Dalmatian

"Melanie, this is Melanie, my niece. You are named after her."

I looked at a pair of sky-blue eyes and a smile from which some teeth were missing.

"Pleased to meet you Melanie, you are a very beautiful girl," I said softly as I shook her hand formally. She giggled, she was so cute!

******

Melanie fluttered a few steps in front of us as I walked arm in arm with Luuk. We talked about the past. He opened his door for me and I stepped inside his big house.

Everything was big in America but this house was gigantic. I stood, unsure of myself, in his living room while Melanie removed her shoes and jacket. She bounced over and dived into a corner with lots of toys. Luuk walked to the kitchen and came back with two glasses of Coke.

"Please sit down, Mel," he said.

Welcoming his offer, I plopped onto the nearest chair and looked at him while taking a sip of my Coke. He did the same, looked at me, he smiled, friendly and incorporated.

Soon we were in a conversation, the click has never gone away, and before we knew it, the day had passed into night. Melanie bounced around a few times and Luuk looked at his watch, shocked it was way past dinnertime.

"Would you like to join us for dinner?" he asked as he leafed through a stack of flyers.

"Yes, I would like that very much." I said softly while looking unsure at him

He smiled broadly. "Good, so, shall I take my favorite Melanie's out for dinner?"

I nodded as Melanie jumped up and cheered as if she had won a grand prize. I really wanted to do the same but I remembered I was all grown up.

******

We were in a standard restaurant, at least according to American standards. It was a family restaurant with a playground for the children and Melanie immediately disappeared.

Luuk didn't have to do anything, she was like a fish in water. I looked at Luuk, seated opposite of me, as he ordered drinks for us and I pondered, for a moment, on a question that had been circling through my head all day, unanswered... The elephant in the room, which we both had encircled all day, or at least I did, but did not speak about, not once.

I took a deep breath "Luuk, where's Jane?" I asked, almost whispering.

I saw I had made a mistake. I saw pain, sharp pain on his face as he looked at his glass silently. I took his hand and looked at him.

"Jane died four years ago," he finally said, softly. "An accident, a drunk driver, she was killed at the scene"

I swallowed and looked at him, seeing a tear. I got up and embraced him, my face against his, his tears on me, he broke down and I felt him quietly sobbing as I silently caressed his back and his cheek.

After a few minutes, he rubbed his hands over his face, sighed and stroked my hand that caressed his cheek.

******

I scrolled through my phone while Luuk checked out then walked, with Melanie, toward me and looked at me, smiling.

"Are you calling someone?" he asked.

I nodded as the line was being answered. I ordered a taxi to take me to my hotel. Luuk looked at me and, as I ended the call, took my hand,

"I have a spare room you know, you can come with me."

Melanie took my other hand and begged me to stay as I looked down to see her jumping up and down, pigtails flying about and I laughed, she was so adorable!

"I would really like that," I said while I caressed Melanie's head.

******

I was sitting at a large table, having breakfast with Luuk and Melanie, homey. Melanie chattered incessantly and was looking at me, smiling all the time.

At noon, we walked to the playground again and I sat with Luuk on the bench in the sun. As Melanie went to play, she asked me to watch her, as she often did, to admire what she was doing, like her dad did. She was so cute!

My colleague called me around four o'clock pm, I had missed a congress. I understood it was nothing special and he told me to meet him at the airport at about six o'clock pm.

I had to return to the hotel to get my things so I called a cab and, shortly after, the cab honked outside of the playground. I got up and walked to Melanie, kissed her on the cheek and hugged her as I said goodbye then I walked to Luuk, I embraced him. I cried silently while I buried my face in his neck for a moment and inhaled his scent for the last time.

I looked at and waved to Luuk and Melanie, through the rear window of the cab, as they disappeared in the distance then wiped the tears from my eyes and looked at the empty road in front of me.

******

It was three months later, Luuk and I had been talking regularly again and despite the time difference, we managed to have some time for contact almost every day. We Skyped a lot and I also had a new friend. Melanie sneaked into the picture, very often, and told me about important issues that kept a six year old busy. Each wobbling tooth needed an elaborate admiration from me.

I recognized her hurry to grow up and thought, with a heavy feeling, about what you lose once you do.

I often sent her presents from the Netherlands, she would proudly hold them up for the webcam every time. I was her Dutch aunt and that was very cool for a six year old.

I sorted my mail and saw a postcard from Frozen which depicted a princess and a happy snowman. The childish handwriting was Melanie's, she was to be seven years old next week and I was invited to her party. I smiled tenderly and in the evening I thanked her for her beautiful card. She asked whether I would go, I looked at her and shook my head. I saw her face turn sad and wanted to reach out to wipe away her tears.

I wanted to bridge thousands of miles to smother her soft sob against my body.

******

I landed at a quarter past three, tomorrow is Melanie's birthday. I am taking all of my remaining leave and, after asking Luuk if I am welcome, he looks surprised I had doubted it.

I see them standing in the main hall, Melanie throwing herself at me, crying, as I hug the little condensed package of love to my body. I am crying myself, I missed her and Luuk. He's putting his arms around us as we stand in silence between the seething swarm of people at the airport, frozen in time, like a scene in a snow globe, only without snow.

******

I am waking up in the guest room, early, to a movement and realize I have a small creature lying next to me. Melanie has crawled into my bed and fallen asleep in my arms. I look at her sleeping face and give her little kisses on her cheek as she opens her eyes and looks at me, smiling.

"Happy birthday, sweetheart," I whisper as I stroke her hair and smile back, loving and hugging her tightly.

The party is a real children's birthday party, with friends and parents of friends.

In the afternoon my aunt calls to wish Melanie a happy birthday. Melanie tells her I am here and my Aunt wants to talk to me.

"Hi, Melanie. It has been a while since we have talked."

"True, last time was at the wedding, I believe?"

"Yes, I think so. I often think of you, Mel."

"I also think of you, too, Auntie."

We talked about everything and nothing for a while.

"I have to go. It has been nice speaking to you again, Mel. Please, take good care of them. I have to go. Bye," she says before hanging up.

I am standing here, with the phone in my hand...'Please, take good care of them?' What did she mean? Pensive, I give the phone back to Luuk and again take part in the princess dinner with cake and sweet beverages.

******

In the evening, I sit next to Luuk, with Melanie on my lap, as we watch a program about a little girl who is searching for all kinds of stuff. Melanie knows the episode, she knows every word. I gently caress her belly as she leans lazily against me.

"This is the best birthday ever," she shines and looks at me.

I smile at her and kiss her gently on the cheek. During her bedtime routine, she asks me if I am going to put her in bed. I watch, tenderly, how Luuk helps her get ready for bed. When she is laying on her bed, she stretches her arms out to me for a kiss.

Once we have her covered up and want to turn off the light, she looks at me. "Melanie, will you be my mommy?"

I break, feeling a tear roll down my cheek as I walk to her, stroke her cheek and kneel beside her bed.

"I would love to be your mommy but I can't, sweetheart."

She thinks for a moment.

"Why not? Don't you love me? Or, don't you love Daddy?"

I look at her for a moment and think deeply.

"I love you very, very much," I whisper softly. And softer yet, I say, "And I love your daddy even more but it can't be"

I caress her and walk to Luuk, wiping away a tear that is rolling over my cheek. He is watching us from the doorway.

******

We are sitting outside on the terrace, Luuk is in his kitchen, frantically busy with a bottle of wine and a cork-screw...I fear that the latter will win. Judging by the sounds, it is an unequal death struggle between man and cork. In my head, I am giving commentary, as in a boxing match.

I'm grinning stupidly as Luuk hands me a glass. He is sitting down next to me and looks at me.

"What?" he laughs as he looks at his glass. A piece of cork is floating like a small boat on a vast ocean. He picks it out and flicks it from his fingers.

"Damn things, corks," he says and takes a sip.

It is almost quiet and dark as we are gazing at the starry sky, except for the sound of the city in the background. It's peaceful, scents of blossom and freshly mown grass in the air.

"Did you mean what you said, earlier?" Luuk suddenly asks me, speaking softly and looking at me.

I look at him and I look away again.

"Yes" I say softly

I know what he is referring to and decide to keep no secrets from him any longer, I can now carry the consequences better than the uncertain pain I carried during recent years.

I can see him, looking at me, from the corner of my eye but I can't look at him so I am staring into the infinite abyss of the universe, of my despair as I feel a tear rolling down my cheek.

His warm hand is on my cheek, his thumb over my cheekbone, wiping away my tear. I put my hand on his and caress it as I feel his breath on my face, inches from me, and I turn to him, feeling his tender, loving lips on mine.

He kisses me, too short...

I open my eyes, look at him, wrap my arms around him, press my lips to his and touch his lips with my tongue. I feel his tongue against mine and, in one movement, crawl into his lap without breaking the kiss.

Our bodies are connected as one fluid being, not only with our lips but also with our intertwined souls.

We kiss and hug, his lips are on my neck and shoulders and he sniffs my scent. I kiss his neck, his ear and bury my nose in his hair inhaling his scent. Without words, he lifts me up and I wrap my arms around his neck, melting against his chest and gently kissing his neck as he carries me up the stairs to his room.

******

We are facing each other, looking into each other's eyes, he smiles, takes my face into his hands, his thumbs caressing my cheeks and kisses me softly. I feel his tongue over my lips, my teeth, my tongue, we find each other and the universe shrinks to a small ball of pure energy and lust.

He goes to his knees in front of me, puts his head against my belly and I stroke his hair. I love him.

"I love you Mel," he whispers softly.

"I love you, too, Luuk." I whisper while caressing his face, holding him against me.

"I want you," he says softly.

"Take me," I groan.

I am taking my shirt off while he hurriedly opens my pants. I feel the fabric slipping down my legs, followed by my panties leaving me standing before him, naked and vulnerable, automatically covering myself.

He is putting his head against my stomach again, his face against my bare skin, his breath on my belly and his gentle, inquisitive lips on my mound. He is smelling me and kissing me softly.

My legs feel like rubber, his lips are so close to what I want to give him. He stands and looks at my naked, vulnerable body. Without words, he picks me up and hugs me against him.

While in his arms, I'm a little girl being protected and loved. He is laying me on his bed and looking at me and, again, I feel the urge to cover myself as I look at him.

"You're beautiful Mel, the most beautiful woman I've ever seen." he whispers

I look at him and smile as I show myself, spreading my legs for him and showing my surrender.

"Take your clothes off Luuk, I want you," I whisper, panting in anticipation

Breathless, I watch as Luuk undresses himself in front of me. His body is perfect, not an athlete's, but certainly not chubby. I see his big, thick erection and I want to touch it.

He is crawling onto the bed with me, we are on our sides and looking at each other, our noses touching. Gently stroking, I feel his skin under my fingertips as my hand slides over his warm, throbbing erection.

Carefully, he gently and shyly caresses along the side of my breasts as I moan softly, encouraging him, I want him to touch me, I am his. I feel his thumb, as a cautious scout, go over my chest and I bend my back to offer myself.

I can feel my nipple sandwiched between his thumb and hand as his hand covers my breast and I moan as he gently kneads my breasts, sending a shock through my body and down to my womanhood.

I feel his lips as he kisses me gently on my neck and shoulders. I gently caress him and turn on my back as my I grasp his erection, desperately afraid of losing him. His lips are on my breast, my nipple in his mouth, I feel his tongue while he is gently sucking on me, a tingle going through my body and pulling at my heart, at my femininity.

I feel my moisture dripping out of me as he kisses my stomach and I feel an emptiness because I have to let go of his erection, he's out of my reach but I want him in my hand, I want him inside me.

I watch as he sits down between my legs and I feel insecure as he gently kisses my thighs, ever higher and ever closer to my opening...

What if I'm not beautiful?

I look at him and moan softly as I feel his hands and fingers opening me as he is looking at my center. I am so horny, I look at him and see how much he adores me, how he loves me, I am open to him.

He is putting his face between my legs and I can feel his breath on my opening. I moan as I feel his tongue on my labia, pushing my lips apart, licking along my opening and my clit and, as I feel him there, I fall back onto the pillows, panting and moaning his name. Groaning, I grab his head, claw at his hair and feel his tongue penetrate me as I spread my legs wider for him...opening myself, wanting him completely inside me.

I am pushing his face into me, pushing my pussy over him, moving faster and becoming rougher. I am pushing my clit against his nose and can feel his tongue deep inside me. Liquid emotions, from years of longing and lusting, swirl like lava in my abdomen, hot waves propagate, an explosion, at the speed of light through my body and I lose all control.

I moan, scream and my body is shaking over his face as I cum on my Luuk, my love.

I lie there, panting and giggling. Luuk is beside me and I gently caress him. He caresses me, more confident now, and gropes me...I want it, I want to be groped, my skin tingling, warm waves receding as I'm still shaking after my orgasm.

"Deflower me," I whisper.

He looks at me and gently kisses my neck as I lie beneath him, willingly opening my legs for him, feeling his erection against my swollen lips. He is gently caressing me, his hardness on my clit, past my opening.

I breathe briefly as I feel him sliding his hot, throbbing erection inside my opening, gently pushing some of it into me. I am looking at him, anxious and yearning

"Fuck me!" I cry, panting

I take a deep breath and scream as I feel him sliding further inside me, racking up a short, fierce and sharp pain. He stops and looks, questioningly, into my eyes. I smile at him and move my hips slightly, as a signal to continue...I want him!

I am panting and moaning as he pushes every millimeter of his hard erection into me, taking and stretching me. I groan as my cunt is pounding and protesting the feel of him so deep inside my body. I am looking at him, panting.

"Oh fuck, you're big!" I groan as I feel his glans brushing against my womb. I feel his throbbing heat deep inside me, stretching me.

"Fuck...ow...!" I gasp, enjoying his hard erection deep in me.

"Fuck me! Do it, fuck me hard!" I groan in despair.

I feel him pulling his dick out of me and my vagina tries to take its normal shape again then he thrusts himself back into me...rude, animalistic, he is claiming me and I let him, I subject myself to him.

I am moaning with each thrust of his cock, throbbing and thrusting deep inside me. I can hear the sounds of flesh against flesh, the slushing sounds of his dick in my wet hole and I can feel my moisture running down and into my ass crack. I no longer feel any shame.

I break the symphony of our bodies with a hard groan and I cum. I lose all control and I writhe spastic beneath him, my abdomen fixated by his throbbing heat deep inside me.

I can feel my muscles clenching around him, begging for his seed and with an animal growl, I get it! I can feel his cum squirting deep inside of me, against my womb, filling me.

Resting on his arms, he looks at me, panting, smiling, then kisses me tenderly, his dick in me waning. I feel his warm sperm in me.

"Fuck!" I almost shout.

He looks at me "What?"

"I um...I'm not really on birth control."

"Good," he laughs.

I am looking at him blankly as he evilly smiles. "If I made you pregnant, you will have to stay with me."

I look at him, my breath halted "Do you want me to stay with you?" I whisper.

"I want you with me, with us," he nods and kisses me.

"Oh god, Luuk, this is all I've ever wanted in my whole life, I never want to be apart from you again, ever" I cry as I put my arms around his neck and pull him towards me, I kiss him. His tender lips on mine, loving him, having him, my Luuk, my husband to be.

******

I am being awakened by a ray of sunlight but not from outside. Luuk is against me and I am against Melanie, she has sneaked into our bed during the night, and she is cuddling me.

I hold her in my arms and the first thing I see today is her smile, a ray of sunlight, only brighter and warmer.

"Will you be my mommy, now?" she asks me, whispering and smiling.

"Yes, sweetheart, I would really love to be your mommy!" I nod, in tears and pressing her against me.

******

"Do you want to know the gender?" the midwife asked.

Melanie is in Luuk's lap and together they gaze at the gray noise on the screen.

"I think it's a smurf," Melanie giggled as she pointed to a vague form on the screen and it did, in fact, resemble a smurf and we laughed.

"Yes, we want to know," I say softly while nervously watching Luuk.

"You will have a son," the midwife said, smiling.

Melanie jumps from Luuk's lap and leaps across the room.

"I get a little brother!"

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Well this was my first story in the English section.

Again I would like to thank my editor oldnakeddad for helping me out translating this story.

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