Chapter 11. Back to life

Because I lived off campus ,on vacations and in my free time I worked part time in a beauty salon, so I earned the money that I needed plus it was the perfect excuse not to spend my holidays at home.

Will was the ideal man, nice, charming and courteous.

He took me out to different places whenever I had little free time and overwhelmed me with gifts whose price I did not even dare to read.

I still had panic attacks and nightmares but I had escaped the feeling that I was being followed and that I considered a step forward.

One evening I was sitting with Will on the couch and we were watching a movie. At one point I was looking at his perfect profile and in a way I was admiring him. Will had dark satin hair, a straight nose, a firm chin, full lips, perfectly contoured eyebrows and dark blue eyes, a 6`3 athletic build and wide shoulders, the dream of any woman.

At one point his lips rose slightly in a grin.

" Do you like what you see ? "

Well, Will was aware of his appearance and was not modest at all.

I started laughing but I didn't answer him, he turned to face me, grabbed me by the chin and approached my face looking me straight in the eye.

"I like what I see too, so we're even."

Then he pressed his lips to my lips. We kissed at first slowly then he deepened the kiss putting his hands on my waist so he brought my body closer by sticking it to his body. Spreading my lips, his tongue penetrated my mouth, intertwining with my tongue. In one motion he lifted me to his lap with my feet on either side of him. We kiss passionately. He got up and took me with him and headed for my bedroom.

It had been a while since I had sex last time, so I let myself carried by. I wasn't a child anymore, I was already 20 years old and Will was my official boyfriend but with we did not yet crossed the boundaries of kissing, although we had already met for a few months.

After we entered the bedroom, he laid me lightly on the bed and after he took off his shirt and jeans remaining only in his boxers. I watched him all the time, sitting on my back, leaning on my elbows. He leaned over me and grabbed the hem of my blouse and whispered to me.

"You have too many clothes on ."

Then he took off my blouse and jeans with sensual and safe movements.

We were both in underwear just as he sat on the bed between my legs and started kissing me again.

His passion burned in his blue eyes giving them a strange glow. I was fascinated by the safety with which he moves.

Will was only 3 years older than me but it was obvious that he had experience in the art of seduction and he certainly knew everything he had to do.

He slowly lowered her lips to my neck and then slowly lowered his kisses until I felt his hot lips through the lace of my bra. He slipped a hand under my back and in one motion opened the clasp of my bra after which he slowly lowered my straps over my arms exposing my breasts completely.

I can read the hunger in his eyes. He bowed his head and lustfully began to suck my nipples passing from one to the other. Involuntarily I arched my back to greet him. He paused for a few seconds just to get rid of his boxers followed by my panties ,then took something of the clothes lying on the floor and I heard a noise of torn foil.

He put his hand under my butt and with a single movement penetrated me.

At first I froze but after he started to move rhythmically my shock was over. Everything ended relatively quickly. I hadn't had any of the fireworks the girls in the salon were talking about, but maybe because for me it was the first time after what I had had before. An that had been considered revenge sex that had left me with deep wounds not to mention the nightmare for the first time.

Maybe in time it would be better. If not, this was good enough as it was now. Feeling nothing is way better than feeling pain.

Slowly Will practically moved into the apartment with us staying more often overnight. Sandra didn't seem bothered by his presence. Obviously, my brother also stayed overnight quite often.

Everything was going pretty well.

Friday night Will told me.

"On Sunday we are invited to dinner with my family."

He had told me about his mother and brother, his father had died a few years ago of a heart attack leaving the family business in the care of his older brother Taylor and mother Elaine. They owned a transportation and logistics company that brought them significant income.

"Should I wear something special? "

I asked him.

"Something simple and classic would work, my mother is quite conservative and my brother… well Ty gets a little carried away in the presence of women and I don't want to have to argue with him over you. "

I froze, how to understand what he just told me and how to react.

"I don't want you to misunderstand me, Sam."

He said, cupping my cheek in his palm.

"You're a beautiful woman and my brother is a real playboy, so it's wiser to avoid unnecessary talk."

At the salon, I became friends with a girl, Megan, and if until recently I had considered Sandra my best friend, Megan was the person I could talk to about anything, anything but the reason of my nightmares. Normally I didn't even think about it or try to ignore it whenever it came to my mind.

On Saturdays we usually work at the salon but we close at 2pm so I had plenty of time to go shopping for the next day. There was nothing in my wardrobe that could be called conservative and simple.

During one of the breaks, I briefed Meg on the invitation I received and the advice on what I should wear.

"So we have to go shopping today."

She said with a wide smile on her face, wiggling her eyebrows.

"I knew I could count on you,"

I said laughing.