Thank you all for the comments. It has inspired me to keep this going and I have up to Chapter 4 finished in this series so far. Chapter 3 is currently being edited and will be submitted for approval once completed.
Thank you to reichj29 and my loving wife for editing this Chapter.
Side Note: I do know that this story does not seem to be in the correct category, but all will be revealed in Chapter 3.
Please enjoy and keep the comments coming (whether good or bad).
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Sydney woke up the next morning. She realized that she had slept better that night than any other she could remember. Her smile felt like it wouldn't end as she stretched. However, she couldn't understand the sad feeling in the pit of her stomach. It made her feel like she was not whole anymore. 'What was it that she was missing,' she thought to herself. When she looked over the bed, she realized what it was. Seth was gone. He did say he was going to work out, but she hoped to wake up in his arms for what she hoped would be the start of a tradition that she would genuinely enjoy. She got up and also realized that she was still completely nude. She stood up off the bed and walked over to the bathroom and looked at herself in the bathroom mirror. As she looked at her 28-year-old body, she still thought that she could pass for an 18-year-old. From the self-defense class to the long jogs she would take, she was able to keep her body in shape. It also helped her that she hadn't gotten a sweet tooth as well.
She decided to take a quick shower so that she could at least look decent when Seth returned. She stepped into the shower loving the way the water would cascade down her silky smooth skin. Although she wasn't one to show off her body to every person on the street, she wanted to make sure that not only was she was satisfied with her body, but if she ever found Mr. Right, that he would enjoy her body as well. After last night, she started to think that she did find Mr. Right, and she was delighted that he had enjoyed her body, at least so far. However, she wasn't about to let herself go. Then again, she liked her body, and she liked knowing that all the other women her age or younger that would dress scantily were still not as beautiful as she was. It was her way of making herself feel better about herself, though she wasn't pleased about it then again, other people did worse to make themselves feel better.
As she was scrubbing her body down, she started to feel aroused. Why? She didn't know as she hadn't touched any of her intimate parts yet. Was it that she was in the foreign bathroom of her new love or was it something else. She let her mind and hands wander, and within a few seconds, she found herself pinching her nipples with one hand and rubbing on her clit furiously with the other.
After a few minutes, she had herself moaning in orgasm while images of Seth flashed into her mind. It wasn't just his body that she was seeing and feeling; it was how he was making her feel loved and complete, like they were meant to be together. While it wasn't close to as powerful as he had given her, something told her she was going to get another mind shattering one soon enough, hopefully. Once she was able to regain herself, she finished her shower and took the towel on the rack to dry herself off.
She didn't want to use his brush if he had one or his toothbrush as they had only been together less than 24 hours, but she knew she had her brush in her purse. She put some toothpaste on her finger so she could brush her teeth and she used a little of his mouthwash as well, making sure to be respectful and not put her lips on the cap. Once she was satisfied she was finished, she wrapped the towel around herself so she could go to the living room to get her brush from her purse. As she walked out of the bathroom, she saw Seth walking into the bedroom from his workout. She could see the sweat lines that lined his sweater and the sweat that still ran down his face and neck. She wondered why he was wearing pants, and a sweater instead of something less confining and more breathable, like basketball shorts and a tank top.
"Ahh, there you are," Seth said as he saw Sydney coming out of the bathroom. "I made some coffee if you are interested."
"Thank you, I just finished showering and was about to brush my hair, but I would love to have a cup after I'm done," she said back to him. She walked over to her purse, and instead of squatting down or sitting on the couch, as she would with most anyone, she bent over almost at a perfect 90-degree angle, hoping that he was staring at her ass as the towel hugged her body. She grabbed her brush and made her way back to the bathroom, and proceeded to brush her hair, allowing the towel to slide just past her cleavage before she caught it and pulling it up again. She caught a glimpse of him looking at her, and they just smiled at each other.
"I have a question for you," Sydney said, curious about his attire. As she paused, watching his sweater climb his chest, exposing his finely tuned muscles underneath.
"Yeah, what's up," Seth said, knowing his cock was now partially erect due to her partially lewd display of her breasts, which he thought was for his benefit. Not that he was going to complain as she had some of the perfect pair of breasts that he had ever seen.
"Why do you wear a sweater and sweat pants to work out," she asked as she arched her eyebrow, brushing her hair, trying to make herself look as attractive as possible for him. "What I mean is that why aren't you wearing a t-shirt or tank top and shorts like most men would"
"Ohh." Seth thought for a second as he hadn't thought about it before. "I dunno. I mean, I know I do have a decent body, I guess, though not one of the best out there, I wouldn't want any women coming up to me and bothering me. I guess the best way to explain it is when women want to be seen at the gym, they wear sports bras and short tight shorts or yoga pants so that the guys will look at them. But the women that don't want to be seen and are just there to work out, usually go with more loose clothing, as I do."
"Well, that makes sense. I guess it is the same reason I wear long skirts and a sweater. But I think my reason is more that I am subconscious about my looks. I've been told that I am pretty before, but I have never really seen myself as being beautiful," she said, gasping as his sweat pants fell to the floor, his semi-erect cock growing up his leg as he stood there.
Seth thought to himself for a minute and couldn't realize why anyone would believe that she was not beautiful. To him, she looked like an angel that came down from heaven. With her hair wet coming down her neck and snaking its way around to her front, fanning out over her breast, she looked like she could easily be a Greek Goddess. Or could it be that he was in a porno at the moment, especially since he was standing their nude staring at her.
Seth then had a thought in his head that gave him a sinister smirk on his face. He quickly closed the distance between the two of them, grabbing the towel and throwing on the floor, leaving Sydney standing naked as well. Before she could think of what was happening, she squealed as he took hold of her and plucking her up in his strong arms. Seth carried her over to the bed, all while staring into her eyes, her staring right back at him. He then laid her softly down on the bed before moving up next to her, stroking her hair while looking into her eyes.
"I don't want ever to hear you think of yourself as anything less than beautiful. Even the word itself does not give you the justice you deserve. You should know that if you wanted to, you could get any man you wanted," Seth said in a loving tone.
Sydney blushed and looked down for a second before looking back into his eyes and said "Thank you for your kind words, but I don't want any man," she said as her sultry eyes stared at him while her words were dipped in sin, "I only want you."
She paused for a second, worried that if she showed too much of her heart she might get hurt, but then decided she needed to get it off her chest. She had been struggling with whether to reveal what she felt in her heart all morning and part of last night before she went to bed. She decided it was now or never, and if she got hurt, then she would have to deal with I. But she couldn't let this wait any longer.
"Something magical happened between the two of us last night, and I feel as though I could be with you forever. Now, I am not saying I'm naive and would fall madly in love with the first guy that I meet, but just by you touching me, you made me feel better than any other guy. I know this sounds crazy, and I may be rambling a little here, but I had to let you know how I felt."
Seth was taken aback and didn't know what to say. He had the same feelings as well for her, but never in his mind did he ever think that she felt the same way he did. He never believed in fate and was never a believer in God's plan, but there had to be something at work to bring them together like this. Seth tried to gather the words, but initially, nothing came out. He sighed, not knowing how he could respond to such beautiful words that made his heart happy and made him love her all the more.
Hearing his sigh, Sydney felt a tear in her eye, thinking that she just laid out her heart, and he was going to tell her that he was sorry but didn't feel the same. She had tried to prepare herself mentally for this to happen while she saw him thinking for a moment, but still knew it would hurt and couldn't stop the dam that was about to break only seconds away from crying her eyes out.
Seeing her start to tear up, Seth found the confidence he needed to get his mind to gather the words that he wanted to say, not knowing if it would be as beautiful as what Sydney had said.
