Ch: 112 [Brewing trouble]
Once we entered the apartment, Helen and I wasted no time with pleasantries. We quickly made our way to the kitchen. Helen decided to prepare lunch while I assisted her by setting up the grill. "Mr. Chef, today, allow me to show you my cooking," she announced proudly. She decided to prepare lunch while I assisted her by setting up the grill.
Then I handed her the apron.
"Really?" She raised her eyebrow with a smirk.
"Well, first of all, we are alone and secondly, I want to see you cook in just an apron. Nothing else. Naked," I answered with a straight face.
Helen pushed me on the chair as she slowly took off her dress, stripping down to nothing. No matter how many times I see her milfy body, I just can't get enough of her. She is darn sexy and hot. Her voluptuous breasts were out in full view. My eyes trailed down towards her bare pussy. Helen sauntered over to me and leaned forward, pressing her mouth to mine. She kissed me softly.
"That's all you are gonna get," She whispered as she put on her apron, "Care to tie it up?"
I tied the strings around her waist before grabbing her butt cheeks and squeezing them hard, "Shall we start?" I asked with a little spank.
"Why am I the only one naked?" She giggled. I immediately took off my clothes as Helen gave me a naughty look, "Now that's better."
As we worked together, there was an electric tension in the air. We couldn't keep our hands off each other, stealing kisses and caresses in between chopping vegetables and marinating the meat. Every touch or brush felt like fire burning through my skin. The sexual tension between us was palpable. It's like she is a succubus who feeds on sex and desire.
After preparing everything, Helen lit up the grill as she placed the meat on the pan. I watched in awe as her curvy ass jiggled every time she flipped the meat. The aroma from the barbeque wafted throughout the garden, making my stomach growl in anticipation.
"Having fun out there, Brian?" She teased as she turned around to look at me, her juicy tits bouncing in front of me, almost falling from the sides of the apron.
"Haha..." I chuckled, "Yes! Very much so."
"How's the smell?" She flipped the meat again.
"Can't tell from here. Need to get closer," I said with a grin.
"Humm... Why don't you come a bit closer?" She said as she turned her attention back to the grill.
I moved closer until I reached behind her. She slightly shooked her ass. I pressed my cock between her butt cheeks and hugged her tightly as I breathed heavily near her neck.
"So..." She mumbled softly, pressing her ass further.
"Smells nice... Can't wait to eat you raw," I whispered in her ears as I grabbed both of her breasts over the apron and kissed her ear lobe.
"Mumm~ You know, Brian. I think I am feeling something different right now..." She whispered.
"Different, you say?" I turned her around, my arms around her waist, pulling her closer, and looked her straight in the eyes.
"Hmm~ Yeah. Something very different," She whispered as she gently pressed her lips against mine, kissing me softly, "Something other than our usual sex and pleasures..." She added.
"What could it be?" I asked as I nibbled her lower lip.
"Brian... What do you feel about me? Not the sexual part, but what do you really feel about me? Honestly..." She asked with a serious face.
I was caught off guard by Helen's question. What do I actually feel for her? She is great, loving, and never complaining. I like spending time with her. We did say that we love each other during heat moments, but is that true love? Is this just lust or actual feelings? I don't know. This was the first time Helen had asked such a deep question. I need to give her an answer.
I have a big harem and I love my girls dearly. They make me happy and they bring joy into my life. Helen has been doing the same. Whenever she is around, she makes me smile. I feel comfortable whenever I'm around her. I felt the same thing when I was with Gwen or Peggy. I can honestly say that I love them as for the other girls, we haven't reached that point where I can say I love them...
But Helen... I can confidently say that I love her...
I held her face firmly in my hands and looked deep into her eyes as I answered, "Helen... I love you..."
She widened her eyes as tears welled up in her eyes, "A widow like me who is past her prime age?"
I smiled and nodded, "Yes... I love you, Helen. I already told you that age doesn't matter to me. You are a great woman and you deserve to be loved... I promise you that I won't let this beautiful smile fade away. I will make you happy. I love you, Helen..." I confessed as I wiped the tears rolling down her cheeks.
She didn't respond as she wrapped her arms around me and pulled me into a tight hug, crying silently, "I love you too... Brian... So much!" She muttered between sniffles.
I returned her embrace as I patted her head, comforting her, "Now, now, don't make me break my promise by crying or I will spank you hard." I joked.
Helen laughed and released herself from my embrace, wiping her tears, "Sorry... But you have no idea how happy I am right now! Hahaha! Now, please excuse me while I finish cooking," She said as she turned around to flip the meat.
[2:00 pm]
We sat side by side in the cozy garden of my resort. On the table was the barbeque meat, sizzling hot, waiting to be devoured. Helen elegantly poured some wine into our glasses as she started carving the meat. We ate while chatting happily. There was no sexual tension or lustful desires even though we were naked. Just pure happiness and satisfaction.
Humm... Maybe this is the first time... Humm...
The food was delicious. Helen is indeed a good chef. After eating to our heart's content, we cleaned up everything. Then we went inside as Helen turned on the music. We danced sensually without any rush. Our bodies intertwined as we moved harmoniously. We kissed passionately under the soft glow of the sunlight. Helen's plump breasts rubbed against my chest as we swayed slowly, enjoying every moment of it.
[Meanwhile, at the East Broadway Mall] [3rd person POV]
A group of terrorists had taken hostages, causing panic and chaos to ensue. Gwen was nearby when she heard the police radio and commotion.
"Well, another day... another bad guy," She jumped into action after changing into her Ghost Spider Suit.
Ghost Spider attentively monitored the terrorists' locations as she glided through the mall's shadows, her black and white costume blending in with the darkness.
She approached the first group of terrorists guarding a group of hostages as quietly as a whisper. She incapacitated them one by one with planned precision. Her specialty was quick and non-lethal takedowns. She immobilized the enemies with her web-shooters, rendering them unable to damage. Then, she knocked them out with her electric web.
"Phew! That's that... You guys, go, go, go... The front area is secured," She whispered to the hostages who thanked her as they escaped safely.
She continued her mission stealthily as she neutralized every terrorist with ease. She made her way to the last room, which was located in the basement, where the leader was holing himself up. She crawled through the ventilation shaft above him as she observed him closely.
'Kraven! What the heck is he doing here?' She wondered as Kraven isn't someone to hire himself to terrorists. He prefers hunting dangerous prey, not weak people.
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