The call

[cgraven]

The phone range it was an annoyance I didn't need right now. I was in the middle of packing my bags. The day before any tour was hectic. "Hello"

"Christine"

"Yes I know about a year or so now."

"The next time I'll be in the City. Ah Wednesday."

"Sure. Just let me write it down."

"Ok, I'll see you then."

God! I had been down this road before. Would I never learn? The memories came flooding back to me the joy, the sorrow and the pain. I had first met her by the swings at a little park just inside the old walls of Quebec. I had my daughter with me on a business trip and she had wanted to go to the park. Like all kids she had gone running ahead to get where she wanted to go. I had called out to her "Christine Marie slow down. " That is how it all started with a simple call to my daughter.

She was sitting on the swing barefooted, her shoes and school bag lying in the early summer grass. Her head had come up and she simply said, "Yes." I looked around to see who she was speaking to, but Chris and I where the only ones around. "May I help you.. " Her hazel eyes held mine. There was no fear in them, apprehension, or caution, just a questioning look

"Oh I was just calling my daughter. " She laughed. "What's her name?"

"Christine Marie. "

"Oh I see, my name is Marie Christine, but I go by Christine. " I laughed with her over the mistake, and we started talking. She had recently arrived in Quebec to study at the university, music major, living with her grandmother, to save on expenses. We swapped life stories. Her parents where recently divorced, her Dad a Doctor, had taken up with a woman only three years older than she, her mom was living the life of an artist, very Bohemian. She asked if I could read French and without waiting for an answer dug into her bag and pulled out two reports she had done for school. One on knowing your roots, and the other on the importance of family. As we talked I took in her appearance. A basic black outfit, she had auburn hair, petite in build, and cute as a button. We talked for hours. Time seeming to have no meaning for either of us. Some where along the line my Christine became bored and returned to our hotel. Suddenly she looked at her watch and gathered up her things. "I have to go now or I'll be late for class. " Marie Christine handed me a slip of paper with her phone number. "If you're not busy later we could meet for a coffee. "

That is how it all began.

Over the next year we would meet, talk, and have coffee, any time I was in the city on business. Then that fateful day arrived. It was a cold winter's day and the wind was howling down the St. Lawrence. We had popped in and out of the shops and cafes trying to keep warm. Our faces where crimson from the biting wind and snow. We where numb to the bone. " Dave could we go to your hotel room and get warm. "

Christine sat in the widow seat her knees drawn up tight to her breasts. Looking out over the Jardine du Gouvernuer and the river. Her shoes where off and a chill shook her delicate frame every so often. " Come sit in the chair before you freeze to death. " I took the extra blanket from the bed and wrapped it around her taking one foot then the other; I warmed them in my hands. How long this took I don't know. Christine leaned over and gently kissed me. " I love you and have for quite some time, but I better go before I do something we might regret."

The next morning I received a phone message. "I can't see you any more it hurts to much, Christine. "

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I sat in the small café alone the rue Ursline sipping my bowl of “ leisure”.. I glanced at my watch for the hundredth time. I had just about given it up when I saw her walking up the steep hill towards the café my heart standing still in my heart.

OCC Looking for a Marie Christine in this May / September romance. Please PM your character. First.

 

[cgraven]

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five foot seven slender girl with long supple legs, silky smooth skin with french looks, ivory skin with the hint of peach coloring in the cheeks. Amber eyes that draw the honesty or pierce the heart. Golden red hair that curls gently around the neck and shoulders hanging shoulder length. Full ripe lips that are made for kissing. Tiny feet that hate shoes and prefer to touch the earth beneath them Lilly white skin that hides the palest rose aerolas, drifting to smooth waist and rounded hips that sway gently to snap any skirt.

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I called him and once I heard his voice I was taken back to the reason of the call. I wanted to see if there was anything between us. Hope and desire becoming greater and greater.

" Dave....It's me, Christine."

"Has it been that long ago since we've seen one another?"

"Do you think that we could meet in Quebec once more?"

"Can you meet me at our cafe?"

" Where we went so many times before say around four?"

I smiled as I heard his reply. He'd be there! My heart was fluttering as I reflected that I had been in great misery by remaining alone. I felt that age was just an excuse for bringing us apart and being labeled for having such an age difference.

Finally the day arrived. Wednesday, the day that I find out for sure that he was truly mine. If you love something, let it go... if it returns it's forever yours, if not it was never meant to be...

I was walking up the hillside and praying in my heart that he was still there. It seemed that everything was against me on arriving on time. I glanced at my watch it was almost 5:20. I saw him and smiled, Dave was there and still waiting. Thank you I thought as I walked closer to him and his arms that held me on the coldest of nights. The arms that I longed to be held in.

 

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And all of a sudden it was that spring day again, the slender girl with long supple legs, silky smooth ivory skin with the hint of peaches in her cheeks. Amber eyes that draw the honesty from you or pierces the heart. That golden red hair those curls gently cascading over her neck and shoulders. Full ripe lips that are made for kissing. Tiny feet that hate shoes and prefer to touch the earth beneath. Her style Bohemian, a beige two piece outfit, a peasant blouse, short puffed sleeves that barely cover her breasts only, bare midriff, and a hip hugger skirt that dips in the front and back.

Marie Christine’s movement’s graceful and that seductive roll of her hips as she walked. She was youth in all its first sensual blooming of womanhood, so beautiful it almost hurt to look at her. Slowly I rose and all those forbidden feeling came racing back to me, those feeling that had so scared her a year ago. I had made up my mind that it was just to be a meeting of friends for I could not afford at my age to fall in love with this young college coed.

Yet as I opened my arms to her felt the light brush of her body against mine as I kissed both her cheeks I wanted her so damn much.

“Christine you look lovely…..Coffee?”

I waited for her to sit and then took my seat opposite her. Small talk about her studies. Again she spoke of Paul the teacher she had fell in love with from her secondary school, her mother and her boyfriend only a couple of years older than she and her fathers latest love a young nurse her own age. All stories of youth and age and love. I was lost in those deep Amber eyes and time had no meaning till the nagging beeping of the alarm on my watch called me back to reality.

“Christine I have to take my group out this evening for Dinner at Louis Hebert would you like to join me?”

My heart stood still as I waited for her answer ready in my own mind for her apology that she was busy,

 

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“Christine, I have to take my group out this evening for Dinner at Louis Hebert would you like to join me?”

"I'd like that very much, Dave. You've been in a lot of my thoughts." I revealed and I wanted to explore them further and this date will give me the answer I seek. "Do you want me to meet you there?"

He nodded and then mentioned that he was needed. He had his group to take to another site and would swing by my place at eight.

I nodded and leaned over to give him a gentle kiss. Nothing major just a simple kiss. Then why was my heart racing and leaping into my throat as I came closer to touching his lips. Our lips brushed and I felt that burning just as I had before. This time I vowed I wouldn't run away from the feelings long denied. "See you at eight,"

 

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"I'd like that very much, Dave. You've been in a lot of my thoughts."

In hew thoughts I did not know if that was good or bad was Christine getting ready to dump me again the date a safe place to do it? I chided myself easy boy just see what’s up A shy smile and I nodded yes.

Christine’s Amber eyes seemed to smile as she leaned over and brushed my lips with a tender little kiss. God it was just a kiss so why did I feel like such an awkward school boy.

"See you at eight,"

And she was gone walking down the hill to catch her bus.

I shook my head trying to figure out if it was real or had I just dreamt it.

The afternoon went well and I had sent the coach ahead catching the city bus out to her grandmother’s. I had only been there once before and it did not hold pleasant memories for me. Her grandmother a very formidable woman had not been pleased that her grand daughter knew never mind was going out with a man old enough to be her father. And had made no bones about letting me know her feelings.

‘Bon Soir Madame”

If looks could kill I would have been a dead man right then and there. Madame made it a point not to invite me in so I cooled my heels on the porch.

“Marie Christine”

Her voice laced with her displeasure. And so I waited and knew Christine would get quite the tongue lashing before she would be allowed out.

 

[katra_tyr_b]

“Marie Christine!” Grandmama's voice was laced with her displeasure. And so Dave waited and knew I would get quite the tongue lashing before I would be allowed out.

It took her ten minutes to inform me that Dave was nearly as old as my father but I wasn't going to be drawn into her battle. I informed in her our native French.

"Je l'aime."

I walked out of the door and walked to him and smiled. "Ready to go. I am looking forward to our dinner."

 

[cgraven]

"Je l'aime." Such a simple phrase that means so much more in French then the literal translation in English yet with so many things it could be taken as My Friend or so much more than that and my heart was heating like a jack hammer in my chest.

"Ready to go. I am looking forward to our dinner."

Her voice so soft so sweet the little smile that graced her lips, and those deep amber eyes that a man could get lost in , drown in sparkled with merriment. A quick call on my cell phone, the cab ride the hustle and bustle of the Grade Aliee. Louis Hebert was as charming as ever small intimate the finest gourmet dinging in such a relaxed friendly atmosphere and yet they could easily handle the 42 odd tourists from England that made up my group.

It was not much of a dinner date as we where set six to a table and I had to circulate for most of the meal. The men most retired smiled a little enviously at me, the women well their look was not quite as kind at times. Mrs. Maypole a rather douger looking woman immediately assumed Christine was a related.

Like most fine dinning in Quebec it was a two and a half hour affair. Finally it was over the account settled and my little lambs sent off back on the Coach to the Chateau Belleview with the reminder that tomorrow we would be leaving for the day’s actives at 9 Am

“Christine not much time to catch up was there?”

A shy little embarrassed smile creased my face.

“Would you like a to have a drink at Napoleon’s or due you have an early class tomorrow?”

 

[katra_tyr_b]

Our ride was pleasant enough and I was well pleased as the group was curtious enough until a few matrons gave stern looks as to ensure we would behave ourselves.

Dave drifted from table to table making sure that everyone was enjoying their dinner choice and to set the plan for the following day.

When the waiter brought my plate I looked at him and smiled " Merci,"

I turned my attention to the older woman asking if Dave and I were related somehow.

"Non, nous ne sommes pas connexes." I confessed. After a look I replied, "No we aren't"

Dinner was very quiet after that and when his charges were off for the Chateau Belleview. He was able to return his attention to me.

“Christine, not much time to catch up was there?” A shy little embarrassed smile creased his face. “Would you like a to have a drink at Napoleon’s or due you have an early class tomorrow?”

" Oui, I would love to have a drink with you." I looked into his eyes and saw that happiness well up in the corners and the sparkle burst from the center. He had no idea how much time had changed my mind or how much I had grown in those years. "And there is no class for me tomorrow. I will worry more for you then me, Dave."

We sat at a table with a nice view as Dave looked at me with that look of okay here we are say something.

"It looks as if you have done well." I smiled softly.

He nodded and then told me about the plans for the following day.

I listened and then I touched his cheek and asked. "Did you hear what I said before we left for the restuarant?"

 

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There was an awkward silence as we sipped our drinks it had been about eighteen months, and it was she who had cut it off, said sit hurt to much. , and it had been Marie Christen who had called me out of the blue.

"It looks as if you have done well."

Christine’s soft seductive voice broke my chain of thoughts, her smile so warm and her eyes sparkled as I nodded yes mumbled something as I was hopelessly lost in her eyes. The soft touch of her hand on my cheek brought me back to the here and now.

"Did you hear what I said before we left for the restaurant?"

My eyes widened at the suggestive twinkled in those deep amber eyes as the meaning of her words slowly dawn on me. And there is no class for me tomorrow………..

I pressed my lips to the palm of her hand signaled the waiter paid our bill and took Christen by the hand.

“I am a bit tired and need to be in bed.”

I teas her.

“Care to join me?”

And yet is was more than teasing for I wanted her I guess from that first meeting as I grew to know this young beauty I had wanted her now it was all or nothing.

 

[katra_tyr_b]

I smiled at him as I finished my drink.

“I am a bit tired and need to be in bed.” He teased me. “Care to join me?”

And yet is was more than teasing for he wanted me. He had guessed from that first meeting as he grew to know this young beauty, namely me. He had wanted me and now it was all or nothing.

"I thought you'd never ask." I replied and took his hand and kissed it eroticly. Sucking on the knuckle before nipping on the end of the fingertip.

Dave hastened to our departure by calling a taxi. We went back to the room he was staying at. I looked around and saw that he was traveling very lightly. He watched as I removed my shoes and relaxed on the sofa. My toenails were painted a soft sea green and I pulled my knees to my chest as I smiled at Dave.

Dave hadn't changed from what I remembered by scooping me up in his arms and taking me to his bed. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed his lips again. When he laid me on the bed I started to raked my fingers over his chest, undoing the buttons of his shirt. After all I was going to be easier to undress then he was.

 

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The feel of Christine’s arms around my neck, her body pressed close to mine the slight sag of the bed as we settled on it. Her hands at the buttons of my shirt, she slips my shirt form my shoulders. A Kiss my hands easing the blouse from her shoulders stripping her to the waist My lips claiming hers as we strip each other a tender urgency in our need to feel each other naked our lips and hands eagerly exploring each other.

I lay beside the young beauty butter fly kisses seductive tonguing as those kisses float over Christine’s silken flesh. The tip of my tongue sensually circling her rose pink areola.

 

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Dave's kisses rained over my upper body as I licked at his one hand that caressed my cheek. When his hot moist breathe settled on one side I moaned in delight.

I had grown cold in the past but now I felt the fires rekindled and blazing out of control.

I softly uttered the words that haunted me even since we parted... " Je vous aime," As my long fingers twisted his hair into swirly curls.

Nimbly moving my hand to his belt and undoing them in one quick sweep. Reaching down to the cotton briefs that made me quiver on sight to fondle across his harden cock. Stroking over with feathery touches to make him moan as much as I did from his kisses.

 

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" Je vous aime,"

Christine’s voice a soft sensual sigh

“Je t’amie vous”

I whispered my lips brushing her taunt nipple. It slides between my lips as I gently suckle the pebble hard bud. No longer does this proud young beauty demurely turn away from the feelings, needs and desires that flame with in us her touch bold as her dainty hand frees me, her touch suddenly soft, seductive as this girl, now woman, caresses my cock. Kisses now float down the flat plain of her abdomen Soon Christine’s skirt lays on the floor discarded. She lays there naked to my gaze except for her lacey panties. Slowly I work them down over the gentle swell young beauty’s hips, down the long sculptured columns of her legs, each newly exposed patch of silken flesh greeted by soft seductive kisses and sensual tonguing.

 

[katra_tyr_b]

It was devine that Dave remembered that I loved kisses. Something that I only admitted to him and him alone. I still rubbed against his throbbing flesh while he sought to turn my body into a burning flame that needed only his touch and his love to quench it.

Softly I told him something that I knew he longed to hear even if it was never admitted again.. "I never stopped loving you Dave.. never"

 

[cgraven]

"I never stopped loving you Dave.. never"

Christine’s words where bitter sweet she never stopped loving me but she had left. My mind reeled tiring to make sense of it but her sweet body rubbing against mine the seductive touch of her fingers drove al the unasked questions from my mind, there was no past, no future just here, just now.

I bathed her naked body with hot passionate kisses, claimed her sweet mouth as my own. That kiss lingered till we where both breathe less. Slowly our lips parted clinging to each other till the last possible moment. Then hungry stolen kisses are tongues dancing madly.

“Chere make love to me.”

My voice a deep breathless rumbling invitation.

 

[katra_tyr_b]

I was near to tears as he spoke the words that were on my heart but being the frightened kitten that I was back then I still had some issues that I believed resolved came fleeting back.

“Chere make love to me.” His voice was almost a whisper yet to my heart he could have yelled it from the rooftops.

"Only if you truly want me, Dave." I replied with a kiss over his ear. I loved to be in his loving embrace again. Just as I knew that when we crossed this line, I doubted that I would leave him again.

His nod and soft yes on my lips was good enough as I laid back on the bed and beckoned him to take us into the heaven that I had abandoned before.

 

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"Only if you truly want me, Dave."

Her voice a soft sensual whisper her ripe full lips brushing against mine. This graceful young beauty laid back her shy doe eyes beckoning me to her, my body follows Christine’s my lips hungrily tasting hers, then light butterfly kisses float down her neck, lips, tongue and teeth teas her taunt raspberry nipples my tongue sensually dances in her puckered naval, a playful nip at the soft spot where the young beauty’s hip and thigh met. My hot mist breath stirs the silken fleece of my love’s “Venus Mound”. A slow long seductive lick cleaves Marie Christine’s rose pedal fold the tip of my tongue flicking across her clitoris. Licks, kisses, nibbling of the coed’s sweet pussy and clit, My tongue catches the first dew drop of her sweet nectar and I feast on her gift to me.

 

[katra_tyr_b]

Whimpering in sheer delight as the sage wisdom of experience showers my body with tenderness and causes my mind and body to float into the silkiness of the linens that comes against the skin to cushion us as we fondle one another's body. Dave was my first lover and as I drew closer to him I knew that he was the only one for me. Age be damned now, I had passed over my final barrier and returned to the one that loved me for what we gave one another.

Who I was didn't matter to Dave. We were just two lovers.. lovers that tested time and won.

I honestly felt that destiny pushed me back into his life. His arms and now his bed.

I writhe in excitement as his lips feast upon my liquid drink and I too desire to feast upon him as well. Yet above all of our arousal, I wanted to feel his cock fill me as once before and remind me of the heavens that had been long denied to speed my heart and soul back into Dave's heart again.

Lieing with him on the bed as our kisses became more urgent I found myself getting more agressive as i nipped his lips and fondled his lower parts kneeding his thighs as I sought my comfort in his arms again, vowing to never lose again in my heart.

 

[cgraven]

Christine laid nestled in my loving embrace her kisses become more urgent more aggressive as she nipped my lips. Her passionate caresses, kneading my thighs, fondled me intimately in kindled that passion I held for this young beauty that always simmered just below the surface every time I saw her. I sought comfort Christine’s arms again.

Again her supple body was in my arms and I smiled in to her clear shimmering eyes, eyes that a man could become lost in forever.

“Ma chere je t’ adore.”

My voice husky with my need for her. Slowly I rolled over to allow this passionate young beauty to express the love that shown in her eyes.

 

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“Je t’amie vous” I repeated his words as I moved over his body as skillfully as the violinist pulls the bow across the tight strings.

I moved on him as he on me and the night became sealed for us as I whimpered from the hunger that was long denied. I clung to his arms as I begged for his deepening touch.

"This time I will not leave." I whispered as I felt the deep press of his flesh that I wanted to feel everywhere

 

[cgraven]

“Je t’amie vous”

Her words so soft, so sensual as Christine body caressed mine, a subtle, seductive caress. Every never now on fire with building passion, her smooth silken youth in stark contrast to my toned frame that carried the scares of a life half lived. She the beauty I the beast.

"This time I will not leave."

The young beauty whispered her words, they washing over me, a warm moist flow accentuated by Christine’s supple body, pressed to mine, begging to be come one with mine. My lips brush hers stilling the words that where forming on her lips, my tongue gliding across Christine’s full moist lips, playing along the ridge of her teeth begging entrance in to the sweet haven of her mouth. Our tongues danced as we took our pleasure in that kiss, my hands caressing, teasing, pleasuring her firm young breasts, as my back arched, the tip of my desire grazing Christine’s rose pedal labia slowly parting those dew soft lips, grating across her feverous clitoris, slowly entering my youthful lover, then claiming the gift she so readily offered .