Chapter 33 : Molten expression of affection

Chapter 33 : Molten expression of affection

Alexa giggled and shooed us all toward the dining table, making sure we each had full cups of coffee before returning to get the food. She'd already laid out bowls and plates and silverware for everyone and then began serving us.

Dad and I ate a lot of everything. It was amazing and I couldn't get enough. Mom had a little of everything, since she wasn't the voracious eater dad and I were. Once we'd all been served, Alexa sat down and tackled her plate, demonstrating an impressive appetite once again. More coffee was served and Alexa insisted that no one help her, this was her thank you to us.

All the food was gone, to my amazement. Every plate was completely empty and even most of the condiments gone. We drank coffee and talked for some time, which was infinitely pleasant. Once she'd started a second pot, Alexa began to clear the table and I sharp look from mom told me I was helping her. I dutifully began stacking plates and bowls and bringing them to the sink. Alexa rinsed them while I loaded everything in the dishwasher. Once it was done, mom turned in her chair and assessed me casually.

"So, what's got you so fired up to finish your chores?" she asked, looking at over the rim of her mug.

I shrugged. "I wanted my schedule for the day clear. I was planning on getting online and playing some co-op kill on Call of-"

Mom cleared her throat, indicating that I was done talking. "Am I to understand that you woke your father and I up at least two hours early with that infernal racket so that you'd could hide in the basement all day and get your ass handed to you by twelve year-olds in a video game?"

I said nothing initially but Alexa snickered.

"Let's look at this from another angle, shall we?" mom said levelly. "If we were up here making a royal din while you were trying to play one of your games, what would you think of us? And don't try to tell me that you'd have headphones on, because I know you busted yours last week and haven't replaced them yet."

I sighed. "Sorry, I guess I've been looking forward to this all week and didn't think things through."

"No, Alex, Napoleon didn't 'think things through' when he invaded Russia; this is worse," mom replied. "What on earth makes you think I'd let you spend all damn day in the basement, ignoring the rest of us?"

"She does make a valid point," Alexa chimed in. "It is rather selfish."

"Yeah, I guess it is," I said, admonished. "I'm sorry."

"That's a good start," she continued. "But there's still amends to be made, both to me and to your parents."

Mom and dad looked at her quizzically, wondering when exactly they'd handed her the reins but then just sitting back and seeing where this would go.

"So," Alexa announced. "You may take me out and show me more of the city I now live in. I intend to find the shopping malls, the markets and any boutiques that might catch my fancy. I have no driver's license yet, that makes you my chauffeur. Agreed?"

"Alright." I replied, sighing loudly.

"It also has the added benefit of giving my sister and Mike the day to themselves," she pointed out, which put a smile on my mother's face and a big grin on dad's. "I'd say this is a win-win for everyone, right?"

"No argument there," dad said, standing up. "Alright, it's settled. Mom and I are doing nothing all day while you're biffing off and making sure Gollum here gets some sunlight. Let's go back to bed, Kar."

"Right behind you, big man..." mom almost purred as she followed dad up the stairs. We heard her giggle and then squeak right before their door closed. Alexa turned and looked at me, a huge, expectant smirk on her face.

"Did we just win?" she asked in a whisper.

I nodded. "Big time."

She glided into my arms and kissed me, an almost molten expression of affection. We were still in one another's arms when I heard their door open and froze.

"Oh, and Alex?" dad called down. "We're turning our cellphones off, so call the house phone if anyone's dying. Have fun playing chauffeur!"

The door shut again.

We both exhaled and laughed quietly, foreheads and noses pressed as we hugged. She trailed a finger down my chest. "There's still stuff to do, in terms of getting ready," she said, smiling at me. "I have to shower and pick the outfit I want to have you take off me and then we need to shop a little to make this authentic..."

I chuckled and kissed her nose. "You are priceless, Alexa. Take whatever time you need and we can still see one another on the webcam anyway. I'll talk to you real soon."

We parted ways and I headed downstairs to find the clothes I would wear for her. I found myself being strangely thoughtful on the matter, since I would normally just wear whatever didn't completely mismatch. But his mattered to me. I turned and looked at my laptop screen to check on her- she was moving around her room, naked, examining various items of clothing. She saw me looking, smiled and waved before returning to her task.

I finally had my attire picked and then went to shower, cleansing myself but then leaving the water as cold as I could take it for the last thirty seconds, to shock my body and keep me ready. I found myself checking over things needlessly, like I was nervous to go on a date. I shook my head and sat down on my bed, watching Alexa in her room.

She too had showered and was getting ready, still naked. It was a sight that made me smile and I knew I would never tire of it. She was wholly beautiful and I didn't want to stop looking at her. But then she caught me staring and smirked, waving a finger at the screen before closing it. I'd just have to wait. So I went upstairs and sat on the couch in the living room, the one we'd been naked on the day before, making out and teasing ourselves into a frenzy. I turned on a History Channel show and waited for her to come down.

"Thanks for waiting, Alex..." said a soft voice from behind me. I turned off the TV and turned around to look at my aunt- she was stunning. That's all I could say about her. She was wearing a light blue sundress, one that flowed around her and hugged her curves just right, sensual and elegant but not to be worn by someone with a less spectacular figure. Her golden hair spilled over her shoulders and back in waves and I couldn't wait to see it in the sunlight. Her sapphire eyes glinted expectantly, waiting for my judgment of her appearance.

Apparently my gaze and inability to speak told her everything because she smiled and mouthed the words 'thank you' before coming forward and taking my hands in hers and looking into my eyes.

"Are you ready?" she asked, looking into my eyes. "I know I am."

I nodded and smiled. "Let's go. We've got a wonderful day ahead of us."

Alexa snuggled herself into me for a second before turning to the side and holding out her cellphone, taking a picture of us together. She also filmed a quick video, telling her phone about how today was the day I was going to make love to her. She indicated a large picnic basket she intended to bring, along with some girl's bag or satchel that weighed about 3.8 metric tons. I went outside and put the supplies in the back of my car while she strolled slowly toward my vehicle, seeming pensive. As I pulled out of the driveway, I took her hand and gave it a squeeze.