Chapter 32 : déraisonnable

Chapter 32 : déraisonnable 

She considered what I was saying and disappeared from her screen. Seconds later, I heard her quickly and quietly padding down the basement stairs and she appeared, wearing her robe that she had wrapped around herself. She threw it aside when she reached the bottom step, once again naked and collapsed onto the bed with me, kissing me hungrily. We rolled about, squirming and groping, swallowing one another's tongues, my rock-hard cock pressed to her wet pussy.

"I want you so bad..." she whimpered, biting my lower lip. "Alex, I need you. But I want you all wild and pent up for the grove..."

"I want you too," I growled, gripping her fiercely as we ground our bodies together. "I want to fuck you until we scream and pass out. But we'll be strong, Alexa. For our trip to the grove. Let's not cum until we're there. Then you can have all of me."

She kissed me feverishly for a while longer before rolling off me and lying on my bed, looking at the ceiling, her chest rising and falling as she tried to control herself. One of her hands clasped mine, fingers entwined. I know how she felt, my cock was standing straight, throbbing with need. It was going to be an icy shower I took in a bit.

"This is crazy," she murmured. "I've never wanted- no, needed someone this bad before. I don't know what you've done to me, Alex, but... I need you inside me. I can hardly explain it. How the hell are we going to make it until Karen and Mike wake up?"

I pondered that issue for a moment and looked at my alarm clock. It was officially after eight am, so city by-laws and ordinances about noise were no longer in effect. I got an evil smile on my face and turned to look at her. She turned into me and snuggled close, her breasts squashed to me and her body flat to mine. My cock poked between her legs and ass cheeks. She seemed determined to hold me here until she was satisfied with whatever my solution was.

"I'll go into the backyard and start mowing," I said, nodding in confidence. "This'll wake my mom and dad up. When they ask why the hell I'm doing it at such an ungodly hour, I'll explain that I wanted to get it done early so I could devote the rest of my day off to gaming. They get annoyed and you interject and tell me that you're not letting me stay indoors on a beautiful day and you're making me take you on a picnic. My parents will love it because it gets me away from the games and they are home alone and can misbehave all they want."

She giggled and crushed herself to me, giving me a wet kiss. "It sounds perfect, they'll definitely go for that!"

As a sign of her approval of the plan, she took my cockhead and toyed it against her pussylips, pressing the head just a tiny bit inside, enough to make us both tremble. She nodded and looked at me steadily. "Soon, lover. This is what we're both waiting for."

She pulled away from me again, centering herself so that she felt more in control. She sighed finally and looked at me. "Shall I make everyone breakfast?"

"That works," I said, nodding. "I can say that your cooking woke me up and I decided to get the yard work done before breakfast was ready so that I'd built up an appetite. Check to see what we have and make some European breakfast if you can."

She rolled over top of me and kissed me deeply one more time before putting her robe back on and heading up to her room to get some pajamas on. I laid still for some time, watching her make a show of dressing for me and then heading downstairs. Meanwhile, I put on some ratty jogging shorts and a tank top and my sneakers, things I'd wear to mow the back lawn.

As I came upstairs, Alexa and I passed one another at the kitchen. We hugged and kissed as we spun around one another and kept going. We were getting good at this.

I made my way out to the back and went into the large shed. I knew that Alexa needed time to get some food started, so I pushed it out onto the lawn and did some stretches to limber up and get me going. I wasn't surprised to see her taking pictures of me from the kitchen window.

Once I saw her give me the thumbs up, I fired it up, the engine growling loudly. My intent was to wake mom and dad, of course, and I wasn't terribly worried about incurring the wrath of the neighbours, since on one side it was an elderly couple who were mostly deaf and sat on their front porches all day and on the other it was a house that had been divided up into student lodgings and they knew better than to complain to the professors who lived next door. Our back fence abutted a long slope down into the ravine, a place I intended to take Alexa when I finally could.

We had a riding lawn-mower, but this one was louder and gave me a bit of a workout by pushing it around. Having gunned it, I then began pushing it back and forth across the lawn, causing a great deal of noise. I didn't look directly at my parents' window, but after about ten minutes I saw it open and then my dad was calling to me. I couldn't hear him, of course, and just kept on with my project.

Soon enough, dad was downstairs on the deck, dressed in his robe and giving me a very stern look. Mom was standing not far behind, as if keeping dad between her and myself was the only thing that was ensuring my continued existence. Upon seeing them I turned off the engine and looked at them both.

"Alex, what, in the name of Helmholz are you doing?" dad demanded of me, louder than he needed to because he clearly hadn't adjusted his volume from when the engine was running.

I shrugged. "Thought I'd get an early start on my chore for the day. Seemed reasonable."

"No, as a matter of fact, it was déraisonnable, the exact opposite of what you thought you were doing," mom growled, exasperated at being pulled from her slumber. "Your brain really takes a vacation during the summer, doesn't it? You woke your father and I up with that racket on the one day we get to sleep in. Please explain how your life is not forfeit."

At that moment, Alexa trotted out to join them on the deck, cheerfully wishing them each a good morning and giving them a hug. She then apologized and claimed fault, saying that it was entirely possible that I'd been awakened by the smell of the breakfast she was making for everyone and that once she'd explained it would take a while still, I came out here to do something useful.

Dad seemed mollified but mom was still determined to blame me. Alexa coaxed her inside and offered her a nice cup of strong coffee. I said I'd keep going with the mowing to finish it off.

'What? No!" dad exclaimed, looking at me liked I'd grown a second head. "Did you rattle your brain out when you started mowing with that relic? Get in here, we're going to have breakfast."

I shrugged and walked inside, joining everyone around the kitchen island. My eyes bugged out at the size of the meal Alexa was preparing- sausages, bacon, thin European pancakes, potato latkes, scrambled eggs, muesli, crumpets and muffins, grilled tomatoes, sautéed mushrooms, cheeses, baked beans, honey and berries.

"Zǔzhòu..." I muttered, looking on in astonishment. "That's amazing."

"I just wanted to show my appreciation for everything you've done," Alexa said, smiling warmly. "So I put together kind of a polyglot of European breakfasts. Hopefully there's enough."

"I'd say so," dad mused, looking at everything. "Your sister'll be in a coma for a week."