Room w View Ch. 07

Building on the fact that she was her father's favorite, Ferry described a combination of two events that shaped her life. She was just blossoming in puberty. Both insecure and curious about her newly arrived curves, she would often spend time looking at herself. With her mother frequently off on trips, her father working crazy hours, and her little sister in school, Ferry sometimes enjoyed an afternoon where she would strip and admire herself in the mirror. As she described it, it made her feel "grown up and sexy." One afternoon, her school was let out early because of a teacher's conference. Ferry arrived home to find no one around. Racing to her room, she pulled all her clothes off and checking herself out in the mirror tried to determine if her boobs had grown any in the last twenty-four hours. She wanted lunch and decided to be really daring. Opening her bedroom door, she checked the hallway and then stepped out.

"Kyle, my skin was all goosebumps and I could hardly breathe. Yet, I felt so alive and so sexy. Imagine a geeky sixteen-year old girl feeling sexy! But, that's what I was thinking."

She described going down to the kitchen and getting a soda and some chips. She enjoyed the movement of air over her naked skin. When she walked by a cabinet or a polished surface, she caught a glimpse of her naked body and felt so grown up. Heading back to her room, she sensed a movement. Her father was standing in the doorway. He looked at her naked body. Ferry froze. With her hands full, she could not even cover herself. Finally, her father spoke.

"Sweetie, I think you should go back to your room and get dressed."

Ferry burst into tears and ran upstairs. She told me she bawled her eyes out. Lying on her bed, she wished her father would come in and comfort her. What would he think of her? She craved his love and approval, now she had destroyed all that. Ferry dressed and went for a long bike ride. Maybe when she arrived home, she could talk with her father.

It was late in the afternoon when she came home. Her father's car was gone, but her mother's was there. She found her mother sitting at the kitchen counter with a tumbler of a dark liquid in front of her.

"Mom, is everything ok?" Of course, she feared her father had told her mother about finding their daughter running naked through the house. Now, not only had she lost her father's respect, but her mother would also think she was a tramp.

"It's your father," her mother said and took a long drink of something that smelled strong even at the distance Ferry stood. Ferry's stomach clinched. Her mother was going to tell her what an awful girl she was.

Tears formed in her mother's eyes. She looked at Ferry and then opened her arms. Ferry ran to her and they embraced. Her mother said into her ear, "He's left us."

The words made no sense. What did she mean he'd left us? Left us where? How?

"I don't understand, Mom."

"It's quite simple, dear. Your father has abandoned me, you and your sister. He has moved out. He has destroyed this family."

Ferry felt as if she'd been kicked. Immediately, she connected her father seeing her naked with the fact that he left. She was convinced it was her fault. Sobbing she said, "It's all my fault. I'm sorry, Mom. It's all my fault."

Her mother tried to comfort her. "No, dear, it's only his fault. His own selfish fault."

Ferry was torn between telling her mother why her father left and fearing what her mother would say. She just kept hugging her mom. Her mother said she had to go and pick up her sister from a friend's house.

"How am I going to explain to her that we're all alone now?"

Later that night, her sister came to Ferry's room. She had been crying and her sister crawled in bed next to her. "Why did daddy leave, Ferry?"

Ferry fought the urge to answer because your sister is a slut. Instead she pulled her sister to her and the two of them cried themselves to sleep.

Ferry paused in her story. I switched to work on her other foot.

"This feels so good, Kyle. Thank you."

"I'm sorry to hear about your father leaving. Surely, you understand that it probably had absolutely nothing to do with him catching you as he did."

"I do now, but then I was full of guilt. To make up for it, especially since I couldn't confess it to anyone, I determined I would never act that way again. So, I can trace my hang-up on never walking around naked. In my apartment, Kyle, it was ok, since I felt it was just my bedroom. Even so, I always liked to put something on after we made love. When I saw you in your apartment, I freaked. I wanted you to cover up. It was the only 'proper' way to be. Being naked outside your bedroom was wrong. Obviously, when I learned about other people looking at you through your window, well, that blew my mind to use an old cliché. Also, I felt abandoned by my father. At my age that was a powerful emotion. So, to add to my pile of psychoses, I now mistrusted men and any sign of infidelity or a break in trust was enough to send me running away."

Ferry stretched her legs and I could see the crotch of her yellow panties. I willed my eyes away and kept rubbing her foot.

"So, what I've come to find out that my father and mother split for reasons not any way connected to him finding me without clothes. He didn't know I would be home. He had come to pack a bag so he would be gone by the end of the day. It took a while to see it, but he and my mother had drifted apart. As much as I loved her, and still do, I now recognize she's a difficult woman and probably even more difficult to live with. Unfortunately, as a teenager I did not see that. With my mother's subtle encouragement, I began to hate my father. I refused to see him or talk with him. I knew it hurt him and I was happy I could do that. Funny, it was after college that I began to rebuild my relationship with him. Now, we are as close as ever. I love him to pieces. As for mom, she is on husband number three and I think that will soon be over."

Ferry pulled her knees up. I could see her panties stretching against her crotch and even a shallow camel toe. "Thanks, that felt great. I really should be going."

I reached for her hand. "Ferry, I can imagine how hard it was to tell me all this information. I appreciate your courage. I wonder if now you think there might be a chance that you and I could work on rebuilding our relationship?"

Ferry pulled her hand away and hugged herself. "I suppose that may be part of the reason I wanted to spill my guts like this. I understand a bit now that your desire to walk around naked was not anything that you saw as harming our relationship. In addition to therapy, I've done a lot of reading on exhibitionism. I wouldn't say I completely get the sexual thrill part, but I also understand that it was important and exciting to you. But, I have to tell you that I don't know if I can get past the fact that you exposed me to another woman. That, Kyle, is something I'm still working on."

I started to speak, but Ferry asked me to stop. "Kyle, I'm wasted. I'm going to get dressed and go home. I do promise, however, that we will have another time to talk. Honestly, I don't think I could listen to you now."

Ferry rose and went to the bedroom to get dressed. In a few minutes, she was pulling on her shoes and getting ready to leave.

"Let me take you home," I said.

"Just call me a cab," she replied. Then with a wide grin, "And, this time, you don't need to give me any money."

She kissed my cheek and left the suite. I called down and asked the concierge to have a cab waiting.

There was so much to process from what Ferry told me. I doubted I would sleep much tonight thinking about every word she said. But, I needed to do something first.

I knocked on Annie's door. "Anyone home?" I called out.

"No, there is no one here. And if there were, she would be still digging a hole to climb into."

"Annie, open up. Let me in."

After a couple minutes without hearing from her, I saw the knob move. I waited a minute, tried the door and it moved.

Annie was curled on her bed dressed in a tee shirt and shorts. After a short internal debate, I climbed in behind her and spooned her.

"It's ok, Annie," I said.

"No, it's not."

"Yes, it is. There's no harm done. It was nothing really," I tried to convince her. "Hey, so you were naked. I like you naked."

Annie turned on the bed and we lay face to face.

"Kyle, you don't get it, do you?"

"Guess not."

"It wasn't you seeing me naked. Here I was in all my fat ass glory in front of an incredibly beautiful woman, a former co-worker and a potential future co-worker. She was sitting there perfectly coiffed, dressed in something that wouldn't fit around my fucking leg and I'm doing the bouncy-bouncy in the nude. It's humiliating."

She turned away from me again.

I put my hand across her tummy and pulled her to me.

"Kyle, please don't."

"I'm just holding you."

"No you're touching my gross belly. God, I'm surprised you aren't puking."

She tried to pry my hand away, but I resisted. "Turn over. I want to hold you."

Annie remained motionless. I gently tugged at her middle. Slowly she turned and I pulled her to me. Her head rested on my shoulder and I ran my hand up and down her back.

"Annie, I hope you never believe that I think of you that way. I try to tell you how pretty you are. If you weren't my colleague, I'd also be telling you how sexy you are."

She turned her face up to look at me.

"Now, I know you're shitting me."

"No, Annie, if circumstances were different, I wouldn't just be rubbing your back."

Annie smiled weakly. "It's ok, Kyle, I'll call and get you an appointment with the eye doctor."

I didn't know how to get through to her. Thinking I may be jumping off a tall building without a parachute, I slipped my free hand onto her breast. She was wearing no bra and I felt her breast under her shirt. Her nipple hardened as I made contact.

"Oh, my god," she said. She moved her thigh between my legs and felt the hard rod. "Oh, my god, you're turned on."

"I'm a guy and I'm touching a really attractive female. An erection is the normal and preferred reaction."

Annie laughed. She rubbed her thigh along my erection a couple times and then turned back on her side, pushing her ample behind into my crotch. I resisted the urge to thrust back and instead just let my erection rest between her cheeks.

"Can you stay a little bit?" she asked.

"As long as you'd like."

Annie took my hand and guiding it under her shirt, placed it on her naked right breast. "Thank you, Kyle."

"Kyle, did you ever think that maybe just once we could..."

I knew what she was leading to and I also had thought about having sex with her.

"Annie, yes, I have thought about it. But, I'm afraid the answer is no."

"Because you don't find me attractive?"

I squeezed her breast and pushed my erecting snuggly between her cheeks. "You really think that?"

Annie giggled and pushed back with her bottom. "Hey, any port in a storm."

"Annie, you're not any port. But at the risk of carrying the metaphor too long, you are a safe harbor. I want us to be able to work together and not have to worry about how it might affect sex between us. I doubt if I will ever hold you like this again. Though, I would want to. A lot."

"So, it's because we work together, you won't sleep with me once."

"Yes," I said and kissed the back of her neck. "Also, I know once would never be enough."

We lay in this position for a long time, the air thick with the implications of what we'd just said to each other. In spite of the intimacy of our position, we soon drifted to sleep. I had dreams of Annie straddling me and fucking the shit out of me. The image would then morph to Ferry riding me for all I was worth. I pictured her toned naked body and the out-of-character tattoo of the dwarf thrusting into her pubic mound. Next, Annie was back on my dick and Ferry was rubbing her pussy on my face as the two of them played with each other's boobs. I awoke early the next morning with major wood and my hand still grasping Annie's delicate breast. Easing myself out of bed, I went to my shower, rinsed and masturbated until I had a knee-bending orgasm.

I dried and debated about dressing. After last night I wondered if maybe Annie and I had crossed a line that could not be uncrossed. Going back and forth, I decided to try to reestablish normal between Annie and me. As strange as it sounded, normal spurred me to walk out of my bedroom naked.

Annie was making pancakes. She wore an apron, but I was staring at her naked butt.

"Morning," I called out and poured coffee.

"Morning, Kyle," Annie replied and looked over her shoulder to see me sipping from my mug. She smiled seeing me naked. "Have it ready in a second."

Annie piled two plates with hot pancakes and brought them over to where I stood. We had fallen into the habit of standing at the kitchen counter to eat breakfast. It just seemed more natural as we never wore clothes this early in the morning. Since we moved our operations to the new office, there was no risk of someone interrupting us.

"Feeling better?" I asked.

"Mean, feeling less like a babbling baby?"

"Annie, about last night..."

"Hey, that's make a great title for a movie," she quipped. I guessed she was trying to avoid talking about what happened between us.

"Annie, we need to discuss it."

She swallowed a mouthful of pancakes, drank some coffee and turned to face me. I looked at her naked flesh.

"Annie, I apologize for getting so touchy last night. I wanted to snuggle and it went a bit too far. I never want to do anything that would make working together uncomfortable for either of us."

"Did it disgust you?"

"Hell, no, it turned me on. But, we cannot have that kind of relationship. I'm your boss. I know that sounds like I'm an asshole, but it's a fact. I should not be making any advances. Last night I was out of bounds and I ask you to forgive me."

"Why? Are you afraid I'll report you or make a complaint?"

"No, but are you upset?"

"Kyle, I enjoyed being close to you. I loved your touch on my breast. I loved the feel of your hard cock up against my ass. I even loved the lies you told me about finding me sexy. So, no I'm not going to complain, but I am also not going to delude myself into thinking it was anything other than a mercy snuggle. And, as nice as it sounded, I think if we did it once, you would not be looking for more."

She was tearing up again. I wanted to argue with her and tell her she was wrong. In fact it was a mercy snuggle. I caught myself. No, it was more than that and yes, I could have easily made love to her. I knew she would be a giving and receptive lover.

"Ok, truth time," I said. "Yes, I went to you because I knew you were embarrassed and probably beating yourself up. I also wanted to make you feel better. So, I thought maybe a snuggle would help. But, honest to God, Annie, I was aroused because you turned me on. Annie you mean a lot to me. You are a wonderful co-worker and, I hope, a friend. At this time, that's going to be it."

"Hell, I can live with that." She smiled weakly and stood there. I opened my arms and we moved toward each other. Embracing her, I enjoyed the feeling of her flesh pressed against me.

Stepping back I asked, "We ok?"

"Yeah, we're ok." Annie smiled and started cleaning up. I helped and we filled the dishwasher and started it.

"What's on for today?" she asked.

"Truth, I'm still tired. Think I'll take a nap and then just hang around."

"Hoping she'll call?"

I know I blushed. I shrugged.

"Ok, I'm going shopping. I actually think I can fit into smaller-sized pants. So, look out mall."

In my room, I pulled my cell and texted my go-to source for guidance.

A few minutes later my phone buzzed.

"Hey, handsome, nice to feel you reaching out."

Even if there were no double entendre contained in her comment, Diana's voice made my dick get thick.

"Hi, thanks for getting back to me. How are you doing?"

"I'm sure that's why you called me. I'm back in Boston for a week. I was hoping you'd be around."

I explained what was going on in KC.

"So, you and Ferry talked. That's good."

The good part was that Ferry told me about her past and how that influenced her today. The bad part was that she still was angry that I undressed her while Diana watched. I explained all that to Diana.

"I can understand her feeling. I'd say it probably is indignation," said Diana.

"What do I do?" I asked.

"Kyle, this may seem hard for you, but do nothing."

"But, I really want Ferry to know that I want her back."

"Patience," she said. Diana then said she had to go.

I napped and later I watched some baseball until Annie arrived back at the suite, arms laden with bags. She modeled her new clothes and they looked great. She suggested an evening in. We ordered from room service and watched a couple movies. By nine o'clock, I was ready for sleep.

The next day we opted to drive out to Independence and spend some time at the Harry Truman library. Truman was one of my heroes and I enjoyed living in his shoes for a bit. The only distraction was checking my phone every ten minutes to see if Ferry called. Finally, Annie demanded I give her the phone. I protested, she insisted and I handed it over. It allowed me to enjoy the rest of my visit. The second we were back in the parking lot I demanded the phone. No calls, no messages.

After a great steak dinner at a local restaurant, we were in our respective beds early.

I was in our new office at eight when Alice said there was a call.

"Ferry?"

"Hi, Kyle. Look, I'll get to the point. Set up something with Agnes here in our office for Wednesday afternoon. There will be five of us, maybe a couple more who are trying to reschedule court appearances. You can let us know who will be on your side. I suggest you have Annie get in touch with Will Goy, he's our practice manager. They can work out all the details. Kyle, I can't emphasize strongly enough that this is a get to know you meeting. We will listen to Agnes, but do not count on any answers or commitments. Understood?"

"Absolutely. I think your people will like what Agnes has to say. We'll get working on the details right away. Tell Will that Annie will call within the hour. Is there anything else, Ferry?"

We both knew I was fishing to see if she thought any more about the two of us. After a short pause, Ferry said, "Do you think Dino's Deli can fix another lunch?"

"Pretty sure they can."

"Same place and time," she said and was gone.

I called Agnes with the good news. We spent nearly an hour discussing strategy. She asked me to join her. I suggested Annie sit in to take notes and she agreed. Annie called Will Goy and she said she was going to their office to work on details. I had some work to do on Jerome's latest offer for a web design firm in St. Louis. I managed to sneak some time to order lunch. Rushing out the door, I shouted to Alice that I'd be back later.

I was sitting on the same stone bench in the park waiting for Ferry. In a few minutes, she walked briskly toward me. I rose with a broad smile across my face. She looked great in her navy skirt and tan blouse. He toned legs ate up the walkway.

I help up the boxed lunches. Using her left hand this time, Ferry smacked me hard across the face. Damn, if her left wasn't just as strong as her right.

"Both of these the same," she said eying the boxes.

I nodded and she grabbed the one from my right hand. Sitting, she opened the box and began eating.

"Aren't you joining me?" she asked in a sugar sweet voice.

"What was that slap for?" I said and touched my cheek to feel the heat.

"Oh, I got a call today."

My mind raced. Could Annie have called and discussed our night in bed?