2020-06-12 - Metaxa - Nico and Michelle

*****WARNING*****This blog post contains graphic sexual content. Reader discretion is advised.


Nicodemus Caito was a mystery man in Alexandra.  He was known to ‘get around’, but with a wide range of women.  He’d been seen with starry-eyed women who were so clearly fireman groupies it oozed out of every pore.  Yet he had also been seen dressed to the nines, and taking Kitty Carmichael to dinner at Zabats.  And many women in between.  If forced to guess his type. No one would be able to nail it down.  He seemed to be into sluts of all levels, even those who wouldn’t consider that title for themselves.  Few women had seen his home either.  Most only saw the restaurant under his apartment.  The apartment, however, was pretty pristine.  Warm lights lit it and the furniture was mostly antique.  His was a studio and his living room was also his bedroom.  The couch was longer and wider than a normal couch; clearly a daybed.  But it was festooned with comfortable pillows instead of couch pillows.  An antique looking classic greek rug was on the floor with a clearly antique coffee table and there was something about the place that made one think of Greece.  But the television, while not the largest or the newest, was nice.  The wall with the entertainment center also contained many shelves with many books and decorations.

Like the other buildings of the ilk, the entrance opened onto stairs that climbed up into his neat kitchen.  “Make yourself at home.”  he tells her, slipping out of his shoes and socks and going into the kitchen cabinets and retrieving two glasses.  If she goes into the living room and sits on the couch, she will hear the door of the refrigerator open and close before Nico appears, setting down glasses and a very well chilled bottle of Metaxa, which he opens and pours for them.  Lifting his glass he speaks perfect greek.  “Ya mas.”  and he even offers her a translation.  “To our health.”

Michelle walked into Nico’s space with a look of fascination. She stopped by the door and tugged off her boots and then unwound but didn’t completely remove her little wrap shawl. His furnishings were more traditional than she had expected from Nico but they were tasteful and the place felt homey and welcoming. She took note of the long couch that she suspected might be his bed too but as it was the most obvious place to sit she walked her bare feet towards it and smoothed her skirt before seating herself. He returned to her with the Metaxa. It was chilled. For some reason she expected it not to be. Michelle attempts to return the toast “Ya mass?” She’s not sure she’s got the accent right at all and smiles “Thanks.” She gives an exploratory sip “Mmmm it’s nice. Your place is nice too.” She glances around.

Nico smiles at her attempt to speak his language.  “Very good.”  he tells her and downs the drink.  “And thank you.  Most of this is from home.  Not Greece, Vancouver.”  he chuckles.  “Basically family heirlooms from Greece.”  he grins.  “A lot of people forget I am not Nicholas and I am as Greek as Christophoros Zabat .. without his thick ass accent.”  he laughs softly.

Michelle watches him down the drink and does the same, thinking maybe you’re supposed to shoot in in Greek culture. She accepts the sharing of his information “Hey it’s all Greek to me.” She teases “Is your family from Vancouver? I mean after Greece of course…..” She looks at the cup “It’s the cinnamon I like in this.”



Nico chuckles.  “Yes.  So not too far from here.  I graduated high school there and joined the Fire Department there.  My grandfather was so proud of me.”  he chuckles and smiles with the memory.  “And how about you?”

Michelle listens and then gives a little shrug “My life’s pretty much all been here. Did some travelling one summer after between high school and university.  Then it was all about nursing but a slow path because I worked part time and went to school. I did my hours in Vancouver but then low and behold I uh got myself knocked up…..so a bit of a break in the plan. I ended up going into labour on the ferry and they sent me to the Peace Arch hospital for the worst birth experience ever….and after Brayden was big enough I decided to become a midwife and trained for that.”  She circles back to the topic of his grandfather “Was your grandfather a fireman too?”

Nico looks fascinated.  As a matter of fact he pulls up a knee and sits sideways on the couch facing her with one arm over the back of his couch.  “God .. that really sounds awful.  But it changed your life path so … it had to have been.”  he nods when she asks about his grandfather.  My grandfather .. great-great-grandfather .. great-great-great .. on back to the peasants under Mount Olympus.”  he rolls the hand over the back of the couch to indicate going back and back and back.  “My father was NOT a fireman.”  he holds up a finger.  “My MOTHER was.  I think my grandfather .. who even in MY eyes is a misogynistic fucker .. was just glad the family career was back in the hands of someone with a dick.”  he rolled his eyes.

Michelle is actually kind of inwardly impressed by Nico’s conversational skills. She’s never talked with him this much before and never one on one for more than a minute or two in passing. He actually heard her and gave feedback on what she was saying. Some women in town had made him out to be a pig. This was not the man before her,  She gave him a little thoughtful nod and then tuned into what he was telling her with matched interest. She doesn’t quite match his pose in a short dress but she does a variation of it with her legs side saddled so she’s appropriate in her sit. She smiled a bit about Mount Olympus and then her mouth dropped open at the information that his mother was the fire fighter. “Ok that’s awesome about your mother.” When he explains about the grandfather she makes an irritated little noise “Well he sounds like a treat. You are not what I expected Nico Caito.” She admits honestly.

Nico grins when she talks about his mother.  “My mother was awesome.”  he concurs.  “And my grandfather as an old Greek man ho believed that a woman's place was in the home on her feet all day and her back all night.”  he arches his brows.  “What did you expect, Michelle Kim?”  he asks curiously.  He knows his own reputation.  Find em, fuck em, forget em … a girl hetruly liked might get another roll in the hay.  He never took a girl to his house, which had at one point sparked the rumor that he was married and keeping his wife locked in his apartment.  That one had actually been sort of funny even at the time.

Michelle thinks over her reply and then just decides to be blunt “I didn’t think you’d be this much fun to talk to, or as intelligent and sensitive. No offence because we’ve never done this before. I mean for all I know you think I’m a flake so no expectations…” she laughs. She doesn't mention the sexualty stuff. That was too obvious, too cliche. What was intriguing her was who Nico actually was.

He considers and then shrugs.  “I am a pretty private man.”  he tells her.  “I don’t bring a lot of women home.”  he motions around the place.  “And I only tell a woman what she asks.  You asked me about me.  There haven’t been a lot of women who seem to give a rats ass about where I grew up or anything.”  he looks at her and his fingers straighten, reaching for her fingers and if they reach he will pat her fingertips.  “You coaxed out the real Nicodemus Aristotle Caito.”  he cants his head and looks at her evenly.

Michelle looks around and feels like she’s now in a sort of secret clubhouse. She listens to the rest and then watches his fingers pat hers and looks up to meet his gaze “Well good. I like him.” She says straight out.

Nico smiles at her words.  “And he likes you…”  he leaned forward a bit bringing his face to hers.  “May I kiss you, Michelle?”  he whispers.

Michelle has to giggle a little at the formality of the question but is flattered as well. She leans in towards him and tilts her head “Yes. Yes you may.” She whispers back as she lets her gaze drop from her eyes to his lips.

Nico’s olive green eyes meet hers and drip to her lips a moment before he leans forward and finally touches his lips to hers.  He is a surprisingly good kisser for someone who has never been seen kidding anyone man or woman in the decade he’s lived on the island.

Michelle catches his lips with her own and begins to move her mouth with his, finding quickly that he’s completely amazing at kissing. She had a weakness for kissing, an addiction. But her relationships and encounters had been few and far between and now she felt starved for Nico’s mouth like she was gobbling up her desert too fast. Her breath quickened and she slid her hands to his shoulders, up his neck, through his hair. Her shawl fell back off her, revealing her bare shoulders in the little strapless dress. She was a very good kisser but rarely got the chance to show it, and even more rarely here at home.

When she started kissing him back, Nico was on Cloud 9.  As she moved closer to him, he moved closer to her and took her in his arms. This woman could kiss.  And it wasn’t like she is trying to ge tit out of the way so he would fuck her. Which is hy he gave up kisses except when it felt right… and it hasn't felt right in years.  He closes his eyes and marvels in kissing her, showing no sign of stopping.

Michelle got pulled into him and wrapped her arms around him more tightly. The kissing was amazing. She kissed him back relentlessly, almost gasping now at how good it felt. The closeness of their position made her practically in his lap with her legs in an awkward position. She tried to ignore it because she was so into kissing him but eventually she was afraid she’d accidentally sack Nico and kill the moment so she awkwardly tried to stretch her legs out and ended up looking like she was sort of teetering on one hip.

Nico can feel her movement and before it can get too awkward he begins to lay her back on the daybed.  He moves his own body  off of the couch and beside her until she is laying comfortably he hopes. Not once has he taken his lips from hers, but finally after many minutes in which a lesser woman would have been long ago bored, he moves his hand to her chest, resting it on her breast outside of her clothing.  He doesn’t stop kissing her to make absolutely sure it is on the breast.  He’s like an addict.

Michelle keeps moving her mouth with his like she can never stop. When he moves her around and then rearranges himself she smiles a little into the kissing. How very courteous. As his hand slides to her breast she gives a tiny moan and then adjusts it so it’s fully on it. She’s a very average size, not big but not small. He can probably feel that there’s a strapless bra under the strapless dress. She adores that he’s not breaking the kiss for any of this.

Nico can feel the skin and, as he kisses her, he slides his hand along the breast.  Then he almost stops kissing her … he moved his lipe from her to talk.  “I’m.”  kiss.  “Afraid I .”  kiss.  “Lied.”  kiss.  “Bout”  kiss.  “Coming”  kiss “Onto you.”  kiss  “May.”  hiss  “I”  kiss  “please.”  kiss “  you.”  and as he settles into kissing her again, he realizes he may not be able to .. he may bot be able to make himself stop kissing her.

Michelle giggles at his words, still kissing him and then for the briefest second pulls back and says “Thank fucking god…” And then she dives in and kisses him again and inspired by his wandering hand she slides her own outside hand over one side of his ass and gives it a little squeeze.

Nico chuckles into their kisses and his hand wanders to the skin above her breast.  He feels it and his hand begins to wander. She has not answered his question about pleasing her, but he guesses at it from how she grabs his ass.  Blindly he fumbles for a zipper … he wants the dress on his antique rug … and he wonders why anyone would make it so difficult to make a woman naked,.  He wanted Michelle more than he’d wanted any woman in the past eleven or more years.

Michelle can feel him fumbling for a zipper but there isn’t one. She contemplates letting him suffer for a minute and then as if painfully separating from his kiss she sits up and then hops up to her knees and pulls the dress off over her head after much wriggling. “Yes you can please me Nico.” She confirms. She’s sitting still on her knees looking at him with a simple black strapless bra and panties, very plain, silk, “I’d like to please you too.”

Nico looks at the bra and panties and then hears her request.  He wondered.  Women usually wanted to give him a blow job, get him hard and fuck him.  It was like they didn’t know how the male body worked … or they knew all too well and it was a way to get him out of the way.  He moves his olive green orbs to hers.  “Only if I can return the favor in spades.” he murmurs.  “Only if I can taste you.  Feel you around me.  Every pleasure you offer me.”  he knew he was sporting a raging semi … but if she agreed .. he could cum .. then make her cum .. then be inside of her …  the perfect evening in his opinion.

Michelle is visibly distracted by his description of what he wants to do and leans back on her heels briefly before climbing onto his lap and straddling him to give him another long deep kiss. She breaks away briefly to clarify “In that specific order? “ She inquires with a little smile “Tell me what you want Nico….I want us both to have a good time.”

Nico looks at her as she climbs into his lap.  “I think so.  I’m not sixteen anymore.”  he cants his head.  “If you make me cum, I will make you cum.  For that I want in between your beautiful legs.   I must taste you.”  He rumbles a bit in his chest and she might feel his semi bounce as she is straddling him.  “But once you cum, I’m willing to bet I can slide as deeply into you as I can.”  he closes his eyes and rumbles in anticipation.  “Yes.”  he grins at her.  “And what do I want, Michelle?  You.”  he pulls her closer.  “I haven’t wanted a woman as badly as I want you in …. Many many years.”  then he winks.  “But if you want to know how I want you to make me cum?”  he smirks.  “Surprise me.”  she may not know this but this is also very rare for him.  He’s already having a blast.

Michelle looks both aroused and intrigued by the offerings and the challenge. She bites her lip when he says he hasn’t wanted a woman as badly as he wants her in years. Was that true? She suspected he had a lot of options. She wasn’t going to spoil the sweetness of the idea by overanalyzing it. Surprise him. Michelle ponders the request and then reaches back behind her and feels her shawl wrap. She gives Nico a little kiss and then wraps the shawl around his face, tying it at the back if he doesn’t protest. Then she’ll kiss him again when he’s blindfolded by the shawl as she lets her hands begins to roam his body, over his shirt at first and then under and then working towards undoing his pants as she sits back a bit to make room for her hands.

As Michelle reaches for her shall a slight smile forms on Nico’s lips.  She kisses him and his smile widens as she begins to blindfold him.  The first kiss blindfolded had him exhaling as she moves away.  Then she begins to touch him and he lays still, not tense, but relatively relaxed.  He is giving her trust … right out of the chute.  She undoes his pants and sits back.  He is taking measured breaths under her and he is hard.  Excited and anticipating .. he has no idea what.

Michelle lets her kisses move to his neck slowly covering both sides and the front even his adam’s apple. She nuzzles at his ear one one side and then sucks his lobe into her mouth before she slides down his body and just pushes up his shirt to kiss his chest. While she’s kissing his chest she pauses and undoes her bra and lets it drop to the floor. He may hear it but not know what fell. Then as another little surprise she’ll kiss his chest just a little more before pressing her now naked upper body into his, her breasts pushing into the skin of his chest while she kisses his mouth again.

Nico lays under her blind.  He does not know exactly what to do ith his hands, so for a moment he does nothing.  Raising his eyebrows when he hears something fall, but can’t guess what it is.  His jaw drops slightly when he feels her breasts on him and, not even thinking about it, his arms go around her, hoping to feel the skin of her back and even moving down,  If he comes across fabric, he will immediately return to the back.

Michelle gives a little “Mmmm” into his mouth when she feels Nico’s hands on her back and his arms around her. She rolls enough to one side but not off him that she can fully undo and get into his pants and her one hand goes right over and down the underwear band and just right to his cock. She gives a little grunt when she gets a hold of it. It’s big. Not that she was too hung up on that but it does give her a little jolt of anticipation. Michelle gently wraps her fingers around and begins to move up and down.

Nico continues to feel her skin, moving his hands from her back to her front and lifting his head.  Using his tongue, he licks searching for a nipple and, when he finds one will try and suckle it as she wraps her fingers around him and begins to stroke.

Michelle gives him access as she feels him searching, especially with his tongue. In no time her nipple is hard and in his mouth and she gasps happily and jacks him a little harder, After awhile she wants access to more of his body so she moves off him briefly and starts tugging at his pants and undies to try to remove them.

Nico moans slightly as she continues to jack him while he moves from one breast to another,  Then she moves off of him and he lifts his hips, helping get his pants and underwear off.  Naked, he leaves one leg on the daybed and places the other foot on the floor.  She had unfettered access to his naked body.

Michelle had given a lot of auditory feedback about his attention on her breats when that was happening and now just looks at him in the nude now and smiles “Fuck you’re just delicious…” She comments and then moves back to him, now hovering low she traces her finger over his cock and then brushes it between her breasts, playing a bit with him. Then she leaned her head forward and let her hair cascade over his groin as she lightly licks the tip of him. Michelle like to take her time. She brushes a breast again licks and then lets her fingers trace over his balls as she slowly takes his cock right into her mouth.

Nico’s mouth turns into a half smile as she compliments him.  Absently, he murmurs. “Efcharisto”  and hisses slightly as she plays and begins to lick at him.  Taking him into her mouth causes him to moan.  “Theos…” he reaches for her hair, gently and caresses it, finally growing as hard as he can be in her mouth.

Michelle hears some words in Greek and feels his hand in her hair. She pulls up on him and swirls her tongue around the tip of him. He’s beautifully hard. The words surprise me still echo in her head and she thinks. If Nico has lovers all over town, maybe a blow job was no surprise. But as if she might be going there she licks the side of his cock that’s facing her, really really wetting it and then places it between her breasts and pushes them together around him, moving up and down, her hand also holding him in there. She waits to see how he likes this option.

Nico feels her lick at him and gets him wet.  He feels it will be a blow job instead of a hand job.  Either was fine by him.  But then he feels a wrapping around his cock.  Her breasts.  He smiles like a little boy who's just seen a pile of birthday presents.  “Iisoús Christós.”  he groans out the moan, barely registering his words for the pleasure.  He isn’t thinking, he is only reacting.

Michelle takes note of the smile and the moaning with more Greek words. Damn she wished she spoke it right now so she could know what he was saying. It sounded hot regardless. She keeps going with her current plan but every so often she has to dip down and wet him a little with her tongue giving tantalizing little breaks between now jacking him between her breasts and hand. As she gets more and more into it she occasionally throws in a lick to the tip or her fingers caress his balls. She keeps it varied, having fun just seeing what she can do to him.

Nico moans again and his hips arch into her.  “Michelle….”  he groans.  He is on something like a hill.  She is pulling him up and up and up, but he knows she will get him to the top and push him over.  He lifts the leg by the back of the couch, hooking it over the back and spreading hie legs wide, then arching up again hissing.  He trembles the slightest bit.

At the sound of her name she definitely keeps going, feeling like this was a good choice. His legs spread which gives her more room. She wets him like crazy and really goes for the next round full force.

Nico nearly growls as Michelle goes for it.  “Theé mou, gynaíkes!”  he grunts and begins to shake in earnest.  She may recognise the physical signs of a man who is about ti cum.  “Naí!”  he cries as, finally and yet far too soon he begins to cum.  “Michelle.”  he cries.  “Ah .. Michelle.”  He cannot see anything but he doesn’t have to.  It’s a good long and hard orgasm.

Michelle can see and hear he’s there and she keeps going until she feels the warmth of his cum on her neck and chest and then gently rubs his cock around her breasts so he can feel it as he comes. He calls her anime several times and it makes her shudder. Finally she moves up to him again and gently pulls the shawl off his face “Surprise?” She asks in a whisper but with a pretty big grin on her face.

Nico can feel it all while he cums and has a slick jawed half smile when his orgasm subsides.  He blinks when he is given his eyesight back and then laughs.  If allowed he will take h er face in both of his hands.  “Theé, gynaíka! Eíste apístefti Ékplixi, prágmati!”  and then blink in surprise.  “Have I been talking in Greek?”  he laughs again.  “I’m sorry, Michelle.  Uh .. that was ‘God, woman! You are incredible. Surprise, indeed!’ ..”  he scoffs a laugh.  “And you are if I was speaking fucking Greek.”

Michelle feels his hands on her face and smiles as more Greek emerges and then he calls himself on it. “It was oddly rather hot. Glad to oblige. Although maybe if we want to do this again I might bring one of those little language dictionaries…” She jokes and then kisses him lightly, still covered in his cum. She casually looks around for tissue.

Nico laughs.  “I can try and stick to English.  I usually speak it.  Usually I only speak Greek with Christophorous.”  he says the name complete with the proper accent.  “When he wants to call me a spoiled child bl;ah blah blah.”  he stops speaking and takes her arms as she looks for a tissue.  “Allow me ma’am.”  and he begins to lick his cum off of her.  There may be some on him, but he’s got his priorities straight in his mind.

Michelle laughs “It’s ok. Maybe I’ll learn some Greek. Is this going to be one of those courses where I only get the dirty words though? Like I can only order being bent over a table in a  restaurant...not a sandwich?” Michelle made a lot of jokes, even in bed. She hoped Nico took it well. Not everyone had. “Zabat calls you a spoiled child?” She has to giggle and then she gives a little happy gasp when he starts licking her “Oh…...oh yeah…” She murmurs. She was just in her panties now and pleasing him had soaked them right through.

Nico laughed at her joke.  “What I was saying might serve you better in church.  God.  Jesus Christ.  But if you want I’ll start ordering some fine meals.”  he winks and then snorts.  “Christophorous is old enough to be my father and he is straight off the plane Greek while I have been rotting like an olive on the vine as a third generation immigrant’s son.  So I’ll never be good enough for him.”  and then she reacts to her cleaning of her body and he begins to bend her back onto the daybed.  If he can get her on her back, he will peel away her panties.  Looking upon her, he actually licks her lips and then looks up at her as he strokes  her thighs, parting her legs.  “Jesus Christ.  You look good enough to eat ….  And I promised I would.”  he takes his hands and pulls the hairs of her labia gently apart to look at her clit, but not yet descend.

Michelle listens attentively to his connection with Christophous. They were clearly a curious pair of friends. As Nico lays her back she grins at him and lifts her hips helpfully so he can remove her panties. She bites her lip at his comment about eating and watches him look. She was already wet, streaming even. His orgasm had been so fun and hot she got hot from it. Michelle slides a foot up his chest and caresses him with it which opens up his view of her in a slightly new angle.

Nico looks down at her as she places her foot on his chest.  He lets go of her labia s moment, to take the foot and kiss her ankle.  “Nicodemus.  Shut up and eat.”  he hooks the leg closest to the back of the couch over the back of it as his had been, then he moves his hand to her mound,  Parting the hairs again he lowers his head and licks her clit with an almost painstaking slowness, moaning because he loves her taste.  Then he moves his tongue in wide circles around her clitm settling on his stomach between her legs.  Comfortable.

Michelle arches her back as he begins and gasps “Oh god….” As he circles she squirms happily, lifting her hips, pressing into his tongue a bit. “Nico…” She breathes out as he eyes close.

Nico watches her face as he looks up her body from his position.  He continues to lick, passing over her clit the first time as slowly as he's been, but the next pass he pauses and slaps her clit with his tongue a few times before going back to his slow, delicious circuit.

Michelle is trembling now and loving it. She can feel her pleasure slowly building up. Fuck he as good at this. At the slapping she jolts a bit, not expecting that but the change up makes his next circling pattern feel 5 times as good and she grips the day bed and lets out a little moan “Oh fuck yeah...oh god Nico….”

Nico keeps his eyes on her face, watching her reaction to him.  He pulls back his head and blows on her clit, then blindly pulls a hair out of his mouth and lowers his head again.  This time he inserts his tongue into her and plays for several long seconds before pulling it out and dragging his tongue over her clit.  He stops a while pushing into her clit but not moving himself.  She can move as he presses into her clit.

Michelle enjoys the playing. She even gives a little gasp as his tongue goes inside her. It’s fun and hot but she was really into the circles and she’s not shy about asking for what she wants. She reaches down and runs her finger through his hair “Do the circles thing again please.” She requests.

Nico doesn't reply to her.  He’s in no hurry and is not trying to rush her to orgasm.  He begins to circle her clit again, drinking down moisture as he can.

Michelle had taken her time with him and suspects he might be the same way or following her lead. She does feel her pleasure begin to build back up as he moves back to circling. She has a long build up and even longer orgasms. She lets her head roll back and just enjoys the sensations with little moans. Her hand is still at the edge of his hair, caressing it.

Nico continues his circling but, since he is still experimenting, he readjusts his hand, using one to keep her lips spread so that he can slide in a single finger with the other to see if she likes it, wants more or wants less.  From the waist down, he looks like a boy in bed, reading a book.  Legs bent at the knees and ankles crossed casually.

Michelle grips his hair a bit as the finger goes in and her moans get louder. She pushes into the finger now. “Oh yes please…” She confirms her enjoyment and her pleasure jumps up a few notches as he hits more happy places inside and out.

Nico makes a note and adds a second finger, moving them in and out very slowly as he circles her clit.  One circle would be wide and the next right on her clit.  He moans himself and peeks at her as much as he can, happy with her sounds.

Michelle feels the second finger and now thrusts at him but she also sets a boundary because she had been with a few men who got more experimental than she preferred “Two is perfect...just two...and just there..” Once she’s expressed that she lets herself enjoy his skills fully, the circles, the fingers...Nico. She looks down at him and sees him watching her and smiles and then lets her head drop back and  moans with a shudder.

Nico keeps his other fingers curled out of the way as the two inside please her.  He sees her smile and licks along the clit slowly.  There is that idea of what he can do to move her along.  Increase her pleasure and yet he is still perfectly happy at this mid level.  He could eat her as long as she wanted.  Another minute or another hour.

This combination is really working for Michelle now that it;s established. She lets herself heighten, pushing back on his fingers, moaning and beginning to shake, pulling his hair a little harder and panting as she’s clearly heading to a climax. She hits it and bucks at him but there’s no end to it in sight. Her orgasm seems to be without end. “Nico…” She gasps at him “I want you…” She’s still cumming “I want you in me.” She demands.

Nico smiles to himself as she begins to cum.  He hadn’t been trying, but it happened when it happened.  The secret treasure was that she did not stop and he moaned softly into her clit as it pulsed its release.  Michelle’s voice hits his ears and he removes the fingers inside of her, reaching under the comforter and pulling open a drawer built into the couch.  Removing a condom he pulls himself out from between her legs and to his knees.  Nico is hard as steel again and he puts the condom on, double checks it and leans over Michelle and lines himself with her opening.  “Tóso ómorfo….”  he murmurs as he slides himself in.  “So beautiful.”  he translates with a moan.  He is not a fast man and he moves slowly in her at first.  He wants to prolong this as much as he can.

Michelle is still cumming. She hasn;t stopped but she tones down her auditory feedback as they transition to intercourse. It still shows on her face though and she gives a little moan when he enters her and calls her beautiful “Oh god...so are you…” She observes. She somehow managed to go to bed with a Greek god. All the mythology was true. She moves with him slowly but grips his shoulders like she’s holding a small hurricane inside her own body. “Nico…” She breathes out.


Nico loves that she is still cumming, even though it is a minor struggle to stay inside of her, he embraces it.  She calls him beautiful and he loves it.  He hovers over her face when she calls his name.  “Michelle… oh … Theós ….”  and he lowers his head and begins kissing her, his thrusts increasing in strength a bit.

Michelle kisses him back hungrily, her moans reverberating in his mouth now as she matches his thrusts and  slides her hands from her shoulders to his back, digging her fingers in as she rides endless waves of pleasure. She feels like she’s losing her mind but it's beautiful madness.

Nico groans.  The pleasure is intense and only getting more so.  He lifts her leg and goes deeper inside of her.  As if he is trying to become part of her.  Rugged and deep he murmurs in Greek, not offering her a translation although Theos is mentioned more than once.  His hips move a bit faster .. he cannot help himself.

Michelle breaks off from kissing him and has to let out a full moan at his transition. She can feel him getting there. He lifts her leg and goes deeper and she assists, opening up more and pushing back. She’s still riding the waves and she wants to pull him into the water. She makes eye contact with him, not speaking but just imploring him as she thrusts back.

Nico feels her grip on him tighten.  Sees the look in her eyes and he groans long and low, gazing into her eyes as it hits him.  Pressing into her as deeply as he can, he holds and empties into the condom.  At length, he rests on his elbow and moves some hair off of her forehead,  Then he kisses her deeply, relaying his satisfaction and thanks.

Michelle closes her eyes and smiles after she can tell he’s cum. She lets herself calm. In truth she could go on but it was impractical and she wanted to stop. As he rests and kisses her she kisses him back just as deeply still pulsing a bit as she wraps her arms around him.

Nico breathes deeply.  “That….”  he blows out a breath and again reaches into the drawer under the daybed mattress and pulls out a tissue.  That seems to be where his stash is; condoms lube and tissue.  He tends to the condom and glances at her.  “You really are incredible.” he tells her.  “I could have done that all night …”  he chuckles.  “I don’t get many nights like this and I’m trying not to be greedy and dive between your legs again.”  he admits.

Michelle grins at him “You are incredible too.” She squirms a little and then shakes her head. She was calming and she wanted to. “In truth you could but I actually need a little break. My body just goes….my orgasms basically have no end once they start. But I think I get worn out mentally and need to come down, if that makes sense.” She notes where his stash of all things sexy is located.


Nico grins at the compliment.  “Thank you.”  He listened to her and looked absolutely delighted at the idea.  “It is a wonder to behold and I would love to see it … many times in the future.  It makes perfect sense.  I want to give a long buildup and you make it more than worth it.”  he sets the tissue wrapped condom aside for later disposal and shrugs at her gaze.  “I masturbate a lot.”  he explains, not embarrassed, just stating a fact.

Now Michelle has to laugh “Doesn’t everyone? Most people just don’t admit it. I realize most people probably think me pretty chaste because I don’t wear my desire on my sleeve...and well my roommate is Gareth so that helps my discretion.” She keeps laughing and then says with all seriousness “And I would love to see that sometime…” She traces a hand across his chest “What you do….for you..” she taps his chest with one finger.

Listening carefully, Nico listens to her words and laughs, richly.  “I was about to ask you.”  he tells her.  “I want to see what you do and how so I know better where my tongue belongs.  To avoid making you cum or even making you cum faster.”  although that is clearly not something he looks forward to even if it is something he would do if she wants to cum … quickly.

Michelle smiles and gives him a wink “We can make that happen. Again, you are not what I expected and I’m pretty blown away by you Nicodemus Caito. And that takes a lot with me.” She admits. “I acknowledged before that I’m not really dating material but some of that is because I’m…..picky?” She shrugs “Sounds a bit snooty I know.”

Nico smiles and nods.  “And I you, Michelle Kim.  I think I understand.  I am actually picky also, to be honest.  Yes there are many girls but not many I am with more than one or two .. sometimes three times.  Then it is more … she is better than jacking off.  Piggy, yes.  Maybe it’s my testosterone, but …”  he shrugs and looks at her.  “I’d like … I’d like to take an HIV test with you.”  He holds up his hand in case she gears up to be offended.  “I want you to be one of those few I am with more than three times and … if that day even comes … without a condom.”  He manages to find more ‘organic’ ways during the fog working with Kitty and Sam.

Michelle appreciates his honesty and then ponders the HIV test and idea of barebacking it. “Well I can’t get pregnant anymore…” She states and points to her abdomen revealing two tiny incision scars “Hysterectomy about 5 years ago after a nasty bout of endometriosis. They don’t cut you from navel to pubes anymore thank god. But then I guess we’d need to be really open about anyone else we go to bed with...which for me at the moment is just you.” She laughs “Slim pickings in this town for 45 year old women with complicated lives.” But then she agrees “I’ll take the test. I probably should have after my last encounter but it seemed harmless enough.”

Nico nods.  “We can get something from a mainland clinic if you don't want everyone on the island knowing you’re screwing me.”  he doesn’t sound upset at the idea that she might want to keep him under wraps.  “The only woman who is at all regular is Kitty, but people have seen she and I out together and everyone knows out … mutual … reputations.”  he ites his lip at the idea that she can’t get pregnant.  The idea of cuming unrestrained inside of her .. he pushes that thought away.  “And Kitty’s never been here before.” he pats his mattress.  “And the rest are usually one night stands.”  his hand rests on his mattress.

Michelle looks like she feels a little guilty about the secrecy thing “Nico I’m not ashamed of having sex with you. Part of my deal is everything that’s been going on with Brayden...and my work...and your work and this town just gossips like they have nothing else to do. If you have other partners and that’s your lifestyle then being publicly connected with me might….change your chances with someone. I like Kitty. I know from Gareth that she’s very open. I have kept my liaisons with people secret just because I’m private, not from shame. Although I do have a few awkward ones.” she laughs. “You work with a relative so I probably shouldn’t name names...but since you’re trusting me with things...Dillon Smith...when he was fixing a plumbing repair that was beyond my DIY skills…...not in the house of course..” She laughs “In the Smith plumbing van. Dislocated my toe on a pipe wrench. That was my last spontaneous romp. I had a failed dinner date with that French professor the day before. I think I needed some kind of validation in a moment of weakness.” She goes on “But here’s where it got awkward….I’m friends with Dillon’s mom Darlene, she’s been my yoga guru. Now Dillon’s her oldest….she had him as a teenager but still the whole sleeping with a friend’s son…..I’ve started going to Sajani’s classes since..” She admits.

Nico listens with interest.  “Yea.  I … understand the town gossip mill.  And honestly, I don’t care if anyone knows we’re having sex.  Kitty and I are more friends than lovers.  We get together maybe three or four times a year .. sometimes it ends with sex and smoetimes I just come home.  Depends on how we both feel that night.  During the fog I wound up Connie Reader.  She’s also a bit of a swinger and a great gal.  Again … a few times a year.  I have a big libido but I’m not such a slave to it I have to fuck on a daily basis.”  he blows out a breath.  “I also recently fucked a friend's sister.  Gareth had mentioned something about her squeak and …”  he growls in frustration.  “Totally not worth it.  And I’ve already been rethinking screwing the women in this town.  Then I met you and … the compulsion becan.”  he chuckled.  “Anyway … with the ferry back if I absolutely MUST get my dick wet I’ll just go into White Rock or Vancouver for one of many old conquests,”

Michelle just looks highly amused by most of this and intrigued by the rest. She was comfortable with herself, her sexuality and not clingy or possessive by nature. But she does tune into one detail and has a question “Her squeak? Who squeaks in bed so much that you both had to do her?” She gives him a little kiss “Sorry for swaying your resolve but I have no regrets.”

Nico clears his throat and pulls Michelle close.  “Sadie Taggart?  You’ve heard her talk, right?  I don’t think we were the first to test that track.”  Then she kisses him.  “Neither do I … then .. how about we plan to get together when we want … and if someone in town tries to say something we can tell them to fuk off … in the most respectable way possible, of course.”

Michelle laughs and then shakes her head around and swats at Nico playfully “Yes I've heard Sadie speak. Nico how old are you? She was in Brayden’s graduating class.” She’s clearly teasing and she did have Brayden fairly young. “So the friend you’re talking about...the brother is Mitch Taggart? Because I’m Melissa’s midwife….their midwife.” She looks at him earnestly “If we are going to connect regularly and openly let me talk to Brayden before he hears it through someone else. Just to be fair...and fair warning if things are shitty with him,,,and they sometimes are...I might blow you off sometimes. Don’t take it personally. It’s just my life.” She says honestly.

Nico flinches.  “I turned 36 in April.”  he tells her with a smile.  “And yea ….  Mitch’s…”  he stops and gapes a little.  “Smallest town on Earth.”  he rumbles.  “Sure … tell Brayden and I get it.  He went through a lot of hell.  I remember helping sometimes with Kira.  I don’t think anyone ever made that connection .. we all just bought the brain infection shit.”  he sighs and shakes his head.  “No problem.  If you can stand my work schedule I can stand that.”

Michelle retreats into herself a little on the topic of Brayden and Kira and it all leads back to Jack and how he tried to destroy her son….and seemed to really succeed with Kira. She gives Nico a melancholy look “You know Kira and Brayden were high school sweethearts?” She exhales “What a shitty way to have that happy memory for them destroyed with this awful common ground. We ran into her in the street...before the fire….” She blows out a breath. “Brayden told her….”

Nico sighs deeply and pulls Michelle a bit closer.  He nods slowly.  “I used to see them walking around town.  They were really cute.” he blows out a breath.  “Told her that Rose ….”  he doesnt out and out say that Jack Rose raped him.

Michelle just nodded “It was a strange and emotional conversation. She doesn’t really...talk well….but after Brayden told her...she said she would kill him. Maybe the whole thing with Brayden is why she did what she did...as well as her own stuff obviously…”

Nico raised his bros.  “Maybe it was.  I’m no shrink, but … maybe.”  he pulls her close.  “You know we really miss Gareth.  I know he’s not coming back right away, but we REALLY miss Gareth.”

Michelle nods at him and leans her head on his shoulder but more to the edge of it so she can look at him. She lightens at the slight subject change “He will come back though. He’s been getting better at home. He’s stopped telling us off.” She laughs “I unscrewed the lock from his door the first day. I was worried...he didn’t like that. But I think we’re past it. Maybe a night with Kitty will help too. He did not want to come out tonight….Brayden practically had to dress him. Makes me realize how nurturing my kid is as an adult.” She smiles a bit and then has a question cross her face “Your firefighter mother...and your father? Are they still around? Alive? My parents aren’t so I never assume.”

Nico chuckles.  “I visited him twice.  Both times he let me talk a couple minutes then told me go fuck off.  I came back again. He was out before I got another day off.”  he shrugs.  “I like to think Kitty can bring a man around through the dark times.”   He offers a slight smile that fades when she asks about his parents.   He‘s silent for a long time, and she might think he isn’t going to answer, but he finally takes in a deep breath.  “Short answer; Dead.”  he tells her but goes on with.  “My mother actually died in the same fire that burned Chief Stanley .. he wasn't a chief then.  And my father … he was a cop .. he ate his gun when he got home from the funeral.”

Michelle licks her lips and then rolls to him more looking compassionate and sliding her hand to his cheek “Holy shit Nico. How old were you? Talk about a small world….” She waits for more,

Nico nods, slowly.  “I was 24.  Just finishing up my probationary period.  Chief Stanley went through a bunch of bullshit after the fire … then he came here and I basically followed him.” he shrugs like a little kid who admits he did it.  He blows out a breath.  “I think .. I handled it badly.  I really started fucking around a lot.  You know … fucking all kinds of girls and just not really caring.  I didn’t really have anyone so I just .. followed him.  There were girls here to dull some pain, I guess.”  he admits.

She caresses the cheek up into the hair, smoothing it back “Understandable. We all cope how we have to Nico. You handled it the way that made sense to you. You must be pretty close to Hank after all that?” She has no judgement at all in her face or voice about the fucking around.

Nico leans into the caress a second.  “Yea .. we are.  I helped him out with the search and rescue team.  Dive training.  A lot of it.  He really deserved to be the chief.”  there is a definition in his voice.  He would follow Hank Stanley onto anyplace no matter what.

She notes the devotion and smiles “I’ve always liked Hank too. Nice guy. And Judith is fun to talk to. I see her at that breakfast place sometime….oh with Connie….who you’ve hooked up with. Yeah small town…” She chuckles and then talks a bit about her own family “My parents are slaos gone but not as tragically. I mean it was tragic for me at the time….but my mom had a brain aneurysm when I was in high school. Very sudden. She just got a headache and then was gone within an hour. My dad had a heart attack on his boat when Bray was 13…..and everyone knows about Jill and Kevin and Theresa.” She closes her eyes when she says their names, that grief still being so fresh to her. “So I’ve basically got Brayden. And Gareth is like family now.”

Nico chuckles as she makes the connections.  “Yea.  I sort of encouraged him with Judith … to get a HIV test and take it together.  For me it was the height of romance.”  he chuckles.  “And Connie likes young men with stamina, but now she is also with Jack so ….  He must be pretty spry.”  He listens about her family. “We did …”  he stops himself from apologizing for the whole department who had been spread far too thin that day and could not save everyone.  “I’m sorry.  All of them had to be rough for you.I never know what's worse … slow or fast … but I always had fast.  No family member telling me they have six months or two years.”  he blows out his breath and kisses her, marveling at them talking like old friends, naked in his bed.

“HIV test romance?” She chuckles “I’ll bring some candles? Truthfully I suck at romance so I can work with that. And yeah all fast...I dunno apples and oranges right?” She kisses him back tenderly. How had they lived in this town all the years and never crossed this path together? Ah life.

Nico nods.  “What else says “I want to have sex with you many times in the future, even without a condom.” better than an HIV test?”  it sounds like he still doesn't know how people could not see this in a positive light.  He kisses her lightly.  “You need to go home.”  his tone of voice tells he’d rather she not …. And he doesn’t spend a lot of nights in other womens beds.

Michelle grins and nods after kissing him back “I do need to go home. But I’m up for more of this sometimes soon..whatever this is or becomes…” She’s not stuck on defining anything. “I do like you Nico. Thank you for inviting me...and coming onto me..” She laughs and stretches and then begins to gather her clothes. Her shawl has fallen under the daybed now and in light of all that the evening has been, she completely forgets about it. “Damn I wish I had worn jeans and a t shirt.” She admits. The dress had been fun but now with the prospect of walking home she wished she had gone for comfort.

Nico chuckles while throwing on jeans and a sweatshirt and walking her down to his door.  “If you had worn jeans and a tshirt I may not have noticed you as anything but Michelle from uptown.”  he reminds her.  They discussed it for a minute and decided he could watch as she walked home.  Such was the convenience of living in a small town  Once she was inside, Nico went back upstairs and fell asleep himself.

It was a while before he found the lost shawl.

Michelle walked home and tiptoed in. She would tell Brayden but not while she was still basking in the afterglow. She took a long shower and then crawled into her own bed. Gareth’s door had been open and there was no sign of him so she assumed he crashed at Kitty’s.


Nico woke the next morning very early.  He had a 7am shift.  Making up his ‘bed’ he noticed a scrap of cloth under the wheels of the drawers.  Michelle’s shawl.  Grinning he takes it into the bathroom with him as he showers, then, after drying and before dressing, he  drapes her shawl over his hips like a sarong and takes a selfie via the full length mirror on his bathroom door.  Then he sends Michelle a text, knowing she may well be asleep.

Look what I found.

He attaches the picture and sends it, then dresses and heads to work.

Michelle had slept very well and woke up to her alarm to get ready for work. She grabbed her phone from the charger and noticed a text from Nico had come in. She taps and swipes to open it and then starts laughing out loud, really loudly. It was oddly hot but so funny she almost feel off the bed.

Brayden stopped outside her door and knocked “Mom are you ok?”

Michelle was still chuckling “Yep…” She put her phone back on the bedside table and opened her door “Just fine babe.”

Brayden gives her a sleepy smile “Ok...what's so funny?”

“Private joke with a friend….listen Bray. I need to tell you something….”

Brayden looks concerned “Ooook…”

Michelle pats his shoulder “It’s not a bad thing. But it’s new and it’s kind of something I don’t want you to hear about from someone else later.”

Brayden starts guessing “You have a boyfriend? Or a girlfriend?”

Michelle laughs “I love that you’re so open minded. I have a friend. We’re not defining anything else. But it is a man. It’s Nico. Nicodemus Caito.”

Brayden reels “Uh….holy shit mom…..”