Remodeling

"Allison, don't be so hard on yourself. You're breathtakingly beautiful, I sense that you're smart and funny, and anyone that happens to be by your side should consider themselves blessed to be in your presence." Natalie stated very matter of factly.

"Thank you very much, but you are the true beauty here," I replied.

"Speaking of beauty," I continued, "tell me about the bright red Ferrari?"

"Like I said, I make killer money, I'm here starting over, and it's such a badass car that I figured why not?! Besides, I bought it used so it wasn't that expensive," she replied. "Like that Mercedes you're driving isn't just as expensive?" she countered.

We both cracked up at that and continued our conversation for another 30 minutes or so. Natalie expressed her displeasure of having to go to her meeting, but I assured her I had to get going too, so it was ok.

"Is my house going to be ready on time?" she jokingly asked.

"Yes, I just need to see you Saturday for the final walk through!" I responded.

"It's another date!" she proclaimed. "I had a lovely time, Allison. Thank you so much. I can't wait to see you again," she declared as she expressed that she had to leave or she'd be late.

I had a lovely time with Natalie. I'd much rather have stayed and talked to her all morning, but work called and I had a house to get finished. I will admit that she was in my thoughts for the rest of the day and for a change, it didn't bother me as much as it had been.

Saturday had arrived and It was time for the open house! The place looked perfect. Tony and his crew nailed it, just like they always do. The staging was spot on and everything was in place. I had hors d'oeuvres and wine for all the guests, and my agent and myself were available for tours and any questions. We started at 9:00 am and the day was a whirlwind. I lost count of how many times I walked the large house- up and down both flights of stairs, and in and out of every room. One thing stuck out in my mind though, and it actually caused me more concern and anxiety as the day went on. Natalie hadn't shown up yet. I know she wouldn't come through and not see me. I also know that I didn't miss her, I mean who could miss someone who looked like that? I was legitimately sad that I hadn't seen her yet, and I started to wonder just what in the hell was going on with my emotions. I had to pull it together and finish this open house.

"Thanks for stopping by you two! Please contact me or my agent if you have any questions or would like to make an offer." I said as I showed my last guests out.

I waved goodbye and pushed the door shut. I turned around and closed the door the rest of the way as I leaned my back against it. The large, wooden door supported me as I rested my head back against it. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath to calm myself as I let go of the stress from the day.

This large wooden door. It was such an unloved hunk of wood when I first discovered it and the house that it guarded. I knew as soon as I walked through this door that this was the place. I took the unloved hunk of wood, the giant 9 foot tall, weathered hunk of wood, and carefully restored it. I sanded and sanded until it was buttery smooth and then I applied the perfect stain to compliment the exterior brick work. It's now a beautiful, smooth and well protected gateway into this lovely house.

I can't believe I'm going to sell this place soon. I know that was the original plan all along, but I've grown quite attached to the place over the last 8 or so months. I've put so much time and money into this place, dealt with a good amount of bullshit, and red tape to get it to where it is today. I opened my eyes to look at the clock across from the door. It was 3:45 in the afternoon. The open house was scheduled until 2:00 pm, but people just kept showing up and I couldn't turn them away. I really needed to sell this place, plus I was pretty damn proud of how it came out and I loved showing it off. Natalie never made it either, and I really wanted to show it to her. Great, now I'm letting myself get upset again. "Fuck, I need a drink," I think to myself as there is a knock on the door.

I stand up from leaning against the door, turn around and open it, and there she is. She's wearing the same red dress that she was wearing the night I first met her.

"Hi. I'm sorry I'm late but I just got back in town. I rushed over here as fast as I could," she explained apologetically.

"It's fine. I just thought you were going to stand me up on our second date is all," I replied.

"Do I still get the grand tour?" she inquired.

"Of course!" I exclaimed.

"This is the entry foyer," I explain as I begin my tour for what feels like the hundredth time today.

The entry foyer isn't huge, but it is grand. There is a coat closet to our left, the foyer opens to the right into the front room, and in front of us, blocking the view into the deep house, is a wall. Against the wall, on the right is a table. To the left of the table, and right across from the entry door is a large pier mirror. I glance into the mirror and my eyes catch Natalie's. I see her looking at me in the mirror.

"I love these giant pier mirrors," I begin as I try to avert my glance. "I think they are wonderful for opening up the space and checking your appearance before heading out the door." I explain.

"I can definitely see what you mean," replies Natalie as she softly grins.

I suggest that we proceed into the formal front room. We enter the front room and I explain that the hardwood floors are original and have been restored to look like new. The trim is also all original but the windows are all brand new and very energy efficient. The room also features an ornate fireplace and mantle. Clean, modern furniture and lighting compliment the detailed wood trim. Built in shelves flank each side of the entrance into the kitchen.

"I apologize that I ran out of wine. I had wine and appetizers for all the attendees but I had more people view the house than I anticipated." I explain.

"I do however, have a six pack of some delicious IPA, if you're into craft beer?" I offer. "I was going to crack a few open after the open house was over. It's my favorite and I was going to celebrate and unwind a bit." I continue.

"Oh, I love a good beer!" Natalie eagerly replies.

I open the door to the brand new Sub Zero refrigerator and retrieve two cans of Anti Hero IPA. I pull two pub glasses from the cabinet and pour Natalie and myself a drink. I slide her glass towards her, across the marble island top. As she reaches out to grasp it, her fingers gently brush against mine. I hesitate to pull away for a second and then I quickly retrieve my hand.

I notice Natalie is softly grinning again as she raises the glass to taste the beer. I take a rather large drink myself, and consider downing the entire glass quickly to calm my nerves.

"Damn, that's a delicious IPA!" Natalie exclaims.

"You must really hit it hard in the gym to keep that body looking like it does with beer like this available," Natalie says.

"Fuck" I think to myself. "Is she hitting on me?" No, that's crazy. I'm sure my thoughts are deceiving me by causing me to blush.

"Yeah, I spend quite a bit of time there, but tearing up and rebuilding houses is a pretty good workout too," I tell her.

"This place is wonderful, Allison. You did a fantastic job and I'm sure it wasn't easy," Natalie states.

"I do like to get dirty from time to time," I innocently admit, which I immediately regret. I'm sure she notices my cheeks blushing again.

"Hmm, that's interesting," Natalie slyly responds.

"Can you excuse me for just a minute, please?" I ask her.

I dash off to the bathroom, not because I have to go, but to gather my thoughts. I feel like I'm crushing on this woman. She gets my heart racing just being near her. I'm freaking out a bit, but the wetness between my legs excites me like crazy! I need to get back out there and just forget about all this craziness.

I return to the kitchen and find Natalie looking around and checking things out. I grab my glass of beer, chug the damn thing and grab another out of the fridge. We talk more about the large kitchen and dining area. No expenses were spared in this part of the house. Plenty of cabinets, a large island with marble top that matches the marble counter tops. Top of the line professional appliances, and a massive dining table that will seat 10. Through a set of French doors is the family room. This room features a more relaxed atmosphere with comfy furniture, a large tv and modest sound system. There is also the guest bath off of this room and the stairs down to the basement and up to the second story. I suggest we check out the basement first.

The basement features a custom built wet bar, which is the first area as you come down the stairs. There is also a home theater that features a projector and a killer surround sound system. Beyond the theater area is hallway that leads to a small laundry room, a guest bedroom with full bath and beyond that is a storage area. I explain that the basement was excavated to increase the ceiling height.

"I can't believe how much space is in this house", exclaims Natalie. "I can't believe you're selling this after putting in so much time and money," she adds.

"Well, as much as I love this house, and trust me, I really do love it, it's just too much house for only me," I explain.

"Well, you'd need a need to find a sexy roommate or something more," she replied as she turned her attention to check out the area behind the bar.

"What in the hell does she mean by that?!" I think. "Is she insinuating that I should find a roommate? Does she mean herself or a man?" my thoughts continue.

I take my second beer and down the rest of it. I then suggest that we go see the rest of the house.

"Sounds good! Please lead the way," replies Natalie as she downs the rest of her beer too.

I turn and walk up the stairs. I'm well aware that Natalie has an excellent view of my ass in my tight jeans as I walk up the stairs ahead of her. I can feel the wetness between my legs with every step. I can't believe I'm so turned on by the idea of another woman checking out my ass!

We reach the top of the stairs on the second level. The first area is set up as a small office. There is a hallway straight ahead and off to each side is an identical bedroom. Past the bedrooms is a full bath to the left and a small laundry area to the right. At the end of the hallway is the entrance to the master suite, which is my favorite part of the house.

Through a set of French doors is the master bedroom. A king size four poster bed dominates the space. Above the bed is a deep tray ceiling with hidden LED lights all around it. They are dimmed to give off a soft glow. Nightstands adorn each side of the bed. Each nightstand holds a lamp that is also dimmed low. A large area rug is placed under the bed to provide warmth and softness as you leave the bed. The rest of the floors are wood. There is also a door on each side of the bed. One leads to the massive master bath and the other leads to the walk in closet. There is also a doorway the connects the bathroom with the closet.

I explain everything that went into making such a luxurious and comfortable space. We removed the old roof, built up the height of the walls and put on a new roof. We insulated the master suite to be as quiet as possible. The bathroom rivals the most high end spas.

"I can totally imagine how comfortable it would be to lounge in here all day," proclaimed Natalie. "Mmmm, this bed looks so inviting," she cooed as she fell back onto a giant pile of pillows on the welcoming mattress.

She looked like a goddess as she softly settled into the plush bed. Her black hair spilling out around her head, her large breasts jiggling from the motion. I couldn't take my eyes off of her as they roamed over her body. Her skin shimmering in the dim light.

My heart skipped a beat as I saw that the slit up the side of her red dress had opened and revealed most of her strong, thick thigh as her right leg dangled off the edge of the bed. I would be lying if I said I wasn't aroused by the scene unfolding in front of me.

"Allison," she spoke softly. "Please join me."

My face felt hot and my heart started to pound as she uttered those words. I just stood there, staring at her. Do I join her in bed, or politely excuse myself?

"I promise I don't bite," she assured me, but the little smirk on her face lead me to believe otherwise.

I walked over to the left side of the bed and slowly laid back next to her.

"Isn't this nice?" she spoke softly again.

"Of course it is," I replied in an equally soft voice. "This is the room I've been dreaming of for years,"I continued.

"I really like your house." Natalie declared in the same soft tone. As she spoke I watched her hand slowly reach over and glide over mine.

Her fingers gently traced over my hand as she spoke. "But as much as I like your house, I like the owner even more."

Fuck. This woman had me. My heart was racing, my nipples were straining again their confines and my panties were drenched.

I watched her fingers trail from my hand and up to my forearm.

"Allison," she whispered

I tilted my head over towards hers, our faces inches apart. I studied her luscious full lips for a moment then I brought my eyes up to meet hers. She closed the gap between our mouths, our lips were brushing against each other's, she paused and breathed the phrase that would send me over the edge.

"Is your pussy as wet as mine is right now?"

Natalie pressed her lips to mine. So soft, so warm, they felt so perfect. Natalie ran her tongue over my lips and I let her slip it into my wanting mouth. My tongue met hers as they danced between our lips. I brought my hand up to caress her face. I rolled myself onto my right side so I could face her. Natalie ran her fingers through my hair and massaged my scalp as we continued to kiss.

Natalie trailed soft kisses from my mouth, to my cheek, down to my neck. As her lips explored my neck, her hand had worked its way under my shirt. Her touch was heavenly. Her soft fingertips slid over my skin and my nerves felt energized. I reached my hand over and placed it on her exposed thigh. I found my way into the slit on the side of her dress and cupped her creamy ass cheek in my hand. I used my strength to pull her to me. Her large breasts pressing into mine felt wonderful.

Meanwhile, her hand was under my shirt and her fingers were teasing the area where my bra met my skin. My desire to feel her hands on my bare breasts was intense. I pulled away from her kisses and propped myself up on my right arm. I pulled my hand from inside her dress but couldn't resist taking a peek inside the slit I just pulled my hand from. Underneath she was wearing a sexy, lacy red thong. A grin crept upon her face as she watched me.

"You naughty woman!" she teased.

"We need to get these clothes out of the way...now!" I declared.

Natalie rose from the bed. She slowly removed each strap of her dress from her shoulders and pulled her arms free. She teasingly lowered the dress until her breasts were free. The sight was glorious. Her large breasts were perfect, capped by deep brown areolae with equally dark nipples. She paused for a moment to let me take in the view before she pushed the dress over her curvy hips and let it pool around her feet on the floor. Her stomach was flat with just a hint of a six pack, her hips flowed into her powerful, thick thighs. Her red lace panties hugged her beautiful mound. She crawled into the bed and her hands found the bottom of my shirt and tugged it upwards. I raised my arms over my head to help her remove my shirt. Her hands cradled my face as she kissed me. She then trailed her hands down to my chest and stroked the tops of my breasts with her fingertips. She quickly unhooked my front fastening bra and pushed it away. I let it fall from arms back onto the bed. Her hands caressed my perky breasts and teased my firm nipples. I swear there is a direct line from my nipples to my clit and the sensation caused me to moan softly. I reached out and felt another woman's naked breasts for the first time and it was a magnificent feeling. They were so soft and warm, and her hard nipples felt wonderful on the palm of my hand.

Natalie leaned forward and ran her tongue around both nipples before sucking on the pair. While her mouth was exploring my breasts, her hands were working on the button and zipper of my jeans. Once my pants were undone, Natalie ran her fingers around my waist and down inside the back of my jeans. It felt so good having her hands on my skin while her warm, wet lips sucked on my sensitive nipples. Natalie pushed my pants down and I rose onto my knees so she could push them down further.

"Lay back, baby." she whispered to me.

I fell back onto the bed as she tugged my pants off and tossed them to the side. Her fingers played down my stomach and caused me to twitch at the faint touch. She continued down to my panties and teased around the edge where they met my skin. Her finger was driving me wild and I thrust myself forward hoping to encourage her to touch where the fire burned hottest in me.

"Allison, you are absolutely stunning, my dear." she acknowledged "are you ok with this?" she asked.

"Oh, Natalie, yes, YES! I love this. Please, I need you to touch me." I begged.

"I am touching you, silly," she spoke as she giggled.

"You know what I mean," I pleaded.

"No, I'm afraid I don't." She cunningly replied. "Tell me, Allison. Tell me what you want," she insisted.

"I want you to touch my pussy!" I cried "please, please, Natalie! I need it so bad!" I implored.

"Mmmm, you don't know how bad I've wanted to hear that, beautiful Allison." Natalie confessed.

She ran her fingers up the inside of my thigh and stopped right next to my aching entrance. One finger then slowly traced my panty covered slit. I gasped at her touch and that elicited a giggle from Natalie. She leaned in between my legs and placed kisses on my inner thighs and my covered mound. Her teasing had me on the edge of an orgasm.

Natalie reached up and removed my soaking wet panties and my dripping wet sex was exposed. I was shaking from a mixture of nervousness and unrelenting desire. I wanted this woman so bad and the anticipation was maddening! Natalie ran her fingers through my short, red patch of hair before sliding her fingers through the wet folds of my swollen pussy lips. My wetness was everywhere and her touch was heavenly. Then I felt her tongue slide into my wet slit and slowly travel up and down my entrance. Her tongue was magical and I moaned and gasped as she made love to my most intimate area. The sight of her voluptuous body stretched out in front of me with her head between my legs was so erotic. She slid her tongue over and into my pussy before she focused her attention on my firm nub. She licked and sucked on my little clit until I thought I would pass out. It only took a few more swipes of her tongue and the most powerful orgasm I've ever experienced surged through my body. I grabbed ahold of Natalie's head and ground my pussy into her beautiful face. Waves of pleasure washed over me as Natalie worked her tongue into my center. As the force of my climax subsided, I began to cry uncontrollably. Natalie quickly embraced me and began to apologize.

"No! Allison! I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have pushed you so soon. I was selfish and I should have controlled myself." Natalie lamented as she too began to shed tears.

To be continued.