Au Contraire, Au Pair

Chapter 5

Buffy sat on the edge of her bed tapping her foot in time to the second hand moving on her watch. Time flies when you are NOT waiting to be taken out by the most gorgeous man in the world, she thought. 10:55 and 5 minutes to go. She stood up and crossed to the large mirror in her closet and checked her appearance. Zipper zipped? Check. Teeth sparkling? Check. Hair bouncing and flowing? Check. She hoped that she wasn’t overdressed. She chose a simple linen skirt that fell just past her knees and a silk sleeveless top. Strappy sandals completed her look. She wanted to look like she hadn’t spent the last five hours trying on everything she owned and look pulled together. She had never been out with anyone so much older than her before.

Her last boyfriend was in college - Riley. He was a few years older and made it seem like he was doing her a favor by spending time with her - educating her as he put it. He couldn’t believe she wouldn’t put out on their second date, and that she would barely let him get to second base. After a while, she started enjoying those tingly feelings when they made out and would try to push it a little farther, but he just laughed at her attempts for seduction and usually left after raiding her fridge.

She decided to surprise him in his dorm room one night and found him screwing some random girl. He got pissed at her and told her to leave. Unless she wanted to stay and see what a real woman did to get a man to stay interested. That was six months before, and a part of her still smarted from it.

But now there was William. Cultured, intelligent, older and hopefully wiser in the ways of love. And he seemed interested in her! Maybe her little peepshow earlier wasn’t such a bad idea after all... She wanted the ball to be in his court, however. *Don’t want to get laughed at again, do we? No sir.*

11:01 - fashionably late. She started walking down the stairs.

William was in the kitchen already. Truth be told, he had been there for twenty minutes sweating like a schoolboy, but feigning cool as he went over some notes from his publisher. He must have read the same sentence over a hundred times. He heard her coming down the stairs and looked towards the doorway and felt like a schoolboy again.

She looked stunning. Simple, elegant and honey coated. From her golden hair to her smooth, tan skin. He understood the term sun-kissed at that moment.

“Shall we be off then?”

At that moment, James ran into the kitchen and grabbed Buffy’s knees. “I’ll see you later, ‘kay? Have fun with my dad. I think he needs to go smile today. He smiles more with you. Bye!” And with that he headed out to his play castle outside, Cook on his heals with a basket of goodies.

Buffy blushed, but accepted William’s arm when it was offered to her. He led her past the mud room to the garage and asked her, “What’s your pleasure? Will it be the convertible or shall we protect those goldilocks and go in the sports car?”

“Well, since I don’t have a hat with me, lets go windless, if you don’t mind.”

He led her to a sleek, black car and opened the door for her, then shut it after she got herself settled. She fiddled nervously with the hem of her blouse as he started the car and began to back the car down the long drive. “If you don’t mind, I’d like to take you somewhere that is special to me. It’s quiet, but it has an amazing view of the ocean.”

She watched the car eat up the scenery as they drove along the coast line to a high bluff. There was a small café and inn hidden among the trees, and it boasted a spot overlooking the large bluff. After the waiter brought their drinks, and their lunch orders were taken, William leaned back in his chair and, with his hands behind his head, began smiling at Buffy.

She caught his gaze and looked down, a familiar blush creeping up her cheeks.

“You have the loveliest look on your face right now. What are you thinking of, pet?”

Well, that just made her blush more. “William, I need to say something, and I may not be able to look at you the whole time, so just bear with me.”

*Oh god, oh god - just breathe!*

“I guess it’s pretty obvious that I am attracted to you, then again, who wouldn’t be, right? But, I know that I am young, and you have all of the world experience that I don’t have. I mean, I REALLY don’t have it. And, I know that I work for you. But know that I would never do anything that would hurt James. He means a lot to me. And if I am imagining something that isn’t here, please just know that I am stupid and young, and don’t hold it against me. And, um, I can just be here for James if I am stupid, okay? Oh my god, I sound so pathetic. Can we just pretend that I didn’t say anything? I need more water...”

He loved it when she rambled on and on. He couldn’t imagine anyone being nervous around him. Dru would have laughed herself sick at that one. God knows she bored of him soon enough. Always complaining about how the fire had gone out, and how he was too focused on everything else but her. He certainly wasn’t g to to make that mistake again with this amazing creature.

“Buffy, please don’t berate yourself. I’ve been trying to suss through this for sometime, and I finally decided to take a chance - something I don’t normally do. Which means I probably should do it. I meant it when I said you mean a lot to me. Watching you these past several weeks has been a true joy. Your kindness, your willingness to be there for others... There aren’t a lot of people in this world that care about anything other than themselves. Not to mention the looks of you, luv.” And with that he smirked at her as he took a drink. He could watch her blush all day.

“I was afraid that you would think a man like me was too old for someone as fresh as you. I’ve waited for the boyfriend to show up on your free days to take you away, and yet none has come. How is that even possible?”

“Well, I’ve been told that I have a lot to learn about men, so I just didn’t think I had much to offer.”

He was outraged. That someone as wonderful as this girl was could be told such a lie... Oh. He must not have been able to get what he wanted. “Buffy, there are blokes out there who only want one thing. Bet ol’ Loverboy didn’t get what he was after, did he?” Her blush told him everything.

He reached across the table and teased her hand one with his index finger and began to draw lazy circles across her palm. “Such a treasure. Please know that I am interested in you. Being in your company, feeling happy, watching you smile - that is my pleasure and what I am after. If you are offering it, that is.” He looked up at her and into her eyes, pleading with her.

She looked into his eyes and saw a man needing her. Not her body, but who she was. He only touched her hand with one finger, but she felt like her whole body was on fire. After a moment she reached with her other hand to cover his and smiled back at him. “I’m offering.”

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They talked about books they both enjoyed, William explained briefly what his book was about and life at the University. He mainly lived in the research halls and gave lectures to old men on dead languages and what they offered to today’s world. She told hboutbout her mother, Joyce, and about how her father just left them when she was younger. How he was essentially gone from her life.

“When you mentioned about James’ mother, my heart just ached for him. I knew what he must feel like, and couldn’t stand the thought of him feeling alone and sad. He is just the most wonderful child. I don’t know how anyone could leave him. Or you, for that matter.”

“If you knew my ex you wouldn’t ask that. She had him because I wanted him. Maybe it would change things for her, but after he was born, she just hated her life even more. She began running in different social circles, met some pouf that claimed to have an undying passion for her, and they left. She just wanted to be the center of someone’s world with out having to give anything back. I never could do enough for her, and she never wanted anything from me, so... It happens. But I ended up with our son, and I wouldn’t change that for anything. After all, I wouldn’t have met you, now would I?”

After the last of their meal had been carried away, he suggested that they go for a walk along the cliff’s edge. They came to a bench that had been placed under an arbor. William sat down and then took her hand and pulled her to him. He placed his nose atop her head and breathed in the smell of her hair. “Is this alright?”

“Mmm. Oh, that meant yes.”

How nice to just be with someone and not have to struggle for a topic, that being still and barely touching would be enough. The longer the day went on, she began to think it wouldn’t be enough. She could feel the hard lines of his torso through his shirt and was beginning to imagine what he would look like without that shirt. She closed her eyes and slowly began to turn her head towards him to bury it under his chin. He dropped his arm from the back of the bench to hold her close to him, his thumb tracing slow lines up and down her smooth skin.

He pushed her away from him a little, cupped her chin in his hand and looked her in her eyes, “alright?” he breathed. She answered by bringing her lips up to meet his. She felt that her whole body was buzzing with the feel of his arms around her. She was aware of every inch of his thigh pressed against hers, the feel of his full lips softly kissing her, pressing a little more urgently now.

She parted her lips and made a small moan in the back of her throat that almost drove him over the edge of control. With a nip on her lower lip, he gently began stroking her lips with the tip of his tongue. When she leaned into him more fully, he knew he could be more aggressive. He reached up with both hands and took her face in them. He pulled away for a moment, looked into her sweet face and saw the hunger in her green eyes.

Her eyes were hazy with the lust she was feeling and noticed that he had stopped. She ran a hand up his chest and leaned back in to capture his mouth with hers. “Please don’t stop kissing me,” she breathed. She traced the outline of his teeth with her tongue, then nibbled on his lip before pulling away and slowly brushed his neck with her lips. “I’ve thought about this for two months now. Don’t you want me?”

“Buffy, I think a man could die from the want of you, and you have no idea, do you? I don’t like the idea of taking you here for God and all mankind to witness, however. What do you say to you and I going home?”

She thrilled at the idea of being home with this man. Of not having to say an awkward goodnight at the door and wait for the next chance to see him again. *Am I really going to do this? Am I really stupid enough to ask that question? Of COURSE I am.* She took the arm he offered, and they walked back to the car to make the short drive home.

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It was bath time for James when they got to the house, so Buffy thought this would be a good chance to change into something less wrinkly, and to get her racing pulse back to moderately crazy. William asked if he could meet her in the media room downstairs after he put his son to bed.

Knowing that he liked to read a story to his son, she put a movie on and settled into one of the large couches trying to focus on the movie, when all she could think about was the feeling of soft lips, strong arms, and the feel of his warmth when she was kissing his neck. How good his skin smelled...

“I’d pay good money to know what it is you’re thinking about to give you such a smile.”

“If you came over here, I could give you a play by play.” William had changed out of his dress pants and shirt and into a casual pullover and pants. As soon as he sat down Buffy sidled over close to him and whispered, “ are you still okay with this?”

He traced her cheek with one hand and murmured back, “I am perfect with this.” She closed her eyes as he stroked her cheek with the back of his hand. “So soft. So lovely. Just for me, aren’t you?” Head ead was swimming with his sweet words. She had never felt adored, never felt like she was something to be praised.

He leaned towards her and caught her mouth with his. Slowly and gently at first, exploring her mouth at first, then allowing his hunger to take over and held her closely to his body. “Oh god, Buffy, you are so sweet. Let me show you how precious you are.”

He broke from her lips, causing a little whimper to come out before she knew she even meant it. He smirked, “don’t worry, pet, I wont be gone long.” He lifted her hair away from the side of her neck and began tracing her delicate veins with his lips, just the barest of breath to warm her skin. He held her to him with one hand cupping the side of her head, the other buried in her glorious mane. He let his left hand slide down to her neck while never forgetting his ministrations to her ear and the delicate tissue just behind it. She was gripping his shirt in both of her hands. Slowly he began to move his hand past her collarbone to lightly rest on the peak of her breast. He stopped his light kisses and looked at her. “Is this okay?”

She moaned and arched her back and pushed her breast more fully into his hand, then ran one hand under his shirt to stroke his chest in turn. He looked into her eyes and began to carefully unbutton her shirt. She reclined more into the sofa to allow him a better view. He leaned in and kissed her collarbones and slid her shirt from her shoulders. She was so soft and warm. He leaned back to look at her, amazed at how trusting and open she was with him. How much passion he saw in her eyes!

She looked at him sitting above hed red reached up and started pulling his shirt over his head. My god, he was like cut marble. She couldn’t help that her hands needed to touch him. He leaned in to kiss her again and she held him above her for a moment longer. He closed his eyes. This was agony! Her small hands softly tracing his chest, his abs. She dipped a finger into his waistband and pulled him to her.

He leaned onto one side and traced her stomach with his finger, never forgetting that soft mouth of hers. He traced the underside of one breast, and making eye contact with her ran it under the edge and began stroking the underside of her breast. She closed her eyes and arched her back, bringing it more fully into his hand.

She was maneuvering him on top of her. He settled between her legs and made a thorough job of kissing her soundly. She began to slowly move her hips up and down when she felt the evidence of his desire for her.

“Buffy, there is simply no way I can go on like this without having you. Sweetheart, I want you so much.”

“I want this, William. Please don’t stop.”

“Pet, I know that you are saying that now, but I won’t hurt you. Are you certain this is what you want?”

She looked into his blue eyes and knew this was what she had been waiting for. An experienced lover that would treasure what she had to offer. “Please.”

He moaned and try to hold his control. He wanted to please her so much. He removed her bra and traced her nipple with his finger. He leaned over and placed his cheek on her stomach and took her in his arms. After a moment, she was tugged on his hair. “Sorry. Have to thank the gods for a moment for sending you to me.” He smiled at her, then leaned back to his work

As he traced her nipple with his tongue, she began to moan again, and made impatient motions with her legs trying to bring him closer. When he began to gently suck on it, she felt a rush down below and felt that she couldn’t take it any more. He slowly made his way to the edge of her pants with little kisses and flicks of his tongue.

She raised her hips as he slid her pants and underwear over them to allow him full access to her body.e fee felt a sudden rush of consciousness at being naked before him. He leaned over and made her look at him. “Buffy, you are the most beautiful thing I’ve seen. Please don’t be ashamed of how beautiful you are.” And with that, he lowered himself back to her side and with one hand on her hip pulled her closer to him.

His hand made circles on her hip, then slid down to the back of her knee where he pulled her leg partly over his. She could feel his desire pressing against her now naked body and was aching for him to do something, but she wasn’t sure what could satisfy that deep ache. Wam kam knew. He eased his hand between their bodies and began to stroke her soft curls. He had to force his control back when he felt how wet she was for him. She grabbed on to his shoulders and made a little mewling noise when she felt his finger part her and stroke her inside. By the time the second fingeteretered her, Buffy had thrown her head back, lips parted, and began to rock back and forth on his hand. “God, pet, I have to feel you now, or I am going to have some serious problems.”

“William? I want you to know that I have protection. I mean, I take the pill, so no worries. I thought it was best to be prepared before, and then, I just was in the habit, so it’s okay, I mean.”

He felt like an ass. He had forgotten the trappings of dating. He hoped she didn’t notice that he hadn’t come prepared. He had been used to the married life where that is not a concern. He silently thanked whoever was responsible for causing that git to not follow through with his original plans of defiling this girl. “You’re sure?” She nodded.

William stood and unbuttoned his pants and in one fluid motion slid them down and stepped out of them. Buffy’s breath came in shallow gasps at the sight of his cock springing forth from its nest of curls. His ow how hips led to strong, muscular thighs. He came back to her, covering her cold body with his warm one. He took her in his arms and angled himself above her, teasing her opening with his cock.

She arched up, instinctively knowing what she needed to satisfy the growing ache inside her. He braced himself on his elbows and as slowly as he could, entered her until he felt the physical barrier seperating her from her womanhood. “It will hurt for a minute, but it’ll be over soon, sweetheart, I promise. I’ll make it good for you.”

He drove in to the hilt, feeling her tense up and dig her nails into his chest. God, she was so tight and wet for him. He looked at her face and saw the tears well up. “Oh, baby, it won’t always hurt like this. Please don’t cry. Just tell me when it stops hurting. I’ll be still.” He kissed her tears away and nuzzled her cheek.

The pain was already going away, followed by a stronger ache than she felt before. Her body knew what to do, and began to rock back and forth slowly. William felt that and rested himself on his elbows to better control his thrusting. When he had gone like that for a few moments, Buffy realized the pain was almost entirely gone and was replaced by a sense of urgency. She began to meet his hips at each thrust, holding on to his shoulders as if she would float away otherwise.

William began rocking his hips in a circle, slowly entering her, then pulling out at an angle quickly. She began moaning when he left her, and brought her hips up to try and keep him inside. He chuckled and said, “look at me, luv.” She opened her eyes and lost herself in the dark blue before her. “Look at what you do to me. You are making me crazy with the want of you. Is it the same for you?” She didn’t know what to say other than what was in her heart.. “Oh god, I want you so much. I think I am going to explode, you feel so good. So good inside me.”

“Buffy, I don’t think I can wait any longer. Let yourself relax. Can you feel what’s happening? God, luv I am coming. Please.” He sped up his thrusts and made each one count. She felt a tightening in her lower belly, and she started to get tingly all over. “Oh my god, that feels so good. Don’t stop... Oh my god, William!”

He felt her tightening around him and knew she was going over the edge, and he allowed himself to join her. He slid his arms underneath her and held her tight as his last thrusts brought his relief. She was crying into his shoulder, and he hurriedly rolled off of her and asked, “buffy, did I hurt you sweetheart? Please tell me you’re alright.” She grabbed him around the waist and kissed him thoroughly. She pulled away with tears in her eyes and smiled, then laughed and exclaimed, “Please tell me we can do that again.”

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