Reunited After 25 Years 24: Mutual Climax
Anton and Andrea Enjoy Each Other In the Bedroom
"I am so happy your parents like me and approve of us getting married," Anton said to Andrea on the way home.
"Of course they do," Andrea replied. "Why wouldn't they?"
"Does this mean we're gonna be brother and sister?" asked Denny from the back seat.
"No, of course not," Darya told him.
"Whew!" Denny exclaimed. The others burst out laughing.
"So when do you want it to happen?" asked Darya.
"Well, Christmas is already past," said Andrea. "And New Year's Day would be a little bit too soon. How about Valentine's Day? That would be really romantic. Do you have Valentine's Day in Russia, Anton?"
"No. What is it?"
"It's on February fourteenth. It's for celebrating romantic love."
"We do not have that one. We have International Women's Day on March eighth, where men show their appreciation for women."
"I like that!" Andrea exclaimed.
"I always like it too," said Darya. "On Woman's Day I always gave my mother a red rose. My father always took her out to dinner and gave her jewelry."
Andrea twisted her new engagement ring around and around on her finger and thought of all the past Valentine's Days she'd spent alone, thinking of Anton and wondering what he was doing. She felt his hand quickly squeeze her knee reassuringly and then felt much better.
"Malinka?" Anton called as soon as they were inside the house. Right away the kitten appeared. "Ah, there you are, little one!" Anton laughed with relief.
"Oh, you're such a softie," said Andrea, giving him a quick hug and kiss.
Anton headed for the telephone. "I will call my mother," he told Andrea. "I cannot wait to tell her the good news."
"So you don't think she'll mind having an American daughter-in-law?"
"Oh, no. She is a nice lady. You will like her."
"Does she speak English?"
"Not one word."
With some difficulty, Anton dialed the regional and country codes and at last got through to his mother. He spoke to her in Russian for a few minutes, then asked Andrea if she wanted to say hello.
"How do you say hello in Russian?"
"Privyet."
Andrea took the receiver from him. "Privyet, Mrs. Kolchin."
"Privyet, dorogaya," said Anton's mother.
Suddenly feeling very shy, Andrea handed the receiver back to Anton, who talked to his mother for a few more minutes and then said good-bye.
"What does dorogaya mean?" Andrea asked him.
"It means 'dear' or 'darling'. I told you she was a nice lady. Also, her name is Kolchina, not Kolchin. For females there is always a letter 'a' at end of the name."
"Oh, I'm sorry!" Andrea exclaimed. "My first time speaking to her and I already messed up."
"Oh, no, Andrea!" Anton laughed. "It is all right. You did not know."
"So Darya's last name is Kolchina instead of Kolchin, and when we get married, I'll be Mrs. Kolchina instead of Mrs. Kolchin."
"Yes, that is right." Anton grinned. "Come with me, future Mrs. Kolchina." He took her hand and led her into the bedroom. Quickly all their clothing was shed, and Andrea knelt before Anton, using her mouth and hands to bring him pleasure.
"Oh, Andrea, you are so good to me," Anton moaned. After awhile, she lay back on the bed and he returned the favor. She was over the edge much more quickly than usual.
"You are very passionate today," Anton said as he climbed into bed beside her.
"I guess being engaged to you turns me on," Andrea giggled.
He entered her, and they had an earth-shattering mutual climax seconds later. Afterwards, they lay in one another's arms and talked.
"Would it be all right with you to get married in my church?" asked Andrea.
"A church wedding would be very nice," said Anton.
"I'll talk to the minister about it as soon as I can," Andrea said with a yawn.
"We will go together," said Anton.
"Of course! He'll want to meet you first," Andrea replied.
Andrea's minister, Reverend Wright, was pleased to meet Anton and said he'd be happy to perform the ceremony on Valentine's Day.
"I married Andrea and her first husband as well, and also performed her first husband's funeral," Reverend Wright told Anton. "I'm so happy to see that she's found love again. She's a wonderful woman, Anton. I know she'll make you very happy."
"I know. I am a very lucky man," said Anton.
"I think I'm pretty lucky as well," added Andrea.
About the Creator
Angela Denise Fortner Roberts
I have been writing since I was nine years old. My favorite subjects include historical romance, contemporary romance, and horror.


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