Michelle obviously wanted to use these moments of reason. "Amazing how well you're doing again, considering you were just lying on the side of the road half dead...", Michelle muttered and Adolé thought she couldn't believe her ears. "What are you saying?", she drove at Michelle in surprise, but she didn't engage in any discussion and didn't repeat what she said.
"What did you mean by that?!" Adolé followed up anyway. "Oh, nothing." Michelle replied briefly and concentrated on holding her opponent. Now she wasn't even taken seriously anymore. Adolé was furious!
"Damn it!!! Don't ignore me again! I asked you what you just said??!" she repeated her question and this time Michelle actually answered. She screamed back angrily: "I just said that I am amazed how well you are doing again and that I am surprised that you have the strength to practice wrestling with me here. After all, it was you who just a few weeks ago was covered in blood and lying half dead in a ditch! Now it was Michelle, who screamed her emotions and disappointment from her soul.
She closed her eyes and apparently let the moment of desperation pass before her mind's eye once again. Although Adolé was astonished at what she had just experienced, she found this moment of weakness, in which her opponent was apparently concentrating on something else than a good opportunity to escape her predicament, and began to resist anew. But Michelle came to her senses in time and once again held Adolé mercilessly.
"Just stop it already! Just listen to me for a second! I just want to talk!" Michelle's brief disorientation was over, her words were once again focused and appropriately directed at Adolé and her cause.
Adolé's resistance began to crumble. Michelle continued to hold her in her tight embrace, unimpressed. Even though both of them were still deeply angry, they were still facing each other and unintentionally touching each other on more body parts than they wanted to. Somehow each held on to the other.
So for seconds they stood close together, eye to eye, chest to chest, cheek to cheek, both dishevelled, excited and wheezing from the physical exertion. This closeness beguiled Adolé even more than she had just wished for. Although she had not yet completely abandoned her thoughts of escape, she took advantage of this opportunity of calm and intimacy and unnoticed Michelle's irresistible scent. She closed her eyes. Memories rose in her.
Her muscles relaxed slowly. She gave up. She laid her head on Michelle's shoulder and gave the final sign that she would not fight back anymore.
"Please forgive me, I didn't mean for any of this to happen. I didn't mean to hurt you. "Michelle whispered the words, still pressed tightly against Adolé. Carefully Michelle released Adolé more and more from her clasp, which did not move a bit, her romantic feelings gained more and more of an upper hand through this unexpected intimacy. She liked this closeness more than she had hoped for.
For a while they stood like this, pressed close together, both undecided what to do. Michelle kept her head leaning against Adolé and still held her arms loosely together on her back. Adolé felt the opportunity to finally escape this situation and to throw Michelle off the property for good. But she could not go on. Her resistance had vanished into thin air. On the contrary, when Adolé noticed Michelle carefully pulling her arms back, she held her hands without a word and pushed her head closer to Michelle. Michelle's hair smelled so seductive. Her cheeks touched intensely and Adolé took the opportunity to cover Michelle's ear with a tender kiss.
Adolé heard the slight sigh, closed his eyes, released Michelle's hands and, without explanation, went into an intimate embrace that Michelle immediately responded. They held each other tightly in their arms. Adolé felt their hearts beating violently.
After a short while she opened her eyes and slowly pulled her head back until both could look deeply into each other's eyes. Adolé whispered softly. "What are you doing? Who's going to understand all this?" Michelle wanted to say something, but Adolé, with a brief shake of her head and a loving look, told her that it was not necessary.
The intimate look was followed by an intimate kiss, at first cautiously approaching, then more and more demanding. Their lips touched, then their tongues met. Their hands slid over each other's bodies. Adolé felt Michelle's breasts even closer to hers in this close embrace and enjoyed this familiarity. Adolé escaped a breathless sigh of exhilaration, though she could not easily forget Michelle's strange behavior.
Her thoughts took the powerless approach of looking for an explanation for all this, but Adolé put aside any impulse for conscious thought and devoted himself entirely to the moment. Who could possibly understand this unpredictable woman? Completely unexpectedly she suddenly had the woman of her life in her arms after all. Although two seconds ago she was completely beside herself with indignation and rage, now all her resistance had evaporated, like a balloo
n filled with helium hitting a cactus. She knew she wanted this, she wanted Michelle and at some point she wanted an explanation. But first of all she wanted Michelle, now, her body, her closeness and her passion.
She threw all her concerns overboard without further internal discussion. Without further explanation, she pushed Michelle into her hallway, kissing her, and with one foot behind her back she slammed the front door with a swinging motion, and with a breathless word she informed Michelle of her spontaneously decided plan: "Bedroom! “
28.
They lay intertwined on the bed. Little by little, one garment after another fell victim to their passion. They kissed intimately, rubbed each other, let their tongues and lips explore every part of the body. Adolé enjoyed the coolness of the goose bumps as well as the heat that the tender love bites Michelle gave her triggered in her. Adolé savored every touch, every caress, let herself fall and took everything Michelle was willing to give her.
The lovemaking continued, free from all constraints, breathlessly pampering each other with what they had never given to another person before - boundless trust, unreserved intimacy and unbridled devotion.
Adolé thought she was in paradise, with this woman whom she had wished into purgatory a few hours ago. Now the world suddenly looked so different, so simple, so straightforward and so friendly. Everything was bright and light. She felt intensely that Michelle would explain everything to her, even the new questions that came up during the night, because she noticed some bruises - bruises in places where you don't usually bump into each other.
And if she didn't have any answers ready, she was still ready to give Michelle everything she could in that second, that moment and that moment. Passion took over.
The most important thing was that Michelle would still be there the next morning. So Adolé restlessly fell asleep that night, despite the pleasant exhaustion and boundless confidence. She was unbelievably relieved when she found Michelle the next morning, snorkeling sweetly and fast asleep next to her in bed.
The sun was shining high in the sky. Another beautiful summer day promised to ennoble this first morning together.
She rose quietly, took a hot shower and went into the kitchen. Here she began to prepare a delicious breakfast together, a pleasure she had to do without on her last night together. She smiled to herself as she turned on the espresso machine while taking a fresh shower - yes, the last night had taken its toll. But it had been all the more fulfilling as everything she had experienced so far had been inspiring, stirring, exciting. And so it was now more important to serve an elaborate breakfast for both of them to regain their strength.
It didn't take long until Michelle, who was visibly satisfied, also came into the living room, showered and ready to go, and kissed Adolé, who was still busy preparing breakfast at the kitchen counter, tenderly on the shoulder from behind. "What a night, mon Amour. " she whispered, and Adolé, who skilfully turned around within the embrace and lovingly returned the kiss, returned with a smile: "Yes, what a night, Madame. "
They kissed with affection and trust. That night had changed everything. Although Adolé had no doubt that this unexpectedly found happiness was finally a permanent part of her life, she knew that there were open questions - questions she had been asking herself for a long time and which she wanted to have answered now that she could think clearly again.
She therefore gave in to her inner curiosity and formulated a first, cautious advance. "Michelle? May I ask you something?"
"Bien sur, chérie. "replied Michelle openly and looked at Adolé expectantly.
"Dear, I'm so happy about how things turned out between us now. I didn't see that coming. It couldn't be better right now. You make me really happy. "She paused and searched for words that wouldn't hurt Michelle. "But you are acting strangely, disappearing again and again, not talking. You can imagine that I have some questions burning on my mind after the start of our collaboration has been... let's say... a little bumpy..."
Michelle's face darkened. She got serious and leaned back in her basket chair where she had dropped for breakfast. "I know. " she reported guiltily.