Eva Pt. 05

"I love you just the way you are, Goldilocks."

"Shhhh already. It's time for Mount Jon to erupt" Eva said in her lustiest voice as she went to work sucking my cock, licking my balls, and even teasing my asshole with her finger. I groaned as she deftly worked the tip of her forefinger into my ass and that was enough for me. I erupted all right. Spurt after creamy spurt blew from my dick. She took those first two in her mouth, swallowing skillfully, then she let me out and aimed my cum on her face, pumping my dick with her fist while I kept cumming. "That's it, you sexy man. Cum for me, cum on me! On my face and in my mouth!" Her finger kept twisting around in my ass, bringing me new and incredible levels of pleasure. My body shook and shivered until she wrung every ounce of pleasure from my body. Then it was my turn to be a wet rag. I was spent and thrilled.

Eva let me collect myself, kissing my heaving chest and neck, moist and salty with sweat. When I got my strength back I cradled her in my arms, my petite love fitting there like we were cut from the same block of marble, the way our legs were entwined and our bodies melded. We communicated merely by touch; we didn't need to say 'I love you' at that moment. It just flowed between us.

After a while of cuddling, we took a shower, got dressed and Eva took me into the town of Cold Spring. We walked around a little while when we decided to go to a local deli and get some sandwiches and drinks and took it to the town park, spread out my ever present blanket and we had a kind of picnic. "Angel, this is perfect. Being with you is perfect. I work hard, but I still get distracted a number of times each day, thinking about you. What you're doing, how much more fun you're having...who you're having it with." I looked down, ashamed of my insecurity.

"Bear, you know the last thing you have to worry about is me meeting someone else. I'm so in love with you, I don't even think of any of the guys there as anything other than co-workers or friends. Some of them are very good looking, I admit. But none are nearly in your league, not as far as I'm concerned." She put her sandwich aside and leaned into me, holding me tight. She brushed my bushy hair off my forehead. "Jon, I have no interest in anyone else. It's not even tempting. When I get lonely at night, it's always you I think of. No one else ever comes into my mind. I love you Jon. Only you." She kissed me, not a little, cute kiss, but a huge, wet kiss, not caring in the least who might walk by or watch us. It was one of the best kisses we shared, filled with love.

"How did I find you? I'm so incredibly lucky. I found my soul mate."

"Because Elizabeth beat me for valedictorian. If I had come in first...we might not be here today."

"I disagree. I think some things are meant to happen. I think we were meant to happen, Eva. It might have taken a few more weeks, but we were destined. At least, I like to think so. And just so you know, I haven't touched myself since you've been away, horny as I might be. But I never think of any other woman. You're the only one."

"I wish you would touch yourself, Bear. When you're alone at night. And think of me, any naughty, even dirty fantasy you might have about me. One of us might as well be enjoying themselves." She slid her hand under my t-shirt and rubbed my tummy and chest, awesome.

"You want me to? Jerk off thinking of you?"

"Who else would I want you to think of?" she asked with a smile that said 'Duh'. I smiled with a mild embarrassment.

"True enough. I'll do that in a few nights and I'll tell you all about it next time we're together."

Eva laughed her sweet and gentle laugh that I was so crazy about. We finished our lunch slowly, still touching intimately but not in a way that could get us arrested (haha). When we finished, we walked some more, arms around each other. We went into a music store, leafing through the albums, talking about albums we owned or wanted to own. I bought Armed Forces by Elvis Costello and I bought the 1971 album Blue by Joni Mitchell for Eva, though I would have to take it home with me.

"You didn't have to do that, Bear. I could buy my own albums."

"I know, my love. I wanted to. It's an amazing album. Oh, that reminds me. I got my roommate notification yesterday. I've got to call him tomorrow. His name's Steve...shit, I can't remember right now. He lives in Syosset (Long Island). We can see if we'll get along or kill each other" I said with a smile "but more important, we can coordinate what we're bringing. I'd like to bring my stereo; he can bring a TV if that works for him. You should be getting yours this week too."

"I'll call my parents tomorrow and see if the letter came for me. This is nerve wracking. You have to hope you get someone you can get along with. I really wish we could have roomed together." That sounded great to me and I pulled her to me. "Bear...take me back to the room. I need to make love with you. Nice and slow this time."

I kissed her head, then her lips. "Angel, I'd love nothing more. As long as it's with you and only you." I drove back to the motel with Eva holding my right arm and kissing my shoulder. We went inside and, instead of shedding our clothing this time, we stood in front of each other and too turns undressing each other. Eva went first, slowly lifting my shirt over my head and then kissing my chest, including my nipples. I moaned very softly, stroking my fingers through her long, silky hair. She unbuckled my belt and undid my shorts, pulling them down just as slow as when she took off my shirt. Eva even helped me get my sneakers and socks off before getting me out of my briefs. Then they came off and I was nude before her, my cock at full salute, even with a tiny pearl of clear precum at the tip.

"You look delicious, my sexy Bear. But before anything else, it's my turn." Her voice had that very excited sound which I understood well, since I was feeling exactly the same way.

"I can't wait to get you naked, Angel. But I will. I'm going to go just as slow as you did." I kissed her with a few short loving kisses before pulling her tie dyed shirt up slowly, then her bra was tossed aside. I kissed her throat and her body and she was responding with moans of her own as she scratched my shoulders. I knelt in front of her and helped her with her sneakers and ankle socks. Then her panties were all that remained, simple blue, nothing overtly sexy yet she looked incredibly sexy in them. That was Eva to me, sexy no matter what she wore or didn't wear. Just gorgeous to me.

I pulled her panties down her legs, finding my self face to pussy with her bush, nice and trimmed for bathing suit season. I remained kneeling and kissed her lower tummy. The skin there quivered from her excitement and she held onto my head for stability on her feet. Then her fingers went through my sandy hair in a very sensuous manner.

Eva moved her feet apart just about a foot or two so my tongue could taste and tease her. Her hips swiveled a little with a small giggle, making me pursue her. But just when my tongue tasted her sweet nectar, Eva gently pushed my head back and said "No, my Bear. I told you, I want to make love with you. Lie down for me. Just get comfortable."

"Angel, I'd do anything you want." I stood up and I kissed her before laying on my back on the bed. Eva moved slowly as the shadows through the window grew, shining in alternating streaks of orange and shadow from the blinds over her face and body. She joined me on the bed and, with our eyes locked on each other, her delightfully warm pussy eased down on my cock, taking all of me inside her in a continuous, slow motion. Eva relaxed her body while staying straight up, straddling me on her knees and our hands locked together as our bodies rocked gently in unison.

"Jon, I love this" she said through her easy motions. "I feel so much love for you. I always do, but right now..." She gasped and gritted her teeth as an orgasm flowed in her body.

"I know, honey. I feel it as well." My hips were undulating to grind on her clit and keep her orgasm going. "I'm in love with you, my Angel. I feel like I'll always be in love with you."

"You're so sweet and romantic. A little mushy. I love it. I love you, my big Bear, just as you are. Sometimes soft and sweet and sometimes strong and manly. Always the right one at the right time."

I started to sit upright and I helped Eva adjust so her legs went out straight past my ass, then around me and my legs stayed out straight. We were sitting up, facing each other, holding on with our arms and our legs out. We were still connected by our genitals and we were rocking back and forth together. Kissing and touching, gentle and loving. We were able to resist going too fast, making this wonderful experience last. We were almost completely one together.

Our breathing was deep and steady, we were getting sticky again, and my cock was twitching inside her pussy. Suddenly, without warning, Eva's climax grew and all but exploded in her bones and then the same thing happened to me as my semen splashed inside her and we both shook with joy. We kept kissing over and over, our lips wandering on each others faces and necks and chests. We still managed to stay seated like that by holding each other tightly.

"Thank you, Angel. That was...I can't even think of a word for it."

"You never have to thank me for sharing my love with you. But I agree; I can't express how incredible that was. You are the love of my life."

"You have so many others to compare me to?" I said with a chuckle and a kiss.

"Hundreds. Didn't you know you're just the latest on a long list of men I've been in love with?" Eva said with a big, teasing smile.

We were getting stiff like that, and it did hurt my back, sitting with no lower support. We gingerly disentangled and then took turns in the bathroom. It was almost 6 by then and we had to take yet another shower together, the third of the day for each of us.

"I hope no one smells my hair later" Eva said with a laugh. "And I think my skin is raw. I know my vagina is. But I don't mind. Just don't ask me to run!"

"I know, I think my penis has red patches. But it was so worth it, my darling. I already can't wait to see you next week."

The laughter in Eva's voice died down. "You won't see me next week, Bear. I had to give up my day so I could have the two days the following week for the concert. I'm sorry, my love. It was the only way."

I sat, feeling down for a minute. "Honey, if you had to, you had to. We'll have two days off together. You can see our families for an hour or two Tuesday night before I drive you back up here. We're making a trade. I think overall we're coming out ahead. Just think how much we'll miss each other again by then. We'll make it a special night. I'll get us a room at a nice hotel in the city. It will save time after the show...and before."

"You have such a wonderfully dirty mind, my darling" Eva said as she sat across my lap in just her panties. "But next time we do this, I'm bringing extra underwear with me!" We laughed together and kissed a bunch of times. I don't know how many kisses we shared that day, but it had to be three hundred or more. Maybe a lot more. We couldn't keep our lips off each other.

We got dressed and we checked out. We had over two hours still before Eva had to be back, so we stopped at a small cafe in town for dinner. She couldn't have alcohol so we just had soft drinks with pasta dinners and we found things to talk about as we tried not to think about having to part again that night. After dinner, we just walked as dusk settled to night. The town was very nice, various shops of kitsch and antiques, a lot of bars and restaurants and the type of stores locals needed everyday like a supermarket and other shops. It was (is) a very upscale town right on the East bank of the Hudson River, a few miles north of West Point on the other bank.

Our last hour, we sat near the river, watching some boats and ships going up and down the river, now dark low mountains on the far side, some houses lit up. It was peaceful and beautiful. We looked into each others eyes with a mixture of joy and sadness. We didn't say much; it was hard to find words. After a while, we had to get going. It hurt like hell.

We got to the parking area about 8:30, still time before she had to be with her girls. We went into the office and whoever took over at the desk for Lenny gave permission for Eva to bring me onto the grounds until 9:30, when they had to start getting the kids ready to go to sleep. She brought me back to the dining room where there were some night activities with music. She introduced me to some people, including one or two guys who clearly wished they were in my place, but everyone was very friendly. Eva excused herself for a few minutes while she found her group and she brought them in to see me again. It was fun talking to them and when Eva had to escort me back to the parking lot, a few of the girls made ooohing and ahhhing sounds and kissing sounds. Eva turned red with a big smile and I waved goodnight to everyone.

In my car, a few last kisses. "I miss you like crazy, Angel, but I'm glad you're doing this. Those kids love you. I'm regretting not taking your advice; I should have done this too. Less money, but I'd be having a great summer."

"Next summer, Bear. There's always next year." We kissed a last kiss, long and sweet and sad. She got out of the car, tears in her eyes and leaned in my window. "You drive home carefully, Jon. I'll call you Thursday night. And tell Cammy I'll write her this week. I love you so much."

I was a little teary myself. "I'll be careful, I promise. Talk to you Thursday. I miss you already, honey."

"Dammit, now I'm going to be crying in front of everyone! You'd better go before I drag you back and tie you up in my room!" She kissed me quick and walked away so we didn't drag things out any longer. It was already after 9:30 and I had a long enough ride home.

I made great time coming home, an hour and ten minutes, so I was home before 11. Cammy was in bed already; her own camp bus picked her up around 8 every morning and she had long, busy days and she was having a great summer. I stopped by my parents room and talked to them for a while, giving them the basics of my day without details. I was exhausted myself by then, so I said goodnight, did what I had to, and fell asleep within minutes of hitting the pillow. But I still felt the sadness of not seeing Eva for the next two weeks.

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The next two weeks were even harder than the two weeks before Eva and I saw each other that first time. I kept busy most nights, I went with some friends to a few Dr. Pepper Music Festival concerts in Central Park, America one night, The Tubes the other (If you've never seen or heard of the Tubes, look them up on You Tube. They're indescribable). Five bucks a ticket, a great deal, even for back then. I took Cammy to a Mets game and a Yankees game with our dad. As much fun as these things were, I still missed Eva more than I could describe. It wasn't the lack of sex, though that was something we both missed. It was her. Everything about her. Her companionship and our intimacy.

We talked a couple of times when Eva had the time. Cammy got a letter at the end of the week, which made her day (she didn't share with me either!) and I got one the same day. It wasn't too long; she didn't have the time for that. But there was a lot of love in every line, in every word. It touched my heart and made me feel guilty for not writing to her. So after I read all three pages three times, I sat at my desk and wrote her a letter of my own. It was a little longer (I had more time), filled with my love and my heartache over missing her.

Over the weekend after I saw Eva, I got in touch with Steven Lindt, my soon to be college roommate. He seemed like a good guy. We talked about some general topics and got on, we agreed for me to bring my stereo system and he'd bring a tv, black and white, but we weren't going to watch it all that much except sports or news. Then the topic of girls came up. I told him I had a girlfriend and we were deeply in love. He basically told me he thought of himself as a ladies man and he expected to be out of our room many nights, but once in a while would want to use the room himself. I said I was sure we could work something out. So my situation was very promising.

Eva had a more complicated situation. Her roommate, Robin, was from a very small town in upstate New York near Lake Placid, way up not far from the Canadian border. And she was a fanatic Born Again Christian who had a very dim view of what she considered 'sin'. Like drinking and pre-marital sex. Like rock music. Robin wouldn't be spending many nights out of her room, unless she went home on weekends. But it was almost as far from Binghamton as Queens was, a four hour drive either way. Eva was worried about just getting along with her.

Finally it was Monday, the 23rd, and again I was up and out of the house early, even earlier than last time to try and beat at least some of the traffic. I got there at 8:30, kind of early, and this time it was a young woman at the desk, Margie. She had been expecting me, though a little later. She asked if I knew where the dining hall was, and when I told her I did, she gave me a guest tag for my shirt (a Grateful Dead shirt of course!) and told me I could go there myself. It was a different time.

I got to the dining hall and scanned the large room for Eva. She noticed me first and waved at me eagerly from the middle of the crowded room. I ran to her and she jumped up and hugged and kissed me like it had been a year, not two weeks. Everyone broke into catcalls and applause, good natured, and I doubt we would have cared anyways. We held each other for at least a minute before her group made room for me at the table. Eva asked one of the waiters to get me a plate of pancakes with turkey sausage. I was very grateful since I was famished and I ate like it. Eva's kids giggled watching me eat like I never saw food before and she even got me a second helping. I let out a belch, which cracked the kids and a few other counselors up. "Stay away, girls, he's all mine!" Eva cracked and there were more laughs at my expense. It was fine because it was fun and funny.

When I was done, Eva kissed each and every one of her girls and told them to behave for her assistants and she'd see them the following night. She was a real mother hen with them, not because it was her job, but because she really cared about them. It came from her huge heart. There was plenty of room in there for her to love her family, me and her campers. It was yet another thing to love about her.

We put her overnight bag in my trunk, got in my car, pulled down the road a bit, and I pulled over so I could give her a proper hello. We embraced and kissed for a long while, five minutes or more, before we shared our I love yous with each other. She took a look at my shirt and said "You've got a Dead shirt! We have to get one for me before we go tonight."

"Did you really think you wouldn't get a shirt to wear to the concert? Silly Angel." I turned and grabbed a gift bag from the back seat and handed it to her. Eva squealed with delight as she pulled out a Dancing Bears tie dyed shirt in her size and she threw her arms around me, covering me with the most delightful kisses imaginable.

"You're the best! I can't believe you did this for me!"

"It's not like I got you a diamond ring, honey. It's a shirt."

"It's not 'a shirt'! It's so sweet of you to think of it for me. You're a very"...a kiss on my nose..."sweet, sweet man." Another kiss, big and warm and with a hint of what was to come, on my lips.