Mica looked from his mother to Sheila and then back towards his mother again, not knowing what to answer.
“Mother….stop meddling! We are both adults yes so if we want to date or not that is up to us jeez, please don’t spoil the little bit of relax time I have this weekend! Because you put your self in the dating market again does not mean we have to please!” Micah firmly stated a bit annoyed with his mother for putting him on the spot like that.
“Oh and don’t forget who you are talking too mother, you might be the one who gave birth to me but don’t forget, I ask respect from everybody in my household and that includes family too, especially family!” Micah stated before getting up.
“Yes, yes I know, I did not mean to disrespect the Don! But I do want you to be happy and also Sheila can use some healthy doses of happiness I gather so why not combine the two huh? Anyways I have said what I want to say so I will leave you too it, have a nice afternoon and maybe I will see you at dinner!” Anastasia said with a smile after which she turned and walked away, leaving Micah scratching the back of his head.
Sheila decided to keep her mouth shut, not wanting to upset Micah more then he already was after this surprise conversation with Micah’s mother.
After Mica got himself another drink he sat back down again and took a thoughtful sip of the cold liquid.
“What do you think?” He suddenly broke the silence.
“Sorry? What do you mean Micah?” Sheila replied facing him again.
“About what my mother suggested…us dating” Came Micah’s somewhat hesitant reply.
Sheila raised an eyebrow at him.
“About us dating?….uhm don’t know” Sheila replied a bit sheepishly.
“Yeah me neither….don’t get me wrong….your not ugly or anything…or because you are pregnant but….I just don’t…you know Sheila I have grown to like you over these past months, we might be even friends….I think? But lots of things has happened and not only between you and me so I don’t know at this point, we still have not caught the killer who is behind the attack of Carlos so yeah”
Sheila nodded in understanding as she watched him from under her eyelashes.
There was no denying, Don Micah was a handsome man, powerfully and also dangerous not to forget! Could she do then what his mother suggested? She contemplated, could she start something more serious then they had now and would she even want to? She thought looking at him.
“Yeah I think we are friends now yes and I understand what you are saying…well most of part anyways, like the part of Carlos for sure….I just don’t want to uhm….be a burden to you so yeah let’s just stay like this and if we want too then we’ll, like your mother said, we are adults so” Sheila replied somewhat shyly.
Micah looked at her with a small smile.
Then, to her surprise he leaned in and tucked a strand of wear hair behind her ear while gazing deep into her eyes, making her heart do a tiny flip flop…
“You are not a burden Sheila, you are a guest in my house, a friend so don’t say you are a burden because you are not, truly!” he husked.
“Well I know I am not exactly planed especially after all what happened and me being pregnant and all so, I would not be surprised if you would.…” she started, but Micah silenced her, by planting his lips against hers in small, sweet but unexpected kiss.
The moment their lips brush against each other, she feels tiny sparks and she opens her mouth a little as he nibbled on her bottom lip, seeking entrance.
Once she opened up to him, Micah slid his tongue between her lips and entangled his with hers in a unexpected, but not unwelcome, delicious dance of…whatever the hell this was…
Slowly Sheila wrapped her arms around Micah neck as he gently pushed her backwards as he started exploring every corner of her mouth that still tasted a bit fruity because of the drink she had a short while ago.
Micah groaned as he heard Sheila’s soft moans ringing in his ears. He felt his pants getting tighter and tighter as he own aroused made itself known.
Lost in the sensation of their kiss, that was only supposed to be a small pack on the lips from his side, turned into a full blown make out session as the slowly lost track of time and their surroundings…
Micah watched her trough hooded eyelids as he felt her body shiver underneath his touch as he started to explore her curvaceous body with his warm hands.
As his deftly fingers finally landed on her supple breasts, Sheila sighed in pleasure and arched her back, giving Micah more access to her aching, needy buds who had become now as hard as diamonds under the skilled touch of his Micah’s fingers.
Then he leaned forward and grabbed her round bud between his lips and gently but firmly started sucking on it, making Sheila starting to see stars explode behind her closed eyelids.
With one hand she grabbed his hair and started tugging it, making a growl escape Micah’s throat.
With her other hand she slowly and sensually started to explore his upper body and opened his some extra buttons of his dress shirt, making him hum an approval.
After some seconds she used her second hand and made quick work of the last buttons until she reached the top of his pants and waited a brief moment, to see Micah’s reaction…
Which came in the form by feeling his steel pipe twitch under her touch…
“Don’t stop!” He whispered in her ear and started to remove the rest of her towel while she let her hands drop to his waist and unzipped his pants in one go.
“Oh my!” Sheila gasped when she saw the outline of his well endowed package…
Micah groaned as her fingers touched his mushroom head trough his boxers which was already leaking pre-cum.
At the same time he found her tiny jewel between her thighs and started striking it she wrapped her hand around his head and used his pre-cum as lubricant.
Slowly they started to build a steady rhythm, pleasuring each other. Both their hands slick with each other’s arousal as the climbed the ladder towards their mutual goal…
As the temperature in their bodies came to epic heights they both exploded as they tumbled over the edge into bliss.
Both still high of their post-orgasmic bliss, still lost in their moment of shares pleasure, they didn’t realized yet that they had gathered an unexpected and unwanted audience…
Until a voice coming from behind them, rudely woke them up from their blissfully state, trowing them back into reality…
“What is going on here?!!”…