Fierce novel Chapter Two

Homecoming

I chased her across town into a posh residential district. Before long she slowed her car. I saw she was turning into a driveway with a stone wall with an automatic gate. As the gate opened, I couldn’t help but notice a sign that read: “This estate under constant video surveillance.” When the gate was fully open, she eased into the compound of a beautiful home. Since it was dark, I couldn’t see all the details as I followed her in, but I could see this was a beautiful home. To my left, Alexa pulled to the opening door of her 3-car garage. She pointed to the circle driveway that looped around an ornate water feature directly in front of the entry double doors. As Alexa entered the drive, I pulled off to the front doors and parked my truck. Getting out, I looked at the home and was completely awed. The home was all stone in front and appeared to be an estate. Pillars up in front of a rounded entryway with broad rounded steps. The steps lead to a generous porch arrayed with chairs, a couch, and a table. The front exterior had carriage lights that provided a soft, warm inviting light. I was very nervous as I waited for Alexa to invite me in.

I heard the garage door close and noticed lights coming on in the home. Alexa opened the door with a big sweet smile on her face. “Welcome to my home James,” she said stepping aside to allow me to step in. Upon entering the foyer, I noticed the tiled floor was a pink marble. Looking forward It was clear this home looked smaller from the front as it extended back as far as I could see. To my left, I noticed a closet presumably for coats and to my right a formal sitting room. Alexa cut my gawking short as she took me by the arm and ushered me forward. I followed her into the home passing a hall I assumed went into the garage as we emerged into a beautiful kitchen. A large center island with a dual sink central, cabinetry all around and to my right a large breakfast nook with a table. The entire kitchen richly appointed with custom cabinetry and granite. The color scheme was subtle as the dark flecks in the pink granite counter tops tied the dark mahogany cabinetry in perfectly. I looked towards the back of the home and saw the large family room open to the kitchen.

Alexa let go of my arm and invited me to help myself to a beer in her refrigerator. “James pour me a glass of wine too, please. I need to go change and I will be back in a few. Please make yourself at home.” She left the kitchen headed into the family room and made a sharp left into a hallway. “Ok, thank you.” I called after her. I opened her refrigerator thrilled to see she had my favorite craft beer. A Scottish ale. It was not surprising that her favorite wine, Moscato was also in there. I went to her cabinet and quickly located a wine glass and a bottle opener. As I poured her wine, it occurred to me that Alexa does not like beer. Why would she have a six-pack of beer? My countenance dropped a bit. She may very well have a boyfriend. I noticed I was shuffling my feet and gently biting my lip as I pondered this likely truth.

I was so preoccupied that I didn’t hear her return. As I realized she was back, I tried to straighten up and smile. She cocked her head and moved towards me and her wineglass. She was wearing a white satin robe and some cute strappy, flat sandals. The open toes allowed her deep red toes to peek out. My face broke into a smile and for a moment I forgot about my recent musing.

“James, you are a good boy. You got my wine and found a beer quickly, well done.” She teased as she closed the distance to me and her wine. I could smell that she applied a tantalizing perfume. She took her glass in her left hand and placed the other under my chin. Lifting my chin up slightly to look directly in my eyes, she asked. “What is wrong are you not happy to be here with me?” Oh my gosh my band of wild butterflies came crashing back. How can I ask her if she has a boyfriend? We were very close in college, but many years have gone by since then. Besides, I am not the jealous type. Alexa should live her life any way she sees fit. My insect buddies were making me very tense. I knew if I asked her if she had a boyfriend, my mouth would betray me.

She was so patient in allowing me to ponder my next question. As I considered telling her a lie about some problem at work, she dropped her hand to my chest. I looked down thinking perhaps I spilled some beer or had a little stain on my shirt. Then she gently flicked my nipple with her fingernail, and I smiled back at her. My butterflies melted under her touch as did my defenses. “James are you going to tell me what’s wrong or shall I tease it out of you?” “Well I am so glad to see you Alexa and I missed you so much. You look better than ever and I can’t believe what a beautiful car and home you have.” Oh no here I go again my mouth is running with no filter. How did I become such a hot mess? Alexa moved her hand to my left nipple and continued to arouse me. “James, I appreciate the compliments but are you going to tell me what stole your smile a few moments ago?”

She stood close to me her face just inches from mine. Her nails continued their magic, and I lost all inhibition. I became putty and to my horror my mouth started back up. “To tell you the truth, my problem is you have the beer!” “James this doesn’t sound like a problem since you like beer.” “Well that’s a good point but you don’t like beer Alexa!” Alexa cocked her head and smiled her smile. Then sweetly she said. “That’s why I asked you to pour me wine. I am confused where the problem lies can you be more direct?” Before I could try to regain my composure, my mouth opened and out flew 800 butterflies. “Do you keep beer here for your boyfriend? Do you have a boyfriend?”

As soon as the words left my mouth, I felt relieved and foolish. Her nipple attention halted, and I was sure she would ask me to leave. My countenance fell noticeably. She still wore the curious smile but her hand slid up to my cheek. “Oh sweetie, I understand now why you were sad. You thought the beer was for my boyfriend. No, James I do not have a boyfriend. To be honest, the beer is for my girlfriend.” When she said she didn’t have a boyfriend, my mind felt the fourth of July was beginning and I almost broke out in dance. Then she finished by admitting the truth and I kept my composure, but I felt crushed inside.

“Alexa, I never knew of your attraction to girls. I mean, I understand, as we have discussed men can be such a bore. So great, I am glad you are happy. I can’t wait to meet her.” “Oh, you know her well, James. But let’s move to dinner I am hungry, and I assume you are too. Does steak, baked potato and broccoli sound good?” “Sound good?! That sounds great!” At that, Alexa took me by the hand and led me to the refrigerator. Upon opening the door, she pulled me next to her. Our hips touched, and she pointed at the drawer. “James, be a dear and grab that stuff in the drawer.” I reached in and grabbed the food as instructed. She led me back to the island. “Just put the food there for now. I need to grab an apron.” Said Alexa as she headed to what appeared to be the pantry. I took a moment to sip my beer and admire the steaks and broccoli.

Alexa spent a minute selecting potatoes and grabbing the apron. I looked at the apron she held as she moved back towards me. It was powder pink and trimmed in black. It looked super cute. It had writing on the front, but I could not see it as she had the apron gathered in one hand. I was getting excited to see how it would look on her. She saw me eyeing the apron. “Its super cute is it not?” I just nodded as she set down the potatoes near the other food. “I really can’t wait to see how it fits!” I said honestly paying Alexa close attention. “That’s the spirit James and I too am curious.” She turned the apron and spread it deftly flipping the strap over my neck. She quickly grabbed the waist ties and hugged me as she tied the apron on me. She startled me and I just started laughing. She moved her hands near my armpits and moved them down, smoothing the apron, and then I could read the front as she stepped back to admire the fit. It fit perfectly and read, “Kitchen Bitch”. She just did a little whistle. “You look cute in that.” Then she took my hands and gave me a little peck on the lips.

Looking into my eyes with a sweet smile she asked, “Did you notice the beer is your favorite?” “Yeah, I meant to tell you it is my favorite. But it’s not available here where did you find this?” “James, I was expecting you, so I had some shipped from Florida. But we can catch up over dinner. You know where the food is, get familiar with your kitchen and your grill is out by the pool.” She pointed at the sliding doors past the spacious living room. “I have a bit of work to do while you cook my dinner, then we should have the entire evening.” She reached up and tweaked both of my nipples and gave me another little kiss. Then she walked into the family room to a reclining loveseat and I could see a laptop computer. I stood there in my apron trying to get my brain around all that she said and did. “Oh sweetie, fill up my wine and bring it over, please.” Commanded Alexa in a very sexy tone. I walked into the family room with her wine and set it next to her chair. She looked up at me, smiled and winked. “Alexa, do you really want me to wear this apron?” “James, are you kidding? You might ruin your work clothes if you don’t. Besides, I had it made special for you and it looks so cute. Make sure you get a peek in the mirror.” “Alexa, are you sure?” “Sweetie do you remember our long conversations in college. Have you forgotten our hard work in the Female Empowerment Movement (FEM)? You asked who the beer was for I answered honestly, my girlfriend. Did you forget so much? Now please I have some work to accomplish and I do not want my workload increased by having to find another girlfriend, ok?” With this she smiled sweetly, and I leaned over for another kiss. “Off ya go James slave in the kitchen cause I’m hungry!” I smiled and turned to comply, and, in that moment, I got a pat on the ass to hasten my return to the kitchen and Alexa’s dinner.