At First Sight Ch. 02

I, again, want to thank my editor, smoothed, for his hard work. You add considerable refinement to my work and it makes sharing these stories all the more enjoyable for me.

I've gone back and forth with whether I should place this in romance or exhibition/voyeur categories. Obviously, it contains elements of both, but I promise that going forward, Ellie and Colton will delve into the kinkier side of their desires as their feelings blossom.

All of your feedback has been greatly appreciated and has built my confidence to continue with this new hobby of mine. So thanks for reading, and feel free to reach out.

~Bonvivantlex

Monday

Ellie

Ellie spent almost an entire day cleaning bathroom fixtures and tile grout and by 2 pm she was done. Not finished, but done. She felt like she was covered in grime and decided to call it quits. She needed a long shower. After almost an hour of washing and rinsing in the steamy shower, she was drying off as she picked out a teal dress with pink flowers. It was very short, strapless and required a bra, even if she didn't venture out. She still never considered panties. She was alone almost all the time now and didn't have to worry about guests yet. She slipped on a headband and little white ballet slippers.

Once finished, she remembered that she had two pie plates and a serving bowl that some neighbors had brought her "welcome to the neighborhood" treats in. Still needing to return them, she decided to bake several batches of cookies and fill each dish as a thank you before returning them. She spent the next couple hours in her favorite place - the kitchen. Music blaring, kitchen-aid whirring and batches of cookies baking.

Ellie was in her happy place singing with Tom Petty when there was a knock on the front door. Ellie, though, was loudly singing along and never heard it. Nor did she hear the footsteps coming down the hallway while she bent toward the open oven. She stood up, and turned to set two sheet pans of cookies on the counter and was shocked to see the gorgeous goliath from last night standing in the archway. Years of working in kitchens trained her not to react by flinging or screaming but she jolted slightly and, as she set the trays down, she moved one foot back and her calf came in contact with the open oven door. Again, she barely reacted but to gasp and move her leg away, she turned around and closed the oven door.

"Holy shit, darlin. You ok?" she heard Colton exclaim.

"Yeah, fine, fine, just a little burn, no big deal."

Before she knew what was happening he had picked her up and set her bare ass on the cool counter. He stuck her foot in the sink as he removed her right slipper and dropped it on the floor. He was checking the water with one hand and soothing her with the other on her exposed thigh. She suddenly remembered she wasn't wearing panties and his hand was precariously close to discovering that for itself.

Trying to be nonchalant she asked "What were you doing sneaking up on me in my own house? What if I had a gun instead of cookies?"

"Well as far as sneaking, it wasn't my intention. I knocked a couple times and could hear you bustling around back here. The door was open and I called out and then decided to just come back. I really am sorry, darlin. As far as you having a gun, after seeing how composed you are after a man appears and then you severely burn yourself, I'm guessing I'm probably safe enough. I doubt you're the kind to just shoot willy nilly."

She laughed and said, "One, it's not that severe. I've had worse and lived to tell the tale. Two, thanks for the vote of confidence, but honestly, it's just ingrained in me to save the cookies and three, you're forgiven, if you go grab the Aloecane from the cabinet by the door and rub it into the burn."

"I can do that."

He smiled at her and Ellie felt like she may as well have been nude. She kinda wished she was. Just by magic, poof, clothes gone. Then she could gasp and say, "Oh no! What do I do?", and then proceed to do whatever this gorgeous man wanted.

Colton rushed off. Ellie closed her legs and adjusted her skirt, draping it further down her lap. He was back in a flash with the gel in one hand. Eager to apply the soothing gel, he set his other hand on the knee of her uninjured leg, shifted it away from the counter, raising her skirt back up her thighs and spreading her legs dangerously.

''Breathe,' Ellie commanded herself. 'In, out. In, out. Well, that's not helping... stop thinking.'

He removed his hand and said, "Just stay still."

"Yes, Sir," she barely whispered.

A brief motion drew her eye. She noticed a slight twitch under his tight shirt near his waistband. There was a plum-sized lump in an odd place there and, as Ellie watched, she saw a small wet spot appear.

The realization hit her. It was his cock tucked behind the waistband of his jeans, but once she knew it was there she realized it must have been hard the whole time. And probably huge. Her pussy was wet and quivering. She looked up to see him squirting the Aloecane on his right hand then gently toweled the back of her calf patting it dry with his left.

Colton slid his hand down to her foot delicately and raised her leg in the air while massaging the gel into the burn on the back of her calf. The gel was soothing and would have calmed her frayed nerves immensely had she not been so acutely aware that her pussy was wet, bare, spread and clearly in his line of sight if he just shifted his eyes. He lowered her leg in front of the counter to join the other. For a moment, the two shared a silent, tension-filled gaze.

Colton broke the silence, taking Ellie by the waist and lifting her effortlessly.

"Have dinner with me," he said simply as he placed her on the floor with only one shoe on.

Ellie looked up at the immense man before her who had just so calmly exposed her, gently doctored her burn and then basically commanded she have dinner with him and she mewed. Like a freaking kitten who's eyes hadn't yet opened. She mewed. Then flushed a beautiful shade of pink on her sun kissed skin.

She said as stoically as she could, "I'll need to change." She shuffled around him and bent to grab her discarded shoe. Then turned and hurried out the kitchen and up the stairs listening to Colton chuckle quietly.

Colton

Monday morning came and went in a blur for Colton. He'd never been this preoccupied by a woman before. He couldn't stop seeing her in front of him writhing and cooing and making little squeaky noises. He needed to feel her in his hands. He kept finding himself rock hard throughout the day, like a damn teenager. He finally had to pull his cock up in his waistband to keep from shocking and scaring little old ladies and children as he went about his day in town.

"Get it together, boy," he chided himself when he almost collided with kid on a bicycle, completely lost in thought.

Finally around 1:00pm he had to meet his best friend, Dave, and his little brother, Nate, for lunch. He had mentioned to them that he was planning on stopping by the old B&B to meet the new owner and, hopefully, prospect some decent work for them closer to home.

The three made a decent living, but pickings were slim in this little town and traveling for every job gets expensive, not to mention tiresome. He decided to just tell them that she was interested and he'd have a job or two in the next week, he expected.

They all met at Bill's BBQ on Main and sat down to order. They chatted about the weekend job. Blah, blah, blah, drywall. Nothing to report. Check cleared.

Then Nate, inevitably, asked, "So'd ya swing by the old B&B?"

"Yeah." 'Clipped, concise, good.' Colton praised himself inwardly.

Then he thought of Ellie as she grunted when that vibrator bottomed out and suddenly he was hard again. He shifted in his seat.

"Aaand?" Nate prodded.

"And what? She should have some work for us. I'm going back later to see what jobs are a priority."

Nate suddenly looked skeptical and Dave looked positively gleeful.

"What?" Colton asked, a little too irritably.

"Well, if you have an appointment why don't we all go and meet her. Seems like the kind of place that might have a good deal of work for us and she'll need to meet all of us eventually," Nate casually stated.

"No!"

Suddenly, Dave was rolling in laughter and Nate looked annoyed.

"What do you mean, no? What is your deal today?" Nate asked and glanced at Dave who was still laughing. "And what the hell is wrong with you?"

"I meant, no, I don't have an appointment." Colton feigned calm. He knew he was failing miserably, but he really didn't want to tell them what happened last night and he knew if he let anything slip, they'd get it all out of him. Especially, Dave. He could read him like a book.

Dave finally spoke up "Nothin's wrong with me, dude. You, young Nathan, on the other hand, are dense as a stone and your big brother here is hard up as a fucking boulder."

Nate looked between his brother and Dave as Dave continued to chuckle and Colton tried to hide his face in his huge hand and stuff some food in his mouth so he wouldn't have to talk anymore.

"Wait, so, Oh, shit! Is she hot? You mean she's not some little old lady? Hey! You can't just call dibs, you asshole! Do you realize how often new hot women show up in town. Never! We're coming with you! We all deserve a chance at least," Nate hurriedly exclaimed.

Before Colton could even think, he menacingly said, "You touch her and I'll tear your throat out."

"Whoa-ho-oh," Dave said and Nate just blinked big surprised owl eyes at his big brother, who had never actually threatened him before, and certainly not over some chick.

"Alright, boys, lets calm down here. Obviously, Nate, we don't yet know if any of us even has a chance. Colt, chill the fuck out and spill." Dave, always the peacemaker, looked at the brothers. He said to Colton, "Man, you want us to back off, you need a reason, other than being a goddamn cave man."

Colton sighed and looked at the ceiling and before he knew it, he recounted the previous evening, trying to leave out details, but failing mostly. The boys listened with rapt attention until he finished.

Nate wasn't quiet for long "First of all, you're a peeping Tom now? And second of all, I think you imagined her saying your name. I'm coming with you tonight."

Colton rolled his eyes and said, "No, I'm not a peeping Tom. I was going back to ask her to dinner. Which is what I'm going to do tonight, via the front fucking door, so no, you are not coming with me. And honestly, tell me you'd have just turned around and left, please."

"But that's not fair, man. I wanna meet her," Nate whined, the way only baby brothers can do. He was 22 and Colton and Dave were both 36. He wasn't their little brother, he was their baby brother and always would be, it sometimes seemed.

Dave laughed and said, "Nate I'm getting a pretty strong feeling you wouldn't know what to do with this woman, buddy. Enthusiasm counts for a lot, but not enough sometimes."

"You don't know that!" Nate exclaimed.

Colton tried to hide his grin and said, "Listen, I'm just going to ask her out to dinner. If she says yes, I'll take her to Joe's for burgers and beer. And say that it'll be a good place for her to meet a few people in town. You guys can be there and if she's swept off her gorgeous little feet by you, then so be it. But be warned, she's too old for you and she's no small town girl. I heard she's from LA. She's at least 29 or 30."

"Even her feet are hot?" Nate asked

And both Dave and Colton lost it at that.

Wiping tears from his eyes Colton stated sympathetically, "Yes, little brother, even her feet."

It was finally 5 o'clock and Colton kept pacing toward his car. He didn't want to be too early to invite her to dinner but he didn't want to stop by too late again and possibly catch her in the middle of something personal. Well, he kind of did but that wasn't the point. He figured if she was masturbating on her back porch before sunset, it was fair game and he'd just fucking join the party. They could get dinner afterwards.

So he set out to her place, all of 10 minutes away and was knocking on her door at 5:15 exactly. He waited and knocked again. Nothin. He turned the door knob and called her name. He heard music toward the back and he froze. His dick was hard, fucking AGAIN. He slid his hand down his pants and tucked the damn thing up into its new home and righted his black t-shirt hoping it was enough and walked in toward the sound of music. The whole house smelled like a bakery and his stomach rumbled.

Down the hall toward what he assumed was the kitchen he heard Tom Petty and a surprisingly loud Ellie.

"And I'm a bad boy, cause I don't even miss her," she belted out, oblivious to his presence. "I'm a bad boy, for breakin' her heart!"

He regarded her from the archway, leaning to the side with his arms crossed. Ellie casually swayed her hips to the song, bent over, her dress rising. Colton smiled as her ass and pussy peeked out from beneath her little dress.

'Does this girl not know about underwear?' he wondered. 'Well, I'm sure as shit not going to enlighten her.'

"Now I'm freeee! Free Fallin...". She righted herself and turned, shocked eyes widened and she took a slight step back as she set the cookies on the counter.

Colton heard her gasp and a slight sizzle as he realized she burned herself on the oven. Slowly, she turned and closed the door and he saw the angry burn in the back of her smooth calf. He wanted to drop to her feet and kiss it better, but without thinking he picked her up and yelled, "Holy shit, darlin. You ok?" He was panicking as he sat her on the counter and stuck her leg in the sink.

"Yeah, fine, fine, just a little burn, no big deal," she responded calmly.

He realized there was no panic or strain in her voice. He also realized he was softly stroking her other thigh and was inches away from stroking her pretty little bare kitty. AND she was making no effort to dissuade him. He suddenly thought, 'I could love this girl. '

"What were you doing sneaking up on me in my own house? What if I had a gun instead of cookies?" She woke him from his reverie.

"Well as far as sneaking, it wasn't my intention. I knocked a couple times and could hear you bustling around back here. The door was open and I called out and then decided to just come back. I really am sorry, darlin. As far as you having a gun, after seeing how composed you are after a man appears and then you severely burn yourself, I'm guessing I'm probably safe enough. I doubt you're the kind to just shoot willy nilly."

Her laugh was like little bells and he couldn't help but wonder, 'What was with this woman?' He'd never met a woman who wouldn't have at least yelled at him and probably cried a little in this situation, if for no other reason that to make him feel like shit.

"One, it's not that severe. I've had far worse and lived to tell the tale. Two, thanks for the vote of confidence, but honestly, it's just ingrained in me to save the cookies and three, you're forgiven, if you go grab the Aloecane from the cabinet by the door and rub it into the burn," she intoned.

"I can do that." He smiled at her and kept wondering, 'It's like none of it's a big deal. Is she really this cool? I've gotta try my luck. Maybe she just really wants me as much as I want her.'

He retrieved the gel and came back, a little disappointed to see her more covered up. 'Oh no, no need to be shy with me, little one' he thought. He set one hand on the knee hanging off the counter and slowly spread her thighs until her skirt was raised sufficiently for his hungry eyes. She didn't say a word. She seemed to breathe a little deeper, and cast her eyes downward. 'I definitely love her.'

"Just stay still."

"Yes, Sir." He heard her quietly breathe the two words and his cock tried to jump out of his goddamn pants at her. 'She has got to know what she's doing to me. She has to. Ok man, up your fucking game.'

He grabbed the Aloecane and squeezed a dollop onto the fingers of his right hand. Grabbing a towel in his left, he patted her calf as gently as he could. Then dropped the towel in the sink and ran his hand down to her delicate little foot and lifted her leg while massaging the gel into her injury. He focused on the gel and the burn knowing he was holding her legs spread and her pussy wide open.

Colton felt like he could do anything he wanted with this girl. Anything he could think of in his dirty fucking mind. But he had to control himself. He didn't want just one night and he actually wanted to know her. This was rare. She was rare. He had to control himself.

He slowly brought her leg down and back together turning her to the front of the counter. Grabbing her waist with both hands he picked her up off the counter and placed her onto the floor. She was so small this close up.

"Have dinner with me," he said looking down into her green eyes and saw the slightest look of panic. 'Now she panics?' he thought, afraid she was going to say no. She made the cutest little noise somewhere between a moan and a squeak.

Then she said, "I'll need to change," and practically ran away.

Chuckling, Colton thought, 'yeah, she definitely wants me as much as I want her. God, please don't let her discover panties before dinner.'

Ellie

Ellie was in her closet freaking out. She had no idea where they were going, or what to wear, and she wasn't the kinda girl who took an hour to get ready. She certainly didn't want to give Colton that impression. Her hair was already fixed and she wore very little makeup. Finally her eyes fell on one of her favorite dresses. It was white with spaghetti straps and dark red flowers. With an understated 50's cut it accentuated her curves and always made her feel beautiful. She grabbed it and grabbed her red peep toe heels and contemplated her white ballet slippers.

She decided against the headband and to instead gather her bangs back into a little pomp. That done, she swiped a little matte powder because she couldn't stop blushing and wiped Vaseline on her eyelashes to darken them a little and make them glisten in light and wiped some on her lips for good measure. She grabbed both pairs of shoes and ran down the stairs back to the kitchen.

Colton was leaning against the counter eating a snickerdoodle with a look of pure joy on his face.

When he looked at Ellie he looked like a kid who'd been caught and said "Sorry, they're hard to resist. And seriously, these might be the best cookies I've ever eaten."

"Believe me, I know," she replied, grinning with pleasure, "and feel free. I always share cookies. I worked on those recipes for years and haven't changed them for almost 6. Wait till you try my bread puddings though." She held up the two pairs of shoes and asked, "I don't know where we're going, red or white?"

Colton contemplated the choices and said, "Darlin, as much as I'm dying to see you in those red things, I think the white tonight. There's gravel and some spaces between the wood slats in the floors."

"Oh," she looked down at her dress, "I can change again."

"No, no! You look incredible. All the girls dress up at Joe's." He walked toward her and tipped her chin up to look in her eyes, smiled, "You'll only be out of place cause you actually have class, Ellie."

Blushing, Ellie, pushed on his chest playfully and completely ineffectually and said, "Colton, that's mean."

"Just wait till you get a load of the matching eyeshadow and tube tops, honey. You'll see. Now put your shoes on and let's get outta here before I eat all your cookies."