The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)
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				Title: <strong>The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NinaN</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 05:59:17</strong>
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				Clint Jamison is a sales representative for a local manufacturer.&nbsp; Or rather, Clint was a sales representative.&nbsp; Since the downturn in the economy, Clint has been unemployed for the past 14 months or so.&nbsp; <br><br>Being unemployed had been difficult in many ways, but at least, there is one positive.&nbsp; Shortly before the layoff that put Clint out of work, his divorce was finalized and Clint became the permanent caretaker of the family dog, Jesse, a mocha colored labrador retriever and poodle mix, or just, labradoodle.<br><br>Having a dog at home can be a problem for a working individual, but for Clint, having a dog was great for companionship, and, being unemployed, he was able to provide Jesse with the attention he craved.<br><br>Having a background in sales, Clint had learned to live his life on a schedule.&nbsp; The alarm went off each morning at 7:00.&nbsp; There was a half hour to do his toilet, shower, and shave, and then 45 minutes to feed Jesse and have breakfast.&nbsp; And then, out for an hour walk that began at 8:15.&nbsp; The rest of his day, filled mostly with job search activities, was equally regimented.<br><br>Clint had changed his dog walking route recently, for no other reason than he was bored with his previous route.&nbsp; But his current route took him through some interesting neighborhoods with lots of interesting things for Jesse to sniff, and interesting landscapes for Clint to watch.&nbsp; Not to mention, sometimes he would run into another walker, or a person leaving for work or watering their lawn.&nbsp; Clint always had a pleasant greeting and a smile, which accompanied him most everywhere he went.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 06:40:23</strong>
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				Grace Sandleman looked at the clock on the microwave.&nbsp; Eight-thirty.&nbsp; Every weekday was the same for her.&nbsp; Wake up at seven.&nbsp; Shower, dress, feed the fish.&nbsp; Have her coffee and goof off for a little bit, and then, by nine, sit down to work.&nbsp; Stay put until lunch time, eat, and then back on the clock for a few more hours.&nbsp; When she had graduated from college, this is not where she saw herself in five years, but here she was.<br><br>She threw her black, wavy hair into a ponytail, and looked down at herself.&nbsp; She wore yoga pants and a tank top.&nbsp; There was no need to be fancy.&nbsp; Her dress code was whatever she wanted it to be.&nbsp; Her feet were bare, her toenails painted a pale pink.&nbsp; She wore no makeup; why bother?&nbsp; It wasn't like she ever saw anyone except a neighbor here and there.<br><br>She grabbed the coffee as soon as it was done, pouring herself a cup, and took a deep breath, smiling.&nbsp; Yum.&nbsp; Usually, she drank her coffee outside on her porch, but the past few days, she had stayed in, starting work early because they had needed her on a special project.&nbsp; She grabbed the book she was currently reading, Lean Mean Thirteen, one of the Stephanie Plum books by Janet Evanovich, and opened her door.&nbsp; Walking outside, she put her book and coffee down on the little table next to the porch swing, and walked down the steps and through the small yard to check the mail.&nbsp; Her small house was in an older neighborhood, where the mailboxes were still in front of each house, and the mail carrier knew everyone.<br><br>She opened the box at the curb, and pulled out a small stack of envelopes.&nbsp; Bills and junk mail, mostly, and what looked like a wedding invitation.&nbsp; She looked at the return address; it was from an old college friend.&nbsp; Grace sighed.&nbsp; Another one bites the dust.&nbsp; Marriage wasn't anywhere in her own future.&nbsp; It would be hard to get married if she never had the opportunity to meet anyone.&nbsp; That's what she got for accepting a job with a company located in a different city.<br><br>As Grace shut the little door to the mailbox, she heard the bark of a dog, and turned her head toward the sound.&nbsp; There, coming in her direction, was a dog unlike one she had ever seen before.&nbsp; She vaguely wondered what it was.&nbsp; Behind the dog was a man, older than she was.&nbsp; "Well, hello, there," she said to the dog, and then smiled at its owner.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NinaN</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 16:03:44</strong>
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				Jesse was a friendly dog, and very friendly when it came to meeting strangers.&nbsp; Normally, he was the perfect gentleman when he was on leash, but the mere idea that a stranger might be paying him the slightest attention made him forget his training altogether and tug at his leash wildly to meet his new friend.<br><br>Jesse’s ‘new friend’ that day was a younger woman at the end of her walk, checking her mail.&nbsp; Jesse was on high alert as soon as he saw her.&nbsp; Spotting the focus of Jesse’s attention, Clint’s first reaction was to tug on Jesse’s leash, his command to heal.&nbsp; His second reaction was to have a good look at the woman for himself.&nbsp; She was dressed casually, probably in the clothes she threw on while getting ready for work, and was busy with the mailbox, unaware of their presence.<br><br>Clint was just about to quicken his pace in an attempt to meet her before she went back into her house when Jesse saved him the trouble by barking his greeting to the woman.&nbsp; Clint smiled to himself, and whispered to Jesse, “Good dog.”&nbsp; <br><br>Sometimes Jesse’s disobedience could be quite fortunate, and Clint was quite pleased with Jesse when the woman turned her head toward the approaching pair and greeted Jesse with a friendly, “Well, hello there.”&nbsp; Clint was immediately attracted to the friendly tone&nbsp; of her voice, and by the easy way she smiled at him when she looked up from the dog to the dog’s master.<br><br>As they drew close, Clint made an effort to slow them down and issued a perfunctory, “Heel,” command, knowing that Jake was too intent on greeting the stranger who had spoken to him to listen to the mere command of his master.&nbsp; When it was obvious that Jesse was not going to heel, or sit, or anything else resembling obedience, Clint chuckled a little self-consciously and said, “I’m guessing he likes you.&nbsp; My name is Clint, by the way, and the disobedient worshipper you seem to have attracted is Jesse.&nbsp; He’s very friendly if you’d like to pet him,”<br><br>Clint had brought Jesse to a complete halt about a foot and a half from the woman with Jesse straining at the end of his leash, head thrust forward and nose going a mile a minute.&nbsp; While Jesse used his nose, Clint was using his eyes, giving the girl a more thorough once over, which ended, with the fingers of her left hand.&nbsp; He smiled inwardly when he saw no ring there.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 16:42:14</strong>
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				Grace leaned in and stroked Jesse's head, laughing as he leaned in and nuzzled her head.&nbsp; "You really <em>are</em> a friendly one!"&nbsp; She looked at the dogs' owner, smiling, her eyes twinkling.&nbsp; "He's adorable.&nbsp; I'm Grace, by the way."&nbsp; <br><br>She continued to stroke the dog, stratching him behind the ear.&nbsp; "I haven't seen you around here before.&nbsp; Are you two new to the neighborhood?"&nbsp; Grace had lived here for four years, having bought the house soon after she had graduated from college.&nbsp; She'd met most of her neighbors soon after.&nbsp; They were a friendly bunch, most of them older than her, with teenaged children or kids who were young adults like herself.<br><br>She looked away from Jesse toward Clint.&nbsp; He was handsome, with a nice smile and pretty eyes.&nbsp; She pictured him with a wife and kids at home, maybe little children, and smiled at the thought.&nbsp; It was the life she used to envision for herself, before she'd effectively cut herself off from humanity.&nbsp; She really needed to get out more.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NinaN</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 17:25:09</strong>
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				Since his divorce, Clint had not been very active with dating or socializing with women.&nbsp; Perhaps it was a psychological defense, but he just had found much that attracted him, so what contact he had with the opposite sex was very casual and non-threatening, to him.<br><br>But Gracie was different.&nbsp; He sensed that when he first heard her voice.&nbsp; Maybe, without knowing it, he was sensing her need and was drawn to that, as the need was mutual.<br><br>“No, I’ve lived here for over a year now,” he found himself saying, “over that way, about three blocks from here.”&nbsp; He stopped himself from explaining further, about how he had just recently change his walking route out of boredom, and finished instead with a compliment, “Gracie, that’s a very nice name.&nbsp; I’m glad to be meeting you, Gracie.”&nbsp; He said, offering her a winning smile.<br><br>For Clint, always the salesman, a smile was a tool that he used often.&nbsp; It could put a person at ease, or encourage a decision to say yes, or even seal the deal.&nbsp; Clint smiled now to put Gracie at her ease.<br><br>Clint knew, if there was a connection taking place here, she would be back, and they would talk again, but for now, there was one more piece of information he wanted before he was on his way.&nbsp; As he pulled back on Jesse’s leash, he said, “Well, I’ll be back this way, probably every morning. But, I should let you go, you’re probably going to be late for work if I keep you, and then you’ll blame me for it.”&nbsp; He smiled again at her as he made to go, but not hurrying so much as to cut her off, because her answer was what he really wanted to hear most.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 18:04:07</strong>
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				Grace grinned at Clint.&nbsp; He'd already used her childhood nickname that everyone seemed to want to call her, no matter how much she tried to sound grown up by calling herself "Grace".&nbsp; She knew she already looked young, and the ponytail and no makeup thing didn't help matters.&nbsp; He probably hadn't even realized he'd done it.&nbsp; Well, she wouldn't correct him.&nbsp; She kind of liked the way her name sounded when he said it.<br><br>She found herself drawn to him.&nbsp; His smile made her feel comfortable, and she liked that he would be walking by her house in the mornings.&nbsp; She laughed as he talked about her blaming him for being late to work.&nbsp; "Ah, my commute's not really that bad.&nbsp; I can get to work in pretty much no time."&nbsp; She nodded back to her house.&nbsp; "It's about a minute away.&nbsp; I work from home."<br><br>"I'm usually outside in the mornings, drinking my coffee on the porch.&nbsp; You and Jesse should say hello again."&nbsp; She hoped they would.&nbsp; She found herself drawn to Clint's friendly smile and his easy way.&nbsp; She bent down over the dog again, petting him, and said, "It was nice meeting you and your friend, Jesse.&nbsp; Don't be a stranger."<br><br>Grace walked back up to her porch, waving at them, and sat on the swing, picking up her now lukewarm coffee.&nbsp; She drank it, waving at Mrs. Olsen when she left for her job at the public library, and then went in to start another day of drudgery.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NinaN</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 22:33:40</strong>
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				She worked from home?&nbsp; Clint could not believe his luck!&nbsp; He didn’t know what he expected her to say about work, but certainly, he hadn’t even hoped for this answer.<br><br>He watched her as she walked up her walk and waved as she turned to sit on her porch swing, his smile more prominent than ever now.&nbsp; Finally, he told Jesse, “Come,” tugging on his leash gently, and continuing his walk.&nbsp; As they walked along, once they were well out of Grace’s earshot, Clint commented aloud, “Well, Jesse.&nbsp; It looks like you’re not the only one to make a new friend today.”<br><br>And as they walked, Clint’s mind was in constant review of the chance meeting.&nbsp; He was recalling the sound of her voice, her laugh, the look of her bare shoulders, the easy way she had of speaking, her sweet smile, and the way she had looked as she walked away from him.&nbsp; His eyes were far away as he remembered that last, and with a half smile on his lips, he sighed.<br><br>But then he started thinking, “C’mon Clint, you’re no young guy any more.&nbsp; What makes you think she’d even be interested in the likes of you?”&nbsp; But then, he’d think that 40 isn’t exactly old either.&nbsp; He’d always been a healthy eater and go, if not enough, then almost enough exercise.&nbsp; Certainly no one would mistake Clint for a professional athlete, but neither would they accuse him of not taking care of himself.<br><br>He started thinking of his appearance a little differently then.&nbsp; He had a full head of hair that was wavy and dark brown, so sign of balding.&nbsp; And, as of a year ago he’d begun to cultivate a neatly trimmed beard, now that he was single again.&nbsp; These days he thought he looked quite distinguished in it.&nbsp; Sure, there were a few strands of gray that proved he was no longer 20, but he thought, the hell with it, maybe Gracie is attracted to a more mature figure.<br><br>Clint finished his walk with Jesse right on schedule and began what turned out to be a distracted day of work.<br><br>The next morning, right on schedule, Clint was out walking again.&nbsp; His step had an extra spring to it as he anticipated another meeting with Gracie.&nbsp; As soon as he turned to corner onto her block he began scanning front yards to locate hers and to see if she was there again.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>12-07-2010, 04:19:07</strong>
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				Grace sat on her porch, waiting to see if Jesse and Clint would show up.&nbsp; As she sipped her coffee, she thought about how silly she was being.&nbsp; He'd said was going to be walking by in the mornings, but he hadn't said it would be the same time every day.&nbsp; She knew she would be disappointed if they didn't show up.&nbsp; <br><br>She'd gotten up a little earlier than normal, and dressed a little less casually, in jeans and a green shirt that brought out her green eyes.&nbsp; She'd even put on some lip gloss, tinting her lips a soft pink.&nbsp; She wasn't sure why; it just seemed like she so rarely got to interact with people face-to-face that she should make a little bit of effort.<br><br>Suddenly, she saw them turn the corner, and a smile lit her face.&nbsp; She put down her coffee mug and stood, smoothing her hair, which she had left loose today.&nbsp; She rushed down the flagstone walkway to the sidewalk, laughing as Jesse ran to her.&nbsp; She knelt on the ground, petting the dog affectionately, and then realized that Clint had reached them.&nbsp; Suddenly feeling goofy at her enthusiasm, she blushed and looked up.&nbsp; The sun glared in her eyes, and she put her hand up, shading them so she could look up into his face.&nbsp; "Good morning," she said shyly.
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				Post by: <strong>NinaN</strong> on <strong>12-07-2010, 05:37:13</strong>
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				After Clint had rounded the corner and began scanning, he realized that he had made an emotional investment, in this girl, this stranger, who was probably more than 15 years younger than he was, and wondered, just for a moment, was he doing the right thing by pursuing this?&nbsp; <br><br>And then, he saw her stand up from her porch swing and primp her hair, which he could not help but noticing that she had changed her hair.&nbsp; Had she done it for him?&nbsp; He wondered.&nbsp; And then she ran down the walk to meet him and any negative thoughts he may have harbored suddenly vanished.<br><br>Clint was grinning from ear to ear as she greeted Jesse, and continued to grin at her as she as her attention turned away from Jesse and to him.&nbsp; “Well, good morning yourself, Gracie,” he beamed.&nbsp; He noticed her blush, but pretended he hadn’t.&nbsp; Whatever she was feeling shy about, he wanted to dispel it and put her at her ease.&nbsp; As he spoke, he stepped up even with Jesse and offered her his hand to help her up from her knees, “You’ll need to work on your greetings a little, Jesse’s already got your number, now he’s going to expect more and more each time you greet him.”&nbsp; Clint chuckled.<br><br>After a couple of minutes of chat, Clint decided the time was ripe for what he had planned, “Listen,” he began, “I’ll be back here in 2 ½ hours, at which time I will pick you up for a cup of coffee at the Starbuck’s you have right around the corner there,” he said, pointing, “I’ll bring my car if you need to keep it short, but it’s such a beautiful day, wouldn’t you really rather walk?”&nbsp; He asked this last as he was looking affectionately at Jesse, and then back at her, meeting her eyes with his still smiling ones.<br><br>Clint took a quick glance at his watch, “So, I’ll pick you up at 11:00, right?<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>12-07-2010, 18:56:36</strong>
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				"Pick me up?"&nbsp; Grace was a little startled.&nbsp; She didn't know him, although she found herself wanting to.&nbsp; She knew that she shouldn't get into a car with someone she'd just met.&nbsp; She was a single woman who lived alone, so safety was paramount. She had no doubt that Clint was being nothing more than friendly, but still, caution ruled.&nbsp; <br><br>She was surprised he was asking her to spend more time with him, but she found herself wanting to say yes.&nbsp; She glanced at his hand and saw no ring indicating that he was married, and it pleased her.&nbsp; "I'd love to have coffee with you," she responded with a smile.&nbsp; "I can probably pretty easily rearrange my schedule to take my lunch break early.&nbsp; Why don't we walk over to Starbucks?&nbsp; Meet you here at eleven?"<br><br>She played with Jesse for another minute, and then let the duo get on with their walk.&nbsp; She spent the next couple of hours distracted and excited, having difficulty concentrating on work.&nbsp; Eventually, it was close to eleven, and she went outside, eager to see Clint again. 
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				Post by: <strong>NinaN</strong> on <strong>12-07-2010, 21:11:23</strong>
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				Clint was very pleased that she had accepted his assertion for a date.&nbsp; He had not invited her, nor had he demanded her presence.&nbsp; He had simply addressed the date as if it were a foregone conclusion with her acceptance assumed.&nbsp; That was perfect!&nbsp; Though it was a very small step, a baby step, she had already submitted to him in one small way.&nbsp; When he returned, she would submit in another way, in a way that would be fun for her.<br><br>When Clint reappeared at 11:00 he arrived, with Jesse, in his car, a Ford Escape Hybrid.&nbsp; As soon as he pulled up, Jesse poked his head out the passenger window and barked a joyful greeting.<br><br>Clint stepped out and came around he car to let Jesse, who was already leashed and ready for a walk.&nbsp; We waved hello to Gracie, and said, “I see you’re all ready to go, great!&nbsp; So, how was your morning?”<br><br>Clint let Jesse out and grabbed his leash.&nbsp; “It’s time you got to know Jesse better, so, you walk him to Starbuck’s.”&nbsp; Jesse jumped from the car and immediately greeted Gracie as Clint aid, “Here, hold his leash this way.”&nbsp; Clint took her hand and put her hand through the loop at the end of the leash and wrapped the leash twice around her palm.&nbsp; “See, he needs a fairly short lead if you expect him to heel.&nbsp; Okay, I guess we’re ready then.”<br><br>Clint was making sure not only that she was beginning to grow comfortable with him taking the lead with what they did, but that she also begin to become comfortable with him touching her.&nbsp; <br><br>Since Jesse was on Gracie’s right, Clint walked on her left all the way to Starbuck’s.&nbsp; When they arrived, Clint showed her to a table outside, one with an umbrella, and said, wait here with Jesse, I’ll order for both of us since Jesse can’t come in.&nbsp; What would you like?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>12-07-2010, 23:34:41</strong>
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				"My morning was fine, thanks," Grace responded as Clint's hand guided her to care for Jesse properly.&nbsp; She'd never had a dog before, so she soaked up the knowledge, nodding when appropriate. <br><br>They arrived at the coffee shop in no time at all, and she instinctively turned in toward Clint as she asked for a small sandwich and a tall Frappucino. She sat at the table, playing with Jesse and watching Clint through the window as he placed their order.&nbsp; &nbsp;She was struck by how charming and handsome he was, and she wondered, not for the first time that morning, what his motivation had been for inviting her to join him. <br><br>Grace smiled as he came back out, standing to help him with the door.&nbsp; As they sat, her wry thought was that with her luck, he was probably trying to sell her something or talk her into converting religions.&nbsp; She grinned at him, making small talk about Jesse and waiting for the catch. 
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				Post by: <strong>NinaN</strong> on <strong>14-07-2010, 14:59:19</strong>
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				While Clint waited for the sandwiches and coffee, he had the chance to watch Grace a fair bit with as she enjoyed herself with Jesse’s company.&nbsp; Soon, Clint was on his was back outside with their order.<br><br>As he set the food down, he made a big deal out of serving her, saying, “Small sandwich and Frappucino for the lady, and small sandwich and Café Ua Lait&nbsp; for the gentleman.”<br><br>Then Clint stood stock still for a moment as he gazed at Jesse who was very interested in the food he’ just put on the table.&nbsp; “Oh!”&nbsp; Clint said, addressing Jesse, “Did you want something too?”&nbsp; As Clint sat down, his hand went to a pocket where he’d hidden some dog biscuits for just that purpose.&nbsp; “There you go boy, I didn’t forget the puppy.”<br><br>Grinning at Grace, he said, “Having a dog is just like having a child in many ways.&nbsp; All they really need is care, attention, and love.”&nbsp; And then he smiled and added philosophically, “Just like the rest of us, right?”<br><br>The conversation during lunch was mostly of little consequence and now they were walking together on the way home.&nbsp; Clint was walking Jesse now, but soon into their walk Clint had brushed his free hand against Grace’s, an obvious invitation to hold hands.<br><br>When they reached her house, he stopped at the bottom of her stone walkway, “Well, I should let you get back to work, I’m sure I’ve kept you long enough.&nbsp; I want to thank you for joining me though, you’ve made my day very pleasant.”<br><br>They talked for another minute, and then, as she was walking back up her walk he stopped her one last time with, “The weather’s getting warmer, I’ve been noticing, even in the mornings it’s warm enough for shorts.&nbsp; I’ll bet you’ve got lots of nice shorts for the warmer days.”&nbsp; And he was smiling, not shy at all as he made his subtle suggestion of how she could please him.<br><br>Then getting Jesse back into the car, he said,&nbsp; “Well, see you in the morning.”&nbsp; And he waved goodbye.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>14-07-2010, 17:18:39</strong>
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				As they sat eating their sandwiches and drinking their coffees, Grace watched Jesse's shenanigans with a smile on her face.&nbsp; Clint was so loving and giving with his pet.&nbsp; They did, indeed, need care, attention, and love; he seemed to be good at providing those things. <br><br>After their lunch, which was over too soon, he walked her back home.&nbsp; It surprised her when she felt the warmth of his hand on hers, but she accepted the invitation readily, slipping her hand into his larger one.&nbsp; He didn't let go until she stood in front of her house, where she thanked him and contemplated kissing his cheek.&nbsp; In the end, shyness prevented her from doing so.&nbsp; <br><br>She spent the rest of the afternoon busy with work, a conference call taking her attention.&nbsp; That evening, she lay in bed thinking about Clint.&nbsp; At first, she had thought him a friendly guy just chatting with her, but it was clear after this afternoon that his interest in her was romantic.&nbsp; He'd treated her to lunch and held her hand.&nbsp; He'd even hinted to her that he'd like to see her in shorts.&nbsp; She blushed at the thought, but she wanted to show off her body for him.&nbsp; He was sexy, and she liked that he might see her that way too. <br><br>The next morning, she again took care with her appearance, picking denim shorts and a form-fitting sleeveless shirt.&nbsp; She left the top two buttons open so that she offered the barest glimpse of cleavage.&nbsp; She pulled her hair into a ponytail and rubbed tinted gloss over her lips.&nbsp; <br><br>She made an extra cup of coffee and brought it outside with her.&nbsp; She was hoping he'd join her on the swing for a bit.&nbsp; He would know she'd dressed for him, and she had mixed feelings on that.&nbsp; Her inherently demure nature made it a little uncomfortable to be flaunting herself before someone, but the lonely woman in her reveled in the attention she was getting. <br><br>She saw Clint and Jesse turn the corner, but today she waited on the swing.&nbsp; She could see both dog and owner searching the sidewalk, and when she caught Clint's eye, she smiled and waved.&nbsp; "Good morning," she called out, "want to join me for some coffee?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NinaN</strong> on <strong>16-07-2010, 05:15:23</strong>
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				After Clint dropped Grace off at her home, he went back to his place, whistling as he drove and talking to Jesse a little louder than necessary.&nbsp; Jesse sensed his mood to be a good one though, and wasn’t fooled by the loud voice.<br><br>When he got home, he got to work on his job search.&nbsp; Using his computer, he went to the job boards he usually hung out on and looked for things that were up his alley.&nbsp; He even submitted a couple of resumes to positions that looked promising.<br><br>Grace was having a good effect on him.&nbsp; Even after dinner, he was smiling at the thought of her acceptance of his hand.&nbsp; He longed to touch her, but even more, he longed for her to touch him.<br><br>As he drifted off to sleep, he wondered if Grace would be wearing shorts in the morning, and hoping she had nice legs.<br><br>On his walk the next morning, as he rounded Grace’s corner, it took him a few seconds to spot Grace, but then he saw her wave and waved back.&nbsp; And, did he hear right?&nbsp; Was she inviting him for coffee?&nbsp; “Sure!&nbsp; I’d love to have coffee with you.&nbsp; You’re very sweet.”&nbsp; He smiled as he turned up Grace’s walk, because of her offer of coffee of course, but even more because he didn’t have to wonder any more if she had nice legs.&nbsp; If he wasn’t trying to impress her he probably would have whistled.&nbsp; Instead, he just looked her up and down, and said, “Beautiful day, isn’t it?” And winked at her.<br><br>When he got to the top of the walk, he walked around behind the swing to get to his spot and patted her on the shoulder as he was behind her, and then let the backs of his fingers trail gently on her neck, feather light.&nbsp; He stepped around the front of the swing and sat down gingerly so he didn’t get it to swinging wildly. <br><br>“Thanks for the coffee, by the way.” He said,&nbsp; and then looking at his own bare legs, as he wore shorts today as well, and then to hers, he quipped, “Well, look at that, we match!” And chuckling, he patted her bare thigh, and hoping that he wasn’t pushing too hard.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>16-07-2010, 22:04:51</strong>
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				A smile lit Grace's face as Clint walked up to her.&nbsp; She allowed her eyes to wander up his body as he approached.&nbsp; His legs were nicely toned, the muscles likely a result of daily walks with Jesse.&nbsp; <br><br>When he sat with her and his hand lingered on her leg, she drew in a sharp breath, unused to such intimacies.&nbsp; She forced herself to relax and accept his touch; she liked the way his fingers felt on her. She just wasn't used to the sensation. <br><br>She smiled and looked in his eyes.&nbsp; "So, do you keep the same schedule on the weekends?"&nbsp; She tried to be casual about the question, but inside, she was eager to hear his response. Tomorrow was Saturday, and she didn't know if he and Jesse walked the same path on the weekends. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NinaN</strong> on <strong>16-07-2010, 23:50:40</strong>
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				When his hand first touched her leg, she took in a quick breath in surprise, and he could both see and feel muscles tensing subtly.&nbsp; But very quickly, she began to relax again, and it was obvious that she had overcome an internal barrier and accepted his touch.&nbsp; He probably could have lingered there longer, or perhaps even been more bold and moved his hand up her thigh, but she wanted her to want him touching her, so he withdrew his hand with only the memory of the thrill he’d felt at their momentary intimacy.<br><br>When she asked about weekends, he answered simply, “No,” and then took a sip of coffee to allow that single word to hang in the air for a moment.&nbsp; But then he put the cup down and continued, “On weekends, I try to get out of the house and do something.&nbsp; Sometimes, Jesse and I will go for a drive in the country, or go for a hike.&nbsp; Tomorrow, I was planning on going to the beach.&nbsp; I enjoy a good run at the water’s edge almost as much as Jesse does.&nbsp; Jesse’s an absolute idiot when if comes to water!”<br><br>And then, putting his arm behind her on the back of the swing, he turned toward her and suggested, “I’d love it if you’d come with us.&nbsp; We could make It a picnic, catch some sun, maybe throw a Frisbee.&nbsp; C’mon, what do you say?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 01:37:54</strong>
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				Grace blushed at the invitation.&nbsp; She had been trying to figure out what time to be on the porch so she could see Clint and Jesse going for their walk, and instead it probably looked like she was fishing for an invitation to butt into their day.&nbsp; She thought about refusing, but to do so would mean another Saturday spent at home doing nothing but surfing the web and going grocery shopping.&nbsp; The thought was completely unappealing, especially when up against a day in the sun in the company of this very compelling and very handsome man.<br><br>"The beach sounds absolutely heavenly," she said with a small smile.&nbsp; "How about if I pack the picnic?"&nbsp; Her smile grew bigger in anticipation.&nbsp; It had been so long since she'd been out of the house and done anything fun!&nbsp; She glanced at her arm; the skin was pale and creamy.&nbsp; She could use some time in the sun, she thought, to get at least a semblance of a tan.<br><br>Grace leaned into Clint just a little bit, hoping she wasn't being too forward.&nbsp; She took a small sip of her coffee, savoring the strong flavor, and asked, "So, Clint, what do you do?"&nbsp; She found herself curious about him, wanting to know about his job and his family, his childhood and his plans for the future.&nbsp; There was something about this man that intrigued her, and left her craving more of him.&nbsp; She wondered if it was her own loneliness, him, or a combination of the two.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NinaN</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 02:16:37</strong>
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				Clint smiled at her enthusiastic acceptance of his beach idea, and even more when she offered to fix the picnic.&nbsp; “That would be great!” He said, I’ll drop by at 10:00 then.<br><br>When she leaned a little closer, Clint took her subtle hint to heart and put it into short-term storage for use in a little while.&nbsp; In Clint’s mind, she was saying, “I’m ready to take another step forward whenever you are.”&nbsp; And Clint was not about to disappoint her.<br><br>For now though, he just bent the wrist of the hand that rested on the back of the swing and brushed his fingers lightly against her bare neck before settling on her shoulder.&nbsp; “Me?” He asked, in answer to her question, “Well, at the moment I am employed full time by a job search firm, it is the Clint Jamison Job Search Firm, and I am its sole proprietor.&nbsp; Or, put another way, I’m unemployed but actively looking, have been for a little over a year now.”&nbsp; He smiled at her, perhaps a little sheepishly and went on, “My last job was as a sales rep at a local manufacturing concern.&nbsp; But the job market is really tough right now.&nbsp; If it wasn’t for unemployment checks and some money I have stashed away, I’d be in pretty dire straights right now.<br><br>Clint smiled at her and patted her on the shoulder, “But hey, who wants to be talking about that stuff when we each have a new friend, and we’re planning a day at the beach, right?”&nbsp; And, on this positive note, Clint slid his hand down onto Grace’s bare arm and gently moved her a couple of inches closer to him, gauging her resistance, if any.&nbsp; He decided to continue.<br><br>Clint turned fully toward her and parted his lips, and slowly moved closer to her, stopping only a couple of inches away from her mouth.&nbsp; He smiled at her gently and increased the pressure on her shoulder, encouraging her to relax and allow him to draw her into a kiss.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 06:51:29</strong>
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				Grace knew he was going to kiss her.&nbsp; She could see it in the way he was looking at her.&nbsp; She found herself pleased by the thought of it, and leaned forward, closing her eyes, and&nbsp; sighed when his lips brushed against hers.&nbsp; It had been a long time since she had been kissed, and she found herself embarrassingly eager for his touch.&nbsp; His lips were soft against hers, and his beard tickled just a little.&nbsp; She had never before kissed a man with facial hair and hadn't been sure how it would feel.<br><br>After his lips brushed against hers, Grace pulled back and gave Clint a small smile.&nbsp; She leaned her head against him, but did not turn her head for another kiss.&nbsp; Although most of the neighbors were already gone to work, a few would still be home.&nbsp; Theirs was a close-knit community, and she did not like the thought of providing fodder for neighborhood gossip.&nbsp; Already, Mrs. Dilley from two houses down had come by, asking about the nice man she had been seen walking with.<br><br>When they finished drinking their coffee and said their goodbyes, Grace went inside.&nbsp; She spent another day fighting a losing battle to concentrate on work.&nbsp; She tried to focus, and then her thoughts would wander back to Clint and the kiss they had shared.&nbsp; Finally, she had done enough work to be able to call it a day, and headed to the mall for a new bathing suit and then the store for groceries.&nbsp; She was bubbling with excitement at the thought of going on a real date with Clint, and wondered if he considered tomorrow a date as well.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NinaN</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 15:54:04</strong>
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				On the continuation of his walk with Jesse that day, Clint had a little extra bounce to his step as he savored the brief moment when their lips met.&nbsp; It had been so long since he had kissed a woman, it almost seemed like a new experience to him.&nbsp; He remembered as if it were happening now, how his hand had felt on her shoulder, and how she had allowed her body to be moved closer to his.&nbsp; He recalled the fresh clean scent of her and the warmth of her breath when their lips were about to meet.&nbsp; And then the near electric tingle as their lips met and the scent of her hair as she had leaned against him, it had all left Clint intoxicated, wanting more.<br><br>If anyone had looked out their window when Clint passed, they would have seen a man with a dog, but the man had an almost goofy smile on his face, which he could not seem to remove, not, that he had any reason to try.<br><br>Perhaps it was the memory of what had just passed between the two of them, or perhaps it was because he was making plans for their date tomorrow.&nbsp; He considered which beach to go to, first of all.&nbsp; It would have to be a state beach because Jesse was going along.&nbsp; That meant they wouldn’t be going to a private beach where the dress code was, shall we say, somewhat relaxed.&nbsp; That was okay though, going to a clothing optional beach on a first date was probably not a great idea in the first place, though Clint could not keep the fantasy too far from his mind.&nbsp; At any rate, he settled on Del Rey, it usually wasn’t too crowded, and the sand bars kept the waves in the shallower water pretty tame.<br><br>Once he got home, Clint found he was too distracted to do much good on his job search activities, so he decided to work on his tan for tomorrow.&nbsp; Clint really liked the Speedo style swimsuit and he wore the one today that he planned to wear tomorrow.&nbsp; It was low cut and with no legs.&nbsp; The taut fabric made it impossible not to be fairly revealing of what was hidden inside<br><br>The next morning, Clint dressed in his Speedo, a pair of walking shorts, thongs, and a Hawaiian print cotton button down shirt that he had purchased a size too large.&nbsp; Clint never buttoned this shirt; in fact, he had cut the buttons off long ago.&nbsp; Clint threw some beer and soda into an ice chest, along with a surprise for Grace, two iced coffees in some Mason jar mugs that he had.&nbsp; He thought they could drink these on the way to the beach.<br><br>He finished packing the car with beach blankets, towels, a Frisbee, and a beach umbrella, with a few minutes to spare before it was time to pick up Grace.&nbsp; Clint had been talking to Jesse throughout his morning’s activities, and Jesse’s curiosity over what was going on was almost uncontrollable.&nbsp; Now, he said, “Well this is it, fella, you ready for our date?”<br><br>A few minutes later, Clint’s Escape pulled up in front of Grace’s house.&nbsp; The anticipation that Clint felt made his heart and breathing a little faster.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 16:57:17</strong>
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				Grace woke up early and humming with excitement.&nbsp; She was going on a date!&nbsp; &nbsp;She took extra care with her appearance when she showered and dressed.&nbsp; She wore the new bathing suit she had purchased.&nbsp; It was a one-piece, covering the right parts but still sexy.&nbsp; She felt a little self-conscious about Clint seeing her body, but that couldn't be helped.&nbsp; Over the swimsuit, she wore white capri pants and a green tank top.&nbsp; She took care to paint her toes a pretty coral color and adorned her toes with little silver toe rings.&nbsp; White sandals and hair thrown back into a ponytail completed the look. <br><br>Once she was dressed to her satisfaction, Grace set about getting the picnic ready.&nbsp; She packed sandwiches and also some fried chicken she had made the night before, using her mother's recipe.&nbsp; A couple of sides, some fresh fruit, and bottles of water completed the basket.&nbsp; In addition, she grabbed the box of dog biscuits she'd bought and a loaf of bread to feed to the sea gulls.<br><br>Once she was done, she felt antsy as she waited for the minutes to pass.&nbsp; She kept glancing at the clock, as if willing it to be ten o'clock would make it so.&nbsp; Finally, it was time; she heard a car pull into her driveway and Jesse's bark.&nbsp; Giddy with excitement, she went to the front door, swinging it open just as Clint was approaching. <br><br>"Good morning!"&nbsp; She grinned at him, picnic basket in her hand.&nbsp; "Thanks for inviting me to spend the day with you guys." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NinaN</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 21:09:45</strong>
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				With Jesse bounding ahead, Clint came up Grace’s walk and accepted her greeting with a happy grin and a nod, “I see you’re all ready to go!&nbsp; That’s great!”&nbsp; As he approached her, he reached out for the picnic basket, “Here, let me take that,” he said, and, bending, also took the opportunity to give her a peck on the cheek, while Jesse greeted her in his own exuberant way.<br><br>As he went back to the driveway to stow the picnic basket, he called over his shoulder, “So, Gracie, if you’re all ready to go, we can leave right away, or we can hang around if you have more to do.”<br><br>Then, once they’d gotten into the car, Grace in the passenger seat and Jesse, feeling slightly hurt at losing his normal riding spot, took the back seat and looked over the back of Grace’s seat and over her shoulder.&nbsp; Clint laughed at Jesse’s antics, “I guess you’re not used to the back seat, are ya, boy?”&nbsp; Then he winked at Grace, put the car in gear and patted her hand.&nbsp; “So, what do you say to Del Rey beach?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>20-07-2010, 02:10:42</strong>
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				"Del Rey sounds great. I went once while I was in college."&nbsp; Grace turned her head and looked back at Jesse, giggling as he nuzzled her.&nbsp; "Poor Jesse, I've displaced you, have I?"&nbsp; She smiled as Clint handed her a jar filled with a delicious-looking drink.&nbsp; Taking a sip, she moaned in ecstasy.&nbsp; "Mmmm.&nbsp; This is delicious. It really hits the spot."&nbsp; Iced coffee had always been a favorite of hers. <br><br>They made small talk on the way to the coast, Grace giving Clint small, hidden glances. He looked so handsome, completely carefree and confident.&nbsp; &nbsp;"So, Clint, how often do you make it out to Del Rey?&nbsp; I don't get to the beach too much myself."&nbsp; She grinned at how much of an understatement that was.&nbsp; She hadn't been to the beach in the last five years. They had gone a few times in college, but that had been it.&nbsp; <br><br>"I moved here for school several years ago. Got a job straight out of school and decided to stay in town.&nbsp; The headquarters for the company I work for are actually in a different state, so they let me telecommute," she explained.&nbsp; "What about you, did you grow up here?"<br><br>When the arrived at the small public beach, Clint helped her out of the car and took out a small cooler and her picnic basket.&nbsp; She got the honor of holding Jesse's leash; she laughed as the dog ran ahead, pulling her with him.&nbsp; Clint hadn't been kidding; his dog really did love the beach and the water.&nbsp; <br><br>They found a quiet spot to put down their things, and she smiled over at Clint a little nervously.&nbsp; She supposed that at some point she would have to take her pants and tank top off, but she wasn't quite ready for that.&nbsp; Her body wasn't exactly anything to write home about; her breasts were a little bit too small, and although she wasn't heavy, she always carried an extra ten pounds on her.&nbsp; &nbsp;Suddenly Grace felt self-conscious about her choice of bathing suit.&nbsp; Maybe she should have gone with a more demure option rather than the slinky on with the entire back cut out. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NinaN</strong> on <strong>20-07-2010, 05:16:34</strong>
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				Clint loved the road!&nbsp; He loved to drive and he and Jesse were off on trips quite often.&nbsp; But he loved today even more.&nbsp; This was the first time since his divorce that he had shared his car with a woman, and the fact that she was as attractive as Grace made Clint’s day.<br><br>He sipped at his iced coffee as they drove and engaged in the exuberant small talk that happens so easily on an exciting outing.&nbsp; Yes, this was Clint’s hometown; in fact he had grown up just a few miles from where he now lived.&nbsp; Unlike her, he’d gone away to college and then moved back home at its conclusion.&nbsp; He got to the beach maybe a few times per season, not as often as he’d like, maybe, but he guessed it was okay.<br><br>The first thing Clint did when they’d found their spot was to twist a pet stake into the ground for Jesse.&nbsp; It looked just like a giant corkscrew about two feet long and when it was fully ‘screwed’ in, Jesse would be nice and secure with his leash attached to it, leaving the two humans free for other things.<br><br>Things like spreading blankets, and finding something to drink in the ice chest.&nbsp; Clint had also brought a small bag with him that contained a few miscellaneous items he thought might come in handy, including a squeeze bottle of sunscreen which he tossed onto a blanket near Grace.<br><br>Clint didn’t say anything, just sat down next to her and shrugged his oversized shirt off and began to rub sunscreen into his face, arms, chest, and shoulders.&nbsp; When he’d done all he could reach he asked Grace if she’d mind doing his back, for which he laid on the blanket face down.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>20-07-2010, 18:22:31</strong>
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				Grace picked up the bottle of sunscreen and squeezed some of the cold, creamy liquid into her hand. She rubbed it onto his shoulders and back, her hands soft on his harder body.&nbsp; She made sure she covered all of him, and scooted back when she was finished, her cheeks flushed from touching Clint. <br><br>Her heart racing, she pulled her tank top off over her head.&nbsp; She didn't look at Clint, not wanting to know his reaction, if he was even watching her.&nbsp; Her bathing suit plunged down in the front, hugging small curves, and the back was bare.&nbsp; She rubbed sunblock on her arms, and then visible parts of her chest, and finally her face.<br><br>Finally, she slipped off her capri pants and coated her legs in sunscreen too.&nbsp; When she could avoid it no longer, she looked over at Clint and handed him the sunscreen. She smiled shyly and asked in a soft voice, "Could you do my back, too, please?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NinaN</strong> on <strong>21-07-2010, 05:17:31</strong>
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				As Clint lay on the blanket, motionless, he relished the feeling of her hands all up and down his back.&nbsp; The lotion, which started cool at first touch, soon warmed to the temperature of their flesh, the slipperiness of it giving her hands an extra-sensuous feel.<br><br>Clint was glad that he was laying on his stomach, because even this casual contact between them was having a slightly stimulating effect on him.&nbsp; But soon, his back had all the sunscreen it needed and before he knew it, Grace was putting lotion on herself.&nbsp; Without moving, Clint looked up at her out of the corner of his eye, taking note of gentle curves and beautiful skin that was not used to sun exposure.&nbsp; <br><br>“Of course, I’d be happy to do your back,” Clint replied.&nbsp; He used the excuse of needing to be behind her to apply lotion to her back to remove his walking shorts, leaving him only in his tight Speedo.&nbsp; Clint squeezed out a generous amount of motion into his hand and rubbed them together to warm it a little before putting his hands to her back.<br><br>Clint loved the feel of her skin under his hands, she was soft, as he always felt a woman should be, not all skin and bones that seemed to be the fashion today, the impossible ideal.&nbsp; Before he could control it, he heard his voice expressing how he felt about what he was doing to her. “Mmmm,” he stopped himself, but too late, and then almost made matters worse by apologizing.&nbsp; <br><br>He squeezed out a little more lotion to finish the lower part of her back, and when he got to her swimsuit, he purposely let his fingers wander under the hem of the fabric a little, wandering, if only a tiny bit, toward the ‘forbidden territory’ of the gentle rise of her ass.<br><br>“There, all finished,” he announced, and then sat down to finish up by applying lotion to his legs.&nbsp; And then, Clint had an idea.&nbsp; He stood up and moved over in front of Grace and then sat down facing her.&nbsp; “Here, scoot back a little, “ he said.&nbsp; “Do you know what we both forgot?”&nbsp; He asked, “Our feet!”&nbsp; Clint giggled, grabbing her foot that was nearest him and squeezing lotion onto it, before handing her the bottle and dropping one of his feet into her lap, “I’ll let you do mine if you’ll let me do yours, deal?”&nbsp; And he grinned at her and chuckled as he massaged lotion into her foot, and, using his finger, between her toes.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>21-07-2010, 05:48:07</strong>
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				Grace relaxed her body, savoring the feel of Clint's fingers on her back as he rubbed sunscreen into her.&nbsp; She smiled a little, knowing he was enjoying touching her.&nbsp; The thought that he enjoyed her was exhilarating to her; she was so ordinary, and he older and sophisticated.&nbsp; It thrilled her that he was into her.&nbsp; When his hand slipped into the bottom of her swimsuit and his fingers lingered there, she felt a flicker of excitement.&nbsp; It made her wonder what it would be like if he explored her further, and the thrust the thought aside, knowing it was wrong to think that way about someone she had just met a few days ago.<br><br>When he said he was finished, she moved to get up, but then suddenly he was in front of her.&nbsp; She was startled when he reached for her foot and started rubbing sunscreen into it.&nbsp; Her feet were inherently tickling, and as his fingers glided over them, she started giggling, merriment overtaking her.&nbsp; She tried to make herself relax into his touch, calming down for a moment here or there, but then he would touch another ticklish spot, spinning her into renewed peals of laughter.&nbsp; <br><br>Finally, he finished with both of her feet, and she rubbed her hands together, giving Clint an impish little grin.&nbsp; "Ah, time for revenge.&nbsp; My turn!"&nbsp; She pulled one of his feet into her lap and poured a small amount of the lotion into her hands, deliberately using feather-light touches to tickle spots she suspected might be susceptible to her fingers.&nbsp; As she lightly covered his feet in the creamy liquid, Jesse nuzzled her back, wanting in on the action.&nbsp; She laughed, her happiness making her eyes sparkle.&nbsp; This was going to be a fun day, she knew.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NinaN</strong> on <strong>22-07-2010, 00:03:19</strong>
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				Clint did not realize how ticklish she was until he began to massage lotion into her feet.&nbsp; Wanting the experience to be fun and sensual, he held her feet firmly and used firm strokes to rub the lotion in, and minimized the excursions of his fingers between her toes.&nbsp; But by the time he had finished with both feet, he was pretty sure that she would do her best to get even with him.<br><br>And when she began applying the lotion with the lightest of touches, his suspicion was confirmed.&nbsp; Clint wasn’t ticklish in the sense that he would laugh uncontrollably, but still, his feet did have their sensitive spots that would cause them to twitch, sometimes just the muscles of his foot, and sometimes the twitch would travel up his leg.<br><br>He tried his best to maintain control, clenching his teeth and remaining completely still, trying to will his foot not to move.&nbsp; And sometimes he would expel a heaving breath as if a laugh was trying to get out, but then he would squelch it to prevent the laugh from getting out of control.<br><br>He loved it though when she slid a finger between his toes.&nbsp; To Clint, this felt exactly as if she had slid her tongue between his toes.&nbsp; It was an extremely sensuous sensation.&nbsp; And now, it was not the muscle of his legs that he fought to control, but rather, the one between them.&nbsp; He could feel the subtle stirring and knew that he had better end this game soon, lest both of them become embarrassed.&nbsp; Already he could feel his member growing, and he would rather she not notice that too for the moment.<br><br>And then, Jesse nuzzled Grace’s back and provided an opportune distraction.&nbsp; Clint marveled at how vibrant and alive she was when she laughed, but spoke up just the same, “Sorry Jess,” he said, “This one’s mine, go get your own!”&nbsp; And he winked at her, and then suggested, “Say, now that we’re all lotioned up, what do you say we take a little walk.<br><br>Clint was on his feet, maybe a little too quickly, and turned away to hide his growing problem, and stepped off the blanket and onto the warm sand.&nbsp; And that’s when he realized that perhaps his little game of footsie hadn’t been the best after all, as the sand immediately went between his toes and caked there when it mixed with residual sun lotion.&nbsp; “Well, maybe we should walk down near the water,” he managed.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>22-07-2010, 05:56:11</strong>
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				Grace smiled when Clint playfully told Jesse she was hers.&nbsp; His obvious interest in her helped her feel confident with him.&nbsp; He helped her to her feet so they could walk, and she flushed prettily when she left her hand enclosed in his, hoping the move was not too bold.&nbsp; He took Jesse's leash in his other hand and they headed in the direction of the water.&nbsp; It was beautiful; in the distance, past the sandbar, she could see the surf as wave after wave crashed into land.&nbsp; Although the beach wasn't packed like some of the more mainstream beaches, several people played in the water, and others dotted the beach.<br><br>As they walked, Grace took surreptitious little glances in Clint's direction, trying not to be obvious that she was looking at his body.&nbsp; He wore a small Speedo, the type the swimmers wore in the Olympics.&nbsp; She purposefully fell behind a step a couple of times, sneaking a glimpse or two of his ass.&nbsp; She would be mortified if he knew, though, and tried to be as discreet as possible as she did it.<br><br>Jesse bounced around the duo as they walked, his excitement palpable.&nbsp; He frolicked in the sand and the water, and at one point found a tiny little crab to chase.&nbsp; He barked at sea gulls and wagged his tail at children building a sandcastle.&nbsp; Grace watched his antics, laughing gaily as she enjoyed the feeling of the warmth soaking into her skin.&nbsp; At times, she stopped walking, tilting her face upward and letting the sun shine onto her, a look of bliss on her face.&nbsp; The water tickled at her feet as it splashed onto her calves.&nbsp; It wasn't until they had been walking a while that she realized that she hadn't once thought about how she must look in her bathing suit.&nbsp; The preoccupation with such things had been completely absent, and she wondered what it was about Clint that made her lose her inhibitions.<br><br>Finally, they turned back, heading toward their blanket.&nbsp; "I didn't realize we walked so far," she exclaimed, surprised at how distant their belongings seemed to be.&nbsp; She smiled, looking into Clint's eyes.&nbsp; "I guess time flies with you're having fun."&nbsp; And then she did the most bold thing she had ever done in her life.&nbsp; With Jesse barking in the background, Grace stopped walking, leaned in, and brushed her lips softly against Clint's.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NinaN</strong> on <strong>22-07-2010, 15:43:37</strong>
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				When Clint helped Grace up, he was quite pleased to continue holding her hand, and he adored the way her skin blushed at her gesture of closeness.&nbsp; As they walked, the couple talked more about themselves, about life, and about anything they fancied.&nbsp; They laughed at Jesse’s antics and at each other’s jokes.<br><br>They had walked casually for some distance, hand in hand, just enjoying each other’s company.&nbsp; By mutual consent, they turned back, not wanting to leave their possessions too far behind.<br><br>At some point during their return walk, Grace stopped walking, causing Clint to look over to see what she was doing.&nbsp; And then she leaned close and brushed her lips against his.&nbsp; <br><br>That was all the invitation that Clint needed.&nbsp; He turned toward her, and, for the first time, let go of her hand.&nbsp; He then held her by the shoulders and pulled her, not roughly, but firmly to him, planting his lips on hers as their bodies pressed together.&nbsp; He let go of her shoulder then, as his left hand slipped across her shoulder to her neck where he pointed his fingers upward and ran his fingers up her neck, under her hair, and to the back of her head, pressing her face closer to him. <br><br>Then, as Clint pressed his tongue forward between his parted lips probingly, he slid his other hand off Grace’s shoulder and down her bare back.&nbsp; When he reached the hem of her swimsuit, he was careful to slide his fingers over the fabric that covered her ass, but he did not stop where he had on his last excursion.&nbsp; This time his hand went over the curve of her ass with his fingers resting on the cleft between her two cheeks.&nbsp; He pulled her tightly to himself now, their hips, for the first time, coming into close, intimate, contact, <br><br>Clint broke the kiss, only for a moment, to exclaim, “Oh, Gracie…” and then moved his hips just slightly, giving just a tiny hint of a thrust.<br><br>Clint did not want this moment to end.&nbsp; Well, that was not entirely true, at some point he wanted them to move beyond it.&nbsp; He wanted Gracie in the way a man wants a woman, and he wanted to have his way with her.&nbsp; But now that he had made his intention clear, he was quite willing to wait patiently for Gracie to make the same, inevitable, decision and to give herself to him.&nbsp; <br><br>And then, he would take her.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>23-07-2010, 03:24:34</strong>
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				When Grace had decided to kiss Clint, she had worried momentarily that he would think her wanton and not like the gesture.&nbsp; His response told her how far off the mark she was.&nbsp; Initially, when he deepened the kiss, her eyes fluttered open in shock, but then, as she felt his hand on her bottom, she closed her eyes and leaned into the kiss.&nbsp; She was pleasantly surprised when his tongue danced against her own, and a small moan escaped her when he pressed his hips in, rubbing against her.&nbsp; <br><br>In response to Clint's kiss, Grace hooked one arm around his neck, pulling him into her.&nbsp; She pulled her mouth back and looked into his eyes, gasping softly at the smoldering fire burning in them.&nbsp; She leaned back in, taking his bottom lip between hers and suckling softly before slipping her tongue into his mouth again.&nbsp; They stayed like that for long minutes until she felt a tickling at her feet.&nbsp; She pulled away and looked down to find Jesse sniffing her toes, and then looked at Clint, laughing, the spell broken.&nbsp; <br><br>This time, when they resumed walking, they moved closer to one another.&nbsp; Their bodies touched, and they looked at each other, small smiles on their faces as they chatted.&nbsp; Grace's nipples had hardened while she and Clint had been kissing, and she was embarrassed by her body's outward reaction to him; she focused on him so that she would be able to ignore her response.&nbsp; Finally, they reached the blanket, and set about getting ready to eat lunch.&nbsp; She pulled out sandwiches and chicken, explaining that she hadn't been sure which he'd prefer so she had made both.&nbsp; <br><br>As they set out the meal, Grace's thoughts raced.&nbsp; She knew without a doubt that Clint was interested in her.&nbsp; She had felt and seen his desire, and she knew that on some level she wanted him too.&nbsp; It made her nervous; she wasn't usually an impulsive person, given to quick flings or casual sex.&nbsp; She had only met Clint a few days ago, and wasn't sure about hopping into bed with him, no matter how much she found herself wishing to.&nbsp; But then, she wasn't a young girl, either.&nbsp; As a single woman, she was allowed to have a fling.&nbsp; Who would care?&nbsp; Heck, who would even know?&nbsp; Her worry was that if she gave in to her desires, Clint would not respect her, and that what could develop into a relationship would fizzle too soon.&nbsp; She knew hers was old-fashioned thinking, but she thought that if she behaved like a tramp, he would think her a tramp, and never consider anything further with her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NinaN</strong> on <strong>23-07-2010, 05:30:14</strong>
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				Clint knew that he was taking a big risk with Grace.&nbsp; Perhaps she would think he was being too forward, or only interested in one thing, and to an extent, she would be right.&nbsp; A year of celibacy had been good for him in many ways, but, just as a food fast may be good for you, it still left the one practicing the fast starving in the end.<br><br>And her response to his advances, those were real, certainly.&nbsp; She wanted this too if her own body was any indication.&nbsp; But after their magical spell of passion was broken by Jesse being Jesse, even he was thinking the moment over and wondering if he’d maybe gone tot far, or pushed too hard.&nbsp; Was it hard to believe that she may be re-evaluating things on her own as well?<br><br>When they got back to their place and Grace started bringing out the food, it offered a good time for both of them to consider where they were going and how fast they should go about getting there.<br><br>Clint was a big eater and appreciated the variety that Grace had provided and took full advantage by grabbing both a sandwich and a piece of chicken.&nbsp; Before he started eating though, he opened the cooler and grabbed two beers, one for himself, and one for Grace.<br><br>Of course, with the smell of food in the air, Jesse was nearby, making even more a pest of himself than usual.&nbsp; Clint pointed to a spot on the other side of the blanket and gave the stern command, ‘Sit!”&nbsp; And Jesse hung his head, obviously sulking, and obeyed his master’s command.<br><br>About half way through lunch, Clint decided it was time to break the ice and broach the subject of what happened on their walk.&nbsp; Not meeting Grace’s eyes, Clint began, “Gracie…that was really wonderful, what happened back there,” and he nodded in the direction they’d come from.&nbsp; “I um, I don’t want to jinx us, but I’d like to continue that another time, maybe this time with Jesse not around.”&nbsp; He smiled, half shyly, but half wolfishly too.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>23-07-2010, 06:33:09</strong>
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				Grace felt the blush creep up her chest and pinken her cheeks.&nbsp; Feeling bashful, she took a sip of the ice-cold beer at her side and took her time setting it back down.&nbsp; Finally, she looked up, a small, shy smile lighting her face.&nbsp; "I think I'd like that, too.&nbsp; No offense to Jesse, of course."&nbsp; There, she thought, that wasn't so bad.&nbsp; And he was interested, too.&nbsp; It didn't have to go further than kissing; she felt like Clint would respect if she set boundaries.&nbsp; So far, he'd always been a perfect gentleman.<br><br>Pulling out the box of doggie treats she had bought, she handed them to Clint, saying, "I don't know if you brought food for him, or if you allow table foods.&nbsp; I did bring enough for him to have some too."&nbsp; She indicated Jesse with her thumb, and then, finished eating, she took out the extra loaf of bread, throwing small pieces out onto the sand and watching gulls swoop in and eat them.&nbsp; They chatted amicably while Clint completed his meal.&nbsp; "Does Jesse know how to swim?" she asked after a few minutes.&nbsp; "I wouldn't mind wading out to the sandbar."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NinaN</strong> on <strong>23-07-2010, 16:22:58</strong>
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				Grace’s cheeks turned a beautiful shade of pink as she took a sip of her beer.&nbsp; Grace seemed to blush easily, and that is one of the things that was endearing her to Clint.&nbsp; She seemed so innocent.&nbsp; But, she was agreeing with him, that their earlier encounter should be continued.<br><br>When Grace brought out the dog treats, Clint chuckled and commented, “You certainly do seem to have thought of everything.&nbsp; And Jesse can have a little chicken, no skins though, the fat is too rich for him.”<br><br>Clint spread a napkin out as a makeshift bowl and poured out a generous helping of dog treats, and broke a few scraps of chicken off the bone he’d been working on.&nbsp; But while Clint was busy at the cooler with a bottle of water he’d packed for Jesse and a dish he’d tossed in also, Jesse broke training and come over to the meal that Clint had prepared and set about devouring it in as few gulps as possible.&nbsp; By the time Clint had filled the dish with water, Jesse was finished with his food and seemed to be begging for more.<br><br>“Maybe later boy, for now, here is some water for you.”&nbsp; And Jesse immediately busied himself with the water dish, lapping noisily.<br><br>And then, Grace made her suggestion.&nbsp; Clint surveyed their picnic spot, making sure that Jesse couldn’t get in too much trouble during their absence, and said, “The sandbar, eh?&nbsp; I have a better idea, how about if I…RACE YOU?”&nbsp; And Clint Jumped to his feet, but rather than tearing off across the sand, waited for Grace to get to her feet and then took her hand had ran with her, across the sand, and into the calm waters.&nbsp; The water was invigorating this time of year, but not chilly cold.&nbsp; <br><br>As they ran for the sandbar, the water reached their knees, and then their thighs, and finally, at its deepest, the water was a little deeper than waist deep.&nbsp; This is where Clint stopped and dropped to his knees and pulled Grace, almost roughly, down into the water and to him, wrapping his arms around her and immediately covering her mouth with a deep and passionate kiss, the water nearly covering their shoulders.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 04:04:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Grace was surprised when Clint wanted to race her.&nbsp; She stood up and laughed when he grabbed her hand, running with him.&nbsp; "Not much of a race, Clint, if we're running attached!"&nbsp; He led her into the cold water, and her nipples pebbled as it lapped at her.&nbsp; The water was a nice temperature, cooling her off quickly; the day was a little warm for this time of year.&nbsp; She was still laughing when they reached the sandbar, and she squealed a little when Clint pulled her down.&nbsp; <br><br>She didn't expect the kiss, but she leaned into it, gentle waves spraying their faces with water as they explored one another.&nbsp; Grace wrapped her arms around Clint, clinging to him as their tongues found each other.&nbsp; Their bodies melded together, and she felt suppressed feelings within her rising to the surface.&nbsp; A moan escaped her, and Grace made a decision to throw caution to the wind.&nbsp; For once, she was going to live in the moment and enjoy what was before her.&nbsp; She allowed her hand to roam down Clint's spine and over his ass.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NinaN</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 05:25:01</strong>
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				As they were partially submerged under the calm water inside the sandbar, nobody could see anything, if they even bothered to look, other than two people kissing.&nbsp; The water provided the perfect cover for their wandering hands.&nbsp; With his eyes closed while their kiss lingered on, Clint decided to copy Grace’s lead and ran his hands down her back.&nbsp; One hand went lower and cupped one of her cheeks as she had done with him.&nbsp; The other hand lingered at the hem of her swimsuit for a moment, and then worked its way under and continued down further, slowly moving lower, with one finger resting on the heavenly divide that separated her cheeks.&nbsp; <br><br>He made no attempt to push his finger between her cheeks, but he kept moving lower until his knowledge of where his finger was in proximity to her anus and to her vagina made him groan with pent up desire.&nbsp; “Oh Gracie!”&nbsp; He whispered, his voice shaking, not with cold, but with passion.&nbsp; And then he moved his hand, the one outside her swimsuit, upward and between them, up her chest until her breast was under his hand.&nbsp; &nbsp;Her small breast fit his hand perfectly, and when he squeezed if he could feel the hard nipple through her suit, and he wished that their clothing were not obstructing what they both wanted.<br><br>“Oh, Gracie,” he moaned again, I want you so badly.&nbsp; Can we…” But his mouth wasn’t working so well at the moment, so he showed her what he wanted.&nbsp; His hand slipped out from under her swimsuit and up to her neck where he tugged gently at the bow that supported the front of her swimsuit.&nbsp; And when the know began to give way, he smiled at her, hoping she would not object.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 17:51:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Grace gasped softly at the intimacy of Clint's touch.&nbsp; Was she really doing this?&nbsp; In so public a place?&nbsp; She wasn't a virgin, but she was shy and conservative.&nbsp; She had one lover in college, and nobody since then, so it had been a few years since a man had touched her body.&nbsp; She felt like she had been asleep, and a part of her was coming awake.<br><br>She pulled back from Clint just a little, looking around for a moment.&nbsp; Off in the distance, on the beach, she could see Jesse laying down, perhaps napping after his lunch.&nbsp; People dotted the sand, sitting on blankets and playing with frisbees.&nbsp; A few people were in the water, but nobody shared the same little slice of sandbar as them.&nbsp; She took in a deep breath, expelling it slowly as she made up her mind.<br><br>The smile was gone from Grace's face, replaced by lust and a touch of apprehension.&nbsp; She pushed her body back into Clint's, so that it was molded against him.&nbsp; Water still lapped at them in slow waves.&nbsp; She ran her hands between then along Clint's chest and then up to his shoulders, and brought her mouth against his again.&nbsp; This time, the kiss was hot and wet, and she rubbed her breasts against him, moaning.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NinaN</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 22:35:41</strong>
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				Not receiving any indication that Grace was objecting to his untying the top of her suit, but rather, if her moans and expression of lust meant anything, he had her wholehearted approval.&nbsp; He continued to tug at the bow until it came loose and pushed his hand down the front of her body, pushing the top of her swimsuit out of the way and his hand was the only thing covering her breast.&nbsp; <br><br>Clint lowered his hand a little further so he was cupping her breast, still just below the water’s surface and put his mouth into the water and immediately sucked her nipple into his mouth.<br><br>By now Clint was fully erect, and at least two inches of his cock stuck out of the tight band of his Speedo.&nbsp; Clint’s hand left Grace’s breast just long enough to find her hand and guide it to the front of his swimsuit.<br><br>Finally, out of breath, Clint had to come up for air.&nbsp; Between gasps, Clint spoke into Grace’s ear, “Oh, Gracie, I need you bad!&nbsp; Let’s not waste this moment.&nbsp; Let’s be a little daring and do this, right here, and right now!&nbsp; We both want to, so let’s do it!”<br><br>And even as he spoke, Clint was peeling the front of Grace’s suit off of her upper body, so that the trunk part of the suit could be slid down her legs.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>25-07-2010, 02:47:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				When Clint's mouth found Grace's nipple, she whimpered in her desire for him.&nbsp; She couldn't believe she was doing this, where anyone who watched them might be able to tell what was happening.&nbsp; Her face colored at the thought of that, but at the same time, it aroused her.&nbsp; When he came up for air and led her hand to the hard length of him, she gasped.&nbsp; His cock poked out from the stop of his small swimsuit.&nbsp; She had expected to come into contact with fabric, and instead found herself intimately touching his flesh.<br><br>"Oh, God, Clint," she said in a whisper as she rubbed the palm of her hand against the tip of his cock, "Okay.&nbsp; I want to."&nbsp; She couldn't believe she was agreeing to do this.&nbsp; It felt wanton and crazy, but it also felt good.&nbsp; She slid her hand into his waistband, tugging it down even as Clint worked on removing her bathing suit.&nbsp; When his shaft was freed, she wrapped her hand around it and stroked softly, a little unsure of herself.&nbsp; <br><br>Grace closed her eyes, a little bit embarrassed.&nbsp; "Clint, I..uh..it's been a long time for me.&nbsp; And I don't have tons of experience."&nbsp; She rubbed her small breasts along his chest, and then smiled, looking at his eyes.&nbsp; "You feel really good touching me."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NinaN</strong> on <strong>25-07-2010, 04:55:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As Clint was peeling the top of Grace’s swimsuit off of her, she was rubbing the head of his cock with her hand.&nbsp; Clint let out a small gasp as a shudder went through his body.&nbsp; And then he felt her fingers inside the waistband as she slid his trunks down and then wrapped her hand around the length of his shaft and began stroking it.&nbsp; Clint inhaled sharply between his teeth and said, “Oooh baby, that’s soooo good!&nbsp; Won’t you squeeze it a little for me?”<br><br>And as Clint began to pull Grace’s swimsuit down her legs he realized that there was a problem.&nbsp; He wanted Grace to wrap her legs around him and lower herself onto his member, but her swimsuit would be in the way.<br><br>“Look,”, he said, “I’ll need to take your suit off completely for this, you’ll need to trust me to hang on to it and not let it float away.&nbsp; Use my shoulders for support.”&nbsp; And then, ducking under water, Clint lowered her suit down her legs and got her to step out of it and making sure not to let go of it.&nbsp; The image of her body was pretty blurry under water, but he couldn’t help but look, and he loved what he saw.&nbsp; <br><br>Above water again, Clint reassured her, “It’s been a long time for me too baby.&nbsp; Here, let me guide you.&nbsp; All you need to do is wrap your arms around my neck, then jump up a little, and wrap your legs around my middle.&nbsp; I can take it from there.”<br><br>When Grace jumped and raised her legs to wrap around him, Clint got his hands under her soft thighs and helped to raise her body high enough that he would be able to enter her.&nbsp; When her legs were wrapped firmly around his middle, he began to lower her bottom slowly, until he felt the tip of his cock bump into her.&nbsp; “Mmmm, there baby,” he said, “Do you feel me?”<br><br>He repositioned his hands now so he could separate her lips and help to guide himself into her.&nbsp; By the time the tip of his cock found the opening of her vagina, Clint was breathing very heavily with anticipation.&nbsp; He paused a moment longer to say, “All right baby, here we are.”&nbsp; And began to let her body drop lower and he could feel his cock as it pushed past her lips and then as it began to enter her body.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>25-07-2010, 23:53:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Grace followed Clint's instructions without question, allowing him to remove her suit so that her body was exposed completely underneath the swirling waters.&nbsp; In a way, this was easier than if he'd come to her bed or if she had gone to his.&nbsp; Their passion was palpable, and their movements hurried.&nbsp; She didn't have to cover her body with her hands or a bedsheet, or ask him to turn the lights off to shield herself from his eyes.&nbsp; The water worked instead to blanket her, and instead they relied on touches alone to drive their desire forward.<br><br>When he had her positioned where he wanted her and then parted her with his fingers, her head fell back, her mouth open in a silent gasp.&nbsp; She pushed aside thoughts of the fact that they were having sex on a sandbar at a public beach and instead lost herself in sensation.&nbsp; When the tip of Clint's penis spread her apart and pushed into her, she cried out, the sound soft and sweet.&nbsp; "Oh, Clint, yes.&nbsp; That feels so good," she moaned.&nbsp; Her body gripped him snugly, tight because it had been so long for her.&nbsp; <br><br>Grace let Clint guide their movements, giving herself to him completely.&nbsp; She listened to his soft murmurs as he urged her on, all the while sliding in and back out of her in slow, smooth strokes.&nbsp; "Mmmm....oh, God," she groaned as her body became more and more slick.&nbsp; She ground herself on him, rubbing her erect nipples into his chest, and then brought her mouth crashing back into his.&nbsp; Her tongue delved into its depths, exploring every inch of him.&nbsp; She could feel his shaft inside her, and with every sensual stroke, she could feel his body rubbing against her clitoris, stimulating her until she was in a frenzy.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NinaN</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 02:54:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As Clint lowered her bottom onto his erect manhood, he entered her tight love tunnel, a little at a time.&nbsp; She was incredibly tight, and if not for the fact that she had admitted to at least some experience, he would be wondering if she were a virgin.&nbsp; <br><br>Clint lifted her hips a little, until the head of his cock was just inside her opening, and then lowered her again, this time a little lower, and with her vaginal muscles relaxing just a bit more.&nbsp; Finally, after repeating that a few more times, her lips were caressing the base of his cock and Clint groaned into her ear, “Oh Jesus, baby, you’re so incredibly tight, I can’t believe how good you feel!”<br><br>And then, without lifting her, he rolled his hips forward and back, so his cock made little short strokes, deep inside her tight pussy, and he had the feeling his cock was on fire.&nbsp; In fact, even this stimulation was arousing him way too much and too soon if she needed time to catch up with him.<br><br>Clint tried to ignore how incredibly good her cunt felt wrapped around him and squeezing him so sensuously, and began to help her lift herself up and then back down, in long slow strokes.&nbsp; And then, they were kissing, their tongues exploring, wantonly, almost barbarically, the depths of each other’s mouths.&nbsp; And all the while, he could feel her hard nipples rubbing his chest as Grace held herself tightly to him.<br><br>And with how long it had been since he had been with a woman, not to mention the raw erotic power of where they were making love, Clint found himself rapidly losing control.&nbsp; He did not say so in words, and he was still trying to delay even for an extra second, but in his rapid breathing, and movements that became increasingly jerkier, it was clear that Clint was on the brink of an incredible release inside Grace’s hot pussy.<br><br>Then, with a rapind inhalation of breath, he broke their kiss and pressed his lips against Grace’s ear, and exclaimed, “Oh God, Gracie!” And he thrust into her deeply.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 05:56:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Grace could feel that Clint was close; his breathing was labored, and his hips were moving against her almost frenetically.&nbsp; Each time he pressed into her, she felt the gentle, insistent rubbing on her clit, and the sensation drove her wild.&nbsp; Almost as if in the distance, she could hear tiny little sounds;&nbsp; she realized with surprise that those little moans were coming from her.&nbsp; <br><br>She tore her mouth away from Clint's and tracked hot, wet kisses down his jaw to his shoulder.&nbsp; There she buried her face even as she clung to him, her body moving against his in desperate need.&nbsp; She listened to him say her name as his thrusting became harder and more persistent, and had a fleeting thought that somehow, Clint made her childhood nickname sound womanly and sexy, and then suddenly all thought was gone as her body shattered.&nbsp; Her orgasm hit her hard, and even in the haze of it, she could feel his final thrust, harder than the rest.&nbsp; <br><br>Clint's arms still held her, and she didn't move her arms or legs from around him until the tremors and spasms subsided.&nbsp; Grace's face remained buried in Clint's shoulder, and it was with surprise that she realized that all of the moisture on her face was not from the salty water of the ocean.&nbsp; Tears streaked her cheeks.&nbsp; Finally, she moved her arm and wiped them away, not wanting Clint to see.&nbsp; She didn't want him to think she had regrets or was saddened by what she had just done.&nbsp; On the contrary, the tears, she felt pretty sure, had been of happiness.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NinaN</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 23:49:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His last thrust had done it.&nbsp; Clint felt his hot cum spurting out and immediately coat the head of his cock and the inside of Grace’s vagina with its warm stickiness.&nbsp; His hips and cock spasmed repeatedly as he continued to squirt his gooey load.&nbsp; He pressed his face hard against Grace’s cheek as he groaned in ecstatic release.&nbsp; And he was aware of Grace being caught up in the same throes of hot ecstasy as he was as their bodies twitched and groaned together.<br><br>Finally, as both were seemingly spent, Clint turned his head and kissed Grace’s ear, and worked forward along her jaw until he once again found her lips.&nbsp; And only then did he begin to become aware again of their nudity.&nbsp; He looked around warily, there was no one nearby, thank God, but as his member was shriveling back to flaccidity still inside of Grave’s pussy, he realized that they were both quite exposed out in the open as they were, even though the water hid most of what they had done. And he offered to help Grace with her swimsuit.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>27-07-2010, 05:26:44</strong>
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				As her deep, panting breaths evened out, reality came crashing back for Grace.&nbsp; She noticed Clint looking around, and realized with embarrassment that she was nude in the water with a man's penis inside of her, a man whom she had only known for a few days.&nbsp; Pink dotted her cheeks;&nbsp; what must Clint think of her?&nbsp; Not that he hadn't desired her.&nbsp; Clearly, his wants had matched her own.&nbsp; But the fact that she was willing to have sex in a public date on what was, at best, their second date?&nbsp; He must think her easy, she thought with mortification.<br><br>When Clint offered to help her with her clothes, Grace nodded, afraid to meet his eyes, unsure what she would see in them.&nbsp; Would it be disrespect?&nbsp; Or would he just look sated, with no further care than what was between them in the moment?&nbsp; She untangled herself from him, feeling him slip out of her even as her body silently protested the loss.&nbsp; She was careful to stay on her knees so that the water remained an effective shield, and finally looked at Clint, her expression unsure and apprehensive.&nbsp; She gave him a small smile.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NinaN</strong> on <strong>27-07-2010, 15:33:59</strong>
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				Clint double-checked to make sure he was holding her suit the right was before he slipped it underwater.&nbsp; “Here,” he said, “Not being able to stand will make this awkward, so hold on to my shoulders so you can balance.”&nbsp; And Clint leaned forward with her swimsuit in front of him, “Okay, left foot first.”&nbsp; He located her foot by feel with his hands and the guided the leg of the swimsuit over her foot and up to the knee.&nbsp; “All right, and now the right.”<br><br>And when she tried her best to smile, he returned it with a full and reassuring smile of his own, he did not disrespect her, and he most certainly felt no indifference toward her now that he had been satisfied.&nbsp; What Clint wanted his smile to say more than anything was, “I’m not going anywhere.”<br><br>When both legs were in the swimsuit he started pulling it up her creamy thighs but then stopped, an embarrassed expression on his face, and he said, “Er, maybe you should take over now, I’m not really sure of the mechanics of putting one of these on.”&nbsp; And then he added with a grin, “Having never put one on, that is.”<br><br>But then, as she was making the final adjustments to her swimsuit, Clint looked at Grace seriously, and said, “Gracie?&nbsp; Please don’t feel embarrassed by what we’ve done.&nbsp; We both wanted it, and if I may be presumptuous, I think we both needed it too.&nbsp; But let’s not make what happened here a precedent for future behavior.&nbsp; I’d like to think there is more to us than just hurried sex.&nbsp; Okay”<br><br>Then, finally remembering, Clint pulled his Speedo up his legs and back into place and then moved forward and offered Grace a hug.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>27-07-2010, 19:05:27</strong>
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				Grace clung to Clint as he maneuvered her bathing suit back onto her body.&nbsp; "Well, it came off easy enough, so it should go back on," she tried to joke, but in her nervousness, the joke sounded hollow and forced.&nbsp; When she was dressed, he smiled at her, and suddenly, she knew her worries were for naught.&nbsp; His expression was sincere and reassuring.&nbsp; He offered soothing words that further boosted her confidence about what had happened between them.&nbsp; And then, when he mentioned a future for them,&nbsp; Grace smiled broadly, leaning into his body and letting him wrap his arms around her.&nbsp; <br><br>"Okay," she said, "That sounds like a deal.&nbsp; Next time, we won't rush into the sex. We'll take our time."&nbsp; Her voice was teasing and playful as she allowed herself to enjoy the afterglow of what had transpired.&nbsp; She stayed wrapped in his arms, determined to hang onto this feeling of satiated contentment.&nbsp; <br><br>Finally, they broke apart and frolicked in the waves for a little longer.&nbsp; She enjoyed the constant touching: arms around waists, hands grasping one another, little pecks and deeper kisses; it was intimate without being sexual.&nbsp; They eventually made their way back to their blanket, greeting a very excited Jesse, and sat down, enjoying each other's company and the feel of the sun soaking into them. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NinaN</strong> on <strong>29-07-2010, 02:20:07</strong>
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				Clint smiled at her thoughts about not rushing things and held her, wrapped in his arms.&nbsp; God, it felt good having her this close.<br><br>And then it was playtime.&nbsp; Clint let Jesse off leash, even though it was strictly speaking, against the rules, and let him join in the fun.&nbsp; &nbsp;He’d prance between Clint and Grace, barking all the while, and stand on his hind legs waving his paws as if trying to box.<br><br>Clint began to run out of steam first, and then Grace, leaving only Jesse with a seemingly full charge of energy.&nbsp; Clint and Grace sat on the blanket again, with Grace leaning comfortably against Clint’s shoulder.&nbsp; Jesse was back on his leash now and laying next to the couple, nearest Grace.<br><br>It was then that Clint suggested they might want to be thinking about going soon, but, not ready for the day to end, suggested an activity beyond their time at the beach.<br><br>“What would you say to stopping at the store on the way home and buying a few groceries?&nbsp; Them, let’s go to my house and I’ll make you dinner.&nbsp; And then, I’ll drive my date home so that she will be on her doorstep by a very respectable 9:00.”&nbsp; He smiled.&nbsp; “So, does that sound like a plan?”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>29-07-2010, 03:50:59</strong>
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				Grace smiled broadly at Clint.&nbsp; "Oh, yes," she responded to his suggestion, "That sounds wonderful!"&nbsp; She leaned in and kissed him again, brushing her lips against his.&nbsp; She was tired, tuckered out from what had been a rather full day.&nbsp; She blushed when she thought about what had contributed to her exhaustion; since Clint wasn't judging her for it, she was looking forward to the next time with enthusiasm that she hadn't felt in a very long time for anything.<br><br>Clint stood and helped her to her feet, and together, they packed up what they had brought to the beach.&nbsp; They got it into his vehicle, and Jesse clambered into the back seat, already understanding that Grace had displaced him from the front seat.&nbsp; She laughed and scratched his head, telling him she was sorry as she fed him a dog biscuit.&nbsp; The offering seemed to work; he wagged his tail at her as he chomped happily on the treat.&nbsp; She looked at Clint and playfully asked, "So, are you as easily bribed as your friend here?"<br><br>As they got on their way, heading back into town to the grocery store, Grace thought about how wonderful the day had been.&nbsp; She felt thrilled that Clint had wanted to make her dinner.&nbsp; She was curious about his home, but more than that, she wasn't ready for the date to end.&nbsp; Sure, she was tired, and she knew that women shouldn't be clingy, but she was enjoying the company of her lover and wasn't quite ready yet to call it a day.&nbsp; She smiled as she rolled the term "lover" around in her mind, enjoying the use of it.&nbsp; He was her <em>lover.</em>&nbsp; Grace Sandleman, resident prude and recluse, had a lover!&nbsp; She glanced over at him, her smile wide as she realized how silly her thoughts were.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NinaN</strong> on <strong>29-07-2010, 05:39:15</strong>
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				Yes, it had definitely been a wonderful day, Clint would agree, and he was glad that she had agreed to dinner, he really wanted to prolong this marvelous day as much as possible.<br><br>While loading things into the car, when she had asked him to rank his bribability against Jesse’s, he’d replied with a leer, “Well, that all depends, what did you have in mind?”&nbsp; And then he winked at her with a grin.<br><br>And speaking of grins, Clint noticed he’d been doing that a lot this afternoon, and it seemed to be catchy, because Grace was grinning too.&nbsp; In fact, on their drive home, every time he glanced over at her, Grace seemed to be grinning.&nbsp; Clint couldn’t help himself, and he asked an off the wall question, “I wonder if the world will survive with two less canaries in it?”&nbsp; He tried to hold his laughter, but failed miserably.<br><br>As they got nearer to home, and to the grocery, Clint was going over in his mind what they would need for dinner.&nbsp; And when they got to the store, he had it all planned out.&nbsp; He asked Grace to get a large head of fresh spinach and told her what veggies he had at home and asked her to round those out with enough to make a good salad.&nbsp; And he told her he was off to get the main course and to find a nice bottle of wine.<br><br>On his own, Clint picked out two nice salmon filets and a bottle of light red wine.&nbsp; Clint had always considered salmon to be the exception to the rule of white wine with fish.&nbsp; As long as it was a delicate red wine, Clint liked that better.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>29-07-2010, 22:32:29</strong>
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				Laughing at Clint's response to her bribery joke, Grace playfully said, "Oh, no. A girl can't give away all of her secrets at once."&nbsp; But she rolled her eyed even when she said it; she was an open book, her face too expressive to allow her to play feminine games like other women could. <br><br>She saw that Clint was as thrilled as she felt, his face bright and happy with smiles and laughter.&nbsp; It took her a moment to see where he was going with the canary comment, but then she started laughing, his merriment contagious. <br><br>Once they got to the store, they split up, with Grace going into the produce section.&nbsp; She picked up some tomatoes and carrots, along with a couple of other vegetables, and then went wandering around the store to find Clint.&nbsp; She found him, basket in hand, picking out wine, and when she reached where he stood, she said, "Okay, I got the veggies for the salad."&nbsp; This felt so domestic, shopping for groceries with a man.&nbsp; It was her first time doing so with someone who wasn't her dad, and she found herself liking the feeling. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NinaN</strong> on <strong>30-07-2010, 16:16:50</strong>
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				As Clint ventured off on his own toward fresh fish, he marveled at how comfortable and how natural his current situation felt.&nbsp; He questioned whether this might be a prolonged afterglow from their encounter earlier, but Clint didn’t think so.&nbsp; This was something different, and Clint decided that he liked having feelings like this where Gracie was concerned.<br><br>And then, as he pondered the wine selection, she’d come up next to him, her task complete, and he wrapped an arm around her waist and caressed her body briefly as if it were the most natural thing in the world.&nbsp; Yes, he really liked these feelings.<br><br>When they arrived at his house and had finished the unpacking, Clint fed Jesse before he began making their dinner.&nbsp; He got a pot out for cooking the spinach and a bowl for the salad and volunteered Grace to take care of the greens while he went to work on the fish.<br><br>And then, at the dinner table, when everything was set and the wine was opened, Clint reached across the table and took Grace’s hand. “I’d like to think you for a wonderful day.”&nbsp; And then he added, feeling a little self conscious, “And I do mean the whole day, it’s really been wonderful.”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>31-07-2010, 18:43:35</strong>
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				Grace looked around Clint's tidy kitchen, impressed.&nbsp; His house was much like hers, which was no surprise since he lived so close to her.&nbsp; He kept it up nicely, and she was a little surprised.&nbsp; She'd always assumed that bachelors would be messy, but her vague impression as he'd led her into the kitchen upon their arrival had been that Clint's house was orderly and tastefully furnished.<br><br>She prepared the salad as she watched him cook.&nbsp; He was comfortable with the task, moving about his kitchen with ease and self-assuredness.&nbsp; They worked mostly in silence, still sharing small smiles and quick pecks whenever he came near her to get supplies.&nbsp; She helped set the table, and then, since the fish took longer than the salad, she plopped herself on an unused part of the counter and watched him finish.&nbsp; <br><br>She would have liked to take a quick shower before sitting down for dinner; her body felt gritty from the dried saltwater.&nbsp; But she didn't feel quite comfortable enough to ask to use his shower, and besides, she didn't have clothes to change into.&nbsp; They sat down to eat, and Clint took her hand in hers.&nbsp; She blushed softly at his words and smiled at him.&nbsp; "Oh, Clint," she said, "I've had a wonderful day, too.&nbsp; All of it."&nbsp; Her smile widened as she said the last part.&nbsp; When he'd said those words, he was letting her know that he enjoyed more than just the sex.&nbsp; When she said the words, she was letting him know that she had come to terms with their earlier intimacy.<br><br>She took a small bite of fish.&nbsp; "This is delicious," she exclaimed.&nbsp; She enjoyed dinner, eating every bite of the delicate fish and drinking two classes of wine.&nbsp; Well, she thought it was two glasses; he kept refilling her goblet, so maybe it was more than two.&nbsp; Jesse was lounging near the wall, tired from the excitement of the day, his eyes closed.&nbsp; She felt a sense of contentment that had been missing from her life for the last couple of years, and wondered how she'd been lucky enough that this man picked her street to turn on when he was walking his dog.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NinaN</strong> on <strong>01-08-2010, 02:28:46</strong>
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				Clint graciously accepted her compliment of his cooking, and thanked her, while beaming at what she’d said.&nbsp; <br><br>Dinner was a very contented time, a time to unwind, and a time for the two of them to enjoy each other’s company over a nice meal, and in an intimate setting.&nbsp; Clint wasn’t trying to get Grace drunk, he did his best to share it between the two of them, and, as the meal ended he poured the last of the bottle into their glasses and suggested that they retire to the living room.<br><br>Clint offered his hand to Grace upon standing and went into the living room and sat on the couch, inviting Grace to a spot next to him.&nbsp; Clint was not trying to start anything that would be better left to a later date, but he did have a strong desire to be close to Grace.&nbsp; &nbsp; On the couch, he was turned toward her and rested his wrist on her shoulder, leaving his hand free to caress her neck, or to urge her forward into a kiss, which he did now.<br><br>With his eyes closed, he slowly explored her lips and mouth, savoring every second of their time together, which would be ending all too soon.&nbsp; He had promised to have her home by 9PM and he fully intended to keep that promise.&nbsp; <br><br>When the kiss ended, he sighed and said, “It’s nearly 9:00, and a promise is a promise.&nbsp; And, I think that since we have pretty nearly polished off a bottle of wine between us, I had better walk you home.&nbsp; It will be safer than driving.”<br><br>Clint’s body was screaming that he should not be trying to end this time, but to prolong it as long as possible.&nbsp; Why not convince her to spend the night?&nbsp; But at the same time, his mind told him that everything would be better if they waited and took things more slowly.&nbsp; He knew his mind was right, but deep down he was almost wishing that she’d say, “The hell with promises, I would like to stay the night.”<br><br>Clint did not share his inner turmoil, rather, he caressed her shoulder with his hand and finished his glass of wine.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>01-08-2010, 03:50:16</strong>
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				After dinner was over, Grace and Clint relaxed on the couch.&nbsp; She wrapped his arm around her and kissed her; the experience was very enjoyable for her.&nbsp; The kiss wasn't sexual - she could tell he was careful not to deepen it - but it was sweet, and only worked to increase the intimacy between them.&nbsp; Finally, he broke away to walk her home.&nbsp; She had half expected that Clint would ask her to stay the night, but he didn't.&nbsp; She found it sweet that he was so considerate, and so concerned with keeping his promise to her.&nbsp; She felt almost like she was a teenager with a curfew, and she had to be back at nine or her parents would ground her.<br><br>As the took off for her house, the had their arms around one anothers waists, and Jesse was in tow.&nbsp; They took their time walking; the evening was balmy, the breeze blowing in their air.&nbsp; When they arrived in front of her house, Clint walked her to the front door.&nbsp; Jesse sniffed at the swing while she unlocked the house and Clint stood behind her.&nbsp; She opened the door and turned, looking into her lover's eyes.&nbsp; Impulsively, she blurted out, "Clint, stay the night with me."&nbsp; <br><br>Even as she said the words, she turned red.&nbsp; He was going to think...&nbsp; "I-I mean, we don't have to do...anything."&nbsp; The words trailed off, and she stood before him, feeling like an idiot.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NinaN</strong> on <strong>01-08-2010, 05:43:57</strong>
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				Clint enjoyed the leisurely walk back to Grace’s house.&nbsp; It felt good walking close like this, almost as if they were joined together, two, walking as one.&nbsp; Clint could imagine many walks like this in the future now that Gracie was part of his life.&nbsp; He wanted that.<br><br>But then, he warned himself not to get so far ahead of himself.&nbsp; Their road may have many twists and turns between tonight and a time when such walks were an everyday occurrence.&nbsp; This early in their relationship, it was even impossible to tell, were their paths joining?&nbsp; Or were they simply intersecting?<br><br>Clint shook his head, annoyed with himself for analyzing everything.&nbsp; Don’t worry about tomorrow, over which you have no control; rather, enjoy the moment, he told himself.<br><br>When they slowly walked up Grace’s walk, they both slowed, neither wanting to end their day and evening together, and both knowing that it was about to do just that, end.<br><br>"Clint, stay the night with me." <br><br>As soon as the words left her lips, Clint was watching her closely, noting her immediate blush, and then her partial recantation.&nbsp; He turned and held her by the shoulders for a long moment, watching her, his own expression expectant, but then turning into compassion as he pulled Grace into his arms and, holding her tightly said, “Oh, Gracie, I would love nothing more than to spend the night with you, and we will have that night, soon, I can feel it.&nbsp; But tonight is not that night.&nbsp; I feel certain we would both regret my staying tonight.”<br><br>Clint drew his head back just far enough to kiss Grace on the forehead, “We’ll spend the night together, and soon, but let it be at its proper time, when we are both ready to take the step.”<br><br>He loosened the grip of his arms around her body, and said, “Today was one of the best days I’ve spent, and I have you to thank for it.&nbsp; I hope we can do it again, and soon!”<br><br>Clint pulled his head back and sought her lips for a goodnight kiss, and this time he didn’t hold back.&nbsp; He knew that this kiss would leave his body aching for more, but he wanted the final moment of deep bonding with her before he said goodnight.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>01-08-2010, 19:44:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Grace bit back a sigh of disappointment when Clint turned down her invitation.&nbsp; She had felt so certain that he would say yes.&nbsp; But then, he could have a zillion reasons for saying no.&nbsp; &nbsp;Maybe he really was just tired;&nbsp; lord knew she was.&nbsp; Or maybe he had church on Sundays, or family he spent the day with.&nbsp; They had talked some, but really, she'd only known him for a few days.&nbsp; She smiled as she thought about getting to know him better, learning more about him.&nbsp; <br><br>He leaned in to kiss her, and she had expected a chaste kiss like the one he'd given her on the couch.&nbsp; But the kiss was more. It was as if his touch was trying to tell her his feelings for her, and the kiss was deep and sweet and filled with passion.&nbsp; When finally, after long minutes, Clint pulled away from her, Grace brought her fingers to her lips, touching them softly.&nbsp; &nbsp;"Good night, Clint," she whispered, and then turned and went into her house. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NinaN</strong> on <strong>01-08-2010, 22:32:54</strong>
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				Clint stood there after she had wished him a good night and turned her back to go in the house.&nbsp; He stood there as the door closed behind her and clicked shut.&nbsp; And he stood there in the dark for long moments after, thinking.<br><br>“What had just happened her,” he questioned himself.&nbsp; “Did you really just tell this lovely woman, ‘No, I don’t want to spend the night with you’?&nbsp; Because, that’s the way she probably heard it.”<br><br>Clint had been so sure that he detected reservation in her voice when she invited him to stay.&nbsp; But then, the disappointment was so obvious when he turned her down, his explanation for his reasoning sounded hollow, even in his own ears as he tried to justify his decision to her.<br><br>He was hating himself right now for being the one to disappoint Grace.&nbsp; He never meant to do that to her.&nbsp; He had actually believed his decision was for the best, that she would thank him for it, eventually.&nbsp; “Yeah,” an internal voice piped up, “If the relationship lasts that long!”<br><br>So, had Clint just shown himself to be the world’s biggest dumb shit when it came to women?&nbsp; Had he just over-analyzed himself out of one of the best things that had ever happened to him?<br><br>Clint raised his hand to knock on Grace’s door, but still, he hesitated.&nbsp; Clint’s breathing became a little short and labored.&nbsp; The fact was, this relationship scared hell out of him.&nbsp; It seemed to move forward with the power of a freight train at times, and he thought that maybe his earlier rationalization was his way of slowing that train down to a rate that was more comfortable.<br><br>And then he asked himself, “So, what’s it to be Clint?&nbsp; Will you listen to your rationalization, or will you listen to your heart?”<br><br>He only had to consider the question for a few moments before he knew the answer.&nbsp; He took a deep breath to try to calm his nerves and knocked on <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>02-08-2010, 01:23:44</strong>
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				Once she was inside and had shut and locked the door, Grace stood with her back leaned against it, a silly smile pasted on her face.&nbsp; The day had been <em>perfect</em>.&nbsp; She stood for long moments there, thinking about Clint and the happiness he brought into her life.&nbsp; She'd been trudging along for years, not really living, she realized.&nbsp; But now... now she felt vibrant and alive and happy.&nbsp; Happier than she could ever remember being before.&nbsp; Sure, she was disappointed that Clint hadn't said yes to spending the night, but really, maybe he was right.&nbsp; Maybe it was too soon; what did she know about adult relationships anyway?&nbsp; It wasn't like she had tons of experience.<br><br>Still smiling, she finally took a step away from the door.&nbsp; She really needed to hop in the shower.&nbsp; And then maybe she'd curl up with a book or watch some television.&nbsp; Just as she started to walk away from the door, she heard a knock.&nbsp; Grace frowned.&nbsp; Clint?&nbsp; She figured he would have left by now.&nbsp; She looked through the peephole, confirming that it was him.&nbsp; Maybe he'd realized that he didn't have her phone number, and wanted to ask for it.&nbsp; She opened the door, smiling happily at the thought that she'd get another moment with him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NinaN</strong> on <strong>03-08-2010, 02:57:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				When Clint heard Grace behind the door and then the doorknob turn, his mind went completely blank.&nbsp; He was lost for words to say.&nbsp; And then, the door opened, and she was there in front of him again.<br><br>He stammered, “Gracie, I…”&nbsp; And that’s as far as he got before his words ran out.&nbsp; And then. Clint felt himself moving forward, but he was unaware that he had made the decision to move.&nbsp; He moved toward Grace and embraced her tightly, and kissed her, never wanting to stop.<br><br>When the kiss finally ended, he asked in a voice that was slightly unsteady, “So, is a guy allowed to change his mind?”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>03-08-2010, 06:13:01</strong>
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				Pretty much as soon as she opened the door, Grace felt herself pushed back, Clint's arms around her and his mouth devouring her own.&nbsp; At first, she was wide-eyed with surprise, but soon closed her eyes and relaxed into his body, swept up in his passion.&nbsp; Somewhere, a part of her mind said, through the haze, that surely at least one of her busybody neighbors would be watching.&nbsp; No doubt she'd be hearing about it eventually.&nbsp; She pushed the thoughts aside and kissed back with the same fervor that Clint displayed.<br><br>Finally, he pulled back.&nbsp; She was panting when he asked, “So, is a guy allowed to change his mind?”&nbsp; For a long moment, she just looked at him.&nbsp; He was changing his mind?&nbsp; He wanted to be with her?&nbsp; Her heart thrilled when she realized that he didn't want to part ways with her any more than she wanted her time with him to end.<br><br>"Yes,"&nbsp; she said.&nbsp; And then she smiled, her face bright.&nbsp; "Yes, of course you can.&nbsp; Bring Jesse in."&nbsp; She waited until they were both inside, and then closed and locked the front door.&nbsp; Her back was to Clint, when suddenly, the situation hit her.&nbsp; She had a man in her house, and he was going to spend the night with her.&nbsp; She was nervous, she realized.&nbsp; She turned to face Clint.&nbsp; "Listen, I want you here with me," she said, feeling like she needed to be very upfront with him.&nbsp; "I'm not sure that I'll be comfortable having s-...um, being intimate with you, though.&nbsp; All of this is moving fast for me.&nbsp; I like you a lot...," and then she let her voice trail off.&nbsp; She closed her eyes and leaned back against the door.&nbsp; She was nervous and rambling, she thought miserably, and she'd probably just completely blown it with Clint.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NinaN</strong> on <strong>04-08-2010, 00:01:54</strong>
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				Now that he was with her again, Clint felt much happier than he had when she had closed the door earlier and he contemplated the idea of going home alone.&nbsp; But along with the joy, there was some anxiety mixed in.&nbsp; As much as he tried to tell himself that they were okay, he knew that they were moving too fast, and that scared him, more than he really cared to admit.<br><br>Then, Gracie ushered both he and Jesse into her house, and closed the door.&nbsp; And again, there was that feeling of finality when the door closed, only this time it was because he’d reversed his decision.&nbsp; If it weren’t for the fact that Clint had realized how much he over analyzed things, his brain would again be in high gear with the closing of the door, wondering if he’d done the right thing in coming back.&nbsp; And down that path was the road to insanity, and clear evidence for Grace to see that he was indeed crazy beyond help.<br><br>Clint listened to Grace’s troubled explanation with patience and understanding.&nbsp; And when she closed her eyes and leaned against the door, Clint went to her and put his arms gently around her.&nbsp; He said softly, “If you’re trying to say that you are scared and that this is all moving too fast for you, then, I know, join the club.”<br><br>He paused for a minute, thinking of the best way to convey what he was feeling, “It’s just that I didn’t want to be without you.&nbsp; After the day we spent together, that just seemed wrong to me, that’s why I came back.&nbsp; He paused, rubbing Grace’s back softly.&nbsp; “I could even sleep on the couch if that would make you more comfortable, or, after we’ve talked a little bit, I could even go home after all and we each sleep in our own beds.&nbsp; I just don’t want you to feel pressured is all.”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>04-08-2010, 04:11:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Grace felt Clint's arms wrapped around her and listened to his soothing words.&nbsp; Knowing that he felt a little overwhelmed by the intense pace of their relationship comforted her.&nbsp; She opened her eyes and smiled into his eyes.&nbsp; In a subdued voice, she said, "Thank you.&nbsp; You seem too good to be true, you know."&nbsp; She knew she was lucky.&nbsp; Not only had he changed his mind, but he was even supportive through her uncertainty.<br><br>She led him into the tidy living room.&nbsp; The furniture was casual, and everything was in its place.&nbsp; Holding Clint's hand and looking into his eyes, she said, "I want you to stay.&nbsp; And if you're okay with it, I want you with me.&nbsp; Maybe we could just play it by ear?"&nbsp; She waited for his response, and then took a deep breath.&nbsp; "Clint, I'm going to take a shower.&nbsp; You can make yourself and Jesse at home," she said, "or you can join me."&nbsp; She knew she was being bold.&nbsp; And she hoped he understood that she wasn't trying to send mixed signals.&nbsp; She really just wanted to enjoy his body without the pressure of having sex.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NinaN</strong> on <strong>04-08-2010, 05:05:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Clint allowed himself to be led into the living room, and hen it hit him, what about Jesse?&nbsp; He was in a strange house, and might not be with his master all night.&nbsp; Would he be okay?&nbsp; For sure, he would need to be let out to do his business at least once before Clint turned in.<br><br>At some point, Clint shook his head in disagreement and said, “Not too good, Gracie, only good enough for you.&nbsp; And he smiled at her sincerely.&nbsp; And then, answering her stated desire that he be with her, “And I want to be with you Gracie, you know I do.”<br><br>When she mentioned a shower, Clint was about to put the brakes on again, and then decided to play it by ear as she’d suggested, so, he said, You go on ahead, I need to see to Jesse for a minute.&nbsp; I’d like to let him out in your backyard for a little while.&nbsp; But once I know he’s okay, I’ll catch up with you in a few minutes.<br><br>He went outside with Jesse after turning on the back patio light and watched him for a few minutes, mentally marking the location of Jesse’s ‘business’ so he could be sure to clean up after him later.&nbsp; Then he left Jesse outside and followed his ears to the sound of running water.<br><br>When he found the bathroom, Clint let Grace know that he was there and began to undress.&nbsp; When he finished, he knocked on the shower and asked in a kidding voice, “Mind if I join you?” And then stepped inside.&nbsp; Clint did not try to do anything overtly, he wanted Gracie to feel at ease, and determined that she would set the pace for whatever their shower consisted of.&nbsp; Of course, part of him was much more eager than the rest, and was making its presence in the shower known in the only way it knew how, by standing at attention.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>04-08-2010, 18:11:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As Clint took Jesse to the backyard, Grace cursed herself for making the impulsive invitation to join her in the shower.&nbsp; Her body wasn't exactly one that you'd find on the cover of a magazine.&nbsp; She stripped off her clothing and threw them in a hamper, and then stood before the mirror for a moment, looking at herself.&nbsp; She wasn't huge, but her tummy wasn't exactly a washboard either.&nbsp; And her breasts... she'd always longed for the full breasts other women had, but hers were small.&nbsp; They wouldn't even be a handful for Clint.&nbsp; She sighed, thinking that maybe she should save up for a boob job or something.&nbsp; <br><br>She turned the faucet on in the shower, letting the water warm up.&nbsp; As she tested it and stepped inside, she wondered if Clint would be turned off by her body.&nbsp; They had made love in the water earlier, of course, but he hadn't been able to see her clearly through the water.&nbsp; &nbsp;Part of her wished she hadn't invited him in, but it wasn't because she didn't want to be with him.&nbsp; She was just nervous about his reaction to her.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Grace was so lost in her musings that she didn't hear Clint come into the bathroom.&nbsp; Her back to him, she turned her head and looked over her shoulder at him as he stepped in behind her.&nbsp; &nbsp;She smiled, feeling a little more at ease now that he was actually with her.&nbsp; <br><br>Biting the bullet, she took a deep breath, turning to face him.&nbsp; He was going to see her body sooner or later, and she may as well get it over with.&nbsp; She didn't look in his eyes, keeping her gaze firmly on his chest as she grabbed the bar of soap.&nbsp; This would be a safe way to explore his body, she thought, without the pressure of sex.&nbsp; She lathered her hands and took a step toward him, water cascading over both of them. <br><br>And then she looked down.&nbsp; His penis was erect, physical evidence of his arousal.&nbsp; Her breath caught, and she looked at his face, her nostrils flaring and her eyes darkening.&nbsp; Her reaction to his arousal was evident, and the sexual tension she felt seemed palpable.&nbsp; Had she really been so stupid as to say no sex?
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NinaN</strong> on <strong>05-08-2010, 00:06:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				When Clint stepped into the shower, Grace had her back turned to him, and she seemed almost surprised to see him behind her, as if she was preoccupied with something.&nbsp; When she glanced over her shoulder at him, it was apparent that she was nervous about something.&nbsp; Maybe she was having second thoughts, Clint couldn’t know for sure.<br><br>The she turned to face him and seemed like she was going to do something with a bar of soap, but then she glanced down and saw his state of arousal.&nbsp; When she looked into his eyes, hers were wide and dark, and Clint was sure he could have taken her right there, but he didn’t.<br><br>He looked at her face, and into her eyes, his expression calm and self-assured.&nbsp; He’d meant to let her set the pace for whatever happened, but he’d sensed a little confusion in her expression, probably because things were going so fast, and they both seemed pretty determined that their relationship was going to be on a rocket sled.<br><br>Clint reached down and gently took the soap from Grace’s hand, and then, turned her around so that her back was toward him.&nbsp; As he looked at her from behind, he marveled at the beautiful curve of her neck and, lathering his hands with soap, lowered his lips and just brushed them against the sensuous curve.&nbsp; “May I wash you?”&nbsp; He whispered to her.<br><br>Then he stepped back a little and rubbed her back with his hands, washing away the sand dust and salt spray, leaving her skin smooth and slippery.&nbsp; When he reached the level of her hips, he knelt down, lathering his hands again and continued, soaping her curvy ass and down her legs.&nbsp; Then he put a hand on either hip and encouraged her to turn toward him again.&nbsp; And this time he started at her feet and worked his way up to her hips.&nbsp; He was not trying to be explicitly sexual, so he didn’t pay any special attention to her pussy, but neither did he avoid&nbsp; it altogether<br><br>Before he stood up, he gazed up to her face and smiled, hoping that she was enjoying her moment of pampering.&nbsp; Before he stood up to finish her washing, he brought his lips near and kissed her delicately on the hip bone.&nbsp; And then he stood up, lathering his hands one last time.<br><br>Gazing into her eyes now, he started at her shoulders, and worked down over her chest, and, as with her sex, he neither avoided nor paid special attention to her breasts, but he was very sensuously aware of her nipples, and how wonderfully firm, yet supple her breasts were.&nbsp; When he finished, he kissed her on the nose and handed the bar of soap to her as if saying, “Your turn.”<br><br>And, of course, his erection hadn’t diminished in the slightest, even though he had ignored it completely as he washed her.&nbsp; If anything, the sensuousness of touching almost every inch of her body had only made things more evident.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>05-08-2010, 21:05:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Grace's eyes fluttered shut as she felt Clint's lips on her nape.&nbsp; She'd been so nervous about how he'd see her body, but he was treating her as he always did: he was loving and kind and sweet.&nbsp; He asked for permission to wash her, and she moved her head in the faintest hint of a nod. <br><br>She stood watching his hands on her as he bathed her.&nbsp; He moved quickly, touching every inch of her without lingering in any on place, washing her efficiently and quickly.&nbsp; But as his soapy hands glided over her, she felt like he was leaving a blaze of fire over her skin.&nbsp; She gazed at her creamy flesh with a man's hand touching it, and she didn't think she'd ever seen a more natural, wonderful sight. <br><br>When he was done, he handed the the bar of soap, and in a small voice, she asked him to turn around.&nbsp; She started at the top of him, working her way down.&nbsp; She didn't go as fast as he did, though, taking her time exploring his shoulders, and then his back. <br><br>She knelt on the shower floor to explore the globes of his ass, running her soapy fingers over them before moving to his thighs and then his legs.&nbsp; Finally, she asked him to turn back around, and found herself facing his swollen penis. <br><br>Grace bit down on her bottom lip and then looked down. She smiled as she washed Clint's feet, thinking about his games at the feet when he'd rubbed the lotion in.&nbsp; She did the same to him now, playing with his feet and toes as she lathered him.&nbsp; She moved up his body, her hand faltering when she reached his penis.&nbsp; She passed by it without touching it, and didn't make eye contact as she finished the rest of his body. <br><br>Finally, she knew she had to do it.&nbsp; He's going to think you're an idiot or a baby, she told herself.&nbsp; There was already an age difference between them, and she didn't want him thinking she was childish.&nbsp; She knelt back down, lathering her hands, and then she touched him.&nbsp; She explored that part of him as thoroughly as she had everything else, marveling at the silky smoothness of the tip of his cock.&nbsp; She could feel the shaft throbbing in her hand as she wrapped her slick, soapy fist around it, and she looked up at Clint, giving him a tremulous smile.&nbsp; Finally, she was done with her exploration, and she stood and brought her lips to brush against his. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NinaN</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 05:38:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Clint turned around at Grace’s suggestion and soon felt gentle, soapy hand massaging his back starting from his neck and shoulders, working downward.&nbsp; It felt wonderful having her touch him in this intimate, yet not overtly sexual way.&nbsp; <br><br>Even as she washed his ass, the feeling was not sexual, though it was very erotic.<br><br>And then, he turned to face her again.&nbsp; Clint watched to see her reaction to his (not so) little problem and saw that she looked away.&nbsp; Or rather, she looked toward his feet.&nbsp; Clint had always enjoyed the feel of having his feet rubbed or handled, and when Grace used her fingers between his toes, it gave him goose bumps.<br><br>And then, she moved up his body, over his legs and up his chest, without even the lightest brush against hiss cock.&nbsp; Well, what had Clint expected?&nbsp; She said she may not be ready for sex, and Clint had agreed.&nbsp; He realized that he should be counting his blessings and not worry so much how things progressed.&nbsp; At least he was here, and with Grace.<br><br>Had ignoring his manhood been her way of teasing him?&nbsp; Or, had she changed her mind?&nbsp; Either seemed possible, but Clint couldn’t think about it right now as Grace had just enveloped his cock and balls with both hands and her squeezes was making maintaining a steady breath an impossibility.&nbsp; In fact, his breath seemed to catch every time she moved her hands on him.&nbsp; Even his knees seemed to be weakening.&nbsp; And then, almost mercifully, she was done and standing in front of him where she brushed her lips against his.<br><br>Clint saw this as an invitation and stepped forward to meet her lips more fully.&nbsp; And as he stepped forward, his cock bumped into her abdomen and slipped up her belly, being pressed between the two of them as they embraced.<br><br>Clint’s mind was screaming to slow down, but he didn’t know if he dared say anything to put the brakes on where they were headed so quickly.&nbsp; He wanted to be respectful of Grace’s feelings and not push her into something neither of them might be ready for, but right now, his body seemed to be setting the pace of things.&nbsp; He loved it, and at the same time, he was so unsure of himself.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 17:50:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her body was completely ready for him.&nbsp; Grace realized it as soon as she felt Clint's erection press against her stomach.&nbsp; Regardless of what she knew intellectually, her body was aching to do its own thing.&nbsp; Her instinct was to bring a leg up and hook it around his waist.&nbsp; Then she could wrap her hand around his penis and guide it into her.&nbsp; Her body thought that was a fine idea, and she rubbed her leg against the side of his, a little whimper escaping her even as Clint kissed her.<br><br>And then, she stilled, her mind racing. She took a deep breath and realized that her hand had found its way to Clint's hip, inches away from his cock, in its quest to make fantasy into reality.&nbsp; She wondered at the sexual tension between them. She'd never been this way before, so needy with wanting a man.&nbsp; Her breasts felt heavy, her nipples stiff against his chest.&nbsp; And her pussy -she blushed as she thought the word- was slick with wetness that had nothing to do with showering.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Grace broke away from his lips, and smiled at him a bit tentatively.&nbsp; &nbsp;Would she be okay if he said no?&nbsp; Yes, she decided.&nbsp; If he wanted to wait, she'd be fine with that.&nbsp; "So, is a girl allowed to change her mind?"&nbsp; &nbsp;She had intended the words to be playful and funny, since he'd so recently said them to her.&nbsp; Instead, her voice was husky with lust.&nbsp; "I have a very comfortable bed.&nbsp; I know we've done the water thing already.&nbsp; It could be fun to try a more traditional setting.&nbsp; Or, we can behave, maybe watch a movie and then go to sleep."&nbsp; She looked into his eyes, telling herself she was fine with either option. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NinaN</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 20:16:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The tension was intense.&nbsp; As their bodies reacted and responded to one another, it was increasingly obvious to Clint that this was going in only one direction.&nbsp; And when Grace asked her innocent question in a voice so full of lust and desire, it was all Clint could do to keep from changing his position and stuffing himself into the slick warmth between her legs.&nbsp; But then, she’d suggested they could use her bed.&nbsp; <br><br>Clint nodded, his breathing heavy, and at the same time fumbled with the water faucet to turn the shower off.&nbsp; Clint wanted to pick Grace up and rush into the bedroom and take her on the bed while this incredible feeling lasted, and then he thought about getting the bed wet with their wet bodies.&nbsp; But his lust got the better of him, and, after only a moment’s hesitation, she was in his arms, and he was carrying her, needing her badly, and telling her so.<br><br>Clint laid her on the bed and immediately covered her body with his own.&nbsp; He was kissing her intensely while his hips ground against hers, his engorged cock rubbing over her pubic mound and lower belly.&nbsp; He forced his knee between hers, and as soon as her knees parted, he put his other knee between her legs as well.<br><br>As her legs spread apart, he pulled his hips back and let his penis drop down the front of her pussy, he nudged forward just a little, and the head of his cock nuzzled against her outer lips, very near to her vaginal opening.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 21:45:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Grace watched Clint's body as he frantically groped at the faucet, turning the water off.&nbsp; The next thing she knew, he'd picked her up and carried her out of the bedroom, his voice low and husky as he said the most wonderful things to her.&nbsp; &nbsp;Once she was on the bed and he was over her, their motions became frantic as they rubbed their mouths and bodies against each others.&nbsp; She could feel his erection grinding into her, heavy and hot, and she moaned.&nbsp; <br><br>He nudged at her with his knees, and she spread her legs apart, wanting to feel him in her.&nbsp; And then she realized she wanted to see him in her, too. Propping herself up a little with her elbows, Grace looked down at where their bodies were about to join, her eyes darkening.&nbsp; &nbsp;It was a sexy sight, making her bite down on her lip. <br><br>She watched as Clint held onto his cock.&nbsp; She licked her lips as she saw a drop of liquid escape from the tip.&nbsp; And when she watched him as he parted her pussy lips with his shaft, she let out a hiss of breath she hadn't even realized she was holding. <br><br>"Do it, Clint.&nbsp; Please?"&nbsp; She said the words without making eye contact, still enraptured by the sight before her.&nbsp; She'd never watched before; she wouldn't have dreamt of doing that in the past.&nbsp; But there was something about being with Clint, a certain level of confidence and security, that emboldened her and made her act in ways she normally thought of as wanton. <br><br>And then he wad entering her.&nbsp; She rolled her hips experimentally, her chest rising and falling as she struggled to maintain control.&nbsp; She shifted her body so her hips raised a little, and she smiled as she was rewarded with Clint entering further into her.&nbsp; &nbsp;Grace was discovering her body and her sexuality, and loving the process. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NinaN</strong> on <strong>07-08-2010, 00:47:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As Clint was positioning himself, Grace pushed herself up on her elbows and gazed at their two bodies, now separate, but soon to be joined.&nbsp; Clint balanced himself on one arm and used his free hand to move his cock to separate the labia of Grace’s pussy as he pushed slowly and gently forward.<br><br>Now he could sense that he was right at the opening of her vagina, the warmth was intense, as was the slipperiness.&nbsp; Her body had well prepared for his entrance,&nbsp; and as he slowly pushed forward, the head of his cock disappeared inside of her body.&nbsp; Clint’s breathing was erratic.&nbsp; The intensity of the situation combined with the incredible smoothness and tightness of her vagina, was almost too much for him.&nbsp; Clint needed to take it slow in order to avoid cumming like a high schooler the first time he was with a girl.<br><br>After pausing for a moment, Clint took a deep breath and began to push forward again.<br><br>Clint heard Grace’s exhalation of breath and her plea to ‘do it’ and began to push a little harder, relishing every millimeter of shaft that slid into the depths of Grace’s waiting body.&nbsp; Finally, their bodies met, and he was inside her, nearly to his balls.&nbsp; He had been watching his progress with her and looked into her eyes for the first time now.&nbsp; His face was flushed and his nostrils flared, and as he looked into the darkening depths of her eyes he knew that she was right there with him.&nbsp; They both wanted this as much as the other.<br><br>Clint lowered himself onto his elbows, bringing his body into contact with hers and then found her lips with his mouth.&nbsp; “While he was kissing her, he moaned out the words, “Oh, Gracie…” into her mouth.&nbsp; And then he pulled his hips backward slowly until his cock was half out of her and then pressed back in, slowly, but forcefully.&nbsp; And then he did it again, but a little faster, and a little harder.&nbsp; The sensation of their bodies together was like nothing he’d done before, it was almost as if this were a whole new experience for him.<br><br>Clint broke the kiss and kissed along her jaw and down her neck, gently nipping with his teeth as he went.&nbsp; And he was very slowly increasing his pace, even as Grace arched her hips upward and met his inward trusts, allowing his cock to go incredibly deep inside her, and his balls to rest on the globes of her ass at the end of each stroke.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>07-08-2010, 14:56:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When Clint put his mouth against hers, Grace let herself fall back onto the bed.&nbsp; She could feel his shaft sliding deep inside her, and she brought her hips up to drive him in even further.&nbsp; "Oh, God, Clint.&nbsp; This is so good," she groaned.&nbsp; She wondered if it was as good for him.&nbsp; Her body felt like it was on fire.&nbsp; She wrapped her arms around him, his body molding even more completely against hers.&nbsp; Her breasts rasped against his chest, and every time he pushed all the way inside her, her clitoris rubbed him.&nbsp; <br><br>The stimulation of her clit was possibly the best thing she'd ever felt, and she moved her hips in little circles each time he was in all the way.&nbsp; She could feel how wet she was between her legs, and she started moaning against Clint's mouth.&nbsp; Grace's nails dug into his shoulders as she clung to him; her body was craving release at the same time as her mind was trying to make it not end so soon.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NinaN</strong> on <strong>07-08-2010, 17:34:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Clint was trying to control his arousal, which, already was off the charts, by concentrating on his breathing.&nbsp; He would take long, slow, breaths, and concentrate on the sound of that rather than on Gracie’s moans of pleasure, or on the incredible feeling that was growing between them.<br><br>Clint had never been so aroused before, and had never felt so connected to his partner.&nbsp; He wanted desperately to draw this moment out as long as possible, but it was obvious that his body was not going to cooperate.&nbsp; With each new thrust, Grace was meeting him with her hips and doing this little grinding thing that was driving his senses insane.<br><br>For now, Clint was still able to control his pace, but he knew that he would reach a point soon after which he would not be able to control his body any longer, and he would find himself wantonly thrusting into her and driving himself to orgasmic release.<br><br>So, for now, Clint tried to concentrate on increasing Grace’s pleasure in the hope that when he reached that point of no return she would be there with him and they would cum together.&nbsp; “Oh, Gracie…” He moaned into her ear, “You are so incredibly hot!&nbsp; You’re going to make me cum, baby.&nbsp; You make me feel so good, you’re going to make me cum!&nbsp; Cum with me, I want you to cum with my cock buried inside your cunt!”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>07-08-2010, 19:19:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Grace listened to Clint's words encouraging her to orgasm, and they drove her into a frenzy.&nbsp; She'd never heard anyone actually say such things before, and she felt like she was going crazy as his saying those things took her to a new stage of arousal.&nbsp; Even more of her liquid flowed out of her, and her moans turned into heavy, labored breaths.&nbsp; "Oh, Clint," she panted, holding on as long as she could, "I'm about to... I can't wait anymore!"&nbsp; And then, as he shoved into her again, and his pubic bone glided over her clit, she shouted out as she came.&nbsp; <br><br>In the throes of orgasm, Grace was only vaguely aware of Clint's continued thrusting.&nbsp; He still spoke to her, and she tried to hear his words, her eyes closed and tiny beads of perspiration dotting her forehead.&nbsp; Her breathing was erratic, and jolts of pleasure were shooting through her body.&nbsp; She couldn't remember ever feeling this way before.&nbsp; Definitely not the few times she'd had sex in the past, and not when she touched herself, either.&nbsp; Everything about this experience had been intense; from the moment Clint had stepped into the shower, it was almost as if electricity was flowing between them.<br><br>As her breathing slowly evened out, with her eyes still closed, she finally murmured, "Wow."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NinaN</strong> on <strong>08-08-2010, 03:46:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As Grace began to gasp out the words that told Clint she was ready and couldn’t wait, Clint found his body taking over.&nbsp; He no longer wanted to hold back, now he wanted to burst forth, and after just a few thrusts, that is exactly what he did.&nbsp; With each spirt of cum, his hips automatically thrust forward, driving his erection deep within Grace’s enveloping warmth, and he ground his hips then too, helping Grace with her orgasm, as well as his own.<br><br>In the depth of his orgasm, he cried out, “Oh Grac-eeee…Oh, God!”&nbsp; And soon his thrusts were diminishing in their intensity, and soon, his lower body collapsed on hers, his member, still thrust deep inside her.&nbsp; He was panting, and not capable of any real coherence, until Grace exclaimed softly, “Wow.”&nbsp; And, employing his talent for understatement, said, with a smile, “Yeah, I guess you could say that.”&nbsp; And then he rested his head on her shoulder, not wanting to move, but to draw the moment out as long as possible.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Dog Walker (NinaN and Elina)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>08-08-2010, 16:24:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her eyes still closed, Grace's mouth curved up in a languid smile.&nbsp; Clint's weight felt good on her body, like he belonged there.&nbsp; She could feel him still inside her, and that felt right, too.&nbsp; For long minutes, they lay like that, nothing moving expect their chests as they both took deep breaths.&nbsp; She noticed that she was sore between her legs.&nbsp; Well, it made sense, she thought;&nbsp; after all, twice in a day was way more than she'd had in a few years.&nbsp; It was a pleasant ache, not quite painful but enough for her to be very aware of her body and the sensations she felt.<br><br>Eventually, she opened her eyes and looked at Clint.&nbsp; With a small smile, she said, "That was probably the best shower I've ever had in my life."&nbsp; She thought about how she had explored his body during the shower, touching him more intimately than she ever had touched any man before.&nbsp; And she thought about how she'd been the one to ask for sex, and how she'd watched as he entered her body.&nbsp; The behavior was so out of the ordinary for her, and she blushed as she thought of how she'd been acting.&nbsp; She wondered if Clint found her forwardness with him to be a bad thing, or if it urged his desire for her.&nbsp; She was normally so reserved, but with him, she was different.&nbsp; With him, she explored and enjoyed and felt free.<br><br>
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