The Engagement Affair

Episode 21

The next couple of days went by slowly. Sofia and Nataniel continued to run the store together. Neither of them had mentioned the incident between them and they had tactfully avoided bringing it up. Emelia remained uninterested in helping them and spent most of her time either on the beach with a bunch of newly acquired friends or in her room in the main house on her computer. Her hostility to him had reduced somewhat but she still refused to move into the beach house. Nataniel sometimes caught glances of her as she passed by the store occasionally, either in a group of friends or sometimes alone. On such occasions he would catch her peering intently at the store, and once or twice their eyes met and she immediately averted hers. Nataniel had simply smiled at such times.
Try as hard as he could, he just couldn’t help the growing affection he was developing for Sofia. The close contact between them most of the time in the store and at home didn’t help at all. The sight of her beautiful face, lovely smile, combined with the pure, clean scent of her sxy* body and youthful soul captivated him always. Most of his thoughts as he lay in bed at night were about the beautiful lady sleeping not quite a few feet away in another room. He sometimes heard her tossing about on her bed in the wee hours of the night, evident that she couldn’t sleep as well.
Sofia too couldn’t understand why her emotions were trying to betray her. She thought the whole incident in the bathroom would be just a one-time-thing and she’ll get over it eventually, but for some reason she was surprised to find herself slowly develop feelings for Nataniel as the days went by. Was it his rugged handsomeness? The way he listened and helped her out all the time? She knew she wouldn’t have been able to do anything without his help, and she had begun to rely on him for the most mundane of things. Was it the way he carried out the duties she assigned to him with that heart-melting smile and without complaint? Or could it just be the resemblance? She just didn’t know nor did she understand. All she knew was she always looked forward to their time together while they worked at the store and their chats at dinner in the evening. She didn’t want to admit it, but she was beginning to get scared that she was falling for him gradually.
They had tactfully tried to steer their discussions away from each other and talk more about other things, but they both knew what weighed heavily on each other’s mind. To make matters even more complicated, they themselves weren’t making the situation any better, as ever so often they stole occasional kisses and caresses to ease the boiling sexual tension that kept growing between them. That didn’t do anything but stoke the flame that was slowly growing in her, a flame she was hoping would not develop into a raging fire.
“You know what we’re doing’s wrong Nataniel.” Sofia said one sunny afternoon. They were in the middle of the storage room where they kept supplies at the back of the store. Nataniel sat on an old chair, his summer shorts down his ankles while Sofia was on her knees in between his thighs, her tank top pulled over her breásts. His hands covered hers as she held her breásts tightly around his shaft. He moved his hips up and down, his dìck sliding between her succulent mounds of flesh. She kissed and sU-Cked on the engorged head as it appeared from between her cleavage. “You’re gonna be my brother-in-law for crying out loud!”

“But your breásts feel so good!” Nataniel exclaimed. He paused for a moment to pinch her hard nìpples, making her gasp softly.

“Your cöck feels sooo good too!” she replied. “But we can’t keep doing this.” She made a half-hearted effort to stand up but Nataniel held her down firmly by her shoulders.
“You said it yourself, Sofia. It’s all part of my “training”. Please continue to train me.” His eyes pleaded down at hers as he resumed his thrusting.