Gypsy

Finally about half way through the semester, as we were leaving the cafe, the path of our friendship changed.

"Have a good weekend," I called to her. And she stopped.

"Do you have a girlfriend?" She asked.

I stopped and was momentarily speechless. "Uh, no." I replied.

"Okay, well my parents are out of town and I wanted to know if you would like to come over and hang out this weekend?" She told me.

A bunch of thoughts, ideas and scenarios were spinning through my head.

"Sure," I said. I was still trying to process all this.

I went over on Saturday and we hung out by her pool. It was October and it wasn't quite warm enough to swim. We talked, drank a few of her parents beers and just had a good time.

"Do you want to go in the hot tub?" She asked. When I told her I didn't have a swimsuit she said I could use one of her dad's.

As we were changing I wondered where this was going. Parents out of town, invitation to the hot tub . . . this is how many an X rated movie started. And guess what, these thoughts started the blood flowing to my genitals, great. That coupled with her dad's speedo was going to make my sexual appendage quite evident.

Fortunately I got there first and quickly plunged chest deep into the swirling water. When Beth came out my high school crush on her was validated. Thick light brown hair, a beautiful heart shaped face and nice big breasts. Sure there was some excess weight in her waist and thighs but it did not register with me.

As we talked I kept having to concentrate on her face. Too often my eyes would magnetically drift to her breasts, her cleavage and the faint impression of nipple crowning each breast.

After a few minutes Beth asked if I would get us some beers. This was a problem. Seeing her in a bathing suit only reinforced my erection. And the speedo was brief.

I stood up, turned quickly and vaulted over the edge and went for the beers. The cool air tempered my hard-on, but not much. As I climbed back in the spa it was now Beth's eyes that were drifting lower. I saw a small smile play across her face as I submerged.

I knew that the obvious play was to make a move. I was a little reluctant, I didn't want to get turned down. The scar from high school was still there. My sexual longing prevailed.

I slid over to her side of the spa and slipped an arm around her. She turned toward me and we began kissing. After several minutes of this my hand started creeping towards her big beautiful tits. Inches from the promised land her hand caught my hand, abruptly stopping my long fantasied caress.

We continued to kiss - but after several more attempts, it was clear that kissing was all we were doing this particular night.

The evening ended with another long make out session at her front door. I could feel her soft boobs crushed against my chest and she had to feel my throbbing erection.

We continued to date throughout the school year and I began to have strong feelings for Beth. True she still was a prima donna. I delighted in making her happy and taking care of her. My reward was her appreciation of all my efforts. Did I romanticize my high school crush, Yes. But the more I got to know her the more I began to care for her.

Sexually I had only made it to second base with Beth. When during our many make out sessions she finally allowed me access to those big beautiful tits I was in heaven, fondling and sucking her erect nipples. When her breathing became erratic and our kissing turned into her sucking my tongue, I thought I was home. As a precursor to future sexual delight she would take the tip of my tongue and suck it vigorously.

I tried to turn a double into an inside the park home run. I never even made it to third. Above the waist was fair territory it seemed but anything below the waist was firmly out of bounds. When we talked about it she just said she wasn't ready. She made some vague reference to past boyfriends and her getting hurt. Not much else was said on this subject.

For my 21st birthday my grandfather took me out to lunch. When I wasn't in school I was at our business SGD. My father and one of his sisters handled the business side of our company. My grandfather and I handled the design and creation of our products. The uniqueness of our designs separated us from the competition.

We ate Hungarian food at my grandfather's favorite restaurant, Franz Josef. While consuming our desert, Francis Kremes, my grandfather slid a small wrapped package across the table toward me.

"Nico, you are 21 today. You are becoming a man. You will take a wife. You must find a woman worthy of you. When you do, this will be her sign of your devotion to her. When we leave the old country I brought this with me. Through the struggle to get to America I sheltered this stone. It is very sacred to our family and the old country. Choose your woman wisely Mititel." My grandfather said.

I opened the package and saw a large at least 2 karat flawless diamond. It was beautiful. But more than the beauty was the journey of this special stone. I looked at my grandfather, saw the tears in his eyes and I became emotional too.

"Tetea," I said to my grandfather, " multumesc (thank you). This means so much to me." I thanked him. The sacrifice he has made in his life for his family was inspirational and a life lesson for me.

Beth and I continued to date into my senior year in college. Both my Mom and Dad were very emphatic about my getting a business degree. My father would constantly remind me that the future of the family business would eventually be in my hands. Work hard and learn as much as possible.

Beth and I grew closer. Sexually I still had to stay above the out of bounds line, but our make out and fondling sessions were still exciting to me. One of the challenges we had was finding times and places to be alone. We both still lived at home.

The outdoors was often our option for privacy. We had a couple of secluded spots we knew of that allowed us solitude in nature. To get her alone in the woods and to free those beautiful breasts outside in daylight had a sensual excitement for both of us.

One particularly warm Saturday in early October we were hanging out and I had to drop something off at our office at Stoica Gem Designs. Beth had been to our retail store on the main floor of our building before, but never upstairs to the offices.

She followed me up and I put the file on my Dad's desk that he would need first thing Monday morning. Beth looked around and I showed her where I made jewelry. My grandfather and I shared an office where we had our work stations. On the back wall was our large safe.

She seemed fascinated by the safe and wanted to see what was in it. I locked the deadbolt coming into our office, and then I opened the safe. She was interested in all the loose stones. She asked lots of questions about all the different jewels. Then she saw the large diamond my grandfather gave me. It seemed to fascinate her. She began asking me all kinds of questions about that large diamond. I answered a few of the questions, and told her about my grandfather's journey and his intentions for me and the diamond.

She asks if she can hold the large stone. I give it to her and she stared at it and caressed it. She was mesmerized by the diamond. A twinge of jealousy flared oddly through me.

I put everything back in the safe and locked all the doors as we left. I asked Beth if she wanted to get coffee or something.

"Let's go out to Blue River," she said.

Blue River State Park is a beautiful natural area not far out of town. There had been a landslide on the main route out there so that road was closed. The other route was around Blandings Butte and part of it was a dirt road. No problem for my Jeep.

With the road closed, it was likely we'd have a lot of privacy.

Driving out towards Blandings Beth started caressing my thigh. I already had half an erection from the thought of her breasts naked in the wilderness. Her caresses within inches of my erection put me at full mast.

We pulled into the parking lot and there were just two other cars and they were at the far end. I threw the blanket in my backpack and we headed towards the river. There was a place we had found off the river path, but we could still hear and see the river.

We laid out the blanket and lay back with our hands behind our heads looking up at the sky and listening to the river. Peaceful and relaxing. All of a sudden Beth rolls on top of me and starts kissing me.

I swiftly develop a throbbing erection. Her pussy and my cock are in alignment and we are now humping each other. My hand drifts to her ass, a spot previously considered out of bounds. So far, no penalty flags are thrown.

Her top is off and her tits are in my face, my hands are on her ass and we are grinding. I am getting very worked up.

"Beth," I gasp. And for a moment or two she ignores me and continues her movements.

"Huh?" She finally asks.

"Beth, I don't have a change of clothes." I say. "I, uh, may not be able to control myself." I tell her.

She looks down at my erection. Smiles, and says, "well we can't have that. I guess we do have a couple of options." And for the first time ever, even over my clothes, she touches me. One long fingernail traces the length of my cock.

I moan in ecstasy. Hoping this is one of the options I quickly remove my pants and underwear. Beth is staring at my erection.

"Well what are we going to do with that thing?" She grins and says. Then she gets a more serious look and says, "Nick I want you too. I just want to be sure of your feelings for me."

"Beth, I love you, you should know that by now." I say.

She immediately sheds her shorts and panties. Imagine the scene. We're at this beautiful park by a scenic river, leaves in the trees starting to turn yellow and orange and I'm seeing my girlfriend completely nude for the first time. Available, and open to me, finally.

We lay back down on the blanket and I start with kissing and then move to her breasts, sucking, fondling and nibbling. All very fun, but I've done this activity many times. Eventually my tongue trails down her abdomen to the previous forbidden zone.

My fingers and tongue explore the folds of her womanhood. She is well lubricated and I start employing the many lessons of my early college years. My tongue is dancing across her clitoris and she is moaning in ecstasy. All of a sudden she climaxes, her hips shaking, breasts quivering and her cries of pleasure shared with the forest.

I reach up to roll her nipples and she pulls away. Too sensitive right after the powerful orgasm. I then start nudging my erection towards her pulsing pussy.

"Nick, we don't have any protection." She says.

I'm so excited I almost disregard her statement. I guess there was enough blood in my brain to slow down that thought process. She gets on her knees and takes my erection into her mouth. She then starts sucking, bobbing and gentle scratches with her fingernails.

"Beth" I choke out her name as a warning of what is coming. With that she pulls my throbbing erection to her breasts and with her tits and hands massage me to a powerful climax. My ejaculate is in her face, her hair and all over her breasts. I collapse on the blanket and watch her massage my fluids into her skin.

"Oh, my god," I say. " What was that." I mumble not specifically expecting an answer.

"I think they call it a titty-fuck." She tells me.

We both start laughing. We then start hugging and at that moment I wonder if I have ever been happier.

This began a whole new chapter in our relationship. Physically the sex was great, but on an emotional level we started creating new experiences also. We became so close. We pledged our love for each other. This was all magnified for me by the hard wired attraction I had for her as a teenager.

As we grew closer I began thinking about our future, proposing and marriage. I knew in my heart that's what I wanted to do. I met her family and though it was not a warm relationship it was respectful and polite.

She had been a little surprised at how crazy my family was, but at this point she was not complaining. My wonderful mother did her best to make Beth feel welcome at my frequent family gatherings. The one dark cloud was "Aunt Dina". Dina never warmed up to Beth.

Dina always told me I was her special boy. She said that she would always look after me. She gave me advice and it was always right on. Dina had a psychic insight that was disturbing. I just accepted my Dini as she was.

It was clear though, she didn't care for Beth.

"She not right one for you Nico." She told me one night during the holidays.

It was a holiday party at one of my uncles house. Beth and I attended and it was a scene similar to the one's at my parents house, lots of people talking, shouting, laughing, eating and drinking. Beth gravitated to my female relatives closer to her age and I went to make my rounds of greetings with all my relatives.

During this time I was seriously considering proposing to Beth as early as New Years Eve, just a few weeks away. I had told no one of these thoughts. I had worked on the setting for my grandfather's diamond after hours so no one knew of it, or my plans.

At the party, I approached "Aunt" Dina with a hug. Her arms were at her sides and she would not hug me back. When I looked at her she grabbed my arm and looked at me, her eyes like dark polished stones staring at me.

"Nico do not marry the girl!" She whispered to me.

I was stunned. I knew she had this psychic power, but the intensity and the subject matter stunned me.

"What?" I asked her, confused but also very aware of what she was telling me.

"I see unhappiness for you with that one. She not right one for you. I know this as certain as I breath the air." She tells me with great intensity.

"Dina, I don't know what you are talking about." I say to her. "I love Beth and she is committed to me. Whether we marry in the future is my business. Now let's enjoy the party." I try to change the subject.

"Nico," she whispers to me as I turn to go. She is clutching my sleeve as I move away. I look back into her eyes and the black pools momentarily turn red. A brief shiver travels up my spine. It had to be some type of reflection from the Christmas lights. I think.

A few weeks later I did propose to Beth on New Years Eve and she accepted. She seemed almost as happy with the custom ring with my grandfather's stone as she was of us being my wife. I joked with her about that.

My relationship with Dina cooled during this time. We were both polite but I could tell she was upset with me. She attended the bridal showers and other events leading up to the wedding that spring, but we did not have those long conversations together like we once did. I was so happy with Beth, I overlooked the changed relationship with Dina. At first.

Perhaps I should have thought more about what Dina had tried to tell me . . . . .

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Back to the present,

Beth examined her body in the bathroom mirror. I'm about 8 pounds away from my high school weight she thought. I think my boobs have gotten bigger too. I really do look hot, she thought with a smile on her face. If I were single now I'd have the guys lining up to go out with me. And there would be an even longer line of guys who wanted to get in my pants.

Instead I'm stuck with Nick, she thought. He's a nice guy and provides for us, but I'm bored with him. With Nick it's the same old thing over and over. I need some excitement. And if he asks me to go to another one of those horrible family dinners I will refuse.

The highlight of my days are going to the gym after work. I love the workouts and I get to flirt with some of the guys down there. And I love my personal training sessions with Josh. Josh Ravens is a hunk. He's got to be 6' 3" or taller. Long blond hair and so muscular and sculpted. I think he's got a thing for me. He always checks me out and brushes against me. He also makes these slightly sexual comments to me too. I get turned on working out with him.

I have a private session with him sometime this Saturday. Nick wants me to go to his parents house for dinner that same night. Maybe I can ask Josh for our session to be in the evening. Then I have an excuse not to go to the dinner. That will save an argument.

Wednesday at the gym Josh and I go through my training session. He's bumped my boobs twice so far and keeps staring at them. I'm getting a little hot thinking about him. I think I'll ask him about Saturday.

"Josh, I want to do my training session a little later on Saturday." I tell him.

"What time are you thinking, sexy?" He asks. What a flirt, he's always calling me some cute name like "sexy".

"6 o'clock." I tell him.

"Saturday I close with Brandon at 6 o'clock." Josh says. "Maybe we can do a private session from 6 to 8." He said with a bit of a smirk on his face.

Yes! I thought. This gets me out of the boring dinner at Nick's parents. I now have a legitimate reason to not go. This will save an argument.

And I'll get to spend some alone time one on one with Josh . . . . .

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I do enjoy the Saturday nights at my parents. I never have understood why Beth seems to dislike these dinners so much. Delicious food, anything you may want to drink, wonderful people all trying to enjoy each other on a day we are not at work.

What happens is my Father, my Grandfather and I end up talking business after dinner. Unfortunately these can be long conversations. I feel a little bad that I have not mingled with some of the other relatives much. One person I need to spend time with is my elderly "Aunt" Dina.

Looking at Dina, I wondered how old she was. My first memories of her was that she was old then, and that had to have been over 20 years ago. She seems to not have aged. A shapeless body and a severe face, but those beautiful eyes. I noticed her coughing as I walked up.

"Dini," I said with a smile and a warm hug. "Are you feeling okay?"

My casual friendliness was met with a serious look from Dina. She hugged me back hard and clutched my arm.

"Nico, my time is growing short, there is much I need to tell you and show you." She said with grave seriousness.

"Dini, what's wrong. We need to get a doctor if you're not feeling well." I say with concern.

"No doctor." She says and waves her hands as if to dismiss the importance of her own health.

"There is much you need to know and much I need you to do." She says as she continues clutching my arm with surprising strength.

I'm confused, much to learn and do? I start to ask her what's wrong with her and once again she waves her hands in dismissal. She then says first I need to know about my wife.

"What about Beth?" I ask. How did we get from her health to my wife so quickly?

"Nico she goes with other man. Now she is with other man." She grips my arm even harder, "right now, she with the other man right now." She says. "I see this in my head."

She is clutching my arm, eyes cast upward with great intensity and then she slumps. She looks exhausted. She sits for a minute and then begins to cough. My mother walks over and says it's time for Dina to go. She lives in a small dwelling behind my parents house and my Mom takes her arm to walk her out.

As my Mom is leading her away Dina says to me, "Nico, you come see me tomorrow 9 o'clock." And I nod that I will. I have a lot of questions.

Dina was so emphatic in her proclamation. It is disturbing . . . . .

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Josh Ravens glanced at the clock on the wall at Edge Fitness. A quarter to 6. If I can pull this off tonight, this may top anything that Brandon has done, he thinks.

One of the perks of being a personal trainer are the women. Josh and Brandon have a little competition, who can fuck the most and the hottest chicks. Unofficially Brandon was ahead but if I can get Beth Stoica, a married woman, this would put me in the lead Josh thought.