Hi everyone! The next two chapters of Baker 6 are up as Camille and Trevor relive their childhood on their first date.
This seems so surreal.” I said as I kissed Trevor.
After leaving the funeral, we decided to stay at my house and just be together. No entertainment and no interruptions. Even though no sexual intimacy was involved, just the feeling of being near each other was more than enough.
“I know. I didn’t think us being together would ever become true.” Trevor said as he caress my cheek.
“Well believe it. I just hate it took so long to happen.”
“Don’t think about that. Just as long as we’re together now, that all that matters.”
“I just wish we could tell people about it.”
“You’re the one who suggested it, all for good reason though.”
“I know. I have a feeling Chad is cooking up a scheme as we speak. He’s been too quiet about everything that has happened.”
“Why would he talk? He’s the one who cheated and finally got caught. Who knows how many other affairs he may have had while you two were together?”
“I know; I really don’t want to know if there were others.”
“Why are we talking about him? Let’s focus on us and our first date.” Trevor said as he kissed my neck.
“Our first date; I really like the sound of that.”
I started to regret my request of not sleeping together as Trevor moved his lips from my neck to my collarbone, giving me multiple tingles in my body. Just his lips alone can give me an immediate orgasm.
“I actually want to keep it as a surprise.”
“Shouldn’t I get some sort of hint since I was the one who suggested it?”
“No. Besides, you’re going to love it. It’ll be a walk down memory lane.”
“Sounds exciting; in that case, I guess I can wait a little longer.” I said as snuggled up to Trevor.
To be honest, it didn’t matter where we went; just the thought of us having our first date was enough for me.
I didn’t have to wait any longer to find out our plans for our date. A week later, I was leaving the office when Trevor called telling me to dress casual as he was coming to my house in an hour.
I quickly went home and showered. I grabbed a pair of black skinny jeans and a cream colored shirt that flowed to my waist. I looked at myself in the mirror as I put on a pair of flats. I started to wonder if I was too causal and if I should put on a dress when the doorbell rang.
I ran downstairs to open the door. As soon as I opened it, I had to catch my breath at the sight before me. Trevor always looked good, but today, he was looking extra hot in a deep purple long sleeved shirt, and black jeans. His wavy black hair was cut shorter and was starting to look a little curly, which I absolutely adore.
“Good evening Camille. These are for you.” Trevor said as he handed me a dozen pink roses, which are my absolute favorite.
“There’re beautiful; thank you, baby.”
“You’re beautiful.” He said as he bent down to kiss me.
I looked over my shoulder and noticed my neighbor, which is also the neighborhood gossip, Mrs. Adams, staring directly at me kissing Trevor. I turned away from Trevor and looked at Mrs. Adams.
“Is there a problem, Ms. Adams?”
“Oh, hi Camille. I didn’t know you would notice me standing here.”
“It’s quite obvious that you were. Is there something I can help you with?”
“Well I was just wondering about your husband. I’ve noticed that he hasn’t been home in a couple of days and now that I see you kissing another man…”
“With all due respect Mrs. Adams, what goes on in or outside my home is none of your business.”
“Obviously if you wanted your business private, you wouldn’t be displaying it outside for everyone to see.”
“Listen Mrs. Adams, I can do whatever I please outside my property….”
Before I could say anything else, Trevor grabbed me and pulled me into the foyer and closed the door. I looked at him with disbelief while he walked into the living room.
“I was just about to tell that nosy woman off.”
“I know, and to avoid a public disturbance, I pulled you inside. She may be nosy, but she did have a point.”
“About you displaying your business for everyone to see. We’re supposed to keep our relationship private right now. What if Chad comes by and one of your neighbors, especially Mrs. Adams tells him about us?”
I sat down hard in one of my brown armchairs.
“I guess you’re right. But it would have been your fault since you kissed me.”
“You didn’t try to stop me, did you?” Trevor said as he came closer to me.
“Why would I?” I asked as I stood up to face him.
Trevor leaned into me and began to kiss me. I put my arms around him as we went towards the couch. I lay down while Trevor lay on top of me. The date was starting to become a distant memory as I started to run my fingers through Trevor’s hair. Trevor began to place his hand underneath my shirt, as he touch my abs and move up to my breasts. While I wanted so much for us to continue, I knew we shouldn’t. I started to move away from Trevor while he sat on the couch with a sigh. We looked at each and smiled.
“Maybe we should start our date.” I said.
“Yeah, we should.”
“Am I going to get any hints about where we’re going?”
“You will; once we get there.” Trevor said with a wicked grin. He got up from the couch and extended his hand to me. I smiled as I grab his hand and my clutch that was nearby. I already know that this evening will be one that I will never forget.
When Camille mentioned us having a first date, I automatically knew where I wanted to take her. Well, it was actually a bunch of places I wanted to take her. With so much that has happened, I think this date will not only put a huge smile on Camille’s face, but on mine as well. Now the two of us were in my BMW 3 Series Coupe, heading to our first stop down memory lane.
“Did you really have to blindfold me?” Camille asked. She turned her head towards me, pretending that she could see me.
I looked at her and laughed.
“Are you seriously looking at me right now?”
“Of course. I know you have that devilish grin on your face. You’re up to no good when you have that grin.”
“Really Cam? Just to let you know that the places we’re visiting are places we both been to.”
“There are a lot of places we’ve been to.”
“I know, but there are some that were pretty significant.”
Camille began to smile as I turned on the radio.
A few minutes later, and we were at our first destination. As I turned off the ignition, I took Camille’s hand and kissed it. She smiled at me as I turned to unlock the door. I went over to the passenger’s side and opened the door to let Camille out. I took her hand as she carefully got out of the car. As we went to the front door, I opened it to let Camille in. We step inside and pulled Camille to the side to take the blindfold off. As soon as the place was revealed to Camille, she began to smile widely at the sight before her.
“Are you serious?” Camille said as she looked at me.
“I knew you would like it.”
“Of course I would! We used to go here all the time in middle school.”
Yeah, our first stop was to Willis Arcade. To some people, this may have been a weird place to take a date; but I knew with Camille, she would love it.
As we stepped further inside, Camille ran straight to the air hockey table, which is one of our favorite games. Just looking at her made me remember the first time we came here by ourselves in the sixth grade. We felt so grown up at that time. We spent hours and our allowances playing all the games and eating greasy pizza. My mind suddenly went out of memory mode when Camille hit the puck across the hockey board and landing straight into my goal. Camille raised her arms up in victory.
“You do know that’s your first and last goal, because I’m going to win.”
“Oh please Williams, you know I’m the best when it comes to air hockey.”
I started to laugh at Camille and began the next round.
After playing three games (which I won the first two and Camille on the third), I decided to skip the pizza and head to our next destination for dinner. Camille looked at me as she grabbed my hand and squeezed it.
“I’m having a great time so far. I still can’t believe you remembered the arcade.”
“I still can’t believe that place is still open, with the same people running it.”
“I know. It’s great to relive some of our childhood.”
“Well, the evening is not over; we have more stops to come.”
Camille smiled as she leaned her head back onto the headrest.
As I pulled into the parking lot, Camille looked at me and shook her head.
“Wow, Royal Plaza. I haven’t been here since…”
“Prom night with those horrible dates.”
“Yeah. But we had a great time at least.”
“Yeah, we did.”
As we walked into the hotel, I led Camille straight to the hotel’s restaurant, The Grove. As I confirmed our reservations, the hostess led us to a table near the back of the restaurant. We both smiled at the hostess as she gave us our menus and returned to her post.
“I have to imagine where you taking me for our college years?” Camille said.
“You’ll like it, trust me.”
As we ordered our food, we continued to talk about our high school memories. Just talking about our friends and the fun we had made me realize just how lucky I am to know such a great group of people. Camille reached across the table and took my hand.
“I’m really lucky.” She said.
“I was just thinking the same thing.”
After eating our food, we decided to take a look inside the ballroom in which our prom was held. Luckily, the door was open, as we walked the entryway, hoping no one was inside. As we looked around, I remembered how the room was decorated like paradise as we had a Jamaica theme. Camille looked at me as she walked further into the empty ballroom.
“Do you remember the song we dance to that night?”
“How could I forget? That’s when we first kissed.”
“I wish we could dance now.”
“In due time Cam. Come on before someone sees us in here.” I said.
Camille gave a pretty pout as she walked towards the door. I take one last look before following Camille to the exit.
So far, the date has been a success, but I had two more stops for Camille to remember. Since it was Friday night, I knew a perfect spot downtown that we all frequent in college. Some nights, Camille and I decided to leave our friends behind and spend some time together, just enjoying each other’s company. Once we went to the parking garage, Camille instantly knew where we were.
“You ready to dance Ms. Thomas?”
“Of course, Mr. Williams.”
We got out of the car and headed out of the garage. Once we approached the club doors, we noticed the long lines of people anxiously waiting to get inside. We looked at each other wondering if we dressed right for the club, but decided it was fine since we wasn’t staying long.
Twenty minutes later, and we were inside. Camille and I headed straight to the bar. While I ordered a couple of shots, Camille started to feel the beat of the music pounding loud on the speakers nearby. I watched as Camille moved her body to the music, which was giving me all types of thoughts to how I wanted to end the night. Camille gave me a sexy stare as she put her back on the counter.
“Come on baby, I want to dance.” She said as she took my hand.
I quickly took my shot as we headed to the dance floor. As a new song came onto the speakers, Camille began to dance seductively against me. I remember all those times in college when Camille and Rachel used to do dance contests on the dance floor, causing many to stop and stare at the two battling each other to see who was getting the most attention. My memory started to fade as Camille began to rock her hips onto me. I grabbed her waist as she grind on me. She turned around to face me as we begin to dance seductively on the dance floor. Camille leaned over to my ear and began to run her tongue down my earlobe, which made me even more horny.
“Why don’t we finish the date now.” she whispered.
“Not yet. Have one more place to go.”
After a couple of more dances, we decided to leave Venue and go to the last place for our date.
As I drove towards the parking lot of Lost Creek Park, I turned the headlights off and stared at Camille.
“Our last stop.” I said.
“The park; you definitely went back.”
“Yeah, to when we had our first play date.”
“I remember when you pushed me in the sand box.”
“I wasn’t trying to; I accidently tripped.”
“Sure you did.”
“You want to swing for old time sake?”
“Sure. We better do it quick though, since cops drive around here.”
We both got out of the car and ran to the swings. As we both grabbed one, we started to swing without a care in the world. Just doing this brought back memories to when we used to be at the park with our mothers. They would sit on the bench watching us swing until we both were tired. Camille started to laugh as she started to go higher on the swing. I kept a steady pace as I watched Camille swing back and forth. Strangely enough, she looked just as she did when she was a little girl in pigtails. Just the way she smiled and looked made me feel like a little kid as well.
We continued to swing for a couple of minutes and raced back to the car. As we got inside, Camille stared at me as she leaned in for a kiss. She put her hand on the back of my neck while I put my hand on her thigh. Our kiss deepens, as she slide her tongue into my mouth. She stepped over from her seat and into my lap, as she ran her hands towards the end of my shirt and lifted it up. She leaned down and kissed my stomach and up to my chest. I leaned my head back onto the headrest and let out a low moan.
Before we went any further, I grabbed Camille’s hand and smiled
“As much as I would want to, we can’t do this here; unless you want to get arrested.”
“It would definitely be worth it.” Camille said as she kissed my neck.
“Let’s go back to my place.”
“I would love to.” Camille said.
While Camille goes back to the passenger seat, I had to regain my composure as I started the car.
My house couldn’t been close enough as I made it in record time. As we both got out, I went over to Camille and kissed her passionately on the lips. Camille jumped on me as I continued to kiss her lips and then her neck. With Camille still wrapped around me, I carefully walked to the door. Just as I was about to open the door, I noticed Mr. Thomas in his driveway staring at the both of us in disbelief.
“Mr. Thomas.” I slowly said, causing Camille to quickly jump off of me.
“Dad! What you doing outside so late?”
“I’m on my driveway coming from the store. I should be asking you why you’re at your best friend’s house at one in the morning looking like you two about to..”
“Oh wow.” Camille said as she lowered her head.
“What’s going on? Why you’re not at home with your husband?”
“You didn’t tell your parents?” I whispered to Camille.
“It never came up.”
“I would like an answer, Camille.” Mr. Thomas impatiently said.
“Daddy, Chad and I are having problems. We’re no longer living together.”
“Camille, what happened? You two seemed happy the last time your mom and I saw you.”
“That was just an act, Dad. Can we please talk about this later? I’ll come by the house before I go home.”
Mr. Thomas looked from Camille to me and sighed.
“Sure. Just don’t do anything you shouldn’t, alright.”
Camille looked at her dad and nodded her head.
I gave Mr. Thomas a tiny smile as we walked into the house. I closed the door and went up to Camille. I wanted to pick up where we left off, but I had a feeling that wasn’t going to happen.
“Baby, I think we should just get some rest. My dad kind of killed it for me.”
I sighed as I watched Camille go into my bedroom without another thought. I sat on the couch and put my head in my hands.