"Uncle Lee, Tory is here." A boy about sixteen said. Lee turned in his seat and held out his hand from where he was sitting on the couch. "Hey, querida. Welcome back." Paulo stood and moved to the chair, allowing her room to sit next to Lee. She smiled her thanks to him. Lee pulled Tory into his arms snuggling with her and she passed him the beer."Cerveja for you, honey." She said."Where's my wife with my cerveja?" Paulo asked playfully."Last I checked she was carving the biggest leg of lamb ever known to man."Rafael winked at her. They were a playful, winking family. "We're going to have to trade our wives in for new ones like you, Tory.""I heard that!" The woman that had taught her to make the aletria was suddenly in the doorway holding several beers. "For that I take these right back to the kitchen-"There were several protests and she pretended to relent, and walked around the room passing out the beers to the adults, slapping the hand of the 16 year old when he reache
Lee turned on the sound system again and found Reggaeton for them to listen to. She was a little tired, but the memory of their night at the club overpowered the need to sit down and relax."Come here, Tory. I want to show you something." She placed her hands in his and his body began to sway sensually to the music. She watched him for a moment until she was able to mimic his simple repetitive steps. Still holding his hand she moved from side to side, hips swaying to the beat. He moved in closer until their bodies moved as one."Bom." He said pleased. "Muito bom." Then his hips began to move rapidly and she hesitated, still swaying as he originally had been. She would never be able to do that in a million years."Just wiggle your hips." She tried and it looked more like a shudder. "Imagine..." His fingers began to creep down her spine. "...a caterpillar has fallen down the back of your shirt and you have to wiggle it out." And then she suddenly knew the movement she'd need in order
The next day she could have lingered but she got up, dressed and after kissing and hugging Lee goodbye, Tory went to the bus stop so that she could go home. That evening after she'd finished cleaning her apartment and doing the laundry her phone rang and it was Lee explaining how much he missed her. He'd gone to the grocers with one of his sisters and had gotten his shopping done and now he was thinking about her dancing."Oh. I got you a present. I'll give it to you tomorrow on the bus." He said."A present? You found something for the mantle?""No. This present you aren't going to want to keep on the mantle...maybe a little closer to your person.""So...are you going to give it to me on the bus?"He sighed. "Tory, you know what you do to me when you talk dirty...But if I could give IT to you on the bus, I most certainly would. But the present I have for you—now that I can manage on the bus."They talked for almost an hour and then she showered and put on pajama bottoms and a te
She felt a gentle tug on her nipple, the warm flick of a tongue and then the sound of soft sighs. Tory's eyes remained closed as she snuggled closer to Lee, her legs going around his lower body, capturing him between her thick thighs. He struggled, not to get away, but to seek her warm inviting core. While continuing to lap at her breast, he thrust forward, slipping into her yielding opening and hearing her gasp of pleasure. She always wondered how one could be so hard so early in the morning. Lee was like steel encased in velvet. He pumped his hips, slipping that magnificent piece of manhood into her only to withdraw it and push it into her again—so many times that she was lightheaded with need. She cried out words that had no meaning and yet he understood each command, every plea, and every moan of pleasure. Later, the couple lay cuddled in each other's arms. "Good morning, bela." He pulled Tory into his arms tighter, nuzzling her neck. She placed her lips against the soft curl
"It's Monday. The Jewel is going to be serving seafood cataplana today," Lee said later that evening. Cataplana is what they called paella. Tory had intended to head straight back to the apartment. She was a little tired. Mondays were always rough because she hated leaving behind their lovefest weekends for the reality of the real world. Mmmm but the cataplana at the Jewel of the Azores was the best thing in the world. And it also meant that she wouldn't have to cook. Tory had gained a renewed love for cooking since being introduced to the das Torres family. Their lives revolved around food, which is the reason that even though she had dropped several pounds she was destined to remain a 'big girl.'"Mmm that sounds good, baby. Let's do that." They had to search for parking. The Jewel had been featured in the city newspaper and now reservations were a must—well at least for anyone other than family. One of the nephews had designed a website and the traffic there was unbelievable. Ther
"I know I'm supposed to put a ring on your finger…but I wouldn't dream of trying to pick out your engagement ring. Maybe we can do that this weekend."His brothers were there slapping him on his back and joking that he would have to do the entire thing all over again. Lee's sisters were kissing her and wiping the tears from her cheeks and then someone thrust a telephone into her hands. What the-?She heard someone speaking rapid Portuguese and she knew that she was speaking to Lee's mother. Anxiously she covered her other ear and strained to hear the woman who was speaking to her from thousands of miles away. "Victoria?""Yes, ma'am. How are you?"There was a pleasant chuckle. "Congratulations. I am very pleased to have an addition to my family. It makes me proud and I'm so happy that Leandro has found someone special."Tory blushed. "Thank you Ma'am. Would you like to speak to Lee?""Yes, please. I'll talk to you soon." Tory put her hand on Lee's upper arm and instinctively he
Something heavy was sitting on her chest. She couldn't breathe, but when she realized that she couldn't move either the panic began to set in. Without realizing it, Tory groaned and tossed until a soothing hand covered hers. Instantly she settled. Before long she was resting and dreaming. Much later when her eyes finally opened, Tory's first thought was that she was very tired. She blinked and tried to focus before realizing that it was night. Why did this all feel so strange? Why was she so tired? She just wanted to roll over and not think about work, to snuggle up against Lee…Suddenly alert, Tory sat up and groaned when the sudden movement caused pain to flare up in various body parts. She looked around and realized that she was in a hospital room that was dark except for a dimmed overhead light. It didn't take longer than a few moments for her to remember that there had been a car accident, a horrible accident. Lee!Tory ripped the blanket and sheet from her lower body but re
Tory searched the nurse's eyes. They had to tell the truth, didn't they? They were under a Hippocratic Oath just like a doctor. So even if she was telling the truth, Tory wasn't sure if she felt relieved or horrified. He was alive and for that she was thankful. But he was in a coma trying to heal a swollen brain. His arms were broken; he needed arms and hands to see with. She closed her eyes in distress and felt her mother squeezing her hand. "Baby, I went in to visit him and he looked very good. He's swollen, black and blue but he looked very healthy…unlike you. You have to take care of yourself, Tory. You almost died." Her mother looked at the nurse who continued for her. "You couldn't get enough oxygen to your heart. And you have a broken rib, which can't be taped because it will further restrict your breathing. You literally cannot get up for at least another week.""Another week?" She said hoarsely. "How long have we been here?""This is your second day here." The nurse mov