Carmelo didn’t waste any time getting in contact with Katrina. The first couple of days were just texts between the two. Katrina enjoyed talking about herself and her kids. She was a widowed woman of two daughters; twins Nina and Dina, who were about Carmelo’s age. From her many texts bragging about her girls, he could tell, that while she enjoyed complaining about them; she loved them very much. While not the kind of conversations he was expecting when he originally planned to talk to her, he was by no means disappointed. He found her motherly rambles very charming and was almost envious of the Caliente twins.
Early on, Katrina sent a picture of the Nina and Dina to him. He had recognized them from the night he met Katrina at the club. The twins didn’t look hardly like their mother. Out of the two of them, Nina, the redhead looked the closest but her head was huge and her cheeks looked like they got stung and swollen by a bunch of bees. She had a great ass, though. Dina, on the other hand had a nice face but she was built like a twig and wasn’t really Carmelo’s type. Apparently the three of them were close, but often fought a lot. Katrina would rant about her daughter Nina, especially .
Eventually, Katrina began to talk about the asshole from the previous night, Don Lothario. Apparently Lothario was her former fitness coach turned at home-lover boy with free food and housing. Katrina told him that the two of them weren’t officially a committed thing; they started their relationship with just “free sexy fun open relationship, no strings attached” and were SUPPOSED to be just that. But apparently Don doesn’t like to share and found it hard seeing other people with him hounding her neck. But of course, since he relied on her for free rent/food, he would never push things TOO hard but was “a pain in the ass.”
When Carmelo asked her why she didn’t just kick him out, Katrina merely said “he can be charming some days, plus he gives great massages.”
Eventually, the two started doing late night phone calls, and it wasn’t just for him to listen to her complaining about Don or the twins. FUN phone calls. One night, Carmelo finally gathered the courage to ask her on a date. With no hesitation, she said yes. Carmelo was over the moon.
Carmelo wasn’t the type to like popular, overcrowded dating spots. Sure they were fun/convenient at times, but often they were distracting from his plans for the day. He had heard about the Bluffs from a coworker of his at The Company, apparently it was a nice spot back in the day for shady dealings, but now a days was just a good place for fisherman, rebellious teenagers, exhibitionists, and…intimate rendezvous. Sounded like a good fit.
“You know, in all of my visits to Windenburg, I’ve never been to a place like this,” Katrina said, the two of them just emerging from the entrance to the hidden retreat spot. “Very exciting. Brownie points for you, kid. But you aren’t even from around here, how did you know about this place?”
Carmelo winced at the “kid” mention. Nothing was more unattractive then being treated and viewed like a child. Given the age difference, it wasn’t surprising, but…if this date was going to work out that needed to change, asap.
“Oh you know, a friend…told me crazy stuff used to go down here,” he said, his eyes looking down as his mind began to race. “But I gotta ask Katrina…”
Before he could finish or she could interject, he quickly placed his lips onto her I a brief, but firm kiss. He was by no means an amateur at kissing, but it had been some time and he never really had much experience with older women. But nonetheless, a kiss was a kiss and Carmelo could feel it further the sparks between them. Caught by surprise, Katrina was frozen stiff and didn’t do much except make a “mffph” noise upon contact.
Quickly stepping back to give her space and a moment to register it in, he quickly flashed her a cocky smirk and asked, “…am I still a ‘kid’ now?” For the first few seconds Katrina just stared at him, arched an eyebrow and then smiled.
“Oh most definitely,” she said, her hands falling to her hip. “But a good kisser with a cute face and certainly eager to please, all which I certainly like to see. I’d like to see where this goes if you’re willing.”
Initially disappointed, Carmelo could feel his confidence surging up once more. “I can most certain work with that.” He said, taking her hands into his. The tension between the two was starting to thicken and he could feel the two were going to have a lovely date. “Which is a good thing too…”
“Since I’d hate to have bought this for nothing.” He said, whipping out a single red rose he had stashed away before she had arrived. Katrina’s eyes light up and her lips stretched out into a lovely smile. She was genuinely surprised and excited and Carmelo couldn’t help but feel proud of himself.
“Oh, you shouldn’t have!” she said, but her eyes said otherwise. “Damn, it’s been FOREVER since anyone’s gotten me flowers. You are certainly racking up all of the brownie points today, handsome. Good tastes too; I just love roses.” She said, twirling the rose in her hands. Carmelo stood there briefly for a moment, thriving in her delight. It was a good thing their getaway car last night accidentally ran into a flower store. While the mistake certainly decked him from some pay; he managed to snag a few flowers in the car and was able to make use of it. What luck.
“Ah yes, I certainly know how to please a lovely woman such as yourself,” he boasted, looking around briefly suddenly reminded him what he had invited her for.
“Now, beautiful, shall we head to the main event? Did you bring everything I told you to bring?” Gazing up at her, he waited for her response. This was going to be great.
“Yes, yes. Of course, now lead the way and let’s get this show on the way!” She said, her voice revealing a little impatience. She wasn’t the only impatient one, however…
Ten minutes later, strange noises could be hear coming from the Bluffs. Only the two of them were there, with the crashing of the ocean on the rocks of the cliffs below them to drown out any other sound.
“Ahh…Harder!” she cried out.
“Got it, got it. You sure I’m in the right spot?” He said, followed by a low grunt.
“Yes, yes! You just gotta go do it harder than tha-ahhh!”
“Damn, you are tight.” He panted with heavy breaths.
“Yeah, well my daughters bring me great joy, but also great knots. Also, you know… This old gal ain’t what she used to be…. Oooh, ooh right there. Yeah. Ahhhh.” She moaned, her head hanging low as she could feel him massage out the knot in the base of her shoulders.
“Well, while I can’t help you with the age thing,” he said, a brief pause in between the massages. “Maybe you should consider it’s time for the baby birds to leave the nest? Might need a little push or three.”
Katrina chuckled. “Oh, that’d be nice. But believe me, the girls wouldn’t last a day without me. They’d make a bigger mess for me if they just ran around and didn’t have me to stop them from doing something REALLY stupid.” Carmelo just smiled and continued with the massage. He had a feeling Dina and Nina weren’t the ones who wouldn’t last without their mother.
“But enough talk about them,” she murmured.
She quickly shifted her shoulders around, turning towards Carmelo and leaning into kiss him. Not skipping a beat, he quickly returned the affection and the two were in sync. Carmelo always did enjoy a woman with experience. So much less hassle.
Katrina pulled back and the two stopped briefly, but the space between them remained ever so close. Carmelo slinked his arm around her and Katrina seemed to like the embrace.
“Mhm. I gotta say I really enjoyed the massage, cutie. You definitely know how to use your hands. And the scenery here is just darling. Only thing missing is a nice bottle of champagne.” Her hand began to wander and trace side of his cheek. Using his free hand, Carmelo took her hand into his and began to roll his thumb alongside it gently.
“Duly noted. But you know,” he said, his eyes narrowing in a mischievous manner. “I’m not just ONLY good with my hands. I’m good with a lot of things…which, I can show you, if you’d like. It’d be fun.”
“Lead the way, handsome.”
With that, the two lovebirds ran to the nearest bush, and began to canoodle to their hearts content. It was awkward at first, trying to find a good position and not get poked with a branch. Only major downside was that his crotch was itchy as hell the next few hours, but all in all it was a good time. Something about sex out in the open like that just made it ALL the more fun.
The date itself didn’t last very long after that. Katrina got an emergency call from one of the twins and had to leave early, but both she and Carmelo were quite satisfied for the duration they had. She gave him a kiss goodbye and told him they should do this again sometime, for which he agreed.
Later that evening, was his first meeting with The Good Neighbor club. Just as he was told, it was a group mainly full of women, ranging from all sorts of ages. Most of the conversations during the group session ranged from various struggles each member was having/going through, gossip, and sharing recipes. Initially, the women took his presence to be very off putting and they seemed rather nervous, but Aanya took the lead of things and after a while, they began to be more comfortable around them.
“And I said, Charlie, ‘don’t you touch that raccoon. He’s gonna bite your ass.’ And you know what he did?”
“What, what did he do?!” asked Clara Bjergsen, the head leader of the Good Neighbors club. Her eyes glittered with excitement as she waited for him to finish the story.
“He fuc-I mean freaking touched it and got his middle finger bit right off.” He said, watching her face twist into a big shocked reaction. “Was a real mess too; I had to chase after the critter to get the finger back.”
“Did he turn out okay?!” she asked. “Gosh I just can’t imagine losing my own finger…”
“Oh yeah, he ended up fine. I got the finger and we put it on some ice and took him to the hospital. Docs fixed him right up. Cried like a baby, that he did.”
And with that, the evening continued on with Carmelo telling some wild, albeit the tamer, adventure stories of his; some a bit more exaggerated than others. The other women were greatly entertained, especially since they lived much more…ordinary lives in comparison.
Eventually, the time comes for the club to come to a close, and most of the other members are already gone, leaving a few of the more core key members left.
“We just wanted to say that we really enjoyed having you today in our group.” Clara said, looking towards the club’s event organizer, Candy Behr. A cute, friendly, perky girl with a lot of social connections and a lot of energy to spare. She looked familiar, but Carmelo couldn’t put his finger one where.
“Yeah, it was lots of fun!” Candy said. “You should totally come to our next meeting!”
“I would love to,” he said smiling, happy to have gained their favor. This was going to be interesting.
“Great!” Clara exclaimed. “Here are Candy’s phone number and mine. Text either of us if you can’t make a meeting or something’s come up.” Looking just beyond Carmelo’s direction, she waved to Aanya, signaling to her that it was time to go.
Aanya had been a few paces away, on her phone talking to someone for the past ten minutes. Her expression was serious and she didn’t seem too happy; disheartened, even.
“Bye Carmie!” Candy called out, waving goodbye to him. “Good luck with the camping. This place looks like a mess!” Clara turned to her and began to scold her, to which Candy just laughed it off.
As Aanya began to follow them as the ladies were leaving, Carmelo ran up to her and lightly tapped her on the arm. “Hey, Aanya, do you mind if I talk to you for a sec?”
“Sure,” she said, a little caught off guard. The two hadn’t talked too much that evening, but Aanya had made many attempts to allow Carmelo in the conversation and transition easily. For which, Carmelo did not fail to notice.
“I just wanted to give you, this.” Carmelo said, handing her a single red rose, much alike the one he gave Katrina that afternoon.
“Oh my,” she said, her face lighting up. “What brought THIS on?”
“Ah, well I just wanted to thank you for today; you helping me out in the club and all that.” He said, watching her as she began to twirl the rose in her hand, admiring it. “Plus, a beautiful lady as yourself deserves a beautiful flower such as this?”
Suddenly Aanya’s face fell flat real quick and agitation was spread across her face. “Did you…just join this club to hit on me?”
Carmelo could suddenly feel the back of his neck begin to sweat. “W-well I’d be lying if I said that getting to know you wasn’t my primary objective, initially. But I do like the club and would like to stay, unless you object…? I didn’t mean to make things weird, just wanted to see if the feeling was mutual and all that.” Carmelo could feel a sense of panic building up inside him. Not good, not good.
Aanya continued to glare him down for a few moments, but eventually just closed her eyes and took a deep breath and side. Rubbing her temples she quickly gazed back down to the rose in her hand and looked back up directly into his gaze. Without so much of a word or warning, she quickly reached for his pocket and took out his phone and began typing something into his phone.
“You text me when you are free or interested, but I give no promises. Do NOT call me. Also, anything between us has to stay just that; between us. No telling anyone, not even the girls in the club. Hell, especially the girls in the club.” With a few more button pressing and clicks, she handed the phone back to Carmelo and he could see that she had made herself as a contact in his phone.
“I’m not looking for anything serious, okay? Just some casual fun. Things have been hard on me lately and I need a distraction. Maybe one time or a regular thing. That just depends on how much fun you can get us into.” She said, her hands sliding over his shirt as she began to play with the pendant around him. Carmelo took her gently by the end and began to trace around her fingers affectionately.
“Oh believe me; we’ll have loads of fun.”