Eva Pt. 05

"We won't find out because she won't talk about it. Maybe it's time I confronted her more forcefully. I won't tell her I've been having sex, but I will tell her that's my next step. It's not one hundred percent honest, but it's more honest than I've been with her. Would you take your sister on Monday night and I'll talk to her?"

"Yeah I can do that. But you need to talk to her. Don't risk her finding out the way I did. It will kill her. I'll take Cammy to the Yankee game. We'll be gone from 6 until about 11. Dad, thanks for being honest with me. I'm still angry, but I can see things from your side to some degree." Even though my steak and baked potato were cold by then, I ate some of it. I needed something to soak up the beer I drank. And when dad and I got home, mom could see we were doing better. I was still carrying his secret, and when I looked at my mom, still a beautiful woman at 43, my heart went out to her, secretly. I couldn't talk to her about the problem they had (it was hard enough discussing it with my father; no way could I do it with my mother), but I hoped they could.

Sunday night I talked to Eva and we made plans for her day off, Wednesday that week. It felt like it was a year away. Before bed that night, dad and I talked in my room, making sure I was still taking Cammy to the game the next night and I made sure he was going to go through with talking to mom. "As long as you do, I'll keep your secret, dad. I promise I'll never tell her as long as you try."

I was on edge all day at work Monday. I asked to leave at 4 instead of 5, and Sy told me to go ahead. "Your mind isn't here today anyway. Go, come back tomorrow with a clear head" he said, not unkindly. He and Marilyn were good people to work for. It was hard work, but what job isn't? Before anyone would say Eva's job, I'll remind you that her job was the toughest of all. She was responsible for the safety of 20 children. Their children are what people most cherish in life.

I went home and showered off the days sweat and when Camilla got home she jumped in as well and then put on her Yankee shirt and cap (her favorite player was Louisiana Lightning, Ron Guidry) and we headed off to Yankee Stadium. I bought her dinner there (hot dogs and Pepsi, of course) and we watched the Yanks beat the Orioles, 5-3.

On the ride home, sitting in traffic in the Bronx, Cammy said to me "Jon, what's wrong with mom and dad? Does it have anything to do with why you and dad were fighting last week?" Smart kid, and perceptive. I glanced at her and saw instead of being tired like she should have been, her eyes were bright and clear. How much could I tell her? I hated lying to her. But not everything was for her ears.

"Honey, I can tell you this: dad and I had a fight, about something I don't want to talk about. We're mostly over it, but even mom doesn't know what it was about, and she was willing to let that be. So I'm going to ask you to do me a favor, as my sister whom I love and adore, and let it go as well. Can you do that for me and for dad?" I looked sideways at her for a moment.

"I wish you wouldn't treat me like a little kid! I wish everyone stopped treating me like a kid! It makes me feel like you think I'm a child!" She sat there pouting and I felt like shit for not sharing the truth with her. But it was for her own good. I had no desire to break her heart over something that I still was having trouble with.

"Camilla," I said, calling her by her given name, hoping it sounded adult, "I know people say this to you all the time and believe me, they did the same with me when I was your age, there are some things that you're just not old enough to fully understand. There are still things I'm still trying to understand. It's complicated. Life is complicated. I know you're becoming an adult but do me a favor? In some things, stay a kid for as long as you can. You'll have decades to deal with the hard things in life. Stay sweet and innocent as long as you can. I promise, if there's something you need to know about, I'll always talk to you. Right now, stay sweet. That's your job in the family. And to keep studying for your Bat Mitzvah on October 6 and the party on the 7th. I'm excited for you! And you'd better invite Eva!" She smiled at that.

"I think that's mom and dad's decision. But if they ask me, I'll tell them they'd better invite her!"

The rest of the ride was fairly quiet as sleep caught up with Camilla. By the time I pulled up to the house, the poor thing was wiped out, so I carried her into the house. There was no arguing going on, which was a good thing...I thought. Mom was sitting on the couch, watching the news, while dad was in their bedroom with the door closed. Mom looked like she had been crying.

Cammy was holding me around my neck in her sleep. "Mom, are you all right?" I asked her as softly as I could. "Do you want to talk?"

"Put your sister in her bed. I'll come up and get her ready and then I'll come down and talk to you. Please, wait up for me." Shit, that just didn't sound good to me at all. I carried Cammy up to her bedroom and I went to mine to get comfortable while mom took care of getting Cammy ready for bed.

We met back in the living room and, tired as I was, I listened to mom as she poured her heart out to me. "I know your father told you things I wish he didn't share with you. But I'm glad you're back to talking to each other."

"Mom, I don't know how much I can listen to you about this. It's pretty uncomfortable, talking to you about something so personal. It was hard enough listening to dad."

"I know. I'm not going to go into details beyond what you know. It's embarrassing enough as is for me knowing you know certain things. But I want to ask you one favor. A big favor."

"If I can, mom, I'll do it. You know I will."

"Your father and I need some time to work on our marriage together, alone. We want to go away for a week, the last full week in August, Sunday the 19th through Saturday the 26th. Then we'll all be home for about 10 days before you have to be at school on Tuesday September 4th. Would you stay around and look after Camilla? I know it's a lot to ask of you. You'd have to quit your job a week early to be around for her. But if you can...well, your father and I need this. We love each other, and we have to try to work this out."

I didn't even have to think about it. "Mom, I'm glad to help. Eva's still going to be at camp that week, her last week. So I'll make it right with Sy and Marilyn. They may be unhappy but they'll have to understand. I'll tell them we need family time before I go away. It will work out. Besides, looking after Cammy isn't exactly a punishment for me. If I can see Eva that week, I'll ask if I can bring her with me. If not, I won't go. I'll do anything I can for you and dad, mom."

Mom was crying softly and she leaned over to hug me tight. "You and your sister are the best things we ever did. We raised two great young adults. Well, your sister is getting there. She's so smart and mature. You're both our pride and joy." We held close a minute or two more. "Ok, thank you, Jon. You'd better get to bed or you won't get up in time in the morning." She kissed my cheek and we turned off the lights and went to our rooms.

I laid down, feeling hopeful for my family for the first time in a week. I'd do anything to help them save their marriage. I'd even forgive my father completely.

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The next evening, we all ate as a family and explained to Camilla that the last week of August would be just me and her, that mom and dad were taking a vacation by themselves for the first time since I was born. She accepted it well, looking forward to being the center of my attention. Mom made plans for them that day for a week at Hilton Head. I told Sy and Marilyn I needed to quit a week earlier than planned for family reasons and, while they weren't thrilled, they understood and when it came time for my last day, they handed me my paycheck plus a very nice bonus for the last two years and good luck at school money. They were really good people, as I've said.

The next few weeks were as planned, and things were better at home. I went to visit Eva each week except the first week of August, when she saw her family. I even went up on Family day with Cammy. The rest of that summer was idyllic.

Each time I visited Eva alone, we got a room at the motel to be alone. We made love, had sex, wherever our mood took us. We'd get food at a deli or pizzeria, eat at the park, then come back to the room again for some more playtime. She even got permission for me to come for the full day the last week when I had Camilla and bring her with me. I got the feeling I was being checked out for a job the following summer.

One of those afternoons, after lunch, we were lying on the bed, me in my boxers and Eva in a pair of plain black panties. She didn't bring her sexier lingerie with her for the summer; it wasn't exactly practical to wear that kind of underwear in front of the girls and staff. It didn't matter, I was thrilled just to spend the time with her. How sexy I found her to be had nothing to do with what she wore.

We were quiet, our hands moving around with each others, teasing, smiling. We kept kissing on and off, romantic and loving. "I love you, my sexy Bear" Eva said softly. Her breasts, small though they were, were rising and falling with each breath and just looking at her was having its effect on me. She giggled as she felt my hardon poking her thigh.

"I love you too, my lovely Angel. Or do you feel like being my naughty Devil?" I licked my fingertips and rubbed them slowly all around her areolas, first the left one, then the right. Eva sighed and giggled from my touch.

"Definitely your Devil. I'm feeling really naughty right now. So take advantage of me. You can be my dirty Bear" Eva said as she threw her arms around my neck and gave me the biggest kiss we shared that day. "Or my big stud lover. Come and get me." She got on her knees on the mattress and backed away from me, teasing and tempting me by using her fingertips to tweak her nipples. "Come on, big boy."

"On my way" I said eagerly, pursuing her on the bed. When I caught her, Eva laughed with joy and seduction and she actually pushed me on my back. She was smiling broadly before she kissed and bit my neck, then down my chest as her tongue lazily licked from my right pec to my left, including my nipples.

"You taste so good, Bear. Salty. Except your hair" Eva said with a laugh. "Could you shave your chest next time?" She said with mischief in her eyes.

"Sure. Then I'll shave under my arms and my legs and then my pubes too. Then we can put lipstick on me and braid my hair." I was busting her balls big time.

"Oh I think you'd look so cute, Joanna!" We were both laughing hard and play wrestling on the bed.

"Yeah? Can 'Joanna' do this?" I asked as I pushed her hand down my shorts and put my dick in her hand.

"If that's a dildo you can" Eva responded, but she wasn't laughing. Her voice was raspy and filled with desire. "But I really hope that's not a dildo. I'd better make sure." She moved down my body, pulling my shorts down and then she licked my cock. "No, definitely not plastic. That's the real thing all the way!" Eva then devoured my cock, bobbing up and down with quick, skillful motions and her very talented tongue. I could feel her saliva soaking all along my cock and down to my balls and my groin. She was giving me a wet, sloppy blowjob and it felt amazing.

Her ass was wiggling around, just out of my reach, so I tapped her on her shoulder. Eva caught the message and, without letting my cock out of her mouth, she swung her hips around, still clad in her black panties, and lifted her leg so her knees were on either side of my chest. She gave her ass a deliberate shake, inviting me to return the pleasure she was giving me.

I could feel the head of my cock popping in and out of Eva's throat, and she hummed when she did it, a new experience that made me shake with her, I moaned as I pulled the crotch of her now wet panties aside and attacked her lips with my tongue and my mouth. Eva pushed back onto my face, her wide hips spreading her asshole open. I kept tonguing her pussy, sweeping all over her slippery lips and nudging her clit. Each time I hit her little pearl, Eva's thighs tensed up on the sides of my face. Each time she tried to swallow my dick, my legs shook wildly. And her asshole kept winking at me, opening and closing with her shudders.

I moved so my mouth grasped her clit and I slid one finger into her pussy, then I added another a minute later. Eva let my cock free, gasping as she said "You're such a dirty Bear! So naughty!" Then she sucked on my balls, one at a time, while my cock rested under her throat. We kept going, and I kept watching her ass wink at me. I was transfixed and i had to try. I pulled my fingers out of her grasping cunt and put the tip of my first finger at her anus and applied a very slight pressure, enough so Eva knew what I wanted to do but not enough to actually penetrate her. I left that decision up to her; I wouldn't do it if she didn't want me to.

From down by my groin, I heard her say, loud and clear, "It's ok, Jon. Try it. Just go easy. And if I tell you to stop, you'd better fucking stop."

"Honey, you know me better than that. Just relax and if you say no, that's the end of it." I pushed a little and I heard her groan. I made sure I kept rubbing her clit in little circles with the fingers of my other hand to keep her excitement at a peak. I pushed slowly, her natural juices and my saliva providing a good lubricant for my finger. When I was in up to my final knuckle, Eva ground her hips hard as she came forcefully.

"More, Bear. Try another finger." Her voice was pleading and sexually hungry. I licked along her pussy and then around my finger in her ass before I pushed my middle finger in with the first. not quite as slow but not rushing either. Eva let out a long, low growl, my cock now forgotten. I didn't care; right then I just wanted to make my Angel feel good.

"Are you all right, Angel? Do you want me to stop?"

"NO! Don't stop! Go a little harder, and keep licking my clit!" I could feel her hot breath on my wet balls but I didn't push her to do anything besides concentrate on her own enjoyment. My fingers moved in and out of her ass as I kept teasing her clit, and Eva went through a bunch of orgasms as she fucked my fingers. I pushed two fingers from my left hand into her pussy, double penetrating her, and Eva went wild, fucking back on my fingers like a piston, and her juices were all over my hand and my chin. Then she let out a loud cry, loud enough that I cringed, worry that someone might call the police. After a minute of that, Eva just fell on my body, limp like a wet noodle. I slowly withdrew my fingers from her orifices and she laid there just crying softly. That worried me so I got myself out from under her and quickly moved behind her, my hard dick flopping around as I moved.

"Angel, are you all right? Did I hurt you?" I was caressing her shoulder and kissing the back of her head.

"Of course not, silly" she said, still sobbing softly. "I mean, there was some pain at first. But it went away and then it was so many sensations, so wonderful the way you did it. I didn't think I could stop cumming." She flipped over so she faced me, taking my face in her hands. Eva kissed me, not a powerful kiss, but a long, sensuous kiss, all love and appreciation. "Thank you for suggesting that, and really thank you for being so gentle about it. I think next time, we have to try your cock. Not now; I'm a little sore. But we will, yes we will." She kissed me much harder and took my cock into her hand, squeezing me and jerking my shaft. "Now, what can I do for you? How can I make you feel like a king?" Her lips were next to my ear and her whispering promise of dirty things was making my dick throb.

"I'd love for you to just jerk me off. Let me cum on your face?"

"If that's what my Bear wants..." She laid next to me, saying absolutely filthy things in my ear but with a soft, seductive voice. The contrast, along with her very skillful touch combined with how close I had been to cumming meant it wasn't long before my balls were churning. I let her know how close I was and Eva scooted down so her face was right over my cock. "Cum for me, you dirty Bear. Cum all over my Angelic face!" Her face at that moment was far from angelic, but that hardly mattered. Her hand pumped me rapidly, rubbing the glans with her tongue, and I blew my load with forceful spurts, coating her face from above her left eye to her chin, even some on her throat. Eva was a mess when I was done, a gorgeous mess. "Such a sexy Bear."

Eva kissed my cock a few times, then we giggled as we kissed and held each other, sexually spent for the day, happy as could be. I got up and got her a damp towel and she wiped her face clean and then my cock and her pussy and ass.

"You're an amazing lover" I said, kissing Eva over and over as the shadows in the room got more orange and longer. "Every time, in every way. You set my soul on fire, Angel. I never thought I could love anyone the way I love you."

"You're one to talk. The things you do to me... Before we met, and I was taking care of my own orgasms" she said with a light chuckle "I never imagined sex could be so much fun, so...HOT. I don't know how else to say it. I love it when we're loving and tender. I really do; it's so beautiful. But I also love it when we get very dirty together. And Jon...I never would have believed any of this could have happened just a few months ago. I had no idea what love would feel like. It's a thousand times better than I could imagine. Because it's you, my Bear. My handsome Bear. My loving Bear."

We held on as long as we could, before we had to jump into the shower and clean up so we didn't stink of sex wherever we went. When we left, we stopped in a small cafe in town for a light dinner (it was a hot, sticky night, not good for a big meal). When I dropped her off at camp before 9, we held on and kissed, always hating this part of our day together, the goodbye. "Sure I can't tempt you to come back home with me?" I teased.

"Just two more weeks, Bear. We'll have time on and off for a week, and then we'll be together at school. We'll be together so much, you'll get sick of me" she said with a soft smile.

"Never happen. That day will never come. Unless a half dozen cheerleaders all surround me in their pom poms."

"Male pig." She slapped my chest in the same humor I made the statement. "Maybe I'll get some big sexy football players to take care of me!"

"Hey, if you can work it out, go for it!" We were both laughing. We were playful, not serious in any way. We were deeply in love.

"Drive home carefully, Jon" Eva said as she reluctantly got out of the car. "Next week you're bringing Camilla, right? You parents are going away?"

"Yep. She had a great time on Family Day. She's looking forward to you being her counselor for the day. Sheryl has been so nice to me this summer."

"You'd better believe she has a motive. She wants you for a counselor next summer. Its recruitment."

"I kind of figured that out. Still, everyone here's been so nice. If you're coming back next summer, I'll consider it. Assuming we're together. I hope so."

Eva was leaning in on my side. "I hope so too. I hope we have a very long time together, Bear. A very, long, time." There was an unspoken idea there, something that would have terrified most guys who were 18. I wasn't terrified by the prospect. I was actually thinking in the same way. But thinking it and talking about it are two very different things.

"Me too. But lets see how the school year goes? If everything goes well, I think I'd love to do this next year. I see how much you enjoy it and I think its a great idea, while we still can." We kissed our goodnight kiss. "I love you, Angel. Call me Thursday and I'll see you Wednesday."