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A Reunion. ...a story
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A Reunion. ...a story He looked over the boy beside him and out the window but could see only clouds. Thankfully only white billowy ones, not gray, dark. Though the brightness in them was definitely waning. "Soft cotton," he thought. Yellowing but still, soft cotton. He noticed that the boy was also looking out the window. Possibly to avoid the adult's glance beside him. Eleven? Twelve years old? The boy only gave single word answers to his questions early in the flight so the interview ceased early and the napping began. Definitely German. Perhaps he feels insecure about his English. The air needed lightening a little. "I'm sorry, I forgot to tell you my name. It's Edward. Or, Herr Rausch, if you prefer." The boy turned slowly toward Edward. "Do you mind if I know your name?" "No." He hesitated as if he only needed to answer the question. "My name is Heinrich" he said in a textbook kind of way. "I'm pleased to meet you Heinrich." and Edward stuck out a hand to shake. Heinrich looked at it for a brief moment not quite knowing what to do, then, with a suppressed grin, shook hands with his new friend. "We should be descending soon, Heinrich. Do you fly much?" "Sometimes." A long pause. "My father lives in Chicago now." "I see. And your mother is in Deutschland?" "Ja. I mean, yes. She is home in Berlin" Edward tried to make the best of it: "Then it must be exciting to travel and see your father." "I don't like flying. But my mother says that I have to go to Chicago to see him. Uh, my father. Because he will not come back to Deut... Germany." He looked at Edward carefully when saying "Germany" as if he is trying it out. "I'm sorry...that you don't like flying. I find that it helps to talk or read a book." Edward was kicking himself for not trying harder for conversation earlier in the flight. Heinrich didn't say anything. "So, your mother will pick you up at the airport?" Heinrich seemed to be processing ...perhaps the slang. "Nein, uh, no." She's very busy and I have ...several ...siblings who are younger than me. I. Me." He glanced at Edward's face for reaction. "She says I'm old enough to take a car...a taxi. She won't let me take the bus or train from the airport." "I see. Your mother is very smart." trying to make the best of it. The plane was definitely descending now. It was below the cloud cover and a beautiful sight lay before them. The sun was beginning to set and the rays lit up the mountains. The lights of hamlets outside of Berlin were beginning to glow. Edward thought of someone and wondered what she was doing at that very moment. He pictured that lovely face of hers and heard her laugh. He imagined touching her face, "for reals" this time, not imagined. The touch of his lips on her forehead, her eyelids, her nose, her... "Herr Rausch?" Heinrich startled Edward out of the dream. "Yes, Heinrich?" "You are from Chicago?" "Actually, Milwaukee" Heard of it? Heinrich shook his head. "About two hours traveling North from Chicago." "Are you a businessman?" It sounded like a vocabulary word from his English class. "Well, ...no, but I'm not here on business. I'm visiting someone." Heinrich didn't say anything but you could tell that he was curious for more. Maybe he was just now ready to practice his language skills. "Thank you for speaking English, by the way. I know little German so it's nice of you to accommodate me." "Accomm..." "Accommodate. It means to ...make it easy for me. You are very polite, Heinrich. Thank you, again." Heinrich tried to suppress a smile again. "I'm actually visiting a very special friend of mine. We haven't seen each other for ...a long, long time." Heinrich still didn't respond but seemed satisfied with the answers. Before they knew it the flight attendants were giving instructions for landing. In 3 languages. Edward and Heinrich strapped in for the landing. ########## In the shuffle of disembarking Edward and Heinrich lost track of each other and Edward couldn't detect him once on the concourse. He continued toward the baggage claim when up beside him came Heinrich. "Heinrich! Hello." Edward showed more enthusiasm than was necessary. "Hello." Heinrich said blankly. Most people would likely now believe that they were traveling together. Edward thought of this and felt a little uneasy should someone Heinrich knows sees them together. But he recalled that no one was coming to retrieve him. Surprising Edward, Heinrich began talking: "Mr. Rausch?" Edward liked that Heinrich used the term "mister" this time. "Yes, Mr. Heinrich." "Is your friend coming to pick up you from the airport?" "No, unfortunately not, Heinrich. She's quite busy this evening. She sings opera and the Berlin Oper is rehearsing this evening." Edward checked his watch, "Actually, the rehearsal is now over but we knew that the timing would be tricky for her to come. She actually wanted to come but I insisted that she take her time to unwind and that I would see her at her apartment." Heinrich, listening intently, just blinked. "I guess we're both on our own, Heinrich. Are you OK getting a taxi on your own?" Heinrich didn't seem to have to pretend to be old at this point. "Yes, but I don't remember..." "Tell you what. I'm going to make a call. In fact, I'll tell you about the call in a moment. Then we'll go together to the taxi stand." Heinrich smiled. Edward led him to a quieter place and He waited while Edward made a phone call. He knew from the rehearsal that Linda would probably not have been able to check the flight status. "Linda! Yes, yes, but... I am, sort of, ... Yes, I can't believe it either! But wait, there was a problem. No, no I'm quite safe." Heinrich looked up at Edward sharply and furrowed his brow. "There was fog at the airport and they redirected us to Stuttgart." Edward listened.. Yeah, I'm so sorry. I know, but they will either fly us here, I mean to Berlin tomorrow morning or put us on buses tonight. ...Yes. I know, it's awful, but it's only hours now, Dear. I'll leave you a text and if it's a flight, yes, you can come pick me up. I love you, too. See you soon. Sweet dreams. I know, I can't wait either! Bye." Heinrich looked quite confused. "Do you not want to see your friend now?" he said. "Above anything else...except talking to you right now." Both grinned, but Heinrich's soon faded. "But, you said..." "I know, but let me tell you the crazy plan I just formed. I hope it turns out all right. It could backfire." "Backfire?" "It could go badly instead of being a good thing. I'm going there right now anyway and I'll surprise her. I just realized, however, that I could get locked out and have to make a ruckus, uh, a disturbance? Loud noises or knocking in order to get in. It could attract a call to the police at the worst and wake up Linda at the least. Hmmm. I didn't think things through very well." Heinrich was excited to be let in on the plan. He felt older, more important. They walked on toward the baggage claim until they realized that the other didn't have anything checked. They laughed at their mistake and moved on to the taxi stand. It was fully dark outside now. Edward checked his watch. 10:15PM. "Hmmm, calling it close" he thought. As they approached the taxi stand, Edward waved Heinrich on toward the woman organizing passengers and taxis. Heinrich spoke to her in German and gave his address. Edward didn't pay much attention but Heinrich was directed to the next waiting taxi. The "men" exchanged handshakes and Heinrich, apparently excited for Edward's plan, allowed a full out smile, teeth and all. Edward handed the woman a business card with Linda's contact information on it. Heinrich said, "Good luck, Mr. Rausch." "Thank you, Heinrich. Be safe getting the rest of your way home." The woman spoke with a little urgency in German at Edward and pointed toward Heinrich. "No, no, he's not with... uh, schprechen Sie English?" The woman knew the look before the English came out. "He ist not your ?" "No, no, we're not related." "But you are going to the same building address!" Edward was stunned and gaped. "Oh?" The woman practically demanded: "You! Take the same taxi car as the boy." "Uh, oh, sure! Thank you. Danke!" Edward was incredulous but he stepped into the back of the taxi with Heinrich. Heinrich missed the encounter and was again confused by this American man. Edward flashed the driver the business card, then took it back. "Mr. Rausch! You don't want to see your friend?" Edward laughed. It was a good hard belly laugh. He was tired and this was such a funny twist of events. "Yes, above anything else...except talking to you right now." Both grinned, and Heinrich's didn't fade so soon. "But...", started Heinrich. "Apparently we're going to the same building, Heinrich." Edward showed him Linda's business card." Heinrich looked astonished. Now he was the one gaping. "That's... Frau Wagner! She is your friend? I know her! I play with Ben and Alice. Frau Wagner instructs my mother in singing!" Edward was, again, incredulous. "You got on the plane with me in Chicago..." He paused. "...and you live in the same building as ...Frau Wagner." "My Linda" he thought. They exchanged stories all the way to their destination. Heinrich got out an envelope with Euros but Edward tucked it back into Heinrich's shirt pocket and paid the driver. Edward knew he was in trouble now. It was 11:15PM and Linda would have gone to bed. He's going to be locked out. "This will be interesting, Heinrich." "Oh, yes. The ruck.." "Ruckus. Yes." "Oh, you need to get in? I know where they keep a key hidden!" "Oh my... Are you sent from heaven young lad?" Quietly, now with key, Edward walked Heinrich up to his family's apartment one floor up. His mother gave Edward a stern look but after Heinrich apparently explained who his special friend was, her face blossomed into all friendliness. She knew all about the upcoming visit and was quite happy to be in on the surprise. They all said good night and Edward said he hoped to see Heinrich again soon, at least before he leaves. Edward went back down a floor and stood at Linda's door. He was there. "This, is Linda's door" he thought. He touched it as if it were a sacred relic. He took a few deep breaths and soaked in the realization. With Heinrich in his company, Edward hadn't time to allow this all to sink in. He slid the key in the lock, turned the knob, and, like a mouse, let himself in. ########## Edward stood in the entry way of Linda's apartment. There were no lights turned on. Well, no one was expecting him. That realization made his stomach drop again. He imagined Linda hearing the footsteps and grabbing a fry pan. He didn't want to bring fear into her life, despite the lovely reunion that would follow. He waited there, not only to allow his eyes to adjust, but to take in the moment. He never thought of this when he imagined it: the scents of her home. There was nothing that came back to him but not altogether unfamiliar. Is that the ghost of a perfume she once wore? He debated about taking the key back to its hiding place but going out the door right now might prove impossible for his body to accomplish, if not excruciating. He was not putting any more distance between he and Linda at this point! He found a hook near the door for the key that would help remind anyone who walked past there. Linda told Edward that Edwardus had been moving out but that he was only half out and not in a particular rush about it. He was supposed to have moved his bed by today so that she and Edward could have some privacy, at least from him. Linda had two with Edwardus that lived with her. Emily, 13, a cute, carbon copy of Linda with strawberry-blonde hair and a natural musical talent. And Jack, 9, a boy through and through but with a tender, nurturing side for others, and another musician. So, Edward was hoping that the coast was clear. He wasn't sure if a burglar-esque struggle with Edwardus or with a mom protecting her cubs would be worse. His eyes were now adjusted to the light and in fact the moon must have been waxing favorably for this most anticipated night because a bluish light was softly illuminating various areas of the apartment he could see. He found a safe spot for his suitcase so no one would trip. He thought that this would be a good place for his shoes, too, and, after he removed them and bent over to place them near the suitcase, something licked his hand! Startled, Edward remembered Sniffles. "Oh my gosh, Sniffles! You almost gave me away!", Edward whispered. He was practically invisible but some of his white areas made him now traceable. Edward spent a few moments petting and gaining Sniffles' trust, then ...he could dawdle no more! Edward remembered the layout of the apartment from pictures. He wasn't sure about which bedroom was Linda's but the doors were open and he could tell the ' room easily. He stepped into Linda's bedroom doorway and his heart!... He felt like it could be heard by all, it was thumping so loudly and ringing in his ears! Linda's room was not large and the bed was in the far corner. She was only 4 steps away! She was lying on her right side, turned away from Edward, her head the furthest away from him. A light sheet was pulled up to her hip and he could see her nightgown because of the whiteness of it. The window allowed a generous amount of moonlight on the lower half of her. The blueness of the light seemed to also sparkle on the sheet but could that be from watery eyes? He was almost worried about his heart failing him but he thought "how could the gods do such a thing at such a time?" He stepped over to the bed and there was room on the edge for him to sit. The mattress sunk when he sat but there was no reaction from Linda. He leaned over with his face near hers and closed his eyes and inhaled, drinking in her fragrance. It was about all he could stand! He placed a gentle kiss on her shoulder, then one on her arm, but still no reaction. Edward stood up gently and removed his pants, shirt, t-shirt and socks. This time he didn't care where his belongings landed. With the precision of a burglar, he spooned in behind Linda and tucked his legs under the sheet. He felt a little like he was being weird but he reminded himself of all the two had talked about and wrote about. This was perfect. Keep going. Linda didn't stir as he felt the skin of her legs on his. His penis began to bulge through his underwear and found a nestling place between her butt cheeks. He draped his arm over her and tucked his face into her neck and, again, breathed her in. He felt the bulge grow. Edward knew he wouldn't be forgiven if he didn't wake her now. He propped up on his elbow, reached over her body and softly took a hand. Her's was warm and soft. He bent his head down and kissed her cheek with the feeling of all the love that the world could give. She stirred! Without moving too much, and being very groggy, she said, "Edwardus! What..." Edward whispered in her ear, "I'm afraid it's the American this time." What happened next could only be appreciated by seeing. There were several steps that took place but they happened in a few split seconds. This is a choreographed breakdown of what happened. Linda's head flashed up, not looking around but toward the wall away from Edward, as if she were thinking a moment, waking up, processing. It finally (0.6 seconds?) hit her who's voice it belonged to, someone she was dearly expecting but also not expecting tonight. Once the realization hit Linda she instantly sprung up to a sitting position but still very temporarily turned away from Edward. The motion began an off-balance condition in Edward's body. Linda then twisted around so that her front turned toward the foot of the bed and then toward Edward. During this motion her arms went up in the air presumably to come down around Edward. In the mean time, during those motions, Edward was on his way to the floor as the initial lift of Linda unbalanced him and her twist made recovery impossible. Linda appeared to take all of this in stride as she, while in the same ballet of motion, dived down after the falling Edward. When the dust settled, Edward was on his back and Linda was partially on top of him with her face smothering him with kisses. At this point, their bodies made a V shape. Edward's left arm was under her and he pulled her body in tight. He couldn't see anymore. His eyes were full of tears. When Edward pulled her in Linda stopped kissing him and buried her face in his neck and squeezed for her life. "Edward!," she said, "Edward!" Edward felt her tears dripping on his neck. They both took that in for a few frozen moments but Edward sensed Linda laughing. At least he thought it might until there was a pause, followed by a huge inhale, and then sobbing. Oh, what sobbing! Edward was on the edge already and he started sobbing. Their shaking sometimes was in sync and sometimes bounced them against each other. Eventually the sobbing stopped and Linda raised her head for the first real look at Edward. Sort of. Her eyes were too wet to truly see and they were out of the direct moonlight. But she didn't need to see an I.D., she knew it in her bones. Edward said, "Do you ravage every burglar that enters your house? How could you know it was me?" Linda didn't even answer the question. She dived for the lips. She turned her head one way, then the other to avoid his nose. Edward let his hands roam over her back and shoulders, savoring her skin. "Linda Wagner!" he thought. Once the lips were thoroughly covered, Linda began work on the rest of Edward's face. Edward tasted the saltiness of her tears mixed with saliva. He was really turned on by this combination. After a few minutes of gentle kisses Linda allowed her head to drop into Edward's neck again. She allowed it to completely relax into him. The shock of waking up so physically and tackling this man in her bedroom was finally allowed to take hold. Edward could feel the release and coveted the feeling of trust that suggested. With their mouths so close to each other's ears, they finally thought about words again. Linda's whisper sounded so gentle, so innocent, "I missed you." "I know," Edward said back, "I miss..." "No. I mean for almost 15 years, I missed you." The shaking began again, the sobbing. Edward said tenderly "Hey, hey there!" and squeezed her into him. She moved her body around on him so that they had as much contact as possible and she let him squeeze her into him, going nearly limp. Linda wanted to be part of him, inside of him. A lot of communication happened during that silent floor time. But to drive it home, Linda raised up her head and shoulders and leaned on her elbows, which were on Edward. Edward thought it was cute that she did that and he didn't want it any other way. He wanted all of her he could get right now. Linda said, "I won't do that again. I promise." Her eyes were like lasers on his. Still glassy from tears but the intensity was not in question. Edward didn't need to ask what this was about. "I know, Dear. I..." "No, I mean it. I'm not ..." "Linda! I know! I can feel it. You don't have to tell me." Edwards eyes started this time. No sobbing though. "If you really have to say it, go ahead, but to me it's just blah, blah, blah." I know it in my heart, in my gut." Then quietly, "You're mine now." Linda dived again for the lips. Edward didn't protest. They made out, very tenderly; not the ravaging kind. Just gently and covering a lot of face, neck and shoulders. Linda finally noticed how nearly naked Edward was. She grinned widely. "You must have looked cute getting off the plane like that. Surely you didn't just take all that off before getting into bed with me!" she teased. "Customs makes big demands these days. But they saw my bulge and waived me through." Linda laughed. The laugh was a release, of sorts, too, as she was worried about their first encounter and she allowed it to pour out of her. It was contagious and Edward joined in. They slowly peeled their bodies off the floor and stood up. They faced each other. Linda cupped Edward's hands in hers and put them up between their chests and leaned in on them. She looked up into his eyes, much clearer this time, with the ambient moonlight bouncing off the sheets. "I'm so glad you're here. Don't leave. Don't ever, ever leave." Edward smiled. "I'm serious," she said. "That's why I'm smiling," Edward said back. "Those words make me so happy to hear. We'll discuss that topic, but not now. Not for at least a few days. We've got too much work to do." "Work?," Linda questioned. She took his hands and pulled them around her waist. He gladly obliged and she put her arms around him. She laid the side of her face on his chest. Edward said, "Well, there's all the catching up to do. That will require a lot of walking, sitting, eating ice cream, and lying in bed." Edward could feel Linda's grin on his chest. "Then," he continued, "Wait, How'd you get in the apartment?," Linda interrupted. "You wouldn't believe who my flying companion was." Linda thought... "He's quite the handsome fellow and seemed to know a lot about you." Linda looked puzzled. Edward continued, "We're good buds now, Heinrich and me." "Ohhhh, of course!," said Linda. "I totally forgot about his return. I was anticipating someone else's arrival." She gave him the sweetest look. "But, still. How did..." "He knows about the secret key..." "Of course. Of course." Her face suddenly brightened and her brow furrowed. "Wait a minute! What's this about a flight change?! You little..." She reached around and patted his behind. She looked in thought for a little bit, apparently putting all the pieces back together. "You were saying something about work we had to do." "Ah, yes, then there is a lot of exploratory work we need to do. For instance, this gown-thingy will have to come off at some point and I need to do a thorough inspection." Linda was beaming through her pretend look of disinterest. "Um, just what is it that you're looking for, Herr Inspector? "I never know until I find it. You'll just have to trust my credentials." Linda came back: "Yes, I will be inspecting those credentials quite closely!" They both laughed. "Then there comes the most ...intrusive part. There's a probing technique that we'll have to perform over a series of appointments. It could take days, weeks, who really knows?" "Well, you should, Herr Inspector. And, how much is this going to cost me?," said Linda. In an official voice, Edward said "I will expect free lodging for the time of my stay. In addition to that..." Edward looked into his patient's eyes. His smile faded but the eyes still smiled. His voice went back to Edward's normal one and very tenderly and quietly said, "In addition to that, I require you to love me." There was little time between "...love me." and Linda diving for the lips again. As they kissed they maneuvered over to the bed and laid down together. At first they were facing each other. Linda stopped kissing and said, "Hey, I want you to spoon me like you were when you got here. That was you, wasn't it?" "See? You didn't even know!" Linda took out her pretend anger by making it appear that her turning around was more for the cold shoulder than for spooning. She, at first, kept her distance. Edward edged over close, at least his head and said, "Please, may I, Dear?" She looked back with a grin and they snuggled in deep. It was even better than when Edward first got into bed because Linda, too, was helping to fill in any gap with skin and pressure. It felt heavenly. Linda turned her head up slightly and reached her hand back behind her head and pulled Edward's face close. She needn't have done so but the gesture was part of the beauty of this moment. Edward perked up, "Hey, I didn't even think about the . I'm surprised we haven't woken them." "Oh, they're staying up a floor with the Gerhardt's. It's a family that...oh, ...Heinrich's family!" "Ah, yes. Heinrich. What a great . You were really thinking ahead weren't you?," said Edward. Linda: "I was so disappointed when you hung up with me from the airport--apparently the Berlin airport," she said with sarcasm. "I didn't want you to hear the disappointment in my voice. I cried and went next door to speak to my friend Margaret about it. I know it's silly. You were still coming, but I was counting down the hours for over two months now." "Oh my. I'm so sorry, Dear! I really wasn't thinking ..." "No! You actually didn't get here any later than you would have. I just had to mope around for a while. That's why I went to bed when I did." They considered this as they spooned. They savored the body heat and who it was coming from. Edward kissed what he could reach without losing too much bodily contact. It must have been 1:00AM by now. In a few minutes, the emotional exhaustion got the best of them both and they were sleeping. It was about 2:15AM when Linda's eyes gently opened. She felt a surge of disappointment at the thought of, ...No! It wasn't a dream! She smiled when she remembered who was actually embracing her right now. Edward's arms were limp and she moved the top one, his left, back out of her way and she turned to face him. She could hardly believe it was true. She put her right hand on his cheek and reached in and touched the most gentlest kisses on his lips. Edward's eyes opened and he smiled. "It's you!," he said. Linda could have given a funny answer but she had something else on her mind. In a whisper she said "Touch me, Edward." Edward couldn't decide if it sounded more like a command or an invitation. He placed his hand, first on her cheek, mirroring her. "Everywhere," she added. Edward got the hint and allowed himself the pleasure of exploring a body he fantasized about for years before they resumed their recent connection. He roller her over onto her back and he moved in close. He leaned up and kissed her eyelids, then her lips. Meanwhile his hands were exploring her breasts and she let out a sigh. Her left hand didn't have to reach while she touched his now bulging crotch. She slid her hand up and down, rubbing. Now Edward let out a sigh, with a hint of a groan. Edward took Linda's right shoulder strap and pulled it down, exposing her breast and leaned in with a wet tongue on her nipple. A gasp escaped from Linda. She plunged her hand down into Edward's underwear and gently stroked. Edward licked circles around Linda's nipple and then sucked on it. With his left hand he caressed his way down her body. She tremored involuntarily has he reached her panty line. He then reached down and pulled up her gown. The moonlight shown on the small mound of her public bone that really turned him on and he could feel his wetness smearing over Linda's hand. Involuntary moaning began as she stroked and Edward ever so lightly touched Linda's clitoris over the top of her panties. He allowed his finger to slide down the middle of her as she spread her legs for him. She was now wet, too, and beginning to writhe. Linda made no bones about pushing Edwards underwear down. Soon his penis was free from clothing and interested in probing other areas. Linda was clearly enjoying the touch and her panties were very wet now. Edward asked, because he finds this question erotic, "Please let me take your panties off." Linda responded with the briefest of a smile showing between the concentration of enjoyment, "Yes, please take off my panties." Edward didn't hesitate to move, but he did not take them off right away. He buried his face in her crotch and opened and closed his mouth around her clitoris. She moaned, more loudly than ever but still controlled. Edward then laid down one long, wide, slow lick on top of per panties. Another moan. This time he didn't wait for the panties, he pulled them to the side and felt her wet pussy with the same long, wide, slow lick. This time they both moaned. Linda, through some kind of universal touch, maneuvered Edward around and began to lick his penis. He stopped what he was doing for a moment and took that sensation in. Both of them were somewhere else, anywhere else but they were definitely together. Perhaps it was Heaven. Linda wanted Edward now. There would be time for more of this kind of burning foreplay later but she needed him in a different way. "Edward! I want you ...now. Please" Edward's heart nearly burst at this request. He wriggled his tongue one last time inside her vagina and turned his body around. He slowly and satisfyingly pulled down Linda's panties, down her thighs...he kissed her legs as he went. Down her calves...to her ankles. And off. Linda watched and enjoyed Edward's enjoyment of this task. Linda positioned herself on her side and said, "Face me, like this." Edward obliged and lay down in front of her, slightly below her in order to get a good angle. He hesitated and looked meaningfully at Linda. She knew the look and gave it back with a smile. A quick peck on the lips and they joined together. They now knew for sure. This *is* heaven. This is it. There is nothing else. One plus two, the best equation in the universe. Edward slid slowly in and out of Linda, sometimes popping out and allowing motion to find their way together again. After one of this slides back in, Edward grabbed Linda and pulled her in as hard as he could within reason. Linda made a sound that rang of delight, of contentment. Slowly the motion picked up again and sped up and up. Both were gasping for air and touching each other's faces and beside themselves in joy. Soon they climaxed...together. and they slowed down the motion and, after a minute, stopped. Edward remained inside Linda and they embraced again. They held one another with such a feeling of adoration and love. After almost 15 years they were back...together. Finally. Linda said, "Welcome home, Love." Edward smiled, "It's good to be back." |
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