Righteous Obsession (13 page)

“Yes.  She came over the first day I moved in here.  
She told me all the neighborhood dirt; the guy down the road is cheating on his
wife.  The lady across the street from him has a lesbian lover and other
gossip.  I guess it was her idea of a welcome wagon.”

“What do you think she tells them about you?”

“I know what she’ll tell them now – that I have a
boyfriend with real long hair who swims naked and is very well endowed!”

“I don’t know about that,” Colin mumbled, his face
flushing.

“I do!”  Alethea said emphatically.

“You know, that’s another thing I learned from her. 
Size is irrelevant – it’s what you do with it that counts.  I remember her
saying a guy could be hung like a horse and still be the world’s lousiest
lover!”

“She was definitely right about that.  How come you
didn’t stay together?”

Colin shrugged.  “We wanted different things and we
took different paths, but we parted on good terms.”

They were both aware of the intense sexual tension
simmering between them.  It was almost palpable.  Alethea broke the silence. 
“I’m going for a second helping.  Can I get you one?”

“Is the Pope Catholic?”  Colin joked, handing her his
plate.  While she was getting them more spaghetti, he got up and walked around
the pool, studying it carefully.  He came back over to the table as Alethea
came outside again.  “That’s a really nice pool.”

“You haven’t seen my latest toy.”  She picked up
something about the size of a remote control and aimed it at the pool. 
Immediately the pool water began to foam and swirl.

“A whirlpool?”

“Yes.  It has different settings so I can put it on
the lowest setting when I want to relax or a higher setting when I feel I need
more intense exercise.  It creates just the right amount of tension.”

“It looks to me like all that exercise is definitely
paying off!”

Colin helped Alethea clear the table and clean up the
kitchen.  While she was loading the dishwasher, he went into the living room
and turned on CNN.  He wanted to see the latest on the presidential campaign
front.

Alethea came in, picked up the letter from her parents
and sat down beside Colin who put his arm around her.  She quickly skimmed the
letter.

“So, what did your parents have to say?”  Colin asked
innocently.  At Alethea’s surprised look, he explained, “I saw the New
Orleans’s postmark and guessed.”

“I’d told mom and dad Unforgiven will be in New
Orleans towards the end of July.  They suggest in this letter that it would be
the perfect time for everybody to meet.”

“Something to look forward to,” Colin joked, twiddling
with the ends of his hair nervously.  “What are they like?”

“They are a bit more conservative than your parents.”

“Terrific!”  Colin moaned, slumping.  “I’m sure
they’ll be thrilled to see me coming up their front walk!  They’ll probably get
out their rifles first thing.”

“They won’t either!”  Alethea exclaimed, pushing him
down flat and propping her arms on his chest.  She smiled, teasing him. 
“They’ll want to hear what you have to say and if they don’t like it, then
they’ll get out their rifles!”

“Imagine my relief!” Colin declared, rolling his
eyes.  He smiled at her, displaying his sexiest smile and asked, “Well, now
that you’ve got me in this compromising position, what are you going to do
about it?”   He undid her braid and ran his hands through her loose hair.

“I think I might just try whatever comes to mind.” 
She leaned down and kissed him, running her tongue over his lips and darting it
inside his mouth.

“I think I like this whatever,” he whispered.

“Good!”  She stood up, took his hands and pulled him
to his feet, leading him into her bedroom.  She suddenly spun away from him,
removing her clothes, one piece at a time, until naked.  She felt triumphant at
his obvious lust.

“God!  You are so beautiful!” Colin pulled Alethea to
him, tilted her head and kissed her deeply, taking total possession of her
mouth.

Alethea pulled Colin’s T-shirt over his head and
tossed it aside.  She could feel his erection straining through his jeans.  She
pressed herself to him, rubbing her body against the bulge in his jeans.  She
heard Colin exclaim sharply then groan loudly.  She shoved his jeans down and
began stroking his penis, marveling at its silky texture and its hardness.

“Jesus!”  Colin yelped.  “God!  I want you so much!”

They sank down on the bed together and Colin covered
her body with his.  He kissed her breasts, stroking the nipples with his tongue
until they were hard while one hand buried itself in her silky hair and the
other hand explored the soft skin of her flat stomach.  He shifted himself
suddenly, slid down then buried his face in her sex.  She could feel his hair
tickling the insides of her thighs as he began stroking and sucking on her
clit, using his tongue and lips.

“Oh God!”  Alethea cried out, arching her body and
clutching the comforter as she felt herself close to orgasm.  He was driving
her absolutely wild!

Colin continued his assault on her clit, bringing her
almost to orgasm before he quit.  He returned to his former position, kissing
Alethea’s mouth so that she was able to taste herself on his lips.  Her swollen
clit throbbed and she could feel his fully erect penis resting against her
vagina.  “Colin, I want you!  Now!”

He shifted his body so he was directly over hers and
with one quick thrust he entered her.  He heard her gasp loudly and felt her
body arch against him as it closed tightly around him, drawing him in as deeply
as he could go.  He began to move inside her with hard thrusts.

“Yes!  Yes!  Oh God, yes!”  Alethea cried out,
wrapping her arms and legs tightly around him, thrusting in unison with him
while massaging her clit.  Colin felt her knees tighten around his hips then
heard her scream as her body gave a sudden jerk and began trembling violently.

Alethea lost herself in the physical release of her
body.  She heard Colin give a half-strangled cry and his body shuddered and
rolled as he came. She felt a warm gush of liquid filling her.  As the last of
her orgasm ebbed, she collapsed limply underneath Colin.  She felt his arms
wrap around her and felt his heart thudding.  She felt totally satiated as she
lay enjoying the feel of his body and the scent of his skin.  She felt him
shift slightly.

“Alethea?”

“Hmm?”

“Have you ever thought about getting married?”

“I guess everybody does at some point,” she replied,
puzzled as to where he was heading.

“No, I mean marriage – like in you and me.”

Alethea struggled to sit up then looked at Colin not
sure if she’d heard what she’d thought she’d heard.  “Colin, did you just ask
me to marry you?”

“Yes.”  He paused then continued, “I know it’s a big
decision and you need time to think.”

Alethea put her finger on Colin’s mouth, cutting him
off then said one word, “Yes.”

“What?”

“I said yes, I’ll marry you!”

“Really?”  Colin asked as if he were unable to believe
his luck.

“Absolutely!”  Alethea declared as she rubbed her
cheek against his chest.  “When?”

“I thought next summer.  We’ll be finished touring and
the way Too Strong for Fantasy’s selling; we won’t have to rush back into the
studio right away.  I’ll have a lot of free time and I want to devote it all on
you!”

“That sounds wonderful, but I wish we could get
married tomorrow!”

“I do, too, but I imagine your parents will want to
throw you a big wedding in New Orleans and my family would be hurt if I got
married without them being there.”

“They will and mom would be really upset if I eloped,”
she concluded, rolling away from Colin.  “Let’s celebrate!  Have you ever gone
for a midnight swim – naked?”

“Nope, it’s kind of hard to do in a hotel swimming
pool – all those bright lights and people walking past, peering in,” he joked.

“Come with me,” Alethea said, grabbing his hand.

“What about Mrs. Von Neumann?”  Colin asked with a
wicked grin.

“We’ll give the old girl something to stare at,”
Alethea promised.

“I’ll try anything once!”

They went outside and Alethea turned on the whirlpool
to its lowest setting then slapped Colin’s rear end.  “You’re it!”  She yelled
and dived into the pool.

“The game’s afoot!”  Colin yelled, grinning as he
dived into the pool after her.

Lithe and supple, Alethea was a much faster swimmer
than Colin.  His wet, heavy hair slowed him down.  He surfaced, pushed his hair
out of his face and looked around, but he couldn’t see Alethea anywhere. 
Suddenly he felt a jerk on his hair.  “Aha!  I’ve got you now!”  He took a deep
breath and dove under, but once again she eluded him.  He came to the surface
again, looking for some sign of her when he felt her hands go around his hips. 
He felt her slide around in front, grasp his penis and began to caress him.  He
quickly became erect.  He reached down and pulled Alethea up so she was face to
face with him.  She placed her arms around his neck while his hands found the
soft, wet center between her legs and thrust himself into her.  Alethea gasped
as she felt him slide deep inside her and wrapped her legs around him tightly.

Colin remained unmoving inside her, his hand loosely
cupping her ass, as he allowed the motion of the whirlpool to bring their
lovemaking to its natural conclusion.

Alethea cried out, dug her fingernails into Colin’s
shoulder and arched her body as her orgasm ripped through it.

Colin’s grasp on her ass tightened as he felt her cum
and he thrust deep inside her as his body shuddered and heaved in the throes of
his climax.  He yelled something unintelligible, his face in Alethea’s hair. 
He wished he could stop time so he could stay where he was at this moment.

“That was fantastic!” Alethea whispered.  Her breasts
rose and fell rapidly against his chest.

“It was!” Colin agreed.

She loosened his hands from around her, swam to the
side of the pool.  Colin followed her, sitting beside her at the pool’s edge. 
Water streamed out of his hair and down his back.

“Damn!  I forgot towels!”  She complained, squeezing
some of the water out of her hair and then getting to her feet.  “I’ll be right
back.”  She went into the house and returned shortly with a towel wrapped
around her body and another wrapped around her head turban-style.  She tossed
him three towels.

Colin dried himself off and attempted to remove at
least some of the water from his hair.  “When would you like to tell our
parents we’re getting married?”

“How about tonight?”

He looked at his watch, “Well, mom and dad are probably
still up, but its early morning in New Orleans, isn’t it?”

“Yes, we should probably wait until tomorrow to call
them.  College is out so I should be able to reach them at anytime.”

They came inside and went into the bedroom.  Colin
dried his hair some more then felt it. It was still wet, but not dripping wet.
He slid under the covers and propped the pillows up behind him.  Alethea curled
up beside him.  He reached for the phone, punched in his parent’s number then
pressed the speaker button.  “Here goes,” he muttered.

The phone rang half-dozen times before his mother,
sounding rather breathless, answered, “Hello?”

Colin, eyebrows raised, looked at Alethea.  “Hi, Mom!”

“Colin!  How are you?”

“I’m fine and so is Liam.  I didn’t wake you did I?”

There was a noticeable pause before she answered, “No,
we weren’t asleep.”

“Is dad close by?”

“You could say that,” she answered then started to
giggle.  They could hear Peter start to laugh, too.

It suddenly dawned on Colin what he’d interrupted. 
“Shit!  I’m sorry for my lousy timing.  Why don’t I call you in the morning
instead?”

“It’s all right, Colin.  What’s going on?”

“Mom, Dad, Alethea and I are getting married.”

“That’s wonderful!  I’m so happy for you both!”

“Congratulation, you two!”  Peter added.  “Have you set
a date yet?”

“Not a specific one,” Alethea spoke.  “We’re thinking
sometime next summer after Colin’s finished touring.”

“I’m just so happy for you both!”  Amanda repeated,
her voice sounding suspiciously full all of a sudden.

“Mom, you aren’t going to cry, are you?” Colin asked
anxiously.

“I can’t help it,” She sniffled.  “My first baby’s
getting married!”

Peter’s voice came on the line and it was obvious that
he too was emotional.  “We’re both very happy for you and Alethea, Colin.”

“I’ll call you in a few days, okay?”

“Fine, son, goodbye.

“Goodbye.” They heard a sob from Amanda before the
line went dead.  Colin canceled the speaker phone, looking mystified.  “I
didn’t think she’d start crying.”