“You mean the why of it all.”
“Yes that’s it.”
“I think I already know. The police wouldn’t listen when you went to them with your connection. You felt that your raping would go unpunished based on the response they gave to your apartment being robbed. You felt you had no one to turn to. Your boss wouldn’t work with you. Then you decided to use your connection and find the gang. Am I on the right track so far?”
“Surprisingly so. Except, that when I found them I also found they were already planning their next victim. A young mother of three who works at the mall. Not only had they selected her but they had followed her home and had pictures of her at home with her family!”
“So you're doing this to protect her?”
“And every other woman they might choose. Do you think we could talk about something else? I really don’t want to talk about this.”
“What do you want to talk about?”
“You for starts. I feel I really know you and can’t imagine not having you around. But where does your family live? What are they like? Do they know about me?”
“You mean in the three years I’ve known you I’ve never told you about them?”
“No and until now I really hadn’t thought about it.”
“Well they live in North-West Missouri, they own and operate a dairy farm, and they’re Amish.”
“But you’re Catholic?”
“I left during the time of the roaming. You see there is a period during which an Amish child is allowed to explore the outside world before they make a commitment to remain true to the Amish teachings for the rest of their lives. While I was roaming I found a love of cars, radios, and computers. I ran into some guys my age who showed me around and they took me to church. I started asking the parish priest Father Ruth about the faith. I found a job at the local high school as a janitor which gave me a good place to learn about the rest of the world. Eventually I was told I’d make a good lawyer so once I checked it out I started going to college. I stayed in St. Louis because I had no ties to consider. I was confirmed at the cathedral the summer before I met you.”
“What do you mean no ties to consider?”
“When you leave the Amish world you leave everything behind. I send them homemade cards on holidays and birthdays. I have occasionally gotten a letter from my Mom or my sister in reply.”
“I know how lonely you must be not having a family around.”
“You get used to it. But, I would trade that life all over again for what I have now.”
Wren moves over and sits down in his lap, her arms around his neck, his wrapped around her waist. Occasionally his right hand will run up and down the soft bare skin of her back. She enjoys the feel of his hand even though it makes her shiver inside. They kiss and his hand goes further up her soft smooth flesh. Their kisses becoming longer and more relaxed.
Wren had never kissed like this before. She had always been so careful not to get too hot and make a guy think they were going somewhere she wouldn’t. This time is different though, this is to be her husband and she wants it to go wherever it will.
Their kisses pick up in speed and passion as Norman’s hand once more slides up her back and across her bare shoulder. He is now kissing his way down her neck as he carefully undoes the strap around her neck. The dress falls from her shoulders as she shivers from his hand running down her spine. Her breasts are fully exposed as he continues kissing his way toward them. He kisses around and around each as he slowly, incrementally works his way toward her nipples. He gives each a long passionate kiss running his tongue around and drawing them each in turn into his mouth. He wraps an arm under her legs and takes a firm grip around her bare torso. He stands up, her arms still wrapped around his neck, her lips seeking his. He carries her into his bedroom and lays her down upon his bed.
He unhooks the buckles on her heels and drops the shoes to the floor. He rubs the balls of her feet pressing his thumbs firmly into her flesh as he works his way into her arches. He wraps his hands around her small feet running them up to her calves. He works her calves in his hands as he lightly kisses her feet and removes her anklet. His hands constantly working their way up toward her knees, Wren purring with delighted contentment. His hands are still working their way along her thighs as are his kisses. His hands working the hem of her dress higher as he gets closer to her waist. He slides each of his thumbs into the waistband of her pantyhose and she lifts her bottom as he pulls them off of her.
She lay there her silver dress now wrapped around her waist, Norman feeling her now bare legs with his hands for the first time. He gently spreads her legs apart and feels the soft skin of her woman hood as he runs his hand across her. He runs his fingers across her soft nether lips, causing her to shake and purr into a moan as he plays with her soft folds. He kisses her there and starts teasing her with his tongue and soon he has her writhing in pleasure as she starts to wail into a climactic crescendo of pleasure. He begins working his way back up her belly passing through her cleavage and up her throat. He stops at her lips kissing her full and passionate upon them.
As he kisses her lips she is busy undoing his belt. He stands back up and she gets out of bed. She lets her dress fall to the floor as she stands up kicking it away. She stands before him naked and drops to the floor. She removes his shoes then she finishes undoing his pants letting them drop to the floor with a dull thud. He steps out of them and she tosses them over to join her dress. She sits there on her knees staring at his manhood through his underwear. She grabs the sides of the waist and pulls them down to his ankles. She stares again at his manhood now free and pulsing with life and anticipation. She kisses it and makes love to it drawing it into her mouth, her attentions only making it pulse and throb more as it comes to full life. Her own body responding to her actions washing yet another wave of pleasure through her.
She stands back up and removes his cumber bun and slips the jacket from his shoulders. Unbuttoning his shirt she slips it off him revealing his broad hammered chest. She explores his chest with her soft fingers, running her hands everywhere she can reach. She kisses him again as she winds her arms around him in a tight embrace.
Nudging him back onto the bed she runs her hands down his thighs and calves. She reaches his ankles and pulls off his trouser socks leaving him naked stretched out on the bed before her.
She starts kissing his legs back and forth as she works her way up his body. She kisses every inch of his manhood as she works her way up to his torso. Her lips not wanting to miss an inch of his body as she finally reaches his lips. They kiss as she kneels there straddling his body. She feels him pressing against her belly throbbing with passion and excitement. She moves further up and impales herself upon him. She gasps with pleasure as the physical and emotional sensations flood her senses. The feelings so much different than her first encounter with a man. But then this is what she wants not what is being taken from her. She forces herself back upon him arching her back so as to rub her breasts against his face. He kisses and licks any surface that gets within reach of his lips and mouth. She is practically wailing with her excitement and passion as she rides an unending wave of pleasure her senses overwhelmed as one crests and another begins. Suddenly he begins to quake and thrust up into her moaning loudly as he reaches his own climax. Like Wren his goes on for some time as the two of them ride the waves of ecstasy that they are giving each other. They finally come down and Wren just lies down where she is with him still deep inside her. They both fall fast asleep Wren lying there with Norman’s arms wrapped tightly around her.
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