Another glance at my watch and her panties poking out of my jacket pocket, and I stay right where I am.
I'll never last the evening without a lot more loving.
While my folks won't notice my arousal, my eagle-eyed sister will, with her warped sense of humor, telling me she'd never let me get away with it.
Despite my best efforts, five minutes after being seated at the large table in the middle of the restaurant, I know it's been a hopeless exercise. Next to me, Kelly's body is pliable in response to our recent lovemaking. In contrast, her wild curls are even wilder and her lips plump.
Of some relief, is that her earlier nerves at meeting my parents are nowhere to be seen. I've never seen her so relaxed, something I'll have to remember for the next time I see her on edge.
"Everything alright, brother?" This query from Audrey has me twisting toward her, in time for her to blow pepper in my direction. As fast as she's been, I've moved even faster.
How could I have forgotten that my big sister can read me like a book? There isn't a chance I can use my pocket handkerchief to blow my nose, although there's no forgetting it's there. Kelly's special scent is a reminder of how she'd tasted earlier.
With this going on, keeping up with the conversation is a nightmare. In our favor is that, after a brief chat with Kelly, my folks are now focusing on Clive.
I think this is down to relief that after the no-hopers Audrey dated in her teens, she's settled for someone respectable. Their relief at not having to dine with someone covered in a ton of tattoos is immense.
This has their new son-in-law monopolizing the conversation with tales of growing up in New Orleans, which is where he and Audrey had met. This led on to Audrey and Clive talking of their marriage on a beach in Hawaii.
There's no avoiding the sadness in my mom's eyes at having missed this special event, with even my dad looking downcast. The heartfelt sigh from Kelly is harder to ignore, although I park it for later. Much later.
Despite the focus not being on Kelly and me, dinner can't be over fast enough for us, to the point we politely say no to dessert and leave early. Before that, I give my key to Audrey. "We'll catch you in the morning. It's been a long week. Mom, Dad, we'll be over to see you soon."
Waiting for the elevator to arrive to take us down to the underground parking garage is a nightmare. This is even more so when another couple joins us. So much for working on that fantasy. It's one that'll have to wait.
The same goes for the cab of the truck in the busy parking garage. On arriving home, the old guy from up the road is out walking his dog. It's as if the universe is conspiring against us.
Once inside the front door, Kelly takes off, flashing bits of her I've been dreaming of all night as she flies up the stairs. I'm not far behind her, which means I get to see her diving for the bed, twisting before she lands, then lying there in open invitation.
Her panties tucked into my jacket pocket. I don't bother stripping off altogether, just enough that I can fill her slick depths as I'd dreamed of throughout dinner. Who needs dessert with Kelly in my life?
It's not until we've got it out of our system and removed all our clothes that we lie in each other's arms. Soon enough, her breathing tells me she's asleep.
Still far from sleep, I lie there thinking back on how Audrey and Clive were at dinner. Even with them playing it down in front of my parents, they'd shown their love for each other, which is more than Kelly and I did.
Even my parents were more affectionate.
It's something I continue to think about as sleep claims me. I want what the others have. Much as I'd had fun teasing Kelly by pretending that I wanted to blow my nose after Audrey pulled that pepper stunt, I want more than this.
I want to show my love for her when we're out in public, not just when we're behind closed doors.
