Sarenna rose from the sofa, still holding Weldon's hand and pulling him to his feet with her.
"Sometimes you just have to throw caution into the wind," Sarenna announced as she leaned in and kissed him again, this time sticking her tongue into his mouth. "I am crazy for you, Weldon," she said.
"I don't know why," Weldon replied, breaking from the kiss and looking into her eyes.
She laughed with amusement. "You don't have to," she said as she pulled him against her and pressed her lips to his once again.
One of his hands dropped to her backside which he squeezed. She pressed her breasts into his chest in response.
"You're driving me crazy," Weldon complained.
"Do you have erotic thoughts dancing in your head?" She giggled.
"Yes," he admitted.
"Good," she grinned, sliding both hands around his waist. "Let's go upstairs."
His heart was pounding at the thought.
"It will be more comfortable," she coaxed, leaning in and kissing him again and pressing her breasts against his chest even harder
Sarenna took his hand and led him out of the room, up the two flights of stairs to her third floor tower. She had picked the room with the dormer that overlooked the backyard although it was dark now and there wasn't much to see.
The room looked like it was stuck in a time warp from about thirty years ago – an old hi fi, an old radio, an ancient black and white television, outdated books on the shelves, Steinfeld's Mac computer, forgotten board games stacked on the bottom shelf.
"It's going to be a real chore cleaning this house out when it comes time," Sarenna remarked as she glanced around the room. "Everybody left but nobody took anything with them!"
Weldon couldn't take it anymore. He grabbed her by the arm and pulled her into him as they stood near the foot of the double bed against the far wall. They explored each other's lips, gums, tongues and necks, and Sarenna was quick to push her mound into his groin to let him know she was open for business. She worked her hand up under his shirts to rub it along his stomach and chest. He worked to unbutton her blouse which fell open, revealing her white bra.
"Are you going to clerk me?" Sarenna teased.
"Jesus, Sarenna," he moaned just as he hand brushed across the front of her breasts.
She reached behind her and unfastened the bra for him, stepping back ever so slightly so it fell to the floor before pushing herself back against him. His hands had little trouble finding her bare breasts.
"Yes," she said happily.
Weldon nibbled on her ear and then moved down the side of her neck and she dropped her head back and stuck her breasts out before her hands tried to tear both his shirts off over his head. In a moment, the shirts were off and Sarenna was rubbing her breasts against his bare chest.
She leaned in and kissed his shoulder and he felt her nipples rubbing against his chest.
"Weldon..." she breathed. "Clerk me."
He played with her breasts and nipples gently while she kissed him with passion and want.
"Do you have any condoms?" Sarenna asked.
"I didn't think…"
"Don't worry, I do," she laughed, kissing him again while tugging on his belt buckle.
"You first," he whispered.
Sarenna laughed. "Modesty is over-rated, Weldon," she said.
She stepped back, unbuckled her own jeans and pulled them and her panties down in her leg all in one motion, kicking off her shoes at the same time. She let the opened blouse fall off her shoulders and just like that she was naked, turning her back to him so he could finally see that wonderful full backside of hers as she did a belly flop onto the bed, looking over her shoulder at him with a seductive grin on her face.
He removed his jeans and briefs and knelt on the bed behind her, carefully dropping himself on top of her and kissing the back of her neck to her giggles.
"You like my ass, don't you?" Sarenna purred.
"Well….." He mumbled, slightly embarrassed.
"I know you've been eyeing it, Weldon," she let him know.
He moved down her body and kissed the top of her ass crack. "I can't help myself," he admitted.
"It's okay,' she smiled.
When they were done clerking, they lay together underneath the covers as Weldon tried to come to terms with his temptations, amazed at how willing Sarenna had been to make love to him.
"You okay?" She asked in the darkness.
"Are you?" He worried.
"Of course," she giggled.
"It's been a while for me," he admitted.
"Me too," she assured him.
"I'm not sure if I'm able to comprehend what just happened," Weldon said.
"You clerked me," she smiled, kissing his cheek.
"Do you want me to stay the night?" He asked.
"Of course," she laughed. "Not just the night. The week. The month. The year."
"That will be a lot of clerking," Weldon smirked.
"That's what I'm counting on," Sarenna laughed.