Selena is a story that was born of an original old long tail I
wrote based on Lynn and Joe, two friends of mine. That was called
“Lynn and Joe” and later “Lynn with Joe – a love story” Back then
I wrote under a different name and we would post these things on
dial-up BBS, before the Internet exploded. BBS users were mostly
geeks with their Radio Shack or Commodore computers. The premise
of that story was true and much of what you read happened.
Later Selena came into the picture and I had occasion to sit down
over some beers with Joe and he told me things to inspire this
story called “Selena and Joe”. There’s a lot of embellishment of
details, but from what I’ve known, this is about what happened.
It took me a long time to get this story started as I was busy
with my “real” writing job. Writing erotic fiction works well to
move things along when my pen is constipated for ideas. I've been
writing this since March of 2004 and certainly hope you enjoy it.
All the while I was writing it I’ve received almost 500 emails
from people who have followed it religiously. I know it needs a
good editing and I’ve never had the time to really go through it.
From time to time when I see a problem I fix it, but I’ve never
felt I left the reader out in the cold as far as an idea being
conveyed.
With a little background from the original tale of Lynn and Joe,
here is my take on Selena and Joe! The complete and final
version.
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Joe and Lynn were non-blood cousins. Joe’s Dad had a brother Don,
who married Marel, who was pregnant at the time. Marel’s baby was
not Don’s and most never quite knew whose it was. The rumor was
that she was raped; for any other reason, like she had cheated on
Don, would have certainly ended the relationship.
Don died of a heart anomaly right after Marel’s baby, Lynn, was
born.
Joe’s dad, Big Joe, took Marel and her baby under his wing and
treated them as he would if Don had lived. Whether he felt he
owed this to his brother, or just felt duty bound to family, he
made sure Marel was part of the family. Big Joe’s own son Joe,
was born about 8 months after Lynn.
Big Joe owned an old brownstone 3-story duplex. One quick look
at the building would tell you it was 3 flats, but it was a
duplex, with each floor of the 2 divisions seeming like 3 long
trailers. When Big Joe bought it he planned to make 3 wide flats,
but the monkey wrench of Don’s death served as the first excuse
to put that project off, followed by a succession of others.
Big Joe “gave” the right side of the duplex to Marel with the
understanding of what the rent would be. He only asked that
within a year she be making full payments of rent. Any payments
she missed or was short for before that year he would eventually
forgive, as long as she kept current by that years passing.
The shock of Don’s death and the birth of her baby kept Marel
from working for quite a time after she moved in. By the ninth
month of her occupancy she knew she had to face the world once
again. Big Joe and his wife, Helen, took in Marel’s baby when
necessary, and Marel went to work.
Marel was an Ivy League schooled fashion designer who had little
problem finding work with a large fashion merchant. She did the
window displays that kept passers-by at long length with hopes of
bringing them in the store. She assisted the buyers and even
helped on the sales floor. She did quite well and soon was
carrying her weight in the family and her end of the duplex
agreement.
Marel was quite fetching and had no problem attracting men, once
she was ready. The trouble was, she felt guilty bringing men into
the “family” house. So her men were snuck in, and shoved out a
side entrance of the house not seen by Big Joes side. Marel’s
dates went mostly unnoticed by the other family members. The only
problem was, Marel always felt like these “dates” had to be
rushed. So there was usually not much courting, unless it was
done outside on a date. But, with Lynn, Marel had little time for
that.
So, for the most part, Marel would have a friend in, and not too
much later she was entertaining them in her bed, or in the
privacy of her living room. What she didn’t know was that little
eyes peek and wonder about noises that go bump in the night.
Little Lynn was quite well schooled at the charms a woman could
lay at the feet of a man to receive her own satisfaction, . .
.And lots of nice gifts for her and Mommy.
Once she and Joe had reached puberty, she was ready to experiment
with her handsome cousin. From that point on until they went on
to college, they spent many nights in each other’s beds, or near
at the few common rooms of the two sides of the house, the shared
attic, and the shared basement. They fell in love and until they
were 21 assumed to be engaged. However, Lynn dumped Joe for one
reason or another; it was never really totally clear as to why.
But, Lynn, who worked at a local family owned corner store, never
failed to tell the other girls who worked there, what a great and
imaginative lover her “cousin” Joe was.
Once a new girl was hired, usually at the change of semester at
the local college, Joe found himself being propositioned.
The bulk of the Joe and Lynn Saga, if I chose to rewrite and edit
it, will cover most of the details of their story. The one point
that needs to be made is, Joe got serious with 3 other women
besides Lynn, and with each they seemed to make the perfect
couple. However most disturbing, to Joe at least, was that each
of these serious relationships ended, each blind-siding him with
no real reason. Joe was “dumped” each time.
Joe, now 40, though he hardly looked it, had become jaded about
women and was the king of the one-night stand. He still dated
women from The Corner Store, but always as flings, never anything
more. Some would call to see if he was alone, and then stop by.
He led no one on, and made no promises.
Where his love life burned him time after time, his financial
prowess on the stock market was not to be believed. His skills in
math were such that he never paid a nickel for college, and had
even managed to finish High School in 3 years. He managed his
fathers business into a small construction empire without ever
having to lift a hammer. Where he made his small fortune, was in
penny stocks.
Studying probabilities, watching trends in advertising on radio
and TV, he bought little stocks low and sold them in great
volumes, making 10 to 50 times his money, sometimes within a few
days. By his fortieth birthday he was weaning himself off the
risk of the penny stock as his major source of income, and stayed
with the Wall Street stalwarts. He was well off and secure for
his senior years. Simple micro-managing his money was all he need
do to insure a comfortable life.
Then came the day when he walked in The Corner Store to get his
paper and morning coffee that he saw Selena. She was a vision; A
cute, petite blonde haired pixie. Her outgoing personality would
make her a favorite of all the male customers, Joe was sure.
The handsome Joe and the friendly smile he greeted her with each
day smote Selena, at first. On the first day he saw and smiled
for her, she thought it might be someone she already knew. He
came on that familiar.
By the third and fourth days of Joe coming in the store the two
had gone beyond the simple smiles and were onto Hello’s, and Have
a Good Days.
On Sunday morning Joe always went to the store to get a raft of
out of town papers, which usually came in a separate bundle that
he picked up. When he came in this Sunday, Selena was opening his
bundle to prepare for displaying.
“Whoa, you don’t need to do that, those are all mine.” Joe said
as he walked in and saw her slitting the band on the bundle.
Selena looked up and smiled big. “Well, Hello! These are ALL
yours, I don’t think you can read that much.” She laughed,
thinking he was kidding.
“No really, look at the wrap, it should say “SOLID BUNDLE HOLD
FOR JOE.” He said.
She picked the wrap from the floor.
“Well, sure enough. I’m so sorry, Uhhh . . .Joe!” she said
holding out her cute little hand to shake.
“I’m Selena, and I’m sorry for doubting your reading ability.”
She laughed.
“I really don’t read them cover to cover, I just check out human
interest stories and advertisers. I speculate in the stock market
in penny stocks from time to time and I look for fads and the
like. It’s just a hobby, but I do like to read.” Joe said.
“How interesting. I would have figured you to spend Sundays
watching football games. You look like an athlete.” Selena said
blushing that she had admitted checking him out.
“Many years ago I played some baseball and hockey, but no
football. My knees are both gamy, but I do manage to stay in
shape. Thanks for noticing. I’ve looked you over as well.” He
joked.
Selena failed to see the joke though, and turned and walked away
saying, “When you’re ready to pay for those papers let me know. I
have to make coffee and things back here for the after church
crowd.” She said briskly.
Joe was dumbfounded for a second. He felt foolish that he thought
this girl might flirt with him. Her comment about looking “like
an athlete” was innocent and not a flirt at all.
“Selena, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean anything by that. I’m not a
dirty old man. I’ve flirted with lots of the women who have
worked here and I took a liberty with my words with someone I
don’t even know. Please forgive me. I’m really not that kind of
guy.” Joe apologized.
From behind the counter she poked her head, obviously still
miffed.
“Apology accepted. I didn’t mean to infer I had looked you over.
I was making conversation, that’s all.” She said, red faced.
“Here, I’ll pay for these and be off and let you get to your
work.” He offered as he walked to the register.
Selena met him there and rang up the 6 papers. Before she could
get him the total, he had laid $8.65 on the counter.
“That’s eight sixty- five. Oh, I see you already know how much it
is. Thanks, uhhh, ummm, Joe.” Selena said nervously.
“If you want I can help you get ready for the after-Mass crowd.
I’ve done it lots of times for the girls, err women here. You’ll
have help coming in at 8.” Joe offered.
“You really do know what’s going on here don’t you? But, I’m new.
I shouldn’t let any one else behind the counter. It’s almost
eight, I’ll be OK.” Selena said just as the front door swung
open.
It was Lynn, Joe’s cousin and former lover. Lynn had been the day
manager of The Corner Store for 15 years. It was in walking
distance, and she made up her own hours.
“Tie up the girls, Joe is here sniffing around the new help. Come
on Joe, you’re old enough to be her father.” Lynn yelled out as
soon as she saw the 2 talking.
Lynn had no decorum whatsoever. She would say anything to anyone.
Joe always figured his long stream of dates with the Corner Store
girls resulted from Lynn telling of her exploits with Joe. She
made no secret that Joe was a great lover and had him 1000 times.
She embarrassed the hell out of Joe over and over again. Only
when they were alone did she speak to him with the affection she
really held for him. She never clearly revealed why she broke off
her relationship with her faux cousin, but still loved him.
Lynn made no bones about the sex she shared with him, sometimes
boasting.
“We made love with no protection for 5 years and I never even had
a late period.” She would tell some of the girls privately. When
they would ask what his secret was, she was blunt. “I taught him
to do my butt and I had it in my mouth all rest of the time, plus
he’s a great pussy eater.” She would say with a laugh,
embarrassing and titillating her listeners.
But she was serious. Her nights sneaking around and watching her
mother with her lovers taught her the ways for a man to please a
woman or a woman a man. Her mother, Marel, wasn’t on any birth
control because she was embarrassed to ask the doctor for it. Not
being married, her situation embarrassed her. Where Marel was
book smart, she had life naivete. But it all worked for her.
Occasionally a lover would come with condoms, but she mostly got
by and enjoyed pregnancy safe sexual practices. She had no
problem getting along without a man in her every “day” life. Her
every “night” life was different, however. Lynn was smart enough
to learn that she too could enjoy sex without anyone suspecting
if she never bought birth control or condoms. She and Joe began
their sexual relationship when they were 14.
“He had just offered to help me with the coffee and papers if you
weren’t on time Lynn.” Selena assured her.
“Selena, he’s here for one reason. You are a cute little morsel
to him, and he would love to get in your pants. Don’t let him
fool you.” Lynn said coarsely.
Selena turned ashen and looked at Joe and stormed to the back
room.
Joe turned to Lynn, boiling mad.
“Fuck you Lynn. Why did you say that? For Christ’s sake, does
every person I talk to in this store have to have your fucking
seal of approval. I was just being friendly. She’s an innocent,
and I treated her that way. I know I’m old enough to be her
father, and you her mother, for that matter.” Then in an effort
to be as mean as he had been, he added, “ If you hadn’t taken it
in the ass so much back then, maybe we would have a daughter all
to yourself to abuse.” He spat out.
“Oh Joe, I was just kidding around. I didn’t realize she was that
innocent. She’s still in high school, I think. I just met her
yesterday for a minute. They hired her while I was away. They
only told me she knew how to open, so I let her do Sunday because
it’s slow and she could handle it. I shouldn’t have been so crude
with the little girl.” Lynn said, a little sorry she had
frightened away the young Selena.
Suddenly Selena stormed out to the front.
“DON’T TALK ABOUT ME LIKE I’M NOT HERE!! I am NOT in High School,
I happen to be just starting my third year at PolyTech with a
near quarter million dollar, 4 year scholarship. I skipped some
years of school, but I am 18 and I’m not stupid or naïve. I know
the score. If I really thought Joe was trying to “get in my
pants” I would have kicked him the balls and threw him out. He
seemed like a nice man and I liked his smile. If I have to have
the boss’s approval for whom I talk to, I quit right now. My
mother’s brother in law owns this store, but I don’t have to work
here. Joe was being nice to me!” Selena shouted and then stormed
back to her duties.
Lynn looked at Joe and went straight to the back.
“Selena, I’m sorry. I’m constantly on Joe’s case. We are cousins
and even once engaged to be married. I bust his chops all the
while and that was meant as a shot at him, not you. You have to
admit you look pretty young and innocent, but I didn’t realize
the whole situation. I hope you accept my apology, because I
don’t offer many of them, and don’t admit to being wrong too
often. Let’s start over and everything will be OK. I promise.”
Lynn said.
Joe figured he better just leave and let well enough be OK for
now.
Selena accepted the apology and soon she and Lynn were laughing
and cajoling each other, but Lynn never made a mention of Joe to
her.
Joe wanted to give Lynn a piece of his mind, but waited until
after noon, when the morning help left, to call the store.
“Hello, Corner Store!” the young voice answered.
“Put Lynn on please.” Joe said, wondering what other new voice he
was encountering.
“She had to leave and go to Medi-Quick. She cut her finger pretty
good on the slicer. Who is this, I’ll leave her a message.” The
voice said.
“Gee, is she OK? Did someone else drive her? This is Joe.”
“A cop was here at the time, he brought her up. This is Selena,
Joe. I’m sorry about this morning. We had a big misunderstanding
here, all of us.”
“Forget about it. Once you get to know Lynn, you’ll understand
the situation. She did cast you as “just a kid” and you were
right to defend yourself. You know I wasn’t coming on to you, I
hope.”
“Not a problem. I just wish she would call and let me know how
she is. She had a huge cut on the end of her thumb. The cop tied
a tourniquet above the cut.”
“Are you there alone, Selena?”
“Yes, but I think I’m OK. She said she usually works alone on
Sunday afternoon noon until 2.”
“Yeah, I know that, that’s why I called now. Umm, I’m gonna come
right down. I’ve worked there before. I hate to think of you
alone there.”
“Oh, I would really appreciate it. I am a little worried. The
only emergency number I have for this situation is Lynn’s and . .
.”
“I’ll be right down.”
Although Joe or his family had no vested interest in the store,
he had been going there all his life, and when he was a toddler,
his Mom worked there. There were few days of his life when he
didn’t set foot into the store. Besides all of that, he worried
about Lynn. Although she could be a nasty bitch, and a cold shrew
when she wanted to be, he still loved her as family and as the
closest friend he ever had.
By the time he got to the store, Lynn had called from Medi-quick
and told Selena that the 2 o’clock person and the 4 o’clock usual
replacement for Lynn were called and would both be in ASAP. It
was just after 1 p.m. when Joe got there.
“Hi there Kiddo, have you heard from Lynn at all?” he asked as he
came in the door.
Selena informed him that she had and gave Joe the details.
“I’ll stay until your relief gets here and keep the store covered
with you. It’s really no problem. Lynn calls me from time to time
to help her if I’m around.” Joe informed her.
“Could you watch the front for a minute while I call my Dad for a
ride. Lynn was going to bring me home as soon as relief got
here.” She asked him.
“Where do you live? If it’s on my way, I would be glad to give
you a lift.” Joe volunteered.
“I’m off Sheraton Ave on Decatur Drive.”
“I go right up Sheridan to my own digs, it won’t be a problem. I
have to go home to change before I go out to watch the Jets game
at the Ground Round.”
“I knew you would be watching football and not reading all
afternoon.” She kidded him.
Joe laughed and told her that he normally was done with his
papers by 4 o’clock so he could see the late game, as the Jets
were in San Diego, but admitted she had him there.
They spent the 45 minutes waiting for the relief to show up just
talking casually between them. Joe was impressed with Selena’s
maturity. Accelerated students, while judged much smarter than
their peers, were, in Joe’s opinion, usually more proficient in
aptitude, the ability to learn, rather than capacity to learn.
Thusly, he felt they were usually less mature than their matched
schoolmates and usually better suited with students their own
age. He was willing to make concessions with Selena, however. He
found her engaging and bordering on brilliant in her on target
assumptions on the financial horizons ahead. Joe was explaining
the why and how of some of his investments and speculations when
she interrupted him.
“Unfortunately, there are too many get rich quick schemers out
there doing what you are doing. They are artificially inflating
prices of some of these so called penny stocks and then selling
them, leaving unscrupulous and unsuspecting investors holding the
bag on “pennys” that plummet so fast they can’t recover.” Selena
said, the words and thoughts rolling off her lips so quickly and
easily that Joe wanted to turn around and check for a
teleprompter.
A fuse had been lit under Selena on the subject and she was
getting passionate about it.
“Now, you’re talking about . . .” Joe began to say.
“Penny Stock day traders!!” Selena interjected forcefully. “These
guys put an artificial bend on the price for 24 hours and suck in
some honest people trying to get rich quick. Once the market
offers after-hours international trading figures to be reported
on the Internet, or eventually, financial only television
stations, it will put those bastards out of business!!”
“Easy Selena, you’re getting all excited over this.” Joe said to
calm her.
“I’m sorry to be so passionate about it, but it’s a problem that
is so obvious and the markets have done little to remedy it! A
lot of innocent people have been ruined, while scamming scum have
gotten rich on their backs.” She continued to fume.
“You don’t think I’m one of those scum, do you? I don’t day
trade. I usually have a 72-hour plan of buy, watch, compare and
sell. If I don’t think I can hold it for at least 72 hours, I
won’t deal.” Joe explained to exonerate himself from the ilk she
was damning.
“Have you ever considered re-buying 24 hours after the sell? If
you used your same 72 hour plan again after a re-buy you might
get another wave of profit and stabilize the market for the stock
for new investors.” She asked.
“Is this a set-up?” Joe asked incredulously. “You must be reading
my notes. I’ve been testing the re-buy on a small scale for a
long time to see if it works and . . “
“It will work!! Not on every stock, you have to use common
sense.“
“Whoa, Selena. Are you a math major or what?” Joe asked.
“Well, actuary and advanced math and some other things.” Selena
said, matter of factly.
“Just what are you planning on doing with all the education you
have?” He asked.
“The scholarship I received is from a Wall Street think tank that
is preparing for the Twnty-First century and beyond. I’m
committed to sit on that forum for 4 years after my school is
done. They think that the market is going to go through some
tremendous jolts in the 10 years between now and 2002 and beyond.
We plan on studying the viability of 24 hour trading, Worldwide
averaging, and a whole lot of . . .”
“You HAVE to be kidding me, Selena. I’ve been trying to get into
that tank ever since I first heard about it. I’m a market junkie
and feel like I’m qualified for an interview and they won’t even
talk to me. I walk into The Corner Store and here stands a
promised seat on this forum.” Joe said still pinching himself.
“Well, finishing what I was saying. I think I can sit in that
forum and still be able to get married and have a family. I love
kids and really can’t wait to have them. Unfortunately I haven’t
met the right guy yet, but he’s out there someplace.” She said,
the Wall Street fire fading from her demeanor and the cute
innocence reappearing.
“God, Selena! You are an enigma. If I were 20 years younger, even
10 years, I would chase you to the earths end to get to know you
better. When I was 20 I was still with Lynn and she is a smart
woman, but she has no drive. She’s content to be here everyday
all of her life, making babies and exchanging husbands. Ummm,
that was unfair for me to say in front of you. Lynn is very dear
to me and I would have been quite happy to marry her back when.
But, an intelligent woman such as yourself really intrigues me
when they apply themselves, and I shouldn’t say just women,
anyone with a degree of intelligence who applies themselves and
then sees the mental profit from that application, intrigues me.
I love people who “get it”. I was given my fathers construction
business and could have coasted for a long time with that, but I
chose to run that business as a ghost and use my theories on the
market to make myself rich. I’m no millionaire, but I do quite
well and I’m comfortable. Making a living from my own challenges
gives me a feeling of great self worth.” Joe said, impressing
her.
“Unfortunately Joe, many guys see me as an egghead and have no
interest in a smart woman. If you were 10 or 20 years younger you
wouldn’t have to chase me. Not many men are interested in my
brain,” she said blushing.
“Well, you are quite attractive to boot, Selena. You will find a
guy someday who will appreciate your intellect as well. You’re
only 18 and have a long full life ahead of you.” Joe assured her.
“I can’t believe the parallels the two of us share. I was a math
prodigy in high school and they tried to push me ahead 2 or 3
grades, but I would only advance one, so I could be in Lynn’s
classes. But I finished about half of my freshman year at
PolyTech after school in my junior and senior years.” Joe
explained. “I didn’t have to pay for most of my college education
either, but I didn’t have the opportunity that you do.”
As they talked the regular 2 o’clock help arrived and shortly
thereafter the 4 o’clock person, who was called in early, came by
as well. Both girls were well known to Joe. Very well known, in
fact. He had slept with both of them within the last month under
the circumstances he knew many of the girls. They were busy with
college and the work to help pay for it. Many times it was
impossible to balance a boyfriend in that equation. The handsome
Joe was in the store more than a few times a day to get papers
and his constant cup of coffee. Whenever it was slow and the
girls talked boys, men and sex, Lynn always got her 2 cents in.
When she talked men, she always told them what a great lover Joe
was. At times Joe was pissed that Lynn acted as his pimp, it
seemed. But, it was rare that Joe ever made the first move.
“Can I give you a ride home?” Joe asked her.
“Sure, if you don’t tell Lynn, and don’t make it obvious to these
girls” Selena chuckled.
Joe went out to his car and waited for Selena. He wanted to make
sure the 2 girls working didn’t see them walk out together as
well. They would have drawn the same assumptions as Lynn.
When she came out of the store Joe tapped his horn to get her
attention and she came and got in the car.
The two were quiet as the car swung up Sheridan Ave.
Joe chuckled to himself, making Selena self-conscious.
“What? What do you find so amusing?” She asked.
“I’m thinking of the picture I saw of the Wall Street Think Tank,
all those old farts and four eyed geeks with pocket protectors, .
. .and you!”
“I have to admit that I have been amused myself at the thought of
it all, but I am told they are strictly business and they will
accept me cordially. They did pay almost $250,000 for my
education at PolyTech.” She mused.
Joe turned onto Decatur and asked her to point out the house.
Selena gave him the number and he turned into the drive and bid
her goodbye.
“Thanks for the ride and enjoy your game.” Selena said as she
closed the door.
Joe sped off to his own place at the end of Sheridan. Joe had
used his considerable wealth to build a real nice home on a hill
at the end of Sheridan. It overlooked a lot of the neighborhood
where he had grown up. Sheridan ran up a hill that served as a
backdrop to the old neighborhoods of the city. His home could
easily accommodate 2 or 3 families, but Joe enjoyed the
spaciousness after living all his life in 3 long thin floors of
the brownstone duplex.
He changed his clothes and grabbed one of his out of town papers
and headed off to the Ground Round in preparation for the game.
As he got half way down Sheridan, near the corner of Decatur, he
saw Selena step off the curb and flag him down.
“Is there a problem?” Joe asked rolling down the window.
“Yes, there’s no one home at my house and I seem to have lost my
keys. I was hoping they might be in the car. I know I had them
after I left the store. I remember checking on my way to the
car.” Selena said.
Joe pulled up and parked and got out. He went to the passenger
door and opened it. Out dropped Selena’s keys as the door opened.
“There they are! They must have fallen out as I slid out. But
look, the house key is bent!” She said dejectedly.
“Oh, I think we can fix that.” Joe said as he saw Selena trying
to bend it back.
Just as he was going to warn her not to bend it too far, she did
and the key broke.
Selena looked up at Joe and he saw a tear forming in her eye.
“Oh, come on kiddo, no reason to get so upset. Tell me where to
bring you to get another. Your Mom, your Dad, a brother or
sister?” Joe wondered.
“SHIT! NOBODY is around. My whole family, even my grandparents,
is at a christening in Utica. I begged out because of work and
studies. I forgot all about it until I got home” She cried.
Tell me what you want me to do. Is there somewhere I can bring
you? Can I help you break in the house? This is really no big
deal Selena. Don’t get upset.” Joe scolded her.
Selena looked skyward and then a smile curled to her lips.
“Can I go with you? I was going to watch the game anyway, and I
could really use a drink, right now.” She said impishly.
“A drink? Selena! You’re just 18.” Joe chided her.
“I have a good ID, a PolyTech ID, that says I’m 21.” She said
smiling.
“Where did you get that?”
“From Poly. They have my birth date wrong and I have just acted
aloof about it. As long as it serves me positively, I won’t
correct it. I’m not a drunk or anything; I just like a glass of
wine every now and then. You HAVE to know the pressure of being
pushed along.” She said smiling.
“Well, you can go, but God, don’t tell Lynn because she will ram
it down my throat.” Joe warned her.
“Hey, if I want to date you I can, but this is just a situation
here. I know you don’t mean anything by it. Besides it’s my
idea.” She said.
Selena got in the car and Joe sped off to the Ground Round close
by. When he came in the door calls of his name came from the bar.
Joe was obviously a regular there on Sundays. He waved to his
friends in the bar and walked to a booth that had full vision of
one of the big screens. The booth was marked “Reserved” and Joe
sat at it, pointing to the other side for Selena.
“Wow! Just like Norm at Cheers!” Selena said, “Where everybody
knows your name.”
One of the waitresses from he bar came rushing out all bubbly.
“Joe! High fives for good luck for our Jets today!” She exclaimed
as she turned the corner and knelt in the booth holding up both
hands to his as she kissed him.
She jumped up quick when she saw Selena.
“Oh my God, I’m so sorry. I didn’t know he was here with anyone,
young lady.” She apologized. Then as soon as the words left her
lips she realized she was a young lady, but not the kind she was
referring to. At first she thought she was a daughter or little
sister. At closer look, she was a very pretty petite girl.
“Oh I’m so sorry, again. What can I get you two to drink?” She
said red faced.
“I’ll have a scotch to start and a wine for Selena.” He answered.
“A preference?” he said looking to her.
“Chianti, please, with a ginger ale on the side. Ginger ale in a
bottle, OK?”
“I’m sorry, but I’ll have to proof you. My boss would fire me if
I didn’t”
“Don’t worry, I understand.” Selena said. “I’m a junior at
PolyTech and get proofed 3 times a day for one thing or another.”
She said as she produced her College ID.
The waitress checked it and handed it back and went to get the
order.
“I have to visit the ladies room.” Selena said. “I couldn’t get
in my house and I had to go then. Excuse me.”
While she was gone the waitress returned with the drinks.
“Joe, I am so sorry for doing that. Was it like so obvious that
we are a little familiar? I have to ask you, isn’t she a little
young to be dating you? I mean, she is a knockout, but if you put
her in pig tails, t-shirt and shorts, she could pass for 14.”
“Ooooooo, you’ve given me more ideas for her. Keep talkin’ babe.”
Joe said before he broke into a laugh.
“Come on Rachel, I’m not dating her,” He scolded his waitress
friend, “ We just happen to be together under strange
circumstances. I only met her a couple hours ago. She works at
the Corner Store and she was locked out of her house at the end
of her shift. She lives near me and I’ll drop her off on my way
home.” Joe said.
What Joe or Selena didn’t know was that, an intertwining of
spirits had begun.
Joe had thought 3 times in his life that he had found the perfect
mate. There was Lynn, Carrie, and Sheila. He was dead sure about
each one. Each one ended the relationship quickly and
unexpectedly, twice without the courtesy of a reason. To fall in
love with Selena would be a surprise to Joe. It was a
relationship he neither sought after nor even imagined.
The couple spent the afternoon together laughing, talking and
enjoying the game. There was not a lot of alcohol involved as Joe
sipped his one scotch and then switched to cola, and Selena
sipped her wine, constantly watering it down with ginger ale as
she drank it. Joe had kept a string of snack foods coming for
them to share during the game. By games end Joe admitted to
himself that he was “fond” of Selena for she was bright as well
as pretty. Her understanding of the game of football was
refreshing.
As the final seconds of the game ran down, Selena excused herself
and went to call her home to let them know she had lost her key,
but was now on her way home.
“Damn,” Selena complained as she returned. “They still aren’t
home yet. I guess you can drop me at the Corner Store and I’ll
wait for them there. My dad can come down and get me.” She said,
miffed that they had been gone so long.
“You know, I bet they tried to call and tell me they were late,
and of course, I wasn’t there to get the call.” She reasoned.
“You can come up to my place if you like Selena. I’m just going
to settle in and watch Sixty Minutes. I have no big plans. You
are certainly welcome. You can look at some of my Wall Street
graphs on stocks I have going to show you my systems.” Joe
offered.
“Oh, I’ve been enough of a burden on you today. The Corner Store
will be fine.” Selena optioned.
“Whatever makes you happy.” Joe assured her.
They took the short drive back to The Corner Store and Joe let
her off, and then decided get his ever-present cup of coffee. Joe
let her go into the store a few minutes ahead of him; just so it
wouldn’t be obvious they were together. He didn’t need to be
having his stones cracked by Lynn, should she find out.
After a 3-minute wait he strolled in only to be met at the door
by Selena.
“My Parents had car problems on the way out there and after a lot
of finagling they will leave for home in about an hour. They wont
be home until 11 or so. They close here at 9:30. Can you bring me
to my girlfriends? I’m so sorry to impose on you. I would just go
to the dorm but they are fumigating this weekend and we can’t get
in before 7 tomorrow.”
“Not a problem at all Selena. Does she know you are coming?” Joe
asked.
“No, I’ve got to call her and then I have a number to call my
parents when I get there. They wonder where I am, because I’m not
home.” Selena said as she made her way back to the pay phone.
Joe poured his coffee and then stood and flirted with the counter
girls waiting for Selena.
‘There’s no answer at her house. I’m not having very much luck
today.” Selena said dejectedly.
“Listen, why don’t you just come up with me, call your parents
and give them my number, and they can call you when they get
home, then I’ll drop you down. You are not imposing. You’ve had a
bad day, that’s all.” Joe insisted.
“Joe, you’ve done so much already, are you sure?” She asked.
“Come on, let’s go before we miss any more of 60 minutes.” He
said as he made his way out the door.
From the street you didn’t see much of Joe’s property, it looked
like a dirt driveway leading into the woods. Once you passed the
initial sightline, a neat blacktopped drive way was paved through
a lush lawn the led to the top of he small hill where his house
set. It was a large home with a garage underneath, concrete and
brick porch in the front and spacious wooden deck in the rear.
The large round living room featured a semi circle picture window
that overlooked the city. The room was the center of the main
living floor of the house with a large kitchen and bar area
directly adjoining it. Joe had a one-floor elevator from the
garage to the living room.
As they turned into the rock and dirt drive Selena barely had a
chance to comment before it turned into the hidden grounds and
big house it masked.
“I never knew that this was up here.” She said. “You can see this
house from down in the city, but I had no idea it was here. I
thought it was at the end of the dead end off Sheraton.”
“That was the idea. To keep it private, but welcome to all who
drove up my drive. I enjoy it a lot.” He said as he remotely
opened the garage and his car slipped in.
The elevator was right in front of them as they pulled in.
“Wow, an elevator. In a house?” She said incredulously.
“Remember I said I had bad knees? It’s just a perk of being in
construction.” Joe chuckled as the elevator door closed and they
went up to the living floor.
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CHAPTER TWO
Selena stepped off the elevator with a little trepidation,
realizing she was alone in a mans house. Although he had given
her no indication that she should worry or he would hit on her,
she had seen and heard some traces of his reputation.
“Have a seat in the living room, I’ll fire up the TV. If you need
to use the facilities, it’s the first door on the left in the
hall beside the elevator. Please make yourself at home. I’m going
to check my phone and telex for messages.” Joe said as he
disappeared into the house.
Selena looked around at the posh setting and slowly sat on the
sofa. The TV came on and the channel was changing automatically
to CBS for 60 minutes. Joe wasn’t in the room, but all of these
things were apparently being done remotely or by previous
setting.
Joe came back into the room, having changed into a pullover shirt
and was holding a strip of fax paper.
“Here’s some numbers from overseas markets that came in a few
minutes ago. I’m trying to get a line over there, so if the phone
rings you may see me disappear. Ummmm, can I get you a drink?”
Joe said as he handed her the paper and then slid behind the bar.
“A, . . .no, I don’t think . . .well, if you have a soda. I don’t
think alcohol would be appropriate.” She said nervously as she
looked at the numbers on the faxed sheet.
“Wow, this one Hentai Premium on the Japanese market, do you own
that? How can it open at 9 and be traded that heavily and end up
at 9? That’s not even a nickel in our money, what’s the yen at
118-120? If you bought that any higher I would dump that, but if
you came in at 9 it might be worth the speculation to own 24
hours, although you said you don’t do that.” She said as she
scrolled out the whole roll, perusing the numbers.
“I bought it at 4, 3 days ago. I should move on it now, but I
think it’s going to make a big move tonight, if past performance
of this type of stock holds true.” He said.
“If you doubled your investment and sold it as soon as their
markets open tomorrow I bet you would triple your money. Your buy
would encourage movement.” She said still thinking out loud.
“Selena, you little rat day trader. Trying to influence bad money
after good only to pull out the carpet? I thought you hated those
people?” Joe said a little gleam in his eye, knowing he tempted
and trumped her principles.
“Oh my God, you’re right. It’s one thing to read and study this
stuff, but to see it right here, WOW what a temptation!” she said
as she caught herself.
‘What I’ll do is sell it tonight and then re-buy it in the
morning for another 72 hours. I won’t reinvest the profits
though, just my original buy.” He said smiling as her poured her
soda and grabbed a beer for himself.
“How many shares, if you don’t mind he asking?” she wondered.
“500,000 at 3, so I profit 6 yen each. If I re-buy and bounce it,
giving it a little influence I may make another 2 or 3 on each.”
Joe said figuring in his head.
“You are a sly one, I see, if the bottom falls out all you lose
is the profit you made on the original. But, I bet you make a
couple thousand overall. Not bad for a couple days work.” Selena
smiled as she handed the sheet back to Joe and took her soda.
Joe walked toward the living room looking at the TV as a new
story started on 60 Minutes. He motioned for her to sit on the
sofa, while he sat in the easy chair.
Selena had hesitated, because she was not going to sit on the
sofa if he did as well. She was keeping her guard up, but didn’t
really know why. She actually found Joe very engaging and sweet,
plus he was a money head, like she was.
As Joe watched intently at the story on the TV, Selena found
herself drawn to his face. There was something about him that she
really liked, and it was almost to the point where she stared at
him. “My God,” she thought, “If he asked me on a date, I think I
would accept just to see how he performs if he is interested in
somebody. He is so sweet here and he’s just doing me a favor.
I’ve heard him say 3 times today to 3 people that he’s old enough
to be my father. I guess that’s a sign he may not be interested
in a kid. Although, I know he has to be looking at me with a
guy’s eyes. I know I’m attractive, and he’s not blind.”
For the second time in a couple minutes Joe glanced over at
Selena to catch her staring at him, only for her to avert her
eyes when caught. He didn’t let the third time pass.
“What? You’re staring at me. Do I have something on my face, is
my shirt on inside out?” He asked with a faux look of irritation
and smile.
“No, No!” she said averting her eyes, embarrassed. “I was just, .
. . just, ummm, well to tell you the truth. I was noticing that
you were a handsome man. No wait, that didn’t come out right, not
that you aren’t handsome. I’ve heard you say 3 times today that
you could be my father, but I could date you. Wait, I didn’t mean
like . . .we have so many of the same interests. CRAP, I screwed
this whole thing up.” She said exasperated with herself.
She finally sat up and loudly proclaimed, “ IF YOU ASKED ME OUT
ON A DATE I WOULD GO BECAUSE I KNOW WE WOULD HAVE LOTS TO TALK
ABOUT AND BECAUSE THE GUYS I DO DATE BORE ME.”
“There, that’s what I wanted to say and I probably sounded stupid
and you probably think of me even more as a little girl.” Selena
said as she folded her arms and sat back in the sofa looking at
the ceiling with wet, near tear eyes.
Joe got up from the easy chair and lowered the volume on the TV
from the chairs remote.
“Selena, when I said I could be your father I wasn’t trying to
say you were a little girl. I was saying it to acknowledge that I
was aware of how old you were and that it would be inappropriate
for me to ask you out on a date. I wanted a person to know I was
not hitting on you or trying to pick you up, that’s all.” Joe
said to be sure she knew he was NOT trying to hurt her feelings.
“Well, I’m not stupid, and I know I’m attractive and most any man
would be attracted to me. I just felt you went out of your way to
make me a little girl. I am a grown up woman. I’m not a virgin or
anything. Ohhhh, that was so stupid to say!” Selena back peddled.
Joe half smiled.
“Selena ask me out on a date, I know I can’t ask you, but if you
ask me out I’ll accept and we can deal with what others think
then.” Joe said, frustrated with Selena worrying about what
others might think.
Selena seemed to stumble on her words for a second, “Abb, woo,
aaa, uhh, Joe would you like to go on a date with me, perhaps to
a movie and a quick bite.”
“Sure, I would, as long as you let me treat,” was his quick
response. “There wasn’t that easy? I don’t want to continually
beat the drum about our age difference, just understand that if I
ask you out, I’m some sort of molester in many peoples eyes.”
“That’s not fair, though. I wouldn’t go out with you if I thought
you had a thing or kink for young girls. I like you and we can
talk easily. Try to talk Wall Street, or anything connected,
brands you as an egghead. I’m just not into a lot of other
things, especially drugs and that gangster culture that seems to
be in some of the music. A date with you would reinforce my
belief that there are intelligent men out there.“ Selena said.
“Well, I wouldn’t exactly be a fair picture, I am 22 years older
than you.”
“But, you don’t look or act it, and besides it’s just a date.”
But they did plan a date for Friday night. They went to an early
movie and then found a quiet restaurant where the two talked
about the movie they had seen and then the current events of the
day. Joe enjoyed the fresh style of Selena, even if it was like
dating his sister. As pretty as she was, he held no thoughts of
any deep relationship.
After finishing coffee and dessert Joe suggested they get going
as the restaurant looked ready to close. After walking out the
door, Joe felt a hand come up and hold his arm, encouraging him
to lock arms on their walk to the car. When they got there Joe
opened her door for her. As she stepped up to get in, she stopped
and kissed Joe on the lips.
“You are a very sweet man. I’ve enjoyed the night immensely,” she
said.
Joe smiled and showed her into the car and closed her door. When
he went to get in his side, she had sidled toward the middle of
the seat.
Joe got in, not quite knowing what to think. He started the car
and looked over at her, her face not a foot from his.
“Selena, I . . .” he started, but she put her lips to his again.
“Please, don’t talk. Listen to me for a moment.” She said.
“Joe, I really like you. The difference in our age means little
to me. I just wanted to have a good time and enjoy the company of
a man, but you have me smitten. Ever since Sunday night you are
all I have been able to think of. Do you think you could take me
seriously as a woman, and not some kid?” She asked.
Joe was floored. For the first time in 20 years, he was
speechless with a woman.
He went to speak and nothing came out, he knew not what to say.
Finally, after collecting his thoughts, he spoke.
“Selena, you’ve taken my breath away. To be able to look at you,
as a woman, not a girl is quite easy. You are beautiful. I’m
afraid that with my reputation you might get one as well. I am a
3-time loser with engagements, and I am known to run around and
have been with a lot of women. But I want to assure you of one
thing. I never, ever, ever cheated on any woman I said I was
committed to. My word is my bond. You may have heard stories
about me and a lot of them are true, but more of them are not.
Right now you work with Lynn, Cassie, Donna and Mary Pat. I have
slept with all of them. You are going to hear stories.”
Selena exhaled deeply and then sat as if punched in the stomach.
“WHY, WHY ARE YOU LIKE THAT!! You’re so much better than that! Is
being dumped 3 times made you want revenge on all women?” Selena
asked, peeved.
“I don’t sleep with women to get revenge, I sleep with them
because I enjoy it and so do they. I have dumped none of those
girls. The sex was all no strings attached. There was no
relationship. They have needs. I have needs. They call me because
the next day I expect nothing of them. I may be asleep at 11
o’clock at night and the phone will ring. “Joe are you busy, do
you mind if I stop by?” and I have a mate for the night who may
or may not be there in the morning. I am a male whore, and for
that I am sorry. I’m not sorry that I am. I’m sorry that you had
to find out, but I have to be fair. I would love to date you and
get to know you better, as long as the age difference is not a
stumble block for you. I am obviously attracted to your looks. No
man can deny that. But, I love your mind as well. You are smart,
bright and quite well spoken. You have goals. You are the female
version of me when I was 18. It’s just that I have been beaten to
the canvas too many times by the relationships. I thought I won
those bouts 3 times, only to be sucker punched out. Why oh why
would you want to help me to my feet? I am so flattered that you
would think of me that way, but I don’t see how I can be good for
you.” Joe confessed and poured out his heart.
The car was silent for a moment, Joe and Selena looking
straightforward.
“I’m sorry.” Joe said as he kissed her on the cheek.
Selena showed no emotion, keeping her eyes straight.
“Bring me home, Joe. Thank you for being honest.”
The car remained silent for the drive home. Selena did not move
entirely back to the passenger side of the front seat, but was
decidedly not next to Joe anymore.
Joe pulled up in front of her house and moved to get out and walk
her to the door.
“Joe, I can get my door and walk up OK. Uhhh, I guess it was a
bad idea on my part. I didn’t realize how badly you’ve been
treated and what you’ve sunken too. Thanks again for being
honest.” She said as she squeezed Joe’s hand and got out.
Joe backed out of the driveway and headed home. He was sorry to
have shot down her dream and her plans, but didn’t see any other
way with such a sweet innocent involved.
Joe thought to himself how there was a time he would have loved
to get to know a sweet young thing like her; So smart, so
interesting, as well as being so pretty. But he has known
heartbreak enough, and didn’t want to pass it on to anyone else.
Nor did he want to hear his friends tell him what a rat he was
for dating such a young girl.
Once he got in his house and situated there were 2 messages on
his machine.
“Joe, this is Cassie. I’m closing up alone tonight. I sure would
like the company if you’re free. We could do something later.
Call me if you get in before 9:30.”
“Joe, it’s me again. I’m going to Tippy’s for a drink and hear
the band. Stop down.”
Joe laughed. Cassie was 28 and still in college to get her never
ending degree. She had a new major every other year, it seemed.
She worked 2 jobs to pay for her part time schooling. Nothing she
ever tried seemed to make her happy. One thing she enjoyed was
Joe. He knew she used him because he was handy and treated her
nice. As pretty as Cassie was, keeping a boyfriend between her
schooling, and working 50 hours a week was hard. Tonight, Joe
decided, Cassie would be alone or have to find another partner.
Joe wasn’t in the mood for her usual wham, bam, can I stay and
make you breakfast in the morning routine. He slid into the
sheets and drifted off wondering, as he often did, where he made
the wrong turnoffs in his life.
The buzzing of his intercom interrupted Joe’s restful sleep. It
must have buzzed 3 or 4 times before he realized what it was, and
now whoever was buzzing it held the button down. With his
intercom and phone conveniently in his headboard he finally
reached a stage of consciousness where he was able to press the
respond button.
“WHAT!! JESUS CHRIST ITS THE MIDDLE OF THE FUCKING NIGHT CASSIE,”
Joe shouted.
There was no answer, giving Joe cause to reach for his phone and
be ready to dial 911.
There was another short buzz of the intercom as Joe thought how
the foolish notion of cameras at each entrance now seemed
logical.
“LAST TIME BEFORE THIS PLACE IS CRAWLING WITH COPS!” He shouted.
“It’s Selena Joe, please come to the door and don’t be mad.” He
heard the little voice say.
Joe rolled from the bed and threw on a pajama bottom and ran to
the door, wondering what caused Selena to come to his door at 2
a.m. in the morning.
He checked the window to be sure it was she and then opened the
door.
“Selena what in hell are you doing up here at this hour and how
did you get up here. Good Christ, don’t you know………” Joe began to
rip into her before she stopped him.
“JOE!! I LISTENED TO YOU BEFORE NOW IT’S MY TURN!” she shouted
taking him aback as she punched at and pushed past him into the
house.
“I, more or less, put my heart on the line earlier tonight and
told you how I felt about you and how I thought we could have
something. After listening to you tell me how refreshing I was,
how I reminded you of yourself at my age, how I haven’t been
afraid to show my intelligence, you go and give me a poor Joe
line, inviting me to your pity party.
Well, I developed some pretty deep feelings for you, all
festering within my head since Sunday. Then you tell me how
you’re a loser and have a bad rep and worry about what other
people think. I went into my house and cried my eyes out,
punching my pillow wishing it was you, wishing that you could
throw away those worries and concerns like I did when I went with
you tonight.
Then I thought how you said that I reminded you of yourself at my
age. Well, THAT’S A GODDAMN LIE, BECAUSE IF THAT WERE TRUE YOU
WOULDN’T HAVE BEEN SUCH A MOUSE BEFORE!!” Selena exploded.
“You tell me about all this horseshit from your past and what
others will think. But, you failed to consider one thing, ME!! I
don’t give a shit about a thing about you right up until the
first time I met you. I want to get involved with you and I’m
willing to take the risk that you might hurt me. Why don’t you
have enough balls to take the risk that I might hurt you.
Relationships aren’t always perfect and people get hurt. So
you’ve been hurt 3 times. I’m sorry, but 3 times to one person
makes me think YOU might be the blame. If you were 18 like me
right now, I believe it would be you on this doorstep right now,
challenging me. So here, my hearts on the line, I’m throwing it
in the pot. I’m willing to gamble it on you. Show me you have a
set of balls and do the same!” she challenged him.
Joe had been blind sided once again by love, but in a completely
different manner than before. He was lost for words as hers sunk
in. He knew her analogy was correct of what he would do if he
were 18.
Her look into his eyes implored him, but his hesitation was too
long. She felt she had lost this one, and began to turn to leave.
“WAIT,” he said. “I’m in, deal.”
Selena stopped her turn step and walked right to him, talking
sternly.
“Don’t judge me by the others. I deserve a chance, and so do
you,” she said as she kissed him.
Joe draped his arms around her as the kiss deepened and her hands
embraced him as much. Tongues came into play as they sucked at
each other’s face.
The kiss finally broke and they looked in each other’s eyes.
“I don’t know what to say,” Joe said.
“If I was the CASSIE you first thought I was when I rang, what
would you say?” Selena replied.
“I would invite her to my bed.”
“Well?”
“Umm, ahhh, Dddd, C’mon Selena. I can’t do that. I respect you
too much after what you’ve just said to think that is an option.
I’ve based too many relationships on sex. We should do this
right. But, don’t think I don’t want to sleep with you.”
“Joe, before you say something stupid, and as a man in his pajama
bottoms with a hard-on standing in front of a pretty woman, I’ll
give you the benefit of the doubt on that, I do want to sleep
with you, literally. Let me lay with you and we can talk and fall
asleep together. I can trust myself if I can trust you.”
“I’ll be OK. I’ll a . .” he said looking down at his “problem”,
I’ll try to control myself.”
Selena smiled at him and extended her hand to be led into the
bedroom.
“Do you have a t-shirt I can wear over my underwear to keep
myself respectable?” She asked.
Joe went to a drawer and pulled one out for her, and showed her
the bathroom where she could change.
Joe was already in bed when Selena came out in her panties and
Joe’s t-shirt hanging to her thighs.
“Oh God, you are so pretty, you may have to tie me down.” Joe
said.
“How do you know I’m not into that?” she said to show Joe a
playful side.
Joe laughed and held the covers open for her as she lay beside
him. He put his arm around her and settled his head next to hers.
“Thank you for calling me out. I needed that push, I guess.” Joe
said.
“I got home and was very frustrated. I thought, “how dare he make
that decision for me?” while wallowing in his own self-pity. It
did take me a couple hours to get the courage to walk here in the
middle of the night and bang on your door.”
At this point she shrugged Joe away from her side and turned over
rising up on an elbow, facing him.
“The man you are, the man you have made for yourself is
self-evident, and through your own words, you belittle yourself!
From the few hours I have spent with you and the few things I
have heard about you, even the bad things, how can you think
that?”
“I guess I feel a man is nothing if he is without love. Should a
man who is successful feel that good if he has to go to bed alone
every night?” Joe answered.
“That’s thinking with your penis, Joe. Wouldn’t you feel better
if you went to bed knowing you were in love, whether you were
alone or not?” Selena reasoned.
Joe exhaled deeply.
“I know you’re right, it’s just having been burnt so many times .
. “
“Don’t use that old excuse, Joe. I’m here right now. I have an
attraction for you and you chose to throw it away and I think
you’re better than that. I think we have something here if we
work on it. I don’t want you to work on getting into my pants. If
I just wanted to get laid I would be over on campus at any frat
party I wanted to go to. I’m here in bed with you, not here to
have a sexual encounter, but to show you that I am sincere with
my feelings and my hopes for us as a couple. But let me tell you,
it’s not going to be all me. To go out with someone twice my age
I am not going to baby-sit the relationship. I made the moves
tonight, after this show me you want to be with me. I think you
do. I think you’re as smitten as I was but are afraid to show it.
Back outside the restaurant it was simple to let me down easy,
instead of make the play for me. Poor Joe worried he might get
hurt again. Is the 18 year old version of the principled self
starter getting through to the 40 year old version of the
principled self starter?” Selena reasoned with him.
“Yes, she has. She has also made me feel ashamed of myself
because she has more balls than I do. We can make a go of it, and
I really want to try.” Joe said sinking back into the bed.
Selena smiled at him and leaned down to kiss him on the cheek.
“I’m in this bed with you right now to prove to you my commitment
to this thing. As I said before, nothing will happen here
tonight, but I hope you understand my meaning and my commitment.”
Selena said.
“I do understand and I thank you for taking this chance on me.”
Joe said, swallowing hard to fight back the emotion.
Selena lay back down, facing away from Joe as she had before.
“Hold me Joe, as long as that other problem is gone,” She said
with a slight chuckle in her voice.
“Don’t worry,” Joe laughed, “you scared him away.”
Joe put an arm over her and rested his head next to hers. They
whispered little promises to each other before they fell off into
sleep.
CHAPTER 3
The annoying beep of an alarm woke Joe from his sleep. It took
him a few moments to put the events of the night before together
in his head as Selena began to raise her head. The two were still
cuddled together, much like they had fallen asleep.
Selena turned to her back and looked at the ceiling, causing Joe
to move back a bit.
“I really did this last night, didn’t I?” Selena said, half
smiling, half raising an eyebrow to herself.
Joe didn’t answer her.
“It only goes to show you that if you want something bad enough,
you have to be aggressive to make your position known.” She said
as she turned her head to look at Joe, who intently stared at the
beauty in his bed.
“You made that point last night, I’ve been beat up over it
enough. I’m ashamed of myself for being so stupid and so full of
self-pity. I didn’t realize how bad I had gotten.” Joe said, not
wanting to hear the obvious any more.
Selena smiled at him, and took the hand at her side and brought
it to her lips and kissed it.
“If you keep the balls in this relationship, it won’t come up
again. I just hope you realized how frustrated I was. There I
was, dumped, and I never got a chance.” She said.
“I’m really sorry. I guess I worried about myself and what others
might think. I never took you into the equation.” He said.
“Well, I had that alarm on for a reason, I have a class in 90
minutes. I have to get to my dorm, shower, dress and get my
books.”
“You aren’t going home?”
“No, my parents think my roommate picked me up last night. With
my scholarship I have to live on campus, but I’m home a lot,
obviously.”
“They wouldn’t question her picking you up in the middle of the
night?”
“No, she works nights at Toy r’ Us as a re-stocker and picks me
up a lot on her way home, so my Dad hasn’t got to bring me over.”
“Selena, can I see you tonight? Can I get you after class?”
Selena smiled at him.
“Of course, I would like that. What do you want to do?”
“I could make you dinner and we could watch the market wrap up on
CNN.”
“Now there’s a date I would be hard pressed to pass on.” She said
giggling, “Actually, it sounds good. I have to be in early.”
“Now if you could do me a favor Joe. I’m lying here under the
covers in a t-shirt and panties. Do you think you could leave the
room so I could get dressed? It was dark when I got in here, but
walking around in underwear, even with the t-shirt, is a little
familiar for us at this stage.”
“No problem,” Joe said as he bounced out of bed. “I understand.
I’ll get dressed as well to bring you to school.”
“You don’t have to do that, I can get a bus down at the next
corner.” Selena said.
“I’m not asking you if you want a ride, I’m bringing you over.
Assertive enough?” Joe said smiling at her.
“Point taken, Joe. I’ll be out in a minute.”
After Joe dropped her at her dorm he went about his normal daily
business of a little phone trading, getting after hours telexes
and fax from the closed overseas markets and watching the ticker.
He didn’t really need to do all of this everyday, but he was
obsessed. To him, it was like watching sports.
None of his friends, and especially the women he had in his life,
had an interest in his passion, so when Selena seemed mildly
interested he was excited. When he saw she understood much of
what he did he was ecstatic.
On that afternoon Joe picked her up at her dorm and began to head
to his house.
“We’ll have to stop at my parents house. You probably should just
drop me and I’ll walk up to your place. My Dad never approves of
any guy I see, and you would be out of the question. I shouldn’t
be long.” Selena told him.
“I can wait in the car.” Joe offered,
“You don’t understand. My father would be out there in a second
to give you the third degree and send you on your way.’ She said.
“Besides my age, what else would he have a problem with? I am a
clean cut, drug free, well liked member of my community.” Joe
asked.
Selena sat back into her seat as they pulled in front of her
house.
“Joe, do you have a penis?” she asked.
“Obviously,” he chuckled.
“Well, then he won’t like you. He wants his daughter to date men
only once, and then be on their way. He prefers them not to have
genitalia. I’m only exaggerating a little. If he knew I slept in
your bed last night, despite the fact nothing happened, he would
have you arrested.” Selena said, making her point and then
opening the car door. “I’ll be up within the hour, OK?” she aid
as she leaned over and pecked him on the cheek.
Joe drove away and laughed to himself that he might be as
protective if he had a daughter as cute, smart and attractive as
she.
Just 40 minutes later, as he added some final touches to his
sauce, he heard his intercom buzz.
He pressed the talk button. “I’m busy in the kitchen, come in
through the garage, OK?”
Thirty seconds later he heard the elevator motor whirr and he
turned to greet her as the door opened.
She was about to scold him for taking her for granted on day two
of their exploratory relationship when she saw he was aproned and
up to his elbows in
Chef duties.
“Oh, you really are preparing dinner, and it smells delicious.
What are we having?”
“Simply put, chicken parm, but I do prepare the chicken quite
extensively. I would tell you how, but then I would have to kill
you.”
Selena laughed and walked into his kitchen, looking around.
“Do you always go to the trouble of cooking for yourself?”
“Not when I’m alone that often, If I do, never as fancy. When I
had live-in companions, I would cook every night if time
allowed.”
“Wow, a man who likes to cook!”
“Well, don’t forget that I am home all day, working out of my
house. A pound of baloney and a loaf of bread get pretty old
after a few days. Umm, do you like wine with dinner? I have a
small “cellar” off the kitchen.” He said as he opened a door to a
large cool closet with 50-75 different bottles of wine as resting
on their sides.
“Joe, I never realized that dating an older man would have such
perks. You’re domesticated and everything.” She said, impressed.
“I’m housebroken as well.” He chuckled.
After choosing the wine the two enjoyed Joe’s dinner and she
complimented him on his work. They went to the living room and
watched the financial channel to get the wrap on Wall Street for
the day.
Joe then asked her to come back to his office and he showed her
what he did for the day on the markets.
She had questions about his strategies and gave her own ideas on
some things financial.
Finally Joe took her hand.
“Selena I’m so excited that you have an interest in what I do,
but right now I have an interest in you, and I hope you have an
interest in me. Can I get you a night cap and we can talk and
touch?” He said as he slid his other arm around her.
“I would like that, Joe. Just make sure you don’t have too much,
you still have to bring me back to the dorm. You DID know I
wasn’t going to stay here again. Last night was a special
circumstance.” Selena warned him gently.
“No, I never made that assumption. I really want to make an
effort to make our time together special. What you did last night
required a special woman and I want you to know that I am worth
the limb you went out on. The very fact I woke with you and could
smell you and feel your warmth gives me hope that we can progress
our relationship to that end. Not to throw a wet blanket on our
mood, but I am going to the clinic tomorrow and am getting
checked and have my blood tested. I want to be deserving of your
love and be sure that I am totally healthy. I haven’t exactly
been a poster boy for STD’s. I’ve been careful, but should have
been more.” Joe said, a bit ashamed.
Selena stopped and turned, kissing him.
“You are so sweet. I knew I couldn’t have an intimate
relationship with you until I was assured of a few things, and
you took the angst out of proposing that to you. Not that I’m
making any promises, but I went to the free clinic on Monday past
for the same reason. That’s how sure I was that we could become a
couple, and why I was so disappointed at your rejection.
I will tell you that I have only been with 2 men in my life, both
within the last year. One I thought I was in love with and the
other; I just drank too much with, umm . . . someone I was a
friend with. It shouldn’t have happened. I’m not a loose or
experienced woman. I really don’t know if I am ready for a sexual
relationship or not. The intimacy of last night was very
intriguing and I thought a lot about it all day today, almost to
distraction. My attraction to you has a lot to do with your
interests and, of course, your personality. I wasn’t trying to
tell you that I wanted to have sex last night, I was trying to
show you how serious I was about you.”
“I realize that. I will say that last night you had me a bit
confused at first.” Joe responded.
“Well, I should get going back to my dorm. I have to study a bit
tonight, and I’ll be busy all tomorrow night studying, and I have
a late class as well. This first week back after break has been
tough. I haven’t even got any hours at The Corner Store this
week. Once I get caught up I’ll be able to spend more time with
you during the week.” Selena said as she kissed him lightly on
the lips.
She went to turn from him but he took her hand and pulled her
closer.
“That’s an awfully short kiss for a goodbye that might last a
couple days.”
She smiled and embraced him as their lips met. Their kiss was
deep and heartfelt.
“Wow, that was quite a kiss,” she said.
“You’re quite a woman, and I want you to know how I feel. You’ve
made me feel like I’m 18 again. I find you very exciting. I
really do want to get to know you better.” Joe said.
“Give me your heart for a few days?” she asked.
“Longer than that!” he countered.
“I want you to know what I mean. Tell me you won’t go fishing
because I’m not around. Give your heart and mine a fair chance.”
She said looking him right in the eye to be sure he understood.
“It goes without being said. You have my word and that’s all you
need. Believe me.” He said crossing his heart.
“I do. We better get going.” She said smiling.
CHAPTER 4
Joe thought about Selena every waking hour for he next 3 days. He
had no way of getting a hold of her at her dorm, unless he went
over and stalked her, and that was out of the question. He would
wait for her to make the next move.
Friday afternoon his phone rang as he waited for some foreign
market prices to come over his fax. Those prices would end his
day and week. He was tired of the stock rat race for a bit.
Somewhat distracted by the ringing, he answered to give the
caller the impression he was busy, in hopes of keeping it short.
“ ‘Lo.” He said curtly.
“Joe is this you? It’s Selena. Did I get you at a bad time?”
“ No! There’s no bad time for you. I wasn’t sure I was going to
hear from you!”
“What, you thought I came to my senses and lost interest?”
“Not sure, I guess I’m a little paranoid.”
“Joe, you will always know where you stand with me, and I hope I
don’t get any surprises from you.”
“You won’t what you see is what you get, as they say. I take it
you had a tough week at school?”
“It was a killer! I’m working a double major and in the first
week of a semester they try not to sugar coat any course so . .
.”
“I know, I was there too.”
“But, you probably didn’t have the distractions I had.”
“What do you mean?”
“You, Joe. I can’t get you out of my head. I felt like an eighth
grader with crush on the JV basketball star.”
The line went silent as Joe reeled at her words. He was crazy for
her and well prepared for her infatuation to wane, but instead
she reinforced it.
“I don’t know what to say Selena, I…. , I, umm I think about you
all the time myself like a horny schoolboy with a crush. I guess
I just have this hard time as to why someone as young, smart and
pretty would have any interest in me.”
“You just said it, Joe! I’m smart! I’ve never been asked out on a
date for my brains. I’m supposed to be a ditzy blond ready to
spread my legs for every guy who comes along. But, I’m not. As
soon as they find out that I’m more interested in the Dow Jones
and World events, than Boy Bands and keggers, I get the
Poindexter label. You didn’t see me that way. Hey, I know we
barely know each other, but your way of looking at the world and
my way are about the same. I also think you are very handsome and
I am quite aware of the difference in our ages. I can’t stop
thinking about you Joe. I want to be with you and find out more
about you, but finding the time around work and studies is hard.
I hope you can be patient with me.” Selena hoped.
“Selena, I’ll be honest. This is the first week I’ve spent
celibate for quite a time. For the first time in a year or more I
have one woman on my mind and even though I don’t see how it can
work out, I want to explore the possibilities.” Joe said.
“Joe, if you think this is going to implode it will. Be positive
and stop thinking of our age difference. I’m going to hear about
that from every one I know, I don’t need it from you. You look
thirty and think as young as anyone I know. I’m interested,
you’re interested. Can’t two people try to mingle spirits in
hopes of making one without all this judging?
My ride will be here in a second, and that’s why I called. I have
to work tonight at the store, 5 until 10. If I get a ride right
home, I can shower and be ready before 11. If you just pull up
and beep, my Dad will be none the wiser, thinking it’s a
girlfriend. I’ll be looking for you just before 11. Is that OK?”
“I can do that. You’re sure you want to start up with me, huh?
How long will the sneaking around last?” Joe questioned.
“There’s my ride, we can talk more tonight.” Selena ended the
call abruptly.
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CHAPTER 5
Joe did just what she asked and pulled up to her house at 10:50
and beeped two short toots on the horn and her front door swung
open and she ran out. She swung the door open and told him to
pull away quickly.
They got to the end of the block and Selena asked him to find a
place to stop and talk as soon as he could. Turning from the
development he pulled into the lot of a failed strip mall turned
to office suite plaza.
Besides a hello and how was your day they had little time to say
anything in the minute she had been in the car as he slid the
gear lever into park.
“I don’t know if I want to kiss you or slap you, right now.”
Selena said looking straight ahead.
“Wha….I don’t …” Joe began as she stopped him.
“I’ve listened to two of the girls I worked with tonight talk
about shacking up with you all night long. I wanted to slap them
and had to bite my tongue all night long. Just what am I getting
myself into?” she asked, staring at Joe demanding some
explanation.
“Kendra and Darcy. Yeah, they both called me tonight and left
messages. I’m sorry Selena but I told you I had a reputation and
working there you were going to hear a lot of crap. Over the
years Lynn seems to have spent every slow minute in that store
talking sex with the girls. They sit and look at guys asses and
eventually they talk about Lynn’s conquest and then the girls
pitch in. I don’t know if Lynn thinks she needs to be my agent
but she always makes sure she tells them that I’m unattached and
not looking for a commitment. With a lot of the regular girls
they just call my house and ask to stop by. Most of them are in
school and don’t have the time to invest in a steady
relationship, but want to blow off steam. I’m sorry that I’m a
whore, Selena. But after being burnt so many times it’s been the
only way to keep my heart safe. I use them as much as they use
me. But, for what it’s worth, anytime I have been in a committed
relationship, I have never, ever, ever, cheated, or even come
close. I treat hearts like I want mine treated. But, I’m afraid
when it comes to female charms, I have little self control,
otherwise.”
Selena sat and looked straight ahead.
“God, they talk in fine detail about nights they’ve spent with
you like you’re a ride at the fair.”
“Selena, I’m sorry about some of the things I do, but you can’t
hold against me anything that happened before I met you. I am not
a cheater and I’ve told you that you are the one I want to save
my heart for. As long as you want me to, I’ll keep it that way.”
Joe apologized.
Selena kept her forward stare but raised her hands in fists as if
talking to the dash.
“THEY TALK SO FRANKLY ABOUT SUCH INTIMATE SEX!! How can I compete
with that!!!” she spat out through gritted teeth.
“There is no competition, Selena. You’ve won till you tell me you
don’t want it.”
Joe emphasized.
“But Joe, I’m not sexually versed enough for you. You’ve spent
nights with either one of those two tonight that have eclipsed my
whole experience.”
“Selena! Am I demanding anything of you? Do you know the
difference between fucking and making love? When I’m with one of
them it’s the same as another guy playing racquetball to blow off
steam. It’s recreation. Yes, I’m a pig, but it’s so readily
available and when I have no love of my own, I am weak. Let’s
take our relationship a day at a time and let it happen. I make
no demands of you, except to open yourself up to me and let me
show you how I can appreciate you and your feelings you may have
for me.”
Selena finally turned her face to Joe, imploring him with her
eyes.
“OK Joe. I’m trusting you. I like you so much so far that I will
put all of that talk I hear behind me. You say you can change
from free heart to committed heart. I only want a chance with
you. But, right now the thought of such a sexually committed
relationship scares me. I’ve never been like that before. Don’t
demand anything and let things happen. OK?”
“Selena, that’s the way it was always going to be, believe me.”
Joe said as he reached out his hand to hers. She responded by
turning to him and leaning to kiss his lips to seal her leap of
trust and faith.
Joe kissed her once but pressed his lips for another as he
encircled her shoulders and pulled her to him.
“I am really smitten by you,” he whispered. “I won’t do anything
to hurt you or hurt our chances at a relationship.”
She gave in and fell deep into his arms as his tongue probed her
mouth. They necked for a minute or two and he broke their clench.
Before we get too involved here let’s go out for a drink to
someplace quiet where we can talk.
“No, let’s go right to Shillelaghs and Shenanigans. I want to
have a coming out with you and get it over with. Goddammit I’m
not going to sneak around with you. At least this way I can stop
the talk. When they ask how the sex is I can tell them, it’s none
of their fucking business.” She told him emphatically.
“OK, but remember it was your call.” He said chuckling under his
breath. “Oh, this is going to be a BIGGGG mistake.” He said with
a wry smile.
The nightclub was loud and raucous as the made their way in,
hearing a local band pound out popular songs. A waitress who knew
Joe greeted them and told Joe that there were no tables but she
would keep an eye out for them. After getting them each drinks
she melted into the crowd as the two tried to talk. It seemed
everyone in the place knew Joe as they passed him and patted his
back or extended a hand for a shake. Lots of females just
squeezed by with a curt “Hi Joe” and a look at Selena.
Lori the waitress came by and said that she was getting a bill
for a couple and had asked them to stay at their table until she
came back. If they wanted the table they should follow her.
They did and came and sat with the couple that was leaving,
looking like they were joining, but then with their bill paid
they left, leaving Joe and Selena alone.
“You realize that tonight enough people have seen us together
already, that it will get back to Lynn.” Joe warned her as the
band took a break leaving them an opportunity to talk without
shouting..
Selena leaned up and whispered forcefully in Joe’s ear.
“I don’t give a FUCK what Lynn thinks, Joe and it’s pissing me
off that you do. You better decide if you want to be with me, or
if you want to worry about her. Maybe that’s why you lost your
other loves, they couldn’t get over your obsession with Lynn.”
Joe was surprised that she swore, but was knocked for a loop by
her accusatory words. He went to defend himself, but Selena
grabbed his finger as he was pointing to make his point.
“Don’t Joe! You can’t defend that. It’s all I hear when we might
be seen. That’s why we’re here. I’m proud to be with you and want
to build a relationship, but I’m not hiding. Yes, I could be your
daughter, BUT I’M NOT. If someone doesn’t like us together, tough
shit, don’t look. I’m telling my father tomorrow and if he asks
if I’m sleeping with you I’ll tell him it’s none of his business
if I do. Now do we sit here and have a good time and get to know
each other, or do you bring me home so you can worry about Lynn?”
Joe received the kick on the ass he may have needed for a while
from her. He didn’t really think he obsessed that much on Lynn
and what she might think, but Selena’s point told him he might
have. The thought of losing his chance to get to know this
brilliant little pixie hit him like a ton of bricks. He had
already decided that whether they hit it off as a couple or not,
she would be a trusted friend and confidant, her knowledge of the
financial aspects he loved so was so great.
“Okay, okay. I definitely want to be with you and get to know you
better. But, don’t get the feeling I obsess over Lynn because I
carry a torch for her. It’s the unabashed ass busting she does
with anyone around that bugs me. Yes, I love her. She’s my
cousin!” Joe defended.
“But, you don’t have to please her, Joe, you have to please me,
we have to please us. I am not going to hide anymore, period. I
know it’s just been a short time, but I really like you and enjoy
your company. Don’t let other people ruin this, Joe. I’ve never
felt this way about anyone before.”
“I understand that, and I feel very special about you as well.
Just realize that we are going to be judged. You’re 18 by your
birth certificate, but far older in maturity and I like to think
that I am nowhere near my own 40 years. Just be ready for the
criticism, and I’m not sure I would tell your Dad my real age.”
“I’ll cross that bridge, as they say….” Selena said dismissing
the thought.
Joe took each of her hands in his and pulled her toward the
middle of the little cocktail table until their faces were about
a foot apart over the lit candle bowl.
“Have I ever told you how pretty you are and that just a look at
your face changes my whole mood and demeanor? I feel like you’re
looking through me talking to my soul. I’ve told you how I
thought I was in love before with perfect mates but this is an
entirely different feeling. How can I feel this way in such a
short time?”
“I don’t know, but it scares the hell out of me too. I don’t need
the pressure of falling in love on top of everything else I have
going on. I’ve thought of putting you on hold, but I can’t. I
promise I won’t steal your heart and run away with it, but you
may have to be patient with me at times.”
“I was going to tell you the same thing, that there may be times
when I need space or when I think you need space to keep your
goals in sight, but I am here for you and I won’t go without
warning. This is just happening so fast and I don’t think its
infatuation.” Joe said as the band began it’s next set.
The band was playing songs from a decade earlier all night and
began this midnight set with power ballads from the same genre,
announcing a lover’s set.
“Can we get up and dance, Joe? I want to hold you and feel you.”
Joe smiled and took her hand as he stood. If anyone in the place
didn’t think they were a couple, they were about to dash any
doubts. They went to the floor and Selena draped her arms around
Joe’s neck and just looked at him and smiled as he began to sway
and step to the slow rhythm.
“This is nice,” She said as she settled her head against his
shoulder.
After 2 songs in a row they stayed on the floor as the third
began.
Selena craned her neck up to whisper in Joe’s ear.
“I want to stay with you tonight. I don’t know if we should make
love or not, but I want to be with you and not let go. I’m not
sure if I ever really made love before, because I’ve never felt
like this. Be patient with me.”
“Not to worry my little angel.” Joe said to reassure her.
“Nothing will happen that you don’t want to. Just being with you
is making love.”
The set ended after a fifth song and the band took its last break
before their last 45-minute set. Joe and Selena didn’t seem to
care, as they stayed embraced on the dance floor for a moment
before sitting down again. They paid their check and made their
way out through the dwindling crowd. The two were seen by enough
of the girls Joe had known from The Corner Store for him to know
they would be tomorrows topic of conversation. Selena had
convinced him not to care.
As they drove from the club towards Joe’s house Selena reached
for her hand to touch his as it lay on the console.
“What is it that draws two people together? I‘ve felt something
about you almost from the moment I met you. The wanting I have
inside me right now is overwhelming. I know I can’t make you
happy like those other girls can, but I want to try.”
Joe slowed the car to a stop at the next curb, slid the gear into
PARK and took her hand in his.
“Don’t think that any other partner I may have had can compare
with you. I’ve told you that was just sex. Whatever we have won’t
be sex, it will be making love. I know I’m a bad boy with how
I’ve carried on with some of those other girls and I make no
excuses for myself. Once you’ve put all that out of your mind and
there is just you and I, you will understand your feelings
better. Maybe I should bring you home because I don’t want you to
feel like there is some competition. Looking into your eyes at
the side of the road here is more satisfying to my heart and soul
than any affair I’ve had. YOU are what I want to be with.”
“No, I still want to go and be with you tonight. I know it hasn’t
been long but I feel such a strong bond to you. I need to be with
you, to be intimate. I know you’ll respect my wishes, Joe. I just
have to be with you right now.”
“OK, but remember my words. You are who I want to be with.” Joe
said as he pulled back into the street and turned up the street
towards his home.
The late summer air was crisp as Joe pulled into his driveway and
the garage opened. He slid the car in and went to Selena’s door
to help her alight. She held his hand tightly as they got on the
elevator to the main floor of the house.
Their eyes were locked from the moment he held his hand for her
at the car door and as they stepped off the elevator she fit into
his arms and they kissed deeply. The kiss turned into a long
mouthy kiss with tongues exchanging licks and probes. She pulled
him closer as he dropped his hand to pretty round bottom.
Beeps and rings from the back office broke the moment as she
wondered what the noises meant a she looked at him inquisitively.
“Overseas markets with active price changes. It’s a notifying
service, I’ll turn it off.” He said smiling at her.
He went to the back office to silence the mood, but she was right
behind him.
“Maybe it’s something you need to attend to right now, we can
wait for our moment.”
“Nothing could be so important as our moment. The morning will be
time enough for these things. You are all I want to think about
right now.” Joe said as he silenced the telecommunications
devices, took her hand and left the room, closing the door behind
them.
“Would you like a nightcap, something to put an exclamation point
on the night?” He said as he stopped at the wine closet door.
“Only something you might have open, don’t open a whole bottle
for a few sips.”
“Ahh, I have just the right thing in the refrigerator.” Joe said.
Joe poured two small snifters with a nice Porto and offered it to
her.
“Cold it loses flavor, but in your warm hand it will be perfect
in moments,” he said as he walked her to the sofa where the
moonlight shone through the big window.
He took the stem of his glass and put it between his second and
third fingers so the bowl of the snifter rested in his palm and
showed her.
“Now try the bouquet as it warms with your body heat.” He said
as he raised his glass to his nose.
“Mmmm, it’s perfect, just like you,” she said as her tongue
danced on the edge of the glass to taste.
After a few sips Joe could no longer resist the lips before him.
He took her glass from her hand and set them on the coffee table
and took her into his arms and bent her back to lie underneath
his caress as he kissed her. She groaned into his mouth.
He broke the kiss to whisper close to her.
“You are so special. To feel you next to me is more intoxicating
than the wine.”
She smiled at his words as a tear formed at the corner of her
eye.
“Take me to your bed, where we can hold each other. It’s what I
want right now.” She said with a small smile.
Joe sat up and took her hand and brought it around him as he
grabbed her hip to pull her close as they walked down the
hallway.
Inside the bedroom he lit 2 floating candles and turned down the
bed. He looked up to see her unbuttoning her blouse. He went to
go to her but she held up a hand.
“No, you watch me undress and I’ll watch you. We will have many
nights to tear our clothes from each other. Tonight I want to
show you my body and for you to show me yours. I’ve never
undressed in front of a man before, nor have I seen a man
undress. Let’s show each other our bodies.”
Joe smiled at her and began to pull his shirt from his pants.
“You’ve never undressed for a man?”
“Not totally. I’ve told you I was no virgin, but I’m not that
experienced.” She said stopping her undressing.
“I thought I was in love with someone, but it didn’t work out. I
needed someone more mature, but that was a couple years ago, when
I was a freshman at PolyTech. He was a senior. I was hurt at
first that I could make such a mistake but I’ve learned there’s
more to love than that. The old saying, live and learn? It
applies.”
“I don’t need or want you resume’ Selena, and don’t think I asked
for it. If anyone has to forget about past flings, it’s you with
me. Let’s just drop the whole thing.”
“OK, smart move,” she said as she began to pull her blouse off
her shoulders. She thought she would feel shy, but she felt
comfortable with Joe.
She reached behind herself and unhooked her bra and let it fall
from the front of her, but she put her arm across her breasts in
a pique of modesty. She looked up at Joe who had stopped
unbuttoning his shirt to see her. He smiled at her.
“Lose your nerve?” he asked.
“Don’t tease me Joe, I can’t believe I’ve went this far.” She
said as she dropped her arm and began to undo the buttons on her
button fly jeans.
Once they were undone she wiggled out of the jeans leaving her
in just her panty.
Joe had caught up to her and was there as well in just his
underwear briefs.
“I’ll bet my bare ass is on the bed before yours!!” she said
quickly as she pushed the panty down and placed a knee onto the
bed and spun to lay flat.
Upon hearing her challenge he tried to catch up to her but was
decidedly later in hitting the sack than she.
Selena had a nervous look on her face as she turned to her side
and faced him on the bed.
“So here we are, nekked, hehehehehehee.” She said giggly.
“You really are quite beautiful, and I have to admit, this is an
odd situation. I’m not going to be able to control myself. Well,
I’ll be able to control myself, but I won’t be able to control,
ummmmm THAT!!” he said as he made a motioned look downwards to
his rising genitals.
“Besides,” he added, “It’s not fair. You can see I’m aroused.”
“Come here and hold me, you may not be able to see I’m aroused,
but I am.”
“Going over there to hold you is going to make it worse, this was
a bad idea.”
“If you made love to me would that solve the problem?”
“Selena, we haven’t talked about contraception, risky partners,
condoms or anything.”
“I’m on the pill and you’re fixed, or so I’ve heard.”
“Goddamn store and all the little stories!”
“Joe, come here and lets make our first time something crazy. I
know what a long slow sensuous lover you are, and I want you to
teach me the ways of love. But, right now I just want to lay with
you and hold you all night. This has got us both more aroused
than we expected. Please let’s.”
“Oh Selena. I want to kiss you and hold you, tease you, taste
you, surprise you.”
“I want all those things of you too, but most of all right now
I’m horny as hell and I want to hold you. Please come to me.
Please?”
Joe was about to do the strangest thing he could imagine with
Selena. He had dreamt about special ways to make love to her to
make her coo and purr and beg him to relieve her passions.
Instead he was going to mount her and get the two of them off to
break an iceberg so they could hold each other all night.
Joe sat up on his knees and walked to her side and took her leg
in his hand and bent it so he could scoot between them. He knelt
over her and fell forward as his lips sought out hers. He could
feel his cock brush up against her pussy lips as they kissed. He
broke the kiss and smiled at her.
“Put me in.”
Selena drew up her knees and reached between them and took hold
of his cock in her little hands. She ran the head through the
furrow of her little lips and insinuated her hips up to push him
in. She was wet with excitement and he slid right in, almost to
the hilt.
“Oooooooofffffffff, my God. You’re so big.”
“I can assure you that I am no bigger than average, but you are
very warm and tight inside. You feel delicious.”
“You are the first in a very, very long time.”
Joe covered her mouth with his drove his tongue into her mouth as
he began to undulate his hips. She met his every stroke with her
hips and let a report from the back of her throat on each push.
Her eyes filled with tears. “Oh God Joe, I feel like I’m going to
come already, and I’ve never come from just having it inside me.
I usually have to……….”
“Shhhhhhhh!” he interrupted. “Lock your eyes with mine and lets
work on coming for each other.”
She did just that and whimpered “wonderful” and cooed louder and
louder as her orgasm approached. She finally lost control and
pummeled her hips uncontrollably at his.
“Ooo Ooo Ooo Ooo, Ugh, Ugh, Ugh, EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE,” she screamed
as she dug her fingers into his shoulders as he fucked her hard.
He too was not far behind as he began to vocalize his climax.
“Ohhhh, I’m gonna shoot!!!!! Ummmmmmm God you feel good. Do you
want it in you?”
“No, please shoot outside, I want to see you come!”
In just two more strokes Joe fell back to his knees and came out
of her as he looked down at his cock. Without touching it he came
spontaneously.
“Arghhh Arghhhh” he grunted as two solid white shots escaped onto
her belly. He reached with his hand and stroked his cock more and
one more hard volley shot forth and then he sank back to his
haunches looking at the ceiling and he groaned his post orgasmic
pleasure.
The silence of the room was broken by her giggle.
“That’s the first I ever touched one and the first I’ve ever seen
one come, and you made me come. No one has before without my
help. Get something to clean me up so we can lay and hold each
other.” She said, her words leaving Joe confused and wondering.
“You have me confused, I have the feeling I just had a virgin.”
Joe wondered aloud as he went to the bathroom for a towel.
He came back and wiped the belly of the little nymphet, patting
her pussy and then his cock before dropping the towel to the
floor and getting back on the bed to curl beside her.
Selena scrunched back to spoon her body to Joe’s and she sighed.
As he wrapped his arms around her engulfing his body to hers she
sighed aloud. “This is what I’ve wanted all night; to be a part
of you. I know it’s too soon to say I love you, but I do. If I
didn’t feel that way I wouldn’t have given myself to you. You are
only the second man inside me, but you touched places no one has
been and made me feel like the only woman in the world.”
“Can we talk frankly in the morning about this and ease my mind?”
Joe asked.
“Yes we can, but let me assure you everything is OK and nothing
happened I didn’t want to happen, . . .and I was NOT a virgin.”
The two lovers stayed in their tight embrace as they cooed and
groaned mutual pleasures as embraces were accented and Joe would
kiss her ears, cheek and neck.
Soon quiet contentment soothed their earlier excitement and they
drifted into sleep, seeming to dream as one.
CHAPTER 6
A rustling on the bed began to rile Joe from his sleep at he
washed he cobwebs from his mind. He became aware of Selena
slipping in behind him on the bed to spoon him, reversing the
position they fell asleep in.
“Good morning,” she whispered with a kiss to his cheek.
“Good Morning yourself! Are we sorry for anything that happened
last night?”
“No, not for me anyway. There was a lot of sexual tension
building and I think we lifted it. My reasoning may have seemed
flawed, that a first time was going to happen anyway, but I’m not
sorry even a little bit. Now, you wanted to ask me questions and
I put you off. I’ll answer some, but you have to do some for me
too.”
“Revealing ones sexual past is not always smart. Some stones
should be left unturned, OK?”
“I understand, Joe. You just seemed troubled by a few things.”
Joe went to roll off his side onto his back, but Selena leaned
back into him.
“No, let’s not do this face to face. I’m not ashamed of anything,
but it will be easier.” She said.
Joe smiled to himself as he prepared to ask his first question.
“You said you never touched a man before, never saw a man
ejaculate, and never had an orgasm during sex without
masturbating. In my mind it sounded like you were trying to tell
me you were a virgin.”
“Keep in mind that I’m just 18, well 19 in a week or so, but when
I was a freshman I was 16 turning 17 when I started. I was
assigned a student life advisor who would make my genesis from
high school student to college student smoother.
For the first few semesters she was to make sure I got home every
night although I did do most of my studying in what would be my
dorm after I turned 18. I did everything there, except sleep.
Studying in the dorm was a distraction, so I began to go to the
library and have my Dad pick me up. I just had to call my advisor
each night and report that I was home. Anyway, I met a senior guy
there and we studied together and one night we started kissing
and one thing led to another till eventually I would go the
library, study for a short time, then sneak off to his dorm. We
would neck and he would feel me up and then I would get back to
the library for my Dads ride. One night, while under the covers,
I let him inside of me. I was on the pill for other reasons so it
was convenient. But, I was always so scared of being caught,
being called a whore or whatever, I always couldn’t wait until it
was over, but when I got home I fantasized like crazy and played
with my self. I always thought that if I didn’t participate too
much, it was OK. He wanted me to hold it, kiss it and all of
that, but I insisted on a dark room and being under the covers.
He never argued much because I was jailbait. I thought I was in
love and when he graduated he said he was going home for a few
weeks but would be back to work around here and get his own
place. That was the last I saw him. I was a dope and felt every
bit that part. All I can think of was riding home with my Dad
with my panties stuffed with tissues to catch all of him that ran
out of me. After a while I realized he was only interested in
himself and I was a receptacle. I was mad at myself, but vowed
not to get caught in that position again.
So, now you know how stupid I can be.”
“Not stupid, just a poor judge of character and immature in some
ways. At least now you’re smart enough to realize your errors.
I’ll never use you like that. Being with the older guy made you
feel like a big shot. Are you sure that’s not what you’re doing
now?”
“No Joe, those days are over. The fact I slept with you, had
penetration sex with you, was well thought out and I was mentally
prepared for it to happen. I wanted it and enjoyed it more than
any sex I’ve ever had. What I feel for you is real Joe, and if I
didn’t think you felt the same way, I wouldn’t have been with
you.”
Joe was bowled over by her maturity and thought process. He
thought she wanted sex but assumed it would be mutual wrestling
sex. The fact she wanted to hold and hug him and his erection was
going to make it hard to create the mood she wanted, just made
her skip ahead. He had worried that rushing her would scare her
off, and she was the rushee, at this point.
“I am so afraid that my age and experience will put you off or
scare you off. When you took the bull by the horns last night you
made it easy for me. Although I like a lot of foreplay and I
pride myself on my love skills, making a woman happy, it was very
satisfying to me, as well.”
Selena hunkered up closer to Joe and held him in a one armed bear
hug and she coaxed his head to turn so she could kiss his mouth.
Their morning breath didn’t seem to matter as they freshened each
other’s mouths with their kissing. Selena draped a leg over Joe
to hold him even closer and she could feel his hard cock touch
her leg as she did it. He was as randy as she was and she knew a
sexual moment of truth was at hand. She broke her hug and kiss
and fell back onto the sheets.
“Oh Joe! Last night as you knelt over me and I saw that cock
going inside of me, it was the answer to a thousand fantasies
I’ve had. You were so hard and I was so wet, just like I imagined
it would be with my lover. That’s why it was so easy for me. I’ve
lived that over and over, masturbated to it a thousand times,
alone in my room. I’m embarrassed to tell you I masturbate, but I
guess everybody does.”
Joe rolled over to his back, his hard cock standing up at serious
attention.
“Wow, broad daylight makes it even more beautiful. Is this where
I lose my naiveté? What do you want me to do to relieve that?’
she said as she reached for his rod.
Joe rolled up to his knees and pushed her hand away. He moved
between her knees and brought his hand to his mouth and spit into
a pocket he made with middle fingers. He brought it to her pussy
and ran the saliva over her lips and insinuated a finger within
her for a moment to insure she was as wet as he imagined. He
walked on his knees to get closer to her and took his hard penis
in his hand. He leaned down and pressed it to her little pussy as
he heard her breath catch as he sunk into her.
“Relive your fantasy Selena, just like I am. More than anything,
I wanted to be inside of you.” He pressed his body to hers and
let his hips undulate in and out of her as he kissed her lips and
felt her breasts and belly caress his body. He brought his weight
back to his knees and pushed up his torso from her body. He began
to slam at her pussy creating a slap as their bodies met.
“Oh God Joe, fuck me, fuck me. Unh Unh Unh Unh Unh Unh Unh Unh
Unh,” she accented each body slam with a cry as she neared
orgasm.
“Nnnnnnnnnn, I’m gonna come, Joe. Don’t stop,
donnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn’t stoppppppp!.” She said as she ground her
hips up to work her orgasm out.
Joe saw her face turn red and turn to the side as she climaxed.
When he was sure it had reached its nadir he stopped his plowing
at her pussy and knelt back a bit. He took her legs and put them
on his shoulders and laid on her, bending her in half, fully
impaling her on his cock. He humped her hard and deep and she
looked up at him red-faced and hissed through clenched teeth,
“You do me soooo good!”
“Do WHAT!” he asked.
“FUCK ME!” She screamed at him passionately.
Joe felt the familiar thrill through his balls and groin as his
prostate began to spasm and prepare his load for delivery.
“Oh, you’re getting me Selena. I’m gonna come!” He shouted right
into her face.
“In me, IN ME!” she shouted. “Spray it in me Joey!”
Her words still rang in the bedroom as the first spray left his
cock and splattered inside of her. He drove hard into her
slapping at her mound with each shot that left him. “Uh, Uh, Uh,”
he grunted into her face as he filled her.
Finally he fell on her exhausted and spent.
They lay for a silent moment before he heard her crying. He
picked his head from her shoulder to ask if he had hurt her, but
the look on her face told him otherwise.
“You made the most beautiful love to me, so passionate with all
your heart. I want you in every way.” She said as he lifted his
torso enough to let her legs down.
“Don’t get mad or scared if I say I’m falling in love with you
Joe.”
“I wouldn’t have gone his far if I didn’t think it was special
with you, Selena. You’re far too special too hurt.”
Selena wrapped her legs around Joe’s torso and pulled him closer.
“Can you stay inside me all day today? We can just talk like
this, wouldn’t that be great? You feel so good in me and so
natural.”
Joe chuckled and smiled at her. “In a perfect world I would, but
I can feel myself shrinking. God, you’re holding me so tight
though. You don’t seem that inexperienced little girl, are you
sure you didn’t fib about that?”
“I didn’t say I didn’t practice a lot alone at home. You’re
making me tell my secrets. God, I’m so horny all the time Joe.
But, that’s not why I’m attracted to you! God, I’m saying too
much here.” She said, sorry for being so honest.
“Shhhh, don’t worry. What’s wrong with horny all the time? No
reason to be ashamed about that. Our world is so sexual at times
it hard to forget about it. When I see a body as well taken care
of as yours, I know it’s sexual as well. You’re so beautiful.”
“I’ve never known how good it felt to make another so happy while
I was making him happy, I always was so scared before. I mean, it
felt good, but I always had to masturbate at the same time to
really climax. It just happened with you.”
Joe felt himself shrinking and his warm load of come oozing out
with him.
“We’re going to make a mess on the sheets here. After I get up
I’ll get something for you, but don’t worry about it. I can
change the sheets later.” Joe said as he knelt up and fell out of
her. He stepped to the bathroom and grabbed a towel for her and
with one knee on the bed and his other leg on the floor he dabbed
around her pussy and wiped the sheets. He folded the towel to
give her a dry side and placed it over her pussy. His eyes caught
her watching him and they smiled.
“You do that lovingly,” she said, “Like you treasure that little
spot as much as I do.”
“Oh, I do.” He said as he bent and placed a kiss between her
bikini patch and clit.
Ooooooo! I’ve never been kissed there before!” She said with a
shrieking giggle.
“You won’t be able to say that about any part of your body by the
next time you wake up here, that’s a promise.” He said as he
kissed her on the lips and extended a hand for her to get up. She
held her hand to the towel protecting her still oozing pussy.
She headed for the bathroom off his bedroom but he took her hand.
“Use the bath in the hallway. That has a bidet and a king sized
shower.”
“A bidet, how fancy. I don’t know if I know how to use one.”
“Just straddle and adjust the water temperature and you won’t
want to be without one.” Joe said as he showed her the room.
She went through the door and turned to him.
“Aren’t you going to shower with me? I guess I sort of assumed
you would.”
“Yes, of course, if you want me to. I’m sorry, I always thought I
would go slowly in this relationship and you kind of pushed it
along last night, not that I’m disappointed . . . .” Joe said.
“I’m the one who should be saying I’m sorry. I just felt there
was a lot of sexual tension that we needed to break. I knew you
would e overly patient with me, and I, well . . . . “ She said
losing track of her thought.
“Hey, what’s done is done, and it was beautiful, wonderful, in
fact. When I hear the water running, I’ll join you. Take your
time. There are lots of soaps and shampoos in the basket on the
shelf below the towel rack.” He said as he closed the door for
her.
“Joe!” she said quickly before the door shut.
“Yesssssssssssss?” He exaggerated and he pushed the door back
open to see her still standing before the bidet, the towel still
held to her crotch.
“You’re very special to me. I think I’m falling in love with you.
I didn’t want to say that to you. I don’t want you to think I’m
an infatuated little girl. I’m not, you know.” She said
sheepishly.
“I know what you’re feeling. We’ll build it day by day, I
promise. OK?” he said with a little knowing grin for her as he
closed the door again to leave her to her personal ministrations.
He went back to the bedroom and stripped he sheets and changed
them as he heard the shower begin to run. He gave her a few
minutes to get accustomed to the water and newness of her
surroundings before slipping in the bathroom door.
“How are you doing in there?” Joe said, his voice cutting through
the steam.
“I’m doing great, I’m just rinsing my hair, Are you going to join
me?” She asked, not knowing he had already opened the door of the
semi-circled unit. Her eyes were still clenched shut to keep the
soap out.
Selena started a bit when Joe touched her elbow as she held her
hand to her face to shield herself as she rinsed her blond locks.
“Ooo, I didn’t know you had slipped in!” She said as her fingers
wiped the water from around her eyes.
“You seem more surprised than when I slipped in last night and
this morning,” he said with a leer and a chuckle to break any ice
of the moment.
After a confused second she got the entendre and draped her arms
around his neck and kissed him below his ear, whispering, “God,
it was wonderful. Nothing like my first experiences, but just
like I imagined when I played fantasies in my head.”
“You don’t know the thrill of watching your orgasm, seeing you
give in to the ecstasies and pleasures of your own body.” He said
as he hugged her tightly to his body.
“Oh Joe, I saw yours and knowing I caused that made me happy and
excited me even more.” She whispered back.
“Here, let me wash you, so I can touch every inch of your body,
feel every curve, wrinkle and fold. I want to know the vessel of
the spirit I love, the person I am falling in love with.” He said
to let her know he was getting the same feelings as she was
feeling.
“You want to feel EVERY inch of me, do I keep nothing sacred?”
“It is all sacred to me, and that’s why I want to touch it.”
“You told me before you wanted to kiss everything.”
“ . . . . .and I will . . everything, . . I promise.”
Joe reached for a bottle of liquid soap and squeezed some into
his hand, rubbing his hands to create lather. He stepped back in
the big shower and said, “Come here,” as he intimated she turn
into his arms. She pressed her back to his chest as his hands
encircled her body and began with her full breasts, massaging the
later over and over them, his fingers strumming her ever
hardening nipples. He slipped his hands to her belly and made
ever widening circles with the later and then brought his hands
up her sides until she was forced to raise her arms as he stepped
away from her back and washed her pits and then her arms, right
to her fingers. She was about to turn to him when he caught her
eye and shook his head no. He squirted a bit of additional soap
to her back and began to massage and lather it clean, using his
nails to give her a satisfying scratch as she rolled her
shoulders forward with a purr.
He pulled her back to his chest again, relishing in the
body-to-body slippery feel as he raised his right hand to soap
and massage her neck, while his left held her tight to his body,
then he switched hands and repeated the other side of her neck
and upper shoulder.
He gathered later from her front and ran his hand over her
abdomen and cupped her vagina, running his lathered hands over it
a bit, soaping the outer lips, being careful not to get any
inside her sensitive inner flesh. She just began to enjoy the
nether massage when he whispered, “Rinse,” into her ear. She
stepped away from him as the water began to run over her
shoulders and neck, washing down her sleek tanned body. His hands
assisted the spray in getting the soap from her as he worked them
down her body. As he got to her vaginal lips he was gentle with
his fingers. He smiled at her and said “Squat,” and they both
did. He ran his fingers through her vagina lips to remove the
soap and then brought 2 fingers to her and pressed them into her,
wiping them back and forth in a wet scrub. She rolled her eyes
back in pleasure and reached to steady herself on his leg. He
swirled one finger up within her and drew it out with a wad of
his come from their earlier lovemaking. She saw it wash from his
fingers and then he repeated the swirl to catch any more of his
seed that might remain. He half stood to move behind her and
leaned her back to open her pretty trimmed pussy to the shower to
wash it clean. She was just enjoying the spray on her sensitive
parts when his hand slid behind her down between the cleft of her
butt to wash her private anal opening. She started and leaned
back into him, her eyes seeking his, but he gave her a reassuring
look. His left hand reached for the soap bottle and he squeezed a
few drops amid the spray to his right hand, now reaching from
under her. Before it had a chance to wash away he returned his
hand to her underside and lathered her butt split until he
centered on her asshole. He rubbed gentle circles as she tensed
in his arms. “Relax,” he said. “Everybody has one and we all use
it the same way. Mmmmm, lots of nerve endings there too. Stop me
if it doesn’t feel good.” He said as he continued his massage of
the muscle, although never trying to penetrate at all.
She threw her head back to his shoulder giving into the pleasure.
When he was through he asked her to stand and he duck walked
backward a bit and asked for her foot on his thigh. He dripped a
few drops of soap and began to lather her leg, foot and toes.
They repeated the process with the other leg and he motioned her
to rinse.
Joe stood up and handed her the bottle of liquid soap.
“Do you need a map, or are you familiar where everything is?” he
asked jokingly.
“One part is already up and waving to me.” she said with a smirk.
“Aren’t we just going to cause more trouble by doing this now?”
“It depends on what you mean by trouble.” He said with a grin.
Selena turned a deep shade of crimson as she looked back and
forth to his eyes and his penis contemplating his comment. She
then realized she had the bottle of soap in her hand and she
squeezed some into her other and began to lather his chest. She
worked her way methodically around his body, skipping the
obviously engorged parts. When she knelt down to wash his legs
and feet she kept looking nervously at the penis that bobbed near
her face. Joe said nothing as he wished she would take it in her
mouth, but was aware that she had probably never done that
before.
Selena stood up and put more soap in her hand and put the bottle
on the rack, She rubbed the soap in both hands and brought them
to his penis.
“I’ve barely touched or looked closely at one of these before
Joe. Be patient with me. I know what you expected a few minutes
ago and I don’t want to go that far yet, if I can do it at all.”
She said shyly as she put both hands on him and stroked him two
handed.
Joe took her chin in his fingers and raised her face to his.
“Selena, I didn’t expect anything before. I know you are going
slow and feel intimidated and afraid. I will never force you or
ask you to do anything you don’t want to do. That’s not what love
is, and I want to build on love. We have plenty of time for
exploration and getting to know each other, making each other
happy.”
Selena leaned up and kissed him, her hands never leaving his
cock. She averted her eyes back to his stiffness and stroked it
with both hands until she dropped one to feel his balls.
“Wow, they feel funny. Are they really THAT sensitive? You
wouldn’t want me to squeeze them?”
“Gently, just gently. You are doing fine.”
Selena was paying close attention to his cock and balls now,
looking them over, studying them. She heard Joe catch his breath
a little and she startled.”
“I didn’t hurt you did I?” she asked stopping her stroking.
“No God, don’t stop. You’re about to bring me off.” Joe said
excitedly
“Is that what you want? You want me to finish you?”
“Mmmmmmm YES, keep stroking until I ask you to stop, OK?”
Selena kept her stroking up with one hand and just held his balls
in the other glancing at his cock and then his face to get a
reaction.
Joe began to grunt a little and threw his head back. “It’s there,
squeeze it a little harder and stroke!”
Selena did just what he asked and she got instant results.
“Enrrrrrt Enrrrrrrrt,” Joe wailed as a load on the creamy stuff
jumped from his dick to the floor of the shower. Selena kept
stroking as creamy semen oozed from his cock and she used it as
lubricant.
“Ooo Oooo ease up the pressure now, stay off the head. Mmmm very
sensitive!”
“I did OK then? Did I give you a good orgasm?” Selena asked
quietly.
Joe pushed her hand away from his sensitive shaft and chuckled
out loud to her.
“Ha, yes you did just fine! Couldn’t you tell? You know how good
a nice orgasm feels, wasn’t it obvious you just gave me one? Your
sweet little hands and the look on your face were enough to push
me over.” Joe said as he rinsed his member clean of soap and
semen.
“That was kind of fun, to feel that surge. I’ve felt it inside of
me but to be such a part of it like this was, . . . um,
different! I’m sorry about the other thing, though.” Selena said
turning her eyes from his.
“What other thing?” he asked.
“I know you wanted me to put it in my mouth, a blowjob like I
heard some of the girls talk about.”
Joe put his hands on her shoulders and stepped from the spray of
the water.
“Selena, I only want what you want, and you should only want what
I do, and I only want you to be happy. Would I like you to make
love to me with your mouth? Of course I would get great pleasure
from that. But, if you didn’t want to do it, how would that
please me? In time you may feel more comfortable with it as we
get to know each other. Plus, blowjob is something a slut does.
If and when you decide to do it, you will be making love to me.
If I make love to you with my mouth it will be the same. Remember
that anything you don’t feel right about, you shouldn’t do. I
want you to trust me, and me you. OK?”
“The girls at the store talk so casually about . . .” Selena
started to say.
“What they’re talking about is sex, not love. You said you liked
to pleasure yourself, that wasn’t you making love to yourself. It
was you having sex for pleasure. I hope we are different than
that.”
“Of course we are. I’m sorry for thinking out loud.”
“Here,” Joe said. “Why don’t you rinse off and get out and dry.
I’ll wash my hair real quick and make you breakfast.”
Selena did as he asked and gave him a quick peck on the cheek as
she got out.
Joe did as he said and donned a robe and went to the kitchen to
find Selena in a pair of his jockey shorts and a t-shirt. Two
safety pins held the shirt and shorts together and from falling
from the lithe body of the little blond.
“Are we OK?” she asked.
“We’re perfect! I’m happy, are you?”
“I am!”
“Selena, don’t try to over analyze things. It’s great to be
honest with your feelings, but let things happen.” Joe said as
she stood to fall in his arms.
Joe hugged her back and spoke. “Now the big question, do you like
blueberry pancakes? I have fresh blueberries from Maine.”
“That would be perfect. I haven’t had homemade pancakes in
years.”
Joe busied himself in the kitchen preparing coffee and breakfast
as Selena watched. Before she knew it, he was serving her
breakfast at the table and the two hardly spoke as they ate, both
obviously hungry. When Joe finally finished his last bite he sat
back in his chair and slouched a bit picking up his coffee cup.
“So, what are you planning on wearing today. I thought we could
take a ride into the mountains and see the early colors. It might
be nice to clear our heads and talk.” Joe asked, knowing she had
no change of clothes.
“Bring me back to my dorm and I’ll find something. Home is
closer, but my Dad will give me the third degree. We’ll face him
when you bring me home tonight.” Selena said, knowing she would
have to listen to his objections to Joe.
“God, don’t let him know your age. He might take you for 30 or so
and believe me that will be bad enough. Make sure you let him
know you’re interested in my education. That’ll calm him down a
bit.” She said rolling her eyes.
“I can’t blame the guy for wanting to protect his little girl.
I’ll protect you just as hard, just let me know if I’m being
over-so.” Joe said with a chuckle.
After picking up dishes Selena found a modest wrap-around she
could wear to the dorm without having to put on any of her dirty
clothes. Joe drove her there and left to go to the Corner Store
to get his papers.
When he pulled in the dorm lot he saw the door swing open and
Selena come out. She wore a denim print pocket T and white jeans.
Joe snickered to himself as he wore a white pocket T and denim
slacks.
The conversation was small talk as they drove from the city and
began to get to the open country. As routes began to branch off
Joe found the one he thought of that would bring them up into the
low mountains of Vermont. They both enjoyed the sights but soon
the car fell silent. It was obvious that they were both doing
reflective thinking. Joe finally spoke.
“We dove in too deep last night. I don’t want sex to color the
picture before we draw it.” Joe said looking straight ahead at
the road.
“I’m sorry, it was my fault. I let my frustrations and stress get
to me. I promised myself I wouldn’t cheapen our relationship like
. . . “Selena said before Joe interrupted her.
“I can’t let you take all the blame. I was there too!” Joe said
as he pulled into an overlook parking area.
“But Joe, I’ve been so horny lately that as soon as my butt hits
the sheets I’m reaching for the relief valve. I knew that if we
got in bed it would happen, I wasn’t kidding myself. I used you.
I couldn’t wait to see if it would be as good as my dreams. I
told you we could just lay together, I saw you were hard and it
was simple, just do me and then it will go down and we can have a
sexless night of hugging. I’m afraid I ruined us forever, didn’t
I?” she asked while fighting tears off.
“Selena, don’t cry. Nothing has changed between us; we just went
a little faster than we wanted. I suppose the alcohol jumbled the
thought processes a bit as well. But, making love to you was
wonderful.” Joe said trying to calm her.
“It wasn’t making love, it was fucking! Horny rutting! I had to
have you as payback to those little sluts in the store, I guess.”
She cried.
“Ohhh Selena! You’re rewriting history now, letting your mind
tell a story that isn’t true. You really believed we should spend
the night in each other’s arms, but my excitement couldn’t be
hidden. The obvious solve to our relationship stress was at hand
and we went to for it. But, this morning was true love making.
You can’t deny that. It was your spirit and mine reaching for
each other. Then, in the shower we touched each other everywhere,
getting to know each other’s bodies. Everything about our
relationship has been fast, and I promised myself this wouldn’t
be. However, our desires won out. Let’s just recognize that we
got ahead of ourselves last night, but not discount what it meant
to us. I was making love to you.”
“Joe, you make me feel so sexual. I wanted you inside me last
night, but this morning it was all making love. I was horny last
night but you really made love to me. I could see in your eyes.
It made me cry for a second, but then I realized how much I cared
for you, and then I came. I never done that without my own help.
We say that we rushed things, but it really does feel right,
Joe.”
“I want you to fall for me, not for the sex. That’s what I’m
afraid of. Good sex can be intoxicating and addicting. Sometimes
you take it away and the relationship is an empty shell.” Joe
warned her.
“Oh God Joe, No. You are the most interesting person I’ve ever
met. I love your mind and the way it works the numbers. When I
sit with you and you watch sales and quotes come up I try to
think along with you, to draw your conclusions. You’re using what
I’m trying to learn and master, the logic of it all and
recognizing it. If I hadn’t had that interest, I would never have
flirted with you.”
“You flirted with me?”
“Showing up on your doorstep at 2 in the morning and TELLING you
that I was going to sleep in your bed to be with and talk to you
is what I call a flirt.”
Joe just smiled back at her; glad she was the aggressive one
early in the relationship. His conscience had told him not to
make play for a girl less than half his age, but she had been
insistent.
“I’m glad I was able to make you happy, satisfy you and show you
how much I cared for you. Last night I was a little put off that
you just wanted to have sex to make us glow, you know to lie
together. I couldn’t do that with you. I wanted to feel you
around me, to see your eyes, kiss your lips, smell and feel your
breath. I’d hoped you realized I was making love to you, not just
having sex.” Joe said to her, getting aroused again from just
looking in her eyes.
“I’m sorry. I guess it was the alcohol talking, but that is what
I wanted to do, to lay and glow with you. I imagined it that way
and when we were so aroused, I thought it was the only way to get
to that state. I saw right away that you were drinking me in and
I was ashamed a bit for being such a whore. But, when I saw your
eyes, I knew you weren’t looking at a whore. For a second I was
so mad at myself, but your eyes made me cry and feel what was
really happening.”
“Don’t ever call yourself a whore. If your heart wasn’t involved
last night I would have not been there, I swear.” Joe chided her.
“If there was a doubt about my heart, I hope I showed you this
morning. I willed you inside of me. I didn’t want to ask. That
was why I said that I would please you however you wanted, but I
really wanted you inside me. When you took me without words, I
knew our spirits were talking. We are special. Damn our ages, age
is only a number.” Selena said as she knelt up in the seat to
lean closer to Joe’s face.
“Just a few minutes ago I told you that we rushed into intimacy
and we should slow it down, and already, I want you again . . .
right now.” Joe said as he reached out to her.
“I’m glad I excite you so, because you make me crazy as well.
Where do you want me?” she asked anxiously.
“Selena, we’ll have to wait until we get home. As sexy as it
seems to do it on the spur of the moment, here, outside, waiting
until we’re home will build our want and tweak our anticipation.”
Joe said keeping on the side of caution.
Selena leaned in and kissed him. “Joe, I want to please you
anyway you want, anywhere you want. Please know that. I’ll wait
until we’re home, but then you’re mine!”
Joe smiled into her face as he ran his hand down over the curve
of her ass and gave it a squeeze. “I’ll make the best love to you
that you’ve ever known.”
“You’ve already done that.” She said with a smile and a hug.
The couple straightened themselves and Joe turned the car back
and headed towards his home. The ride was silent for a bit as
sexual tension built.
“I didn’t want our relationship to be based on sex and I already
see it going that way. You are a beautiful woman, but I want you
to love ME as much as I love the you inside that body.” Joe said,
a little whimsically.
“But Joe, getting sexy together is growing together as a couple
as well, don’t you think? Pleasing each other, getting to know
each other’s body’s, our pleasures and turn offs; isn’t that a
part of love too? “ Selena asked.
“Well of course, but I don’t want a relationship where once you
subtract the sex, nothing is left. I’ve had too many of those.
Your vision of a loving sexual relationship is out of romance
novels. You’ve never really been in a relationship like this.”
Joe said trying not to make it sound like a put down.
“Hey, that’s not fair! I’m a pretty good observer of life and I
don’t read those things. I know we have to keep ourselves vital
to each other in ways besides sex. In this short time I know we
communicate real well about the market and its effects on the
world. Plus, I know what your tastes in music are, your favorite
foods, and favorite books. I remember reading once where a girl
told her mother that she was going to sleep with her boyfriend
because she loved him. Her mother asked her what the boys middle
name was, last time he had been to a doctor, favorite food,
favorite color, where he worked, what he was taking in school,
what religion he was. She couldn’t answer any of the questions.
Her mother said, “Yet, you are going to risk a lifetime of
responsibility of a child, or a disease to someone you know so
little about.” The girl thought about the mother’s words and
waited to have sex. Well, I know all those things about you and
more. I had sex before because it seemed exciting, forbidden and
I was putting something over on my parents. The feeling of giving
and receiving I got from you just made my body respond like I
can’t describe. I’m not an infatuated little girl. I am an
intelligent woman, and you know that. Just now I felt like you
looked at me like an 18 year old kid. I hope you know that’s not
true, because if so I HAVE misread you, but I don’t think I
have.”
“I’m sorry for saying that. I guess I want to be real cautious
with you and your feelings. I wanted to hear you defend yourself
like that. I don’t want to hurt you in any way and want you to
trust me in every way.” Joe assured her.
“I do Joe. Just give me a chance to prove it and you do the same
for me.” Selena said fighting back a tear.
Joe reached over and touched her thigh and squeezed her. She put
her hand over his and held it tightly as they smiled at each
other.
Holding hands for much of the rest of the drive home, they were
silent.
When they pulled into the driveway of Joe’s home they both knew
that new horizons were about to open in their relationship.
Although somewhat afraid of what lay ahead of her, Selena was
anxious to show her commitment to Joe, even if it meant going
places sexually she hadn’t tried or imagined.
Joe didn’t want her to know, but he was just as scared. The last
thing he wanted to do was frighten her away by being too
aggressive sexually. However he saw no other way to expand and
bring a larger base to their relationship.
After but a few weeks it was apparent that their spirits were
intertwined and longing for satisfaction.
The garage opened and Joe’s sport coupe slid in, the door
finishing its work closing. Joe took a deep breath and opened his
door to swing his body out to open her door. Just as he made his
move, Selena grabbed his hand.
“Joe, I’m here because I want to be here. I’m here because I want
to give to you. I want to show you how much I am willing to
commit to you. I truly feel there is something eternal here. I
hope my words don’t scare you away, but I’ve even imagined us
being together forever.”
“After what has happened in the past I try not . . . . “ Joe
started before Selena stopped him with a finger to his lips.
“Joe, the past means nothing. Take me inside and make love to
me.” She said anxiously.
Joe didn’t need to be prodded as he leapt from his opened door
and went to her side and opened her door and helped her out and
to the elevator. As they stepped off sounds of electronic beeps
came from Joe’s office.
“Damn morning reports! They can wait. Let me go quiet them.” Joe
said as he left her arm and went to the back room as Selena sat
on the wide TV lounge sofa.
Joe returned quickly and kicked off his sandals and sat beside
her. He reached for her and she fell into his arms as they kissed
a deep tongue-probing kiss. Joe pivoted to one knee and eased
Selena back as he now hovered over her prone body. He broke the
kiss and knelt back bringing his hands to the bottom of her denim
looking top. She purred as slid in up her tanned belly and he
bent to kiss her belly button. A giggle escaped her lips as his
tongue fluttered in the inviting little belly dimple.
As his hands continued to slide up her shirt Joe’s lips left that
spot and kissed their way up her abdomen and chest until he
needed 2 hands and a little shift from her to push the shirt over
her breasts. As soon as the firm beauties came into sight she
began to pull her shirt over her head as Joe’s mouth covered one
of her engorged nipples.
“Ohhhhhhhhh.” Escaped her lips as his mouth enveloped her whole
nipple and his tongue swirled over the bud and then sucked it as
a baby would. Instinctively she went to reach for her other
nipple but Joe was quick to move his mouth to that one and repeat
the same mouthing. He brought a hand to the exposed nipple and
alternately squeezed and caressed the breast, occasionally
rolling the nipple between his fingers. As she purred and hummed
approval, Joe would switch back and forth using her breasts to
arouse her entire being with anticipation.
At one point each hand caressed a breast and he pressed his face
to her lips and they kissed deeply as she moaned into his mouth.
He kissed off her mouth and let his tongue drop to her ear as he
ran his tongue through it and then sucked the lobe, clicking his
teeth on the pearl stud in it. He kissed over her forehead and
repeated the same to her other ear. As his mouth went back to
hers his hands gave her breasts a final caress and slid down her
side. While his fingers hooked in the waist of her shorts he
broke the kiss and went back to his knees. She lifted her bottom
from the sofa to let the shorts slide over it. Joe threaded the
shorts from her legs and looked at her shapely, firm, little
body, now covered only with a thong over her mound.
“You are such a vision, so beautiful. I didn’t deserve the chance
to fall in love with you, but I’m glad you gave it to me.” Joe
said losing his breath.
“I didn’t give it to you, it just happened. We were meant for
each other. The first time our eyes met I felt something, and I
feel it still. Only now, I feel it all over.” She said with an
impish grin.
Joe reached to either side of her thong and undid the loops from
the button at each hip and pulled cloth patch from her sex. There
it looked at him totally hairless, freshly shaved, and smooth as
a baby’s bottom.
“Oh Selena, your little pussy is so beautiful, you had time to do
this after I got out of the shower? God, I love it. Don’t tell me
how you knew, but thank you for making your little treasure even
more pretty. You’re ALL treasure, my treasure.”
Selena turned red with embarrassment, but then shook a finger at
Joe.
“Now don’t get mad, but I heard from the girls talk at the store
that you liked it that way. I was almost totally clean anyway,
and I love how this feels. I originally did it for tanning, but
this is very sexy, especially with the bidet. You’re a naughty
boy, but I love you.” she said with a giggle.
“I want to kiss you there, taste you there, love you there with
my mouth.” Joe said as he dropped his face to her belly button
again and tongued it. He heard her sigh and after swirling his
tongue there again looked to her face for reaction. She smiled a
nervous smile back at him and he took it as a go ahead.
“If you ever feel uncomfortable about anything, remember I only
want what you want.” Joe assured her.
With his chin just below her navel she reached down to pet his
cheek.
“I want this.” She said with a quiver in her voice as she turned
her eyes to the side to avoid contact with his, for now.
Joe licked and kissed down her belly and abdomen and Selena
instinctively drew up her knees. He put a hand behind each thigh
to encourage her position and kissed a ring around her whole
vagina. He slid his hands down to the round of her bottom cheeks
and she dropped her feet to the bed, keeping her knees raised and
feet flat.
Joe kissed the very bottom juncture of the lips of her sex and
trailed his tongue up the groove. When he got to the major
widening of her lips her kissed them with his whole mouth,
sucking them in. She quivered and sucked in her breath.
He let them slip from his lips as he tongued the groove to the
hood of her clitoris. A simple touch of his tongue made it
respond as she moaned and visibly jumped nervously.
Not wanting to delay her pleasure any longer he put his mouth
over the hooded bud and sucked gently to engorge the bud and
retract her little hood.
“Joe, gnn, htt ohh, Ooooo.” She emoted as her hands tried to grab
the fabric of the big sofa.
Joe knew he was in her playroom now and had her on her way. He
turned his head slightly to slip his tongue between the upper
lips of her pleasure slit while running the rough side of his
tongue over her sensitive clitoris.
She sucked her breath hard through clenched teeth and exhaled
deeply through her nose as she lifted her hips a bit to push her
sex to Joe’s mouth.
“Oh God, Joe! What are you doing to me? I’m going to explode!”
She hissed at the first tremors of an orgasm like she had never
had began.
Joe knew exactly what he was doing as he slipped his hands under
the halves of her butt and worked his tongue deeper in her,
making longer strokes on her clit.
She began to draw her breath in short choppy mouthfuls as her
body began to deny her control of simple functions.
“Eeeee, Ooooooo, htt, htt, htt, Gnnnnnnnnnn, Eeeeeeeeee.” She
managed to stutter out and squeal as one wave a pleasure ran over
her and another lined up to take its place.
Selena’s reaction to Joe’s oral worship only incited him more in
his quest to show her his love and the pleasures she could reap
from it.
She was reaching the pinnacle of her orgasms as Joe pushed his
face as hard as he could into her pussy to get more friction with
his tongue on her clit. Her squeals and little whoops and screams
were getting closer together letting Joe know she was reaching
the top. Lifting her torso to his face he turned his head back to
suck and taste just her clit as it fully engorged and he heard
her breath catch. She was in the middle of a huge come as he
prodded her clit with the licking and sucking of his mouth.
Selena flailed about trying to dislodge Joe in an effort to get
her breath back.
Finally her silence broke as she got the breath she desperately
wanted.
“OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, PUHLEEEEEEZE! Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.” She shouted
as she sucked her lungs full and tried to squirm from Joe’s
persistent mouth.
When Joe noticed the fluid from her pussy was plentiful he knew
she had come very hard and he let up the pressure of his tongue
and lips. When he lifted his head she bounced her butt from his
hands and rolled to protect herself from his tongue tease. She
climbed halfway up the back of the sofa hugging the back cushion
trying to get her breath.
Joe rolled back to his knees and planted his feet on the floor
and stood. His light sweatshorts were tented out with his excited
penis filling them. He quickly peeled them down, along with his
underwear, to relieve the pressure. Quickly his hands darted to
his neglected cock for a relief rub. As Selena was still bent
over on her knees recovering from his licking he saw her wet
pussy looking straight at him.
He needed no prodding to find a home for his tortured cock.
Joe knelt back behind her and put the head of his dick to the wet
slippery lips of her pussy and he slid easily in, to his balls.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh, GOD that feels good!” Selena bellowed as she
picked her head right up from the sofa’s bed.
It took her a moment to realize that Joe was going to fuck her
silly out of sheer passion, but she caught on quickly as he began
to pound his cock hard into her depths.
“Uh-Uh-Uh-Uh-Uh-Uh-Uh.” She responded pushing herself back to his
thrusts.
“Ohh Goddddddddd, Selena I love you. I could be inside you all
day!” Joe shouted.
“Oh God, I’m cumming, CUMMMMMMING!” she shouted throwing her
head back as her words echoed in the room.
Her words incited Joe over the edge himself. He pile drove her
wildly as he neared his climax and Selena could no longer keep up
matching his strokes; she dropped her head and left her ass in
the air to take his onslaught.
“HAAAAAAAAAA, AHHHHHHHHHHHH, uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh.” Joe hollered,
followed by a long hiss as he came shot after shot into her
little body. Finally he ended his orgasm by a final slam into
her, holding her hips tight to him.
Sweat dipped from his forehead as he held her tight to him and
his breath whistled through his pursed lips.
”Oh Goddamn it Selena, are you OK? I got carried away.” He
puffed.
“I’m just fine,” she whispered through a gravelly tired voice.
“That was incredible my love. We are one, for sure now. I want
you inside me forever, but you’ve flooded me. I feel it dripping
down me.”
“Here, let me get my shorts so you don’t drip.”
“Too late. (giggle)”
Joe saw the stream of his semen leaking from Selena and he took
his shorts and put them between her legs and swooped her up in
his arms.
“Come with me my sweet, I made your mess, I’ll clean it up for
you.”
Selena half giggled again and half cried over the love and
tenderness she shared with this man, so new in her life.
“Have you used the bidet yet? Besides making you clean after
using the toilet, you can freshen after love making.” Joe said as
he set her down on her feet in the bathroom. He showed her how to
adjust the flow and temperature and in a minute or two was
patting herself dry.
She came out of the bathroom and Joe was waiting for her and
showed her to his bed where they lay together to hold each other
and talk.
“I have the feeling I wasn’t the first one to use that as a sex
clean-up.” Selena said.
“If your Mom called me on the day you were born and told me that
you would turn into the most beautiful and desirable woman I ever
saw, and she would make sure you saved yourself for me, it would
have been. C’mon lover! That’s not fair at all! You know I was a
gadabout, and I know you weren’t a virgin. What more should make
a difference to us? Why do you throw my past in my face when it
makes no difference to the future?”
“You’ll be mad, but all I think of is those girls talking about
you and me hearing one describe what you just did with me.”
“Well, you won’t be hearing THAT! I’ve made love to no one like I
just did you. Your sweetness was still on lips and aroma was
still in the air when you rolled over to put yourself out of my
reach. My cock was very uncomfortable in my shorts and I took
them off and held myself. When I saw that wet, smooth pussy of
yours in front of me, I could not resist you. You may have
thought you were hiding yourself from me, but instead you were
flaunting yourself in front of me.”
“Selena, get used to the fact that until you hear otherwise from
me, you are all I think of or desire in a woman.”
“Do you really think of me as a woman? I hope so, because you
make me feel like one. Sex was always playing and today it has
become part of my whole, my being. You made love to me and made
my body respond to you and your desires. It made me fill with my
own desires as I experienced such pleasure, and it’s a pleasure
that no one else could make for me. It was you, not your hands,
not your tongue, not your cock. It was you!” Selena confessed and
professed.
“I’ve been trying to tell you that, trying to make you
understand. That’s why when you mention others for comparisons I
get angry. But, you’ve got it now.” Joe said stroking her naked
back as she lay next to him.
“Mmmmmm, your hands feel so good on me. But it should be me
pleasing you after the way you just did me.” Selena purred.
“You think you didn’t make love to me just now. You were every
bit a part of making love to me as I was to you. Your little
pussy was like a clenched fist around me, and so pink, smooth and
beautiful when you turned it to offer to me.” Joe whispered to
her.
“I was trying to hide it from your mouth when I turned over like
that. I had no idea I was opening myself up for you. When you
plunged into me I was surprised, pleasantly for sure. I was
trying to work up the courage to give you some foreplay.” Selena
commented while hiding her face embarrassed that she enjoyed the
fucking so much.
“Never think of sex as scripted or having a formula. Lovemaking
sex should just happen and be special each time. There are no
A-B-C’s.” Joe said to soothe any guilt she might feel over what
happened.
Selena drew up a knee and turned a bit toward Joe and looked at
him sheepishly.
“When can I see you up close like you saw me? I’ve never seen a
man to inspect and answer questions I have. It’s not just a man I
want to know, it’s you. It’s you I want to make happy and make
love to.” Selena said making fleeting eye contact.
“If you went and used the bidet, you would be all clean. I’m
sorry if I seem so anxious, but you made me absolutely crazy and
I saw the joy on your face when I couldn’t stand anymore.”
“Selena, you such a little Lolita to look at, but so wise with
the world. Yet, your innocence makes me feel almost like I’m
taking advantage of you.” Joe said cautiously.
“Goddamn it Joe I’m not a stupid kid. Just when I think you’re
taking me seriously you say something like that. I’m sorry I told
you how I feel!” Selena growled at him as she sat up in the bed
and pulled a sheet up to cover her nakedness.
“You’ve got me wrong sweetness! My mind and my eyes are still
double your age, despite how mature you are. I’m sorry if I step
back from time to time and see how unbelievable you look. I AM in
love with you, just like you love me. I feel like a kid and I
guess I chastise myself for feeling this way about someone so
young.” Joe said back peddling.
‘Well, I want you to love me, just like I wanted you to make love
to me. Now I want to make love to you and you’re making it sound
like something illegal.” Selena fought back.
Joe could see he was making little progress explaining himself.
He knew what he meant, but no matter how he worded it, he felt
like he was getting in deeper.
Leaving Selena on the bed with the sheet pulled up around her, he
got up.
“I’m going to the bidet to wash myself. I’ll be back in a few
minutes. Wait for me.” He said almost as an order, almost
wishful.
“Hey!” she blurted out to stop him in his tracks, looking back at
her.
“Where did you think I was going to go?” she said with a little
grin as she looked at him sexily.
When Joe returned to the bedroom Selena hadn’t changed positions
and had a contemplative look in her eyes. Joe lay on his back
beside her and put a hand on her hip.
“You can wait and make this spontaneous.”
“This IS spontaneous. I want you now. I want to make you happy
now.” She answered back as she turned into a sitting position on
the bed beside him and ran a hand over his chest and she leaned
and kissed his lips.
She held the kiss as she swung her legs back and was on all fours
over him as she began to kiss down his chest. She kissed and
teased at his nipples and was surprised that they hardened a
little like hers.
“Oooo, are they that sensitive, like mine?”
“Well, not as much as yours, but they do send tingles through me
when you tease them. Remember that at one stage in human
development, we are the same. Your clitoris and my penis have
many of the same quality’s.” Joe said. “They both are erectile,
and your bud is as sensitive as the head of it. Remember how good
my tongue felt there? That’s why oral sex is pleasurable to us
too.”
“I sorta knew that, but . . . . “ she said as she tailed off now
kissing over his belly.
“God, Joe you smell so good and feel so good to kiss. It’s like
tasting wine, getting the bouquet and teasing your senses with
the taste and feel.” She said as she tipped an eye to catch his.
“That didn’t sound too weird, did it?”
Joe smiled and touched her face, stroking her cheek.
“No, your smell, taste and feel are pretty feral too. I think we
have a connection.”
She kissed her way down to his pubic bone and the edge of his
pubic patch, her nose in the curls as she inhaled deeply.
“Feral is right. My nostrils flared at the scent in your pubic
hair.” She said as she scooted to the end of the bed and knelt
between his legs. She put hands on either side of him and leaned
to kiss his belly button, tonguing it, remembering how good it
felt to her.
She continued placing little kisses down his belly until she
reached his tan line and then kissed the inside of his thigh,
avoiding his penis, although she looked at it as she kissed. It
was hard to avoid, it was beginning to respond to her attention
in the area. She sat up a bit and kissed the inside of the other
thigh but realized that he was erect enough for her not to avoid
it any longer. She sat back on her legs and looked at his eyes
and blushed before reaching out with her hand for his cock.
“It’s pretty. God, how I love how it feels inside me. As I look
at it I can remember the shape and how it feels on my sensitive
parts. Your foreskin is all the way back, does it hurt when the
skin moves?”
“No, it crawls up when it gets soft, but when I’m excited it
retracts all the way. When its really engorged and you’re so wet,
like before, it slides in and out of you with out retracting at
all. But if you use your hand on it, the skin will slide with
your hand. Touch me.”
Selena reached out and took him in her hand, being careful how
tight she held it. She ran her hand up and down and saw how the
skin moved with it, the shroud going over and back on the head.
“See, it’s like the hood on your clit.”
“I was just thinking that. It feels good in my hand. Do you like
the feel?”
Joe expelled a big sigh. “GODDD, it feels good in your hand,
they’re so soft. Hold my balls in your other hand.”
Selena drew both her hands back at his words.
“What’s the matter, too fast?” Joe asked.
“You said you wanted spontaneous. I barely know what your cock
feels like. Be a good boy like I was a good girl for you. Shhhh.
Lie back and enjoy.” She scolded him.
Selena wore a self-assured little grin as she leaned forward
again and took his penis in her hand. It was fully engorged now
and she ran her hand up and down its length, careful not to let
the foreskin roll over the head.
Joe sighed again at how good it felt, but Selena took it as a
sign of impatience.
“You are such a spoiled brat, let me go at my own pace!”
“I just groaned because it felt good, sweets. Cut me some slack.”
“So, I’m doing good? I just want to make you happy and get to
know you. Hey, what’s that?” Selena asked as a clear pearl
appeared at the tip of his penis.
“It’s pre-cum. The body’s lube job before it sends out my seed.”
“Wow, they thought of everything.” She laughed, as she put her
finger on the tip and swirled it around.
She stroked him a few more times and saw she was having great
effect on him. As another clear pearl appeared at the tip of his
cock she sat back on her legs appearing frustrated. Then she bent
and touched her tongue to the tip of his cock to taste the pearl.
Then she kissed the tip and sat back.
“I want you inside of me.” She said impatiently, as Joe crooked
his finger to her.
She straddled his torso to walk on her knees to him. As soon as
she felt his cock brush against her pussy she realized what she
could do. Her wetness accommodated her just fine as she pushed
back and his cock, helped by a thrust from him, impaled her.
“Oooofffff, oh God I’ve never . . .Holy . . .I’m fucking YOU!”
Joe grinned and put his hands on her hips.
“You’ve never ridden before? Take it as you want, but all the
tease has me ready to come, real soon!”
Selena thought for a minute and stopped her impaled ride. She
laid her chest down on his and cuddled to the nape of his neck.
“We can let him calm down a bit. You smell so nice and feel so
good filling me up. I love you!” She said as she purred hearing
his heart pound in his chest. She lifted her head and kissed his
lips.
“ . . .and I kissed it! I tasted your lube juice. Did you like my
kiss?”
“Yes, of course. You’re so cute. I keep waiting to wake up from
this dream.”
“I’ll do more, I know I will. I was just a little scared and
impatient.” She said as almost an apology to him.
“Shhhhhh, in time, at your pace, spontaneously.” He cautioned
her.
Once again Selena hugged her head to Joe’s neck.
“We’re going so fast it seems, but it all feels so right. You
make me feel so much a woman, and I can’t get enough. I really
think I love you.” She whispered.
“Just don’t force it pet. Let it happen. I feel the same way too
and I’m scared as hell. I’ve fallen in love before, but never
like this.” Joe said as he began to move his hips at her.
Selena sat up and took control of the ride and began to slam her
ass down onto Joe’s cock hard.
“Ohhhhh, this feels so damn good, I love fucking you! Give me
your cock, harder, harder!” Selena said as she bent to hug her
face to his and he took control of the thrusts.
“Ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh. Godddd, I’m cumminggggggg!!!” she wailed in
his ear.
“I’m there too baby! Fuck with me!” Joe said as he slammed into
her pumping his seed deep up her vagina.
Soon they were quiet in each other’s arms, his penis still
buried, but shrinking, in her pussy.
“I love you, Joe. You fit so perfect into me. I never thought it
could be like this.”
“It will only get better, sweets.” Joe said as he hugged her to
him even tighter.
Selena drifted off into a dreamy sleep thus making her weight a
dead weight on Joe. Joe ran his hands down her sides and she
started a moment and then smiled at him, rolling off him.
She sighed as she locked eyes with him.
“I’m leaking all over your bed. I’m sorry.” She grinned.
Joe shrugged his shoulders and gave her a knowing smile.
Sexually they had turned some corners, but Joe knew that Selena
had to get back to school and studies before she would school
herself with Joe again. It was late Sunday afternoon and the
studies of an accelerated student beckoned.
CHAPTER 7
When Joe let Selena off at her dorm he wanted her again already,
and Selena made no secret that she was as randy for him.
“You can come up if you want. We’ll be alone for a while.” She
teased.
“As much as you know I want to, it would be irresponsible on both
our parts. Call me before you go to bed, no matter how late, OK?”
Joe asked of her.
Selena agreed and got out and walked to her door knowing Joe was
watching the sway of her hip as she disappeared into the dorm.
Joe went home and sat in his living room and pondered his
situation for more than a couple hours.
“How can I be so taken with a woman, half my age, in just a few
weeks time.” He thought to himself.
There was no one thing to put his finger on. Their interests in
the world were salient and their views of what was important
economically and its effects on the world were also like. Life’s
simple pleasures, food, nature, music and art made them smile and
introspective to the point of conversation. There were few, if
any subjects, that they could not each speak of intellectually.
Then of course was the sex. While their first time with
intercourse was a wham-bam, but since it had been spectacular
lovemaking. He smiled at himself, thinking how wise the sexually
naïve Selena just wanted to relieve the sexual tension so their
coo and woo could proceed. She wasn’t afraid to say she was
“horny as hell” and it was a distraction.
Her sexual expectations were high when she had her first affair
with an older college student, but he disappointed her in that
department. The only “high” she got was the fact she was sneaking
around to break the good girl, goody two-shoes, image she had of
herself. After all, she was still of high school age then.
Now she had orgasms free and easy with the experienced Joe. She
had never been afraid to bring herself off to ecstasy, but the
tremors she felt now were beyond any expectation. Plus, she was
opening sexual horizons at Joe’s hands. Where oral sex had always
been something she never thought she could consider, one session
with Joe’s mouth making love to her smooth slit told her she was
missing great pleasure. However, the other side of the act, with
her participation with the prone Joe, was exciting but scary to
her.
She had no doubt it would some day happen, but when? While she
explored and inhaled the man musk in his genitals she knew there
was a hunger within her. Her own sex leaked and called for her to
sate herself. As she stroked up a pearl of his pre-cum she barely
had to think about just licking it off. She may have continued
that act, except her own needs became too great for her to bear.
She kissed his penis lovingly and told him she needed it. She
hadn’t expected him to want her to sit on him. When she felt him
at her entrance it became so obvious to her, as well as loving
the thrill of controlling the act. It was then she knew that the
doors to sexual pleasure had barely been cracked and if she
trusted him she would find great pleasure.
While Joe sat and contemplated the last hours he spent with
Selena, she was across town doing the same, with much the same
take on her experience. The only difference was, she couldn’t
keep her hands away from herself. To her, it seemed her clit had
grown over the past 2 days. The little bud stood up prominently
after shedding its hood. The fact that 3 spit filled fingers were
rolling over it may have encouraged the little growth spurt
though. Thinking of Joe and the way he made love to her was all
the encouragement she needed to relieve herself. Studies be
damned, she couldn’t even think of opening a book until this yoke
had been pulled from her sexual shoulders.
Afterwards while she lay in her reverie she thought of how sexual
she had become in the past few weeks. Bouts of horniness were
nothing new to a beautiful young woman who was discovering the
joys of sex. However, she was becoming more and more aware that
her needs were getting insatiable.
-------------------------------------------------------
The next few weeks were frustrating to both Joe and Selena with
the school workload taking its toll on her. She had to give up
her hours at The Corner Store to keep up with studies, and that
meant even less time for Joe. They spent lots of time on the
phone, in late night hours when Selena should have been sleeping,
but she really feared that giving in to the temptation to meet
with him would have ruined the roll she had going with school.
Joe bit his lip and went to his hand more than he had in years to
keep himself in check and avoid doing something stupid.
When it became apparent Selena would have a free night before a
Founders Day Holiday at the college she called and wanted Joe to
make special plans.
Joe made a reservation at an Italian Restaurant, famous for it’s
exclusivity, followed by tickets to see the second show of Billy
Joel at the local arena.
When Joe’s plans were not for a night of sex, Selena was
disappointed.
“I thought you would be happy! You love Italian and Billy Joel is
your favorite and we have third row seats.” Joe said, a little
peeved.
“I just wanted to be with you!” She whined.
“Who did you think you were going to be with, Robert Redford,” He
smart-alecked to her.
“Well, I THOUGHT you would want to lock me in a room and screw me
silly. I thought you were as frustrated as me.” She said,
perturbed.
There was a long silence on the phone for a moment before Joe
spoke.
“Honey, I would love to make love to you all night long, but not
screw you silly. I was hoping we could do something to enrich our
relationship. No offense, but if getting laid were all I needed
and wanted, how special would we be? Yes, I admit that I am
frustrated, but if we go out and spend time together eating,
talking and enjoying each other, enjoying the music, when we get
home I think we may want each other even more.”
“Is this what YOU want, Joe?” Selena asked, a bit exasperated.
Joe began to burn a long fuse.
“Selena! YOU asked me what I wanted to do with our first night
out in 2 weeks. The past 2 weeks we have spoken for about an hour
a night on the phone and the only mention of sex was that we were
both wanting it. But that doesn’t mean we have to lock ourselves
in a room and “screw ourselves silly” as you say. To base our
relationship on sex isn’t what I want to do. Yes, I love making
love to you and there is so much more I can show you as far as
physical pleasure. However, I was under the impression that we
would be together somewhat long term and we would have time for
it all. I guess I’m a silly old guy who wants to see you smile at
my words, enjoy a good meal, join me in conversation, and sing
along to songs played by one of your favorites. We have so much
in common on so many levels, I want to find more to see if what
we have is real and enrich it. To know that you enjoy sex, and
for you to know I enjoy it with you, is hardly the stuff of
rocket scientists. I thought we were special!” Joe said
accentuating the aggravation he felt.
“You always give me that “special” line, like I don’t think we
are. I don’t just fuck anyone and I didn’t kiss your dick to see
what it tasted like. I love you, god damn it and don’t ever think
I am any less serious or committed than you, Joe. Thinking about
you making love to me every night for the past 13 days has made
me want you more than ever and I guess 18 year old hormones
aren’t as patient as 40 year old ones. I thought you would want
to be alone.” Selena snapped back.
“We will be alone, alone together! I’ll show you a special night
and make you laugh and sing. By morning I’ll have made you swoon
and scream as well. How’s that?”
Selena saw where his outlook was better and more towards building
the relationship than hers. She knew he would satisfy the needs
and wants she held for him. She still had the wild hornys for
him, but knew they would only intensify as their night went on.
“I’m sorry. I guess I’m thinking like a love struck teenager.”
She conceded. “You are right and I know you will take good care
of my needs. I just can’t . . . “
“Selena, I know,” Joe interrupted her. “I know the pressure
you’re under at school. You’re just at the end of your first
month of your third year and your friends are just starting
college and you have no one to talk to. I understand.” He said
soothingly. “These professors know that they barely have time to
get the course in and they’re front loading it and peppering you
with quizzes left and right to enforce it with you. I know! It
will ease up soon, I promise. Why do you think I haven’t
complained all that much about not seeing you for the past 2
weeks? I know what you’re going through; not sleeping, study,
study, study and you want to be with me as well. Don’t let the
situation ruin us. Better to put us on hold until you get firmly
tracked. I’m patient. I can wait for you. I want you to be
successful, and I want you to be with me as well. If we run to
the bedroom every free chance we get, that’s all we’ll be about.
Trust me on this. I’ve been there.”
Selena sighed deeply into the phone. “I KNOW you’re right and I’m
trying to relieve the pressure by thinking of you, late at night
in bed, umm. . . . you know. I should be trying to relieve the
pressure by comparing notes with my friends, but they’re all
confused as freshman and want MY advice. Until this week, I was
barely treading water. Maybe that’s why I want you so bad right
now, but I do feel like maybe I’m just getting over the hump,
work-wise, here at school. You are so understanding, my Joseph.
It’s nice to know it went the same way for you, and look how you
turned out. We should have broached this before. I can’t wait for
our night out. My last class ends at 5:30. Can you pick me up at
the dorm and bring me home to shower and dress?”
“Sure! Better yet, just get your clothes and tell your Dad you’ll
shower at my place.” Joe half kidded with her as the other end of
the line went silent.
“ . . . . . . . . I better not Joe. He still expects me to be
home for quite a bit tomorrow as well. He took the day off from
work. I’m not totally ready to tell him ALL about you. He knows
you’re older, and he’s real happy you’ve never been married. He
doesn’t need to know he’s only a year older than you, . . yet. My
Mom knows I’m not coming home tonight. She’ll inform him after I
leave. She’s not real happy about it, but she recognizes I am 18.
She staked you out at the Corner Store one morning. I told her
what kind of car you drive and that you go there every morning
for papers and coffee. She thinks you’re very handsome and don’t
look your age. She says it’s because you never had kids.”
“Maybe I should just bring you home later.”
“NO! I want to wake up with you. It’s all I’ve dreamed about. My
Dad will have to accept the fact that I’m a grown woman and have
fallen in love. I know it’s only been a couple months, but I’ve
never felt so sure of anything. I have to get to class now. I’ll
be back to the dorm just after 5:30 and I just need to pick up a
change of clothes. I can’t wait to see you and kiss you.
Bye-Bye.” She said as she hurriedly hung up and dashed off to
class.
Joe knew that tomorrow was going to be the day he dreaded, he
would meet her father. If he set aside their ages and really saw
what they had, he would understand. But somehow, he doubted that
would enter into the first meeting. Joe knew he would be seen as
the predator. He promised himself not to get defensive and to
take whatever Selena’s Dad dished out. In her Dads mind, this was
the man who just spent the night with his daughter, doing God
knows what. Joe decided to let him swallow that and to take
whatever the reaction to him was in stride, at least on this
first meeting. He knew there would be battles later on.
CHAPTER 8
Joe slid his little sports coupe into the dorm parking lot and
scanned the area for Selena. Just as he parked the car he saw 2
girls round the corner, one being Selena. Upon seeing Joe she ran
in mid sentence to meet him. Without even having a chance to get
out of the car her lips were on his, kissing him.
“Oooo I just had to get my lips on yours. God, I can’t wait to
hold you. Let me dash upstairs and I’ll be right back.” Selena
said, barely taking time to breath.
She ran from the car and met her girlfriend again as they both
went into the dorm together, with Selena chattering, probably
about Joe.
When Joe saw her open the dorm door he alit from the car to greet
her properly. With a few books and a small duffle and purse she
ran to meet him again.
Joe had just been moving to her side of the car to open her door
when her arms enveloped him.
This was a proper hug and kiss as she held her things, still in
her hand, behind Joe’s head as they probed tongues together in
anticipation of loving each other later.
“Let’s go, we have to beat the clock to get started. Dinner
reservations are 7:30. We have time for this later.” Joe said
breaking the kiss.
“Can I tell you just one thing?” Selena asked, still holding his
face close to hers.
“You make me feel like such a whole woman. I’ve always felt like
a little kid here at Poly among the rest of the population. Now I
feel like such a whole woman, a whole person; a woman, a person
with a fire that burns inside me for you, my love. I wanted you
to know that. Let’s get going!” She said as she let Joe open her
door and she got in.
Selena’s excitement for being away from school and the pressures
of studies was obvious by her never-ending litany of the things
she wanted to do on her day off. Joe barely had a chance to get a
word in by the time they got to her house.
“OK, it’s 5:45. Our dinner reservation is at 7:30 and we can walk
to the Arena from there for the 9:30 show. I will be back here in
one hour. Can you do that?” Joe asked.
“It will be close, but I think I can make it. I have what I want
to wear all planned out in my head and my Mom will help with my
hair. You better have your cute butt back here in an hour or I’ll
come and get YOU!” she joked as she gave him a peck on the lips
and dashed from the car.
Joe rushed the short distance to his house and got showered and
changed. He finished his look for the evening with a blazer and
tie, wanting to be sure he looked special. The rush was for a
reason. He planned to get to Selena’s 15 minutes early to meet
her father. He wanted to get this out of the way, as it had been
weighing heavily on him. It wasn’t how Selena had wanted it, but
she was putting it off, and now was the time for Joe.
At 6:30 Joe was at her door ringing her bell.
Scott Hanson answered the door already knowing who was calling.
“Ah, you must be Selena’s father. My name is Joe Johnson, I’m
here for her, and we’re going to dinner and a concert.” Joe said
a bit nervously.
Scott Hanson extended his hand and shook Joe’s and invited him
in.
“Selena, your date is here.” He yelled up the stairs.
A voice from a room off the upstairs landing yelled back.
“I KNOW! Someone’s early.” Came a peeved voice.
Scott turned to Joe and half smiled. Before he could say anything
Joe spoke up.
“I came bit early to meet you so you would know who she was with,
so you wouldn’t have to worry. I’m really quite taken with your
daughter, she’s quite special.”
“Special she is! She’s said that she was seeing someone she also
thought was special. I know that you haven’t pressured her into
being lax on her studies to see each other and I commend you for
that. She says you had a similar experience.”
“Yes, I did. I was pushed ahead 2 years and also went to
PolyTech. As a matter of fact, the think tank she will be on Wall
Street for is one I wanted for a long time. I envy her in that
situation, but I know the tough time she is having right now. The
first half semester of the third year is a grinder.”
Scott wore the same half smile from before.
“I know you two haven’t been seeing each other long, but your
intentions are clear if I read the two of you right. She’s
elusive when I ask your age, but I can see you’re at least 30. I
also know you run your family’s construction company and you are
a Wall Street bird dog. So, I don’t think you’re a hound. Just be
honest with her, and with me. She’s still my little girl, no
matter what.”
“Don’t worry Mr. Hanson I . . . .” Joe started to say before he
stopped and stared.
Selena was coming down the stairs in a long dress that hugged her
curves; a wine colored affair with gold accents and buttons. Her
hair was up with wispy locks falling at the sides.
Scott Hanson turned to see what had caught Joe’s attention and he
smiled.
“I guess I will never get used to how beautiful you are.” Joe
said to Selena. “ I will be so proud to go anywhere with you
knowing that every man who sees you will do a double take. You
are that breathtaking.”
Selena blushed deeply and looked at her father for reaction. Mr.
Hanson kept looking first at Selena, and then at Joe, trying to
read their eyes and reactions. It was clear that the attraction
and electricity between the two was palpable.
Joe walked from his position where he was talking to Mr. Hanson
to the bottom step and extended his hand. Selena took it, smiled
and kissed Joe right on the lips.
“You look quite handsome yourself, thank you.
Mom!! Come see how handsome my Joseph is!!” She yelled up the
stairs.
Joe blushed himself as he saw the attractive Mrs. Hanson come to
the top of the stairs and begin stepping down.
“Hello, I’m Betty Hanson and I’m so pleased to meet you, Joe.”
Selena’s Mom said as she extended her hand.
Joe cordially extended his hand and then turned to Selena and
offered his arm.
“We should go so we can park and be there for our table. It’s
been so nice to meet you both.” Joe said as he whisked Selena to
the door.
“Don’t be too late!” They heard Scott Hanson holler as they went
off the porch.
“Hurry Joe,” Selena said. “My Mom is probably breaking the news
to him right now that I won’t be home till morning.”
“Oh Great! So he might be on the porch with a shotgun before we
get away?”
“No, that won’t be necessary, he can grill you at breakfast.”
“Breakfast?”
“That was part of the deal with my Mom. If I stayed the night, I
had to bring you back for breakfast so you could meet my Dad and
he could get things out of his system. I guess I didn’t mention
that before. I know it’s a surprise, but you showing up 15
minutes early was a surprise as well. IF I HAD KNOWN THAT, I
wouldn’t have agreed to the breakfast. So we’re both guilty of a
little deception.”
Joe chuckled. “I don’t think your Dad is the shotgun type, even
if you stay the night and we show up together. He can assume we
had sex, but he’ll never know. But, he will know that you think
I’m pretty special and old Dad is going to have to start sharing
his daughter. Isn’t that the point of the whole thing anyway?”
“In essence, yes. I won’t hide and sneak around because that only
causes distrust, and I don’t want that.” Selena agreed.
“OK then, enough about everyone else. The only 2 people in the
world from here on in tonight are you and I. How’s that?” Joe
said emphatically.
Selena took his hand from the console and kissed it to express
her assent.
She kissed it a second time and took the tip of his middle finger
in her mouth and rolled her tongue over it. He looked at her as
if to say something, and she just smiled back as suggestively as
she could. The rest of the ride to the restaurant was quiet as
they both fought off arousal; he with a thickening in his
underwear, she with anticipatory juices leaking into hers.
Dinner could not have been better. It was a sexy night of wine,
candlelight, and great food all topped off with homemade spumoni.
Joe heard his watch beep for nine o’clock and he knew they should
be going.
“We have just enough time to walk to the arena across the way. We
can go in the VIP entrance and skip the crowds. Johnson
Construction holds a VIP box and I was able to exchange it for
these 2 seats. The box has 8 seats so they can make a nice
profit.”
The concert was everything they expected and more. Billy Joel was
Billy Joel putting on a great show. As he came back on for his
encore Selena nudged Joe, “Why don’t we beat the throng and get a
head start home. You know the encore will be Piano Man. Besides I
really need to visit the powder room.”
Joe took her up on the suggestion and scooted down the aisle
while everyone stood clapping for the encore. Joe used an ID to
get them through a VIP exit and into the arena offices and easy
exit.
As they rode home through the city and into the suburbs Selena
started humming a favorite Joel song and Joe add lyrics to it and
then they traded verses back and forth. When Joe forgot a line
they both laughed and Selena leaned over and put her head on his
shoulder.
“Is it OK to tell you how much I want you now?” Selena asked.
Joe smiled and reached over and patted her hip.
“You don’t seriously think there has been a moment that I haven’t
wanted you in the past 2 weeks, do you? We have the night to make
each other happy, to make love. We’re almost home.” Joe said.
Selena sighed deeply knowing that the moment she had waited for
all week was near.
True to his word, Joe’s little roadster was in the garage in
moments and he was getting her door. His arthritic knees were
barking from all the walking and sitting of the evening, but it
didn’t seem to matter now.
They were on and off the elevator in moments and in the living
room.
“Why don’t you sit on he sofa and open the curtains. I’ll get us
an ice wine nightcap and we can look at the view of the city
lights and talk before bed.”
As soon as Joe sat down and handed her a cordial glass of ice
wine she took a short sip and turned to Joe. He took her glass
and set the two of them down and wrapped his arms around her as
he drew her face to kiss her. The kiss was long and deep as his
hands slid down to the curve of her ass. She moaned into his
mouth as their tongues played and she moved a hand to his tie and
loosened it, never losing his lips. Boldly she dropped a hand to
his crotch and felt his penis, already growing. Joe would have
ran a hand to her sex, but the long dress was going to mean he
had to take it almost off to get at her there. Instead he worked
the buttons on the back of her dress. Once they were undone to
the middle of her back he broke the kiss and peeled the front of
her dress down to reveal her breasts. He sighed and moaned at
their beauty and the satisfaction they were his.
He reattached his lips to hers as he fondled her gently. As she
moaned approval he felt her pull the tab on his zipper. Once
down, she fished into the opening and carefully drew him out. He
moaned the same satisfaction she did upon freeing her breasts.
She stroked him up and down a few times and broke her kiss.
“Let’s get this coat off you, your shoes and pants. Then I’ll
slip out of my dress.” Selena said while running her hands inside
his coat over his shoulders to push off the coat.
“Lay back and lift up, I’ll get your pants.” She whispered to Joe
as he lay back and closed his eyes, lifting his ass to
accommodate her taking his pants down.
Her hand reached for his cock again and stroked it as he still
lay reveling in her touch.
He was about to push himself up to help her with her dress when
he felt a warm mouth drop over the head of his cock.
“Oh Selena, Ohhhh Selena!” he groaned a he came to the
realization that she was taking the whole head of his cock in her
mouth and sucking it like a Tootsie Pop.
“Do you like that? I want to make you happy. It feels so smooth
in my mouth.” She said as she dropped her lips over it again.
She moved her mouth up and down a little bit, but mostly sucked
the whole head in her mouth and then let it out, with Joe
groaning deeply.
“Stop honey, you’ll make me come too fast. You don’t want that.”
Joe warned her
She looked up at him and smiled. “ I DO want that, but not
tonight. I DO want to taste you, your juices. You tasted me and I
want to taste you. I will do anything for you Joseph, to make you
happy. I’ve fantasized about it all while I dreamt of being with
you for the past 2 weeks. Be patient with me and we can have each
other any way you want. I want everything with you Joseph. I know
it’s been a short time, but I want you forever. Don’t say
anything about that, though. Lets just enjoy these moments. We
have our whole lives to be together.”
Joe smiled at his little treasure as she kissed his penis one
more time, and then stood. Joe sat up as she turned around to let
him undo the rest of the buttons on the back of the dress. The
last button was just over the cleavage of her buttocks and as he
undid it he began to shinny the clinging dress over her hips. She
wore no panties and as soon as her sex was exposed he put his arm
across her abdomen and pushed his fingertips to the middle of her
back as he squat down. She complied with his wish to bend
forward. As she did her split came into view and his mouth went
to it like a magnet to steel. Her musk intoxicated him as he
pushed the dress from one leg and she pulled one foot out and
spread her legs a bit to accommodate him.
Selena groaned and mewled as he licked at her pussy, but the
bending position was too confining for her.
“Let me sit on the sofa, I don’t want to get dizzy here, bending
over.” She said breathlessly.
As Joe pulled his head from her crotch he let his tongue trail up
over her little squeezed butt hole, then pausing to tickle it
with his tongue.
She groaned in surprise and then stood and was going to sit on
the sofa when he took her in his arms, gripping her and sweeping
her legs up, carrying her to the bedroom. She pulled her head to
his and hugged it and whispered.
“You naughty boy, kissing my behind!” she said as her tongue
snaked in his ear.
He had just gotten to the bed, but before he set her down he
whispered back.
“I’ll do more than kiss it, I’ll make you come there. But, your
pussy is mine now.” He snickered as he set her down on the pulled
back sheets.
Selena spread her legs just in time for Joe to press his face to
her pussy. Her baby smooth hairless pussy filled his mouth as he
sucked her mound into his mouth, drilling his tongue to her clit.
“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh I’ve dreamt of that all every night Joe!!” she
groaned as she writhed on the bed under his tongue.
“Unhh unhhhh Gooodddddddddddd that feels so good. That’s why I
put your cock in my mouth. To show you how good this feels. Eat
me baby.” She screamed.
Joe didn’t need any encouragement as he licked at her clit and
slurped up her volume of juices. She was as horny as he had seen
any woman and her lube and wetness flowed. Her smooth pussy made
it easy to frame with his fingers as he vised her vulva between
his forefingers and licked at it. After each long lick his tongue
would dance on her engorged clit and her butt began to bounce on
the bed. She was reaching a saturation point early, but he had
much more licking and sucking he wanted to do. The 2 weeks was
long for him as well.
To give her clit a rest he ran his tongue down her lips and slid
his hands up the back of her legs to raise them. He trailed over
her perineum and touched her asshole with his tongue. She shot a
hand down to protect her over stimulated pussy just as he touched
her most private place. He flicked his tongue a few more times
over her rosebud and then pressed his mouth to it hard and did
his best to push it in, swathing it back and forth. It was a new
and exciting feeling for her, but she trusted Joe and relaxed and
enjoyed it along with the vibrations she still felt in her pussy.
Her protective hand was doing more than protecting her vagina
now, Joe saw close-up that her middle finger was oscillating on
her button. He gave her butt one more drilling with his tongue
and slid his face up to her slit again, pushing her hand away. He
formed an O with his mouth and took her hood and clit between his
lips and lightly massaged it with his tongue. Then he broke his
lips apart and drilled hard at the clit, sawing his tongue back
and forth. Her orgasm was building again.
As she was reaching the nadir of the pleasure she was having Joe
gathered saliva and her wetness that had pooled at the bottom of
her lips on his middle finger. Just as her orgasmic screech began
to ring in the room her slid that wet finger to her asshole and
slid it in.
“EEEEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHH! Oh God, Oh God!! NGGGGGG
NGGGGGGGG.” She wailed as she pumped her face to his mouth and
fucked her ass on his finger at the same time.
Finally she reached overload. It was feeling too good and she was
sure either her heart or her clit would explode.
“NOOOOOOO NOOOOOOOO!! OooooOoooooo PLEASE PLEASE” she whined
loudly as she turned herself on the bed out of reach of his
tongue and off of his finger.
She breathed a heavy grinding guttural purr as she gathered her
senses and wits after the mind and body wrenching she just went
through.
She suddenly felt an embarrassment having displayed such pleasure
so loudly and physically. As her breathing and thought processes
got on track she realized she felt a void in her bottom where she
had wantonly fucked his finger a few minutes before.
“Oh God, I’m so bad. I didn’t think I got that loud, and what did
you do to my butt, Joseph? I’ve never played there before and it
happened so fast, I . . . “
“Don’t be embarrassed, part of making love is letting yourself
go,” Joe whispered, “And all the nerve endings that give you so
much pleasure up front can be reached through the back too. You
seemed to enjoy that quite a bit, I didn’t move hardly at all.
You were doing that to yourself. I WANT you to feel new things
and be comfortable. Remember, you’re with ME. Anything we do for
sexual pleasure is OK. I love you.”
Selena misted up in tears and pulled Joe’s face to hers to kiss.
“We’ve talked about love, making love, said we were falling in
love, but you’ve never said “I LOVE YOU” before. God, I’ve wanted
to hear those words, Joseph. I LOVE YOU, as well.” Selena said
over flowing with joy.
Joe pushed her back a bit and swung a leg between hers and
without as much as one errant poke, sunk his cock into her to his
balls. He laid all his weight on her and held her head in his
hands, his thumbs just beside her cheekbones, his mouth an inch
from hers.
“I do love you Selena, with all my heart. I hope you knew that
before I said it, but I’ll tell you everyday.”
Selena pulled his body tighter to hers and mashed her lips to
his. She broke the kiss to ask, “Everyday, is that every day,
forever?”
“Nothing would make me happier.” Joe said as he shifted some of
his weight off of her and onto his knees so he could begin to
thrust into her. He needed to have his own orgasm now.
Selena answered every thrust with a low tone from her throat and
a push from her hip. She knew he would be cumming soon and she
wanted to be with him.
“Pound me hard Joe. Give it to me deep.” She prodded him
excitedly.
Joe stopped his thrusts and fell back on his knees pulling from
her. With his hands on her hips he showed her he wanted her to
turn over. She quickly flipped to her knees and pressed her
breast to the bed with her ass high in the air for him. He smooth
slit, now shiny with their juices, seemed to beckon him as he
slammed home into her.
“Ugh ugh ugh ugh!” he grunted as he slammed into her.
He looked down at the shapely ass in front of him and saw her
little asshole dilated as her body gave itself to just her sexual
pleasure. The inviting sight of her cute little rear with that
open hole was more than he could resist. He took a hand from her
hip and spit on his thumb and brought it right to the opened hole
and sunk it into her and pumping the same rhythm his cock was in
her pussy.
“OHHHHH,” she startled, drawing a big breath. “YES, TAKE ME!” she
shouted in approval of the sudden intrusion as she put her weight
on her shoulders and tried to wrap her arms around herself, it
seemed.
Joe looked down and saw her face turning white from its beet red
orgasmic state.
She was having a huge orgasm as he felt his cock and his thumb
being gripped from the inside. She stiffened until a loud squeak
came from deep in her throat and she got her breath as the orgasm
loosed it grip.
“GODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD, OHHHHHHHH, OH, OH, OH, OH,” she shouted
as she began to push back in earnest with her hips. “Fuck me,
FUCK MY HOLES LOVER.”
Joe could take no more as he felt his balls tighten.
“ARGHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhh.” He groaned as he began to shoot hard
volleys of sperm into her, matching each shot with a thrust. Six
times he felt a shot leave his cock into her womb with the most
satisfying orgasm he could remember. But then he suddenly felt
her body go limp from exhaustion. His thumb came from her rear
channel and he fell onto her, hugging her body to him and kissing
the back of her neck. His arthritis knees had taken all they
could and he rolled off to the side, his softening penis popping
from her vagina.
With his eyes closed he lay and enjoyed the post orgasmic state,
his whole body shuddering every few moments as little tremors
from his orgasm rang through his body. He became aware of her
weight shifting on the bed and felt her lips kiss his face. With
eyes still closed as he enjoyed the tremors he chuckled to her.
“We’re awesome aren’t we?” Selena said as she matched his laugh.
“That was the best of a lifetime. If you never made love to me
again, that one would last forever. Goddddddd!”
Joe could only agree with a long hum as he still shook from his
sexual spasm.
He was about to utter his first words when he felt her hand take
his penis. He was about to push her away from the sensitive
little man when her mouth went around the head and her tongue
swathed over it.
“Ooooooo, Selena What are you doing, I’m so sensitive!” He said
as she sucked the head one more time with a tongue swirl.
“You had a big drop hanging there, plus I wanted to thank him
with a big kiss.” She laughed. “I told you I wanted to taste you,
and now I have. Salty but sexy, and it tastes like you.”
The vision of the innocent Selena telling him she liked tasting
him while still reveling in the feel of her soft lips and tongue
on his penis head made him shudder once again causing another
large blob of sperm to ooze from him.
Selena looked at him and then at his cock, quickly dropping her
mouth over him, sucking.
“Oh God, Selena NO!” He said as her mouth tortured his
ever-sensitive cock.
“No more!” he said as he grabbed himself as she lifted her head.
“Can’t take anymore?” she joked. “I just loved your taste, like
you do mine.”
Joe was wasted on the bed from the lovemaking and her post coital
ministrations. He rolled to his side to fall asleep and patted
the bed for her to join in.
“I’m full of your come,” she said as she placed her hand over her
sex as if to catch it running out as the flow started. “I have to
take care of something, be right back.”
Joe propped up to watch her cute bottom leave the room and she
looked back and caught him. She winked and took her hand from her
pussy and showed him some of the ejaculate she had caught, and
then licked her middle finger suggestively.
Joe smiled and wondered what kind of sexual dynamo he had
awakened in her. Moments later he heard the bidet fountain and
before he knew it, she was cuddled beside him and they slept
deeply until the 7 a.m. alarm.
CHAPTER 9
The buzz of the alarm startled Joe from his sleep and he quickly
hit the snooze and lay back next to Selena. He looked over at her
and she looked so sweet and innocent he could not resist propping
up on an elbow to stare at the young beauty. After a few moments
he leaned and kissed her cheek and then her lips in hopes of
waking her.
As she began to stir, he leaned and whispered in her ear, “ . .
and the handsome prince kissed Sleeping Beauty to wake her from
her deep sleep.”
Selena smiled and fluttered her eyes open and blinked until she
focused.
“I didn’t fall asleep with a handsome prince. I fell asleep with
a naughty boy who played with my bottom and showed me pleasures I
never knew of. I just loved your taste and how sexy it makes me
feel to know it’s from you. I would have thought I was a naughty
girl by doing this a few weeks ago, but you’ve made me feel so
special, so different, so sexy. Remember you said, I Love You,
last night? Well, I love you too.” Selena said softly as if she
rehearsed her lines in her sleep.
“I love you even more this morning. I keep thinking I am going to
wake up from this dream I have that a beautiful princess has
fallen in love with me. But, you’re still here.” He said back
softly to her as her kissed her lips again.
“I’ll always be here, I promise. Believe my words Joseph. I can’t
imagine loving anyone else.”
“I know those are strong words Selena, but I feel the same way.
I’ve been in love before, but never like this. We are special.”
Joe said as he slipped over on top of her and kissed her deeply.
As the kiss finished Selena pushed his face away.
“You have morning mouth and I’m sure I do as well. Let’s go
brush our teeth and shower. We have to be at my parents at 8
o’clock for breakfast.”
Joe knew she was right on both counts and struggled to get his
achy knees from the bed and then pad to the bathroom. He lifted
the toilet seat and let a hard yellow stream fly as Selena walked
in.
“Jeepers, you could have warned me!” she said, half alarmed.
“Sorry, I live alone and I usually don’t have to close the door.”
“I’m just kidding Joe. Actually it looks kind of cute. I love
your beautiful cock.
Just hurry up, I need to relieve myself as well.” She laughed.
While Selena did her morning pee, Joe loaded up a toothbrush with
paste and began to brush. As Selena came over Joe reached into
his medicine chest and took a new brush, still in the wrapper,
out for her.
Soon, they were both bent over the sink spitting and rinsing.
They smiled and kissed each other before Selena grabbed his arm
to pull him to the shower.
He reached in and adjusted the water and they were soon washing
their hair. Once through Joe took the soap and began to wash her
body, sexually caressing her s often as he could. When he was
through he handed her the soap and she did the same for him. As
they stood and rinsed in the warm water she draped her arms
around his neck and kissed him and he responded with a deep hug
and responsive kiss.
When they broke the kiss, she spoke.
“There’s something I need to make sure of,” she said as she began
to kneel in front of him in the shower.
Selena looked his penis right in the eye and bent forward to kiss
it just behind the head. She looked up at him as he began to
already stiffen.
“This was so sexy last night, I need to see if it was real.” She
said as she took his penis and aimed it at her open mouth,
enveloping the head in her cheeks.
Joe’s knees almost buckled as she ran her tongue around the head
a few times and then tried to run her mouth deeper over it. Joe’s
groaning form slumped back against the shower wall as he closed
his eyes and looked upward.
“Oh, Selena! That is so good! Your mouth is so warm and sexy.”
She knew right away that she couldn’t take much of his cock into
her mouth, but reveled in the feeling of the velvet head sliding
over her tongue and lips. She bobbed her head over it for a few
moments before she brought her hand up to stroke him as well. She
used her other hand to reach to her pussy and twiddle a finger
around her clit.
“Oh baby, I’m hard enough to get inside you now, stand up.” Joe
said through a pleasured hiss.
“Without missing a beat of her rhythm she hummed an “unt uh” as
she sped up her face fucking of Joe.
Joe knew she wanted to finish him this way, but warned, “I’ll
tell you when I’m ready.”
Selena let his cock head slip almost out of the grip of her lips
on each backstroke but never let it wrest from her lippy, sucking
grip before she sucked it back in.
“I’m there honey, I’m gonna come, I’m gonna shoot!” He warned
her, but she responded by just looking up and meeting his eyes
with hers. She was going to take it.
As much as Selena wanted this, she was full of fear. She had
tasted him twice last night and was sure that she wanted the
sexy, salty taste that went with his pleasure.
She wondered how hard it might shoot in her mouth and if she
would gag. Surely that would embarrass her and ruin the moment.
But, she also wondered about the volume. The few wads she had
tasted last night were nice, but what if a big mouthful made her
sick?
Her questions would be answered sooner than later as she felt a
warm shot go over her tongue as Joe groaned. She could feel the
pulse from the underside of his shaft as each little volley came
into her mouth. After 4 or 5 pulses it seemed to stop and she let
his cock slide past her lips as she swallowed. It was a lot more
than she had last night, but nowhere near what he had pumped up
into her the night before; she was glad of that.
Her hand had continued the stroking action and another pearl
formed at the tip and she took the head into her mouth, sucking
once again, causing Joe to almost jump through the ceiling.
“Oh God, Oh God Please. Too sensitive Ess, too sensitive, my
sweet little Ess.” He cried out, giving her a new nickname.
She sat back on her legs for a moment and looked up at his face.
“Ess? Is that supposed to be short for Selena?”
Joe was still in his post orgasmic dance and could only shake his
head yes.
He knew she hated Lena and her 3-syllable name was too long to
say in the heat of passion, at least this kind.
Selena leaned up and hugged her head to Joe’s genitals for a
moment and stood up, embracing his slumping figure.
“You can call me Ess, you can call me anything, as long as you
know how much I love you. What I just did caused you great
pleasure, and knowing that, it caused me as much. To be able to
taste you just puts one more of my senses in tune with my
feelings.” Selena confessed.
Joe had tears forming in his eyes.
“I’m sorry to get emotional on you, but no one has ever expressed
their love so innocently, so deeply for me. It’s always seemed I
gave more than I got. I do truly love you with every cell of my
being.” Joe said as he straightened up and hugged her tightly to
him under the spray of the water.
“There’s no doubt in my mind either. The electricity is palpable.
We are one.” Selena said as she looked back at her feelings in
wonderment.
They locked lips and kissed, sharing his taste for more than a
few minutes. Joe finally broke the kiss.
“We better go, or we’ll be late at your parents.” He said as he
turned off the water and stepped from the shower and handed a
towel back to her.
As they dried they couldn’t help but caress each other in this
mood of tenderness. Joe’s arousal was obvious as his penis bobbed
as he strode from the bath to the bedroom.
Selena went to the closet with Joe to fish out the hanger she
left with a blouse and jeans for just such an occasion. With
panties stuffed in the jean pocket and a bra on the hanger loop
she was all ready. Joe, on the other hand rifled through
different shirts to find one that looked right to go with his
jeans, and his mood.
She had set her things on the bed when she turned to see Joe’s
backside sway as he moved shirts across the closet pole. He
turned to face her, feeling her watching him.
“I can’t figure which to wear…..Hey, what are YOU watching young
lady?” he said with a smirk.
“I’m watching YOU and your cute as and now that you’ve turned I
see little Joe is still interested.” Selena said as she sat on
the end of the bed and raised her legs, spreading them. Running a
finger between her nether lips she beckoned Joe with her other
hand.
“You want spontaneous Joseph? Here it is! Just looking at you I
want you inside me. Here alone, we may be the only people in the
world. But for sure, you are the world to me right now. I can’t
let this moment pass Joseph, I love you and want you.”
Joe was about to scold her and tell her it would make them late,
but her words melted any thoughts of clearer thinking.
Joe walked to the edge of the bed and took her hand from her
pussy, licking the finger she had just run through her furrow. “I
love you and want you all the time as well, look how fast I’m
ready for you.” he said as he held his hard penis in his hand.
Without another word he pressed it through the lips she offered,
seeing her eyes roll back and hearing her expel a sigh of relief
at being sheathed with his cock.
“uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,” she hissed as he sunk to his balls
within her.
“Oooooooooooooo, I love you being part of me. I think I’m going
to come already Joe! You make me so happy.” Selena squeaked as
her face began to tighten and turn red in her orgasm.
A long muffled scream from within her closed mouth signaled her
spasm as she lifted her torso to meet Joe’s thrusts. Her mouth
finally opened to draw a breath between the grinding pleasures
that swept her.
“Oh God, Oh God, Oh Goddddddddddd,” she wailed as she gripped the
blankets bunched at the end of the bed. Her eyes locked with Joes
and she squeaked out words with her eyes and mouth pursed to
slits in her passion.
“I love you Joseph, I LOVE YOU SO MUCH! WHOAAAA . . .
.GOD-JESUS!” She spat out as she came again.
Joe was about to come for the third time in about 10 hours as he
grit his teeth and began to hiss through them. “I’m going to come
again Ess, I LOVE YOU THAT MUCH TOO. . . “
He was going to utter something else in his passion when Selena
cut him off.
“NO, NO, don’t come in me, let me have it.” She commanded.
Joe was already past the point of no return and just pulled out.
A moment later while Selena was sliding off he end of the bed to
catch, his come began to run out with all the force you might
expect of a third time in a few hours.
Selena wrapped her lips on his cock and gently sucked at it. For
someone with little to no experience at oral sex, she sure was
getting good at it.
Joe was out of gas and with his cock in her mouth he began to
drop to the floor, extending his arms out to catch himself to
where he was sitting spread eagled on the floor with Selena
attached.
He reached down to pet her hair, saying, “ Easy baby, I’m REAL
sensitive there. God, you’re going to kill me. But, wow what a
way to go.”
Selena backed off from her mouth work and smiled at Joe.
“I told you I liked to taste you and feel you in my mouth. If you
came in me I might have to shower again. Plus, I knew you
couldn’t drown me.” She laughed.
“When I look down and see that sweet innocent face with your
mouth pleasing me I swear I’m dreaming. . . . and you’re right,
I couldn’t drown you. I think I’m dry, now.” He conceded.
Selena knelt up and walked the few feet to have her face in
Joe’s.
“I’m pleasing myself too, you know. I love you and to taste and
feel you in my mouth makes me feel so completely in love with
you. Lying in bed last night before I fell asleep I thought about
how I wanted you so badly that way and how it repulsed me before.
When I thought of either of my former lovers that way, I was
still repulsed. It’s YOU, Joseph. I love YOU and anything I can
do to please you pleases me.” Selena confessed.
“Well, you really please me like no other woman ever has, and I
would do anything to make you happy as well. I do LOVE YOU!!” Joe
said as he looked at the clock.
“Holy Shit, we have 5 minutes to get to your house for
breakfast!!”
“We can be a few minutes late.”
“Any minute late your Dad will think we spent screwing.”
“He wouldn’t be wrong, would he? My Dad is pretty smart!”
Selena hopped to her feet and offered Joe a hand.
“I’m not that old yet, but if we keep this up, I may feel that
way.” Joe chuckled, as he got to his feet unassisted.
Selena quickly put on the clothes she had left on the hanger and
went to the bathroom to brush her teeth as Joe pulled on a smart
looking Polo shirt with his company logo on it. He added a new
pair of stone washed jeans and with sandals the 40 year old did
look 10 years younger as the shirt accented his deep tan and good
build.
Being a weekday, as they left the house Joe picked up his Wall
Street Journal from the porch and handed it to Selena as they
left. While sex was all they could think about a few minutes ago,
she began spitting numbers at him as they drove the few blocks to
her parent’s house. Happy with what he had heard, they discussed
implications of some of the number turns as she put the paper
back together and looked at the stories below the front page
fold. As they pulled into the driveway she was reading a story to
Joe about after hours international traders and how they were
changing the tone of the opening bell.
Selena Hanson’s father Scott was just walking up the drive from
getting his own paper from the box when the top down roadster
pulled in. He heard his daughter babbling the story to Joe and
saw Joe smile to acknowledge his presence. Selena was so
engrossed she hadn’t seen him yet. Her father shook his head and
smiled at Joe.
Joe nudged her to get her attention.
“Selena, aren’t you going to say hello to your Dad?” he asked.
She broke her concentration from the story to look up and realize
they were in her driveway and her Dad was standing there.
“Daddy! Oh my God, we had such a good time last night,” she said
as her Dad opened her door for her. “We had dinner at the Tuscan
Estate with some of the best wine I’ve ever had, an ’83 Shiraz
from Australia and then we had second row seats for Billy Joel,
and he was awesome and . . . “
“Whoa, take it easy kiddo.” Scott said as he hugged his daughter.
“If you tell me everything now we won’t have a thing to say at
breakfast.”
Scott Hanson smiled at Joe, happy that his daughter had such a
great time and that Joe made her so happy. The 3 filed into the
house and greeted Selena’s Mom as the all sat down at the table.
The breakfast was an uneventful “get to know you” session and
Scott Hanson never brought up the fact his daughter stayed with
this man the night before. He was convinced she was in love, but
was not overly thrilled at the fact they had known each other
such a short time. He read many things into his daughters’
infatuation with the older man. Most impressive, he thought, was
that she never mentioned the semi-opulent life style Joe led, and
obviously being fairly well off. To this point most of her talk
was of the interests they held in common, how well he treated her
and how important he made her feel in her schoolwork and plans
for the future. He and his wife were so proud of their daughter
and the things she had accomplished in such a short time.
Starting your junior year at a prestigious college like PolyTech
at 18 years old was no small accomplishment. However, her friends
thought any talk of it was bragging, and their own friends made
them feel the same way. To have someone who went through a
similar experience who understood how large an accomplishment it
was and how hard you had to work to get to that point was a great
comfort. On the other hand, it would have been easy for Joe to
make himself entirely accessible to Selena during this early
grind of the third year, but he knew to leave her to her studies
and get tracked before seeing her again. He certainly didn’t
think Joe was in this for the short haul or was using his
daughter. He was concerned about his age, which he guessed at
30-32. If he knew Joe was 40, his opinions may have been too
jaded to change. One thing Selena’s parents were acutely aware
of; their daughter was extremely mature for 18 and very wise
beyond her years. Although they knew she stayed with Joe at least
last night, they knew her to have good sense and most of all they
trusted her. The fact she TOLD them what she would be doing that
night made it easier to swallow.
Joe left the Hanson’s with Selena feeling very positive about the
relationship and happy they trusted her so much. The couple spent
the rest of the day shopping and ending up at one of the chain
bistros for a drink and dinner. From the time they left her house
the subject of sex had not come up at all. After their second
wine both took time to exhale and take in the day they had spent
together. Their dinner had been ordered and was likely on its
way.
“Hey you!” Joe said breaking the silence and Selena’s distant
stare. “Penny for your thoughts?”
“Are you sure you want to hear them?”
“Of course, I’m sure they’re interesting.”
“I’m thinking I want to invite you up to my dorm and have you
tuck me in. My roommate won’t be back until morning. We can be
alone. I love loving you. I love being in love with you. It’s so
good I keep thinking it’s a dream.” She said whimsically.
“It’s no dream sweetness. It’s real, and I can hardly believe it
myself. I feel like I’ve known you for all my life. I would love
to go back with you.” Joe assured her.
“We can make love and you can sneak out in the middle of the
night, or stay until morning, but I should warn you, I have to
get up pretty early and take my roommates car to the airport and
get her. Her flights in at 7:10 from Pittsburgh and we both have
an 8:30 class.” She said as dinner arrived.
“Sneaking out of dorm rooms is a trick I haven’t had to use for a
long time.” Joe smirked.
Selena winked and smiled back as they both dug into their
dinners.
After dinner they went out into the starry night and rode into
the city and onto the PolyTech campus. The night was just cool to
where they should have put the top up, but they wanted to take
advantage of the last burst of summer. When he pulled into the
dorm parking lot and he switched off the key they both looked up
at the stars.
Selena turned in her seat and leaned her head back on Joe’s
shoulder to look at the cosmic show above them. After a quiet few
minutes Selena had to get something out into the open.
“Do you think any less of me? I mean after this morning after
doing that.” She asked rather philosophically.
“Doing what?”
“You know, the oral sex, the blowjob, whatever guys call it.”
“Selena, you know what I call it? I call it making love. Anything
we do together is making love. If you feel cheap, dirty or
uncomfortable doing anything, don’t do it.”
“No, I did it because I love you and I wanted to make you happy
and satisfy my curiosity. I love you so much that I wanted to
open another sense to it all. I told you that I think it’s
repulsive, but to do it with you was . . . I don’t know how to
put it into words. Natural, I guess. You had tasted my juices and
me and I guess I was jealous. Now I’m sitting here thinking that
you won’t think I’m special.”
Selena said with a bit if a choke in her voice.
Joe leaned his head back to be against hers.
“Take all those silly thoughts from your head. It’s not like I
picked you up at a bar last night. We were consumed with passion
and when that happens, you let your feelings go and you do things
you might not normally do. I think oral sex is beautiful, both
giving and receiving. It’s so personal and involves touch, taste,
smell and see. You take in the others senses so intimately.”
“God, I love you. You understand so many of my feelings. Lets go
up to my room where we can be alone. I want you.” Selena
confessed.
When they got to the room they melted into each other’s arms and
kissed and petted their way to the bed. With most of their
clothes still on, Joe managed to get inside of her. After a few
minutes of tangled rutting they both realized their discomfort
with clothes pulled aside and zippers rubbing in sensitive
places.
“Lets get up and get undressed.” Joe said. “Spontaneity is nice,
but why be so uncomfortable?” Joe said as he got up and began to
shed his clothes.
Selena followed and as she sat on the bed Joe knelt in front of
her and kissed her breasts and worked his way down her chest,
past her navel to her smooth pussy. After licking and teasing
her, he sat back and lifted her legs onto the bed and he lifted a
leg over her to be on all fours with his face in her vagina.
After he had licked her clit a few more times he felt a tongue
tease the end of his penis and he lowered his hips a bit to
accommodate her, but she was unsure of what to do. He knew it was
her first 69 and she reveled in the feeling of being a
participant at both ends, even though all she did was tongue
tease. After sufficient teasing he turned around and made love to
her, fucking her to 2 wild orgasms. Soon after he spent, he
dragged himself from the bed to get dressed.
They both knew once he fell asleep, it would be hard to get up
and go early.
With a promise to call soon and a tentative Saturday together
planned, he left her with a kiss.
From the early October Indian summer until the Christmas break at
school Joe and Selena grew their relationship. Still overwhelmed
with her studies she found just a few nights to spend with Joe
while still being able to see her family as well. To say she
enveloped her life in her studies would be an understatement, but
to keep her 4.0 GPA and her full scholarship and her hopes for
her career, it seemed worth it. Knowing Joe would always be there
for her, and the fact that if she really HAD to see him, he was
only a few minutes away, made it easy for her.
For the most part she spent every Friday night at her home with
her family, usually ending up studying, feeling she was behind in
math labs that seemed to be due all the time. Most of those
Friday nights she took in a late movie or a local band with Joe
and spent the night with him. Early Saturdays were back home to
help out her Mom and usually a family dinner with Joe invited.
While she did spend a lot of Saturday nights with Joe, she most
often was home and went with her Mom and Dad to Church on Sunday,
with Joe frequently joining them. If she did end up at Joe’s for
the night, they were at church Sunday morning.
The Hanson family was well aware that their daughter was in love
with Joe Johnson and, age difference be damned, they knew he was
good for her. The two were such a great match, it seemed they
were a natural to be married.
Sexually they did not play much harder than they already had.
Joe enjoyed anal play with her, and she seemed to enjoy it on the
first nights he tried fingers or a thumb there, actually once
even riding his thumb at one point, but the following day she was
sore and let Joe know.
He never pursued it any further, besides a tongue there, when he
knew she was clean. He felt that if he pressed the issue of anal
intercourse she would go along “to make him happy”, but that was
not his game. He loved Selena dearly and would never do anything
to hurt her.
Their lovemaking was spontaneous and leaned heavily on oral love,
each of them liking the deep personal environment of it. However,
nothing pleased them more than good old-fashioned intercourse,
screwing, fucking, whatever you might call it.
Joe’s phone would sometimes ring mid-week at 1 or 2 a.m. and the
voice on the other end would be a sexy whisper, “I need you
lover, I have my roommates car and I’ll see you 10 minutes,” or “
I sure am lonely with my roommate out for the night, I could
really use some company.” These little affairs would last an
hour, sometimes two, never much more before they were back in
their own beds, fearing that staying until morning would make
parting that much harder.
Joe and Selena both felt that their love was strong enough to
survive the grind of her heavily weighted, credit laden
semesters. Having made these first six months of her third year
without a hitch told them their love was strong.
CHAPTER 10
As Spring Break time began to roll around Selena began to feel
Joe out to see if they could go away together. She knew he rarely
rested from his investment games and keeping his finger on the
pulse of Johnson Construction. If there was anything about him
she wanted to change, it was that. As obsessed as she was with
hard work, she was still young enough to realize the need to
recreate. She was hard pressed to remember a day she had spent
with him where work didn’t enter the equation. If this were going
to become a long time relationship, she needed to find ways to
get him to relax and just be hers for days at a time.
It was Valentines Day and Joe had taken her to a suite’s hotel
after a lobster dinner Stan’s Oyster House, probably the oldest,
most famous, restaurant in the area. The Saturday Valentines Day
made it a popular night for couples hotel packages. There would
be a wheel-in breakfast on Sunday morning and having Joe away
from his phones and computer for almost 2 whole days left him
quite attentive and she loved it.
“What do I have to do to get you to go away for a Spring Break
vacation, just you and me?” She asked, lying exhausted in a
post-coital embrace.
“You mean you aren’t going away with some frat or sorority for
that week?” Joe joked.
“Come on Joe, be serious. I’ve worked my butt off for this break
and I want to be with you for it, but I’m not going to play
second fiddle to your business to be with you. You need a break
too, and I think we should go hide for a week.” She reasoned.
“Who’s going to watch the market and protect my investments?”
“You know damn well that you can put buy and sell parameters on
everything and leave it with a broker, and don’t tell me about
the new deals you might miss. If there’s a dollar out there you
don’t make I think you’ll survive, rich boy. Besides we can go to
a place that has phones.”
“You sound like I’ve neglected you, and “rich boy”! Wow, was that
a shot?”
“Oh Joe, you know what I mean. You do OK and missing a few deals
here and there won’t make a difference to you. As much as I enjoy
your work and love when we work together, 24 hours straight of
alone time is something we’ve never had. Wouldn’t a week be
great?”
“Why would you want to go away with an old guy like me?” Joe
joked to avoid an answer.
“Listen “old guy”, there won’t be many girls anywhere on break
who’ll get the kind of sex you give me. Your age is your crutch
when you don’t want to do something. You can stop that shit right
now!” Selena responded to let Joe know she wouldn’t take a smug
answer to appease her.
“Am I really that bad? Do I neglect you? I mean I KNOW I don’t
neglect you and I certainly don’t put you second. You are
everything to me.” Joe defended himself.
“I KNOW that, but we never seem to have dedicated time where
nothing interrupts our time. Is it a sin that I want you all to
myself, no phones, no computers, no newspapers, no fax, no
pagers; just you and I until the sheets get worn out? Am I awful
to want you like that?”
“No. No you aren’t. I guess I’m just paranoid. Whenever I thought
I crossed the line into that special place where spirits meld as
one forever, I lost out. Truthfully, I can tell you, I keep
waiting for this bubble to burst.” Joe admitted.
Selena got a strange look on her face and then looked away from
Joe. She got up and went to the bathroom and closed the door,
leaving Joe to wonder how stupid he was to make his comment.
After about 10 minutes the door opened and Selena came out, still
naked, still so beautiful. Joe didn’t know what to do, what to
say.
Selena stood at the foot of the bed with arms akimbo and stared
down to Joe.
“LOOK! I’m not going anywhere, I love you and that’s the way it
is. But if you are going to spend forever walking on eggshells
around me, I’m out of here. I want you, the real you. I don’t
want some pussyfooter. If we want to spend our lives together we
have to know each other. If you’re going to hide your feelings
and keep yourself away from me just so I can’t find what all the
others ran from, then forget it. You obviously think you have
some character flaw that made the others go away. I don’t think
that at all. Is it possible that none of the others wanted to
settle down? Maybe it was never you. You say you never got a
reason with some of them. Admitting you’re immature is tough to
do, and that may be the crux of all of it. Lynn still loves you;
she just can’t live with you. Her life has to be a party, but you
wanted to settle down. She still lives day to day and is probably
jealous of you!” Selena preached before she knelt on the bed and
walked on her knees next to Joe.
“I’m sorry, it was a stupid thing to say.” Joe said sheepishly.
“No it wasn’t. It’s a stupid thing to THINK! Thank God you said
it, how else would I have known? I’ve got it in my mind that I’ll
spend the rest of my life with you, and you’re holding back on
me. You’re not being honest. Cut the shit Joe!” She said
emphasizing her words with a slap to his thigh.
Their eyes met and without words they looked into each other’s
minds and communicated volumes. After a few minutes that seemed
like an hour, she blinked.
“We ARE one, Joe. You’re waiting for it to happen, and it already
HAS.” She said as she casually took his cock in her hand, still
kneeling beside his prone body.
“We’ve been one for quite a time Joe, at least I’VE thought so.”
She said as her thumb rubbed over the head of the penis in her
hand.
Joe looked back at Selena with a cautious eye.
“If you’ve thought we were one, why didn’t you say so?”
“Isn’t putting this penis in my mouth and making you come down my
throat so I can taste the seed that will make our babies enough
of a hint to say that I’m committed to you?” She asked.
“You know I’ve had a vasectomy, how can we make babies? You’re
talking about it and we’ve hardly discussed marriage and we’ve
NEVER discussed having children.” Joe said with a little edge
towards her presumptions.
“Joseph, THAT’S how I know we are one. I KNOW we’re getting
married. I also know that if I asked you, you would have your
vasectomy reversed. The babies? You wouldn’t deny me that,
because again, all I would have to do was ask you. You love me
that much. I know that, because we are ONE.” Selena said as her
thumb and first 3 fingers crowned his penis and slipped up and
down over the head.
Joe sighed at his surrender. “You’re right on everything. You are
the most important thing I have ever had in my life and would do
anything to please you, to make you happy, us happy. The thought
of raising children has always scared the crap out of me. Now,
all of a sudden, it seems so joyful a thought knowing it’s you
I’ll do it with.” Joe said followed by a deep exhale as her hand
on his cock was making him more and more excited.
A tear ran down Selena’s cheek as a happy grin crept over her
face. She was about to say something to Joe to affirm her
thoughts and his words. Instead she looked down and saw the light
catch a clear pearl that appeared at the opening at the end of
his cock. She stepped back on her knee and bent to take his penis
in her mouth. She went down about half way, up and down about 3
times and then held the head in her mouth as her thumb and index
finger massaged the base where it met his body.
“Uhhhhhhhhhhhh Ohhhhhhhhhhh Haaa, Urrrrrt!” Joe grunted and
moaned as pleasure overtook him and he orgasmed, depositing his
come in her mouth as she quickly swallowed.
Being the second time he had come in an hour or so, it was low in
volume, but it was high in pleasure as she continued to suck at
his head to get every drop. With her eyes closed she received it
as communion. The fact she loved him so, and knew the pleasure it
brought, the feral scent of his pubic area and the musky taste
that crossed her tongue all combined to fill her with a
satisfaction.
As she gave up the end of his shaft and laid her head on his
stomach, she put a hand between her legs to touch her shiny pink,
engorged clit. That touch was all she needed to shudder and turn
her mouth to Joe’s stomach and bite and suck at his flesh. A
shrill “Aeeeeeeeeeeeee” escaped from her throat as her
spontaneous orgasm coursed through her body.
As her teeth gave up the grip on Joe’s stomach she collapsed to
her side and the two lovers fell asleep in this most intimate
position.
Sunday morning found Selena waking from her exhaustive sleep in
the same place she fell away, her head on Joe’s belly. She sat up
on one elbow and worked the cobwebs out to be sure she knew the
where and when of the moment.
She thought about Joe being paranoid about their relationship and
she wanted to slap his ass again for even thinking such a thing.
She stifled her urge to pee and sat up enough to hug her knees to
her chest and stare into space and think.
She felt Joe start on the bed and before she could turn to look
at him he pulled her back into his arms.
“You’re awake and running the grist of last night through the
mill, aren’t you? I’m sorry for being that way. I do know this is
different, I really do.” Joe said.
“What if they can’t reverse it?” Selena asked out of the blue.
“Reverse what?” Joe wondered out loud, confused.
“Your vasectomy. The reverse success rates are over 50-50 but
what if you’re in the bottom 50?” She wondered.
”We can get a donor, or something. Don’t worry, we’ll be OK.”
“No, I want a love child. I want my lovers seed planted in me.
Our baby should be part of both of us.”
“Then maybe I won’t be the father of your baby. Maybe you’ll come
to your senses and marry a younger man.”
Selena sat up quick and cracked Joe on the thigh again.
“You just told me that you knew this was different from your
other relationships, and then you go right back and say something
stupid. You’re impossible!”
“You misunderstood me Ess. I mean everything with us seems
perfect now, but maybe a couple years will bring change that
either of us can’t see now. Right now I read the cards the same
way that you do, really. The younger man quip was just to sting
you. I didn’t mean it the way it sounded. Trust me.” Joe assured
her.
Selena turned and kissed Joe and bounced from the bed.
“Holy Moly do I have to go! Besides the champagne that needs to
find it’s way out, whatever you fed me is knocking on the door
too.”
“Well, thanks for sharing. Don’t be too long in there. Breakfast
will be here between 9 and 9:30 and its 8:45 now and I have the
urge to purge as well.”
As Selena closed the bathroom door she could be heard shouting,
“Announcing number ones and number two’s. We must be in love.”
A few minutes after 9 a knock came to the suite door and
breakfast arrived. For the first time since they arrived they
covered their naked bodies.
As they ate their breakfast their robes fell open and eventually
Joe stood and let his fall. Selena grinned at him and stood,
doing a pirouette, letting hers do the same. Joe couldn’t help
but tell her how beautiful and perfect her lithe body was. Her
perfect all over tan and shaved, smooth pussy and pixie face made
her a picture worthy of the masters.
When they finished the breakfast Selena took Joe by the hand and
led him into the shower. Once the water was adjusted she told him
to stand still and she would wash him. She lathered and rinsed
him meticulously, pausing only to kneel in front of him and hold
out his balls to be kissed and the head of his cock to be sucked
and lolled for a moment. Once she had teased him, she stood and
handed him the soap.
Joe began to wash her body, much in the way she had preceded with
him.
When he got to her behind he had her turn and bend. After he had
soaped and rinsed between her cute butt halves he extended his
hand forward to run his fingers through her pussy. He bent and
kissed her asshole, running his tongue over and over it, still
working her pussy to a clean sheen. Once he rinsed her, she began
to straighten, but he asked her to stay bent.
“I can’t resist any longer,” he said as he brought the head of
his cock to her pussy lips and dragged it through until it sunk
in. Selena put a hand forward to steady herself and groaned in
pleasure. Her ass just out of the spray, he saw her butt hole
wink with every thrust he made and he couldn’t stop himself from
soaking his thumb in his mouth and bring it to her opening. She
jumped as his thumb entered her, but then drove herself back onto
his cock.
“God, Ess, I just wanted a tease for you and me. Let’s save this
for the bed.” Joe said as he drew his cock from her steamy pussy.
“Mmmmmm, how about that thumb? What made you get so naughty back
there? I can’t tell you it doesn’t feel strange, or make me
wonder what something else would be like there.” Selena said as
she stood, pushing his thumb out in doing so.
She leaned back against Joe pushing her butt to his groin and
reached back to pull his face beside hers.
“Can you make me THAT bad of a girl?” Selena asked.
“You aren’t a bad girl, and I would never make you one. I wasn’t
getting naughty; I was trying to pleasure you. Lots of nerve
endings in that area, you know. But, remember that the system
design has that as an exit, not an entrance.” Joe whispered in
her ear.
“Remember that I heard all the Corner Store stories. I know you
like it.” She sighed coyly.
“But, it hurts a lot of times, and I don’t want that.” Joe
assured her.
“Neither do I, but I’d be lying if I said I never thought about
it. Your thumb hurts a little for a second, but then . . .
.Ooooooooo, the sensations.” She purred.
“I was a little ashamed the morning after I rode it back there,
and when you asked what was wrong I told you I hurt. I didn’t
really; I just didn’t want you to think I was that bad of a girl.
I know I was silly.”
Joe straightened up and took Selena by the arms and put her under
the spray.
“Lets rinse and get to bed. It’s not good to analyze sex, you
should just let it happen and not have regrets. If something is
happening you don’t like, either partner should just say so. It’s
an expression of love, and I love you.” Joe said with a kiss to
the back of her neck.
A few minutes later Selena stood in front of the bathroom mirror
with a towel wrapped around her hair. She was tending to a
blemish on her forehead that her hair usually covered. Her
cosmetic case was open as she applied medicine to it.
Joe came up behind her and took her towel from her hair and
picked up her brush and began to brush out and detangle her
blonde locks.
“You are so beautiful, that little blemish makes no difference. I
love you anyway you are.” He said as he pulled the brush freely
through her hair, front to back.
Selena stopped what she was doing and put her hands on the edge
of the sink counter.
“Oh, that feels so good. Someone else touching your hair and
scalp can be erotic.” She said as she pushed her naked butt back
to Joe.
“Yeah? Do you get wet panties when you go to the stylist?”
“No! That’s different, at least for me. I do know girls who’ve
had affairs with their hairdresser though; both male and female.”
Joe put the brush down and reached around to hold Selena’s
breasts as she pushed back against him. His penis was beginning
to rise again and she began to undulate a bit on it. She backed
up a step and leaning on her left arm, she took her right and
reached underneath herself to find the head of his dick. Grasping
it like a plum she pushed it against her vulva and let Joe thread
into her.
“Goddddddd, I’ll never get sick of this. You feel so good in me.”
She said as Joe pressed to the hilt in her and held that
position, still holding her breasts and bending to hug his body
to hers.
“We should just go on the bed.” Joe whispered to her as she
swooned from being so full.
“Fuck no! Don’t move lover, you feel so good!” she whimpered
back.
Hearing her cry of approval made Joe begin to hump her like a dog
in heat, short strokes staying deep in her. He finally needed to
feel some friction and let her breasts go and stood up to pump
her with long strokes. When he looked down to see himself sink
into her again, her little asshole was open again. He couldn’t
resist wetting his thumb again and pressing into her.
“Arghhhhhhhhh, that’s it Joseph, fill my holes with you! Oh God,
lover!!” Selena spewed as she half twisted away and half pushed
herself onto Joe’s body parts.
Joe was sure he wanted to bring her to the bed and restart this
session again with some long tongue detail, but Selena was
already pretty well wound up. Still he wanted to try. As he
extracted his thumb and began to pull his cock from her she
thrust a hand into the cosmetic case near her hand and pulled a
tube of KY jelly out. He knew she had misread his intentions but
her words spurred him on.
“Don’t try it without this Joe. I’ll stop you if it hurts too
much.”
Joe popped the cap and looked at the shapely ass in front of him,
her little eye winking. Knowing how he loved her, he wanted her
every way, but never seriously considered this as an option any
time soon. However, there was no time like the present and his
better judgment went out the window with the click of the KY cap.
He placed a dollop at the top of her split and watched it melt
down as he put twice as much on his cock head and shaft. When the
jelly in her split reached her hole he used his thumb, as he had
earlier, to push it in holding his thumb in as he got his penis
ready. He kept most of the KY towards the head, figuring it would
naturally slide a sheen of the goo back as he went into her.
Using one hand he held himself over his inserted thumb. As he
pulled his thumb from her he saw a small dilated hole stay open
and he quickly pressed the head to it, using the thumb he just
withdrew to push the head in.
Selena quickly sucked in a mouthful of air and semi stood.
“Ohhhhhhhhh, Joe slow, slow.” She said as she accepted the head
and her little hole encircled the corona rim.
She crossed her arms in front of her on the counter and breathed
heavily hoping to get accustomed to the size. She blew heavily
through her mouth 4 or 5 times.
“Joe it doesn’t hurt real bad, but I’m afraid of you pushing
in.,” she hissed.
The words weren’t out of her lips and Joe was already applying
pressure. An inch of his shaft went in before she panicked.
“No, NO stop Joe!!!!” she yelped, loud enough to make him pull
from her.
“God, baby! See? I don’t want to hurt you. It takes time and we
have lots of that. If you want to try it again sometime, we can.
You’re OK aren’t you?” Joe asked in a panic himself.
“Yes, yes, I’m fine. You didn’t have to come out! I won’t give up
that easy,” she said, sounding a bit disappointed. “Try it
again.”
Joe’s sexual urge and raging cock made it easy to take her up on
her offer. He used his fingers to push more of the KY off his
shaft to the head and pressed it to the little open notch of her
split.
The head slid right in with another great expulsion of air from
Selena.
“There, there, there, just hold it there. Let me take more if I
want it!!” she commanded, forcing Joe to calm the urge to just
push home.
“THIS is the most personal . . . “ she said as she broke her
thought up with pauses for long deep breaths. “ . . the most
personal position two lovers can do . . . . .
You’ve truly had all of me!”
As she finished the thought she pushed back a little to take more
of him in her. A guttural strain came from her throat like she
was pushing something out, not in. However, in one long push she
took his entire cock up her cute little hole.
“Hold me, Joe, Hold me!” she said as he obeyed and bent to hug
his chest to her back, letting a couple inches come from her that
he pushed back in as he situated his hands around under her.
“Don’t try to thrust yet!!” she said in a panic. “Oh God, I’m so
full and stretched out.
Joe still had no words as he felt the tight grip of her bowels,
sphincter and rectum around him. He just kissed, nibbled and
licked at her back.
After a few minutes of long deep breaths she finally raised her
head to look in the mirror at Joe behind her.
“There’s no pain or strain right now, just a full feeling and
knowing it’s you has my pussy dripping.” She said as she laid her
head on one arm and brought her other hand to her clit.
As she began a circular motion with her hand her hips soon began
to follow as Joe could feel her moving herself on his cock. He
was rampant with the urge to just thrust into her and fuck her,
but he resisted. He did, however, stand up, and that motion
pulled a bit from her that she quickly reclaimed with a push.
The loosening and relaxing of her little hole, along with the
fingers on her clit, filled her with bravado as she began to move
in small circular motions to insinuate the in and out motion in
her ass. Her fingers were causing an orgasm to begin to creep up
within her.
“OooooooooAaaaa, oh my Joseph, I believe I’m going to come from
your cock in my ass.” She said as she bore down with her fingers
to urge her clit to finish the big spasm. She flattened her feet
to the floor to ride the orgasm as she hunched up on her arm on
the counter.
Joe knew she was in the zone and took the opportunity to pull and
push at her ass. As soon as he felt the effects of the friction
on his straining dick he quickly turned his little movements into
long pulls and pushes in and out of her. Her orgasm overtook her.
“Gnnnnt , fuck me, FUCK ME!” she shouted as she began a squeal
deep within her throat that turned into a long buzzing inner
wail.
Joe needed no commands as her body surrendered and let her lower
tract loose for his fucking. Her orgasm never seemed to stop as
he felt his own rising up.
In a moment he was thrusting with a slap of his hip to her
haunches as he came with a wail. He pumped the whole load of his
come up into her bowels as she took the pounding and come enema
with a dirty delight.
Joe bent and collapsed onto her and puffed in her ear, obviously
worn out by the bout.
“Oooooo, we are soooooo bad Joey. It hurt a lot for a bit, but it
was exciting once I got used to you being there. My orgasm was
intense, but I’ll have to wait till later to tell you if we’ll do
that again. You tore into me pretty good.” She said through
pants.
“EeeeeOoooo!” she squealed with delight. “You feel so good there,
don’t move because I think it’s going to hurt!”
Joe rested his chin right near the top of her spine as she spoke,
still flexing his cock to push whatever he had left out.
“Here goes, babe,” he said as he stood to take himself from her.
Once I’m out, try to clench a bit and turn to sit on the pot, OK?
Don’t be embarrassed.” He warned her, knowing what to expect.
His softening cock dropped from her and she turned quickly to
step to the toilet.
She sat and buried her head and watched as Joe took a towel from
the rack and tended to his genitals. He stepped out of the room
for a minute so Selena could have privacy. Wads of sperm and the
air Joe pumped into her escaped, causing Selena to wish he had
closed the door for her.
Joe waited a minute or two and came back into the room and saw
her still sitting on the john, her head still buried in her
hands.
“Are you OK Ess?”
“Yes, I guess so. (sniff sniff)”
“Are you crying? I didn’t hurt you did I?”
“No, I don’t think so. I guess I hurt us by egging you into that.
I feel so dirty and like I disappointed you.”
“Selena, where is this coming from?”
“I just realized that I just became one of The Corner Store
Whores.”
“Selena!! What is God’s name are you talking about?”
Oh Joe, I just egged you into doing something dirty and perverted
and I’m not your sweet little Selena anymore. I’m just one of the
tramps from the store.” She said looking up at Joe through her
tear filled eyes.
Joe was turning red and his face grew sullen.
“You know I have this great urge to slap you, or if your ass
wasn’t parked on the toilet, I would spank your butt. How DARE
you say that about us, about you? My love for you is true and
pure and nothing we do together is perverted, as long as we want
it to happen. I thought we had a beautiful time together making
each other happy and fulfilling a fantasy of yours and mine. That
was such a personal giving of yours, as intimate as you can get.”
“I guess I was happy when it hurt and I thought I was doing
something for YOU to make you happy. But when I began to get off
and everything came together and my body responded like I had
electricity going through me, it changed. I’m mad that I enjoyed
it so much.” She said through more tears.
Joe knelt in front of her.
“Do you think I would do anything that wouldn’t make you happy? I
wouldn’t do anything that just brought me pleasure. I wanted to
stop right away when I thought it was going to be a bad
experience for you, FOR THAT REASON.
I was older than you are now when you were born and have the
benefit of a lot of experience. I knew what could happen if you
had a positive experience, and it did. Don’t be mad because you
liked it, you were supposed to. By morning you may be so sore
back there that you won’t ever want it to happen again. Don’t let
preconceived notions steer you”
Selena wiped her eyes for a moment.
“You knew I would enjoy it that much, have that big an orgasm?”
“Well, I didn’t KNOW you would, but I’ve seen it happen before.
All the nerve endings down there are tied together and once you
get past the initial discomfort it can get pretty intense. Making
love to you and seeing you in that kind of ecstasy is what I
intended. Why would I draw judgments on something I instigated?
When we make love Selena, it’s just you and me in the world. If
we’re both happy and content, the rest of the world be damned. Do
you understand me?” Joe explained.
A little smile curled on her lips as a tear ran down her face.
“I understand you. You love me and you know I love you. Nothing
else matters.” She said as her face lit with a big smile and she
pulled Joes face to hers to kiss.
Joe left her to finish cleaning herself up and went to lie on the
bed to wait for her.
The next thing he heard was the phone ringing. It was the front
desk informing them that check out time was 3:00 pm and it was
2:30. Selena was fast asleep at his side. They had slept about 4
more hours in their post orgasmic reverie.
“Sleeping Beauty, sleeping beauuuuuuuuuuty,” he whispered in her
ear. “The fairy godmother just called and said we turn into
pumpkins in 30 minutes.”
Selena startled awake with a smile and a quick look around to get
her bearings.
“We have to go?” she realized out loud.
Joe took her face into his hands and kissed her lips.
“Yeah, we have to go. Why don’t you just throw on a t-shirt and
jeans and we’ll go back to our place and clean up before I get
you back to school.”
Selena moved about in a trance for a few minutes gathering her
things and getting some clothes on. Joe helped her on with her
coat and they went to the car, dropping the key off at the
office. Selena half slept the 20-minute drive to Joes.
When they arrived at Joes he had to shake her awake. The garage
was warm compared to the outside February winter, but it was
still quite cool.
“Come on punkin’! You have to wake up so we can get inside and
get warm.” Joe said to coax her in.
She lifted the door handle and slowly got out as Joe came around
to help her. She fell in his arms and squeezed him tightly.
“You are my love, forever.” She whispered in his ear.
Shedding her coat inside the house Joe noticed that in just a
t-shirt and jeans she was still quite a looker and beauty. He
could hardly believe she was his. She looked back at him and knew
his thoughts.
“I’m just as lucky to have you, to have found you.” she said as
if reading his mind.
Joe smiled back to agree to her words and went to pour flavored
rum for both of them.
“Here, this will lose your chill.” Joe said as he handed it to
her.
“Joseph, knowing you will love me forever, take care of me
forever, and can make me feel like I do right now forever, keeps
me warm all the time.” She said as she sank into a bar stool in
front of Joe. “I’ve given you all of me that I can and you’ve
turned every cell of me into happiness. I truly have no regrets.
I love you.”
Joe’s eyes welled up a bit as he looked down to avoid her seeing
his emotion.
“You call and book our Spring Break getaway. It’s your choice. If
I’m with you, I’m as happy as I can be. While it may not always
seem so, you are number one in my life.” Joe said to her.
“Really Joe? I thought you had successfully avoided the subject
and was going to let you get away with it for a few days.” She
said as she jumped from the stool into his arms. “Where do you
want to go?”
“I told you to book it. It’s your choice, anywhere, as long as I
am with you. If you’re there, I’ll like it. My passport is
updated, and if yours isn’t, I suggest you take care of that.
Just remember that I don’t like to ski, and I don’t really like
gambling. ” Joe told her as he carried her to the sofa.
He set her down on the sofa and knelt in front of it. She laid
her head on the cushion and Joe bent to kiss her. As he did she
busied her hands with the button fly on her jeans, then she broke
the kiss.
“Joseph, make love to me once more before you bring me back.” She
asked anxiously.
“Whoa, I’m not exactly 20 years old, are you trying to wear me
out?” He asked her, half jokingly.
Selena rolled on her side and faced Joe as she lay on the big
sofa.
“Do I get a chance to coax some life into Mister Happy?” she
asked as she reached for the tab on his zipper.
“How can I say no when you’re so cute, so sexy, and I love you
so?”
Selena was quick to open his fly and fish out his penis. She hung
her head over the side of the sofa and quickly wrapped her lips
around the head and sucked it in and out over her tongue and lips
and then looked up at him.
“Get out of those pants and up here on the sofa so I can have at
you.” she said with a pixie grin.
Joe undid his belt and his jeans dropped to the floor. He had no
underwear on from their quick exit from the suites hotel.
Selena rolled to her back and Joe went to straddle her chest, but
stopped.
“Wait,” he said as he stood again. “Get those jeans off!” He
commanded as a mock order.
Joe turned and as she shrugged her jeans down, he moved over her,
a knee at either side of her head in the classic “sixty nine”
position as he bent forward to her freshly exposed smooth belly
and abdomen. This was something new to them as a couple, and new
to Selena entirely, to be a full participant, but this time she
knew what was happening.
As Joe held himself up with one arm he petted her nether areas
as he admired how pretty and pink her smooth pussy was. He felt
her kiss his ball sack, something she had shied away from
usually, and then as he bent to kiss and lick her pussy his cock
lowered to where she could easily get it into her mouth.
Joe moaned as her mouth went around him as she swooned as his
tongue rolled back the hood on her clit. Her clit engorged
immediately and he sucked it like a tiny dick, causing her to gag
as she lifted her head in happy response.
Joe chose not to shock her anymore like that and began a rhythmic
tonguing of her lips, inner lips and clit. Her sweet mouth was
wetly working him and as he began to enjoy it more he began a
gentle rolling hip motion that amounted to a gentle mouth fucking
of her hungry lips and tongue.
As she began to orgasm she would take his cock from her mouth so
she wouldn’t bite him. As she held it in her hand he continued
the gentle motion, then as the nadir of her orgasm passed she
gobbled at him again.
After she had come 3 times he left her sensitive clit out of the
mix of his licking, knowing she could stand little more
sensations there. As he chewed at and suckled her lips he could
feel his own orgasm building. He was only thrusting 2 or 3 inches
in her mouth, moving just half that length in stroke, but the
sucking and swallowing motion of her mouth made it intense. He
wanted to warn her of his orgasm, but he felt her hands go to his
butt and hold it in position as if to tell him to finish.
He didn’t need any more encouragement.
As his climax approached he knew he was thrusting harder, but she
seemed to handle it OK, seeming to suck harder to get him over
the edge faster. Whatever extra magic she added worked as he blew
off.
Lifting his head from her pussy, he groaned as his penis spit its
load into her sucking, swallowing mouth. She hummed approval as
it passed over her taste buds and his movements slowed. She
lifted her head up and down to keep his orgasm going and to milk
each drop he produced. When she was satisfied he had finished she
relinquished his cock and held it, while kissing his tight, empty
ball sack. Joe placed a hard goodbye kiss to her clit, causing
her to bolt as he knelt up straight. He looked straight down and
saw her smiling face make a last tongue stab at his balls.
“That was awesome, and maybe the sexiest you’ve made me feel with
oral sex. What a beautiful experience.” She said smiling.
Joe got up and lay on top of Selena to shower her with kisses.
His softening cock came to rest on her pussy and slipped in a bit
as she raised her hips to try and get him. It was as if her
vagina were kissing him goodbye as their lips were doing the
same. The Valentines weekend was over and he would soon return
her to the dorm.
It had been a weekend of sexual fulfillment and awakening. Any
doubts of how deep, true and committed their love was were now
dashed.
Selena unpacked their bag and took what she would need for her
school week, always leaving more and more personal things at
Joe’s. She knew this would be a crazy week at school and probably
wouldn’t see him until Friday or Saturday. Her only free time
might be spent talking to the travel agent Joe had given her a
card and carte blanche for.
CHAPTER 11
The next 8 weeks seemed to fly by as Selena engrossed herself in
her studies preparing for her mid-terms. She was seeing Joe
anywhere from 1 to 3 times a week, usually just spending one
night a week at his home. She found she constantly wanted him and
the time in between was getting more and more arduous for her to
bear. Her Dad was getting less and less impatient with her as she
spent less and less time at home as well. One dinner during the
week and seeing her at church on Sunday morning and breakfast
thereafter was the extent of her connection with her family. She
insisted that she saw Joe even less at times, but her Dad wasn’t
buying it. It was hard to say if he was over protective of his
daughter, or jealous of Joe for taking her away.
One particular Sunday afternoon, a warm late March early
spring-type day, Joe was out in his yard regrouting the slate and
shale wall next to his garage. It was obvious that he had just
finished washing his car and enjoying the early almost
summer-like day.
When Scott Hanson walked up the drive he fully expected to see
his daughter out cavorting with her boyfriend and was shocked
when he saw otherwise.
“Taking advantage of the weather I see.” Scott said as he
extended his hand.
“Yeah. I needed an excuse to get out here and start this. The
winter did a real job on the wall and I know I had to start it.
After washing the car I kind of just kept going. I know I’ll get
one of my crews to come finish this, but starting it will get me
off the dime.” Joe said barely missing a beat as he continued.
“You see my daughter so much, I’m surprised you have the time to
do anything.” Scott said with a bit of a snarl.
“I see your daughter as much as I can, but I would barely call it
a lot. I see her once or twice a week. She’s a hard worker, you
know. I’m sure you’ve seen her marks, and the way she’s studying
for mid-terms, she’ll keep those marks up.” Joe said as he
lathered his concrete and fiber mixture between loose slabs of
stone.
“Whenever I see her all she can talk about is her break coming
up. You’re taking her to Jamaica, I see. I can’t afford to spoil
her like that.” Scott said snottily.
“Well Scott, I think you should word it otherwise. She’s taking
me to Jamaica. She wanted to go away, the two of us alone for the
break. She’s helped me so much with my business, helping me
crunch numbers, picking stocks, buying, selling, . . . I gave her
carte blanche and that was her choice, Jamaica. I was hoping for
Fort Lauderdale. She originally picked Ireland, but she couldn’t
do the dates she wanted.” Joe said with a little snicker.
“Apparently today she’s off studying at the library. She’s not in
her dorm. You did drop her at her dorm after breakfast this
morning, didn’t you?” he asked.
“No, we took a ride out around the lake and came back here and
she’s studying here.” Joe said without missing a beat. “She’s
upstairs if you want to see her.”
“I should have known.” Scott said under his breath as he went
through the open garage skipping the elevator to take the stairs.
As he opened the door to upstairs living room he saw Selena
sitting in t-shirt and jeans and reading glasses. She had books
laid out and legal pad notes everywhere.
“Joe LEAVE!” she shouted out without seeing who it was. “I’m up
to my ass in something and I think I have it figured. Just go, GO
so I can get this!!”
Her Dad, Scott, said nothing and closed the door and went back
down the stairs and out through the garage.
“That was quick!” Joe said. “Was she there?”
“Oh, she was there, but she thought I was you and threw me out.
She was busy.” Scott said sheepishly.
“You must have caught her on the brink of discovery. When the
dominoes start to fall, she’s awesome, but cranky as hell. She’s
got 5 of Doc Stevens problems. I had him myself at Poly and he’s
still as meticulous and tricky now.”
“So you know what she’s going through?”
“Ohhhhhhh Yeah!! Exercises in discovery and deduction, and some
of Doc’s don’t even have a real answer, just static resolution
that you have to justify almost actuarially.”
“You just lost me. Ummmm, I have to admit that if you told me she
was studying here, I wouldn’t have actually believed she was
REALLY studying.” Scott mused.
Joe stopped what he was doing and dropped to one knee and looked
back at Scott, actually facing him for the first time since his
daughter exiled him.
“Scott, her workload is tough. 14 credits is considered full time
at Poly, and she’s doing 18. We can both spout about how smart
and mature she is, but one thing doesn’t change, she’s 18, almost
19. It takes a toll on her, but she’s learned how to handle it,
how to balance it. I want her to spend more time with me, you
want her to spend more time with family, she wants to do both and
get done in four years while maintaining her scholarship and the
job that will follow it. She’s put things in order to maintain
her peace of mind. She can’t study when her roommate is in, so
she comes here because she knows I will leave her alone, that I
understand what she needs to do. Her roommate talks incessantly
while she studies and Selena needs the quiet. It was easy during
football season; I would leave and go watch games at the Ground
Round, sometimes coming home after she had left. She prioritizes
well and isn’t fooled by temptation of life’s little pleasures.”
Joe explained.
“Sounds like you know her needs better than me.” Scott sulked.
“No, father knows best, but in this case, been there, done that.”
Joe assured him.
“She has a mission and nothing is going to throw her off that
path. You have a lot to do with that Scott. She knows the value
of hard work. Her values are similar to mine and that’s what
brought us together.”
“No offense to you Joe, but I wish she wasn’t so involved with
you. I was 18 once and I know the fun that being free from a
relationship can bring. I wouldn’t want her to party like I did,
but . . . you know what I mean.” Scott lamented.
“We know better than anyone how odd our relationship may seem to
others, but we are so deliriously happy with the ways things are,
right now, we wouldn’t change a thing. Trust her Scott, and I
hope you know you can trust me.” Joe said hoping to reassure
Selena’s father.
“It’s the staying together, the familiarity, going away together
. . . I just can’t get used to.” Scott stammered out.
“Scott, can you tell me that you didn’t have relations with your
wife before you were married? Didn’t you know it was love and it
made no difference to you what others may have thought?” Joe
asked.
Scott didn’t speak; he just pursed his lips a bit and nodded his
head in obvious agreement. He asked that his daughter call or
stop by before she went back to her dorm and turned and walked
down the drive, back toward his home.
Joe had no reaction and went back to his grouting.
As the afternoon sun got low it was obvious that the winter cold
still ruled the night and chill was filling the air. Joe cleaned
up his grouting tools, happy he had gotten as far as he did. He
picked up a chamois in the garage to dry the few spots the sun
hadn’t hit on the car when he heard the elevator door behind him
slide open.
“OK, the wicked bitch has finished her problems and is out to
apologize for snapping at you before. Doc Stevens must get these
scenarios from some masochistic Cossack schizoid.” Selena said as
she stretched and then clutched herself in the chill.
“But he’s teaching you to use your math skills along with your
common sense as well as your math sense. Like he says, “If you
take ALL factors into consideration, the answer is obvious. If
it’s not obvious, you’ve missed something.” He does make you
think, . .and by the way, that wasn’t me you tossed from your
lair, my tigress, it was your father.” Joe said with a smirk,
“MY Dad, was here? That was him who came up on the stairs? I
wondered why you hadn’t used the lift. Why didn’t he say
something?” Selena said putting her hands to her cheeks to hide
her embarrassment.
“You attacked and he retreated.” Joe chuckled. “He wants you to
check in before we go back.”
“I’m going to get a sweater and walk down now. I need the
exercise and if I go now I can be back before its pitch dark.
I’ll only be an hour, no more. OK?” She said as she slipped in
and got her sweater.
“Suit yourself. I’ll wait for you. Don’t eat down there, I’m
taking you out for pizza, I’m starving.” He said as she power
walked by down the drive.
Joe was starving but he also felt grimy from his day of chores
and couldn’t wait to get into the shower. As he washed he thought
about Selena and the fact they had been together the bulk of the
day, and barely seen or talked to each other.
They woke up together after a night of a movie followed by snacks
and drinks at a local pub. When they got home they talked and
went to bed with Selena fading fast into a deep sleep. The
morning alarm gave them 45 minutes to church, so it turned out to
be a dash. Her parents had surprised them by taking them out to
breakfast instead of making it at the house. It was a buffet and
when they filed into the booth after filing their plates, they
got separated. Then the ride, and then back home and he had
hardly seen her since.
He felt great as he got out of the shower and dried, donning a
thick Turkish robe, keeping his towel around his neck. He poured
a sweet ice wine to sip and sat on the sofa to watch the early
spring sun fade and bring a cool nip to the evening. The relaxing
shower, the hard work and maybe the little bit of alcohol all
contributed to his falling into a good hard sleep, as he awaited
her return.
Selena had a nice quick visit with her Dad and Mom, fielding
questions about the couple-hood she and Joe were enjoying,
defending her actions and feelings. She convinced them that she
was not a love struck teenager, that her relationship was more
than an infatuation. As she walked back to Joe’s she thought
about her sexual awakening and how it all seemed so natural with
Joe. She found herself always wanting him with her days filled
with urges to get that special feeling in her loins with him on
her mind. She had tried to talk to her roommate Lucy about her
feelings but had a hard time opening up to her. She had
suspicions that Lucy might not be totally straight, sexually.
As she neared the house, walking up the drive, she wished she
hadn’t gotten her period that morning. In spite of it she felt
flushed and wanting some attention. Although she had never
experienced “red” sex, she knew quite well the urges didn’t fade
during its duration, but she also knew Joe had no interest during
that time on the month either. When she showered that night she
could take care of her needs under the cleaning waters that
avoided a mess. Although the fact she masturbated wasn’t totally
hidden from Joe, her long sessions under the shower during her
period were her own private pleasure.
She avoided Joe’s elevator choosing to stretch her legs out on
the stairs. When she opened the door and saw the back of the sofa
in front of her, she could see the burgundy towel around Joe’s
neck and the top of his robe.
“How was the shower, Joseph?” she said as she walked to the front
of the sofa and saw Joe was totally zonked. “Joe, Joeeeeeey?” she
called, but he was out.
She decided to collect her studies and walk back home to ask her
Dad for a ride to the dorm and let her tired man sleep.
She wanted to kiss him goodbye, but didn’t want to wake him. So
she got as close as she could to his face and inhaled his scent
just lightly kissing the top of his ear. The touch of her lips
caused him to rustle and she was afraid she had woken him, but he
just shifted his legs. In doing so his robe moved and she saw the
tip of his penis as she smiled and went to the door, stopping to
write a quick note for him. She returned to the sofa to leave the
note on the sofa where he could see it when he awoke. She knew he
would be mad that she left, but she knew the sleep was well
deserved. As she left the note and looked at him again, the robe
had moved a bit further and more of his cock had come into view.
She smiled and went to the door, and then stopped.
“Damn!” she thought. “If I didn’t have this damn period we would
be in having a goodbye fuck right now.”
The smell of him she had when she kissed him had flared her
nostrils and then seeing his limp pleasure pole had further
incited her. They had talked about the “ultimate wake up call”
one morning when she woke to have him nursing at her nipples. He
had said that if it were a summer night with no covers on, he
might have been nursing somewhere else. The thought of waking to
a tongue on her clit excited her then and she said she might
return the favor someday if he did it. Laughing, thinking it
would never happen, she told him how sexy it might be.
She chuckled to herself as she closed the door, but stopped.
“Am I that playful?” she thought to herself.
The thought of taking him in her mouth, tasting and smelling his
man musk sent a tingle through her. Then the thought of him soft
in her mouth, only to grow and stiffen made her curious.
She stepped back into the room and closed the door, setting down
her backpack, taking off her sweater. She walked over in front of
him and knelt down. She shucked off her t-shirt to reveal her
breasts as she pinched her hardening nipples.
“Yes, I want to do this!” she thought as she bent to get nearer.
She almost giggled out loud at the thought of what his reaction
was going to be.
His foreskin covered most of the head of his penis as she used
just one finger to lift the shaft enough for her to get the end
in her mouth. She inhaled deeply as a rush ran through her and
her nipples jumped to attention. She tried to push the foreskin
back with her tongue but she needed to make it wetter. She
swirled her tongue around the edge of the foreskin and it crawled
back a bit as he began to engorge there. Trying to get the most
productivity from the least disturbing actions, she continued to
swirl her tongue around the head and lightly suck at him. His
cock knew enough to respond and begin to stand on its own when
the sensations began to wake him.
“Mmmmmmmm.Oooooooooo. Ssssssssss, Nnnnnnnnnn.” Joe groaned as he
came to the realization of what was happening.
“Oh Ess, wheeeeeew, what ARE you doing? Why are you being so
naughty?” Joe said as he slid his heels back to the base of the
sofa.
“I’m not being naughty. I’m making love to the man I love.” She
answered in a whisper as she crawled up over his body to lock her
lips to his in a deep kiss.
She broke the kiss but kept nose-to-nose and eye-to-eye with Joe,
saying, “I saw your little guy there and I could hardly resist
him, especially knowing I wouldn’t see you for a few days.”
Joe slid his hands down her naked back to her butt. “Get these
jeans off.” He commanded.
“Sorry Joseph, I have my period and my pussy is full of tampon.
I’ll take my jeans off so I can reach my clit while my mouth
makes love to you. The thought of giving you that pleasure has my
button as hard as you are.”
Joe put a disappointed look on his face.
“Don’t worry, making you happy will be enough to get me over the
edge. You’ll be making love to me while I make love to you.” she
said with a grin as she stood up and unsnapped her jeans.
As she peeled them down Joe saw her white full panty that she
called “old lady drawers” that she normally wore during “her
time”. Her smooth shaved pussy left a distinctive image in the
thin material, with even her string evident.
As she slid a hand inside her panties she slipped to her knees in
front of Joe, a look of serious determination on her face looking
at his hard dick waiting for her.
She averted her eyes to his for a moment, saying, “come for me
Joe”, before dropping her mouth over the head and treating it
like a melting ice cream cone.
She left a lot of spittle that she brought down to the shaft with
her other hand as she slightly jerked it while getting a slow
rhythm with her mouth over the head. In the meantime her middle
finger of her other hand rotated on her clit, her little hood
hugging her finger pad. She was already having a hard time with
the cadence of her mouth and hand while trying to concentrate on
her own pleasure.
Her sexy body, her expressed love, and her certain eagerness all
had Joe quickly excited. His mewls; his touching her face and
running his fingers through her pretty blond hair accented moans
and groans. He wanted to enjoy the feeling of her mouth on him
forever, but he was getting close to discharge. As he got closer
he began to undulate his hips towards her mouth, fucking her
lips. Her own approaching orgasm made it hard to concentrate on
her mouth and both hands, so she let him create the friction
necessary with his hips as she began to use both hands on her
self.
She felt a pre-ejaculate squirt hit her throat and she pushed her
head down a bit to be sure she didn’t lose him in his orgasmic
spasm. Joe moaned and cried out as he began to pump sperm into
her mouth. She swallowed quickly, tasting his come, as her own
orgasm made her give up his cock for a moment. She dropped her
head to her chest for a moment as she came hard and then looked
up to the leaking cock in front of her. Taking her other hand
from her panties she slid it up the ooze trail, pushing the come
back to the head before putting it in her mouth.
Joe cried out loudly as her mouth sucked his now sensitive cock
as his last rivulets of come left him. Sensing his pleasure pain
she stopped the hollowing of her cheeks to his penis and just
held it in her mouth, opening her eyes to meet his. She tried to
smile with her mouth full, but Joe knew it was there and he
looked skyward and blew out a breath through his pursed lips.
“Oh my God, that was unbelievable! You really did make love to
me! You came almost as I did, huh?” he asked.
Her mouth still full, she shook her head “yes”.
Devilishly she hollowed her cheeks one more time on him sucking
up and off his softening dick.
“Ohhhhh! You little shit, you knew that would get me.” Joe said
with a grin as he grabbed himself to protect his manhood.
“Of course I was making love to you, but I’ll admit I didn’t
think we could get that involved together like that. It was like
you were controlling my fingers and the smell from you just made
me an animal. I was feral, I wanted that seed from you.” she said
as she fell forward resting her head on his belly.
She wrapped her arms around him as well as she could, but not
satisfied she had him as tightly as she could, she bounced up and
wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him and pulling him
onto the sofa, shoving her tongue down his mouth and pressing her
almost naked body against him.
“God Joe, I love you so much, do you think anyone understands
like we do? My Dad seems to be getting the message, but my Mom
and my friends don’t seem to understand. I love you, I love you,
I love you!!” she said while peppering his face and neck with
kisses.
Joe responded by taking her face in his hands and kissing her
deeply and sexily, Selena seeming to melt in his arms. He dropped
his hands from her face to her shoulders and lifted her enough to
get his mouth to her breasts, suckling each nipple and then
smothering himself in between them.
She lifted herself and fell to the back of the sofa, snuggling
next to him.
“Since I have my period, if you could go . . . . hmmmmmm” she
started.
“What?” Joe asked.
“Nothing, it wasn’t going to sound right.” Selena backed off.
“No really, what? Don’t hold back. Remember honesty.” Joe said.
“I don’t want you to take this as an age thing. I was going to
say that if you could go again, I’d love to feel you fill up my
hiney. I want you so bad, even though I have my period.” She said
embarrassed.
“Not many guys could do that as an encore so soon, not that I
wouldn’t love to.” Joe said, not taking her comment as an age
dig. “Maybe in the morning?”
“Oh Joe, I’ve got to get back to my dorm for sleep. I can’t stay.
Mid term reviews start tomorrow and I HAVE to be sharp. Trying to
talk me into staying will only tease me. Remember Jamaica is
coming and we can make love all day. Just know that I’ll fall
asleep tonight dreaming of you making love to me, every way!” she
said disappointed but firm.
“I won’t pressure you. I just didn’t think you would ever propose
that, (as he patted her on the ass) as an option and I got
excited.” Joe admitted.
“After the first part of it, I loved it. You made me feel so full
and my pleasure was intense. You can’t get more personal than
that.” She said as she hugged him and then got up.
She took her jeans and stepped into them turning her ass towards
him and wiggling it suggestively, with her jeans still at her
thighs. She stopped and peeled down her panty, saying, “This
little hiney is yours. I’ll keep it ready for you.”
Joe rolled his eyes and went to smack her butt with his open
hand, but she moved too quickly away, picking up her t-shirt and
slipping it on. As she shook out her sweater she stopped and put
her hands on her hips.
“Hey, get dressed. You promised me pizza for dinner before you
brought me back and it’s almost seven! I want to be in bed by
nine, definitely before ten.” She said as he dragged himself to
his feet and ambled into the bedroom to get some clothes.
As Joe slipped on a sweatshirt and looked for underwear Selena
snuck up behind him and slapped his ass.
“Hey! What was that for, brat!” Joe said feigning indignance.
“Nothing, just the sight of you and your nice body makes me
horny, ALL THE TIME! You make it hard to concentrate.” She
confessed.
“Well brat, you make it hard, period! You better quit talking
like that or I WILL be stuffing your butt and you will miss out
on the pizza.” Joe kidded as he slid on his under shorts and
searched for his jeans.
Selena stroked her chin as if contemplating, and then held up her
hands like scales as if measuring which was more important to
her.
“Hmm, eating pizza, getting my hiney stuffed,” she said as she
rose one hand and lowered the other, “eating pizza, getting my
hiney stuffed.”
Joe laughed out loud and hugged her. “Come on you horny little
brat, let’s get out of here before I change my mind and we get
REALLY naughty.”
“Oh OK.” She said in mock disappointment as she took his arm and
they left the house.
After pizza and few glasses of wine Joe had Selena back in her
dorm a bit after nine o’clock and by the time Joe got home Selena
was falling asleep, hoping to be fresh for the new week.
Selena had been sleeping for an hour, maybe more by her
calculations, when she heard whispering and giggling from the
other side of the partition. She had never known Lucy to bring a
guy home, or sleep around at all for that matter. She had
wondered about her sexuality from time to time, always leaving
for nights out with other females and never a guy. There was also
the feeling she had when Lucy would look at her as they walked
about the dorm on various states of undress. Lucy once told her
that if she wanted to stay nude in the room when it was warm, she
had no problem with it. Selena found the comment a bit odd.
Selena tried to roll over a go back to sleep, but the sounds of
love were too much to ignore. Just when it seemed the giggling
had stopped and she could finally rest, heavy breathing and
groaning were becoming obvious. As she strained to hear what was
happening, it was apparent that Lucy was being eaten. Selena
never felt so dirty, listening to others making love. She rolled
over and put one ear on the mattress and rested her pillow just
over her other to block out the noise. The wine from earlier did
its thing and Selena was asleep again.
What must have been a few hours later Selena awoke with the urge
to pee. Sipping coffee and spring water all afternoon, topped by
the wine at dinner, filled her bladder to the point of an
unexpected potty trip in the middle of the night. She strained to
hear noises from the other side of the partition and heard just
the sound buzzing of a tired Lucy, sleeping very hard.
“Rode hard and put up wet.” Selena thought, chuckling to herself
at the old cowboy expression.
She knew she had to get up to pee and looked across the room at
the light shining under the bathroom door. They left the light on
and the door closed as a nightlight. Though the thought of
padding her bare feet on the cold tile past her throw rug didn’t
excite her, she was about to burst. She slept in just a long
t-shirt, one of Joes, and she instinctively pulled it down to
cover herself as she bounced up and dashed to the bathroom.
As soon as she opened the door to the bathroom she was aware of
the steamy air and the fact someone had just used the shower.
There stood a beautiful young dark haired girl drying herself and
suddenly pulling her towel up to cover her breasts and throwing a
hand over her smooth pussy.
Selena stood and stared at the stranger, frozen at the thought
that this was the lover Lucy had taken tonight.
Once the girl realized it was another woman she relaxed her cover
up.
“Oh God! Hi I’m Hilly, a friend of Lucy’s. Sorry for not locking
the door.”
Selena was still frozen in shock. “I’m sorry, I just had to . . .
. . “ she stopped mid-sentence pointing to the toilet.” As she
pulled her t-shirt down to cover herself.
Hilly smiled and became suddenly very cavalier about the
situation.
“Oh, I’ll get out so you can whiz. You’re just as cute as Lucy
said and smooth just like me!” Hilly said as she cupped her sex
again and slipped by Selena.
Selena closed the door and sat to relieve herself, still in shock
and wishing she had underwear on to cover her personal preference
shaved pubes. Did this woman think that she and Lucy got it on as
well? Who would just meet someone nude and begin speaking as if
it were something she did every day? As she urinated she filled
with anger and was ready to go out and settle something with Lucy
and her lover Hilly.
She reached into the hamper and took out the panty she had worn
earlier to cover herself and swung the door open. There was Hilly
in the light from the bathroom just pulling on her jeans and
slipping to sandals.
“Shhhh,” Hilly said. “Don’t wake up Lucy, I think I wore her out
pretty good and she’s sleeping like a miner.”
With that, she took her coat from the back of the room’s only
easy chair and slipped out the door before Selena could say a
word. The only sound in the room was the buzz of Lucy sleeping.
Selena stood there wondering if it had all been a dream. She went
over and chained the door and closed the bathroom door to darken
the room and slipped between her covers and fell asleep.
As the radio next to her bed popped on to wake her, Selena was
aware that Lucy was up and around the dorm. After hearing her
radio alarm go off Lucy stuck her head around the partition.
“Hey you, sorry if I woke you, but we have an optional review at
8:00 in bio if we think we need it, and I do. How was your
weekend? I don’t think I saw you once. It was so nice out Women’s
Softball made an unscheduled practice yesterday. I take it you
stayed at Joe’s.” Lucy said as she slipped back into the bathroom
to fix her hair.
“Is Hilly on the team with you?” Selena asked curtly as she wiped
sleep from her eyes.
Lucy stopped in her tracks. “How do you know Hilly?” She asked.
“I heard the two of you last night. Did you think I was deaf?
Then I got up to pee in the middle of the night and I walked in
on her after she showered. For Christ’s sake Lucy some things are
meant to be private and I like to feel I am in my own damn home
while I’m here. You have lesbian affairs and let the woman use
OUR shower, OUR soap and OUR towels? She didn’t even bother to
cover herself and commented on my shave, saying I was cute. What
the fuck do you tell your lezzy friends, that we get it on or
something? She acted like I ran into your lovers all the time,
and I might be one of them. You BETTER not be telling stories
about me.” Selena said in a pointed finger tirade as she got out
of bed and walked toward Lucy.
Lucy looked like she was about to blow off at her roommate’s
accusations but thought the better of it and backed into the
bathroom wall. As she slid down the wall in embarrassed defeat
she began to cry.
“Oh God, I never heard you come in then. I thought she and I were
alone, even when she said she was leaving. I didn’t know she took
a shower.” Lucy whined through her tears.
“Please don’t think I’m a lesbian. I just have a little thing for
girls from time to time. I needed some gentle loving and she was
handy. I guess that means I’m bisexual, but don’t hate me. When I
saw she was shaved I mentioned that you were too, but I NEVER
said you and I ever did anything.” Lucy said as she sup-sucked
through her tears.
Lucy’s tears did nothing to calm Selena, or curb her mouth.
“What do you want me to think? I hear two women sucking each
others pussy’s, moaning and groaning. That sounds like a lesbian
to me! That’s private shit, and not being able to go into my own
bathroom without seeing your lover, nude no less, is an invasion
of my privacy! I’m thinking of going to Campus Life and asking
for a new roommate after break. How can I trust you NOT to come
onto me?”
Her last remark emboldened Lucy a bit and she wiped her tears.
“I’ve NEVER come on to you and you know it. Yes, I think you’re
very pretty and couldn’t help but notice you’re shaved, but I
never ever thought of or told anyone I was making it with you. We
have always been friends, Selena, and each other’s support. Now
you know something about me that I’m a little ashamed of, but I
expect you to be a little tolerant of it. It’s ME and I am that
way. Please don’t hate me. God, last week I had a guy here and I
WANTED you to wake up and you slept like the dead. He was
basically raping me and I wanted you to hear me to call campus
police.”
“Why didn’t you scream to scare him off?”
“He told me he would punch me in the face.”
“Are you OK?”
“Yes, I’m alright. I thought I was just having sex with him, a
quick lay, and he made me finish him with my mouth. He just sat
on my chest, pinning my arms and made me.” Lucy confessed.
“Well, I’m real sorry about that but those are risks you take
when you do that. Lucy what in hell is wrong with you? I thought
you were a pretty straight arrow and now I find you’re bringing
guys and girls here for sex, WHILE I’M HERE! I thought we agreed
to keep those things private.” Selena said as she passed Lucy
some tissues.
“I’m sorry, school is killing me and I need some relief from the
constant pressure. I used to smoke weed when I got like this, but
it was making me stupid. Now I just make poor decisions, I
guess.” Lucy said, beginning to compose herself.
Selena looked away from Lucy for a moment and spoke, “I lied a
minute ago when I said I thought you were a straight arrow. I
should be up front with you. I suspected for a while that you
might be a lesbian. I’ve never seen you with a guy or heard you
talk about guys. I told Joe just a few days ago that I thought
that.”
“Well, I’m NOT a lesbian! I do like sex with guys and prefer to
be with a guy, but I’ve had some bad experiences and sex with a
woman has always been good. It’s tender. God! I’m so fucked up! I
got started on girls with a teacher in high school who seduced
me.” Lucy said as she began to cry again.
Selena took Lucy in her arms and hugged her.
“Listen, the fact you like girls doesn’t make you a bad person.
It’s the whoring around that is wrecking your self-esteem. Love
should be committed love. I know I’m younger than you, but I
think I’m pretty smart in some ways. Do yourself a favor. Go and
see a shrink, someone you can talk to and sort out your problems
and nail down the reasons why you do what you do. Lucy you’re a
pretty girl and you shouldn’t have a problem attracting guys,
nice guys who will treat you like you want. But, if you find out
that you really would rather be with a woman, that’s OK too. But
from the way you reacted when I found you out tells me there is a
lot of shame there. Something’s not right.”
Lucy hugged Selena back before breaking away from her arms, and
then kissed her on the cheek.
“Thank You, you are a friend. I’ve been careening out of control
for a while and I needed someone to get me on the track, and I
think you’ve done it. I’ll take your advice.” Lucy said. “Now, I
have to get to the Bio review, but I’ll go to the Infirmary and
get a referral for someone to talk to. I WILL do it TODAY, I
promise.”
“Great, knowing I may have helped you has made my day. Lucy, you
can always talk to me. I may not have any answers, but it always
helps to talk.” Selena said before getting ready to shower and
get to her own class.
Selena thought about telling Joe all about her escapade with her
roommate and decided to let it go to the back burner until after
Spring Break. She wanted nothing to interfere with his or her
thought processes on that trip. It was just eight days away and
she was counting the minutes until she and Joe could be alone
together.
CHAPTER 12
Study, study, study, was the word of the day for Selena as she
kept classes current and attended all the review forums she
could. Any spare time she had was spent at the library doing
research. She had so many irons in the study fire she surprised
herself at the pace she was keeping. However, there was one
overriding factor in all of her schoolwork, she could not keep
her mind off of Joe. As she thought of her future from one day to
the next 10,0000, Joe was part of every one. She longed to be
with him at every waking moment and wondered each hour how she
might make it to the next without him. She was in full force love
with a man she wanted to spend the rest of her life with. He
shared her dreams and she knew this college degree was a big part
of it, but wondered how she might make it without him constantly
by her side. Frustration was building and she had no outlet for
it.
Earlier in the school year before winter had set in, she might go
visit Joe in the night sometimes. But now with exams and reviews
so plentiful and it being so cold at night, it became harder.
That and the fact that Lucy’s car was not as readily available.
She had changed her part-time half shift from 8 pm till midnight
to 10 pm until 2 am to get differential pay. She studied and
napped after classes, and on days when her first class was later,
she could stay later for extra hours. She had been a night
manager in the warehouse over the summer and they really liked
her. But, it meant her car was not there to use in the night.
By Wednesday her frustration had peaked when on top of everything
else, she hadn’t been able to speak to Joe since Monday. He had
attended a Contractors Convention and Equipment show in Phoenix
and their voice-mails were all they had for contact as they kept
missing each other. She half expected to see him on campus that
day after he got back, but he was pretty diligent about not
interfering with her studies, especially close to exam time. She
knew he would be there when she called him at bedtime tonight.
After closing her books, washing up and settling into bed, a call
to her lover always made her sleep better. Tonight’s call was
sure to have her hand in panties where she could make all the
noise she wanted with Lucy at work.
As the campus shuttle pulled up in front of her dorm she quickly
scanned the parking lot and asked the driver to wait until she
got inside to leave, as she always did. As she scurried through
the lot she noticed Lucy’s car was still there. Maybe she had
overslept. When she got to the door she turned and waved to the
driver and went inside and up to her room. As soon as she opened
the door it was apparent that Lucy was up and in study mode with
books open and laptop at the ready for information. She had on
her geeky glasses with a pencil stuck in her hair.
“What’s up with you? You know it’s past 10, ummm . . . no work?”
Selena asked.
“I got a warning today in Applied Physics and my prof is giving
me a retest on today’s quiz. I was so unprepared because I missed
her review on Tuesday because I went for a therapy profile. You
know, to see the shrink? I begged her and showed her the
appointment slip and got a break. I explained it at work and they
switched me around with someone for tomorrow morning. I can’t go
in then, but if I call in sick, they can cover me then. My boss
understands. I haven’t even been to a session, but I feel better
about my future and myself already. Just filling out the profile
and having the interview made me see a bigger picture and a few
of my faults, where I get side tracked in life. Thanks for caring
and talking to me. You should have just kicked my ass Monday
morning.” Lucy explained.
“We’re friends Lucy, and we need each other at this place. It’s
easy to get lost. If I didn’t have Joe I would be a basket case.
Has he called?” Selena asked.
“Not since I’ve been here and there were no messages.” She
answered.
Selena set about to get ready for sleep, hoping Lucy would be
retiring soon.
“I’m going down to the kitchen to get more coffee. You want
anything?” Lucy said as she slid her feet into slippers and
headed to the door.
“How late are you planning on staying up?”
“I have 3 more labs to review, so I could be a couple hours, . .
. sorry.” Lucy said as the door closed behind her.
“”Damn!” Selena thought. “I’ll never be able to get to sleep, or
even have an intimate conversation with Joe with her here.”
Selena realized how nice it was that she worked nights most times
and had the room to herself many evenings.
She rolled over and tried to fall asleep, despite the lights in
the room and sound of the now returning Lucy. While basically
quiet, the sound of her paging through papers and tapping on her
laptop drove Selena to distraction.
“Lucy, can I borrow your car to go over and see Joe? I may stay
there tonight whether he’s home or not. I’ll never be able to
sleep here while you’re up studying, and I know it’s something
you have to do.” Selena asked sitting up on one elbow from the
bed.
“Wow, that horny huh? Sure, as long as it’s just to Joes. I don’t
have much gas.”
Lucy quipped.
Selena flushed for a moment and responded. “It’s not just for
sex. I really love Joe and I can’t get him out of my mind these
days. I haven’t heard his voice in a couple days and I’m panicked
that I can’t remember what it sounds like. What can I say, I’ve
really fallen in love!”
Lucy smiled at her and tossed her the keys as Selena bolted from
the bed to get clothes on and warm parka to battle the cold March
wind.
There was no traffic in the city and she was pulling up Joe’s
drive in a flash. The house was dark and all seemed normal,
except the car in the drive. It was a white Mustang with a red
tonneau vinyl roof. The 4-year-old car sparkled in the winter
moonlight, the chrome wire wheels reflecting any light that shone
on them.
Selena pulled Lucy’s Taurus behind it and she sat and wondered.
“Who in hells car is that? Definitely a chick car! Have I been
duped by my 40 year old boyfriend into thinking he’s changed his
ways?” Selena thought as she began to choke back tears. “He was
supposed to be home today and he never called. Is this why? He’s
grown tired of my incessant studying and finally stopped at The
Corner Store for more than a paper. FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!”
Selena beat her hands down on the steering wheel, pissed off at
the world, especially Joe.
She was about to slip the car into reverse when she became
determined to make her feelings known. As much as it would hurt
to catch him red handed she wanted to confront him NOW.
She reached into her purse and fumbled for the key Joe had given
her. She had the garage door clicker, but she wanted to sneak in
and catch him with no warning. Her heart was in her throat as she
opened the door and felt her way up the stairs to the living
area. The only sound in the house was the sound of her heart
breaking.
She stood in the doorway out side the bedroom and tried to make
out images in the room, but the room was blinded pitch dark.
Preparing to cover her eyes from what she didn’t really want to
see, she clicked on the light.
The room was empty, the bed empty. No Joe, no tart of the day!!
Selena turned and began switching lights on all over the house
and there was definitely no one home!
As relieved as she was that there was no philandering to catch,
where was Joe and whose car was that? She looked around the house
for signs of life and then she saw the light blinking on the
answering machine. 4 messages.
She clicked “Retrieve”.
BEEP – “Hi Joe! I took care of the car,” the male voice said,
“It’ll be in the drive when you get home. Call me if you have any
problems.”
BEEP – “Well hello there! It’s Sherry! This seems to be the only
number where I can reach you, but you must check your messages.
The clerk at the Sun Sands said you were never there, or at least
not registered. Maybe I misunderstood you. I have your PDA, you
left it here when we all swapped info the other night. You know
you can come by anytime to get it . . . and the PDA too! (giggle
giggle) Oh, I know you said you were in love, but what would a
little fun hurt? I’ll be here until Friday. Bye Joe!”
BEEP – “ God, Ess, I hope you’re there.” Joe’s troubled voice
started. “I lost my PDA and refused to leave here without it. I
swapped contacts files the other night after a conference with
some west coast developers and builders and somehow I left it in
some reps room. I got her to put it in a cab to bring it to the
airport and the cabbie apparently can’t find me. SHIT, I have
your dorm number in there and I can’t remember it! My plane just
took off and I made another connection to get home through
Atlanta, if the goddamn cabbie can find me in the next hour! My
plane lands there at 1:45 a.m. so don’t wait up. Sliding into bed
next to you would be the best thing that’s happened to me all
week. God, I love you and miss you.”
BEEP - “Hi lover. I hope you’re there. My PDA got here but it’s
locked by low battery, so I still can’t find your number, I must
have left it on. But I’m making the flight I wanted. I love you!
My “I miss you” present is in the driveway, in case you’re
wondering who that might belong to.
“His “I miss you” present? God, that car is for me?” Selena
thought.
Selena slumped down onto one of the barstools and sulked in
disgust at herself.
“He buys me a car, and when I see it, I suspect he is cheating on
me. I don’t deserve him or the car. DO I TRUST HIM?” she thought.
As the clock rang eleven Selena knew she had to get to bed to get
rest for the next day. She contemplated going back to the dorm
and acting like she had never seen the car, but she had to be
honest with Joe. This was an issue she had to fix, or the honesty
in their relationship would suffer. She turned around on the
barstool and saw the wine glasses on the shelf behind the bar and
got up to get one. She opened the bar cooler and took out Joe’s
ice wine that he loved to sip before bed and poured herself a
glass. She sipped slowly at it as she went into the bedroom to
get ready for sleep. Besides teddies and other erotic sleepwear
she had no pajamas here so she went to Joe’s drawer and took out
a t-shirt to wear to bed. She stripped down to her panties and
slipped the shirt over her head. She picked up the wine and
continued to sip the sweet potion in hopes it would dull her
enough to get to sleep. She stood and peeled the spread from the
bed and moved the pillow and saw Joe’s sleep shirt he wore to
bed. She picked it up and smelled it, sending a tingle through
her.
“How can I doubt this man, or do I doubt ALL men?” she thought as
tears began to well in her eyes. “Did the others leave because
they felt they didn’t deserve him? Did they all have guilt pangs
over not trusting him?”
She stood took off the t-shirt and refolded it into the drawer
and put Joe’s sleep shirt over her head. She pulled it down and
looked at herself in Joe’s big shirt. She gathered it from the
bottom and drew it up to smell him again.
“No, goddamn it! I KNOW he would never do that to me, despite
what I thought earlier! I love him so much that even his scent
has my head spinning. I know I have to tell him what I thought,
but he knows I trust him.” She mused to herself as she downed the
rest of the wine and pulled back the bed covers and slid in.
She reached behind her and used the switched Joe had on the bed
to shut off the lights. She was prepared for a hard time to get
to sleep, but the wine did it’s trick quickly and she slipped in
a deep exhaustive sleep. The pressure of school and the hope of
her getaway with Joe had pulled and played with her emotions all
day. Her body was glad to give into the nocturnal bliss of sleep.
Joe Johnson smiled and expelled a relieved sigh at the sight of
Lucy’s car in his drive. He had been so afraid that his messages
went unheard, and knew Selena would be wondering what was up that
he hadn’t called her in almost 36 hours. Selena’s Mustang and
Lucy’s Taurus blocked the garage door so Joe walked to the front
door to check for parcels that might have been left and let
himself into the house. He tried to be as quiet as possible so as
not to wake Selena. It was 3:00 a.m. and he hesitated to wake her
at all until morning, but he needed her touch badly.
He quietly went into the hall bathroom to wash 12 hours of jet
and airport from his face after taking off the suit he knew he
had to get dry-cleaned. Feeling refreshed from the clean face and
neck he slipped into the hall and slid open the hall pantry door
to put his suit into the dry-cleaning bag and put his shoes back
into the neat line he had there.
In just his underwear he went into the bedroom to hear the buzz
of Selena’s sound sleep. He carefully climbed in next to her and
lay still for a moment as he stretched his legs and arms. He
stared into the dark of the room as he was becoming excited with
the warmth he could feel next to him. She was on her side facing
him and he turned toward her slipping an arm over her, pulling
her to him.
She inhaled deeply out of her sleep already knowing whose hands
and arms had just enveloped her. She reached out and grasped him
tightly to her as her kissed her lips quickly and then hugged
her. She sobbed lightly into his ear.
“Oh Joe I’ve missed you so much and I can’t bear to be away from
you like that. I was so flustered I thought terrible things when
I saw the car in the drive. I thought I was going to catch you
cheating. Please forgive me, please, please!” She sobbed.
“Oh God, given my reputation I can’t fault you for that in your
frustration, but you never have to doubt me or think that again.”
Joe whispered as he ran his hands over her back and down her arms
as if making sure she was actually there and with him.
“I’m so ashamed of myself Joseph, you are truly my love and I
thought things I had no right to.” Selena continued to cry.
Joe rolled over and slipped a leg over her as he began to attach
himself to her mouth so she could no longer speak. His tongue
probed deeply into her mouth as she responded and kissed him back
in a breathless embrace.
Joe lifted his lips from hers and saw a glisten of tear on her
face in the low ambient light reflection from outside. He kissed
and licked the tears and then did the same to the other side.
“There see, your tears are sweet now, not bitter. We are fine.”
Joe said as he felt himself getting aroused by her warmth, her
smell and his deep love.
Joe had been teased while away by some of the women of the
industry he had bedded in previous trips to trade shows and
conventions. Although he was not terribly frustrated by the
tease, knowing his love was at home, his body did a natural
reaction to the pheromone shower he was getting. Joe knew by the
discomfort in his balls that release was needed. Now his body was
rampant with reaction to Selena’s presence as his cock was
growing out of his underwear and pressing against her.
Selena’s hunger for sexual release and the love she felt was more
than she could contain as she slipped a hand from Joe’s back to
between them grabbing the waistband of his brief and slipping her
hand in them and withdrawing his hard cock. As Joe expelled a
long sigh of relief at the grasp of her hand she pulled the
gusset of her panty aside and took him and pressed him to her
slick little lips.
A loud mutual groan filled the room as her slid into her, making
their embrace a much better fit.
“God!” Joe said with a little cry in his voice. “Being inside of
you may be the most exciting feeling in the world. I could stay
like this forever.”
“I can’t even draw a full breath without a swoon with you in me
like this. Joe, I love you so. Make love to me, here, now, like
this.” She cried into his ear.
Joe moved his weight to his knees as she spread her legs a bit
more and brought up her knees as he hugged her tightly, his face
beside hers. He began to pump at her wet pussy feeling her
tightness and the grip she used to hold him. Her muscles held him
so tightly he was able to withdraw almost all the way from her
without fear of falling out. He slammed home each time after the
head of his cock came nearly half way from her. He never felt
longer, fatter or harder in his life as he did now. After just a
few of his long strokes he heard a quiver-cry from the back of
her throat as the first wave of orgasm began to hit her. She
closed her eyes as the pleasure began to pour over her. When it
began to peak she opened her eyes to see stars as if she were
lightheaded. As Joe plowed her she held her grip on him and felt
every centimeter of his being inside of her. Her cry sounded like
a panic but Joe knew she was going over the edge. The grunting
and gripping sounds from her throat told Joe she was in the
throes of orgasm, finally ending in a whoop.
Joe knew he was near to his own climax and tried not to vary from
his steady long pulsing stroke.
“Oh God babeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee . . . arghhh.” Was all he
could groan gutturally into her ear as he felt his come rise.
“Ooooooooooooo . . Ohhhhhhh,” he shouted in her ear as he felt
his come pour from his balls into her. His silent stroke was
suddenly a wet sloshing mortar grinding at the pestle of her
vagina.
He felt wave after wave pulse through him in the longest orgasm
he could ever remember.
Good God, your hot come is filling me!! Oh God, I’m cumming
again!!” she cried out as she gripped Joe to her.
Finally Joe fell forward onto her, exhausted, biting into her
shoulder. They stayed breathlessly panting in each others ear for
a few minutes until Joe finally spoke.
“I do love you so much Selena. I feel as hard now as when I
started, and after cumming so much. You are incredible!!”
“I’m going to leak all over everything, I’m so full of you.” she
whispered as he pressed his middle toward her and picked his
torso up. He knelt before her, still buried to the hilt in her.
As he pulled from her, the grip she had still held him tightly.
The friction of his extraction caused another wave to go through
him and as his cock peaked from her pussy, another volley of come
escaped up onto her t-shirt.
“Ahhhhhh!” He responded. “Sorry about the shirt.” He said as he
saw the bolt land on her in the ambient light.
Selena giggled and rubbed the come spray into the shirt. “Not a
problem, it’s YOUR bed shirt!”
“You are in SO much trouble for wearing the sacred shirt!” He
kidded.
“It was all I had that smelled like you.” She pouted.
It remained quiet in the room as they both contemplated the
finest and most intense love making session they have ever had.
It was a culmination of her worry and doubt being vanquished and
his victory over the easy temptations he had on his trip. Selena
could no longer bear to lie in her dorm room not knowing what had
happened, and Joe could have easily cheated with no chance of
ever being found out. But their real true love for each other
shone through so brightly. In the silence of the room they both
relished what they had just experienced.
“My good God!” Selena finally exclaimed. “I am such a mess! My
panties are full of you!” She said as she lifted Joe’s bed shirt
up and off and brought it between her legs as she knelt up to get
off the bed to go to the bathroom to clean up.
Holding the bunched t-shirt between her legs she paused to kiss
Joe, saying, “I’ll be right back!”
She went into the bathroom and adjusted a warm flow on the bidet
and then shucked off her underwear and put them with the t-shirt
in the hamper. The water was warm when she straddled the bowl and
tried to force out any of Joe that remained. Running her fingers
through the rinse of her smooth lips she knew there was still a
hunger within her. Her tingle continued as she bent to get the
fountain flow to rinse the stale smell from her butt crease and
asshole.
She left the bathroom light on and cracked the door on her way
out to add some light to the room. Joe looked deep in thought as
she came in, but his standing cock told her that he was also
distracted by their lust for each other.
Without saying a word Selena knelt on the bed and walked on her
knees toward Joe and he looked at her as if he was going to say
something to her. Before he could though she swung a leg over him
and bent her head down to take his cock into her mouth, tasting
their mingling of juices as she lowered her pussy to Joe’s face.
He quickly took her round bottom in his hands and pressed his
lips to her bare smooth pussy, tasting her sweetness. Selena
quickly felt shudders of impending quakes within her. Joe was
also aware that he was not going to last long under her mouth,
despite just cumming a few minutes ago.
With no hands and just her mouth and lips she bobbed up and down
on him as she massaged his balls with her hand. He had her clit
between his lips sucking it to the same rhythm of her mouth while
wiping his tongue over it.
As Selena’s orgasm began to come over her she felt something new
and different as if a hand was reaching within her to squeeze an
orgasm from her. It was an urge to push some great object from
herself and the feeling to pee at the same time and then before
she could comprehend or stop herself she had to lift her head
from his cock to cry out her pleasure as a long squirt came from
her over Joe’s face and chest. Her body spasmed and shuddered
violently as she screamed,
“OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH GTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT. WHOA, JOE, I’M SO
SORREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEY”
Joe held her tightly to his face, not wanting her to get away.
“Sorry for what? You just had a big wet orgasm!”
“I didn’t pee on you?” Selena asked as began to prop herself up
again recovering from the blockbuster cum.
“NO, please finish me! I’m so close!” he said as he let her pussy
loose from his mouth and ran his tongue over her perineum to her
little anus as she fit her mouth over his rampant cock. She
bobbed her head a few times and squeezed his balls again and felt
him quake beneath her. She ran her hand to his cock and stroked
the base a few times pushing Joe over the edge as he deposited
his warm juice into her mouth. Still stroking him at the base she
just had a swirling tongue over his cock head, playing with the
sperm in her mouth, enjoying the tongue on her little hole.
Joe quickly grew over sensitive and began to try and pull from
her mouth.
He tried to push her away stopping his anal lapping and she gave
up his cock.
She quickly turned and looked at him in the low light of the
room. Joe saw her swallow and run her tongue through her mouth
and swallow again before she smiled at him.
“That was a WET orgasm? Did you mean a squirt? . . .a P spot
orgasm?”
“A G spot orgasm, you mean. Yes that’s what you had. I guess
they’re pretty awesome.” Joe said with a big smile.
“It’s like I was passing some large object out of me there and
then that pee or whatever it was felt so good to push out and I
couldn’t help it.” She said still panting.
“That’s a women’s ejaculation. That what I feel every time I cum
for you.” Joe tried to explain as well as he could.
“Holy Shit, I can do that? I’ve read about them before, but . . .
“ Selena started.
Hey, no biology for now. I just want you to know I love you so
much I can barely function without you. I’m glad I could help you
get that.” Joe said as he moved to take her in his arms again.
She touched his lips with fingers and smiled cutely. “I’m glad I
could help you with yours too. You’ve never stayed hard like that
before, not that I was ever disappointed. We just tuned in to the
right wave length tonight.”
Then they kissed long and hard tasting each other in doing so.
“Holy Fuck, look at the time! It’s after 4 o’clock and I have to
be up at 7 to get back to the dorm and shower to get to an 8
o’clock.” Selena cried out as she looked at the clock radio.
“Won’t a few yawns during the day be worth what we just had?” Joe
said with a smile. “I’ll be sure you’re up at 6:30 so you can get
Lucy’s car back and you can get to class. By the time you get
back from classes later your car will be in the dorm lot, OK?”
“Joe, I can’t let you buy me a car.” Selena shyly said.
“After I formally ask you to marry me would you accept it? If you
were to be my partner in life, love and business would it be more
appropriate?” Joe asked.
“Uhhh, yes it would be, but still Joe, a car! How can I pay for
the insurance, repairs and all that stuff?”
“Selena will you marry me and be my partner in life and love? I’m
already on my knees on the bed here.” He said as he held both her
hands in his and looked into her eyes for the answer.
“Of course, Joe but . . . “ she stammered as she welled up with
tears.
“Selena, I love you. Take the car as a token to hold until you
pick out your ring. If you want to wait until you finish school
to get married, fine. But I DO seriously want to be with you
forever, share my life, share your life. Now, no crying; save it
for when you pick out the ring and I get down on one knee and
make it official. I’ll even ask you father’s permission. OK?”
“Oh Joe you make me so happy!” She said as she draped her arms
around his neck and pulled him down to the bed.
“Come on, let’s get to sleep and we can talk all about his later.
You need some rest for school.” Joe said as he pulled up the
covers.
“God, I don’t know if I can go to sleep so excited, but I am so
exhausted.” Selena started to say, but Joe stopped her with a
goodnight kiss before rolling over and turning off the light.
CHAPTER 13
The sound of the news on the clock radio filled the room where
the lovers slept at 6:30, waking Selena first. She rolled over to
look for Joe just as he lifted his head to check and see if she
were awake.
“I’ll make coffee and you get dressed, OK?” Joe said as he pecked
her on the lips and got up.
He went to the kitchen and put a pre-measured packet into the
coffee maker and took a bottle of spring water from the fridge
and poured it in as he did every morning. He switched the brewer
on and went back into the bedroom to be sure she was up.
Selena was at the mirror in the bathroom combing out her hair and
getting her toothbrush ready to freshen her mouth. It only took a
few moments for the smell of brewing coffee to waft into the
room.
She felt someone watching her and turned to see Joe sitting on
the bed staring at her.
“There’s a naked beautiful gorgeous woman in my bathroom. I’m
sorry if I stare but you are breathtaking, even brushing your
teeth.” Joe said in response to her look.
Selena took the brush to her mouth and began to wash her teeth.
The motion of her body as she brushed ignited Joe right away. He
could feel his cock begin to swell and lift from its rest. As he
stood to walk to her she was rinsing her mouth, bending over the
sink and it was all he could take. As she stood up from her
spitting she saw him behind her and she smiled. She was about to
turn to him when he filled his fingers with saliva from his hand
and he applied it to her vagina, making her jump.
“Joe! I have to get going, OooooH!” She started to protest as he
pressed his cock head to her slickened smooth pussy.
He sunk right in and Selena dropped her head in resignation as
she felt him fill her.
“Oh God Joe, you make me feel so good. Mmmmmmmmmmmmm, fuck me!”
She exclaimed.
Joe bent to hold himself to her and whispered in her ear. “We
still have to wait for the coffee to brew. Meanwhile I have
something brewing for you.”
Selena giggled and bent a little further and put her head in her
arms to enjoy being taken so spontaneously.
Joe held her buttocks as he pumped in and out of her, now aided
by her own wetness. He began to massage the swell of her hips.
“Your beautiful hips and ass are something I find impossible to
resist when you flaunt it like that in my bathroom naked.” Joe
groaned as he enjoyed the feeling of her tight pussy as she
muscled him in its grip.
“That’s because everything I have to wear over that ass is soaked
with cum.” She grunted back as she bore down to get an orgasm.
“Ohhhh Ohhhhhhhhhhhh, hun hun hun hunttttttttt, Ohhhhhhhhh God.”
she squeaked and then put her head even lower to bear the brunt
of a second fast orgasm.
Joe began to pick up his pace after her second big spasm and
Selena stood halfway up in a quick panic.
“Don’t cum in me! I have to drive back and I have nothing I can
wear as it is. I don’t want to leak into my jeans.” She said
worried of embarrassment.
“You can wear my underwear, don’t worry.” He laughed as he began
to huff and puff a little.
“Noooooooooo. Let me finish you baby, please?” She said as she
stood up and tried to dislodge him.
Joe pressed into her and put his mouth to her ear as she stood. “
How do you want to finish me sweets?”
“Oh, in my mouth. Feed me baby!” she said as she began to turn,
letting him drop from her as she kissed his lips and squat down
pushing her mouth over him.
The sight of her with his cock in her mouth squatting in front of
him was all he needed to go over. She throttled the base of his
cock and smiled at him with his cock on her tongue, her mouth
open as he spurt into it. As soon as she felt him cum she covered
his cock head again with her mouth and sucked. This third cum in
the past 6 hours or so was all he could take. Instantly he became
super sensitive and he wanted away from her teasing sucking
mouth.
“Gzzzzttt, No oh, oh, oh, oh.” He cried out as she took one last
lick and let him go.
“You are so bad Joseph. You’re enough to make me want to skip
school. But I can’t. Is that going to hold you until I see you
again?” She asked facetiously.
Joe nodded his head and fell back into the wall. Then he gathered
his balance and stood straight.
“God, you make me crazy! Ummmm, I’ll pour coffee. I’ll put yours
in a car cup.”
“Whew!” she said as she rubbed her pussy, pulling on the lips.
“My little girl is as happy as your little guy. Wow! Umm, what
time is it?”
“Ten of.” He shouted from the kitchen as she grabbed a panty
liner and put it in her jeans as she stepped into them. She took
one of Joe’s t-shirts to wear under her coat as she slipped on
loafers and went out to start the car to warm it.
“I can’t believe you bought me a car!” She said as she came back
into get her coffee and hug Joe.
“It’s ours, OK? You’ll love it and I’ll love you having it.” He
said
Selena kissed Joe goodbye and hugged him tightly before she made
her way into the cold air to make the 10-minute drive to school.
She had 45 minutes to shower and walk across the quad to her
first class. She was in love, had just been made love to 3 times
in the past few hours, had her coffee, had her shower and would
come home to her new car. Life was good for Selena Hanson as she
strode into her first class with a few minutes to spare.
There wasn’t a guy on the whole Polytech campus that wouldn’t do
a second take when Selena walked by. Her tight, shapely little
body was everything most girls wished for and since she fell in
love and grew confidant with herself, her stride and demeanor
made her even more beautiful. In the past year she had grown to a
mature young woman and found love, as well as sexual fulfillment.
If she had an ax to grind with life, it was that she couldn’t
keep her mind off Joe and wanted to be with him all the time. He
had a hard time convincing her that living together during the
school year was a bad idea. He knew the coming summer was going
to bring a confrontation with her father, because she was going
to move in with him then, but the school year she should be
committed to school.
After her 90 minute lecture and review she had 30 minutes to
finally have a breakfast and get to her next class. Her stomach
was keenly aware that the only thing she had so far today was
coffee and Joe. At the Student Union there were few choices of
places to eat before noon and Breakfast Pizza smelled good as
soon as she walked by the PizzaMasters mole hole in the food
mini-mall that led to the Polytech Bookstore.
After fiddling in her backpack for the money to pay the
counterman she dragged her backpack and balanced her paper plate
and coffee as she went into the Union Hall. The Hall still
smelled of stale beer from the night before, but it was quiet.
She took out notes from the next class last lecture and began to
review them as she tore into her breakfast. As she ate and
studied she became aware that someone was standing beside her
table.
She looked up to see Arnie Porto, a guy who had been in some of
her classes in the past couple years. He was big in the frats and
obviously very popular on campus. Handsome would be an
understatement to his looks. He was rugged and dressed like a J
Crew catalog. Arnie had left a string of broken hearts over the
campus, as well as a string of willing conquests. They had been
friendly, but he had never come on to her, sensing her lack of
interest and knowing she was younger.
“Arnie, what’s up? I only have a few minutes to Dr. Gendrons
class and this is my breakfast and probably my lunch, so I’m a
little rushed.” She said as politely as she could.
“When does Selena have fun? I’ve known you for almost 3 years and
I don’t think I’ve seen you at one party. You are so pretty it
just seems a shame you’re married to your books 24-7.” Arnie said
as almost a non-sequitor. It was the question he was going to ask
her no matter what she had said.
“I have plenty of fun Arnie, we just don’t hang in the same
circles. Besides I’m underage to drink so you wouldn’t see me at
frat parties or in clubs.
“Selena you know that’s bullshit. We don’t check ID’s at frats
and I’ve seen you at Shillelaghs before, WITH a drink in your
hand.” Arnie answered.
“OK Arnie, cut to the chase. I’m not trying to give you a hard
time, it’s just I don’t have a lot of time right now.”
“OK, OK. Listen, we have a bus going to Lauderdale for Spring
Break and we have 2 spots left. I’d like you to go. I’ll pay for
your bus if its money that’s a problem. We can hang out, and I
promise, no expectations.” Arnie said, laying it all on the line.
“Sorry Arnie, number one I already have plans for the Break, and
number two, I’m sort of engaged, committed to a relationship.
But, thanks for asking.” She said as she took another bite of her
pizza.
“I think you’re bullshitting me kiddo. Just where are you going?
I’ve never seen you with a guy, and I know you’re roommate is a
lizard. Is that the problem?” Arnie said loosing patience.
Selena stood up and got nose to nose with Arnie.
“Look, spreading stories about people is something old ladies do.
Lucy is NOT a lesbian, nor am I. I am going away for The Break
with my boyfriend. We’re going to Negril Beach in Jamaica. Any
more fucking assumptions? I’ve always liked you Arnie and I’m
going to pretend this conversation never took place. If you want
a fuck toy for the break, ask one of your bimbos.”
Arnie backed down right away from the usually quiet and docile
Selena and began to walk away, his male ego bruised. Then he
stopped and came back to the table where Selena sat.
“I’m really sorry Selena. I WAS out of line with my remarks.
You’re the one girl on campus that I really wanted to go out
with, and you never responded to one of my lines. Sticking up for
yourself and your roommate is admirable. You have a lucky
boyfriend. . . . .and you’re right, I’ll probably end up with one
of the bimbo’s who hang at the frat.” Arnie said as he walked
away.
Selena had never been approached by any of the guys on campus
before. She always thought the protection of her father in her
first year and her obvious youth had shied suitors away. The fact
she stayed away from the parties, or was not allowed to go to
them left most guys with the impression she was not a party girl.
She was proud how she had handled the come-on.
She saw Arnie 3 more times that day and each time he smiled like
he knew she would eventually come over to his side. She was happy
that someone was flirting with her though. Besides the Animal
House type tactics of some of the guys on campus, she always felt
fairly unnoticed. Selena relished in feeling so sexy, so feminine
that men would want her.
As she left her last lecture hall for the day she checked her
watch and saw it was almost 5 o’clock as the sun was almost
setting. The clocks would spring forward next week and the early
evening light would return. As she took the shortcut between
dorms to get to her front door she scanned the parking lot for
the Mustang she could call hers. It just came into view for her
when she almost ran into Arnie Porto again.
“ARNIE! My God do you have to step right in front of me? Oh, a, .
. . Well I have to admit I wasn’t paying attention. Sorry. What
are you doing here?”
“I came to make one more pitch for you to go away on Break with
me.” He said sheepishly.
“Well, it’s nice to know that you think I’m just a whore who
would go away with a man I barely know, Arnie. The kind of man
I’m going to be with is the kind of man who would buy me a new
car like that white Mustang in the parking lot. A man who takes
care of me in very way and above all, loves me unconditionally.
You might wonder what magic line he used on me, but I’ll tell
you, I pursued him. He was everything I wanted in a man.” Selena
told him smugly.
“Yeah, he had a thick wallet!” he snapped back.
“Arnie, if that were the case, why do I still have to work part
time to make my own ends meet. He will give me anything I want,
but most of all he gives me respect. Arnie, when you learn to
respect a woman, you will have a lot more luck with them. Until
then, you’ll have to settle for the frat house bimbo’s. I see my
Joseph pulling into the lot right now. Stick around and meet him
if you like. Find out what a real man is.” Selena said smartly.
“No, I have to go. I know when I’ve been shot down and I don’t
want some jealous boyfriend to make a scene. See you in class
Selena. I should be real pissed off at you, but I guess I had
this coming. Maybe I needed someone to show me how shallow I am.”
Arnie said, finally admitting defeat.
It was apparent to Selena that Arnie had carried a torch for her
for a while, but somehow couldn’t get the nerve to approach her
about it, even though the two had talked on many other occasions.
Seeing Joe relieved Selena and made her feel safe again. She
walked out to her new car to meet him as he dangled the keys from
his hands.
“I came to get a ride in your new car. I’m sure with you behind
the wheel it will look even sharper than it does. I picked this
one out because it reminded me of you. Very feminine and with
classic lines.” Joe said as she jumped into his arms, letting her
backpack fall to the ground.
“Come on, the suns almost down, let’s get a short ride in before
it’s totally dark.” Joe said as he pressed the keys into her
hand.
Selena picked up her backpack and went to the drivers’ side of
the Mustang and slid into the cold leather bucket, reaching over
to open Joe’s door.
The engine started smoothly and she adjusted the heat, hoping it
would come up quickly in the cool late March chill of the
evening.
“I can’t wait to get to a spot where I can park and kiss and hug
you. I want to celebrate who you’re not.” Selena said. “I was
just hit on for the second time today by the campus Casanova of
sorts. He wasn’t really rude or anything, just so presumptuous,
that I would rush to be with him on his frat Spring Break bus.”
Joe furrowed a brow in confusion and Selena explained what had
happened as they sped through out of the city to Treachers Park,
an overlook picnic area just behind the city. It was a favorite
spot for hikers who followed trails down the steep face of the
cut of rock that sat overlooking the city.
At this time of year the trails and picnic area were officially
closed due to the dangerous conditions that ice could create. The
road was clearly marked “Thoroughfare only- No stopping in
recreation areas”, but many stopped at the overlook, the guard
chain long since broken. As long as sightseers remained in their
cars, the park police on duty rarely bothered anyone.
She slid the White Mustang into the parking area and pulled
forward to the rock wall that rimmed the overlook. She turned to
him and asked if this was the first time a girl had ever taken
HIM parking.
“I have to say this is a first.” He answered as he leaned to kiss
her and pull her closer. He just got his arm around her when a
green and white cruiser pulled up beside them. They looked at the
Park Officer as he motioned for them to lower the window.
The electric window hummed down and the officer spoke.
“Ma’am, Sir? You know the park is closed and you cannot get out
of your vehicle. Legally the park is closed and you are
trespassing. When I make my rounds again I don’t expect you to be
here or you will be issued a summons. Fair enough?” He said from
under his Mounties hat.
“Fair enough, Sir!” Joe hollered through the window as the
cruiser backed out of the spot and pulled away.
Joe looked at the disappointed Selena and said, “That gives us a
20 minutes or so. Umm, I’ve been here a few times before.” He
said with a wry smile as he pulled her close to seek her lips.
Selena exhaled deeply as she fell into his kiss over the console.
After a long hard, tongue probing kiss, Selena pulled back. “Why
don’t we just go home where we can be alone?”
Joe sat back into his bucket and looked at her with a little
smile.
“I can’t move like a teenager over his console, but I bet you can
come over here.”
Selena looked oddly at him and slid her seat back and straddled
the console in one move, and Joe’s legs in the next, sitting
astride him. “If only I’d worn a skirt.” She said with a sly look
on her face.
She leaned up to Joe’s face as he slid down a bit, letting her
feel the tent growing in his pants right against her crotch.
After a long wet kiss and a humping ride on his bulge she looked
at him sadly. “Twenty minutes isn’t enough if I have to take off
these slacks, huh?”
“No, it’s not” he responded. “But, the wait will make it more
delicious when we finally have at each other. This tease is good
for both of us, especially after last night.”
Selena’s lips enveloped his mouth as the words left it and she
ground harder on his hardness determined to reach an end to her
frustration; after a few friction filled minutes she gave up the
quest.
“Shit Joey, I want you so badly!” she cried.
“Don’t worry, there will be time soon. Let’s get ourselves
straightened out and head back to town.” Joe said taking his
hands out of her coat.
Selena straightened as best she could and straddled a leg over
the console, pausing a second to kiss his bulge through his
pants. She twisted and rolled into her bucket and untucked her
feet to drive.
“I’m sorry to be such a tease, but I want you so bad. After
talking with that jerk Arnie I realize just HOW lucky I am to
have you. Hearing him talk about their Spring Break bus all I can
think about is the smell of stale beer. I can’t wait for our
trip.” Selena said as she glided the Mustang down the windy
hillside road.
When Selena got to the intersection to bring her back to campus
she hesitated and then made a left turn instead of the right to
bring her back.
“Where are you going?” Joe asked.
Selena smiled at him.
“I’m exercising my new found freedom of having my own car. I
driving to your house, and I’m going to fuck you in my car for
the first time!” she squealed.
“Did I give you that dirty mouth? Naughty girl!” Joe said half
serious, half facetious.
“I’m sorry, but you have awakened the sexual being inside of me.
I love you and have to have you all the time, it seems. Don’t
worry; it’s not that I would ever look elsewhere for it, no
matter how charged up I might get. You are my love and it’s you I
always want, Joe.” She said as she put her hand on his knee.
“I know that, it’s just you’ve never really talked that frankly
about sex, at least while we weren’t having it. I hope you don’t
talk that way around others, it makes you sound pretty cheap.”
Joe warned.
“Joseph, I’m still my Daddy’s little girl, in that respect.” She
said as she wheeled into the hidden drive at Joe’s, and up the
grade into his driveway.
“Enough talk about my choice of words, or my Dad or anything
else. You just sit there and I’ll get us to steam up the
windows.” She said as she let she seat back all of the way.
Selena smiled wickedly at Joe and unsnapped her slacks, braced
her head against the rest and lifted her butt enough to slide the
loose fitting pants down while kicking off her shoes. As before
she swung her leg over the console and turned her whole self to
Joe’s side with both feet between his, standing, while bent over
facing him. The car was too small for her to kneel on the floor
in front of him, so she braced her knees on the front of the seat
and reached to loosen his belt and lower his zipper.
“I don’t want to hear you say this has ever happened to you
before Mr. World of Sex. This will be a memory for us to laugh
about in our rockers someday.” She said as she fished out his
half staffed cock and lowered her mouth over it, sucking it to
full attention while bobbing her head, slurping and humming her
satisfaction.
Joe sucked his lungs full as the sensation of her mouth filled
him with lust.
She uncurled from the uncomfortable position and asked, “Wet
enough?” as she brought her knees to either side of him. But
before she could settle them on the sides of the seat, Joe cupped
her pussy lifting her, saying “How about you?” as she almost went
head first into the back seat as he pulled her panty aside and
licked the length of her pussy and then filled her lips with his
spittle, sucking on her clit for a moment and then let her down.
She knelt astride Joe and felt underneath her for his cock and
aimed it at her wet lips and slowly settled down on to it,
groaning a deep sigh of relief.
“NNNNNNnnnnnnn Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!” she exclaimed rolling her eyes
back and reaching around Joe’s head to hug herself to him.
Her whisper was a breathless squeak in his ear. “I’ve needed you
there all day.”
She planted kisses over Joe’s face and neck as well as any other
part of his anatomy she could reach from this perch on his cock.
“I love you forever Joe, and I promise that with every cell of my
being.” She said as she sat back and pushed up her pullover, and
then her sports bra to reveal her shapely breasts with their hard
nipples. Joe knew what she wanted and he quickly covered one,
then the other with his mouth. Each time he tried to switch
breasts it became harder as Selena was now bouncing high and hard
on his dick as she was getting closer and closer to orgasm.
“Oh Joe, Oh Joe, Joe, Joe Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” She growled as
she pulled her self tightly to him, taking her breasts from his
lips as she braced for orgasm..
He heard her breath catch in her throat as the spasm continued
and she lifted her head to look at him, her eyes locked in a
tranced, almost panicked look. Then she expelled a huge ball of
air as the spasm passed.
“Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeew! Oh God Joe, cum for me, cum for me!”
She cried as she rocked even harder on him, almost grasping his
penis with her pussy.
Joe had been close, and her extra effort pushed him closer. He
reached around and took her ass in his hands and used what little
extra lift he could gather in this position as he felt his ball
of cum rise through the pleasure chambers of his loins and he
shot it into her.
“Ahh, Ahhhhh, Ahhhhhhhhhhhhgggg Goddddddddd!” He shouted before
there was a long series of humming moans as he kept squeezing his
cum out, until finally he could take no more and wilted into the
seat.
True to her word, the windows of the car we steamed beyond anyone
seeing in or out. The lovers kissed and held their mouths to each
other’s as they came down from their sexual heaven. She felt Joe
shrinking and reached down as she lifted from him, pulling her
panty back over her smooth pussy.
“I’ll let that leak out all the way home and as long as it wants
to run. I don’t care it if runs down my leg into my shoes.” She
exclaimed as she twisted back over the console and put her feet
in the puddled pants on the floor of the drivers’ side.
“Oh SHIT, I’m already over flowing!” she laughed and exclaimed as
she lifted up to get her pants over her bottom.
She switched the defroster to high to clear the windows and
slipped the car into reverse to bring herself home and Joe back
to his car. He was speechless most of the trip back in his post
sex reverie.
“I really hope I can keep up with you, you amazing woman. Each
time I make love to you, it’s better than the time before. I’ll
love you forever as well. You can count on it.” Joe said as he
extended his hand to hers as she drove.
As soon as she pulled in the dorm parking lot she sighed.
“Back to reality. I have a quiz tomorrow in Trig that’s half of
my grade. I think I’m ready, but I’ll cram more tonight.” She
said as she switched of the key and got out of the car.
She retrieved her backpack from the back and locked her new car
and walked Joe to his car. With their arms intertwined they
kissed and hugged until Selena whispered. “I have to go and. . .
. . it IS running down my leg.” She said with a giggle. They
pecked once more and Selena broke the hug, saying goodnight.
“I’ll call you before I go to bed.” They said simultaneously
with a laugh.
Selena hurried in the cold air to the door and turned to wave as
she went inside. Joe’s cum was running down her leg and she wore
it like a medal. The first order of business was to get showered
and cleaned up. She felt like she and Joe had passed some
significant marker in their relationship yesterday and tonight.
She was sure that nights living away from Joe were fewer and
fewer. No matter how soon they got married, she had to be with
him, and soon.
After her shower she still felt the glow of love making as she
primped in the bathroom applying cream to her face, trimming her
toenails, and giving her mound a quick once over, with shaving
cream and a razor made just for that intention, to keep it
smooth. She even bent and looked under herself, feeling with her
fingers for hair around her other private little hole. She was
sure she wanted to experiment there again while on Break with
Joe. She wanted to be perfect in every way for him as she trimmed
that area too. Sexually she had been awakened and she never felt
so awake and aware of her love and sexuality.
Coming out of the bathroom she saw the mail that Lucy had picked
up earlier and laid on her bed. One of the letters was from Wall
Street Global, the people paying for her education. She knew what
it was. She had to go for a yearly interview and review of her
studies. She would sit in a room with 5 members of the “think
tank” while they reviewed her grades and comments solicited from
her professors. They actually paid the professors for the
personal review to make sure their charges were not being
rubber-stamped. They wanted honest interpretations of what they
were getting.
A chill ran through her fearing it would fall in her break time,
but she was quickly relieved that it was the Sunday before school
resumed. Meeting Sunday seemed odd, but foreign markets opened
then. It still might mean coming home a day early, or perhaps
flying directly into New York City on her way home. She would
discuss it with Joe tonight when he called.
CHAPTER 14
The days had grown to only a few before the lovers left on a
vacation alone for the first time. Joe made the arrangements to
fly into New York City on Saturday afternoon before her meeting
with Wall Street Global. He planned on showing her a bit of New
York that night and after her interview, if time allowed. He
worried her by telling her that she should tell the group whom
she was dating and planned to marry, and what he did. He wanted
to be sure there was no conflicts involved with her input on
policy and decision making. She proposed scenario after scenario,
sure that she would be lifted from the program. Each time Joe
proved her wrong and insisted she had become paranoid about the
situation. When she told him that she was not going to tell them
about her connection to Joe Johnson, he insisted that it would
then be a conflict, hiding details. Joe felt sure he could fix
any problems, and if it meant shutting down his mini brokering
business, so be it.
In the 4 days since she had gotten her car, she had made 2 late
night trips to Joe’s. Each of those nights she crawled into bed
with Joe and slept in his arms, waking early to make love, and
get back to her dorm by 7 a.m.
To assure the grades she wanted, and to impress her professors,
Selena was always more than prepared for any quiz, test or exam.
She rarely compromised her study habits and the few weeknight
dalliances with Joe didn’t seem to have any effect. Ever since
the second review and interview at Wall Street Global she had
become very cognizant of her professors image of her. She wanted
to appear confidant and in control. So far she had done that.
Now, she was beginning to feel that if she were to move in with
Joe, she would be more in control of her situation. He was on her
mind constantly to the point of breaking her concentration from
time to time. They had discussed it at times, but Joe was not
about to make this move, especially during the school year,
without her fathers’ knowledge.
It was Thursday and Joe had a labor dispute to settle with a
local union for Johnson Construction. As much as he was hands-off
with the company he owned, the bottom line and labor problems got
him into the mix quickly. He was confident of all the people who
ran the company for his father and now him, with those
exceptions.
When Selena finished her last exam before break she went to her
dorm and packed up a few things she might need until she returned
after the Spring Break. Campus roads were jammed with the exodus
of students beginning their 10-day vacation.
Selena had to get to Joe’s and check the day’s prices and the buy
and sell sheets of stocks they were looking at. While somewhat
removed during mid-terms and their prep, she still had a finger
on what Joe was doing in the markets.
She and Joe had to finalize their buy and sell lines of the
stocks he owned for the broker handling the portfolio while Joe
was away. Selena wanted Joe to have a true vacation from work and
worry. Setting prudent markers would probably mean no
transactions for the broker to proxy for Joe, unless the market
made a major adjustment. All of this was going through her mind
as she was about to lock up the dorm and leave.
“Leave it open!” she heard from down the hall, looking up to see
Lucy hustling up the hall.
Selena stopped and waited for her, setting her duffle down.
“Before you go,” Lucy began, “I want to tell you how much I
appreciate you and the help you gave me a few weeks ago. Lots of
people would have just kicked my ass out. Being away from home,
you are the sister I need. Umm, I’ve been to therapy and I’m
working on a few of my problems. Just knowing what they are is a
relief, so thanks very much. You should know that I wanted them
to cure me of being attracted to women, but instead, they have
made me accept it. I’ve learned to call myself bi-sexual, but I
really do want to marry and have a family, having a normal
relationship with a man. Without getting into it, let me just say
that my family is pretty fucked up and I had an uncle who abused
me when I was small. Before you go I should also tell you that I
might not be your roommate after break. I feel like I’ve burdened
you and distracted you enough.”
Selena took her hands in hers and spoke directly. “Lucy, don’t
leave on my account, because I may move in with Joe for the rest
of the year, maybe forever. If anything, I don’t think I’ll be
here much. Don’t upset your life any more than you have to,
especially for me, OK?”
“Are you sure?” Lucy asked.
Selena’s only response was to hug her. As the hug broke Lucy
embraced her again and broke into tears. When she loosened the
embrace Lucy kissed her on the lips, saying “Thank You”.
Selena smiled and picked up her duffle and went on her way. The
kiss made her feel uncomfortable at first, but it was also
reassuring because of the affection it implied. Lucy truly looked
up to her and suddenly the role of a sister felt good.
Although her mind was on the task at hand of preparing Joe’s
portfolio for the proxy, she was beginning to get nervous about
the evening. She and Joe were to go to her home for dinner with
her parents. There was going to be a lot of air clearing tonight.
Her father didn’t know about the car, and he also wasn’t aware of
the enhanced living arrangement she had planned for the summer
with Joe.
As Selena sat at the computer screen and rolled through the
telexes and over seas transmissions of the day, comparing one to
the other an over whelming confidence swept over her. She smiled
as she thought of the trust Joe had put in her, and her own
self-assuredness. She made decisions confidently and surely as
she went through the portfolio, leaving only a few for Joe to
call himself. More and more everyday the he and she of their
relationship was becoming we, and it felt good. Good and natural,
as well.
As she finished the final draft of his portfolio buy and sell
points she sat back into Joe’s leather chair, smelling him, his
scent that she knew so well, in the leather. She crossed her legs
and leaned back getting a rush as she thought of the way he loved
her, and made love to her. She could not possibly be happier with
her love and her life. She answered a little tingle she felt
within herself by reaching up under sweater and pinching one of
her nipples, and then the other. This was usually the way she
would begin a masturbation session if she were alone and she
wondered if this would turn into that, as she thought of her
lover. But then the phone rang.
“Hello, Joe Johnson residence.” She politely answered.
“Hi lover! How are you making out?” Joe asked.
“I just finished. Don’t tell me you’re way over at the office
still.” Selena whined.
“Don’t get your panties all in a bunch there Essy. I’m at the
Cheese store to get something to go with the wine tonight. What
did you pick out?” Joe asked.
“Nothing real fancy, a Gladstone Porto, Ruby Red. My Mom and Dad
don’t appreciate the real fancy vintages. They just appreciate
that you and I have them doing wine and cheese as an appetizer a
lot. Get a creamy Swiss, that would be good.” Selena offered.
“You are getting good. You read my mind on that one.” Joe
laughed.
“No secrets for you Joe Johnson! . . . . and what was that about
panties being in a bunch? They couldn’t be, I’m not wearing any
tonight. I’m changing into a long knit dress to the ankle that’s
real clingy and sure to drive you crazy, with NO underwear at
all.” Selena teased.
“I may have you bent over your fathers pool table before the
night is over.” Joe said with a wanting ache in his voice.
“Well, maybe not that, but I’m sure we can work something out
before the night is over.” She chuckled with a tease.
“OK, before I get all aroused here, let me get the cheese and get
home. I know we have to get here in 15 minutes. We’ll be OK.” Joe
said.
“Park beside me in the drive, I want to take my car, OK?” She
asked.
“ooooooKKKKKKKKKK!” he sing-songed, hanging up, knowing the gift
of a car would raise her Dad’s eyebrow.
Selena had just slipped into her long clingy dress when she heard
the elevator whirr. She ran to the doors and when she saw them
start to open she did a pirouette in front of them.
When she turned back to face the elevator and get Joe’s reaction
he was there, hands on hips with a big smile.
“Awesome, just awesome! My God! You look simply delicious, and I
know you are.” Joe said as he stepped off and extended his arms
for her.
He hugged her tightly as she put her arms around his neck making
it easy for him to lift her and spin around.
She giggled and put her feet down to pull back and look at him.
She mouthed “I Love You!” and kissed him. Standing nose to nose,
Joe said the same back to her.
After another squeeze Joe said he needed a few minutes to change
so they could get going.
He busied himself in his closet looking for the right shirt as he
stepped out of his pants and hung them on the dressing chair.
“Hey stud! Cute ass!” Selena called from the doorway.
Joe swayed his hips and pushed the sides of his underwear down as
he still looked for the shirt he wanted, flirting with her.
Selena belly laughed as Joe finally found the shirt he wanted. He
fixed his shorts and took a pair of pants from the closet and
stepped in them. He turned and asked, “Enjoy the show?”
“Very much so. I wish we had more time.” She said with a sexy
leer.
Joe slipped into loafers and grabbed a coat and they were on
their way.
Just remember that I can put up with your Fathers little
comments, but when he says something that is just plain wrong or
insulting, I can’t let it pass. I think we agree that we have
gotten passed the “put up with” stage and he better start to
accept me.” Joe said to warn her that he wanted put himself
straight with her Dad.
“I’m going to speak to that issue tonight, so trust me on this
one.” Selena said as she swung her Mustang into her family’s
drive.
“What are you going to say?” Joe asked hurriedly as the alit from
the car.
“Didn’t I say trust me? . . and you do, don’t you?” she said as
she met him in front of the car and she pecked him on the lips.
The garage door began to go up to let the couple in through the
kitchen, but Selena’s parents came out the door from the kitchen
to the garage to see the new car in the driveway.
“Hi Joe,” Selena’s Mom yelled, “Did you get rid of that little
sports car for this?”
“This is my car Mom,” Selena said. “Joe bought it for me so I
could quit borrowing Lucy’s car and taking the bus.”
“He BOUGHT it for you? A pretty expensive gift, don’t you think?”
Scott Hanson, Selena’s Dad remarked as he leered at Joe. “What
happens to it if you two break up?”
“It’s her car Scott. I sold it to her for $1. It’s something I
thought she needed to make our life’s a little more convenient.
Plus she runs half my stock business most of the time with the
labor problems I’ve been having at Johnson Construction taking up
so much of my life.” Joe said trying to put out a fire before it
started.
Selena and her Mom went around the car once and into the house to
open the wine and cheese, telling the men to hurry along.
Once the kitchen door closed Scott couldn’t hold his tongue.
“So this is what she gets for sleeping with you? Trips and cars
should keep her close.” Scott said.
“Well Scott, I hope you know what you just called your daughter
with that statement. If you think I’m not going to defend her,
you’re dead wrong. I wouldn’t take that statement from anyone
else and I’m not going to take it from you, and your daughter
will hear about it, so you better get your apology ready.” Joe
shot back in a raised tone.
“Alright, alright, it was inappropriate, just understand what a
father feels when another man tries to steal his daughter away.”
Scott said.
“No one is stealing your daughter. Let’s go inside where you have
to act civil towards me. Scott I’m really trying to get along
with you, but YOU are making it hard.” Joe said as he left her
Dad outside in the late March cold.
In the house they all settled in the living room sipping wine and
snacking on cheese. The conversation went from world events to
the stock market to Selena’s grades to the couples Spring Break
trip.
Finally Betty Hanson stood up. “Scott the turkey has been out of
the oven for a half hour and rested proper for a good carving.
Everything else is done so let’s serve. Selena, if you could
help?”
Turkey, stuffing with potatoes and gravy were the favorite of
Selena, so she knew this was her special treat tonight. Once
everyone started eating it was quiet, except for the chef’s
compliments, as all were hungry.
When she had finished Selena got up, volunteering to put on the
coffee. When she opened the refrigerator to get the half and half
she saw the butterscotch pie her Mom had made, remembering Joe
had said it was his favorite. She was grinning big when she went
back into the dining room.
“Someone peeked at dessert, I can tell.” Betty said.
“You’re so special Mom.” Selena said as she kissed her Mom on the
cheek.
“What did I miss?” Joe asked
“You’ll see in due time.” Selena said with a big grin.
Betty got up with Selena and began to clear the table for coffee
and dessert, with Joe pitching in as well. He didn’t want to be
left alone with Scott for any awkward moments.
When the butterscotch pie showed Joe gave Betty Hanson a knowing
look and thanked her profusely, telling her how nice it was to be
treated so well.
Once pie was cut and coffee poured Selena sat up in her chair.
“I have something I want to talk about tonight with all three of
you. Yes, even Joe doesn’t know what I’m going to say here, but I
would like the floor for a bit. OK?”
Betty and Scott looked at each other and then to Joe who shrugged
his shoulders.
“The last 8 months of my life have changed me more than I ever
thought possible. I’ve gone from feeling like a fish out of water
to a confident self-assured woman. I no longer feel like a kid
trying to act like a college student. I almost feel like that
whole University is there for me, and me alone. The stability in
my life has come from the man at this table whom I truly love.
Joe has been a gift to me. Dad, I know you don’t approve of Joe
for a lot of reasons, but I want to explain some things to you
and Mom that might make things seem a bit clearer.
I know you think Joe took advantage of me or something, but that
couldn’t be further from the truth; Joe didn’t pursue me, I
pursued him. After I met him and got to know him I knew he was
special. I was reluctant to become involved with him because of
his reputation, but I had to trust my instincts.
When I poured out my heart to him and told him how I felt about
him, he shot me down, horribly. I came home that night and cried
myself to sleep, or at least I tried to sleep. Finally I got up
in the middle of the night and left you guys a note saying Lucy
picked me up to go back to dorm for a Sunday study group. That
was a lie. I walked up to Joe’s and rang his bell until he
answered. I told him he had no right to shoot me down just
because he was older and had a rep, and I was so young. I was so
mad at him I even punched him, losing my temper to get in the
house.
I slept in his bed that night, but I assure you, nothing
happened. We had no relations then, we hardly kissed. He just
agreed to try and make something of our relationship. I couldn’t
accept him giving up so easily because I was going to be high
maintenance. He brought me to school the next day and we kept in
touch the best we could, with my study load. It wasn’t for a few
weeks that we really got to be together again, and everything
blossomed from there.
Mom and Dad, Joe is a real good man, a smart man, a successful
man and he makes me so happy, I can’t put it into words. I know
you don’t approve of me staying with him sometimes and you think
he corrupted me. I have to tell you that I wasn’t so innocent
when I met him. I got myself in some situations I was ashamed of
that you never knew about, or wanted to. Just don’t think that
Joe initiated me into sex, because he didn’t. Dad thinks that’s
the reason I’m with Joe and him with me, and it’s just not true.
Joe and I are common spirits and his influence has made me grow
up a lot in the past few months. I know I read some of the things
that counselors have told you that my learning level was
advanced, but I seemed less than socially mature for my age. I
know now that I’ve caught up. Joe has instilled me with
confidence. When you see my marks for the midterms and the
analysis my profs have sent to Wall Street you will be bowled
over.
We have talked about getting married, but not until I’m out of
school, of course, and Joe knows he has to ask Daddy for my hand.
But I want you to both know this; I truly love this man who takes
such good care of me and makes me happier than I’ve ever been. He
has made me such a part of his life, I can’t tell you how much I
thank God everyday for him. Please accept him as being part of
me.” She said and as she finished she got up and draped her arms
around the shoulders of a clearly embarrassed Joe to finish.
“This is a good decent man who you would want to marry me, take
care of me and be father to your grand children. I may be getting
ahead of ourselves now, but this is a plan we have and we are
THAT serious about each other. We can’t say what the future
holds, but we know what we want now.” Selena said as she turned
and looked directly at her father. “But Daddy, you may have found
out already, but I have to tell you so you know I am honest with
you. Joe is 22 years older than me and a year younger than you,
but it makes no difference to me and I have thought about all of
the changes.
When one of my girlfriends said,” do you know what you’ll be when
he’s 60?”
I told her. I said “happy”.
Trust your little girl on this one.” She finished as she kissed
Joe one more time on the neck.
Joe was outwardly embarrassed and inwardly a little mad about
Selena’s timing, the day before they leave to go away. He waited
for Scott and Betty’s reaction.
“If I knew the difference in age I would have put a stop to this
right away, I know that.” Scott said. “Someone told me you were
older than I thought, but you really don’t look it. I wish I knew
your secret. Maybe protecting her for 18 years made me look my
age, so you know what you have to look forward to. I’m still not
in love with this arrangement, but your little speech makes it
easier to understand, I guess.”
“Selena honey,” her Mom said, “If you’re happy and feel well
adjusted to being pushed ahead, it makes me happy too. Being with
such an older man can be complicated, but it sounds like you have
thought that entire thing out. Living it out will be different,
so please, for both of your sakes, don’t rush into anything.”
Joe realized that all 3 pairs of eyes were looking at him.
“What? If I knew she was going to say all of this I wouldn’t have
even shown up tonight.” He laughed.
“Selena is correct when she says we are of one spirit. I can’t
tell you how much I didn’t want to be in this relationship.
Dealing with someone half my age, dealing with parents, having to
constantly answer questions about us, it’s all old very fast.
But, the connection we have is palpable. When we are alone either
living or loving, she makes my spirit soar. I’m a better person.
I will admit I do find myself fathering her a bit myself about
her studies. I know how important they are and I will not let her
wither. The opportunity she has with Wall Street Global is one I
wished for myself. To see my wish come true through her is even
more satisfying. I have done quite well with my life so far, and
she makes me want to live forever. Let me assure you both. I will
never hurt your daughter in any way. She is a part of me. Once
she has achieved the things she wants in life I hope she will
still have me so we can retire young and enjoy life without
worries.
I wish I knew she was going to do this tonight so I could have
been more prepared, or talked her out of it. I know that 8 or 9
months do not a life make, but she is correct when she says this
is special. Trust her judgment, trust mine.” Joe said letting out
a long sigh as he finished.
“I have a feeling I’m going to get a red bottom after tonight, at
least that’s what I deserve, I guess for not consulting with you
on this Joe. But, I was sick of the haze that hung over our
relationship as far as Mom and Dad were concerned. I wanted them
to know how I felt.” Selena said with a pout..
“Joe, if you want a hand with that spanking, it’s been something
I’ve been meaning to give her for a while.” Her Dad said with a
chuckle.
Selena’s Mom got up and went over and gave her a kiss and then
bent and
hugged Joe, kissing him on the cheek. “You’re really NOT going to
spank her later, are you?”
“MOM!! Don’t be so naïve. Of course not.” Selena said, clearly
embarrassed.
They all had a chuckle as they got up from the table as Joe and
Selena prepared to leave.
“Mom I left you all the information about where we are staying
and the phone number in Jamaica. After we get to New York for my
interview I’ll let you know what arrangement we have to get home
from there. We might just rent a car, depending on time. Please
don’t worry about me or us. This is the vacation and break I’ve
needed for a while, and Joe as well.’
Hugs, kisses and handshakes were passed around as they all said
goodbyes. Scott Hanson clapped his left hand over his handshake
with Joe saying in a low voice, “You take care of my baby, she’s
all we have.”
“Don’t worry. She’s all I have as well.” Joe whispered back.
CHAPTER 15
When they got into the car for the short jaunt home Selena kept
her eyes forward and asked. “You’re not pissed, are you?”
“No, not really,” Joe answered, “But, you could have started
World War 3 there. Why in hell did you go and do it NOW. We could
have waited until we were a year together or something? You were
lucky, I’ll tell you that. I’m very tempted to give you that red
bottom you talked about.”
“You better not! I’ve been a spoiled little girl all my life and
you’re supposed to keep me that way.” She whined and pouted.
“Don’t worry, I wouldn’t do a thing to hurt that cute ass of
yours. It’s safe.” Joe said with a snicker. “But it doesn’t mean
you don’t need it.”
“I know one thing you can do to my cute ass that might hurt a
little.” She said as she reached over to touch his leg.
“Oooo you are a naughty one tonight. No, I thought I would save
that for Jamaica. They say the full moon will set on the ocean
while we are at Negril. We’ll do it that night. It just sounds
too sexy.” Joe promised.
“Every time you put your tongue there it makes me nuts. Like I
told my Dad, you are such a sweet lover.” She said as she swung
up the drive.
“I’m SURE he was thinking of my tongue on your little hole when
you said that!”
Joe snickered as he jumped from the car to get her door.
Joe opened the service door beside the garage door and let them
in and rang the elevator, which was waiting for them. As the door
closed Joe went to push the UP button, but Selena stopped his
hand.
She looked at him with a leering eye and walked him to the back
of the car. She put her finger to her lips to shush him, and then
let her long coat fall to the floor revealing the long clingy
dress that showed no underwear lines for good reason. She peeled
down the front of the dress to expose her breasts that she held
like a newborns head, before kissing each one. She sidled up to
Joe and reached for his coat zipper, letting it all the way down.
She then unzipped his pants and reached in to take out his
now-hardening cock.
She smiled at him and squat down in front of him taking half his
cock in her mouth in one motion. She put her hands on the backs
of his thighs and bobbed her head over him, slowly and sensuously
about 10 times. She stood up and turned to hit the up button.
When the door opened she took Joes cock in her hand and kissed
him deeply.
“Although I’ll prove to you each day how much I love you, I know
I don’t have to,” she whispered in his ear after the kiss. “You
know it and I know it, just like your love for me. My little
speech to my parents was like me screaming from the rooftop to
make sure the world knows, and if I have to do it one by one, I
will. Now, your cock is all wet with my saliva, where do you want
to put it?”
Joe reached behind her and picked her up, cradled in his arms,
his wet cock bobbing below as he strode off the elevator car. He
walked to the right about 5 steps and set her down behind the
sofa facing it. He pushed the top of her torso over the back and
she splayed her arms out to steady her self. She knew she was
going to get it from behind by his rampant cock.
Joe took the bottom of the clingy knit dress and slid it up her
legs till it was bunched over her ass, the top long since pulled
down in the elevator. He put a hand to the top of her ass to
steady himself, his thumb resting right on her little anus. He
stepped back and bent to tongue her already wet pussy pushing his
tongue deep between her vulva, tasting her juices, making
sure she was ready for penetration. He dropped down to nip at her
clit, teasing her. He ran his tongue back up the groove past her
vagina as he slid his thumb away and licked her asshole,
lathering and bathing it in his spittle. He stood up and undid
his belt, letting his pants fall to the floor. With his penis
still sticking out the opening in his shorts he stood up to her
bent figure and pushed his cock to her slick split and filled her
with his cock.
“Oooohhhhhhhhh!” she sighed as he filled her up and she raised
her head in surprise as he just held himself there.
Joe bent over to hold her, using her breasts as handles to hold
her closely.
“Take me like a savage Joe. Show me the wild animal that loves
this wild animal.” She mewled in a whispering squeak.
Joe needed no more encouragement as he withdrew almost all of the
way and then began to plow her hard and fast as she dropped her
body in resignation.
“YES, YES, YES.” She shouted with wide eyes to match each
pounding thrust.
Joe looked down to see the fleshy part of her buttocks quiver
with his blows as the light caught the wetness of his saliva on
her crinkled little bud that seemed to open and close with each
of his thrusts. He took the steadying hand from one side of her
and wet his thumb in his mouth. He would usually graduate to the
size of his thumb, but his lust could no longer wait, as he
wanted to impale her there.
He placed his wet thumb at the middle of her asshole and without
warning pushed it in hard.
“EEEeeeeeeeeeeARRRGgggggggggggg.” She cried at the sudden
intrusion, beginning to reach back with her hand, but stopping.
It was a painful intrusion she had been longing for since losing
her cherry there to Joe some months ago.
The rear intrusion and the slippery pounding she was getting from
his cock brought her to the brink of orgasm as she stiffened and
bore down, holding her breath as it blitzed over her senses.
A long pleasured scream came from deep within her signaling her
intense pleasure. Joe became aware that she was very, very wet as
she leaked thin wet fluid on him and dripped to the floor. She
had a squirting orgasm.
Joe suddenly felt her vaginal muscles begin to work him,
squeezing at him and the thumb deep in her ass.
“Cum for me baby! Fill me up with that hot cum! Put it in my
pussy!!” she demanded.
Joe needed little more to push him over the edge at he felt his
balls squeeze his load up the tubes to his cock head.
“GRRRRRRRETZZZZ.” He grunted as he pounded her even harder to
spray his load into her. As he slipped this thumb from her
gripping ass the slap of his hips became more pronounced to her
ass.
Finally his orgasm subsided and he slowed until finally
collapsing over her.
They both puffed hard and then Joe suddenly stood up holding her
to him, but forgetting his pants were still around his ankles he
tripped back and fell, although slowly as he caught himself, to
the floor, Selena in his arms, his cock falling from her.
Knowing neither of them were hurt they began to laugh
uncontrollably.
“If we had smashed our heads and died and they found us that way,
how could they write the cause of death?” Joe howled as Selena
laughingly repositioned her self on the floor.
She was on her stomach now, their bodies in an L shape, her face
over his, while he on his back. They kissed deeply between the
laughs.
Selena reached down to shinny the dress below her waist. “Let the
dress catch your cum leaking from me, it’ll dry clean easier that
the carpet.” Joe had no reaction; he just smiled as their
laughter died down.
Selena propped herself up on her elbows again and began to neck
with Joe again, their mouths and tongues really going to work on
each other. It was a passionate end to a passionate session of
lovemaking.
Finishing their spit swap Selena rested her head on his chest and
immediately saw his limping cock, its final oozes leaking from
its tip. She sprung to her knees and moved to take his flaccid
penis in her mouth to taste the end of their lovemaking.
Joe jumped in pleasure/pain as her sucking finished him for sure.
She stopped once she knew he was over sensitive and then just
held him in her mouth, reveling in the feeling for a moment.
“It’s weird.” She said. “Taking you in my mouth is about the
sexiest thing, and to think of it with anyone but you is still
repulsive to me. I’ve known girls who admitted to me that they
have given casual blowjobs in an effort to be safe sexually and
still get the thrill from sex. I was abhorred in my mind at that
thought, but with you it is like an electrical charge to my
sexual senses. It’s like when you play with my hiney, or the time
that you filled it. I get so off on that. Is it that its sooooo
personal that I know only you will ever touch me that way, or do
I just want to be naughty with you because I love you so much.
Something about being portrayed as forbidden makes it different,
I guess.”
“I just know that I love you and want to enjoy you, and make you
happy, while you do the same to me. Hurting you is not an option,
which I worry about with butt sex. But we share our bodies with
each other so fully for each other’s satisfactions; there is no
reason to analyze. We just do what seems natural, and exciting.”
Joe said as he brought himself to his knees.
Selena stood up and offered an arm to help him up, which he took.
After he stood he looked at her a little dejectedly.
“Fucking knees!” he said. “Forty goddamn years old and I have to
lean on you for help to get up! Are you sure you want this?”
“Joe, I love to help in every way to make things easier for you.
Come on, you have to admit that your knees are the only part of
you that’s even close to acting your age. You look young, you
feel young and I couldn’t take any more sexually. I love YOU,
Joseph. I’ll take whatever comes with you. Understand?” She said
as she hugged her head to his chest and then looked in his eyes
to make her point.
“Yes, that I do fully understand, finally. We are in true love.
Lets go to bed and shower in the morning. Your old man is beat.”
He chuckled as they went off to bed looking forward to the start
of their Spring Break tomorrow.
With their plane not due to leave until 3:00 pm the lovers didn’t
set their alarm and for the first time in months they had nothing
to get up for. The sun being high enough to get in the high
casement windows of the bedroom served as their wake-up.
Selena was the first to wake and she checked the clock. 10:00 am!
It was the first she had see that from a bed since she met Joe,
for sure. She looked over at Joe and he was on his back, lightly
snoring. She scooted over and hugged her head to his heart as she
hummed a happy melody to wake him.
“Mmmmm, if I can wake to this everyday in Jamaica we may never
leave.” He said in a guttural voice that needed clearing.
Selena just hugged him tighter and inhaled deeply.
“You know we could just retire together to some far away place.
I’ve got enough going to get us by and we could just while our
lives away.” Joe mused.
“Mmm, it sounds good . . . except I really need to know I
accomplished something while I was here. Too many people are
contributing nothing to life, to the world. I want to make a
difference. Why do you think I work so hard at school?” She said
through a blank stare into the sunlight.
“You loved me and made me happy, isn’t that accomplishment?” he
asked, not really serious.
“Oh, that’s something, and it’s making a difference. But, look at
all you’ve done. I need that resume’ too. You understand that,
right?” She asked.
“Of course. I was just being facetious, even though it’s nice to
know that now it’s always an option if things just get too crazy,
or if I were to be sick or something. Do you know what I mean?”
Joe asked
“It’s exactly the reason I want to study and then work hard. So I
can sit back with you and say, “I did this, I earned this.”
Satisfaction in accomplishment is important.” She said as she
turned to her stomach cradling her head on her own arms crossed
on Joe’s chest.
“As long as you think that way, never wonder how and why I love
you so much, why we get along so famously.” He said as he smiled
into her eyes.
Selena uncurled her arms and splayed them across his chest and
hugged him hard.
“I know I’m still full of stale cum, but I want you inside me.”
She said as she began to move her legs over him to mount him.
“Oh God Selena, I have to pee so bad, I hate to ruin this
moment.” Joe said sadly.
“I’ll wait here.” She said with a smile as she rolled off him.
As she heard his urine stream stop he called out, “Why don’t you
come in with me and we’ll make love in the shower?”
“Nooooooooooooooooo,” she whined in disappointment. “Get in HERE
NOW!”
“But I thought . . . .” He started before she wailed again.
Pleeeeeeeeeeeease damn it, NOW!” she demanded in an obviously
flustered tone.
Joe came back to the bedroom; almost a little concerned that
something was wrong. “What? Is there a problem?”
Selena opened the covers for him to lay his nude form next to
hers. She reached to the shelf on the headboard and took a piece
of breath gum and quickly chewed it a few times to incite her
saliva glands to rinse the morning yecch from her mouth. As soon
as Joe had slid in she leaned over to kiss him and pass him the
gum as well. He chewed a few times and cleared the mouth coat he
had as well as she took the wrapper and put it to his mouth. He
swallowed and chewed once more and offered the chewed gum for her
to take.
“So what’s the urgency of . . . .” he started to say before
Selena planted her lips to his and then put an arm behind him to
get him to roll on her.
Her kiss was passion filled and he answered it in kind. His
half-mast penis responded quickly as she spread her legs a bit to
accommodate him. When it touched her excited pussy she needed
little more than a hip movement to line him up to sink into her.
She sighed through her nose as he filled her, their lips still
connected, tongues teasing each other.
As her arms snaked around him, he detected her crying, it seemed
and he broke the kiss.
“What, you’re crying! What’s the matter?” Joe whispered.
Her sob deepened as she pulled him closer, her mouth beside his
ear.
“I love you so much and they want to pull us apart.” She sobbed.
“My Mommy, my Daddy, my friends all say you’re too this, I’m too
that. Can’t they see how much I love you? . . . .How much you
love me?” She whispered in Joes ear while she sobbed hard, her
tears running down her face.
“That’s why!” she said as she moved to get face to face with Joe,
“That’s why I made my case with my parents last night. To make
sure they knew that nothing they could do or say could take me
away from you. I love you so much! I want to spend everyday with
you. Begin and end everyday just like this, making love. When
we’re too old for that we can just lay and hold each other. But I
never want to be away from you!” she said as her sobbing slowed
and her eyes implored him.
Her passionate sobbing and vow made Joe a little misty himself
and certainly filled him with passion, his penis now rock hard
within her.
“You know we are forever, and so do I.” Joe said trying to fight
the emotion in his voice. “Never let anyone’s words make you
think any differently or think I could ever change how I feel.”
Selena smiled through her tears and he smiled through his as he
began to move his hips. She let a quivering chuckle escape as she
acknowledged his movement and the obvious instant effect on her.
She gripped him with her vagina like no woman ever had, making
him put his weight on his knees to begin moving harder within.
They kept eye-to-eye contact as he fucked her, their eyes
imploring each others ardor and emotion. Finally she began to
lose control as orgasm began to sweep her and she pulled his head
next to hers with both arms around his neck. Using his head on
the pillow to provide support he began to thrust harder to rush
both of their orgasms.
The stiffening of her body and the quick deep cry’s and squeaks
from her throat told him she was riding the crest of her climax.
He sucked in a deep breath in her ear as he let go of his seed
within her in a wild pumping spasm.
They remained embraced together until they caught their breaths
and then Joe rolled off. Selena immediately rolled over him,
straddling her legs on either side of him. She reached between
her legs and took his softening penis and fondled it lovingly.
“That’s how much I love you Joseph. The very thought of EVER
losing you makes me cry and fill with passion for you. Your
little doodle here (wagging his penis) makes me crazy and fills
me with the love I know you have for me.”
Joe just smiled and whispered to her, “Never doubt me.”
“NOW, you get in the shower and then bring the papers to the
proxy’s office, while I take a shower and shave everything for
you. I’ll make myself nice and smooth and soft from belly button
to butt hole. How does that sound?” She teased.
“Are you trying to say we can’t shower together?” Joe asked with
a pouty lip.
“That’s what I’m saying. I want to be ready for you in Jamaica
tonight. Uhhh, don’t plan on a lot of sleep, sexy man!” she said
as she got up from him and went to the kitchen to make coffee.
As Selena puttered in the kitchen and Joe prepared for his shower
he came to the kitchen. He went behind her and put his arms
around her and bent to whisper in her ear.
“Don’t you ever fret about others trying to break us up; I am
yours, you are mine. If anything were to ever come between us, it
would be our own doings. Don’t shed another tear over it. You
have my heart.” He said softly in her ear.
“I know. I let my emotions get the best of me at times.” She said
as she turned and kissed him. “Now get in the shower so I have
the time to make myself sexy.”
The trip to Jamaica was just over 5 hours in the air, just long
enough to make Joe’s knees ache from sitting so long. Selena
saved a lot of the details of the trip to go over while in flight
to help pass his time for him. With no delays they would land in
Montego Bay before 8:30 pm and take a taxi bus to a cocktail
cruise and shuttle to Negril Beach. The water trip was just less
than 40 miles and took under 2 hours. With no delays and smooth
connections it looked like they could check into the resort by 11
o’clock.
After about an hour in flight spent getting settled acquainting
themselves with the planes amenities, Selena sensed it was time
to occupy Joe.
Selena fished a large manila envelope from her carry-on and began
to lay the contents on her lap.
“Joe, let me familiarize you with what I know about Chiascuro
Resort.” She said as she took out the brochures and pictures.
“The hotel portion on the east end is a couples only clothing
optional resort, as is their beach. We are in the oceanfront
cottages that are much more private, as is our beach that is
separated from the other by a small jetty. Our beach is also
clothing optional and is very private. We don’t have much to
worry about there.”
“Clothing optional? Are you saying we’re going skinny dipping?”
Joe asked furrowing his brow.
“No, we can go nude sunbathing though. It’s not something dirty.
I’ve talked to a lot of people about it and they say it’s
exciting. There’s no playing around and people take it serious
and act natural. I will tell you that at the resort, in the
resort hotel portion, it is a stop on the Hedonism circuit. But I
was assured by the salesperson that the cottages on the ocean are
private and have no connection with the upper resorts goings on.
Honeymooners and couples like us mainly use them. But we can use
our beach or the other main beach and both are clothing optional.
There is no hanky panky permitted outside of the upper resort.
Come on Joe, you have to have an open mind here. YOU’RE the one
who wanted me to open up and I think this sounds like fun. I know
I didn’t tell you about the nude beach part, but come on Joe, it
will be fun!!”
Joe was looking at her funny while his mind ran things over and
over with his beautiful little Selena out in the altogether for
all to see.
Selena sensed what he was thinking and used her hand on his cheek
to caress and kiss him, and whispered in his ear, “When I’m on my
shoulders and knees on the bed with my pussy and hiney propped up
for you to do unspeakable things to me, wouldn’t you like golden
brown little buns looking up at you?”
Joe’s eyes bugged and he exhaled deeply through pursed lips.
“They’re going to be spanked red little buns if you keep talking
so naughty.” He whispered back with a smile and a tickle to her
ribs.
“Come on Joey, seriously. I think this will be fun. You and me
free as can be. This could even be a preview of retirement, old
man.” She kidded back with a poke to his ribs.
“OK, OK, I promise I won’t be a prude and give it a shot. I can’t
believe you found something I’ve never done.” He said in
resignation.
“You’ll be able to look at all the other women there too.” She
added as his face brightened with a feigned evil smile.
“But keep in mind that if I see little Joey begin to stand up,
someone else will have spanked red buns.” She said in a warning
tone, showing a wry grin.
Excited talk of their time together and intermittent naps made
the time go by fast and before they knew it the cabin tone
sounded.
“This is you captain wishing you a Caribbean good evening. We
will be landing in Montego Bay in about 5 minutes. The early
evening temperature is 80 degrees with an ocean breeze at 5 to 10
miles an hour. We are getting here about 14 minutes early thanks
to tail winds and superb flying conditions. Your hostess will
give you final landing instructions. Thank you for flying with
us. Enjoy your stay in Jamaica.”
“This is great Joe. We should make our connection to the boat
easily. Our driver should be at the gate with a sign for
Moonlight Champagne Cruises.” Selena said, as she got more
excited.
Joe grinned at her excitement and took her hand.
Barely on the ground in Jamaica for 20 minutes, and they were
aboard a van with 3 other couples from the flight. The van driver
assured them that they would make the cruise easily. They were
just 5 minutes away and the boat was waiting for them.
True to his word, it seemed only a minute later they were
wheeling their luggage to the gangway. A concierge checked their
bags and they settled on the main deck for cocktails and snacks
as the boat left the harbor in Montego to head for Negril Beach.
Two hours later they were on an electric surrey with their
luggage headed across white silver sands to their cottage on the
moonlit beach. Selena held Joe’s hand tightly signaling her
excitement.
As the driver opened the cottage door and got their bags he went
through his spiel.
“Do not go into the water tonight unless you have been on this
beach before. There are no real dangers but you should have a
good idea of the land and waterscape before you try night
swimming. They shopped for basics for you today as requested on
your application. You will find milk, eggs, butter, bread, local
fruits, wine, local beer, rum and of course, champagne. There are
food stores in walking distance if you require more in the
morning. Enjoy your stay at Chiascuro.” He said with a short bow
as Joe handed him a $20 bill.
Selena was mesmerized by the moonlit ocean and white beach that
spread out before them from the double glass doors that faced the
water. They opened shutter style to a sliding screen. As she
stood there Joe came up behind her and put his arms around her
waist.
“Penny for you thoughts.” He said.
“I love you. Make love to me.” She said turning her head toward
him.
Joe said nothing as he drew the curtains and lowered the lights
in the one room cottage. Two sofas separated the king size bed
from the small kitchen area. A large bathroom with a sky lit
Jacuzzi was off the bedroom area. Joe swept her up and took her
through the cottage to the bed and set her down. They kissed
deeply as Joe knelt over her. Wordlessly he broke the kiss and
knelt up putting his hands at her thighs to push up the skirt she
was wearing. She lifted to accommodate him as the skirt bunched
around her waist. She wore nothing underneath the skirt as he had
expected. The ambient light of the room lighted the smooth plane
from her belly button to the pink slice of her vagina as he
lowered his mouth and took the whole of her sex in his mouth,
tonguing it until he just had her clit between his lips. Her
swoon filled the room.
As he knelt over her mound he let his legs go out and he caught
his knees on the edge of the bed. He braced lightly with them and
gravity slid his body to his knees beside the bed, his hands at
her thighs taking her with him to the edge without missing a
licking stroke. He slid his hands over the sides of her thighs
till he held he pert bottom halves in his hands. Using the orbs
as a handle he held his feast to his face. Her swoons and cries
told him the pleasure he was bringing her and as her legs
stiffened in the air, he knew she was climaxing, silently for
now, as her cried caught in her throat.
Her arms spread out on the bed cover she gripped with her
fingers, she tried to sit up and cry Joe’s name but her body
would not stop its pleasure ride.
“Joey, Joey! Ungnnnnnnnnnt!” she cried as her head and neck
slammed down on the bed as another tidal wave of pleasure gripped
her.
Muffled screams from deep in her throat and the continued
presence of the musky sweet ejaculate from her pussy told him she
had enough. As he lifted his face from her she raised her legs
even further to get away from his licking, sucking mouth. The
dark shadow of the room did not disguise the cute, relaxed little
asshole that hid between her cheeks. He dove, tongue first to it
as he gripped her hips to keep her in this position, if for but a
few seconds. His tongue licking at her most private place was all
she could take as she pulled away from him, twisting her body on
the bed. She lay speechless, puffing loudly and groaning at
intervals as the tide of orgasms began to ebb within her.
Although he had received no orgasmic satisfaction, they were both
content for now, out of breath in the cottage. They fell asleep
where they lay.
The morning sun coming in the upper rear windows of the cottage
reflected off the chrome mobile that hung from the peaked
ceiling. It was like a flashing light as the breeze from the open
door vents blew the shiny icons around. Selena woke in a most
confused state as she tried to orient herself to her
surroundings. As she rolled and felt the skirt bunched around her
waist she began to puzzle together the night before. He belly
hurt where the rolled garment dug into her. She peeled it down
and as soon as he moved she realized how bad she had to pee. She
rolled to the edge of the bed and almost stepped on Joe sleeping
at the foot of the bed, still clothed, his pants undone.
As she sat in the commode and let her relieving stream fly she
put the events of the night before together. They hadn’t even
opened heir bags, looked in the fridge, or checked out anything
before she wanted Joe to make love to her and he chose to worship
her pussy with his mouth, as he did so well.
She startled at how loud and swift the toilet flush was and saw
movement in cottage as the noise rang out. The strange flush had
rattled Joe from his exhaustive sleep.
She staggered to her feet and went out from the bathroom to where
Joe laid with his eyes open trying piece the night together
himself.
“Come on honey,” She said as she extended a hand, “Let me help
you up so you can pee and we can lie down together.”
Joe took her hand and leaning on the bed he got up and went to
the bathroom. She stood behind him and hugged her face to his
back as let his pee go. When he finished she began to push down
his pants.
“Get out of your things and come lay with me Joey.” She said as
she attempted to reach around him to unbutton his shirt.
“Wait baby. I can get it. I’ll be there in a sec.” Joe said as he
finished unbuttoning his shirt, stepped out of his pants and
looked at the sample sizes in the cabinet for mouthwash.
His morning mouth gone, he moved slowly to the bed where she lay
and flopped down. Selena smiled at him and hugged him.
“The ocean air just knocks you out, huh.” She said. “I haven’t
slept so deeply in weeks.”
Joe hummed at her in agreement. She stared off into nowhere
enjoying the fact there was no schedules, no classes, no phones
or time restraints. In a few minutes she heard the buzz of Joe
sleeping again. Instead of waking him, she closed her eyes and
drifted off again herself.
The smell of coffee and the clatter of dishes shook Joe from his
sleep as he lay to gather his thoughts. He opened his eyes to the
nude form of Selena at the small stove, apparently making eggs.
She became aware of him watching and turned to him.
“Your eggs are about ready and the toast will pop in a minute. If
you get up I’ll pour coffee, or you can have breakfast in bed.”
She said with a perkiness befitting the moment.
“No I’ll get up. My back still isn’t right from sleeping in a
pile on the floor last night. I’ve got to stretch.” Joe said as
he straightened and stretched.
He walked over to her as she cooked and kissed the back of her
neck.
“Mmm you’ve showered, I must have been dead.” He grunted.
“You were out so I let you sleep. It’s almost 11, so you slept
almost 11 hours. The trip wore you out.”
“Mmmm, the trip and making love to you.”
Selena giggled and turned around to put her arms around his neck.
“Oh you wonderful man, you didn’t make love to me, you made LUST
to me. That was awesome.” (Then patting his penis) “But poor
little Joey didn’t get any loving last night. We both died.” She
pouted.
“If you think my making you so happy and delirious doesn’t
satisfy me, you’re wrong. I LOVE making you happy!” Joe said.
“Sit down and I’ll serve breakfast.” Selena said as she busied
herself.
When she brought his eggs and toast to him she noticed the start
of an erection.
“Joeeeeeeeeeeyyyyyy!” she whined.
“How are we going to be able to be outside if every naked ass
gets you excited?”
“How do you know it isn’t just your ass that gets me excited? You
sure did move it nice when you flipped eggs and buttered toast.”
He said with a grin.
“I’ll just have to keep you satisfied all of the time so other
women don’t interest you.” She said smugly.
“Come on Ess! I’m human you know. But I’m sure there isn’t a man
out there that doesn’t get excited looking at the beautiful
women.” Joe said as he dug into his eggs.
“I know that Joe, but I just don’t see pictures of men walking
around with wood sticking out.” She said, actually worried that
he might have a problem.
“Exactly honey! Being out in the sun and the fact that it’s not
private would be a factor too. I’ll be OK. You know I AM normal.
How many women out there are shaved smooth like you? That would
turn any man on, and it makes you more nude than the other
women.” He said making his point.
“You know,” she said between bites, “I’ve thought of that. I may
wear a thong until I see other shaved women. I don’t want to put
on an exhibition.”
“Do I detect a chicken at my table?” Joe laughed.
“No, Joe. I’m serious. I am showing EVERYTHING, and it should be
just for you.” She countered.
Joe reached over and took her hand.
“I want whatever you want. The thought of other men looking at
what I feel privileged to see in the bedroom bothers me, but I
know it’s all natural and everyone out there knows you have
breasts and a vagina, and I have a penis and a scrotum. We just
have barriers we have to get around.”
“I know, as long as I’m with you, I’m happy.” She said as she got
up and sat on his lap putting her arms around his neck.
“Ummm,” she whispered. “I think I know what I want to go with my
eggs for breakfast.”
“Sausage in the oven?” He joked.
“No, I’ve already showered and I have something else in mind.”
She said as she slipped off his lap.
As she knelt on the floor before him she saw he was about half
way engorged. She reached out and took his cock in her hands,
stroking and fondling it.
“Your cock is so pretty, so proud when it stands up. I love to
feel it grow in my hand.” She said as she parted his legs more
and took his balls in her other hand.
“So pretty, so strong too!” She said as she ran both hands up it
length over and over before using one hand to fumble his balls
again.
“This little fellow makes such good love to me.” She said smiling
and looking poutily at Joe, “I’d love to do anything for him.”
She said as she stroked him.
“He makes my pussy very happy, and although it was a bit of a
struggle at first, he felt wonderful in my little hiney. But I’m
thinking of a place where it’s wet and warm where I can taste him
and feel every little fiber of his hardness. Would you like him
in my mouth?” She teased.
“Owwww, you are a naughty little tease. We’ve been here a half
day and haven’t left the room. So far it’s been sex and sleep.”
Joe said.
“ . . . .and the problem with that is . . . .??” She quipped.
“Is that a yes, you might like it in my mouth?”
“What do YOU think?” Joe answered with a grin.
Selena answered by holding his cock up with both hands around it
and engulfing the head with her mouth. She pulled her
head off quick and looked at Joe’s pleasured face.
“Ooo, that’s sexy and so delicious.” She said before dropping her
mouth over it again.
The sight of his pixie nymph sucking and eating his penis like
the most delicious lollipop ever made Joe wanton with pleasure.
He had been in love with other women before, and they had loved
him back in kind. But Selena and he had a bond and understanding
of each other rivaled by none. Plus sexually they were totally in
tune with each other’s needs and pleasures. Like he felt
unrequited satisfaction from the oral fucking he gave her last
night, she was obviously totally enjoying this as well seeing her
lower torso squirm while her head bobbed doing deep strokes.
She came up for air to see Joe’s pleasure and wipe the back of
her hand across her wet chin. “I can taste your leakage already
Joe, you must have been ready for this.” She said as both hands
went to his balls for a massage and she dropped her mouth over
him to deeply meet the risings of his hips.
Between her words and the uprising beginning in his balls no more
than a few seconds passed. He reached to grip the sides of the
chair and swooned as the orgasm began to grip him. He wanted to
stand up and fuck her mouth hard, but that roughness was not of
his nature. Selena sensed urgency and moved a hand up to stroke
his dick with a tight fist; now he was going to get the surge he
wanted.
Gripping the sides of the chair he stiffened and made a noise not
unlike he had been hit in the back with a bat. Wads of cum began
to fly into her sucking and swallowing mouth that she was not
able to keep up with. She had to pull her mouth away to swallow
and as she did a volley hit her in the forehead. She kept jerking
hard as she put the head back in her mouth, taking whatever more
he had to give. Her hand only slowed when she could feel the
pressure in his cock begin to fade.
Her mouth still lightly sucking at him, working her tongue to get
every drop, she was totally absorbed as Joe calmed enough to
concentrate on watching her. While one hand was still
holding his sack, her other had dropped to her pussy. When she
looked up at him watching her, she sucked to the top of the crown
and smiled at him, chuckling at her happiness, his happiness. He
flexed and another small drop appeared at the tip and she quickly
licked it. He was just hitting the super sensitive stage and he
shook his head while she knowingly released his sack from her
hand.
“That was beautiful honey.” She said as she stood to bend over
him, hands on his shoulders, to kiss him. He stopped her to wipe
the dollop of his cream from her forehead, as it collected in her
eyebrow, and she grabbed his hand and sucked the finger. She then
planted a wide-open mouth kiss on him, as he tasted the salty
musk from his own orgasm.
When she finally broke the deep kiss she looked right into his
eyes closely and said. “If you think my making you so happy and
delirious doesn’t satisfy me, guess again. I LOVE making you
happy too!”
He almost giggled hearing her say the line he used earlier on
her, as she made her point.
“I love you,” was all he could muster to say, but it was all they
needed to say.
She went to the bathroom to freshen and when she came out she
reached below the back of the chair to pinch his butt. As he
jumped she gave her orders.
“Get in that shower lover, I’ll be on the porch waiting for you.
I want to walk on the beach and show everyone the man I love.”
Joe struggled to his feet, his arthritic knees denying the
altogether young feeling he should have with this woman at his
side. The walk on the beach was what he needed to soothe their
ache.
A small jetty to add some privacy separated their end of the
beach, but the beaches on either side allowed nudity to one
extent or the other. The beach to the right belonged to Chiascuro
and served the resort portion of the complex, and was totally
clothing optional. The beach to the left was a public beach, but
was openly topless to those who wished. While Selena waited for
Joe to finish his shower she went to the covered porch and sat to
wait. Sitting totally nude in the pocket chair she felt
comfortable. There were but a few people on the beach and all
appeared to be at least topless, with a few in the altogether.
She wasn’t sure if she could walk comfortably totally nude. She
admitted to herself that if she had pubic hair, it would be much
easier, not that she was sorry for keeping the area smooth.
Joe came out from the folding screen door with a towel around his
waist.
“Are you ready for a walk?” he asked her.
“I, . . I think so.” She said as she got up and looked at Joe
with trepidation.
Joe smiled and dropped his towel, to reveal small bathing trunks,
and he opened his fingers to hand her the thong to her swimsuit.
“Come on, put this on. We don’t have to feel obligated to do as
the Romans. If we feel braver later in the week, or as it gets
darker, we can try it. Don’t be disappointed in yourself. Figure
topless is start and if you want to back out on that, I’m for
whatever you decide.”
Joe said as she jumped in his arms.
“God, I love you! You always know what I’m thinking. Thanks for
not breaking my stones about this.” She told him.
“To see your breasts free in the sun to get tanned doesn’t bother
me, but that little pussy pie is pretty private for me and you.
We can work up to it if we want. With that thong, you can still
have nice tanned buns.” Joe said honestly.
Selena steadied herself on his shoulder and stepped into the
thong one leg at a time. Then Joe took her hand and they set out
to walk the beach without a care in the world.
They spent the rest of Sunday, and then Monday and Tuesday
sunbathing, walking and shopping in the close-by shops. Evenings
were spent at local bistros for dinner, drinks and dancing. Each
night they were able to walk back to their cottage with a little
buzz to make love and fall asleep in each others arms.
After waking on Wednesday Selena brought a local entertainment
paper to the breakfast table to show Joe some things she found.
“Look here, there’s an ad for Jamaican style Chinese food that we
can get delivered. I thought that sounded interesting as long as
we went to a package store and got some local rum, and then some
juices and fruit. We have a blender here and we can make our own
umbrella drinks; a nice night for you and me alone. Umm, its
supposed to be a full moon tonight and it will sit right outside
our patio as big as anything. We can do something special
together.” She said with a guarded smile.
“Special?” Joe asked.
Selena opened a closet and took out a bag and handed it to Joe.
“Special!” She said with anticipation of his reaction.
Joe opened the bag and saw a bottled enema and a tube of flavored
water base lube as well as a small tin of “anal jelly”.
He smiled and furrowed his brow. “Are you sure? I was afraid I
hurt you that other time we tried it.”
“We didn’t try it, we DID it and I liked it except for a few
minutes at the beginning. This stuff here should make that
better. I’ve given you lots of hints I wanted it to happen again
and you even said last week that we could do it the night the
moon was full on the ocean, remember?” She insisted.
“I guess I never thought you were serious. Where did you get this
stuff?” he said as he fingered the tin of “anal jelly”.
“I ordered it from one of those adult houses that send out
mailers all the time. Long before I met you I bought a toy online
and I’ve been on the mailing list.” She admitted.
“A toy? Hoo boy, true confessions!” he kidded her.
“Joe! Don’t make fun!” She spat.
“Goddddd, Ess, I’m just kidding. Toys are healthy. I’m sorry!” he
apologized quickly.
“So what do you think of my idea?” She asked excitedly.
“I love it if you do!” he said as he patted her butt.
“Oh, GOOD, I can’t wait! This will be such a sexy night. Me and
my man alone with naughty things planned!”
“Remember, if I think I’m hurting you, we stop. I know we were OK
the first time, but I won’t take a chance. Agreed?”
OK, agreed, but . . I liked it a lot. I don’t know if it’s the
forbidden thing or if it’s that only you have been there, but it
was exciting and gave me a different orgasm. Plus, it was you and
I love you inside me. You almost seem upset that I might have
liked it.”
“Lord! I’m not upset at all. So much of my relationship with Lynn
is public domain, you know when we were minors, and this was the
only way we did it. Well, not the only way, but we never had
straight sex until the day after her period stopped. So, anyway,
I was quite fond of it and I like it. You yourself heard more
stories than I wish from some of the girls you worked with at the
Corner Store. I guess I’m afraid you are doing something to make
me happy without any thought of yourself.” Joe declared
emphatically.
Selena put her arms around Joe and held him so she could look
right into his eyes and speak.
“Joe, maybe part of your problem with the opposite sex is that
you think too much. I can look out for what I like and don’t
like. I’m totally honest with you and I expect the same back. As
lovers, it is what we expect of each other. I want to express my
love for you in any way I can, and you to me as well. When either
of us crosses a line the other has set, we have to speak up. But
don’t think 2 moves ahead or anticipate what I might think. Let
it go, let it flow. I love you, but I wouldn’t endure anything
that hurt me or made me feel any less a person or woman in your
eyes. (Long pause) OK?” She implored.
Joe’s eyes welled up and he nodded as he hugged her close and
hard.
“How did a kid like you get so smart to tell an old fucker like
me things he should have realized a long time ago? I love you so
much, and the reason is that you know my spirit so intimately.
You touch me inside where the spirit that is me lives. That touch
makes all the physical things happen, the expressions of love,
the touching, feeling, knowing and understanding. You are a
gift.” He whispered as he joyfully cried on her shoulder.
“If we haven’t connected spiritually before, we have now. I’ve
searched for the words and you’ve found them.” She said, her
tears falling in concert with his. “We are one Joseph, realize
that and never doubt it.”
Joe hugged her tightly and lowered his hands below the curve of
her ass, picking her up, kissing her as he spun her around. He
set her down and they giggled like school children.
“We’re going to have so much fun together today, tomorrow and
forever.” Joe said in as joyous a mood as had ever remembered.
“Let me get our coffee’s and we’ll sit outside and watch the
ocean tide come in and we can talk more, OK?” Selena said in the
same mood and mindset.
CHAPTER 16
Their beach was not crowed that Wednesday, a day the Concierge
had said would be a big day for tours and sightseeing. Joe and
Selena had yet to go beyond Negril but had planned a couple open
bus tours of the island for Thursday morning and an all day trip
that included dinner in Little Bay on Friday.
After the mornings open heart talk they both felt a burden lifted
from their minds. Not that they doubted each other’s love, but
both were afraid to express their commitment fully. Now, there
were no doubts. The two were one.
Joe was bowled over by the maturity of Selena on the issues of
couplehood. Where he feared facing issues and tended to color
everything as gray, she wanted answers now that would tip
dominoes immediately and saw only black, or white.
As they sat and sipped coffee watching the ocean break on the
silver sand they spoke of business, marriage, retirement and
children. The open talk seemed to draw them both even closer. Joe
spoke openly about his fear that his vasectomy could not be
reversed for the first time with her. He thought this might shoo
her away in the past. She simply said that they had to think
positively and she was sure something could be done to cultivate
sperm from his body. She clearly had thought about it in the past
and had read on the subject. It was a non-issue until they knew
one way or the other, black or white.
They both grew silent for a few moments as they watched couples
walk the beach, some stopping to play in the clear blue water;
Men and women, some nude, some topless, but all clearly in love
at that moment, at play in this wonderland with their real world
troubles and anxieties behind them.
Selena stood up and said, “How about a stroll?”
“OK, sounds good!” Joe said as he stood up and checked to see if
the cottage door was locked. He turned back to walk out to her
and he saw her nude form in the bright sunshine, her thong bottom
on the chair where she had been sitting. Joe took a deep breath
and took off his swimming trunks and walked out to meet her.
“You have to tell me the reason for this. I have to know what
you’re thinking.” Joe said as he caught up with her.
“You’ll think my answer is profound, but this is telling the
world that I am yours. They can look at me and see every inch of
me, but they will never see what you see, feel what you feel. It
just hit me as I stood up. I’m sorry if I embarrassed you.” She
said nervously.
“It’s a little profound. I was thinking that you thought we
stripped our innermost feelings to show each other before and
this was your way of doing it physically. Either way I’m not
embarrassed. A man would have to be dead to look at you and not
admire your beautiful body. I don’t like sharing it that way, but
everyone here is looking for an escape of sorts and we’ve found
ours.” Joe answered, searching her face for reaction.
“Joe you know there’s a reason why you had women calling you at
all hours of the night to proposition you. You’re a handsome man,
with an athletic build, and what you pack between your legs is
awfully cute. I’m not in love with sharing you either. We’ve done
this, let’s walk back and cover up. OK?”
“You’ve made your point to the world?”
“Yes, I’m happy. But, I won’t do it again.”
Joe and Selena turned and walked the 5 minutes back to their
cottage. As they walked they passed other couples with no one
seeming to be checking each other out, but the lovers felt
self-conscious.
As soon as they stepped under the awning of the porch Selena
grabbed her thong from the chair and stepped into it, turning to
Joe.
“My little pussy is just for you to see and love.” She said with
a pout, “ Now cover up her little friend there. It’s bad enough
he’s going to be cheating on her tonight.”
“Cheating on her?” He queried.
Selena turned around and patted her buttocks. “Your little friend
made a date with my hiney, so you may have to do some kissing
up.” She said in a cutesy voice.
As Joe was pulling up his trunks he stopped and stroked himself.
“We could start making reparations right now, if you want.” He
said holding his cock out.
“Unt uh,” she said quickly turning her butt away from him. “We’re
saving all that for tonight. You put that thing away. Let’s go
drink and eat with the locals. I’ll get dressed and you find a
shirt. As they say, “The sun is high Mon, time for me to catch
up.”
They both laughed at her attempt at the accent and they were off
to find a light lunch and some rum drinks to cool their ardor for
now.
In reality, Selena wanted to make love right there on the spot to
seal their words and commitments of relationship. However, she
wanted Joe’s anticipation, as well as her own, to be at a fever
pitch by the time she was ready for him tonight.
An afternoon of laughing and meeting the locals, as well as other
tourists, lovers and honeymooners over great food and drinks left
the lovers in great spirits. Although both were tempted to get
hammered and forget the day, the promise of the evening kept the
alcohol consumption low. After a couple drinks they feasted on
local seafood with plenty of fried cornmeal fritters of conch,
saltfish and cod.
At about 3:30 Selena nudged Joe and said they should get along so
they didn’t get worn out from the partying, or drunk from the
potent rum. He hugged her closely and gave her buns a squeeze to
let her know he knew exactly what she meant. They had taken a cab
to get to the beach bistro they were at, but Selena wanted to
walk back on the beach. She had checked to make sure that you
could get all the way to the Chiascuro beach without a hitch, but
were warned that it was probably at least an hour walk at a good
pace, and more if they were leisurely. That sounded perfect to
them so they were off.
Their conversation flourished as they went along ranging from
life, love, and of course, stocks and futures. Occasionally they
would point out a striking body to each other, as some women were
topless and men in Speedo’s were common. Along the way they
needed toilet facilities and wandered to one of the public beach
rest rooms. As Joe waited for her he was surprised when he turned
and saw her come out topless and her shorts stripped off to
reveal her thong. He smiled at her adaptation to going semi-nude
so freely. He took off the shirt he wore and the baggy walking
shorts to reveal his Mediterranean trunks. He took his clothes
and hers and rolled them into something he could easily carry.
It was almost 5 o’clock when they got to the cottage and they
were both tired and ready for naps. They reclined on the porch,
just out of the sun, holding hands in their chaises.
Joe was jostled awake by movement on the patio and the heat of
the late day sun hitting his legs. He looked around to see Selena
puttering, picking up the outside table of breakfast cups and
empty juice cans. He watched her browning breasts sway as she
wiped the table. She stopped what she was doing and went to the
middle pole on the patio and reached out to lean on it. She was
watching a nude couple at the oceans edge each holding the arm of
a nude child, maybe 2 or 3, playing in the water. She smiled and
hugged the pole looking longingly at the happy little family.
“Don’t worry precious, that can be us someday.” Joe said,
startling her a bit.
When she turned he saw a tear in her eye.
“That’s such a tender scene, so full of love. I know we have that
much and more.”
She said turning back to look again as the trio moved down the
beach.
“When we get home I’ll go and find out about the reversal. I
don’t want you to shed another tear in worry over it.”
She smiled and came over and kissed his forehead.
“Thank you, that would be sweet.” She said as she tousled his
hair. “I want to have our own baby to love.”
“I’ll make that happen. I promise.” He vowed.
She sighed a bit and then changed her demeanor by stepping back
and putting her hands on her hips.
“Now Mister Joseph, you get up from that lounge so you don’t fall
back asleep. That low sun must tell you how late it’s getting,
almost 7:30 and I’m getting hungry.” She ordered.
“Where’s the number so we can call for the food?” Joe asked as
she held out a hand for him to get up.
“Listen lover, here’s the plan I’ve made. You order the food and
you go pick it up. We passed the place when we went out today and
it’s only a few minutes away. While you’re gone, I’ll shower and
prepare myself for my naughty night with you. When you come home
I’ll actually be wearing MORE than I am right now. I bought
something special to wear for tonight, but I’ve been topless all
week, go figure. When you get back you take a quick shower while
I put out the food and make a few drinks, and then we let our
horniness take over.” She explained.
“Horny? Who’s horny?” Joe feigned.
Selena reached out and grabbed his cock and balls through his
trunks.
“I’m ready to fuck and suck your cock right off of you, so you
better hurry back. My pussy and hiney are itching for your little
monster here. Do we understand who might be horny, LOVER?”
“Hey, I have to walk to pick up food with a hard on?” he laughed
as he took the ad and dialed the number to order from the printed
menu.
It was unlike Selena to be that overtly wanton with Joe, but
since early that morning she had wanted Joe badly. Their
“declaration” this morning was the perfect time for a really
spontaneous lovemaking session, and she resisted, making tonight
“special”. After seeing the nude trio on the beach and thinking
of the specter that it might be them someday, really had her
juices running. Plus, she wanted to just get the unpleasantness
of the enema out of the way. The first time they tried the anal
thing it was mid-morning and she had “moved” when she woke that
day, leaving the prospect of a mess remote. Now, paranoia of
something ugly ruining the moment made her worry, despite what
she had read about the act.
The prospect of doing something deemed unacceptable by many and
not something a “good girl” did, excited her. To her it was mega
personal sex, something only the closest of loves might do. That,
plus the “naughty” factor made her want to know Joe in this way.
She was anxious and excited to feel the thrill of the first time
they tried it, something she was not supposed to enjoy that much.
She was glad they saved this for something special and hoped to
keep it that way. Now that the time for it was nigh, the edge of
fear she had made it all that much more exciting, more anxious.
Joe finished his phone order and went to the patio to find his
walking shoes.
“I got General Tso Jerk Chicken, and Moo Shoo Mango Pork, Essy.
This should be interesting. The guy on the phone was definitely
Chinese, but when I finished he said “10 minute Mon”.” He said
with a chuckle.
He went over to her and held her and then held her arms length to
look at her breasts.
“You’re really going to cover these girls up on me? They’re
getting so nice and tanned and making you even more
breathtaking.” He said as he bent and kissed each breast. “I
would love to see you topless all the time, my pretty flower.”
Selena smiled at his tenderness, making her even more anxious.
“Go!” She said. “Your sweet talking is just a stall. You wanted a
chance to smoke one of those cigars you bought; you have it now
while you walk alone. I want no part of those, so be off!”
Joe liked a cigar from time to time and bought some local ones.
The package of four was what he called a “years supply”,
indicating how often he smoked. He did take one with him for his
walk as Selena went directly to the bathroom when the door closed
behind him.
She took the 10 ounce bottled enema from the box and read the
label as she slipped out of her thong. She made a face to her
self and took the bottle and a towel to the bed. The package said
lying down was the best way to take it. She lied down on her side
and drew her top leg up, dropping her knee thus opening herself.
She put a dab of KY on the tip of the applicator and touched it
to her asshole. She worked the tip around a bit to be sure she
was covered and then centered the tip to herself and pushed. The
little tip went in easily, but not without any discomfort, making
her wonder how he ever got his cock in there before.
She grasped the bottle and gave it a good hard squeeze, surprised
at how easy it collapsed. She felt the fluid go into her and when
she was sure the bottle was empty, she pulled the tip out,
rolling to lay flat.
She felt funny having just done this and thought to herself that
she must be a little perverted. She chuckled at her thoughts and
rolled from the bed. She wasn’t sure how long to retain the
fluid, but she was determined to hold it as long as she could.
However after a few minutes she felt “full” and lay down again on
her stomach, drawing her knees up to the doggie position.
In a short time she had waited all she possible could and rushed
to the toilet, expelling the contents of her lower bowel and
giving her great relief. Once she was sure she was through, she
stood, put on a shower cap to protect her hair, and ran the
shower. Using a perfumed soap she lathered herself and luxuriated
in the hot water rinse, paying close attention to her thong area.
After a quick dry, she shook her hair from the shower protection
and combed it out. She took the gold lame’ boudoir set from her
case and slipped it on.
The top was flimsy and exaggerated the roundness of her breasts
and enhanced the cleavage. The thong bottom slung low on her hips
to accentuate the flair of her hips and bottom. The patch fit
tightly across her smooth lips creating a camel toe and the floss
disappeared between her butt halves. She looked in the mirror and
was very pleased.
“He may be getting dinner, but what he wants to eat is right
here.” She giggled to herself.
She walked on air around the cottage feeling the sexiest and most
feminine she had in her life. She made her way into the bath
again and found the flavored red gel she bought for the occasion.
With a little syringe she drew a small amount up as she had read
in Go Ask Alice, a sexual guide she had heard around the dorm at
PolyTech. She reached under herself and moved the thong floss
aside and inserted the tip of the syringe into herself and
squeezed the bulb, pushing the gel into her colon. If she
resisted the urge to push it out for a moment or two, it would
quickly melt and help things later. The sex website had also said
that the enema was not necessary, but the peace of mind it gave
her made it worth it.
She came out of the bathroom and was still humming and almost
dancing about in her flirt with ultra-femininity when she looked
on the patio and saw Joe, bag of food in hand, cigar in his mouth
and big smile on his face.
Selena flung open the folding door.
“How long have you been out here watching me!” She demanded,
embarrassed.
Joe took the cigar out of his mouth and laughed.
“Long enough to know how much I love you and want you. You are
the most stunning woman I’ve ever laid eyes on.” He said as he
stubbed the cigar in the sand and walked through the doors.
“Yuckk Joe, you smell like a prize fight! Go rinse your mouth.”
She said as he was obviously on his way to do the same.
A few moments later she heard the shower run and she knew he was
taking care of everything now and she should get the food out.
She laid out plates, silverware and glasses on the table and put
the take-out containers on without opening them, waiting to hear
the water stop.
Dinner was as good as they had hoped, but their thoughts were not
exactly on the food as the made small talk nervously through the
meal. They had to put on some soft lights in the room as the
ambient light of the day faded. Now that room was sexily lit as
she went around closing drapes and curtains to keep the action
inside from any prying eyes. Darkness had consumed the resort and
only the glow of the rising moon on the silver sand was visible.
Joe went outside to retrieve the stub of his cigar from the sand
so he could throw it away. He stood looking out over the sand and
noticed a couple off in the distance, their silhouette fairly
obvious. He felt like a voyeur as he watched their forms become
one as they kissed and held each other. Selena came up behind him
and put her arms around his middle.
“Suppose they’re in love as much as we are?” She asked.
“I hope for their sake they are. Everyone should feel as good as
we do right now.” Joe said as he turned to kiss her, hold her.
They held a long tonguing kiss as their hands roamed each others
back as if to look for a handle to hold on tighter. The kiss
broke and she hugged her head to his and whispered, “I love you”,
in his ear as she faced the ocean. Then she gave a mischievous
giggle.
“I think our friends out there need to get a room.” She said as
she stepped away from Joe so he could turn.
As he looked out he saw the obvious silhouette of the woman
squatting before the man, her head bobbing. Before he could
comment he felt her hand pull down the front of his trunks and
fish out his penis. Wordlessly she engulfed the head with her
mouth as she felt his manhood stiffen in her mouth.
“Ahhhh, Selena my sweet. Let’s go inside and make a night of
this.”
Selena stood and took hold of his penis and backed into the
cottage, holding it.
Once inside she bent and kissed it once again and stood and
pulled him to the sofa. She went to lean to kiss him but he was
full of lust and pushed her back as he covered his body with his,
her legs spread with one foot on the floor and he between them.
Their kiss was hard and probing, sometimes their teeth clicking,
he anted to devour her so. It was clear he too had held back all
day, and now he was full of want for her. His hard cock was still
peeking from his trunks as he pressed it to her middle. She
gasped as he pressed at her lips and clit, humping up to him. She
broke the kiss and tearfully whispered, “Get inside me”. But, he
would have none of that. He sought to devour her every inch
before he took her body. He leaned to one side and half sat back
and took hold of one of her breasts, caressing it, then the
other. He bent and bit at the nipples through the material before
pushing up the cups to reveal the two standing buds. He chewed
and suckled at each while squeezing and fondling each globe. As
he slid down her body he extended a hand to her face that she
instinctively sucked, taking his middle finger deep into her
mouth. After kissing, probing and nipping at her belly button he
slipped lower and pushed aside the gold patch over her smooth
mound. He licked her in one wide swath, bottom to top. He then
went to his knees on the floor and pushed her legs up as he
pulled away the floss going between her butt split to kiss and
lick her asshole. He tasted the strawberry lube gel, driving him
even to greater passions as he went back to her pussy. He put his
left thumb to her clit and slid it within her trying to each up
and behind it, it seemed. She had had a G-Spot orgasm before
spontaneously, this time he was going to seek out her spot, if he
could. As his thumb sought the elusive spot, the crux of his hand
rolled over and over her clit. With him licking between and
within her lips, she was quickly losing her breath and control
over her own body.
She began to feel the strange sensations from a few weeks ago
when she lost control and thought she had urinated on Joe and she
realized what he was doing. This stimulation was all new to her
and she had no control over what was happening.
She raised her hips from the sofa involuntarily as cries of
passion escaped her lips. She wanted to scream STOP and MORE at
the same time and then it grabbed her and took over as she tipped
her head back and stiffened, groaning in deep guttural tones.
Every ounce of blood and energy was centered at her pussy as the
orgasm gripped her and she ejaculated a soft stream at Joe, and
then another.
She seemed to collapse into a passed out mode for a moment and
then she sucked a deep breath.
“No more, Joe. Oh my God, no more. I may pass out.’ she sighed.
Joe removed his thumb but kept his tongue in her pussy, licking
up the fluid and occasionally brushing her clit. Selena
intermittently seemed to bounce up at him whenever he touched her
sensitive button just right.
Then, using both hands he lifted her legs and licked between her
supple cheeks and centered on her little wrinkled hole, now open
for him. She looked down at him, almost in fear, as he drilled
his tongue at her little target and then licked the insides of
her rear orbs. He smiled at her and licked at her taint, and
smirked.
“I knew you were sweet, but I had no idea your ass tasted like
strawberrys.”
She giggled and then rolled her eyes back as he went for her butt
hole again, a last time. He knelt back and up, laying his cock on
her mound.
“When I take you, as you say, in your hiney, we’ll do it this way
facing each other. It will be sooo sexy. I want to see your
face.” He said as he positioned his cock between her lips and
pressed into the hilt.
“Ooooofffffffffff,” she exclaimed as he surprised her a bit.
“That’s soooo nice, you fill me so much. But . . . I wanted to
suck you more, lick and tease you. Please. I won’t mind my own
taste on you.” She begged.
Joe smiled at her. “You want more of me? You who thought oral sex
was, and I quote, “repulsive”.”
“Oral sex with someone you don’t love is repulsive, and God, I
love you!” She said as she pushed him back.
Selena stayed slumped down on the sofa with her feet on the
floor. Before she could straighten up Joe stepped on to the sofa
straddling her. He squat down with his hard cock in her face. She
quickly took it in her mouth and sucked it down as far as she
could, getting her juices off it. She took it in her hand and
stroked it as she sucked and bobbed her mouth over the head. Joe
watched her wanton oral attack on his cock in disbelieve. She
liked him in her mouth, but she was over the edge now more than
ever. She pulled her mouth off him and used the spittle she left
behind to stroke him with her little hand as she lifted his cock.
She took his exposed ball sack in her mouth, sucking and tonguing
each little ball before going down on him again. She alternated
sucking him deeply a few times and then sucking and licking at
his balls. It was pure devotion to Joe and his genitals.
Joe felt his load begin to simmer and he pulled away from her.
“You’re going to put me over and we have a long way to go.” He
said as he knelt in front of her and slid easily into her pussy.
He pounded her hard, rising up off his knees cramming the little
pussy she opened for him with her legs in the air again. She came
at least one time from the fucking he was giving her, as best he
could tell from her cries and swoons. He began to boil again and
knew he should stop before he went over.
He pulled from her and took her thong, now stretched to the side
and pulled it off her legs. He reached took her top and shinnied
it down over her waist and off as well. Her eyes moved to the end
table and Joe followed them to the bottle of red gel and the tin
of anal jelly. He unscrewed the top from the tin and scooped some
in his fingers and ran it over his cock. It was definitely VERY
slippery and apparent that a little went a long way. Using just 2
fingers he spread it over his cock. He took the residue from it
and reached under her and motioned for her to lift her legs. She
looked at him nervously as she did and held them with her arms.
He lightly fingered her little hole gently, moving some of the
jelly inside. He put one finger in the tin again and brought it
to her asshole and twisted his finger in, gliding right into her
as she gasped.
“Are you ready Essy? Do you want my cock up your cute little
hiney?” He asked.
“YES! I want you every way. Fill me, make me want you more and
more. Shoot me full of your cum.” She said panting in
anticipation and fear.
Joe took his cock in his hand and brought it below her little
hole and slid the head up to it, applying a little pressure. She
opened easily to him but then seemed to shut down.
“Bear down, try to push me out.” He said calmly.
He pushed as she obeyed and the head slid in as she hollered
loudly.
Ohhh GODDD YOU’RE BIG!!” She cried.
“Easy, easy. I’ll be still. Try to relax around me, don’t fight
it.” He said as he reached and began to fondle her breasts again.
“Oh God, Joe it HURTS!” She cried again.
Joe pulled out of her immediately, while he kept the gentle
squeezing and playing with her breasts up. He bent and licked at
her pussy, focusing on her clit for a moment. Then he kissed up
her belly and looked up to her.
“You’re trying too hard. Let me do the work and when it’s in
don’t try to hold me or push me. When you relax it will just go
in with no work. Remember, I’m making love to you, not trying to
hurt you. Put your hands on your stomach so I can see you aren’t
all tensed. I love you and want to be part of you.” Joe said
calmly with a confidant playful grin on his face.
She let her legs go from the lock around them and rested them on
Joe’s shoulders, thus resting her hands on her stomach. She
relaxed the fingers as Joe looked down and heard her breathing
slow. He reached down and took his penis in his hand and put the
head to her anus again and it seemed to open to let him in a bit.
He flexed his butt muscle and the head creeped in.
“Just imagine when we get married and can live and spend every
second together like we have this week. We can make love all day
without a worry in the world.” He said as she smiled at his
tenderness.
“After we have that baby we can have such fun raising it, loving
it, the absolute proof of our love.” He continued as her smile
turned into a big grin.
She looked at him adoringly and whispered. “I love you. It’s in.”
Joe nodded and smiled. “I know.” He said as he looked down to see
over half of his cock within her.
“Hold your legs again.” He whispered.
As she crooked her arms around her knees Joe eased into her up to
his balls and began to immediately start short strokes.
“I’m fucking you. I’m up inside your very being. We are one. Can
we cum together?”
Selena’s face was already flush with the excitement she felt of
the push and pull friction in her lower body. Her pussy responded
to the titillation of her core of nerve endings and was joining
the party. Joe’s strokes were getting longer as he got more
excited.
“Ohhhh Godddd!!” She cried. “I love your cock, I love your cock.
Your big cock feels so good fucking my ass. It hurt so much
before, but nowwwwwwwwwww,
. . . .” she said while being interrupted with a spasm.
“Ahhhhhhh boy. Now you’re going to make me cum. Fuck me, FUCK ME,
FuuuUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCKKKK!!” she wailed as she came again, a
little fluid dripped from her pussy down over Joe.
“I can’t hold off anymore Essy! I’m gonna cum and fill you up.
Cum with me, cum WITH ME!!” He shouted as he felt his load begin
to run up his cock.
Joe re-doubled his pounding stroke as he began to explode within
her.
“OHHHHHHHHH, HRTTTTTTTTT, UGH, UGH, UGH!!” He grunted loudly as
he threw his head back feeling the flow of cum from his cock into
her bowels.
Their eyes met as they both finished their orgasms and both were
met with wild-eyed passionate looks either had seen before. Joe’s
lower lip began to quiver as he rolled his eyes back into his
head, feeling the ecstasy of the grip of her bowels on him.
As his orgasm subsided he began to come back to reality as he
straightened his neck and looked at his love, who was close-eyed,
smiling and humming pleasured contentment as his strokes
continued in and out of her, only shorter and not as harried.
Joe exhaled a huge ball of air and put his hands to hers to
loosen their grip around her legs as he let them down. He bent
forward and kissed each nipple while running his arms under her
and she enveloped him with hers. He lifted her and she pulled
with her legs and they fell back to the carpet together, still
attached.
With Selena on top she attached herself to his mouth in a
passionate kiss. As he shrunk within her little gurgled farts
passed from her.
“Oh God, I’m so sorry. I just have no control and . . . “ she
started.
“Shhhhh. It’s just the air and me running from you. Try to clench
around me and if you can, stand up and go sit on the pot.
She did what he asked and walked wobbly legged to the bathroom.
When she sat down a long airy fart escaped her as she tried to
kick the door shut in embarrassment, but Joe was coming in.
“It’s OK, don’t be embarrassed. You’re OK aren’t you? No pain or
cramps?” He asked.
“No, I’m fine. I just have an overwhelming urge to suck you, so
get in the shower as soon as possible so I don’t have to taste my
butt on you.” She said lazily, sexily.
“I don’t know if I can handle . . .” He began before she
interrupted him.
“I wasn’t asking you! I need that to put out the fire I have for
you right now. I’ll suck it now if I have to!” She said abruptly
as she reached for his penis.
“OK, OK. I’m getting in. I thought I might help you.” Joe said as
he turned and opened the shower door and adjusted the flow. He
got in and began to wash. Through the opaque glass he saw her get
up and take her syringe bulb from the counter and run warm water
for it. Through the glass he couldn’t see exactly what she was
doing but apparently she filled the bulb with warm water, reached
behind herself and inserted it to rinse her insides. She quickly
sat on the toilet again, expelling another huge fart of air as
she exclaimed, “FUCK” in embarrassment.
A moment later the shower door swung open and she stepped in. She
started to speak, but Joe stopped her.
“Don’t apologize for anything. That’s all natural. Your cute
little ass couldn’t offend me in any way.” He said, his finger
over her lips.
She sighed and hugged him closely.
“I love you and I need to feel you in my mouth. It’s just
something I have to do.” She said with apologies as she knelt in
the water spray and took his softening cock in her mouth.
Joe couldn’t complain that she liked him in her mouth. Even
though he thought he was through for the night, she was finding
life in him.
She hummed in closed eyed contentment as she sucked and slobbered
on his cock. She opened her eyes to see his adoring eyes look at
her and she stopped.
“I’m being selfish.” She said to his quizzing eye.
“Selfish?” he asked.
“This is just for me. All the while you were sliding this
beautiful cock in and out of my hiney, I wanted to kiss it and
suck at it. All of the beautiful ways and times we have made
love have made me happy and content. Then you put this wonderful
thing in my hiney and open a whole new world of pleasure to
satisfy me with. I had to kiss it and suck on it, for me. If you
want me to finish it, I will. I will do anything for you.” She
vowed.
Joe took her hand and she stood up.
“I can’t kiss you hard enough or deep enough to show my love, but
I will always try.” Joe said as he pressed his mouth tightly to
hers. He picked her up in the embrace and she wrapped her legs
around him surprising him. As he repositioned his hands to hold
her better, one slid right under her bottom and his middle finger
touched her little asshole. As they kissed she began to squirm on
his finger and his cock began to finish waking, rising to touch
her.
“Go inside me.” She whispered with a quiver in her voice.
He lifted her out a bit and was lined up with her smooth lips and
slid in. As he moved his middle finger went into her bottom.
“Careful, that’s sore. You can have me there if you want, but
it’s tender.” She warned.
“Nnnnnnnnnnno!” he exclaimed as he grunted satisfaction at being
deep in her fiery pussy. “Why would I hurt you like that? What
would you let me?”
“Because I love you and would do anything for you.” She smiled.
As he pressed her against the wall so he could thrust a bit he
gave her a stern eye. “I will never hurt you for anything, and
letting me is wrong.”
Before she could say anything she began to be swept up in the
short stroked fucking she was getting.
She rested her back on the wall of the shower with her legs
wrapped around him as he plugged her. She whimpered in his ear as
little orgasms began to sweep her.
“Cum in my mouth.” She whispered through her spasm. “I want that.
It would make me happy.”
Joe answered by pounding her harder, her words inciting him.
As she continued to make reports of satisfaction in his ear, he
quickly felt his orgasm rising.
He stepped away from the wall and she dropped her feet to the
floor, loosening her grip around his neck
She went to her knees and looked up, saying “Cum for me, Joey.
Give me your love juice!”
He reached down to stroke himself and she put her lips over the
tip.
He bent at the knees and threw his head back, grunting in
pleasure.
“Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnn………Gnnnnnnnnnnnn…Rzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzt” he spat
through his teeth as he came in her mouth.
She stopped sucking and just played with the thick wads with her
tongue on the end of cock. She then engulfed the head and sucked
what was left to come out and swallowed. Joe reached for the
shower bar and let himself to the floor. She knelt over him and
kissed his penis, then his balls and then she moved to his mouth.
“I love you.” She whispered as she reached up and took the soap,
lathered his genitals, and moved out of the way to let the shower
rinse him. She did the same to herself and stood to turn off the
cooling shower.
“Come on Joe, the water is getting too cool to wash hair and
finish up. We’ll have to wait till morning. Do you need a hand?”
She said as she extended hers.
He shook his head NO, but extended his to take hers. He took the
shower bar in the other and pulled himself up. Selena took a
towel and dried him, as he stood exhausted. Still wet, she walked
him to the bed. After she dried she came back and he was
sleeping. She curled up beside him and went out quickly too.
CHAPTER 17
Joe woke Thursday morning in one of those dazes where you don’t
know where or what you are. The shades had been drawn, but light
peeked in. He thought about a hotel room in Phoenix, but the
sudden urge to pee changed his concentration to his penis and the
night before came back to him in spades.
He turned his head to see the sleeping Selena.
“My God,” he thought to himself. “This woman literally sexed me
into submission last night. I’ve never seen a woman so possessed
with sexual hunger, and it’s all for me!”
Joe loved the utter devotion she had for him, and felt the same
way about her. But her conduit to channel that love seemed to go
through her orgasms and her sexual hunger for him. She seemed
determined to let him know how much she loved him every moment
she was awake. His devotion to her was just as great, but it
seemed he rarely had the chance to be the aggressor, not that it
made a difference.
As he got up to go to the bathroom his knees cracked and popped
reminding him, perhaps in the only way, that he was twice her
age. Arthritis has taken its toll on his knees and the morning’s
first jaunt was always a sorely painful one. Standing and letting
his stream fly into the toilet gave him the good feeling of
relief, and also the reminder of the physical satisfaction he
felt the night before. Taking Selena’s bottom might have been her
total submission to him, but she loved the play so well, being
so, as she said, “naughty”, made him think he submitted to her.
She was the total sexual tiger, even surprising him when she
“had” to take him in her mouth after her orgasms last night.
He shook off the last drops and dragged himself back to the bed.
Selena lie dead asleep on her side curled in a spoon, her cute
ass at the edge of the bed. As Joe circled the bed he thought
about what had just passed through his mind about not being the
aggressor most times. Just as one knee him the bed preparing to
crawl in he realized the chance and smiled to himself.
He went around to her side of the bed, grabbed a pillow for his
knees and slowly knelt beside her. With her top knee drawn
forward her whole little package was there for him. He leaned up
and snaked his tongue to her wrinkled little hole and swathed it
once, back and forth. She stirred a bit as he repeated the lick
and then went for her pussy. He licked up her slice as far as he
could reach without touching her before she began to wake. She
instinctively crooked her knee up and Joe took advantage of that
by pulling it back, forcing her torso over on her back. He used
his thumb and forefinger to part her hood and find her sleeping
clit. The electric touch of his tongue to that magic button woke
her with a groan as he buried his tongue in her sweet pussy.
“Ohhhhhhhhh Joey, what are you doing? Mmmmmmmmmm I can’t even
think yet and you have me wet and crazy.” She said through her
cottonmouth.
Joe said nothing as he whipped his tongue through the pocket of
her hood, as he held it open.
“Ummmmmmmm Ohhh Joe you’re going to make me cum! Joe? Joe? JOE?
OHHHHHHHHHHHHH JOE! GODDDD! Please come here and fuck me!” She
whined through her orgasmic squeal.
Joe stood and pressed his knees to the edge of the bed and aimed
his cock at her pussy split and sunk in.
“Oooooooffff , Oh my God Joe. You feel so good, but I wanted to
suck it first and drool on it to make you wet. I guess I’m pretty
wet anyway. Hooo Hooo Haaa, Oh my God!” She wailed as he thrust
in and out of her.
“Oh, you can suck it yet Essy, right after it makes you cum.” Joe
huffed and puffed.
Joe was getting excited with Selena’s dirty talk, liking the
naughty side of his sweet little love.
“My little wife LIKED the fucking I gave her hiney last night
didn’t she. She LIKED when I filled her ass with cum, didn’t
she?” Joe growled as he pummeled her pussy.
“Joe, I LOVED it and it made me cum like I’m cumming right now.”
She said as she tilted her head back and bore down in a red face
spasm. She seemed to leave reality for a moment as she came, but
when her eyes met Joe’s she mouthed “I love you” in breathless
words before the orgasm broke and she swooned her intense
pleasure.
As she caught her breath, Joe spat more naughty questions at her.
“My little wife LIKED the late night cum snack I gave you last
night, didn’t she? I damn near pushed my balls out my cock trying
to cum for you so soon last night. But I’m going to enjoy your
sucking my cum out this morning.”
“YES,YES. I LOVE YOUR CUM. I’m sorry I made you cum so soon last
night, but I told you that was selfish for me, Joey.” She ranted
as his pace quickened obviously heading towards his climax.
“You’re going to have a cum breakfast now Essy. I want you to
just run your tongue over me as I cum!!” He said as he began to
breathe heavier.
“Anything Joe, because I’ll love being your wife! You make me so
happy!”
Joe cut short any other words as he felt his orgasm come up his
shaft. He pulled from her pussy and took 2 big steps on his knees
to her face. As he held and jerked at his cock she opened her
mouth to take the stream. Just as he asked, she ran her tongue
over the head as its eye spat pulses of cum into her mouth.
Joe’s head was thrown back in a guttural growl as he expelled his
orgasm, made even more intense by the sensual teasing of Selena’s
tongue. Back and forth her tongue would go over the head, only to
close her lips over it long enough to swallow every few licks.
When his cum finally stopped she took the head into her mouth and
just held it there while Joe, with his hands on his tensed ass
cheeks, came down from his sexual plateau.
As he fell back to the bed his cock literally popped from her
lips. His eyes sought hers as they lay in post sexual reverie.
When they met she smiled impishly at him causing him to grin
widely.
“You love it when I’m your naughty girl, and I love being it. My
clit was buzzing all the time you were cumming in my mouth.
Making you happy makes me crazy because I love you so. When you
called me your “little wife” I wanted to run outside and scream
it out to everyone. Joey, everything you do makes me desire you
more, and knowing I make you happy just makes everything else
just more intense.” She testified.
Joe crooked his finger to her and she rolled to plant her lips to
his as his arms enveloped her. Joe could taste his cum and her
pussy on her mouth as they swapped spit. His hands sought her ass
and he squeezed it, kneading the pliant orbs. He ran his finger
down her split and pushed it into her soft asshole. He just
couldn’t get enough of her sex and the love she exuded.
“Mmmmmm. That feels good, but I’m a little sore there. You may
not think your cock is big, but . . . . “ She said as he pulled
the intruding finger out.
“God, the last 12 hours have just been a marathon. The two of us
locked in a room is dangerous, but I can’t stop trying to make
you happy.” Joe said as he rolled over onto her.
“Ooooooooooo you feel so nice on me. Can we stay like this all
day?” She said as she sucked at his neck.
“Mmmmm, eventually we’ll have to get up to eat and pee.” He
warned.
“Ummm, everything I want to eat is right here.” She said coyly as
she wiggled her middle to his.
“A nice thought, but we already paid for the tour bus today and
that leaves at 10 o’clock and it’s close to 9 now.” He said as
she put on a sad face.
“I know, I know,” he answered her sad face, “I hate to end this
as well. You just drove me crazy with desire. You! Naughty, sexy,
loving and giving! You ARE going to marry me, right?” He asked.
“Just say when and it’s done. But, we better stick to plan. Want
to hear something crazy and kinky? While I was falling asleep
beside you I thought about getting married and I thought about a
ring. You know what popped in my mind? I had my ring around you
last night out on the sofa.” She confessed while shook his head.
“Naughty, naughty girl, . . . but I LIKE your style! We’ll have
lots of days and lots of ways to make love to each other. We’ll
spend as much time as we can before we make it official, and be
patient the rest. OK?” he asked.
“As long as we have marathons like this, locked in a room
together for awhile. I always need you, you make me so complete.”
She said with a hug.
“Now, we better get in the shower, and we better do that alone,
or else . . . .”
He said as he shook his finger at her.
“You know if you get in that shower with me, you’ll be fucked in
one way or another.” She warned.
“I know that, so you go ahead. We can make love later. I need to
recover anyway.” He laughed.
She sidled up to him and held his face to hers. “One last chance
here. What say we blow off the bus trip and you can have my hiney
again in the shower?”
ESSY! You ARE naughty! You’re damn near the devil. If I didn’t
think my dick would fall off, I’d take you up on it. Now come on,
we have to hurry!” Joe scolded her.
Selena flashed a tongue tease at Joe and sashayed her ass all the
way into the bathroom to change his mind, but he was firm here.
As he heard the water go on he wondered if she was serious in her
offer. She had certainly lost her innocence sexually in giving
herself to him. What Joe liked best was that for the last 12
hours he had thought of nothing but making love to her and
business had never crossed his mind. She was truly a godsend to
his life. His love for Selena had overshadowed everything he
thought was important before. His happiness was evident in
everything he did.
Selena was glad Joe hadn’t called her bluff on her offer. Just as
she turned the water on she felt nature call and that only
punctuated her sore state back there. She paused the shower flow
to get out and relieve her sore little butt. Back in the sower,
she was also mulling over the contentment she felt with Joe. No
one could ever make her happier in any way. She had a best
friend, an insatiable lover, an experienced lover, someone who
enjoyed all her passions, as well as the financial stability he
could provide. They could easily retire together within 6 years,
as long as she felt she had served herself well with her
education and what she had done with it. She felt sure she could
put out her competitive fire to retire to a life like they had
this week.
As soon as Joe heard the water turn off he opened the door and
asked if he could start his shower while she dried. Although he
was certainly satisfied, just seeing her nude tanned form drying
herself excited him. As he ran the water and watched her finish
preening and combing out her hair he couldn’t help but be turned
on. As she finished and left the room she paused to holler to
him. “Remember, you had the chance to do something about that
with me and you turned me down.”
Joe chuckled at her bust on him and finished his shower. When he
came out she had laid out a sport shirt and shorts for him and
was picking up the remnants of last nights tryst on the sofa. She
wore a cropped t-shirt and shorts looking as sexy in clothes as
without.
He became aware of her watching him as he slipped on his shorts.
As their eyes met she smiled and said, “Hi sexy,” as she walked
into the bedroom area with the bag of sex lubes to hide them
away.
He stopped her as she passed and pasted his mouth to hers for a
long kiss.
When it broke she just smiled at him and went about her picking
up.
Joe called for the shuttle cart to bring them to the Welcome
cul-de-sac where the tour bus would stop in 15 minutes.
The 6-hour bus tour took them over a lot of the western side of
the country where they saw many sugar cane fields, saw a field
burn, and brought through the steps of processing rum. They saw
and learned of many Jamaican and Rastafarian customs, but the bus
trip was but a vehicle for Joe and Selena to be together,
touching, sneaking kisses, making eyes, and naughty innuendo.
Their love and passion for each other left them glowing each time
their eyes met. College and the financial world were, for the
first time, totally on the second shelf of their lives. Where
these things brought them together via common interest and bound
them initially, they mattered little now. They were truly one
joined spirit and simultaneously they were realizing it. For the
first time in many, many years Joe felt confident and sure about
his love and knew there was no other for him. They were consumed
with each other. Selena walked on air, it seemed, with thoughts
of Joe. When she was with him her world rocked steady. Whether it
was conversation or sexual activity, the tingle she felt was
palpable ALL the time. He was a skilled and patient lover who
looked for her every pleasure. She yearned to be loved by him in
every way imaginable, pleasing him, and herself in kind. However,
if it was only sitting the same room reading, or light
conversation over dinner together, she felt a quiet assuredness
and satisfaction.
They were both full of, and consumed by, a true love that neither
had thought possible.
The tour ended with a large cookout under a canopy on the beach,
just a few hundred yards from the resort site. As drinks were
served they mingled to get to know a few of their fellow
vacationers. As they met one couple Selena mentioned she had seen
them walking on the beach many times. Although they were dressed
now, she knew, and Joe had noticed as well, that the woman had
a dark golden tan. On the beach she wore but a small thong
bottom, and her boyfriend a pouch thong that just held
his package from view.
“My name is Pam and this my boyfriend Dionn. I know which cottage
you’re in, I saw you (pointing to Joe) as we walked out last
night. I commented to Dionn that the cottages looked very nice
and we should get a closer look at them for our next trip. Now if
that isn’t a hint for an invitation, I’ve never made one. Hee
hee.” Pam said, extending her hand.
“Oh, a . . . . Yes, you must stop by for a look if you like,”
Selena said, “Perhaps after we eat.”
“We would love too! We walk every night in the moonlight that way
anyway. That would be great.” Dionn piped in.
The four of them were fast friends and held a long conversation
about the island and their regular jobs at home. As the
conversation went on Joe realized that this was the couple they
had watched the night before on the beach. Pam had given Dionn a
blowjob, silhouetted on the moonlit beach. Joe saw them as a
couple much like he and Selena, rich in loving feelings and
anxious to express them. Pam was a deeply tanned beauty with long
dark hair, Dionn was an olive skinned Mediterranean. They were
both 25 and lived in California. It was not long before all four
of them were drawing comparisons to their relationships. Dionn
looked at Joe quizzically and smiled.
“What is it Dionn? You have a question and you’re afraid to ask?”
Joe asked.
“Forgive me for wondering, but you’re 30 or so and Selena is
younger than us, I suspect. You aren’t married or divorced are
you? You seem so worldly, I . . . . . “
He began before Joe interrupted him.
“No, I’m not married or divorced. I’m just very much in love with
this woman.” He said as he kissed her hand. “Yes I am older, but
age is relative in love. I feel every bit as young as you.”
As Joe and Dionn exchanged small talk the women began a
conversation among themselves. Soon they both stood up and
grabbed their purses and were off to the ladies room, excusing
themselves. As the two lovely bodies moved away both men watched
their bodies move in their short-shorts and abbreviated tops.
“I don’t know about you Joe, but I think we are two lucky guys.
We saw you a few nights ago nude on the beach and I commented to
Pam how beautiful Selena looked with no pubic hair. I’ve been
trying to get her to shave for a while. Excuse me for noticing,
but she is quite beautiful.” Dionn said, clearly embarrassed at
his forwardness.
“A man would have to be dead not to notice how pretty she is
there. Pam is quite a prize as well. Have you tried going totally
nude yet? It is quite a trip. The night you saw us was the only
time. But, I have grown accustomed to seeing her topless so much
that the adjustments back to the real world will be hard.” He
said with a laugh.
“Pam won’t go that extra bit, but what she wears is so slight, I
don’t see the difference.” Dionn said, as he looked both ways as
if to check for intruders. “We’ve had sex on the beach at night,
unable to keep her hands off me.” He whispered, “But she won’t go
totally nude, go figure.” He finished with a smile.
Joe nodded knowingly. “The atmosphere, the air, the ocean, and I
guess the nudity brings out the animal in all of us. We’ve been
insatiable as well.”
Dionn had a tear come to his eye. “We’ve been so in love for so
long, but I just proposed the other night on the beach as we made
love. I hope her parents don’t ask what we were doing when I
proposed.”
“As long as you know she is the one, never mind what others think
and keep those moments private. I’m sure if we weren’t anonymous
we wouldn’t even be talking like this, or doing some of the
things we do outside, like going nude.” Joe insisted to Dionn.
The fellows dropped the conversation as the women returned.
“Dionn, before we go out to walk tonight we’re going to stop at
Joe and Selena’s cottage and look around a bit to see if it’s
what we want for our next trip. OK?” Pam asked.
Dionn extended a hand and Pam fell to his lap.
“As long as you’re there, I don’t care where we are.” Dionn said
as he nuzzled her neck.
Joe chuckled as he saw the horny couple kiss and separate.
“You two are finding the same thing we have. After you tear away
all the layers of stress and anxiety in your lives and have only
each other and add this beautiful paradise, you just can’t seem
to get enough of each other.” Joe said.
Pam flushed in embarrassment for a moment, and then shook her
head in agreement, looking at the nodding Selena for her assent
to the statement.
“We certainly haven’t become bored with each other. Joe is so
into his work and I’m absorbed in school, I was a little worried
that after peeling away those distractions we might find our
attraction to be lessened, but instead it’s greater. I assume it
works that way for everyone who’s really in love. Last night, in
the moonlight, we saw a couple doing oral sex right on the beach.
God, it was so sexy to see other couples in as much love as we
are.” Selena said as Pam and Dionn turned beet red and smiled.
Joe would have to tell Selena later that he was pretty sure that
the couple they saw was right in front of them now.
As barbequed food and salads were passed around talk became less
and less. Joe and Dionn went twice to get more drinks so that by
the time the sun was setting they were full of food and had
little buzz’s going.
Pam was the first to stand up. “Well, I would love to go back to
the room and just rinse off in the shower from the ride in the
open bus today. If you two don’t mind, how about we stop by at
your cottage for the grand tour in about a half hour. That will
still get us time to walk in the moonlight tonight. The moon is
still mostly full and there isn’t a cloud. It’ll be bright and
sexy for a walk.”
“That’s fine with us, I think. We need a few minutes to freshen
as well. That walk sounds like a good idea after riding all day.”
Selena said as she extended a hand to Joe to help him up. He gave
her a look and shunned her hand and stood on his own.
As the couples walked back onto Chiascuro’s grounds and separated
both ways Joe spoke under his breath.
“You don’t have to help me up like I’m your father.”
“I know I know, I got the look. I’m sorry. I was out of line. I
just know your knees hurt you and I wanted to help. I love you
and never would hurt you or your feelings. Remember that. I knew
I was in trouble the moment I did it.” She shot back lowly still
looking forward as they walked.
“I guess I’m a little sensitive with that younger couple around.
You know, THEY were the two we saw having sex last night.” Joe
added.
Selena stopped. “No way! That was Pam doing Dionn last night?”
“For sure, and I think it’s when he proposed to her. He said he
proposed while making love on the beach, and I KNOW that was
them. I remember admiring her beautiful breasts as they walked by
about 20 minutes before when I was returning with the food.” Joe
said to the stunned Selena.
She took her top down in the ladies room to wipe something that
had dripped, and they ARE perfect. She tans a lot deeper than
me.” She added.
“Make no mistake Babycakes, your breasts are fantastic and as
beautiful. Yours have round qualities and she has pointy
qualities, but she has a deep tan and it makes her very sexy
looking. However, you are the most beautiful woman on this beach
in my eyes, remember that.” Joe assured her.
They kept walking towards their cottage, with Selena quiet as she
absorbed the fact she had seen her new friend having sex.
When they got to the cottage Selena couldn’t wait to change into
her beach thong to have that almost nude freedom. Joe was
refilling the ice bucket on the little bar they had set up when
she came out.
”If they weren’t on their way here Joseph I would be all over you
right now. Thinking back to last night, and then sitting with you
all day when I couldn’t have you, I want you. Plus, I have to
admit, thinking of Pam and Dionn doing it on the beach is sexy.”
Selena said as she ran her hands up his back, under his shirt.
“Take your shirt off and put on that Club Med swim trunk I got
you.” She cooed in his ear.
“That doesn’t hide a hard-on too well.” Joe chuckled.
“I can hide your hard-on baby. I have 3 places where it fits just
fine.” She whispered as she grabbed at his package.
Joe took her in his arms and hugged her, giving her ass a few
playful swats.
“Essy, you are so naughty. They’re going to be here in a minute
and I’m going to have to sit with a towel over it.” He said as he
pulled away and headed to the bath to grab his suit.
The Club Med suit was about 7 or 8 inches wide and fit below the
hip a bit, just covering the male essentials, but wasn’t as rude
or revealing as a Speedo. His cock was still a little chubbed
when he stuffed it in and hoped she didn’t excite him anymore
right away.
As Joe turned and looked in the mirror to check himself he heard
two voices on the path through the skylights in the bath boudoir.
“Let’s just go to the beach, I want you now.”
“You could have had it in the room, be patient. You don’t think
I’m horny too?”
“What if we can’t be as alone as last night?”
“I’d fuck you in Times Square right now. It’ll be OK. Sand and
surf will hide us.”
“Shush! We’re here.” The female voice said as they faded away
from the rear of the cottage path.
Before Joe could give Selena a heads up there was a knock at the
beach side screen.
“Yoo-Hoo it’s Pam. Anyone home?”
“OH HI! I’ll get the screen.” Selena yelled to the door as she
walked over and undid the latch.
Pam came in topless with a full bikini bottom that sat high on
her hip. Her tan was deep and Joe admired her breasts once again;
two small but prominent, pointy mounds. He saw Dionn look to
Selena’s breasts and he knew he was as impressed at her much
larger, though not as tanned, globes.
“Welcome to our little love nest. This end of the beach is pretty
private and quiet. We aren’t the last cottage in the row, but the
last is being renovated right now. It’s about 500 yards from here
to the jetty, but you can take the little footbridge to the
public beach.” Essy said as she pointed out into the darkness,
lit only by the glow of moonlight on the white sand.
Joe shook Dionn’s hand and took Pam’s hand in his and kissed it.
“Welcome to our little abode. Let me congratulate you on your
engagement.” He said.
“Oh thank you, that’s very sweet. Dionn told you our little
secret, huh? My parents will give me hard time because we didn’t
discuss it with them first, but the moment was right.” Pam said
blushing.
“Oh, you have a full kitchen!” Dionn said quickly changing the
subject while walking to it.
“Dionns a gourmet cook and a soon to be chef, he hopes. The
kitchen is his department. Show me the bath and the hot tub.” Pam
said as Selena took her hand and pulled her toward the bath
boudoir.
“It has a standard toilet and a bidet, a large shower stall, an
old fashioned tub with Jacuzzi jets, and . . . . (as she pulled
the curtain back) a hot tub! The skylights make it possible to
hot tub in the moonlight. Very sexy!” Selena said as she pointed
out each accoutrement.
“God, I’ve never had a bathroom scream SEX like this one.” Pam
said with ideas already dancing in her head. “We have the Jacuzzi
tub and bidet in our room, but the hot tub is nice as well as how
it sits up there. I don’t know how much I would use the bidet,
but it’s nice, I guess.”
“Oh we have one home and I can tell you that the dirty little
saying men use about them is true.” Selena said blushing.
“What saying is that?” Pam asked.
Selena blushed again, then looked both ways to be sure they were
alone.
“Buy your wife a bidet instead of a stove and you’ll eat out more
often.” She giggled.
“Oh, I never heard that, but I suppose it would be true.” Pam
laughed embarrassed.
“Use it all of the time and you’re always ready, if you get my
drift.” Selena said with a wink, happy she could impart some
sexual advise to someone.
They looked out and saw the men talking in the living area and
were about to walk out when Pam took the door and closed it
halfway.
“Can I ask you a question? I know we hardly know each other, but
I can risk the embarrassment because I know I may never see you
again. We’ve already said things we wouldn’t normally to
strangers.” Pam said turning red.
Selena looked at her quizzical and asked, “What?”
“I assume from your comment about the bidet that you enjoy oral,
do you pleasure Joe as well?” Pam asked looking at he floor.
“Ummm . . . . err. . . Of Course! Why such a forward question?”
“Well, it’s one problem I have with Dionn. He wants to finish it,
umm . . in my mouth. I can’t seem to bring myself to it. I’m
sure I would wretch; as much as I like going down on him, and he
asks me every time. He’s such a little boy about it and now I’ve
said yes to his proposal I would like to do that something extra,
but I don’t want to get sick and ruin it all. Do you understand
what I’m asking?”
“I think I understand and please know that I would never discuss
this with anyone, but these circumstances make it different and
even a little exciting that someone would ask me a sex question.
I don’t see it as anything bad. It’s a part of him, and I love
him. It’s the seed that will make your children; it’s the juice
his body made because you excited him. It’s exciting to have it
splash into your mouth as he reaches his climax and you have
control over his pleasure. The taste is salty and sweet. I liken
it to half set lemon Jell-O with salt water. I love the pleasure
it brings him, so the taste doesn’t bother me, and I sort of like
it. It’s him and I love him. I hope that helps you out.” Selena
finished uncomfortable that she had spoken.
Pam hugged her quickly and opened the door, whispering, “Thanks.”
She seemed just as embarrassed as Selena now. But Selena took her
arm again as something troubled her.
“You know Pam, the way you spoke to me it sounds like you haven’t
discussed it much with Dionn. If you can’t frankly discuss sexual
matters, how can you be getting married? You should sit down and
talk with him and tell him why you do or don’t like something.
Doing something you don’t want to in an effort to make him happy
is wrong. You may do it once to make him happy, but he will think
you want to do it again and again, and then his disappointment
will be greater. If it’s just to taste you’re worried about, it’s
one thing. If the act itself is the problem, you have to talk.”
Selena schooled her.
“Dionn is uncomfortable talking about sex and avoids it.” Pam
whined in a whisper.
“Then how are you going to discuss bringing another life into the
world or even your finances, if you can’t talk about something as
basic as sex. There’s nothing to hide. One way or another, sex
and fucking got each one of us here, and we all entered the world
the same route. Talking sex with someone you love is basic. If he
can’t, he better grow up fast. Before you go home and tell
everyone you’re getting married, you better be sure of the man
you said, “yes” to.” Selena said losing patience, wondering how
this girl could say “yes” to a man she didn’t know.
Pam turned on her heel away from the door and fell against the
wall, sighing while getting a wet eye.
“Shit, I’ve been waiting for someone to straighten me out, but
who thought it would be a stranger? He’s so immature about sex
and intimacy. We’re going to have to talk and he’s going to have
to participate, like it or not.” Pam said surrendering to her
real feelings.
“Pam I didn’t mean to throw a wet blanket on your . . . “ Selena
began before Pam interrupted her.
“No, you’re just the bearer of the news that I already knew.
Maybe with no one else to cry to here, away from home, he’ll open
up and grow up about it.” Pam said getting more determined as her
inner anger at herself and Dionn festered.
Selena gave Pam a hug and went out to meet the men, giving Pam a
moment to compose herself. When Pam came out they all bid each
other good-bye and promised to get together again before they
left the island.
They watched them start to walk towards the water as Pam was
obviously talking, gesticulating. She stopped and she kissed
Dionn and they turned and headed toward the main house of
Chiascuro. She had apparently taken the bull by the horns and was
going to try and talk out some of their problems right away.
Selena explained to Joe what they had talked about, with Joe
shaking his head.
“It’s funny the things people will say to a complete stranger if
they think they may never see them again. I suppose it’s the same
as when a guy picks up a chick on a vacation or a cruise and the
sleep together right away without trepidation. You don’t worry
about first impressions.” Joe mused aloud.
Selena went back to the bath and returned with a big beach towel.
“Come on! Let’s go walk in the moonlight surf!” Selena said as
she handed the towel to Joe and he put it under his arm.
They slid the doors shut on the cottage and locked them and were
off on their moonlight adventure.
The beach was mostly desolate that night. A bonfire from the
public beach side could be seen in the distance and a band played
jazz rhythms far down the north beach, but the private Chiascuro
beach was near empty except for those who might be sitting or
lying, not seen in the night sightline. They wanted to be
private, and that’s just what Selena had in mind.
About 400 yards down the beach from the cottage Selena stopped as
the surf was just reaching her toes.
“Joey, if we ever come back here and you want to go to the place
where I made love to you on the beach with my mouth, is this
where you want to say it happened?” she said with wickedness in
her eyes.
“Essy!! Out here in the open? What’s got you so naughty? Not that
I don’t love being playful with you, but this is a new you.” Joe
said with a big grin on his face at her offer.
“Joey, we’re married this week. No parents over my shoulder, no
roommate to worry about, it’s just you and me. You’re always so
playful and sexy and I always have to act like the newlywed
virgin, but this is the me you’re going to live with the rest of
your life, I promise.” She said as she stroked his face.
“Essy, I had no doubts about how sexy you were and how playful
you could get. I know we, you especially, are a little stiff at
times about our relationship. We both have worried about the age
thing. But any doubts I had about how wild and open we could be
were dashed that night I flew in late from the conference. You
were open and spontaneous and any doubts about us as a couple or
you as a lover were gone.” Joe said, reassuring her.
“Get that cock out of those sexy trunks,” She said as she pinched
both of her nipples and went to her knees.
Joe fished his hardening prong out of his trunks. There was
little room for it anyway after her sexy talk.
She kept oscillating her nipples while the cock bobbed before
her. Without using her hands she sought it with her mouth and
trapped the head between her lips and held it there while her
tongue danced on the underside.
“Ohhhhhhhh God! Selena I’m not going to last long if you keep
that up.” He sighed.
“That’s the idea Joseph.” She said as she gave up the head for a
moment and used both of her hands to massage his balls.
“The idea is to get this cum in this sack, into my mouth and into
my belly. I want to taste you, feel you cum. I want to feel your
ecstasy. Then I’m going to lay back on this towel and hope you
want the same thing for me.”
Before Joe could answer she had his cock back into her mouth,
milking it with her lips and tongue.
“Oh, I’m gonna eat you, don’t worry. You’ll scream so loud
they’ll have half the island police here.
Selena closed her eyes and sighed as she wrapped her hands around
the cheeks of Joe’s ass holding each globe pulling him to and
from her mouth until he got the idea that she wanted him to fuck
her mouth.
Looking down at her in the moonlight out in the open on the
seeming deserted beach spurred him on. After wanting her all day
he was glad to get his nut now so they could have a long session
of lovemaking later. Her love of oral sex with him made it that
much easier as well. She savored the feral smells and tastes from
his genitals that fed her feminine sexual instincts. Knowing he
would have her in sexual ecstasy soon spurred her on as well.
In short order Joe felt his orgasm beginning to brew and he
moaned to signal her. He groaned loudly again as he was reaching
the point of no return. There were times when he might use his
hands to finish his orgasm, or he might show her to do the same,
but tonight the friction of her lips and tongue to his thrusts
were going to be enough to set the fuse.
Being careful no to thrust to deeply he hummed shrilly through
his teeth as the point of no return passed.
“ErrrrrrGH!” He spat out vocally as the first waves of his
ejaculation leapt into her mouth. She swallowed smoothly as her
mouth began to fill and refill a couple times. She knew Joe was
resisting the urge to pound at her mouth as he kept the smooth
strokes going as his orgasm was waning and he was getting more
and more sensitive. She dropped her hands from his ass cheeks and
he instantly began to sit down in an effort to pull from her
mouth. She fell forward as he plopped to the sand and she sucked
the last drops from him. He was breathing deeply from his mouth
as she stood and stepped out of her thong. She stepped to Joe’s
form lying in the sand and lowered her pussy to his face.
“Oh Joe! Taste my pussy! If it tastes as good as you I would eat
it myself.” Selena said in a passion fit as Joe ran his tongue
through her groove and nipped at her bud.
She sprung to her feet and spread out the towel she brought as
Joe scrambled to his knees and then stood to whisk away the sand
on him. He knelt between her spread legs and laid on her, kissing
her face, devouring her lips as he tasted himself, running his
tongue over hers.
His own passion could no longer be contained as he scooted down
her body, pausing just long enough to nip at each of her nipples.
She was already raising her bent knees to open her anxious self
to his mouth. She felt no disappointment as his lips covered her
clit and he fluttered his tongue to incite and engorge it. She
tried to push herself deeper into the towel covered sand as she
exhaled deeply in overwhelming pleasure.
The clicks, grunts and mewls from her throat filled Joe with lust
as he tried to push his lips and tongue inside her sweet smooth
split. His mouth took full inventory if every centimeter of her
pleasure box as she raised her hips to his face trying to get her
clit back to his sucking mouth. He was trying to string her
orgasm along with alternate nips to her clit and long licks to
her lips and vulva, but she wanted relief. As he licked low
toward her perineum he slid his thumb to her clit and dropped his
tongue to her asshole causing her to shudder hard at the double
pleasure. He pressed his tongue deeply into her asshole tasting
the sweet bitterness of that private little wrinkle, but he knew
it was her center most bud that needed him as he slipped his
tongue up to replace his thumb on her clit. He shifted his body
in the sand to bring his other arm up and point his middle finger
right between her lips and sink it into her. She groaned at the
intrusion, but after a quick wiggle it left her quim and centered
on her asshole and pushed straight in as he pressed his face
harder at her clit.
She loudly called Joe’s name as she was skewered and erupted in
orgasm simultaneously. She pumped hard to Joe’s face causing the
invading middle finger to fuck at her little hole. She squealed
squeaked and groaned incoherently as Joe tried to make sure her
orgasm didn’t cease, but he had to relent when her hands pushed
at his face.
“OH GOD PULEEEZE! Let me breathe!” she hollered as he lifted his
face from her as he continued to undulate her hips to his fucking
finger. Joe felt warm juices running over his impaled finger and
knew she had cum a bit from her g-spot. As she lowered her hips
to the sand he lashed his tongue to her clit once again to taste
her, but each touch was like an electric prod on her as she tried
to crawl away.
He leaned forward and laid his head on her stomach as his hands
sought hers to hold. He was through. After a few minutes they
both returned to normal breathing. Selena exhaled deeply and
spoke.
“My God that’s the most incredible orgasm. How do you do that to
me? No wonder why I love you so. You know where and how to make
me crazy. God, is there anyone around? Did anyone hear us?”
Selena wondered.
Joe raised his head and looked into the moonlit darkness and
reported no one in sight. After the noise they had raised he was
surprised, but the ocean covered lots of sounds.
Joe twisted and sat up on the big towel.
“Let’s get our clothes and head back. If we were spotted I would
like to get moving. But it seemed we were the only 2 people in
the world a few minutes ago.” He said as he got to his feet and
found his trunks and stepped into them.
Selena quickly found her thong and slipped it up her legs, and
then found Joe to hug.
“We WERE the only 2 people in the world just then, honey. God, I
love you. Take me home and make love to me all night.” She said
resigned to the fact.
Joe surprised her and scooped her up into his arms and began to
carry her back to the cottage.
“Joe, put me down, you’ll kill your knees!” Selena laughed at
being carried.
“My knee’s aren’t so bad I can’t carry a 100 pounds for a few
minutes.” Joe complained to her.
However, after 100 or so yards, Joe had to put her down,
apologizing.
“You were right and I should have listened. It is too much.” He
admitted.
“You need to save yourself anyway.” She giggled in his ear.
“REALLY? What do you have in store for me?” He asked.
She glued her eyes to his as she ran her hands up his chest and
then around his neck, pulling her face nose to nose with his.
“I have everything for you Joseph. You have everything for me. I
don’t want to spend a day without you ever. We make each other
feel so good in every way. I think we are each others worlds.”
She said with tearful conviction.
Joe held her tight, as if trying to meld them into one.
His voice cracked, making his emotion obvious as he whispered to
her.
“Your words are well chosen. If I searched for another way to
word it, I couldn’t. When you look at me I know you love me
without hearing the words. We are each other’s world. I love you
forever.”
Selena broke the hug and locked her arm in his, almost dragging
him to the cottage.
While their quiet whispers and passionate cries were washed away
by the constant roar and whisper of the surf, their actions were
not.
Hidden in a small dune, lying together were Pam and Dionn. Pam’s
words with Dionn were quick and to the point as she laid down a
gauntlet ultimatum to Dionn. He was to be open and honest about
their sex lives, her needs and wants, his needs and wants, or any
talk of marriage would be gone. His begging for different sexual
pleasures would end and they would each be open and
straightforward and consider the others fulfillment the ultimate
goal.
“It’s not your cock I love, it’s YOU, godammit!” Pam railed at
him.
“I like putting your penis in my mouth, not because I like to
suck cocks, but because I love you and it gives you pleasure.
Giving you pleasure makes me happy. I’m making love to you. I
like it when you go down on me because you’re making love to me,
or so I thought. It isn’t supposed to be a deed you do to get me
to do you. When are you going to understand this? I’m sick of
playing sex games with you. I’m trying to pleasure you and you
start begging before I barely get started to have it cum in my
mouth. Do you know how that makes me feel? Here I am trying to
make love to you and you’re whining for more before I decide how
I want to make love to you! I try as hard as I can to make it
special and in essence you’re telling me it’s not good enough
unless . . . .
Every time you go down on me I end up with your finger up my ass
with you wanting to fuck me there. First off, if it ever happens
it will be you making love to me there, not fucking me there.
Secondly, stop playing these fucking teenager games to “see how
much I can get”! Then to piss me off even further when I’ve tried
to talk about it before, you say you don’t want to discuss sex,
it’s not the right moment, like you have to have your cock in
your hand to talk about it.
IT’S OVER!! You tell me how much you love me; well, treat me like
that; not a goddam prostitute to service you. We do everything so
well together, have so much fun and enjoy each other in every
way. EXCEPT YOU TREAT ME LIKE A PROSTITUTE WHEN WE ARE SUPPOSEDLY
MAKING LOVE!!
If it doesn’t change soon, everything is off!! DO YOU UNDERSTAND
ME??”
Dionn reacted as if getting hit in the stomach. He fell back in
his chair and his face flushed as tears appeared at the corners
of his eyes. He knew in his heart she was right. But she wasn’t
through yet.
“I’ve had these problems with you for a while and have kept quiet
because I love you in so many ways. In just spending a few hours
with Joe and Selena and seeing the love and respect they have for
each other made me jealous. WE HAVE as much going for us, but you
won’t open up to me about sex, you only keep score. I asked
Selena a woman to woman question about something and she could
not believe that I wasn’t asking you, talking to you about it. It
was THAT personal. She told me bluntly that if I couldn’t talk to
you, whom could I talk to? We were supposed to be married and I
couldn’t talk to you about a problem? She woke me up to the
reality I already knew about us.” Pam said reinforcing her
thoughts as she kept her eyes glued to his.
“I, . . . I’m . . . .Pam, I’m so sorry,” Dionn cried. “I always
knew I didn’t deserve you and was lucky to be with you, but now I
see it even clearer. You must love me a lot to put up with my
shit. You’re right, I do think of sex as a game and I scheme to
get my little pleasures. HOW COULD I THINK YOU WERE SO STUPID
THAT YOU DIDN’T THINK THAT?”
“Don’t take all the blame, I let it happen. Your inability to
talk about sex and personal situations has always irked me and I
let it slide. After you asked me to marry you last night, the
next thing you said was “Please let me shoot in your mouth.” And
since then I’ve wondered if that was the only reason why you
asked.”
“NO! NOOO! IT ISN’T!! I really love you and respect you with all
my heart and want to be with you forever. I can be the lover you
want, I promise. I don’t want to lose you Pam. You mean
everything to me and I don’t want that to change. You think I
don’t know what an asshole I am with sex? I DO! I just didn’t
have the balls to change because you always accepted my
behavior.” Dionn said, his voice quivering.
Pam knelt on the edge of the love seat where Dionn slouched back
and bent to kiss him.
“Dionn I do really love you and don’t want to lose you either,
but I’ve let a big piece of my dream of being in love slide by
now since we started getting intimate. I always wanted the dream
lover who was tender and let me be tender with him. Instead, I’ve
let myself be used before and I let you pick up where all the
others left off. Dionn I want this to be for real. I don’t want
to be a good wife and a good fuck. I want to be romantically in
love with you all of time. Right now, having sex with you is fun,
but not romantic. I want to be made love to, be shown your
feelings, so I can show you mine.” She said, emphasizing her
words with a kiss.
Pam stood up and extended a hand to Dionn.
“Come on, let’s go down and walk in the moonlight again. We can
talk.” She said with a wink.
When Pam and Dionn got to the beach they saw Joe and Selena’s
cottage was dark. They hadn’t walked far on the beach when they
saw the moonlit images of a couple together on the beach. They
were just about to call to them when they saw Selena kneel in
front of Joe. Pam took Dionn’s hand and pulled him further down
the beach but further back from shore in order to get closer, but
out of sight. They lay just behind a small dune that only served
as protection because of the darkness. Although they couldn’t
hear them, it was obvious what was happening between the lovers,
including the body language from their orgasms. Pam and Dionn
became excited watching them as they lay in the warm sand. When
they finally got up and Joe began to carry Selena in his arms to
the cottage, Dionn looked at the moonlight reflecting in Pam’s
eyes and melted.
“I’m embarrassed to think we’ve ever made love that way, because
that was so hot and tender. I understood what you meant before,
but I understand it fully now. Pam I can love you tenderly and I
want to make you happy that way.” He said as he ran his hand over
her covered bottom.
Joe and Selena were just about out of sight when Pam spoke.
“Dionn, talk is cheap, but I really do believe to want to change.
Let’s just take it easy and let our feelings take over. Don’t try
to hard and follow your heart. Let’s go back and be alone
together.” She said as he got up and brushed the sand from
herself.
Dionn knew in his heart he had to win this woman he loved all
over again. He had treated her badly, but he had committed his
heart to her, of that he was sure.
By the time Pam and Dionn had walked past Joe and Selena’s
cottage they were already making love. As soon as Joe turned and
locked the folding doors closed he took Selena in his arms. After
a tongue swirling kiss her turned her toward the sofa and put his
hands the sides of her suit bottom and took it down. With little
fanfare or prep he took his hard cock out of his trunks and
pressed it to her ready pussy and pressed in.
“Ooooo Joe you feel so good in me.” She cried as he lavished at
the warm grip of her quim.
He pumped a few times and reached for her breasts as he bent over
her.
“I hate to give up the warmth of your love, but let’s go to the
bed where I can lay on you and we can touch everywhere.” Joe said
as he withdrew from her and took her hand.
He led her to the bed where she laid quickly down with her legs
spread open for him. He knelt over her and sunk in once again on
her wet juices. He mashed his body into hers feeling himself in
her depths and as much skin touching as possible.
“GOD, I DO LOVE YOU SO MUCH!!” Joe said as his skin tingled at
the rush he felt being skin to skin and inside her.
“If we died right now and rode through eternity like this it
would be heaven, Joseph.” She said, her voice cracking with
emotion.
“How can we ever spend time apart after this week?” She said with
a bit of panic in her tone.
“With times like this to remember, that’s how. You’re always with
me, be sure of that.” Joe whispered in her ear.
“Fuck me Joey. Fuck me hard and long. Fill me with your cum!” She
said crying in need.
Joe hunched up on his knees, keeping his head rested beside hers
and began to pump into her. She was so wet he was gliding into
her feminine grip. Only when he withdrew did he feel the
friction, as she held him. Her oral surprise on the beach was
going to allow him to go much longer than usual as if it were her
plan, but it did nothing to lessen his pleasure. The warm grip of
her vagina around him was like a warm mouth squeezing at him. The
grunts, groans and exclamations of pleasure in each other’s ears
only incited them more as he kept up his stroke. She felt so good
around him he was almost disappointed when he felt his cum begin
to rise up. He quickened his stroke and began to lose control of
its steady pace. She knew it was nigh by the pounding slap of
hips that echoed in the room and his deepened breathing.
It was then her fingers gripped his back and he heard her breath
catch deep in her throat. He felt her arms double up the pressure
on his back ribs and heard her scream from deep in her throat
like some monster in a bad movie. Her warm ejaculation sprayed
his pubis and balls as she made joyful sobs in his ear. He knew
she wanted him to stop; she was so sensitive it almost hurt, but
she knew he was close. He always let her up when she got like
this, but his nut was there.
“Urghhhhhhh, ohhhh, ohhhh, oooooooo, Essy” He growled in her ear
as he emptied his balls in her pussy.
Once he squeezed the last ball of cum from his dick he collapsed
on her, finally giving her the relief from intense titillation
she longed for.
Ohhhhhhh Joey, that was so nice I thought my clit was going to
burst. You made me scream and cream, my tender lover.” She
squeaked in his ear.
“I’ll make love to you 10 more times tonight.” He said as he
nipped at her neck.
She chuckled in his ear. “Go get the butt grease then, because my
pussy is all used up for a while.”
He laughed out loud, blowing out a ball of air. “I wasn’t being
literal with 10 times. Besides your cute little hole is probably
still sore from last night.”
“You can have me anyway you want, but non-literal sounds best
now.” She laughed.
Once again they relished in the skin to skin body press they had
going.
“I can feel your heart beating, and I also feel like I’ve pissed
the bed and I’m so full of cum . . . . .” She said, leaving her
thought unfinished.
“Ugh, I hate to have to get up from you, but I’m getting a leg
cramp. I’ll get you a towel.” Joe said as he struggled to his
feet and limped to the bath for the promised towel.
The cramp near his knee was abating as he handed her the towel.
She shook it out and lifted herself to put it under her bottom
and pulled it through her crotch as a diaper.
Joe lay beside her and after a brief kiss they fell asleep,
exhausted from the lovemaking.
CHAPTER 18
The lovers awoke on Friday as the days bright sunlight began to
fill the room. It would be their last full day in Jamaica and
they had no specific plans. They gazed dreamily at each other for
more than a few moments in a love hangover before rising to
shower together.
The wet, warm, skin to skin proximity led to more lovemaking as
Joe took her from behind while she bent holding the grab bar. Not
wanting to fill her with cum to run from her half the morning, he
pulled out as he neared orgasm. She stood and turned to him,
hugging him closely and watching his facial reaction as she
pumped his steeled dick with her tiny hand under the warm water.
He closed his eyes and he moaned falling back the few inches to
the wall as he erupted over her hand only to be washed away by
the shower. As she pumped the last drops, as his knees weakened,
she bent and kissed the head, enveloping it with her lips for but
a second.
She took the soap and finished washing him while he slumped at
the showers wall in post orgasmic reverie. He would stay there
until she turned off the water and handed him a towel. She knew
the words to get him going again.
“Come on, you’re not getting old on me now, are you.” She
quipped.
He bolted up straight quick and grabbed the towel she offered and
slung it over his shoulder as he moved quickly towards her.
“Get OLD on you, you say?” he said as he grabbed her quickly
around the waist and picked her up, carrying her on his hip, her
ass peeking from under the towel around her. Her legs flailed in
front of him as he held her as his left hand made a loud smack as
it landed on her exposed ass.
“OUCH, Joe put me down!!”
“Not until you apologize for the “old” comment.”
“Never! Never I tell you!” She laughed to egg him on.
His left hand rained one more smack to the other side of her ass
before setting her down.
She stood mortified holding the two sore spots on her cute ass.
“You SPANKED me!” she laughed, as Joe had sense to run from her.
Her chase of him was short as he dove for the bed, attempting to
wrap himself in the covers, but they were twisted from the night
before and his ass was exposed to her as she slapped it in
retaliation.
She then lay right on him as the two giggled like schoolchildren.
As the laughing subsides she rolled off him and they lay looking
at the ceiling.
“What to do today? Anything special?” She asked.
“The Wall Street and a couple financial weekly’s are supposed to
be on our doorstep. I was hoping to drink a pot of coffee and sit
in the sea air while catching up. You?” Joe quizzed.
“I want to hit a few of the boutiques and shops close-by to get
some souvenirs and maybe some jewelry. I want one of those huge
beach towels you see here. How about I do that while you read and
when I come back, I’ll have lunch with me. We can power up the
blender and make a couple of those blue things to start our day
off.” Selena suggested.
“Hurricanes?” he wondered.
“Yeah, those. We can get buzzed for the afternoon.” She said
deviously.
“I don’t know if I can stand to be away from you for that much
time, while you shop.” Joe wondered.
“We can make up for it later, Hon,” She said with a wiggle. “
Besides, reality will hit us in the face soon when we get home.
We better get used to being apart a little.”
After a laugh they both got up and set about their plan for the
rest of the morning.
Selena knew exactly where she wanted to go. They had walked by
the boutiques all week, to and from other destinations, but she
wanted to go there alone and pick out some things for her
parents, friends and Joe.
By eleven thirty she had a big handle bag full of treasures and
was picking out a new bathing suit for home when she spotted a
tiny blue stretch outfit that could be jogging togs for the
summer as well as a proper suit for public beaches. She was
fingering the material stretched on the mannequin to be sure it
would support her breasts enough for a jog when a hand touched
her arm.
“That suit would look great on you Selena.” Pam said startling
her.
“Oh hi Pam, and thanks. I was thinking I could wear it to jog,
umm . . . if my boobs didn’t bounce too much ha ha.”
“I’ve got one similar and they support pretty good. I’m not as
big as you on top, but they hold you in pretty good.” Pam said
with a smile.
“I think I’ll get it.” Selena said as she walked to another rack.
“Selena?” Pam said while tagging along. “Do you think we could
talk, a . . .err . . frankly, like we did the other day? I have a
couple things sort of bothering me and you might be the only
person whose opinion might not be slanted towards Dionn or me.
I’m sorry, I don’t mean to put you on the spot, it’s just you and
Joe have such a great obvious relationship and it looks so
natural and fun to me. I envy you and want to know how I can get
here.”
“I’m flattered that you can see how much fun we have. We both
feel so natural it scares us sometimes. I have to go get lunch
for us, and Joe doesn’t expect me back until after one, so we can
go somewhere and talk.” Selena said.
“How about we go someplace and I’ll buy you a drink and you can
order lunch at the same time?” Pam suggested.
“Sounds good Pam. I’ll meet you out front after I pay for this.”
Selena said as she gathered her purchases and paid.
The ladies found an outdoor bistro close-by and ordered drinks
and took a menu to the table.
“I lowered the boom on Dionn last night. I realized how right you
were about his compunction to talk about sex. I really love him,
but sexually he’s like a sixteen year old trying to get a feel in
the back seat. I’ve tried to be spontaneous and tender with him
hoping that he will catch on and change but he’s always trying to
conquer me sexually. If he would just relax and make love to me
and let things happen we could be so much happier. I told him I
loved him but was sick of being treated like a prostitute. The
night before, the couple you saw on the beach was Dionn and I. I
thought if I was spontaneous with him, by just doing something
sexy like that, he would begin to understand, and it did have an
effect on him. God, he proposed to me. But, then he asked if he
could finish in my mouth. I never answered him and I didn’t want
to do it, so I didn’t. I worried that he might take back the
proposal, but I don’t like being treated that way. Jesus Selena,
what can I do? I really do love him, but I won’t live my life
like this. You guys seem so happy and sexy, and I . . Umm…. I
have to tell you, that we saw the two of you on the beach last
night; don’t be embarrassed, it was really quite beautiful. We
weren’t spying; I just had to get us out of the room after we
talked. We saw you down the beach and then . . . well, we stayed
low.
Dionn was all horned up afterwards, and I was a bit myself. But I
wanted him to react to ME. We hit a few clubs and drank. He was
asleep 5 minutes after we got home.
I left him a note this morning; he was still asleep when I left.
Selena, he seemed to understand everything I got on him for. He
knows how he’s used me and he swears he’s going to change. I told
him that I couldn’t marry him that way.
You see, I was pushed ahead in school a couple years, so when we
were all seniors I was still like a gawky freshman girl. I didn’t
fill out until the summer after I graduated. Dionn was always the
heartthrob of all the girls in school, but he never paid
attention to me. I was thin, flat, and had no shape. I began to
change a lot just before graduation and when we started college I
looked like I do now and couldn’t keep track of all the guys who
wanted to date me. I was on a full scholarship to UCLA and Dionn
went to Irvine. We met at a mixer and he practically fell all
over me. He never even realized we went to the same high school
together.
God, I’m babbling on and on here. If I bore you or you want to
say something, just jump in.” Pam said reaching to touch Selena’s
hand.
“No, No. It’s all very interesting and I’m listening. You know I
was an accelerated student as well. So was Joe.” Selena
interjected.
“Well, Dionn is no dummy either, he was second in our class. But
anyway . . . .
He had dated a lot of my girlfriends and I had heard a lot about
him. I remember I hated him because he got into all their pants
and then never called them until he was ready for another roll.
But, he was so damn charming when he met me; I agreed to go out
on a date with him. My friends all assumed I was a virgin then
because I had no real boyfriend yet. Actually I wasn’t, my
student transition advisor seduced me. He was supposed to tutor
me at the library 3 times a week, when I was a senior, but
sometimes he tutored me in his dorm. I was just getting these
boobs and we both wanted to discover them.
I was determined not to give into Dionn and just find out what he
was like. We saw each other that night and every night for a
week. He tried to end every night in bed or the back of his car
and I resisted. He began the pouting then and I told him he could
have me, but if he did, that would be the end. I wanted a
boyfriend, not a fuck date. About 2 weeks later I gave into him
and it was wonderful. But, then every night was supposed to end
with sex. We had so much fun together that the sex seemed a right
and fitting end to a night. But it was always a fight for him to
get more, to get me to do more. That was over a year ago and it’s
snowballed into what we have now.” Pam said as she began to tear
up and sniffle.
“God, I love him so much and want to make love to him all of the
time, but he makes it such a guilt trip for me. I feel like if I
let him do something different he may pick up the phone and call
his friends to tell them about his new conquest. Why can’t he
just smother me like I want to smother him and let things just
happen?
Selena, no other person in the world knows this, but I had an
affair with a woman about 6 months ago. She was a close friend
and we got a little drunk and I stayed at her dorm to avoid DWI.
One thing led to another and she was all over me. I was ashamed
in the morning, but it was a revelation. She was so passionate
and everything happened so naturally. Our passion took over and
what happened, happened. It’s what I wanted from Dionn all along!
I did things with her that I would never do before, and certainly
would never do again. How do I get him to be spontaneous and
passionate? He wants sex acts performed on him, and I want
lovemaking. (Now her tears and crying were more frank) Am I
wrong? Maybe I really don’t love him and that’s why I can’t be
what he wants.”
“Pam, I don’t think there’s any doubt that you love him. I also
think he has problems with intimacy, he’s afraid to let go of
that last bastion of his playboy lifestyle you took him from.
When he turns total passion to you, he’s admitted that he’s not
playboy Dionn. Then he turns into the guy he always made fun of
when he was tomcatting around. Do we know if the verbal ass
kicking you gave him has had any effect yet?” Selena asked,
trying to use her psychology minor to some good.
“No, I sort of cold shouldered him last night and then we drank
too much. He says he really loves me and is going to change, but
if I went back to the room and found our stuff packed in 2
separate cases, I wouldn’t be shocked. No woman ever treated him
like this and I may not be the prize I think I am.” Pam said
dejected.
“Pam! Don’t be silly! Anyone can see he adores you. He just has
to get his act together in the bedroom. I would try more
spontaneous things with him and see what happens. If he’s really
trying he’ll try a new approach to your advances. Your other
secret is safe with me. I can even see how it could happen.
Besides it proved to you that lovemaking should be filled with
passion.
Uh oh, look at the time. Let me go to the bar and order lunch for
Joe and I. I’ll be right back.” Selena said as she noticed the
time was close to one.
She ordered fish and fritters with red beans and rice and got
another round of drinks and went back to the table to further
console Pam. When she got there Pam was gone. There was $30 under
her glass and a “thanks” scrawled on the napkin. She had
apparently made a decision and was off to their room.
Although she felt a bit uncomfortable alone at the outside
bistro, the second drink on the table made it look like she was
not alone as she waited for lunch to arrive. She felt bad for Pam
as it looked like she had a guy she really loved but was very
immature sexually. The fact she had put up with his caveman
attitude and still found some physical satisfaction told her
there was something there to fight for.
After about 15 minutes the waitress brought a bag to her table
along with tab for her to settle. The lunch bag fit nicely into
her shopping with her souvenirs and she was off down the
boulevard to the private walk to the Chiascuro cottages. The
hedges blocked the general public from this access to the private
beach area and a matron dressed all in white, complete with pithe
helmet, sat to check those who wanted to cross for their
membership. Selena had just set her bags down to get her billfold
from the bags with her ID when she heard her name called.
“Selena, Selena! WAIT!” She heard as she turned and saw Pam
running toward her. The look on her face told her there was
something wrong.
“What is it Pam.” She asked loudly as she stepped towards,
re-gathering her bags.
“Dionn must have misread or misunderstood my note this morning
and he’s gone!” Pam cried as she held out the piece of paper her
left her.
Selena took Pam’s note and read her words.
“Dionn,
I’m Off!
I hope you come around before I get back home.
We can talk more about it all then…..Pam.”
“So what’s to misunderstand? You went out, he was hung over, and
you will continue to talk about your problems after you come
back, . . . I guess.”
“Well,” Pam said as tears ran down her cheeks, “HE didn’t read it
that way.”
“I get back in the main house and the concierge calls me over and
says, Miss Pam Mister Dionn left me this letter for you if I saw
you and instructed me to mail it if I didn’t see you today. He
thinks you are gone from the island.” She finished as she handed
Selena the envelope Dionn left for her; addressed and stamped,
but not yet sealed.
Selena opened the letter carefully asking Pam if she was sure she
wanted her to read it.
My Dearest Love Pamela,
To wake and find you gone from me has broken my heart. I have
been such a self-centered dunce throughout our relationship,
always aware how special you are and lucky I was to have met you,
but doing little to show you. I spent so many relationships
protecting myself from getting my heart involved, I guess I
didn’t know how to handle true love when I had it.
I have been on a cloud ever since you said you would marry me and
now I have fallen to the depths. My only question is why did you
say you would marry me if you held such animosity in your heart.
I am sure we can work out our problems, and thought we had
decided that. Apparently I was drunker than I thought last night
and said or did something that made you do this.
Pamela, I can neither function nor live without you in any way. I
truly believe in my heart that you can do either without me as
well. We are kindred spirits and have lived as such.
I promise to lay all my hearts defenses down and open it truly
and fully to you. You are right when you say and think that I am
not as tender as you. I always held something back so you could
never see how I worshipped you. I guess I wanted to act like
there would be others after you, but there can be none.
Don’t shut me from your heart. I love you so that my heart feels
like it was lanced and it will bleed until you plug the hole with
your love.
I am your true love and can prove it over and over.
I love you forever…Dionn
“Wow, he had a guilty conscience didn’t he? He already knew
everything you told him and his Goddamn male ego wouldn’t let him
act the way he really felt. You know Joe was probably a lot like
that until he was kicked in the teeth a few times by other women.
Our getting together was by sheer mistake and coincidence.
Actually, if I didn’t beg him to try a date with me, it would
never have happened. But, enough about us; where do you suppose
he is?” Selena said as she hugged Pam.
“The concierge thought he might have tried to catch me at the
airport. No matter what he HAS to come back, all of our stuff is
here. To make matters worse, I packed a bunch of souvenirs and
dirty clothes in one of our bags and left it in the concierge’s
holding area for Sunday’s departure. He thought I packed and
left.”
“Pam if I were you I would just go up in the room and wait for
him. If he HAS to return, he’ll show up eventually and it should
be quite a homecoming.” Selena said with a wink.
Pam broke down and cried heavily, hugging her new friend tightly.
“I was too hard on him. I scared him and used him to make him
think I would just leave him here.” Her cracking voice whispered
to Selena.
Selena pushed her back to look her in the eye.
“No! No you didn’t! You did the right thing. It was the guilt in
his heart that caused this! You did something drastic to save the
love of your life. You know how precious that feeling of love for
that someone special is, and you stood to lose it. You were
losing respect for yourself and if you lost that, your love for
him would have faded, because you have to love yourself first.
Here, come and walk with me to our cottage and let me drop this
stuff and I’ll walk you up to the main house. I can’t leave you
alone.” Selena insisted.
“No, No, I couldn’t impose . . . . “ Pam started before Selena
stopped her.
“I wasn’t asking you Pam, I was telling you. I can’t leave you
like this.” Selena said as she put her arm around her friend and
began to walk through the gateway onto the Chiascuro grounds.
“Ladies! Miss Selena!” The white-garbed matron said, “If I may
interrupt. If I overheard correctly someone is going to the
airport in Montego Bay to find Miss Pamela? They will find there
are only two flights back to the States today and they have both
left; all of the inbounds layover for the massive departures
tomorrow and Sunday. A person would have a hard time getting
transportation TO the airport today unless you left early this
morning.”
The ladies thanked the matron for the info and hurried to the
cottage to drop Selena’s bags.
Selena quickly explained the situation to Joe and told him to eat
without her. He wasn’t happy about it, but understood and was
pleased with her nurturing side.
Arm and arm the 2 women made their way to the main house and up
to the lofted apartment Pam and Dionn had shared. There was still
no sign of Dionn as Pam showed her around their place. With the
things still in the room it was obvious that Dionn planned on
returning.
After the short tour both ladies stood there, not sure what to do
next. Pam looked to Selena and hugged her tightly with Selena
rubbing her back whispering for her not to worry, all would be
fine. Pam broke the hug and kissed Selena lightly on the lips,
and then hugged her tightly again.
Selena was taken aback slightly by the kiss and before she had
time to react to it, Pam repeated the break and kiss, this time a
bit deeper. When she hugged Selena again she whispered to her.
“This is the tenderness I don’t get from Dionn that I crave; the
reason I let down my defenses and had the affair with a woman.
Being held and kissed and knowing I’m understood and cared for.
Don’t get a wrong idea from me; I’m not trying to seduce you. I
just need this tenderness.”
“Umm, OK, you did have me a little worried there. You know in
your heart that Dionn loves you and you just have to talk to make
things right.” Selena said in her ear as she hugged her back and
then initiated a kiss on her before stepping away.
“I understand. I’m glad I made this connection with you. I think
Dionn will be more responsive to your needs now that he has had a
taste of life without you.” Selena said.
Pam went to the window and clapped her hands together at what she
saw.
“Dionn’s here!! Oh God, how do I explain this all away and still
keep the upper hand?” She said in a panic.
Selena headed for the door. “Listen, I am sure the two of you can
work this out without me. I want to be gone before he gets here.
Call the cottage if you have a problem or want to get together
tonight. Maybe dinner if you fix things?” Selena said as she
almost ran out the door and headed down the steps hoping to avoid
Dionn on the elevator.
CHAPTER 19
Dionn was heading back to the room to pack his things to be ready
for the first airport shuttle on Saturday morning. He was frantic
as a flurry of emotions was turning him inside out. He opened the
door and unceremoniously shut it before turning to walk from the
anteroom into the living room and loft area where he saw Pam in
the middle of the floor.
“Ohhhh Pam!” He cried out as he brought his hands to his face and
his knees seem to buckle. “What did I do or say that changed
things so . . . . . “
“STOP Dionn! Before you go crazy and say anything you might
regret, understand that there has been a HUGE misunderstanding
here. My note this morning simply said I was off to go shopping
and when I said I would talk to you back home after you got it
together; it was simply that I would talk to you after I got back
from shopping. I heard you puking in the middle of the night,
that’s what I meant by “get it together”. I’m so sorry you read
it another way.” She explained.
Dionn fell the rest of the way to the floor to an Indian fashion
seating and then full layout on the floor.
“I’m such a jackass. You don’t deserve an asshole like me.” He
said as he began to cry in frustration. “I think with my dick, I
swear to God.” He added as he got up to his knees.
“These last few hours have been hell thinking that I lost you and
I know one thing baby, I can’t live without you. I’ll make you
the best man you could ever find. I promise!”
“Dionn, I told how it was last night, why did you think I would
change it? You must know…. I LOVE YOU! Even if you don’t grow up
sexually and drive me away, I will still love you. I just can’t
live with someone who doesn’t respect me sexually.” Pam
reiterated in different wording than she used the night before.
“Don’t respect you? I . . .” Dionn started before she cut him
off.
“DIONN, two lovers don’t prod each other for sex, with one asking
the other to “suck my dick”, I’m sorry. If you think so, maybe I
SHOULD just leave the island now. Come on, I thought we went
through this last night!”
Dionn was taken aback once again and laid out flat on the floor.
Pam knelt beside him to calm his fears.
“Good God, calm down. I’m not leaving, but listen to me. We never
fill with passion and make love at the spur of the moment. You
always want the upper hand with a plan for sex like you have to
conquer me. Dionn honey, I’m conquered! I am yours! But just let
things happen. Love is spontaneous. Sometimes I look at you and I
get so filled with desire for you. I want to just have you inside
me right then, with no fanfare. I sometimes want to just take you
in my mouth to taste you and smell you, feel you grow in my mouth
and fill me with passion. If you became so overwhelmed with my
passion for you that you shot off in my mouth I would gladly take
it as a result of our passions. BUT WHEN YOU MAKE IT SOUND LIKE
YOU’RE NEGOTIATING WITH ME LIKE A PROSTITUTE, I LOSE THAT
PASSION.” She said as she lowered her face to his and angrily
spat out the last words.
She kept her stare into his eyes and waited for reaction. She saw
his eyes well with tears and his lips tremble. She brought her
face close to his and as soon as their lips met he went wild as
if it were the last time their lips would meet. She fell onto him
and let the kiss continue as their tongues intertwined. She
slipped her whole body onto him and she felt his manhood swelling
beneath her. She continued the kiss and began to grind on his
package.
She slipped a hand in between them and undid his loose fitting
pant, reaching in to grasp his cock. She pushed herself up a bit
and looked in his eyes as she let her legs drop to either side of
him as she hiked her short terry skirt up. She roughly pulled his
pants down a bit enough to pull him out. Sitting all the way up
she spit into her thumb and 2 fingers she pursed at her mouth.
She transferred the wetness to the exposed head of his penis as
he looked at his shocked face.
“I’M going to make love to YOU, just because I love you so. See?
No planning no thought. I want you!!” Pam said as she lifted one
leg to raise herself over his penis as she pulled aside her thong
bathing bottom aside and pressed him into her.
“Ohhhhhhh Dionn! You feel so much bigger this way. I love sitting
on you! I’m so full!” She exclaimed as she bent to kiss his lips
and encircle her arms over his head. As she began to probe his
mouth with her tongue she began to lift up and down over his
cock, now slickened with her juices.
As she grunted and groaned at this new intrusion into her pussy
with her in command she continued to kiss him while whispering to
him eye to eye.
“You see? I really do love you so much! I wouldn’t think of
leaving you unless I was desperate to feel what I’m feeling now,
and that’s passion. Do you feel . . . OH GODDDD I’M CUMMING!!”
Pam said as she bore her face into the nape of his neck and
sucked hard as she went over the brink. Her fingernails dug into
his shoulders, as her ass was a blur pumping on him.
“EEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAA! OOOOOOOOOOOoooooooooo!” She spat out as her
mouth gave up his neck and she sucked and blew out air from her
lungs trying to fuel her orgasm.
“OH MY GOD DIONN! That’s the biggest one I’ve ever had and I’m
going to cum AGAIN!” she squealed in his ear as she dug into him
again.
Dionn was without words as he felt and watched this wild woman
use his body as the ultimate sex toy. As he felt his own orgasm
approaching he raised his knees and took over the thrusts from
her as her howls of pleasure filled the room. He wrapped his arms
around her back and dug his face into her shoulder as he growled
his pleasure and pumped streams of semen into her. With one final
slap of his abdomen to hers he pressed and held his penis deep
within her until she swooned and exhaled deeply.
With her eyes closed she raised up while her body went through
uncontrollable spasms, quakes and shocks. Dionn watched in awe as
he really saw passion for the first time. He was always in
control and orchestrated the sex action, assuming that being with
him was enough. He suddenly regretted his selfishness.
Her body fell onto him again as she nuzzled to his neck.
“Dionn I love you and love making love to you. I hope you see
that I’ve never had an orgasm like that. I never want to fake
another one or tell you I’m satisfied when I’m not.” She
whispered.
Suddenly she rolled off him and pulled his pants and shorts off
the rest of the way. She stripped his socks and worked his
unbuttoned shirt off the rest of the way. Then her top came off
and she slid her beach skirt and thong down and off.
She crawled her nude form over his wanting to feel as much of him
against her as she could. Wads of cum leaked from her, but she
paid no attention.
Dionn once again began to well up with tears.
“I’m sorry for being such a weenie and crying so much but I just
can’t get over what a jerk and asshole I’ve been. I JUST GOT IT
that sex is not a game but an expression of feelings. I knew you
loved me, but what you just did surprised me. How could you have
let me act so stupidly for so long? I’ll never take you for
granted again and never use you for sex.”
“Dionn, let’s just pick up and go on from here. I’ll take some of
the blame for not being more assertive. I just never wanted to
lose you. I still want to marry you, but let’s not tell anyone
until we get ourselves together and know what we want. OK?” Pam
said, a little teary eyed herself.
“Yeah, that’s best.“ Dionn agreed. “I want to make sure you are
positive about all of this. I never ever want to hurt you again.”
Pam and Dionn spent the afternoon in each other’s arms on the
floor, in the shower and in the bed. As she dozed off Pam
remembered that she must call Selena this afternoon.
====================
After stealing down the stairway to avoid meeting Dionn, Selena
made her way back to the cottage to have her lunch with Joe.
She smelled the food warming in the over as she walked in the
door.
“I was just going to give up on you and eat.” Joe said as he
sprung to his feet to get the food out. “I wouldn’t want to warm
it much longer. Did you play marriage counselor for the young
lovers?”
“Well, I tried. It seems Dionn is somewhat of a teenager when it
comes to sex. He’s only interested in himself and makes a game
off seeing what he can “get off her”. He was the High School
stud and never got over it. Between you and I, he’s driven her to
an affair with a woman who apparently showed her some hot sloppy
sex and now she yearns for that with him and he’s a wham bam sort
of guy. To tell you the truth, she kissed me a couple times while
I comforted her and had me a little moist thinking about it.”
Selena admitted.
“REALLY, Ooooo I could get into that!!” He kidded her.
“No, really Joe. She was all flustered and needed some uhhhh, . .
mothering is the only word I can think of. She held me tightly as
I patted and rubbed her back and then she kissed me a couple
times. It was pretty steamy for a second. She swore she wasn’t
trying to seduce me, not that it could ever happen. But I know
how she got seduced, for sure.”
Joe laughed at her admission.
“It’s said that a woman knows how to love a woman, and they’re
all soft and warm. I don’t have to worry about you do I?” He
laughed.
“No, not as long as one doesn’t grow a nice penis, like you.” She
deadpanned.
“That’s all you love me for?” Joe pouted.
“No, but you deserved that after your comment.” She said as she
stood up from her seat and leaned over the table to kiss him.
After lunch they decided to take a final afternoon walk in the
sun and sand. As the afternoon sun got intense they took to the
ocean to cool off. As they waded out they realized the tide was
such that they could be out 400-500 yards with water just barely
at their stomachs. Selena took the opportunity to be devilish and
grab at Joe’s package.
“Want to walk out a bit further and I can jerk you off in the
ocean?” She said with a smirk on her face.
“What will people think when it washes ashore? Sperm whales?” He
joked.
“Very cute!” she said as she had her hand totally inside his
trunks.
“Cute? The joke or my winky?” he quizzed.
“Both.” She answered sexily.
“Why don’t we wait until we get back to the cottage and we can
both have a bit of fun?” He asked with a wink.
She let go of his penis and turned to start walking in. As soon
as she got in water shallow enough her bare ass came into view.
Her thong was scrunched up in her hand.
“I’m ready, how about you?” she asked, keeping her 10 yard lead
on him, wiggling her butt.
“No fair, I’m getting to where I can’t hide what I have for you.”
He said looking down at his problem.
“Too bad. What I have for you is out for everyone to see. Come
on. don’t be shy.” She teased him.
Selena continued towards the cottage while Joe stayed in water
above his waist headed the same way. As he got closer he began to
try and jog out of the water, but his hard-on would not die. Once
he hit the sand he jogged back to the cottage arriving just a few
feet behind Selena.
She was sitting naked on one of the patio chairs, laughing out
loud at his predicament.
“Mr. Joseph, may I take you inside to take care of your problem?”
Selena asked in a mock of the Jamaican resort staff.
“Yes, you can BRAT, and I’ll be sure to give you a big tip!” he
said as he disappeared inside grabbing himself.
“Come on Joe. One last nude stroll was fun. I really didn’t plan
to get you all excited before hand, but I bet you aren’t the
first guy to get stiff looking at the woman on a nude beach.” She
said as she stepped inside the doorway just before slipping in.
Joe laughed at himself as he pulled down his trunks. “Damn, I’m
not THAT big that they shouldn’t make suits to hold an average
hard dick. Shit, while I was running I thought it was going to
pop out.”
“Now THAT would have been a Kodak moment.” She said as she sat on
the sofa and picked up the phone to dial.
“Who are you calling?”
“Pam and Dionn. I thought we decided to try and have dinner
tonight with them.”
“OK. I’m going to rinse off in the shower. The suit chafed a
little running in that condition. I don’t need salt water
irritating me.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll kiss and make it bett . . . . .”
“Hi! Is this Pam?” she asked as the phone was answered.
“Selena, I’m so glad you called. I was just going to call you
before I napped. Dionn is out cold. Let me just say that
everything is fine here.” Pam said coyly.
“That’s great. You guys keep working at it. Just don’t let him
watch Animal House anymore.” Selena said with a chuckle.
“I think he understands me now. So far it’s been, ummm . . .
WONDERFUL!” Pam said with a crack in her voice.
“I won’t go there, but GREAT! How about dinner at 7 tonight?
We’ll meet you out front and we can decide where then. We can
make a night of it.” Selena suggested.
“Sounds great! I’ll call you if there are any changes. G’bye.”
Pam said and hung up.
“Do you really think Dionn is going to change his act for Pam.”
“You know, normally if a girlfriend asked me that question I
would say no, because I really don’t think you can change
someone. But, if you had read his letter he wrote when he thought
she was gone. You could sense the fear in it, and the guilt he
had, knowing what he had been doing. I just can’t figure how he
could treat someone he loved that much like that. I would say
it’s because it’s all he’s ever known, but he has to know the
tender side of love and sex.”
“You don’t think you’ve changed me?” Joe asked as he came up
behind her and put a hand on either hip and rested his chin on
her shoulder.
“No, not changed. I think you’re the guy you’ve always been;
maybe, I’ve brought it out. As far as you stopping the whoring
around you did, you always tell me that you were true to every
woman you committed to. I take you at your word and I’m confident
of that. I’ve never sensed you trying to be someone you weren’t.”
She said as she reached up to put a hand at the back of his head
in a caress.
Joe slid his hands up from her hips over her belly to her tanned
breasts. They were the perfect size for fondling and offered
perfect resistance. Her nipples perked as he ran his fingers over
them. She turned her head and kissed his ear, quickly poking her
tongue in it.
“MmmmmmOhhh.” She moaned. “You’re so good to me. Your hands are
electric.” She said as she nuzzled her bottom back to feel his
rising cock.
Joe slid his hands back down her belly to her hips again as he
stepped back and knelt and kissed each globe of her ass. She
instinctively bent over and placed her hands over each other on
the arm of the sofa. As soon as her cheeks parted he licked at
her crack and she arched her back, splaying herself open.
Joe licked at and then pressed his tongue to her little asshole,
swathing it back and forth as she moaned. He slipped his hands
from her hips to the juncture of her thighs, pressing his thumbs
in the upper most creases and turning his wrists he had her pussy
and tiny nether hole there for him to worship. He licked hard at
her mound and parted the lips, tasting her nectar, before
returning his tongue to her little wrinkled anus.
He sunk his thumb into her pussy as he lifted his face from her
and turned from his knees to where he was sitting on the floor
his back against the front of the sofa
she was bent over. He faced her pussy and pushed his face into
it, licking it length and kissing big round smooches on her clit.
He slid his soaked thumb from her wet pussy and slid it over her
asshole, circling it, teasing it.
“Hmmmmmmmmm.” She moaned as she caught her breath. “Go into me,
open me.” She whispered as he put a hand to the back of his head.
Joe pressed his tongue to her slit and licked deep as he pressed
his thumb up her tight little butt hole causing her to exhale
deeply.
“Ohhhhhh Joey, make my clit burst.” She breathed pushing back on
his thumb as he sucked right on her swollen little bud.
She jerked violently as she came on his tongue and face while
fucking his thumb in her tight ass.
When she could no longer stand the pressure on her sensitive clit
she fell back away from him, going to her knees and then her side
on the carpet, her ass facing him.
“Take me in my ass Joe. Let me feel you there. Make me feel every
inch of you in me before you make love to my pussy. Make me
groan, scream and beg. Own me!” She said as she brought her own
spittle to her hole, now spread open to him.
Joe climbed to his knees and spit into his fingers, rubbing it
over the head of his cock, his mouth juices mixing with the drops
of pre-cum that formed there. She re-juiced her fingers,
transferring it to her ass as be brought his waiting cock to her
ass. She bore down and rolled into a tighter fetal ball as he
went into her. It was not a smooth glide like with jellied
lubricants, nor was it a tender slow mastery of her bottom. It
was a gut wrenching, eye-popping, white knuckled event, but it
was what she wanted. As his pubic bone rested against her soft
cheeks, she put a hand back to signal a stop.
“Stay there, don’t move! We are one in my being! You feel like a
football in me, God! It burns like hell, but it’s fading. Just
don’t move!” She cried out in a loud cracking whisper.
Joe couldn’t believe he had done this, always so careful not to
hurt her and here he was painfully filling her behind at her
beckoning. Her beautiful ass was hard to resist as she laid
splayed open.
“Are you OK Essy?” He asked in a bit of a panic after realizing
what he had done in their passion fit.
“Shhhhh, Joseph. You are fine. I wanted this, to be taken,
dominated, to be connected like this.” She squealed low to him.
“Just don’t move.”
Selena winced in discomfort as Joe reclined from a kneel to a
spoon beside her. He nipped at her neck as he squeezed her
breasts hard and pinched the nipples as she moaned seductively.
He watched her tremor as if she were freezing. It was then he
became aware of her hand between her legs as she pushed back,
half rolling onto him as her knees bent and she opened her legs.
He slipped his other arm under her shoulder and held both of her
breasts now, squeezing hard. Her tremor continued and she
grunted, catching her breath and bearing down within herself. A
stream of ejaculate sprayed from her pussy as she cooed and bore
down again. He felt the warm fluid run down over his balls. She
fell limp except for her neck, which pressed her turned head to
his chest, and she inhaled deeply.
“I am yours, and you are mine. I am you, you are me. I love you
in every way. I am full of you and it feels so wonderful right
now. But, I have to move off of you. I need you in my pussy so
badly. I hope you know why I needed this.” She whispered.
“I do. I love you and I want you so badly.” He said as she pulled
herself away from her impalement.
She rolled to her stomach as his cock popped from her clenching
ring and then she pulled into a fetal position as she trembled
once again.
Joe quickly got to his feet and ran to the bathroom to wash his
penis, as he could not wait to make love to his lover.
He thought about what had just happened where she had just given
herself in her most intimate place and most uncomfortable way,
just to feel as one and show him that no barrier was too much to
cross for him. Her passion at that moment seemed to make her
glow. He never loved her more and was sure that all the
relationship failures were over for him. Her love for him and his
for her had no end.
When he went back into the darkened room, only light from the
skylights illuminated the rear corners, but ambient reflections
accented her golden tanned form, prone on the carpet. She was on
her knees with her pink treasure raised as high as she could, her
torso weight resting on her shoulders, her arms crossed under her
holding her breasts.
No words were exchanged and Joe knelt behind her. He bent and
kissed each side of her cute ass and then took his hard cock and
lined it up with her hairless slit.
Selena took a deep breath and let it out her mouth through her
teeth.
“Pound me Joe. Fuck me hard, I want to remember this.”
Joe wanted her so badly as he looked at the pussy he had just
licked and the dilated little asshole he had just been inside. He
was now as full of lust and passion as Selena was as he slipped
the head of his cock between her wet glistening lips.
“UnnnnnnnnhhhhhhhhhhhhOhhhhhhhhhh!” They groaned simultaneously
as Joe sunk into her. He held himself tight to her hips as he
luxuriated in the wet warmth of her all around him. He remembered
her request to “pound her” and began to do just that. In the
matter of 3 or 4 strokes the slap of his hips to hers was all
that resonated in the room.
Selena’s face turned red as she held her breath and bore down to
cum almost immediately. When she finally sucked her lungs full
through he mouth she sounded like something from the wilds. Her
animal sounds spurred Joe on as pounded her with long strokes.
“Uh, uh, uh, Uh, uh, uh, Uh, uh, uh!” he accented every stroke
until she finally fell forward and away from him.
“OHHHHHHHHHHH GOD!! I can’t take anymore! My clit feels like an
exposed nerve!” She wailed as she brought her hand to protect her
pussy from him, as well as to soothe it.
Joe fell back on his haunches and watched his lover writhe on the
floor and feel the effects of her orgasms. When she finally
calmed down and turned to look at Joe, sitting back on his heels,
his cock standing proud she laughed.
“Oh, look at my pretty cock, my beautiful penis!” she laughed.
“He was a very good boy today, hiding in my little ass and
fucking my wet pussy!”
She flipped up to her knees and walked towards Joe.
“Let’s see. You’ve licked my pussy, ate my little hiney, went
inside my little hiney, and then screwed my pussy until I
couldn’t stand it. Is there anything we’ve left out? Is there
another way to make love we haven’t tried today?” She teased as
she now knelt right next to Joe, staring at his cock.
“You’ve called all the shots here today, naughty girl. You can
call this one too.” Joe said with a grin.
“If you promise not to gag me, I would love you to fuck my mouth
until you cum.” She said with an evil grin.
“God! You are the naughty one today. Is this my innocent little
Essy?” He marveled.
She put her arms around his neck and pulled her face close to
his.
“This is she, one in the same. I’m showing you how much I love
you and how much I want to please you, and how happy you make me.
How am I doing?” She purred.
“You’re doing fantastic.” He bubbled.
“GOOD! Now come over here and fuck my mouth.” She said as she
bounced up onto the sofa and lay, propping her head up with a
pillow.
Joe stood and stretched, going to the side of the sofa. He knelt
beside her and straddled a leg over her chest, sitting astride
her breasts. She immediately reached and took him in her hands,
smiling at him all the while.
“Let me know when you’re ready. Until then I would like to just
suck and taste and feel this in my mouth.” She said as she
brought the head to her lips and she engulfed it.
She ran her tongue around the head a few times and then bobbed
her head up a few times, still tasting herself. Mostly she was
content to play with the head in her mouth, lolling and rolling
it with her tongue. With her eyes closed in absorbed pleasure, it
was obvious she loved doing it.
Joe had been teased to the limit. He took his cock in his hands
and she let it go, opening her eyes in surprise.
He stroked it a few times and knelt up and leaned over her face a
bit. She opened her mouth and closed it over the head her
offered.
As he stroked his cock in short little strokes in and out of her
lips he paid her tribute.
“You are such a sensuous complete lover. You know I’ve been with
lots of women and not one comes close to be being as sexy and
alluring as you. You are a complete lover and no one could make
me happier. I know it’s because you love me more than anyone has
or ever will. I love you forever. Your eyes speak volumes as you
look at me with my cock in your mouth. You are so full of love.”
He lauded her as he moved his cock steadily in and out of her
sucking, swallowing mouth.
Just as he was about to warn her that he may cum soon he felt the
rush come over him quickly.
“Oh God! It’s here! Ohhhhhhh your MOUTH!” He grunted in a
guttural shout.
He wanted to stab hard at her throat, but would never do that to
her, but she sensed his need to complete his orgasm and suddenly
sucked hard and pumped her head up and down a few times to help
milk him, all the while swallowing to keep from choking on his
semen.
She sensed him slowing his rush at her and she laid back again to
let him dally in her mouth at his bidding. Her jaw was tired but
the feeling of his cock in her mouth and familiar taste of his
seed gave her reason to wait for him to finish his pleasure at
his own pace.
He stopped moving all together with his hands resting on the
front of his thighs and him puffing through pursed lips aimed at
the ceiling.
He exhaled deeply and looked down at her as he broke into a smile
around his penis.
“God, I love you so much. You are so awesome.” He said as he sat
back a bit and she kissed his cock away.
“YOU, Joseph are the awesome one. You’ve turned a lonely confused
schoolgirl with teenage crushes into a whole woman full of love
for you and you alone. I can’t imagine my world without you in
it.” She said as she broke into tears.
“My life has meaning, direction and best of all passion! We laugh
together, we cry together, and someday we will make babies
together. Can you imagine what an awesome human being we could
make? Our love is so special!!” She said as she sprang into his
arms.
They looked into each other’s eyes as tears ran freely from both
of them.
“Don’t forget that you mean all that to me and more.” He said. “I
had given up when the best was yet to come.”
Joe kissed her deeply and tipped the two of them over onto the
floor onto the rug.
“We have to meet them at 7 out front. It’s 6 now, so we better
get in the shower.” Selena said as she struggled to get up from
Joe pinning her to the floor.
“Why don’t we shower separately so we don’t cause any, uhhh . .
problems.” Joe said with a chuckle.
“OK, but after that workout if “little Joe” is still interested I
would have to tie a ribbon on him for “best in show”.” She said
as she patted him there.
“Selena, you must not be aware of how incredible you look,
especially with the tan you’ve gotten. You could give a statue an
erection. To watch you bend, twist, wash and preen in the shower
would drive me to tremendous distraction.” Joe emphasized with a
pull to his groin.
CHAPTER 20
As 7 o’clock rolled around Joe and Selena strolled to the
cul-de-sac at the front of the resort to see Pam and Dionn on a
bench waiting in tight embrace. When they saw Joe and Selena they
stood and smiled and came to them hugging and shaking hands.
“This has been a fun week and we’re glad we had a chance to meet
another couple as much in love as we are. Let’s go out and
celebrate each others happiness.” Joe announced.
“Let the Jamaican rum flow!” Dionn said with a laugh as they
began to walk down the drive to seek out a place to begin their
evening.
The foursome found a steakhouse obviously fashioned after an
American restaurant, with a bar and nightclub with a distinctive
Jamaican flair. It was Rum Runners. They were told that if they
were seated after 8 pm for dinner they would be there for the
stage and floorshow that began at 9. They all agreed to stay at
the one club for the night.
Over dinner they all talked of their plans for the future as
couples, marriage and the possibility of becoming parents. The
rum had both women looking at their men with doe eyes as they
spoke of long futures together.
They had just finished their dinners when the musical and comedy
troupe took the stage. They played a short set of dinner type
music working up to Jamaican rhythms and American dance tunes to
begin to get the crowd moving.
One thing was constant as they danced and laughed at the group
and their sketches. Rum! The drinks flowed freely as the four let
down their hair to enjoy the night.
As the evening wore on Selena had truly reached her limit with
alcohol, but the Hurricanes just tasted too good. As long as she
stayed off her feet she was functional, loud and loose lipped,
but functional.
After midnight the nightclub act got bawdy and the belly laughs
around the table prevailed. The front man for the musical troupe
announced he needed volunteers for the next set. They asked for
two American men with one of the girls from the troupe going
table to table trying to talk men into going up and being part of
the bit. With the women in the troupe already topless, it
promised to be embarrassing, which was the idea of the whole
thing. Loudly Selena and Pam beckoned the woman to their table to
take their two men. Once they got them to stand up and the crowd
cheered for them, it was hard for them to refuse. Joe was
uncomfortable to play, but clearly he had been coerced and he
wanted Selena to be happy. Dionn was quite willing. The woman
told the girls that they would take the men backstage to dress
them and their bit would start the next set, and they had nothing
to worry about.
As the troupe went backstage to prepare for the last set, one
member stayed up front and made small talk and told jokes. It
created a lull for the women to talk.
“So you and Dionn are fithing, FIXING things?” Selena asked
slurring her words.
“Yeah, his paranoia scared him into a different mindset about sex
and scared him into thinking he could lose me. Thank God I’ve
been drinking, or I would never talk this frankly. You’re
slurring your words as well haha. Today was the first time I
really took the upper hand and made love to him. I rode him like
a pony and wouldn’t let him up.” Pam said, turning red.
“Woo Hoo! Good for you. You mean he always called the shots?
That’s not fair at all.” Selena cheered.
“Well, that one night on the beach when you saw us I tried to be
the aggressor, but right away he turned it around by saying he
wanted to cum in my mouth. Oops, I mean finish in my mouth.
Listen to me, gutter mouth. Drunken gutter mouth. Look at me
apologizing about words when you’ve seen me give him a blowjob.”
Pam drunkenly apologized.
“Do you mean you never instigated THAT before either? I know it’s
the 6 or 7 Hurricanes talking but, I love oral with Joe and he
never has to ask me. It’s making love and I love making love to
him! For the record, we didn’t exactly see you do it. We saw
silhouettes. Nothing wrong with loving your man with a blowjob,
but I don’t like that word.” Selena declared.
“But, you don’t have him constantly begging to cum in your mouth,
I bet.”
Selena flushed red for the first time, her mind overcoming her
alcoholic bravado, but slipped right back, almost proudly.
“No, he doesn’t have to beg, I LOVE to taste him. Pam, he’s
probably cum in my mouth 6 or 7 times this week alone.” The loose
lipped Selena proclaimed, amazing herself at her boldness. “.
It’s sexy as hell. Just think about what you’re doing. I always
thought it was repulsive to even put it in my mouth, but when you
think about that pretty penis and how good it feels, all velvety
on your tongue, the fact he cums is that you pleased him and the
taste is him and his love, plus the seed that will make your
babies.”
“He does take you with HIS tongue doesn’t he?” The tipsy Selena
bravely asked.
“Yes, it’s probably my favorite because it’s the only way, up
until today, he ever really got me to go over the top. But, even
then, most times he tries to put a finger in my other place and
it hurts and it’s uncomfortable. He wants to do it there.” Pam
said, embarrassed again
Selena knew the drinks had made her brazen and loose-lipped now.
“Pamela dearest, roll ever and ask him to eat that little hole.
It’s the most delicious feeling and it relaxes and opens you up.
Have a little flavored gel or lube handy and let him play gently.
You may ask him to try it here eventually.”
“Selena, I’m shocked! You don’t . . “ Pam started to ask.
“Not 6 hours ago! I swear! It can be wonderful!” Selena said as
she tried to clear her head, not believing the secrets she was
telling.
“I can’t believe your innocent little face hides such a naughty
lady.” Pam marveled.
“Pam, I’m not naughty, just in love with Joe and everything we do
together is making love. We have no limits with each other as
long as we enjoy ourselves and do it all for each other. Love is
so beautiful. Now I’ve talked way too much. Please don’t ever say
anything about this to anyone, please?”
“Oh please! By morning we’ll both be sober and forget most of
what we said. Oh, LOOK! The boys are coming out for the show!”
Pam squealed.
Joe and Dionn came out in women’s bathing suits with cocoanut
halves as tops with skimpy bottoms, with the two topless girls
from the troupe with moustaches as they sang around the men and
tried to cop a feel and pick them up.
The men were the butt of the jokes for the set, but got a huge
ovation for being good sports. Ten minutes after the last set Joe
and Dionn were back at the table to get their drunken future
spouses.
As soon as Selena saw Joe she became embarrassed over her words
to Pam. She felt she had betrayed the sanctity of the bedroom,
cheapened their love. But, by morning it was just a faded memory
as they lay in bed waking their last time in Jamaica.
“Whew, we sure fell asleep fast last night. I know I drank too
much.” Selena said as she cuddled to Joe
“Hung over?” He asked.
“No, I don’t think so. I was real loose lipped with Pam and told
her some of our bedroom secrets. Don’t be mad. I’m just so proud
of our love, our bond. I just said too much.” Selena said
sheepishly.
“Oh God, Essy. We’ll probably never see them again and she’ll
forget what you said in her state. She was tipsy and slurry as
well.”
“I know, but I felt like I betrayed you last night. You know if I
did, it wasn’t on purpose.” She said leaning on her drunkenness
as an excuse.
Joe hugged her tightly to his side.
“Honey, it’s forgotten! Now, it’s 8:45 and our plane leaves at
one. The shuttle leaves at 10:30 so we better get going.”
With that, the two popped out of bed to finish their packing,
make breakfast shower and dress. Their preparedness for leaving
was almost business-like as the two began a metamorphosis into
the world of schedules and real life. It was likened to their
life in that, if there was a task at hand, it was done before
they found the time to relax together.
At 10 o’clock they called the desk and had a buggy come by for
their things. Joe set about to tip the local staff that had been
their aides’ d’comfort all week. Once they finally left the
cottage and walked to the main house did they wish they had time
to themselves that morning.
“I miss seeing your beautiful breasts free in the day.” Joe said
as he walked with her arm and arm. “You’re so beautiful and I’m
so proud to be with you.”
“They are covered now and only for your eyes.” She said proudly,
but added under her breath, “and your lips, tongue and teeth.”
She said as she giggled.
“I hope you never lose that playfulness. The sex may dry up, but
the word play and teasing should always last.” Joe said as he
pulled her tighter to him in their stroll.
“You think the sex will dry up? Really?” She asked incredulously.
“How many days, like yesterdays marathon, do you have in your
life; three or maybe four? We had 2 this week. If we were 16 I
might think differently, but we’re two sexually experienced
people and not the kind of explorers that kids are.” Joe
expounded.
Selena stopped in her tracks.
“Whose sexually experienced? I was a virgin 2 years ago and I’ve
been with you barely a year. Are you saying we’ve done it all and
rocking in a chair is all I have to look forward to? I’m hoping I
can fuck you 3 times day for the next 20 years. THEN, I MIGHT
slow down.”
“You don’t think that you might get bored with the same thing
everyday and want to make it special? Admittedly we haven’t done
it the same twice yet, but every woman I ever lived with got a
little used to the situation and saved it for special nights or
places.” Joe explained.
“You better get your vitamins ready Joey, because as long as I
have this fire within myself for you, you’ll have to keep putting
it out. Don’t assume I’m everyone else. Right now my life is you,
school and cumming for you and with you. School only becomes
before cumming because if I do well, I’ll have more time for
cumming later. Don’t worry I’ll keep you happy and all your
juices flowing.” She warned.
“No, I had no doubt about that, I’m constant. Always ready and I
hope your priorities never change, but what I’m saying is that if
they do and we slack off the sex, it won’t be because I love you
any less. As we get closer and live together more it won’t be as
constant because we will know it’s always available.” Joe
backpedaled.
“Joe I already have fantasies of some days getting home before
you and waiting at the door with my knees on a pillow and my lips
painted red. Maybe you’ll roll up the garage door and see me on
my hands and knees on the chaise with crotch-less underwear.
Don’t take me for granted Joseph. I can’t imagine the day that I
won’t want you.” She emphasized by pressing her middle to his
crotch.
“I hope you’re right. You know I’ll never get complacent or want
you any less. If we stay as active as we are now it would be
great, but I’ve never been in a relationship that didn’t slow
down.” Joe warned her.
“You’ve never been with a woman 20 years your junior who wants to
catch up to you.” She said with a kiss and a smirk.
They didn’t say another word the rest of the walk up to the main
building, but every time their eyes met she gave him a suggestive
smile to show him she wasn’t kidding.
All the connections to New York went off without a hitch and they
were landing at Kennedy when the two of them woke up from a nap
after having drinks on the plane. Selena woke first and heard the
captains call for seat belts. She snuck a hand over to squeeze
Joe’s penis under his blanket.
“We’re almost home, are you ready for me?” She whispered.
Joe popped one eye open and looked at her smiling as he flexed
his penis in her hand.
“What do you think?” He smiled.
“Oh God! IT”S ALIVE!” She laughed in a whisper.
The nap on the plane refreshed Joe, as well as the fact he was
going home. Being away was nice, but eating and sleeping in your
own place was always comforting. He had a couple places in New
York he especially liked and hoped to show Selena a great time.
He knew she was nervous about her meeting with Wall Street
Global, and he knew why. He wanted to broach the subject before
the plane touched down.
“You know Essy, if you come clean and are upfront about me and
tell them the business I’m in, tell them you’ve done work for me,
tell them the depth of the relationship, I don’t think you’ll
have a problem. You’ve proven over 3 years that you are a serious
student and have jumped through every hoop they have provided to
prove your commitment to your scholarship and promise of a career
on their panel for policy making. I can’t think of an instance
where you could make a decision, or give input on a decision that
would beneficially help me.” Joe said, cutting right to the
chase.
Selena had in her mind the thought that if she were to say whom
she was in a relationship with and the business he ran, they
might tell her to break those ties to keep her credibility. She
felt if given an either / or situation she would lose both the
career and the love of her life.
“I’m not going to say a word. After I’ve completed school and go
to take my oath on the board I’ll make the disclosures of my
relationship with you and your stock company. I can’t have that
weighing on me right now. I know that it doesn’t make a
difference in my thinking and that’s all that counts.” She
stubbornly insisted.
“So, if while you’re interviewing I go to a coffee shop and meet
a young lady to talk with and we go out and have a few laughs
over drinks, and that’s it, a few laughs, it’s OK? I know it
won’t have an effect on my love and relationship with you, and
that’s all that counts.” Joe said through a sigh that told her he
disapproved of her decision.
Selena turned silent and looked out over the upcoming New York
skyline as the plane prepared for landing. She knew he would
stand with whatever she did, but also knew he had now voiced his
feelings on it.
The clamor on the plane once it docked to the jet port broke the
silence of the pair.
“Do you really think the Airport Holiday Inn will be convenient
for getting into Manhattan? You just booked there so you could
get out of town easy, right?” Selena asked, trying to break the
ice.
Joe smiled widely and leaned over to kiss her.
“Do you really think I would let you lie that beautiful little
ass down at a Holiday Inn? Your naivete is showing. Just when you
thought you knew me, and I knew you………………….” Joe said smugly,
hoping to make a point.
Selena knew it was precisely why she had to come completely clean
to Wall Street Global, to be sure they knew who they had.
As they walked through the terminal a line of chauffeurs waited
with signs bearing the names of their expected passenger.
Selena poked Joe and said, “Look, there’s one for Johnson
Construction, how’s THAT for a coincidence?”
Joe smiled as he took out his ID and flashed it to the driver
while Selena bent over in embarrassment.
He looked back at her and said, “Wow, that is a coincidence!”
“You can take the girl out of the small town, but you can’t take
the small town out of the girl. God, am I a dope, or what?” she
said laughing and clutching to Joe’s shoulder.
The driver led them to a parking area and showed them into a Town
Car and then got their luggage.
Once they were situated Joe leaned up and said “Four Seasons” to
the driver and they were off.
Selena was laughing at herself so hard that she hurt inside. To
think of herself as so worldly and then to believe that Joe would
bring her to an airport Holiday Inn let her know that she was
still thinking small.
“What’s so funny, you?” Joe asked as he leaned her over and
kissed her hard.
“That I’m so naïve and oblivious to the obvious when I’m dealing
with you. Thanks for the reality check.” She said composing
herself.
Two traffic jams and 35 minutes later they were zooming up the
elevator at the Four Seasons to a suite Joe rented for Saturday
and Sunday nights.
Saturday evening he booked table at a private seating dinner at
Remi including a private VSOP by Tony Bennett and Bill Evans. Joe
wanted to show her the posh of the posh to impress her with the
good life.
As they went up the hallway the bellman was already waiting in
the hallway with the gurney with their bags.
“Do you need any help with the room Mr. Johnson?” the bellman
asked.
“No Joseph, everything will be fine. I think I know the lay of
the land. Tell the driver to be here for us tomorrow at 10:30, we
have a special 11:00 a.m. appointment at Wall Street Global.
They’re on Park between here and W 57th. (rolling a $50 bill into
Josephs hand) Be sure he gets the message and have him call my
mailbox here with confirmation.”
“Will do Mr. Johnson. You know you can depend on me. Enjoy your
stay and (turning to Selena) you do the same Miss.” Joseph
replied.
“Oh Joseph, this is Selena. We are engaged to be married. I’m
sure you will be seeing much more of her.” Joe said.
“My pleasure to meet you. Congratulations to you both on your
engagement. If there is anything I can help you with, do not
hesitate to call downstairs.” Joseph said as he turned on his
heel and left the two of them.
“Wow, you’ve stayed here before.” She said.
“Umm, only a “few” times. Actually I’ve lived here for as much as
a month at a time before. I’ve actually stayed up playing poker
with Joseph and some of the other bellman when I needed something
to do. I’ve known him for 15 years and is every bit the gentleman
you just saw. He only called me Mr. Johnson because you were
here. Don’t let him fool you, he is sweet talking Irishman who
can drink whiskey like water and still remember every card out of
the deck in 4 man blackjack. His good looks have gotten him a few
late night calls for “pillow turning” from lonely young females,
but he’s a solid married man now.” Joe explained.
“Thankfully, I HAVE someone to turn MY pillow for me.” Selena
said as she stepped into his arms.
Joes arms went around her and he hugged her tightly slipping his
hands over her hips to squeeze the ripe halves of her shapely ass
as he whispered, “Mmmm I could eat you right now, my love.”
“I was just thinking the same thing, you nasty old man.” She said
as she bit at his ear.
Joe picked her up and turned, setting her down on the edge of the
sofa in the drawing room. He went to his knees as he lifted her
knees and slid his hands up the sides of her legs pushing her
skirt up. He pulled the gusset of her thong aside and kissed the
outside of her pussy, inhaling deeply to fill his senses with her
scent. As he worked in closer to begin running his tongue along
the groove of her slit, he paused and ran the thong panty up and
off her legs. He splayed her legs wide as she swooned her total
surrender to his mouth.
In no time she was turning her head from side to side beginning
to build to a fit of ecstasy as her orgasm grew within her. She
ran her hands underneath her soft sweater and began to knead her
braless breasts and nipples.
“Oh, Joe yes yes YESSSSSSS. I love you so and you love me so
well!! I’m cumming. HTTTTTTTTTTTT, GnnnnnnnnTTTT.” She grunted as
she pushed her pussy hard to his mouth before seeking retreat and
relief a few seconds later. But he pressed his face to her vagina
ever more and she came once again, this time breathlessly as her
throaty sounds caught in her throat.
Finally her dam had burst and a high pitched squeal left her
mouth as she struggled to unattach Joe’s mouth from her most
sensitive exposed nerve.
“EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEaaaaaaaHHHHHHHHHH, NO No no Joey!” She
whined as her spasm became more than she could bear with out a
break.
Joe gave up her tasty split and slid his head up onto her belly,
kissing and reaming her naval before resting breathlessly there.
She sat up forcing him back onto his knees and she planted her
mouth to his tasting herself as she kissed and sucked at his
tongue.
“God, I love you so much. I hope I make you that happy.” She
groaned.
Joe held her tightly and fell to his side on the carpet, unable
to stay on his frail knees any longer. She adjusted herself to
side astride him bending to put her arms around the top of his
head and kiss him deeply for a few moments. She sat up and set
about to loosen his tie and unbutton his collar. She sat all the
way up and began to unbutton his shirt from the bottom up until
she got to his tie. She carefully unknotted the piece and pulled
it from his collar. She put it around her own neck and quickly
tied a loose Windsor, smiling brightly all the while.
She reached straight down and undid the belt, then unsnapping his
pants. She scooted off his mid-section and lowered his zipper
then swiftly taking hold of his pants as he raised himself so she
could whisk then off his legs.
She repositioned herself to kneel between his legs and she
reached into the opening of his boxers to withdraw his hard
penis. As she drew it out who pushed the opening further part and
drew out his balls as well. He lay with his genitals neatly
outside of his boxers as she caressed and held his package.
“You’re always telling me how beautiful my breasts are, how
pretty my pussy is, how cute my ass is. Do you know how
spectacular you are right here? Besides being a very handsome
man, you have the cutest and most delectable penis and balls I
could ever imagine; so cute and most alluring to me. Your taste
and aroma just fill me with desire and passion so much that I
sometimes have to put a finger in my pussy while I have you in my
mouth. Did you know that? Then when you begin to orgasm and I get
that taste of pre-cum in my mouth, I just can’t wait for your
cum. Knowing the immense pleasure you get makes me delirious
knowing I did it to you, and then the warm sweet cum you shoot in
my mouth tastes like sex, like passion. I love to swallow it,
savor the flavor as it runs down my throat. It’s you, and I love
you.” She said as she slowly bent towards his penis, never losing
eye contact.
After uttering “I love you” her mouth enveloped the head of his
cock and she ran her tongue around it to get all the man taste
she could.
Joe expelled a huge ball of air at the sudden flash of pleasure
her warm mouth brought to his sensitive tip.
‘Ohhhh GODDDDDDDDDDD!” Joe hissed as he brought his hips off the
floor to push as deeply into her mouth as he could.
Selena held him as deeply as she could for a moment but them used
the palm of her hand to push at his bone to put him on the floor.
She brought her lips almost all the way off the head and let
copious amounts of saliva run from her mouth over his cock before
enveloping the head again. Using the spit as a lube her small
hands began to stroke his cock, one holding back his foreskin at
the base while the other was gliding up and down on the shaft.
This, combined with the warm sucking and tongue twirling of her
mouth, got an immediate reaction from Joe.
“You’re going to get me fast this way!” Joes voice crackled from
the back of his throat.
She just hummed an approving sound as she continued her quest for
his orgasm, letting her mouth break its suction only to let more
spittle run over him.
Joe felt his orgasm coming from deep in his balls and he knew he
was going to get a big one. His breath quickened and caught in
his throat as he moaned for the intense pleasure she was giving
him. Once the chain reaction of his orgasm began it was all a
blur of sexual ecstasy. His fingers tried in vain to grab the
burbur underneath him to hold on for his shot, but all of his
strength was centered at his groin.
Her tongue was still now, just a little friction of her lips and
hollowed mouth hold the plum of his penis. She tasted his pre-cum
already so she knew he was nigh. She felt the first squirt pass
her thumb on her down-stroke and she forced it out, as if it
needed help, on the up.
“AHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, OHHHH, OHHHH, ESSY!” Joe howled as
he exploded into her mouth.
Four copious, voluminous volleys ripped from him into her sucking
mouth. She stifled a cough or gag trying to swallow without
breaking contact, but to no avail. She lifted her head quickly to
clear her mouth with a big swallow and one last surge escaped him
before she could place her mouth back over him. It landed right
on the tie she had taken from him to wear.
She slowed her stroke and was now lolling her tongue over the
sensitive plum of his spent cock trying to coax the last of his
seed out and make him crazy with spasm.
“Ohhhhhhhhhh, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby! Let me off. I
can’t take any more.” He said in surrender as he sat back and
wiped her lips with the back of her hand.
“Joey, that was awesome, but I’m sorry about your tie.” She said
looking down at the wet stain in the middle of it.
In Joe’s convulsive post orgasmic state, the tie was of little
worry to him as he shuddered and bounced on the carpet.
She bent and ran her hands up over his belly.
“I’m glad you liked that so much because I did too. Your cock
feeds me so good and you’re so fucking sexy when you cum.” She
said laying over him, attaching her mouth to his and then resting
her head in the nape of his neck.
They were just about to fall into an exhaustive sleep when the
phone rang.
It startled Selena as she sat up quickly and reached to the end
table to answer.
“Hello?”
“This is Joseph. Is this Selena, Mr. Johnson’s fiancé?
“Why yes Joseph it is!”
“I’m calling to confirm your car and driver for 10:30 tomorrow
morning. I will call you when he arrives. Is that to your
liking?”
“That’s fine Joseph. Thank you so much.”
“Tell Mr. Johnson that his ride to Remi will be here in one
hour.”
“Umm, OK Joseph, thank you again.”
Selena hung up the phone and told Joe the message, asking him
what it meant.
“You mean about the ride?. . . . . .or about Remi?” Joe asked
smiling.
“Well . . . . . both I guess.” She answered confused.
Joe was still on the floor and he crooked a finger to get her
closer. He extended his arm for her to help him up, so he could
sit on the sofa and then he gathered her in his arms.
(In the back of her mind she was glad he over came the macho of
being unable to ask her for help getting up with his bad knees)
“Remi is one of the finest Italian restaurants anywhere and
tonight there is a special limited seating dinner show with Tony
Bennett and Bill Evans. Now you may think of them as old
performers your grandfather would like, but they are about as hip
as anyone on the jazz circuit. I guarantee you that by morning
you will be thanking me for turning you on to them. Evans piano
work will mesmerize you. He exemplifies the relationship between
math and music. He is a denominator. To get there, I’ve hired a
private Hansom cab to transport us. All of this is meant for you
to see the side of New York, and a little piece of me you’ve
never seen.” Joe said, holding her naked body tightly.
“You treat me so special and never stop surprising me.” She said
as she hugged him back, looking down at the stained tie.
“Ooops, sorry about the tie. Does your dry cleaner get out cum
stains?”
“We can just throw it away.”
“No, it’s a nice tie. I love you in this.”
“Umm, my dry cleaner might assume I was wearing it when it got
the cum stain, and I’m not that kind of boy.” He said chuckling.
Selena laughed at his paranoia as she got up from his lap.
“I better start getting ready for this special night on the town
you’ve prepared for me.” She said as she padded off looking for
the bath and shower.
Joe sat and watched her perfect body move as she checked out the
suite. He got up and laid out the luggage for their use, taking
out items to hang and smooth.
Selena came by and bent to bite his ass, and then quickly took
the HBA bag to the shower to begin preparations. Joe just smiled
at her indiscretion and laid out his own needs for the evening.
He would let her shower alone to prevent another liaison between
them. There would be plenty of time later tonight for that. The
thought that they might slow down sexually was still with Joe,
even though Selena pooh-poohed the thought. She was still
equating it with boredom, and Joe was anything but bored with her
charms.
When Joseph rang their room to notify them of the Hansom cab
arriving Selena had just stepped from the dressing room off the
bath and was making sure Joe was ready. She would usually catch
him tying and retying his tie to get it “perfect” or rebuffing
his shoes. He was as meticulous as any woman about his
appearance, to a fault in Selena’s eyes. She saw him as perfect
in his manner of dress and appearance.
The evening had proved everything Joe had hoped for. Their meal
was 5 star all the way and the entertainment had impressed
Selena, as well as giving him great joy. He watched her face
light up to this new music style he had opened her ears to. Jazz
had been lost on many of her generation and the thought that Tony
Bennett could be thought of as a jazz artist surprised her.
However the fact he used his voice as an instrument to compliment
the stylings of Bill Evans keyboard was not lost on her. Joe’s
assumption that the logarithms of math and the chops of a jazz
pianist were akin to each other proved true with Selena’s eyes
and ears as she babbled on about the music in the Hansom on their
way back to the suite.
The length of the day, the flight, the dinner and drinks all took
a toll on Selena as the elevator sped them to their suite at The
Four Seasons. She leaned on Joe’s arm and closed her eyes, nearly
dozing.
“Come on baby, just a few more feet to walk and you’ll be safe in
bed to get your rest for tomorrow.” Joe said cuddling her close
as the lift settled on their floor.
She pulled herself erect and smiled up at Joe as they strode off
to their room. Once inside she sat at the dressing table to wipe
her face clean with cream, nearly falling asleep there. Joe went
to her and she leaned her head back to his belly as he took the
soft cloth from her hands and finished the job for her. Then he
took her hand and led her off to bed where he slid in beside her.
As he kissed her on the cheek, she was already asleep or close.
When Joe awoke in the morning he was acutely aware of his neck
being kissed and butt being fondled. As the nocturnal cobwebs
were wiped away he heard the whisper of the angel beside him.
“Joey? Joeeeeeey? Are you awake?” she whispered, singing in his
ear.
“Mmmmmm, I’m here. How are you feeling? You died on me last
night.” He asked.
“Oh the night was so wonderful and I was trying to drink it all
in, all the while worrying about my interview today. I just
tuckered, I guess.” She apologized.
“So, have you got your summation sent for them? I know you’ve
been working on it. Do you want to try it on me?” He wondered.
“Not that I don’t trust your judgment or don’t want criticism, I
want this to be all mine, all my words and ideas.” She said as
she hugged his neck.
“Well, it should be. I wasn’t going to do it for you. If you made
an outline, stick to it, make sure you hit the salient points.”
He offered.
“That’s exactly what I did. I’m going to go lie in the tub,
relax, and go over it. Will you shower with me when I’m through?”
She asked with a pout.
He inhaled and exhaled deeply.
“Why don’t we let that wait until later. Go over there with a
clear head. We only have an hour and a half, and then we have the
day to ourselves.” He cautioned.
‘You’re probably right. I really need to focus.” Selena said as
she got her valise and padded to the bathroom.
Joe watched ESPN sports and then went to the other half-bath and
showered. When he got out, he heard her in the main shower and he
began to dress.
In no time the driver was there as Joseph announced him and they
were on their way.
CHAPTER 21
Wall Street Global was in a small office building, a converted
brownstone. They held the entire bottom floor with 6 good size
offices and a long narrow conference room. When Selena went in
the receptionist seemed relieved to see her, as it was probably
the only appointment for the day.
“I hope they didn’t bring you in today just to greet me.” Selena
asked her.
“Well, we work on Sundays, just not this early. We usually come
in from 4 until 8 at night to summarize overseas trading since
Friday. I do e-mails, fax, and telex and I’m usually home early.
You must be the famous Selena they talk about. I’m Deneigh, and
I’ll be your administrative assistant. Well, I’m everyone’s. Once
you get here I’ll no longer be the youngest one in the office. I
know you may think of the boys, as I call them, as stodgy, but
they’re pretty cool guys once they loosen their ties. You’re a
bit early, but you can go in the conference room.” Deneigh said
as she led into walnut walled room with the long table.
One chair had a set-up of papers and a new leather valise, with
Selena Hanson inscribed on it, ready for her.
“Sit here and wait. I can assure that they will all come in
together, precisely on time. Good Luck. They obviously expect you
to do fine.” She said, touching the new engraved valise.
Selena felt relieved to see the gift on the table, taking it as a
sign that they were already happy with her progress, but she
wanted to take nothing for granted.
At precisely 11:00 a.m. a door opened and 5 distinguished men
strode in and took places, standing beside the table. Selena
stood up and they each introduced themselves as if they had never
met.”
“John Braniff”
“J. Trace Fountain”
“Willis Menard”
“Charles Ford”
“and I’m Ross Curran, Miss Hanson. Please have a seat.” The last
said after each stated their name and nodded toward Selena.
They all sat and each pulled notes from their inside pockets and
Selena took notes from her own valise.
Ross Curran, obviously the spokesman, spoke first.
“The curriculum and personality summaries from your professors
are glowing, young lady, and you should be very proud of the way
you have conducted yourself and kept you studies and commitment
to us and yourself. Knowing that as you finish this year at
school you need to plan for your future, we want to give you
every impression that you will join us soon after your
graduation. The application of your studies to your papers and
special assignments that we have directed through Polytech is as
if we had written thesis with our policies in mind ourselves. Now
if can make yourself comfortable, each of my colleagues has a few
words for you and questions as well. John Branniff will explain
our mission statement and some of our expectations of you.”
Selena sat attentively, yet nervous as she heard statements from
each of the partners, as well as questions. She surprised herself
at the readiness of her answers, as if she knew the questions
they planned to ask. She was happy that the think tank offered no
right or wrong answers to its clients, just level headed advise
and course straightening. Policy they directed also set the
sails and rudder of the largest of the stockholders on Wall
Street, which in turn trickled down throughout the markets.
In the middle of the third partners statement and questions,
Selena interrupted Willis Menard.
“If I may ask you all a question. Once I have sat in daily policy
and direction meetings and discussions for a period you say is 6
months I will be accepted as a full governing partner, is that
correct?” She asked.
“We have told you that before and spent nearly a quarter million
dollars on your education and well being to that end. Do you
doubt that?” Ross Curran asked almost indignantly.
“No, no please. Don’t get the wrong impression. I would just like
to be referred to as Selena, or at its most formal, and certainly
unnecessary, Ms Hanson. You’ve all referred to me as “young
lady”, and I’m beginning to feel like Shirley Temple.” She said
with a grin.
Willis Menard chuckled and stood to finish his questions, but
before he did he reached across the table offering his hand.
“Selena, I’m Willis, welcome.”
Each of the other partners did the same and suddenly it all
became less formal, a large ice curtain broken down.
By the time the fourth partner finished, Selena was very
comfortable and knew that working with these brilliant financial
minds was going to be a great experience.
When the forum came around to Ross Curran again he said he would
hold his comments until after she made her summarizing statements
of her questions, expectations and fears.
Nervously she stood and with a small index card on the edge of
the table she delivered an impressive address, seeming to end
with a thank you for the confidence they had shown in her. She
then pushed the card away and said she had something else she
must tell them about her life. She went on to explain about the
biggest change in her life, she had fallen in love and planned to
be wed. She explained that it had no bearing on her commitment to
them, that her intended was as excited about her future as she.
Then she explained who she was in love with, his connection to
the markets, his business and the laundry list of activities he
had her involved in with the markets. In finishing she said, ….
“I know to some it may seem that I have a conflicting interest in
my daily decisions here to the point where I might have to recuse
myself because of my relationship with a trader, a worker of the
markets. I have thought about scenario after scenario where my
work on this board, or think tank, might lead me to shade
something a matching color to the interests of my fiancé or
husband. I cannot think of one thing I could do or say that would
make a bit of difference with anything.”
Ross Curran sat back in his chair and clasped his hands together.
His old eyes peered out over the fingers at her.
“I can say that we are all glad that you told us about your
relationship with Mr. Johnson. We’re especially glad because we
already knew about him, he’s a very successful trader at what he
does. You telling us makes us sure that you have nothing to hide.
But as far as making decisions that might color his portfolio, or
your personal investments,” he paused. . . . “We also do not see
a problem with your relationship.” He said with a smile as he sat
up straight and grinned at her.
Selena let out a deep breath she had been holding and smiled at
him.
“Your smile will be a breath of fresh air after looking at these
old farts for the past 20 years.” J Trace Fountain expounded with
a kidding smile to his mates.
Ross Curran sat up immediately and shook a finger towards her.
“Please do not think that the fact you are female, young or
happen to be pretty had anything to do with your selection. When
we chose the candidates from our search committee we knew neither
age, race or sex. You should know that each one of us here are
all victims of misreading the market or trends that eventually
led us to a path of financial ruin. That’s how this forum
started, using our knowledge to help others from making gross
miscalculations based on sound tracking. Your friend, Mr. Johnson
would have been selected himself had he not been such a veteran
of the markets. You see, he’s a bit of a hero to us. We’ve
watched his trend setting and trend reads for a while now, seeing
how others may try to follow him. We’ve used him as a barometer.”
Curran finished, knowing he had stunned her with the revelation
they knew of her love.
“People who deal in the number of stocks he does, not so much as
their dollar value, but I reiterate, the NUMBER, are not lost on
us. It’s all a part of the matrix we use, as you will see when
you sit at the board. We are paid nice sums of money by our
clients to know and recognize good roads and bad roads, to know
when a path is going to become a highway, or if its going to be
over grown with the weeds of poor decisions and bad money.”
Charles Ford said as he leaned over the huge table towards her
and seemed to be taking her in his confidence.
Her admission of the relationship with Joe Johnson broke a lot of
ice and led to her immediate acceptance into the group, it
seemed. By the time they broke up the meeting, she already felt a
part of the group, glad that each of them, she included, were
able to accept the different paths and cultures they came from to
get here.
Before they adjourned they reminded her that she must keep her
studies up to be sure their marquee of her credentials was
fitting of their clients trust and money. They also made sure she
knew that her reputation would become theirs and vice-versa, that
“conduct befitting” as always part of the whole equation. She
assured them that she was fully aware of her position and that
her conduct reflected directly to her position. She also assured
them that they nothing to worry about.
They showed her, as a group, like a bunch of doting uncles to the
door to the anteroom where she would wait for Joe and his driver
to come and get her. She buzzed a pager the driver had given her
and waited for them to arrive.
As she sat there in the empty office she began to swell with
pride over her accomplishments and the way she conducted herself
today. By the time they showed her the way out she was on a first
name basis with each of them and was discussing world financial
events with them. They each became so involved and enamored with
her knowledge and personality they at times forgot that she was
not quite yet one of them. That was when one would remind her
about conduct, grades, etc.
Working here with these learned men who would treat her as an
equal made her so happy she could not wait to share her joy with
Joe. He had accomplished so much, and now she had a feather for
her own cap and she felt the pride he had known. She kept
pinching herself wondering if the group was patronizing her, but
she felt quite sure that what she felt was genuine respect for
her knowledge and what she could contribute.
A knock came to the door and it opened with the driver offering
his hand to help her down the steps. She brushed the hand away
and ran down the steps to the car with the driver following
pursuit so he could open her door.
She dove inside the car next to Joe, wrapping her arms around
him, crying with joy.
“I’ve made it, I’ve made it, Joey! They love me they all but cut
me my first paycheck! I know I’ve got to work hard this last
year, but this is all going to be good. I’m going to spend a
month of the summer interning if I want. Thank you so much for
everything you did for me! God, I love you so much!” She babbled.
“Whoa, whoa! I didn’t do anything. It was you who did it all!
You’re the one who made all this happen!” He said as held her
tight and spoke into her ear.
She broke the hug and looked him in the eye.
“You were so right about coming clean about my relationship with
you. It was the second smartest thing I’ve ever done in my life!”
She bubbled.
“Ha ha, what was the first smartest?” He said as he re-hugged her
in their joy.
“The night I came to your door at 2 in the morning to bawl you
out for dumping me. That night I knew fear as the hair on the
back of my neck rose when I rang your bell, but I knew I would
regret it forever if I didn’t do it. I got that same feeling
today as I ran my thoughts over and over in my head. GOD! They
know who you are and what you do and even watch some of your
moves to adjust their financial barometers. You’re a . . . a . .
a legend! That’s it!” she said excitedly as she sat back in the
seat gleaming to Joe.
“You should have seen old Ross glaring at me as I explained my
financial relationship with you, and my romantic relationship
with you. I told them, getting ready to be defensive, that I
didn’t see any reason to recuse myself because of my
relationship. Then he looked over his glasses, over his
fingertips he had pressed together in front of his face (as she
sat back with her hands held in mock fashion and puffing up her
jowls to imitate him), “Well, neither do we!” It was great! I
wanted to jump across the table and kiss him! Then from that
point on I guess they knew they were dealing with a straight
shooter because they turned from a bunch of old farts into, umm .
. . like my uncles! They stopped patronizing me. God they were
calling me “young lady”. When Ross and the rest of them showed me
out we were all handshakes and hugs. They had to prepare for a
session at 4 o’clock or I think I’d still be in there.” Selena
went on and on.
Wait, you call Ross Curran, Ross? Did you say “old Ross”? He’s
one of the most influential men on Wall Street, a veteran
testifier before Senators, a Greenspan confidant and you’re on a
first name basis with him? There are people he deals with every
day that would kiss his ass in Macy’s window to call him “Ross”.
These guys must have liked you.” Joe said amazed.
“When the talk got to finances and trends it was like one of our
conversations. I knew everything they talked about and jumped
right in with them exchanging ideas. Then after that it was like
they were trying to quiz me. Before you knew it they were talking
in future tense about when I got on board, when I start and like
that. Then Ross or Trace or John Branniff would remind me that I
still needed to continue my grades and keep my nose clean until I
got there, but they all loved the idea of young blood, new ideas,
new slants and probably a woman too. The one guy, Ford, I think
his name was?”
She looked at him quizzically.
“Edward Ford? Jeepers Selena, he’s owned half the property in
Manhattan at one time or another; lost a half billion in the
markets and made back twice that much! He’s a legend, not me!”
Joe interjected.
“Well, anyway,” Selena said unimpressed, “He said that my being
there would inspire all of them to new heights in ideas and
insights. He couldn’t stop smiling. God, I have to make sure I
don’t get too over confidant, but I’m so excited!”
As their car pulled back into the 4 Seasons promenade Joe took
her hands.
“How does this sound? We see a show tonight, stay here and our
driver gets us at 7 a.m. tomorrow morning and we train upstate.
We can be home before noon and we can spend the rest of the day
getting re-settled, seeing your parents, maybe go to dinner with
them, and I’ll have you back in your dorm by 8 or 9 for morning
classes?” Joe suggested.
“Ugh!! Reality! My dream vacation ends. I guess that sounds good;
as long as I’m with you. You’re not going to hear any arguments
about just living with you now, huh?” She said hopefully.
“You know it’s what I want but we made commitments to your
parents and to ourselves, and you just made a commitment to your
future to keep focused on your studies. We have a lifetime
together to look forward too, besides the summer, and if you come
here to intern, I’ll be here most all of the time with you. I
promise.” Joe said as he got out of the car and took her hand.
Selena heard the last words and sprung up to hug him around the
neck lifting her feet from the ground.
“YOU ARE the most wonderful man!!” She shouted as it echoed under
the canopy.
Joe whisked her inside the hotel and to the elevators. As they
passed the Concierge station Joseph intercepted them.
“Excuse me Mr. Johnson, I did get 2 on the floor for Miss Saigon
for this evening for you. I apologize that is not your first
choice, but I can tell you from my own experience, it is quite
good.” He informed them.
“Joseph, that is quite fine indeed. Arrange the car and let me
know what time, OK?” Joe said, looking to Selena for approval.
“Mr. Johnson I took the liberty of arranging that already and
your car will be here at 6:15 sharp. I’ll call for you a bit
after 6, OK?” He asked.
“That’s perfect, Joseph.” Joe said as the elevator door closed.
Selena looked at Joe with starry eyes as they went up to their
suite.
“You do the rich continental guy very well Joe. We could live
like this couldn’t we?” She asked holding his arm.
“Well to live here I would have to go back to work after a few
months, but yes I like being treated like Joseph treats me, and
you can be assured he is taken care of quite well, and we ARE
friends. I told you he is putting on his regular shtick for you.
This city is so crazy, I like to be pampered and taken care of
when I’m here. It makes the city bearable.” Joe said as the door
opened and they walked to their suite.
Just as they opened the door to the suite the service elevator
opened and a man in a chef’s hat and a cart wheeled toward their
door. Joe smiled and showed him in.
“Sunday dinner?” he asked her.
She smiled and went to wash her hands as Joe showed the waiter
how to set up the table for them. While Joe washed up as well the
chef sliced turkey from a breast and then took off his Chefs hat
and served the turkey with all the trimmings. As soon as the wine
was poured Joe excused the waiter and told him they could handle
it from there.
They ate and talked over dinner as they both ate heartily, this
being their first full meal since the previous evening. They then
retired to the drawing room and Joe switched on the TV to watch a
Sunday financial show.
Joe sat on the love seat and Selena knelt beside him on the seat
her head on his shoulder, and arm on his leg. They watched
intently for a bit but then Selena’s mind was going elsewhere.
She began to move the hand on his leg until she brought her hand
over his penis and felt his length as it grew. Joe tried to act
as if nothing was happening and he was watching the show, but his
penis was denying his indifference. She moved her hand to his
zipper and pulled it down and reached into fish out his cock. She
took her head off his shoulder and bent over his crotch taking
his cock in her mouth.
Joe exhaled deeply as her warmth enveloped him. She sucked up
hard and let it pop from her mouth.
“Do I have your attention now?” she asked before filling her
mouth again.
He smiled at her, although she couldn’t see, as he raised his
hips in approval.
She bobbed her head rhythmically over his sensitive head and he
began to get the clear notion that she had no intention of
stopping. Joe saw her rearrange her dress and slide a hand
between her legs.
Her wet mouthed sucking was making Joe crazy enough without her
hunching up every few seconds as her own diddling between her
legs was distracting her. Joe bent to one side her reach under
her to help, but she brushed him aside. She clearly had a plan
and Joe watching was part of it. It probably wasn’t her plan to
cum first but it was clear that she was getting there as one foot
went to the floor to stilt her spasms. Joe seeing her pleasure
was all he needed as he sucked in hard through his clenched teeth
as the cum she churned had to find its way out. He just shot as
she peaked and pressed her mouth down further with the intention
of holding it there so she could concentrate on her orgasm. Joe’s
body went into a panic as she stopped the friction of her mouth
and he immediately pumped his hips at her mouth to finish his
pleasure ride. The second hard shot from his dick must have gone
straight down her throat; he was so deep in her mouth. Her spasm
let up and once again she bobbed her head, resisting the gag she
felt compelled to do from his thrust, as he oozed into her mouth.
She must have felt one more orgasm was nigh as she came off his
cock and laid back into the couch, her fingers dancing in her
pussy with her panties pushed aside. Joe couldn’t resist falling
over and pushing his face into her honey pie and tonguing the
spot her fingers rubbed. She came and swooned loudly as his mouth
and her orgasm surprised her at the same time. She sucked a half
breath before everything caught in her throat. She was turning
crimson bearing down on that breath as the spasm ran through her
entire body. She finally slammed her hands down on the arm and
back of the sofa, pulling her crotch back from his mouth.
Joe relented and the two of them collapsed back into the sofa,
Joe’s face showing her tell tale wetness and his cum dibbling
from her chin.
Joe’s eyes scanned the room in his daze and met hers and they
both smiled.
“My baby never seems to get enough. You are so sexy, you make
such sweet love to me.” Joe whispered.
“I look at you and I have to do something to show you how much I
love you. Is that a sin? . . . and No, I will never have enough.”
She said, defending his innocent comment. “You don’t have to do a
thing. Just tasting you, feeling you in my mouth makes my pussy
sing arias, and when you cum I just get . . . I can’t even think
of the words. When you love me and fill my body with your cock
you make me crazy and take my breath and thoughts away, sending
me to a nirvana few know. But let me have my pleasure with you
that way. It’s my special way of loving you so dearly, I guess.”
“I wasn’t telling you that I didn’t like it, or wanted you to
stop. I guess I’m just amazed that a woman, especially one as
special as you, can love me so much. Some nights when we get
ready for bed and you sit on the edge of the bed and beckon me to
you I think I’m the luckiest man who ever lived.” Joe said
reaching over to pet her face.
“Ummm, those nights are special. I don’t know what comes over me.
I know you like to see me when I get ready for bed and when I see
that little tent in your pants I love to crook my finger to you.”
She said as she sat up and put her mouth next to his ear to
whisper sexily. “I like to sit on the edge of the bed and drop
your pants and shorts, and then use both hands clasped together
to bring you to my mouth. I inhale your musk and I want to taste
you, just run my lips and tongue over you while I stroke you
lightly with my two hands. When I look up at you I see how you
adore me. Just running my lips and tongue over you, the gentle
wet sucking and my fingertips always brings you off and I get to
taste your special seed you made for me! I promise I’ll never get
enough of that.”
“God, Essy, stop or I’ll be ready to go again!” Joe said as he
squeezed at his cock still lying out of his zipper.
Selena sat up to look at him squirm and saw the pearl of leftover
cum form just inside the crown of his foreskin as his cock shrunk
back. She bent forward and took it off with her fingertip and
licked it.
“Let’s get dressed for the show. You have to change your pants. I
dribbled a bit.” She said with a giggle as she ran to the
bathroom.
Joe sat back and thought of how lucky he was to have such a sweet
lover who worshiped him as much as he worshiped her. As he went
to stand up he felt the pain in his knees that denied him the
privilege of feeling as young as he wanted. But, when he looked
at her now nude form bending over the sink as she washed her face
he knew the knees and the years age difference didn’t matter to
her. As he stood and admired her sweet shape, knowing he would be
making love to her a thousand times more, he couldn’t help but
feel just a bit younger.
Selena was impressed with Broadway and the glitz and glamour of
the evening. Although Miss Saigon was not the first choice for
shows it was as good as any for a first timer at a show. As they
sat and waited during the intermission Joe pointed out
celebrities for her amusement. He couldn’t seem to get through to
her that she would become part of the landscape here when she
began to work full time on Wall Street. She would no longer be a
tourist, but a part of it all; what the tourist came to see, New
Yorkers being New Yorkers.
Back in their room a bit after 10 o’clock they readied themselves
for the early departure in the morning, packing up their cases
and laying out travel clothes.
After refreshing herself at the sink with a hot face wash she
stepped into a sleep teddy and pulled up the spaghetti straps
over her shoulders just as Joe walked in, his shirt off to
prepare for sleep himself. They just smiled in passing as Joe
picked up his toothbrush and prepared a washcloth of his own. As
he tended to his own refreshing Selena cam back into the room
with a pair of red satin boxers.
“Here, I bought these for our first night in Jamaica and we ended
up passing out fuck-drunk. Wear them tonight, please?” She
sing-songed.
“If it will make you happy. I only hope we don’t have to run into
the street in an emergency tonight. I’ll look like a fool.” He
laughed.
“No you won’t, you’ll look sexy.” She said as she reached around
him to unbuckle his belt.
Once undone she let his pants fall to the floor and she jerked
down his boxers. She kissed him on the ear and handed him the red
satins.
“Here, step out of your things and I’ll meet you in bed.” She
said.
He did as she asked and she took his dirty clothes and packed
them in their case and went to bed to wait for him.
After washing up Joe checked the room to be sure it was locked
and the alarm was set for their early a.m. departure. He went to
the bed and slid in beside Selena savoring how good the cool
sheets felt to his nearly naked body. Selena was turned on her
side away from him and purred as he rolled to her and put his arm
around her holding her left breast in his hand.
“Mmmmm you feel so nice and soft and warm.” He said as he nuzzled
her.
“You feel and smell awesome too.” She said as he pushed her butt
back to his middle.
“Every time I slide in next to you in bed is like the first time.
I get butterflies and tremors. You are so sexy, so alluring. Our
chemistries together are incredible.” Joe said frankly, almost
without thinking.
Selena shuddered. “I know, it’s almost scary. I can feel you hard
already. Get inside me.” She said as she drew up one leg opening
her bare pussy to him with her fingers.
Joe pushed aside the opening on the shorts and his penis popped
out as he pushed towards her. She felt the plum and guided it to
her wet sex and he pushed up into her. As they both moaned relief
and satisfaction he slid his left hand under her to her left
breast and moved his right to her breast. Now holding each
tightly he rolled back taking her on top of him, her back to his
chest as he held her, squeezing her breasts tightly.
This was an all new position for Selena but she quickly dug her
heels into the bed to push and move on him. She needed friction
to scratch the itch in her pussy. As Joe bit at the back of her
neck she needed more attention between her legs and she put her
hands on Joes to take them from her breasts as she sat up on his
dick. Bending her nimble legs she was on her knees facing away
from him, riding his cock.
As much as Joe liked holding her so close, this position provided
him with great pleasure as her pussy pushed and pulled on him. He
wanted to reach up and hold the halves of her ass as she bounced
on his cock, but as he looked up to do so, he saw her lovely
asshole as she moaned and worked her thrusts. Filling his two
fingers with his spittle he brought hem to her little wrinkled
anus and, in one move, applied it with a swirl and poked his
middle finger in. With her attention to fucking, her little hole
was loose and dilated, and his finger slid in easily before she
clenched hard at it.
“Ohhh, Ohhhh, YES, YES! Double fuck me, fill me up!” She mewled
as her orgasmic tremors shook her.
Then her pleasure took hold and she went into spasms of orgasm
that shook her core. Her long thrusts turned to short hard
rubbing of her clit to his cock as her breathing became short
hard bursts and she fell forward with only Joe’s finger flying in
and out of her ass. As the room filled with her orgasmic squeal,
Joe was aware his cum was ready to fly, he just needed a few
strokes that he tried to accomplish by pushing at her, but she
was in too awkward a position. Despite her orgasms toll on her,
she felt Joe’s frustration and she sat up to bounce on him again.
She reached behind her and took Joe’s hand from her ass, holding
her fingertips over her stretched hole as a closed sign. Before
Joe might complain he felt his ball of cum run from his balls and
up his shaft.
“AaaaaaaaaaHAAAaaaaaaaaaa! Ohhhhh, G O D!!” he shouted they
slapped hard at each other’s sex.
He thrust up to her one more time before resting his ass and hips
back to the bed as she continued to milk at him with her
clenching pussy sliding up and down his hard dick. Finally he
reached his hands down and cradled the two peach halves of butt
she was pumping on him and she stopped to lay back how they
started, she on him, his hands covering her breasts.
“Mmmmmm, you are such a good lover, and I know you’re happy too.
I can feel your cum pooling up and ready to run from me when you
pull out or shrink out.” She said as she reached back to stroke
his face.
“How can we make love so many times and still find new ways to
make each other happy?” He asked, still puffing from his
exertions.
“Just touching you and hearing your breath, feeling your warmth
makes me happy.” She cooed back to him as she rolled them to
their sides.
“God, I have to get up or there’ll be a wet spot.” She said
pulling away from him.
“You come too so I can wash off that pretty little monster. I
don’t want him sticking to my teddy if we spoon to sleep.”
Joe dragged himself from the bed and they cleaned themselves up
for a good nights sleep, even though it would be short with the
train scheduled early departure.
A short 8 hours later they were already training upstate, both
asleep together, upstairs in a 2-decked Ameri-cruiser car. The
conductor told the two sleepy heads that he tries to get the
commuter types to sit in the lower seats to let the long riders
rest. They were glad he did.
The busy day before, the toll of the vacation, and perhaps even
the previous nights lovemaking left the couple in need of some
much deserved sleep. The gentle rolling of the train through the
yards of metro New York let them fall into a deep sleep before
the train began to hit its top speeds. With their punched ticket
on their seat clips, the conductor made his rounds to be sure no
one slept past their stop.
Joe Johnson was alarmed as the conductor shook his arm gently.
“Sir, your stop is coming up within 15 to 20 minutes. You might
better prepare your personal belongings for you and your
daughter.” The man unknowingly said.
Joe was going to take umbrage to his comments, but let it slide
in his sleepy stupor. He rubbed his eyes and then stroked
Selena’s face gently to wake her.
“Essy, we’re almost home. We slept most all the way, but we’ll be
there in a few minutes.” Joe said as kissed her hand and then her
face.
She shook herself awake, inhaling deeply as she familiarized
herself with the surroundings and put the morning back together
in her head.
“Wow, were you as dead as I was?” she asked.
“Yes, is the conductor hadn’t roused me we might be on our way to
Chicago.” He chuckled.
As they put their things together Joe went into the overhead and
pulled down his briefcase and unlocked it with the combination.
He took out the beeper he had shunned by promise to Selena and
activated it. While his service took most of his business calls,
only few had the beeper number, but those few were ones he needed
to find him in a tight situation.
Ten calls to the beeper stunned Joe. Five were from Johnson
Constructions main office in the last 3 days, 5 were from the
company’s legal team. They both knew how to find Joe in Jamaica;
it was just after leaving the island until now he was
incommunicado. He sensed something was wrong.
“Girlfriends who missed you?” Selena asked with a smile as she
looked at the beeper and his reaction.
“I have a feeling you and I will both wish that were the case.
Something’s happened, I’ll call from the station.” Joe said
exhaling deeply.
“Oh, don’t assume disaster. Everything can run just fine without
you. We had such a good time; we fell more in love. No matter
what it is, nothing can change that.” Selena said to comfort him.
“God Essy, I know that. It’s just that I would love to see things
just run smoothly at JC. My Dad left it in such good shape for me
and I’ve been able to let it run itself outside of the financial
end. I never wanted it to eat me alive like it did for my Dad.”
Joe philosophized. “When I let it go I’ll take the name with me,
but I want it to be in good shape.”
They held hands as they both sat back in the seat both letting
their minds wander and wonder about the near future. Joe’s plan
to turn the company over to the employees when he retired was a
good one, but he feared turning over something less than he had
originally got from his Dad.
As the train pulled into the station Joe stood and stretched,
offering his hand to Selena. They took their carry-ons and alit
from the train as Joe scanned the area for the driver he had
arranged. Upon seeing him he handed him the baggage checks.
“Show Ms. Hanson to the car and get the bags. I’ll be a few
minutes. I’ll see you in front.” Joe said as he kissed Selena and
headed inside to the phone.
Selena insisted on waiting for the driver to get the bags to add
to the luggage cart where they put the carry ons. Where Joe
wanted her treated like his special queen, she was content to
wait and walk out with the driver and the bags.
After loading the car and waiting 10 minutes for Joe to return
Selena grew impatient and was about to get out to look for him
when the door opened and he slid in. The look on his face told
her that the news was not good.
“Well, I won’t let this ruin our plans for the afternoon, but
after that, well. . . “ Joe said exhaling deeply. “It’s not a
disaster, but it isn’t good.” He added to relieve her thoughts of
doom.
“We have a government contract, a big one, at the Eisenhower
Locks on the St. Lawrence Seaway. They were incorporating an
expansion of the Visitors Center into an existing one right next
to one of the locks that would provide underwater viewing for
tourists, but also would allow both the American and Canadian
governments with a look at the undersides of ships and vessels to
help deter smuggling and the possibility of terrorism. The Design
Engineer and our Site Manager were together and involved in a
serious car accident on Friday night and by noon on Saturday work
had to be halted because of the constant adjusting of numbers by
the lead engineer. His original soil samples and the wide range
of temperatures have played havoc with everything. Now the
government fears a delay and we have a deadline coming up. Each
day we miss the deadline by results in a considerable penalty and
after a short time they take over the site and award it to
another contractor, with us paying them. I’m in good shape
financially, but not that good. It could ruin us. I have to get
up there and work between the hospital and the site to save this
project. I know what design engineers work involves and can
interpret his ideas and calculations, plus coordinate the site. I
worked enough with my Dad to get us through this, and hopefully
catch up to the target date. Those guys will work for me and the
Design Engineer is anxious to move as well, he collects a nice
bonus if we get it done on time. Unfortunately his hands and a
knee were crushed in the accident and he’s going to be in surgery
every few days to help fix him.
Unfortunately flying in is not an option, as the nearest airport
is so far away that driving from here is about as fast. I don’t
know how long I’ll be gone, but after we leave your parents house
today, I’ll have to be off.” Joe said as he thought out his plan
as he went along.
Selena wanted to pout and stamp her feet, but she knew Joe was in
no mood for her childish antics. “Sooooooo, how long are we
talking? A couple days? A week? Longer?”
“Ummmmmmmm, my guess is at least 2 weeks. You’ll have to either
run the stocks, or guide the broker. With your school workload,
you probably ought to just guide the broker with the guidelines
we set during vacation. But, baby, I have to tell you; there is
25 days to our project deadline and they figure 30 days of man
hours left to work. I may be gone the whole time. My coming home
or your visiting would be crazy. I’m envisioning 14-16 hour days.
That may change and I’ll be home a lot sooner, but these two guys
are the ones who ran the crew and set the plate. I have ninety
percent of my men up there already and I doubt I can move anymore
up. We have little else going on right now, but I really depended
on this project to make our year. I’ll never see another
government bid if I don’t come through here.” Joe said not trying
to show his own disappointment of being away.
Joe had to pull Johnson Construction duty before in previous
years and he always thought it helped him understand that end of
his businesses. But, now was not a good time. Though still a
young man, he wanted to put Johnson in a wind down stage to aim
towards possibly turning the company over to the employees with
he as a 49% overseer. A few government plums would help make that
easier to do. That’s why this was so important to him.
Selena was dropping like a stone into a depressed funk, and Joe
saw it right away.
“Now come on! We just spent almost every waking hour together for
the past 10 days. We’ve proven our love in every way possible.
You know you have to get back to your studies anyway. I don’t
want to leave, but this will be a perfect distraction to get you
back into that mindset.” Then he hugged her close and whispered
to her. “You can’t forget last night already, it was so
beautiful. I’ll think of it every time you cross my mind. Now
don’t make this harder on me than it is.”
“Let’s go home and make love. I want you.” She whispered back.
“We have to go home and I have to pack, then go to your parents.
I’m riding up with the supply van and it’s going to be in our
driveway in less than an hour. Last night will have to be our
last memory for a while. Surely, you know how much I love you.”
Joe reasoned with her.
Selena stuck out her lower lip in a pout and fell back into the
seat, crossing her arms and looking away.
“Real grown up! Let this be the image I have of you while I’m
gone!” Joe said in disgust as he turned away. Then he quickly
turned back.
“TEN FUCKING DAYS I spent with you, just the 2 of us together,
and now for a time we might not see each other that much anyway,
you have to get all pissy! Until I retire this is my life! You
better get used to it! I have obligations some times. When you go
to work in the city, I’m moving there as well, but that doesn’t
count for anything I guess. Your mother and father spoiled you
and I’VE spoiled you, but it’s going to STOP. This trip is hard
enough to have to go through without you, and now I have to go
with you all pissed off and the memory of THAT look on your
face.”
The driver was just pulling into the Joe’s drive and it couldn’t
have been any sooner for him. He felt uncomfortable enough when
they were whispering, but when Joe blew a fuse at her he tried to
act like he didn’t hear them.
Joe jumped out of the car and went to the trunk that had just
popped open. He took out their cases as well as a handful of
shopping bags with things she had bought in New York. He threw
the bags into the car next to her and looked at the driver.
“Bring her home! She’s right off of Sheridan on Decatur!” He told
him, and then he looked in to her.
“Come back later tonight and unpack our shit. Wash what you want,
or send it all out, I don’t care. I have enough work clothes to
get me through a couple weeks. I’ll call you when I get here.
Just let me know if you’ll be in the dorm, here or at home. Oh,
and try growing up and acting your age!” he shouted as he closed
the door and began to bring the cases into the house.
He had just put the third suitcase on the elevator and turned to
let the door close when he looked out and saw her coming in the
door, her bags in hand.
“WAIT! You’re not sending me away! I LIVE here damnit, and I’m
already grown up too!! I just don’t take disappointment to easy I
guess.” She said sniffling fighting tears.
“…AND DON’T YOU HOLLAR AT ME AGAIN LIKE THAT!! Thinking you can
send me away like your fucking laundry? YES, I AM SPOILED and
maybe I’ll have to get over not having my way all the time, but
you’re not going away without saying a proper goodbye.” She said
as the elevator door closed and it went up to the living room.
“Let’s pack your shit and get down to my parents house. You’re
not leaving without making an appearance there with me. I don’t
want them thinking that you dumped me or anything. There! That’s
as grown up as I get for now.” She said as she smiled through her
tears.
Joe couldn’t resist taking her in his arms and hugging her
tightly.
“Fucking little brat!” He whispered in her ear. “I’d spank your
bare ass right now except I don’t have the time for what it would
lead to.”
“I’m SORRY for being so selfish, but I love you, I want you and I
need you.” Selena continued to defend herself.
“But nothing that’s happened changes any of that, Essy. We knew
with your school that we couldn’t always be together, so this
should make no big difference. Time apart is not what I wanted
right now, but you know what? Things aren’t always what we want.”
Joe said as he hurried into the house to get things together.
“Here, you pack and leave everything else here. Over the next
couple days I’ll sort out things, hang stuff, wash stuff, and put
things away. I’ll stay here a couple nights, but I do my best
studying at the dorm alone. Alone here I’ll just pine for you.”
She said as she walked with him as he began to gather things for
his trip.
CHAPTER 22
After a whirlwind few hours Selena sat alone in the home she and
Joe now called ours. Joe had packed, ransacked their bags for
his personal items, drove to her parents house, visited with
them, and drove back to meet the van, and her Joe was off.
Their goodbye was tearful, but Selena was determined to be more
grownup about the situation so Joe could leave with a good
mindset.
Selena drove to her dorm and gathered all of her books and
returned to the place she called home now. After setting up her
studies and making school preparations for the resumption of
classes the next day, she began her task of unpacking.
She took the 3 big cases and laid them out on the living room
furniture. Piece by piece she organized dirty clothes and things
going back into drawers and closets. Doing it made her feel close
to Joe and made the time go by fast. When she looked up and saw
the time, 1:45 a.m, she knew she had over done it. Her alarm
would go off at 7 and she needed sleep. Taking one of Joe’s dirty
shirts to hug, she stripped down to her panties and slid into bed
and fell asleep, dreaming of their time together.
Her first day back after the break was hectic, nearly forgetting
to call the broker to tell him to continue vacation status on
Joe’s investments. He was to call her if any of the thresholds
set were met.
By the end of her class day she was exhausted went straight to
the dorm to find Lucy to see if she had eaten supper yet.
She found Lucy studying and surprised. She had not expected to
see Selena too often anymore, knowing how involved she and Joe
had become.
“No, we think its best we don’t try to live together during
school. I really have to be sure to stay the course and my best
study habits are here, with fewer distractions. Besides if there
were any blip in my marks, my parents would be all over me. You
and I get along so well, I don’t want to leave in the lurch
either. Roommates depend on each other for support, and I think
we need each other for that. The thought of living with Joe is
nice, and very tempting, but school has to be my priority;
especially since my interview with Wall Street Global. Lucy, you
would not believe what a great job that will be and how they
treat me.” She explained.
“This makes me so happy. I really look up to you in a lot of ways
and you’ve been a real godsend when I had my problems. You really
sent me in the right direction. That’s something I have to tell
you. After counseling and seeing a therapist I have to admit to
be bi-sexual, I guess. I really want to meet a guy and settle
down eventually, and I really do prefer men. But, there is a lot
of curiosity about women that I have, and it stems from the fact
that they can’t hurt me. I have affairs with women and walk away
guiltless and fulfilled. If I have an affair with a guy, I worry
about pregnancy, disease, and whether he’ll call back or think
I’m a whore. I’ve asked my therapist why I can’t just abstain
from sex and she says my sex drive is high and my guilt feeds it.
I asked her if I was a nymphomaniac, but she says no. I hope my
telling you this doesn’t make you feel uncomfortable, but she
says telling people whom I’ve never had affairs with, who can
“handle it”, will help me with my guilt and maybe take the
excitement away that I feel from it. But, I’m not a predator. I
can’t say I’ve ever looked for it, but I’ve never turned it down
either. Something about me must attract those types to me,” Lucy
confessed.
“Wow Lucy, you are trip. If you ever need to talk, I’m available,
and remember, no boyfriends, or girlfriends while I’m here, and
of course I’ll respect you the same way. Fair enough?” Selena
said, putting her foot down.
“Don’t worry, I’ll never play those games again. I never want to
lose you as a friend, and don’t worry that I’ll come on to you.
We aren’t that way.” She said extending her hand to shake, but
Selena hugged her instead to show she was not homophobic about
her.
The week seemed to drag out for Selena. She spent each day
wondering when her call from Joe would come, if it would come.
His schedule of hours was crazy and he usually got time to call
very late, but she had told him not to worry about the hour.
Their conversations hadn’t gotten very intimate until Thursday
night when Selena admitted her frustration.
“Joey, do you know how much I miss you, how frustrated I am? My
body longs for yours, you know. I’m not ashamed to tell you I’ve
masturbated each night after our calls, even though we haven’t
talked of sex. I wish you were here right now to really fill me,
love me, and wrench the cums from me.” She cried in a whisper
into the receiver, even though she knew Lucy was dead asleep,
faintly snoring.
“Oh Essy, I didn’t need to hear that because I’m the same way.
I’ve taken care of myself as well. We are so hot together; my
hand barely does me justice. We should have bought you some toys
to help you out.” Joe thought aloud.
“Toys? Do you mean a rubber penis to take your place? C’mon,
NOTHING can replace you.” Selena said, a little annoyed at his
comment.
“I don’t mean to say that it could replace me, but it could reach
inside of you and make you feel like I’m there. I can touch, rub
and stoke all of my cock. You just have as far as your little
fingers can reach. I want you to be happy too, when I’m not
there. We’ll have to look into it when I get back.” He said,
wishing he could be inside her right now.
“I’ll be OK Joe. I don’t want some cold thing in me; I want you.
Just come home soon. I better get to sleep. You be careful, and
remember how much I love you.” She said starting a long goodbye.
Soon after finally hanging up Selena had her hands in her panties
and she was bringing herself off. She thought about what Joe had
said about a toy, and the thought of filling herself, feeling
something pushing in and out of her, seemed like a good idea as
she rubbed her clit. Once she came, pushing out a few small
orgasms, those thoughts faded into sleep.
Friday morning Selena woke with Lucy rushing around the dorm for
her 8 o’clock class. She watched her run from her dresser to the
bathroom and back and finally standing at the sink mirror to dry
her hair. As she moved and twisted in front of the mirror all she
could think of was herself moving that way with Joe around. More
than once he came up behind her to press his hard cock against
her, chastising her for the tease. One time she bent over the
sink to let him slide into her. That particular day they were
headed to her Mom’s house for breakfast and instead of sitting at
the table with his cum sloshing inside of her, she turned and
knelt to take him in her mouth.
“Oh God do I miss my honey, and his honey.” She thought.
Just as that memory tingle ran through her the phone rang.
“Good morning my love. I knew you would still be in the dorm.”
She heard Joe’s voice say.
“Oh, you made my morning. Why a call so early?” Selena bubbled.
“We came to the site this morning and started work about 6, but
the fog has thickened so much that we have to break for a few.
The rest of the crew is at the coffee wagon and I was here alone
and looked at the phone and thought of you.”
“I was just thinking of you too. I saw Lucy moving in front of
the mirror, drying her hair, and I thought of the morning you saw
me that way, twisting in my panties and you came up behind me and
took me right there.” Selena said sexily wanting him to be as
flustered as she.
“Essy, how am I supposed to work with a hard-on, you little
tease?” He asked.
“Oh, I’m not done. That day I’m thinking of when you were ready
to shoot I knelt down and took it all in my mouth, tasting your
hot cum. Now you ARE as frustrated as me as I lay here with a
finger in my pussy watching Lucy and thinking of us. She hasn’t
heard a thing over the blow dryer. Ooooo, blow dryer! Is that
Freudian or what?” She continued.
“God, you’re a half a day away and you have me nuts. I just
called to say I love you. I didn’t know you would drive me crazy.
I love you, and I have to run. Keep that pussy warm and I’ll see
you as soon as I can.” He said as Selena heard voices of men as
they came back into the project trailer.
“Goodbye my love.” She said as the line cut out.
She continued to stroke her clit until the blow dryer went off
and Lucy turned to see her.
“Good morning sunshine! I’ve been talking but you haven’t heard
me over the dryer.” Selena said.
“Hi, how was your call with Joe last night. The last thing I
heard before I went to sleep was your phone ringing.” Lucy asked.
“To tell you the truth it was frustrating, him being so far away.
I should get out and take my mind of things.” She told her.
“I have no plans tonight. There’s a band at the Barn tonight if
you want to walk down there and have a few drinks.” Lucy said.
The Barn was in the basement of the Student Union building. Built
on the side of a hill, the basement opened at street level in the
back, making it a handy hang out for those students with no
vehicles. The walls were done in rustic wood, hence the name, The
Barn.
“That sounds good. I know I could use a drink, for sure.”
Selena still had that itch in her pussy and she couldn’t wait for
Lucy to leave and go in the shower to relieve it, although she
was now sure that a good fucking is what she wanted, especially
after Joe mentioned toys last night.
Selena surprised herself when she asked Lucy, “Do you use toys?
You know sex toys for when you’re , ummmm . . . lonely.”
“Wow, your conversation must have been hot last night? Ummm, this
is all off the record, private girlfriend stuff, right?”
“Of course!”
“Yes, I have them and use them from time to time.” Lucy said as
she turned to her dresser.
“I have one that I wear with a girlfriend and a couple I use
alone. I just got a new one on break that I’ve never used. You
can have it if you need it.” Lucy said so embarrassed that she
couldn’t face her friend.
“I can’t believe I asked you that, but Joe mentioned them last
night and I thought that since you were. . . you know, with girls
sometimes and they don’t . . “
“Don’t be embarrassed. I KNOW I’m bi-sexual, and you know I’ve
been with women. The fact that a penis, even if it’s rubber, is
in the equation makes me sure that I’m not a lesbian.” She said
as she bent and opened her bottom drawer and moved a sweater to
reveal her stash of toys.
“Do you wear that thing?” Selena as she pointed to a black
leather-like panty with a 10-inch penis attached to it.
Lucy stamped her foot in embarrassment, looking upward.
“Wow, you do get PERSONAL, huh?”
“Oh God, I’m sorry. I guess I’m naïve.”
“I’m sorry for raising my voice. Maybe talking will help me. Yes,
I wear it sometimes, but I’d rather be getting it.” She said as
she picked it up.
“See, it’s got a thick little worm and ticklers for the wearer
too. Those other two are for me and the blue one is new. If you
need it, take it and never say a thing.” She said as he dropped
the device, replaced the sweater over them and closed the drawer.
“Selena, I feel like your little sideshow right now and I’m very
uncomfortable.” Lucy said, a little peeved, but understanding of
her curiosity.
“I didn’t mean anything by any of my questions. I’m not indicting
you, please. IF anyone should be embarrassed, it’s me for asking.
Your personal life is safe with me.” Selena said as she hugged
her friend and then explained more.
“You see Joe was really my first lover, except for an
experimental affair. I was a little sheltered from all of this. I
missed all that high school giggly girlfriend talk. The
girlfriends I had in school are seniors now and I haven’t seen
them in a few years. Please don’t think that I look at you as a
“sideshow” as you say. The conversation got a little hot last
night and he went somewhere I just don’t know anything about.”
“I kinda figured all of that, but it’s still hard to talk so
frankly about something that I’m a little embarrassed about. I
used to be ashamed, but that hurt my self-esteem and made me seek
it more to get the gratification. You know, all that
psychobabble. But anyway, I’ve learned not to be ashamed. My REAL
friends and loved ones don’t care, and the ones I’m not sure of,
don’t know. IF it becomes my life choice, they will.” Lucy
explained.
“As your friend, let me tell you that I think you are a smart
brave woman who has faced something head on and dealt with it
realistically, without letting it consume you.” Selena said
squeezing her hand.
“Thanks. That morning when you showed me your shock, then anger,
and then compassion, I knew it was time to get help. NOW, I have
to get to class.” Lucy said as she picked up her backpack and
headed for the door.
Selena plopped down on the bed and looked at the drawer where the
toys were, then looked at the clock to see she had just an hour
until her 9 o’clock financial lab. The frankness of Lucy’s words
took the heat out of her loins and she knew it wise to wait to
experiment with the toy, if at all. The stress of school and Joe
being away would make it imperative to relieve herself as she had
been doing. Now she had another option if she wanted it.
By the time the school day finished Selena was worn and tired.
She went to the dorm and dropped her backpack, checked her
messages and flopped on her bed and went out quickly. She got
about 45 minutes of hard sleep when the sounds in the dorm roused
her. She gazed lazily around the room and then saw the bathroom
door shut and realized what had awoken her was the sound of the
shower. Lucy was home.
Moments later she sat up on the bed as Lucy came out of the
shower in her robe.
“Lady, you were out like a light when I came in. I hollered your
name and you didn’t move. I thought I was going to call 911.
Tough day?” She asked.
“Not real tough, just a culmination of the week. Are we still
going out for a drink tonight?” Selena asked as she got up to
gather her things for a shower herself.
“Yeah, but I’m starved too. I was going to walk down and get some
Italian at the corner. Want to come along?”
“If you can wait for me to shower, I would love it.” She said as
she disappeared into the bathroom.
Twenty minutes later the two were off for a short walk from their
dorm to a local Italian eatery. The both ordered pasta
specialties and got a carafe of wine to compliment it. Before
they had finished their salads the carafe was drained and another
on the way. The conversation was light and mostly about school,
professors and grades. After the wine began to loosen their
tongues the talk turned to love interests with Selena telling
Lucy about their long sexy stay in Jamaica. Lucy said she wished
that she could have as stable a relationship as that, but she did
have a classmate, Jeromy she was interested in. They met at a
kegger , both ducks out of water. He had asked her to a couple
movies with dinner over the break and they went to quick lunchs a
few times since, not to mention long talks on the phone, but he
was gone on a 2-week exchange for a language lab he was taking.
Lucy wasn’t sure where it was going. They had kissed and petted a
bit, but nothing serious. Lucy said she was really interested,
but did not want to seem too so.
“Maybe I’ll meet someone at the Barn tonight. When there’s a band
there are a lot of guys who show up on a Friday. Saturday there
are a lot more keggers and less guys.” Lucy said.
“What if you get another type of come-on tonight?’ Selena boldly
asked.
Lucy sighed. “You mean a girl? I don’t know, I’m horny as hell
and if I get propositioned, I’m a little low on willpower. I
won’t leave you in the lurch, I promise. Remember, that I’m not a
troll, but there are a lot of bi chicks out there.” Lucy warned
her.
The alcohol had loosened Lucy’s tongue and she was quite frank
with her friend. Selena may have been a bit more shocked if she
was totally sober, but the wine was working. After the big meal
they decided to walk a bit to work off some of the carbs, as well
as the alcohol. They took a long round-about route back toward
the Student Union building and got to The Barn at 9:30, just as
the band started.
“Oh God!” Selena said, “If any guys try to hit on us, let’s just
tell them we’re a couple!”
“Ummm, that may be good for you, but I won’t meet anyone then.
Just be cool and remember that you’re not here to meet anyone,
you’re just having a good time.” Lucy reminded her.
As soon as they arrived they saw a couple drinking Hurricanes,
telltale by their blue color, and Selena knew what she wanted. As
the band began to get into the crowd and it’s mood, Selena was
loosening up on the Hurricanes. Soon she was up dancing with Lucy
and even accepted invitations from a few guys, ones she
recognized from class. One fellow kept her on the floor for 3
songs, and when the band played a slow song he moved to dance and
she said she was tired and had to sit. He sent over drinks to
their table, but by the time he wanted to join them, 2 other
girls had joined Lucy and Selena. Selena was trying to gauge if
either of these girls were there for Lucy, or her type. Lucy saw
her trying to scope them out and Lucy nudged her under the table
and discreetly shook her head, relieving Selena.
More drinks showed up at the table and Selena was drinking to
catch up not knowing how much she had consumed and the effect it
was having on her. Lucy was feeling no pain when Mallory, a
softball teammate of hers, tapped her on the shoulder to dance.
As Selena laughed and joked with the 2 other girls at the table,
she scanned the floor for Lucy and Mal. She saw them dancing, but
even though it was an Aerosmith rocker, they were standing close
talking, barely dancing.
When they came back to the table Mallory made sure she touched
Lucy’s ass inconspicuously. Two guys came to the table and asked
if they were interested in a midnight frat kegger, and the two
who had joined Selena and Lucy quickly left, tired of the loud
music.
Selena was sure she was drunker than she ever was, but didn’t
feel sick, just very high. Two more drinks came over to the
table, followed by Mallory who sat down.
Selena felt a nudge under the table as Lucy asked, “Selena do
you still want to go to the Ladies room? I’m ready.”
Selena nodded and got up to realize she was not quite perfect on
her feet, but made it to the Ladies room with Lucy.
“Do you drink much?” Lucy asked, “you’re really pounding them
down and I don’t want you to get sick on me.” She said as she
pulled a joint out of her purse.
“Listen, I’m going to take a few hits from this and stop
drinking. I’m going to meet Mallory at her dorm in a bit. I’ll
walk you home to be sure you get there, OK?” Lucy said as she lit
the joint.
“Do you want a hit?”
Selena’s experience with pot was miniscule, but she was curious.
“This isn’t going to make me crazy or anything, is it?’
“No, but I think it will mellow you out if you think you’re
rushing from the alcohol. You don’t feel sick do you?”
“No. Just light on my feet and a little goofy, . . . . and horny
as hell. I probably should get home for Joe’s call.”
“Make SURE you want to let Joe know how much you drank tonight,
and what we did.”
Selena took the joint from her and took a few deep hits, coughing
harshly after the second. “I better not talk to Joe tonight. I’m
really fucked up.”
When they got back to the table Mallory was waiting for them. She
whispered something to Lucy and was off. Selena picked up her
drink and took a couple big swallows and looked at Lucy.
“I’m ready. Bring me home and plant me.” She said to Lucy, adding
“ And don’t try to come onto me, I’m so horny I would fuck
anything hahaha. I may take you up on the offer of one of your
“friends”, if it’s still open.”
Lucy was cruising pretty well, but Selena’s words told her that
she was drunker than she imagined. Her tolerance was pretty good,
she would have thought she would pass-out or be sick, with the
volume of drinks they had for the night, plus the pot hits.
Their walk back to the dorm was interesting at best. Selena had a
hard time staying in a straight line and Lucy kept steering her
correctly. She worried about her on the stairs, but she guided
her well.
Once in the room Selena flopped on the bed. Lucy made sure the
bathroom light was on and the toilet open, just in case.
“SELENA! If you lay down, you will surely fall asleep in your
clothes. Sit up and when you gather your bearings get undressed
and put on your pajamas. DRINK SOME WATER and I have B vitamins
on my dresser. You’re pretty drunk, but I’ll be back in a few
hours to look in on you!” Lucy said squatting down to look Selena
face to face.
Selena sat up and seemed more lucid than Lucy expected.
“I’m drunk, but I’m not deaf or stupid. You do what you like.
I’ll be OK. Don’t ruin your date for me.”
“You’ll do what I said, change, drink water and take one of my
B’s?” she asked.
“I promise. I take it’s a hangover preventer?” she wondered.
“Yes, it always works for me. You’ll be OK?” Lucy checked.
“Have fun,” Selena said as she took her pajamas from under her
pillow and headed for the bathroom.
Lucy felt pretty good about leaving her now and clicked the door
shut just as she heard the toilet flush and the water running.
Selena’s head was reeling as her drunkenness deepened from the
last drink as it took its effect. After stripping off her pants
and peeling off her panties she sat on the toilet and let her
stream fly. She looked confused at her panty, still around one
foot, a big wet spot in the front. Her hairless pussy was leaking
and her fingers went immediately to it. She finished her pee and
ran her fingers over her clit before she realized she hadn’t
wiped herself dry. She went to stand to rinse her urine soaked
hand and her right foot stepped on the panty still around her
left foot and she fell forward to the bathroom floor. She was
hopelessly drunk, never to remember what was going on.
Once she got to her feet she did manage to rinse her hand and
stagger into the main room of the dorm. She remembered the B
vitamins on Lucy’s dresser and went to get them. She got the
bottle and stumbled into the kitchenette and after struggling
with the bottle, got it open and took two of the tablets,
guzzling 2 glasses of water with them. Upon returning to Lucy’s
dresser she remembered the bottom drawer and the treasure it
held. She slid it open and moved the sweater that hid Lucy’s
toys. The one new toy was still in a wrapper and Selena took it,
squeezing the soft gel type penis. The feel gave her a thrill as
she trod into the bathroom to get her pajamas and stagger her
nude little body into bed. She unwrapped the rubber dick and
stroked it. She began crying and wailing out loud how she missed
Joe. She brought the dick to her lips and wet it and put it
between her legs. She rubbed it over her pussy lips a few times
and then began to push it in. As she did so, she began to lose
touch with reality. She would fall back into a stupor, only to
rally a moment later and try to push the dick into herself. She
was a mess.
Meanwhile, Lucy got to Mallory’s dorm and knocked. Mal met her
and let her in. As soon as she slid in Mallory pushed her against
the back of the door and kissed her deeply.
“You should have brought your friend too, I have a special
surprise for you.” Mallory whispered.
“Really? What?” Lucy asked.
“Well it wouldn’t be a surprise then, would it?” Mallory answered
as she took Lucy’s hand and led her to the bedroom.
Mal sat on the bed and patted the spot beside her for Lucy to
sit. Lucy wasn’t used to being treated this way. Usually she was
ravished and led into the affair, not just propositioned. She
began to feel cheap and stood up.
“Mallory, this doesn’t seem very sexy. It seems you want me to
just get undressed so you can play with me. I like to neck and
get felt up and do a little playing myself. You know, nice soft
sex. We have all night.” Lucy said, offended.
“Well, I like that too but, the surprise will be here in a minute
and we should be warmed up.” Mal said.
“Just what is the surprise?” Lucy said worried.
“You know that football guy who comes to all the softball games,
Barry Evans? He’s coming over. I can tell you from personal
experience that he’s got the most suckable cock and he’s got the
hots for you. I know you said HE was a hottie. How would you like
him to fuck your brains out while you eat my pussy? I thought it
was a hot thought.” Mallory explained.
Lucy stood up, pissed off.
“Mallory, how could you make such a decision for me? I’m here to
be with you!”
“You said you WEREN”T a lesbian, even though you fucked that dike
Hilly! Lots of us girls on the team play both ways, but Hilly’s a
dike and I’m beginning to think you are too!” Mallory said
accusing her.
“Don’t get mad Mal, I do go both ways, but I like to have
RELATIONSHIPS with guys, I don’t just hop into bed with them. I
have a guy I’ve been seeing and I don’t want to ruin that either.
Please Mal, I’m just getting over a rape too.” Lucy said as she
broke down and cried.
“Oh God Lucy, I didn’t know. I’m sorry. I thought you would be
happy to have this hot guy here with us for a threesome. I should
have checked with you first. When he comes I’ll tell him to go,
all right? We can be alone.” Mallory said as she hugged Lucy and
petted her hair.
“No, my moods sort of broken now anyway, and I should get back
and help out Selena. She’s drunk as hell and is probably passed
out in the dorm. I shouldn’t have left her, but I was pretty
jazzed up to be with you. We’ll have to make another date
sometime if I ever decide to do this again. I was happy horny
drunk, but I’m getting depressed drunk now and I better help out
Selena.” Lucy said as she made her way to the front door.
“Sunday afternoon I’m here alone all day if you want to stop over
Luce. I want you to tell me about the rape if it was on this
campus. I worry about that, because I take a few too many risks
as well.” Mallory offered, now very conciliatory.
“It was on this campus and I have cut back my risks and that’s
why tonight I can’t play with you guys. There was a time when I
would have. I really have to go. I’ll call you Mal.” Lucy said as
she closed the door.
Lucy found herself staggering a bit herself as she made her way
back to her dorm. “Damn!” she thought, “That Mallory has me
thinking about Sunday afternoon with her already and I’m getting
horny. I guess it’s inevitable I’ll fuck her. Shit I have to get
a serious boyfriend!!” she surmised, mad at herself and her
weakness.
When she opened the door to the dorm she was afraid of what she
might see, but in the light from the bathroom she saw Selena in
bed, which relieved her. But as soon as she came into the room
she saw she was nude with the covers pulled back, her new blue
toy lying in her hand between her legs. She appeared to be
asleep.
“God, she is beautiful!” she thought, knowing she would have to
masturbate herself to get to sleep tonight.
As she went to cover Selena she moved and twisted the blue dildo
near her pussy.
“C’mon Joey, make your Essy happy and fuck me! Fuck me good!”
Selena slurred as she talked to no one, it seemed.
“Get that beautiful cock inside me.” She said as she tried to
push the toy in herself.
Her efforts were moot though, she had no control over her arms
and hands, and then she seemed to nod off again.
Lucy tried once again to cover her but as she moved near the bed
Selena mumbled again.
“Joe! Are you going to fuck me or not! I need you in me now,
please fuck me.”
She was still trying to stab the dildo into herself and Lucy
thought to try and help her. She placed two fingers on the toy
and brought it to her pussy lips, hoping Selena would take over
once it was in. Lucy was getting very turned on over the whole
scene.
Lucy helped her get the head into her pussy and stood back to
watch her, ever the voyeur, but Selena did something unexpected.
She let go of the toy and put her hands behind her head.
“Mmmm, that’s it Joey, Now fuck my pussy, make me cum!” She
demanded in her slurred tongue.
Lucy decided it was best to leave her alone and hope she would
pass out or just fall asleep. She went to her side of the dorm
and began to undress, leaving just her panties on. She went to
her dresser to find the bottom drawer pulled open, her toys all
there, except for the new one Selena had claimed. She took the B
vitamin bottle and took a tablet and went to the sink for water
to try and avoid her own hangover. Through all of this Selena was
still in the background talking to “Joe”, demanding sexual
satisfaction.
When Lucy went back to the drawer to get a toy for her own
pleasure she looked at Selena, in her drunken stupor trying to
push her hips at the blue gel dick just barely in her pussy,
asking Joe to fuck her. She looked down at the leather panty
harness with 10-inch replica cock.
“I may lose a friend and hate myself for doing this, but she has
me so horny, and she wants a fucking. I only hope she won’t
remember this!” she said aloud as he reached in the drawer for
her male apparatus.
She slid down her panties and stepped into the harness and as she
brought it up around her waist she reached in the leather crotch
and fit the thick gel nubbly worm into her self. She adjusted the
rubber ticklers to touch her clit and pulled it up tight on her
waist and cinched it on the side. She walked over to the side of
her roommate’s bed and touched Selena’s leg.
“Joey, I thought you would never finish me. Please take me.”
Selena slurred.
“Open your legs up so I can fuck you good.” Lucy said nervously.
“Your Joey wants you bad.”
Selena brought her hands down from behind her head to her nipples
and began to twist them. “Just get in me.” She demanded.
Lucy was nervous and wanted to make sure all was fine.
“Are you sure you want this cock Selena? Do you want me to fuck
you?” Lucy asked.
“Please!” She answered.
Lucy knelt on the bed, between her legs, and looked at Selena.
Her first instinct was to kiss her, ravish her breasts and eat
her pussy, but she knew that would be pressing her luck, as well
as betraying her.
She spit into her hand and brought it to the head of the dildo
and leaned forward, putting the tip to Selena’s bare pussy
opening. As she pushed in Selena raised her hips and swooned.
“Ooooofffff, God that’s what I wanted! Mmmm, it feels so good in
me.” Selena groaned as Lucy sought to find some rhythm to her
hips with Selenas pushing.
Soon Lucy was pounding away at Selena on the bed, her own clit
and pussy getting a workout as she had already cum once, but was
working on a big one. Selena seemed to have one continuous orgasm
after a few minutes. She groaned, mewled and screeched as her
hands squeezed at her own breasts, almost to the point where it
looked like it hurt. She was puffing heavily out her mouth and
the sight of her friend under her made Lucy cum hard, changing
her long strokes to short staccato stabs as the inside helpers
did their trick with each time she pushed and pulled the cock
within Selena. Finally she could take no more and announced she
was going to cum on Selena’s belly. Lucy’s clit was raw as she
pulled the rubber cock from Selena and bent and let a stream of
drool run from her mouth onto Selena’s belly. She dropped her
hands from her breasts and rubbed the drool into her skin,
thinking it was Joe’s cum. Lucy fell forward onto Selena and held
her friend tightly, kissing her mouth and neck, then sucking at
her breasts. The passion she felt for her friend at that moment
was more than she could take. Selena responded to the kiss, but
then seemed to pass out, or fade away. Lucy knelt back up and
began to get up from the bed, pausing but a second to kiss
Selenas pussy.
She ran to the bathroom and cried thinking she let her passion
betray her friend, a friend she loved. She untied the cinch at
the side of the panty harness and slid the device down, only to
suck and taste Selena’s juices from the gel cock. If Selena would
forget what happened in her drunken stupor, the moment could live
forever with Lucy. If Selena recalled it, she would be sorry for
the betrayal.
Once she composed herself she washed the toy in the sink and
dried it. Then she went back out into the dark room. With the
bathroom light off she saw Selena asleep in the ambient light.
She took the blue toy Selena had started with and laid it beside
her and covered her. She went to the open dresser drawer,
replaced her toy and slipped into a teddy and curled into her own
bed and fell asleep exhausted.
Saturday morning came and went as the ladies slept off their
Friday night drunks.
When Lucy began to become aware she first peeked at the clock and
saw it was 1:45 in the afternoon. The room partition prevented
her from seeing the other bed, but she heard nothing. In an
attempt to wake up and check the climate of her head she drew in
a deep breath and exhaled fully. She stretched fully, waking her
body and the tingle from the night before still remained a bit in
her pussy. She was fully aware of what had happened as she
groaned after the stretch.
“Lucy? Are you awake?” she heard from the other side of the
partition.
Ummm, hmmm, I am. How are you feeling?” she answered.
“Embarrassed for getting so drunk, and for going to sleep without
a stitch on. I don’t even know where my pajamas are.” Selena
answered.
“They’re on the back of the toilet, I saw them there when I came
in.” Lucy told her.
“Can you turn your head a minute so I can dash in there and get
them?” She asked.
“Sure, go ahead.” Lucy said as she heard Selena groan as she
stood up.
She heard a plop on the tile floor as well as a sound of
astonishment from Selena. Lucy figured the blue gel cock fell out
of bed and she had begun to think what happened.
Lucy heard the bathroom door close and she looked back and
reached under her own pillow for a pajama bottom so she could get
up. She drew up her legs and put it on under the covers as the
bathroom door opened and Selena came out and walked slowly to
Lucy’s bed and sat on the edge of it.
“My head throbs a little bit but I guess I’m OK; nothing coffee
won’t fix. You must have put me to bed, huh?” She asked.
“NO! Would I have put you to bed nude? I don’t think so. Remember
I brought you home and I left?” Lucy asked.
“Oh yeah, you gave me a hangover cure. The B vitamins from your
dresser.” Selena said with the thought of the dresser jogging her
memory.
“What else do you remember?” Lucy asked as her eyes searched
Selenas for a sign.
“I remember choking down 2 glasses of water and lying down, and
then it’s really a blur. Well, I do remember one thing, as you
will see. I took you up on the offer of your toy. It’s so
embarrassing.” She said as she turned her head away.
“Don’t be. It’s human nature.” Lucy said sitting up and touching
her arm.
“Apparently I had no trouble using it because it was in the bed
this morning and I feel ummmmm. . . .relieved! God, I dreamt Joe
was here.” Selena admitted.
“Don’t be embarrassed, we sometimes have to vanquish the stress
from our lives, and fortunately sex can do it, even if we’re all
alone.” Lucy said relieved that she appeared not to remember what
really happened.
“Wow, you know one thing I dreamt that was weird?, . . . . you
kissed me!” Selena sat up thinking aloud.
“I’ve kissed you before, you know friendly kisses.” Lucy said,
fishing a bit.
“I didn’t tell you WHERE you kissed me. What a weird thing for me
to remember.” Selena said totally embarrassed and red now.
“Oh my! We aren’t like that. Chalk it up to a drunken thought.”
Lucy said just as embarrassed.
Selena stood up and changed the subject quickly.
“So how was your little ummm, “affair” last night? Did you come
home with a smile on your face?” she asked.
“No, Mallory had arranged a threesome with some guy I said was
cute. I don’t do things like that. She apparently thought I was
looking for something else. Let’s change the subject. We
shouldn’t be talking about each other’s sex lives.” Lucy said
uncomfortable with the situation.
Lucy made coffee and Selena gathered her things for a shower and
went in the bathroom. Once the water began to run Lucy had a
smile across her face. She could take the somewhat fuzzy
experience of fucking her beautiful friend and roommate and use
it for masturbation fodder forever. Just thinking of kiss she put
in her pussy lips made her jump. Even if Selena began to think
something else happened, Lucy had the alibi that Selena was drunk
and admitted in the morning to using the toy and dreaming of Joe.
Lucy was so happy that she had relieved her friends’ loneliness
and stress.
Meanwhile in the shower Selena could not get over how totally
fucked she still felt. “God, I must have really went to town with
that thing.” She thought as she washed her genitals, still
feeling the tingles. The only part that bothered her was the fact
she imagined that Lucy had kissed her pussy. It was such a loving
kiss! The thought of a woman kissing her there disgusted her, but
the fact it was Lucy somehow made it acceptable to think of.
Chapter 23
The fact that Selena had “dreamt” of Joe making love to her
didn’t quell her urge to be with him, talk with him, and make
love to him again and again. Even the morning after tingle
between her legs didn’t take away from the fact she had not seen
him all week.
As she and Lucy sipped coffee in the dorm that Saturday and
talked of the upcoming week of studies and upcoming exams Joe
called for his love.
“Hello Lover”
“Oh, Please tell me you’re coming home this weekend.”
“Wow! Not even a hello?”
“Well, we were just talking about you and how much I missed you
over our coffee.”
“We? Our? Have I been replaced?”
“Never!! I’m with Lucy. She took me out last night and made me
drink in excess and we just got up about a half hour ago.”
“Oh, she MADE you drink, huh? Do we have a little hangover
today?”
“No not really. She fixed me up with her prevent cure; lots of
water and Vitamin B. I guess it worked.”
“That’s a pretty sure one if you can remember to do it. Next time
try adding a couple aspirins too.”
“Well, I’m sure you didn’t call me to talk about hangovers.
What’s up?”
“Listen, this project is getting the best of me, but we have it
under control. I’m bringing all but one crew up here and I’ve put
almost everything else on hold at Johnson Construction. I can
come in over spec and under budget and be on schedule, but I’m
going to be here until I hand it over to the Government Core of
Engineers. If we fall a day or two behind I can make it up. But I
have to deal with penaltys for not making schedule and I could
lose all the profit from this. If we fall a day behind in reality
we’ll lose half the ice cream on the cone. Two days behind I just
break even. Inside the 2 weeks, starting Monday, if I get behind
3 days, I’ll lose the project. I just can’t leave. (sigh)”
Tears started to flow down Selenas cheeks.
“I know you’re working as hard as you can and I know you want to
be here. I want to be real strong for you and not cry, but I
can’t help it. I miss you so much, plus I worry about you. But,
you know what’s best for the company and our future.”
“A lot of this DOES have to do with us, retiring and being
together. If we pull this off it solidifies us as a company with
the government bid process. Nobody wanted this job, but I had the
right guy to do the headwork. When we go to New York we’ll be
able to turn 51% of the company to the employees and start
selling percentages of our share every quarter. With current
contracts and promise of more government bids and first refusal
on maintenance of this one, we should make our 49% liquid with in
3 years. That is our retirement guarantee. We can pull it off
without that, but we have to be insured of being comfortable if
the market goes south.”
“Sounds like you really put the pencil to this in the last couple
days.”
“I haven’t slept much trying to insure that you and I are set to
live our lives together with no work or worries. It all works
out. My lawyers called me with their figures this morning after I
faxed them my proposals on Thursday night.”
“How do you find the time to do all this?”
“I told you I haven’t slept much, but the thought of you and I
being together all day every day for the rest of our lives
excites me. The linchpin of the whole deal is this project. Are
you with me?”
“Of course! I don’t have to like the circumstances, but I like
your reasons.”
“Now, another thing. I know you’re studies are heavy, but do you
think you can be at the house for an Overseas Telex tonight? I’ve
got about 800,000 shares of three different Japanese stocks I’ve
been riding almost 30 days. That’s a long time for me to hold a
penny stock, but their price hadn’t changed by the guidelines I
left our broker. My fellow on the floor over there sees big
movement in a fourth stock I’m holding and we think it’s movement
will effect the other 3 I’m sitting on. He thinks I should hold
the 3 and sell the other, or sell the 3 and hold the fourth. Use
your best judgment. I’ve lifted the portfolios from the baby
sitter broker and he knows you will be handling them. I trust
whatever decision you make. Dollar wise, you can’t lose too big
either way, but I’m sure you will steer it right. Any problem?”
“I can handle that a lot better than being without you. (pout)”
“I know you can. I have to run. When you have questions about the
purchase or sale, call my guy on the floor, he will make the move
for you, anyway. His number is in the big book on my desk.
Phonetically his name is Slim Beepo and that’s how it’s listed.
His name is Chielm Beupour, but it sounds like Slim Beepo and
they all know him that way. You won’t have a problem finding
him.”
“I’ll stay there tonight. Maybe I’ll ask Lucy to stay with me and
we can have a slumber party. I’ll leave popcorn all over the
house with pillow feathers everywhere.”
“You really want a spanking, don’t you? (laughs)”
“I’ll go over your knee, but not for a spanking. (laughs)”
“Before you get me too excited, I better go. I’m half hour late
to the site. I love you with all my heart. I won’t be able to
call until Monday, either before classes or on your lunch if
you’re in your dorm, OK?”
“I love you! If I don’t hear from you in the morning, I’ll come
back here during lunch. I love you, I love you, (kisses into the
phone repeatedly).
Selena looked at Lucy with a brave face, proud that she was left
a big decision and he trusted her savvy to make the right move.
But before she could tell her, her eyes welled with tears.
“Counting today, he won’t be home for 17 days!” She wept. “I know
he’s safe on that site, but I still worry about him. He’s up half
the night trying to figure our retirement plan and the transfer
of the company. Oh shit, I don’t want to bother you with my
troubles.”
“Selena, that’s what friends are for. Come on, let loose. What do
you mean retirement? Tell me what’s bothering you.” Lucy said as
she stood and rubbed her shoulders.
“God Lucy. You know after I fulfill my obligation to Wall Street
Global, Joe and I retire. We should be married by then, but we
won’t ever need to work. We’re pretty much set now, except I’m
not his wife yet. I can run his stock company myself and have
made decisions for him. He wants me to evaluate almost a million
shares of stock tonight. That’s why I have to go over there. But,
we have it all planned out. People talk about the age difference
between us; we’ll end up with more free time together than most
couples ever get in a lifetime. But I would trade a lot of that
for the 17 days I’m going to lose now.” Selena blubbered.
“Selena, you are so lucky to have found a guy like that, crying
over him being away is foolish. You know he loves you and you
him. I’ll go over with you tonight if it will make you feel
better.” Lucy said.
“I hoped you would. We can study all night around my work on the
phone for the company. We can order in and drink some wine after
we’re done. Joe’s got a nice wine cellar.” Selena said,
brightening.
“The change of scenery would do me some good. Studying here can
be a drag at time, the same old four walls.” Lucy opined as she
finished her coffee.
“Let’s pack up what we’ll need for the night and go. Just being
there will make me feel better.” Selena said bouncing up herself
with a renewed attitude.
The two girls busied themselves putting together things for the
night away, although Selena already had everything she needed at
Joe’s. But, as she packed her lounge clothes, she tossed in the
blue sex toy she got from Lucy the night before. Lucy packed all
of her toys as well, thinking she would go straight from there to
Mallory’s for her “date” on Sunday. Lucy filled her team duffle
with things she would need, Selena just a leather shopping carry
bag Joe had given her.
By mid afternoon Selena was showing Lucy around her future home
and its amenities.
“Here, you set up to study in the living room, you’ll be able to
sit in the sun. I’ll set up in Joe’s office and I’ll be close to
the Telex and handle that when it comes in. It’s 3:30 now; let’s
say we study until 6:00 or so. My Telex should be through by then
and if I have to conduct any business on the phone I can wrap
that up quickly.” Selena said as she opened the wide curtain in
the great room.
Lucy immediately reclined on the sofa with a book and languished
in the sunshine, saying it was perfect.
Selena sank back into Joe’s leather chair and began recording
notes into a small recorder. Later she would review her own
voiced notes to commit them to memory. Usually once she spoke
them into the recorder, or wrote them on legal pads she was sure
of herself. Speaking them, then hearing them in between classes
always stuck well with her.
Late in the afternoon the Telex buzzed, the fax machine whirred
and the phone lines overseas got hot. Selena was in her glory
conducting the business of trading for Joe. She was like Joe in
so many ways, making decisions in snap like rapidity with
slam-dunk assuredness. She had doubts about lots of things in
life, but when figures and stocks were involved her memory and
tracking were near faultless. She knew trends and how Joe looked
at them as well.
When she finished her buy and sale the floor trader she dealt
with on the phone seemed to walk away from the action at the
market for a moment. Though his language seemed broken as he
relayed trades on the floor, he spoke perfect English as he took
a moment to congratulate Selena.
“I must tell you that Mr. Johnson told me you were wise to his
ways of business, as well as smart in your own right. Although he
told me you never actually dealt before, you would never know it
by the way you handled it. I had warned him that when the window
opened on this deal it would be short and decisions must come
swiftly. You were everything he said you would be, and I can tell
you if I were consigned the same duty for him; I would have done
the same. I’ve only met Joe face to face once, but we have spent
many hours on the phone together so I do know how he does
business, and he has done a good piece of business in enlisting
you.” The man she knew as Slim Beepo said.
“Your flattery is appreciated, umm . . . Mr. Beepo.” Selena said
as she flushed in a bit of pride and embarrassment.
“If you were to come to market here to watch how we work I would
show you how to properly say my name, how to move your mouth to
get the right inflections.” He said a low sexy tone.
“Well, Mr. Slim Beepo, I do believe you are flirting with me!”
she joked to him.
“I may well be, you would have to be here to find out the truth.”
He countered.
“Mr. Johnson DID tell you that he and I were engaged to be
married, didn’t he?”
She asked.
The line went quiet for a moment, and then he spoke.
“Ummm, ah, NO. Well, he did tell me that he had met a beautiful
young woman who had stolen his heart, but I had no idea she would
be the same woman I would be dealing with over the phone. I am so
sorry. Please accept my . . . . . “ He stammered before she
stopped him.
“Hahaha Sir, no disrespect was taken, and he should have told you
the whole story. After not seeing him for the last few days, I
needed the flirtatious words to boost my ego anyway. You are a
gentleman, for sure.” Selena said to ease his discomfort.
“The action is building here, now that they have swallowed the
deal you made and are reacting, I must be off now. Thank you for
everything Miss Selena Hanson and I look forward to speaking to
you again in the future.” He said before clicking the line dead.
Selena sunk back into Joe’s leather chair and besides the swell
of pride she felt, there was also a tingle deep within her sexual
being. The thought that Joe had told this man he had found a
woman who stole his heart, plus the fact he had flirted with her
made it all too real that she missed Joe. If she had been sober
and awake last night, she might still feel the relief from the
workout she had given herself (or so she thought).
She looked at the clock and it was 6:30. She had nearly
forgotten that Lucy was there with her and she pushed away the
chair to check on her. She was, true to her word, deep in review
of her Chemistry. She was lying back on the sofa, a wire bound
steno pad opened over her knee for her penciled notes.
“How are you doing?” Selena asked brightly.
“Good, except for the kink in my neck and back. I think I’ve been
in this position for a couple hours.” Lucy said as she slowly sat
up and put her hands to the small of her back as she stretched.
Selena walked to the front of the sofa and put her hands on
Lucy’s shoulders giving them a hard rub as she dug her thumbs
into the void on either side of the top of her spine. The jolting
squeeze of her thumbs made Lucy’s back arch and straighten.
“Oh God! That feels good! Those hands have done that before. Wow,
you really made me feel good. I’ll bet you learned that from
Joe.” Lucy groaned, enjoying the feel of her hands.
“A good guess! Yes, he has a stiff back from working at a desk a
long time and he showed me how to loosen him.” She said, adding,
“Plus the touching is always a nice prelude to some sex play.
Ummmm, errrr, aaaaa, not that I . . . umm”
“Oh for God’s sake Selena, don’t be so fucking homophobic. Just
because you touched me doesn’t make me want to have sex with you.
Let me tell you something you may not realize. You know those
toys in my drawer? Well, the girls I sleep with are the same
thing. Toys I use to get off with, and they feel the same way.
None of us are “girlfriends” in that sense. The only woman who
really wanted me as a girlfriend was Hilly, the woman you met in
the middle of the night a few months back. I didn’t know it then,
but she is a lesbian and wanted me for a mate. I told you before
that I’m a pretty sexed up creature and I don’t sleep around for
fear of disease and heartbreak. I’m not the only girl who feels
that way. A little harmless night feeling the warmth and softness
of another woman, a woman who KNOWS what feels good is all any of
us want. Our sex isn’t risky and it’s very fulfilling. Seeing
that shrink only validated what I’m doing and made me know, in my
mind, that it’s just a substitute for what I really want, a man.
Beyond the passion of the evening, I have no emotional
attachments.” Lucy told Selena, laying it on the line.
Selena took her hands from Lucy quickly.
“You really use each other that way, and have no feelings either
way in the morning?”
“No, we go in knowing what we want. A real lesbian in high
school, a teacher, no less, first seduced me. I was so ridden
with guilt that I went out and screwed a half dozen guys to prove
I wasn’t like her. While all these guys had a great time, I was
never as satisfied as she had left me. Somewhere in between high
school and college I began to learn the signs that made me think
a woman might want me. When I got on the softball team I quickly
found out that of the 19 of us, more than 10 were bi-sexual. But,
if the right guy came along and fulfilled me, I would never stray
again. So now I’ve told you about my sex life, you tell me about
yours, and I have the first question. I overheard you with Joe on
the phone talking about a spanking. You aren’t into that are
you?” Lucy asked.
Selena broke out into a high-pitched laugh, doubling over.
“No no no! When ever I, as Joe says, act less than my age, he
threatens me with a spanking as you might do with a juvenile. He
would never strike me, and I would never stand for or allow it.
It’s just cute talk.”
“You don’t like your butt cracked when you’re, ya know, doing it
with it in the air.” Lucy asked with a wry smile.
Selena’s face denied her as she flushed at the suggestion.
“So, you DO like to a butt slap from behind. I think all women
do. It’s kind of like a spanking for doing something that they
always were taught was wrong. I had one boyfriend that really
slapped it hard and I hated to tell him how much I liked it. So
what else do you like? You’ve never wondered about a woman
before?” Lucy asked.
Selena was definitely uncomfortable, but Lucy had been so open
about her sex life that she felt she wanted to open a bit
herself. She knew there was a part of growing up she missed while
being pushed along in her studies. One part was the giggly girl
talk of close friends.
“I had a friend I met recently tell me about her affair with a
woman. She told me how tender it was and the feelings it brought
out. Shortly after that she hugged and kissed me. I have to admit
that I kissed her back. But I tell myself that I was just
comforting her.” Selena said in a low voice as if others could
hear her.
“So you at least understand my feelings and outlook on it. I’m
not trying to fall in love with any woman, nor do I think I
could. It’s just the contentment that you get. Like when you make
love with Joe? I want that too, without the frills of a
relationship. Masturbation is the great stress reliever, but
sometimes you need a little more.” Lucy expounded.
“Ummm, this is fun; talking open and freely about naughty things.
You know I haven’t had a close girlfriend since my Barbie and
TigerBeat days. I went from 13 to 20 almost overnight and now
that my body is 20 I guess I need to catch up. Let’s order some
take out and open a bottle of wine.” Selena said happily.
“We can get into our jammies, make popcorn and have a pillow
fight!” Lucy laughed.
“Ha! That’s when Joe told me I would go over his knee. I told him
we would leave popcorn and pillow feathers all over.” Selena said
as they both laughed heartily.
Selena told Lucy the whole story of how she and Joe came together
as they sipped wine and waited for the pizza to arrive. Lucy
admitted that she was sexually active a lot earlier than her
friend and had tried near everything. Since she had gotten to
college though, she had tried to be truer to herself and not so
“slutty”. The two times she slept with guys without a serious
relationship, it had blown up in her face, one resulting in the
oral rape in her dorm.
“I was a little experienced when I met Joe, but in a lot of ways
I was still a virgin. I had slept with my study aide, who showed
me how to have a good time. More than anything I was rebelling.
To have my Dad think I was studying while I was under the covers
with some guy, that was half the thrill. But actually, I never
really got off with him.” Selena admitted.
“I bet you went crazy went you got home though, huh?” Lucy asked,
excited.
“Uhhh, Yeah, I did!” Selena said, embarrassed
“Oh God Selena! Don’t be embarrassed! We all jerk off! Do you
mean to say that you’ve never done it in front of anyone besides
your lover?” Lucy asked.
“Well, No! I don’t have affairs with other women!”
“I’M NOT TALKING ABOUT LOVERS I’VE TAKEN. I MEAN GIRLFRIENDS,
FRIENDS THAT ARE GIRLS! Haven’t you ever had a sexy slumber
party; comparing notes with a girlfriend or two, or a few of you
getting sexy watching a porno movie you took from your father’s
drawer or something? JE-SUS Selena. Two girls with no clothes on
in a room doesn’t mean they’re lesbians. What do you do in a
locker room? How much of puberty and growing up did you miss?”
Lucy defended.
“Apparently ALL of it. YOU’RE the one who told me she liked
girls, so I guess I assumed a lot!”
“Selena, I told you I was attracted to girls, but for one reason,
sex! I don’t want to fall in love with a woman. Girls I have
affairs with serve one purpose; to get each other off in a tender
way rather than pounding your pudding underneath the sheets
alone. We don’t worry about getting pregnant, getting diseases or
whether the phone will ring tomorrow. It’s sex for convenience. A
lesbian took advantage of me and I know what that’s all about. I
was a petrified 16 year old with a grown woman, one of my
teachers, with her head between my legs telling me how much she
loved me. Then after all of that I screwed a bunch of guys to
prove I didn’t like what she did. But, do you know what? Even
letting them do as they please to me wasn’t any better than that
old dyke using me. At least she hugged me and kissed me
afterwards!” Lucy spit out as she started to bawl in earnest.
“I’ve only had one guy who loved me and treated me tenderly. I
know how happy you are; I’ve been there. Unfortunately he went to
college and met someone else.”
Lucy was crying but she kept a brave face up.
“I’m not a lesbian and don’t treat me like I have a curse on me.
Do you know how many other girls on this campus do what I do? I
have no problem finding sex. I thought we were going to have fun
tonight, but you seem to want to treat me differently. Please
don’t. I was hoping we could have a few drinks, a few laughs and
maybe even get a little sexy together, and I don’t mean have sex
with each other!”
Selena felt ashamed and bad that she had hurt her friends’
feelings, but her intentions confused her.
“I don’t know about the sexy part, I’m pretty private.” Selena
said.
“That’s part of the sexy part. Doing something, talking about
something naughty behind closed doors with someone you can trust.
Asking and answering the questions you can’t ask anyone else.”
Lucy said as she got up and spilled the rest of her wine down the
drain.
“I’m just going to go Selena. If we’re going to stay friends we
better keep some things private. You’ve been there for me in so
many ways, I can’t hold it against you that you don’t want to
open up.” Lucy said as he began to pack her books in her
backpack.
“Can you bring me back to the dorm, or should I get the bus?”
“I’ll bring you home if you really want to leave, but I’d like
you to stay.” Selena said sheepishly. “Don’t think I have a stick
up my ass about sex, or talking about it with you. I’ve never had
a girlfriend I could really confide in. When we were in Jamaica I
even gave out advice and talked about sex with a girl I met there
who was having boyfriend problems.”
“I think it’s best that I go. It’s early and I’ll have the dorm
to myself tonight.”
“Please don’t go. I may not be as much fun as one of your other
friends, but we can a good time.”
“Selena! I’m not looking for THAT kind of fun with you. You have
the wrong idea. I thought we could just be girlfriends sharing a
special night. Just put down this thought I’m some sort of
predator. Remember, it was you who woke up naked with one of my
toys this morning. If anyone should be wary, it should be me.”
Lucy said as the doorbell rang and she looked to the door and
back to her friend.
“Look Lucy,” Selena began apologetically, “our dinner is here and
I’ve been an asshole about this whole thing. Can we hug and
rewind to the middle of our glass of wine?”
“OK. I know we are friends and have always gotten along; I just
don’t want you to treat me any differently than before. This
should be a great night for us to bond together.” Lucy said
putting her books down and pouring another glass of wine while
Selena got the door.
The deliveryman waited while Selena fumbled to get the right
change and Lucy searched her purse as well. They gave him exact
change and then tucked 4 ones into his hand and thanked him for
waiting.
As soon as the door closed Selena looked at Lucy and giggled.
Lucy giggled back saying, “If he wants to deliver something
besides pizza I know a door he could knock on! He was a doll!”
“A doll with a lump in his pants and a hairy chest!” Selena
added.
“In my slutty days, that was the kind of guy who would get a
first date blowjob! All that hair, I could just rub my body all
over him!” Lucy said as she bit her knuckle.
“I was never into oral before Joe, but that guy would have me
thinking, now that I know what it’s all about.” Selena added.
“Really? That was the first sex I had with a guy. He went down on
me and then showed me how. I always thought it would be awful and
only the worst girls did it, but it seemed pretty natural when it
happened, especially after how he made me feel with his mouth.”
Lucy said, a little embarrassed, wanting to test the waters of
conversation.
“It seemed repulsive to me, but like you say, when it’s presented
right, it’s natural. I could never do it to someone I didn’t
really adore though.” Selena said as she filled their plates with
slices.
“Well, its kind of part of the whole sex act now, it seems. I’ve
never slept with a guy I didn’t taste. But a guy would have to be
pretty special to have sucking without fucking.” Lucy added,
digging into her dinner.
“Do you swallow it?” Selena asked as Lucy near choked at the
question.
“WOW! Little Miss Privacy has got the BIG questions. I guess
you’re in!”
Lucy said, a little astonished.
Selena smiled and took a bite of her pizza.
“Yeah, I guess I’m in.” She answered embarrassed, but with a
certain boldness undoubtedly helped by the wine.
“I do for someone I love, and that’s only been one guy. Well, I
really don’t swallow; I take it in my mouth and suck on him till
he’s done. Then I spit. I did swallow once by mistake, and then
when I was raped. THAT was especially awful.” Lucy admitted.
“Why didn’t you report it?”
“I met the guy at a kegger and took him home to fuck. It was
Horny Lucy trying her luck at a zipless fuck. Any judge or jury
would say I got what I deserved. I paid for my crime of being a
slut. I knew when I was doing it that I was sliding back to my
old ways, but I was horny and wanted a fix.” Lucy said boldly.
“But how does HE pay?”
“He’s on the PolyTech campus a lot to see his girlfriend. Someday
when I see them together I’ll tell her what happened. I know
things about him only a lover would know.” Lucy said smugly.
“Now getting back to the subject, do YOU swallow it?” Lucy asked.
“So you really don’t swallow it, why not? Why do you spit it
out?” Selena countered.
“Your honor, the witness is avoiding the question.” She laughed.
“My man told me he enjoyed my mouth right after he came, sucking
and licking. I do that for him, but the texture is bad for me, as
well as the taste. I don’t like it. Now YOU!”
Selena smiled and took a bit of her pizza, chewed and swallowed.
“I don’t lose a drop. It tastes like my lover and I love him. If
he knows we are going to be love nesting, he makes sure he eats
pineapple that morning, and that makes his cum especially yummy
by night. He eats me belly button to hiney and makes me crazy
with multiple orgasms. I would finish him however it pleased him
even if I didn’t like it.”
“Don’t you hate that they won’t kiss you afterwards, though? Oral
sex usually means the last kiss of the night.” Lucy bemoaned.
“Joe doesn’t mind tasting himself on my tongue or lips, we neck
like teenagers afterwards. Your lips are especially full after a
good sucking from the blood rushing to them. It makes awesome
kissing. He doesn’t know what he’s missing. Tell him you wouldn’t
taste anything he wouldn’t.” Selena said casually, getting into
the frank conversation as the alcohol loosened her up.
“Wow, it sounds like you guys are really into it. Do you have a
lot of sex? God, I pound off at least once a day it seems, and
even then I try to have a partner every week, if I can. Being on
the softball team it’s easy, but I wish my relationship with
Jeromy would flourish. He hasn’t called since he left on the
exchange program, I have a feeling he may not be as excited about
me as I am he.”
“Give him time Lucy, and remember he may hear rumors about your
other affairs. Everyone thinks the softball team is all lesbians
and he may be wary.” Selena pointed out.
“Yeah, I know that and of the 19 of us, I think all of us have
had girl-girl affairs, at least according to Mallory. I’ve only
been with 8 or 9. Just Hilly is a full-fledged lesbian. I think I
told you she wanted me for a girlfriend, and I stay away from her
now.” Lucy said as she began to fill up with tears. “God-dammit,
I just want a little love, just to feel something besides my
fingers. I would stop if I had a guy; I think all of us would.
How do you keep a GPA of 3.5 and devote time to a relationship
while practicing 3 times a week and 2 games a week?” She said
through a hard bawl. Her once strong outer shell about her
bi-sexuality was breaking.
Selena put down her pizza and got up to hug her from the back of
her chair.
“Come on Luce, you’re stronger than this. You have to buck up a
bit to get through this and not worry what others think. Keep
your affairs discreet and everything is rumor. Maybe when Jeromy
gets home I bet he’ll come to the games once you guys start up. I
can’t wait to meet him. If people see you with him it will squash
the rumors. If Jeromy doesn’t work out, there’ll be other guys.
You’re pretty and have a nice athletic body. Lots of guys would
be interested in you. Hey, MY roomy is hot!” Selena said as she
hugged her head next to Lucy’s and kissed her cheek, and then
hugged her head again.
“Now calm down and let’s eat and finish the wine. We’ll watch a
movie on HBO or Cinemax and compare more notes. Tonight will be
all us.” Selena comforted her getting into the idea that Lucy
originally had.
“Thanks for letting me vent a little. It’s so fucking
frustrating. I’m not really ashamed of my affairs, but there are
people I DON’T want to know about them. It’s the hiding from them
that just screws everything in my head. I know you have a hard
time with my situation, but please TRY to understand.” She said
as she dried her tears.
Lucy calmed down and the both finished the pizza and drained the
wine bottle. Selena went to the cellar and got a second of the
same vintage and popped the cork. They scoured the channels for a
good movie and ended up with the Playboy Channel. The stories
were hot and sexy, though not altogether interesting. They did
give both girls ideas for conversation as their interest waned. A
woman was on talking about anti-bump cream for women who shave
their vaginas.
“How come you shaved it, you know your ahh………….muffin?” Lucy
asked.
“It just feels sexier. I always had it trimmed down close, after
I saw some of the girls in the gym showers. I guess it made me
feel older and sexier. Then I let it grow back and I really hated
it. I thought it made me smell more. So I trimmed back and left a
patch. After I met Joe I just decided to just do it. It’s really
sexy and he loves it that way.”
“I’d love to shave mine, but I’m a little wary. Would it be kinky
for me to ask you to help, at least coach?” Lucy asked,
scrunching up her nose.
“Ummmmmmmmmmmm, it would be a little weird, but I guess so. The
first time it’s hard to do alone. It took me forever. Why don’t
you go in the bathroom? I assume you have some shave cream in
your stuff.”
Selena asked cautiously.
“Yes, I have some feminine shave cream for bikini lines. Will
that do?”
“It’s fine, I use it to stay close. God, this is crazy. Here, do
this.” She said as she got into the idea of helping her. “Go in
and use the scissors in the medicine cabinet and trim off any
heavy stuff. Then run hot water on a washcloth, wring it out and
hold it on yourself. After a minute or so, put the shave cream on
and straddle the bidet, have your razor ready and call me. I’ll
come in and hold the mirror and guide you a bit. This will be the
weirdest thing I ever do.” Selena said shaking her head at
herself.
Lucy got up and went to her bag and brought it into the bath. She
had never used a bidet before and she called her friend to show
her how to use it, quickly learning how easy it would make this
task.
Selena sat nervously watching the TV waiting for her friend to
call her. She had never really seen a woman up close nude, beside
herself. She was, however, determined to make her friend feel
close and loved.
While her mind raced she heard Lucy call her in. With trepidation
she went into the bath. There, straddled on the bidet in just a
bra and knee-highs was Lucy, razor in hand. Selena grabbed the
hand mirror and true to her word she held the mirror and showed
Lucy the nooks and crannies of her vagina, where to pull to get
what parts clean and so on. When she thought she was done Selena
turned on the valve and watched her rinse. Selena had her move up
and rinse her bottom.
“Bend over a bit, you really ought to get that fine patch from
there too. You won’t need shave cream for that fine hair”
“I can’t reach that.”
“You can if I hold the mirror and hold you open, because I’M not
going to do it.”
Selena placed her hand on Lucy’s butt half and held her open with
the mirror in the awkward position as Lucy swiped the blade
between her butt cheeks and down to her taint.
“There! You’re all smooth and kissable back there too!” Selena
said as she stood back and adjusted the flow as Lucy rinsed in
the bidet.
Selena went to the bathroom closet and returned with another
facecloth and a bottle.
“Here get this as hot as you can and wring it and hold it on
yourself again. It will open your pores, or is it close them?
But, either way then take a little of this lotion and rub it all
over where you shaved. It might sting a little, but only for a
second. Try not to get any inside. It’s water based and has a
touch of alcohol in it. It’ll prevent follicle bumps.” She said
as she handed her the bottle and went back to the living room to
wait for her.
A few minutes later Lucy came out of the bath wearing her pajamas
and a big smile.
“Wow, it feels weird down there, but sexy. After that lotion, it
centers all your feelings to your crotch.” Lucy said holding her
hand on herself.
Selena laughed. “Hee hee, once the alcohol evaporates that will
go away. All your underwear will feel funny now with no bush to
keep them away from YOU. Now, don’t ever accuse me of being a
homophobe after doing that.”
“I won’t, and thanks.” Lucy said as she kissed her friend on the
cheek.
“Can I ask you about something you said in there? You said my
butt was all . . umm . . kissable. What did you mean?” Lucy
asked.
“Well I didn’t mean for ME, . . . . for your lover. You mean
you’ve never been kissed there, by anyone?”
“No, I can’t say I have, but now I assume you have. That’s a
little out there, isn’t it?”
“You mean kinky? I like to be licked everywhere. When you use a
bidet all the time, you’re always clean and your lover can have
an open mind. Wow, I thought you were experienced.”
“I guess I’ve never been THAT intimate, especially there. It’s
sexy?”
“I’ll say! But that’s getting pretty personal to talk about,
despite what I just helped you with and the other things we’ve
talked about.”
“I guess I’m sort of surprised that you and Joe have it so
together sexually. I really envy you. Lots of guys don’t seem to
have the patience to be with someone inexperienced.” Lucy said
honestly.
“It’s just letting your lover know what feels good and feels
comfortable.
Now, I feel strange asking this, but what does a woman do for
you to make you happy?” Selena asked, “Is there anything a man
can’t do?”
“Ummm, putting it into words is hard. A woman is tender where a
man isn’t always. Girls are soft and warm when you need that umm
. . . . lovin’ feeling. It’s like, I KNOW what feels good to you,
and you to me. While a big hairy hunk with a hard cock, like the
delivery guy before, can make animal all over you and pound you
until you can’t breathe, a tender soft woman can get the same
result with tenderness. Not that a man can’t be tender too, it’s
just a lot of them aren’t.
When you’re frustrated and stressed, lying with a woman, your
breasts pressed against hers and joined at the lips and your legs
conjoined so your pussys are touching and rubbing each other is
like . . . . heaven. I prefer a man, or I should say a man that I
really care for, and playing with myself every night gets old and
makes me feel more guilty than anything.” Lucy explained
nervously.
“What about oral? Isn’t it weird with another woman?”
“I don’t really get into that a lot with them. I guess I draw the
line there. If I’ve been treated nicely I’ll just do . . . Oh
this is soooo embarrassing! Ummmmm, errrr, . . . . . I’ll lick
their clit! You know, . . . flutter my tongue on them, but I
can’t do any more than that. I can’t do what a guy does, you know
all over it.” Lucy stammered out.
“Take it easy Luce. Don’t get all excited. Like you told me
earlier, we are friends and we can share stuff and, ummmm, . . I
have one more question?” Selena said to prepare Lucy.
“Oh Godddd. WHAT?”
“That panty harness thing with the penis on it, have you ever
used that?”
Lucy froze a bit, thinking that maybe Selena’s drunken memory had
come full circle now, but kept her nervous poker face.
“Well, not in a while. The last time it was used, it was used on
me by another girl who umm, you know, umm . . . didn’t like to
eat pussy either. But I have used it. If your partner is very wet
it makes it really good for the wearer, it keeps the inside parts
in contact with you, rather than pulling away if there’s a lot of
friction.” (she paused) “Boy you gotta answer some hard questions
for me now. I’m spilling all my beans for you.”
“OK, OK, just one more. Have you ever looked at me as a potential
lover, or thought to yourself that I was hot and you wanted to be
with me?” Selena asked with a grin.
“I told you I wasn’t a predator, and I’m not. If you asked me to
make love to you I would as long as you would return the favor. I
love you as a friend, but otherwise you would be one of the toys
in my drawer. The fact that you’re a beautiful woman certainly
would enhance my satisfaction because I do like to look at and
touch beautiful bodies, male or female. But if you think I look
at you and salivate, you’re wrong.” Lucy said matter of factly.
“Thanks for being so honest, Luce. I didn’t really think so, but
I have asked myself the question. I guess I can trust you to
sleep in the same bed with me tonight. I have clothes I’ve folded
and not put away all over the guest room bed, the third bedroom
bed is stripped and our bed is a king size.” Selena said masking
her relief.
“Well, there is ONE problem with sleeping in the same bed or room
with you tonight.” Lucy began, “it’s that I REALLY have to take
care of myself tonight, after all this talk, seeing the sexy TV
show, shaving and everything. Sorry to be so blunt, but I’ll
never get to sleep without relief.”
“So, what are you telling me? You want me to leave you alone for
a while?” She asked with a wry grin.
Lucy put a look of shame on her face and looked away from
Selena’s eyes.
“Don’t laugh at me or throw me out but, I was hoping you would
watch me, and I could watch you. I figure you need the same. This
would be our bonding as friends. I . . . . .”
The living room got very quiet as Lucy’s words faded and she
searched for reaction. Selena hadn’t jumped up and thrown her out
the door, neither had she gasped and held her hand to her mouth.
“I don’t know Luce. It sounds real lezzie, but it might be fun, I
guess. What if Joe ever found out?”
“Who’s going to tell him? Besides it’s just you and I, doing
something between us that we can recall forever, our special
moment. You’re not cheating on him and he’s encouraged you to
make yourself happy. Come on, you have to have a little voyeur in
you. Seeing each others most intimate moment will be hot and make
it even hotter.” Lucy said to her reaching out to hold her hand.
“If I begin to feel weird, can we just stop? No questions?”
“Of course!”
“I’m still not convinced. This is one of those things that if you
told me 2 hours ago I would be doing I would have said you were
crazy. It’s something that I usually do in the dark. Although the
other morn . . . . Ummmm never mind.”
“What?” Lucy asked. “The other morning what?”
Selena turned red and looked away.
“Fess up Selena. I told you lots of my secrets tonight.” Lucy
whined.
“Friday morning I saw you in your bra and panties drying your
hair in front of the mirror, twisting and moving and I thought of
a time when Joe watched me move the same way and came up behind
me and did me right there. As I thought of it, the phone rang and
it was Joe. You never heard the ring because of the dryer. I told
him you were sashaying your ass doing your hair and it reminded
me of that time. I diddled myself then with the phone in my other
hand while watching you move, thinking of Joe. He had to hang up
just as I came, and you turned off the dryer and spun around,
almost catching me.” Selena said in a low voice, almost ashamed
to admit it.
“Don’t be ashamed! You had a spontaneous moment and it was as
beautiful as the original one you thought about. Joe was making
love to you and you didn’t even know it. When I was in love with
Jason he loved to do it spontaneous like that, even though I
always hated having it drip out of me all day after I already
showered.” Lucy said with nostalgic tone.
“I never have that problem.” Selena said with a little giggle as
she sucked on her middle finger.
“YOU are the devil, and you think I’M naughty. I’ll never figure
you out!”
“I’m just getting more and more bold as I drink more wine.”
Selena added.
“You never thought you might masturbate in front of me? Or so
you said. What if I told you that you might help me shave my
pubes off a couple hours ago?” Lucy asked.
“You certainly are right there. Chances of that would have been
nil. The wine helped, but once you started and I got used to
seeing your bare ass and all, it was easy.” Selena laughed.
“It’s only fair, I saw you bare assed last night.” Lucy said,
slipping.
“Last night? When?” Selena asked.
Lucy had to scramble fast to not wake any of her drunken memory.
“You were all uncovered when I came in last night, and passed out
asleep. I covered you.”
“You DID kiss my pussy last night!”
“NO, I DID NOT! Your toy fell out as I covered you and you
mumbled something about a kiss.” Lucy thought to say quickly. “I
didn’t want to tell you to save you embarrassment.”
Selena stared off and thought she remembered it now. “OK, so
THAT’S what happened.”
Selena got up and went to the refrigerator and came back with a
nightcap wine.
“Here, this is a nice Boysenberry Port that will top off the
evening well. It’s sweeter than most Ports, but it’s got an
awesome finish. I’ll be right back. I’m going to put on my
pajamas as well.”
“I’m not wearing these to bed, you know. I have a little night
shirt I usually wear.” Lucy yelled out as she disappeared into
the bedroom.
Two minutes later Selena reappeared in silk pajamas.
“I don’t usually wear these to bed either, but they sure do feel
sexy after wearing clothes all day.” Selena said. “I wear a
t-shirt too.”
As they sipped the Port a semi soft porn soap opera that came on
the Playboy channel. They began to watch it, giving commentary to
the scenes for a bit, until Lucy could wait no longer for bed.
“Selena, its 11:30 and we kept hangover hours last night, I’m
getting tired. I want to grab one of my toys and wear my pussy
out. Sorry for being so blunt, but I am SOAKED. If you still want
to do this together, watching each other, it’s now or never.”
Lucy said as she got up and walked their wine glasses to the
kitchen.
Selena was a little frozen to the sofa, not sure if she still
wanted to go through with this. She too was pretty wet and
longing to make herself get off. She looked forward to doing
herself with her new toy, and this time sober. She just wasn’t
sure about sharing the private moment.
Lucy walked back from the kitchen and took Selena’s hand.
“Come here and watch me try out my new pussy you helped me
style.”
Letting Lucy take the upper hand she got up and went into the
bedroom with her.
“Can you get us a couple bath towels so we keep the sheets clean?
I get pretty juicy.” Lucy asked.
“I’ll wash them tomorrow anyway, but not a bad idea. I can squirt
sometimes.” Selena said regretting she let that slip out.
“Really? I’ve heard about that and wondered if it were real or a
myth.”
“Oh, it’s real. I just don’t know if I can do it without Joe.”
The loose-lipped Selena said wishing she hadn’t had the nightcap.
She went into the bath off the bedroom and got two fluffy white
towels and handed Lucy one.
“What does he do to hit the spot?” Lucy asked wide-eyed to the
now cautious Selena.
Selena remained silent and sat on the edge of the bed as Lucy
spread the towel over the spot where Joe normally lay. She
thought about the sheer and total pleasure of her squirts making
her even more wanting of release. She didn’t want to answer Lucy,
but the wine and her urge for release were taking over.
“It’s usually with a finger deep behind my clit and his tongue,
or sometimes . . . . . . .GOD I wish he were here!” She blurted
out.
“ . . .or sometimes when?” Lucy asked her to finish.
“Ohhhhh DAMN! Sometimes we do it in the other . . . my hiney.
God, now I know you think I’m awful!”
Lucy crawled over on all fours to Selena sitting on the edge of
the bed and hugged her from behind.
“Awful? Definitely not! Amazed that you two have such a full sex
life, for sure! I’ve never tried anything back there but have
heard good and bad things about it”
“Have a tender patient lover who you can trust, is all the more I
want to say. Well, let me add this. It was MY idea not his. I
don’t want you thinking he’s taking advantage of me.”
Lucy crawled back to Joe’s side of the bed and stood the pillow
up against the board, sitting on the towel. Selena spread her
towel in the other corner of the bed, the end where her feet
usually are.
Lucy reached to the bed stand and took her rolled nightshirt from
it and her clear gel penis shaped toy fell on the bed. She lifted
her ass from the bed and scooted her bottoms down and off her
legs. She smiled at her friend and stroked the fake cock a
moment, and then reached a hand down to her pussy, parting the
lips with her fingers.
Selena’s eyes were riveted at the stroking fingers in Lucy’s
quim. When she looked to her face she saw she had the clear toy
in her mouth, getting it wet with lip and tongue strokes that
would drive any real man crazy.
Her eyes met Selena’s and she took the toy out of her mouth.
“Most everything that goes in my little box goes in my mouth
first. I love sucking cock.” Lucy said as she positioned the
penis toy at her nether lips and pushed it in an inch or so.
“Ohhhh, the ridges feel so good against my clit.” She swooned as
she laid back and drew her knees up and sunk the toy well up into
herself.
She began to saw the toy in and out of herself as her breathing
quickly went to puffing out her mouth. Lucy’s eyes closed and
continued as if Selena wasn’t in the room. As she began to moan
Selena found herself holding her pussy in her hand through her
panties, and before long a finger had slid under the gusset to
touch herself.
Lucy’s eyes were closed but she scrunched up her face as if to
keep all light out and then began to squeal deep from within her.
The squeal turned to a growl with a monotone like hum behind it
before her ass came off the bed as she planted her feet. She
pumped at the air as her hand flew in a blur bringing the clear
gel penis in and out of her pussy and then she stopped abruptly,
her butt still raised high in the air, the toy buried in her as
she shouted out.
“FUCK FUCK FUCK fuck fuck fuck fuck” She started in a loud voice
and faded to almost a whisper as she squeezed the dildo out of
her pussy and it flopped onto the towel she spread under her. Her
newly shorn pussy dripped a thin milky sheen as she lowered
herself back to the bed as she hugged her arms to her breasts.
Selena watched uncomfortable as Lucy tremored and seemed to
shiver from her orgasm. Her own need was getting more urgent as
she knew the pleasure and relief Lucy was feeling. Where she was
apprehensive about her participation in this show me/show you
exhibition with Lucy, right now she would have done it in Macy’s
window. The alcohol, the loose talk, the longing for Joe had all
worn her normal moral sense down to the point that even when she
checked it, this was the right thing to do because of its
physical urgency.
“That was so awesome Lucy. I see the same surrender I feel when
my body wants to take over and just wrench the ecstasy from
itself.” Selena said in a low voice.
Lucy smiled and opened her eyes and started to giggle.
“I almost forgot you were here, and it WAS good.” She said in a
soft voice, unlike her usual tone. “Now you . . . “
Selena needed no coaxing and she shucked down her bottoms and
unbuttoned her top to let it fall off. She stood and went to her
backpack she had brought from the dorm and reached into remove
the blue gel toy penis Lucy had given her.
Selena avoided eye contact with Lucy as she went back to the bed
and sat on her towel in the opposite corner as Lucy. Lucy had
raised up on one elbow and had a little grin on her face as he
watched her friends becoming nude form walk away and back to the
bed. Selena sat cross-legged at first and wet two fingers to
slide between her vaginal lips. She drew in a quick breath as she
touched her engorged clit and rubbed a bit. Her legs unfolded and
she reclined back as her eyes closed and she drew a deep clearing
breath. She looked at the toy in her hand and brought it to her
mouth, but she did not fellate it, she drizzled spittle on it and
took her other hand from her pussy to coat the head with her
wetness. Drawing her knees up one hand parted her lips as the
other placed the head of the toy to her portal and pushed. It was
obvious how wet she was inside as the blue prong slid in easily.
She gasped but did not pause to get used to the intrusion, she
began to move the toy in and out of herself. She tipped her head
to the side with her eyes closed breathing heavily through her
nose as she steadily worked it and out of herself. Immediately
she began to react to the tittilation as hums and groans escaped
her throat without thinking. As if a need cried from within her
she tipped her hand as far down as she could to get an upward
stroke and pressure near her g-spot. She wanted that big spasm
and relieving squirt. Some of the need came from missing her
lover and being turned on by the events of the weekend, some had
to do with plain exhibitionism.
Selena could feel she was exciting her “spot” but was somehow
just missing the trigger point where she would flush and almost
lose control as she pistoned the toy in and out of herself. The
sensations she was feeling were great, but she knew a dam breaker
would flush her of all her wants and needs. Getting the dildo
deeper would miss the spot she wanted to massage just up and
behind her sensitive button.
She began to gasp and cluck at her inability to wring the kink
from her orgasmic faucet. She licked her fingertips of her other
hand and began to strum her clit as well to the rhythm of the
blue blurred plunges just below it. Her eyes closed and
frustration building she almost seemed at the brink of crying, so
distraught she was not able to get over the top.
Lucy was beginning to see and feel the meaning of her friends’
antics and she moved closer on the bed to Selena, laying her head
next to her.
“Come on baby, come on my friend, concentrate on that hard cock
in your pussy. Make it cum! Make it cum hard! Show me how you
enjoy that cock I gave you!” she whispered.
Selena’s frustration was mounting as she moved her empty hand
from her pussy to her nipples, squeezing and kneading them, and
then back to strumming her clit. Lucy felt helpless and knelt up
beside her.
“I’ll help you, don’t freak out on me. This is for you, my
friend, not me” She said in a low voice as she dropped her mouth
to Selena’s right nipple and suckled and rolled it in her lips as
she pinched the other.
Selena wanted to panic at the act her friend was performing on
her, but it felt too good and was helping her reach her goal. She
began to puff harder in and out from her mouth, knowing her
orgasm was close. She raised her ass from the bed, much as Lucy
did, to coax the spasm out. Her lower lip trembled as she felt on
the brink of explosion, and then it seemed to abate, almost
making her cry. But, Lucy’s breast play, coupled with her hands
action between her legs quickly began to crescendo again, with
yet again another disappointment.
Selena’s groans turned to whines as she tried her hardest to make
herself cum. Was it guilt over this whole thing that freaked her
out that disenfranchised her from her ultimate pleasure. Her mind
ran circles over her guilt and her bodily wants and needs.
Thoughts of quitting to ease her frustration began to run through
her head as she removed her fingers from her clit and pressed her
hand to her forehead in a “woe is me “ motion. She let go of the
blue toy and was about to cry and cry out when she felt Lucy
shift from her chest and take the blue toy in hand to her pussy,
working it as Selena had been. She was about to protest when a
tongue began to wag over her engorged clit. She wasn’t “eating”
her pussy or even licking it; just the tip of her tongue wagging
over her sensitive nubbin. Instantly her loins began to process
her pleasure and she felt the pressure build within her. She
reached for her nipples, one still wet from Lucy’s mouthing, and
squeezed as she began to reach the point of no return. SHE WAS
GOING TO CUM.
“H I I I I I I I I I IYA HO HO HO HO MMMMMMMmmmmmmmmm. Yes, yes
YES!” She grunted as she began to roll her hips at Lucy’s tongue.
“Going, going, GOINNNNNNNNNNNG to CUMMMMMMM!!” she wailed as
suddenly she bore down into the mattress and yelped like an
animal caught in a trap.
“ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGHHHHHH OOOOOH!” she wailed as a long
stream spouted from her pussy hitting Lucy just below one eye and
all over her hand.
“ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGHHHHHH OOOOOH!” she repeated as a
second volley of milky fluid left her.
Then suddenly she could stand no more.
“NOOOO, NOOOO!!” she cried out as she pushed Lucy’s face from the
top of her stomach and reached for her hand working the dildo.
She wrested the dildo from her and held it almost under her,
between her legs as she closed them on her arm.
She lay bouncing and shivering, having spasm on the bed as Lucy
wiped her own mouth and face as Selena felt the effects of her
pleasures.
“Oh My GOD!! I can’t believe that! That was awesome! I’ve never
seen anyone cum like THAT before.” Lucy exclaimed as she lay
beside and hugged up next to her.
There was a long silence as Selena finally calmed down and began
to breathe normally.
“Don’t freak out on me. You were in desperate need, it seemed. I
expect nothing in return. I told you I wasn’t a predator, and I’m
not.” She whispered to Selena. “If I enjoyed that it was because
I made you so happy. No other reasons. Are you ok with this?”
“I’m alright, I guess. Just let me go to sleep.” Selena said in a
daze.
Lucy got up and pulled down the covers that were now at her
friend’s feet.
“Here, crawl up and slide in. I’ll cover you.” Lucy said calmly.
Selena did as Lucy said and closed her eyes.
Lucy picked up the towels and took both toys into the bathroom
and washed them. She replaced hers in her bag and put Selena’s
new friend in her nightstand.
When she got to the bed Selena was out. She peeled back her side
of the covers and slid in. She tried to feel awful about happened
but couldn’t. Selena was on the brink of orgasm and could not get
over if only for the reason of over-thinking and over analyzing
the situation. When she went to her friend she could have been
pushed away, but she wasn’t. She feared what the morning would
bring as she fell asleep to the sound of Selenas deep sleep.
Chapter 24
Lucy rolled fitfully on the bed, uncomfortable from the warmth of
the sun coming through the casements along the eastern facing
bedroom wall. She threw off the covers and sighed happy to feel
the cool air on her naked body. She looked over to see Selena,
but she was gone. Rolling over to her stomach and reaching to the
floor on the side of the bed she found her sleep shirt that she
had shucked last night and sat up to put it on. Just as she lay
back again she heard the padding of feet in the hallway. She held
her breath to see what the morning mood of her friend was.
“Good morning!” Selena greeted her as she plopped down on the
bed. “It’s after eleven. I got up about a half hour ago and
showered. Let’s talk about last night so we can both be straight
and honest with each other. You know that I love Joe and nothing
can ever change that, right? I know I cheated last night and may
have given you a wrong idea about things.”
“Selena STOP.” Lucy said holding up her hand. “You’re thinking
too much. You didn’t cheat on Joe last night, and you didn’t have
an affair with me, and I don’t expect a thing from you. We had a
girlfriend’s show and tell like 10’s of millions of girls have at
one time or another. Some things aren’t written in books and some
questions have no answers unless you talk with someone who’s
experienced it. We shared that last night. We took it a step
further by sharing our ultimate pleasure with each other. Guilt
set in with you and you couldn’t get over the top. Just like I
would loan you $5 if you were broke, give you a push if you were
stuck in the mud, scratch your back if you had an itch you
couldn’t reach, I helped you. You could have pushed me away but
you didn’t. You didn’t because it felt good and you trusted me. I
got nothing from that, except that I made you happy.”
“You had oral sex with me, though!”
“No, I did not. Yes I flicked your clit with my tongue, but I
never kissed you there. You may not see the difference, but I
know the difference. We had nothing together. My satisfaction
came at my own hands. Please don’t make more of this than it was.
I didn’t fall in love with you last night, and you didn’t do
anything to make me think you wanted me sexually. I was simply
playing the part of your toy.”
Selena sat and looked away after hearing her friends’ words. “I’m
sure I should feel ashamed, but you put a different perspective
on it. I woke thinking I brought it on myself.”
“You didn’t. It was all my doing and the fact that you didn’t
freak out and push me away made me sure that you trusted me and
you trusted what was happening. It was nothing. What wasn’t
“nothing” was the orgasm you had. How often do you squirt like
that?” Lucy asked breaking into a bright smile.
“Oh,” Selena acknowledged with a grin, “not too often. I knew
right away last night that it was going to happen. It’s like my
g-spot gets ripe or something. I’ve only had 5 or 6 of those and
it usually coincides with “hiney play”. But last night I just
knew it would happen and then I let guilt get the best of me I
guess. When you put your mouth on my breasts all I could think of
was Joe and then I got real guilty and it made everything worse.
When I gave up I wanted to cry myself to sleep. When I felt your
tongue on my clit it was like the end of a blackout, suddenly the
lights came on. I was on autopilot then. It was even a few
minutes until I realized you were doing me with the toy too.
I’m glad we talked, I feel totally different about it now; just
don’t let me drink so much anymore. Hahaha”
Lucy sat up and came to Selena’s side on the bed. “I’m glad you
see this as it was, and nothing more. I know you would never
cheat on Joe and I was happy to make you feel better.” Lucy said
before giving her a big kiss on the lips and then hugging her
saying, “you are my friend, whose advice and counsel I value. If
last night was a thank you for just that, I’m glad it happened.”
Selena kissed her back and returned the hug.
“Ok, lets get the sheets off and wash them. We gave them a
workout last night!” Selena said, happy they had the talk, and in
her heart, happy Lucy was there for her last night.
As they pulled off the sheets Lucy had a look on her face that
caught Selena’s attention.
“OK, WHAT IS IT? Something has gone unsaid here, and I know it’s
bothering you. What is it? For God’s sake you had your tongue
between my legs last night. You couldn’t get any MORE forward.”
Lucy chuckled and sat on the bed, the half stripped sheet still
in her hands.
“You said you had those big peeing orgasms before with “hiney
play”. I don’t get the whole thing. Can you explain?”
“First of all, it’s not pee. It’s an actual ejaculate. It’s a
little milky and has a sweet/sour type taste according to Joe.
When you excite that g-spot area just the right way it’s like
your whole orgasm muscle cramps in a deep spasm and the contents
of whatever gland that produces your wetness just flushes, I
guess. Last night was the first time I ever got it alone, well,
almost alone. (smiles) If Joe puts his finger up behind my clit
along the upper wall and gets it just right, while teasing me
with his mouth, I’ve had them. But if he is in my . . . ummm, . .
. this is sooo embarrassing. If we’re having anal sex and I play
with my clit, I can make it go off that way too. But they knock
the hell out of you. The first time I thought I lost control and
pee’ed on him.”
“You don’t mind, ah. . . . umma. . .anal sex?”
“Lucy there is a time and place for everything. I knew Joe loved
it and I never had tried it. After we had a lot of relations and
he had never asked about it, I did. It’s not for everyone, so I
hear. But I think it has more to do with the guy than the girl.
Well prepared, it can be very exciting, very different. Oh, and
very dangerous if you don’t know your partners sex history. You
have toys to try it with first before you offer yourself to a
lover.
Now, that’s all the sex therapist talk I have, OK?”
“OK,” Lucy said standing up and gathering the sheets again. “I
didn’t want to sit and wonder all day about that.”
“Speaking of the day, what’s going on today for you.” Selena
asked.
“I sort of have a “date” with Mallory to spend the afternoon with
her. IF you want me to stay here with you, I will, though.” Lucy
offered.
“I can’t offer what Mallory can, despite last night. I have a
paper I’m working on, so I wouldn’t be much company. If you just
want a quiet place to study, you know you’re welcome.”
“I’ll study tonight. I’ve sort of had my heart set on spending
the afternoon with Mallory. I’ve told her what I like when I
called her to make sure we were still on she told me how horny
she was. She sent away the guy she had set up for us the other
night. I talked to her about my rape, and I think she was
afraid.” Lucy admitted.
“You didn’t get enough last night?”
“No, I made my pussy happy and I helped make you happy, but I
didn’t really get ravished and that’s what I like. We had a lot
of fun though.”
“I’m sorry I couldn’t do you like that, but it’s just NOT my
thing.”
“Selena, don’t think that I hold anything against you. I never
expected anything.”
“Actually I thought I would feel terribly guilty this morning,
but you really made it like you said before, like a toy. You let
me use you for a toy. I could never do that for another woman,
but you let me use you last night and GOD, was I in need!” Selena
finished the exchange with a kiss to Lucy’s cheek.
Selena laundered the sheets and made a light breakfast for the
two of them while Lucy showered. After sipping coffee and making
small talk, Selena freshened up and brought Lucy back to the
dorm, saying she would meet her later.
Back at Joe’s house she hummed as she did a little housework and
checked stock transactions. It only bothered her a little that
she felt so satisfied and “fucked out” without Joe being there.
She knew guilt played a part in her body’s denial of pleasure the
night before, but was happy that Lucy could wring such wrenching
orgasms from her. She toyed with telling Joe the whole story, but
decided that what happened was not cheating and was simply a
moment between two girlfriends in a private moment akin to
growing up and learning about being a woman.
By two in the afternoon she was locking up Casa Joe and headed
back to the dorm for an afternoon of study and review preparing
for the final leg of her school year. The almost 10 days without
Joe and the prospect of another week alone did not set well with
her, but knew his return would be a happy fulfilling time in
their lives as a couple. If absence made the heart grow fonder,
she was about as fond as she could be. Each moment of her day was
filled with the image of Joe and the stability he brought to her
life, as well as the security of feeling and giving love.
After 4 hours of reading, homework and study, Selena stood to
stretch and think about dinner. Chinese delivery was on her mind
as the door flew open and Lucy came in humming and happy.
“Hello sunshine! What’s got you in such a happy mood, as if I
didn’t know?” Selena asked to her beaming friend.
Lucy got an embarrassed smile on her face and giggled.
“Does it show that much? I am feeling pretty awesome right now.
I’m not one to kiss and tell, but can we get in that true
confessions mode like last night? I just have to talk to someone
and let my joy ooze out.”
Selena laughed a big belly laugh at her friend’s words and hugged
her.
“Yes we can, just as long as we don’t get into the wine and go
overboard like last night. I don’t need an order from Guilt Trips
‘r Us.” Selena chuckled.
“Oh God, don’t worry about that! I don’t think I’ll be able to
touch myself for a few days. I am WORN OUT.” Lucy proclaimed as
she shot a hand to cover her crotch over her jeans.
“Well, I’m jealous, then. Last night wore me out, but I really
need to feel that special way Joe leaves me.” Selena told her
friend.
“I know the feeling well, and Mallory left me that way. If she
was a lesbian and wanted me for her slave I might move in
tonight! When I got there she was wearing silk pajamas and
smelled awesome. She hugged and kissed me, then sat me down on
her bed and we kissed and she undressed me halfway before she
suggested a shower. I didn’t know she meant together, but she did
and it was awesome. She almost jumped out of her skin when she
saw me all shaved and clean. We had never been together before,
but she has seen me in the locker room before. She couldn’t keep
her eyes off me. She washed me and even shampooed my hair for me.
THAT is unbelievably sexy, running her fingers through my hair
and scalp. Afterward she dried me and put me in a silk robe and
brought me back to her bed. I decided I needed to do something
for her so I took the upper hand for a bit and laid her back and
opened her robe. I opened mine and pressed my breasts right to
hers and we necked like teenagers in the back seat of a car. She
begged me to go down on her, but that’s something I have a little
problem with. I used my tongue on her like I did on you, but I
can’t get into that whole “eat out” thing. THAT makes me feel
like a lezzie and I hate it.”
“Maybe we should let the rest of your story lie. I was just
getting ready to order dinner and I feel like I’m hearing
something that should be left private. “ Selena said.
“I’m sorry. I’m just real happy and want to share it with
someone. I know you’re a little homophobic.” Lucy said patting
her on the back.
“I am NOT homophobic. I’m not used to hearing ANYONES sexual
escapades spoken about so freely, that’s all. If it were last
night with the wine to bend me a bit, I would be telling you to
finish the story. I’m happy for you that you’re so happy, but ..
. . . . . .” Selena said leaving the conclusion open.
“I know, I know, I guess I’m still in the giggly girlfriend mode
from last night. You don’t mind if I join you for dinner, you
haven’t ordered yet, have you?”
“No, I was just going over the menu.”
After selecting their dinner choices they faxed their order in
and got he confirmation with the expected delivery time. They
then both settled into studies again until the delivery came.
Selena always had a hard time studying in the same room as Lucy,
who was not a quiet studier. However tonight Lucy’s silence was
almost annoying to Selena who expected having to tune her out.
Every time she looked over at her, the smile on her face was
bright. Her sexual satisfaction must have been tremendous as she
bubbled inside to talk about her afternoon escapade. This girl
needed a man, and soon. If she felt this satisfaction from a
woman very often, she might never go back, no matter what she
thought she felt. She knew her latest paramour, Jeromy, was due
back from his foreign language lab tonight or tomorrow. Selena
hoped that he missed her, . . A LOT!
Their buzzer sounded and Selena went to the main door to get the
delivery while Lucy prepared the small room table for their
dinner. After opening the cartons on the counter they filled
plates and sat to eat.
Lucy ate like it was her last meal, wolfing down mouthfuls, but
then would stop from time to time looking at Selena as if she had
something to say, then back to eating. At first Selena didn’t
notice, engrossed in her own dinner, but then she began to feel
her stare.
“What? What is bothering you? Every time I look up, you’re
looking at me like I have 3 heads.” Selena said, perturbed.
“Please let me talk about my afternoon. Things happened that . .
. .” Lucy said and then paused.
“Oh for Gods sake Lucy, if you HAVE to kiss and tell, go ahead.”
Selena said with a chuckle.
“Well, you know how I shaved last night!” she began excitedly,
“And you said to get “back there” to make me all kissable? It
worked! I’ve been kissed back there!”
Selena shook her head and smiled, looking down at her food.
“A little kiss on the butt has got you this excited?”
“It was more than a kiss. She licked my whole crack and then ate
my little hole. God, it felt so good I came right there! I had my
face in the pillow for 10 minutes while she did me. I felt like a
virgin.” Lucy bubbled like a schoolgirl.
“Lucy you have to get a man! Although a man might try to put more
than his tongue up there!” Selena laughed, as she saw Lucy turn
crimson.
“Uh-oh, something else DID happen!” Selena said at her
embarrassment.
“Fingers, her middle one for a long time. It felt strange but
good.”
“OK, that’s it! No more true life tails. This is too personal,
especially when I’m sober!” Selena said a bit perturbed. “You
better get a man to care for you or else you’ll end up with a
lesbian rumor reputation whether you want it or not. Has Jeromy
called at all while he was gone?”
“No, I check the machine each day. Nothing.” Lucy said, letting
the truth of Selena’s words sink in.
“You ARE checking campus VoiceMail aren’t you?”
“No, I figure we have the answering machine, why bother?”
“Lucy, the VoiceMail picks up after the second ring. Too many
complaints about late night phone calls, so it picks up after 2
rings. Our answering machine picks after 3, it won’t go any
lower. It’s posted all over the bulletin boards.”
“Oh shit! I’m not sure if I even have a password. I barely paid
attention to the email!” Lucy worried.
After eating Lucy checked her old email and did find her password
for the VoiceMail and checked it.
“Oh fuck!!” Lucy swore as she fell back onto her bed after
hearing her messages. “Jeromy called 3 times leaving me numbers
to get back to him. He probably thinks I’m ignoring him and not
interested. He’s DEFINITELY interested in me.”
“Well don’t sit there and cry about it, CALL! Leave a message at
his VoiceMail. Maybe he’s even home!” Selena badgered her.
“He might be home tonight, their return was open for today or
tomorrow. If I lose my chance at this guy because of my stupidity
I may as well turn lezzie.” Lucy said as she picked up her phone.
“Don’t be silly. If it is meant to be it won’t make any
difference.” Selena consoled.
Lucy got Jeromy’s VoiceMail and left a message with a short
explanation of the screw-up and asked him to call when he got in.
She sat moon eyed and pensive on her bed for a few minutes.
“You really DO care about this guy don’t you?”
“Yes, he’s pretty nice and he treats me nice. I wish I had opened
up more to him when I had the chance, but I didn’t want to seem
too anxious, or for him to think I was fast or loose. This part
is always such a head game. We had one pretty heavy kissing
session and he tried to feel me up, but I just let him put his
hands all over my ass. If he got to my nipples I would have
screwed him right there. As it was I almost asked to give him
head.”
“That would have impressed him! Lucy you have to control your
urges like that. You know and I know that if you keep dating each
other your sex lives will progress to lots of things, but he has
to know that if he’s gone for a few days, or you’re apart for a
few days that it won’t be long enough for you to get to that
stage of intimacy with somebody else. He may have been pining for
you the last 2 weeks and you screwed 2 women, that I know of,
and would have with me if I allowed it.”
Lucy knew in her heart that Selena was right, and what Selena
didn’t know was that she DID screw her too, literally, with the
strap on penis.
She began to feel low after such a high this afternoon and Selena
knew it. She came over to her bed and sat next to her.
“You didn’t have these affairs with any intent to cheat on
Jeromy. You two have no commitment. You didn’t do it because you
think of yourself as a whore either. You, yourself, admit that in
these affairs you just use them as the toys you have. However,
society doesn’t look at it that way. You never tried to hurt him
or even thought you were hurting him when you did it. He doesn’t
know, and your intention was honorable, in your head. But, you’re
going to have to control those urges until your relationship
progresses to that point. Take care of yourself when you get
alone. If you continue what you perceive as harmless
relationships with these other girls, the rumors will certainly
fly. Just being on the softball team makes you suspect. One of
those frat guys, Arnie Porto suspected I was “funny” because I
lived with you and he said you were a lesbian. So you better
straighten your act out if you want this guy to be sure the
rumors aren’t true. In your mind you have nothing to be ashamed
of, and you’ve been true to yourself, but you better change your
act if you want to have another serious relationship with a guy.
Calling yourself a bi-sexual may make your psyche feel better,
but you know the choice you have to make.” Selena said getting
up.
“Hey, thanks for giving me a little perspective on it all. Coming
from you it makes a little more sense to go straight and not
worry about the psychobabble. I’m not really confused about
sexuality, I know WHAT I want, but I also know what I fear and
what’s easy to get.” Lucy said as she prepared to study for the
evening.
Both girls settled into their studies with little distraction for
the rest of the night. While their lives and loves weighed heavy
on them, they had little doubt where priorities lay, at least for
the moment. Around 10 o’clock Selena was the first to slam a book
shut and grab her bedclothes and go to the bathroom to wash up.
Lucy followed her within minutes, stopping by Selena’s bed before
going to her own. She sat down and leaned to her and surprised
her with a kiss on the lips.
Selena was startled by it all and about to protest when Lucy
spoke.
“Don’t take that the way you may think. I just want to say that I
love you for being my friend and not putting me out a long time
ago. Although I’ve accused you of otherwise, you are most
tolerant and I know you care for me as a friend. Everyone should
have one person to depend on like you. You can count on me.”
Selena smiled as Lucy went right to her bed and shut her light. A
split second later the phone rang and Lucy quickly answered, now
aware of the new VoiceMail.
“I just got in and got your message. I was so happy to hear from
you, I thought I lost you in my absence.”
“Oh Jeromy, no. I didn’t return calls because I never got the
messages. I did miss you. We were just getting interesting when
you left.”
“I thought so too. I thought of you long and hard all the time I
was away.”
“Really. I don’t know how to take that, but I thought of you too.
It’s hard to get a relationship started with my schedule, but I
would like to see you again.”
“Can we get together tomorrow? My last class ends at 3.”
“Umm, Monday? Oh, so does mine, but it’ll have to be quick. I
have to study by 7, and I work from midnight to 4. My first class
Tuesday isn’t till 11.”
“I’ll stop by after class, at your dorm, OK?”
“That would be great. Goodnight.”
Lucy laid back into her pillow and thought about actually
starting up a relationship. It excited her.
“Did you hear? That was Jeromy! I’m going to see him tomorrow!”
She said into the dark.
“I heard! That’s great. Good luck!” Selena answered before she
fell asleep.
Chapter 25
“Selena! SELENA!! For Gods sake wake up!” Lucy said as she shook
her friend.
SELENA! Joe’s on the phone!”
Selena must have been in deep dream sleep, as she never heard the
phone ring. Usually the phone was on her stand, but with Joe away
and Lucy expecting a call she had it. It was 1:30 in the morning.
Selena sat up startled barely knowing whom she was let alone
where she was.
“What? Mom? Huh? What?” she said as she sat up wide-eyed in
Lucy’s bed light.
“God! I thought you were dead, for Christ’s sake! Joe’s on the
phone!!” Lucy said, losing patience with her friend.
“Oh God!” she said as reality came together for her. “Hello?”
Joe was laughing too hard to even speak, hearing the commotion on
the phone.
“Joe, is that you? Is something wrong?” She asked in a panic.
“hahahahahehehehe No, nothing is wrong. If I had known the
commotion I would cause I would have waited until morning to
call. I just HAD to hear your voice. I just got in from a long
meeting with my crews and I needed you so badly to hear my news.
We’re going to finish ahead of schedule now and I’ll be home late
Friday night!” He said jubilantly as he waited for reaction.
After 5 seconds of silence he wondered if she had heard him.
“Essy?”
“I’m here,” she squeaked, “I’m crying with my head under the
covers. I love and miss you so much and hearing your voice,
especially saying you’re going to be home Friday, just made it
all come to a head. I love you Joseph, so so much. Come home and
live the rest of your life, the rest of my life with me. I love
you!”
“Don’t worry baby, I’ll be there soon and I promise there will be
few nights away from each other again, if any. I lay in bed every
night and think of you. This is the earliest I’ve gotten in since
I last talked to you. We’ve worked through the night with giant
lights and found an intern who will come work for us in the fall
from Cornell. He has helped me save this project. His name is
Aaron and I think he is the future of this company Selena. The
only thing that would make it any better would be you laying here
with me, right now.” Joe said, excited about life on all fronts.
“Take him out.” Selena said between sobs of joy over the phone.
“Take Aaron out?” he questioned quizzically.
“NO, your cock. Take it out.”
“Selena! Lucy can hear you!”
“No, I’m under the covers and facing away. Do it.”
“I’m just in my underwear, it’s done.”
“I wish I could kiss him to make him all hard.”
“Don’t worry. Your mouth is doing it anyway.”
“Can you stroke him while you think about me sucking on him,
getting him ready to slide inside me. God I want to taste him and
feel him split me open and slide up into me. Think about making
love when you get home. I have a finger right on my clit, right
now. I have to be a little quiet now, but you can bet I’ll be
screaming and shrieking Friday night.”
“I’m stroking my cock right now thinking about everything.”
“It seems a shame you’re going to waste all that cum. I wish I
could suck it right out of you and taste your love and fill my
belly with you.”
“That’s IT! I’m C U M M I N G !” Joe shouted into the phone
“Me toooooooooooooooo!” she whispered trying to keep the noise
down.
They heard each other puffing on the phone to each other.
“I’ll let you go to sleep now, and I’ll call you after classes
tomorrow. Go to our place where we can talk free.” Joe told her.
“No, I’ll be here. Lucy has a date after classes, so I’m staying
here. I promise I’ll be alone.”
“Goodnight, get some sleep. I love you!”
“You do the same. I miss you and I love you.”
Selena clicked the receiver off and exhaled deeply. She took the
covers from over her head and found the room dark. The buzzing
from the bed on the other side of the partition told her Lucy was
fast asleep again. Her orgasm had been short but fulfilling just
to be with Joe, even on the phone. She missed everything about
Joe and while sexual release was nice, having him in her arms
meant more than anything. She thought about the dream fuck she
had with him Friday night when she used the toy on herself, but
could recall little except for the morning after thoroughly
fucked feeling. She rolled to her side and hugged the pillow to
her face and fell asleep pining for her lover.
Monday morning was as any other, back into the routine of
classes. Both women anticipated liaisons with the men in their
lives after class, Selena on the phone and Lucy in person.
When Selena returned from her classes Lucy was just finishing
dressing to wait for Jeromy. She wore a crop top t-shirt and
tight hip hugging fleece pants. Whether she wanted to exude her
sexuality or not, she had.
“If you’re looking to interest Jeromy with your body, you’re sure
to do so, you look very hot. Just be sure of the message you want
to send.” Selena warned.
“He’s already touched, so he knows me a little. I’m not ready to
get in bed, but I do want him to be interested.” Lucy said,
adjusting the waist to be sure her thong didn’t show.
“Well, you look positively naked under those pants, he WILL be
interested.”
“I don’t look cheap, do I?”
“Not cheap, just desirable.”
“That’s what I want. Jeromy is a hunk that I’m certainly
interested in. He’s very sweet and thoughtful and not like a lot
of those macho jerks out there. I know he’s attracted to me, but
I want to refresh his memory as to why.” Lucy said with a wiggle
of her butt.
“He might think that outfit says you want to have sex.” Selena
warned.
“I do, I’m just not sure if tonight is the right time. I don’t
want to seem too easy or horny, before he has a chance to make me
that way.” Lucy reasoned.
“How many dates have you had?”
“Umm, I met him at a kegger, we were both out of place there. A
movie, a couple walks, met for lunch a couple times and he took
me to dinner and a movie twice. We got into some petting on the
last 2 times. They were dinner and movies. If he really WANTS to
bed me down tonight, he will, or I’ll go down on him. I’ll play
it by ear. What do you think? Too fast?”
“Well by any value system it’s too fast, but I can’t talk.
Circumstances change things. You better think he’s pretty
special, or think that HE thinks YOU’RE pretty special to go that
far already. Do you think he’s real experienced?”
“No, not really, but I know he had a long term relationship that
broke up badly a while ago. She’s out of the picture now. I was
the aggressor after our dates until the last time. I’m a real
good kisser, I think he’s hooked, hahaha.”
“But, ya know Luce, he sounds like a pretty well grounded guy.
The promise of sex might carry a lot more weight than the actual
thing. Saying something like “you really make me want you so
badly, we have to stop. I don’t know you that well yet”, may have
him want you more, and then HE’LL make the first move soon. If he
takes you to bed tonight because you look desirable, what happens
when he meets someone MORE desirable. Then you say, “go down on
him”. That’s pretty casual talk about real personal sex. I KNOW
it’s safer than fucking, but it does nothing for your
self-esteem, and his image of you. A girl who would put his penis
in her mouth, even though she barely knew him.” Selena said
trying to reason things out for her.
“I wouldn’t say I barely know him.” Lucy said defending her
thoughts.
“This is going to sound like my mother but, what’s his middle
name, his religion, his favorite food, favorite color, has he
ever had an STD, are his parents together or even alive, does he
have allergies? These all seem like pretty petty questions but if
you get pregnant he could end up being your husband or someone in
your child’s life forever. Think over what you plan on doing. I’m
the last person who you should look to as a moral compass, but
you sound interested in this guy beyond being “a toy in your
drawer” type.” Selena said as the front buzzer sounded.
“Jeromy?” Lucy called into the intercom.
“One in the same.” The voice answered.
“I’ll meet you out front in less than 5, OK?” Lucy retorted.
“I should look at him differently than just a sex partner if I
want to get a relationship going. God knows I’m always horny, but
I can take care of that.” Lucy thought out loud.
“Can I tell you something Joe and I did when we realized we may
have something really special? Make a commitment to each other,
even if it’s agreed for just 10 days or a week. I knew Joe was a
runaround and I was sure that if we had a chance he would want to
be with just me. I couldn’t compete with his other girlfriends
sexually, but I knew I had more to offer. Jeromy doesn’t know
that you can have intimate sex with someone with just a phone
call, nor does he need to. But he deserves to not have any
competition for your heart or feelings if you think he’s that
special. Tell him you think he’s special if you feel that way.
Also tell him that you are seeing others, or can see others, but
you won’t to give the relationship a chance. If he says he can’t
do that, then you know where you stand.” Selena explained.
As Lucy went to hug and thank her friend the phone rang and
Selena ran to get it before the next ring.
“Hey lover, are you alone?” The voice on the other end said.
“I will be in 30 seconds, hang on!” she said back as he bounced
up to give Lucy the hug she sought.
“Listen Luce, just don’t do anything stupid if he means anything
to you. Do that for yourself. Now get out of here so I can chain
the door and talk to Joe.” She said giving her the bums rush.
Lucy smiled knowingly and headed for the door. “Good night and
have fun! I’ll be home by ten to study, so don’t fall asleep with
the chain on.”
“Don’t worry, I have to study too, I’ll be up.”
“Alone, finally!” She said into the phone.
“Do you realize that this is the first afternoon that I have been
able to actually stop and leave the site and have a few minutes
to myself? My new intern has got the computer hook-ups with the
rehab center so it’s almost like the Design Engineer is there.
The intern understands the whole make-up and this is all
clicking. . . .
GODDDDDD!! I miss you so bad!!” Joe shouted, his voice cracking
in emotion.
“All I wanted was a few minutes to just hear your voice and it
was damn near impossible with the hours we kept. I hated to call
you in the middle of the night and then I was sleeping in the
trailer some nights getting an hour here and an hour there.” Joe
said excited just to be on the phone with her.
“I love you soooo much. You could have called me anytime, but I
wanted you to get your sleep. We’ve made it this far without
going crazy, but it’s been close.” She answered.
“When I come in on Friday we’ll have to just hide for a couple
days. I can’t lay in bed without thinking of you.” Joe admitted.
“I took you up on your suggestion of a toy, by the way. I’ve only
used it twice, and once I was so drunk that I dreamt it was you.”
Selena said, embarrassed, but forthright.
“My little Essy with a toy? Where did you get that?”
“Lucy got it for me. I figured if I asked her she would know
where to find one.”
“It’s not as much fun as me is it?” Joe asked innocently.
“NOOO! It’s not warm, it’s not sexy, and it doesn’t talk to me.
Its just sex! I’m ashamed and embarrassed now that I’ve told you.
I just needed the release.”
“That’s OK baby, I understand. After our vacation in paradise to
have to come back and have school come crashing on you and my
going away really piled up the stress. While sex is the great
expression of love, it’s also a great relief valve for stress. I
only needed to think of you and I was randy, not just because I
love you more than anything and can’t live without you, but I
know a good hard orgasm will take the knots out of the long
muscles of my body.”
“I wish I was there to soothe you now Joey.”
“You ARE here with just your voice on the phone.” Joe said as he
exhaled deeply.
“Do you have something else in your other hand?” she asked
sexily.
“Yes I do and he’s screaming your name. Ummmmmm, is your toy
handy?”
“It can be.” She said as she lay back on the bed and reached into
her nightstand.
“Is it clean?” He asked innocently.
“Yes, it is. We washed them right after we used them.” Selena
said, realizing her tongue slip as soon as it came out.
“We? That’s interesting. Is there something you forgot to tell
me?”
“Don’t be mad at me Joe! We just had a girl’s night, a sexy
slumber party. We watched each other get off. It’s a girl thing
and I have a big mouth!”
“Selena, I trust you. Need I say more? Now about that big mouth .
. . . If it were here, do you know what I might like you to do
with it?”
“I have a good idea.”
“THAT’S why I asked you if it was clean.”
“Mmmmmm.” Joe heard as Selena filled her mouth with the blue gel
toy prick.
“Oooooo G O D! The thought of your mouth around my cock right now
makes me want to shoot already. Did I ever tell you how good you
are at making me happy that way?”
“Yes, you have.” Selena said as she slurped the dildo out her
mouth to answer.
“Did I ever tell you how good it tastes and how the scent makes
me an animal? I LOVE sucking on your beautiful cock.” She said as
she sunk it back noisily into her mouth.
“When I cum are you going to suck on the head and get every drop
out?”
“UmmmmHmmmm.” She said with her mouth full as she slid it out
again.
“I’ll tease it with my lips and tongue until you beg me to stop.
As long as I’m using MY lips and tongue, I sure hope there’s
something we can find to do with YOURS.”
“Selena, the thought of licking and tasting your sweet smooth
pussy is what I think of 100 times a day. Hearing you moan and
goad me on lets me know I’m pleasing you, and I live for that.”
“I need to be filled by you. This toy is going into my pussy.
It’s so wet!”
“I bet you look yummy lying there. Bring your knees back and push
it deep like I do when I’m lying on you.”
Joe heard her groan and inhale deeply, a sound he knew well.
“Oh Joe, I’m fucking myself, just like you do! Come home and cum
in me.” She squealed.
“Soon baby, soon. I’m stroking myself now and I’m about to cum
myself.”
Joe heard the phone slip away from her, but still heard her
cries.
“I’m C U M M I N G Joe and I’m touching my little hiney, like you
do sometimes. I miss you, ARRRRGHhhhhh. I’m cumming!”
Joe need hear nothing else to make it happen for him as a long
squirt came from his cock followed by two big wads of milky cum
that landed on his belly. He growled into the phone as his orgasm
subsided and hot cum still leaked from the tip.
“Ohh you came Joe! I wish I were there to suck it all up and
taste you.” She said as she began to cry putting the phone back
to her ear. “I miss you so much, tell me when you’re coming
home!”
Joe was breathing heavy into the receiver, still feeling the
pleasure of his masturbation.
“Ohh Friday my sweet, Friday. . . and much earlier than I
thought.”
“Really?”
“Yes, the government inspectors are hitching a ride with us to
the airport in Syracuse. They said they have one seat open on
their jet back to Hartford and Boston. They offered to bring me
in. They have to stop there anyway. I’ll be home by 6 o’clock.
Can you pick me up?”
“I’ll go to the airport NOW and wait for you if you wanted!”
“Selena, I love you and miss you so much. I hope we never have to
be apart like this again, but if we do it’s so good to know that
just the sounds of our voices can fill some void.”
“Don’t even think about being apart again!”
“Look, I’m a mess here, I shot all over my belly. I’ve got to
clean up and shower before I get back to the site. If I get any
more of these mid afternoon breaks I’ll call, but I’ll probably
be calling around 8 p.m. each night. I go to bed then and get up
at 3 for the 4 a.m. shift the rest of the week. Just 3 more
nights without you baby, and I’m home!”
“I’m a mess here too. I left a big wet spot on the bed myself. If
I don’t get going I’ll be sure to fall asleep and I can’t do
that. I have an oral review and opinion quiz tomorrow that I have
to cram for tonight.”
“Hearing you say oral and cram is making me hot again, haha.
Essy, I have to go. Selena, I love you more and more each second
we’re apart. I love you and I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”
“Goodnight, I love you!” Selena said hanging up.
After a refreshing shower and a bit of clean up Selena was at the
books like she said. A pot of coffee and a frozen dinner became
her break at 7:30 and she was just refilling her cup and throwing
away the microwaved residue of dinner when the door opened and
Lucy burst in. She ran in and hugged Selena from behind at the
sink.
“Oh roomie I’m sooo happy happy, joy joy!” She bubbled.
“Sounds like you had a nice date!”
“When I saw him I realized that he really did something for me.
He kissed me out front and went for a walk on the bike path. In
the tunnel that leads from Fifteenth up to the start of the path
he stopped and we necked for a minute telling me he couldn’t stop
thinking of me all the time he was away. Then we walked and
talked a long time. When we started up the hill towards Treachers
Park we realized how far we had went and started back. Once we
got near the bus line, we walked over and caught one back to
campus. He took me to his dorm and we ordered a pizza and began
to neck again. Before it got too far I decided you had a good
idea and told him I was REALLY interested in him and wanted to
make every effort to build a relationship. I promised him that I
wouldn’t see anyone else, and wished he would do the same until
we knew where we were headed. Then he did the strangest thing. He
looked at me with the deepest eyes and kissed me so hard and deep
I wanted to jump up and take off all my clothes. He said he knew
where he wanted the relationship to go, but he wanted to play a
game with me. So I thought it was going to be something to get me
into bed, all the while thinking, “typical guy head game”. Then
he said he wanted to play TRUTH. We could ask each other up to
two questions, but we had to tell the truth no matter how painful
or embarrassing it was. I was afraid, but said OK. He gave me the
option of going first or second. I thought about it and said I
would go first.” (pauses)
“Well, come on, what did you ask?” Selena badgered her
impatiently.
“I asked, “If your old girlfriend came to your door tonight and
said she wanted you back and was going to stay the night, what
would you say?”
“AWESOME QUESTION, knowing he was getting over a bad break-up!”
“He said he would turn her away, FOR SURE, whether or not if I
was in the picture or not. She had hurt him so bad and showed a
side he never knew of before. A person who said they loved you
wouldn’t use hate and spite so freely. He was SO SURE and
confidant of his answer, I know it was the truth.” Lucy said
smiling.
“So by now I figured what his question was. He must have heard
things, so I asked him my second question.
I asked “Suppose I told you that you could have your way with me
tonight if I answer your questions honestly and you never have to
see me again, would you do that instead of asking YOUR
questions.” He put a real sad face on and said, “No, when I make
love to you I want it to be on our terms, not mine or yours. You
already offered to remain true to me until we get to know each
other, so your answer makes no difference in my ultimate
intentions”. Selena I was floored! What a great guy!” Lucy said
with a huge red-faced smile.
“I guess I’m dense, WHAT WOULD BE HIS QUESTION TO YOU?” Selena
whined.
“He wanted to know if I was a lesbian or bi-sexual and ever had
affairs with women. I told him the truth and explained honestly,
like I did you, that I do it for the sexual feeling, the ease and
the fact no strings are attached. Then he asked his second
question. “If we become an item, would he ever have to ask the
first question again?” I told him, undoubtedly NO!”
“Lucy, Jeromy sounds like he’s all hung up on you, and you on
him. Is this what you want? Do you really think of him as THAT
special?” Selena queried.
“Selena, he IS that special. We are so much in tuned with so many
similar things. I’ve never had so many positive vibes from one
person so soon. On top of that he’s an awesome kisser and his
hands are so, . . . so, . . . I guess educated is the word. He
had me crazy tonight. If I stayed there one more minute, we would
have screwed for sure.”
“What stopped you?”
“Some of the things you said before, like not knowing each other
that well, and my wanting to change. He heard rumors that I might
be into girls and he pursued me anyway. He definitely is
interested. I didn’t need sex to convince him. I haven’t been
“made love to” by a guy for a long time. Just getting fucked
would have been the same old thing. The reason I went to girls
was that they made love and didn’t just try to pump me full of
cum. He knows I wanted him, and I know he wanted me. He’s
probably home taking care of himself right now, and I’m about to
take a long shower myself before I hit the books.” Lucy said with
a smirk.
“Lucy, I’m happy for you. When you guys are ready to go out with
another couple we will have to get together. Can I add one thing?
If this doesn’t work out, don’t get discouraged. Lots of guys
would be interested in dating you for you. You just have to sell
your self the right way.” Selena said with a smile while clasping
Lucy’s hand between hers.
A happy Lucy squeezed her hand and went to gather her bedclothes
and head to the shower.
The rest of that week went quietly as both girls settled into
their studies and spent the rest of their hours thinking of their
men. Lucy saw Jeromy each day that week if only for a quick lunch
between classes. They planned for the weekend, with Jeromy
driving to her away game on Saturday. She had to ride with the
team to the game but would be able to leave with her boyfriend.
She planned on keeping her promises to herself.
Selena bore down on her studies knowing the weekend would be
spent with Joe. They spoke each day the rest of the week, with
nervous anticipation of Friday’s reunion.
Joe had warned her that after being essentially away for almost a
month he would need to spend quite a bit of time working on his
stock business, letting her know that her expertise would be
greatly needed. In the meantime he was working hard to turn the
company reigns over at Johnson Construction. Having now secured a
foot in the door to government contracts he was prepared to bid
on 3 prospective projects of which any one would firmly float the
company to a point where an employee takeover would be
financially feasible. Joe was choosing to take one large nest egg
from the company and then leave it’s direction in the hands of
his lawyers who would transfer CEO responsibilities to the person
chosen by the employee stockholders. Joe would still carry the
largest portion of the stock until the company could be safely
set adrift. Employee ownership was always his fathers’ wish, but
Joe wanted to be sure the company remained successful as long as
it retained his family name and reputation. The ultimate and
final transfer of stocks and funds were probably a year or more
away, but Joe was quite intent on getting this finished. When he
and Selena called themselves “retired” he wanted to be that way,
with only stock portfolios to concern them.
Selena relished the thought of Joe retiring with she at his side.
When he began talking of big moves, like the transfer of the
construction company to the employees, she knew their dream was
not idle talk. By the time she turned 25 or 26 her commitment at
Wall Street Global would be through and her hopes for making a
difference in the financial world would hopefully be fulfilled.
Joe had made it clear that early retirement was on his mind and
he was serious. Financially he was all but set, but the nest egg
from Johnson Construction and / or selling his 49% interest would
ice the long term. Then when they combined her potential earnings
and the continued earnings from stocks there seemed no way they
would fail at their plan. Selena wanted so much for Joe to be
able rest easy in retirement, with her keeping him young. From
her perspective the only things over 40 on Joe were his knees and
his birth certificate. In spite of all the minus’s that people
could find in her loving an older man, she knew the pluses. First
and foremost on that list was that she loved him. There was
something so genuine in him that she was drawn in from the start.
She knew why other women had loved him, but she also knew why
some left and she wasn’t letting him fall into that trap. The
long haul was their intention and the first pieces of that puzzle
were falling into place further girding Joe’s dreams of the
future. Life as he envisioned it was coming together for him and
a woman half his age was helping him steer and cheer him on.
Chapter 26
Selena was happy that Joe’s homecoming Friday was a forgetful day
at Polytech. One class had been canceled altogether and another
was cut short when a professor was called out by the birth of a
grandchild. Classes had reached a review and study phase anyway
so Selena went through the day on an auto-pilot of sorts, her
little notes of the where and how to meet Joe at the airport
etched in her mind.
Joe was coming in on a government charter and not going through
the public terminal. She was to find the USPS Express Mail
Terminal and look for a door marked “Government Services
Flights”. There, with proper ID, she could enter a small waiting
area for Government sponsored charters. Since there was no
specific schedule, she only knew approximate times. Joe had told
her that the flight out of Syracuse would be about 6:00 p.m. and
landing about 30-40 minutes later.
After a little confusion and wrong turns on the airport campus
she arrived at the Mail Terminal and there was the inconspicuous
door she looked for. Upon showing ID to a Military security guard
she was let into a small room with 6 seats and a coffee maker.
Another woman waited in the same area.
After a few minutes of uncomfortable tension the other woman
spoke.
“Are you here for the jet from Syracuse?”
“Yes, I am.” Selena said, extending her hand, “My name is Selena”
“My husband is an inspector with the Army Corp of Engineers on
the Eisenhower Locks project. Are you waiting for someone on the
same project?”
“Yes, the site manager for the construction company.”
“Oh, are you Joe Johnson’s daughter? My husband has spoken highly
of him this week. He’s gotten the project done on time and gotten
my husband home a few days earlier, in time for a cruise we had
planned.”
Selena was mortified but just nodded and smiled. Nothing was
going to ruin the moment for her. She picked up a magazine from
the end table and read aloof of her comments and uninterested in
her presence.
Soon a man came into the room from the outside.
“Either of you waiting for the government charter to Hartford, or
are you both waiting for someone?” He asked.
“Both waiting.” The woman spoke up.
“Well, they’re in landing pattern. If you want to follow me you
can watch it land you can come with me.” He said as he held the
door open.
They walked through a small room, with what appeared to be radar
of some kind with a man with a headset in front of it, and
through another door that led to a glass kiosk of sorts.
“Wait here until they pass into the blue semi-circle.” He said as
he pointed to the designated area supposedly deemed safe by the
line.
A moment later they saw a small jet land and taxi to the far side
of the airport and out of their sight. After what seemed 10
minutes it slowly taxied up into sight.
The saw the door fold down and 3 men get out. One man shook hands
with both of the others and he alit back onto the jet. Another
man in a jump suit pushed a cart out and 3 bags were slid on and
wheeled back towards the waiting area. When Joe turned around it
was obvious that the time in Jamaica and the time he spent
outside on the project had done wonders for him. He was deep
tanned and his hair had lightened considerably, even hiding the
little gray he was usually showing. His bare arms rippled in the
evening sun. His winter body and color had been shed and he was
as handsome as Selena ever remembered. She grimaced as he limped
the first few steps but he quickly picked up his gait as he
looked for her.
The grins on each of their faces were glowing as their eyes met.
The other woman waiting said without thinking, “Your Dad is a
very handsome man.”
At that Selena could wait no longer and ran to meet Joe just as
he stepped inside the “safe” line. He dropped the briefcase he
was carrying as she literally jumped in his arms, wrapping her
legs around his waist. Their lips met and sparks flew as she held
onto Joe and he held her by the balls of her buttocks. Joe was
not in to such public displays but he had missed her so much he
didn’t care at this point. To have her lips on him and his hands
full of the ass he admired every time he saw her was nirvana. She
broke the kiss to say, “I love you” and dropped to her feet. She
picked up the briefcase he had set down and hooked her other arm
in his as he began to walk into the private terminal. When they
reached the other couple Joe introduced Selena as his fiancé.
“Selena, this is Jim Dorn and his wife, Donna, I believe he
said.”
“Yes, that’s right. I’m so sorry for my gaffe from earlier.”
Donna said.
“Gaffe?” Jim Dorn said as he shook her hand.
“I assumed Selena was Joe’s daughter, thinking Joe was around our
age, Jim.” Donna explained.
“He IS around your age, I just keep him young.” Selena said,
happy that she was able to fire a retaliatory strike from her
bow.
Side by side in the late low sun outside, you could have passed
Joe and Jim as father and son. Not that Jim was not good looking
in his own right, but Joe was well preserved. Donna herself was
an eye catching attractive woman who all but salivated when Joe
got off the jet.
“Jim wants to take us to dinner, Selena. We have a 7 o’clock
reservation at Del’s. OK?” Joe asked.
“Oh, how nice. That will be great!” She answered, masking her
disappointment, wanting to get Joe alone instead.
“Why that’s settled then.” Jim said. “We’ll meet you there in
about 20 minutes or so. It’s not that far. We can wait in the bar
and have a drink before dinner.”
After meeting the baggage cart and getting their things both
couples were off to their respective cars for the short trip to
Del’s Steakhouse.
Selena pulled her Mustang around and Joe loaded his things in and
got into the front seat.
“I know you wanted to be alone right away, but this guy will be a
great connection for us. He swings a lot of weight in the
awarding of contracts and he’s already put me on a list of
preferred on time under budget contractors. We’ll have plenty of
time for alone.” He said as he leaned over and kissed Selena
deeply running his hand up between her legs in her short shorts.
Selena sucked in a deep breath at being touched where she longed
to have Joe touch her.
“This better be worth the side trip Mr. Johnson, because I have a
few weeks of frustration and LOTS of honey to drip for you. That
blond bimbo who thought I was your daughter already told me how
handsome you were. She’s not an old conquest of yours, is she?”
Selena said, a little tongue in cheek.
“No, definitely not. Don’t be so defensive. You DO look awesome
in those little shorts and hardly the fiancé of some old bastard
like me.” Joe laughed.
“You are NOT an OLD bastard!” Selena sounded out as she swung the
Mustang onto the highway. “You are putting off the screwing of
your life, though.” She giggled.
“I’m sure I can make up for lost time later. Right now I’m hoping
Del’s lets you in wearing short shorts.” Joe wondered.
“I have a wrap-around skirt in the trunk for just such occasions.
I just wish your friends wife didn’t look at me like a bimbo,
that’s all that is bothering me.” Selena said.
“After talking for a few minutes I’m sure she’ll come to realize.
Don’t worry.” Joe comforted her.
Once at the restaurant and settled in with drinks the 4 seemed to
get along quite well, but Donna was talking down to Selena and
Joe noticed. It was time for him to come to the rescue.
“So, Donna, Jim tells me you like to dabble in the stock market.
You know THAT is my real passion. The construction business was
my Dad’s and I’ve been along for the ride from time to time with
it, but I usually let that business take care of itself. I’ve got
a good staff over there and I don’t get too involved, except in
emergencies like this and labor problems, things like that.” Joe
explained.
“Yes, I do like to dabble a bit in the markets. The new rules on
the Governments Thrift Savings plan allows you to move money
around in stocks you prefer, rather than what they use plan wide.
Overall, I’ve done pretty well.” Donna said proudly.
“Do you ever use Wall Street Global’s Big and Little Investor
Indices Forecasts?” He asked of her.
“I do. They really don’t cater to the individual investor but the
forecasts trends have worked for me. I don’t subscribe
personally, but the law office I work at has it.” Donna said with
a smile.
“Selena is going to work there after graduation next year.”
“Really? As an intern?”
“Not quite. They are paying her education at PolyTech and she
will be a member of the inner tank. One of them is eventually
retiring and she will take his place. Even I’m jealous of her on
that one.” Joe said proudly as he squeezed Selena’s hand.
“The inner tank? How close is that to The Five, as they always
refer to themselves in the Forecasts sheets.”
“The inner tank IS The Five. Selena here is a financial
wizardress.” Joe said proudly as Selena blushed.
“I thought The Five were retired Fortune 500.” Donna said
suspiciously
“No, not all. Actually just 3 are. However they all have won and
lost fortunes in the market and have learned dearly by their
mistakes and they use that experience to look for trends. Now
they’re going to put a mathematical trends thermometer into the
mix with me. When I was 14 I wrote a thesis to compete for a
scholarship. It was about the market and trends and my overall
interest as an outsider. It was reprinted in the WSJ and someone
in the tank noticed.” Selena began to explain.
“They did some investigating on her and found she was working at
a first or second year college level in mathematics at 14 and
encouraged her parents to move her forward with some after school
prep courses. When she did so well at that they had her retake
the SAT’s to confirm her scores and began to work on getting her
into Poly on their dime.” Joe finished.
“I am blessed and very lucky.” Selena said, blushing further as
she took Joes hand. “However, the luckiest break I had was
meeting Joe, here.”
“A. . . ummm. . . er. . . . the difference in ages? Isn’t that a
problem, if you don’t mind me asking?” Donna asked.
“Donna! That’s kind of personal.” Jim interjected.
“Not a problem, and a question most people think, but don’t ask.”
Selena said.
“Number one, I pursued Joe and it was at a time when the last
thing I needed was a boyfriend. But we have a certain connection,
probably because he was a prodigy as well. We are each others
soul mate.” She said as her adoring eyes took in Joe.
“Your spark together is palpable. I’m sure you’ll be very happy.”
Jim said.
The conversation was quickly changed to business and then
vacations as Joe and Selena told the Dorns all about Jamaica over
dinner. After a nightcap they bid each other adieu with Joe sure
he had cemented a relationship with Jim Dorn. That was paramount
in his mind; to be sure he got a serious look when Johnson
Construction bid on a government job.
“Why don’t you let me drive home, Essy? We’ve each had 2 drinks,
but I really am over 21 and . . . “Joe began.
“I know, I know. You’re right.” She gave in easily.
Joe pulled the Mustang out of the lot and onto the interstate as
they made small talk about things they had to catch up on,
business wise. Less than halfway home Joe eased off an exit and
onto the state highway.
“I have a feeling there’s a few too many troopers out here
tonight. I’ve seen 2 cars pulled over and I’ve had lights flashed
twice at me. I’ll bet it’s a prom weekend so I’ll just stay on
the back roads home. Any objections?” Joe asked.
“No, none. I’m sorry I’ve been quiet here for a second. I was
just thinking of how you stuck up for me with that Donna. I hate
being embarrassed like that, but she was worth it. She really
thought I was a bubble head.” Selena said leaning over the
console to hug Joe’s arm.
“I saw that and I didn’t like it either. Women are vicious to
other women. She probably thought she was the only successful
woman around who didn’t sleep her way into a job. I think you
aced her pretty good.” Joe chuckled.
“Thanks to you. Did I tell you how much I missed you?” she said
cutely.
“I believe you did, but you can tell me again when we get home.”
“If you pull over, I’ll tell you right now. I have this
overwhelming urge to kiss you.”
“You do? Maybe I should take advantage on that!” Joe said
sounding purposefully corny.
Just ahead he saw a small development and pulled the Mustang in.
There were 12 houses in a row and in the middle 5 were dark and
he parked in front on the one with a for sale sign on it. It was
after 10 o’clock and the neighborhood seemed deserted and quiet.
He switched off the lights as he parked and Selena sat up to lean
over to him, but he looked out the window intently at the homes,
saying “Wait! Watch for lights to come on or movement. Let’s see
if we were noticed.”
After a minute or so he turned to her and said, “It looks like we
found a quiet spot. Now about that urge to kiss me?”
Selena smiled as they embraced over the console and their lips
met. Deep kisses with lots of tongue were the only sounds in the
car as the lovers carried on. Selena turned in her seat and knelt
up and over Joe’s face necking deeply with him. He ran his hands
over her back and down over the globes of her ass, kneading the
fleshy orbs.
“God, I’ve missed you so much Selena Hanson. Let me take you home
and make love to you all night long.” Joe whispered to her.
“Ummmmmmmmmmmm please do. That sounds wonderful.” She said as she
felt one of Joes fingers snake up under her shorts to her pussy.
“OOOoooo! Does Joey want a little preview?”
“I just had to touch you and feel inside of you.” He said as he
began to saw his finger in and out of her slit.
She stiffened and shuddered at the intrusion and laid her head on
his shoulder, enjoying the feeling, silently for a few minutes
until she began to pitch and moan a bit.
“Oh God,” she squeaked. “I missed you so much. Even my toy
doesn’t compare with your touch, and you know how just how to
touch me.”
Joe felt her fingers dig into his arms as she came quickly under
his finger while she almost cried with happiness to have him in
her arms again.
“Oh Joey, you make me so happy.” She said as she slid a hand down
between his legs.
Through his pants she slid her fingers up and down his engorging
cock. She fumbled for his zipper and moved back a bit on her
seat, losing his finger in her as she did.
“I’m going to suck your pretty penis and make you cum for me.
Sorry, I can’t wait until we get home.” She said as he got eye to
eye with him holding his cock.
Joe smiled and pulled her face to his and drove his tongue deep
into her mouth. She thought about straddling him right then and
filling her pussy with him, but she wanted that at home while she
lay under him and he made beautiful love to her. Right now was
about lust and passion. She wanted to taste him and make him
happy, feel his orgasm splash in her mouth as he groaned in sweet
pleasure until he could take no more. She broke the kiss and
reset herself on the seat to bend over him. She put a hand on his
leg and the other on his other knee and dropped her open mouth
onto his cock top.
“Ohhhh!” they both groaned in unison, he at the warm sensation of
her mouth, she at the feral smell and taste of him she loved so.
She pressed her mouth down about halfway on him and sucked back
up squeezing tightly with the hollow of her mouth. She quickly
repeated the stroke and sucking squeeze, already tasting some on
his precum. He was indeed ready for her, missing her as much as
he did she. She kept her sucking mouth going over him with no
hands for only a minute or so before she knew he was going to cum
fast. She pulled her head back up to his face and whispered to
him.
“Shoot your cum into my mouth. Let me taste what I’ve been
missing. This is cum you made missing me so I should get it all.
I’m not going to stop and I’m not going to use my fingers. I love
you and I want your juice.” She said as she bent back and took
him in her mouth, continuing her former stroke.
Her gentle soft lips going over him and then the hollowed up
stroke created a different sensation that usual, but he was ready
to deliver what she wanted and soon. He began to puff heavily
through his mouth as his precum became more prevalent.
He felt the orgasm begin to throttle his insides as she kept her
pace in earnest.
With just a deep groan and growl he felt his seed coursing up his
cock. She felt him swell from base to corona and pushed her head
down to avoid gagging on the first splash. It filled her mouth
quickly as she swallowed as fast as he could, waiting for the
next surge. He came and came it seemed, as she swallowed two more
times before he settled down to an easy flow.
He involuntarily jerked a few times at her mouth making a
hiccough sound as he did
“Oh please Selena! Let it up, Oh God! So good, so good.” He
moaned and cried.
She lifted her head and smacked her lips swallowing a last time,
smiling as she looked to his face.
“Somebody missed me a lot! Your balls must have been hanging to
your knees, poor baby.” She said as she squeezed another drop
with her thumb and forefinger. She scooped it with her finger and
licked it off.
“Good to the last drop!” she giggled as he lay his head back in
exhaustion.
He reached a hand out and cradled her head and brought it to his
breast.
“I love you so much you take such good care of me. Let’s put
ourselves together here and get home. I’m going to make love to
you, fuck you into the middle of next week.” He promised.
“I hope I can last until I get home.” Selena said as she sunk
back into her seat and Joe put the car in gear and pulled away.
When he stopped to check traffic before pulling on to the state
highway he noticed her hand between her legs.
“Keeping that warm for me?” He asked with a big smile.
“We passed warm a while ago, it’s HOT now. The cum in my belly is
fuel for the furnace. You better get us home.” She whispered as
her pussy continued to throb under her hand over her shorts.
In a few minutes Joe was gliding the Mustang up his drive and
parking in front of the garage door. He got out forgetting about
the pain in his knees and rushed to open her door for her. She
extended her hand and let him help her out. He cuddled her to his
side and decided to take the stairs that led from the lower
garage area to the front porch, rather than go through the
garage.
“Why are we going in this way?” She asked as he unlocked the
front door.
“Rather then open the outside door, go past my car onto the
elevator and ride upstairs and then put you on the back of the
sofa so I can eat your pussy, this way I can carry over the
threshold and just set you down on the back of the sofa and eat
your pussy.” He whispered sexily.
“Mmmmmm, you’re working on style points now.” She said as he
whisked her off her feet and carried her in, kicking the door
shut.
As he said he laid her onto the wide back of the sofa, glad she
had gotten rid of the wrap around before getting in the car at
Del’s. He unsnapped her shorts and pulled the zip down and
gripped the tiny legs of the garment and pulled down as she
lifted. From fingering her earlier he knew she wore no underwear
tonight as her smooth pussy looked at him in the moonlight.
Without hesitation he bent and opened his whole mouth over her
slot, closing until he had but her clit between his lips. He
sucked and nipped at it for a moment and then ran his tongue up
and down the entire length of her opening, then sucking and
playfully chewing at each wing. While she writhed under his mouth
he drove his tongue as far inside her as he could over and over,
always ending with a glide over her clit. Her head reeled as tiny
orgasms shot through her while an obvious big bubble of one rose
within her. She began to huff and puff as the big one got near
and she felt his middle finger collecting juices as they ran from
her. She knew what was coming.
As her hands frantically grabbed her breasts to squeeze her
nipples she went over the top, catching her breath hard. As she
held herself stiff for her orgasm she felt his wet middle finger
go up her asshole and into her very being.
“A A A A H H H H hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh . . . . Y E E E eeeeeeeee .
. .
G N N T T T” She wailed like a stuck animal as he sawed his
finger within her and assaulted her clit with nips and sucks. She
was sure she would flood his face with a splash but her fluids
just ran from her as she lost control over her orgasm, distracted
by his rear entry pleasures. Having waited until she let loose
with her spasm to impale her, his digital entry was painless with
no resistance.
She was now reeling in her orgasm and trying to get a breath as
she squeezed her legs to thwart from further assault on her
sensitivities. Joe sensed she could take no more and lifted her
face from her sweetness as she pushed his finger from her rear.
His face removed, she slammed her legs shut and growled deeply to
get a full breath, followed by deep breaths to revive herself
from the wrenching spasms.
Joe picked her off the wide back of the sofa and carried her to
the bedroom as she tried to relax and curl into his arms. As he
laid her on the bed he pulled her crew shirt over her head as she
still reeled from the pleasure of his mouth. She watched him
quickly unbutton his shirt and pull his tie over his head. He
stepped out of his pants, his cock still out of the pocket of his
briefs from the earlier sucking she had given him. He shucked his
briefs off, his cock revived from his passionate play with her.
He stepped to the bed and took her feet and pulled her butt to
the edge of the bed. Putting her legs on either side of his neck
he positioned his cock to her pussy and, bracing his knees on the
edge of the bed, impaled her pussy in one long wet stroke. He
pumped her hard for a few strokes and then stopped abruptly. He
scooped her up and walked her onto the bed with his knees and
fell on her, total body to total body. His cock still wedged in
her tight pussy he rotated his hips for friction as he felt every
inch of her warmth against him. He showered her neck with kisses
finally settling on the back of her neck where he lathered her
with his tongue and bit her with a teenage hickey as he picked up
his head and moved to the other side of her head and put his
tongue in her ear, licking and probing. He picked himself up a
bit to get more stroke action in her pussy but he saw her breasts
and went for them, crazy with passion. He sucked hard and bit at
her nipples and then the breast flesh around them, still rutting
on her vibrating body. Selena was in a constant spasm, it seemed,
crying out his name and calling for him to fuck her.
Joe finally felt his orgasm building deep within him and he knelt
up, barely missing a stroke and took her left leg and passed it
over in front of him pressing it to her other, leaving her bent
on her side for him to plow and he did.
“GIVE ME YOUR CUM, SLAM ME, FUCK ME JOE!!!” Selena cried out, as
her words were accented by his charges at her. The slap of their
moist flesh together rang out in the room as a grunt and groan
from Joe came from deep within him as his cum began to shoot into
her, he pumping her like a crazed animal. He quickly slowed to an
almost stop before pounding at her one more time and holding
himself deep within her, he squeezing the last cum from his
balls. He stayed in that position as she vibrated and moved on
the bed in front of him, both speechless. He fell back to his
haunches removing himself from her and then fell forward on the
bed. Selena rolled to his side and they fell asleep breathless,
worn from their lovemaking.
At one point during the night Joe had to get up to pee and
noticed he had pajama bottoms on and Selena was in a teddy. He
wondered how “out of it” he was that she was able to dress and
cover him without waking him. He spent little time thinking as he
quickly went out back into his exhaustive sleep.
Light crept into Joe’s eyes as he became aware of morning and the
sun in the room. He felt Selena’s warm form beside him and tried
to move slowly as not to wake her but as he sought out her face
she was smiling and fresh, obviously up for a while.
“Good morning sleepyhead! Losing all that stress from the job and
all that animal sex really knocked you out. I let you sleep.” She
said.
“Wow, I was out! How did you dress me? Uhh, what time is it?
Godddd, you smell nice!” Joe said peppering her with his
thoughts.
“You WERE out and little Joey was leaking even after you fell
asleep so I pulled your pj bottoms on and covered you. It’s
eleven, and I’ve already showered. I have coffee on and breakfast
in the oven. Why don’t you get in the shower and come out and eat
and I’ll tell you the day I have planned for you.” She said
pulling the sheet and blanket off him.
“Ohhh Essy, I have a lot of catching up to do I don’t know if . .
. “ He began apologetically.
“I have everything under control. I have the plan for catching up
and I’ll be there to help out, just like I’ll do when we get
married.” She said happily.
“You do, huh? Why don’t you fill me in.”
“Only if you get up and head to the shower. Let me go out and
check the oven and I’ll be back and talk while you clean up.” She
said as she pulled him to his feet and aimed him toward the bath.
Joe staggered into the bath and dropped his bottoms and stood
before the toilet and let fly a long hard stream. He finished and
turned on the shower and was stepping in when Selena came back
in.
“Oooo, I love those buns of yours! I’m almost tempted to get in
there with you, but you want to get busy and we have time for
that later. So here’s the plan.
I have last Sunday’s papers for you to peruse and do your regular
thing with. When you finish your notes I have the weeks prices
and you can see how you might have done and where you still might
want to play. Then I have your whole portfolio graphed out for
you to see and we can make some sells this afternoon.” Selena
said very business like while sitting and watching him wash.
“Graphed out, huh? Somebody’s been talking with Slim Beepo
(Chielm Beupour). He’s got that graphing program on the Japanese
market mainframe and it runs a 100 stocks in about 15 seconds.”
Joe mused.
“Yes, I guess I can’t keep secrets from you. By the way, Slim
says when he comes to America he’ll steal me away. Seriously, he
was very helpful when I called him for ideas for you to catch
up.” She kidded.
“If we do all this today, tomorrow I should be caught up, pretty
much.” Joe thought out loud.
“That’s the plan. Your portfolio is back around noon today. The
broker said the telex’s almost buried him; you have so many
attached to each stock and index. He said watching your portfolio
is almost a full time job. I reminded him it WAS your full time
job.” She said with an emphatic laugh.
“I’ll have to get a list of all the buys and sells he did. I’ll
ask him for that on Monday.” He said through the steam of the
shower.
“It’s on the breakfast table waiting for you.” She said proud of
her efficiency.
“I’ve already asked you to marry me, right?” He said with an
amazed chuckle.
“Yes, you have and I called “No Changies” on it too.” She laughed
back.
“Don’t worry. I’d marry you this afternoon if you want.”
“Sorry, that time has been scheduled for your portfolio. But
another time, OK? Looks like you’re almost done. I’m going out to
check on breakfast. Come out when you’re ready, I’m pouring
coffee.”
“I love youuuuuuu” He said as she was closing the door.
“I guessed that from last night, and I didn’t leave you any doubt
either, did I?”
“Uh, NO!” she heard as she left the bath and headed to serve up
his favorite breakfast, now brunch.
Farmer breakfast was a baked casserole of egg, potato, cheese,
sausage and bacon that Joe’s Mom had made. He still had the
recipe card around and said he made it when he had a lot of
company, which was rare. She remembered him telling her mother
about it and how he missed it. As he entered the kitchen the
smell was unmistakable to him.
“Awwww, you are so sweet! I DID ask you to marry me, right?
Hahahaha.”
“All for you Joey! You sit and I’ll serve. Don’t expect me to
wait on you like this all the time, but I want to welcome you
home.” Selena said holding his chair out for him.
Joes coffee and special breakfast put him in the mood of a Sunday
and it made it easy to just hit the living room sofa with his
papers and legal pad. With a little classical music playing in
the background he pored through his Sunday papers on the sofa
while Selena read through a week of editorials in the weeks Wall
Street Journals. Schoolwork would take a back seat for a few
days, although she was confident that her studies were caught up
as exams approached.
His dedication to his routine was commendable, but sitting in
that same position for almost 2 hours took a toll on his knees as
they finally cried out to be stretched.
When he went to get to his feet Selena turned from her position
on the floor and saw him struggle and jumped to her feet to help
him.
“That’s it little girl help your grandpa get up.” He said
disgustedly. “Are you sure you want to spend your life with an
old crippled bastard like me?”
“How many times have I told you to stop calling yourself that?
You know that if you don’t use them they’re going to be stiff.
The man who made love to me into the night last night was no
cripple, and DON’T tell me not to help you. I love you and will
do anything for you. Wouldn’t you do the same for me?” Selena
scolded.
“Of course I would, but a sweet thing like you is supposed to be
defenseless and needy.” Joe said knowing right away there would
be repercussions.
Selena reached out and grabbed him by his balls.
“Do you think these give you the right to be a chauvinist?”
“I just resent that you have to help me. I’m supposed to be the
strong one.”
“You ARE the strong one! You just have bad knees. Deal with it!
It makes no difference in how much I love you. I love you bad
knees, or bad whatever. But, . . .ummmma . . . I DO like these
balls, now that I’ve got a hold of them.” She said as her grip
went to a fondle and she kissed him.
“If we start this now, we may never get the rest of our work
done.”
“I hate when you’re right.” She said as she let go of him. “But I
have a date with the “boys” later.”
“How am I supposed to function thinking about THAT?”
“Think about your knees.” She giggled impishly.
“Touché.” He said as he hobbled a few steps and stretched again
before walking with a more normal gait to the kitchen to get
drinks for both of them.
They both assumed their positions on and in front of the sofa as
they finished their “work” before Joe went to the back office for
a calculator. When he returned Selena was gone.
“Essy?” He called
“I’m unpacking your cases in the bedroom. Keep working, I’ll be
out soon.” She called back.
In the span of 20 minutes Joe completed his notes from the
previous week and did his calculations and had moves to make for
the opening of the overseas markets later Saturday evening.
“Essy? You want some help?” He said as he began to get up, his
knees denying him a smooth transfer to his feet.
“NO! You stay there! I’m on my way in.” She said with a bit of
mystery causing Joe to sit back and wonder what was up.
With a bottle of ice cradled champagne in one hand and two
glasses in the other she entered the room. However it was what
she wore that had Joe’s attention.
She wore no top with a peach colored choker around her neck and
peach colored crotchless leotard on besides. She was in a word
delicious and very much alluring.
“Wow, wow and WOW!” were the only words Joe could speak.
Selena kept a sexy smile on her face as she came to the front of
the sofa and knelt in front of Joe.
“I’ve missed you so much and did everything I could last night to
show you, and you did a pretty good job of showing me too. But, I
obviously planned something special for you tonight, with this
outfit. Do you mind?” She asked coyly.
“Selena, anything you do tells me you love me, and you look
fucking incredible.”
“Make yourself busy and open the bubbly.” She said handing him
the champagne cradle and putting the two glasses on the end
table.
As Joe took the towel from around the bottle to shield the splash
from the cork, Selena reached right into the crotch slash of his
pajama bottoms.
“HEY, what are you doing?” Joe said startled.
“Open the champagne honey.” She said calmly as she reached below
his penis and fondled his balls gently.
“Scootch up a bit to the front of the sofa.” She ordered him,
just as the bottle popped.
She took the bottle and poured two glasses, set the bottle down
and put her hand back into his pj bottoms. She pushed the
material back getting all of his cock and balls out of the slot.
She gently massaged his balls with one hand and picked up her
glass with the other and looked him in the eye, winking.
“Cheers!” She said, draining her glass. She set it down and
poured herself full and then backed up a bit and bent, now
holding his cock in her hand. She looked like she was going to
put it in her mouth, but she bent it towards his belly and gave
his ball sack a kiss. Her eyes caught his and she smiled as she
kissed him there again. She held the sack in her hand and turned
one ball toward her mouth and she opened to suck the whole thing
in. Joe sighed heavily as she swished her tongue over the tender
round testicle and pulled it from her mouth. She repeated the
same thing with the other side and then took his cock in her hand
and she stroked it up and down. Again she bent as if to take him
in her mouth, but she kissed his ball sack again and then
continued to mouth each ball, tonguing them thoroughly. She then
took her champagne glass and brought it under him and dunked his
sack in the glass before she took the whole sack in her mouth.
“Mmmmmmmm, very tasty, very sexy.” She said teasingly to him.
Joe was obviously very aroused by her play and breathing heavily
while his cock throbbed awaiting her mouth. He went to reach for
it and squeeze it, but she pushed his hand away.
“Unt-uhh” she hummed with a mouthful of one of his balls, just
before giving it up.
“That cock is mine and I want it big, fat and throbbing when it
goes into my pussy. Speaking of my pussy, it’s getting pretty
wet. If I serve it to you up there do you think you could get
some of that wetness moved inside to make sure that red monster
will s-q-u-e-e-z-e up inside me?” She growled in a teasing
whisper.
Joe sighed heavily through his nose looking in to her teasing
eyes.
“Bring it here, I’ll get you so wet you’ll have tides.”
Selena took a last suck at one of his balls and let it slip from
her mouth. She drained her second glass of bubbly and stood up.
She bent over Joe and took his cock into her fingers and brought
it to her lips and kissed it quickly, teasing Joe.
She stepped onto the sofa and straddled Joe bringing her pussy,
well on display in her crotchless leotard, to his face. She
pinched the hood of her clit and pulled back a bit pulling her
slit up to his face with a roll of her hips. Joe’s tongue cut a
wide swath between her engorged lips and then sunk as deep as he
could into her before licking to the top, flicking her clit. He
continued and repeated the same tongue moves while she cooed and
gasped with pleasure. She was sure to cum in no time, but she
wanted him inside for that. Her knees and legs trembled as he was
bringing her close. She had to give up his tongue.
“OoooooooooAhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” She growled with a sinister giggle
as she pulled her pussy reluctantly from Joe’s face. She backed
up a step on the sofa and looked back at his hard red penis, all
shiny and raging, and began to squat to fit her self over it. She
reached a hand out for him to take as she steadied herself and
her nether lips found his sex peg.
“AAAWWWWRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGHHH!” she cried as she sank onto him as
Joe pushed up to her and rolled his eyes to the back of his head.
“Your pussy is so HOT!! AHHHHHHHH!” grunted through gritted teeth
as she settled all the way on him.
She was ready to cum already as she tried to compose herself as
she grew accustom to her impalement.
“Oh my God!” she cried with a smile and a tear as she locked eyes
with Joe. “You feel bigger than ever, like you’re up to my
throat!”
Joe was speechless as he bathed in the velvet warmth of he
clenching pussy, eyes closed and breathing like a marathoner.
Selena fell forward, not able to concentrate on squatting over
him for now, keeping him buried inside her as she hugged his
neck.
“Last night was passion in the car.” She said whispering
breathlessly. “Then you made the sweetest love to me when we got
home. Today I wanted to treat us to naughty, naughty sex. I
planned on giving you my hiney this afternoon but,” she said
pausing to still catch her breath, “I wasn’t on schedule this
morning, nothing happened. I was too excited waiting for you and
I skipped lunch and then ate the big dinner and something is off.
I’m sorry for that, but this is awesome.”
Joe was so excited he could barely speak. His cock felt a feeling
he had never experienced as he felt she was molded to every
molecule of him. Whenever she moved he felt a vibration. He had
never experienced all that teasing while never touching himself,
or being stroked or sucked. It was like there was an extra liter
of blood in the shaft.
“You may have wanted this to be naughty when you used your mouth
on my balls, but this is passion.” He said as he lifted her a bit
and sucked a nipple from her breast into his mouth.
Hanging in his face her breasts were still perfect, but now
pendulous. Standing they were like large scoops of ice cream with
cherry’s on top, but sitting over him they invited his mouth even
more. He switched his mouth to the other boob before she pulled
away to sit back onto him, reaching for his hands for leverage.
He held his hands up from the elbows and she rested her weight on
them and lifted her butt from his cock and began to pump her hips
on him.
They were only connected at the hands and genitals and the
sensation of being one was sensational for both. Joe watched her
face go from intent concentration to white and trembling as
orgasm began to envelop her. Her ass still pumped on him but in
somewhat an uncontrolled erratic manner. Her eyes rolled in the
back of her head as she strained to keep the spasm without
stopping the milking action of her pussy on him. Her fingers dug
hard into his hands as she grit her teeth and closed her eyes
waiting for it to pass and another to build. She barked out a
large breath as it did and slammed hard on him a few times before
she began to lose control again. Her fingers were digging into
him again when Joe felt the lid blowing from his load.
“I’M GONNA CUM! . . . CUM! . . . .CUM! . . . .EEEAAAAAHHHH!” He
wailed as his cum felt like bullets firing from a gun filling her
with his seed.
“I can FEEL you popping in me!! FUCK, FUCCCCKKK!” She wailed as
her strength was all but tapped. She wanted to slam down on him
and bury him in her but her foot slipped from the sofa causing
her to stand or fall back, choosing to stand, and then fall to
her knees in front of him. A river of cum began to run from her
as she reached for the towel from the champagne bottle and held
it over the opening in her leotard to catch his load. She fell
forward in exhaustion, resting her head on his thigh as she
panted.
Joe was still breathless as he flexed his cock, still feeling the
vibrations of his orgasm. Selena saw his member jump and ooze a
bit more cum and the temptation she resisted before to put it in
her mouth was no longer possible. She brought her lips to the
plum of his cock and wrapped them around it, sucking the last
bits of cum from him, filling him with sensations he could barely
stand.
“Gentle, Essy, gentle, I’m SOOO sensitive.” He whispered as she
heeded his words, gave him a last lick and then kissed it a last
time before giving it up.
Selena readjusted the towel betweens her legs and turned around
on her knees lying back with her head on the sofa looking up at
Joe. Their eyes met and Joe shook his head in disbelief.
“You are the most passionate lover I have ever known. No woman
has ever loved me as much as you, and I could love no thing in
this world as much as you. Your passion for me, to make me happy
is beyond my understanding. I hope you know that there is nothing
I would not do to make you happy.” Joe said in answer to her
adoring look.
“Just be in love with me, is all I ask, want or need.” She
sighed.
“That I will promise forever.” He said as he petted her golden
hair.
“Do you like it when I get naughty for you? It makes me feel like
I’m serving my love on a platter for you, for you to revel in,
enjoy, and use for fuel to love me back. I use my imagination so
you’ll use yours with me. Sucking on your balls was fun, just
knowing that all the cum in them would be in my pussy, in my
mouth later, it gave me shivers.” She said in a whispered swoon.
“You don’t have to be naughty for me to love you back, you know.
I love you unconditionally.” He whispered.
“I want to be naughty for you. I like doing things that no other
person will ever experience with me, because I do them for you
only.” She said as she twirled and stood up.
“I’ve got to go clean up all the cum you shot into me, you
naughty boy.” She said with a sexy grin.
She took two steps and turned to look at Joe watching her ass
swivel its way back and forth in her peach leotard.
“You DO like the naughty things don’t you?” she said as she moved
the towel away and sunk her middle finger up her pussy and pulled
it out and sucked it clean. “I know I do.”
Moments later Joe heard the sprinkle of water from the bidet as
she cleaned herself. What did he do to deserve such a sexual,
smart, loving, passionate woman? She would do anything to turn
him on, excite him in any way.
He made his way to his feet and limped a few steps towards the
bathroom himself before getting his steadiness.
The peach leotard was on the floor as Joe walked in and there she
was facing the wall, both hands in her pussy with the water
rinsing her clean as she straddled the bidet.
“No man could look at that beautiful bottom and say he ever saw a
shapelier one.” Joe said as he walked to her and gave her a love
pat there.
She turned her head and smiled at him. “It’s only for you. . .
My God, you filled me with cum. It’s still running out!”
“You drive me crazy, that’s why. But, I think you’ve killed the
poor little guy for the day.” Looking down at his shrunken penis,
hiding behind its foreskin.
“Really? That’s too bad. I’m feeling the urge coming on that I
missed this morning. By bedtime tonight I may be ready for a
go-round back there.” She said teasing him.
“I could make exceptions if you could get me aroused.” He said
smugly.
“I think I could handle that.” She said smiling wickedly.
He bent and kissed her naked back and whispered, “I’ve told you
that statues get erections when you walk by. I would be no
exception.”
Joe stepped to the shower and shucked his pajama bottoms, the
crotch soaked with cum and pussy juice, and turned on the water.
He carefully stepped in and let the spray run over his genitals
as he peeled back the skin and rinsed his cock. He quickly turned
off the water and got out, grabbing a towel to wrap around him.
She was just drying herself and asked him to close the door on
his way out. She needed the toilet.
After cleaning themselves up from a late afternoon romp they were
both starving.
“I was planning on making a special dinner for you tonight, but
then there’s clean-up and all that. Can we go out?” Selena said
meeting him of the sofa.
“Hmmmmm, we shouldn’t. You’ve had a couple glasses of bubbly and
I just poured another for each of us. Besides we had a big dinner
out last night. Let’s just order some creative delivery food. No
pizza or Chinese, I promise.” Joe suggested.
“Hmmm, I know what I want to eat already.” Selena said with a pat
to Joe’s middle.
“THAT little diner is closed for a bit young lady. Am I going to
have to spank you to get the naughtiness out?” Joe kidded.
“No SIR,” she feigned. “I’ll be good, . . but I’ll be better
later.” She quipped.
After finishing champagne and falling asleep in each others arms
on the sofa, they were awoken by the ring of the deliveryman.
They ate a light dinner of grilled seafood from a local Bar-B-Que
Hut and then took a walk outside of Joe’s place, taking a path on
his property into the small wooded area behind him. There were
two other developments on either side of the area, but this
wooded parcel was mostly rock underneath and Joe had purchased it
to make sure it was not developed. It wasn’t exactly wilderness,
but it was private. Joe had the outside bounds fenced after
hunters used the small parcel to hunt wild turkey that took
refuge there.
“We should come out here sometime to make love.” Selena said as
she hugged his arm on their walk.
“Oh? Feeling adventurous are you? I’ll warn you that it gets
buggy at night and during the day if someone really wanted to spy
with binoculars, most of the area could be seen. Plus, kids do
jump the fence and play. I find tree houses and forts on occasion
and I’m not exactly chasing them out of here. I’m an easy
neighbor to get along with, it’s just the hunters I want out.”
Joe explained.
“I bet in the summer when it’s really grown in we could find a
private spot, maybe early in the day.” Selena thought aloud.
“We can make love anywhere you like, as long as I’m with you.”
Joe said stopping to tip her lips to his and kiss.
“I want you right now, but I can wait until we get back and
shower. I want something “special“ tonight. I’ve dodged my
studying all weekend and tomorrow I’ll have to get back to the
dorm to avoid your temptation. A special night and early to sleep
will make getting up early and going back easier. Just knowing
you’re home will make it easier than the last two weeks. I did
some crazy things to get through the time and over missing you.”
Selena admitted.
“Really? Like what?” He inquired.
“Let me tell you some other time. I want to get back and shower
for you. I’m sure your boredom at night got to you as well.” She
said as they turned around and headed back.
“For sure. A lot of crazy thoughts and scenarios go through your
head. Self abuse is sometimes the only sanity and you feel guilty
later.” Joe conceded.
Once back at the house Selena helped Joe pick up and straighten
up and then she pinned him in the sofa.
“I’m going to get in the shower and make myself all nice and
fresh and clean for you. Meet me in the bedroom in a while? I
want you in a special way and we can fall asleep in each others
exhausted arms. Do we have a date?” She whispered coyly.
“How can I refuse? When I meet you in the bedroom are you going
to be the naughty Selena?” Joe asked with a squeeze to her ass.
“Mmmmmmmmmmmm Yes, the naughtiest, and I have something else
special to wear for you as well as another surprise.” She said as
she got up and sashayed her hips as she walked towards the bath
and bedroom.
Joe wondered what else she might have up her sleeve in her
welcome home weekend for him. He was happy she always wanted him,
because he certainly always wanted her. She was as insatiable now
as when they were in Jamaica. Her little outfit earlier was
obviously a Fredericks of Hollywood purchase and he wondered what
else she had bought to please him and spice things up (not that
they needed spicing).
As he sat and pondered with anticipation what her means of
motivation was going to be, she stuck her head around the corner.
“This is all because I love you, you know. Missing you was so
hard. Making you happy makes me happy, and that’s what it’s all
for.” She said with an impish grin.
Joe was going to comment but she disappeared quickly back into
the bath. He stood and was about to go into the bath with her
when he heard the water begin to run and he decided to let her
shower and surprise him, like she planned.
He went into the bedroom and stripped off his t-shirt and shorts
and laid back into the bed and stretched. Despite his arthritic
knees, he still felt good for his 40 years and he knew he looked
good. Propositions made to him while on the job were certainly no
problem if he wanted to screw around. One young female
apprentice, who mostly coordinated the moving of heavy equipment
and traffic, let it be known she was interested in having Joe for
a partner more than once. When her hints came to a grab he
finally had to sit her down and tell her about fraternization
rules. There was a time when the deep tanned shapely rugged
brunette would have sent him reeling, but Selena had become
everything in a woman he could want or handle.
Moments later the door opened and Selena came out in her sheer
long black dressing gown. It was one of the first intimate items
Joe had bought for her and she wore it often, saying it made her
feel sexy. Where she usually was nude under it, it was obvious
there was more to her outfit tonight. Smiling proudly she came
into the room and came right to the side of the bed and sat
beside Joe. She bent and kissed his lips until it turned into a
long tonguing kiss as one hand went to his cock. She broke the
kiss and looked at him on the bed, still holding him in her hand.
“Such a pretty cock, I love to make him happy.” She said smiling
sexy. “I have something special for him tonight to make me feel
so full and you so much a part of me. You can guess what that is,
can’t you?”
“Oh, I have a pretty good idea as you can tell from the reaction
you’re getting down there.” Joe answered nervously.
“ If you can get my little hiney hole all stretched out to take
this big cock, I would love to feel you push him up into me, fill
me up. Then, if you fuck my bottom just right, I’ll bet you can
make me squirt in ecstasy while you pump your cum into me. Would
you like to fuck my bottom?” She whispered.
“You have to ask? As long as I know I’m not hurting you, you know
I love to take you there. It’s so private, so personal and where
I know no other has or will go. God, I can’t believe how sexy you
are, how much you love me. I want you in every way. Let me see
how you’ve dressed for me.” Joe said anxiously.
Selena stood and opened her black sheer gown that hid what Joe
thought he could see. As the gown fell off her shoulders she
stood in bright red garters and stockings. On the right side of
the garter was a little loop holster where a vibrator was slid
in. It caught Joe’s eyes right away.
“What’s this?” he asked smiling.
“Oh, a little toy I found at Fredericks. It’s supposed to be a
massager for your neck and shoulders, but I bet it seen more
pussies and little hineys than necks or shoulders.” She said,
finishing with a little growl.
“You are the naughty Selena. What did you do with the innocent
little girl who sold me newspapers?” He said with a laugh.
“She grew up and learned how to love her man.” She said as she
knelt on the side of the bed and bent to kiss his penis. “And her
man showed her how to feel like a woman, a woman in love.”
Joe could wait no longer to get at her and reached for one of her
feet and began to bring it towards his face. She figured out what
he was doing and crow-hopped astride him, her pussy in his face.
Before she could tease and lower herself to his mouth Joe bent
his neck up and buried his face in her slit. She grasped his
penis tightly and put her head down to his balls and kissed them,
then sucked one in. It was something she rarely did, but this
afternoons escapade gave her a new fondness for them. Once the
initial response of having her pussy kissed had passed she raised
her head and took the head of his penis in her mouth and lolled
the head, drooling over the shaft as she stroked him up and down.
The intensity of his mouth and tongue on her clit was too intense
and she craned her neck up and off his penis as if to crow. As
Joe licked her more intensely, his nose went near her little
wrinkled private hole and he sensed a berry smell. Curious, he
licked up her perineum to her little “hiney” as she referred to
it often and ran a tongue over it, taking her breath away.
“Ooooo the naughty Selena has strawberry lube on her bottom.” Joe
crowed.
“HEE HEE GNNNT HAHA hahaha!” she exuded in a combined shudder and
giggle at the pleasure she felt on her rear. “There’s plenty on
the inside too!”
Joe drove his tongue as deep as he could at her little notch at
hearing those words as she dropped her mouth over him again.
Luckily for Joe she was not able to keep a good rhythm on him
with her mouth. If she had he would not have lasted.
Joe didn’t mind the tinge of bitterness from licking her little
wrinkle, but the strawberry flavor made it that much more
pleasant as she reeled and writhed over him. He loved making her
feel that way. As he pulled his tongue from her ass he saw it was
dilated and pop shut, then open as if to kiss him back
He grinned to himself and licked his way down to her pussy again
as she began to drip in anxious ecstasy. She seemed to feel more
firm, almost hard hear her clit and around her upper pubis. He
was sure that she would shoot tonight. She usually used fingers
while he was in her bottom and everything always seemed to be
touching just right to make her go off. He was sure she
anticipated that now, as her mouth on his cock was just sloppy
licking and re-sucking up her own saliva.
She was unable to concentrate on him, although she wanted to.
Joe slid the little vibrator from its stay at her hip as he kept
licking her, being careful not to bring her too close yet. He
shifted his arm under her and brought it from under her thigh and
rubbed the tip of the slender toy at her perineum to gather some
of his saliva and put the tip at her bottom home. She stopped her
mouth play on him abruptly, and he spoke to comfort her.
“Relax and let it happen. If you tense up things may not work.
You know I’ll be slow and gentle.” He whispered s he wet back to
kiss her labia and around her clit, as he slowly brushed the tip
over her again dilated little hole. He just insinuated the tip
with a bit of pressure as he twisted it and it went in just about
an inch or less, and then he let up and brushed the tip over the
hole again and again.
Once again he pushed and twisted a bit and a bit more went in
causing her to start. Once assured it wasn’t painful he let a bit
more in as she was just arching her back, her mouth off of him,
and holding his cock tightly.
“OOOOoooooo!” she crooned as about 3 inches was in her and he
held it there, licking directly on her clit. When she bore down
to get more of his tongue, he let the 3 final inches into her
butt and held it there.
She writhed in good and new feelings and swore it didn’t hurt
beyond mild discomfort as she became accustomed to it. He
surprised hr by holding the vibrator fast and turning the end,
starting the vibrations it was made to induce.
“NeeeeeeeeeeeAyyyy.” She shivered as the hairs on her back stood
and the back of her thighs turned to chicken skin.
“Like that, huh?”
“Oh God Joey!” she squeaked back.
Holding the toy in her he reached and began to move her leg over
his head as he slid from under her and she scooted up on the bed,
still with her butt in the air and he holding the toy in her. He
knelt behind her and started moving the vibe in and out, just a
few inches at a time, but still a definite cadence to it. She
slowly lowered her head to the bed and rested it on her crossed
hands as she hummed her pleasure. On one particularly long
out-stroke, he pushed his rock hard cock to her pussy and slid
in, causing her to start up to her elbows.
“Oh God, you’re filling me both at the same . . . “ She started
but couldn’t finish as Joe pushed and pulled alternately with his
cock and the slender toy in her ass.
As Joe looked over Selena, on her knees and shoulders on the bed,
in her red garters and red stockings, he could see she was
cumming quietly. Her face was white and the body that rolled with
his alternate strokes was now stiffened. As her spasm subsided he
saw her back relax.
“Uhhh Goddd babeeeeeeeeeeeeee!” she moaned. “I never thought or
considered being full both ends.” She almost seemed to cry as she
wailed out.
Her cry spurred Joe on as he held the vibrator deep in her and
pumped hard at her pussy. He was going to be happy to cum this
way and finish, but she had other ideas.
“Let me breathe Joey, Let me up. LET ME UP!” She cried out as Joe
came to an abrupt halt.
He saw her puffing hard as he slid the vibrator from her cute
little hole. As he did he saw a tube stuffed in the side of her
stocking. It was the strawberry lube gel. He slipped it from her
stocking as he fell from her pussy. She extended her arms out
straight and repositioned her knees to prop herself up a bit
more. He knew what she wanted.
As he squeezed out a line of the gel in his fingers and applied
it to the head of his hard-on while his other thumb wiped back
and forth over her dilated little hole as her breath caught
several times anticipating being filled with him. The sexual
tension in the room was palpable as each of them was somewhat
crazed over what was about to happen. While hurting Selena was
the last thing on his mind, the initial pain of his rear
intrusion was what she craved as it would serve as the flinted
spark to an orgasmic high she had felt but a few times. Her
sensations caused her mind to reel and look down at herself in
this state and think “sexually crazed” from a third person
vantage point.
The plum of Joe’s cock head was coated like a birthday cake with
the red gel lube he had applied. He took the excess on his
fingers and wiped it over her open little butt hole that his
other hand had kept soft, not letting her clench it pulpy hard
shut.
Wordlessly he looked over his lover on her spread knees and
shoulders, her arms extended out straight as if waiting for the
ax to fall. In one motion he put a hand on the middle of her back
to steady himself and used the other to guide his dick to her
waiting hole.
The kiss of her asshole drove his passion as he slipped easily
into her bowels and impaled her in one steady, not brutal, push.
The guttural expulsion from her mouth told him that she felt
every inch of his cock, stretching her far beyond where the vibe
had. She made no other sounds as he held himself deep in the
clenching warmth of her of her very core. He adoringly bent over
her, his chest to her back and brought his hands under her to
hold her breasts as full handfuls squeezing them down to just the
nipple pinched in his fingers.
She lifted herself enough to shoot an arm under herself to touch
her pussy, where her clit and mons area were thick with rushed
blood. He pulled himself up to kneel over her again, causing a
few inches of himself to come out of her, but she quickly pushed
back to get it all in. She was ready to be fucked, ravaged in her
very center, her core.
He pulled out to just the head and ran back up into her, hearing
her moan approval. Using all the will power he had to hold from
simply wildly assaulting her bottom, he began to saw in and out
of her. He saw her face turning white and body stiffening as
little orgasms began to sweep over her. He gripped the shapely
cheeks of her ass and began to pick up the pace of his strokes,
his own orgasm bubbling deep in his balls. He suddenly became
aware of intense movement with her fingers on her clit and pussy
under him. The cries from deep in her throat and seismic
rumblings her saw her body make told him that she was close to a
big spasm, a g-spot spasm that would certainly soak the bed.
His pace had quickened to a point where there was a slap of his
hips to her pretty bottom. He was fucking the hell out of her, in
a way she had never been fucked in this place before.
Her back arched up quickly and a long guttural muffled scream
left her throat as he felt her pushing him out of her on his back
stroke, but he fought it and ran up into her forcefully. The room
filled with her combination moan and scream as he felt the splash
of her flooding squirt on the bed. She rose up a few inches off
her knees as the second one hit, like a bronco trying to throw
its rider.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaEEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeee!!” She screamed as
the spasm ripped through her loins and she shook wildly, almost
alarming Joe enough to pull from her bowels, but she pushed back
as if to get more. Joe’s own orgasm was nigh as Selena’s mouth
opened and a long monotone peppered with blurts brunt from his
strokes as he rode her for his own climax.
He wondered if she was cognizant of what was happening at this
point but settled that argument in his head as he felt her grip
his manhood to help him reach his goal. He looked down to see her
flex the powerful little muscle around him just as his balls gave
way for the second time that day. He felt like bullets were
shooting from his cock into her pretty ass. He accented each shot
with a powerful stroke that she sought to meet. He fell over her
and once again grabbed at her breasts as he rolled himself and
her over to their sides and continued to his back. They lay
motionless except for spasms and quivers of post sex orgasmic
ripples.
She lay on him except for her head, which lay almost on his
shoulder, but mostly on the bed. Although he was shrinking, he
was still in her most personal place; relishing each time she
squeezed him.
“Wheeeeeew! There was a time I think I left sanity. I wasn’t here
for a moment.” Selena said breathlessly.
“I’ll have to ask the naughty Selena when I see her.” Joe said.
She giggled at the connotation, but added. “Don’t forget the
naughty Joe was here as well. He kissed my little hiney and he
went crazy.”
With that comment made she tried to get up, but couldn’t, afraid
of hurting him.
He saw what she was attempting and he offered his two hands as
push up bars for her elbows.
She sat up right on him, pushing what was left of his erection
fully into her with her weight and she bent forward with her
hands between her legs on the bed and slowly lifted off him.
A long slurping fart emanated from her as cum ran over Joe when
the seal had been broken. It rolled off his crotch and down the
side of his leg onto the bedspread.
“Oh Essy, you made a mess, haha!” Joe said facetiously.
“If they do a DNA test on that mess, they’ll find I had nothing
to do with it.” She said as she rested on all fours, her ass
aimed at Joe as she clenched so she could safely get up and walk
to the toilet.
Joe swung out his legs to get up as well and followed her into
the bathroom. She was sitting on the toilet letting the rest of
the lube and Joe’s cum run from her.
Joe took a washcloth and washed his penis of the lube and semen.
He turned and saw her watching him and he went to her and
squatted next to her.
“Thank you for the most amazing love making. You do that to make
me happy and I’m sorry if I hurt you even a little. You make me
crazy with passion.” He said as he petted her leg.
“No apologies.” She said as she touched his lips. “I love doing
it for you and love what it is for me. You did notice that I
enjoy it too. I love it when we become animals and only our
passions matter.”
“Well, that was animal. I’ve had other women that way, but never
as hot and animal as that. We are like two notes in perfect
harmony. I thought I was going to pass one of my balls through my
cock. Absolutely a crazed sexual high.” He said with total
admiration.
“Even now, not 15 minutes later, I can’t imagine you ever
pounding that cock in me like that. . . . up my hiney for God’s
sake. I bet I ruined the mattress with how much I let go of
there. Whatever spot we hit that way, I just need to touch my
clit and I absolutely go insane. The thought of having that toy
and you inside me at the same time never crossed my mind.”
“Clean yourself up and come to bed, my lover. I want to hug and
hold you.” Joe said kissing her and leaving her to her privacy.
In 20 minutes the two exhausted, spent lovers were asleep. Their
alarm was set for an early rise for Selena to get back to the
dorm and begin her school week. In three weeks the school year
would be over. She had to make sure she didn’t let up now with
her studies. It was likely she wouldn’t see Joe until Friday
night, even though they would talk a few times a day. She would
be living with Joe for the summer soon enough, a bridge she had
to cross soon with her parents. After the Jamaica trip it would
be an easier sell, but it still would not be easy.
Chapter 27
The new school week became a blur to Selena before she could
focus. Lucy’s car broke down Monday afternoon and she had to work
a night shift. Not knowing if she would need her car she was
hesitant to let Lucy borrow hers but volunteered to drive her to
and from work. It was the least she could do after all the rides
and car loans Lucy had given her. Between school, practice, games
and Jeromy, Lucy was pulled to the limit. On Wednesday when
Selena finished class at 2:00 she planned to drive Lucy to her
late afternoon shift with the promise that Jeromy could pick her
up, but a check of her voice mail changed her plans.
BEEP “Hello lover, I’ve got to skip out of town today. Jim Dorn
called me just as he was leaving on his vacation and said they
had 2 job sites they wanted us to bid on. His back up is bringing
me and few other engineers around today and tomorrow, maybe
Friday too. Once Aaron finishes up classes he will be able to go
on these things and spec out things for us until the design
engineer is able to travel. I love you and I’ll try to call, but
study hard and I’ll see you Friday night. If you don’t hear from
me I’ll see you at the house. I know you have a lot of studying
to do, but I really hope you can spend the weekend.
BEEP “Hello Miss Hanson. This is Ross Curran of Wall Street
Global. I’m not sure if we totally discussed it when you were
last here, but we would like you to come our offices this summer
for a paid internship to familiarize yourself with our way of
business. It might also give our clients a preview of the new
outlook you’re going to provide. I’m guessing about a 3-week stay
between your finish of classes and the last week in August would
serve our purposes. I’m not sure of the rules at PolyTech, but
any pay could either be deferred or expensed, as clothing and
lodging allowances if paid internships are not allowed. We can
work all of that out when you call me back.
Selena listened to her messages twice and plopped down on her bed
think. Both messages were both good and bad news for her
depending on how she looked at them. She was just beginning to
sort things out when the door flew open and Lucy burst in.
“Oh do I envy you that you have time to lay down on the bed. If I
get 4 hours of sleep before classes tomorrow it will be a lot.
Luckily I’ll be able to study a lot at work tonight. I’ve only
had to actually go out on the warehouse floor twice in the last 2
nights. I have enough of a crew to plot the manifests on the
computer and they do everything else putting things away. I give
out the breaks and lunches and I can cruise.” Lucy said without
pausing as she came in to get her backpack and fly out the door.
“I’m not as carefree and cheery as I look. I just lost Joe for a
few days and I lost 3 weeks of summer as well. I won’t need the
car tonight, you can take it.” Selena said as she flipped her the
keys.
“Nothing serious is there?” Lucy asked as she took the keys and
headed for the door.
“No, not really. Joe’s out getting specs on a 4 million dollar
deal, and I’m interning in Manhattan for a couple grand a week
plus expenses. Things could be worse.” Selena smiled at her.
“Watch the intern pay; they have rules in certain situations.”
Lucy said pausing as she opened the door.
“Clothing allowance and meal money, then.” Selena said with a
laugh as the door closed and Lucy was off.
Selena laughed and talked out loud to herself.
“How can someone so fucked up in her head be so together that she
can balance a schedule at PolyTech, a sports team with 2
practices and a game every week, a 30 hour part time job as a
supervisor, no less, and STILL balance starting a relationship
with a new boyfriend?” She said amazed and proud of her friend at
the same time.
She called Ross Curran and he spoke with her as if she were an
old friend and confidant. She was on a plane that few others
understood financially when it came to Globals business and it
was apparent the Ross Curran knew it already. The Five wanting
her to come spend 3 weeks in the trenches was a metaphor for
pinching themselves over a prodigy. After speaking with him and
realizing the what, and why of her requested appearance she
swelled with pride and wished she could tell Joe right now.
Instead she called her Dad. After explaining the internship and
being away the 3 weeks she decided to lay the bomb now while his
front was vulnerable.
“Daddy, when school finishes this month, I’m going to move in
with Joe for the summer. We have a couple little vacations
planned and it just makes more sense for me. I’m going to be his
wife and partner and I really WANT to be with him I know you’ll
be mad and don’t approve but you’ll have to trust me on this one.
It’s not like staying at home will keep me a virgin. You know we
sleep together. I don’t want to be a burden on you, always
waiting up for me or wondering where I am. Daddy, he’s a
wonderful man and I love him so much. Please don’t fight with me
on this . . . “ She said apologetically to her father, knowing
that she was breaking his heart deep down.
“Selena, I won’t fight you. I won’t tell you I’m happy, but your
mother and I sort of expected this. I really thought you would
ask, instead of telling us.” Her Dad said a bit disappointed.
“Daddy, if I asked you and you said No and I went anyway I would
be breaking your heart twice. Look, you’ve raised a good girl and
she has met a great man who treats me like a queen. He will never
take the place of you. I love you and Mom more than ever for
making me work hard and teaching me the value hard work. You know
that Joe can retire right now, but he’s putting it off until I
finish my commitment to Wall Street Global. He could easily pay
them back the scholarship money and I wouldn’t be committed
anymore. But, I have values you taught me. I made a commitment to
them and my word means something. Before I call myself “retired”
to be with Joe, I want to say I did something to make a
difference. You know I got those values from you and I love you
and thank you and Mom for them everyday, whether you know it or
not. Joe has worked hard too and had some hard luck with life,
but now he wants to enjoy the good luck he’s had financially. He
and I are so happy and content together. You know he’s going to
move to New York when I go to work there. We’ll be together maybe
even as husband and wife then. We have to sit down and talk with
you and Mom about that. Please understand that I can make
decisions and I’m willing to live with any mistakes I make. I’ll
take the responsibility. Even though I’ll always be your little
girl, I’m not a little girl anymore.”
“What about children? You always wanted to be a Mommy before,
isn’t that in your plans?” Scott Hanson asked.
“Of course Daddy! We want at least one baby, and retired Joe can
be a great Daddy. That’s why we will stay here, so the baby can
be near its grandparents. We want to move around a bit, but won’t
do that until our baby is adjusted in school and ready to begin
becoming an adult. We’ve planned a lot Daddy and left a lot of
options open, but the first order of business is Joe getting
himself unfixed and we have scheduled a meeting with doctors who
specialize in that. Come on Daddy, you know your little girl
thinks things through better than that. I’ve measured, or I
should say, WE’VE measured a lot of things out and know where we
want to be at different stages of our lives. Daddy, my physical,
emotional, and educational maturity have all come together and I
am deeply in love with this man. I KNOW the consequences I may
face with a man so much older than me, but Joe is so much younger
than his years in so many ways and is in fantastic physical
condition. I would love him any way that he was.” She said,
revealing plans.
“What about going to exotic places that you always talk about?”
Her Dad asked.
“Daddy you can bring babies anywhere to visit or stay. When it
starts school we will save those trips for the summer. If we ever
want to get away alone I bet its grandparents would love chance
to spend time with their grandchild.” She mused.
Scott Hanson grew tired of his daughter always having the right
answers.
“Selena! Living together is supposed to be a right of married
couples. Whenever I think of you at his house all I think of is
you two screwing!”
“Daddy! Number one, what we do alone together is our business and
no one else’s, not even my fathers. You know I love him and you
should take my word on that. Number two, “screwing” is a nasty
way of saying it. We prefer “making love” because that is what it
is. Is that what you do to Mom? Screw her? To think of me and us
that way is just wrong! You and Joe are about the same age, how
many times a week or a day do you screw? Are you up to it?” She
asked somewhat viciously.
“SELENA! Have a little respect!”
“You don’t seem to have any respect for me in that way Daddy! You
raised me to be a good girl and I am. I’m a woman now and things
I do with the man I love are private. I gave you the respect I
owe you by telling you what was going on from the start. You
don’t seem to take what we have seriously and that’s just wrong!”
Selena fired back.
“Do you really think he’s going to marry you?” Her Dad said
sarcastically.
“If it were up to him, we would be married already. It’s me that
wants to wait until after graduation. He even suggested a secret
marriage ceremony in Jamaica while we were there, but I wouldn’t
do that either. Daddy you want to argue and I don’t know why. I
thought you had accepted Joe and now I’m finding out your real
feelings. I’m surprised at you. How does Mom feel?” Selena
insisted.
“Well, I guess she’s right that you’ll never live home again! She
likes Joe and thinks I’m jealous of him because he stole you
away. Ooops I guess I shouldn’t have said that.” Scott Hanson
mis-spoke.
Selena softened quickly at his admission.
“Daddy, I’ll always be your little girl. Just because I fell in
love with another man and he makes me happy it doesn’t mean he
won me away from you. I love my Daddy to bits and he doesn’t need
to compete with anyone. Just because your little girl is not a
virgin anymore and has found the love of her life, something you
knew would happen eventually, it doesn’t mean she’s replaced you.
If you stop holding a grudge against Joe long enough to see what
he is to me, what he does for me, and how happy he makes me it
might make you happy that I’m so much in love. He was gone for
almost 3 weeks and from when he got home on Friday night until I
went back to class on Monday was one of the most beautiful times,
and happiest times of my life. We are so much in love Daddy.
Please be happy for us. . . . . and lets forget all the mean
things we said to each other today. You know and I know we both
didn’t mean them. OK?”
“Ohhh alright Selena, I guess I was just being foolish and over
reacting to your living arrangement and I am happy that you’re
happy. I just wish it hadn’t happened so fast. I’m sorry for
upsetting you so much, and PLEASE don’t tell your mother.” Scott
apologized.
“Haha don’t worry, I won’t. This will be a Daddy-daughter thing,
I promise.” She vowed.
Although his reaction was not different than she had expected, it
was not her intention to get into an argument and certainly not
to talk about sex. She decided then and there that she had to
plan more things with her parents and Joe outside of their house
so they could see things as they were. She rifled her purse for
the number of the travel agent she used for the Jamaica plans and
called looking for a weekend trip to Cape Cod or Maine. When the
agent, whom she suspected as an old girlfriend of Joe’s,
suggested a train trip to the rocky coast of Maine, staying in
Ogunquit, she thought it would be perfect. She gave her several
dates to work on and Selena would get back to her when she got
her parents and Joe to agree on one.
Studies, classes, and the Wall Street Journal kept Selena busy
for the next few days. She spoke with Joe at length each day
going over stocks and trends she had noticed on their
investments. Joe’s Wall Street time was limited, but combined
with her input they kept tabs. They worked smoothly as a team
seamlessly keeping an eye on things when Joe could not spend full
time. Joe was excited at spending 3 weeks in New York over the
summer. He enjoyed summer in New York with baseball and the music
scene flourishing. He couldn’t have been more proud of Selena and
was truly excited for her as well. He expected to be home by
midday on Friday and knew Selena would come for the weekend as
soon as her last class finished. Her first exams were coming next
week and he knew that she would need her space, knowing that she
would study much better at “home” rather than in the dorm.
Friday came quickly for Selena being so busy, but as soon as her
last class for the year ended she made a bee-line to the dorm to
pack her books for Mondays voluntary review sessions and the
week’s exams. She was hoping to run into Lucy to see if she would
need her car if Lucy’s were still in the shop. She didn’t want to
leave her high and dry after all the times she had taken Lucy’s
wheels. Just as she threw on her backpack to leave she noticed a
note taped on the back of the door.
“Jeromy is bringing me to work and will pick me up in the
morning. I’m coming here to sleep afterwards, figuring you will
be at Joe’s. Call me at work if these plans aren’t good. I sooooo
would like to go to Jeromy’s to sleep, but I’ll be in trouble for
sure if I do. I’m going on over two weeks with no sex, am I
revirginized yet? (I know you’re laughing) HE IS SO SWEET!! (I’ll
call you at Joe’s from work tonight. I have to talk, OK?)”
Selena laughed at her revirginized comment, happy that she was
making an effort to make this relationship work. She hoped Jeromy
would be a good lover once they finally got together. She didn’t
want Lucy to stray again.
Within minutes she was in the Mustang cruising to Joe’s in the
Spring air thinking how nice it would be to have exams in
February, when the weather was lousy.
When she pulled up Joe’s drive she was happy to see the garage
open and he apparently home. In the back of her mind she worried
that the 2 plus days in a van might have screwed up his back, not
wanting to have to nurse Joe, at least in that way.
She made her way through the garage and up the stairs and threw
open the door yelling, “Honey, I’m home! . . . . and my Father
knows it!”
“You told him you’re moving in for the summer?” Joe said as he
came out of his office in shorts and t-shirt with a hand full of
faxes and overseas communiqués.
“Yes, I laid it on the line, we argued, but I got through to him.
You know he just hates to give up his little girl. He’s cute and
I understand where he’s coming from but I can’t patronize him
anymore. He was a little shocked I stood up to him, but it
reinforces that I’m a woman, not a girl.” She said as she slid
her arms inside of his and hugged, then kissed him deeply.
“I’m just going over some of the things in the Japanese
portfolio, they lost 2 percent of the market yesterday and it
looks like we got hit.” He said as he heard the front doorbell
ring.
“I’ll get that, probably Jehovah’s Witnesses, I saw them on the
street.” Selena said as she headed toward the door. “You aren’t
talking about the McKinney stock are you?” She hollered back as
she got to the door.
She unlocked the door and there stood her father.
“Yes, the McKinney! It dived, and it wasn’t exactly a penny
stock. It was a bad hunch.” Joe hollered back.
Selena smiled at her Dad and motioned him in, holding a finger up
in a “wait a moment” motion.
“I SOLD McKinney last night, I saw that one coming, and uhh . . .
Joe? My Dad is here!” She shouted back as Joe headed up the hall.
“What did you sell it at and what made you move on it? Oh Hi,
Scott.”
“Excuse me Daddy, Joe thinks he lost a quarter million bucks and
he didn’t.
Joe, that McKinney was the provision supplier for overseas
McDonalds and they had a recall scare on pork in Germany just
when they were launching that pork sandwich. I heard that on a
market report thursday morning but they didn’t name a name. I
knew we paid over 5 for that and was closing in on 6, since we
already made something on it and the risk was too blurry to hang
on.” Selena said smiling.
“Do you see how smart she is Scott? McKinney is at one and a half
and dropping right now. We had 50K of those on spec.” Joe said as
he walked up and shook Scott’s hand and kissed his daughter.
“You can toss that kind of money around?” Scott asked.
“It’s what I do Scott, or I should say WE, it’s what we do. I’m
playing with their money now, but whenever McDonalds puts a new
menu item out, especially overseas I look for the core of the
item and try to buy into it a bit, a quick buy and sell. McKinney
is a meatpacker with a big operation in Germany and they sell to
the McDonalds chain. Only beef in most places, but they are the
exclusive on pork because they own the process to make that
boneless rib sandwich. She heard there was a pork recall imminent
and sold before word hit all the markets. Truthfully I usually
don’t mess with stocks or futures in that price league, but I’ve
killed with this sort of thing before.
So, what do we owe the pleasure of your visit?” Joe finally asked
after blathering on to explain his business.
“I came up to apologize to you and my daughter for not trusting
her to have good judgment and to you for not thinking your
intentions were honorable. Just these last 5 minutes have opened
my eyes a lot to what a team you two are. I have to say that I
thought no one would answer the door, figuring you would be busy
with each other already. I’m kind of ashamed. I wanted to give
Selena an “I told you so” and I was wrong, way wrong. I’ll make
it up to both of you, I promise.” Her Daddy said as he turned to
walk out the door.
“Daddy, you don’t have anything to make up to us. Just respect us
as a couple, like I respect you as a father, and Oh, Mom won’t
hear about this either hehehe.”
Scott Hanson smiled back and left the two of them alone, going
away like a dog with it’s tail between its legs..
Selena turned to Joe with tears in her eyes.
“I think he finally let go today, finally figured out we are in
it for the long haul.” She said as Joe enveloped her in his arms.
“It’s gotta be tough on a father, I bet, to see his little girl
grow up and not need his constant protection.” Joe whispered.
“Or see that duty switched over to another man, like you.” She
whispered back.
Joe looked her in the eye and said, “Is that what I’m doing?
Protecting you?”
“Yes, against all the monsters that used to hide under my bed.”
She laughed.
“How about the monster that’s IN your bed?” He laughed.
“You mean this one?” She asked as she reached out and cupped his
package with a squeeze.
“I wouldn’t tease that monster. He’s been looking for you for a
week now and he’s getting REAL hungry!” Joe said as a double
entendre.
“I’ve fought off that monster every way I can think of and I’m
always the last one standing.” She countered.
“Want to try a battle now?” He said as his hand covered hers on
his pants.
“Sorry, I just finishing a battle with the red army today, but
tomorrow I can handle you. In the meantime we might be able to do
an oral review of strategies.” She said in a coy, but serious
tone.
Joe reached out and hugged her head to his chest, kissing the top
of her head a few times.
“That’s not necessary. If we can’t make love to each other now,
we can wait.”
“If I make love to you with my mouth and you get satisfaction,
and I use my fingers on my clit and get satisfaction we ARE
making love to each other. Just because I have my period, it
doesn’t mean you don’t make me want you.” Selena purred.
Joe hugged her head to his chest again, embracing her tightly.
But Selena was going to have her way. Although she didn’t relish
red sex, and knew Joe didn’t either, she wanted fulfillment. She
turned around and faced him, embracing him putting her chin at
the top of his sternum and looking up at him.
“I’m going to the bathroom and changing my tampon. Then, I’m
going into the bedroom in just my panties and I’m going to lie
next to you and take out that cock you’ve got all hard for me,
and I’m going to satisfy you, and with my fingers, will do the
same for myself. As soon as I taste and smell you, my pussy will
be wringing wet. You don’t want to disappoint me, do you?” She
said in a guttural whisper.
Joe smiled big.
“As long as you put it that way, No I would never disappoint you,
and I know I won’t be either.” He said as she turned and walked
toward the bath.
She stopped and turned sexily. “See you in few minutes.” She said
while blowing a kiss.
As many times as he had sex with Selena, she never failed to
totally excite him as if it were the first time. He loved her to
her core and could not get enough of her.
Just talking with her or watching her do something as simple as
reading excited him and aroused his feelings for her. After her
description of what her intentions were he was past the point of
repressing his urge until she was over her monthly.
For the first time in their relationship he knew that they had to
have a child to share this love. In the past when he stated his
intentions of doing whatever he could to be sure he could
naturally father a child with her, he was doing it for her. Now
he wanted to do it for the child. There was so much love between
them that it had to be expressed and shared in that way.
He gathered up his papers and fax’s and set them on the bar
sorted as he had them and went to the bedroom. He stepped out of
his khaki shorts and pulled his yellow “Jamaica” t-shirt over his
head.
In underwear he called “slingshot” skivvies, he lay back onto the
bed. She had bought the underwear for him for the trip and he was
getting used to them. It made her happy to see him wear things
she bought for him.
Selena came out of the bath in her panties as promised. They hung
on her hips and fully covered her mound and bottom. She liked
thong underwear, but would not wear it during her “time”.
She came over the bed and smiled at Joe, looking up and down at
him, making an “Oooo” sound at her perusal.
She peeled up her top and shucked the bikini bra she wore to let
her breasts roll into view. Her nipples already looked hard as
she pinched them and shuddered a bit before kneeling over him and
kissing him while lowering her bare chest onto his. They held the
kiss for a time while she squirmed to rub her nipples into his
hairy chest. In a moment she sat back to her knees while running
a hand over his stomach and abdomen to his cock, now peeking from
his slight undies.
“We have to get those off, they look very uncomfortable.” She
said as he sat back unable to resist the urge to touch herself,
sliding her fingers into her panties.
Joe’s eyes glued to her fingers inside her panties as he pushed
the “slingshot” down his legs.
“Don’t worry Joey, you’ll be eating that pussy again real soon,
probably tomorrow. I’m just keeping it warm for you. Now about
that little problem you have. “She said as she moved to between
his legs and used both hands to massage his balls with one and
stroke his cock with the other.
“Is this all for me since last Sunday?” she giggled as she used
both hands to lift his sack.
“I’ve been a good boy and saved my eyesight by leaving myself
alone, just for you, assuming masturbation makes you go blind.
Actually I’ve been so busy that I’ve fell asleep as soon as my
head hit the pillow, walking a few miles each day in the hot sun
taking facts and figures, but that’s another story for later.”
Joe said as he marveled at how beautiful she looked, her face and
breasts hanging over his genitals.
“You never thought of me once?” She pouted.
“I thought of you all the time. I even dreamt of you. Last Sunday
was one of those days we will both remember as lovers, don’t you
think?” Joe pointed out.
“I get chills when I think of it. I teased you so much you barely
fit in me in the afternoon and I still think there’s cum dripping
from me. But Sunday night you turned into such a naughty boy like
I haven’t seen before.” She teased with a wicked smile.
“I had help.” He whispered.
“Help like this.” She said with a smile as she licked the
underside of his plum-like head.
“AHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Like THAT! You made your little assho . .
. .Err HINEY, as you say so cute, taste like berries and wore
those red “fuck me hard garters” to tempt me. You knew what you
wanted. G O D ! SUCK ME!” He said as he could stand her tongue
tease no longer.
Selena dutifully dropped her mouth around his cock head and
sucked hard to alleviate the pressure he had built there. Locking
her eyes to his she began a steady hands free stroke with her
mouth. She snuck a hand down into her panties and found her clit
swimming in her juices and rubbed it hard to get the same
satisfaction he felt. His cock would have felt so good in her now
but she still had one more day of her period and hated the mess,
the smell, everything of red sex. “Sometime we would have to try
it in the shower” She thought to herself as she began to taste
his pre-cum on her tongue.
Her own orgasm began to wave over her and she lost control with
her mouth for a second losing her steady pace, rolling her eyes
back for a moment as he began to pump his hips a bit to meet her
mouth. She wanted to grind her fingers hard in herself, but was
afraid of the mess on her fingers, so she held her engorged
nubbin between her fingers and squeezed as Joe fucked his cock at
her mouth.
Her jerking spasms left Joe out of cadence with his orgasm and he
reached to stroke himself, he was so close.
“Do you want it? Baby, do you want it? I’m gonna shoot!” He said
as he stroked his cock.
Her only answer was to lock her mouth tightly around the head and
wait for him to blast as she still shuddered.
“UHG UGH UGH GEEEEEEEEZ” he exclaimed as he flexed wads of cum
into her mouth.
She was trying to cum and swallow at the same time and having a
hard time, losing half of his first volleys in a cough as she
choked a bit and it ran over his hand. She felt two more pulses
rise past her lips and she swallowed hard to get them and please
him, squeezing his dick with her tongue and cheeks. As he began
to ooze and his hand fell off in exhaustion she continued to suck
and stroke at him with her mouth, her orgasm subsided. When she
was sure he could stand no more she sat up and fell to his side
and rubbed herself through her panties as she did.
Joe continued to jolt and spasm on the bed beside her as she ran
her tongue around the inside of her mouth, wanting to taste all
of him she could. She threw out her legs straight in stretched
rush to cap off all her good vibrations, ending with her chest
puffing toward normal breathing.
“Hoooooooooo Joey! That was awesome! You must have cum a quart!
I’m sorry I missed some but I had my choice of cumming or
drowning.” She laughed.
“No matter baby, you had less control than I did. I blew off fast
and I thought I wouldn’t stop. God, you make me so happy!” Joe
exclaimed.
“I make you happy because I love you. Just your taste and smell
got me off.” She purred as she turned and hugged her head to his
side.
“I’ll never know why you love me so, I’m just glad you do!” He
proclaimed as he cradled her face in his hand.
“I love you because you’re you, and nothing can change that.” She
said petting his hand.
“What if I’m crippled in a wheelchair?” He challenged her.
“I’ll kneel in front of it and show you how much I love you,
don’t worry! I love you unconditionally. NOTHING changes that.
Now don’t talk stupid.” Selena said, irritated. “I love YOU, not
your body, not your looks. YOU! The person that is inside the
body I call Joe Johnson! Don’t talk stupid and don’t bring it up
again. The difference in our age is only a number. You’ve taken a
tender moment and made it full of angst for me. I’m the happiest
woman on earth and you’re trying to make me see the dark side of
this, and there is none!”
“I’m sorry Selena. I’m just being an asshole because I can’t
believe someone could love me so much, especially because I love
her just as much. You’re too good to be true. I love you and
promise I won’t disappoint you again.” He said as he pulled her
closer to his side and she turned and crawled up onto him mashing
her mouth to his.
“NO MORE OF THAT TALK!” She said as she broke the deep kiss. “We
have lots of happy years left to be as good as we were this week.
If “use it or lose it” is accurate, don’t worry, neither one of
will ever lose it. I can’t look at you without wanting you. DO WE
UNDERSTAND EACH OTHER??”
“I understand, I promise.” He whispered back as he took her lips
in his and they necked long and hard, both still tasting Joe’s
juices.
Selena broke the kiss to make one more point.
“Understand that I have to walk around all day with a defense
shield up to fight off people who say you’re too old or I’m too
young. If I had doubts, I wouldn’t be here and I’m certainly
don’t expect it from YOU!”
“I was wrong and beginning to slide into a self-pity mode, why I
don’t know. You have my permission to kick my ass anytime in the
future I try that. You know I adore you and fully understand the
numbers here, as do you. I don’t doubt your love for one second.”
Joe said fighting off tears he could not stop.
Selena kissed away a tear from each eye.
“I will not allow you to let this relationship self-destruct over
your worries about tomorrows. I love you today and I love you
more tomorrow. Say that every morning when you wake up and it
will always be true.”
“How did such a little shit like you get so smart?” Joe laughed
through his tears.
“I hang around with smart people.” She said smirking as she got
up and headed to the bathroom.
As Joe got dressed Selena came out of the bathroom clean,
refreshed, with a bounce in her step.
“I’m reviewed out for the day. Let’s blow off studying tonight
and go for dinner and a movie. I could never concentrate tonight
anyway, we need a night out.”
“You had review classes today?”
“The last three days!”
“You’re probably lucky you haven’t gored your eyes out with your
pencil.”
“The thought HAS crossed my mind, although I do pick up tidbits
here and there that I know I’ll need. Professors and their
assistants tend to drone when they review. It’s very hard to stay
focused.”
“Been there, done that! You aren’t telling me a thing. I’ll be
out tomorrow so you won’t be too distracted if you’re here alone.
A month of errands and then Sunday I’ll be lost in my office
until dinner at your Mom’s. Slim is supposed to spend time with
me on the phone reviewing some stuff.”
Selena looked back at Joe.
“Dinner at my Mom’s?”
“Yes, that message was on the machine when I got in. She said
your Dad would let you know. He obviously didn’t.” Joe laughed.
“No, he was too busy trying to mold my life for me.” Selena
tsk’ed.
“I already told her we would be there, and she was very happy.
That alone was worth calling her back. At least SHE knows I’m not
the devil.” Joe chuckled.
“My Dad will come around, although I thought he already had.” She
answered as she took Joe’s arm and walked to the living room to
decide where to eat and what movie to see.
After picking the movie and restaurant Joe went back to his
office while Selena busied herself with unpacking Joe’s overnight
cases. Having brought her own laundry she added Joe’s to her
loads and straightened up her new “home”. Joe always used a
cleaning service, but Selena assured him that she and he could
take care of those duties themselves. The thought of strange
women wandering their home bothered her a bit.
While waiting for laundry to finish the phone rang. It was Lucy
calling as she said she would.
“Hi, you guys aren’t busy are you?” Lucy asked.
“Joe’s working and I’m folding towels, so not quite.” She laughed
back.
“I just wanted to thank you for letting me use the car this week
and tell you, well tell SOMEBODY how happy I am, despite the fact
my life is a speeding train. Well I should clarify, it’s a
speeding train that I have FULL control of.”
“I said to myself today that I couldn’t keep the schedule you
keep, Luce.”
“Well, Jeromy is the reason I think I’m so centered and in
control. He is just a doll! I’ve never been in a relationship
where I didn’t have to be a puppy dog and follow the guy around
and bend and shape my life to be like his. He cares about what I
do, who I am, and we share each other’s life. You know, little
triumphs, tragedies. The strangest thing is I don’t have this
overwhelming urge to fuck him anymore. I want him to make love to
me. I always knew the difference when I was with a woman and they
were soft and warm and wanted to please me. I did that because
when ever I was with a guy, even a boyfriend, it was always a
rush to get to the part when he would stick it in me somewhere. I
mean I know that after we make love there will be times where its
just sex, but to have a guy make love to me, and me to him, might
be something I’ve never done.”
“Are you sure he feels the same way?”
“Ummmm, YES! We had a phone sex session the other night after he
told me he wanted to make love to me real bad. He said he always
tried to show me in body language when we were together, but he
couldn’t get the nerve to tell me. I asked him what the
difference between making love and getting off was and he went
into a fine detail of what he wanted to do to me. He was turning
me on something wicked and I finally asked him if he had it out.
He said he didn’t but was working on it. Then I told him how I
wanted to make love to him. God Selena, it was so squishy!! I
can’t remember ever being so turned on, and he wasn’t even in the
same room with me.”
“So, do you think the next time you’re together . . . . “Selena
implied.
“God, I don’t know! Do I want to? SURE! . . .and it’s not like
I’m teasing him or stringing him along. I just want it to be
right. HEY, How did you like my note? I really think I am
revirginized. It’s been so long, at least for me!” Lucy joked.
“You are a pisser, Miss Lucy, I’ll tell you that. Just make sure
in your heart you’re doing it for the right reasons and I’ll bet
it’s better than you’ve ever had it. He sounds like he’s about
ready to throw you on the bed.”
Selena kidded her friend
I know you don’t like play by plays, but he told me he wanted to
eat me and spelled it out in great detail, and then asked me if I
was into oral.” Lucy blurted out excitedly.
“So what did you say?”
“I told him if he was the right guy I was. I didn’t want to tell
him that the only guys I went down on before were ones with
peckers.” Lucy said with a rollicking laugh.
Selena was laughing so hard she could barely talk, but quickly
composed herself.
“Just follow your heart Luce. He sounds like a nice guy who wants
to make sure you feel the same as he does and doesn’t want to
play a head game, so you be sure you’re not doing that.”
“What kind of a head game?” Lucy asked, getting serious.
“Just be sure that once you’ve gotten off with him that you don’t
fall out of interest and want to move one. Remember, you and all
your girlfriends used each other for sex and then walked away
with no strings.”
“I WANT strings here, Selena. Really! I’ve even thought about us
moving in together next semester if all goes well. I think we’re
going to be THAT serious.”
“Just don’t throw your heart into a hole to deep to get it out
of, Lucy. I want nothing more for you that to be happy and
attached. Just be wary. OK?”
“YES, MOM.” Lucy deadpanned.
“You KNOW what I mean. A broken heart is a hard thing to fix.
Make sure you both are jumping off the same height.” She warned
as a friend.
“Believe me, I’ve been real careful, and I know he has been as
well. All words have been well watched. The L word has been
close, but intentionally avoided. After exams we have the whole
summer. My job is too good to go home for and his family is
overseas. His Dad is in service, that’s how he knows other
languages so readily.”
“Listen, I have to finish up here so we can get to dinner and a
movie. It sounds like you’ve got things covered. Don’t be scarce
over the summer, alright?”
“Don’t worry, I’ll be around. I’ll call before I drop up, OK? I
may even catch you at the dorm next week between exams, but I
doubt it. I saw your schedule on the corkboard and you’re just
upside down with my schedule. Be good and take care of yourself.
I love you.” Lucy finished.
“I love you too, and I’ll call. Bye.” Selena signed off.
“Who do we love and who are we calling?” Joe said surprising
Selena in the laundry.
“OH! You startled me! It was Lucy, she was giving me the scoop on
her boyfriend and what’s going on for the summer. God, I couldn’t
ask for a better roommate. . . . well, except for you hehehe.”
She laughed.
“We ought to get going in a few minutes for dinner if we want to
make the 8 o’clock movie. Since you didn’t have a preference, I
was thinking a rib joint, Moe’s Barbeque?”
“Sounds good, give me a minute.” She said smiling and kissing
him.
As she pulled away she held his balls through his pants and bit
her lower lip, looking at him with piercing eyes.
“You don’t mind if I skip the appetizer, do you? I’ve already had
your house specialty.” She cooed before she scooted down the hall
leaving Joe with a smile on his face.
Their “date” was just what the doctor ordered for both of them to
escape the humdrum of the work and school week topped with a
little reality escape.
The high action movie exhausted both of them.
Saturday was a race from the moment they woke up and went to the
Farmers Market for 7 o’clock to get the best produce for
restocking Joe’s depleted fridge.
Selena complained her period hadn’t ended as scheduled and Joe
was off as soon as the produce was put away.
Selena took a hot shower and settled in her robe with her books,
notes, coffee and granola bars. She was home, her man was off
tending to the business of life and she was content. Life was
good.
Chapter 28
The weeks of the lovers Summer of Love seemed to whistle by. From
the moment Selena finished her last exam she melted into the cozy
confines of co-habitant living. After a few weeks it seemed that
had always lived together with life going on like a
well-rehearsed symphony. Most days were spent with mornings
devoted to the business of investments and sharing household
chores. Many of the afternoons were packed lunches and off to
local parks and beaches for picnics, and sometimes the rest of
the day. They read, walked and talked sharing each other’s life
without getting bored with each other. If Joe sat down and
thought about it, he almost thought it idyllic, the tide of life
and love so smooth. But he was not complaining. This was the love
he always thought there should be, but thought was so
unattainable. Nights making love to each other into the small
hours were common; both waiting for the newness of sex to wear
off, but it was not to be. Each looked for new ways to excite
each other, but never grew bored with or made a chore of sex. If
there were a fault that had developed in their relationship, it
was not being able to deal with being away from the other, and
that was about to happen, as the days grew nearer to her
internship in New York.
Selena stood at the end of the driveway opening the mail when Joe
was pulling up with his top down little roadster. He had just
come back from the local garage where he had the oil changed and
a general going over for their trip to New York the following
week.
“Anything for me in that pile?” Joe said as he slowed.
“Yes, a letter from Dr. Nikko, probably about your appointment!”
Selena said with excitement as she climbed in over the door.
“Go ahead, open it!” He said as he sped up the drive and parked
next to her car.
“Oh Shit, Joe. Your appointment is for Tuesday morning. I’ll have
to put off the internship for a few days.” Selena said
disgustedly.
“Like hell you will Selena! You owe these people a lot and to
show them that sort of inflexibility would leave a bad
impression.” Joe said, perturbed that she would even think it.
“Well, you can’t cancel your appointment. He’s hard enough to get
in to see. You’ve been on a waiting list for 2 months and even
this is a cancellation.” She whined.
“We’ll just have to change some plans and I can meet you in New
York on Tuesday night or Wednesday morning. You won’t need me for
your first day there. You know your way around once you get to
the Four Seasons. Besides, Joseph can help you with anything, and
get you anywhere.” Joe said calmly.
“How will I get there? I don’t want to ride on the train alone.”
Selena whined again.
“Well, here then I’ll try the snapped fingers method and see if
it works. If not, the train will have to do.” Joe said with a
smart-ass tone.
“Oh Joe, you know what I mean. I’m not used to traveling like you
are.”
“Well, then its time you did, baby!” He said as he leaned over in
the seat to kiss her.
She stood up and stepped out of the little topless roadster while
Joe got out conventionally.
“Do I just get a cab from the station?”
“Of course, you won’t have a problem. I can even have Joseph meet
you there if you want?
“Joseph? You mean from the Four Seasons?”
“Yes, he would do anything for me. Although he may not believe
what a big baby your are, Miss Wall Street Big Shot who’s afraid
to ride the train alone.”
“Am I being a spoiled brat?”
“Does a yes answer mean I can put you over my knee?”
“You just try it mister!” Selena answered with her tongue out at
him.
Dr. Nikko was the male fertility specialist who was supposed to
do the images and tests to see it Joe could have his vasectomy
reversed. Advances since he had the operation gave him a better
chance of success, but at the time of the operation he was told
because of a complication, it could never be reversed. However,
Dr. Nikko had told him that it shouldn’t make a difference in his
chances at this point. He gave him 50-50 of a successful reversal
as long as everything was OK. The biggest concern was the fact
that it was a 10 year old vasectomy and he was over 40 and his
body may have been fooled into stopping sperm production. In the
phone interview with his nurse she asked him if he still had
regular ejaculations and if so, how much? He kidded Selena
telling her that he told the nurse that his fiancé had said they
were two swallows.
They were both in thought as they went up the stairs into the
house. Selena turned to him cutely and put her arms around him.
“Joeys gonna have bullets put in that shooter of his and we’re
making a baby.” She cooed and kidded him.
“Thankfully it’ll take a year to see how fertile I can get, so
you can finish school. We don’t need any babies yet.” Joe said as
he hugged her back.
“We shouldn’t use plural either. Unless we have twins, I think we
should stop at one, like we talked about.” Selena warned him.
“God, I know. I never thought I could handle one, but having a
baby with you should be fun. For us NOT to have a baby would be
crazy. We have so much love to share. Although I’ll have to make
a deal with the child, he or she only gets the titties for a
short time. I want them back. I need my playtime too.” Joe kidded
her.
“Don’t worry, I’ll share them.” She laughed at him.
“You don’t worry about how our lives will change with a child?”
Joe asked.
“No, I think like you said, a third person, a product of our love
will make our relationship all that more intense. You don’t have
any second thoughts do you?”
She wondered.
“If you think I would go through with any tests or operation
messing with little Joe or the family jewels without a lot of
thought put into it . . . “ He started before she interrupted
him.
“Oh I know that Joey! I just wanted to be sure you hadn’t
rethought anything.” She assured him.
He took her in his arms and hugged her and said, “The only thing
different from yesterday is that I love you more.”
As much as Selena didn’t like starting the internship in New York
City alone she decided to tough it out to show Joe what she was
made of. Joe did call Joseph, his regular attendant at the Four
Seasons to meet her at the train. Then unbeknownst to Joe she
called Joseph herself to get assurances that he could direct her
to getting livery to and from her office until she could handle
it alone. Joseph quite understood.
Staying at The Four Seasons should have been an expensive
proposition for her 3 weeks internship, but Joe had a special
deal with management there with a continuing trade-off of
services Johnson Construction had supplied over the years. Joe’s
father had used it as his home away from home as well when he
attended conventions, sales meetings, or had projects going
close-by in New York or New Jersey. Johnson Construction had
converted rooms to suites, ballrooms to salons, etc whenever the
course of business called for it. They paid a fraction of the
going rate for services, as did Joe. Paperwork bill washing
always kept it on the up and up. The allowance Wall Street Global
was providing her for lodging took care of her stay there quite
well, though. She was also given an ample meal allowance, as well
as clothing stipend. This was all to keep the internship “unpaid”
to make sure no lines were crossed in PolyTech scholarship rules.
The clothing stipend was the most interesting of all. When ever
there were surges or dives in the market many times Wall Street
Global would be asked for statements by the media. When they did
so, The Five would all stand in front of a logo backdrop while
one stood at a podium to make a joint statement for the group.
Impeccable dress was always required to be sure that a premium
impression was made. Ross Curran had hoped that Selena could
deliver at least one of the statements if the instance should
arrive. He wanted the financial public to begin to wean itself to
her presence.
However, she didn’t need the stipend, as she had quite a lot of
proper dignified business dress to last her the 3 weeks. Joe had
always made sure she well dressed when they attended dinners or
business parties. If there were any one part she loved about
being or feeling wealthy for Selena, it was being able to shop
for what clothing she wanted, not what she could afford.
As Monday neared Selena and Joe were both nervous. She about
starting her internship and being alone, Joe about being alone
for the first night in a couple months, not to mention the tests
and procedures he was to go through. A call from Dr. Nikko’s
office had warned him about doing anything Tuesday night after
the tests as he would need a ride home from Nikko’s office and a
night to sleep off the medication. That meant he would not see
Selena until Wednesday, making him all the more miffed.
Sunday morning had them in church with Scott and Betty Hanson, a
favor by Joe for his love to keep peace among the family.
Afterwards over breakfast they told them of their plans for the
week. As soon as they mentioned the tests and examination Betty
Hanson spoke right up.
“I’ll bring you to the Doctors and make sure you get home safely
afterwards. I have nothing going on for Tuesday.”
“Oh I couldn’t impose on you I . . . . “ Joe started.
“I wouldn’t have it any other way Joe. I would love to do it for
you and help do my part to make sure I become a grandmother,
although I hope you wait until I’m old and gray and look like
one.” Betty said.
“Really I can . . .” Joe opened his mouth to say but was quickly
stifled.
“It’s not open for discussion. I’m going to be your mother in
law, and if a mother in law is supposed to a pain in the ass, I’m
starting here.” She said with a big smile, half serious, half
joking.
Selena looked at her Mom bewildered, but then thankfully. The
idea that she and Joe would be married finally came home and
settled with her Mom. She couldn’t help but giggle at her joy.
She looked to her Dad for the same endorsement, but he looked to
Joe.
“Joe you better listen to her. When it comes to being a pain in
the ass, she’s the best.” Scott said with a grin.
The four of them laughed to the point they became the focal
point of all eyes in the Diner. A bridge had been crossed here
and had taken some of the edge of tension of the next few days.
After a usual Sunday mid morning of newspaper flipping, overseas
communications and fax’s Joe finally emerged from his office,
confident he had completed his week’s business. He went to the
living room to find Selena laying on the sofa, flat out in the
sunshine in a very pensive mood.
Joe caught her attention and she broke her stare into nowhere.
“Hi! All done? Sorry I wasn’t much help today. My mind is
somewhere else I guess.” She said.
“It’s OK. You’re allowed. Some giant steps next week for you, for
us.”
“Mmmm. For sure.” She agreed with a melancholy lilt, adding, “You
did talk to Slim today didn’t you? He was on the machine after
church this morning, I hollered downstairs when I was changing, I
didn’t know if you heard me.”
“Yes, I did and Mr. Beupour said to wish you luck next week. He’s
seriously putting together a resume’ to submit to them after you
leave. He realizes it’s more than 5 years away, but he wants to
settle in the States eventually. He kids about chasing women
around, but he’s had the same girlfriend for 8 or 9 years and she
lives here, in Boston, I believe. She travels for Newsweek or US
News, one of those.”
Selena smiled big and sexy at Joe wanting to cut the small talk
as she crooked a finger to beckon him to the sofa.
“Come here, my husband to be.” She said as she half sat up and
shucked off her t-shirt and laid back, her beautiful breasts
brightening in the sun and her sudden excitement.
Joe was just in jockey shorts and his robe, which he quickly
untied and dropped. He sat on the edge of the sofa and crawled
onto her, pressing his mouth to hers. She spread her legs to
accommodate him as he slid both arms underneath her and held her
tightly to him. He broke the kiss, sliding his arms up her back
so he could pull back and look into her eyes.
“I have to sleep alone for 2 nights without you. What will I do?”
He asked.
“Ummmm, think REAL dirty thoughts and when you come on Wednesday,
we can live out your dreams.” She squealed.
“How about the naughty thoughts I have right now?” He wondered
aloud.
She answered by reaching down between them and taking the
hardening cock she felt against her in her hand. She pulled her
little sweat short shorts aside and pressed him into her.
“Ughnnnn!” He groaned at the sudden warm tightness of her waiting
pussy.
“How did you get so wet?” He groaned, but she was too breathless
to answer exalting in the sudden filling of her emptiness.
After a moment of reeling in the warm wetness of her he drew back
onto his knees a bit. He began to pump himself in and out of her,
watching her face as she quickly contorted her breathless mouth
to an O and rolled her eyes back.
She spat out a quick ball of air and drew another.
“I was so ready for you. I came so fast! Oh fuck me Joey, fuck me
hard!” She begged him.
Joe pounded like a machine for a minute while she hung onto his
neck and matched each stroke with an “UGH” in his ear. She let go
and called his name.
“Joe! Oh, let me up! Let me take these shorts off and fuck me
from behind!”
Joe bounced off of her quickly as she began to remove the little
shorts immediately. She threw them on the floor and knelt in
front of the sofa pushing her ass up for Joe to get at. Joe
slipped to his knees and positioned his wet dick at he opening of
her pussy and plowed her.
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaagh GOD, fuck me lover!!” She screamed in her
passion as Joe went at her like a madman again.
They were like two feral animals rutting in the wild but after a
few minutes Joe developed deep cramps in his upper thighs. He
tried to keep going but couldn’t keep up any longer and fell back
onto the floor.
“Oh Jesus FUCK, why now?” He shouted to no one.
Joe’s legs were heavily muscled and hard from years of working on
his feet and the constant walking to keep his arthritic knees
limber. His heavy legs always pushed him over the height to
weight charts, even though he had nary a pinch-able part of him.
Even passed 40 he was still solid.
He writhed on the floor for a moment and then struggled to his
feet and began to rub his thighs up and down.
“I’m so sorry lover.” He apologized. “I KNEW we should have done
that standing!” He said, mad at himself.
Selena turned and sat in front of him and began to stroke the
front of one leg while Joe did the other, trying to relieve the
cramp. Her eyes sought his to show her some sign of relief.
“Am I helping Joey? Is it better? Don’t be mad at yourself, and I
had cum a couple times and I was waiting for you. We both know
you shouldn’t do that.” She said trying to be conciliatory to
him, but his anger still bit at him.
“Everything will be OK. I love you forever, you know. Don’t beat
yourself up because if you do I’ll beat you up myself.” She
whispered.
Her words brought a smile and chuckle to his face. “OK OK, I’ll
be alright.”
Joe stood and continued to rub the one thigh while she rubbed the
other as the cramps calmed down.
He was rolling his eyes skyward wondering how to get her back in
the mood when he felt her lips kiss the head of his cock.
He looked down to see her sweet face smiling back at him, her
lips pursed to kiss his semi-hardness again.
“We can get this back to its former glory here, I think.” She
said as she saw it rising to attention already.
“How do you want it?” He whispered.
“Just like this. I’m happy. I’m here for you now.” She purred
back.
Joe wondered what he had done to deserve such a sexy little angel
as she stopped massaging his thigh and reached both hands behind
him to cup each side of his butt. She pulled him forward a bit
and opened her mouth to take him in. She rolled her eyes back as
she closed her mouth around him tasting her pussy and his
pre-cum. She began to pull him gently into her mouth as she
insinuated a fucking motion pulling on his cheeks and moving her
mouth. In a few moments he was gently thrusting in and out of her
mouth and about to cum when his male ego made him stop.
“Please! Stand up and turn around over the end of the sofa.” He
almost commanded her.
She was content to finish him in her mouth, but she knew he let
his pride take over, but she was happy to help him with it. She
got up quickly and pivoted to the end of the sofa and bent over
it. Joe was behind her in a flash with 3 fingers of saliva to her
pussy, followed by his cock.
“OHHHHHHHHHHH Joe!” she expelled as his slippery cock filled her
and began to fuck her in earnest.
Joe needed only a few dozen strokes to get himself to the edge as
he looked down at the beautiful round ass before him, its little
hole almost winking at him
“URHHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGG!” He exclaimed as his cum shot into her and
he emphasized each spurt with a thrust until he lay over her, out
of breath.
“I love you and wanted to cum deep inside you, my sweet.” He
whispered.
“Mmmmmm, it was wonderful. You make me feel so complete, so much
in love, so feminine and sexy.” She purred back.
Their early afternoon romp left them satisfied, but still not
looking forward to being apart for a few days. After cleaning up
they wound up back in bed for a siesta of sorts, holding each
other tightly.
Joe was just beginning to wake from his nap, fully aware of
Selena’s warm body next to him, but still something else waking
him in his ear. As he wiped the cobwebs and replayed the
situation realizing it was the middle of the day he became
cognizant of a word being repeatedly whispered in his ear.
“More, . . . .more, . . . . . . more . . . . . . . “ She was
lightly whispering directly into his ear every 5 seconds or so.
As Joe’s eyes opened he smiled and beside him she saw it.
“I’m calling for an encore. I didn’t think you would ever wake.”
She whispered low into his ear.
Joe rolled over and onto her, mashing their nakedness together.
Their lips locked in a long sucking, tonguing kiss as his cock
rose between them. As he was trying to find her opening she broke
the kiss.
“Not like this. I’m much too sore there for you to go that deep.”
She whispered as he moved off of her.
She rolled immediately onto him and reached underneath herself to
place him at her nether lips and back onto him. She moved on him
for only a few moments and stopped, drawing herself off and
laying on him, kissing him.
“Too sore, you pounded me hard before, but my clit is on fire for
you.” She whined sexily. “If I turn around will you be good to
me?”
Without waiting for an answer she stood on the bed and turned to
face his feet and lay prone over him, her pussy in easy reach of
his mouth. He snaked out his tongue to quickly swipe at her clit
before pressing his mouth over it. While he sucked at the blood
filled mound his tongue danced over her button to her immediate
delight as she sat back hard on his mouth. Her giggles and moans
told him she was quite ready for play and probably cum in
moments. Although his cock began to ache, full of blood itself,
he was much more interested in getting her off right now.
She was quite ready for a big O spasm ass she bore down on his
mouth, but she also must have noticed his throbbing penis before
her, for she took her hand and wet her fingers to squeeze the
plum head just as she froze in hard spasm.
“Joey, Joey, Joey, Jooooooooooooooooooo . . . . “ She said in
frantic bursts before holding her last word to a fade as she
quaked while sexual pleasure ripped through her loins.
She stiffened straight up and then fell gently forward to Joe’s
loins, pulling her sex from reach of his mouth. She clearly got
full relief from the itch and fire in her sex as she began to
compose herself.
“God, Joe! How can I spend these days without you?” She whined.
“Essy, we’ve spent longer than a few days apart and not being
near each other will make it easier. You’ll have your work to
keep you occupied and I’ll have my tests. We’ll be OK. I don’t
like it anymore than you, but just think how much fun we’ll have
when I get there.” Joe reasoned while he tried to keep is mind
off his excited cock.
“That’s just it!” She cried. “I’ll have my period when you get
there. It’s due later today or tomorrow. It’s probably why I
hurt!”
“Heyyyyyy,” Joe consoled her. “We always manage to have fun
anyway don’t we? And you know I always take care of you. We
always find a way. You know just being with you is enough to make
me happy.”
“I’m afraid that work will have me so stressed I won’t be able to
relax enough to get naughty for you.”
“Selena! You’re worrying about something you have no idea about.
You’re creating stress that may be your own concoction. Think of
how well you survived the interview the last time and you ended
up so confident. What makes you think it won’t be that way
again?”
“This is going to be for real Joe. I’m on the stage alone,
without even you there to fall back on.”
“Do you remember how scared you were the first time you took me
in your mouth?” He asked.
“Yes, I was afraid, but I wanted to make you happy. It was
something I told myself I had to do.” She answered confused at
his question.
“What makes this any different?” He reasoned.
“Are you Selena the little girl who wouldn’t stand up to her
father, or are you Selena the woman? Do you remember the first
time you wanted to swallow all my cum and how afraid you were?”
He asked again.
“I was petrified!”
“And now I have to beat you away sometimes, you can’t wait to do
it.”
OK, OK, you’ve made your point. I shouldn’t fear anything until I
know what the fear should be. I’ll try to face this more like a
strong woman should, but you can understand my trepidations.”
“Of course I can, but fear itself is nothing we need to fear.
They’ve spent nearly quarter million dollars to bet you can do
it. I’ve given you my life and everything in it because I love
you, believe in you. That’s 2 pretty good testimonials to how
good we think you are.” Joe preached to her.
She had been watching Joe’s face in the mirror while he spoke but
she twisted her torso now to look at him.
“Ohhhh, you’re RIGHT. That’s 2 pretty good references. I’m just
being paranoid.”
“Now, I know I can SHOW you how good I am!” She said with a sly
wink as she turned around.
Selena had confused Joe a bit, not sure if she was worried about
her internship or whether she would be sexual with Joe after 2
plus days apart. He wanted to assure her that sexual
compatibility was far beyond a question between the two of them
when he felt her mouth go around the head of his cock.
Her mouth felt exquisite and the site of her bent flat forward,
her hair fallen forward to fully show her long neck at the end of
her golden back and spine enticed him further. The two round
halves of her ass were like prize hams in the butchers’ case on
his lap. The innocent little rosette of her “hiney” as she always
called it, seemed to beckon his finger. While the soft sensual,
but firm, wetness of her mouth gliding over him was maddening, he
could not keep his finger away.
He filled his middle finger with his copious spittle and brought
it to her relaxed, slightly agape, little hole and slid in to the
second knuckle.
“MMMMMMPHHFFFT!” Came from her throat as she fell onto his cock
with the shock of the impalement.
She held him deep in her mouth as he stroked in and out of her
little hole getting deeper with each push. She hummed loudly over
him while he stroked her hiney.
After enjoying his invasion for a few moments more she pulled
forward off his finger and off of his penis.
“Oh God, Joe DON’T! I can’t have you fuck me there today! I have
to ride the train in the morning and sit in an office all day.
I’ll be too sore, besides having constant reminders of you! I’m
sorry.” She apologized.
“I wasn’t trying to do you there, I was just making it
interesting for you.” Joe said laughing.
“Well, then I’m protecting myself from myself then. About 3 more
strokes and I would have begged you to take me there.” She said
as she stumbled to her feet, almost falling off the bed.
“I’m sorry, your beautiful ass wide open before me is too hard to
resist.” Joe admitted.
Selena fell to her knees at the end of the bed and motioned Joe
to the edge. He slid down till his balls and cock were at the
edge as well as he sat up.
“Stroke him off into my mouth lover. We’ve started and stopped
too many times. I just want your cum and I’m worn out.” She said
apologetically.
“You’re trying to channel your stress with sex Essy. Sex is
supposed to relieve stress and you’re mixing it. Relax.” Joe said
as he took his cock in hand and began to stroke himself.
Selena scooted closer and put her lips around the head, teasing
it with her tongue as he stroked the shaft. He saw her hand snake
down between her legs, unable to stop her little clit from firing
up. When he looked at her face she was eye to eye with him,
imploring him with her teasing baby blues. It was all he needed
to go over. He felt his orgasm welling; just as her other hand
went to massage his balls.
“I’m cumming sweet!” He whispered low as he lifted off the bed
onto his feet forcing more of his cock into her mouth, just to
the end of his fist. He knew it wasn’t a large copious orgasm,
cumming too soon since earlier in the day but,
it felt as good an any. When he took his fist from his cock
Selena’s mouth remained and sucked down half way and she sucked
hard back up and off as he saw her shudder to herself, feeling
her own little orgasm.
Ever since he had finished his Sunday paperwork, they had been
about making love and sex. They had been about anticipating
missing each other and nervousness over internships and medical
results. Those stresses seemed solved for now as they lay with
each other on the floor at the foot of the bed. After a few
minutes he got up and got robes for them and helped her on with
hers. He walked her to the French doors off the kitchen and
outside to the pool. In the shadow of the cabana area off the
rear corner of the pools apron he took her robe off with his and
they slid into the water. Once in the water they needn’t worry
about prying eyes, and if they were seen in the shadows, they
didn’t seem to care.
They stood glued together in the water just to their necks. He
looked at her eyes and saw a tear coming down.
“What is it?”
“I love you so much and I know how much you love me.” She said as
she cried.
“And that will never change, because I love you so much as well.
If all of this is too much for you we can retire today and be
off. If that’s what you want.” He whispered.
“No,” She sobbed, “I’m going to make my mark in the world and
make a baby to leave our mark on the world too. We have too much
love not to share. Yes, I’m afraid, but I’m determined as long as
I’m with you.”
“I’m always there, with you all the way.” He said.
They swam the length of the pool and went up the steps to their
robes under the cabana after drying with towels from the outdoor
pantry. They sat at the small table there holding hands and
looking into each others eyes, smiling like school children. Joe
got up and fired the grill and took frozen hamburger steaks out
as well as frozen rolls from the freezer under the cabana. In a
few minutes they were smoking on the grill while they shared a
beer. Selena went to the towel pantry and found a bikini top to
wear.
“Let’s lay in the sun while we eat.” She said as she went to the
chaise and laid down with a towel over her abdomen. “I don’t
think we’ll get much sun for the next 3 weeks.”
“I’ll be right there.” He said as he gathered the food, 2 beers
and towel for himself.
Joe loved the cabana for just this reason; impromptu little meals
on lazy days.
As the afternoon sun got low they went inside dressed in their
bedclothes and packed cases for their trips. Although Joe wasn’t
leaving for 2 more days and fully able and versed for packing for
himself, he let Selena pack for him, making her happy.
“You’ve only packed 5 business outfits for work, Essy. Is that
enough?” He asked as he saw her things laid out.
She laughed out loud at him.
“What’s so funny?” He wondered.
“Two nights alone in Manhattan, you don’t think I’ll be able to
find any stores?” She shrieked joyfully. “And wait until you see
what I buy for you!”
They laughed together, Joe happy she had realized the positives
of being in the Big Apple, with or without him. Before long they
were in bed in each other’s arms asleep content in their love and
lives, anxious at what the new week might bring.
Chapter 29
Selena’s train pulled out of the station right on time at 6:36
allaying any worries she would miss her 9:30 start time at Wall
Street Global. Her goodbye with Joe was still tearful, although
they said goodbye so many times in the past half day. Once on the
train she had the days Wall Street Journal and USA Today. Plus,
she had Joe go over everything he had done the day before with
hopes it might give her insight on anything discussed at WSG. She
was still a bit nervous that she might miss Joseph at Penn
Station, although Joe said it would be impossible. She looked
like she was packed for a move, rather than 3 weeks, with Joe’s
bag with her as well. This way if there were things she had
forgotten, Joe could add them on his trip. The roadster was small
enough, without adding his bag to everything else. The issue of
how to get everything home at the end of her internship was left
open, with the possibility of her parents training to the city
for a day to see her office on the last day, and leaving with the
bags. It was not a big worry at this point. The roadster was the
best idea for parking in the city, as Joe always left it with
Joseph who could park it with his own car at his 2 space flat.
Joseph was a true friend, although always well compensated.
Joseph remained professional with Joe while at work, despite
their history of friendship and partying together.
When the train arrived at Penn Station she let the hurrying
commuters go ahead while she watched her two large bags in the
front compartment. The conductor was finding her a porter, and
true to his word he stuck his head inside the car and motioned
her forward. When she got to him in the line of people still
getting bags and getting off, he held the line to allow the
porter on and take her bags. Armed with a handful of $10 bills,
she slipped him one and followed the porter off the train. As she
and porter neared the gate entrance to the main terminal, she saw
Joseph with a hand drawn sign reading SC Johnson. Neither of them
needed the sign as he recognized her right away. She extended her
hand to shake, but he took it and kissed it and welcomed her to
New York.
“Joseph that sign should have read Essy Johnson, not SC.” She
giggled. “Joe has little nicknames for me.”
“Miss Hanson, that was how Mr. Johnson wanted it, for whatever
reason.” He said turning the sign over, reading “Ms. S Hanson” on
the other side.
“We have a car waiting outside.” Joseph said as he took her arm
and pointed the porter in the right direction.
Outside a large black Lincoln waited with driver, who recognized
Joseph and got out to get the bags from the porter and put them
in the trunk. Selena broke her hold of Joseph and handed the
porter 2 $10 bills and thanked him.
“If you come here often enough, he’ll dump bags off his cart to
help you again.” Joseph laughed as they got into the car.
“Joe coached me a little on how to get extra help without having
to act like a damsel in distress. She assured him.
“Miss Hanson, we’ll drop you at your office and I will take your
bags to the room. Here is your key. As soon as you know what time
you want the driver to call for you call this number and enter
62-2774 at the prompt. Leave your message and he will pick you
where he leaves you. If you have not called by 3:00 pm it will be
assumed you have other transport back to the hotel. You are all
checked in at the hotel and those pass cards will let you in. The
room number is in the separate envelope.”
“Please Joseph, call me Selena, there is no need to be formal.”
She said as she nodded to instructions.
Joseph reached and pushed a button to roll up the partition
window between them and the driver.
“Whenever I’m working I will always refer to you and Joe
formally, as I do all the guests under my care. When we gather
socially we can become first name friends. If I can while the
partition is up, . . . . Please come to my home for dinner
tonight with my wife and I. Afterwards she can show you places to
shop within walking distance of the hotel, plus I can show where
Joe’s car will be should you ever need it once he’s here. This is
no big fancy dinner tonight, just a chance to meet my wife. You
will find that Joe and I are good friends. I’ve known him longer
than I’ve known my wife, and she is very anxious to meet the
woman who finally got Joe’s heart. I don’t live far from the
hotel. I have a nice spot. I can probably retire on what I can
lease it for. My family’s had it for a long time.”
When Joseph finished his quick spiel he rolled the window back
down as they neared her office. When they got to the office
front, he jumped out to walk her to the door.
Under his breath he said, “My wife and I will both call for you
for dinner. I will have to be out of uniform then. I’ll call the
room around 6 p.m. We will have you home by 8 p.m., I promise.”
She nodded and as Joseph turned to go to the car she tapped him
on the shoulder to slip him 2 $10 bills.
“I’ll give these to the driver for you; Mr. Johnson takes care of
me.” He said with a smile and a wink.
Selena took her briefcase and made a deep breath and turned the
handle to go into the offices of Wall Street Global.
“Good Morning you must be Ms. Hanson. My name is Deneigh; I’m the
administrative assistant for the office. Welcome to WSG. To get
off on the right foot, I am not a receptionist, but act more a
Welcome Wagon. Everyone I let in that door is expected and no one
is admitted without an appointment. If someone calls for an
appointment, they speak with a service down the block to arrange
it. My main duty is press releases and policy. I also type and
process letters in the name of WSG. Each member of The Five, and
probably you as well, will have your own secretary from a pool
shared by another Wall Street firm. Mr. Curran will explain all
of that to you. When he comes in you will shadow him today.
Tomorrow they meet most of the morning and you will sit in with
them. Wednesday, unless the market does something crazy, they all
plan to sit and spend the day with you. After that it is all up
to you and how fast you learn. Mr. Curran says he could take the
rest of the summer off after you get here. He likes you a lot. I
probably shouldn’t have said that, but he doesn’t show much
emotion normally, but he brightens right up when they talk about
you. Speaking of him, here he is now. . . . Good Morning Mr.
Curran!”
“Good Morning Deneigh, and Good Morning and Welcome to you Selena
Hanson!” Ross Curran said as he extended his hand to her.
“Good Morning Ross. Please excuse me if I seem nervous. I just
got off the train about 40 minutes ago and . . . . .” She began.
“Oh Lord, don’t worry. Come, you’ll spend the day with me and we
can talk and take care of any questions you have. I plan on
thinking out loud all day for you. Have you worked out
accommodations?” Ross said to ease her mind and make her feel
welcome.
“Yes, I’m at the Four Seasons. My fiancé has an arrangement there
and we used the allowance towards that. He plans to be in town
with me for business and ballgames.” She said proudly.
“Please make sure I meet him. I would love to speak with him, as
I’m sure each of us would. Deneigh? Are you aware Ms. Hanson here
is engaged to Joe Johnson, the upstate fellow who does the
foreign day trading and speculation? Umm, we use him as a source
of a trend at times, I’m sure you’ve seen his name.” Ross
blabbered on, excited at the new infusion of blood in the tanks
thinking, while Deneigh nodded her head in assent.
“Joe would bristle at being called a day trader, or a penny
stocker. He calls it trending.” Selena said with a smile.
“Well, he’s very good, and smart too. Let’s go into my office.”
He said as they went through a door into the boardroom where she
interviewed last time. Off of that were doors to offices and Ross
Curran opened the door to his and showed Selena in.
Ross Curran’s office lit up with TV screens that crawled quotes,
stock news, and one station of general news. A remote on his desk
controlled each set. A computer on his desk lit up as well as a
small panel of lights with each of the Fives names under them.
Each was lit except Ross Curran’s, and he flipped a switch for
that.
“It’s how we know we’re here.” He said as all 5 lit.
Ross quickly settled in and did as he said, thought out loud,
even reading his e- mail and what he thought. He would
occasionally raise an eyebrow at a news story and raise the
volume on that monitor, and give her his thoughts on their
meaning. After about an hour he pulled a list from his pocket and
fired in 3 letter stock symbols on his keyboard, getting up to
the second quotes and transferring them to a graph. He constantly
explained where and why each one of those stocks was important to
him at the moment.
Selena was mesmerized by Ross Curran’s quickness with figures and
his out loud reasoning on domino effects of one price to
another’s. She understood most of what she saw, and that
surprised her, but made her real happy.
About 1:45 his intercom buzzed and one word came across, “LUNCH”.
He looked at Selena. “I HATE that, but if we’re all in the office
we eat lunch together. If any one of us has a luncheon meeting,
we usually all go out to different places close-by. We have one
rule at community lunch, NO BUSINESS TALK.”
Selena had taken so much in the past 4 hours she welcomed the
break as Ross opened the door to his spacious office to reveal a
small spread of food on the boardroom table. Three of the other
principles were already there and the last door opened and they
were there as a group. Each came right over to her and greeted
her enthusiastically, dropping all their “proper” calling her by
first name. When Deneigh came into join them, attractive as she
was, she never drew attention as the 5 men spoke with Selena,
offering different tidbits about the city or questions about
PolyTech. Selena was truly flattered being treated so warmly.
True to Ross Curran’s word, business never came up in the short
lunch break. In little more than a half hour they were all headed
back into their own little lairs.
The small lunch platter of vegetables, fruit, cold cuts and bread
that seemed hardly enough for 5 men was half left with everyone
eating light. It was obvious that lunch together was more social
than anything, and they all enjoyed talking with their new
“partner”.
Ross Curran settled behind his desk, taking great interest in the
prices he was monitoring on his computer screen. He was about to
call attention to something with her when he saw a look on her
face he had to comment on.
“The cat got your tongue? You seem to have something to say.” He
asked.
“How did I fit in out there? I’ve been so worried about being a
frog at a dog show and I just ate lunch with men 20 or more years
older than my father and I was OK.” She said bewildered.
Ross smiled at her, and for the first time spoke to her like she
was his granddaughter rather than co-worker.
“You, along with each of us out there, have a gift. Each of us
has a needle sharp mind. We all look at things differently than
most. Our sense of deduction is, to me, our greatest gift. We
never look at things at face value we look for net value. In your
own life you probably have “what if” quandaries that madden you,
and worry about the smallest detail of the simplest of things.”
He said to her, knowing by her expression he had hit a familiar
chord.
“It’s why we don’t talk business at lunch. Now take this chair
over here and look at what’s developing.” He said motioning her
relieved mind to his desk.
Curran pointed out 3 things that he quickly tied together. The
price of gold, political strife in Africa, and the yen drop
versus the dollar. He picked a remote up and aimed it at the “big
board” screen and scrolled quickly past a blur of numbers and
stopped at one.
“Yes, they’re dumping. They know something.” He said as he began
to point out a related quirk to Selena when his intercom buzzed.
“I think we have a situation.” J Trace Fountain said. “Gold.”
“I see it too, Jay. I’ll ring Deneigh.” Ross said as he quickly
punched a different button on the phone.
“Deneigh, 5 minutes please.” He said quickly as he hung up and
turned to Selena.
“There you see Selena, is two minds watching different
circumstances and getting a conclusion that agrees. Deneigh will
arrange a meeting in 5 minutes of the group. You see each of us
use some different means and barometers for watching what’s going
on, and we can all smell different ingredients. But if I smell
hot dogs and Jay smells cigars, and you smell peanuts roasting,
we can all pretty much figure there’s a ballgame at Yankee
Stadium. We all just found different ways of deducing it.” Ross
Curran explained calmly.
“Show me the quick version of how you came up with a problem.”
Selena asked intently, eager to see his thinking.
“Kenya’s Parliament committee on constitutional reforms said on
Thursday that the polls should be held under a new constitution -
now that may not be ready until next year. They were supposed to
have free elections this week. Why would they wait until the day
before to cancel and decide NOW that the new Constitution wasn’t
ready? I think there’s unrest with gold and its price on the
European markets. With elections tomorrow some of the countries
that were planning to buy heavily to back up the Euro versus
their own currency, and I’m talking Japan and the yen
specifically. I think, or should I say, WE think there is
something else pushing the cancellation beside the constitution.
Japan has some corporate agreements with contracts on gold they
might lose, so they may have threatened to curtail some of the
electronics trade, well, that’s a guess, but something. Japans
largest media chip maker suspended trading today and tomorrows a
trading holiday in Japan. Make any sense to you?” Ross explained
while pointing to quotes and stories that pertained to it all as
he did it.
“So, now you all go out and put your dominoes on the table and
click down the first one to see if they all go down?” She asked.
“Excellent way to put it! I think you get the jibe of it all.
Come on, let’s go out.” Ross said as he held the door for her and
joined the others at the board table.
Each of The Five gave their own reasons why they thought the
international price of gold might slip more drastically than
anticipated with the new elections, or cancellation of them.
Everyone had different signs or barometers that they hadn’t
looked for but just showed up, red flagging gold. As each spoke
Selena saw the trends and why they each looked at what they did
with volatile commodities.
John Branniff made his own analysis, noting that Uganda’s
government says that Kenya is moving troops to the gold centers,
so they may expect a work slow down, plus Somalia is being seen
as a host for terrorists who might strike in Kenya, if the
government seems volatile. After he finished Selena, who sat next
to him at the table, seemed to think out loud moving her pencil
over her legal pad of notes.
“So gold futures investors should be warned of short term
fluxuations, but well financed holders might better grit their
teeth and hold strong, the price will come back. Kenya is too
stable and Japan is too straight up to hold the price hostage.
Japanese gold is only Japanese because it washes out well with
the yen. Their government can’t expect that big of a profit to
end up being the bad guy.”
Realizing she may have spoken without solicitation she glanced up
to see the five men staring at her, causing her to stand down.
“Ooops, I’m sorry, just thinking out loud. I didn’t mean to
derail the train of thought.” She apologized, red faced.
J. Trace Fountain smiled at her and then looked to his
constituents.
“No, Miss Hanson, you didn’t derail the train of thought, you
pulled it into the station. That’s why you’re here now and coming
for a seat here. I couldn’t have made a better recommendation
myself. Any dissenters?”
“No, I think she nailed it.” Charles Ford said standing and
applauding her. “Willis told me a few weeks ago that he knew one
of your professors at Poly who said not to be surprised when you
came on board. I wasn’t really skeptical before but I want you to
know that you should keep studying hard, finish up and get here
as soon as you can; I, for one, look forward to working with
you.”
“I think Charley speaks for all of us, that we are pleased with
how you’ve worked hard and obviously dedicated yourself to this
project. One day does not a success make, but you’re on the right
track. Here, here for today’s youth! Alas, it is not all wasted.”
Willis Menard stated from his seat.
“Gentlemen,” Ross Curran started with a big smile, “Now that
you’ve thoroughly embarrassed the woman, not that I don’t agree
with you, can we make a decision of policy to get out to the
investors before it’s too late?”
“Jay why don’t you get with Deneigh and work on wording and
bounce it off us, and Deneigh, you keep a press release in mind
for the morning.
Deneigh quickly huddled with J. Trace Fountain, using her notes
for a quick write up as well as adding his own legalese and
lawyer-speak, keeping it simple, but precise.
When they got the wording they wanted Deneigh passed it to Ross
who read it and nodded and passed it down the line, ending with
Selena who was totally blown away by the electricity of strategy
and IQ’s working in the room.
The memo to investor subscribers said that long term investors
and holders of gold should not be swayed into making rash moves
to further skew the price of gold, they believed it would remain
stable over the long run. Those interested in making short term
plays in the commodity should shy away until they thought it was
at a low before the price came back. They warned that day trading
in such a strong commodity worldwide as gold is a bad bet and bad
for the markets.
The Five signed off on the recommendation and Deneigh rushed it
to all subscribers. Within minutes The Five were back in their
lairs to watch the late day price moves and news stories before
the US markets closed.
Deneigh sent her press release for approval, headed “Investors
group allays fears of gold price slip.” When she had the 5
initials on it she was ready to release it just late enough to
NOT make the afternoon papers, but to make the late business
reports.” It gave their subscribers enough time to move on their
advice that day and the investing world a heads up for the
morning openings.
By 4:15 the office began to shut down and Selena waited for a
queue to leave, knowing her ride was probably in waiting.
“So, what do you think of your first day in the financial world?”
Ross Curran asked as he packed up his own briefcase.
“I’m flattered by all the nice things everyone has said. I’m not
sure if I deserve it all, but it makes me feel like I know I’m
doing the right things.” Selena said.
“You stay on the course you’re on now and you should have few
problems. You’re thinking on the level where deduction and common
sense, plus your knack for the market, are making your decisions
flow. Tomorrow won’t be as easy as today and we have a lot of
reading for you. You’ll probably spend a week of your time here
reading. Each time we make a decision like we did today we file a
full scenario for ourselves to review. I want you to read a pile
of those and study them as you would for an exam. There won’t be
an exam, but whatever you use to commit things to memory would be
a wise tool to use. We might go weeks without a policy statement
like today’s. Our Friday review writes the subscribers paper that
includes today’s warning, as well as reprints from Barrons, The
Journal and other investment magazines. Tomorrow we all sit and
talk about the cause and effect of the world markets. By Tuesday,
our markets have swallowed what happened overseas last week and
their first day of business. Its a little rag tag, but we bounce
a lot of stuff off of each other. You’ll find it interesting.
Wednesday we’ll all take turns talking to you about what is
happening as its happening, meeting you alone or in two’s
depending on what the day brings. Thursday you’ll be in the
stacks reading and studying, and I suspect most of Friday as
well. You’ll be out there for the review on Friday after 2
o’clock. But come prepared for anything, that’s the nice thing
about the market. Have a good evening!” Ross said as he clicked
his door shut behind him as they both walked out together.
“Have a great evening Deneigh.” Ross said as he filed past her,
Selena just behind him smiled and nodded.
Outside a black Lincoln waited and as soon as Selena came out the
door, the driver got out and held the door for Selena,
embarrassing her in front of Ross Curran.
As they parted, he looked back at her with a grin. “If you were
my fiancé I’d spoil you too.”
Selena said nothing on the short ride to the hotel, noting how
far the walk would be and how to get there. As they pulled into
the promenade at the Four Seasons, Joseph was there waiting for
her, getting the door.
“Good Afternoon Miss Hanson, welcome home. You’re all checked
into your room and your bags are there waiting for you. Let me
escort you up.” Joseph said.
“Good afternoon Joseph. Thank you, I would appreciate that.” She
replied.
Once they got to the room, Joseph stepped in offering to move the
bags for her.
After the door closed Joseph dropped the formalities.
“How was the first day Selena? Joe called to check and see if
everything went OK. He didn’t want me to tell you, but I thought
it would look funny if he didn’t. Please dress casual for dinner
tonight. My wife and I will meet you out front on the bench at
5:45. It’s a 10-minute walk to the flat. Don’t worry it’s a safe
walk in Manhattan. After we eat, my wife, Shanna, will drive you
home the long way to show you shopping that’s an easy walk from
the hotel. The stores are open until 9 o’clock and quite busy at
night, as are the streets. For people who work and live here,
it’s there only time to shop. If you buy too much to carry, call
my pager and I’ll be sure you are picked up.”
“Oh Joseph you are too, too much. You didn’t need to do all of
this for me. I appreciate it beyond any thanks I could offer.”
She said as he moved the cases to the bed for easy opening,
stowing and hanging. She went to hand him a tip again and once
again he waved his hand.
“Not necessary, Joe takes care of me. See you at 5:45 outside. I
can’t come in without the uniform and see a guest so be sure you
come out.”
………………….
Promptly at 5:45 Selena met Joseph and his wife outside and
despite the fact she barely knew them, it was obvious Joe had
become a special friend over the years and they got along quite
well. As promised, dinner was simple and just a chance to get to
know her better. Joseph explained his relationship with Joe and
getting around the discomfort of being his “aide de comfort”. On
the public floors of the hotel, no one would know they were
friends and Joseph had to have it that way to keep his job.
Joseph’s wife, Shanna taking her on a quick car trip past the
hotel and to the major shopping available in walking distance,
topped off the evening. Shortly after 8 she was on her way up to
her room to call Joe.
When he did call she bubbled for 10 minutes about her work day,
and how sweet and what a help Joseph was. She wanted to fill more
details of her day but she caught herself yawning and Joe noticed
it as well.
“Listen, I have an early day tomorrow, your Mom is getting me at
6:00 a.m., and you’ve had a big day. Let’s cut this short and get
some sleep. We can catch up tomorrow night and Wednesday.” Joe
proposed to her.
“As much as I’d like to sit and talk, I am tired. Plus, I got my
period today. Good luck with your tests tomorrow. I love you!”
She said as she signed off.
In 15 minutes she was asleep.
Tuesday morning was a bright sunny day and when Selena opened the
curtains she couldn’t help but smile, looking up what she could
see of Park Avenue. She knew the walk to work would be easy and
pleasant as she knew more of the lay of the area.
Back at home Joe was on the way to his tests with Selena’s
mother. Betty Hanson was sitting in her car when Joe came out of
the side door beside the garage entrance. Having only seen her in
the past as June Cleaver, housewife, he was surprised to see her
in jeans and a tank top. It was a chilly morning as she also wore
a knee length sweater type of affair that tied at the waist.
Selena’s lineage was obvious seeing Betty this way.
They made small talk all the way to the doctors. She had brought
him a coffee but he had to fast for 12 hours before the tests and
scans so he had to turn it down, but noted how thoughtful she
was.
She pulled into the cul de sac entrance and dropped him off,
saying she was going to breakfast but would be sure to be there
when he finished. Joe had told her he expected to be ready by
early afternoon.
After a battery of tests and scans where he was injected with
dyes and made to drink chalky potions he was walked out to the
waiting area by a nurse.
Betty rushed up to meet them and take his hand.
“He’s a little woozy, but not too bad. He’s just had something to
relax him. He shouldn’t be alone for the next few hours, but
after that he should just get a good nights sleep and he’ll be
fine in the morning. Try to get him to eat something and drink
plenty of fluids, but no alcohol.” The nurse told Mrs. Hanson as
they walked Joe to the car.
“Here’s the number at the nurses station if he has a problem, but
he should be fine.” The nurse said as she closed the door on the
car.
Joe swore he was fine on the ride home, but was asleep when Betty
pulled into Joe’s drive. She was able to wake him and helped him
inside, needing his keys and direction to get in. It was her
first time inside and was a little surprised about the elevator,
although she had heard about it.
Joe insisted he was fine, but here was a definite far away look
in his eye.
Once Joe was situated in the living room he admitted he was
little out of it, but was hungry. Betty suggested a sandwich and
Joe concurred, telling her there were cold cuts in the bar fridge
and bread in the kitchen.
As she walked away Joe thought he was dreaming. There, in tight
jeans was Selena’s round ass disappearing into the kitchen and
when she came out, there was Selena’s round full breasts, bobbing
as she walked to the bar fridge and bent over to get out the cold
cuts. She easily found the cutting board on the bar under the
glass and put together a ham and cheese sandwich for Joe. He was
mesmerized, as he had never seen Betty in this light, dressed
like this. If this was to be Selena at age 40, he was certain to
be a busy man. Joe wondered if under Scotts “rule” at the house
she had to have the June Cleaver look. Certainly she was a
shapely beautiful woman who had no reason to hide her shape. In
the back of Joe’s mind he wondered if Scott was taking care of
business at home with this hot woman around.
As Betty walked in with his sandwich she could see his eyes
looking her over and she blushed, wondering if it were her
imagination. When she came back with a glass of milk for him, she
knew she was not mistaken. He was staring at her.
His eyes went from her wiggle to her eyes, knowing he was caught.
“I’m sorry Mrs. Hanson, I guess I never saw how attractive you
were before. You never dressed so provocative before.” Joe
apologized.
“That’s OK Joe. I don’t dress like this often. Only when I know
Scott won’t see me. He thinks this looks like a tramp, I like to
think I feel like a woman.” She blushed.
“A tramp? How could he say that? You’ve got it and should show
it. When I was single and free I never made a habit of seeing
married women, but I would have made an exception for you. My
God, I feel like I’m looking at Selena in the future. Please
don’t take my remarks the wrong way. These drugs probably made me
say things I normally wouldn’t.” He confessed.
“But still, you thought them, so it’s the truth, but don’t be
embarrassed. I’m flattered. To tell YOU the truth, if you were
single and free and you made a play for me, I would have done it.
Scott hasn’t looked at me like that in a long time.” Betty said
dejectedly.
Joe was hungry, tearing into his sandwich, chewing and
swallowing.
“That’s a shame Betty, but only you can change that. Selena’s not
home now. Have you ever thought of dressing like that at home, or
meeting him at the door in something more provocative?”
“This is hardly something I should be talking to my future son in
law about, but no, he wouldn’t respond to that. Scott’s strictly
a bedroom lover. I guess he was repressed and that’s why he was
that way with Selena. She was smart enough to follow her heart
though.” She explained.
“Well, my last words about it are, only you can change that. You
have the goods to make him want you, assuming you still love him.
You’re both young enough to have a full strong sex life. Don’t
let such an important part of your life get away. Sex is one of
Gods joys that he gave us and it’s the most driving force of all.
Hear me now, because I would have never said it without the
drugs.” Joe said shaking his head at himself.
“You’re sweet to think that about me Joe, maybe I will try to get
things going.” She said with a whimsical look.
Joe continued to eat and the conversation stopped. Betty picked
up her book and started to read as Joe gobbled his food and drank
the milk. When he finished he went to get up and bring his plate
and glass to the sink, but Betty motioned him down.
“Stay put and relax, I’ll take care of that.” She said as she
walked to the kitchen hoping Joe’s eyes were glued on her ass.
She enjoyed being admired like this.
She rinsed the plate and glass and put them in the dishwasher and
went to wipe down the counter. She found the bathroom and by the
time she returned to the living room, Joe was asleep.
………………………………………
Earlier that day in New York Selena climbed the steps of the
brownstone front of WSG’s office and opened the door as Deneigh
let her in.
“Good Morning Ms Hanson! Mr. Ford will be a few minutes late, but
everyone else is meeting in the boardroom at 9:00 for you. I’ll
have coffee in a moment.” Deneigh said as she pointed to the main
door and used her foot-click to let her in.
“Thank you Deneigh, and good morning. Isn’t it glorious out there
today?” Selena said with a big smile, confident in herself.
“Oh Ms Hanson!” Deneigh said, just catching her, and holding out
a sheet of paper. “Mr. Curran wants you to read this press
release and study it.
Selena took the paper and went into the boardroom taking the same
seat she took the day before. She read the press release and
wondered why she was told to study it. It basically said what she
deduced the day before and was fully aware.
Deneigh came in few moments later wheeling a podium into the
center of the back wall in front of the huge Old Vienna Regulator
clock. She pulled down two roll-up shade type backgrounds on
either side of the clock. The backgrounds were royal blue with
white WSG logos all over them.
“The press is coming in for a reading of our statement on gold
this morning. Bloomberg, MSNBC and CNBC and other outlets want a
clip. This happens a lot.” Deneigh said as she went into a small
ante-room and came out with a coffee urn and plugged it in at a
corner table with cups already set up on it.
Ross Curran’s door opened and he came out smiling.
“Good morning Selena, . . . err Ms Hanson. Sorry, we ARE in the
boardroom, a thing you should always be aware of. Ummm, have you
read that press release?”
“Yes, I have. It’s basically the same thing we decided on
yesterday. Or, have I missed something?” Selena quizzed him.
“No, it’s just I want you to read it today for the press. It will
be your unveiling as a member of the team. There will be no
fanfare to it. We will all be behind you looking like the stodgy
old poops we normally are. There won’t be any questions on camera
and when you read it your name will appear as Wall Street Global
Group member. If you notice, some of the logos on the wall have
two G’s in the logo. Eventually we will be WSGG, the Wall Street
Global Group.”
“Mr. Curran, I don’t know.” She said petrified all of a sudden,
but then in the back of her mind she thought of Joe’s words to
her about never fearing fear and to have confidence in yourself.
“You’ll be fine, I’m sure” Ross said not giving it a second
thought.
“Not a problem,” Selena said picking her esteem up, especially
after Ross’ saying he was “sure” she would be fine.
The other members were soon all there and at 9:30 the door opened
and 3 camera crews were let in to set up, check lights and sound.
Once ready they asked the group to assemble and Selena stepped up
to the podium.
Ross leaned into whisper to her. “Just read the statement after a
“good morning” and you’re home free kiddo.”
She realized Ross had said that to relax her, completely dropping
all the formalities. He would no more call her “kiddo” as he
would drop his pants right here, but he wanted her to relax and
know she was part of the team.
Bright lights came on and a voice in the back said, “Whenever
you’re ready”.
“The price of gold saw wild fluctuations on the London market
yesterday causing a flurry of buying and selling before the bell.
We believe that those fluctuations were . . . . “ Selena read on
moving her eyes from her release to the camera like a
professional. No one in the room knew that she was ready to pee
her pants she was so nervous, but decided to read it as if she
were reading it to Joe.
When the last words came out she heard J Trace Fountain whisper,
“Step back.”.
She did and formed a picture of 6 stalwarts of finance that
cameras in the room snapped. The snapping went on longer than
usual, knowing that a change had come to Wall Street Global.
Finally Charles Ford said, “OK enough, we have work to do,” to
break up the media event.
A reporter stepped up to Ross Curran and asked about the new
member, but he only said that she WAS a new member and would be
joining the group permanently soon and that there would be no
more questions. He motioned Selena out of the boardroom along
with all of the other members while the media broke down their
equipment. She sat with Ross watching the opening numbers on the
big board, each noting certain prices. After a few minutes the
intercom sounded that the boardroom was clear.
While one or another watched the big board and certain key
indices, the most of the day was spent with Selena one on one or
more talking policies in general, each trying to fish information
from each other. Her fresh views, along with her experience with
Joe made her an easy conversation with the gristled veterans of
the floor. Each privately agreed that having the young blood and
fresh outlook would make a difference in their thinking. John
Branniff noted a “new cutting edge” to the operation and maybe
getting a whole new generation of investors to subscribe to their
service.
In her conversations with J Trace Fountain he chuckled as he
thought and she asked what had triggered his muse.
“I once ran heavily on the foreign markets and knew a young kid
named Beupour who was sharp like you, but he insisted on staying
over there. His mother was Indian and she was sick. I was younger
then, and thought I was even younger, trying to keep up with him;
if I knew then what I know now. But I can’t help think of him
when I see and hear you” He said with a twinkle.
“You don’t mean Slim Beepo, do you? Chielm Beupour?” She asked
“YES! That’s him! Do you know him?” He said amazed.
“Yes, he’s on the floor at the Japanese markets and works for a
Belgian firm, I believe. I just spoke with him a few days ago. My
fiancé talks with him every week. He is a very nice man.” Selena
said with a big smile.
“Oh, if he ever got a look at you, your fiancé would have to lock
you up. He loved to chase the girls.” He laughed.
“Joe warned me about him, and yes, he did get a bit fresh on the
phone, but I put him in his place, for sure.”
The rest of the day was spent like this, meeting and discussing,
exchanging ideas. Thankfully nothing major came down on the
market that day and they could spend this time with her. The Fed
was meeting that day making the market tentative and that was why
they changed their original plan. Wednesday they would meet as a
group for most of the day and she would sit in as a fly on the
wall. She was already getting the hang of all of this and began
to solve the age-old question students asked themselves as they
spent the hours and hours of studying for tests. “When am I ever
going to use this stuff, anyway?”
She was finding a use for her education, for sure.
………………….
Back at Joe’s house he was just beginning to wake up from his
drug aided sleep sprawled on the sofa. He woke well aware of a
huge erection from either a dream he had or perhaps the urge to
urinate. He began to reach for it to soothe himself when he
realized that he was in the room with Betty Hanson, Selena’s
mother.
He sat up quickly and looked for her, but her book was on the
other sofa and the bathroom door was closed. He then readjusted
himself and sat up straight to allay his excited member until he
could pee.
From the bathroom he thought he could hear crying and he became
quite concerned. He listened closely, and he was certain it was
sobbing. He wasn’t quite sure what to do, so he got up to go to
the door to see if he could help.
He was just about to knock when he heard the sobbing again, but
realized it was not sobbing, it was groaning, pleasure-ful
groaning. She was masturbating!! Yes, for sure, she was getting
herself off. Was it the sight of him with his erection, was it
something in her book that set her off, or was this something she
did on a regular basis? One thing he didn’t want was for her to
be aware of him at the door as he snuck back to the sofa. He
reclined again and feigned sleep for the next 5 minutes until she
came out. As she sat down he made as if the movement in the room
woke him.
“Oh, I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to wake you!” She said with a
flushed face and quite a guilty look.
“Oh that’s fine. I didn’t want to nap all day and not be able to
sleep tonight. What time is it?” He asked.
She went to look at her watch and it wasn’t there.
“Oh, I must have left it in the bathroom, when I took it off to
wash my hands.” She said with a red face jumping up to get it.
“It’s just after 5. If you’re ok I better get going to be home
when Scott gets there. I want to change anyway. If he knew I was
out in jeans and a tank, he would be mad.” She said as she came
to him to say goodbye.
Joe was now quite cognizant and clear and stood to walk her to
the door. They went down the elevator together and he walked her
outside.
“Betty, thanks for everything today. I don’t think I’ll ever be
able to say my mother in law is a pain in the ass. You are really
quite sweet and thoughtful. I’m glad we had a chance to get to
know each other a little better.” He said as he hugged her.
She embraced him tightly and kissed him and hugged him again,
whispering in his ear. “ . . and never a word about what we spoke
about, OK?”
“Never, I promise.” He said as she turned and walked away. She
WAS quite attractive and shapely and Joe could not help but
notice. When she got to her car and turned, she caught Joe
looking once again. She winked and smiled at him.
On her way home she thought how lucky her daughter was to have
such a loving, sexy man. Plus she was also envious on the weapon
she saw in his pants while he slept restlessly. She did feel a
bit if shame that it turned her on so much she had to go and
masturbate. It was the first time she had done that in a year or
more. She had sex since then, but forgot exactly when. With
Selena out of the house, she was going to try and spice up their
relationship. The fact that Joe said he would have made a play
for her, despite being married, if he were free to do so, made
her ache sexually. If her husband weren’t willing to take care of
business at home, maybe she would look elsewhere. With Selena out
of the house there was little reason to keep the marriage
together if all she was going to be was a maid. She loved her
husband, but realized that she was the same age as Joe and he had
a bright new life ahead of himself. She wasn’t ready to pack it
yet.
…………………………
Selena Hanson walked up Park Street with a bounce in her step she
didn’t think she would feel while in New York She got along
famously with each of the men in the group after having long
conversations with each of them today. Each one of them had taken
to time to really find policy statements and break down all the
circumstance behind it. Then it was just talk about the feel, the
politics of the market and how they thought it affected certain
sectors of the market. They posed scenarios to her to get
reactions, not to find a right or wrong answer but to feel her
deduction abilities. For the first time she actually felt like a
true prodigy, a fish IN water. She couldn’t wait to turn on
Bloomberg tonight and see herself on TV.
For the second time today she realized the where and why of all
the classes, all the studying, and the rhythm of the mathematics
that Joe always talked about. For all of this she was going to
reward herself. She was going to shop!!
Stores in Manhattan were going to know Selena Hanson by name is
she had more afternoons like this one. After just an hour she had
called Joseph and just caught him before he got off duty. He gave
her a pager number and would make himself available to meet her
to return with her packages. He would introduce her to the
concierge tomorrow so he would know her and help her in the
future if he weren’t there.
As agreed, the Four Seasons van pulled up in from of Masons, an
exclusive clothier, at 6:30 and Selena came out with arms loaded
with 4 shopping bags. Each bag bulged with neatly packed and
combined bags from other finery stores. Joseph rushed to help
her.
“You found a few things to your liking, huh?” Joseph joked as he
took 2 of the big bags from her.
“Yes, I had to have security in the front of the store check 2 of
these when I got here, and then I filled two more. I could never
have done this if Joe were here. Not that he would have minded,
he just hates shopping when you don’t have a specific thing to
get.” Selena said red faced and exhausted.
“There was a clip of part of WSG’s statement you read on the news
tonight. You’re a star after one day.” Joseph said smiling.
“The whole thing is supposed to be on Bloomberg tonight at 7. I
have to call Joe and my parents to watch.” She said proudly.
“Well, we better hurry then.” Joseph said as he whisked the van
through traffic and into the front of the hotel.
“You go, and I’ll bring everything up.” Joseph said as he got her
door.
……………………………………………
Selena was on the phone with her father when the Josephs knock
came.
She opened the door to the large gondola of shopping bags and
Joseph. She quickly finished with her father and hung up to help
Joseph.
“Oh, I can’t thank you enough for taking yourself away from home
to help. I really feel I’m taking advantage of you.” She said as
she slipped a rolled bill in his hand.
He handed it back again telling her, again, that Joe took care of
him.
“Joseph! Listen to me! This is Selena taking care of you! I don’t
know what your arrangement with Joe is, but I am giving you this
for leaving your home to come and help me. If you don’t take it,
I will never call on you again. Please!” She insisted.
Joseph took the money, despite his arrangement with Joe, at her
insistence. She was to be insulted if she didn’t, not that he
couldn’t use the money. Joe usually gave him one check at the end
of each stay. As he rode the service elevator down he unrolled a
100-dollar bill. Not his first 100-dollar tip, but the first this
week, for sure.
Selena got a hold of Joe just as Bloomberg came on the
television.
“Quick, quick, put on Bloomberg!”
“What?”
“Put on Bloomberg. I’m on the television!”
“OK, OK, I’m doing it. You didn’t commit a crime did you?” He
joked.
“No, I’m making a statement for WSG. It’s really cool, their
talking about it right now!”
Joe Johnson watched as the reporter told how a staid investment
advisor was telling investors not to panic over the fluctuations
in gold, and then they went to the video.
Selena looked beautiful, but smart in her prim business suit as
she stood before The Five reading the statement of policy their
subscribers had received the day before. Selena looked polished
and somehow lost her “kid” look in her professionalism before the
royal blue backdrop. The shining touch was when she stepped back
to meld into the group of six, as they looked like a staid team
of Wall Street executives. When they went back to “live” the
anchors looked at each other and made a comment about the new
look at WSG , with one adding, “We hear she will become a
permanent part of the team over the next few months.
“Well, what did you think?” She asked excitedly.
“I think I’m the luckiest man in the world.” Joe said with a
crack in his voice.
“You’re so smart and beautiful, and have worked so hard and
everything is coming together for you and for us. I just can’t
believe how you have grown so much as a person, a woman. I am so
proud to call you my wife.”
Selena began to choke on his words as well.
“Joe, YOU’RE the reason I’ve grown so much. You made me whole!”
“Don’t discount what you’ve done. I love you!” He added.
“Let’s save this for when you get here. What did you find out
today?” She asked excitedly.
“Well, from the doctors I haven’t heard anything, but I did learn
one thing today.”
“. . . and what would that be?”
“Your mother is a fox and has as cute an ass as you do.”
“JOE! Why would you say that? That’s my MOTHER you’re talking
about!”
“When she took me to the doctors today she wore tight jeans and a
tank top and it was the first time I saw her as something besides
June Cleaver. I told her how good she looked and she told me your
father would kill her if he ever saw her dressed like that out.
What gives with that?”
“My mother in tight jeans and a tank top? Wow. I mean, I know my
mother is attractive and well put together, but she’s always in
some frumpy dress. I’ve tried to tell her to get with it, but she
says she’s only around the house and she’s comfortable.”
“Well, her intention today was to make sure I knew what was
packed underneath the frump. I mean, she didn’t come on to me,
but she more or less told me that she was horny and your father
wasn’t doing the job at home. I told her that if you looked like
that in 20 years I would have my work cut out for me, and that I
certainly knew where you got her looks from. That’s when she told
me your father would kill her if he knew she was dressed like
that out, but she wanted to feel wanted or at least admired. She
KNEW I was admiring her when she walked away, she looked back to
check. Before she got in the car to go home, she saw me watching
her and winked at me.”
“Do I have to worry about you two? . . that’s a joke, but was
there anything else?”
“No not really, she just gave me a more than friendly hug, and
then mothered me, making me lunch and like that. Selena, your Mom
and I ARE the same age. It’s not like she’s fantasizing about
young boys. I think she wanted to know how she really looked, and
I told her.”
“Joe, I know you like a book and you’re holding out on me. Go
ahead, I can take it.”
“Sheeeeesh, am I THAT transparent. I told her when I was single
and free I would definitely make a play for her, even though I
usually didn’t date married women.”
“Well God Joe, you didn’t have to tell her that, I bet she knew
that after watching her “walk away”. What else?”
“God, you are psychic! She masturbated in our bathroom while I
was sleeping. I woke up and thought she was crying and I went to
the door to ask her what was wrong, and the sound I heard wasn’t
crying, she was doing herself. I’m sorry to tell you this on the
phone Selena, and you made me fess up.”
“ SHIT, you know what’s so damn upsetting isn’t her dressing like
that, or using you for a guinea pig, or even getting it on, God
everyone deserves THAT, it’s that she and daddy are home alone
now and they should be having the time of their lives. Damn, I
hate to think she’s miserable. Maybe I should talk to Daddy.”
“Well, if you talk, be VERY discreet and don’t let any of this
out. Just maybe say that your Mom seems a little depressed and is
everything OK. Blame one of your psyche courses for noticing she
has the signs of a neglected woman. Selena, let me tell you. If I
found out she went to a bar during the day looking to get picked
up, I would not be surprised at all. I talked to her, I know.”
“Joe, I’m giving you the benefit of the doubt on this one. I’m
finding it hard to believe, but taking your former, and I repeat
FORMER, reputation into play here, I’ll take your word for it.”
She said sighing heavily. “Well, I was going to say something
sexy to you tonight, but that mood is gone. I did buy you a lot
of nice things, and even a few things for myself!”
“Do the shops of Manhattan know you are there?” He asked
“Quite well!” She said brightening.
“You know that I really don’t care, as long as you’re happy, and
you feel pretty and comfy in what ever you buy.” He conceded.
“I know Joe. I don’t think I’m breaking the bank.” She said not
wanting to tell him she spent $1500 on clothes and shoes.
“OK, I’m going to run and get a good nights sleep and leave early
for Manhattan. Is tomorrow a day you can go out to lunch?” He
asked.
“Mmmmmm, not sure. It’s supposed to be an all day pow-wow, but if
one has plans, they all go out, usually. Call me, OK? I love
you!”
Selena hung up and thought how great it would be to see Joe for
lunch tomorrow. Ross Curran had told her they usually review on
Tuesday, but since the Fed met today, they wanted their options
open in case of a drastic change. So Wednesday would be her day
to sit as the fly on the wall. A break in that day would be nice.
She called her mother to just get a barometer of her outlook and
to see if she would volunteer anything. Betty Hanson bubbled to
her daughter talking about Joe and how she loved getting out of
the house for a day like that, while helping the two of them out.
As they finished the conversation Selena added that Joe said she
looked very nice today, the first time he had seen her in jeans.
“Shhhh, don’t let your Dad know. He’d have a fit!”
“Why? Why would Daddy have a fit?”
“He thinks it makes me look like a hussy.”
“Really? Is that what he thinks I look like, or am, a hussy
because I wear tight jeans?”
“No, you’re young. He doesn’t think I should be on display.”
“Why not Mom? You have a beautiful body. At forty you should be
proud of it.”
“Oh, you know how your father is. Let’s just drop it. I have to
go now anyway. I saw you on TV, you looked fantastic.”
“OK, Mom, but I’ll talk to you again soon.”
After Selena hung up she liked Joe’s idea of talking to her Dad
and mentioning signs of depression to him. She could call him at
work early tomorrow.
Chapter 30
“Hello? Daddy?”
“Selena! Is there something wrong?” Scott Hanson asked in a
worried tone, knowing it odd she call him at work, and from New
York City.
“That’s what I want to ask you, if there’s anything wrong.” She
said back inquisitively.
“What do you mean?” He asked.
“I spoke with Mommy last night and I’m so psychologist, but I can
tell something is wrong. She sounds very depressed. I got real
bad vibes from her Daddy. Do you notice anything when you talk to
her?” She wondered.
Nnnn No, I don’t think so.” He hedged.
“Daddy when was the last time you talked with her, and I don’t
mean to ask her when dinner was, when your coffee would be ready.
I mean talk!” Selena said trying to pin him down.
“Oh, . . . I guess a few days.” He admitted.
“DADDY!” she whined. “I don’t think she believes you love her
anymore. She acts like she’s real neglected. I see signs that I
know are not good.”
“How can you say that? We hardly ever fight.”
“If you don’t talk, you can’t fight Daddy!”
“When was the last time you took her out? I think when she took
Joe to the Doctors yesterday it was the first time she had been
out in a week. She let Joe off and went to breakfast by herself.
Then she went back and sat in the waiting room for 3 hours and
then went back to our house and sat with him for another 4 hours,
reading and watching him sleep! When she left she thanked Joe for
the nice day!” She challenged him. “Wow, isn’t that an exciting
life.”
“We kind of live separate lives sometimes, I guess. But I didn’t
think anything was wrong.” Scott whined to his daughter.
“Daddy, don’t get mad, but when was the last time you and Mommy
made love, and I mean good dirty sex, wearing each other out.”
She asked boldly.
“Selena Hanson where do you get the audacity to ask such a
question? It’s none of your damn business! And what makes you
think your mother would like something like that!” He scolded
her.
“It IS my business when it’s my mother, and my parents marriage
that is going stale, when it should be hot as anything now that
I’m not around. You guys should be naked in the house half the
time. Don’t you know Mommy is a fox! I pray to God I look like
that at her age. And if you haven’t noticed, I’M A WOMAN and I
KNOW what a woman would like!!” She fought back.
“You don’t understand what happens after you turn forty Selena.”
Scott said turning know-it-all.
“Daddy, I’ll make love to my forty year old 3 times tonight after
not seeing him for 3 days, and if I want to go a fourth, he might
be up to that. Don’t give me the over forty horseshit. You’re
lazy and taking her for granted and if you say you love her
you’ll fix that right away!” Selena bit back.
“I DON’T THINK YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT . . . . “ He started to lose
his temper saying, before she interrupted him.
“She wore tight jeans and a tank top to go with Joe. Joe said
every man who saw her took a second look and she ate it up. Joe
had never seen her dress like that and said told her how fabulous
she looked, that she had really taken care of herself. DADDY, she
blushed and giggled when he said that. She is in need of serious
attention. Now tell me, has anything happened between the two of
you?”
She demanded.
There was a long pause on the phone before he answered.
“No, I guess I just got lazy, thinking that after you left,
there’s nothing else.”
“Is that what all your badgering me about Joe has been? Is that
what all the boring neglect of Mommy has been? Don’t be a fool
Daddy. At forty it’s far from OVER! You two are home, all alone,
at night and can be newly weds again. Get to know each other
again if it’s been that long. I’m not going to sit idly by while
my parents’ marriage and relationship disintegrates before my
eyes. Do you know how easy Mommy could find a suitor if that was
what she wanted to do? God Daddy, LOOK at her! Get her out of
those old dresses she wears around the house. Let her show
herself off for you. She’s aching for attention Daddy. I just
KNOW IT. All the signs are there.” She lectured.
“I can’t believe my daughter is telling me this.” Scott said
under his breath.
“Better me than a marriage counselor or divorce lawyer, don’t you
think?
Now I have to get to work, but I want you to think about what
I’ve said here. Don’t think of it as your daughter telling you,
think of it as someone who loves both of you very, very much and
doesn’t want to see anything happen to either of you.” Selena
finished the conversation.
“Did your Mother put you up to this?” He asked boldly.
“No Daddy, I took what Joe told me yesterday and what I heard her
in her voice and the things she said last night and put two and
two together.” She said to a long silent pause.
After 30 or so seconds Scott said 3 words. “New Years Eve after
the ball dropped and we drank champagne.”
“What?” Selena asked confused and then it hit her. “The last time
you guys . . . Um. Daddy, you should be ashamed of yourself. I’m
running late now, but please think about this. I’ll call you
tomorrow. I love you Daddy.”
After she hung up she almost wanted to get sick, thinking about
what she had to speak to her father about, but she was glad she
did. Right now, more than ever, she wished Joe were here to make
love to her. Besides the embarrassment, the conversation made her
warm. Making love right now would be so reaffirming to her about
love saving all. No wonder her mother felt so frustrated, and she
wondered how many times she was tempted to go out during the day.
She felt sure she had woken her Dad up to what was wrong with
them both.
Selena rushed to the elevator and began to make her way out of
the hotel when Joseph stopped her.
“Ms. Hanson, if you have to be to work by 9:00 a.m. you’re going
to be late. Let me get you a lift.”
“No, Joseph, I can make it, please.” She said rushing by him.
He followed her quickly outside. “Ms. Hanson, please!” He
shouted.
Selena started across the street and looked at her watch. She
stopped and turned back to Joseph. “Shit, Joseph! You’re right!”
She shouted.
Joseph ran to the Four Season Shuttle bus and opened the front
door for her.
She climbed in quickly and Joseph went around and quickly started
the van. He eased into traffic and drove the 5 blocks missing
each light.
“Thank you Joseph. Joe is coming today; we’ll have to bring you
and your wife to dinner some night. You are a savior. Thanks.”
She said as she hopped out and went up the steps of the
brownstone front of WSG. She opened the door as Deneigh let her
in.
“Good morning Deneigh. I’ll bet I’m the last one here, right?”
She said breathlessly.
“Yes, but you’re on time, don’t worry.” Deneigh said with a
nodding smile.
“Oh, do any of them have lunch appointments?” She asked.
“Yes, Mr. Ford has a luncheon at Columbia. He’s leaving at 11:45
and is supposed to return at 1:15. They’ll all probably break
then.” She answered.
“Good, then Joe Johnson will call for me around noon, OK?” She
said as she opened the door to the boardroom and slipped in.
Once inside she greeted the men as Ross Curran came out of his
office. He sat down and passed out agendas.
“Ms. Hanson today we have our regular reviews of the weeks
business. We break on the hour for 10 minutes to check our
sources. Please watch and make notes and reserve any comments.
Let us go about our regular business and you will participate
next week. We will break for lunch for 75 minutes so Mr. Ford can
attend a luncheon at Columbia, one of our multi-user clients. At
one o’clock we’ll re-check our sources and all meet here at 1:15.
Looking down at his agenda he looked up saying,” Mr. Branniff, I
believe you lead off.”
As John Branniff began his view and outlook Selena took notes
looking forward to the first break so she could leave Joe a
message at the hotel.
………….
At 5 minutes to noon Joe Johnson walked up the steps of the
brownstone front of WSG. He was wearing exactly what Selena told
Deneigh he would be and she let him in.
“Good afternoon, Mr. Johnson. I’ve written your name in some of
our reports so now I have a face to put with the name. Ms. Hanson
should be out in a moment.” Deneigh said as she paged Selena.
A few moments later the big door swung open and Selena came out
and slipped right into his arms and kissed him deeply. He kissed
her back and wrapped his arms around her tightly as Deneigh tried
to avert her eyes to the display of affection.
“Good afternoon!” She said as she broke the kiss and they went
out the door with big smiles.
Once in the street she fell into his arms again.
“Oh, I missed you so much and you look sooooo delicious in that
outfit.” Joe said as his arms went around her.
“I don’t feel very delicious with my period, I’ll warn you, but I
want you so bad right now I’m tempted to go back to the hotel for
a quickie.” She said breathlessly.
“Whoa baby! I wasn’t gone for a month, just a few days!”
“I’m sorry Joe. I had “the talk” with my Dad this morning and
just thinking of them in love and not expressing it, and
hopefully taking the hint from me and doing something about it,
got me all warm. Thinking of my Mom jerking off to you keeps
running through my head too. Something about my mother wanting my
man is a turn on.”
“Lord, you are a kink sometimes.” Joe said shaking his head as he
opened the door to the roadster for her.
Selena got in and waited for him to slide in the other side.
“A kink? Me? . . . . Well, maybe!” she said as she leaned over
and just hugged his arm.
“Do you really want to know what your kinky fiancé has been
thinking?” she asked softly, in a definitely serious tone.
Without waiting for his answer she cuddled in more to his arm and
side and slid a hand to his stomach to tell him.
“Even with my period I want you. I want you inside me, in my
little bottom. Not naughty sex though. Slow and sexy, laying
together, spooning, skin-to-skin. I’ve thought about that all
morning. Softly moaning and feeling every inch of you while you
kiss and feel all of me. If it hurts a bit, it will be good hurt.
I just want you that way. Is that kinky?” She asked in her
smokiest voice.
“No that’s not kinky, just sexy as hell. God, I love you and
you’ve given me a big problem when I want to stand up.” He said
as he reached and adjusted his package.
“I’m sorry, I wish I could relieve that right away too. Let’s go
to lunch somewhere that I can look in your eyes while we sit. We
can make love with our eyes.” She said dreamily as Joe started
the car.
He pulled into the busy Manhattan traffic and turned at the first
corner and went a half block to a small café with outdoor tables
as well as places inside. A valet took the car as Joe pulled up
and they rushed in past a small line for tables. He apparently
had phoned ahead and they knew him as the hostess saw him and
took 2 menus motioning them to follow. She sat them outside under
the awning, close to the building. It was outside, but private.
In the “Borough of Tips”, Manhattan you rarely had to wait if you
greased the right palm. Joe slipped her a rolled bill as she
summoned a waitress to their table.
“Why is it that I think you’ve slept with every woman in New
York? She knew you and smiled that smile. I know you know her.”
Selena said with a pout.
“But you are the only woman I’ll ever make love to again and
forever. I like to think she envies you.” Joe said through a wry
grin.
“She should!” Selena said with a small kick under the table to
Joe. “She’s never had you the way I’m going to have you has she?”
“That would be kissing and telling. I love you forever Essy. Come
on, let’s talk about US!” Joe said, uncomfortable that she had
brought up the subject.
He reached across the table and intertwined fingers to hold her
hands on the table.
He lowered his voice so only she could hear. “Why do you always
use “little bottom” now, instead of “little hiney” when you talk
about doing that?”
She pouted heavily and looked up at him then away. “You always
make fun of me, that’s why.”
“Oh, I don’t make fun. I think it’s cute.” Joe chided.
“The words or “it” itself?” She pouted, now teasing him.
“Both. If every woman in this city lined up on the Avenue of
Americas and bared her hiney to choose the perfect one, you win
hands down.” He said grinning.
“You’re just buttering me up.” She said, aloof.
“I’ll be doing that later too.” He teased back.
The waitress coming to the table interrupted their teasing
repartee.
“Good afternoon. Do we have to go back to work? The front menu is
all quick selections and the menu on the back is prepared and
cooked to order.”
“I have to go back to work in a bit, unfortunately. I’ll have the
small chef’s salad, with the house.” Selena said as she looked to
Joe.
“I’ll have the large chef’s, with the house dressing as well.”
Joe said.
The waitress smirked a bit and asked, “Drinks?”
Selena perked up and said, “Please, a glass of spring water with
lemon slice. Oh, and if you touch my husbands foot with yours one
more time there will be an ugly scene here.”
The waitress flushed red and looked at Joe, and then Selena, and
retreated quickly.
Joe was afraid to look at Selena for a moment, but gave in.
“How many women have you fucked in this restaurant? Why would you
bring me here? That little slut was rubbing her foot on your shoe
or ankle like I couldn’t figure out what was happening. I was
happy to see you tried to move it.” Selena implored Joe,
distraught.
“This is a place I know Essy. Yes, I’ve been with some of the
women here, but you know where my heart is.” He apologized.
“From now on, introduce me to women you know and let them know
you’re out of circulation. I trust you, but I don’t trust them.
Plus, I don’t want them to think I’m your latest one night
stand.” She said, willing to forget the incident.
Selena quickly got back into her sexy mood and lunch ended up
being the tease and promise she intend it to be. Joe suggested
they walk the short block to her office and he would come get his
car from the valet afterward and bring it to Joseph’s garage for
safekeeping. At the door to WSG he hugged and kissed her and held
the door for her.
“I’ll walk you home later. What time do you finish?” He asked.
“Usually by 4:30. I love you!” She said as the door closed.
Once Selena got her mind back on work she made quick notes on the
1 p.m. numbers from Wall Street and checked a closing number from
Japan to barometer a thought she had. When the others came out to
the boardroom Ross Curran asked if anyone saw anything noteworthy
and everyone checked off. Selena however spoke up.
“Mr. Curran, gentlemen? I know I’m supposed to reserve comments
on the weeks review, but may I show you something I saw in the 1
o’clock numbers?”
She proceeded to point out dips in a few key stocks of stateside
chipmakers. Not entirely odd as they readied to preview new
product for the Holiday season. But she saw a spike from Japan in
a new tech chip. She wondered if there was correlation. “If I
owned any of those stateside chipmakers, I would buy what I could
at this lower price, because I bet some others are panicking out;
selling. I think something is going on here.”
Mr.’s Menard and Ford looked at each other while Mr. Fountain
picked up a phone and called someone. Ross Curran went into his
office for a moment to check his screens. Mr. Branniff went over
to Selena and asked for her notes and figures.
“It’s speculation, but it’s good speculation.” Mr. Branniff said
to her and others.
Ross Curran came out of his office. “Do we send a rush to on-line
monitors on this. If she has something, it will happen today, if
it hasn’t already.”
It was a great example of the volatility and swiftness of the
market. They sent the online rush to those subscribers who
monitored them 24-7. Within 2 hours the 2 stateside chipmakers
spiked and suspended trading for major announcements after hours.
There were major technologies trade offs and new tech chip trade
offs with international marketing mergers announced after the
close. The rush WSG had sent made some of the components of the
deal worry about insider trading suspicions, so they suspended
trading until everything was official. Selena made big points
with her cohorts and felt even more a part of the team.
While Joe waited on the other side of the door, The Five, plus
one, sat in the boardroom to hear the after hours statements and
announcements. By the time they left it was after 5 o’clock and
Selena hoped he had remained patient.
When she opened the door he was there with a notepad and the days
Journal.
“Sorry to be so late, but a lot went down today.” She said,
relieved to be out.
“Mmmm, chipmakers!” Joe said, knowing what had happened.
He slid an arm around her and walked her to the door. They waved
goodbye and headed up the street, arm and arm.
She looked up at him leaning in as close as she could without
tripping him up.
“I still want you that bad.” She smiled and teased as he grinned
back.
“Take me up and make us one. I can’t wait to feel you
everywhere.” She sighed as Joe felt himself stirring.
She didn’t know what made her want to be ravished and loved so
hard right now; why her loins and body ached so for Joe. Was it
the talk she had with her father? Was it the fact her Mother had
wanted Joe? Was it the thought of her parents making love once
again with the passion that produced her? Despite the discomfort
of her period, even the walking was turning her on, her panties
now making contact with her excited mound, despite the telltale
string that showed from it.
They strolled through the lobby of the Four Seasons unnoticed and
onto the elevator. As soon as the door closed they locked lips
and faces together. The passion dance had begun. Their faces were
so wild at each other their teeth clicked a few times as they
struggled to become one. Joe’s hands held the balls of her
buttocks and her pulled her up tight to him, squeezing and
kneading. As she held Joe’s face to hers with fingers intertwined
behind his head the tone rang for their floor and they stopped to
wait for the door to open. They rushed to their room and slid
quickly inside.
Selena unbuttoned his shirt and slid her fingers in and around
his back, hugging his chest, inhaling deeply.
“Oh Joe, take me to the bed.” She said as she pulled on him.
They went arm and arm to the bed and she began to unbutton her
dress, as she thought of her period.
“Let me go to the bathroom, I have to take care of the curse. Get
undressed for me?” She said impatiently.
Why she picked her heaviest flow day to get so horny was beyond
her, but she had to live with it. A bidet in the room would be so
nice right now, but she made do with what was available, quickly
washing her private areas to be fresh for Joe.
Stripped except for her bra, she took a tube of clear lubricant
jelly from their HBA bag and rushed to the bedroom.
Joe was sitting on the end of the bed peeling off his socks, just
in his underwear.
He stood up to take care of that and sit down when, in a flash,
she was before him kneeling down. He was already nearly fully
erect when she knelt before him and when she quickly filled her
mouth with his cock head. He was stud ready.
“Ohhhh baby! You want me as bad as I want you. That feels so
good!” He said as he cradled the back of her head for a moment
before sliding his hands down to unsnap her bra to let her
breasts fall free. When he pulled his hands away and sat back she
took her mouth off of him with a distinctive pop.
She took the tube of clear jelly and opened it and squeezed a
dollop on him and began to stroke it all over his penis shaft,
saving the tip for last. She kissed the end and put another
dollop there and moved it around with her fingers, while Joe
reacted on the bed.
She stood and went to the head of the bed and peeled down the
covers and crawled onto the sheets on her stomach. She bent up
her left knee as far as possible, opening her bottom cheeks as
she squeezed more of the jelly into her fingers and began to
massage around her little hole as Joe got onto the bed from his
side, suddenly more aware of her passionate rush.
He took the tube from her and knelt beside her upturned open butt
halves putting a squeeze of the lube on his middle finger. As he
circled that finger on her little anus he whispered relaxing
little nothings at her, preparing to probe her, stretch her. He
saw her tense as he slid his finger in, but the ripple came out
of her shoulder as he eased it in and out. She breathed easily,
but deeply as he fucked his finger in and out of her asshole. He
took the finger from her and wiped his thumb up and down her
crease to gather some jelly and quickly pressed that largest of
his five digits into her. This time there was no jolt from her,
she took it seemingly without pain or discomfort. He slowly
worked it in and out until she growled at him in a low guttural
voice.
“Ohhhhhhhh, I want YOU Joey. Take me, fill me.”
Joe pulled his thumb from her and spooned her, running his hands
around her, almost mauling her breasts as he bit her shoulder.
“Don’t be afraid to hurt me Joe, just get up inside me.” She
cried.
This was the first real time she wanted to be taken this way with
very little preparation. Joe remembered another time, but not
with the ferocity she wanted this. “Animal sex” is all that ran
through Joe’s mind. She used those words with him before when she
had gotten this feral horny wish to be dominated.
His jellied slimy dick was poised at the slick crease of her
golden ass and she reached behind herself to grasp him and aim
him at his target. She pointed him above her hole and pushed him
into the notch and pushed a bit against him. Once he knew he had
broken into her he took over and pushed ever so slightly.
A loud squeal came from deep in her throat as she put her face
into the pillow, but she pushed back at him when he let up. She
was determined this is what she wanted. He hugged up to her
shoulder placing more weight on her, being sure she couldn’t
slither away and took her tentative hand, ready on her buttock,
away. She wanted this and he was giving it to her as his passion
peaked.
“Try to push against me.” He breathed right into her ear canal
and as soon as he felt a little flex he pushed all of the way
into her.
“Eooooooooooouuuuuuuuuuzzzzzz! AH! AH! AH!” She cried out loud
lifting her head from the pillow, putting her neck into his open
mouth. He bit a hard love bite on her and pushed her into the
bed.
“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I’m so full of you and it stings and feels
good at the same time. Let me have my arm to touch my pussy!” she
said lowly into the pillow as she barely lifted her head to let
the words come out.
Her fingers slid down to her clit and she manipulated it causing
her to undulate a bit toward her invader. Joe withdrew about half
way and began to fuck her bottom in earnest as he groaned and
whispered into her ear as his hands mauled and pinched her
breasts. As he bit at her earlobes he asked her how she liked
being fucked this way.
“Your ass is so fucking tight and warm. I’m so far into you. Do
you like my cock up your ass? Do you like being fucked hard this
way?” He whispered low and gritty into her ear.
“Uh huh, uh huh, YESSSSS. You’re into me! You’re part of me Joey!
It stings and hurts, but it’s a good hurt that’s getting easy.”
Joe was spooned hard to her body, only his middle and her
buttocks breaking contact as he fucked her. The tears rolling
down her eyes should have upset him but he was passed that worry
as she met his thrusts and spurned him on.
She got noticeably loose now as he felt his orgasm build and he
felt her squirm under him as the concert of her fingers in her
pussy and he deep in her bowels, was causing a g-spot reaction.
He only hoped to hang on long enough to let her reach her top.
He was just to whisper into her ear when he saw her stiffen and
then almost buck, as if to throw him. But, she quickly pushed
hard and violently against him as a long screech came from her
throat with her face in the pillow. He felt the warm fluid run to
his leg before soaking into the sheets as he pummeled her. His
own orgasm crept up onto him almost before he could prepare as he
forced his weight on her and gripped her shoulders. He hissed in
her ears as he spasmed and hit his pinnacle, flooding her with
his stored semen. His fucking slowed to a series of hard jolts to
her upturned bottom until he could muster no more flexings of his
cock. He collapsed on her.
It was close to 10 minutes before either of them stirred with
Selena being the first to move.
“God my love, that was everything I hoped and wanted. Every time
I move for the next 2 days I’ll think of this. (long pause) I
felt you shoot in me. (pause)We are a MESS.” She said, trying to
lift her face from the bed.
“Ohhhhhhhhhhhh you put my little guy through a wringer.” Joe
said, as he was afraid to move.
“LITTLE guy! I love him but he didn’t feel little up there, but
I’m not complaining at all. I never wanted anything so bad that I
dreamt about it the night before like that. I knew it would hurt
some, but you always hit the spot . . . and that’s why we’re such
a mess. Ohhhhhhhhh, you’ve got to get out of me.” She prattled
on.
“I’ll get a towel, while you try to control yourself Essy. Hang
on, here I go!” He warned.
Selena howled and shuddered as Joe pulled from her leaving her
feeling empty with a shiver as cold air rushed into her dilated
little hole while she tried not to clench before Joe got the
towel. He was there in a flash to “diaper” her butt and protect
the sheets and mattress from further mess. She buried her face in
the pillow from embarrassment as she farted the air he pumped
into her along with the gurgles of semen she was forcing out.
Once she thought it was safe to walk she sprung to her feet and
walked, albeit a bit bowlegged, to the bath boudoir without
saying a word.
After cleaning up the bed a bit Joe went to the bath door and
peeked in to make sure she was OK. She came to the door just as
he got there and fell into his arms.
“Take me to bed and hold me. You make such good love to me.” She
whispered.
Uncharacteristically he picked her up and carried her the few
feet to the bed, set her down and spooned behind her, avoiding
the wet spot.
“Can we just stay here all night Joey? I don’t want any dinner. I
just want you. Not having you here the last 2 days was hard, but
thankfully, I was busy. Right now I don’t want you away from me
at all. I know I’ll be a little sore in the morning, but right
now I feel so satisfied and so close to you. I love you forever,
you know.” She said luxuriating in his body touch and his arms
surrounding her.
“I brought snacks and your favorite wine for the bar fridge if
you get peckish.” Joe told her.
“You always take good care of me.” She proclaimed.
It was only 5:30 in the evening, but the two lovers fell asleep
in each other’s arms. They awoke briefly a few hours later and
had a glass of wine together on the love seat in the living area.
She fell back into his arms there and declared she was tired
enough to go to bed. Joe agreed and the lovers, still nude from
their earlier naughty romp, went arm and arm back to the bed.
They slept through the night with Joe waking once to pee and
cover them with the sheet.
………………………
Joe woke early with movement all around him. He finally got his
eyes open to see Selena at the mirror, fully dressed in her
business attire, putting on earrings and adjusting her hair.
“Wow, how long have you been up?’ He asked.
“Hi sleepyhead lover. It’s 7:30. My alarm went off at 6. You go
back to sleep. I’m going downstairs for the papers and have
breakfast while I read them. I’ll walk to the office at 8:30. It
looks a bit cloudy so Joseph may bring me if it looks like rain.”
She said as she finished her primping and went to the bed and
kissed him.
“Sounds like you do OK without me.” Joe said in a faux pout.
“I do terrible without you. That was why you had to consume me
with loving last night, remember? I’ll see you tonight. I won’t
be able to do lunch today. I’ll be in the stacks all day and they
bring in lunch Thursdays. Ditto tomorrow, I’ll be in the stacks
and then they dictate review to Deneigh for the subscribers’
newsletter and pick out key articles from the trades for reprint.
We’ll have every night though lover.” She said as she kissed him
deeply again and grabbed her briefcase and went out the door
“Well, if ever I felt like a gigolo.” Joe said to himself
smiling.
He lay back in the bed and thought about the way she had adjusted
to her work as well as the dedication to it. Home, even with as
serious as she took school, she would have rolled into bed with
him for a last romp before squeezing out just in time for class.
Here she had been up, done her hair, dressed and was off for
breakfast and reading the WSJ before going in. Once she graduated
and was here full time she would be a rising star in the think
tank, and perhaps on Wall Street; He only hoped he wouldn’t lose
her to that draw. He seriously doubted that. He would be 47 at
the end of her tenure commitment with 5 years of either commuting
or living in the city. He knew living in the city would seriously
burn her out as she was going to learn in just this 3 week term,
and that would be in the luxury of living in The Four Seasons.
By the middle of the second week at work Selena herself admitted
it felt like she had been there forever. The challenge the job
posed her was to her liking and she easily saw where she would
fit in. She was certain that her good looks helped earn her a
wide-open chance with her benefactors from the start, but now she
was sure it was all window dressing compared to her contribution.
She also knew that she had shaken the creative juices of each of
the principles by their own admission.
She and Joe had fallen into a routine of sorts in the first week
they were together in Manhattan. Joe slept in during the week and
met her for lunch on days she was available. On those days they
lunched together they usually skipped dinner and took in a movie
or went to clubs to hear music. On the other weeknights it was
either a quiet dinner in little city places Joe knew or
occasionally a room service dinner in the room. One thing that
was a constant was making love. Their sex life was passionate and
usually spontaneous. Planned orchestrated passion fantasies like
Joe’s first night in Manhattan were exceptions. Usually it would
be the catch of each other’s eyes over a drink or while listening
to a jazz trio. A wink, then a smile and then without any words
they were off to their love nest. Sometimes it was on the floor
just inside the door, and other nights they made it to the bed.
Sometimes with clothes on and askew, other nights stripped, but
always spontaneous. Saturday had been the only day they showered
together, teased each other orally and pleased each other in
different positions. Happy was the simplest and most accurate
word to describe them and their lives in Manhattan together.
Her second Thursday at WSG had her reading another policy
statement to the press late in the afternoon after the markets
had closed. Joe had been oblivious to it all, taking in a day
game at Yankee Stadium that ran into extra innings. He had
promised to bring home a couple Stadium hot dogs in a small
6-pack cooler he brought with him, but even with the late hours
she worked that day, when she got home after 7, he still wasn’t
there. She clicked on the TV in the room to see the game in
inning 16. It would last until the 19th with the Yankees finally
winning. She had no idea how long it would take him to get home,
having gone with a group of investor friends in a van. At 9
o’clock, while watching TV in bed, she dozed off.
When Joe unlocked the door he figured Selena to be asleep. He
slipped in quietly and went directly to the bath for a shower.
Six hours in The Stadium left him feeling gritty and greasy. He
was quiet as he got out and dried off, hoping to surprise her in
bed. However when he got out Selena sat on the edge of the bed
munching one of the hot dogs he had ferried home and she had
microwaved.
“I suppose you’re going to tell me it was extra innings.” She
said with a grin.
“It was a great game, but getting to a phone was tough. I figured
you would put it on TV. How are the doggies?” He asked, surprised
to see her up.
“Not as good as being there, but still a nice change. We eat so
well that hot dogs taste great!” She told him.
They told each other about their days, Selena obviously excited
about being on TV again. When she finished her baseball tube
steaks she got up and went to brush her teeth while Joe slipped
into the bed, exhausted from his busy day.
Selena joined him under the covers a few minutes later draping
her arm over his stomach, as he lay on his back, ready to fade
into sleep.
“You know what? Next time you get the hot dogs for me, get three.
I’m still hungry.” She said playfully as she played with the hair
on his stomach while making circles with her fingers.
The circles she made got bigger and bigger until she began to
touch the shaft of his cock with her circles.
“Oh wait! What’s this? You DID get me a third hot dog! You’re so
sweet! What a surprise!” She exclaimed with a giggle as she sat
up on her knees next to him, pulling back the sheets.
Joe’s cock began to thicken as she pushed his pajama bottoms down
a bit.
“Hmmmm, this last one seems to be bigger than the other two. If
the others were this big, I couldn’t even think of trying to
finish another!” She said cutely as her eyes met Joe’s in the
ambient light of the room.
He smiled at her playfulness, amazed that she could still be this
way as well as the devout businesswoman who took her position so
seriously. The pretty blonde spokesperson for the respected Wall
Street Global Group who stood before cameras and spoke to the
investment community today was about to suck his cock.
She held up his cock straight and bent to kiss it, as if to test
its texture, and then opened her mouth to take the head onto her
wet tongue. She wrapped her mouth around the head and bent a bit
further to take more into her mouth, now bobbing her head
slightly over him. Amid his gasps and groans of pleasure he had
grown to full erection in her mouth. She fully enjoyed him coming
to life in her mouth, swelling to its fullness.
She took her mouth off him, keeping the rhythm going with her
hand, so she could speak.
“Cum for me baby! Feed me your warm love juice!” She said as she
took his hand and put it between her legs to the place she had
pushed her little sleeping shorts aside.
“Use your fingers on me Joey while I get that juice out of your
cute round balls and into my mouth, and into my tummy.” She
whispered as she bent to bob on his cock again.
Joe’s middle finger slid deep into her soaking pussy as his thumb
strummed her clit. Her occasional awkward humps at his cock and
full mouth dives to the base told him he was making her happy as
well. Soon the cadence of her bobbing and his finger thrusts were
in tune and they each began to climb to orgasms. She knew that
just his taste would send her over, as close as she was.
“Oh God ESSY, you’re gonna get some!” Joe said as she massaged
his balls in concert with mouth.
She held her mouth down on him as his first splash hit the back
of her throat, not wanting to choke. But she pulled up to take
the rest of his spurts so she could taste and savor the copious
wads of his seed as she bathed his cock in it before she began to
swallow it. He continued to ooze as she slowed down to
concentrate on her own relief as she bore down on his hand up her
crotch. She stopped her mouth and just sucked hard as her wave of
pleasure crept over her making the hairs on her back stand up. As
it passed she pushed her mouth down as far as it would go and
came up hoping to suck him clean. As her mouth came off him she
let out a gutty whoop to put an exclamation point on her orgasm
as he continued to finger her and diddle her clit. She was happy,
but wanted something more as her pleasure fell just short of what
she needed. She pulled up one knee and rose to step over Joe, now
standing over him. While holding her little shorts aside she
squatted to his mouth as his tongue reached out in the darkness
to her wetness. One lick, then two before a kiss directly to her
clit and then a full mouth sucking of her nubbin as his tongue
danced over it.
“GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRrrrrrrrrrrrrWooooooooow!” She yelped as the
deep spasm she harbored inside came out from his mouth
ministrations.
Suddenly her clit became an exposed nerve that she could no
longer handle manipulation to. Breathless, she jumped off,
falling to one side, holding her crotch with both hands as she
writhed on the bed.
The both of them were exhausted from a hard day and now a hard
night of loving. Once she composed herself and the cool chill of
the room air hit her she slithered up next to Joe as he pulled
the covers over them. They locked lips tasting each other’s sex
from their orgasms. But, even deep tongue kissing proved too much
for the lovers now. They broke their mouthy bond and fell asleep
spent in every way. If there were pressure from being in the
hectic Big Apple, or pressures from having a first hand look at
the huge responsibility her commitment to her scholarship
benefactors, it didn’t show. Their love continued to grow and
flourish as they put all of life’s problems aside when it came to
expressing their love. Their love took a back seat to nothing
else life could offer. It fed them both.
Chapter 31
The final days of Selena’s 3-week internship were bittersweet for
her. While the internship turned out to be little more than an
audition for both parties involved, she truly did not want to
leave and felt she was ready step right in. However in the last
few days there were situations that cropped up where she, for the
first time in her stay, felt clueless. Ross Curran pointed out
privately where he felt she needed work and polishing, and at the
final meeting and evaluation with the entire group, they all
pointed out the same things in their own separate reviews of her
performance. They were all asked to give her a grade overall and
each gave her an A. They truly looked forward to her joining the
Group and thought that her final year at PolyTech and then the
continued on the job training, analysis, and experience would
finish her induction process.
“Ms. Hanson,” J Trace Fountain began the groups total evaluation,
“To say I,
. . . err, WE won’t miss you once you leave would be a
falsehood. Your fresh ideas and keen intellect alone have given
us new vistas for our own experience to be viewed. I think your
last year at Poly will fine tune and supply a lot of the last
puzzle pieces to complete your metamorphosis into what we have
seen glimpses of here. We could have not picked a better student
for this project. The reports from your teachers and professors
who dealt with you on the college level while you were still in
high school assured us of your maturity as a person and
subsequently as a woman; a woman who could carry herself
confidently and professionally. I could not change one thing
about your stay here. If you had told any of us that you would
make solid contributions in the form of subscriber alerts we
would have been shocked. You jumped right on the horse and rode.
Bravo! You will have your own office next August.” He said as he
clapped his hands at the finish and the others stood, doing the
same.
Selena flushed deeply and tearfully thanked them. She never
expected such a ringing endorsement across the board, as well as
a hard assurance of her own office from the start next year. She
quickly regained her composure and went to each man and hugged
him, thanking each of them for their faith in her.
She couldn’t wait to tell Joe and her parents about their
endorsement, which Deneigh had typed on letterhead for her, with
copies being mailed to all of her professors at PolyTech as well
as the dean. It was not her nature to be full of herself, and
even this she took humbly in stride.
She had arranged for car service that final afternoon knowing she
would have things to clean out and bring home. Joe had been
visiting a broker in town and wasn’t sure if he would meet her
with the car or not. So, Selena wasn’t surprised when he wasn’t
with the car when she came out to summon the driver to help her
with the boxes.
As the Towne Car pulled into the Four Seasons Joseph was there
with a handcart to meet her. They had just finished getting her
things out when a cab arrived with Joe. Excitedly she leapt into
his arms and began to tell him the details of her review as they
made their way to the elevators and to the room. Joseph was
waiting for them as they came up the hallway and as soon as they
got inside the room he congratulated her as well. It was a
definite mood of celebration as Joe suggested a night on the
town.
As soon as they were alone Selena came up to Joe and shyly asked
him if he could do her a favor.
“Why, of course! Anything! What?” He answered her.
“Could we just stay here alone tonight? Maybe have a nice dinner
sent in? I know you want to celebrate for me, but I’d really like
to just drink this in, just you and me. You know, . . The A team!
This is all part of our big plan for the future and it’s my
contribution to the big step. It’s like we’re safe on first base
and I want to just be with you, like we’ll be together forever,
before we make the run for second.” She asked quietly.
“If that’s what you want, we can do that. You know being with you
is everything I need to be happy.” Joe said hugging her head to
his chest while kissing the top of her golden hair.
As he kissed her he saw the light on the phone blinking for a
voice message.
“We have a voice mail. Should we get it?”
“We should, as much as I’d like to skip it, but it would drive me
crazy tonight.” She mused.
Joe pushed the button to hear the message.
“Hey you guys! Sorry we didn’t call ahead, but this was a last
minute thing.”
(“It’s Lucy!” She whispered to Joe.)
“Jeromy had to come to the city to meet a friend he’s buying a
car from. We’ll be busy tonight getting the car and stuff, but
we’re staying tomorrow night too. We’re at the Lenox. Wow, what a
fancy place. Real cool. If you would like to get together on
Saturday night, call me. Well, even if you can’t, call me. I know
we start school in 9 freakin’ days, but we don’t get much chance
to party once classes start. Call me OK? We’re in room 3809 at
the Lenox.”
Selena whooped at the end of the message.
“This is great! I haven’t heard from her in a month and I hoped
she and Jeromy were still together. Can we go out with them
tomorrow Joe, please, please please?” She begged like a
schoolgirl.
“Of course! You’ve told me over and over that you wanted to get
together with them and they came here and took the time to call.
We have no definite plans for tomorrow. Call her.” Joe agreed.
Joe opened the phone book and got the number for the Lenox and
dialed and before she knew it, Joe was handing her the phone as
it rang.
“LUCY! I’m so glad you called!” Selena exclaimed as soon as she
heard her voice.
“Hi Selena, I’ve missed you so much, so much to talk about. We
were just on our way out to go to Jersey and arrange to get the
car so I have to be quick. What’s a good time to call you in the
morning?” Lucy said, a little rushed.
“We should be up by 9 o’clock so call anytime after that. We are
going to be able to make plans for tomorrow night. Let me and Joe
plan for us and don’t worry about a thing, we can take care of it
all. We’ll show you a nice time in the city. You have some dressy
clothes with you, don’t you?” Selena asked her hopefully.
“Would I come to Manhattan in jeans and a t-shirt? I even made
Jeromy pack a sport coat and dress pants. Oh, I can’t wait to see
you, but I have so much to tell you in the morning. Sorry I have
to rush now. I’ll call you in the morning.” Lucy said as she hung
up.
“Oh this is great Joe! Let’s show them a real good night out in
New York. I don’t think they can afford the kind of night we
would like, and I do owe her a lot. We can do that, can’t we?”
She begged.
“Well,” he said rubbing his chin facetiously, “As long as you
don’t do any more shopping we can swing it.” He said with a dirty
grin.
“What? Do you mean to say . . . WAIT! You’re busting my butt. Oh,
I love you!” She said as Joe burst into a grin and hugged her.
“We can spring for a nice night out for all of us. How many times
have I told you that we don’t have to worry about money like
that? You and I have done real well in the market in the time
we’ve been together. Your contribution to the relationship has
been fantastic, and with us getting married and the money you’ll
be making here starting next year there’s no reason to ask
permission like that. I’m not your sugar daddy. I love you and
I’ll be your husband.” Joe chided her.
“Oh, I know, but I just can’t get used to not having any money
worries.” She said hugging him back closely.
“We aren’t independently wealthy, but we don’t spend even close
to our means. Your shopping this month is the first time you’ve
ever splurged like I’d like you to make yourself look and feel
nice. Even with that and staying here, we end up breaking even or
making a little with your stipends and allowance. Plus, all of
your clothes you bought for work are tax deductible. Now don’t
talk or worry about money. That almost tore my parents apart and
I vowed to never let it be a problem.” Joe said with a choke in
his throat.
Joe spoke little of his parents, having lost them both before
they were 60. Joe’s Dad died of a heart attack while driving on
vacation and the resulting accident took his Mom. Joe always
envisioned they were arguing at the time, and if they were it was
about money. It was then Joe vowed that he would strive to make
himself as comfortable as possible, as quickly as possible to
enjoy life. He wasn’t mad about his parents; just sad he was
cheated out of them seeing him really become successful. They had
just retired and his Dad worried what Johnson Construction might
be with Joe at the helm. He had hoped it could flourish under his
son and Joe could eventually turn it over to the employees after
Joe had taken his retirement out of it. He was doing that, but
accelerated it by about 20 years, by his father’s schedule.
Selena knew that he bringing his parents into the subject of
money and spending meant she had crossed that invisible line. She
just couldn’t get used to never ever worrying about money or a
limit. She quickly sought to comfort him.
“Joey, I wasn’t really worried about money. I guess I just felt
like I should be accountable to you. I know we’ve done pretty
well, the two of us, and aren’t hurting. Now with this taste of
my job and the compensation package they gave me I’ve felt free
about spending. Just understand it’s all so new to me, to just be
able to get something that I like.
Now, as far as your parents go, do you know how proud your mother
and father would be with what you’ve done with Johnson in just
the past 6 months? What you’ve lined up for the next year alone
will double their earnings for the past 5 years. If your Dad had
them as solvent as you he wouldn’t have had a heart condition. We
all come into this world the same route, but leaving is another
story. It was just your parent’s time and what happened was
unavoidable. I’m sure they are proud of how you’ve done
everything. Let’s not spoil what’s a happy day in our lives with
bitter speculation. They’re with God now and understand.”
Joe bucked up and wiped a tear as he hugged her even tighter.
“What would I do without you? You’re so smart and know how to
make me feel better, put things in perspective. I have news for
you and was going to save it so you could have this celebration
for yourself.” Joe said, now about to burst.
“DOCTOR NIKKO SAYS HE’S ALMOST SURE HE CAN REVERSE ME!!” He
bubbled to Selena.
“YOU CAN MAKE BABIES?” She shouted out as she jumped back into
his arms.
She began to cry tears of happiness and held him tightly as Joe
whispered in her ear.
“He says he can’t guarantee anything but conditions are better
that he expected for a reversal and we have every reason to be
optimistic.”
Selena’s tears of happiness were more than she could handle. The
weight she had carried for the past 3 weeks waiting for results
had been lifted. Her lifetime wish for motherhood was shining
once again.
Her grip on Joe was tight as the emotional elation was flooding
her senses. He picked her up and turned and sat on the love seat
with her in his arms. He cradled her like a baby and began to dry
her tears. She looked at him through her flooded eyes and tried
to talk.
“I love you!” Were the words she was trying to say and had a hard
time with, but she was calming down.
“See? See how everything is falling into place for us? God meant
us to be together!” Selena said to Joe, looking into his eyes for
affirmation.
“I guess I’ve always believed that, but was afraid to really say
it out loud like you.” Joe said with emotion in his voice as
well.
Selena rolled off his lap and stood up. She took his hand and
yanked on it to get him up and she pulled him toward the bedroom.
Once inside she sat him on the bed and stood back in front of
him. She unbuttoned the light blazer top that matched her skirt
and dropped it on the floor. Then she unfastened the stays on the
side of her skirt and unzipped it in the back and let it fall to
the floor, stepping out of it. She undid the attached ascot of
her blouse and unbuttoned it and the cuffs, and let it fall back
off her shoulders. She stood in her taupe underwear and smiled at
him reaching behind herself to unsnap her bra. She let that fall
as well, as her beautiful breasts bobbed into view. She was still
fully tanned from Jamaica and the tan maintenance she kept up to
keep herself golden.
She hooked her fingers in her panties and slid them down and off
her legs.
She smiled at Joe and said, “Now you,” as she crawled up onto the
bed.
Joe stood; never taking her eyes from her, and just as
unceremoniously took off each piece of his clothing for her. The
biggest difference was the underwear she picked out for him. He
had to peel that off around his erection.
When he finished she spread her legs and pulled a pillow under
her head, crooking a finger to beckon him. He went to the bed and
crawled on, laying right onto her mashing his lips to hers. With
no effort or adjustment his cock slid right into her pussy as
their bodies met. They were already that excited. It was just
another sign to them that they were meant to be together.
Without hesitation he began to gently pump in and out of her
while their tongues danced in each other’s mouths. Their arms now
hugged each other’s backs as they held close save for the
undulating connection at their sex. This was the kind of sex that
made babies, raw passionate sex. Sexually, they always played
hard and enjoyed each other’s talents and charms. But, this was
pure passion, bringing each other to a searing climax to join egg
and seed. When he was fixed, this is how they would make the
product of their tremendous love.
She began to purr into his mouth as an orgasm neared. She wrapped
her legs around his pumping ass and rode hard until she felt
pleasured rapture run through her. She eased her grip for a
moment, but another spasm took her breath away as she cried in
Joe’s ear for more. He was beyond any command, as his body
desired the same relief. He began to slap at her mound with the
churns of his hips as he felt orgasm creeping from his loins. He
rose up and searched out her mouth again, wanting to be tasting
her mouth as he filled her with his semen. She dug her fingers
into his back as she matched him stroke for stroke getting ready
once again for her pleasure. Her clitoris tingled wildly as she
felt her warm juices wash over them. She didn’t know how they
excited her g-spot, but she was very, very wet like a sponge had
been wrung over their genitals. It was different from any other
orgasm she had with him. Her breath caught and she hung onto him
as if for dear life. As their mouths sucked hard at each other he
grunted from deep in his throat as he shot his cum deep within
her. After breathless moments she inhaled deeply through her
nose, not wanting to give up her oral hold on his mouth, however
the need for a deep cleansing breath broke their mouth holds as
they dug their chins into each others shoulders, puffing deeply
through their mouths.
Either her relieving orgasm, or his, loosed the hard grip her
pussy had on him. He was still sliding in and out of her, but the
feeling was more like her mouth to him now. The tip of his cock
tingled from shooting what seemed an endless volley of cum into
her and he fell onto her, their bodies spent and limp.
They listened to each other breath as if it were a concert for
the ages; hearing the actual process that kept them both alive,
assimilating oxygen to their blood and organs. It was sweet
music. After his corrective surgery a third breath would be heard
someday and today was the first rehearsal for the genesis of the
process of bringing life of love into the world.
“That’s how you’ll give us our baby isn’t it? That’s the way
you’ll make love to me and me to you when your seed finds my egg.
That was awesome, almost not of this plane. It’s like we left
here to go to a special place. All of the times I’ve desired you
in so many ways were different from this.” She whispered crying
in his ear.
“Beautiful is the only word I can think of. More beautiful than
you and you are the most beautiful thing I know of.” He said in
wonderment of his feelings.
“We have to come back to earth now. I am so full of you and my
bladder is about to burst.” She said helplessly.
“Here, I’ll roll over and you stay with me, then back off me. If
you leave a mess, I’m going to shower anyway.” He suggested.
“OK, but hurry, I’m leaking from everywhere.” She giggled.
Joe made one move to swing his frame over and fall to his back on
the king size bed. She hung on and was peeled from the wet sheet
under her and on to him. She quickly scooted back off of him
unthreading what was left of his erection from her pussy, leaving
a trail of cum on his leg. As her feet hit the floor she scooted
as fast as she could to the bath boudoir but not without cum
running down her leg and dribbles of pee coming from her. Puffs
of gas from her bottom further embarrassed her as she was losing
all control trying to make the toilet. Her orgasm had totally
turned her system inside out, as well as the thrashing Joe’s
thrusts had given her.
When Joe knocked for the shower she begged for more privacy and
made him wait His semen, spilled from her vagina, was still
puddled and streaked on his legs.
When they finally showered together they washed each other with
the care and wonder of their first time. They touched and washed
every inch of each other leaving them both randy once again, but
this time for a naughtier, more physically recreational romp.
“I’ll be right out, just let me dry my hair.” Selena said as she
turned on the noisy appliance provided at the hotel.
“Do you want dinner?” Joe shouted above the noise.
She turned off the dryer and thought.
“How about some champagne and YOU?” She asked wickedly.
“I’ll check the room service sheet, but I don’t think ALL of that
is on it.” Joe laughed. “Are you sure we can handle that order?”
“Ummmm, Joseph, unless I misread you, someone I know was awfully
disappointed when his hard little pee-pee didn’t go into my mouth
when I knelt in front of him and washed his privates.” She said,
teasing him even more.
“Well, I sort of anticipated. . . . “ He started.
“I KNOW you did, but I thought we should save him for later. Our
love making on the bed was pretty fantastic and a little wait
would be good for both of us. It is early.” She said wickedly
with naughty intentions obvious.
“Hey, did you get the feeling that what happened on the bed was
spiritual, like different?” He asked.
“. . . . . like we were making a baby? Like we were on a
different level? Weird, huh?” She said dropping her sexy front
for a moment. “I was like . . umm burning between my legs when
you told me it was possible to reverse. I wanted you then and
there. I tried to be sexy when I stripped, but I was dripping by
the time I got on the bed.”
“I saw that, and felt that the same way. We have some sort of
connection, huh?” Joe agreed. “When the time comes, we’ll have
plenty of practice.”
“No making babies tonight, though. Just sex me up, make me
crazy!” She said, slipping back to her naughty voice.
“Don’t get dressed; this is a no clothes night. I’ll meet you on
the sofa.” He laughed as he went out the door.
As she finished drying her hair Joe called the kitchen steward,
Jaime, and asked for a bottle of Dom Perignon ’83. Joe hesitated
on the phone for a moment and asked a crazy question.
“Is there a wedding on the agenda for tonight in the ballroom?”
“In all three ballrooms, why?” The kitchen steward asked.
“Are there hot hors d'oeuvres being served?” Joe wondered.
“Yes, at two of them. I’m just pulling the next run from the
oven.” He said obviously getting annoyed at his questions when he
was obviously busy.
“If you deliver one of those trays to my room I’ll put a $100
bill in your pocket.” Joe asked, bribing him.
“Sir, I couldn’t . . . “ He started
“Jaime this is Joe Johnson, Josephs friend. We’ve played cards
right there on that table you’re pulling the trays on to.
Remember? If you jumped on the service elevator right now with
one of those trays you would be at my room and back into the
kitchen in less than 5 minutes.” Joe tried to coerce him.
There was silence on line for a moment. “Mr. Johnson when these
come out, one will go up to you. Not a word sir, OK?”
“You’re the best Jaime.” Joe said as he hung up and readied his
robe.
In less than 5 minutes there was a knock on the door and Joe
slipped on his robe to answer it.
Jaime quickly passed in the tray of hot snacks and handed Joe a
piece of paper.
“That’s the bill, just in case we’re on security camera.” Jaime
said nervously.
Joe looked at the blank sheet and slipped a $100 into Jaime’s
breast pocket.
“Thank you Mr. Johnson. Your Dom ’83 will be up shortly. I HAVE
to go. Pleasure doing business.” He said with an easy money smile
as he disappeared into the service elevator around the corner.
The hors d'oeuvre caper was something Joseph had shown him a few
years ago when there was an impromptu meeting of clients in his
room. There were generally weddings, or big parties on Friday and
Saturdays, both day and night. Hors d'oeuvre trays were prepared
in the service kitchen to keep the main food prep area clear for
the main meal. A tray would rarely be missed.
Selena came out of the bathroom in a silk robe and saw Joe in the
hotel Turkish robe sitting nibbling from the hot tray.
“Wow, you’re a fast worker. How did we get these?” She asked as
she sat down and picked one from the tray.
Joe just smiled and winked his eye. She knew the look when he
used his influence and she shook her head. A knock came to the
door and Joe answered it. A cart with an ice bucket came in.
“Would you like me to prepare the wine sir?” The server asked.
“No, I can take it from here. Thank you for being so prompt.” Joe
said as he slipped him a folded bill.
“It took you 10 minutes to get all of this? I don’t think I want
to know how.”
Selena said as she dug into the hot food again.
“Grease, Essy, grease.” He said as he rubbed his thumb and 2
forefingers together. A guy in the kitchen preparing room service
drops what he’s doing for a couple minutes to get a bottle,
because he knows he can get a fat tip. My name means fat tip to
most of the staff here. Only Joseph doesn’t kiss my butt like
that. He’s my friend, and he’s on payroll. He runs errands for
Johnson and my own business. He provides me safe quick access
parking in Manhattan, which is next to impossible. But, as you’ve
seen, he’s a great friend. You don’t think just any bellman or
concierge here would just jump in a van to ride you to work in
the rain, do you?”
“I am in awe of your powers.” She said as she curtsied.
“Use them, but never abuse them.” He said as he popped the cork
on the bubbly.
“This is 150 dollar champagne, so enjoy it. I plan to drink some
from your belly button, the test of a true Dom ’83.” Joe said as
he peeled her robe off her shoulders and let it fall.
He took his own off as well and took her hand as he pulled out a
stool at the bar where they would share their repast. Joe poured
the pricey wine for each of them and slid it back into the ice.
With a toast they dug into the hors d'oeuvres, much hungrier than
either thought. Small talk and sexy tease talk filled their
makeshift dinnertime. When they were finished Joe took the ice
bucket, and put it back on the cart. He wheeled it over to the
love seat and motioned her over. She laid on the love seat and he
knelt beside it. He took a mouthful of champagne and bent to take
her nipple into his mouth to play and suck around the bubbles.
“JOSEPH! My poor nipples! Oooooo you make them feel so good!” She
yelped as he took more of the bubbly in his mouth and repeated
what he’d done on the other nipple.
Still with the champagne flute in his hand he set it on her belly
and then tipped it until some poured onto her and pooled in her
belly button as she held her stomach in, trying to escape the
cold.
“Joey, you’re giving me shivers! Oooooowummmmmm!” She moaned as
he bent to drink the wine from her navel and tongue her little
inny.
After bathing her tight belly with his tongue he began to follow
a line toward her smooth mound.
“Would you like to sit up and turn? I want to eat your pretty
pussy, all smooth and flushed.” He whispered.
With no apprehension she sat up quickly and lay back with her
feet going spread onto the floor on either side of him. He lifted
her legs and showed her he wanted her to hook her arms behind her
knees. She was spread wide open for him. She trembled in
anticipation. He bent and teased her clit for a moment with his
tongue to give her a preview, but quickly bent under her ass that
hung over the edge and placed his tongue almost at the base of
her spine and followed a line through her crease, across her
little hole and through her lips. He drove his tongue as deep as
he could inside of her causing her to tighten and push toward
him. He licked, teased and sucked every millimeter of her smooth
sex except for her clit, leaving it for the final tease. Then
just as she thought he was about to devour her electric little
nub, he sat up and pulled his robe over on the floor and reached
into the pocket. He pulled out her red vibrator and tube of lube.
“Oh God Joe, what are you going to do, you tease!” She said
wanting to cum more than anything at this moment.
He smiled and bent to begin to tongue her asshole that her legs
held open for him.
Through her moans and groans he teased and dilated the little
hole causing her to clench repeatedly on his tongue. Then he sat
back on his knees and began to drizzle lube onto the little vibe.
When the tip was coated he brought it to her little notch and
twisted and teased the tip around while she squirmed in place
with her eyes shut tight, her breath catching over and over again
in anticipation. Finally he worked the slender tip into her a bit
up to where it really began to broaden and do its work of opening
her up. When it was about a third of the way in she started to
breathe deep breaths of anticipation and looked at his eyes.
“Are you going . . . . going to fuck me in my hiney, Joey? Is
that what you want?” She gasped.
“No baby, only with this. That would wear us out. I’ve already
made love to you. I’m gonna make you cum like crazy, then I want
your mouth. That’s what I want. I love your little hiney, but I
don’t want to hurt you.” Joe said as he watched her face
intently.
“I forget about the hurt once you’re fucking me there. You make
me so full.” She sighed.
“Another time baby.” Joe said as he attacked her pussy with his
mouth.
He concentrated on her clit, trying to get behind her clit, as he
slid the vibe deeper and deeper into her bottom, hoping to get
the g-spot reaction to drive her over. He craned his neck to look
at her contorting her face as he licked her as she squeezed her
nipples in concert with the licking and rear fucking she was
getting when she suddenly slammed her open hands down on the sofa
beside her, her breath catching with a blurt from her throat. He
tipped the vibe as if trying to touch his tongue through her back
passage as she reacted to the shift in angle.
“Ohhh a Ohhhhhhh, . . . .Mmmmmmmm Hnt Hnt Hnt.” She wailed as
she lost control of her breathing and pushed her middle to his
mouth and busy hand.
He saw her stomach hollow and then she pounded pussy into his
face as she gripped the edge of the sofa. A warm, milky sweet
discharge of fluid went over his tongue as he tried to catch it
before it ran from his mouth.
A guttural suck of air followed her spasm as her nubbin turned
super sensitive and she relished the electric charge going
through before she could take no more.
With a loud shriek she shot her hands, one down her belly over
her pussy to push him away, and the other under her to commandeer
the vibrator in her hiney as she dropped her legs and rolled to
her side and on to her knees off the sofa. Joe knelt back and
watched her as she took control. She slowly slid the vibe from
her butt and crossed both her arms under her as she knelt and
hugged her body to the love seat.
A long hum flowed from her, accented by spasms and jolts from
her oversensitive sex, as Joe caressed her back and kissed her
along her spine.
“Oh baby,” He whispered. “Essy my sweet. Selena my love. My sweet
sugar. I love you so. I love to make you happy. Make you crazy. I
love to worship you.”
Selena pushed herself up and kissed him hard sucking on his mouth
as she pulled his face tight to hers and then tipping both of
them over to the floor, their tongues inter- twining. She broke
the kiss and smacked her lips, tasting herself. She then licked
at his chin and tasted again.
“Is that me? Are my gushes sweet?” She asked giggling.
Joe smiled. “The taste of sex is pungent, so I guess it makes it
seem sweeter than it is. But, it’s definitely not salty like you
might expect. It’s not urine.”
“I know it’s not, but the first time it feels like you’re going
to pee and you can’t control it. I’ve done it enough to know the
difference. I always get it, that G spasm, when you do my hiney,
er . . my bottom.”
As she said the words she realized she still held the little red
vibe in her hand and she looked at it, almost covered in her
hand. “Whew, this felt a foot long in there.”
“How long does my cock feel?” Joe asked, a bit startled.
“Not any longer, I really don’t think you have any feeling after
the muscle, just that feeling of full. But, you’re a whole lot
fatter and not as smooth.” She said.
Then, to emphasize her next point she opened her eyes wide and
tipped her head toward the subject, still looking at him, as if
over glasses.
“You HURT getting in me, you know, getting past where I clench.
But once you’re in and I relax, I feel full and wonderful. When
you move the sensation is so different from regular uhhh. . .you
know, screwing.”
“I don’t like hurting you. Your little bottom drives me crazy,
but I wish I didn’t hurt you.” He said kissing her cheeks and
neck.
“If I didn’t want it, I wouldn’t allow it. I know you respect my
feelings and would stop any time, but really Joe. When I want it,
I can take it. What pain there is, it’s worth it. The next day I
might be a little sorry, but I’ve never regretted it” she said as
she dropped the vibrator and hooked her fingers around his neck
and kissed him deeply again.
“Come on,” She said. “Get off the floor and onto the love seat.
You have something I want.”
“And what would that be?” He teased.
“The bad breath maker, your cute little cock.” She teased back.
“You just told me it felt a foot long, now you say it’s little?”
“Joe Johnson, do I get to suck on it or not?” She said dead
serious.
Joe stood and didn’t move to the loveseat; he just turned around,
his genitals in her face.
“Is that what you want? He asked.
She smiled and opened her mouth to take in the head.
“Mmmmmmm”, She said. “He’s all fresh from your shower, but the
tip is full of “like to lick me” juice. You DO like to lick me,
don’t you?”
“Oh, I do. I was hard as a rock all the time I was down there. I
know I was leaking too!” He said excitedly.
“Sit down Joey, and scoot your butt up just like you had me.” She
said as she motioned to the loveseat.
Joe sat like she had and she tried to coax up his legs, but he
wasn’t as flexible as she was. She still had full access to his
genitals. She cupped his balls and massaged them with her
fingertips.
“I think you’ve been making juice down here for me. Do you think
you can give me a nice mouthful of cum? That load you pumped up
my pussy before would have been sweet, but so filling. Now I just
want a sweet dessert.” She teased.
“If you give me that load I promise I’ll suck everything out and
swallow it all. When I get through with you, you’ll be begging me
to let it go. I LIKE sucking your hard cock. It tastes like you
and feels so smooth on my tongue. Then you start leaking little
syrupy samples of what your seed is going to taste like and I
can’t get enough. Just think, all the stuff that makes your balls
here feel so squishy, is going to be in my mouth, real soon.”
She bent and took as much of his ball sack into her mouth as she
could. She sucked and pulled her mouth off with two distinctive
pops.
“There I’ve had all that cum in my mouth once now. Now I just
have to get it to come out . . . HERE!” She said as she touched
the little slit at his tip.
She ran her index finger over and over in circles on the tip,
playing in the pre-cum. She would lick the end of her finger and
smile and then go back for more.
“Mmmmm, this is high quality stuff.” She said as she throttled
his cock with her fist, pushing more fluid out.
Ooooo, more!” She said as she scooped more up and tasted it, and
then dipped her head down to take his balls in her mouth again,
repeating what she had done before. Then she held his balls up
and licked down further between his sack and his asshole. She
paused a moment and then snaked her tongue out to test it on his
little hole. Joe jumped and sighed.
“Oh, you like that. It must feel as good to you as it does to
me.” She teased.
Actually she was a little tentative about licking him there. She
had done it a bit, but never really frankly, like he had done to
her. She repeated her first lick and decided that as long as he
was clean and he enjoyed the sensation, why not? As she continued
and got more brave she felt and saw more pre-cum leaking, pooling
around her fingers gripping his cock. He really did like this,
and found it very exciting. It was something she would store away
in the memory file. She really was anxious to give him that
blowjob, although he hated that word. She knew she was making
love to him with her mouth. Pleasing him would never be a cheap
act, as he thought a blowjob was.
She trailed her tongue back up along the side of his balls and to
his cock. She took her fist from it and licked up the side and
when she got to the top, slid her mouth down over him, while
sliding her hands up his chest to his nipples. Knowing how good
getting butt licked felt to him, maybe his nipple would
appreciate what he sometime did to hers while he ate her.
She circled her fingertips on his manly nipples as she pumped her
head up and down over him. She sometimes had a hard time keeping
this up for a long time, but she sensed he would go off fast now.
The slick cock in her mouth felt so good, so velvety smooth over
her tongue with her rhythmic sucking and releasing suction she
was actually getting wet herself in anticipation. She would put
her fingers back into her crotch once he started to cum. That
thought just passed through her mind when she heard him sigh and
resettle his hips. He was going to cum with just her mouth and
she knew it would be great for him as he trembled on the sofa
like she hadn’t felt him before.
“Awwwwwwwww……….Awwwwwww? …..Geeeeeeeez….. I’m gonna shooo
. . . . . .shooooot Essy……. ESSY? . . . OHHHHHHHHH! GOD!” He
growled as he blew off in her sucking mouth.
She felt one thick volley hit the back of her throat that she
swallowed and then it seemed an endless stream of pulses from his
balls. She could taste each new blob of cum over her tongue as
she swallowed hungrily, knowing how her flexing mouth teased at
him.
She didn’t have to wait long after the last of his tasty spurts
came out for him to begin his surrender.
‘Whew, wooo, ohhhh Essy! Ya gotta stop. You got it, YOU GOT
ITALL!” He shouted as she gave up his cock and rested her head on
his upper thigh.
She ran her tongue around her mouth to collect any residue she
had missed. She truly loved the taste of his seed and the
Pavlovian effect it had on her own sex. From the time he began
cumming her fingers left his nipples and went right to her pussy.
She didn’t have huge orgasm, but she had coaxed good feelings
throughout herself. While her head rested on his thigh she still
massaged her clit until she calmed down. She wished they were in
bed now to hold him, but made the best of it as she crawled up
his body and laid over him. He squirmed to his side, making more
room on the love seat for both of them to recline. They napped in
each others arms to the sound of each others satiated breathing.
It was only around 10 o’clock when Selena stirred and they both
awoke. They, in unison, did a start and then realized they were
in each others arms and settled back.
“Hey.” He said touching her nose.
“Hey.” She answered and smiled at him brightly.
“I’ve said it before, but I can’t imagine that any two people
love each other and please each other as much as we do.” Joe said
in amazement.
She just smiled and shook her head, a little tear coming to her
eye. Then choking back a tear said, “So lucky, . . . so lucky.
Truly the hand of God made things fall into place for us to meet.
Everything that happened was out of character for me. I wouldn’t
change a thing.”
Joe wanted to speak, but would cry if he did. He just pursed up
his lips and smiled.
“We better get up or we’ll both wake up with sore backs tomorrow.
Plus, I’m hungry.” She said as she rolled to her feet and
stretched.
As Joe began to get up she extended a hand which he began to
reject, but with a look from her, grabbed and stood up. She
looked him up and down and could not resist hugging him and
running her hands over his back and down over his ass.
“You are such a handsome man, muscular and firm, are you sure
about your age?”
“Oh, I’m sure. My knees remind me, but you’ll keep me young. You
have a body that men around the world would crave and women are
jealous of, for sure. Look at you.” He said as he stood back and
took her presence in.
He took her into his arms and turned her around as he did.
He held his hairy chest to her back and cupped her breasts in his
hands before wrapping his arm over them and placing his other
hand on her abdomen, just above her smooth mound.
“You are so beautiful, so perfect and I love you so. For the life
of me I have no idea how or why you love me as much as you do,
but I thank God that you do. I will love and worship you, protect
you and care for you until the day I die. I promise that with all
of my heart.” Joe whispered to her.
She pressed back up against him to affirm her own feelings and
even felt his penis begin to thicken against her again.
“Oh Joe, just imagine how happy we’ll be as a Mommy and a Daddy.
. . . . . . But, you’ll have to put that thing away for now. I
don’t think either one of us has the strength to go again.” She
laughed as she wiggled her butt against him.
“God! I know! I don’t know where the little guy is getting the
will to act like that.” He said almost embarrassed as they
parted.
They slipped on their robes and put on the television. Joe
salvaged the rest of the champagne, still in the ice bucket and
warmed the left over snack platter in the microwave for a moment.
They found a movie to watch until the sex, champagne and the hour
took their toll once again. They walked each other to bed just
before midnight. Tomorrow was their last full day in New York
City before returning home for her last full year at PolyTech.
…………………………………..
Sun beaming through the windows woke Joe and Selena on Saturday
morning. Once it rose above the building and shone through they
each stirred. They realized how tired they must have been when
they retired; leaving the shades open and sleeping in the nude.
They apparently went into the bedroom dropped their robes and
crashed.
Selena woke first and moved to cuddle against the already rousing
Joe. She whispered “good morning” in his ear, making him smile
knowing his dreamlike romance wasn’t that at all.
“Good morning love of my life. I guess we wore each other out
last night.”
“We did, but I wouldn’t want to change a second of it. We had
such good news to share with each other, making love and pleasing
each other was the proper celebration. If we were trying to make
a baby last night I think we would have done it. When you made
love to me on the bed, it was so intense, so spiritual and you
touched me in places where you never have. I gushed so
spontaneously I never felt it coming. It was magic.” She said
with adoring moon eyes that immediately excited Joe.
He rolled over to her wanting her again.
“Joseph, what am I going to do with you? My little pussy is a
little raw yet from last night, not that I don’t want you too. We
should save ourselves for tonight.” She said as she looked down
at his cock throbbing beside her.
“Oh, you poor baby. I guess we can’t leave that be. Can I watch
you stroke him? I love watching you.” She said with a tease in
her voice.
“I’m sorry, I can’t help when waking up next to you, you smell so
good and look so good, especially in the bright sunshine, and
it’s just my reaction to you.” Joe apologized.
“I’m glad I have such an effect on you. Rub him and squeeze him.
Make him feel better.” She urged him.
“No, I think I’ll just get up and move around, get in the shower
and I’ll be OK.” He said as he began to get off the bed.
“NOoooooooooooo Joey! Come on! You’ve got me all interested now.”
She said as she bounced up to her knees and pushed him down, her
hand to the middle of his chest.
She leaned over to whisper in his ear. “You don’t think I’m going
to let that cum slip away wasted do you? I want that, now come
on. Show me what you have for me.” She teased.
Joe gave her a somewhat queer look and took hold of his cock and
began to squeeze and manipulate his foreskin, already forced back
by the ballooned plum of his cock head.
“You didn’t think I was going to let a chance go by to see you
blast off for me did you?” She said in a low voice.
“I know you always love to watch me if you can’t play.” He said
as he began to stroke himself.
“Oh, I’m going to play. I said my pussy was a little raw, but I
plan to be sucking some cum out of that cock Mister. Your naughty
girl is going to take care of you.”
“Oh God, Essy. You talk so naughty, and look so fucking awesome
kneeling there. Look how pretty your pussy is.” Joe said as he
trembled with excitement looking at her smooth mound and dewy
lips.
“My pussy? Your cock is so beautiful it makes me itch. I’m glad
our bodies make each other so happy. But, it’s my heart and soul
that loves you so. Oooo look at the clear little drops on you.”
She said as she scooped them up with her fingers and tasted them.
Joe began to stroke his cock faster now as their eyes were locked
on each other as she licked at her fingers.
“Let me know when you’re ready honey. I want it all.” She teased.
Joe’s thoughts reeled as he was getting close as he marveled at
how sexy his Selena was right now waiting to feed on his cum. He
could see she was wet and wished he could reach her slit to
satisfy her. But, she wanted this to be his special moment,
although he knew she couldn’t deny her own fingers in her pot as
she finished him.
Joe felt all the codes being entered correctly for his launch as
he stiffened his legs and called out.
“I’m getting ready baby!”
Selena calmly smiled and bent over him opening her mouth,
wrapping her lips around just the head. Her own hand snuck under
herself and slid in her juices over her tender clit. She was
slick enough not to cause any more soreness after last nights
pounding and play.
She wiped her tongue over the tip while she sucked, looking for
his cum, and that pushed Joe over the edge.
He silently stiffened and drew a hard breath and pushed up from
the bed.
Selena felt him running into her mouth as she swallowed his
cream. She was surprised at the volume, considering their play
last night. It wasn’t as forceful or wet as usual, but there was
a lot as she thought about the baby making possibilities after he
was “repaired”. Her man was virile and plentiful, and delicious,
in her mind.
“Oh God, Essy! I have to admit you were right.” Joe said as he
pulled away from her.
“Right about what?” she asked as he wiped her mouth on the back
of her hand and laid her head on his stomach.
“Back in Jamaica when I said we wouldn’t have marathons like that
too often and we would get our fill sexually, where it wouldn’t
be so often. We just keep going and going. Not that I thought we
would get bored, just to the point where we wouldn’t have those
overwhelming desires.” He thought out loud.
“I ALWAYS desire you Joe.” She said rolling over on her stomach,
her head turned up to face him. “I DO want you all of the time
and can never get enough.
Even when I’m a little over worked down there like this morning,
I can’t turn the desire off.”
“Whew! I could fall asleep again.” Joe said settling back into
the pillow.
“Well . . . YOU’RE NOT!!” Selena said reaching to his side and
pinching his small love handle.
“Ouch, you little shit!” Joe shouted bouncing off the bed toward
Selena who already was off to the races.
Selena ran to the living room with Joe right behind her. She went
to go around the love seat with a stop and go fake turn, but Joe
didn’t fall for it and grabbed her.
“Ha! FINALLY!” He yelled triumphantly.
He got an arm around her waist and lifted her to his hip as she
kicked to get away, but he held her too fast. Her legs kicking in
front of him and her shapely ass looking right at him, he laid a
hard full hand slap on her right buttock, and then dropped her on
the love seat.
“Oh, now you’ve done it! SPANKING me!” She yelled as Joe giggled
backing towards the bathroom.
“And it felt so good, reddening your little ass. Admit it, that
you had it coming.” Joe said in his defense.
“I didn’t MEAN to pinch you that hard, but you put a mark on my
butt!” she said looking back at herself.
“Awww, let me kiss it for you!” Joe teased.
“You’ll NEVER kiss my ass again!” She warned him as she stood
waiting for him to make a move.
“You’ll miss this tongue.” Joe said as he wagged it stiffly and
erotically while jockeying to keep her off stride.
“SHIT, . . . I will. But I’ll find another way to punish you!”
She giggled.
“No, you won’t. You love me too much, remember?” He said as they
finished the stalemate and he grabbed her and hugged her to him
to protect himself from her.
She hugged him back, forgiving him, but warned him. “No more
spanking, I’m not a little girl!”
“Don’t little girls PINCH? . . . and anyway, your ass is too cute
not to slap at. Now come on and let’s shower.” Joe said as he
held her tight once again.
“OK, I’ll bet Lucy calls early, we should hold our calls.” She
said as he picked up the phone for the desk and Joe went into the
shower and adjusted the water.
After a long sexy night and surprisingly sexy morning the lover’s
ardor cooled in the shower as they rushed to be out by 9:00 a.m.
By the time they got out and dried and began to dress, they
already had thoughts about the evening when they got home from
their night out with Lucy and Jeromy.
When Selena called the desk to see if there had been any calls
the desk manager told her to hold, she had one coming in.
“Hang up and I’ll patch it in, I was just taking a message.” He
said.
Just as she hung it up, it rang again.
“Hello Lucy, how are you?”
“I’m just great this morning. We got the details set on the car
and Jeromy is going to pick it up this morning. The New Jersey
Registrars office was closed when we got there last night, but
they open for 10 until noon today. Can you and I get together
this morning, or did you have plans?”
“Let me check with Joe, for sure.”
Cupping the receiver she asked Joe, “Do you mind if we do a girls
thing this morning, she wants to do breakfast. You didn’t have
plans did you?”
“I was going to bring most of our stuff to the train today. I
talked to your Dad and he’s going to meet it when it gets there.
Joseph is getting the van for 10 o’clock so that would be OK. I
was going to see if you and Shanna wanted to shop after coffee at
their place, but I don’t see a problem. We didn’t make definite
plans when I talked with Joseph yesterday.” He told her.
“Lucy, do you want to come over here, or what? I can do it.”
“Jeromy has a rental and can get me near the bridge and I’ll get
a cab to you. He doesn’t want to drive into that part of
Manhattan. I’ll be there in a half hour or so.”
“Ring my room on the house phone and I’ll come down. Tell Jeromy
not to worry about driving tonight. We are going to have a car
bring us to get you and ferry us around. Our treat, and not
another word about it, OK?
Lucy and Selena finalized their plans leaving Selena time to pick
out clothes for the evening and for riding home tomorrow so the
rest could go back on the train Saturday. No room was a drawback
of the roadster, but Joe always worked around it.
“Joe, when you talked to my Dad yesterday what was his mood?”
Selena wondered.
“He was great. I had to talk him out of driving down here to get
your stuff. I told him if he was going to do that they could come
tonight and stay here, we have that whole bedroom not being used,
but he said they had plans. He’s bringing your Mom to a dinner
theatre tonight.” Joe told her as he put out the partially packed
cases to go to the train.
“My Mom was simply on air when I talked to her on Friday. She was
telling about some of the new clothes she bought, without my Dad
there. She even took one of her house dresses and shredded it
with scissors and put it in the trash to make herself feel
better. She said Daddy got real worried that she was unhappy and
now everything is changing back to when they got married. Then
she paused and said EVERYTHING with a lot of emphasis. I guess
I’m happy my Mommy is getting laid. Heeheeheeheehee.”
“Your father doesn’t know how lucky he is. If we didn’t step in I
don’t think your Mom would be hanging around much.” Joe added.
Selena hesitated a moment and the continued getting clothes.
“What? You had a thought and stopped the flow of information.”
Joe said touching her arm.
“Well, not a word, but . . . she was ready to leave and get a
trial separation to push the envelope. Plus, a man she got
friendly with at the grocery store asked her for coffee. She
turned him down, but was thinking about it.” Selena said looking
at the clock.
“If Lucy is on time, I better get dressed to meet her. I have
everything I need for today and tomorrow here, and the HBA bag.
The rest can go.” She said hurrying to the bath boudoir to dress.
“No problem. I can handle it from here honey. If Shanna is going
to shop this afternoon, should I tell her to call you?” Joe
asked.
“Yes please, but don’t have her wait for me if she has to go
earlier. I imagine I’ll be until noon or so with Lucy and I’ll
tell her we will get her and Jeromy around 7, right?” She
verified.
“Yes.” He answered as he went to empty more drawers.
Selena just finished dressing when the phone rang and she ran to
answer it.
“Well, I’m HERE. Can I have an audience?” Lucy kidded.
“Be right down, meet you near the elevators!” She responded.
Moments later the elevator doors opened and Selena rushed into
Lucy’s arms as the two old friends hugged.
“It’s so good to see you! Congratulations on everything. I saw
you on TV once Miss BigShot.” Lucy said as the broke the hug and
walked arm and arm toward the restaurant.
“Selena, I have so many things to tell you, questions to ask, and
even a confession or two. I really missed having you as a
sounding board and friend the couple last months. We’ve both been
so busy . . . “Lucy said cutting herself off in mid-thought as
they were seated by the hostess.
“Two buffets for us, and keep the coffee coming.” Selena said
with a nod to the waitress when she came to the table.
“Great,” Lucy said. “The only thing I’ve had this morning wasn’t
too filling, but was served in bed (giggle).”
Selena flushed at her bold talk, knowing she always told it like
it was, and understanding what she meant.
“What? I bet you had the same didn’t you? I see you turn red,
naughty lady.” Lucy said.
Selena’s hand covered her mouth and she gave her an embarrassed
nod.
“God, we better go get some food so we don’t have cum and coffee
chasers.” Lucy boldly said as she bounced up.
Selena followed her and they both returned with plates full of
breakfast staples and goodies. They talked while they ate.
“So you and Jeromy finally got up to the sex part, huh?” Selena
laughed.
“Oh yeah. We both agreed to get HIV tests together and I went
back on the pill so we could lose the condoms. Sex was, ummm,
interesting until we got the results and I got in cycle. We’ve
only been safe for about 5 weeks. So, we’ve been like rabbits
since. The novelty will wear off soon and we may start sleeping.
(heehee)” Lucy admitted.
“Don’t be real sure about that, we still can’t keep our hands off
each other. We did what we did this morning because I was sore
from last night. Joe had said in Jamaica that he thought we would
level off, but it’s never happened. I just look at him and I’m
ready. He makes me happy in every way. If ever there’s a time I
think he might not be interested, I just have to do is take off
my top and he’s chasing me around the room. When he got here 3
days after me I was climbing the walls. I don’t know how I lasted
the 3 weeks he was on the job site. Oh, he was late because he
got tested for possibly having his vasectomy reversed, and they
think he can. I can’t tell you how excited we are about that.”
“Oh, I’m so happy for you. I know you want to be a mother real
bad. Listen, before when I said I wanted to talk I said I had a
couple confessions. Well let me relate this whole thing to you.
When I was in therapy I found that I was bisexual and I accepted
that, but earlier this summer I went back and re-interviewed. I
told my therapist that I was really only interested in the sex,
and the fact it was a man or a woman made no real difference to
me. The emotional attachment for both was the same, none. But,
the risk of being with a woman was almost nil compared to picking
up a guy, and that was the driving factor. By then I was with
Jeromy and saw how empty my relationships were with girls I had
been with. They really were just toys for me. Then being in a
relationship with a man I realized how much I craved the
emotional attachment to the opposite sex and how that couldn’t be
with a woman. However, there was one woman who I did have a
sexual emotional attachment with, and I took terrible advantage
of her. Once I did, she also became just a toy to me after I
fulfilled my fantasy make love to her. My sexual emotional
attachment to this person, whom I love dearly, is strictly
emotional because she is my friend and maybe the one person I
trust completely in the world. I have to tell her what a bad
thing I did and hope she forgives me. But I really believe that
our bond is strong enough for her accept what I did as a
mistake.” Lucy said, her voice getting lower as she told her
friend her feelings.
“Well, why don’t you just confront her and tell her, get the
guilt and load off your shoulders?” Selena said, trying to show
her being up front was always best.
“I am.” Lucy said lowering her eyes to her plate, before looking
right at Selena for reaction.
“What do you mean Lucy? What happened between us was the result
of too much alcohol and friends trusting each other with an
intimate private moment. I never thought of it as anything else
and you said you didn’t either. Was that the lie?” She asked
leaning back in her chair, furrowing her brow a bit.
“No, that wasn’t it. Let me tell you something right through.
Don’t interrupt me, this is hard enough. The night before we
played at your house after drinking too
much, you remember that we went out? When you got home you were
pretty plastered and I worried about you before I left for my
supposed date. You apparently were pretty horny and out of it and
you took me up on my offer to take my new toy for yourself. When
I came home after nothing happened with my girlfriend I found you
nude on the bed, the covers all pulled down, flailing about
trying to get the toy inside yourself. You were talking to Joe in
a dream or fantasy, begging him to uhh . . . . . fuck you. You
were out of it, but almost mad that he wasn’t doing you. You were
trying to get the toy inside you, but then you’d sort of slip
away, and then a few minutes later call out to him again.
Selena the sight of your beautiful body, that I was so jealous
of, made me crazy. I wanted to just stand over you and play with
myself looking at you. I really did crave you. I wanted to dive
on you and please you. But I couldn’t do that, because I was
afraid you would wake the rest of the way up and throw me out. I
went to bed and started to use a toy on myself. You made me so
horny! Well, the booze and my lust for you got the best of me and
I put on my harness with the big black dildo and went to you. I
knelt right between your legs and took the toy from your hands
and put the black dildo in them, right in front of your pussy.
You pressed it right in and begged Joe to fuck you. (tears
welling up and running down Lucy’s cheeks) I did have sex with
you that night and with the toy helping me, as well as looking at
your beautiful body, we both came like locomotives. I screwed the
hell out of you. When I got up from you, you were passed out, I
think. I kissed you full right on your pussy. I betrayed you, and
I betrayed your trust. But, I swear the next night when we did it
in front of each other, I was over you. I didn’t harbor those
feelings anymore. When I helped you get off, I was strictly doing
it as your toy, hoping in my mind it would be the apology for the
night before. But keeping this from you has weighed so heavy on
me, that I would rather have you know and hate me, than not know
with me living a lie. That’s it. It happened and I am so sorry.”
Lucy said as she held herself from making a scene bawling, but
the tears flowed from her eyes.
Selena was stunned all the while Lucy talked, not knowing what to
think.
“I don’t know what to say.” Selena said staring off into space,
not making eye contact with Lucy at all.
“You must think an awful lot of our friendship to risk telling me
this. If we didn’t have the next night, I think I would be
throwing tables at you right now. A part of me is mad . . . NO,
furious at you right now. Another part of me is happy that you
think our friendship is that important that you can’t be a phony
about it. I never thought that I could have done myself as hard
as I thought I did that night, and the kiss to my pussy, I was
sure of. I was so out of it that I would have believed anything
the next morning. Lucy, is there anything else to tell me?” She
wondered.
“No, it was the only time I was never straight up with you.
You’ve been the best friend a person could ever have, and I
betrayed you. But, I’m asking you to forgive and understand me.
Please.” Lucy said.
“Considering all of the circumstances I am going to forget it
ever happened and you should as well. It is our intimate secret.
Joe knows about the next night and has no problem with it as one
of those girl things that go with inquisitive minds wanting to
know. Knowing you as I do, you must have had a real crush on me
for you to do this, but you must love me a lot as a friend to be
so straight about it now. I love you too, and I’ve missed you
like crazy this summer, not having that person to vent with,
share special secrets with.” Selena said as she squeezed Lucy’s
hand hard under the table.
“Thank you Selena, for understanding, and coming through once
again as a special friend. I’ll never betray you again.” Lucy
said wiping tears. “Let’s go freshen up our faces. We look like
hell.”
They went together to the powder room, stopping to ask the
waitress to please bring clean plates. In the Ladies room, hidden
from the public, the two hugged tightly and shed a few more tears
and kissed on the lips to seal their secret, their friendship,
and their understanding and forgiveness.
Lucy felt she had dodged a bullet, thinking this outcome was only
a small chance in her mind. She was already lining up new
roommates at school. A good friend and trusted confidante was
something to cherish and she had almost lost it over her lusts.
When they got composed and back to their breakfast the mood had
turned somber as neither knew how to restart the conversation in
this new bond they shared.
Lucy felt it was up to her, so she looked for the ice breaker.
“Well, aren’t you going to ask me how the sex is?” She blurted
out as they both laughed.
“OK, I’ll bite. . . Getting’ much lately?” Selena giggled.
“He’s just awesome. Even when I thought I was in love before, I
always felt like I was the director of the sex, it never seemed
to just happen. Now it’s like spontaneous all of the time. When
we got to the stage where we wanted to make love, we couldn’t
because of waiting for the test results, and waiting for me to
get my cycle to start birth control. Even then sex got so good; I
didn’t miss the real thing. He’s patient and looks out for me,
never in a hurry. Maybe the strangest thing is that I feel like
I’ve been with him forever and it’s going to last forever.” Lucy
confided.
“That’s a good way to put it, because I know Joe and I are
forever. Now with getting a preview of my job and knowing how
it’s all going to work, I can relax even more and without all
that tension of wondering what being here in the city and working
would be like, everything about our relationship is even better.”
Selena admitted.
“I hope I get to where you are. I’m going to concentrate a lot
more on my studies next semester; I’m not going to play fall
softball. Jeromy isn’t real happy about that, he’d like me to
stay athletic. I told him he gives me all the workout I need.”
She laughed.
“If we can get up early enough, we can run together in the
mornings if you want. I’ll bet I could get back to a 5 mile run
like I used to do. A stretch, a run and a cool down takes less
than an hour. Do you want to try it? We can use the track until
it gets cold then we can use the indoor track at the gym. It
opens at 5:00. A lot of the Profs use that.”
“How long do you think it would take to work up to 5 miles?”
“I bet we could get up to it in a week or so. I do a couple miles
a few times a week on Joe’s treadmill, so I’m a little ready for
it.” Selena said and then leaned in to lower her voice. “One of
those better sex books says running keeps your pussy tight and
sex muscles toned.”
“Really, I’m sure Jeromy would like that, and I bet it wouldn’t
make me feel any worse either.” Lucy figured.
“Joe likes my grip, if you know what I mean. I kegel while I run
as well.” Selena added.
“You mean that thing where you squeeze like you’re holding back
your pee and squeeze your butt too?” Lucy wondered.
“Yes, you just clench and bear down a second. I swear by it.”
Lucy smiled big for the first time since her guilty plea and
admission to Selena, and asked a knowing personal question.
So . . . you guys have been pretty hot and heavy, huh? Once I
knew it was really love for us I decided to be like you and let
it all go, and it’s all good. You made me see the difference
between screwing, getting off and making love. Making love is so
heady, no pun intended. Getting each other together is something
I’ve never experienced until now.”
“Don’t give me any credit, Luce. In the end, YOU made this
happen. That’s one of the reasons we’re going out tonight and
celebrating. You and I know the demons you beat back, but finding
and nurturing a relationship has been great for you. I’m happy,
you’re happy and our men are happy as well. We better break up
our breakfast here so you can get back to Jeromy and I can get
some shopping in with Shanna, a friend of ours here.” Selena
said.
“I wish I could afford to shop today, but things are tight right
now. My car cost me money this summer so I’m a little strapped.”
Lucy added dejectedly.
“Don’t worry about a thing tonight, it’s our treat. Things will
get better once we get back to school, don’t worry.” Selena
assured her as they said good bye for the moment.
As they made their way through the lobby Selena held her hand to
assure her that everything with them was fine. As she was about
to bid her adieu Joe was coming though the main door with Shanna.
“Hey, I was hoping to run into you two.” Joe said as he politely
hugged and kissed Lucy hello.
“I had to use a driver to get our stuff to the train this morning
and before I let him go I asked him to wait to see if you were
still here. They stable in the Lenox garage and he can give you a
ride if you need it.”
“That would be awesome!” Lucy said as Joe took her hand and
hurried her out to the waiting car. The driver opened the door
and let Lucy in and Joe gave him instructions and slipped him a
gratuity for the favor. He motioned Lucy to roll down the window
to tell her that the driver was taken care of and she needn’t pay
or tip him.
Inside Shanna and Selena were plotting their shopping spree as
Joe met them.
“Thank you for taking care of her Joe. Between what she has to
pay in tuition, and what her car cost her this summer, she’s
pretty short. Having to worry about money really stinks. The next
part of her grant will come through in September and that will
ease things for her though.” She said giving Joe a kiss.
“Well, we better run if you want to get back early enough to get
ready for a big night.” Shanna said. “I have a sitter at home to
watch the baby so Joe can go to a Jets pre-season game. He shares
a season ticket with a group and this is one of the tickets he
drew. He hates preseason, but he did get 3 more season home
games. But the sitter can only stay until 4 or so. So why don’t
we get going?”
“See you in a few hours.” Selena said as she draped her arms
around Joe’s neck and kissed him while he ran his hands over her
shoulders, down her back and over the curve of her ass.
“Mmmm, I can’t wait.” Joe said with a wink as the girls ran off.
“Your Joe introduced me to my Joe. Did you know that?” Shanna
asked her as they went into the streets of Manhattan.
“No, how did you know Joe?”
“I was an administrator for a contractors group that certified
employees and owners. I would usually spend all my time arranging
the yearly convention and getting new members lined up for
certification. They created a standard of pay and benefits. It
kept fly by night owners from displaying our shield and it kept
illegitimate workers off our shielded sites. I, uhhh . . dated
Joe, if he hadn’t told you.” Shanna said as she finished her job
spiel.
Selena stopped and touched her arm to slow her. “Shanna, I’m
getting hard pressed to find a woman in this city he hasn’t been
with. I didn’t know you were ever with him, not that it makes a
difference.”
“You’re assuming I slept with him?” Shanna asked
“Please, I KNOW him and his reputation. How else could I have
fallen in love with him if he wasn’t up front about his past?”
Shanna smiled knowingly and laughed. “That’s what makes you so
special Selena! When my Joe told me Joe was getting married we
were both shocked that it could happen. But after meeting you and
seeing how special you are we understand. He told us before he
was engaged, but this time it was pretty obvious things were
different. Don’t be mad at me for something that happened a long
time ago. Just be sure that Joe is one of the sweetest men I know
and he has more character than 20 other men. His word is his bond
and I can’t tell you what a great friend he’s been to us.”
“Oh God Shanna, I’m not mad at you. It’s just when I think I know
it all, another skeleton pops out. I have thick enough skin and I
know he’s true, but after more than a year, almost 2, I guess I
thought the surprises would stop.” Selena lamented.
“Well, don’t worry about it. You have him and you two fit
perfectly. When I saw him with you, I knew. It’s like when I met
my Joe, I knew. He was homespun, but city smart, like I like to
think I am. We clicked right away, much like the two of you did.
I can’t wait until he’s a Daddy. He will be so thrilled. He
always said he didn’t want kids and now he lights up when he
talks about it. You ARE the ONE for him, and you both know it.
That makes you special. Don’t be disheartened by anything you
hear about his past. From the day you met him is all you need
care about, and you know how much he loves you. He’s a changed
man. You are a sweet lady. Joe and I are so happy for the both of
you. Now let’s shop!” Shanna said as she took her hand and they
rushed up the street.
In her mind Selena knew she was right. While Joe had a few
skeletons she wasn’t aware of, she now had one with Lucy that was
also harmless. True it happened after she started up with Joe,
but it was in no way anything that he should concern himself
with. She was ready to face whatever the past could hand her, she
knew Joe was hers now and forever.
Chapter 32
Lucy began to open the door on her ride from the Four Seasons and
the driver scolded her.
“Please Miss, wait for me.” He said as he jumped out and got her
door for her.
The Lenox doorman came right out as he saw the Towne Car arrive
and held the door for her.
“Any bags madam?” He asked as she shook her head and went
inside. She enjoyed the pampered feeling of the car and being
treated as someone special.
As she opened the door to their room she heard the TV and knew
Jeromy was back in the room.
“Do you have a car?” She shouted out.
“Yes we do and it runs great! It’s almost like new, and I don’t
have to mail him the balance until I’ve driven it home and make
sure I like it. He’s been more than fair and is sure he’s selling
me a good car. I can even transfer the warranty.” Jeromy said,
excited he finally had a good car for the two of them.
“Tonight will be great. Joe and Selena are picking up the tab for
the whole night and they told me a hundred times not to worry
about it. I wanted to feel embarrassed but they really, really
want to do this for us. I hope we can do this for them someday.
You and I will be rich like they are don’t you think?” Lucy
asked.
“Maybe someday. We’re pretty good savers so far. If we keep up
together like we have and get serious about spending our lives
together . . . hey you never know.” He said.
“I hate to plan so far ahead like that, afraid it will jinx us,
but we sure are doing good, huh?” Lucy thought aloud.
Jeromy took her in his arms and picked her up and plopped down on
the sofa with her.
“We are doing great together. I’ve never been so happy with
anyone. We like to do so much together and it works real well
right now. We fit together good. I can say I Love You and really
mean it Luce.”
Lucy wiggled her ass into Jeromy’s crotch as she felt him rising
to the occasion.
“When you say “fit together”, do you mean what I think you mean?”
she giggled.
“Not exactly, but as long as you brought it up . . . “ Jeromy
said with a wink as he flipped her over and squeezed both cheeks
of her ass.
He took the zipper that went that followed her butt line and
pulled it down to loosen her pants. He saw the t-back thong and
grabbed the floss between her cheeks and tugged at it, knowing it
would tease her pussy.
“Stop it Jeromy! Let me take my pants off, bad boy!” she giggled
as she rolled off his lap.
Lucy stood up in front of Jeromy and peeled down her tight
slacks.
“Grabbing my ass like that. You are so bold!” She kidded.
“I like your ass. I like it a lot! I love every inch of you.”
Jeromy said as he adjusted his package as she sashayed her ass in
front of him.
Lucy turned around with a sly smile on her face and dropped to
her knees, turning serious.
“Jeromy, I love you too, every inch of you and I’m so glad we
found each other. I know I’m rushing things to think about us
being together, but I really am day to day so we don’t have the
big expectations. But I do want you to know how I feel, all the
time.” She said as she bent and hugged her head to his middle.
She sat back on her haunches and looked at him with a pouty lip.
“Make love to me?” She said as she took her top off to reveal her
breasts. She lay back on the carpet and raised her ass to slink
off her t-back panties.
Jeromy got to his feet and took keys and wallet from his pocket
and knelt on the floor next to her. He pulled his shirt off over
his head and undid his belt. He began to unzip when he was
overcome with her naked body in front of him. He bent and kissed
her belly button, then running his tongue to the top of her hood
that was being pushed back by her prominent clit.
“Oh, God! Lick it, Lick IT!” Lucy huffed through suddenly urgent
breaths.
Lucy’s clit was prominent and larger than most when aroused,
almost like a tiny penis, and extremely sensitive. Jeromy knew
how to lick and tease it just right.
When he knew the first spasms were just running through her he
would let up as a tease, but she usually attacked him for
satisfaction.
“Oh Jeromy, fuck me, fuck me, FUCK ME!” She cried out as she
scrambled to her knees and bent to take down his pants enough to
get his penis out. Quickly, hungrily she pushed her mouth over
him to get him as hard as she could. Suddenly her pussy was on
fire for him and she wanted him inside.
“Oh Lucyyyyyyyy, you get me so hard, so fast! Get me good and wet
so I can slide up into that pussy and make wicked love to you.
Just thinking about you today and the way you sucked me this
morning had me wanting you all morning while I was gone.
Whooooaaa, Whooooaaa.” He blew out in exasperation.
“Lay back and let me fuck you, love you right!” He said as she
gave up her treat and swung over to her knees and lowered her
shoulders to the floor.
“Fuck me deep, Jerr. Give me your cock hard. . . . NOW!” She said
impatiently as he struggled to get his pants off the rest of the
way.
He got them off and sat up to his knees and spit into his hand
and rubbed it on the knob of his dick as he sidled up to her and
pressed himself into her.
“Ohhhhhhh, yesssssssssss! You feel so fucking big honey! Plow
me!” She wailed as Jeromy went to town on her.
She was cumming within a minute and begging him to keep it up as
he knelt behind her and plunged into her wet anxious pussy. As he
held her cheeks in either hand to pound her he looked down at her
cute little asshole. They had experimented a bit with play back
there a few nights ago and he was ready for more. His last
girlfriend had let him fuck her there a few times and he liked
the tight hold she kept on him. He wasn’t ready to rush into
trying it all with Lucy, but she was open to play. He wet his
finger in his mouth liberally and was ready to push it up her
little chute, but first he leaned up and let spit run from his
mouth right into her crevice. When it slowly rolled down over her
anus he placed his finger there and pushed.
“Oooooooooooooff! Fuck Jeromy! Give me a chance here.” She said
as she got used to the intrusion.
He kept screwing her hard and wet as her butthole began to
swallow his long finger in alternating strokes.
“Oh that feels so weird Jerr! I’m gonna cum again! Oh fuck me!”
She wailed as he got into the double entry.
She spread her arms out on the carpet and rested her face on its
side as she seemed to surrender to the plugging she was getting.
Soon Jeromy could stand no more of the tightness around him and
knew he was cumming. He buried his finger in her ass and let go
of his load deep into her womb.
Awwwwwwwwwww, HERE, HERE, HERE.” He wailed as he pumped it into
her and the waves swept over him. He kept pumping his meat into
her as his orgasm subsided and he slowed. He pulled back to let
himself drop out, but he kept his finger in her private little
hole. As she let herself go flat on the carpet.
“Oh, Jeromy, you love me so good!” She howled as he fell to the
carpet next to her. He felt her flexing her muscles on him as
they caught their breaths. She thought he was pulling out of her
ass but he started to finger fuck her ass once again.
“See? Your little ass likes me playing in there.” Jeromy
whispered.
“Jeromy, it DOES feel so good right now, but I don’t know about
really doing it there. Let’s go slow. I would do it for you in a
second, but don’t you want me to WANT to do it?” She asked him.
“Of course. If I didn’t think you could enjoy it I wouldn’t be
showing you how good it can feel. If it ever happens and you
don’t like it, that will be the end. I hope you trust me.” He
assured her.
“You know I do, but your finger is the only thing I’ve ever had
there and I’m still getting used to it.” She explained.
“I understand.” He said as he took his finger out.
“It was nice, and I did like it. We’ll try it sometime. I
promise.” She said as she rolled onto her back, not worrying
about the cum that poured out of her.
“Let’s shower and take a nap before we go out tonight. What do
you say?” Jeromy suggested as he stood up and offered her a hand.
………………………………….
In another part of Manhattan Selena and Shanna were finishing the
shopping that was to hold Selena for a while. She wanted to find
a few nice things for her “new sexy” Mom and a couple styles for
her Dad. It occurred to her as she shopped for her Mom that her
fathers strict guidelines of protection for his adolescent and
then teenage daughter leached over to his wife in an effort to
protect his child from seeing or wondering about any adult
behavior. Now that things had changed at home she looked forward
to her “new” relationship with her parents. They could more
easily confide in each other about relationship problems.
The ladies had just consolidated bags to make them easier to
carry as they weighed the option of getting a cab, or walking the
7 blocks back.
“I really WANT the exercise, but I’m afraid if I get it, I might
poop out early tonight, we’re taking my roommate and her
boyfriend out. I suppose I could nap though.” Selena wondered
aloud.
“You do have time for a nap unless Joe has any other plans, and
when he talked with us this morning he didn’t. I could use the
walk myself. Let’s do it!” Shanna said.
“OK! We can talk.” She said as they picked up and began to stroll
up the avenue towards the hotel.
“You’ll have to make a trip up to see us once the summer is over.
You two have been to Joe’s place haven’t you?”
“We’ve each been, but never together. Well, that didn’t sound
right. My Joe has been before to work with Joe and they’ve flown
to different sports things from there. I was there back when we
dated, and I’m sorry for bringing it up.” Shanna said
apologetically.
Shanna’s admission hit Selena like a punch in the stomach, even
though she knew she had no right to be offended.
“Listen Selena, Joe and I was no big love affair and nobody
dumped anyone or left any long term ill will. I was young and
impressed with Joe’s savvy. I worked with him a couple times and,
let’s face it, his self-assuredness and good looks made him
desirable. I wasn’t looking for a long term guy and he was free
for a few laughs and good times. I’ll be honest with you. He took
me to dinner after a long day, and ended up at my apartment. We
were pretty drunk and nothing much happened. The next week I was
on my way upstate to meet my family for vacation at our camp. I
stopped along the way and looked him up to apologize for getting
so drunk. When I called camp my Mom told me not to bother to
come, there were forest fires and the smoke was bad and parts of
the interstate were closed. I spent my vacation at Joe’s, quite
frankly, mostly in bed. Nothing ever happened with us after that.
He found a love interest and I was looking for a long term type
of thing and he wasn’t available. Besides, I’m a city girl and he
isn’t into full time big city living. I once asked him if he knew
any eligible guys who were interested in meeting someone, and not
someone they could bed down on the first date because I really
wasn’t like that. He introduced me to Joseph and we got married a
year later. Joe was a fantastic lover who swept me off my feet
sexually. I was never a party girl or one to sleep around, we
just happened that week. I never envisioned him as anything long
term. But, I do know you are a very happy and satisfied woman.
Now, let’s drop the subject and you can rest assured you have
nothing to worry or be jealous about.” Shanna confessed.
“Thank you so much. I know there was nothing to worry about, but
every time I hear about one of his escapades or girlfriends it’s
like a stab in my heart. I feel like I’ve been with him forever.”
Selena said as she hugged Shanna’s arm close to her.
“Be assured of one thing. Joe is a man who would NEVER screw
around or sneak around. He is as straight forward as a person can
be. That’s why he has been so successful at everything from
stocks, to work, to women and sex.” Shanna said as they arrived
at the hotel.
“Now if you can wait here with our stuff, I’ll go get Joes little
bedbug and put my stuff in it to bring home. Walking 7 blocks
with packages with you was fine, but I’d rather drive the side
streets to our place and pull right into the building. I won’t be
5 minutes.” Shanna said as she jogged off to get Joe’s car.
Under the shelter of the entrance to the Four Seasons waiting for
Shanna to come back Selena thought about what a run-around Joe
must have been and how easily women made themselves accessible to
him. She must have been the first one who had to throw herself at
him to make him take notice. Who could understand love and how it
worked?
The sight of Joe’s little roadster turning into the circular
drive of the hotel broke her reverie as bellmen rushed to help
her. Once they recognized it was Joseph’s wife they all waved and
begged off. Selena opened the door and began piling Shanna’s bags
in.
“You two are coming for breakfast in the morning, the Joes set it
up. So I’ll see you before you leave Selena. I’m glad we got a
few things out of the way today. I can breathe easier around you
and not worry about stepping on certain eggshells.” Shanna told
her.
“I’m glad too. No problem, alright? I guess we’ll see you in the
morning.” She said as she shut the door and gathered her own bags
and rushed inside.
…………………..
Opening the door to the room she was greeted with Joe’s snoring
coming from the living room. She walked in to see him deep in
sleep with the Jets preseason game, muted on the TV.
“Poor baby is tuckered out from the running around today. I’ll
let him sleep.” She thought to herself.
She brought her shopping booty into the master bedroom to lay out
and admire, but when she got there she remembered that everything
was packed away, except for clothes for tonight and tomorrows
travel clothes. She decided to leave her things in the bags and
wait for tomorrow when she got home.
Joe and Joseph had packed her original 3 suitcases and an
additional trunk Joe borrowed from Joseph to fit their things
into. Plus, he had bought inexpensive softsiders to bring home in
the car. She hated to think how much she had spent on clothes
alone since she arrived, but she had clothes for school, for
almost any occasion and was ready to go to work at WSGG next
spring. Joe never hassled her about money and she never spent it
frivolously. She felt she bought quality and got fair value.
It had been a warm day and the room was cool so she stripped off
her top and bra, as well as her slacks. She often wore just
panties in the room if she was alone or with Joe, getting used to
the feel when they were in Jamaica. She found her book and went
to the living room and stretched out opposite Joe on the love
seat.
She read for about 20 minutes before she too fell asleep.
Around 5 o’clock Joe woke to the muted post game analysis on the
television, glad he got the chance to rest. As he scanned the
room he saw his treasure on the love seat across from him. Almost
nude she looked like an angel sleeping, her book resting on her
breasts. If he knew Shanna would not return with Selena he,
himself, would have stripped down to shorts. He sat up and took
off his shirt and fell to his knees on the carpet and crawled
over to her side. He kissed the side of her breast and up to her
neck to roust her from sleep. She sighed to herself and rolled a
bit as the book fell and he caught it. With her breast fully
exposed, he kissed and suckled her nipple, knowing it would wake
her as he sat back and waited for her reaction.
As if in delayed reaction her eyes opened and a hand went to her
nipple in alarm, then she saw Joe.
“You nasty boy, you! What are you doing?” She said with a smile.
“Ahh, it’s what I’ve DONE, not what I’m doing.” He kidded.
“How was your nap? I conked right out didn’t I?” Selena said as
she sat up.
“I guess, I think we both need to get home and sleep in our own
bed and spend a few days doing nothing.” He said.
“When I get you home alone mister, you won’t be doing “nothing”,
per se.” She smirked. “I would love to get in some nude
sunbathing out by the pool.”
“I’m not too sure how private that would be honey. I’ll have to
ride you around the neighborhood a bit to show you how easy it
might be for peepers.” Joe warned her.
“Isn’t there something we can do near the cabana for privacy,
like maybe a folding dressing screen?” she wondered aloud.
“That might be a possibility. We can look into it when we get
back.” Joe said wanting to do anything to make her happy.
“You like me tanned all over don’t you?” She said as she stood
back and showed him her faded below the waist tan.
“Mmmm. That looks delicious ANY way you serve it sweets.” He said
as he put his hand in the front of her panties while she held
them open to show the color difference.
“Joeeeeey,” She sing-songed, “You don’t want to start trouble do
you?”
“How would you like that little bud sucked?” He said with a big
smile as he circled his finger over it. “Licking your little
pussy might be just the thing to start our evening off.”
“Joseph, you are a dirty man. What if I wear you out for later
on?”
“Who said anything about me? I’m going to take care of you! If I
get all excited, and you know I will, I’ll just save it up for
later. I’ll plant a big one in you later.” He laughed while
holding himself.
“Ummmm, only under ONE condition . . .I get that big load HERE.”
She said as she bit her finger as she pointed to her mouth.
Joe grinned wide as he knelt before her and worked her panties
the rest of the way down. He kissed her belly button and licked
her whole abdomen down to her pussy. Then, he stood up and picked
her up and put her on the back of the sofa, her legs splayed on
either side.
Selena bit at the fingers of one hand while the other steadied
herself on the sofa perch, knowing the passioned pleasure that
awaited her. Using his thumb he peeled back her hood a bit to
center his tongue right on her clit as he attacked it hard,
before running his tongue down her groove and into her as deep as
he could. He licked back up to her clit and circled on it, taking
her breath away.
Joe let up and licked a long wide swath up her slit and then
dipped 2 fingers deep in his mouth and wiggled them up into her
and he continued it suck and nip at her clit and the hood around
it. Her clit only become very prominent when she was very
excited, but he could feel the hard nubbin easily with his tongue
and trace its distinctive rim with the tip of his tongue. As he
licked and sucked, he continued his fingering and felt her
grasping at his fingers. Her coital muscles were distinctively
active as he began to wrench an orgasm from her.
Ooooooooo Joey, you’re so gooooood to me.” She cooed.
As she began to writh a bit under his tongue he moved his fingers
up and deep to find her g-spot along her upper wall.
“Oh Joe please. Don’t . . . . . I know you want me to fly, but .
. . . . . NNNNT. . . GDDDDD . . . . . .don’t get that started.
You’ll drain me. Oh God! I’m cumming,
CUMMING!” She wailed as she pushed his fingers away and vibrated
under him.
Selena was juicy as Joe lapped her pussy as he enjoyed hearing
her coo and feel her rattle. She had driven him up the wall and
drained him so many times, he was only happy to return the favor.
He knew she was near the peak and would try to push him away in
moments. He slid his arms up to hold hers and angled his
shoulders down to keep her legs apart. He wanted her tingle to be
a screamer.
As he sliced his tongue into the cleft below her clit he felt her
trying to move her arms to protect herself.
“OooooOooooooOooooo Gzzzzttt!” She sung as she breathlessly went
over the top and tried to pump Joe’s face from her sex as he
continued to saw his tongue through her slice and against her
clit.
He thought she had enough of pleasure torture and lifted his face
and body from his hold on her. She quickly went into a fetal ball
and rolled onto the flat of the sofa, her hand covering her
pussy. Joe went to the front of the sofa and knelt with his face
near hers as he whispered his devoted love to her.
She didn’t know whether to giggle at her predicament or kiss him
back for his devoted whispers. She whispered how good he made her
feel and how much she wanted him.
“Let me have him Joey, please?” She said as she moved her head to
the edge of the sofa to see him.
Joe’s pants were open and his shorts bulged out. She reached to
his pants and let his penis out.
“Let me fix him Joey.” She said as she moved her head over the
edge and took the head of his cock in her mouth.
Joe adjusted himself back and out of her mouth and stood, pushing
his pants and shorts down. She quickly sat up and pulled him
toward her as she took him deep in her mouth again.
He smiled at her and stroked her hair as he got her attention and
looked at her eye to eye.
“You’ve had your taste, but let’s save him for later baby. It‘ll
be great for both of us then.” He said as he moved away from her
mouth.
“OK, but you know I don’t WANT to wait, but it will be awesome
later after you make love to me.” She said as she bounced up to
her feet.
“I’ve got to take a cold shower quick or I won’t be able to get
pants on.” Joe said as he rushed into the bath.
“Hahahaha, I guess that means you’ll be in there alone huh? I’ll
put a robe on and wait for you to take my shower.” She laughed.
………………………..
At 7:00 pm the black 3 seater Lincoln pulled into the front of
the Lenox House Hotel as Jeromy and Lucy came out. The driver
hurried and went around getting the door for them, letting them
into the seat facing Joe and Selena. Lucy’s smile was so wide she
wasn’t sure if it would ever come off.
“This is SO awesome, I could wet my pants. I’m so excited!” Lucy
bubbled.
“If need be, there’s a bathroom in the back.” Joe smiled and
kidded.
“IS THERE?” The gullible Lucy said as they all laughed.
“Joe you know Lucy, and this is Jeromy, Lucy’s boyfriend I’ve
told you so much about. Jeromy, this is Joe.” Selena said, doing
the introductions.
“I’m so glad to meet you. I want to thank you for this whole
thing here tonight. A night on the town in Manhattan is something
I wanted to do with Luce, but we could never afford . . . “. He
began but, lost his train of thought as Joe waved him off.
“Please, no need to thank us. Lucy has bailed Selena out so many
times with rides, and borrowing her car and just generally being
a good friend, that I’ve been waiting for a way to thank her. She
picked her up and even stayed with her so she wouldn’t be alone
while I was away for a few weeks. She really went out of her way
to keep Selena from climbing the walls. This is MY thank you, or
should I say OUR thank you to Lucy and a celebration of Selena
finishing her internship. We wanted to celebrate with a friend
and Lucy tells us you are something special too. So you and I are
out with 2 of the prettiest ladies anywhere. Essy and I have been
pretty lucky in the time we’ve been together and have no problem
sharing our good fortune, especially with friends. So please,
don’t have a second thought about expense or owing. This party is
on us. Some day you can do the same if the situation presents
itself.” Joe explained.
Lucy blushed at Joe’s reference to “staying with her”, but still
understood his appreciation. No matter where her relationship
with Jeromy went, and what paths she and Selena took, their two
nights together and the sexual relationship they shared would be
a secret the two would think of and share forever. She only
wished that Selena was the last woman she shared pleasure with,
but she would remember that she was the one who urged her onto
the right course and made her dive into the relationship with
Jeromy.
“Tell them what we have planned, Joe.” Selena said bouncing on
the seat, like a kid at Christmas, she was so excited.
“First we’re going to Twenty One for dinner. We have reservations
in the Bar Room, but it’s not like it sounds. They have a 7
course tasting menu, complete with wines that go with each and it
is fabulous. I’ve done it a few times before and never been
disappointed. Then we’re going to Arthur’s Tavern for jazz.
There’s a Japanese jazz trio that will knock you out, no matter
what kind of music you like. We should make the last set there at
10 and then if we’re all still up to it, we can get to the
Marquee for Eddie Moneys midnight set. I know a guy there who can
get us in the door, and it’s the toughest door in Manhattan. They
will be lined up for blocks to get in and we have it booked. If
we’re too tired we can pass, no problems. Just keep in mind to
pace your drinking for the night so you can stay awake and enjoy.
How does that all sound?” Joe asked excitedly.
Jeromy and Lucy were google-eyed at Joes plans.
“Wow, that IS a night. I think we can make the whole night,
though. Like you said just watch the drinks.” Lucy said.
“Never mind the drinks, how about being able to keep our hands
off each other that long!” Selena said laughing and grabbing
Joe’s arm to her side. “The wines on the tasting menu are so
good, and the food is really erotic. Then the jazz always lights
my fire too. I love it when we do a night like this together, the
four of us should have a great time.”
The night proved to be everything the foursome had hoped for. The
timing of everything could not have been better as they were able
to enjoy each part of Joe’s evening plan without rushing, but
still moving with the clock for each venue. The ride to The
Marquee was the quietest ride as the couples spoke little, and
necked most of the way. Selena whispered to Joe that she couldn’t
wait to be “made love to by your big fat cock until I finish him
in my mouth”, and Lucy whispered she intended to “screw you until
cry uncle”. By the time they got there they almost forgot why
they were going, but passing the line and going behind the velvet
ropes to be ushered in like VIP’s made them all feel important.
Eddies show was non-stop rock and roll, even stepping onto the
club floor for one song gladhanding his fans. At Joe’s table he
shook Joe’s hand, hugged both women, then shook Jeromy’s hand and
whisked back to the stage. It marked the end of a great night for
the four of them.
When the car pulled up at the Lenox all four got out and shook
hands, kissing and hugging. Selena was so happy that they had
found another couple, HER friends to go out and pal with. In the
past it always seemed it was Joe’s friends because she had so few
with common interests.
Jeromy gripped Joes handshake with both hands and thanked him
gratefully for the fantastic evening saying it was “the best
night out” he ever had and “so happy he could share it with this
woman, Lucy, who he thought he had fallen in love with”.
Selena assured them both that they would be together soon as she
moved back in the dorm in a little more than a week. Once back in
the car she cuddled up to Joe and told him as much as she was
looking forward to moving back to the dorm and getting on with
school, she was going to miss living with and spending every
night with Joe. She snuck a hand to the inside of his trouser leg
and began to rub through his pants the length of his cock up and
down as it hardened.
“I know for school and for my future that living on campus is
best, but I sure have grown accustomed to having you safe and
warm next to me.” She cooed in his ear.
“I’m only a phone call away and you’ll be there on weekend
nights, right?” Joe said as he adjusted himself as she fondled
him.
“Most of the time. What’s the matter, the seat uncomfortable?”
She giggled.
Joe pulled her head close to his as he kissed her hair, inhaling
deep to smell her, and then whisper in her ear. “Oh boy, are you
going to get fucked tonight.”
She blushed in anticipation and smiled as the Lincoln pulled up
to the Four Seasons. A bellman waved off the driver as he began
to get out. The bellman got the limo door and welcomed Joe and
Selena back. It was their last night of being pampered at the
hotel and their last night of extravagant spending. Three weeks
of being waited on wore on Joe a bit as his life was usually
fairly simple, and that was the way he liked it. This evening had
cost him nearly two thousand dollars, the dinners alone costing
$125 each plus tip. However, the only tip he was worried about
right now was the one in his pants that Selena had fondled in the
car. Walking through the lobby and riding the elevator up to
their suite was a blur as he thought of the passion he wanted to
unleash on his love. After the tease of the afternoon and the
little glances and words of the evening, he was ready to show her
his love. Her digital tease in the car only further incited his
ardor for her.
At the door of the room as he fumbled for the slip pass for the
acceptor for the door Selena was reaching for his zipper. He just
slipped the card in the acceptor when her hand went into his
pants. They walked through the door with her hand still there.
Inside the door he undid his belt and the snap on his pants as
they fell to the floor, his hard prong waving in the air. He took
her by the hips and turned her around pushing her in the middle
of the back to bend over the writing desk just inside the door.
She sighed a deep breath as he controlled her and pushed up her
skirt and pulled aside the t-back of her thong. He sunk his cock
into her and stood luxuriating in the relieving warmth of her
box, while she sighed at the sudden fullness and titillation.
“Oh GODDDDDDD Joey, that feels sooooo goooood!!” She moaned and
cried.
“I’ve wanted to be INSIDE YOU so fucking bad all night; I don’t
think I could have waited one more second!” Joe proclaimed as he
moved in and out of her hard a few times.
“Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh . . . . . fuck me Joey! Make love to
me!” She responded.
Joe bent over her and squeezed her breasts hard through her
clothes and bit at the back of her neck.
“Joseph my LOVER, my HUSBAND! Take me to bed and suck on my
titties! Paw them and squeeze them! Then lick my pussy while I
suck on your cock. Then fuck me until I SCREAM!” Selena commanded
as Joe pulled his cock from her and picked her up.
He carried her to the bedroom and set her on the bed. While he
busied himself with his shirt she fumbled with her clothes and
slipped off the bed to her knees and devoured his cock, taking
its length in one mouthful.
“Ohhhhh GOD Essy! That’s so good! But I want YOU right now.” Joe
said as he moved from her mouth and pulled her up and onto the
bed. He straddled her little waist and bent so his mouth could
suck and bite at her full breast, while his other hand squeezed
and twisted up to the tip of her nipple and repeated it over and
over before switching his mouth and hand to the opposite orb. She
writhed underneath him until she pulled at his face with both
hands to her mouth to join with lips and tongue for a long
passionate wet spit swapping kiss. His cock was precariously
close to her pussy and he almost thrust into her by his motions,
but he picked himself up just as he was about to. He turned to
his side almost sitting Indian style beside her but he stretched
his legs out toward the head of the bed while he pulled her
little waist up on its side as he buried his head between her
legs, covering her pussy with his mouth until he centered on her
clit and sucked it hard. Then he drove his tongue into her as
deep as he could and began to gnaw with his lips and tongue on
her sensitive clit and lips.
Once she caught her breath she opened her eyes to see his cock
just in front of her face and took no time to put the head into
her mouth and suck at it. With both arms free she cupped his
balls with one hand and held his cock with the other as she moved
her head in pace with the lapping of her clit. Joe snuck a thumb
under his chin and shoved it into her pussy deeply, only to
quickly withdraw it and plunge it up her ass.
Joe’s cock went deep into her mouth with the sudden shock of
being plundered in her rear, but she had no complaints as he
feasted roughly on her sweet pussy while she got to taste every
inch of his cock. Their oral tribute to each other was rough and
wet. Some of Joe’s drool and her own wetness were escaping from
her pussy and running to the juncture of his thumb and her bottom
hole making that slide even easier.
Joe was totally excited and into making Essy crazy with desire.
What he underestimated was the pitch he had been tuned to. If she
kept her animal action on his cock, he was going to explode, and
he pulled away from her.
‘That’s the third time today you’ve taken that away from me. You
better be ready to fuck the shit out of me and feed me everything
you have in those balls. I WANT YOUR CUM!” Selena said leaving
Joe wondering if she was seriously perturbed or was teasing.
She was rarely that graphic in her words, but tonight’s alcohol
might be the blame for that. Either way Joe was ready to fulfill
her wishes. She had made him want her more than ever tonight.
He sprung to his knees and was between her legs and took her
knees, running his hands up her legs and resting them on his
shoulders. He took the engorged head of his dick and put it to
her saliva slick pussy lips and fell into her, bending her in
half as he began to slam into her with loud slaps of their hips.
Selena almost screamed at being taken so hard, but she loved the
rough fucking she was getting as her adoring eyes glistened in
the rooms dimmed chandelier lights.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,
fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK FUCK, FUCK.” She yelped as each blow from
his middle rained on her pussy.
Suddenly Joe felt her trying to unfold herself and push him off.
“Cumming, cumming, CUMMING, CUMMMMMMMMMMMING!!” She wailed as she
began to do just that.
She knew she was close to becoming oversensitive and wanted to
get out from under Joe, but he was too strong as the sensation
coming from her vagina sucked all the blood, it seemed, from her
head. Her eyes rolled back as Joe held her hips firm with his
cock buried in her as she vibrated on him, her white knuckled
fingers wrapped on his arm.
“OHHHHHHHHHH UGHHHHHHHHHHHHH.” She wailed aloud as she got her
breath and Joe let her legs down as he withdrew from her. They
fell limply to her side for a moment but she sprung up and turned
around on her hands and knees and gobbled his cock.
The soft wetness of her mouth matched her pussy and Joe couldn’t
help but begin to move his hips at her hungry mouth. She held her
head still, letting Joe fuck her mouth as she tasted his seeping
precum. She knew his pop was nigh.
Joe reached back and grabbed his own buttocks just as she took
his balls in one of her hands lovingly. He couldn’t stop what his
body was doing if he wanted to now.
Baby! Baby! Ohh BABY! ESSSY . . . YESSSSSSSSS GRRRR UGHHHHHHH.”
He growled as the first volleys from his balls traveled up his
shaft to his physical delight.
Selena swallowed hard to keep up with the first few shots but cum
ran down her chin as he oozed cum into her sucking mouth. His
load was plentiful after the days tease, and she was ready and
willing to take it all, but to him it felt like his cock was
being unscrewed, it felt so good.
“No, no, no, no, MORRRRE.” He wailed as she took him deep once
more and sucked up and off his cock.
Joe reached out to all fours and then lowered himself to his side
on the bed, truly exhausted. Selena watched from her all fours
position and then crawled up to him, her head resting on his
abdomen near his penis. As drops of semen still formed at the tip
of his cock she would kiss or lick them away, with Joe moaning
each time. When he finally stopped flexing, satisfied he had
drained himself of his seed, she moved up over him.
“If we never spoke another word to each other and that was the
way we made love, we would never have to speak. I love you
Joseph, more than anything. When your baby grows inside of me
everyone will know how much I love you just by looking at my
face. Your love is kind, gentle, tender, rough, playful and
forceful all at once. I love you forever.” She whispered before
locking her mouth over his and running her hands around him the
best she could.
They broke the kiss and Joe looked at her, her chin glistening in
the ambient light from the wetness of his semen on her chin and
face. It was the same seed he tasted in her adoring kiss.
“You are my only love forever. Just our baby will share it. That
I promise you.” He said back.
She smiled and moved back to lay and rest her head in the crux of
his arm and shoulder. They fell asleep exhausted from their love
expression. It was almost 3 in the morning and a wake up call was
coming at 8.
Chapter 33
The ride home from New York City was almost surreal for the
couple. Their love had reached a height even they had no idea was
possible. They spoke little on the way but glances to each other
that caught their eyes were 1000 word soliloquies. Despite Joe’s
years of relationships he was as much the babe in the woods that
Selena was at this level of adoration. With the wind blowing
above their heads in the top down roadster the ride was a series
of deep sighs. Until they turned up the street to their home not
a word was said about it being a relief to be home. Being with
each other was enough.
“We should call your Mom and Dad for dinner tonight, go someplace
nice to thank them for taking care of our bags, watching the
pool.” Joe said as they passed their street.
“Mmmm, OK! I would love to see my Mom with that just laid look on
her face. Hey, my Dad for that matter. I bought her some real
nice things that are sure to get her sexed up.” Selena giggled.
Her conversations with her mother had taken a whole new tact
since things had opened up at home. She felt like she had taken
her Dad and shaken him to make him realize what he had at home
and what he was going to lose if he didn’t wake up. Suddenly now
her Mom was making little non-explicit references to sexual
situations and talking to Selena like a best girlfriend, as well
as her Mom.
As Joe pulled into the drive and clicked the garage opener he saw
their luggage that Selena’s father had delivered and he smiled.
“Your Dad is alright! He even delivered.” He said to Selena.
As they took things from the roadster to move onto the elevator
Selena swore she heard voices from behind the house and became a
bit worried. She ran into the garage where Joe was moving the
cases on the lift and she signaled him, whispering, “I think
there’s someone out back!”
Joe motioned her on the elevator and brought it up. As soon as
the doors opened they went over to the French doors and peered
out where they could see the back yard. There, sunning themselves
were Scott and Betty Hanson, and Betty had her top turned down to
sun her breasts as well. However she was at the ready to turn it
up should someone come along.
“Oh shit, my Mom is topless out there. Don’t look Joe! Get out of
the window so they don’t know we saw them and let’s go out and
holler from the gate.” Selena said to save them embarrassment.
“You mean I can’t compliment your Mom on her rack?” Joe kidded as
she elbowed him.
They got back on the elevator and went back down and through the
garage. They went up to the tall wooden yard gate and yelled
“Hello”, before slowly opening it.
“Hey, Hi Mom, Hi Dad! I figured it was you when I heard voices
back here. I’m glad you took us up on the offer of the pool.”
Selena said as they walked in to see Betty’s top up and Scott
getting up from his chaise.
They traded pleasantries and kissed, shook hands and hugged each
other. At one point, when Betty turned around, Selena eyes almost
bugged out at the tiny back of her mothers suit. It wasn’t a
thong or t-back, but it wasn’t much more. Joe was right, her Mom
still looked quite hot.
They claimed they were just getting ready to leave and why
didn’t they let them unpack and come to the house for dinner
later.
“It’s a hot night Betty,” Joe said, “Why don’t we take you two
out for dinner for helping us out with everything? That’ll keep
you out of the hot kitchen.”
“Well, I can’t argue with that, can you Scott?” She said turning
to her husband.
“No problem at all. You two pick us up when you’re ready.” Scott
said as he put his arm around his wife and they walked away.
Joe couldn’t help but look at Betty’s shapely ass in the
mini-bottomed suit.
Selena elbowed Joe one more time. “That’s my mothers’ ass you’re
staring at!”
“No shit, and I see exactly where yours came from.” Joe laughed.
“Well, I guess I should be happy she still looks that good, but I
still get jealous when you look at somebody else.” Selena pouted.
“I don’t think jealous is the word you want. Just because I
admire a nice round ass it doesn’t mean that I’m going to be
chasing it. God made females lovely creatures to look at and I do
enjoy looking. You however . . . . “ Joe said as he turned and
pinned her against the gate post just after it swung shut.
“Yours I do a little more than look at.” He finished his thought
as his hands dropped to her fine ass and embraced it. “Yours,
I’ve even had the occasion to FUCK!” He said as he goosed her a
bit for emphasis.
“Joe, don’t get me going. We have to unpack and meet them for
dinner.” Selena said, not too convincingly.
“You want me to leave you alone, only wondering what naughty
thoughts I had with you in mind?” Joe growled in her ear, her ass
firmly in his grip.
Selena exhaled deeply. “Nooooo, I suppose we have time for
anything. Your breath in my ear makes me wetter than I can stand.
Let’s go inside.”
Fifteen minutes later, with all the suitcases in the room and the
HBA bag on the bed, Selena was on all fours on the bed getting
plowed by Joe’s fat cock. Her arms were splayed out before her as
her head rested almost on her chin looking in the mirror back at
Joe.
“Oh God Joey, fuck me, FUCK ME! I’m watching you FUCK ME!”
Joe looked up from his view of his cock disappearing in and out
of her shaved pussy to see himself in the mirror and her flushed
face. He smiled back at her and continued his thrashing in and
out of her.
“You’re watching me watch your beautiful ass and pussy while I
make you happy. Your beautiful tanned bottom is so beautiful.” He
said almost in reverence, he loved her so.
“Make me a bad girl Joey, I want to be a bad girl for you. Make
me bad, NAUGHTY!” She said as she reached for the HBA bag beside
her.
While Joe still flailed away at her she worked a zipper open and
reached in to get her vibrator, then her tube of personal lube.
She reached behind herself and placed the items in the cleft of
her ass split.
Joe knew what she wanted.
He stopped his assault on her as he took the toy and the tube.
She began to slowly work herself back and forth on him as he
unscrewed the tube and squeezed a wad on the side of her toy. He
put the toy next to her little asshole and rolled it around
spreading the lube from the toy to her. He put a bit more on his
middle finger and put it to the hole, twisted it and pushed as
she gave way.
“Ohhhhhhh, Joe. You teased me there the other night, I want you
now. Screw my hiney. You like it when I say hiney don’t you? Open
me up and fuck me there.”
She purred.
Joe with drew his finger and rolled the tip of the little red
vibe there and stood it up and pushed.
With a grunt to let it in she hummed approval.
“MMMmmmmmmmmmm, Ooooooooooooo that burns but it burns good! Get
that shit in me. Make your cock fit.” She said as she pulled away
just enough to get his dick to pop out of her.
Joe was working the vibe in small stretching circles but Selena
was impatient for the real thing. She knew the burn and stretch
of his cock would hurt for a moment, but that somehow made it
sexier, made the adrenaline flow. Doing the super nasty made her
crazy and her pussy flow like a river.
“You Joey, you. I want you.” She said to him in the mirror.
Joe pushed the vibe in as far as he could and held it there with
the back of his hand as he squeezed more lube onto his cock now
and spread it around the corona, rim and tip of his cock. When he
was done he moved his other hand and the vibe popped up like a
piece of toast from a toaster. She forced it out in anticipation
of his manhood.
She held onto the bedcover in anticipation as Joe rode the rim of
his cock head over her asshole to tease her. He knelt up and put
the tip to her winking hole and using his thumb to push the head
through her opening, it slid into her with a loud gasp from her.
“Ohh FUCK! Hold it there a moment.” She asked almost politely,
out of the wanton character she was a second ago. But Joe was
past any point of backing off his lust. His admiration of her
Moms ass and now the teasing words and come on of her wish to be
cleaved there pushed him over. He rose up and ran his cock with
all his weight up fully into her.
“OHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH NOOOO!” She wailed with
eyes agawk at Joe in the mirror. Then she lowered her head.
Joe held her ass tight to him, his fingernails white from
gripping her so tight. He possessed her at this moment. She
looked up slowly in the mirror and sought his eyes. Hers were
full of tears but she managed a little smile.
“You do me so BAD!! Fuck my ass Joey. Give it to your bad girl!”
She grunted and cried almost at the same time.
Somewhere a place in his heart felt terrible that his lust over
took him and hurt her. But he knew there was a place in her heart
that wanted it just like that. She wanted to be possessed, and
now she was.
He fucked in and out of her in short strokes as he watched her
little anus ring slide back and forth with him. He pulled all the
way back until just the head remained and then fucked her in long
slow strokes to make himself last. Soon he saw the ring open and
not cling to him as much, He knew she was open, and hopefully in
comfort. He wanted to cum. As she looked at him with a strained
look in the mirror with stilted breathing he knew she was doing
the same right then, dropping her head in resignation and picking
it up to look at him with adoring eyes.
He held her cheeks tight in his hands, his thumbs almost touching
where his cock had taken her and he let his cum fly, pumping her
with short strokes.
“Fuck, fuck, cumming, cumming, CUMMING ARRRRGHHH,” He wailed
until he grunted with each short push into her until he was
drained.
She pulled off of him and he popped out as she fell forward on
the bed. He fell forward on to her straddling her, his cock in
the crease of her ass.
“You’re a VERY bad GOOD boy, Joe. Don’t apologize, I wanted that,
and I wanted it that way. I am very fucked in my hiney right
now.” She giggled as she rested her head and Joe kissed the side
of her face.
He went to the bathroom to get her a towel and help her into the
bath room.
She asked him to close the door as she went in and said she would
call if she needed him.
Joe sat on the bed exhausted looking for a second wind for going
out, now that his passions were drained. His ardor for taking
Selena that way was certainly fed by seeing her mothers mature
ass, spread, but still shapely and supple. He could only hope
that the view from that end in 20 years would be as inviting.
“Hey, earth to Joe! You better get a second wind.” Selena said
waking Joe from his stupor on the bed.
“What do you mean? You want to go again?” Joe kidded.
“No no! That hiney is off limits for a while, you big brute.” She
laughed as she sat next to him on the bed and hugged up and
smooched the side of his face over and over.
“You’re such a bad boy to make me love that so much. It’s worth
the hiney hangover afterwards.” She said cutely.
“Hiney hangover? That’s new.” He asked.
“Well, it’s sore from the stretching and the friction, but I do
feel well fucked and my orgasm from that is, . . .is, ummm . .
awesome!, but different. Don’t worry about me. It wouldn’t happen
if I didn’t want it. I would stop you if there were a real
problem.” She reassured him again.
“OK I trust you to tell me.” Joe said tentatively feeling guilty
about seeing her tears earlier.
Joe went in the bath and got cleaned up, washing his hands and
genitals, while Selena dressed.
“We didn’t get much unpacking done did we?” She said looking at
the cases on the bedroom floor.
“No, it seems I did some packing.” Joe said with a big smile.
Selena flushed red and poked at him. “All your fault!” she said.
“Yeah right. We don’t need to pick them up until 6 o’clock do we?
Let’s get started with the unpacking, at least. If we get the
dirty clothes out and hang some things to get wrinkles out it
will be a start.” Joe said looking at his watch.
A half hour later they had the bags all opened and a load of
laundry in as they left to pick up her parents.
“You OK, baby?” Joe asked as they drove down the street.
“J O E Y ! You make it sound like you raped my butt today! I
made that happen honey. Didn’t you notice how I was shaved so
smooth everywhere. Ever since the other night when you used the
toy on me I’ve wanted you there. When everything went well this
morning in the bathroom, I knew I would be clean and ready this
afternoon. Everything is fine!” She said, hoping to stop his
worry.
They pulled into the driveway at her parents and she took his
hands in hers.
“I’ve told you this before and I won’t say it again. If you hurt
me I’ll stop you. If you don’t hear from me everything’s OK.” She
said as she kissed him.
Joe smiled at her. “OK. I love you so much I want you to be happy
all of the time.”
“I’m happy if I’m with you.” Selena said as they got out of the
Mustang.
Betty and Scot Hanson were just finishing getting ready when
their daughter walked in through the garage door.
“You guys ready?” She asked.
Betty Hanson flushed red and rushed past her.
“I just have to change these pants.” She said as she adjusted an
earring in her flurry by.
She slipped into Selena’s room and came out a second later in a
pair of jeans familiar to Selena.
“Wow, you can wear MY jeans.” She said as she looked her Mom
over.
“Well, they are a bit tighter on me, but I think I look good in
them.” Betty said as she rushed past Selena to hurry Scott along.
Selena lingered in her room for a second checking to see if there
were any clothes she might want to bring “home”. She saw the
pants her Mom had stripped off on her bed and she went to get
them and put them in the hamper.
As she picked them up and straightened them out she saw the
reason her Mom had to change. The crotch was wet, and it wasn’t a
potty accident. She had leaked some cum from an apparent late
afternoon romp. Foolish Mom forgot about wearing light colored
pants after sex if there might be “leakage”.’
Selena chuckled and was happy for her Mom. When she opened the
hamper, there on top was a pair of her Dads boxer shorts with
lipstick all over them. She giggled to herself and ran to the
living room to meet everyone.
“Are we all ready?” Scott asked.
“Yes, we are all ready.” Selena said with a big smile.
The 4 went out into the hot night and squeezed into Selena’s
Mustang and were off to a cool dinner and night of talk and
laughs.
…………………………….
At the dorms at PolyTech Lucy and Jeromy were just pulling into
the parking lot with Jeromys new car. It had been a great trip
home from the city, stopping along the way at Woodstock and then
at State University at New Paltz to visit friends.
They were both randy to be at each other once they were alone.
While Jeromy brought her bag up the stairs Lucy ran ahead to the
bathroom.
When he got into the room she opened the door with a long face,
almost in tears.
“What’s the matter?”
“I got my frickin’ period. I ruined my thong and if I wasn’t
wearing jeans would have ruined my shorts. I never ever felt it
happen. I felt damp, but I THOUGHT it was something else. I
really wanted you bad. F U C K !” Lucy said as she went to Jeromy
for a comforting hug.
“Well, I guess we should just be glad you got it. Now you know
your cycle and we can plan the day ahead of time now.” He said to
comfort her.
“I took my last pill last night. I usually had a night with the
placebo and then wake up with my period. DAMN! I’m so sorry.” She
cried on his shoulder.
“It’s OK baby. I looked forward to tonight, but we have a few
more nights here alone before Selena moves back and we get
started with classes.” He said patting her on the back.
“I wanted you too. I’ll still take care of you. You know I love
to suck you and love you up, make you happy.” Lucy said
hopefully.
“My sexy Lucy. Let’s get settled and lay on the bed and let what
happens happen.” Jeromy said as he moved her bag to Selena’s bed
and opened it taking out dirty clothes, and laying items on the
bed for sorting and put away.
Ummmm . . . Jerr . . . maybe, and just maybe, if I don’t get cold
feet and you don’t mind working near the monthly mess, and that’s
all neat with a tampon now, maybe we can try the other.” Lucy
said with a half nervous smile.
“Lucy, that’s up to you. You know I want it but on your pace not
mine. I’ll be as gentle as I know how, and won’t be disappointed
if we don’t get that far.” Jeromy said in excited apology.
“Oh, I’ll finish you one way or the other. It’s just I’m thinking
that with no alternative I might talk myself into it easier. I do
want to try it, but I won’t lie. I’m afraid, and excited at the
same time. I know we have an agreement to not ask about old
partners, but what did your old girlfriend think of it? Be
honest.” Lucy queried.
“She had done it before me and liked it on occasion. Like, if she
had her period, like this. She totally controlled it, start to
finish. She backed . . . “
“That’s enough! You answered my question. Sorry I had to ask.”
Lucy said as she reclined on the bed and pulled off her top and
slid off her shorts, lying in just her full cover panty.
“Come here and lay with me. Leave that stuff.” She said with a
smile.
Nervously they lay and necked and began to paw at each other,
with Lucy getting most of Jeromy’s clothes off, except his
expanded under shorts. While she massaged his balls during a lip
lock he reached around and squeezed and fondled her butt cheeks
taking full hold of a side getting his fingers close to his
eventual target. She began to work his shorts down and unlock
lips to move away from him. She turned on her knees and took his
cock in her mouth and slowly sucked it while her hands pulled
down her panties. She opened her legs and took one of his hands
and brought it up between her legs. He took the hint and reached
behind her rubbing his fingers over her taint and across her
little asshole. After a few runs her brought them to his mouth
and wet them generously enough to drip on the way back to her
butt. Moving his slippery fingers around the “back yard” felt
extremely sexy to Lucy as she awaited his first push at her
little knot.
Jeromy knew patience would be his friend if he wanted this. He
slowly circled his slickened finger around the little aperture
until he felt her grow impatient and push back a bit. He bore
down a bit and he slid into her, keeping his finger just at the
first knuckle and holding it there, waiting to feel her squeeze.
Once he felt that he pushed forward just a tad and began to
oscillate his digit until he was sure she wanted more.
“Get some lube, we can’t do this with spit.” He whispered.
She picked her head from his cock and looked at Jeromy with a bit
of fear on her face as she reached across him to her nightstand
and opened the top drawer where she kept a tube of Joy Jelly.
From the look on her face he felt pretty sure they would not go
through with this tonight. Fear was what she had to overcome if
she was to relax. He would play it by ear from this point.
As she handed him the tube she bit her lip and asked, “If I say
stop, that’s it. OK?”
“Of course baby. This is for both of us. If we don’t enjoy it
together, it’s not making love is it? Don’t do it for me, don’t
do it to say you did. Do it because you want it.” Jeromy said as
he looked her squarely in the eye.
She whispered “I love you” as a nervous smile went over her face.
Jeromy kept eye contact as he opened the tube and put a blob of
the red flavored gel on his finger. He reached under her with
eyes still glued to each others as he pushed at her little
wrinkled ball. He easily slid in and he pushed as far as he
could.
The look on her face went from startled to an eye closing deep
exhale and then a little smile. She bent and took his cock in her
mouth again as he began to saw his finger in and out of her ass,
waiting to see if he was going to get a reaction that would
encourage him.
She slowly bobbed her head over his penis, knowing just what he
liked. The finger and movement in her behind felt a little
creepy, but good. She was trying to will sexual feeling from it,
but it was not happening. Physically it felt nice and she
wondered if something as thick as his penis could fit in her.
Suddenly she felt a little tingle deep inside her. It was a want
deep within her to be satisfied, so much so that she wanted to
touch herself, but she was determined to let his finger play in
her bottom be the fulcrum for her needs.
A pool of drool began to collect in her mouth and at the base of
his penis that she finally had to swallow.
“You ARE doing something to me and it is feeling pretty good back
there. Do you really think you can fit this in me?” She said as
she swallowed and looked at him close-up.
“It will fit, but it may take some work. Do you want to try, or
wait? I’ll be as gentle as I know. Don’t do it for me, do it for
yourself.” Jeromy warned her.
“Well I’m not looking forward to you hurting me and I AM doing it
for you. If I get any pleasure out of it besides that it will be
a bonus.” She said nervously.
“If you don’t think there will be any pleasure in it for you,
let’s not go on.” Jeromy said, a little exasperated.
“I am told that if you are a good lover, you won’t hurt me much
and I WILL get a great new pleasure from this, but pain is part
of it all. I’m willing to try it for you, but I ‘m quickly losing
my bravado.” She said as her candor was getting the best of her.
“You do it!” He said quickly.
“What do you mean?” Lucy asked as he pulled his finger from her.
He handed her the lube tube saying, “Fix me up and straddle me.
Take it as you like. Once you think you’re OK with it I’ll take
over. I don’t want to make you a sacrificial lamb while I mount
you. I’m not comfortable with that, baby.”
Lucy took the tube from him and pushed some of the jelly onto his
cock and began to move it around, spreading it up and down its
length. Swiftly she straddled him and leaned forward.
“Get more in me.” She told him handing him the tube.
“Sit up a bit so I can see what I’m doing here.” He said while he
took the tube and filled 2 fingers with the goo. “Now lean
forward again.”
Jeromy reached under her and wiped the fingers on her little
hole, then following it into her rear path with his middle
finger, which sunk into her smoothly.
She closed her eyes and sighed at the re-intrusion. “Ooo, that’s
not bad.” She hissed as he withdrew and put his hands on her
hips.
“It’s all you now baby.” He said looking at her face for some
answer.
Lucy reached behind herself and took his cock between her fingers
and repositioned her body a bit. She rubbed the head up and down
her crease a couple times and then brought it to her anus. She
appeared to hold it tightly just behind the head and press it to
her self as she pushed back. Jeromy felt a block and knew she
might give up quickly.
“Flex like you’re trying to push something out.” He said to help
her.
She must have done like he said because the head slipped right
in, but she kept her fist tightly around him, afraid the whole
length would slide up into her.
“Oooh, it’s big and it hurts a bit, like a sting or burn.” She
said as she appeared to try and relax onto it, but still she
remained tentative.
“Mmmmm, it’s better now, but still big. Here goes.” She said as
she let go of his cock and just let herself settle.
Jeromy resisted the urge to surge into her and let her settle as
she put her head down, her chin almost to her chest to hide her
expression from him.
“Are you OK baby? Get off if it’s too much.” He whispered to her.
She looked at him with a red face with a little fright ebbing
from her.
“Not as bad as I thought, but it feels A LOT BIGGER that I
thought. Let me sit.” She said wiping the queer look from her
face.
“I’m going to flex because I can’t stand it. You pushed all the
blood out of it and I’m hurting.” He said as he did it without
warning to relieve his discomfort.
“Whoa JEROMY! You made it twice as fat!” She said alarmed.
“It just feels that way. Relax. Move if and when you want, OK?”
Jeromy said as he wet his finger and slid it down to her excited
clit.
“Jerr, MY PERIOD!” She scolded him.
“I’m not going to stick it in, just help you get back in the
mood.” He said as he gently touched and moved his finger over her
swollen button.
As she began to involuntarily move from his finger manipulations
she felt herself moving and opening up behind herself. In a
matter of moments she was moving up and down on him enjoying the
feeling she was getting from front and back.
“Hoooooo! Pretty exciting! She said I would like once I got into
it.” She said absentmindedly.
“Who’s “she”?” He asked her as he began to get into it all.
“Oh me and my big mouth. Not a word, OK? Selena. She loves this.”
Lucy said as she began to feel vibrations deep down inside.
“Do you want me to make love to you now?” He asked.
“How would we do that, I hate to move.”
“You lay on your back with your legs up and I face you.”
“You won’t be mad if I want to finish like this? Would you? I’m
really getting into this.” She said as she rolled her eyes back
and came a little as her body got ready to wrench a major spasm
through her.
Jeromy never came in this position before, but he saw Lucy was
finally really getting into it as she rode his slippery finger
with his cock plugging her butt.
“Whoooooaaaaa, Ahhhhhhhhhhh,” Lucy started to wail in a long low
mantra as the strangest, longest orgasm she ever had crept over
her. She couldn’t quite picture where it was centering but it was
different and pleasuring enough that she was going to give
butt-fucking a passing grade.
The stress of the deed and the length of the orgasm sapped her
energy and strength as she slowed her “ride” and held Jeromys
hand still between her legs.
“I can’t . . . I can’t go any more honey. I’m worn to nothing and
the lube is going away.” Lucy said as she sat fully on him.
“That’s OK baby, I’ve never cum that way before, being riden. The
friction is just wrong. We can do it ourselves.” He said offering
his hands to her.
She took his hands and put her weight on them, lifting herself
from his hard prong. They both heard the popping squish as it
left her as she laid on him.
“Let yourself readjust normally. If you clench you won’t feel
much anyway I guess.” He whispered in her ear.
“You’re such a good lover. Thank you showing me the way. I won’t
be so afraid next time. I’ll be sexy, I promise.” She cried.
“Lucy, what ever made you think you weren’t sexy tonight? You
were great. Innocence is a big turn on for any man with a woman.
You wanted to make me happy and satisfy your curiosity about it.
You came like I’ve rarely seen in the bargain.” Jeromy whispered
to comfort her.
She sat up with a start. “What about you? We have to get you.”
She said as she swung a leg over him and looked back at his cock.
“The poor baby, look at him. All slicked up and no place to go.
Would you like me to clean him up and finish him like I started?”
She asked.
Without waiting for an answer she padded off to the bathroom for
a towel. She wet one end of and spread a little soap on it, and
dampened the other end to rinse the soap off with. She was back
in a flash and knelt on the side of the bed to wash him. After a
few minute washing she kissed the head and declared him clean. As
she rushed the towel back to the bathroom she stopped, almost
doubling over in cramps.
“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh! God, what is this?” She looked at him in a
panic.
He smiled at her, almost confusing her at first.
“Sit on the toilet and push a little. You’re full of air.”
She walked bent and holding her stomach to the bathroom and
closed the door.
Even the door couldn’t mask the sounds coming from the john as
Jeromy chuckled. She came out red faced and embarrassed.
“Tushie sex has its little quirks and drawbacks. I should have
told you. Sorry.” He giggled.
“Oral sex has its little drawbacks too.” She laughed as she
snapped her teeth with a distinctive crack.
Jeromy covered himself in mock defense as she came towards the
bed.
“Do you think I would bite off something that makes me as happy
as that? He was a bit if a pain in the ass tonight, no pun
intended, but I did cum like a freight train once you touched my
clit. I’m open to try it again, but let me take care of you, my
gentle lover.” She said as she knelt beside him on the bed. “How
do you want me?”
“Let me jerk it with your mouth on me. I’ll cum fast that way,
and I’m starting to hurt.” He said as he took his cock in his
hand.
Lucy walked on her knees between his legs and took his balls in
one of her hands. She bent and took the head in her mouth,
lolling her tongue over the head and sucking alternately as he
stroked the shaft.
Although she wasn’t 100% sure why, but she always loved giving
oral to a guy. She would brag to some of her girlfriends that
nothing ever went into her pussy before it went into her mouth.
One friend told her that oral sex showed mens domination over
women. Lucy told her that with the ability to bite off his sex
organ, she felt she was the true dominant. In either event, the
warm organ all velvety smooth in her mouth and the pheromones of
the male so close to her sensory receptors made her crazy.
Accepting her lover’s orgasm in her mouth was something she had
just started to do with Jeromy, convinced of what it really was
by Selena. It was his seed that she had stimulated him to
produce. The taste wasn’t awful and it alone reminded her of
stimulation and gave her a general warm feeling knowing how he
enjoyed the action of her mouth while he actually orgasmed the
load from his balls.
The little tastes of his precum only deepened her euphoria of
feeling him in her mouth along with hearing his whimperings of
pleasure and encouragement he emoted almost involuntarily. Then
she felt him jerk and the first splash of wet orgasm hit the back
of her throat. She swallowed fast and wiped her tongue over the
little slit to deflect another shot that could choke her, and now
he oozed his semen as she swallowed again as she opened her eyes
to see him in his eye clenching pleasured state. She let his cock
pop from her mouth and watched for more emissions as he came down
from his pleasure high. As little drops would form at the tip she
wiped them away with her tongue as he continued to pull at his
cock. Then his hand grew limp and fell away and his cock began to
lean heavily to the side. She went forward and kissed where the
base met his body.
“I love you Jeromy. I hope I made you happy tonight. You made me
very happy.
I love you more every day. Stay with me forever.” She whispered
uncharacteristically.
Jeromy smiled as he heard the words he had wanted to say to her,
but was afraid to as she might run from commitment. They may have
been words said in passion, but at least she knew them. In fact
she had been afraid to use them in fear he might shy from the “C”
word, but she meant them as well.
If the pressures of school didn’t get the best of them, they felt
they had found the love of their lives. Time would tell.
………………………………………
Selena and Joe spent the rest of the week catching up with old
business, old friends and new feelings of love. On the next
Monday she would move back in to the dorm to focus on studies.
The plan was that she would always spend the weekend nights at
Joe’s and if any night were slow on studies and she felt caught
up, she might drive over for the night. Joe was working on a long
term transfer package at Johnson Construction so, for the time
being, he could easily fill his evenings with busy work,
paperwork. Each morning he was faxing what he worked on the night
before to lawyers for proofing. Turning the company over to the
employees was not as easy as it sounded. There had to be
emergency take over provisions if the business suddenly failed
from mismanagement. Joe felt with the current staff he had there
and the new hire from the North Country it was in good hands.
Foremost in his thought were leaving the big decisions with the
people who depended on the company for their futures and their
own retirements. His days at the New York suite while Selena
worked had been spent studying business and takeover law and he
was using that knowledge to write his proposal.
He still had visions of hiring an overseer to be sure his name,
his family name were kept in good standing by the business.
Financially right now they were on an 18-24 month path for Joe to
hand over the reins. His job was to keep it on that path be true
to any date they set for the handover and the insuring of
retirements. This was going to be a long arduous task for Joe to
handle as he wanted to. He wanted it all to be first hand with
him involved so that when the switch was made he had a clear
mind. He felt he owed that to his Father’s memory.
………………………………………………..
Chapter 34
For the first time in either of their recent memories, their sex
life seemed to slow down once Selena got back to class. She let
her studies consume her as she strived for her prize with a
burning fervor. After one month of classes she had slept at home
in Joe’s bed but 6 times. There were 2 late night trips for
stress breakers in that time, but Friday nights were not
guarantees and neither were Sundays. Joe understood how she felt
about her studies and felt only slightly neglected. Their time
together was well spent continuing to build their bond both
socially and sexually. While their hunger for each other had not
dimmed they both realized that they had re-prioritized physical
pleasures behind working for the future.
Joe would sometimes finally settle in bed at night to realize
that she was not with him and he would fall asleep yearning for
her tender touch and sweet love. While he knew she was only a
phone call away, calling at this time would certainly end up in
her making a “midnight run”. While that was a great reliever of
stress, they both knew how easy it was to talk each other into
breaking their vows to put the school and future on track one.
They usually spoke every morning and at one point in the
afternoon. By the time she got to their bed on a Friday night or
Saturday afternoon if she had study/review sessions early
Saturday, they were ready for hot physical sex on the spot,
saving the long slow passionate love making for the weekend
goodbye. They were in great need of a long weekend with nothing
extracurricular scheduled, and that was coming upon them at the
end of the sixth week of classes.
PolyTech used it’s Founders Day as a wrap-around Holiday each
fall with Columbus Day. It represented 4 full days off as a
campus open house for High School seniors to visit the campus and
for Alumni to return to see where their donations had went. Best
of all students were encouraged to take the 4 day hiatus from
studies and NO campus study activities were scheduled. It had
become tradition in the 60’s and remained. Frats and Sororities
were forbidden to hold on- campus parties except for welcomes to
prospective members and alums. It was a stress breaker for all
and it seemed to work out quite well year after year.
Selena had, in a couple of the past years, volunteered to stay on
campus for a day or two and answer questions at the dorm about
college and dorm life. This year she shunned the request, truly
needing the break. The fact she was studying and devoting the
most time ever to her studies left her short on the love life end
of her existence and she was ready to make up for lost time. She
felt she had neglected her Joseph and wanted to spend every
available second of the Friday through Monday holiday with him.
She had a feeling that Wall Street Global was going to ask her to
spend part of her Christmas vacation with the firm. One of the
members of the firm, Charles Ford, was ill and in need of bypass
surgery. Doctors were not satisfied with stents they inserted and
wanted to do the bypass before the end of the year. As much as
Selena wanted to relive her summer internship, she wasn’t sure if
Joe could be with her at that time. She also had a study regimen
she used previous years Holiday breaks to keep her skills sharp.
That combined with work wouldn’t make much of a break. However,
turning down Wall Street Global was out of the question as well.
Making sacrifices now to benefit their future was almost a mantra
for the both of them, so nothing was out of the realm of
possibility. However, now as classes wound down of Thursday
afternoon before of the Founders Day Weekend she was putting all
of her thoughts and worries about school and work in the back of
her mind. Spending quality time with her lover and best friend
was all she cared to have in mind.
Selena rushed back to the dorm to gather a few essentials before
going “home” to Joe’s. She opened the door to the dorm only to
see a topless Lucy walking from the bathroom. She quickly closed
the door to a crack.
“Lucy, I’m sorry I thought you were alone!” She shouted into the
crack in the door.
“God Selena, Chill out! I AM alone. Did you think Jeromy and I
were having a matinee?” She laughed as she walked back toward the
door and Selena came in.
“Sorry, I’m just not used to seeing you walk around without a top
so I just figured you and Jerr were . . . . playing.” She said
with a big smile.
“No, I just had a new bra on today and it seems to have irritated
me a bit around the cups. The material is funny there and I’ve
itched all day. I’m just going to wear a t-shirt for a day or
two, as long as the weather stays warm. Until Jeromy comes over I
was going to go al fresco, if you don’t mind.” Lucy explained.
“No, I guess I don’t mind. If you’re not planning on going out,
I’ll bet Jeromy doesn’t mind either.” She said with a little
giggle. “Your breasts are beautiful.”
“Thank you, and you’re right. Jeromy wouldn’t mind either. But,
actually, their so tender because my periods due, I wouldn’t let
him play much there anyway. There are other fires he can attend
to. I hope we can do that before it starts, you know, my period.”
Lucy said a little hopeful, a little dejected.
“It’s too bad you’re cycle hit THIS weekend, but I’m sure you’ll
have fun anyway.” Selena said as she gathered the things she came
back for.
“As long as I don’t have a lot of cramps, all is well. Of course
there’s always, umm . . . you know. . . . the back door nasty.”
Lucy said as she turned 2 shades of red.
“Lucille, you little experimenter, you. I guess you tried it
then.” Selena said with a serious look that turned to a grin.
“Just the once, and I sort of liked it. Parts were awesome,
others not so much.” Lucy said still blushing all the way to her
nipples.
“The beginning, and the . . . . umm. . . . . trapped air
afterwards, I suspect. If you think you really like, it
experiment a bit. It’s worth a try. But if it hurts too much,
don’t be crazy. Sometimes I have to use an enema if I plan it
ahead. I know it doesn’t sound too sexy but if you plan it and
nothing has. . . umm . . . happened. Well, you know.”
“Thanks for the advice Selena. I know it’s uncomfortable to talk
about that stuff and I hated to ask. You know, it’s all private.”
Lucy said trying to sidestep her embarrassment.
“I sort of had a feeling you were edging that way. No harm. Just
you guys be careful and . . . well you know.” Selena said as he
turned to hug her friend goodbye.
Lucy’s breast pressed up against Selena’s under her light
sweatshirt as they hugged and it titillated both woman.
“Oooo, I just remembered how GOOD that feels.” Selena said as he
pulled up her shirt and pressed her newly bared breasts to Lucy’s
in another hug.
“SELENA! What ARE you doing?” Lucy said as she broke the embrace.
“I saw your hard little nipples and I thought about the 2 nights
we had being naughty girls and I just wanted to remind you of the
special thing we had those nights. Special friends forever?”
Selena asked.
“Of course we are but I’m already horny waiting for Jeromy to
come over and I didn’t need that.” Lucy said as she looked for a
t-shirt to pull on.
“Lucy, I didn’t mean anything by it, don’t be mad. I did it
without thinking.”
“I know you didn’t mean anything, but it was so out of character
for you and I’m past that part of my life.”
“I wasn’t trying to be that overt, just showing you we were
special.” Selena said apologizing.
“I know we are. You’re the best friend I’ve ever had.” Lucy
smiled and patted her friend on the back as the intercom buzzed 3
times.
“That’s Jeromy’s buzz. Get out girlfriend.” Lucy chuckled as
Selena was making her way to the door.
Selena let Jeromy in as she left the dorm for the weekend. As she
sat in her car preparing to leave she wondered what possessed her
to do what she had just done to Lucy. She did know that Lucy was
special to her and somewhere in her mind the “breast hug” made
their relationship special. However, not in a million years would
she have pre-planned and thought to do that. She wondered if it
was a subconscious reaction to the intimate nights she spent with
Lucy, although she didn’t really remember the most intimate.
Thoughts of Joe and her upcoming weekend quickly re-took her mind
as she cruised through the streets to meet him.
…………………………
Selena parked her Mustang in the driveway at Joes and let herself
in and took the stairs 2 at a time to the upper “mud” landing and
let herself in.
“Hello? Honey I’m home!” she shouted as she walked in to the
living room and saw Joe behind the bar pouring 2 glasses of wine.
“Notice anything different about me?” She said with a pirouette.
“Umm, your butt is cuter than ever?” Joe said with a grin.
“No! Well maybe but, NO BOOKS!” She declared.
“Four days to love and live and not worry about anything.” She
said as she sidled up to Joe for a kiss.
As she moved towards him she saw him put his hand over a piece of
note paper in the bar and she asked him what it was.
“I was hoping to keep this out of sight, but I forgot it was
here.” He said as he lifted his hand to reveal the note.
MONDAY
11:30 CONFERENCE CALL
WITH JOHN BRANNIFF AND GROUP.
555-555-5555
BE PROMPT.
“Oh damn, I bet it’s about Holiday recess.”
“It is. We spoke briefly. No definite details though. If it means
anything, he’s well aware you do need the break and he will be
sure you have plenty of time to be home before going back. He
knows he has to look out for you, being it’s the last long break
before you start work there in July.” Joe told her.
“I really WANT to be there, but I WANT to be home with you too,
getting ready for Christmas. I want our first Christmas living
together to be special. If I go there for this Holiday break, I
doubt they would want me for Spring Break beyond a regular
review, and I’m not real sure they will do that next year. If I
tanked my grades it might be one thing, but I don’t think that
will happen.” Selena insisted.
“Well like I said, he is WELL aware of your needs during that
time, especially it being your last year before getting out in
the real world. He stressed that this sort of situation would be
the only reason he would make such a request. He believes there
is only a 10 day to two week window when the writing will be on
the wall for the seasonal shopping numbers where he might need an
extra mind in the mix. He stressed that they’ve never sent a day
letter to clients after the 18th of December. Tentatively right
now he thinks he would ask you to come from December 6th to the
17th, but he said that could change to earlier dates. He only
gave me those because I pressed him. I think we can swing it and
I can be there for at least one of the weeks if not both. We can
do our shopping there!”
“Shopping! I hadn’t thought about that, and I couldn’t go any
earlier than the 6th, that’s my first day of vacation. I know I’m
off from the December 6th to January 16th. I move back in the
dorm the 17th. What do you say we don’t worry about this until I
talk to him on Monday? I promised myself that I wouldn’t stress
on school this weekend, and I certainly don’t want to stress on
work, especially when I enjoy it so much. Giving up 2 weeks of
vacation to be in Manhattan wouldn’t be the end of the world.
Now, what was that you poured me to drink? I need a pick me up!”
She said erasing the worry from her slate.
“Pick you up? Why, I’d be glad to!” Joe said as he scooped her up
from the bar stool she had settled on.
“JOEY! Be careful, I don’t want you to hurt your back or your
knees!” She scolded him as he took her from the living to bed
rooms.
“Nonsense, I’m stronger now than I’ve been in the past 5 years
and I haven’t had an ache for awhile. At twice your age, I’m
still your caveman!” He said as he set her on the bed and then
covered her body with his.
He locked his lips to hers and pushed his tongue into her mouth
wanting to devour every inch of her sweet mouth. As his sex grew
firm in his lounge pants he pressed it into her crotch as his
hands slid up her side pushing her sweatshirt over her braless
breasts.
“Oh LOVER, I like when you’re an animal.” She panted in his ear,
breaking the kiss. “My nipples were already hard from giving Lucy
a goodbye hug. She was topless and I pulled up my top for some
reason to match her. Boobs to boobs is sexy as hell. I even
shocked her!”
“Oooo a little girl to girl action! I hope I can watch!” Joe
kidded as he sat back and straddled her so he could bend and kiss
each nipple.
“JOE, don’t even kid about that! It was just a girlfriend to
girlfriend moment and nothing to do with what you’re thinking.”
She defended herself quickly.
“Jesus Selena, like I think YOU might be into girls.” Joe said as
he switched nipples to tease.
Selena was reaching down over his shoulder trying to pull up his
shirt, although it was a button down, over his head. Joe stopped
her when he sat back and slid down a bit and, putting his hands
on her hips, turned her over under him. Grasping the hips of her
light jeans he worked them over the round cheeks of her ass,
taking her thong with them. As soon as he had enough room to
enter her he fished his cock through the unbuttoned slash in his
lounge pants and leaned forward to the tight dark valley before
him. He couldn’t quite see his entire target, but he knew it was
there and ready for him.
“Joe, let me get my pants. . . . OFF!” She said blowing out the
last word as he sunk into her sweet sheath.
He laid his clothed body to hers and whispered in her ear.
“Can we do this all weekend? Just me inside you? I’ve missed you
so much this week especially, but all of the last 2 months. Not
waking up beside you kills my day. The few times you were here
were nice, but it always seemed to be a rush. I’m going to devour
every inch of you this weekend.”
Selena turned her head and rested on her ear so she could speak,
even though the cock stuck up into her vagina made it hard to
concentrate.
“I know, I’ve been though it to. But I know our love is there,
and that makes the lonely times easier. If you hadn’t stole me
from the stool and raped me, I would be on my knees sucking your
cock right now, and don’t think you’ve gotten out of that! I love
you beyond words.”
Joe began to move his hips over her prone body to get some
friction with his prick inside of her. They both grunted and
moaned for a few moments until she forced her self back and
lifted her ass.
“Get my pants off and fuck me HARD!” She said as he disengaged
and did what she asked, taking them off in one move and kneeling
right up to press into her hairless slit again.
Joe flailed away at her upturned ass fucking her pussy like he
hadn’t had it for a month. She watched him work in the mirror as
he looked over her body with adoration. She felt herself cumming
as their eyes finally met in the mirror.
“I know you like what you see Joey and it’s all yours. My pussy,
my hiney, make love to meeeee . . . ohhh GODDDDD I’m CUMMING!!”
She wailed before she finished her thought.
Recovering from her spasm she looked up at Joe in the mirror
again.
“Finish in my mouth when you’re ready Joe. I want your cum to
taste and breathe in. I want to taste you and smell you. Fill my
tummy with your hot juice.”
Her naughty words only incited Joe to pound her all the harder
driving her over the edge again as his own release neared. His
spasm crept up on him as she seemed to grasp him tighter as she
searched out his face for reaction in the mirror. She saw his
eyes roll back as he fell back from her onto his haunches. He
wanted to move up to feed her his seed but he was too far gone to
move that deftly.
She spun around as his first spurt flew over her head as her
mouth grew near. Her mouth went around his penis as she felt the
warm jizm hit her back. She milked him with her forefinger and
thumb as he emptied his balls into her mouth. She pressed her
tongue firmly on the bottom of his cock plum and sucked hard as
she drew up her finger and thumb firmly on him. One last bolt of
goo shot to the back of her throat as Joe gasped loudly, causing
her to start from the sound and choking simultaneously.
Coughing she lost half the load she coaxed from him, bending to
lick it up from his abdomen. She sat back to catch her breath and
swallow to clear her gullet. She thrust herself forward to wrap
her arms around him and press her semi clothed body to his.
“I love you Joey. I love you when you do me like a caveman, and I
love you when you love me sweet, and you always seem to know what
to do it right. Can we just spend the night in bed?” She asked
nuzzling his face.
“Unh uh, we can’t precious baby. Your Mom and Dad are coming over
for dinner. Their power has been out all day and as soon as your
Dad gets home from work and changes, they’re coming over. So, you
better get in the shower if you want to feel fresh. We’ll have
plenty of love making time later, unless they find out they won’t
have power all night and then they are going to stay. I’ve
already cleared off the bed in the guest room.” Joe said to the
disappointed Selena.
“You won’t make love to me if they’re in the house?” She asked
dejectedly.
“I don’t have a problem if you don’t.” He said.
“You’ll just have to gag me, I guess” She smiled.
“Maybe your Mom is as noisy as you.” Joe smirked.
“God wouldn’t THAT be kinky if we overheard them! I doubt my Dad
is far enough out of square to do that in our house. Well, Ummm
maybe . . . “ Selena wondered as she gathered a change of clothes
for the shower.
Considering he would have easily taken a shot at her Mom is he
were “single”, Joe doubted her husband would turn her down if she
wanted to do the nasty. Every time he thought of her he wondered
if Selena would look as good in 20 years but he really had little
doubt.
Chapter 35
Betty Hanson was putting together a bag of clothes and essentials
just in case the power didn’t come back on tonight. The local
substation was shorted out by an animal that ate its way in to a
transformer and the local power company could not guarantee
everyone getting back on today. As she thought about staying
there tonight she had the same thought as her daughter. Would
THEY make love with her Mom and Dad in the house? Would she
seduce her husband Scott just to let their daughter and her
boyfriend hear them?
She thought back to the day when she took Joe to the Surgery
Center for his procedural tests. That afternoon she was so horny
she would have screwed him right there and then. The thought of
kneeling in front on him as he slept and trying to get his dick
out before he woke had even crossed her mind. That’s how bad
things had gotten at the time. Thankfully her husband woke up to
her needs shortly thereafter and they were screwing like
newlyweds again. Being alone in the house made them drop all
their inhibitions and they were experimenting once again. They
depended on oral sex a lot when they were in college and early in
their marriage, but in the last 10-15 years it had been a once or
twice a year thing, usually when she had drank too much and
wanted to show Scott a good time.
As Selena had grown older Scott stopped overt sexual advances
with Betty in Selena’s presence. He was afraid of giving her
ideas, but still wanted to express that he loved her mother.
Little by little he influenced Betty’s manner of dress almost
making her afraid to wear clothes he might think of as risqué.
What he didn’t realize was that inside Betty a sexual inferno
still burned. She felt guilty masturbating alone during the day
thinking she was cheating on her husband. However it seemed that
he had lost interest. When she looked in the mirror after her
shower she still saw a tight slim body. She was more hippy than
in her younger years, but childbirth and years made that
impossible to avoid. When she felt safe going out alone during
the day she began to wear the type of clothes she thought showed
her figure off and the fact that she drew a lot of leering looks
was not lost on her. She liked feeling sexy again and the fact
she felt guilty after masturbating was getting easier to accept.
So easy, in fact that the thought of an extra-marital affair was
beginning to be easy to fantasize about. Her home self and her
sexy self were beginning to be two different people.
The day she spent with Selena’s fiancé she intended to show Joe
her sexy side to see if she could detect interest. She wasn’t
trying to seduce him, but she knew he was a former player and if
she could draw his eyes, she knew she had the right stuff.
However, by the early afternoon with Joe still in a medication
induced sleep, she had almost talked herself into seducing Joe by
waking him with a blowjob. When she came to her senses she went
to the bathroom to sulk and masturbate once again, wondering just
where she was going to find the real release she needed. Luckily
for her, Joe saw the need in her eyes and her actions and put the
gears in motion for Selena to have an unlikely daughter-father
talk.
Selena’s father became so upset over his daughters phone call and
it’s warnings he called his wife early in the day and told her he
realized he hadn’t said “I Love You” in a long while. He went on
to ask her if she remembered the special lunch breaks they had
when they were first married (She would meet him at the door
naked and send him away 30-45 minutes later with a sandwich to
eat on the way back.). When she nervously answered yes and Scott
told her he really missed those sandwiches and would be home for
one that afternoon.
Betty didn’t know what had gotten into Scott, made him realize
that he might lose her through neglect, but she was happy he did.
That morning while still cautiously nervous she showered and made
herself feel, look and smell as pretty as possible and met Scott
at the door in a silk dressing gown. They made love on the stairs
and the living room sofa while each of them, Scott especially,
cried while telling the other how much they missed and loved the
other. The following day Scott never even made it to work. Their
love affair had been renewed after an almost 3 year hiatus.
Sex was, once again, a driving force in her life. It was THE
driving force in her life when they were first married. It was
such a force she went to her clergyman and told him of her guilt
over enjoying it so much, calling it “the marriage bed”. She
remembered his words telling her that God gave man sex as its
greatest pleasure and she should not feel guilty. He showed her
how it had toppled leaders, started wars and even brought down
governments. Enjoying bodily pleasures with your marriage partner
was among the healthiest and most pleasurable things a person
could do.
When Scott had seemingly become uninterested in sex in his effort
to keep his daughter chaste by not planting idea seeds she
thought she had become unappealing. Scott only reinforced that by
asking her to wear unflattering clothes, what her daughter called
the “June Cleaver” look. Eventually those inner fires burned
through and she began to dress more provocative when Scott wasn’t
around until everything reached its nadir that day with Joe.
Now the thought of sleeping in a strange bed that evening had her
excited already. Scott would at first shun her advances, worried
about being heard, but she knew how to draw him in. Once little
whisper about having his cock in her mouth or a whisper of hoping
he might lick her pussy and he would be sold. Oral sex was still
a weakness for both of them and each of them preformed it well.
When they were using Joe’s pool at the end of the summer they
each trimmed and creatively shaved each others pubic patch to
each others liking. It made them feel wild, young and free to be
so open with each other about sex again.
She heard Scotts car pull into the drive and she waited for the
garage door opener to churn so she could go to the mud room door
to wait for him. As the front door opened she realized that the
power was indeed out and the opener would not work.
“Betty, I’m home. Should I go out and get candles and batteries?”
He said instantly worried about any extended outage.
“No, we shouldn’t have to. We’ll stay with Joe and Selena if the
power stays out for any period. There’s a PowerGrid trailer at
the firehouse to answer questions and update us. They and the
firehouse will supply emergency generators to those who need
them, but I hardly think we qualify.” She said as she ran up from
the mud room and hugged and kissed him.
“Should I just go down and get an update now?” He asked.
“You may as well. I walked down around 2 o'clock and they thought
it would be 50-50 we got back online by midnight. Basically they
were caught short of rarely needed parts. Our substation has been
due for upgrade for a while and it’s on a schedule for next
month. PowerGrid is very embarrassed over it.” Betty explained as
Scott was turning towards the door already.
Betty went back to their room and finished packing the few things
they might need for a night away. With a sly grin on her face she
took a skimpy red sleep bra and panty set out of a drawer to pack
away. When it came out of the drawer a tube of flavored lube gel
fell to the floor and she picked it up smiling, putting it in the
bag. As she did she heard a truck on the street with uniformed
PowerGrid men going door to door knocking. They were passing out
dry ice for those with deep freeze units. It was apparent that
the outage would last a bit longer.
She met the man at the door and told him that they did indeed
have a deep freeze and he came back with a tub of the steamy
frozen gas. It was all protected by plastic bags, but he still
wanted to handle it, putting it in the freezer himself. He added
a piece to the freezer in the refrigerator and was on his way.
Scott pulled in the drive with a scowl on his face so Betty knew
the score already.
“The earliest we will be back up is tomorrow after 6 o’clock so I
guess we’re stuck at Joe’s. Most of the area will be up, all the
subdivisions, just the two old blocks, about 80 houses,will be
out over night.” He said.
“Come on, it will be fun. We’ll have a strange bed to play in!”
She promised with a grab to his butt as she hugged him.
“With them in the next room?” He said waving his hand.
“Their room is two rooms away and who cares? We’re married and in
love. Besides, it might be a little kinky and you know how I get
when I’m extra excited.” She said patting his groin.
Scott smiled. “I know you’ll find a way to make it all special.”
He said as he pulled at her hips and rubbed his groin to the
balls of her ass.
Betty giggled and rubbed back, knowing her shapely ass turned him
on, and also caught a lot of glances when she dressed right going
out.
“You like that ass, don’t you?” She said as she zipped close the
overnight bag.
“A man would have to be dead not to. For 22 years I’ve thought it
was the nicest I ever laid my eyes, or hands on.” Scott said as
he adjusted his package noting it was firming up in reaction to
the subject.
“We better get going. Our future son in law is making us dinner.
I know we don’t approve of him 100 percent, but they adore each
other and I have to admit, he is quite a catch on all fronts. I
just worry about when she’s our age now and he’s 60.” Betty said
with a whimsical smile.
“Quite a catch on all fronts, huh; if he were available YOU would
be interested?” Scott asked suspiciously.
“Well, I would have to be available as well. I LOVE you Scott and
you know that. However, when you neglected me for so long I did
have some awful thoughts, thoughts I regret now. But look at Joe;
he’s very good looking, in great physical shape, very smart, a
great businessman, quite wealthy, and with the reputation he had
around town and the smile on your daughters face- obviously quite
a lover.” Betty said as she flushed in embarrassment.
“God, let’s go before you decide to go by yourself.” Scott said
in mock disgust.
“Oh Scottie!” She hollered as he picked up the bag and walked
toward the front door. “Before you start getting jealous, just
remember whose cock I’m going to suck tonight and the only man to
ever be inside me.”
“For Gods sake I was kidding Betty! Look at us carrying on like a
couple horny teenagers with a chance to sneak away and screw.” He
said from the door looking back at her.
Betty laughed and picked up her last few things to go and meet
him at the car. She checked all the doors to be sure they were
locked up. In the back of her mind the “only man to ever be
inside me” comment hung like a neon sign. Although it was before
she was married to Scott, she did stray once just a week before
her wedding. Although she was ashamed of it now, turning back
time would probably change nothing. She was sure she would have
done it again.
In the quiet minute on the ride up the block to Joe’s Betty
thought about her pre-marital affair. She justified it now and
then as her one and only chance to be with another man and be
sure she was doing the right thing. She had only known sex with
Scott at that point and she wanted to be sure it was all she
could hope for.
The man she sought out had propositioned her many times and had a
reputation as quite the lover and ladies man. Although he was
more assertive and rough than she was used to, her own pleasures
were just as intense as ever. In the morning she woke with a man
for the first time, something she hadn’t intended on doing. She
also hadn’t intended on swallowing his semen that morning, but
she was given little choice in the long run. The only positive
she drew from it was that it wasn’t as bad as she thought it
might be and was something Scott had begged for before instead of
masturbating his climax on her breasts. Now she had something to
surprise him with on their wedding night. She learned to
appreciate giving him that pleasure and it intensified the oral
pleasure he gave her.
“Betty? BETTY? Are you day dreaming, or just zoning out? We’re
here!” Scott said rousing her from her reverie
“Ohh! I’m sorry, I was um . . . . just making sure there was
nothing else I had to bring for the night.” She lied.
The erotic thoughts that passed through her mind made her sure
that seduction and sex would be part of their stay that night.
Being over 40 and having such an active sex life was making her
feel younger and loving her man even more. Where a few months ago
she thought her married sex life was over, she knew now it was
just beginning all over again.
The Hanson’s made their selves at home at Joe’s with their
daughter after telling them that they would have no power until
morning. Joe and Selena impressed them with the gourmet dinner
and presentation they made of it. Selena had picked a 20 year old
Forrester red to go with the beef Joe had prepared and after
finishing the bottle at the table they began a long table
conversation that began to bond them more as 2 couples who could
enjoy each others company, as well as parents and in-laws. Selena
excused herself collecting the plates and clearing the table,
shunning any offered help. She returned with a pot of coffee and
cups on a tray and set them in front of Joe who poured. She
returned to the candle lit room with a flaming Banana’s Foster
that she would serve as Joe passed out the coffee. Her parents
were impressed by everything and proud that their little girl had
grown up and matured so. It was not lost on either of them that
Joe Johnson had played a big part of the maturation. He and
Selena truly adored each other and the bump in the road of age
difference was making little difference in their opinion now.
Just after 10 o’clock Scott caught himself dozing in front of the
early news and said it was time for him to get to bed as he had
to be at work at 7:30.
“On a Saturday?” Selena asked.
“Yes, we’re switching to a new mainframe and I fear losing the
back-up, so before losing the system for the switchover time I’m
backing up the system on another server. I’ll be done by noon
hopefully.” Scott said getting up and stretching.
“There’s an alarm in that room. If you have a hard time setting
it let me know, but you should be OK.” Selena said.
After washing up in the half bath in their room Scott and Betty
settled in for the night. The wine, the fact Scott had dozed, and
knowing he had to be up early turned the heat off Betty’s ardor
as they both settled in the queen size bed for sleep.
Betty turned to Scott and cuddled into his armpit as his arm went
around her.
“Sorry I pooped out, but I think the wine and the meal got to you
too.” He said smiling and giving her a contented hug.
Betty closed her eyes and tried to fall asleep but after a few
minutes it was apparent that she needed something else before
falling off. Maybe it was the fact she dressed so skimpy was
having a Pavlovian effect on her. She usually didn’t wear this
without having sex.
Scott was mostly asleep, dozing lightly and she contemplated a
silent masturbation. She had put the lube tube under her pillow
and she struggled to get at it without disturbing her husband.
Once she found the tube she got a small dollop on her finger and
slid it into her bikini bottoms to find her itchy clit. She
silently sighed as she began to massage her clit. As soon as she
began she thought back to her tawdry night of love with another
man almost 22 years ago. Once the man got her past where he knew
he was going to fuck her, he became rough, almost tearing her
clothes off. He forced her to her knees and held her down by the
back of her neck while he entered her and slammed her hard. He
didn’t come for almost an hour while he tossed her into different
positions screwing her to orgasm after orgasm. Once he finally
pulled out and came over her belly, tits and neck she was
exhausted and fell asleep with the intention of getting up in the
middle of the night. Instead she slept until morning and woke up
next to him. He was stroking his cock saying he was waiting for
her to wake and suck him hard again. She had only had Scott’s
penis in her mouth before that and intended to keep it that way.
But the beautiful organ in front of her and his coaxing made her
want to do it. Once she had him fully ready, she expected to get
screwed one more time.
However he had other plans. As she became more intent on sucking
him he began to meet her mouth with gentle thrusts. She knew he
must be getting close and would probably stop her so he could
complete his ravishing of her. But she heard him grunt and felt a
hand on the back of her head as he shot his semen into her mouth.
She tried to fight him off but her mouth was so full of spittle
already she had to swallow or gag and possibly bite him. She
dutifully finished swallowing him thinking she might be sick, but
she found the taste not to be as repulsive as she might expect.
It wasn’t as bitter as the smell might tell the senses and it had
a certain animal attraction to it, feral almost. Although she
knew she had just been orally raped, she got up and quietly got
dressed and left him. She felt shame at first, but as the day
progressed she began to feel it was a lesson of life, and a
lesson in the art of oral love. Scott had always wanted her to
finish him in her mouth, rather than stroke himself onto her
breasts, and now she could do it without fear.
She ground her pussy into her fingers as the thoughts from long
ago went through her mind. Looking down in the dimly lit room she
saw the waistband of Scott’s pajama’s and wanted what loomed just
below. As she rubbed at her clit she slid her head down and
lifted the waist up to see his cock lying there, as asleep as he
was. She leaned up and took the head into her mouth reveling in
the soft velvet feel and the real man taste and smell she
remembered from years before. The slippery fingers over her clit
and the velvet knob in her mouth electrified her whole body as
Scott began to wake from his sleep.
“Oh Betty, what are you doing to me? Do you want me that bad? Oh
God, Oh God!” He moaned as he began to chub up in her mouth.
He threw back the covers and saw her fingers in her panties as
the back of her head went up and down on his hardening cock.
“Sit on me and let me fill that pussy.” He whispered loudly.
No, come in my mouth, let me taste you and feel you come. I’ve
already come on my fingers twice. I love you Scott and want you
to be happy as I feel right now.” She said lifting her mouth from
him for a moment.
Scott groaned again as she filled her mouth with his cock again.
The smell, taste and feel of him tweaked her senses in a wave of
erotic memories and new feelings. She hadn’t thought of her
pre-marital affair in quite some time and tonight it was like it
was happening again.
“Am I going fast enough? Is it too fast, show me?” She panted as
she took his hand and put it on the back of her head as she
engulfed him again. She wanted to feel the hand forcing her head
on him as he came. He occasionally held her head while she sucked
him but never like this. He hoped he would take the cue.
He gently held her head and pushed gently to the rhythm he liked
as he got ready to come from her talented mouth. As she tasted a
bit of pre-come she felt his push on the back of her head
increase. He was close and she hoped he held her to him tightly
as he shot. Her own orgasm was beginning to shoot through her
loins now as his hand became firmer and then to a grip as he
pushed hard as he began to shoot his seed into her wet mouth. He
growled loudly as she squealed deep in her throat from her own
orgasm. He held her head down with his cock deep in her mouth,
almost to the opening of her throat. As his hand went limp she
brought her head up and swallowed hard and then took a deep
breath as he hugged her face to his belly.
“Ohhhh!” she shivered, “I came just as you did and it was
awesome. I love you Scott and you make my life so exciting. We
may have fucked up for a while, but I couldn’t love you anymore.
We have each other and it’s so good to see how well our daughter
has done at life and love.”
Scott hugged her head to his belly in agreement, but he was
exhausted. The stress of the day, the meal, the wine, and the sex
took its toll. He was asleep again in moments as Betty lifted her
head from his body and rested on the pillow. With her head in a
sexual spin she fell asleep, exhausted as well.
Two rooms away, Joe and Selena were discussing her parents.
“Is it me or have they gone from Ward and June Cleaver to a
couple horny teenagers?” Selena asked as she slipped on a knee
length sleep shirt.
“I have a feeling this is the way they were before you were born
and when you were little. They’re very affectionate to each other
and it’s something that’s deep, it’s not new. From just talking
to them and you about the whole thing, I think your Dad was
transfixed on keeping you pure and didn’t let you see any deep
affection or anything he thought you might think of as
pleasurable. You must look a lot like your Mom did then and he
feared you might do what she did with him then.” Joe said sliding
into the bed.
“I think that’s a given. He just didn’t realize that it’s a very
sexual world out there, AND there are sexy guys like you who
steal hearts.” She said with a giggle as she hugged up to him.
“Who stole WHO’S heart? You might remember that YOU were the
pursuer. I was the passive victim.” Joe claimed.
“Some victim, I’m sure getting in my pants never crossed your
mind.” Selena shot back.
“Well, you have me there, but EVERY good looking woman has that
distinction. It’s just that some I classify as feasible and you
were not in that class. Remember, I had no idea how mature your
soul was, how smart and savvy you were inside.” Joe admitted.
“Do you really think that you would NEVER have asked me out on a
date if I didn’t propose it first?” She wondered.
“ABSOLUTELY! I would have NEVER asked you out or done ANYTHING to
even make you think I was interested beyond a casual friend.” Joe
claimed.
“Well, huh? I’m pretty fuckin’ smart then huh? Actually I grew
that set of balls out of frustration that you wouldn’t even
CONSIDER me that night. Here I thought I had this nice package to
offer and you brought me home like a kid you found lost at the
amusement park. I was crying and punching the pillow for a couple
hours before I lost my temper at you and walked up to this
house.” She said with a proud smile.
“So,” Joe said as he rolled to her and scooted down a bit in the
bed. “Would worshipping your pussy be ample enough payback for
your power play that night? For making my life the absolute
heaven you’ve made it?”
“Payback isn’t necessary, but the worship part sounds real good.
You made me the happiest woman in the world already, but I could
stand for a little more ah,
um . . . . joy!” She said with a big grin as Joe slid down beside
her and playfully bit her thigh.
He bit lower and harder until she raised her leg to escape him
and he used the opening to scoot between her thighs.
He ran his hand up over her pussy, his middle finger parting the
lips, over and over a few times to cover any urine remnants with
her own juice. That salty sting on his tongue always delayed the
flavor of her inner taste that he craved. He pushed her thighs up
with his hands and slid them down to the sides of her pussy and,
using his thumbs, he opened her up for his tongue. He cut wide
swaths with his tongue until he felt the edge of the little boat
her clit sat in. Once his tongue found that hard bump he pushed
and played hard with it as she squirmed under him. She slid her
hands down to pinch out the flesh of her pussy to make her clit
more prominent, reveling in the feel of his rough tongue over her
smooth fleshy marble. He hardened his tongue to a point and
danced it over her sexy nerve until she swooned and pulled
herself back from him, but he followed her hips dive toward the
mattress by burying his face in her crotch and licking even
harder.
She responded with a deep guttural surge from her throat as she
braced her back off the bed with her weight bearing on the almost
top of her head. She held stiff without a noise or breath for a
few seconds before a long swoon escaped her throat and she
violently crossed a leg over herself to push him away. She wanted
to scream out, but was self conscious with her parents just down
the hall.
“Ohhhhh Godddddddd Joey! You’re so good to me you nasty, nasty
boy! If I screamed like I wanted they would have called the
police.” She whispered loudly.
Lying on his back toward the foot of the bed he smiled up at her
and patted the buttock that was almost in his face.
“Come here.” She motioned with a crooked finger as he scrambled
to his knees and made a move to mount her.
“Nnnnnn No Joey! Don’t be mad but my pussy hasn’t recovered from
before and now my clit is very sensitive. I’m probably getting my
period, is what it really feels like. Why don’t you kneel up here
and stroke him into my mouth? I’ll make you happy baby, and I’ll
get a big taste of you again. Feed me your sweetness.” She said
turning away from him and ending up on her stomach.
She turned her head towards his kneeling frame and kissed the
head of his hard curled penis. She knew he was at the needy
stage.
“Stroke him.” She ordered as she turned a bit and pushed under
him enough to take his balls in her mouth, lolling each sensitive
nut in her mouth.
“Mmmmm, you’ve got stuff in there.” She whispered as she sucked
at his balls once again before turning upright again and teasing
her tongue out to the tip of his cock.
Joe lowered the angle of his penis and began to stroke it
rhythmically as she took the hint and wrapped her whole mouth
over the head. She tipped her eyes up to meet his and smiled
around his cock. She loved making him happy and loved that she
would taste him soon. The bittersweet juice from his balls along
with its faintly acrid smell made her nostrils flare, knowing she
was tasting his core, his love, and his seed.
“You love being naughty don’t you? . . . Bad little girl.” He
said with a swoon of his own.
Her smile around his cock broadened and she let his cock fall
from her mouth for a moment.
“I love being anything you want to make you as happy as you make
me. If having orgasms for your lover and giving orgasms to your
lover is naughty, then I am. I love you.” She said innocently.
“But I do enjoy this power my mouth gives me over you and what it
brings me. It’s the animal in both of us.” She added before
slipping her lips over his head again.
Joe felt the beginnings of his orgasm deep in his loins and his
stroking slowed to an even pump and he knelt up that much more to
the attention his body felt. His grunt and catch of breath told
her he was ready to shoot for her. She hollowed and cleared her
mouth with one swallow to leave room for his surprise as his
thumb and curled forefinger held fast against her lips as he
groaned deeply and he pulsed his first shot of cream into her
mouth. She hummed an “Mmmmmmm” as he stroked again to flow more
juice into her mouth. After the third pulse she knew he was
through making big deposits and she proceeded to swath her tongue
over the head in an effort to delight him to an over sensitive
pitch. Having just come a few hours earlier his sex nerves became
raw quickly as he pulled away from her sucking lips.
“Ahhhhhhghg, No more! . . . Your sweet mouth feels so good I
can’t stand it a second more.” He said as he pulled back and fell
to his side and snaked up next to her.
She leaned over and kissed his face in a trail of kisses to his
mouth. He offered his lips to hers and tasted some of his own
salty seed as his tongue went into her mouth. He collapsed back
flat and fell asleep as she watched before she blew out the lamp
on the bed stand.
Joe woke around 6:30 a.m. out of habit, but nature called and he
went to drain himself. He wondered if Scott had set the alarm
correctly and would be up to get to work in an hour. He padded
silently to their door to hear if he had awakened.
From the other side he heard the unmistakable sounds of Scott and
Betty making love. He smiled to himself and went quietly back to
bed. Scott was certainly up.
If Scott Hanson hadn’t checked his own watch he would have been
up and showering an hour early. The clock in their room hadn’t
been adjusted for daylight savings and he was awake an hour
early. He settled back into the bed with an hour alarm set on his
watch. Betty woke from his movements on the bed wondering what
the problem was. She rolled over and Scott spooned her for the
hour of extra sleep but being next to her warm body and smelling
her sexy scent he became aroused and was pressing his aching cock
into her panty covered ass cleft.
“Scott, you horny old fool, I just did you a few hours ago,
what’s got you so pumped up?” Betty said, not trying to thwart
his advances.
“I love you Betty and being beside you just drives me crazy. I
love you as much now as when we were kids. Pull down those little
panties.” Scott told her, rampant with desire.
Still half awake but always welcoming a passionate moment, she
shinnied her panty down and reached between her legs to part her
lips for the hard cock behind her. The lube she had used for her
own masturbation the night before would make the whole act that
much easier as Scott pressed himself to her pussy and pushed in
concert with her grunt of surprise as he was balls deep in her in
one move.
“Oh fuck, Scott! You feel even bigger than you did in my mouth
last night. Fuck me!” She whispered loudly.
Scott banged away at his spooning wife enjoying the tight warmth
of her pussy. As she brought her top knee up to get him in deeper
he threw a leg over her and mounted her from the top, his legs
spread over her closed legs. With her legs shut she was even
tighter as he sunk in and out of her pussy as his cock dragged
through the crease of her ass. This was a position he liked many
years ago right after Selena had been born because he felt it
gave him the feel of her former tightness. Now that she had, for
many years, exercised frequently it was not an issue, but when
she raised that knee and somewhat flattened out on the bed it
gave him ideas. Straddling her and pumping at her this way while
he hugged his hairy chest to her back and hearing her whimpers of
pleasure brought back sexual memories of nights long ago.
“God Betty, you’re like a vice this way. How does it feel to you?
(She only answered in shrill whimpers) It feels like the times I
was in your tight ASS!” He growled into her ear.
“Ohhhhhhhhhhhh,” she swooned, “To you Scott, just to you. That
hurt too much, but this is wonderful. I’m gonna come again!” She
said as Scott felt her push back at him again.
Thinking of having her ass was too much for Scott to fantasize
about and he felt his orgasm come up quickly. With his hands on
her shoulder blades he pushed himself up and pounded her pussy
with a vengeance as he spilled into her as she waited
breathlessly for him to finish as she came as well.
He fell onto her as dead weight and she groaned an “Ooommmph” and
he rolled off of her and held her tightly to him.
“Scott you’re still the animal you were 20 years ago. I love you;
you make me come like crazy. Look at us, fucking at 5 in the
morning” She giggled.
“Elizabeth, you are still the 18 year old sex pot I met in
college. I’ll make love to you until I’m 90.” He laughed back, as
he got himself up to head to the shower.
Contented, Betty Hanson nestled her head to the pillow for some
post-sex sleep. She never heard Scott dress and leave. She slept
with a sheet half pulled over her until she heard Joe and Selena
padding around the hallway, going into Joe’s office for the day’s
quotes and money figures. As she got up to find something to wear
Selena opened the door and she turned to cover herself.
“Selena! I’m not dressed, give me a moment.” She said.
Joe was walking by the room at the time and although Betty was
behind the door, he saw her reflection in the mirror turning her
naked body away from her daughter, but showing her beautiful ass
to the mirror. Joe chuckled to himself wondering if his own wife
would look so tasty in 20 years.
Selena closed the door and went to the kitchen to pour coffee as
Joe sat down with the paper.
“God, my Mom looks 25 years old in the buff. They must have had a
good night, her undies were rolled up on the bed and the covers
were on the floor.” She smiled telling Joe.
“I heard them this morning when I went to see if your Dad was
awake. I don’t know about the night, but they had a good
morning.” Joe laughed.
“It used to be creepy thinking about your parents “doing it”. But
after everything in the past year it seems pretty sexy now. It’s
nice to know they’re still in love and showing it after 20 some
years.” She thought out loud.
“Will you still need me, will you still please me, when I’m 64?”
Joe sang from the Beatles song.
Selena walked to his chair and draped her arms around him,
whispering in his ear,
“As long as we get him hard and he spits out that joy juice,
nothing will change. (giggles) No matter what, I’ll always be
happy with you. I love YOU, that stuff in the bedroom is just a
bonus”
“OK you two break it up. The girl’s mother is here to protect her
virtue.” Betty Hanson laughed as she walked in the kitchen in her
robe.
“Too late Mom, he’s already corrupted me. Did you sleep well?”
Selena said pouring her Mom coffee.
“Oh, pretty good.” She said blushing. “Your Dad had to leave so
early, I got another 3 hours sleep after he left.”
“I know. Joe said he checked to be sure Daddy was up and he heard
him.” Selena said
Betty Hanson flushed even deeper and looked directly into her
coffee cup without saying a word.
“Well I’ve already had my coffee and breakfast so I’m off. I’ve
got to go to the Johnson Construction office and look over a
couple bids. I’ll be back by noon, the latest and we can take a
ride to get apples and fall veggies.” Joe said as he gathered his
things, kissed Selena and headed out.
“I would love to join you, but we have plans for tonight and I
need to get the house straightened out as long as the power is
back. I have clothes half done, and vacuuming half done to
finish.” Betty said as she sipped her coffee and Joe disappeared
out the door.
Betty looked up red-faced at her daughter after Joe left. “Oh my
God, he didn’t hear us this morning, did he?”
“Hear you what?” Selena feigned, only to be denied by her blush.
“Oh you know, he told you. Your father was amorous when he woke
up.” Betty said, as if complaining.
“Oh? Like you turned him down? Mom, there’s nothing wrong with
making love to your husband. I think it’s great that you guys are
still so much in love and expressing it. I hope Joe and I are the
same way.” Selena said patting her on the wrist.
“Oh, it just seems so dirty, knowing someone else knows.” Betty
said.
“Mom EVERYONE has sex in some way or another and EVERYBODY knows.
Besides, when it seems dirty, isn’t it a little more fun?” Selena
said as she poured herself a second cup.
“Well this is a conversation I never thought I would have with my
daughter.”
“Oh come ON Mom. You can look in the mirror and see that you’re
hot. Men probably stare at you all day long. Can you tell me you
don’t enjoy it? God, even Joe looks at you, his future mother in
law and tells me you’re hot. Did you think I didn’t know you guys
did it?” Selena said with a tsk.
“Well, you don’t think of your little daughter in that way or
sense, that she knows what’s going on behind closed doors, or
that she or her boyfriend look at me that way.”
“Mom, what do you think went on behind MY door last night? Think
of what you were doing with Dad at my age.”
“At your age we were trying to get pregnant. We had been sexually
active for . . . well, umm . . . . a while. This is not something
a mother talks about with her daughter.”
“Good Lord Mother! Things haven’t changed very much on a million
years with sex. We all know what feels good, what we like and
what we don’t. Everyone likes to feel naughty every once in a
while, but sex it self ALWAYS feels good. It’s a healthy activity
and so much fun and fulfilling with the person you love.” Selena
said hoping to tear down barriers so she and her mother could
talk frankly now and in the future, hoping to become best friends
like they were when she was before.
“We were freer in the 70’s and 80’s Selena. Things were
different.” Betty defended.
“Mom, I can guarantee you that I’ve done everything that you’ve
done and probably enjoyed it all. I don’t live in a box. We have
a bond that will never be broken, mother and daughter. We can’t
get any closer unless you realize that I am a grown, sexual vital
woman who has had many of the same experiences as you. We have so
much to talk about and share, not just with sex, but with life.
But if you think you’re protecting me from anything, you’re not.”
Selena insisted.
“Do you really love me that much, that you want me to be your
friend too? I loved my mother, but I always looked to her as my
teacher, like in school. I would examine every word I said to
her, in fear of saying the wrong thing. It’s hard to explain.”
Betty said
Selena went to her mothers chair and hugged her.
“Mom, we’re so much alike and I admire you so much. I want to be
like you, know what you think and do. When I thought you were
neglected, I WAS THE ONE who called Daddy and told him he better
wake up or he would lose you; that you were still a vital loving
wife.” Selena confessed.
“How? How did you know?”
“Joe told me when he saw you the day you took him for his tests.
He said he knew the look of a woman who craved affection, the eye
of an admirer. He was afraid you might have thoughts of doing
something bad. Then when I talked to you I could hear in your
voice that you were troubled. I called Daddy at work the next day
and had a long heart to heart with him. Ummm . . . he didn’t like
that but he admitted that it had been months since he . . . . a
. . er. . paid attention to you.”
“I knew something shook his world that night when he came home. I
thought it was the clothes I was starting to wear.” Betty said
with a tear catching in her throat. “I was taking such good care
of my looks and he hardly noticed. I was beginning to think that
no one wanted to make love to a 40 year old woman. Selena, when I
saw the way your Joe looked at me that day, if he wasn’t yours he
would have been mine. I don’t have to tell you how sexy he is,
but let me say this, your Dad is just as sexy. He always was,
right up until he noticed that you were beginning to turn into a
woman. Then he stopped showing me affection outside the bedroom,
and eventually it consumed him. Not wanting to show you anything
to do with sex or relationships, to keep you out of the loop.”
Betty lamented.
“Well, it didn’t work Mom. My body told me what I wanted. When I
stopped studying at my advisors dorm and began to study at the
library I met a guy.”
“Oh good Lord, don’t tell me this, and never tell your father.”
“Well, I wouldn’t tell him, but you know if you had been more
open about sex and relationships I may not have had so many
questions. But, all in all I turned out pretty well, and I know
the differences in age between Joe and I causes concern for both
of you, but I can assure you that he is the best man there could
possibly be and we are happier than any two people could ever be.
He truly is perfect for me.” Selena insisted as she made her
points to her mother.
A new relationship with her mother had begun. It was one that
afforded them the chance to bond even deeper as mother, advisor
and best friend.
Chapter 36
Selena’s last break leading up to the long PolyTech Holiday
vacation ended up being a shopping, eating and sex romp with Joe.
Once her parents were situated back at their house they had the
whole of Saturday afternoon, Sunday and Monday to enjoy each
other and reacquaint themselves with the “together forever” feel
of their Jamaican vacation and internship living arrangement
while at WSG.
Selena’s relationship with her mother turned out to be the best
it ever had been. They confided with each other like two best
girlfriends. Only fine details of their sex lives were held back,
although sex was certainly discussed. Her opening up to her
mother led to a stronger relationship with her father as Betty
spoon fed tidbits to Scott that gave him new insight to his
daughter. In turn Scott and Betty Hanson strengthened their bond
and began an even closer and more frequent sexual regimen than in
even their earlier days of marriage. The couples began to
understand each other with keen awareness to togetherness.
Selena’s internship at WSG made her understanding of her studies
fall together like easy pieces to a children’s puzzle opening
even more paths of knowledge as her acute business acumen
matured. As her month long vacation approached the thought of
applying herself to the business world became more and more
exciting to her. Joe was still unsure if he could accompany her
to New York for the full time, but Selena was prepared to do
whatever she could to coax him. Although she was once again
afforded living arrangements by WSG, she was to take the money
once again and apply it towards a stay at the Four Seasons. This
might be her last time to be pampered as she was during the
summer. She planned on taking full advantage of it. They had
decided on permanent living arrangements for her move to the
city. She was to take occupancy on July 1st with one year
renewable lease options for as long as she wished. It was a
fairly safe 20-30 minute walk to work, or a five minute cab ride.
There was even a subway stop to use without leaving the building.
Security was tight and Joe was sure she could be no safer, if he
were to be away for any length of time. They were close enough to
home for day trips at any time or weekend getaways. They would
have occupancies in both cities once her job began in June.
Seeming to sleep better now that her parents were back under
their own roof and the December work living arrangements were
set, Selena slept late into the Holiday Monday morning. Usually
an early riser, as the morning began to creep into her head she
knew it was later than her usual wake-up. She struggled to see
the clock without waking Joe, but was surprised to see him
sitting on the bed watching her.
“What time is it? . . . and what are you doing?” She asked
confused.
“It’s almost eleven. We both slept in. I haven’t been up an hour,
just long enough to shave and shower, and come back and watch
you.” Joe said softly as her stroked her hand.
“Watch me? Do you mean creepy “watch”, like a voyeur stalker with
his hands on his dick?” She asked as if a “yes” answer would
irritate her.
“No silly! “Watch” like seeing one of the ways you’re so
beautiful and you are sooooo beautiful and exciting to me in so
many ways.” He said as he bent gave her bare back a peck.
“Beautiful is laying here with my hair a mess and covered with
last nights dried sex sweat?” She answered somewhat impatiently.
“Selena you don’t have to sit in front of the mirror and primp to
make me see you beautiful. Yes, the calmness of contentment on
your perfect face as you sleep and dream is beautiful. I sit here
and think of how lucky I am to know and have you, especially when
you love me right back the same way.” Joe explained.
A little smile crept onto her face and she rolled completely to
her back, automatically pulling the sheet up to cover her breasts
“How else do you see me as beautiful, if just sleeping makes you
this way?” She asked inquisitively just wonder WHAT he might say.
“Oh Selena! Do you want me to point out to you every time I say
to myself “she’s so beautiful” during the day; the times I look
at you and realize how lucky I am and how wonderful our life is?”
Joe asked.
“No, but just give me an idea so when I look into your eyes and
see that goofy look, I know what it is.” She said laughing at his
frivolousness.
Joe went for the covers quickly and Selena turned to protect
herself not thinking she was exposing her bare butt to him.
“ S L A P “ rang out in the room as he playfully cracked her
butt with his open hand leaving her covering up and laughing at
him.
“You’re so cute when you think I’m poking fun at you.” She said
in a serious tone. “But really tell me the last few times you
thought I really was beautiful, where you wanted to just tell me
and hug or kiss me.”
“Hmmmmm, let’s see. How about Saturday morning when you were
kneeling on the kitchen chair with your elbows on the table
staring and listening to your Mom like she was your best
girlfriend in the whole world?........beautiful! When I’m making
love to you and you just had an orgasm and your face is still
flushed stuck between ecstasy and reality. When you’re studying
and you look up at me and look back like I’m not even there
because the gears are working and your thoughts are coming
together. When you’re on your knees in front of me bent forward
with your hands on your thighs so your breasts are just perfectly
pendulous as you slip your mouth over and over my cock as they
sway every so slightly with you. . . . . or speaking of sex, when
you look into my eyes when you know I’m going to come and you
want to taste me? When we’re in Manhattan and you’re leaving for
work and you look back in at me before you leave, and you think
I’m asleep? All of those times I’m taken aback at your beauty,
where I just want to take you into my arms and hold you and
treasure you.”
“I’m beautiful when I’m sucking on you? I feel wanton and
naughty, giving myself, making love with my mouth. . . . . . ”
She said not quite finishing her thought.
“Oh GOD! That’s when you’re MOST beautiful! You’re having
pleasure while giving me pleasure. I’ve known women who did it to
please me, but it meant nothing to them. You do it to me because
besides pleasing me, you really receive gratification from it.
I’ve seen you have a spontaneous orgasm to go with mine before.”
Joe marveled.
Selena blushed and giggled, pulling the sheet over her face for a
moment, then peeking back at him and smiling.
“SEE? Right there, you’re so beautiful again.” Joe smiled as he
bent and kissed her forehead.
“Let me be beautiful for you right now. Open your lounge pants
for me.” She said in a smoky voice, suddenly filled with want as
she reached underneath the sheets at his balls as he knelt on the
bed beside her.
Joe undid the single button fly on his pants and reached in to
take out his cock. He wasn’t wearing underwear and was beginning
to get firm already. He moved up a foot closer on his knees and
leaned over towards her mouth. She opened it and took him in all
in one movement. Joe sighed deeply as her cheeks hollowed and
sucked him before she smiled around him, her eyes opening wide
and looking to meet his.
“God! If you don’t think you’re beautiful right now . . . . “ Joe
said leaving his point verbally unfinished as he raised his eyes
to the ceiling.
She sucked him hard and ran her tongue over the underside of his
cock before pulling her mouth back with a pop.
“I always want to be beautiful for you, in any way I can. Having
you in my mouth is such a huge turn-on for me, feeling you pulse
and shudder, hearing you groan.” She added before going down on
him once again.
Joe ran his fingers through her hair before saying, “Why don’t
you shower so I can eat you and make love to you in that
beautiful body of yours?”
Selena ran her tongue as far up Joe’s prong as she could before
giving it up.
“I would like that. Are you sure you don’t want to come for me
right now?” She breathed.
“No, I want to taste you and be inside of you.” He said as he
bent and kissed her wet lips.
“Mmmmmmm, I love it when you possess me and make me orgasm until
I can’t stand it anymore. I am yours.” She said emphatically as
she got up from the bed.
She walked toward the bath and looked back at Joe catching him
staring at her ass. She wiggled it to get his attention, causing
him to look up to her eyes.
“That too? Could you make tender love to my hiney, . . . shoot
your juice up there? If I’m OK we can do that too. I would like
that.” She teased as she disappeared into the bath.
Joe’s manhood jumped at the prospect of her tight little
derriere. As many times as he had her there, hearing her deep
moans of pleasure as she filled her fingers with the sheets,
clawing in her passion, made him crazy. She called it “the most
personal” place and truly enjoyed giving herself totally, but he
knew what “if I’m OK” meant. She needed her morning
constitutional to clear the way for a mess- less encounter. He
knew if it didn’t happen this morning, almost certainly before
she got back to school he would have her this way.
With just about 8 weeks leading up to her Holiday Break he knew
seeing her for more than a day at any one time before then was
unlikely. No matter what he said his plans were, he knew he would
stay with her in Manhattan the entire time. Living with her was
what he loved best in life. Falling asleep and waking with her
was true ambrosia. Those two weeks in New York with her working
during the day, he could spend time picking presents for her, and
making her happy in the evenings; then the weekends they could
take Manhattan by storm. Just the thought of it made him want to
rush into the bath and take her right there, but he calmed
himself and waited.
After a 20 minute wait the door to the bath opened and Selena
slinked out with a towel tied tidily around her hair, as well as
another around her body. While Joe sat on the bed on his side up
on one elbow she sat on the edge of the bed near him.
“Miss me?” she said as she took his hand and bent to kiss him.
After the kiss she hugged her face to his to whisper in his ear
as if shielding her words from eaves droppers.
“Things didn’t happen, but I’m sure they will soon. We’ll keep
that promise to ourselves before I get back to classes.” She said
in her tiny sexy voice.
Joe, knowing she wanted it as much as he tried to pull her down
on him but she pulled away to sit up again. She took a pillow
from the bed and tossed it on the floor before her. She stood and
turned and knelt on it, crooking her finger to him.
Joe sat up and turned to scoot and sit on the edge of the bed
before her. He was already growing in his lounge pants, and with
the buttons already undone from earlier, was peeking out
slightly.
Selena knelt up to him between his legs and reached out for his
genitals, as if it were her first time discovering them. She
pulled his hardening penis through the panel and pushed the
fabric back. Once it was back to his abdomen she slithered a hand
inside and took his tender ball sack in her hand, using her other
hand to push the fabric over her overflowing handful of balls.
Now just his erect cock and balls stood out from the stretched
front panel as her eyes went to his.
She smiled that “I love you” smile that only he knew saying,
“Your best surgeons only expose the part of the body they will be
operating on to insure sterility and to keep focused.”
With her hands on his knees she pressed her face forward sliding
her cheek along the side of his cock until her lips kissed where
his balls and cock met. She inhaled deeply to take in his feral
scent and seemed to lurch forward in a hunger. She kissed around
the base of the union of the organs and then dropped a bit to
kiss each ball through the sack. Her right hand left his knee and
held the sack to her mouth as she thoroughly kissed each of the
sweet nuts exposed through his pants.
She then lifted her head right up and put her lips around the
head of the penis she loved so. She sucked, licked and tasted the
head with a passion about her, her adoring eyes never leaving it.
She looked up at him, now leaning back on his palms in his own
little heaven, and their eyes met. She let his head fall from her
mouth to smile and mouth a kiss to him.
“Let me taste you, excite you and prepare you to slide into me
and bring us both pleasure as we make our love. But, you have to
promise me that all of this,” she grabbing his balls tenderly,
“goes into my mouth to taste and swallow. It is the only
breakfast I EVER want. Tasting the juices you make for me is my
special
way to say I love you and know you love me. I love your warm
come.”
She proceeded to do as she said, tasting and exciting him. Her
sucking mouth went down and over his standing cock several times
before she stroked with her hand a bit as she kissed all around
him. She tasted every inch of him and sucked his as deeply into
her mouth in a close-eyed frenzy of devotion and passion. When
she thought he could take no more she stood, letting her towel
fall. She turned her back to him and bent, between his legs. She
backed her vagina to him using her hand to guide the purple head
to her wet slit. She backed onto his cock as she hissed in
pleasured passion. She settled on him for a moment, but she
needed to put out her own fires. Still bent over hard she began
to move her ass to and fro to get the in and out sensation she
desired as she reached back to hold his knees for steadiness. He
saw her asshole open and pucker with every thrust she made back
at him, exciting him so he had to avert his eyes. He heard a deep
hum start from her and knew she was about to come as her plugging
intensified. As fast as her pace quickened, she came to a
complete stop, but he felt her vaginal muscles spasm around him
as she moaned deeply and let out a cry. Her knees appeared to
buckle a bit and she lifted her self forward a bit lowering her
hands to steady herself to the floor. On her knees she bent and
cradled her head in her hands still reeling from her orgasm as he
hips and ass quivered before Joe. He bolted to his feet and
settled behind her sloshing into her hard and deep.
“OMYGOD!” she wailed as he took her like an animal. She rose her
head from its resting place in answer to his plunge only to rest
it again and enjoy the plowing he was giving her. The slap of
their bodies filled the room for a few long minutes.
Quickly she began to spasm again as her haunches arched up as she
tried to squirrel away from his intrusion, twisting herself from
him as she became so sensitive. She curled into a ball on the
floor and held her pussy in her hands as she shuddered on the
floor. Joe couldn’t remember her coming so hard and furiously in
a long time. He extended a hand to her to help her up to the bed
but as he began to sit back and take her into his arms she
stopped him and fell to her knees in front of his as she had been
before.
“I can’t take anymore”, she managed to whisper as she dropped her
head to his right thigh. She stared at and nibbled at the side of
his cock and ball sack until she got her breath and wit about
her. Joe petted her hair and cooed sweet pet names at her while
she recovered. She raised her head from him and looked him in the
eyes.
“Come for me, feed me the juice of your love that you have for
me. I want you and love you so much. You make me so happy.” She
said in a low sexy voice before putting her lips around him.
She sucked him in just past the head before putting her hand
around the base of him to stroke him. Joe took her hand away and
held her head in his hand and began to raise and lower his hips
pushing just the head and a bit more in and out of her mouth. He
did this for only a minute or less before he took it in his hand,
the head still trapped in her mouth and stroked it but a few
times before saying in an excited low whisper, “HERE”, as if
presenting her with a gift, and to her it was.
Joe’s juice coursed up his shaft and splashed hard in the back of
her throat, choking her momentarily as she tried to swallow and
cope with the second volley from him. She caught up with his flow
and now dutifully sucked his load from him. She hummed in
pleasure as her swallows cleared her throat tasting his
salty-sweet seed. Even as he became more sensitive he did not
want to stop her as he watched her devotion and enjoyment.
Eventually he could take no more and he reached for his cock
behind the head and just said “Enough”. She lifted her head and
collapsed forward again into his thigh, putting her arms around
his torso.
He looked down at his spent lover and marveled at their passions.
In a few moments he gathered all of his strength and bent forward
to pick her up sweeping one arm under her head and the other
under her butt. He fell back onto the bed with her where they lay
listening to each other breathe. In moments they were dozing and
they stayed for about an hour.
A kiss to his forehead woke him as he opened his eyes to see her
propped on her elbow, nose to nose with him.
“Do you suppose someday they will find us both dead with your
seed leaking from my pussy and mouth and your heart caught in
your urethra? We seem to barely control our passions. We’re like
virgin newlyweds with their new toy.” She marveled.
“Yes, PASSION! That’s all I can call it too. The urge to make you
explode in ecstasy overcomes me and my own pleasure seems to want
to match you but then it’s all a blur until now and I relive the
pleasure of your passions and mine. We never cease to amaze us, I
guess.” He said in his own wonderment.
“Let’s get up and restart our day. We should eat and get
ourselves moving, but I need to shower off my body again, re-wet
my hair.” She said as she got up from the bed. Then she stopped
with a start and looked back at him.
“Did you ever find my little surprise in the big freezer?”
“Surprise?”
“Remember when you got home from Locks project and I made you
your Mom’s Farmer Breakfast? I had extra and froze some hoping
you might find it some time when you missed me.”
“Never saw it.”
“It’s on the door. Why don’t you get it and thaw it in the micro
and then we can bake it a bit.”
As she disappeared into the bath again he looked to the ceiling
from the bed and wondered how he ever deserved such a treasure.
He bounced to his feet and shuffled out to check the freezer and
as she promised, there was his surprise.
He gave it a 4 minute defrost in the microwave, and then made
coffee as he prepared the Advantium. His Advantium was one of the
first off the line and was given it by a PolyTech classmate who
was with GE now. His friend knew of his closet chef tendencies
and wanted him to have it as testing sample. If he had known it
took a 220 line and spun the power meter like a turntable he may
have passed, but a times like these it was convenient.
Conventional oven deep heating and crisping in 6 or 8 times the
speed with no warm-up. As the microwave beeped he heard Selena
come from the shower and he moved the dish to the Advantium.
Setting the power and time he went to the bedroom to meet his
love.
“I’ll do a quick rinse myself and see you out there Essy. Pour
the coffee and breakfast is in the speed oven.” He said as he
gave her a peck and sped by her into the bath.
A few minutes later he was sitting at the breakfast nook sipping
coffee and eating his favorite morning meal. Selena leaned over
and kissed him, seeing his contentment, happy she made him happy.
It wasn’t the time or place to tell him that other things
happened in the bath and they were clear for special loving
later. Her loins gave her a quick rush at the thought of being
taken so completely, as she finished her breakfast with her love.
After breakfast, a check of the day’s papers and getting the
normal overseas updates on investments, the two were off for a
ride to clear their heads. Fall in the Northeast provides majesty
of colors as well as many a crowded apple farms along their
drive. Once Joe saw one he had been to before he stopped and they
perused the fall harvest of apples and other fall harvest
vegetables. At one point Selena’s thoughts turned towards
PolyTech and the stress of school that awaited her the next day.
From that point she began to get clingy with Joe as he filled a
cart with apples, cider and squashes.
“Remember you’ve got your little roadster and not a van as you
fill that cart up.” She said wishing he might be done and they
could head home.
“Don’t worry; you can sit on my lap on the way back if
necessary.” He said pulling her arm that much closer to him.
Selena reached out for a birdhouse squash with a neck shaped
peculiarly like a part of Joe’s anatomy. “I don’t know, if I were
in the back with this specimen I might be comfy.”
Joe looked at the squash and then into her eyes and saw her
steamy want.
“Ready to head home, lover?” He asked in a whisper.
“Mmmmmm, I have a sweet treat for you I thought I might feed you
at breakfast, but I know it’s ready now.” She whispered back.
Joe put his arm around her and hugged her close kissing her.
“You are so naughty, but I wouldn’t change you.” He whispered and
smiled at her.
“Wait till you SEE how naughty I’m going to get.” She said as she
turned to press her ass against Joe and bend as to pick out
another squash.
Joe took her hints quickly and moved to the line to pay. Within a
few minutes they were on their way back to the city, both lovers
excited at what lay ahead.
In the first five minutes after arriving home they both scurried
around putting their harvest away. Joe had a winter cold storage
room he called the “root cellar” off the garage that was well
underneath the house where he kept most of it but, Selena filled
a glass centerpiece with apples. They nervously finished their
back home chores before Joe finally met Selena in the kitchen.
“Now, you mentioned a sweet treat?” He smiled as he took her in
his arms. He ran his hands down the sides of her waist and over
her hips to the balls of her buttocks, kneading them.
“Where would you like this debauchery to take place?” He asked
with a whisper in her ear.
“Mmmmmmmmmmm,” she cooed coyly, “between my legs!” She said as
she twisted from Joe and ran from him knowing he would chase her
for the sake of the chase and the smart-ass remark.
She slipped into the guest room but before she could get the door
closed all he way Joe got his foot in and she quickly gave up
backing to the bed.
“You wanted to do me somewhere BESIDES between my legs?” she
laughed while sitting down.
Joe said nothing as he pushed her back onto the bed and covered
her body with his, planting his mouth tightly on hers for a
passionate kiss. As they rolled cross-ways on the bed the pillows
in their matching shams fell over and something caught Joe’s eye.
“Hey, what’s this?” He said while picking up a tube from behind
the pillow.
“It looks like your Mom and Dad forgot their lube tube when they
packed up. Suppose they’ll call and ask for it?” Joe laughed and
then feigned,
“Hello Selena? Be a dear and bring down the lube tube we left in
the guest bed. Your Dad’s trying to pry my butt apart and needs
the slippery for his dickery.”
“God, I don’t think she’ll ever admit to leaving that and I doubt
they do the butt nasty, but who knows.” Selena said, her mind
definitely working.
“If she asks, just tell her we didn’t let it go to waste.” Joe
said as he reached and undid the top snap on her jeans.
Selena took the cue and stood up to finish undressing and Joe
turned down the guest bed, noticing two tell tale sex stains, one
hers and one mixed.
“You’re going to be made love to on the same sheets your parents
used last night, evidence and all.” Joe kidded, waiting for a
reaction, but it didn’t seem to faze her as she sat on the edge
of the bed.
Joe pulled off his shirt and tee and dropped to his knees between
her legs.
“You’re not going to ravish me be . . FORE . . . . . “ Selena
started to say before Joe’s tongue wiped across her clit.
“Seeing the wet spot on your panties told me those lips could
wait, and these couldn’t.” Joe said in a heavy exhale before
planting his mouth back over her smooth little slit causing her
to fall back into the sheets.
Selena groaned, mewled and moaned as Joe’s tongue danced over her
female cock mouth. He expertly licked and sucked at each little
feature, wrinkle and fold of her blood filled mound, always
saving a bout with her love button clit to accent his intent. As
she let her pleasure known her legs came up from the side of the
bed until they were in the air and eventually bent back to where
she could hook her arms around them and play with her nipples
with her hands. Joe loved how it opened her up totally for him as
he drove his tongue deep into her to taste her secret nectar.
His mouth was freshly coated with her own juices when he lifted
his head to eye her other private opening. Its straining little
pout seemed to call his mouth as he lowered his face to cover it.
He danced the tip of his tongue over it as she squirmed
breathlessly as if to get away, but that was the last thing she
wanted. Joe licked harder and harder to begin to open her as he
heard another small spasm run through her. He let his tongue
trail up over her perineum to retake her pussy and seek out her
clit. He slid his hand up toward her mouth until she bent up to
seek it with her lips. She sucked it as deeply as she could and
teased it like a small penis in her mouth before letting it go,
wet and coated with her copious spittle. She knew where it was
going and what both he and she wanted to do with the long middle
finger. Joe moved his face briefly from her split to let his hand
pass by before sucking hard at her clit again. She started
violently at his tongues intrusion and before she caught her
breath redoing the same again as his finger centered at her
asshole and drove in.
Joe’s passion was piqued at the moment and tenderness was not
intended as he pressed as hard as he could into her bottom. As he
began to flick his tongue at her clit, intending to drive her
over the edge, he began to saw his finger in and out of her.
Selena found herself “leaving this world”, as she put it, as
orgasm and sexual ecstasy began to control her breath and
heartbeat.
“Joeeeeeeeeeyyy, I’m going to cum!! CUMMM!!!!” Joe heard her say
as he felt her mound under his tongue begin to convulse.
She was going to squirt, her g-spot responding to his tongue and
finger play. She hadn’t had one of these orgasms in a couple
months and as much as they ripped her apart, she looked forward
to the pleasure it brought. Certainly the anticipation of anal
play set the gears in motion as he bucked under Joe’s mouth and
exploded.
“EEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!” she wailed followed by a long hiss
as she held Joe’s mouth away from herself as a long splash hit
his face.
Joe kept his sawing finger in her little notch as he watched her
mound quiver and dribble more ejaculate. She was whimpering a
joyful cry as she came down from her sex peak, reveling in the
movement in her ass.
“Hooo Hoooo JOE!” She whispered loudly. “More lube and then fuck
me there. IN MY ASS!”
Joe stood and took of his pants and underwear and lay on the bed
beside her kissing her face and neck while his hands pawed at her
breast like an animal. He moved his mouth down and nipped at her
nipples while reaching behind her to touch her asshole. It was
already dry and he let it be while he searched for the lube tube.
He found it and knelt up to squeeze some on his fingers and he
reached back to push it into her, leaving plenty of reserve
between her cute halves. He felt her mouth nip at the head of his
cock as she strained to reach it.
He moved slightly on the bed to give her access to his prong but
only to let her sink her mouth over it once, then a second time.
He moved away so he could lay next to her as he sawed his finger
into her again. His position was awkward, but he could reach
behind her with his arm and still reach her mouth with his, as
well as her left breast. He was trying to ravish her the way she
liked but she was past that “convincing” stage. She wanted him in
the most private place, . . . NOW!
“Push me onto the bed and take me in my ass lover. Make me an
animal, possess me, take me!!” She said, not loudly, but
forcefully.
Joe took her cue and pushed her over on to her stomach, her butt
propped up just enough to open her cheeks to show where his
finger was gliding in and out. If he wasn’t ready, the sight
prepared him proper. He put a knee on either side of her and
almost sat back on her legs as he pulled the finger from her and
handled the tube deftly putting a line of get on his cock and
then gathering and between her cheeks to push into her dilated
little hole. He topped off his thumb and pushed that into her as
well and then using the gel left on his hand and the line he put
on his penis, he spread himself with the slick potion.
Selena was wordless in anticipation as he leaned up and put his
cock to the ready little hole. The head went right in, but she
cried out. “S L O W” and he stopped. She took a deep breath and
then exhaled and wiggled her ass back onto him a bit more, hoping
the pain of stretching for him would ebb. Joe knew once he got
past her “big muscle” with the expanse of the head of his weapon,
it would go easier. He hated to force the issue, but he was only
human and held her ass in his hands and pushed past where she
“fought” until he was in her.
“OWWWW SLOW, SLOW, AHHHhhhhhhhh….. WAIT.” She bellowed in one
quick foray of words as he slipped in and waited and watched for
her to relax.
“Every time is so different and we didn’t use toys and it didn’t
burn real bad.” She muttered breathlessly as she adjusted her
knees under him a bit.
“Essy! Baby! Relax!” Joe said as he stroked her back and worked
his hands under her to tweak her nipples before sitting up again
to look down where he had impaled her.
More red showed letting him know she had relaxed and she was
opening. He hated it when her anus rolled in and out with his
cock, despite the lube. He figured that hurt and he wanted her to
enjoy this like he knew she could. He understood the fear she
felt each time, but he also knew the mystery, the naughty factor
and the new pleasures she felt each time added up to a unique
erotic experience and made her cum hard.
He saw her torso shift and he knew she had moved a hand to her
pussy. He also knew that she would reach up and hook her middle
finger to touch the inner wall of her vagina to search for the
g-spot area. Getting in her rear usually made her cum that way
with the rear intrusion causing enough pressure on that area to
stimulate her, but apparently she wanted to hurry it along.
Her heard her choke on a sexual groan and knew her deep spasms
had started. He started to move more purposely in her. Almost
immediately she began to react with jerks and spasms, but her
voice, soft and heard groans that came from her open mouth as she
rested her head to the side, drove his crazy. She was trying to
separate the ass-fucking she was getting and the deep inner
vaginal reaction she was feeling and it was akin to jumping rope
and writing an essay at the same time.
His cock easily flew in and out of her little bottom as his
passion took over and wanted to cum in her. Her inner grip hugged
him like a little mouth working over him, except it was taking
the full length of him to the hilt with the head almost showing
on the backstroke. He saw her fingers grip and hang onto the
sheets for dear life as her body bore down on the bed in its
crouched state. He knew she had squirted and was leaking fluid as
he looked over her; she had “left this world”.
“I’m gonna fill you up Essy! Shoot my come up your ass!! Do you
want to feel that! I can’t hold off anymore. I’ve gotta shoot!
Milk my cock with your ass!” Joe sounded off to Selena.
He knew she heard him but the only reaction was the volume of her
emanations from her throat. He did feel her tighten around him in
a rhythm to his plunging, but he could no longer control himself.
Semen flew up from his balls through his hard cock and spilled
into her bowels as his grip on her ass cheeks tightened and he
bore down on her.
“ARRRRGGGHHHH! UNH Unh Unh Unh! He sounded as he pounded his
delivery into her as if trying to see how deep he could shoot it.
The total pleasure he felt sawing in and out of her while she
involuntarily milked him was beyond words or description. He only
knew that he loved her, loved her body and the sexual vessel it
became when she gave herself. If he could read her mind he would
know the same thoughts raced through her synapses as the
pleasured electricity ran through her.
Joe made his last plunge into her and held her tightly to him,
bending over her. Then he tipped to the side taking her with him
in a deep, warm anally impaled spoon.
Selena was crying in her post-orgasmic passion.
“Hold my breasts Joey. Hold me!” She cried out in a whisper.
Joe slid a hand under her and the other around her to do as she
asked.
They lay catching their breath after their deep sexual exercise
still connected at their loins. Joe involuntarily softly rolled
her nipples between his thumb and the sides of the lower joint of
his index finger. Selena went to move to turn toward Joe when a
long fart of air escaped from around Joes shrinking penis.
“Ohhh GOD!! I’m sorry sweetheart!” She wailed in embarrassment.
“Don’t fret. I know its one of those things. We just have to get
up before you begin to cramp from the air. Let me get my tee
shirt here to catch any leaks.” Joe said as he grabbed his shirt
from the bed. He pushed it between her legs and let himself fall
from her with a rude sound. She held the shirt there as she stood
up.
A telltale stream of come and line of pinkish strawberry gel ran
down her side as she walked uncomfortable out the door. Joe
couldn’t stand to see her in such discomfort and went just
outside the door and swept her up in his arms.
“JOE! Your knees and back!” She scolded him.
“Oh screw it, I’m OK. I can’t watch you like that.” He smiled at
her as he brought her to the bath. “Toilet or bidet?”
“Set me on the pot, I can’t hold myself up yet.”
Joe set her down and she pulled the tee away releasing more air
and pushing out a stream of come and gel.
She smiled in embarrassment and reached out to hug Joe’s thigh to
her. She took the tee and used it to wipe Joe’s penis of any
residue. She dropped the dirty shirt and took the penis in her
hand and spoke to it.
“You’ve been a bold little boy, but I still love you.” She said
cutely to it, then looking up at Joe.
“Thanks, I’m OK now. You are my love.” She cooed.
Joe smiled back and stepped toward the shower stall.
“I’m going to shower, but I’ll keep my back to you. I know you
want some privacy.” He said quietly.
Selena was happy he understood. Even though he had just been
inside of her bowels seemingly opening herself up to him, the
need to be alone and private for her personal ministrations was
important to her. While the steam climbed the walls of the huge
stall, Joe kept to his word and looked away as she pushed out the
contents of her colon. She after wiping her sore little hole she
stood and stretched and filled a syringe. She went to the bidet,
straddling it after adjusting the flow and temp of the fountain.
Once she had rinse and washed herself she took the tip of the
syringe and put it to her little butthole and pushed it in just a
bit and squeezed. She felt the rush of warm water rinse her as
her body sought to immediately reject its inner rinse. More come
and pink lube flowed from her as she pushed out the warm rinse.
Clean and satisfied, she flushed and went to the shower stall
pressing herself to its outer glass wall and knocked. A sudsy Joe
turned and smiled at his treasure, as he opened the door. She
stepped inside and went to his arms for a long post love making
hug. They eventually finished washing each other and ended up in
the living room sipping ice wine and nibbling cheese in their
robes.
“After dinner tonight you better bring me to the dorm. I’ve got
some prep I really need to do.” Selena told him making a pouty
face.
“I thought you would spend the night and have me bring you in the
morning?”
“That SOUNDS like the plan, but I forgot to bring a paper I need
to proof about formulas and how they relate to realities in the
financial world. I thought it was set, but yesterday when we were
doing your portfolio I thought of things I might want to change.
Doc Stevens is using my internship as like a case study for
examples and I promised him I would do this for him. He’s going
to read it and ask questions like an interview in Old North Hall
tomorrow. I know he won’t embarrass me, but if he catches me in a
double blind, I’LL know when he gives me that little look of
his.”
“Doc will never change. He used to read some of my stuff and tell
me how much sense it made, and then just as I was about to take
my bow, he would zing the one line that didn’t quite jive. He
always lets you know that you’re not perfect.” Joe added, knowing
full well why she felt compelled to make it just right. “Well, we
know our last love making was enough to hold us over, huh?”
“I might be game for a little taste of you Joe. I think I might
like to personally thank the little guy for such a good weekend.”
She said with a vixen smile on her face.
“You are a naughty young lady when you get a case of the lovers
horns, aren’t you?”
“I just love you Joe and know what you like and know what makes
me happy. I love the feel of you in my mouth because I love you
how you taste.”
“Selena, I love you and I hope I make you as happy as you make
me.”
“Believe that with all your heart Joe, because it’s that way with
me.” Selena said as she rolled on the sofa to reach for his lips,
kissing him.
Chapter 37
On Monday night, her last day of a long Founders Day weekend, Joe
said his goodbyes just after 7 o’clock. Their lovemaking had been
intense and fulfilling so that losing their last 12 hours
originally planned was easier to cope with. Joe always pledged
that her school was number one, so when she became worried about
her presentation for Doc Stevens, Joe knew where her priorities
had to be set.
Dressed in a hooded jogging suit she drove into the dorm parking
lot and saw Lucy’s car there.
“Damn, I hope she and Jeromy didn’t have big plans for the night.
I may end up grabbing my stuff and going back home.” She thought
to herself.
As she climbed the last flight of stairs to the room she heard a
ruckus inside their room. Before inserting her key she pressed
her ear close and listened.
“Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh.” The sound of
screwing came from behind the door.
“Shit, Lucy’s getting laid to beat the band.” She thought. “I’ll
wait in the common room until I hear it get quiet and then call
her and tell her I have to get something and go back to Joe’s.”
The common room had tables and chairs as well as a sink, a
microwave and a stove top. Lots of the girls got together and
made their dinners here and ate together. She took a seat where
she could see the door if anyone came or went and would wait 10
minutes before checking the door for sounds and calling.
With just her purse and a bag of just washed clothes she was
sorry she brought no books to Joe’s for the weekend, but that was
the idea. As she daydreamed about the days and nights they spent
she looked to her watch and saw the minutes had flown by and she
got up again to check the door for sounds.
“Get out you fucking animal! If I tell my boyfriend he’ll kick
your ass all over the campus.”
“You’ll say nothing because you know you liked it. You never even
screamed for the second time I’ve been here. I don’t think you’re
too convincing.”
“With that fucking knife in your hand I had a real choice and
nobody’s here to hear me any way. Just get to FUCK OUT!”
Selena was confused but heard steps coming near the door and she
ran to the common room as the other voice slipped out of the
room. From the common room she saw a guy walk out of the room and
calmly walk down the stairs. As soon as he was out of sight
Selena charged the door and opened it.
There on the bed was Lucy with the sheets pulled over her as she
cried.
“LUCY! What happened!” Selena shouted in panic.
”That fucking bastard raped me again and he KNOWS I can’t report
it. I look so guilty.” Lucy blubbered.
“How do YOU look guilty.” Selena shouted looking out the window
to see the rapist walking casually down the quad.
The sight of him being so nonchalant infuriated Selena.
“He’s fucking paying this time Lucy. I can’t watch this!!” Selena
said as she flew out the door and down the stairs. “Call campus
911” she shouted as she left.
Once out the front door of the dorm she ran down the sidewalk and
was quick to catch up to the perpetrator who was casually
strolling, almost in defiance of what he did and how safe he
felt. She realized that she looked like any student out for a run
and flew by him as she saw the pay phone at the end of the quad.
Thinking fast she stopped at the pay phone and breathlessly
dialed 911, not sure if it was campus 911 or local 911.
When they answered she simply said,
“I’ve got the rapist in the quad, HELP.”
She quickly hung up the phone and began to run back up the quad
toward him. She avoided eye contact as she approached him as he
walked as if not noticing. Just as she was about to pass him she
veered quickly and bent a bit running full speed, head first just
below his chin before she drove her head up delivering an
unsuspecting knock out punch to the leather coated scum.
“AwwwwwwLLLLLLUGHHHHH!” He shouted in muffled surprise as he bit
down on his lip or tongue from the violent blow as he sprawled to
the ground.
Selena lay dazed for a moment herself, her head suddenly buzzing
from the blow she delivered. She wanted to get up and run, but
when she got to her feet she felt dizzy and went down to one
knee, looking back at Lucy’s assailant. He too was trying to get
up, not really knowing what hit him, but one thing was sure, he
was bleeding heavily from his mouth and the only movement he made
was to roll to his stomach. As Selena got to her feet to walk
away dazed, the rapist seemed to be trying to get to all fours to
try and get up, but he had no idea of what happened yet, it
seemed.
With her head aching and a bit dazed herself, Selena heard Lucy
hollering from the window, as well as sirens from both ends of
the quad. The first responder saw the blood on the front of
Selena’s jogging top and the man lying in the quad and radioed
for ambulances as well.
Lucy appeared at the front door of the dorm in a robe as a
back-up officer ran toward the scene.
“The man in the quad raped me, she stopped him, . . . she
stopped him!” she shouted at him.
Confusion was the most salient feature at the scene. While police
tried to sort out exactly what happened a third ambulance was
called for Lucy who, as a rape victim, had to be examined. The
lead investigator said too many women would “clean up” before
going to the hospital for exams and he wanted all evidence
intact.
Selena appeared to be OK, except for a tremendous headache. A
concussion was a possibility, but she never really thought she
blacked out. Her hair and the hood on the jogging top cushioned
the blow somewhat for her. The EMT in charge wanted her boarded
for the ambulance ride in case she had a disc or neck compression
from the incident.
The assailant was, by far, the worst off. He had bitten off part
of his tongue, lost a lot of blood, had a hairline fracture on
one side of his jaw and had several broken front teeth.
Through all of this Selena begged for a phone to call Joe as
EMT’s prepared her for her strapped down ride to the hospital.
Finally one of personnel told her in a soft voice, as if he were
breaking policy or procedure, “I’ll help you with that call in
the ambulance, now relax.”
“Please, one more thing. Make sure that son of a bitch didn’t
ditch the knife. He held a knife to Lucy this time.” Selena
pleaded as she wracked her brain for details as she feared Lucy
might not want to press charges.
In his coat pocket police would find the knife, plus a “little
black book” of his victims. There had been 4 rapes reported on
the campus over the last 2 years and each of those victims was
listed as well as almost 2 dozen others from the PolyTech campus
as well as an all girl school in town. Later when Lucy was
examined it was noticed she had tiny dried blood specks on the
end of her chin and below her right nipple. He had broken the
skin, perhaps accidentally with the tip of the knife. Lucy’s
blood was found on the tip of the knife as well her DNA in hairs
found on the assailant’s body.
“Ma’am, we’re going to sedate you because we fear your constant
movements could be damaging if you have a disc or neck
compression. You won’t be out of it, I promise, but it’s a fair
precaution.” The medic told her as they wheeled her to the
vehicle.
“Please! Let me call my fiance’! I want him with me!” Selena
pled.
The EMT looked both ways and took his cell phone from its holster
and asked her for the number, which he dialed. Using his body to
block him holding the phone to her ear, she heard the ring.
“Hello?”
“Joe, I’ve done something to get myself in some trouble here. I’m
going to the hospital I think I’m OK”
“What! WHAT are you talking about?”
“Lucy was raped and I went after the guy. It’s a long story but
I’m headed to City General to be examined.”
At this point the EMT took the phone back and told Joe that she
was headed for the hospital and her injuries didn’t appear to be
life threatening. She was lucid with no visible injuries but was
very excited by the circumstance. She would be lightly sedated
soon and he could meet them in the emergency room.
Joe was flipping out until he stopped and thought that she did
talk to him and the EMT DID say she appeared OK and was lucid.
After calming himself he headed right out to meet the ambulance
at City General.
By 11:30 that evening Selena was headed home with Joe. She
managed to talk the EMT out of the sedation, assuring him she
would calm down after she had spoken with Joe. She was x-rayed
and examined thoroughly only to be determined to have a minor
contusion on her head, a bruise with a very small bump, and a
headache.
Lucy went through the normal embarrassing photographs and tests
that a rape victim must go through, but she did have fingertip
patterned bruises on the backs of her shoulders with thumb sized
bruises on the front. Her left breast was heavily bruised from
“man-handling” and semen was found in her vagina. Dried blood was
noticed in her nose and she was questioned about being orally
raped. Her nose was bloodied from him forcing her head on his
penis with his hand on the back of her head. A psychologist on
duty for just this circumstance talked with her and assured it
was OK to admit what she was forced to do. Jeromy, who had left
her around 4 p.m. to go to work, was found and brought to her
side. He was warned that she feared rejection by him for being
“used goods”. Jeromy’s love for her was deep and he only wanted
to be sure she was fine and everything made no difference to him.
At the ER doctors’ insistence, she was held overnight as a
precaution.
The perpetrator was a different story. Jesse Golok had been
arrested on another campus 2 years earlier for stalking. He
apparently sized up his victims by a certain profile for persons
who would fear reporting what happened. Making things happen as
if they “deserved” what happened. He had just started
“revisiting” the scenes of his former crimes, confident he could
come and go as he pleased. In the matter of a few hours
investigators had talked to 12 other girls in his “little black
book” and another 6 were ready to press charges at the CSI’s
urging. The last Joe and Selena had heard upon leaving the
hospital, Golok had his jaw wired after invisible stitches mended
his tongue. He also had a large contusion on the back of his head
with a sizable egg from the back of his head hitting the
sidewalk. He was being moved to a secured clinic at the county
jail where he would be held until he was charged.
“Joe, bring me to the dorm. I’m really OK and I want to work on
my project a bit.” Selena asked, expecting an argument.
“Selena Hanson! Can’t you relax one minute! Doc Stevens can wait
under the circumstances.” Joe said as if not wanting to hear her
plea.
“Please Joe, you can stay with me and we can cuddle. If I decide
I don’t feel well we can boot the whole thing, but I’ve got my
mind set on what I wanted to work on earlier and I won’t rest if
I go home with you. PLEASE?” She said doe-eyed leaning into him
in the car.
“I must be an asshole, but I love you so much I can’t refuse you.
If I think you have one little problem from this tonight we’re
going HOME. Understood?” Joe said giving in.
“I promise. Maybe you can even critique my work. I just need an
hour to get it right and I can still get 6 or 7 hours sleep. My
first class isn’t until 9:30. I just have to call my parents when
we get back, like I promised. If my Dad knew the whole story
tonight he would have been at the hospital flipping out.
Hopefully the press won’t make a big deal out of it. PolyTech is
pretty good at keeping these things “on campus”.” Selena said
relieved that Joe gave in.
“Hmmmmmmmmmmm.” Joe said after some deep thought. “I don’t think
the press can say nor do anything about the victims in a sexual
assault case. I believe Lucy is protected and for that matter,
you too. Let’s not be surprised if he doesn’t file an assault
complaint against you, even though I don’t think the charge would
stick.”
The dorm parking lots had a little more hustle and bustle than
usual for almost midnight. Students were coming home from the
long weekend and few had a clue as what happened in one of the
girls dorms. Even the ruckus with 3 police cars and 3 ambulances
earlier drew only a few onlookers. The locals probably figured it
was another “drunken frat party”, of which there were actually
few but student reputation dictated a different story.
Joe and Selena slipped quietly into her room and locked up. She
was in her pajamas propped up with pillows in her bed. She wore a
large hat that normally hung on the wall, a souvenir of Jamaica,
to keep a cold pack in place on her head.
“Oh my Mahatma, you certainly look stylish.” Joe kidded her.
“Thanks a lot, love of my life,” she said sarcastically. “Hand me
my briefcase and the bed desk.”
Joe set her up and in a few minutes she was reading her report
for Doc Stevens aloud to Joe making changes in pencil as she
read. After 20 minutes Joe shook his head and chuckled.
“What? What’s so funny?” She demanded.
“You damn near killed a guy a few hours ago with the top of your
head and you’re sitting there as if nothing happened.” Joe said
in wonder
“You know, I was thinking a couple minutes ago that I really
don’t have much of a headache. The spot will be sore once I take
the ice off, but my headache is all but gone. That Tylenol with
codeine is good stuff. I’m sure the 3 or 4 cups of coffee didn’t
hurt either, caffeine really opens up the capillaries.” She mused
aloud.
After almost an hour Selena was becoming sleepy as she finished
her edit changes.
“I can present this from this if I don’t get a chance to do the
changes on the laptop in the morning. I’m beginning to fade off.
Help me with this stuff so I can go and pee and get to sleep.”
Selena said as she handed Joe her brief, the bed desk, and her
hat and ice pack.
Just as the bathroom door closed the phone rang and Joe answered.
“Joe? It’s Lucy. How’s Selena doing?”
“She appears to be fine. How about you?”
“I’m just sore in places where you might think I would be. His
hands are strong.”
“I thought you would be doped up.”
“The earlier sedative wore off as I slept and I’m sort of wide
awake now and I was hoping she might still be up.”
“She is, she’s just in the bathroom.”
“I didn’t want to report it, but she didn’t give me a choice. I
was mad as hell at first, but now I’m glad it all worked out this
way.” Lucy admitted to Joe.
“Lucy, she told me he raped you before. What if he hurt or killed
someone after you. You might be responsible for not taking him
off the streets.” Joe tried to reason with her.
“Don’t lecture me Joe. I’ve already had the DA here to read me
the riot act. They’ve been looking for this guy for awhile. They
don’t approve of what Selena did and that’s why it won’t end up
in the papers, but she was very brave. Actually she was quite
pissed off and then got infuriated when I told her he had a
knife. She leveled him Joe, like a scene from a movie.” Lucy told
him as Selena came out of the bathroom.
“Here’s Essy now. Goodnight Lucy.” Joe said to finish as he
handed Selena the phone.
“I know you’re pissed off and I’m sorry I took things in my own
hands. I know I was stupid to handle it as I did, but I became
enraged.” Selena said as she took the phone from Joe knowing it
was Lucy.
“I’m not mad anymore. I’m glad we did the right thing now. I was
selfish and stupid. You were so brave to . . . (sniff – sniff)
defend me like that. I love you Selena. You are the best thing
that’s ever happened to me. Jeromy’s asleep now here in the
chair, but he was saying the same thing. You took me under your
wing as a friend and I’m flying right now.” Lucy said
emotionally.
“C’mon Lucy, don’t get all sentimental on me. After Joe and after
Jeromy, you and I are all each of us has here to look out for
each other. Yes, I felt a duty to defend you, even if it was a
bit misdirected. (then lowering her voice) You know we have
special things to bond us, make us special forever. I love you
too.” She said as she paced the floor with the distance keeping
most of her words out of earshot of Joe.
“I thought about our special hug you gave me just before you left
to go home to Joes this weekend. I was a little mad then, but I’m
glad now. You are a special friend. Well, I better try and get
some sleep. I’m going to try and make my afternoon classes
tomorrow. Goodnight my friend and thank you once again.” Lucy
said, hanging up.
Selena got into her bed and scooted over as far as she could and
held the covers open for Joe. He stripped down to his under
shorts and crawled in beside her. It was close quarters in the
dorm bed but they both wanted to hold each other after the events
of the day. Selena’s actions showed how risky life can be
sometimes, just acting on your instincts. Joe already knew how
precious life could be and the thought of living without Selena
made him that much more aware. Normally in this situation he
would have an erection pressed into her back until they fell
asleep. Tonight he held her and thanked God she was safe. He
wondered how she would feel in the morning and if she would have
any side effects from her thumping of this predator, Jesse Golok.
While he admired the values of this young woman who had totally
stolen his heart, now he had more virtue to add to his list;
Selena was a treasure.
………………………………………………..
Tuesday morning Selena woke with little more than a sore spot on
her head. It was what she hoped for, but really expected a long
term headache from the ordeal. She and Joe rolled out about 8:30
and Joe dressed and made coffee while she showered. Once they had
coffee together with a Pop Tart that Lucy must have left around,
Joe walked her to her class with she telling him that all was OK.
She said she felt fresh and ready to give her report to Doc
Stevens. If she was covering up at all, Joe couldn’t detect it
and gave her a hug and kiss goodbye. He was off to begin his own
day with a shower and change of clothes at home. Everything
seemed to be back to normal.
Selena fared quite well in her presentation that, as she
expected, Professor Stevens found “complete and fascinating,
mmmmm, except”. He always found little double-blinds in business
logic that would make most absolutes not so absolute. Most
thought he did it to be a ball-breaker, but in reality he did it
to make sure you never sided with logic in the world of business
and to keep you alert for anything.
Upon returning to her dorm, where she hoped to hook up with Lucy,
assuming she was out of the hospital, two detective types
approached her as she unlocked the outer door to the dorm.
“Miss Hanson?”, the female part of the duo said as she flashed
her ID, “I’m Fran McDermott of City Central unit and this is Fred
Meissner, my partner.
“We would like to ask you some questions about the incident
yesterday between Jesse Golok and Lucy Bonacre.” Meissner said.
“Uhh, sure. OK, come on up.” Selena said warily.
Once inside the dorm she had second thoughts.
“Are you going to ask any questions about my participation after
the incident? If so, I really want to have a lawyer present. As
well, I can’t allow a search. Investigators were already here
yesterday.” Selena said acting defensively.
“Miss Hanson we aren’t here to make this any tougher on you or
Lucy Bonacre. We would like you to corroborate a few of her
statements and help the case against her assailant.” McDermott
said while Meissner piped in.
“We think of the case is strong enough this guy might turn over
and confess and cop a plea and save all of us some time and money
not to mention the stress of Miss Bonacre having to testify.
Don’t think he’ll get off easy. He’ll be away for a while.”
“We want to strengthen our case for the grand jury to get a
strong indictment to get him to flip over here.” Fran McDermott
countered.
“OK, I’ll try to help.” Selena said.
“When did you first learn of the first rape?”
“About a week after it happened. She told me while we discussed
our own little rules here in our dorm. She was sorry she couldn’t
raise me while it was happening. She felt very guilty over it; I
guess a typical “it was all my fault” reaction.”
“How did she say it happened?”
“She said it was consensual at first. She had a couple drinks and
met this guy and decided to bring him home for a, . . er, . . .
uh . .tumble. Uh, sorry.”
“Was this typical behavior for her?”
“Not at least for the time I’ve known her, nor do I think that
anyone deserves to be raped.”
“Did she tell you when it turned into rape?”
“Yes. Apparently he didn’t want to finish. . . errr…..reach his
climax while . . . this is very uncomfortable.”
“We understand Miss Hanson; just try to be frank and honest.
We’ve heard it all before but if you want Fred to leave the room,
he’ll understand.”
“No, we’re all grownups here. He didn’t want to finish in the
condom. He wanted her to fellate him to climax. She said she
didn’t want that and he turned violent immediately holding his
hand to her throat and then telling her he would punch her in the
face. She assumed he would hurt me as well if I were awakened.”
“You never awakened?”
“No. Of course not; I never knew until she told me.”
“Did she tell you if she had performed oral sex earlier that
evening on him?”
“No, not directly, but I assume she did.”
“Why do you assume that?”
“I would rather not say. It’s too personal, something between
trusted friends.”
“OK, I don’t understand but we’ll respect that; so what happened
next as she told you?”
“He pulled out of her with his hand on her throat and then put
his fist in her face while he knelt on her arms, her upper arms.
She showed me the bruises, here and here.” She said pointing. “He
then forced himself in her mouth and had oral genital intercourse
with her, against her will.”
“Anything else?”
“Well, he made her swallow his semen before he let her up.”
“She told you that?”
“Yes, he pressed the palm of his hand on her forehead and
whispered “swallow, you whore” to her. She complied and he got up
and put on his pants and left. I have no reason to believe she
lied or made anything up. We are close personal friends.”
“Do you know if she told anyone else what happened?”
“Umm, I know she told another girl, Mallory. I don’t know her
last name, but she plays on the PolyTech softball team with Lucy.
I’m not sure if she gave her the details, but I know she told her
she was raped.”
“Do you know if Miss Bonacre had any other connection to Jesse
Golok, another date, a confrontation, a prior meeting?”
“No, I doubt it. She said she knew he dated another girl on
campus and one day she might confront her with information on
him. Lucy said she knew things about him only a lover would
know.”
“Did she tell you what that might be?”
“No, I never asked and she never told.”
“Miss Hanson, you’ve been very cooperative and helpful I want to
thank you for your help.” Fran McDermott said.
“Does my version match what she told you?”
“We can’t tell you that right now, but let’s just say that you
did nothing to hurt her chances of making a grand jury believe a
prior rape took place.” Meissner said.
“Is Mallory on the softball team named Mallory Keaton?” McDermott
asked.
“I really don’t know. Wait, she has a team picture somewhere
here.” Selena said getting up. “Yes, here it is. Mallory Keaton
is the Mallory she told. I only met her once, but it was on the
night she told her, I know that, and that’s her.”
“OK, thank you Miss Hanson.” They said in tandem and they left.
Selena had one more class that day at 3 o’clock and normally
snuck a sandwich in the library while she studied. She had left
the dorm with no money and was lucky to be there when the
detectives arrived. Now she was alone with her Brealey and Myers'
Principles of Corporate Finance textbook. Not exactly riveting
reading, but one of the most important reference books she used.
About 30 minutes into her studies the door opened and Lucy walked
in.
Selena got up and rushed to hug her. Lucy hugged her back to show
there were no hard feelings.
“I’m sorry I didn’t offer you a choice to report it, but I
couldn’t let this happen to you again.” Selena said with a crack
in her voice.
“It’s OK, really. It was the best and smartest thing to do and
it’s all going to work out I think. The word is that Golok mother
is in town and had to be restrained when she saw him, slapping
and hitting him. He’s going to fess up to enough to put himself
away for 15 or more years.” Lucy said with a distinct relief in
her voice.
“His mother?”
“Yes, I guess he raped his sister and the family handled it then,
I’m not supposed to know that. So his mother paid for him to go
away to school to straighten himself out. I think SHE will
testify against him for the betrayal. He’s a real mama’s boy and
will turn over to get help and please his mother, but he will go
to jail.” Lucy explained.
“That sounds a little too good to be true.” Selena said.
“I know. That’s why they’re building a strong grand jury case
against him. I guess internally he has been referred to as the
“sorority rapist” at the police station and were looking for a
lead to get a description of him. YOU are a freakin’ HERO to
these guys.” Lucy explained.
“I saw that head butt move in campus video for self defense. They
said if you thought you were in grave danger during an attack it
might be a deal breaker. Actually it was if your back was to him
and it assumes you’re shorter then he is. When I saw his hands at
his sides and not paying attention to me, I knew I could disable
him. But it fucking hurt!!” She told her with a big smile on her
face while rubbing the sore spot on her head.
“He was stupid to keep our addresses, but I guess he figured if
he got us once and got away with it, he was free to go again. I
don’t know how many he revisited, but thanks again.” Lucy said,
hugging her again.
“Are you and Jeromy OK?”
“Yeah, for sure. We had a long talk last night and he considers
it behind us now. We damn near did it in the hospital bed. He’s
still very hot for me. He wants me to meet his parents now.” Lucy
said with a big smile.
“So, the creep didn’t physically hurt you?”
“He screwed the hell out of me with that big thing of his. It
hurt like hell but he had a knife laid across my chest with my
arms pinned down, so I couldn’t very well scream. Then he held
the tip of the knife to my nipple and asked me if I wanted to
suck him dry, the fucker. Then he knelt on my arms like before
and jerked off in my mouth and made me swallow it. I cried every
time I told the story yesterday, but I guess I’m getting used to
it now.” Lucy said choking back some tears at the end. “He put
the tip of the knife to my chin and said he would cut me open if
I didn’t swallow. (now crying)”
Selena hugged her again and reassured her that all was OK.
“He knew Jeromy’s ring and came up right after he left for work.
He must have been watching us. I opened the door and when he
didn’t come right in I went to see what was holding him and he
grabbed me from behind, his hand over my mouth with the knife in
front of me so I could see it. We went inside and he made me
strip. Then he pushed me on the bed and took off his pants. He
put some spit on his cock and shoved it in me. He’s huge, real
long.”
“Two detectives were here to ask me questions about the first
time, what you told me. I hope you told them the same story.”
Selena queried.
“I’ve only told one version, the way it happened.” Lucy said
“I told them that you might have told that girl Mallory.” Selena
said looking to her for confirmation.
“Did I tell you I did? I don’t remember.”
“You told me you did that night when she was going to arrange a
threesome with another guy. You begged off because you were still
traumatized over the rape.”
“I think you’re right now that you mention it. I hope Mal
remembers it. We we’re all pretty drunk that night.” Lucy
laughed.
…………
The rest of that week went by almost as if nothing happened,
except Selena was very protective of Lucy. Jeromy had to work
Friday night and noon until 9 on Saturday so Selena insisted she
come to Joe’s for the weekend. Lucy resisted at first, but both
Joe and Selena would not take no for an answer. She and Jeromy
could have all the privacy they wanted in the spare room, or they
could hang with Joe and Selena.
Just after classes on Friday Selena met Lucy at the dorm and Lucy
saw she had a message. Detectives McDermott and Meissner wanted
to meet with her. They could either meet her at her dorm or come
down to the office at City Hall. Lucy called and explained she
was leaving the dorm for the weekend and could it wait. They
insisted on seeing her so they agreed to meet at Joe and Selena’s
which was actually halfway for both. When Selena’s Mustang pulled
into Joe’s drive the detective’s car was already there. As the
elevator opened Joe and the two detectives were laughing over
something and that put Lucy at ease, expecting bad news.
Fran McDermott was a good looking woman in her middle thirties
who had a stern nature when she questioned a suspect or
interrogated a victim. However when it was good news, her
demeanor turned to Mrs. Partridge of the TV show.
“Lucy I think we have something here that will make you happy if
you want to accept it. The DA is convinced that if he goes to the
Grand Jury he can get multiple indictments against Jesse Golok.
If he is convicted on yours alone he can get 20 years because of
the knife involvement, but he could parole in 7 and a half. The
other counts are old and while he might be found guilty of a few
of them, yours is the one the DA wants. Jesse’s mother is adamant
that he not fight this and he is a mama’s boy because she holds
old evidence that could hurt him in any trial. We can avoid a
trial if you agree to the plea bargain he is willing to accept.
He will serve 15 years, no less. He will receive psychological
help for his problems and finish his education while
incarcerated. If he is a model citizen and is released after 15
years he will get 5 years probation and have orders of protection
that he will have to abide by stating he cannot contact or go
near you or any of his other victims that are listed in his
little book. Any violation of that will land him back in jail
during his probation, and any violation after his parole will put
him back in a parole status. This is harsh, but his mother, who
got him to admit to each of the girls in the book, wants him to
be punished whether they can convict him or not of each offense.
She knows he did them. He will do as his mother wants. He is
ashamed of what he did and that his mother found out. Although
the situation is weird, the DA is very happy. Do you want to
think about it? Talk to your family?”
“Umm, my family doesn’t know about this. Just like you kept it
out of the papers, if I’m not missing limbs or getting last
rites, I’d rather not worry my Mom. Joe, what do you think?
Should I avoid all the legal stuff and let this scum’s Mom write
his punishment?” Lucy asked of Joe, whom she trusted.
“Well, you know if he’s convicted of your rape, and 4 or more of
the others, he may never get out of jail. If he keeps up the
anti-social behavior on the plea alone, he may also never get
out. I think you’ve got a good deal not having to testify and
making all this go away.” Joe said in his best fatherly fashion.
“Plus you won’t have to face him AND you can be almost sure that
his lawyer will ask for assault charges on Miss Hanson, just to
make things messy. We never considered them but if the story
unfolds in testimony, he was attacked and it wasn’t
self-defense.” Meissner added.
“Well, that’s the deal maker. I’ll accept the plea bargain as
long as we know Selena never gets involved. Does anyone else have
to approve this?” Lucy wondered.
“His lawyer, who doesn’t like it, but being a public defender he
can walk away with out a dent in his image. He can say his client
walked away with less time by accepting the plea. The DA just
wanted him to go away for the 15 plus the 5 probation minimum.
Without that he wanted to go to trial. The accused mother will
make him sign. He knows it’s only a matter of time before he
really hurts someone by adding the knife to his attacks. His
girlfriend on campus can’t believe he did any of the attacks. She
says he’s the nicest guy she ever met and was never aggressive
with her. Go figure.” Fran McDermott said as she placed papers in
front of Lucy to sign.
Joe called his lawyer and quickly explained the situation and the
deal before reading the paper that Lucy would sign. On the
surface he saw no problem and thought it was fair, especially to
keep out of court. With the first attack corroborated they always
had another charge to add if Golok changed his mind. This looked
hard to beat.
Lucy signed and soon the 3 of them sat on Joe’s sofa, each
quietly pondering what had taken place over the last 5 days.
Police, the DA, the courts and all of those behind the scenes
acted fast once they knew a deal was possible. Golok’s mother
loved her son but clearly never forgave him for the rape of his
sister. He felt terrible shame over it and would have gone to
great lengths to earn his mothers respect. She wanted him to pay
and get help. The deal made her happy.
Lucy began to sob as the whole thing came crashing down on her.
“I probably could have saved every girl he raped after the first
time if I just screamed and woke you up Selena. We could have
taken him.”
“Don’t think in ifs and buts Luce. He may have punched your
lights out and hurt Selena too. You did what you thought was
right at the time. If you made a mistake, it was getting picked
up. But if every guy or gal who ever had a one night stand felt
guilty over it there would be psychologist on every corner. The
need for sexual release is the greatest human drive. Many people
go to great trouble to achieve it, but they do it legally, like
you tried. He didn’t.” Joe said hoping to soothe her outlook.
“You did what you thought was best at the time. Trust yourself.
Each girl on that list put themselves in the situation and you
all felt guilty. He depended on that. Now . . . . . . . let’s
have a drink and relax so you can be bright and cheery when
Jeromy gets here.” Selena said getting up and heading to the bar,
“Can I get a glass of white zin or something like it?” Lucy said
accepting the offer as she and Joe stood up to join Selena.
“Selena, would you mind if I asked Joe for a hug? I never wanted
my Mom and Dad to find about this and worry about their little
girl, plus they would have broken their bank to get here. I
really need a Daddy hug.” Lucy said with a sullen, needy face.
Selena smiled and nodded as Joe took her in his arms and gave her
the warm assurance of a Fathers love as she whispered “thank
you’s” in his ear.
“I suggest when you get home the next time that you sit down and
tell your Mom and Dad what happened and how you handled it.
They’ll be proud, I’m sure. You don’t have to tell them the
details to compromise your privacy. If money is a problem I’ll
pay your fare. We both owe you at least that much.” Joe told her.
Lucy felt a new found closeness to Selena and Joe as a couple.
She began to look to Joe as somewhat of a mentor as problems
presented themselves.
After venting their emotions Selena, Joe and Lucy had another
round of drinks and ordered in dinner. They spent the evening
talking about each others lives, hopes and dreams. Where Joe and
Selena had their future mapped, Lucy was still a bit unsure of
where her education might lead her. She was quite sure that no
matter what, Jeromy was the partner she wanted for her life trek.
She only hoped that the rapes, especially the way she handled the
first one, wouldn’t affect his feelings for her. When he was due
home from work Selena and Joe made their way to bed leaving Lucy
to meet her man when he came home. They wanted them to feel the
privacy of a “home” so they could be open with each other as Lucy
explained her legal situation and tried to be sure Jeromy could
cope with everything that had happened.
Lucy sat in the window looking for his headlights beginning just
after 11 o’clock and dashed down the stairs to the open garage
door to meet him. She showed him in and closed up as Joe asked.
After giving him some leftover pizza and wings as she began to
give him details of the legal deal she pulled him by the hand to
the guest room and closed the door.
“Finally ALONE!” Lucy whispered loudly as she sighed heavily.
“I’m so worried about you and how you feel Jerr. I know you’ve
said my situation makes no difference to your feelings, but my
own psychology classes and my own therapy sessions, as well as
warnings from the shrink I saw at the hospital tell me
different.”
“Don’t believe the psychobabble, Lucille. I’m with you.” Jeromy
insisted.
“I know your words are from your heart, but have you come to
grips with what happened to me? I’ve had relations with . . . . .
“ Lucy started to say before she began to break down and sob
uncontrollably as she fell into Jeromy’s arms.
“Lucy, Lucy, Lucy, you didn’t have relations. That would have
meant that you were a part of it. You were simply a receptacle.
How many times have you been told that rape is not a sex crime,
it’s a crime of power and violence?” He said trying to calm her
as he laid her on the bed.
She continued to cry as he lay beside her and held her tightly,
her back to his chest.
“Do you really want me after I’ve been so used up that way?” She
said with her sobbing beginning to abate a bit.
“Do I want you? I always want you! I love you and whatever
someone thought they could take from you can’t be taken because
it’s in your heart. Do I feel like I’m not interested?” Jeromy
said as he pressed his excited middle to her ass.
“Just being near you, even with the tears makes me crazy.” He
said as he reached around to the front of her designer sweats and
undid the tie.
Once undone he tried to push the fashion sweats down a bit and
she raised up a bit letting them go down to mid-thigh. He pulled
at the front of his own running pants and let his cock out.
Hoping to dash any thoughts that he may think she was undesirable
he aimed at the warmth between her legs and pushed, sinking in to
her.
“Oh God Jeromy, Oh God, Oh God, you feel so good in me. You do
love me. Ungh Ungh, Oh dear God. This is what love feels like.”
Lucy moaned as she reveled in being taken so quickly and firmly
from the rear.
Jeromy was full of passion and ardor for his lover wanting her to
know how he felt. He just began to really go to town almost
moving over her when she pushed back at him, dislodging him.
“Oh God Jeromy, they took my patch off at the hospital, I’m not
protected, we better stop.” Lucy said huffing and puffing as
Jeromy reached between them and thrust his fingers up into her as
he rolled her clit with his thumb.
“Ohhh Jerr! You’re getting it! Don’t stop, No . . . .
Ohhhhhhhhh.” She cried out before stiffening against him and then
blowing out hard balls of air as she reached back to touch his
face.
“You’re so sweet, so sweet!” She said as she puffed hard and then
began to catch her breath. “You made me very happy at a moment
when I thought that might not happen again.”
She lay next to him for a few minutes enjoying the last remnants
of the pleasure and love he made sure she felt. She then threw
her legs over him and stood. As he watched she pulled her
sweatshirt over her head to reveal her bare breasts. Then she
pulled her pants and panties the rest of the way off. Self
consciously she crossed her hands to cover the bruises on the
fronts of her biceps, but it displayed her pretty tits as if on
display with her arms as support.
“You’re beautiful!” He said with as wide a smile as he could
make.
She dropped her arms and stepped forward, putting one knee on the
bed as she bent over his prone body. With one hand she took hold
of his cock and aimed it at her mouth. Hungrily she slipped her
mouth over and over it, tasting her own love juices on it.
She quickly stopped and stood up and reached for his pants to
take them off all the way. As she struggled with his socks he
slipped his short over his head. Once he was stripped she knelt
between his legs and bent to kiss his stomach, and then stretched
up to kiss his heart and then his lips. Looking eye to eye at him
she smiled and settled back on her haunches. She bent and filled
her mouth with him and began to bob her head up and down, her
hands holding his sides.
No hands mouth fucking was a favorite of Jeromy’s but she always
got a sore neck and had to stroke him as well. That wouldn’t be
the case tonight. Jeromy was ready to blast already as her
blatant act of love crashed down on his carnal feelings. Before
he could warn her after a little over 30 seconds of her mouth
stroking, his come rose from his balls and filled her mouth.
“Umphhhhh!” she cried out through closed lips in surprise,
determined not to lose a drop of him or change the rhythm of her
mouth. He pushed out a few more spurts of come as she swallowed
hoping to satisfy him after her interuptus .
She bent forward and took all she could of his cock before
sucking hard and up to drain the wads left in his cock before a
loud kiss rang out at the top.
“All for me, my love. I love you Jeromy and I will do anything to
make you happy everyday, just as I know you will do for me.” She
said wiping her lips before stretching out to kiss him again.
He kissed her back and they fell into each others arms and fell
asleep with the lights on in the room. Lucy wiped all doubts that
Jeromy would harbor any trepidation about her experiences with
her attacker.
Chapter 38
Joe was up and out early Saturday morning with Union business to
take care of at Johnson Construction as well as contracts to
settle with lawyers for future business. The final transfer of
stock to the employees was drawing closer and Joe was doing
everything he could to make the transfer smooth. The last two
years had been good ones for the company and Joe liked to think
that the fact he had taken a bigger role in the operation was
part of it. His share of the operation was negotiated to a yearly
dividend until his retirement age of 65. At that point he would
draw a regular retirement based on his lifetime earning power
with the company. After his success with the markets he was quite
well set to put forth all the plans he and Selena had.
With Joe out early Selena rolled over and slept hard until she
heard the shower running. She was surprised to see 11:20 on the
clock and she realized it must have been Jeromy getting ready for
work. She threw on a robe and went to the kitchen to see Lucy and
apologize for being so lazy. She was surprised to find no one up
except Jeromy who was just coming out of the guest room.
“Luce is still sleeping, believe it or not. I think her mind is
finally at rest. She wanted so bad to call her parents and talk
to her mother, but she knew they would be upset and spend money
they don’t have. I think having you and Joe for friends and
support as well as assurance that I loved her unconditionally
eased her tension.” Jeromy said as he sat at the table as he
smelled the coffee.
“She worried you might jump ship, but I thought you two were
pretty solid.” Selena said as she poured.
“Selena, I really love her and I’d ask her to marry me right now,
except we both have to finish school and get settled into
careers.” Jeromy said with doe eyes as he dreamt.
“It wouldn’t hurt to state your intentions. It might give you
both a reason to work that much harder towards you goals.” She
added.
“That wouldn’t be too forward? Assuming too much?” He wondered.
“No, I don’t think so. I think she feels the same way. If you
wouldn’t come clean with your hearts intentions, maybe you aren’t
as serious as you may think.” Selena warned.
“No, No, I AM sure. I love her so much and the events of the week
proved it to me. Instead of the urge to kill that asshole, I was
more concerned about her, her well being, her psyche. I just
wanted to hold her and protect her and she couldn’t wait to make
love to me again. Her self-esteem took a great step forward and I
think it made a difference in her feelings for me.” Jeromy
insisted as he looked at his watch and realized her was running
late to be at work at noon.
“Well, you guys should talk soon and get things straight, AND you
better get going. Should I let her sleep?” Selena asked as she
got up to walk Jeromy to the door.
“She’s close to 12 hours. If you have plans you might better
think about getting her up. We sort of a . . um . . .a . . wore
each other out last night.” He said with a little grin as he
stepped out the door after getting a peck on the cheek from
Selena.
Selena sat back down to finish her coffee and then decided she
should check on Lucy. She went to the door and quietly opened it.
Lucy was still asleep lying nude on her stomach with the sheet
pulled off. She had seen her nude many times but today she saw
how shapely her little athletic body was. She apparently had been
tanning as her tan lines were all but faded and her body had a
perfect summer tint. She surmised that Joe had admired her round
shapely butt more than once, and for that she could not blame
him. She decided to leave her be and closed the door. Just as it
clicked shut she heard Lucy call out.
“Jeromy? Are you leaving without kissing me?”
“It’s Selena. Jeromy just left a few minutes ago, and I bet he
kissed you, but you were out cold.” She said as she cracked the
door open a bit.
Lucy rolled over and searched for the end of the sheet to pull
over her.
“Look at me in the nude. We passed out after wearing ourselves
out.” Lucy said with a blush.
“You remembered they took off your patch for the police photos,
right?”
“Yes, I did, before we got too far. I doubt I’m fertile right
now, but I DON”T need a surprise. We had fun anyway. Selena, you
know I really love him don’t you?” Lucy said, embarrassed a bit
being caught naked before she pulled up the sheets.
“I think he really loves you too. You guys might want to get
honest about that soon if you think you’re crossing into that
zone where you begin to talk about lives together.” Selena said
with a motherly tone.
“I really thought he would come here last night and walk away. I
figured being a slut caught up to me. He knows I slept with girls
and he knows I PICKED UP Jesse the first time.” She started to
tell her friend before she interrupted.
“Lucy we ALL did things that we might be ashamed of at one time,
but we grow past them. We aren’t perfect. I think Jeromy loves
you and anything you did before you met him is none of his
business, really. But we share things to show our imperfections
and to be honest. When I worked at The Corner Store Joe had slept
with every girl I worked with. He slept with my boss before I was
born.”
“None of that bothered you?”
“Of course it bothered me, but when I thought of what a sweet man
he was and how nice he treated me I made him give me a chance. He
wanted nothing to do with me. I chased him. I overlooked things I
could not change, but I worked on changing the things I could.”
“You’ve made me feel so good Selena. Come here and we can share
one of our special hugs. You are such a great friend.” She said
as she stood and opened her arms as the sheet fell from her.
Selena went to her and let her robe fall open as their breasts
met and they hugged and embraced.
“I couldn’t bear to see that fucking caveman walk away so smug
after using you like an animal. I wished I killed him.” Selena
whispered.
“What would have happened if you weren’t there? I would have hid
it and crawled deeper into my shell and probably lost Jeromy.”
Lucy said crying.
“No ifs or buts now. We took care of it and all is fine now.” She
whispered back.
Selena went to break the erotic hug that, to her, signified how
close they were, but Lucy pulled her closer.
“If I had my leather harness panties with that rubber cock I
would ask you to make love to me. I need it NOW!” Lucy blurted
out between her tears.
“Lucy!” Selena shouted as she broke the special hug. “You know we
aren’t that way and I thought you stopped all that stuff!”
“Selena I’ll always be excited by bi-sexual thoughts and this is
the first one I’ve had since Jeromy. Don’t get mad, but you know
I do love you as my dearest friend and you loving me that way
would make my spirit soar. Last night when Jerr got in me it felt
so good to enjoy that. It was like saying to that animal who
forced me, “see you didn’t hurt me and I LOVE this”. But he had
to stop when I realized the patch was off. Now I’ve scared you
off. I’m sorry.” She cried as she turned away in embarrassment.
Selena rushed behind her putting her hands on her shoulders and
talked softly in her ear.
“Lucy, I’m not scared off. I’m just shocked at you saying that.
We’ve never done that, and we shouldn’t” She consoled to her.
“Yes, I did do that with you, but YOU didn’t ME. I did make love
to you with that harness while you screamed for me to fuck you.
You don’t remember it, but I think of it almost everyday and
thought if you would just love me back someday there would be
closure to it. I never thought I could ever ask you, but after
being shortchanged last night and then dreaming about you, and
now you are here today, it just kind of came out. I’m so sorry.”
Lucy said as she began bawling even harder.
“Shortchanged? I thought you had a great night? Jeromy was
overwhelmed this morning.” She asked.
“Oh, it was great in that he made sure I got off with his hands,
and I near sucked the cock right off of him and tasted all he
had. But when I was feeling him deep in me, where that Jesse
bastard hurt me and it was gooooood. But then I had to stop
Jeromy. All I could think of as I went to sleep was you soothing
my needs, like when you were my protector. I know you love me and
I love you, and I know we aren’t lesbians. There’s just an inner
need to share something with you after what you did. GOD, I DON’T
KNOW! I’M SO CONFUSED RIGHT NOW.” Lucy said as her crying turned
into an out and out bawl.
Selena stepped up to hold her as Lucy began to go to the floor in
resignation. Selena twisted and ended up plopping down on the bed
holding her friend in her arms.
“Don’t cry Lucy, my confused and loyal friend. We can solve this.
I want to make you happy and I will not abandon you. I hate to
keep things from Joe, and I never have. But this is something he
may never understand. Good Lord, I barely understand it! Get
dressed and I’ll drive us to the dorm. We can’t be here.” Selena
said surprising Lucy.
“Really? Do you want to or are you just doing it for me?”
“Of course I’m doing it for you. Hell, I don’t even know if I CAN
do it, or even WHAT you want me to do! This was your lifestyle,
not mine!” Selena spat back in resentment.
“Oh please Selena, I’ve only used that toy twice each way and
once was with you. If you think I’m asking you, or forcing you to
do something that you think is lezzie, TELL ME! I’m not lezzie
and I don’t want you to feel that way. This is something intimate
that I would only ask my most trusted and best friend. Do I think
it’s normal? NO I DON’T! But do you know what? My body is crying
out for this closure and after the way you defended me this week,
I know you love me enough to help me. My therapist told me to
find closure with all my feelings of bi-sexuality and I did that,
with this one exception.” Lucy said defending her feelings.
“Wouldn’t my saying NO to you be closure too? Wouldn’t my telling
you that I would feel guilty afterward buffer your closure if we
do it?” Selena spat once again.
“So you’re not going to do it after you tell me to get dressed
so we can go?”
“NO, but answer my question. Wouldn’t my saying NO to you be
closure too? Wouldn’t that be the end of it? The fact you asked,
and then I said no should bring your closure, RIGHT?” Selena
reasoned.
“All Right! YES, it would! But it wouldn’t bring me what I need
to make this dream, this fantasy come true and satisfy the one
dirty pleasure I hold from my old life. I know what I want and
need for the rest of my life, and that’s Jeromy. I wish he would
say the same to me, but I guess I’ll just have to wait for that.
You making love to me is my only open door to free myself from
what I was. I just about left it behind until I saw you out the
dorm window, when you destroyed the son of a bitch that hurt your
friend. (tears start pouring out again) It was then I knew how
much you loved me and I loved you and that itch rose up within me
again. When Jeromy had to stop last night I knew I would actually
ask you.” Lucy said admitting her lust and reasoning as she got
up from Selena’s arms and sat straddling the end of the bed post.
Selena crossed her arms nervously and then put a hand to her
forehead as she bent forward. “For Christ’s sake, if you looked
in the drawer you would have found a condom for him and maybe
solved all this.”
“If only it were that simple. Jeromy can’t use latex, he needs
lambskin and they’re like $4 apiece, that’s why I’m on the patch.
We just use them when I’m fertile to be sure we’re safe.” Lucy
said calming herself. “Otherwise he probably would have screwed
the daylights out of me last night.”
“Well Lucy, let me tell you two things. Jeromy would ask you to
marry him if you would send him a signal that it was total
commitment you wanted. You guys need to talk frankly to each
other. Secondly, I will still do what you asked me if you promise
that it never comes up again and no-one ever knows. You aren’t
forcing me, but I don’t want this. I want to make you right with
your life, your conscience. I’m not saying I won’t enjoy it. I’m
not saying I won’t be regretful afterwards and that’s about my
never wanting to keep anything from Joe, and I’ll probably tell
him about this, just not today, or tomorrow. He WILL understand,
and then maybe he can explain to me. Come on before I change my
mind. Let’s get dressed and go to the dorm.” Selena said looking
and pointing at Lucy as she walked out the door before pivoting
on her heel and looking back into the room.
“One more thing! When we’re done pick one toy that Jeromy knows
about, not the harness, and I throw out the rest. If this is what
you say it is, you won’t need them.” Selena said pointing at her.
“OK!” Lucy said with a decisive nod, hoping she proved her point
to her friend.
Selena went and quickly pulled on the same designer running suit
she wore when she went to the dorm the previous Monday. She wore
no bra or panties, but slipped a LightDays pad and thong into the
pocket of the top. She felt somewhat excited and somewhat afraid
of what lay ahead of her. If she were to bet, there was a 30 per
cent chance she would chicken out. If she got the overwhelming
feeling that she was cheating on Joe, it was over.
She gathered her pocketbook and looked in the mirror and sighed
at herself.
“You must be the best friend ever, or fucking nuts” she whispered
to herself aloud.
Lucy dressed much the same as Selena and they went to the Mustang
and got in. She had left a note on the elevator panel for Joe.
“Ran back to dorm and then library with Lucy. See you soon.
XXX000. S”
The ride to the dorm was silent until they pulled into the lot.
“Tell me how you feel about it right now.” Lucy asked in an
excited tone.
“Nervous like a virgin.” Selena answered.
“Wet?” Lucy said as a quip.
Selena paused as she opened the door and whispered with a wry
grin “Fuck you bitch.”
“I know the fact that we’ve shared intimate moments, intimate
thoughts and have been there for each other has you a little
turned on about this, hasn’t it?” Lucy said trying to catch up to
her swiftly walking friend. “Hasn’t it?” she said raising her
voice to make her point still trailing her.
Selena stopped in her tracks.
“What do you want me to say? I’m here to make you happy, to
un-fuck your mind. Don’t read anything into the fact that I’m a
little excited by it. Yes, I love you, you fuckin’ little bitch.
I risked my life for you this week and I’m about to trust you to
show me how to take the place of a man for you while you
fantasize something I probably don’t fully understand.” She
blurted out with her fists clenched at her side while she turned
to face Lucy.
“Don’t call me a bitch, because you know you don’t mean it.” Lucy
said while she walked past Selena and opened the outside door and
held it for her.
Once inside, they both took the steps upstairs in twos as if they
were chasing each other. Lucy opened the door and Selena followed
her in. Lucy slammed the door shut and turned both bolts on the
door and set the security chain. She walked over to the shades
and let them down and turned the blinds to let light up and
closing off any eyes from peeking at what was going to happen.
She stormed back to where Selena stood and met her nose to nose
with Selena backing to the wall.
“Fuckin’ bitch huh? You saved this fuckin’ bitch this week, but
do you remember what THIS fuckin’ bitch has done for you? When
you were drunk and horny and crying out for your lover this
fuckin’ bitch risked her friendship and all of her college
credits to fuck you silly when you begged for it and didn’t even
know the difference between me and your lover. THIS fuckin’ bitch
gave you the kiss on your pussy that made you tingle every time
you thought that you must have dreamed that. This is the same
fuckin’ bitch that saw to it you got off when we had our show and
tell night, if you remember. Wasn’t it this fuckin’ bitch’s
tongue that danced on your clit and made you shoot off right in
my face when you were frustrated and nervous that you wouldn’t be
able to get off with your lover far away. Seems to me you have
some pretty intimate history with THIS FUCKIN’ BITCH. So WHY do
you seem so shocked and offended when I have a dream and a
fantasy about you finally fucking me back?”
Selena sighed deeply and looked down as she felt embarrassed at
herself.
“YOU’RE RIGHT!” I guess I’M the fucking bitch. I’m the one with
the holier than thou attitude who has a wet pussy right now
thinking about this. I’m sorry Lucy.” Selena said as she broke
down and cried and hugged Lucy.
“This isn’t some lesbian thing Selena. Its 2 connected spirits
sharing something, finishing something that I shouldn’t have
started. Look at the things we’ve talked about, just me and you;
things you can’t even talk to our mothers about. We have a
connection that we have to finish, at least in my mind. I promise
I will never ask this of you again. This will seal the deal, I
promise. Now let’s make this something we can cherish forever,
something that when we look at each other from now through
eternity, we know we have.” Lucy whispered softly in her ear as
she comforted her friend.
Selena gripped Lucy tighter than ever in a hard embrace knowing
that however weird or odd, no matter what bi-sexual connotation
she might get from this, it all made sense to Lucy, and more and
more, even to herself. Besides Joe, she had no greater friend
than Lucy.
“Show me, tell me, what you want.” Selena said in her ear as she
hugged her.
“Promise you won’t be a lamb to the slaughter?” Lucy whispered
back.
Selena broke the hug and nodded quickly to her friend.
“Let’s take off our clothes and have this same embrace.” Lucy
said anxiously.
Together they stepped out of the simple cotton fleece pull “over
and on” outfits they wore. Lucy had panties on and she smiled as
she saw that Selena hadn’t bothered. As she kicked off her
underwear she extended her arms and Selena stepped into them,
once again pressing their breasts together.
“Oh God you feel so warm and soft.” Lucy said as she wrapped her
arms around her friend and pulled their warmth together.
“Mmmmmm” was all Selena could respond.
Lucy took her by the hand and brought her to her dresser and
opened the bottom drawer and lifted the sweaters that covered her
toys. She took all of them out, 4 in all, and picked one, a
natural size and shaped penis in gel-like rubber and wrapped it
in a sock.
“I’ll save that one for lonely nights, the rest you can throw
away like I promised, AFTER we finish with THIS.” She said as she
held up the leather panty harness with a rubber penis already
attached. Behind it, on the inside of the panty were little gel
nubs that teased the users’ clit and vagina with a 3 inch little
finger sized affair that obviously fit inside of the wearer. The
front piece and back piece snapped together through grommets in
the leather.
Lucy held it open and turned it for Selena to step into.
Nervously she put one hand on Lucy’s shoulder to steady her self
and she stepped in, one leg then the other.
Lucy began to pull it up when Selena stepped away to do it her
self. When the back began to come in contact with her smooth
mound she reached into the contraption and positioned the little
nubs and finger properly. As she slid her hand out of the panty
Lucy reached to the side and cinched it to be sure it wouldn’t
fall. Selena reached over to the other and pulled that tight.
“Is it too loose or too tight? Pull on your cock and see if the
little finger pulls out of you.” Lucy said smiling broadly.
Selena adjusted one side and pulled on the cock again and said
demurely, “It’s OK.”
Lucy smiled and looked her over.
“You body looks fabulous with a cock sticking out. Let me show
you something that only guys see.” She said mischievously as she
knelt in front of her friend.
She reached out and put the cock in her mouth and sucked it
halfway into her mouth before popping it out.
“That’s what Joe and Jeromy see when we suck them. Sexy, huh?
Watch how it looks when I do this.” She said as she popped the
head of the cock in and fucked it in and out of her mouth while
her eyes locked on Selenas.
Selena saw the effect of the wide-eyed mouth fucking and even
shuddered a bit herself, already aching for satisfaction for the
titillation the device was causing.
Lucy stood and kissed Selena full on the lips quickly and took
her by the hand to the bed. Lucy lay down and opened her legs and
crooked her finger for Selena to join her, between her legs.
“Come here, I want you to fuck me, make love to me.” She smiled.
“That’s it? No foreplay? Just do it?” She asked.
“No, I don’t want you to oral me or anything, if that’s what you
mean. Just get in me.” Lucy said wondering what Selena meant.
“Well, I didn’t mean that!” Selena said, almost mad, but in jest.
Selena knelt on the bed and Lucy opened her arms and made it
obvious that she wanted Selena to lay on her. As she bent forward
Lucy reached between then and took the tip of the rubber cock and
pressed it to her slick pussy lips. Selena understood the meaning
and moved her hips and slid into Lucy.
“Oooooooooooowwwwwww, that feels good!” Lucy swooned. “Don’t go
any deeper!”
The two girls lay together, once again breast to breast, but also
body to body.
Selena, unsure what to do with her head, rested it beside Lucy’s
and hummed her approval of the warm feeling her body had next to
hers. After a few moments she had an urge and fulfilled it by
lifting up and kissing Lucy full on the lips in a deep passionate
kiss. After the kiss Selena took charge and said “I’m going to
fuck you until you beg me to stop.”
She pushed herself up with her arms and began to move her hips.
Not only was she moving the rubber cock in and out of Lucy’s
pussy, but the teasers on her clit and the finger plug in
Selena’s own sex slice were beginning to set off her own
fireworks.
“Goddddd, you’re working it Sel . . . LENA!! It feels so FUCKING
GOOD!! FUCK ME, love me . . . LOVE ME . . .TAKE THAT JESSE YOU
COCKSUCKER!!!” Lucy screamed out as orgasm began to rip through
her.
“Screw that Bastard, I’m fucking you now. I’M FUCKING YOU NOW
LUCY AND IT FEELS SO FUCKING GOOD!!” Selena growled in her ear.
Selena began to feel her explosions begin to mount and began to
lose control of her movements. This is where Joe would begin to
pound her with hard strokes, but he only has one orgasm per sex
act, she was having lots of little ones and knew a big one was
brewing and control was not easy. Meanwhile Lucy had her hands
locked behind Selena holding her chest tight to hers while
Selena’s perfect ass bounced like a wild animal plunging the
rubber cock in and out of Lucy.
“HDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD . . . HDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD GOD!!
EEEEAAAAAA!! My hearts going to EXPLODE!! S E L E N A ! ! !”
Lucy screamed out as a monster orgasm ripped through her as she
held on.
Selena had grunted, screamed and growled her way through her own
explosions through clenched teeth hoping to keep Lucy focused,
but she could barely contain herself now. She felt her g-spot pad
filling with its ejaculate and she knew she would uncontrollably
explode in seconds.
Selena was about to explode and shoot but only needed a second to
focus on it and bear down to push the relieving fountain from
herself, even if it meant filling the panty harness with her
fluid. She rotated her hips back and slumped low on Lucy’s body.
Through her red face and clenched teeth a guttural growl came
from deep within her.
“GRZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZDDDDDDDD! NNNNNNNNNNNTTT!
OOOH OOOH!! FUUUUUCCCCCCkkkkkkkk!: She expounded until she lay
limp on Lucy, her head between her breasts, both of their chests
puffing as their hearts beat like jungle drums.
Selena opened her eyes and saw the pert nipple of Lucy’s left
breast and could not resist clamping her mouth on it. She kissed
then sucked at it hungrily before raising up and doing the same
to the other breast. Then she backed up and bent to place on
small peck of a kiss on Lucy’s pussy
She sat up as if prodded with a shock or point.
“You fucking little bitch! You MADE me enjoy this!” She snarled
at Lucy as she walked on her knees forward and reached down to
place the head of the rubber cock to Lucy’s pussy. She pushed it
in hard and fell forward onto her arms where she hovered over
Lucy.
Her raged face softened as she asked “Do you want more?”
“No, but you can do what you want. Satisfy yourself with me! Put
it up my ass if seeing me in pain would make you happy. My
fantasy is fulfilled, I’m here for yours now.” Lucy said calmly,
but firmly.
Her words were like an off switch to Selena who suddenly sat up
and knelt back, the rubber cock popping from Lucy’s quim.
“Fulfilled?”
“Yes, in spades. We had the moment I thought we should have. If
you care to use me for any unfulfilled part of this on your part,
you can. But my need for you as a lover is over.” Lucy said true
to her words.
“Suddenly I understand everything you wanted. Thirty seconds ago
I wanted to choke you with this toy and then stick it up your ass
and make you hurt like you’ve never before. When you said “My
fantasy is fulfilled” all of the pieces came together and I
realized what you wanted and why it was over.” Selena said as a
huge smile crept over her face.
Lucy scrambled to her knees and hugged her friend, now both
kneeling and facing each other on the bed. The hug was tight and
long. They broke for a moment and looked each other in the eye
before kissing long and deep.
“This can never happen again, never even the kiss like we just
shared, but we are forever joined by the special events we’ve
carved through our friendship. Thank you for helping me make this
wish come true and finally understanding it.” Lucy said in gentle
words before she got up from the bed.
Selena smiled and looked down.
“Look at the mess we made of the bed and the covers.” She said as
she began to get up herself.
Her ejaculate fluid still leaked and dripped to the floor from
the grommet holes when she moved forward.
“Let me get you a towel and we can get that off you.” Lucy said
as she ran to the bathroom and came back.
She threaded the towel between her friend’s legs and told her to
hold it as she undid the stays at either side of the leather
panties. When it was loose she lowered it with the towel and let
Selena step out of it. As Selena rubbed her mound to relieve the
cramped up feeling of the devise Lucy got a plastic bag for
getting rid of the harness.
“Thank God it didn’t leave any marks.” She said as she bent over
in inspection of herself. “I’m going to rinse off in the shower.”
Lucy stripped the bed and balled up the sheets and towels and put
them in a laundry bag, and then she made the bed with clean
sheets. Once Selena stepped out Lucy went in the bath and did the
same quick rinse. Selena took the towel she had wrapped around
her and finished drying herself. She slipped into the thong she
brought and put on her running togs once again.
She added her towel to the laundry bag and sat on the edge of
the bed to wait for Lucy. She kept waiting for the pangs of guilt
over what happened to sweep over her. As hard as she tried they
would not. She felt totally good over everything and the way it
transpired. There was an open door and now it was closed.
Lucy came out of the shower with the towel in front of her and
she tip toed to her dresser and pulled a panty from the drawer
and quickly stepped into them, dropping the towel. With her back
to Selena she pulled a sport bra over her head and looked to the
floor for the jog-togs she wore from the house. She slipped into
them and gathered the laundry bag as well as the bag with the sex
toys she was getting rid of.
“Ready?” She asked.
“Let’s go!” Selena replied and they were off. Lucy put the
smaller bag into the kitchen can and took out the liner and
dropped it down the chute in the hall way.
The two friends went happily back to Joe’s house and nary was a
word said about what had happened. Both had a hop in their step
from the “just fucked” satisfaction you might think they would
have, but life carried on as normal with consciences clear over
what happened and what it meant.
By the evening when Jeromy got home after work she would have the
natural lamb condoms they would need to make love properly until
she got her cycle again and could start her patch.
Saturday night closed out with the sounds of love coming from
both bedrooms of Joe Johnson’s big house at the top of the block
overlooking the neighborhood he grew up in. All were happy; all
were satisfied with no regrets or feelings of want.
Contrary to what she had thought, Selena never gave a second
thought to her lusty afternoon with Lucy. It was never brought up
or even intimated again. It was as Lucy had said; it was an open
door that had to be closed.
Chapter 39
The roll up to the Holiday Season was not as easy as Selena had
thought it might be. Her commitment to school intensified as it
demanded more and more from her. Where she thought it was going
to be a cruise control type of year she had given little thought
to her legacy. There were major thesis to be written and New York
State accreditation tests to pass to qualify for the licenses she
would need to assume her position at WSG. Selena would not have
any trouble fulfilling all of the scholastic or legal needs, but
less than perfect were unacceptable in her mind. She bore down
hard on her studying and written work and became a campus recluse
for the month of November to be sure her winter break could be
spent working her internship at WSG, loving the love of her life
and enjoying the Holidays, instead of having her nose in books
and her laptop. She spent but 6 nights of the month with Joe,
including the night before, of, and after Thanksgiving. Even then
she committed parts of those days to studies curled up alone in
Joe’s office in his big leather chair.
Joe woke up Thanksgiving and reached for Selena, but she was
gone. Her obsession with her thesis had grown to proportions even
Joe couldn’t understand. He knew she was worried that without
time to work on it over most of her break it would need a push,
but this was bordering on ridiculous. She would still have 2
weeks after coming back from Manhattan to finish it up. Even that
was a misnomer, as it wasn’t due until the first of May. This was
only a finished draft that she wanted to present to Doc Stevens
for criticism.
Joe yearned for her warmth as he lay stewing about her absence.
This was supposed to be a Holiday together with her family at her
parent’s home. Relatives were driving in from Utica and Syracuse
who were to meet Joe for the first time. Selena had even bought
him an outfit that made him look younger. She didn’t want to
field questions all day about age difference. But, Holiday at
Mom’s be damned, this morning was supposed to be theirs.
Joe got up and put on a pajama bottom and quietly walked out to
the living room and then saw the light back in his office and
heard her shift in the leather chair. He slinked up the hallway
to see her book in hand and yellow pad on the desk with her notes
curled up in the chair with her legs crossed under her. As she
nervously turned the chair with the foot on the corner of the
desk he waited until she turned away slightly from him. He moved
quickly into the room as the chair turned back toward him and he
reached into it, his arm hooking around her waist. She was
instantly kicking and screaming Joe’s name but he had her under
control as he walked away with her on his hip, held tightly by
his curled arm. Her upper torso feared falling and grabbed his
pajama’s at the back of his legs.
“Joe damnit! I’m going to fall on my head. Put me down!” She
hollered as she struggled for her balance.
His only reaction was to reach over with his other arm and pull
down her pajama bottoms and give her a slap across her pretty
bare ass.
“Ouch! Joe what did I tell you about spanking me! Ouch, Ouch,
Ouch!” she wailed as her cracked her 3 more times.
At the end of the hallway he took her to the sofa and set her
over the back, her legs dangling with her head and body over the
front, but he quickly slipped to the floor and held her legs
fast.
With his back to the back of the sofa as he sat on the floor, he
had both of her legs wrapped in his arms. She struggled to get
free, but all for naught. In this position all she could do is
struggle like a fish out of water and wear herself down.
“God-damn it Joe let me up! What brought this on? I HATE it when
you spank me and you enjoy it too much. My butt is stinging right
now!” She hollered out to Joe.
“Essy it’s Thanksgiving morning! We’ve woke up together exactly 3
days since the Columbus Day break. This weekend was supposed to
be special and all it’s turned out to be is you servicing me. You
got out of school, took every book you own and put them in your
trunk, went to your mothers and helped her in the kitchen for an
hour, came up here and nibbled on dinner, studied, then fucked me
and went to sleep. I forgave all that, figuring we could wake
together and spend quality time together, shower together and
then go down to your Mom’s for a family feast and good time. BUT
I WAKE UP AND FIND YOU GONE! For God’s sake you’ll finish first
in your class and have a 6 figure job waiting for you. Can I have
my wife for just a few hours?” Joe ranted non-stop as Selena
fought back less and less as he went on.
“Awww SHIT Joey! I didn’t mean for it to be like this. This damn
thesis has me consumed. I just want it done. I guess I deserved
the spanking, but it doesn’t make it right.” She said as Joe let
her down and let go of her legs.
Standing there with her pj’s pulled down over her sweet butt and
her legs straddling his sitting form she looked down and tousled
his hair.
“My Joey, my hubby, feels neglected.” She said with a smile that
he returned.
He put his arms around her legs again, this time to hug her to
him. When he did and pressed the side of his face to her and
closed his eyes he inhaled a familiar aroma. With her standing
and he sitting he had hugged his face to her mound. He turned his
face toward her and kissed. It was right on her clit. He kissed
again and turned his eyes upward to see her reaction.
She smiled and closed her eyes and pushed his head into her mound
again. He snaked out his tongue again and before long he was
feasting on her juices.
“Ohhhh God Joey, I forgot how tender and sweet you are! Oooooo!
Sorry for the wham-bam- thank you ma’am last night. That was
cold. Ooooo, ahhhhh JOE you’re going to make me come. You’re so
sweet. Oh my god, Oh my Godddddd,
Omigod, ohmigod, nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnttttt!” She exclaimed before
falling forward over the sofa in resignation as she came.
Joe slid from in front of her and stood and she stood and turned
to him, her pajama bottoms still pulled down over her ass, but
now with a large drool spot on the front where his chin had
rested. He kissed her tenderly and turned her around placing a
hand in the middle of her back as if she didn’t know to “assume
the position”. She gladly bent as he fished his hard cock from
his pajamas and rubbed it up and down her smooth slit. Her juices
let the head slip between the lips of her pussy and he pushed
home.
“Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwweeee!” Came from Selena’s mouth as she drew in a
long breath at being taken so deeply so fast.
“Oh Joe! I’m so wet, and you’re so hard!! It feels like you’re at
the back of my throat!” She cried out as she fell limp from the
waist up as she girded her legs and ass for a hard screwing.
“Mmmmmmmmmmm, that sounds good too, my sweetness. Ugh, ugh, ugh,
ugh.” He said accenting every thrust with a muscled growl. “I
love to love you with my mouth and tongue first so you can feel
how much I love you and be so deep into you.”
It didn’t take much to stir Selena’s little pussy into another
orgasm and the way he was fucking her she knew there would be
more than one. She gripped her breasts and squeezed them down to
just 2 fingers and her thumbs rolling her nipples. The sensation
sent her into spasms causing her to catch her breath and bear
down on Joe’s cock.
“I’m cumming, CUMMING CUMMING! ERTttttttttt” She blurted out
before stiffening hard and drawing her body up to a hard right
angle as the sensation shot through her.
Her breath was caught in her throat and Joe saw her face and neck
turning bright red as she bore down on the hot orgasm. Her
orgasmic free fall was right there.
“UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH OHHHHHHHHHHH!” She screamed out as she fell
limp over the sofa. “JOEEEEEY! Nooooo MORRRRRE!”
She really didn’t think she could take another spasm without
passing out. She had forgotten how intense their lovemaking could
get and she had a lot of tension to pass it seemed.
“Give me your cock, give me your cock! Let me taste my wet pussy
on it and suck that precious part of you until you feed me all
your juice, all your seed!” She begged as she tried to dislodge
Joe from her pussy and turn around.
Joe resisted her attempt for a moment.
“Maybe I should come inside you so it drips out all day, remind
you that I love you!” He said as he pumped her hard.
“Please Joey let me taste your cock; cum for me to eat and
swallow!” She begged.
Joe knew she had been worn out by her orgasms and she loved to go
animal on his dick. When she got like this there was always a
fear she might bite him too hard, but it was an easy risk to take
for him. He let his cock slide from her dripping pussy and she
was around on her knees in a flash. She took him as deep as she
could and sucked up hard to taste all of her own juices as well
as whatever pre-cum he was dripping. Once cleaned off she bobbed
her head quickly over the tip of him as she held his foreskin
back tightly, not that it was going anywhere when it was this
hard. She put her tongue under his cock knowing how much he loved
this. It also meant he could thrust a bit at her mouth now with
his cock sliding over her tongue as she closed her mouth over
him. After 8 or 10 strokes she had to swallow and she tasted his
pre-cum, he was ready. She drew her tongue back in sucked harder
at the head and used her hand to stroke him a few times.
“Ohhhhhhh Selena! Essy you sweet……………..Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” He
started to say before his balls emptied their load and sent it up
through his cock with ecstasy.
Selena kept her hand moving pumping up his load as she swallowed
hungrily. Once she was sure he was through shooting she just kept
her mouth on him and sucked, licked and swallowed. She was in
heaven with her mouth and throat coated with his cum and her man
moaning over the pleasure she had just given him. He was
beginning to shrink a bit when she push him to the back of her
mouth and brought her hands up to the balls of his ass and just
held in there. He was just deep enough in her mouth where she
could breathe and swallow. She wanted to stay like this all day,
but tears were beginning to well up in her eyes and she had to
talk, even though she knew as soon as he dropped from her mouth
she would begin crying.
“Oh Joseph, my lover and protector, how could I have neglected
you like that! I am so, so sorry for treating you that way. I
broke one of our rules about work and play, where and when. I got
out of bed this morning and never even thought about you. My
thesis has consumed me!” She bellowed as she slumped back on her
knees and dropped her head crying.
Joe knelt beside her and took her face in his hands as he fell
with her to the carpet to lay and hold her. He kisses away as
many tears he could before he spoke.
“Essy my sweet, we always talk about commitment, finishing the
job, doing it right, making sure our word mean something, but
sometimes your focus becomes a blank stare. The old saying “all
work and no play makes Jack a dull boy” is true. Sometimes you
have to let up and look at things from a broader viewpoint, and
that’s usually away from it. When I woke up alone and realized
you were working I knew you were over the top and in a place you
hated.”
“But the spanking . . .” She began before he interrupted.
“The spanking is nothing more than something that I know pisses
you off, tells you I’ve reached the end. As cute as your ass is,
I don’t enjoy slapping it like that, and you know I would never
do anything to hurt you.”
“My Mom and Dad used to spank my bare butt until I was almost 12
or so, and then send me to my room. I used to sit in there and
wonder if they still loved me. I don’t like the memories.’ She
cried.
“It’s only a wake up call and I promise I’ll probably never do it
again.” He said with a raised eyebrow, accenting “probably”.
“I know it’s not to be mean and after I think about our sex last
night, you should have beaten my ass then.” Selena thought out
loud as she replayed the moment in her head.
She was back from her mothers and came in the house with a pile
of notes and books and asked Joe is she could set up in his
office. Joe said OK and told her that dinner was almost ready. He
made her cheese crepes, one of her favorites and she never
mentioned it and didn’t eat but half as she babbled about her
thesis. She got an idea and ran to her notes and Joe never saw
her as he picked up the kitchen and then went out to blow off
today’s leaves from the driveway. It was dark, but the drive
lights made it easy. Leaves in the drive drove him nuts ever
since he left them once and it rain and he skidded on them,
denting the car.
He came back in, watched a financial show and went to the office
and flashed the lights saying it was bedtime. He expected that he
would be her only thought from then until Friday morning; it was
just the way it usually was.
When he hugged and kissed her she seemed responsive and he rolled
on top of her. He began to tease her but she reached down and
pulled him to her, entering her pussy while her thong was pulled
aside. She made some noises and when he began to breath thickly
she said “don’t cum in me, I don’t want to leak all night.” Joe
expected she would finish him with her mouth as they sixty-nined,
as they often did. But, after he rolled off she just reached
over and stroked him for a few moments until he came all over his
own stomach. She coldly rolled over and said goodnight. He half
expected it was a joke until he came back from cleaning up and
she was asleep.
“Well, it’s never OK to “beat your ass” as you say, and you know
I wouldn’t. Those swats on your butt were to make you stop and
think, because you know that I know how much you hate it.” Joe
said to break her reverie.
“I know you would never hurt me!” She said with a big smile and
hug up to his chest where he seized the opportunity to sweep her
up in his arms and take her to the bathroom.
“Let’s have a sexy shower, touching and washing.” Joe suggested.
“OK, that sounds like fun and I’ll get some of the tenderness I
think I’ve been missing.” Selena giggled.
“Not missing Essy! It’s been there, you’ve just been so deep into
that school work you forgot how much you needed it.” Joe said as
he set her down outside the shower door.
“I’ll make it all up to you Joey, I promise.” She pouted.
“I don’t need you to make it up to me, I KNOW you love me. Just
catch yourself when you feel you’re slipping. Lord, you need a 10
step program for studying disorders.” Joe quipped.
“You’ll never wake up alone on a special day like this again.”
She said as she pulled him into the shower. “We are all we have,
it’s just you have to share me with school, for now. Just think
we’ll be together in Manhattan in a couple weeks.”
They enjoyed a long kiss under the hot spray before beginning to
tease and wash each other. The shower was always their private
cocoon where warm and slippery touches and caresses teased their
sexual appetites. Actual sex in the shower had become rare now,
with them preferring to build the anticipation for the bedroom
where they never had to race the hot water tank.
“I see something that’s screaming for attention. Why don’t we go
to bed and take care of it? I may find just the right itch for
that thing to scratch.” Selena said as she reached out with the
towel and held Joe’s package up for inspection.
“Ummm, sounds nice, but do you think we have time before we go to
your mothers?” Joe wondered.
“MY MOM’S! Holy crap I told her I would be there at eleven to
help! What time is it?” Selena realized.
“Five after eleven. You better get dressed and go.”
“What about little junior there?”
“He’ll have to be happy with the attention you gave him earlier.
We have Friday, Saturday and Sunday if I can keep your nose out
of the books, and remember,” he said as he pulled her close
making sure his stiffie poked at her belly, “we have the rest of
our lives once all of this is over, and we’ll have a ball getting
there.”
Selena gave his cock a squeeze and ran to the bedroom to get
dressed. She combed out her hair knowing she could finish at her
Moms. The company wasn’t expected until after noon so she had
time to fix up down there.
Their day at the Hanson’s was a great one with Joe meeting a lot
of the relatives for the first time, mostly from her mother’s
side. Most interesting was Selena’s cousin Rhona. “Roe” was
Selena’s age and were best pals when they were children, often
spending summers and vacations together until they were 12 or 13.
Once they began puberty there was a natural competition between
them and the closeness never survived. Doses of each other
measured in hours rather than days kept them close and civil.
Selena had become curvy and womanly while Rhona remained a
“stick”, tall and thin. While Selena hadn’t been allowed to date,
Rhona’s parents let her date and wear make-up at 15. She held no
threat to anyone Selena may have been interested in, but the fact
she could go out was always brought out in their competitiveness.
Now, in her early 20’s Rhona had somewhat blossomed. Still tall
and quite thin, she had small but pert breasts and an amazingly
shapely, but tiny hiney. She dressed provocatively and always
accented the curve of her ass, knowing it was quite pleasing to
the eye. Once she set her sights on Joe she was determined to
make Selena see she could draw his eye. She may have been able to
catch Joe’s eye, but she didn’t have a prayer at his heart.
“Roe, you and Selena haven’t been together for years. I hope you
two get a chance to reacquaint yourselves again.” Betty Hanson
said after all of the initial greeting when Roe came into the
door with her family.
They hugged and caught up a bit just as Joe made his way in the
house. He had walked down to have just one car there and arrived
about 12:45.
“Roe, this is my fiancé, Joe Johnson.”
“Is this the guy you’re living with? Wow, so handsome and
experienced.” Roe said under her breath with a low laugh.
“No, this is the man with whom I share part of my life with. The
rest is spent in my dorm at school. We are getting married after
I graduate and get settled in my job.” Selena said, almost in a
sneer. “Then I’ll share ALL of my life with him.”
“Well Lord, I hope you find something fast then.” Roe said in a
condescending tone.
“Find WHAT fast?” Selena asked screwing up her face in confusion.
“A JOB!” Roe answered with a sly smile.
“I have a job, for God’s sake, Roe. I’ll have made my first
million by the time I’m 25!” Selena proclaimed.
“All right you two. Can’t you just get along? I thought you were
kissing cousins. Don’t be so sensitive Selena. There’s no reason
to attract attention. This is a Holiday.” Joe said stepping in.
Both girls looked at each other, then smiled and hugged. Joe went
up the landing to say hello to Betty and Scott leaving the two to
resolve their issues.
Roe looked at Selena. “A million huh? Is that how you keep that
fox happy?”
“You’re impossible Roe. He’s already a millionaire a few times
over. We love each other for who we are. Do you have to be so
shallow?” Selena said as she went up the stairs to introduce her
Joseph to her relatives.
Later in the day when Joe and Selena had a chance to be alone,
Joe asked, “What’s the deal with your cousin? She’s said some
pretty overt things to me today and rubbed up against me more
than necessary. If I WAS interested I would be afraid of hurting
the little thing and aren’t we an obvious couple?”
“Joe since I grew breasts she has been jealous of me and in
competition. We used to be such close relatives and now she’s
very petty. She has, or maybe had a boyfriend at Poly and has
been up to visit a lot and never even called me. She calls my
mother and that’s it. With her boyfriend not here today I suspect
they may be over with.”
“Well, the tension with you two is pretty intense.” Joe surmised.
“Actually I’m fine. She just likes to push my buttons. I’m not
worried about her stealing you away, but she thinks she can drive
the wedge.”
“Not to worry Essy,” Joe said as he pulled her close and
whispered in her ear. “I’m in love with the smartest and best
looking woman I’ve ever laid eyes on. She is a ditz with the body
of a 14 year old, and I’m not into that.”
She kissed him back and joined the family for coffee and
goodbyes.
As soon as Selena’s Mustang was free to move in the driveway she
and Joe slipped out quietly. Selena didn’t want another
confrontation with Roe and she had enough of family gossip and
trivialities for the day.
When they got home they went right to the bedroom and pulled out
lounge clothes and began to unwind from the long day.
“Your mother’s sisters seem nice. Not as pretty as Betty, but she
obviously takes great pains and makes the effort to look great.
But I had a chance to talk with them and I think I made an
impression.”
Selena turned red and twirled away as she continued to undress.
“What? What did I say?” Joe asked with a big smirk knowing Selena
flushed over something.
“Good God! Both of them told me you had a great ass! God, I was
mortified! I think the 3 of them would screw you if they had the
chance!” Selena blurted out.
“Believe me, your Mom and your aunts are no competition, you know
who I love.”
Selena was stepping into sweats when she suddenly stopped.
“Joey, why don’t we just get into bed? We’ve been short on alone
time and I’d really love to just lay and hold you, talk and
whatever.”
“Uummm, that does sound nice. Can you give 5 or 10 minutes to
check the Japanese markets to see if Slim sent me any rushes? Our
markets are closed here but we have a lot tied up over there and
without our markets to color the prices there might be something
to jump on. I’ll be fast, I promise.” Joe asked.
“That’s OK, it will give me a few minutes to take care of
something myself.” She answered.
Joe pulled his t-shirt back on to go with his sweats and went to
his office. His message lights were blinking and he knew Slim had
sent him a message. He logged into his email and found Slims mail
with the html link in it. Slim made you go through hoops to get
his messages to be sure he wasn’t hacked. After logging in he
found a warning on one Nippon index price, but Joe attributed it
totally to the Holiday, but saw another tip that caught his eye.
A popular American meat packer wanted to expand to the UK and
Japanese markets with a line of cured turkey products that were
like ham and bacon, just less fat. Turkey itself had made great
inroads in both UK and Japan in the past year as more and more
Americans moved overseas. As the big bird was found in more and
more markets, more and more natives were experimenting with it.
Slim showed how both countries, and many others in the same
economic pool, were selling health consciousness at high levels.
He thought it was a great buy at the price, already up 30 per
cent in just a few days and even if it bottomed out in a week, he
shouldn’t lose that much on the risk. Slim wanted 25,000 to play
with on it and Joe freed it up. He could tell from the video mail
that Slim was excited and he felt it was all worth it.
He sat back in the leather chair and looked at the notes he had
taken from Selena’s hands that morning and tidied them up. He
knew she would be back at it Friday afternoon as Black Friday
shopping wasn’t for her.
What little action he might find in the worldwide markets
wouldn’t make much of a difference to his portfolio so he knew he
had a relaxing few days until Sunday morning and then again
Sunday evening. He began to look forward to the time in Manhattan
with Selena and his New York friends. It would be a great break,
working off the laptop in the morning and having the rest of the
day to relax, then the nights and weekends with Selena.
He broke his little daydream and remembered Selena waiting for
him.
As he made his way back to the bedroom he saw the soft glow
coming from the room and smiled. She had candles going!
When he walked in he saw she had 4 pillar type candles going
around the room and had changed the bed sheets to passion purple
satin. She originally hated any of the satin sheets he had before
they met, because she knew they were what he screwed other girls
on, but she was passed that now. She had no worries about Joe and
his fidelity.
“With those satin sheets, how am I supposed to catch you?” He
asked.
“You could always tie me down.” She growled.
“Do you think I’ll have to?”
“We’ll see.”
Joe stripped off his clothes and underwear and slid (literally)
into the bed beside Selena as she held the sheet open for him.
Immediately she draped her upper body over his and hugged him
tightly.
“Oh God, you smell and feel so good.” She said as she pressed her
nose to his hairy chest and rubbed her face into him.
Joe enveloped her in his arms and rolled over onto her scooting
up and straddling her chest, his penis between her breasts.
“Don’t ask me why, but I’ve had the greatest urge to do this all
day. Your cleavage has been a tease to me all day.” He sighed.
“Mmmmm, thank God for the wonder bra. Thank you Victoria Secret!”
She said with a smile as she pushed her breast around him and he
stroked a few times.
Then as quick as he was on her, he pivoted on one knee and slid
beside her. Their mouths met in a flurry of tongue and sloppy lip
noises.
“I love you so much; I just wanted to eat you up all day.” He
said in a whisper between breaths.
“Your dick between my titties gave me a few ideas. I want to eat
you up too.” She breathed out in a satisfying groan.
“Do you mind tasting yourself on me? I want to be inside you
right now, just for a moment I want to feel your warmth.” Joe
said as he dropped his hand to one of her pretty butt cheek and
coaxed her to roll away so he could spoon her.
With a nudge he found her wetness and pushed as far as he could
into her.
“Hnnnnnnnnnnnnn!” she groaned at being filled so fully and
quickly.
Ohhhhhhhh!” Joe groaned a split second later as the warmth of
her pussy gripped his blood engorged cock.
“You feel so awesome!” He said as his mouth attached to her neck
and then turned her mouth to his as his fingers filled with her
breasts.
He pressed as deep as he could into her and rolled up onto her
trying to keep his mouth attached while his fingers pinched at
her nipples and she squealed into his mouth.
“Oh Joe, go animal on me! Ram me, slap my ass!” She cried out in
passion.
Joe leaned back and let her mouth go and plowed deep back into
her as his hand came down hard on the exposed side of her ass. W
H A C K ! rang out in the room as he hugged her close and
kissed her hard on the mouth and grabbed her nipple.
“No, I’ve got to make sweet love to you now and I want to eat
your pussy, your ass, all of you.” He said as he slipped from her
and spun on the slick sheet-tops. He pressed his mouth to her
crotch and licked her smooth pussy hard just before she turned
around to face his cock.
Joe buried his face between her legs as her mouth cleaned her
own juices from the tip of his cock and then the shaft. In
moments she was sucking him as he fucked his hips to her face
while he licked at her pussy. She put her hand to his hip to get
him on his back so she could tend to him at her pace. As her
fingers toyed at his balls he slipped his tongue up to her
asshole and licked it clean, if it was dirty at all. The little
aperture was draw-string taut when he started and quickly opened
up and softened to his tongue caresses as he held her open with
his hands.
He knew now that her little clit was ripe and he dove for it as
one hand slipped over and slid a thumb up her wet asshole
rosette.
Her cry at the intrusion was muffled by the fat cock in her
mouth, but she pushed onto his digit anyway. While being filled
back there right now wasn’t on her mind, the tease made naughty
thoughts run through her mind as she massaged his cock with her
lips and tongue while fingering his balls.
Alternately flicking her clit and sucking it had her squirming
and growling over his cock. Little cums lined up and shot through
her as she spread her knees a bit to push at his mouth hard and
bear down for a big orgasm.
When she added a hand to his spit-slicked cock to stroke him he
went in rhythm to her strokes with his tongue. He was going to
let her control how fast and hard she came.
She cried out over his cock not wanting to stop her butter churn
motion, but it was getting harder to concentrate on both deeds
while her pussy prepared to explode.
Selena was close to her own apex when Joe’s juice began to flow
in her mouth. He was so intent at her pleasure he held back as
long as he was able and his body would let him stifle now more.
He hummed deeply into her pussy as his tongue continued to
assault her clit, now ready to burst.
She was still swallowing his cream when she almost choked as
spasm gripped her and she bore down on his spent cock and tried
to dislodge herself from his mouth and thumb. He gave her one
more hard kissing suck and let her pull off him as she rolled to
his side letting him slip from her mouth.
She lay for a long moment holding her pussy with both hands
before she scrambled like a hungry puppy to his side cuddling
into his chest.
In about 5 minutes they both began to breath normally and settle
into more comfortable positions, still holding each other.
They looked each other in the face and both smiled, and then
laughed out loud before they hugged and then kissed wet and
sloppy sharing each others tastes. Little by little they broke
apart and light conversation was struck up and they talked
intently for an hour about everything relevant in their lives.
Life was good again after a few little trips. The roll-up to
Christmas vacation and her internship was going to fly by as they
both heavily anticipated their lives together.
Chapter 40
Going back to school for the final week before the one month
break was easier than usual for Selena. She finished the full
rough on her thesis and would submit it to Doc Stevens before the
break. He didn’t take such an interest in all of his students,
but Selena and her situation with WSG totally piqued his
interest, not to mention the fact that he was gleaning things
from her introspection and thought process. He knew she was a
special student and one of the few he would put in his own
category. Considering that almost 20 years ago the studies of a
young man named Joe Johnson had a similar effect on him, he
wondered how and why they had been drawn together; if it was an
effect of their brain power or success drive.
Lucy had been excited about going home to introduce Jeromy to her
parents. They would be apart until Christmas week and then he
would join her for her family’s Christmas. Jeromy’s family was in
Germany, his Dad was in the Army, and hadn’t planned a reunion
until graduation. The cost of flying to see them was just too
prohibitive. Letters, phone calls, and video would have to do in
the meantime.
“Once you leave here on Friday, you won’t be back for anything,
right?” Lucy asked.
“No, I don’t think so. I’ll pack up here, and then pack at Joe’s
on Saturday and we’re off New York on Sunday morning. Why?”
Selena asked.
“Well Jeromy has the whole weekend off from work and when I leave
on Monday I won’t see him for 2 whole weeks. I really want to be
alone with him as much as possible. Actually I want to strip him
Friday night and not see him any other way until Monday morning.”
She said laughing. “Actually my period is due Sunday or Monday so
I hope it holds off.”
“Just be glad you’re getting it. You have too many plans to be
making babies.” Selena chimed.
“Don’t even THINK about THAT! I’m on the patch AND he uses
condoms during my fertile time. If I get it on Sunday it will
mean butt-sex and blowjobs for the farewell.” Lucy said with a
chuckle.
“Good Lord Lucy! You can be so crude when you talk about such a
tender moment.” Selena scolded her.
“Oh, it’s just girl talk, me and you. It’s all lovemaking. He’s
so tender and sweet. He won’t even use the word blowjob, and he
makes the other very pleasant and enjoyable for me.” Lucy
confided.
“Love never hurts. Live by that and you’ll always be happy. NOW,
I have to get to math class. We have a quiz today and tomorrow
that’s supposed to be a quarter of our mark. When we asked what
to study she told us, the class so far. I should be OK, but a lot
of 4.0’s could go to 3.9 if she bombshells us. I’m going to start
packing tonight after dinner. I’m getting an Italian garbage
bread for dinner, want to share?” Selena said as she was walking
out of the dorm.
“Sounds good, but I won’t be here until 7, OK?” Lucy called out
as the door was about to close behind Selena, who cried out,
“That works!” just as the door clicked.
……………………………………………..
Selena got back from class and ordered the dinner she promised to
share with Lucy when she saw her campus message service button
blinking.
“Damn, I bet Lucy is late!” She said as she pushed the playback
button.
“Hey Essy, things are a little screwed for next week. I’m gonna
have to stay in town at least Monday and Tuesday. There are legal
things for the Company that I can’t proxy. Think about driving
down yourself in my car and I’ll train in to meet you, or fly and
cab or what. Anyway you want to do it. Call me. I love you!” Joe
voice boomed over the little speaker.
“Shit, I knew something would happen.” She said aloud before
thinking to
herself.
“As much as I would LOVE to drive down,” she thought, “Once I get
in Manhattan I might freak and if I got mark on Joe’s little car,
he would freak. The Mustang is too big to fit in Joseph’s space.
Maybe I’ll just take the train down and call for a driver and let
Joe worry about the traffic.”
Five minutes later she had called Amtrak and made a reservation
and called the car service to meet the train. Then she called
Joe.
“Hi lover, I’m going down on the train, you can HAVE the driving
in that place.” She said as soon as he answered.
“Whatever makes you happy, I’ll make the arrangements.” He said
confidently.
“Done. Already done. I got Amtrak and the car service taken care
of. I just have to call Joseph when the train pulls in and he’ll
take care of me.” She giggled.
“Take care of you?” He asked indignantly.
“Well, my husband to be just leaves me alone in the big city, and
I get sooo lonely!” She kidded
There was a time when I wouldn’t have left you in the same
building as Joseph, believe me.” He laughed.
“You see? Good women set you guys straight, settle you down.”
“Wait till you get home Friday night, you’ll see how settled down
I am.”
“Promise or threat?” She asked.
“I need you Essy. I can’t wait until the Holiday Break, the
summer and the five years we’ll live together and the rest of our
lives. These weeks apart when you’re so close have me fucking
crazy. Don’t fault me because I love you so.” Joe admitted.
“Joseph, I don’t doubt your love for a moment, and don’t think I
don’t lie in bed and think about you. We made our plan, we stuck
to it and it’s worked. No regrets, OK? We’ll be fine by the time
you get there Tuesday night and we’ll have almost 2 weeks
together there, and then back home for another two weeks. Oh,
there’s the bell, our dinner is here. Call me tomorrow and I
can’t wait till Friday either. I love you!!”” she said as she ran
to the door hanging up the phone.
Selena opened the door to look outside and confirm it was the
delivery guy, and let him up. Lucy was close behind and they
enjoyed their last dinner together of the Fall term. Their paths
would only cross in the mornings for the rest of the week. Friday
at 2 pm Selena finished her last class and was back at the dorm
to pack things she might need for the month vacation. By 4
o’clock she was pulling up the drive to Joe’s place (even though
he called it “theirs”). Joe wasn’t there, finishing his first day
in legal confab with lawyers as they began finalizing the
beginning of transfer of Johnson Construction to the employees.
He would be in the courts Monday and Tuesday as well, missing the
first 2 days of her adventure. But she knew Joe was fulfilling
the dream of Joe’s father, to turn the company over to the people
who made it. She knew that Joe’s late foray into government
bidding and contracts pushed the company’s net worth up to the
point where the turnover became feasible, but still the blood,
sweat and tears of his father formed the wide base the company
grew from.
She knew Joe would be happy/sad when he got home, not to mention
worn out from sitting knee deep in legalese and red tape all day.
She quickly got her things into the house and began to lay things
out on the guest bed for packing. She pondered her future as she
worked.
She was proud of the confidence she felt about taking Charles
Fords place at WSG while he recovered from open heart surgery.
She spoke with him at length Thursday night from her dorm going
over her place and responsibilities at WSG. He had every
confidence in her and showed it in his words to her. He promised
her that in the summer when they became the “group of 6” she
would be a full fledged part of the team and would never have to
feel junior. He told her of a conference call between the Dean at
PolyTech, her mentor Doc Stevens, and the entire group of 5” that
had taken place in the last 2 weeks. It was a call to reinforce
the scholarship program at PolyTech through WSG. Selena had been
the first recruit and her selection was in the opinion of all,
the perfect one. Not one in the conference could express any
doubts about her abilities or her future. He knew she would be a
bit nervous and he wanted her to know that she was the keystone
to the future of Wall Street Global and 100’s of thousands of
investors around the world who trusted them. No one would look
over their shoulder at her to be sure she was keeping up, she was
a proven commodity.
Her confidence was now unshakable and she thanked Joe for
reinforcing the ethic she now had. He was her light, and she his
now. She began to think of him coming home soon and how she would
greet him. He would be mentally exhausted and perturbed that he
had to send her to New York alone after promising he would be
with her the whole time. He didn’t express that in words, but the
tenor of his voice when he first told her told her of his hurt.
She wanted him to know that it was OK and she could handle New
York alone for a few days and even longer if she had too. She had
crossed that threshold of self-confidence. Thinking of Joe made
her flush with excitement, knowing how happy he made her mentally
and physically; specifically sexually. As she laid out the last
few things that would go into her bags, carefully counting
specific daily needs, her thoughts turned to sex and her Joseph.
She had to touch herself to rub away a pang of need from her
loins as she licked her lips thinking of how much he enjoyed her
mouth and how she could love and please him with it. She had to
sit down as thoughts of him licking and touching her with his
tongue and how he drove her crazy with passion. However, her
overriding thoughts were about pleasing him and how her body
reacted when she had him in her mouth. The smooth warmth on her
tongue and lips, the feral smell of his genitals as they
brightened with passions blood and the tastes they produced as
they engorged. She craved the sounds of his pleasured passion and
his touch as he preened her hair and cheeks with his fingers in
his devotion to her. She thought about the taste of his seed and
the force of it as it hit her tongue and throat. It was enough to
give her an orgasm in concert with his vocal worship of her and
the beat of his heart that she felt in her lips as they coursed
over him.
She flushed as she tried to wipe her thoughts away so she could
keep her mind on track until he got home. She sat on the edge of
the bed with her hand between her legs once again trying to calm
her horny pangs. “Good Lord,” she thought, “How I love this man
and the total pleasure of life her brings me.”
She got up from the bed and set about to get her travel cases out
and begin to fill them with the essentials she had already laid
out. If her wants had cooled, just packing their underwear began
to flame them. Her thongs, silken panties, and Joe’s special
things she had bought him had her mind turned to one thing again.
“Damn!” she thought, “If he isn’t home soon I’ll have to change
my panties.” The thought made her chuckle a bit because she knew
she was thinking like a horny teenager, but Joe had that effect
on her when she was anxious to see him.
She rolled underwear into neat rolls and slipped them into clear
plastic tubes she had gotten from Lucy at Christmas. It was a
neat way to travel with an assortment of under things and usually
made her think of her friend, but Lucy was not on her mind this
late afternoon.
Selena dropped everything when she heard the whirr of the garage
door opener. She ran to the bedroom bath and glossed her lips. As
the elevator door opened she was waiting for her Joe hoping he
was in a good mood after his long day.
The door opened and a sullen faced Joe Johnson was slumped
against the back wall of the elevator car. He peeled himself from
the wall and came out with an anticipatory look at Selena as she
greeted him with a big hug.
“Oh baby, is it great to see YOU! What a horse-shit day!” He said
as he pecked her on the lips and embraced her tightly, almost
falling into her.
“You would think that the idea of turning over a company to the
employees that helped build its success would be looked at nobly.
The state, the courts and pinhead lawyers are making my Dad and I
look like monsters. I know they’re looking to protect the
employees, but they try to make us look like carpetbaggers.
Ughhhhh, I don’t even want to think about it.” He said as he
broke his hug and headed for the bedroom.
“I HAVE to get out of these clothes and get a drink.” He said as
he began to take off his topcoat and suit jacket.
Selena didn’t want to attack him right here and now, not wanting
to minimalize
her concern for what was happening and what he had been through
and make her horniness the issue. She would wait for the right
moment.
Joe put his topcoat on a hanger and began to slip out of his suit
jacket when he turned to her.
“I hope your last day of the semester was better than mine. Did
you get your stuff up here? Can we change into house clothes or
do we have to go to the dorm and pack up?”
“I have everything up here and we can crash for the night. I’ve
even got some of our packing done. Let me change and I’ll pour
you a drink.” She said.
Selena pulled off her top and unsnapped her bra, turning to her
dressing chair to get a lounging top. She slipped down her slacks
and was grabbing the matching bottoms when she heard, “cute ass”
from Joe.
She turned and smiled at him as he just finished gathering his
jewelry (cuff links, tie clasp, collar rod) to set on the dresser
as he loosened his tie. He smiled brightly back at her as he
pulled his tie out and began unbuttoning his shirt. She didn’t
think this was quite the moment to seduce him, his mind still
racing about the court, it seemed.
He stripped off his shirt as she pulled up her bottoms and headed
for the bar to pour him a drink. Just as she walked past him he
took her hand and pulled her close.
“Hello beautiful, did I tell you how much I loved you between
spitting about our legal system.” He said as he hugged her
tightly to his nude upper body.
“I know you love me, and that’s all I care about. I know you’re
in a bad mood and I’ll let you vent for a while.” She said as she
began to pull away.
He pulled her back. “Hey, you’re always number one and I always
have the time for you, and nothing makes a difference as long as
you’re near me.”
“You sure?” She said as she smiled.
“You’re afraid of a bad mood?”
“Not exactly, it’s a . . . ummm . . . I just wanted your full
attention, that’s all.” She said as her hand moved down his chest
to the front of his suit pants. “I was real horny here, really
wanting you, thinking about you, but I knew you might come home
frazzled and irritated and . . . “ She began before hesitating.
“That person is gone Essy, I’m yours. You’re always number one.”
He said as he hugged her head to his shoulder.
She kissed his shoulder and then down his chest, taking time at
his nipples until she pushed him back to the edge of the bed and
he sat down. She went to her knees and undid his belt, then the
clasp and slipped down the zipper.
“Lift up so we don’t wrinkle these.” She advised with a smile as
he did as asked.
She took the suit pants and folded them neatly and set them on
the end of the bed and then turned to him using both hands to
caress his hardened cock through his briefs.
“I want to take these off so I can have all of you.” She said as
he hooked her thumbs in the edges of his underwear and pulled
them down as he helped her.
She knelt up quickly and put the head of his cock in her mouth
and lovingly lolled her tongue over and over it before holding up
his balls in her other hand and pecking each one. She fit her
mouth over the top of his cock and went down as far as she ever
took him up and down and then came up smiling.
“I haven’t known many of these, but I love sucking your penis. It
feels so good and tastes so good in my mouth. It’s so perfect and
fits so right. I love it. I’ve been thinking about doing this for
an hour here.” She said before she went down on him again like it
was the staff of life. She closed her eyes and pumped her hand in
motion with her mouth up and down slurping and making wet noises.
“Mmmm, you taste so good! Are you going to give me a big load of
cum? You know I always eat you right up because I love to taste
your love. That magic juice that makes babies is so delicious it
makes me cum.” She said to him with a grin that was enough to
make him cum.
He had leaned back on his elbows while she fucked him with her
mouth and now he was lifting his hips, ever so slightly, to her
bobbing.
“Oh God! You’re getting me! UNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!” He growled as his
orgasm neared.
Selena kept her hand in motion but had just the head of his cock
in her mouth as she ran her tongue over and over the tip waiting
for the shot from his balls. She felt the surge in her hands just
before it hit her mouth.
“MMMMM………….MMMM………..MMMM…..mmmmmmmmm” She hummed as she washed
his load down with swallow after swallow. Her right hand had left
his cock and shot into her pajama bottoms to soothe her clit
which had become tender and itchy for touch. She came seconds
later as she thrust her mouth down over him as it happened.
He heard her gag a bit then slowly raise her head from him and
slump back onto the backs of her legs, her hand still in her
pants as her spasm ebbed. She jolted in pleasure sending her head
from hanging in her chest to flipped back looking straight up.
“Oh Godddd, I wanted that so bad my baby!” She blurted out as she
blew out a cleansing breath.
Joe slipped off the bed to his knees and went to his love. He
took her slumped form into his arms and fell back with her on top
of him. Her soft warm form next to his skin in her soft pajamas,
the smell of passion on her fingers that gripped his shoulders,
and the smell of his cum on her breath all added up to an
auto-erotic cocktail that began to firm his cock again. It wasn’t
a raging stiffy but he knew it had to be inside her. He wanted to
roll over onto her but she resisted that move, not knowing his
intentions. His hands went to the waistband of her bottoms and
pushed down. She got the idea and helped him, sitting up
momentarily. She sat astride him and bent to kiss his lips and
face. He flexed his cock under her as it lay on his belly and she
sat up and reached for it. When she felt it was not shrinking
away she lifted her ass and wedged the head between her pussy
lips and took it in.
The both sighed in satisfaction as she lay on him to neck and
enjoy her fullness.
“This feels soooo good.” She whispered to Joe. “Just being inside
me right now is, just right, I guess I can’t put it in words. You
usually go away for a while before . . . you know.”
“You’re just so sexy tonight. I don’t know if he’ll work again
right away, but when I smelled your juices on your fingers and
you felt so soft, . . um I don’t know, but it’s really hot.” Joe
said nervously as he slid his hands over her hips and held her
ass in his hands.
“We’re getting so close Joey. Pretty soon it will be just me and
you. No more school. Together every day in the city, weekends
back here. Oh God, I can’t wait.” She said softly in his ear.
“It’ll be almost perfect, and when we retire it WILL be perfect.
Remember Jamaica, and last summer? It’ll be like that all the
time. The next two weeks will be pretty special too. I’m sorry I
can’t be there until Tuesday night, but wait until you see
Christmas Season in New York City, it’s so romantic.” Joe said
bubbling.
Selena giggled in his ear and hunched up on him letting his hands
get a fuller grip in her pretty butt halves.
“Touch my hiney, my little hole. Get some wet from us and tease
me there. That’s what you’re getting Tuesday night. I’ll think
about you all day going up inside my ass, your big hard cock
inside my very core. Ooooo I can feel you growing right now, you
like that talk. You’re getting fat inside of me. I think I’m
going to get good and fucked right now, huh?” She said with a
giggle.
Joe had just reached down to where his cock rested inside her
smooth pussy and wiped some of her cream onto his finger. He
circled it around her little opening as it responded to his
playings. He felt her clench as if trying to draw him in, but all
it served for was to excite his cock with her muscle movements.
As his cock expanded to its full length and girth he saw her
smile strangely with her comment about being “good and fucked”.
“Get your feet flat on the floor.” He said as he pulled her face
close to his and he had her eye to eye.
He felt her shift right and then left to do as he asked. She was
now squat right over him, her pussy resting right on his cock.
“Raise up.” He said as she obeyed, and then dropped onto him,
thinking she was going to ride him.
“No, rise up and hold there!” He said impatiently.
She repeated her earlier position but this time he flexed his
hips up to sheath her again, drop down and slam back up,
repeating the move over and over.
Her eyes fixed on his with a look of shock and awe as her face
fell emotionless, it seemed. She had never felt him as deep as he
flexed his hips into her at this angle, not to mention the almost
total contact with her clit. Her hands were already in his as she
sought leverage to withstand his thrust, but when she lowered a
bit more the contact with her clit intensified as well as the
head of his cock massaging close to her g-spot.
Her athleticism allowed her to hold her body in the position as
he went at her like a jackhammer. The ambient sound of the house
was now only the slaps of his hips to her sex and her deep grunts
as her g-spot sponge began to fill. Her eyes were like lasers to
his, emoting the physical pleasure she felt as well as her
passion for him. Then her eyeballs went back in her head as he
felt more weight upon his hands, her grunts and voice cracking
turning into a shrill hum-like noise from deep in her voice box.
It held that piercing pitch until . . .
“OHHHHHHHHH, . . . . . GWPPP, . . . . . GAKKKKK.” She spat out
as if possessed before she showered his body with her ejaculate
and dropped hard onto him.
She fell limp in his hands and her head dropped beside his, a
groan escaping her throat as if to surrender and then quickly she
lifted again and resisted against his hands and Joe responded by
beginning to slam at her again.
Eight or ten more slaps rang out before she repeated her previous
cries and actions while she held rigid and stiff releasing her
fluid cum onto him and the floor before she fell limp back onto
him. His ear filled with the throaty breaths of exhaustion as she
puffed hard into it.
“Ohmigod, Ohmigod, Ohmigod!” She exclaimed in his ear and then
rolled off him with a wet slurp as he left her pussy.
She remained on her side facing away from him, still breathing
heavy.
“Can you cum Joey, are you ready? Fuck me! Shoot me full.” She
demanded.
He rolled up to his side behind her and reached over her to latch
his fingers to one of her breasts as his other hand guided
himself to her wet slot.
“I was close, I was there, but I had to watch you.” He said
softly through his own labored breathing.
He pulled her close to him, his body almost enveloping hers as he
slid in and out of her on the wet area rug. He felt his cum
rising as he nuzzled her neck taking in her scent.
“I’m going to cum for you, fill you up!” He said as his
ejaculatory process began.
He held little control over the event, having cum just less
than15 minutes earlier. His spasm came and hit hard before he
could punch it home like he usually would.
“OHhhhhhhhh, Ummmm, Ummmmmm, Ahhh, Ahhh.” He cried out as she
felt him swell and release inside her.
Selena hummed in pleasure as his cock massaged her pussy and
filled it with his seed.
Joe stopped his stroking into her and fell over her breathing in
her ear. It took 10 minutes or more for the two of them to come
around and separate, laying flat on the wet rug.
“Can you wash rugs?” she said with a laugh.
He laughed along as he got to his knees and stood, extending a
hand for her. They went to the bath and showered themselves off.
They then retired to the bar and had the drink they started for
over an hour ago.
Their quiet evening in together was beginning to turn into a
drunken affair after 3 wines and nothing to eat.
“I’ve got to eash someshing before I get real drunk.” Selena
exclaimed
Joe laughed real hard at her slurs and repeated them to her.
“I said eash someshing?” She asked giggling as Joe nodded just as
the phone began to ring.
Selena picked it up to hear Lucy on the other end.
“Hey roomie! We’re down at Campus Pizza to pick up a pie and they
made up the wrong order when I said I had the coupon. I have an
18 cut and 24 wings. If you want we’ll bring them up and split
them, and we’ll understand if you want to be alone.”
“Hmmmm, Let me check with Joe.” Selena replied as she talked it
over.
Joe said it sounded good so Selena told Lucy, “Let’s eat!”
Selena went in and put on underwear so as not to give Jeromy a
show and then brought plates and napkins to the living room to
wait for their friends.
In no time there was a knock at the front door and after
exchanging hugs and handshakes, a lot of wolfing down of pizza
and wings by the ravenous four.
“I’m starved!” Selena said as she filled her plate.
“We are too. We really worked up a good appetite.” Lucy said
without thinking before she turned red, knowing what she
implicated.
Everyone looked at each other before bursting out laughing with
Joe and Selena admitting they were guilty of doing the same
exercises.
“Hey, you let the pressure get you down and you have to suppress
your urges all week. When free time comes you have to let loose.
I miss Joe so much I almost take the midnight ride up here, but
it really screws up my sleep and study habits.” Selena said in
their defense.
“Same here,” Lucy added. “If Jeromy and I spent every night
together my marks would be horse-shit, and so would his. We do
talk every night at some point, but our general rule is lunch on
days when our classes permit and Friday, Saturday and sometimes
Sunday nights. But tomorrow I’m going home and won’t see him for
two weeks until he comes to my house for Christmas. If we stayed
in the dorm we would be passed out in bed and worn out until when
I left tomorrow. We HAD to get out and getting food was the best
idea.”
“Luce, you were supposed to give Selena that message from that
girl we met outside the dorm tonight.” Jeromy added.
“Oh yeah! Do you know a girl named Roe? She’s a cousin or
something? Anyway she’s going to be here, not at Poly, but here
in town for the whole winter-spring semester. She’s need 6
credits and she’s taking them at East Valley Community?” Lucy
said, wondering if she got it right.
“Mmm, could be. I doubt I’ll ever see her. Her boyfriend goes
here and she comes up often to see him, but she never looks me
up.” Selena said, glad she didn’t have to deal with the flirty
drama queen.
“Well, I doubt that, she said she was going to be living with
your parents in your room.” Lucy told her incredulous friend.
“WHAT!” Selena screamed as she reached for the phone.
“Essy, wait until tomorrow to call your Mom; don’t get into it
tonight. If it’s true we’ll just have to deal with it. I think
your Mom would have called you. Let’s just keep the night
mellow.” Joe asked of her.
“Well, . . . OK. She just makes me think about doing bad things
to her, the spiteful bitch. She’ll do everything in her power to
get you into bed.” She said making a face.
“Gee whiz, just knowing you think so much of my character sure
does give me a boost.” Joe said sarcastically.
“Oh God Joe, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it like that!” She said as
she went to him and hugged him around his neck.
“Come on roomie, lighten up a little.” Lucy said patting her on
the leg.
“If this woman thinks that getting under your skin really
irritates you, she’s done a fabulous job.” Jeromy added.
“Let me just say that she always won every competition when we
were kids, and I could care less because we were so close and I
loved her. She’s my favorite aunt’s daughter and we were best
friends; spending summers together and writing the rest of the
year. Once I filled out, and she kept her 13 year olds body,
she’s been spiteful and mean, trying to sink every ship I
floated.” Selena explained.
“Look at what you have, why would you worry?” Joe asked.
“Because I’m afraid of what lengths she will go to.” She said
dramatically.
Lucy and Jerr looked at each other as if on a cue.
“Paranoia strikes deep, into your soul it will creep.” They sang
melodically before the 4 of them burst into laughter.
“Tooo-fucking-SHAY, you guys!” Selena said realizing they were
right.
The beers flowed and the pizza and wings were devoured as the
four shared laughs and told stories the rest of the night. Jeromy
was the only one who had to drive so he stopped his beers around
9. By eleven he declared himself OK to drive the short jaunt to
the dorm and the four said their goodbyes for the Holidays vowing
to get together again when school restarted.
Jeromy hadn’t pulled out of the driveway before Lucy sprawled
over towards Jeromy and reached for his crotch.
“How would you like your cock sucked, little boy?” She whispered
as she felt for his zipper and pulled it down.
“Actually ma’am I was saving myself to screw the daylights out of
my girlfriend.” Jerome faintly tried to resist.
“Your girlfriend’s pootie looks like IT was eating pizza all
night. I got my period while we were up there.” Lucy said as she
fished his hardening cock out of his fly.
By the time the reached the end of the block Lucy’s head was in
Jeromy’s lap sucking and teasing him.
As Jeromy tried to keep his mind on his driving while being
pleasured he had a question.
“Maybe we can try something else tonight?”
Lucy stopped sucking him for a moment just as they turned into
the dorm lot.
“I thought about trying the butt nasty again if I got my period.
You know I want to make you happy and once you’re in me it’s
pretty sexy, but . . the next day I’m pretty sore and I’ll
traveling all day tomorrow, sitting down.”
“We’ve only tried it twice and the first time you knew it wouldl
be sore. I can be real gentle and stop when ever you want.”
Jeromy prodded.
“I have a little voice telling me not to Jerr, for once I’m going
to listen to it.” She said as she finally sat up and faced him.
“Believe me I want to, I even told Selena it was how we would say
goodbye. I wouldn’t mind running around campus the next day, but
I have to sit for a long time tomorrow. Please don’t be mad.” She
said as she took his face in her hands and kissed him.
“I’m not mad, just disappointed I didn’t know that before was our
goodbye for a couple weeks.” Jeromy whispered.
“I’m making love to you now and when we get upstairs I’ll really
show you how much I love you.” Lucy said with a sexy smile.
“But how do I make you happy?” He asked.
“When you’re in my mouth and I look up at you, you make me VERY
happy. I can see how much you adore me and how much pleasure I’m
giving you. When you cum for me it makes me shudder and I usually
have to touch my little friend
And even with my period, that feels good. Don’t worry, I’ll be
plenty happy. Now put this little guy away so we can go upstairs
and finish what I started.” Lucy said with a little pat to his
cock.
They went up to the dorm, but Jeromy couldn’t hide the fact he
was slinking, as if he was uncomfortable.
Lucy went around and closed the shades and lowered the lights and
then went up to Jeromy and hugged him tightly. She broke the hug
and pulled her sweatshirt over her head baring her braless
breasts.
“Jeromy, just because you aren’t going to go inside of me doesn’t
mean you’re any less a man, or that I’m going to be disappointed.
Besides you’ll be inside my mouth and between my breasts. Don’t
you know that without even touching me you excite me? I can just
reach into my panties and touch my clit and I’ll be cumming
before you know it. I’m very private about my period and I’ve
never had anyone touch me there while I have it. Please don’t
make me feel guilty or fret yourself. I’ll be quite happy.” She
said trying to soothe his ego.
Jeromy hugged her tightly and ran his hands down over the ass
that he so enjoyed.
“Next month when it comes you’ll be home with me and even if we
have to go and rent a room, I promise you I won’t disappoint you.
You can have me as you want me. My Mom cooks at the school all
day and when school is in recess she works at the Boy’s Club
Daycare. My Dad drives a city bus and is out all day. In plain
words, we’ll have the house to ourselves. Now come over here and
sit in Selena’s study rocker.” Lucy assured him.
Jeromy went and began to sit when Lucy hollered to him.
“Your ass better be out of those pants when you sit down!” She
demanded.
While Jeromy stripped off his pants and underwear Lucy slipped
out of her pants and put on sweats that made her clit easily
accessible to her hands without tempting Jeromy with goodies he
couldn’t have.
She took a towel from her laundry and threw it to him.
“Here Jerr, put this on the seat, its gonna be cold and I may be
messy.” She warned.
Jeromy put the towel down and sat on the rocker while Lucy
brought over 2 pillows and put one on the floor for her knees and
the other behind Jeromy for his back. She knelt in front of him
and he leaned forward to kiss her wondering if he were the first
to sit in the chair for her as she seemed to have a routine down
pat.
She looked into his eyes and almost read his mind.
“Yes I have, but never as the kneeler, only as the sitter. OK?”
She said to clear his mind. He knew about her bi-sexual past and
accepted it.
Jeromy leaned back and Lucy got him to scoot to the edge of the
seat. She took his cock in her hands and stroked it back to its
glory of the parking lot a few minutes ago. As she did she bent
and kissed his ballsack and slathered her tongue all over him
cornering each nut for a special bath. She then sat back up and
leaned forward to his fat dick, pressing it between her breasts.
This was new to her not knowing it was a favorite of Jeromy’s
with his former love.
As she wrapped her arms around herself to press her flesh around
his she drizzled spit down and it quickly let the flesh move
easily as she began to move up and down, his cock trapped in the
warm tunnel.
“How’s that my lover?”, she began in a teasing whisper, “Does my
little play-cock like the way that feels? I could tell when I
kissed your balls that you have a nice big load for me, but don’t
squirt it here. I want that in my mouth so I can feel you rage
and taste your juice. I love to feel your hot cum spurt into my
mouth. You’re in such a state then and I know exactly how that
feels. Its reality confusion when you’ve played and gotten close,
played and gotten close, but suddenly that trigger sets things in
motion and you couldn’t stop if you wanted. Tell your body to do
anything but before it does, it’s going to orgasm. Now when you
get to that point tonight that cock-top will be in my mouth. I’ll
be sucking it to get that cum out, even though it doesn’t need
any help once you begin. I just can’t wait to have it shoot in my
mouth.”
Lucy saw Jeromy’s fingers tighten on the arms of the chair and
knew his time was near. In one motion she unwrapped her arms and
his cock sprung free, but she quickly caught it in her mouth. She
bore down hard and deep, over and over to the entrance of her
throat until she tasted his pre-cum. She added her hand around
the base to stroke while she kept the head in her mouth moving
her head up and down while her tongue played with the tender
underside.
He growled deep in his lungs as the first pulse of cum shot past
her fist and went to her waiting mouth. She caught it on the tip
of her tongue as the second splash went under her tongue. A third
plopped on her tongue and then he just oozed into her mouth as he
pressed it out of his balls for her. She let the firm plum slide
out to the tip where she kissed it as she swallowed what she had
and then pushed herself forward to continue massaging and
squeezing the head with her tongue and lips. His taste set off a
reaction in her and her clit cried for attention. As her oral
devotion continued she jerked with a start when her finger
touched herself. As her index finger held up her hood, she teased
her clit with her middle finger. Her clit was ripe and after less
than a minute she bent forward on his cock and she came herself.
Jeromy hadn’t seen her cum like this before and the sight of her
before him without her top, her hand down her pants, and her
mouth suctioned over three-quarters of his cock drew another
short spurt from him that choked and surprised her.
She quickly took her mouth off of him to cough and gag before
falling back on the floor laughing.
“Holy crap, Jerr. Where did that come from?” she cackled.
“Oh God!” he said as he grabbed his cock in his hand, “You were
such a sexy sight it just happened.”
“Take me to bed and hold me.” Lucy said she began to get up.
Jeromy stood and took her in his arms and picked her up. She put
her arms around his neck and he bent his neck to kiss one of her
breast. He took her to the bed and lay her down and joined her.
“I want so much to make love to you again, even though I know I
can’t.” She said.
“I know, but we’ll have other days, lots of them.” He replied.
“But probably not tomorrow either, I have to leave early and even
if I gave you my mouth, it would leave me frustrated on my trip.”
Lucy said thinking out loud.
“We don’t HAVE to make love every day we’re together.” Jeromy
said.
“You really don’t think so? Selena and I sat up talking one night
and surmised that you should always make love every day if you’re
together. You see couple who are inseparable, screwing like
bunnies at first, and end up as twice a monthers after a time.
First you miss one day, and then you miss two. Let the passion
live!”Lucy reasoned.
“You mean Selena and Joe are going at it everyday, still after
almost a couple years?” He wondered aloud.
“She says so, and lots of times twice, at least on days they’re
together, obviously. She and Joe are very sexy to each other all
of the time. I think we could find time for that too, couldn’t
we? How could you get sick of sex with the person you love?” She
said as she snuggled up to Jeromy and they fell asleep in each
others arms.
When they woke he would help her pack and get her on her way.
Lucy hadn’t left and his heart ached already. This was the first
time he felt this way about any woman, even his previous
girlfriend that he thought he might marry.
……………………………..
Chapter 41
After their Friday night of wings, pizza, beer, and good friends
talking Selena and Joe retired to their bedroom to continue their
previous love making before retiring. Together they prepared for
bed in the bathroom brushing and flossing teeth, washing their
face and hands, and then stripping off their comfy house clothes.
They slipped into the bed together and began necking like a
couple of high-school kids. When they broke Selena played in Joes
chest hair while resting her head in the crook of his arm. She
caught herself dozing for a moment and looked to Joe and saw he
had fallen asleep as well. She drifted off into her nights sleep
and neither of them heard a thing until after 10 on Saturday
morning.
The hum, grind, growl and haw of the snowplow at the end of
Sheridan disturbed the silence of the morning. Sheridan ended at
the top of the hill just 20 yards from the rock facing and 100
foot drop to the small patch of trees below before another of the
cities old neighborhood sections began. A high wrought iron
barricade prevented anyone stupid enough to jump or try and scale
the rocky side. Locals called it Troycliffs, but no one really
knew why.
In any event there was a small turnaround cul-de-sac at the dead
end, but hardly enough room for a plow to make an easy circle. It
usually ended up an eight or nine point turnaround with the sound
of the big engine and transmission in concert with the plow being
raised and lowered signaling the arrival of snow that morning, if
you were lucky enough to sleep until the plows came around. That
was always middle to late morning because the end of Sheridan was
always plowed last as plowmen feared the gear wrenching metal
workout might spell the end of the day for their equipment.
Selena woke and looked around to determine where she was and then
cuddled into Joe tightly.
“Snow Joe, were hopelessly stranded, too bad, huh?” Selena kidded
her barely awake lover.
“As long as I don’t have to go to court and I can spend the whole
day with you, I don’t care if there’s a foot of flowing lava out
there.” Joe mumbled as he rolled onto his side and Selena moved
up to spoon him.
“Mmmmm, you feel so warm and cozy my little sweetness.” He said
with a deep sigh as he took in her warming spoon.
“I’ll bet it’s a lot warmer inside.” She purred as she humped on
his hip.
“Ahh SHIT, I have to pee.” Joe spat out.
“So do I, you big baby. We can be back in bed in less than a
minute or so. I’ll go first and you roll into my warm spot and
when I come back we’ll switch.” She said as she leapt from the
bed in her birthday suit and padded off to the toilet.
True to her word she was back in no time and slipped in the bed
putting the bottoms of her feet, that had been cooled by the cool
tile in the bath, onto the tops of his thighs.
“AwwGEEZ, you’re FREEZING!” He said as he bounced up and went off
to pee himself, all the while grousing about the chilly air and
cold floor.
Before he came back to the bed he made a bee line to the
thermostat to add a few degrees to cover the unexpected welcome
to winter. Then he was back to slide in beside Selena, pulling
the comforter up as he did.
Selena sat up and leaned across the top of his chest and pasted
her mouth to his grinding her tits into his hairy chest. Their
tongues explored each others mouths until her hand slid over his
belly and to his cock. Her touch was all it needed to begin to
swell in her hand.
“Want to find out about how warm it is inside?” she purred in a
whisper as she rolled to her back pulling him with her. With
barely any effort his hardened cock found the entrance to her
pussy and he slipped in.
“Ohhhhhhhhh GOD! You are HEAVEN, Selena Hanson!” Joe said as he
ground into her trying to feel all the wet warmth of her pussy.
Joe looked her in the eyes and saw them pooling with happy tears
as she broke into a smile.
“You always tell me how beautiful I am, and I love to hear you
say those things to me, but now let me tell you. You, Joe, are
beautiful as well. You’re so handsome and pleasing to the eye
yourself, you know. Besides being the most wonderful person God
ever made, and he made you for me, I know, you have the kindest
face I’ve ever known. Your strong muscled arms and legs make me
so hot when we’re out on a beach and the sun makes you glisten,
and right here in the bedroom when you make love to me. Your
upper body is tight and strong and I can feel your muscles when I
put my arms around you like right now. That’s how beautiful I
think YOU are and I haven’t even talked about that beautiful cock
that’s stuffed inside me right now. It feels like a part of me, a
part that I love because of all the joy it brings me. It rubs all
of the right spots when it’s in me, like right now. It fills me
with hot dirty pleasure when it’s in my hiney and we fuck like
animals. It possesses me when I put it in my mouth and feel and
taste you. I feel your heart beat and your orgasm rise and taste
the pleasure I know I give you. You are beautiful too, Joe, and I
want you forever.” She said as tears rolled down the sides of her
face.
Selena’s tribute caught Joe off guard. Her words were things he
really already knew she thought, gleaned through her actions.
But, to hear them caught his heartstrings and if his love wasn’t
more intense for her now, it would never be. He was lost for
words and looked into her eyes, kissed away some of her tears and
told her she too was beautiful before he began to move in and out
of her wet sex with his super hardened cock.
She wrapped her arms around his head and pulled it close as she
opened her legs further and drew back her knees as his thrusts
began to pound into her and the accompanying slaps began to rung
in the room.
“Ugh, ugh, ugh, fuck me, ugh, ugh, ugh!” She grunted in the ear
she had pulled to her mouth.
Then she felt a squeal start from deep in her throat as an orgasm
began to ripple through her. She bounced her ass off the bed to
meet his powerful thrusts as her body shook and spasmed against
his. Her yelps of pleasure accented every thrust as orgasms swept
her from reality. Her arms loosened around his head and went
straight up as her body went into total spasm, for a moment
before she cried out the peak of her orgasm.
“HO HO HO HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! UGH UGH UGH GOD!” she cried out as
she came and Joe pushed his upper body up from hers locking his
arms as he watched her under him. Her writhing under him set the
short fuse on his own orgasm off. He closed his eyes and pursed
his lips as his face turned red and the pressure built in his
groin.
“ERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGHHHHHH!” He growled as he filled her with
his cum.
He felt her squeeze him with her pussy as he continued to pump
his cum into her. Then he unlocked his arms and fell on her as
they had begun.
“God, I love you!” He whispered to her. She answered by hugging
him tightly.
“Joey, you’ll have to let me up, you’re turning into dead
weight.” Selena whispered as he began to peel himself from her.
He knelt back and looked at his blonde beauty, all flushed with
that “just fucked” look on her face. She drew her knees up to
swing out past Joe to get off the bed. When she did, a copious
flow of Joes cum rolled out of her pussy.
“Don’t worry; I have to wash the sheets before I go anyway.” She
said getting up and running to the bathroom. Joe couldn’t help
watching her perfect ass scamper across the floor.
He knelt on the bed, his hands on his hips, his drooping cock
still glistening with her juices, a drop of his own cum at the
tip, thinking, “What did I do to deserve this? I have the perfect
love with the perfect woman. I please her in every way. She
pleases me in every way. We can make love for hours. We can talk
about life for hours. The things that interest me most, interest
her most. Things she loves, I’ve learned to love. Things I love,
she’s learned to love. Is there some thing I’ve missed?”
As he searched for an answer to the somewhat rhetorical thought
she called from the bathroom.
“Joseph, come and shower with me. I’ll wash you clean and you can
wash me.”
“No.” He thought. “There is nothing I’ve missed. She is me and I
her.”
In the shower they washed each other as if they were rare museum
pieces they each treasured and loved. Affectionate touching,
scrubbing and caressing made the whole experience an act of love.
There was no sex, just some teasing affection. There would be
time for love later. While the temptation to relieve passions
again so soon was hard to resist, it made the later experience
that much more satisfying.
After dressing and a quick breakfast of hot cereal and coffee
they were outside to shovel out their cars. The plow service had
already been to plow the end of the drive out, up to almost the
house. But Joe never wanted them too close to the house or garage
doors. The snow was plowed to just the edge of the lawn near the
stone barrier he had built that led up to the deck and pool area.
There wasn’t enough snow in this fall of around 6 inches to take
out the snow blower. Joe liked the workout of the shoveling and
the two of them made quick work of the job, not with out a
snowball and a snow down the back and blouse incident. They
played like 16 year olds flirting at school.
They finished the drive area and cleaned off Selena’s car which
should have been parked inside, but the snow was unexpected. They
then tackled the steps and walk leading up to the house. It took
about an hour to tidy up the walk and drive, including the sludge
left by the plow by the street. Foliage at the end of the drive
that kept his property pretty well hidden was bent over the drive
under the weight of the snow. As they walked back toward the
house they stopped to catch their breaths. Joe leaned against a
tree as Selena undid her scarf and opened the front of her coat.
“Whew! I’ve got to let some heat out. I’m starting to work up a
sweat.” She said smiling as she fanned herself undoing the top
button or two of her top.
Joe couldn’t resist the chance and bounced hard against the tree
sending a shower of snow caught up in the leaves of the small
hardy oak.
Selena screamed as snow went down her neck and front. She looked
at Joe with fire in her eyes and he knew enough to run as she
gathered a handful of snow for the payback.
“I’ll catch you old man and you’re going down like an open field
runner!” She screamed at him as she took off. She was much faster
than Joe in this situation and got the angle on him as he neared
the bank of snow the plow and they had made near the drive. She
came at him hard and hit him high as he ran, sending him into the
bank, she on top of him.
Quickly she grabbed handfuls of snow and pushed it down his coat
as he tried to stop her by hugging her close. In moments they
were laughing like children at each other lying in the snow bank
she tackled him into.
“I could have hit you low and put you out of commission old man.”
She told him face to face.
“Old man? Does that bulge you’re pressed against feel like an old
mans?” He asked with a sly grin.
“I just call you that because I know it bothers you. You picked
on me, so you get it right back.” She sing-songed to him.
“I figured, I just wanted to get it straight.” He chuckled.
“Straight? You want to get it straight? How ‘bout I took it right
out of your pants and got it straight right here?’ She asked with
her nose pressed against his.
“I call your bluff.” He said with a serious tone to scare her
off.
He felt her knee press up against him and pushed her body up a
bit and a hand went to the growing lump in his pants.
“There’s no bluff Joey, I’ll suck your sweet penis right here,
right in the snow.”
“Are you sure about that?” He asked waiting for her to back down.
However, there wasn’t a bit of “back-down” in her as he hand went
to the tab of his zipper and began pulling.
“Selena! Fun is fun, don’t be crazy!” He said as he began to try
and get up, but she pushed him back forcefully.
“Shush! No one will see us here and I think it sounds exciting.
Mmmm, the thought of tasting that right here in the snow,
outside? I’m not too proud to want you right here.” She said as
her hand fished into his pants.
She scrunched down before he could protest too much, knowing they
would not likely be seen.
“Maybe you can churn up a little soft ice cream for me.” She
giggled before her mouth went around the head of his cock.
Joe wanted to bolt up and get inside before anyone saw them but
the feel of her warm mouth took his breath away as he settled
back into the snow.
“Oh Selena, Essy baby! Let’s take it inside. We can’t do this
here!” He cried with little conviction as she went to town on
him.
She was a little worried about being caught, but the likelihood
was small. The fact she was doing something “naughty” made her
hot and want to do it even more. She wrapped her hand around him
and stroked him into her mouth in earnest knowing he couldn’t
take a lot of this sort of play. Joe knew he was close to
starting to cum when they heard a car at the end of the drive.
Selena shot to her feet and held out a hand to Joe to help him
up. By the time they got to their feet it became obvious that the
car was just turning around at the end of the dead end, but the
moment had been broken and they were half-way into the garage.
Joe hadn’t put his equipment away yet and it bounced as he walked
and Selena took him by the hand.
“OK, maybe it was a little risky, but I got a taste of what I
want.” She said as she led him onto the elevator to go up to the
main floor.
As soon as the doors closed she stopped the elevator car and
threw her coat to the floor and knelt on it. Joe turned to face
her as she undid the top buttons on her jeans and slid down the
zipper. As she reached for his cock her hand went into her pants.
She fit her mouth over the tip and paused looking up at him.
“Fuck my mouth Joey, cum with me. My pussy is so hot for you.”
“If your pussy is so hot why am I just fucking your mouth?”
Selena was already bobbing her head on his cock when she turned
her eyes up to his question.
“Let’s go to the sofa so I can eat that sweet pussy.” Joe
responded to her eyes.
Selena pulled off his cock and spun around on her coat and
reached for the elevator button, sending the car up.
She was frustrated and anxious as she stood up, pushing down her
jeans as she did. She was bending to unzip her boots when the car
door opened and she shuffled her self out. She kicked her boots
and jeans off and gave Joe a look before sitting on the back of
the sofa and falling into it.
“I almost HAD you in the driveway.” She blurted out, showing her
impatience with him.
Joe was pulling off his own jeans to finish his own undressing
and then knelt on the sofa near her mouth.
“Is this what you want?” He said as he aimed it at her lips.
Her mouth opened and she took him in. With her pink and perfect
little body before him and her expert mouth sucking on his cock
like it was the fountain of life he fell forward to get his mouth
on her pussy.
Her mound was so smooth, her lips and hood so hot pink and
prominent, he wondered if he had ever seen a pussy so pretty, so
delectable. He covered the whole of her slit with his mouth and
licked and sucked not wanting to miss one morsel of her
sweetness. Soon his hands were full of the wondrously ripe melons
of her bottom as he fed on her. Alternately licking and sucking
her lips, her hood and clit, and cleaning the trough of her sex
for her juices, he amazed at how sexy this act was, especially
when the other end of this pleasure was nursing on his cock,
stroking on it with her lips and tongue with expert suction.
He felt her mouth open from time to time to groan, gasp or sigh.
He was hitting her right spots and was reacting to impending
orgasms. Her only problem with 69 was that she lost her
concentration on him, and 9 times in 10 that was her original
idea, making him happy. He decided to focus on her clit and send
her over fast. Her bud was just big enough that he could suck it
and race the tip of his tongue over it. He began to move with her
squirms and quickly the suction of his cock stopped. He felt her
hot breath puffing around his cock accented by a quick swallow
around him. He dug his fingers deep into her ass cheeks, his
fingertips up into her crease close to her asshole. His drool and
her juices made the area slippery as his fingertips glided ever
so close to her little hole each time he squeezed at her. The
anticipation of his fingers buggering her drew a quicker edge and
shorter fuse on her orgasm. Her hips tried to draw her sex away
from his mouth and he heard her hiccough around his cock and
quickly suckle and then let loose of him. Her hip movements cause
the tips of both middle fingers to nudge her asshole as he
gripped her and brought her pussy to his mouth. She was lost in
her orgasm.
“MMMMMMMMPHHH!” was all she managed to verbalize around his cock
as she came, her body stiffening under him. As she became rigid
and she clenched her rear he lost the firm grip around her butt.
He had never seen her cum like this, seeming to almost be trying
to stifle her pleasure to get back to her task at hand. She had
managed to get his hands away from her asshole when she clenched
and stretched her legs out. She even made her pussy less
accessible with the closing of her legs as she was swept away by
the tremors. But if fighting off her own orgasm to concentrate on
his was her intent it didn’t work. Tremors set in as she hardened
herself to stifle her spasm as he still had her sex at the end of
his tongue, fluid ejaculate bubbled up from her pussy as her
mouth clamped around his cock. He truly thought she might suck
him balls through his cock before she let up pressure and relaxed
herself. He heard her breathing hard through her nose, her orgasm
truly ripping her breath away, as she set about to finish what
she started.
Joe noted that as she grew limp under him her mouth drew
double-time around his cock. His hands, now on the side of her
thighs, felt her muscles tremble as they relaxed from their rock
hard state during her orgasm. She held her arms fast around his
ass as she pulled her head onto his cock to get the orgasm from
him. Her wait would be a short one now that his attention was
drawn from the pussy he was pleasing to the mouth fucking she was
giving him.
Just as he felt his orgasm rising Selena suddenly choked trying
to get more of his cock in her mouth and she had to give it up
for a moment driving Joe to a fit. It was the third time in the
last 30 minutes that he felt his pleasure rising only to have it
stopped. He knelt back as she composed herself and overcame the
gag reflex as she rolled over to her stomach. She looked up to
see his cock in her face as he knelt on the sofa. She quickly
covered it with her mouth as he put his hand to the top of her
head. He was telling her to hold her head still as he began to
fuck short strokes in and out of her mouth. She quickly saw he
was going to fuck her lips and tongue to take charge. She worked
her mouth and tongue as she knew he liked. It took only moments
for Joe to feel his pleasure rising.
“I’m gonna cum baby! Do you want my cum? Do you?” He shouted
already knowing the answer.
“MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMZT.” She answered unintelligibly, her mouth busy
working his cock.
Joe hissed loudly as his load shot up his cock into her mouth as
the hiss turned into a guttural growl. Selena felt his load
splash into her mouth as she started swallowing and sucking
alternately on him. This was the passion she wanted to create
when she tried to seduce him outside in the driveway; to feel his
warm seed run from his pulsing cock over her taste buds as she
sucked and swallowed to further pleasure him. She loved how he
gently stroked and petted her cheek and hair as he enjoyed his
after-cum when he felt her mouth soothe his passion fires. She
loved to orally please Joe for the taste, smell, feel, and
obvious pleasure she brought him. He made her so happy in so many
ways and returning this pleasure to him was so satisfying she
felt herself spasm and almost orgasm, which she often drew from
herself with her fingers as she pleased him. She felt as many
post-orgasmic shudders and quakes as he did making it a totally
satisfying act of passion even if he remained passive. She
couldn’t wait until he showed her that he couldn’t take any more
of her oral play so she could look at his face and kiss him. This
Saturday was so special to her since she was leaving Sunday and
wouldn’t see him for a few days. It was one thing when school
kept them apart, but otherwise she felt she should be with him.
She knew pleasing him this one special way would keep her on his
mind. She knew what Joe liked. They would make love again before
she left, but this was what she wanted him to remember, her
unbridled passion and devotion.
For the second time of the morning, the sound of the snow plow
wrenching his gears to make a multi-point turn at the end of the
dead end street woke Joe and Selena. They were dozing in each
others arms on the same sofa they had made oral love on some 30
minutes earlier. They were face to face when they woke and smiled
at each other.
“Wow, that shoveling really wears you out, huh?” She giggled.
“Mmmmm Hmmm, it sure does. Makes my dick feel good too.” He
laughed.
“You big snot! Just for that you have to wash me in the shower
and take me shopping. Oh, and lunch too!” She said as she slapped
his bare ass.
“OoooWeee you are the task master. Lead me to my punishment.” Joe
said as he got up and extended his hand to her.
For the second time before noon they each washed and caressed
their lovers, touching every part of each other. Although Joe
showed he could be ready for another round of love-making, they
both knew that waiting would make the experience all that more
enjoyable. Although Joe showed few signs of his real age, a third
time in the matter of hours would prove costly later. Just the
smiles and giggles they shared in their intimate steamy
rendezvous were enough to satisfy their new fires of passion.
By the time they were off to the mall the snow had stopped and
the sun shone brightly on the early December day. Even though she
would be in the shopping paradise of Manhattan, Selena still
wanted a new outfit for her first day of work. She would be
expected to step into Charles Ford’s shoes with nary a blip to
show on the WSG screen. Her own personal confidence would help
toward that edge she desired. Macy’s Executive Department catered
to women in business to invoke a look of fashion and
professionalism without looking frumpy.
“Joseph, to fully pay off for the crass remark of earlier please
take a seat with the other brow beaten husbands by the tri fold
mirrors in the dressing room corral. I’ll need your opinion once
I pick out a few outfits to try on.” She said as she began to
fill her arms with hanger after hanger of clothes.
Joe really didn’t mind waiting and watching her model in front of
him. He had his Wall Street Journal and New York Post to keep him
company as he waited. He remembered back to the first time she
was put up front on a WSG policy statement that the media used.
She wore a royal blue outfit that made her look both sexy and
no-nonsense. She was proud of her good looks, but never wanted to
be thought of as the TV candy for the group when networks wanted
an official statement.
She had tried on 4 outfits that Joe thought looked good, but none
really made him sit up and say “Wow!”. Most of his comments were
“Mmmm, it’s a housewife/real estate broker look,” or “reminds me
of an all girls college dean.”
When she came out in an unclassifiable shade of maroon, what the
tag called “Spanish Chestnut”, he was floored.
“That is IT! You’ve captured the brainy Selena, the business
Selena, and still kept the hot Selena.” Joe said as 2 other men
looked up, embarrassing her.
“Don’t be embarrassed, ma’am. The other women in the dressing
room would kill for that look. You really pull it off.” One
fellow said noting Joe’s satisfaction.
“Ummm, thank you sir. Ohh Joe, I HOPED this would be it. I loved
it from the time I saw it on the rack.” Selena bubbled.
A sales lady walked into the mirror corral and agreed with them
all that it was perfect.
“Could I borrow your pearls for a moment?” Joe asked the sales
person. “I think it would be the perfect accessory.”
“Well . . . yes, I suppose.” She said as he took them off and
walked behind Selena and put them on her.
Selena blushed as she looked in the mirror at herself. The pearls
completed the look of a competent professional with beauty as
well.
She grinned big and went to Joe for a hug.
“It’s perfect, thank you.” She whispered.
Joe took the pearls off her and put them on the sales lady, who
blushed as Joe reached around her neck to put them on. He had to
get close to secure the clasp and as he breathed on her neck she
flushed again and turned to give Joe a big smiling thank you.
“We sell these at the jewelry counter just across the aisle; I
can walk you over at show you while she changes back.” She said,
obviously taken by Joe.
“THAT won’t be necessary.” Selena said with an edge. “We can find
them just fine ourselves; I may not get the exact set.”
“Thank you anyway.” Joe said with a smile as she excused herself
uncomfortably.
“Did you KNOW her, Joe?”
“No, but she certainly wanted to, I would say.”
“Obviously, but you didn’t exactly discourage her.”
“Selena, all I did was be polite and be myself. Be mad at her,
don’t be mad at me.” Joe said defending himself.
“She wants what I have and I take that as an affront.” Selena
said in stern whisper.
“You know that will never be. We know the real story and you
should never worry. She probably thinks you’re my daughter.” Joe
said hoping to inject a humor.
Selena turned and glared at Joe.
“Stop that!” She growled in a low whisper trying not to make a
scene with the 2 other men in the corral. “I see pictures of us
together and we look like a couple. You age is just a number and
you look 30. You have this thing where you think we look like May
– December and we DON’T.”
Joe smiled at her and took her hand to kiss.
“You keep giving me more reasons to love you more and more. Come
on and get changed and we’ll go buy the outfit and those pearls.”
She smiled her all knowing smile and went off to change.
Joe sat to wait for her and one of the men waiting looked to Joe
to make a comment.
“Your wife is a financial correspondent, isn’t she? She looks
familiar.”
“You’re a Wall Street Global member aren’t you?”
“Yes I am. Is that where I know her from?”
“She has done some of the media announcements for them. In June
they become WSGG, Wall Street Global Group and she will be the
sixth member.”
“Holy cow, she’s just a baby.” The fellow remarked.
“A brilliant baby, for sure but, don’t be fooled, she is as smart
as she is beautiful. They could end up with as many as 8 on the
team. The five original are getting on in years and they don’t
want to be caught short.” Joe added.
“Do you think she would autograph my Wall Street Journal?” He
asked.
“It would blow her mind for you to ask for sure. I’m betting she
would do it.” Joe answered as Selena came out.
The fellow hardly noticed his own wife had come out to show him
her outfit as he approached Selena to ask her for the autograph.
Selena blushed deep red and took the pen to sign the man’s
Journal as Joe beamed and gave the man a wink. Selena tried to
take it all in stride but she broke into a giggle as they went to
the check out register.
“He recognized you from TV; he’s one of your clients.” Joe
whispered.
The gravity of her whole situation, the years of studying on
WSG’s dime, her going to work for such a part of the investment
fabric of the world, hit her all at once. She stopped in her
steps and looked for a place to sit.
“Joe, I feel a little faint.” She said as she began to crumble
towards a courtesy sofa near the make-up counter right there.
Joe semi caught her and helped her ease down. She lowered her
head and took a few deep breaths before regaining her composure.
“Oh God, I’m sorry Joe, but the whole situation just hit me like
a ton of bricks. This is big, isn’t it?” She said to her confused
beau.
“What’s big?”
“My place in the financial world; I never realized it until you
said he was one of my clients. He’s banking on me and 5 others to
help him manage his whole future.” She said with wonderment in
her voice.
“Yes, and you’ve proved your worth, proved that you can do it.
Don’t cop out on yourself now. You’re a confidant, smart, expert
on the mission you agreed to take on. I’ve seen you work, you
were groomed for this. You just saw it through a different light
just now, that’s all.” Joe said trying to put her in perspective.
“I thought I was this little speck and when I’m working there,
I’m not. I’m a big speck. I guess I didn’t realize what I could
do.” She said swallowing hard and sitting up.
“You never saw it in this perspective before? Maybe that’s good.
Now you KNOW you can do it and the other big specks know it.
You’re on that team.” Joe continued to encourage her.
“Holy shit! He wanted my autograph! He pays us to tell him how to
invest. Me!” She mused as she got to her feet.
“Baby, I don’t know what you were thinking before, but I’m glad
it finally hit you. You are special. Why do you think I love you
so much? You’re so smart, so sexy and you’re here to make a
difference. It’s what you always wanted.”
Selena’s stride showed a new confidence now as she took Joe by
the hand to the jewelry counter. Her self-doubt was gone now. Her
pang of jealousy from minutes earlier was forgotten and might
never happen again. Her worries about being able to step in the
WSG operation without causing a blip on the screen were gone.
After getting her string of pearls to go with her outfit they
were off to lunch and then to Selena’s parents. They spent a hour
or so chatting and saying their goodbyes and were jetting up
their driveway.
“The snow makes everything so virgin white and pristine, it’s too
bad it can’t stay this way all winter.” She said as she looked
over the yard.
“Well, get your fill of it now because in the city it doesn’t
snow this much and when it does it’s gone quick. The
infrastructure is so busy and with all the buildings it just
melts fast.” Joe explained as they settled in the house.
“You have a message. . . . .from a Michael Nevigi?” She said
reading the ID.
“Oh, he’s a guy I met on an airplane about 5 or so years ago. He
runs pay websites, some for investing and some with girls. I’m
not sure if it’s really hard porn or not, but he makes the most
of his money hosting pay websites. He’s an entrepreneur. I took a
chance and invested about 8 grand with him after he told me his
ideas on the flight. When I got home I checked into him and found
he was legit and lent him the money. He was a good salesman.
About 6 months later he sent me a check for 20 grand and thanked
me for believing in him. He told me if he ever went public he
would give me a shot.”
“Porn sites? You invested in porn sites?”
“NO! He wasn’t into the girls until about a year ago. He told me
it was an opportunity he came across and he gave the guy a chance
like I gave him. The guy got busted for selling pot on the side
and he took over the girls sites to try and get him money back
before closing them.” Joe explained as he dialed back his friend.
While Joe spoke to his friend Selena went to the laundry room and
finished putting together her things for her trip. After a half
hour she went back upstairs to find Joe just finishing his call.
“Wow, that a long one. Does he want more money or what?” She
asked, skeptical of the man intentions.
“No, he’s doing quite well and wanted some advice on the market
to he can start investing his money. It seems the girlie website
he took over made some money and now the original guy is out of
the can. He offered Michael to remain his backer and help him
move on to another direction. Now it is hard core porn. This guy
lures girls to his studio to shoot lingerie and bikini photos. He
tells them he is starting a nude site and they can audition if
they like. He ends up having sex with most of them and it’s all
videotaped and sold on his site. He grossed about 200 grand last
month alone. They charge $50 a month and he has over 400
subscribers. He nets about 50 percent.” Joe explained.
“It sounds sleazy to me; you aren’t getting involved are you?
Wait, let me say WE AREN”T GETTING INVOLVED – PERIOD.” Selena
said forcefully.
“Cool your jets, Sister Mary Selena. You know that isn’t my style
no matter how much dough it made. He was just calling me to tell
how well he was doing. He even gave me a password to look at it
if I wanted.” Joe said to calm her fears.
“A password to look at the porn site? Mmmmm . . “ Selena said
suddenly interested.
“Wait, a second ago you were holier than thou, now you want to be
titillated?” Joe wondered.
Selena flushed red with embarrassment.
“Oh Joey, I may have told you otherwise, but I’ve never seen any
one do it. I saw a couple soft porn flicks where the girls were
nude, but you never saw the guy. You’re the only guy I’ve ever
seen in broad daylight and I‘ve never really seen other, you know
. . . screw.”
“So what is it that makes you want to see it?”
“Curious I guess. A lot of times at the video store I’ve tried to
hint around for you to get one. Don’t you like them? Don’t all
guys?” She wondered innocently.
“Essy, I’ll tell you, if you’ve seen one you seen most all of
them. I have seen my share. Lynn from The Corner Store loved them
and rented them all of the time when we lived together. It was
fun at first, but it wears off quick.” Joe answered honestly.
“So can I look at the site?” She asked sheepishly.
“Good Lord, come on.” He said as he put his arm around her and
they headed for his computer.
Joe punched in www.netvideochicks and entered the password
Michael had given him. The home page had a brief explanation of
the pretense that the girls came to the studio to model
provocative clothing, but then were told they could earn more
money for going further. The cameraman always ended up excited
and one thing led to another, or if it didn’t naturally progress
he would proposition them. They hit the NEXT button and there was
a list of girls’ names with their faces. With each picture you
could view a 20-30 minute vignette of sorts. Most were the girls
getting a little turned on by the hunky cameraman and the fact
they were in exotic clothing. The guy always complimented them
and even adjusted himself, not hiding the fact he was excited.
One thing led to another and they usually ended up exchanging
oral sex and a multiple position screw. They always ended with
the guy shooting his load on their face or in their mouth.
Joe and Selena fast forwarded though a few of them before they
did find one girl who seemed like the last girl you might expect
to be answering an ad for modeling. Her innocence even interested
Selena as they watched the scene all of the way through. By the
end of the scene Selena was physically turned on and sat on Joes
lap, rubbing his cock through his pants. At the end of the scene
another girl caught Joe’s eye and he clicked on it.
“Wow, if I didn’t know better, I would say she was a girl I knew
one summer in college.” He commented as he began to watch.
“Holy shit, I would know that whiney voice anywhere.” Joe said as
the girl began to react to being orally pleased.
“Do you think she could be in her thirties Essy? Her body looks
real tight, but her face looks a little beat, but made up pretty
good. IF she begins to beg for him to lick her butt or get
boinked there, THAT is Jude, a chick I shacked with on a summer
program at Cornell.”
Selena was peeved that they couldn’t even look at a porn movie
without seeing someone Joe had slept with, but was intrigued as
well. Sure to his word the girl began moaning and whining,
demanding he lick her asshole.
“Holy crap, she has to be 36 or 37 years old and she told the guy
she was 20, and I think she pulled it off.” Joe mused.
Selena was getting pissed now that he was excited by the prospect
of seeing this old flame have sex. She was about to leave the
room mad when she began demanding to get screwed anally. She
wanted to see it, no matter what.
This girl, Jude, as Joe had known her, took it easily and was
quite familiar with the drill, barely making a noise as the guy
stuffed his big dick up her knotted little hole.
“Why is her ummm, butthole so funny looking?” Selena asked hardly
knowing she was speaking aloud.
“Probably from over doing it, causing rips on the inner walls
from not enough, or no lube. You know I’m always careful with you
and have you tell me when it hurts.” Joe said as he hugged her
and X’ed off the page.
Selena crawled back into Joe’s lap in his chair and strung her
arms around his neck curling up on his center-poled lap tent.
“OK, I’ve learned my lesson about watching porno’s. Just promise
me I’ll never see you in an old one.” She whispered and giggled
in his ear.
“Not to worry my love. You have my word THAT never happened.”
“Seeing her get screwed in her hiney made me realize how personal
and special it is when we do it. She was a whore and made a
filthy spectacle of it. We make it a long, loving, patient
devotion that only two people in love can share properly. I can’t
wait until Tuesday night when you come to Manhattan.”
Joe pulled her tight to him and once again realized what a
treasure she was in every way.
“Are we going to make love again before I go?” She whispered to
him as she cuddled in tight.
“You can bet on that, how about right here, right now?” Joe
grunted as he readjusted his growing problem.
“Here? You BAD boy! You couldn’t mean from behind with me
kneeling in the chair.” She said with an evil grin as she rolled
off his lap, careful not to injure him.
Joe bounced to his feet and began to work down his zipper as
Selena knelt in the office chair waving her ass back and forth.
Joe slipped his fingers in the sides of her pants and pulled at
the elastic waistband, taking her thong with them. Once they were
both below her thighs and almost to her knees he put a hand at
the lower part of her back and brought his other hand, now filled
with his cock to her smooth slit.
“Oh babe, I’m gonna fuck you like you haven’t been fucked in
awhile.” Joe said as he pressed into her moving his knees to the
edge of the chair.
She had lowered her knees to make sure he could get all of the
way into her and, even expecting his intrusion, she gasped.
“UGH, UGH, UGH, UGH, UGH, AIYYYYYAH, UGH, UGH, UGH, UGH!” She
bellowed as Joe jack-hammered his cock to her depths over and
over as he held onto her ass cheeks.
Although she hollered out and wailed she pushed back hard onto
him, wanting to feel every inch of his cock.
“FUUUUUUUCCCCKKKK, UGH, UGH, UGH, UGH, AIYYYYYAH, UGH, UGH, UGH,
UGH! FUCK ME, POUND ME, WEAR OUT THAT PUSSY!” She yelled out to
the blur that was Joe’s hips and ass.
His assault on her continued as he slowly slid his hand up her
back, forcing her upper body down with her head at the crux of
the arm meeting the back of the leather chair. Joe began to
breath heavy through his nose and then pant and grunt with each
brutal push at his wanting lover.
“HUUURRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!” He growled as he shot his cum into
her pussy, now wet enough to make the slap of bodies audible in
the room.
Her ass was at the level of his spurting cock taking all he had
to give, his hand was at the back of her neck holding her down as
she moaned in delirious pleasure. He then jumped away from the 2
beautiful cheeks and pussy he just serviced. With his hand at the
back of her neck he turned the swivel chair towards him and put
his wet cock to her lips as she hungrily opened her mouth to
taste herself and Joe’s cum on his stiff cock. He fucked his cock
slowly in and out of her mouth until he could take no more. He
fell back to lean on the edge of the desk until he saw her eyes
look up for him. He scooped her up into his arms and walked her
to the bedroom, setting her down on the bed. He lay beside her
but she quickly rolled on top of him, hugging her cheek to his.
“I love you my sweet animal. When you treat me like your
insatiable little whore and fuck me like a wild animal it makes
me tingle like I’ve got my finger in the socket. Your fucking
cock feels so good pounding up into my belly; I could eat you for
breakfast, lunch and dinner.”
“We make so much sweet love; sometimes I want you so completely
raw and dirty that I grow impatient and want you with hunger so
bad that I can’t help myself. I know you understand because you
do it yourself.” He growled back.
Selena giggled at the thought of her own animal passion
outbursts. Then she shivered at the thought.
“When you’re eating me and I try to make your face and my clit
all one or when I try to get your tongue up my hiney. I know when
I’m over the edge and treating you like my man whore.” Selena
said, finishing with her tongue in his ear.
“Let’s shower and go out for dinner and come back and make love
until morning. I already know I don’t want you to leave
tomorrow.” Joe whispered back as he ran his hands over her ass.
“I know, I hate being away from you the two nights, but Tuesday
will be special, I promise.” She said with a squeeze to his sides
as he got up.
They showered once again feeling and caressing each other before
going out and coming back to make love into the night as planned.
Her mid-morning train seemed a long way off.
Chapter 42
The drone from a church organ on the radio cracked the silence of
an early Sunday morning as Joe and Selena slept off a long night
of rich food, wine and spirited love making. Selena rose up her
nude body and reached over Joe to the radio to switch the station
to an FM music station and then hit the snooze bar. Her breasts
hung in his face as he opened his eyes.
“God! I thought I was in church and then I open my eyes to these
beauties, I was sure I was in heaven.” He joked with his
cottonmouth.
Selena smiled as she slid back to the warm spot she occupied next
to Joe, pulling the sheet and comforter back up over her.
“Leave my boobies alone, you abused them enough last night, you
nasty man.” She feigned.
“Hmmmm, seems to me that if you play the tape back it would show
me with my tongue up inside your pootie and you holding those
boobies up and begging me to “get mean” with those sweet
nipples.” Joe said in mock defense.
“What felt good last night is sore this morning once they hit the
cold.” She pouted as she hugged up to Joe.
“Want me to kiss them and make them better?”
Selena’s only response was to cover her breasts with her hands
and roll away from Joe and slide back into a spoon with him. She
immediately felt the nudge of his cock nestle between her cheeks.
“I guess we fit together too good for any position to be safe
from that little soldier.” She joked as she nuzzled her butt back
and he draped his arm over her.
“Don’t worry baby, we can save it all for Tuesday nights welcome
wagon.” Joe said with a tickle to her stomach and a nudge from
behind.
Selena reached back and took his hardening cock in her hand.
“I don’t know if I want to go that long.” She said with a smart
smirk as she turned her face to see his.
“I’ll bet if I wash him real good in the shower, with my mouth
ummm . . . . . . . “
She said enticingly.
Joe smiled big and was overcome with passion as he rolled onto
her and dug his hands under her mauling her breasts with one hand
while the other shot to her pussy.
“I can never get enough of you.” He growled in her ear as he
rolled back onto his back with her on top, his cock now fully
hard and nuzzled between her cheeks.
Selena sat up on him as he took his hands from her and raised her
ass enough to free his cock. She turned around and took it and
placed the head at her entrance and sank her pussy over it,
bending forward.
“Oh Joey, he still feels good in my sore little pussy.” She said
bending all the way forward on her hands facing away from him and
bouncing up and down 5 or so times.
“I bet you have a good look at my other little hole. Joey, that
hole is already hungry for you. Tuesday night I’ll be ready for
you to drive me crazy there.” She said as she turned her head
back and then popped her pussy off his dick.
“I think we need to hit the shower and take care of that problem
and give me a little of what I’m hungry for. Something to keep me
satisfied until you see me on Tuesday.” She teased and giggled,
knowing she was driving him crazy.
He HAD been looking at her little asshole as she bent forward up
and down on his cock. Every time she went back down onto him it
seemed to dilate open and it did make him crazy. The fact she
bounced off the bed taking her warm pussy and inviting asshole
away from his gaze made the promise of the oral shower massage
even more urgent.
He was but 5 steps behind her but she managed to get into the
shower ahead of him with the first cool bursts of water flushing
out of the shower head. Her nipples sprang up once again as she
covered her breasts and pinned herself to the back of the shower
as Joe got in and took her in his arms and adjusted the water.
“Come here, I’ll keep that little body warm. Let me wash you.” He
said as he pulled her under the steamy spray and grabbed the bar
of soap from behind her.
Holding her fast with one arm the other ran the bar over and over
her back just above the spray until both hands were massaging her
back using the suds for slippery sexiness. He backed her out the
spray a bit and finished soaping her back, lowering his hands to
her pretty ass. He lathered each orb and put the soap on the
shelf as he massaged each pretty cheek until he started
insinuating his fingers between to clean her pretty butt cleavage
and private little hole. But “private” was hardly the word he
would have used for how he wanted to treat the wrinkled morsel.
He ran his slippery fingers over and over the dimple feeling it
spread under his play. Suddenly he centered his middle finger on
the hole and without warning as he pulled his head from her
shoulder to rivet their eyes together; he pushed his finger in
quickly, completely.
“ nnnnnnnnnNOOOOOOOOO . . . . ERRRRTTGHH! JOEY!” She yelped, as
she pulled herself tightly to his body.
He twisted his finger around and again reached for her depths as
she grunted in protest.
“This may hurt now and feel uncomfortable, but remember; Tuesday
you’ll beg me to split you open with my fat cock here.” He
whispered in her ear as he slid his finger out and continued his
washing and rinsing of her crack.
“I know you’ll be gentle and make love to me while I beg you not
to ever stop.” She said with a shudder, relieved to be rid of the
intrusion, but glad he gave her the reminder.
Joe brought her back under the spray to rinse and wet her hair.
Selena trembled and shook while Joe washed her hair. Her lovers
fingers’ massaging her scalp was one of the sexiest things she
had ever felt and brought her to the edge of orgasm many times.
Being titillated in that manner with the stream of water running
down her body and coursing over her smooth mound was like being
overly hungry and sure you could smell steak grilling. Her
appetite had been whetted.
As she bent over to allow Joe to rinse her wet locks that hung
perfectly from her head she shielded her eyes so she could open
them to get her bearings. Joe’s fingers running through her hair
made her want him more than ever this morning but when she opened
her eyes and saw she was bent toward his straining cock just as
Joe declared her finished. Nothing could have stopped her from
stepping forward the half step to lower her mouth over the head.
Joe’s knees almost buckled at the welcome feeling of her mouth
going over the expanded head of his cock. Her lips pushed the
foreskin back past the corona as he took the step back and she
went to her knees. Without using her hands she stroked his cock
in and out of her mouth, pausing occasionally to nip and flutter
her tongue on the head as she looked up at him. She knew it drove
him crazy and the second time she teased he put his hands on her
shoulders and began to pump in and out of her mouth. He wanted
relief quickly and this rhythmic stroke would do the trick fast.
Her tongue slid under his cock each time the rim of the head
rippled over her lips. He wasn’t thrusting long and hard to gag
her, just her sucking mouth on the head and just behind would do
it.
“Oh God! Selena Hanson you drive me crazy with that mouth and I’m
going to cum, just like you want!!” He said causing her to reach
for the backs of his thighs to be sure he didn’t slide away.
“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhh, here it is . . . . mmmmmmmmm. Don’t stop,
Oh, Oh, my sweet. You’re so nice!” He said blowing out hard in
relief.
Selena loved to hear him rave out his oral pleasures as she took
care of him because she enjoyed it as well. She still tasted him
so she hadn’t let up on her pressure around him.
“Oooooooooooooooo babe.That’s good. No more, no more!” He groaned
as she slipped her mouth from him and stood to rinse her mouth in
the spray.
She quickly took the soap and began to scrub and wash Joe’s body
as he recovered against the shower wall.
“Come on now Joe and cooperate because once the water gets cold
I’m out of here.” She laughed knowing they had spent too much
time already.
She finished washing his body, including his genitals which she
could now safely wash without threat of immediate arousal. As she
turned him around to wash his butt she ran her hand up and down
his crack moving closer to his asshole, much as he had done.
“Maybe you want the same kind of surprise you gave me?” She asked
with a sly grin to get his reaction as she ran her finger over
his little hole.
He shot her a look of fear but made no move away knowing that she
owed him that much for his guilty pleasure, but she moved him
into the spray to rinse before temptation overtook her.
As she washed his hair she was nose to nose with him and she
spoke in a low voice to be sure she sounded as sexy as what she
wanted to say.
“I love to suck your beautiful cock and make you happy. It feels
so sexy in my mouth when I look up and see how much you enjoy it.
Now you know how good you make me feel with your mouth. I’ll
think of you with everything that touches my tongue until I see
you again. There is no taste in the world like you. I love you.”
“Oh Essy, you make it so hard to say good-bye when you talk like
that.”
“But it makes the hellos something special to look forward to.
Now rinse off, I’m getting out to dry. The water is getting
cool.”
Their love was a mutual admiration society with neither able to
do enough to make each other happy. Two people whose sexual
appetites for each other seemed insatiable, but admired and tuned
with the others brain and personality so much that they could
barely remember a time when they weren’t together.
. . . . . . . . . . . .
The Amtrak 12:20 to New York’s Penn Station began to roll out of
the station as Selena blew Joe a kiss through the window. She
settled back in her seat and thought how silly the tears and
emptiness she felt were. In just over 48 hours they would be
together again in their own private little heaven with the joys
and pleasures of the world at their beck and call. In the
meantime there was work to be done and business to take care of.
With the WSG “Week in Review and Financial Pulse” fresh from
Joe’s printer she caught up with what was going on and what was
being monitored. She knew Mr. Ford was leaving her a laundry list
of situations he was keeping an eye on, but she also prepared for
whatever she might read into the worlds political and financial
heartbeat. With tears from her lover’s farewell barely dry the
gears of the financial world began meshing in her
head trying to anticipate ways the fiscal winds might blow.
On this trip a confidant Selena Hanson strode out of Penn Station
with a Red Cap trusted to her bags and cases. On her way out she
stopped at a Hudson News kiosk to get bottled water and saw the
long line and started to walk away. The Red Cap yelled to an
apparent friend behind the counter to “put it on my tab” and
grabbed a bottle from the cooler.
He looked back at her as he handed her the water. “On a week day
I owe him for a 100 papers, I bet. My customers don’t wait. Time
is money and it doesn’t hurt my tips.” He said as a hint with a
wink.
Her driver stood to attention when he saw her coming and opened
the trunk of the Towne Car. As the Red Cap helped load her bags
she tapped him on the shoulder and pressed a $50 bill into his
hand. It was the smallest bill in her purse and she was
embarrassed to ask for change. Besides, he had been friendly and
accommodating with her 3 bags, taking her to the elevator instead
of the series of escalators to get to street level.
“Thank you VERY much!” The Red Cap said with a small bow.
“What’s your name?” She asked.
“Vernon ma’am. Vernon Lowe. Just ask for Vernon at the Amtrak
wait gate and they’ll find me if I’m on.” He said with a wide
grin.
“I’m Selena. You’ve been a great help. Enjoy your day.” She said
with a happy nod.
“I’ll remember the pretty name to go with the pretty face.” He
said before he got his hand cart and walked back into the station
with a happy swagger.
Knowing she made his day made her happy as she got in the Towne
Car and the driver closed the door. As she watched the bustle of
the city go by time flew and they pulled into the Four Seasons
entry.
Joseph was there in a flash with a luggage carrier and a smile.
“A good Sunday afternoon to you Miss Hanson. I hope your stay
with us is a pleasant one. You’re pre-checked into the room you
asked for. Evening diner serves after four and room service is
available until 11:30.” He said as he loaded her bags and began
to roll inside. Once inside a second bellman took the cart and
whisked them off to a service elevator up while Joseph and Selena
took the public lift. Joseph self-consciously said nothing in the
elevator and when they got off and turned up the hallway to her
room, her bags and the bellman were waiting.
“That will be all Harold, I’ll take it from here.” Joe said as he
dismissed the man.
Joseph opened the doors and escorted Selena in and went back to
wheel in the bags, closing the door behind him.
“Selena, so good to see you, Welcome to New York.” Joseph said as
he dropped his “company demeanor” and gave her a hug and a small
peck. “How’s the old man, he’s coming to town right?”
“Yes, he’ll be here Tuesday afternoon. Why don’t the four of us
get together for dinner on Wednesday or Thursday?” She said
happily; apparently glad to see the friendly face. “How IS Shanna
and the baby?”
“Everyone is fine. We’ve been looking forward to your visit.
Shanna wants to take you shopping. She’s been working on our
sitter to make some time available so we should be able to get
out together as well. I have to run for now. Buzz if you need
help. The car service said you’re all set up for the morning.
I’ll ring when they get here.” Joseph said quickly excusing
himself with the empty cart.
Selena spent the rest of the day organizing her new “home”,
talking to Joe and her parents, and preparing for her first day
back at work. She received a welcome call from John Branniff at
WSG making sure all was fine and that she would be there as
planned on Monday.
Around 9 o’clock she received a phone call from Joseph who told
her he was sending up a hors d'oeuvre tray from a function in the
main ballroom. He knew she hadn’t left the room and thought she
might be hungry. She thanked him as she heard the door ring. She
answered and found the cart at the door with another bellman just
backing into the back elevator.
“Oh, the perks of knowing the right people.” She thought as she
pulled it inside.
Doo-dad snacks of scallops, shrimp, Wellingtons and other puff
pastry wraps made her night as she opened a split of champagne
from the mini-bar. When she had her fill she downed the bubbly
and changed into her sleeping gown. It only took her a few
minutes to fall asleep and the next thing she heard was the
clock-radio going off at 7 am.
With the winter cold set in pretty good for early December, she
was glad she set up her ride to work for this first day. She
asked her driver to pick her up at 5 pm and she would judge from
this day just how dark the walk might be back to the Four
Seasons. Although the sun was certainly gone from the day at that
point, she wasn’t sure how dark the streets might be for walking.
She heard the door buzz open as she strode up the steps knowing
Deneigh had seen her in the security cam.
“Good morning Miss Hanson.” Deneigh said with excitement. “It’s
so great to have you back!”
“Good morning Deneigh, and please, call me Selena. Miss Hanson is
just NOT me.”
“Well if any of the others are around I must, but for now,
Selena it is. I’m hoping we can be friends since I FINALLY have
another woman to talk to besides the secretarial pool on the
phone.” She said with a bit of exasperation in her voice.
“I suppose it’s hard to have a girl to girl chit-chat with any of
The Five”, huh?” she chuckled.
“No, . . . it isn’t.” She answered with a bit of a crack in her
voice as she turned away to straighten a pile of papers.
“Deneigh, are you OK?” Selena asked.
“Yeah, . . um I’m fine. Oh, here’s Mr. Curran.” She said as she
buzzed him in and they all exchanged pleasantries.
Ross Curran took Selena in and showed her the office she would
occupy come July. Her name was already engraved on a wood plaque
on the door.
“Oh! I thought I would be in Mr. Ford’s office. Wow, this IS a
surprise.” She said, overwhelmed.
“If you must know, it was Charlie’s idea. He asked we get your
office ready so you didn’t have to sit in his “old” office. We
just moved the remodeling up a few months. (then in a lower voice
he added,) Actually Charlie was afraid that if something happened
to him in surgery you might feel uncomfortable. He wanted you to
make sure you felt a part of it all, no matter what. He’s pretty
fond of you, as you know. You lifted his spirits as far as the
youth of the country.” Ross Curran told her in somewhat
confidence.
“He made me cry at the end of last summer when I left. He gave me
a nice going away pep talk, and he’s called from time to time.
Well, you all have and I really feel at home here. I couldn’t be
happier.” Selena said.
The three other members of WSG all arrived as if together and
greeted Selena as she spoke with Ross Curran. They agreed to get
settled in their offices and get booted up and then meet at 9:15
in the main room to go over working ideas what they’ve been
watching with Selena. Deneigh came in the room and asked if she
should have a set-up ready, already figuring there would be a
brainstorming and briefing session. A set-up was coffee, tea,
juice and water with a few muffins.
“Yes, Deneigh, a set up please!” Ross said. “Add a couple sweet
rolls or doughnuts too. I missed breakfast this morning.
With that, each of them went into their little lairs and Ross
accompanied Selena into her new office to show her around and how
to get her internet and Satellite TV started. He was quick and
concise knowing she might want to be alone to take in everything
before jumping right into work. The Old Regulator clock rang 9 as
he left her alone and closed her door.
She sat in her leather chair and looked around as her computer
began to whirr and monitors flickered on the wall. She saw a
large spray of flowers on each side of her door. One was from
“The Five” and the other was from Joe. She stopped and flashed on
her love for a moment. Her first thought was whether they might
ever “break in” her office as her mind produced a dirty thought.
She chuckled at herself and sat up in the crisp leather to
configure her email and load websites from a disc she had been
preparing.
Her phone rang a few minutes later, and it was Deneigh.
“They have a bet to see if you’ll be the first or last one out,
and I have you being first. They buy lunch for the winner, so
help me out here.” She said with a laugh.
Selena cackled and got up quickly and was in the meeting room in
a flash. She sat in her chair just as Jay Fountains door opened
and Deneigh opened the back door to wheel in the set-up.
“Well, look whose first out today, Miss Hanson. Good show!” Mr.
Fountain said as the other 3 doors opened almost in unison.
The 4 of them chuckled as they went directly to the cart to get
coffee and Selena joined them. Selena and Deneigh winked at each
other as they poured coffees and Deneigh took her note-takers
perch.
The first meeting of her early December stay at WSG held no
surprises to her. Her own personal notes and take on the market
of the last week held true to their feelings. They were watching
gold futures, and of course, oil. Many investors were getting
cold feet with the stock market and its failing numbers but
Selena felt, and her WSG mentors agreed that a correction was in
order. As the Dow rocketed past 12,000 it was all sucker numbers
held up by actual zero value stocks. A better number to fear was
9500 or 10,000. Investors who bailed out now were acting short
sighted. By Mondays end she had agreed to co-author an article
for the weekly mailer with John Branniff since they were both so
gung-ho on staying the course with stocks. Trying to make
investors understand that some of the money they made in the
market in the last 9 months at 15 to 50 percent rates was play
money and they really hadn’t “lost” anything, just an over-gain
and then correction. WSG felt, as a whole, that 401Ks wisely
invested in the market were still the best safe option after
guaranteed securities. Though few of their subscribers were of
this type, the actions of those who did move their money these
ways influenced other markets and showed false positive or
negative moves to further confuse investors. Calming the
volatility of the market caused by the web boom was important to
harness. When some investors found out that stocks like Amazon
dot com hadn’t yet earned a nickel profit, despite their price
and popularity, they panicked. It was going to be a tricky wire
to walk, but she and Branniff felt it was important to make a big
deal of it and get the multi-media to pick it up. Coming from
their mouths, it might carry the weight they needed to calm the
stormy dot com influenced market.
After the meeting Selena went to her office and began to outline
her views on the market investment article, all the while
watching her monitors and checking the world news situation.
Deneigh buzzed her around 11:30 to tell her that lunch was not
being brought in today, they all had appointments. “Probably
shopping.” she laughed.
Selena had brought a couple cups of yogurt from the breakfast
tray in her room anyway, so it was no problem. If things hadn’t
changed, at noon they would all leave their doors open when they
left and Selena could walk the floor and eat her yogurt inside to
get her exercise around the big room. She and Deneigh had done it
a few times last summer when it was too hot to go out and walk;
now it was too cold.
Sure enough at 5 after 12 she opened her door to a ghost town of
inner offices and the meeting room. She heard the click-clack of
the keys on Deneigh’s computer, so she knew she was not alone.
With her shoes off and footies over her stocking feet she did her
laps around the big room with cup and spoon in hand, nibbling the
yogurt in small bites. It wasn’t a major workout, but it sure
beat sitting on her butt and wolfing a burger, or walking in the
cold. Each time she passed the open back door to the foyer she
couldn’t help but see Deneigh typing feverishly. She figured it
was something important because WSG insisted on free lunch
periods for all. After Selena’s 5th lap as she passed the door
she was sure she heard sobbing, but let it go. The next time she
came around she looked in to see Deneigh with her head down and
her arms crossed over her chest, again sobbing.
“Deneigh? Are you alright? Is there anything I can do for you?
Are you sick?”
She asked, concerned for her co-worker.
“Nothing that a dive off the Empire State Building wouldn’t hurt.
I’ve done some thing really stupid and screwed up the
relationship with my fiancé. I’m afraid I’m the stupidest person
in the world.” She cried, waving off Selena.
“Deneigh, don’t talk so stupidly. No man is worth your life. If
you’re truly meant to be a couple it will work out and he’ll
understand.”
“Not this Selena. He’ll never forgive me, and I can’t blame him.”
Deneigh said trying to avoid making eye contact and wishing
Selena would go away.
“Deneigh, if you ever want to talk, just ask. I don’t want to pry
if you don’t want to talk. Sometimes it helps put things in
perspective. I’ll bet it’s tough with no other females here, but
I’m here now if you need me.” Selena said as she backed away and
did a couple more laps around the big room before going into her
office and reclining in the love seat sofa.
Afraid to fall asleep she set a small timer to be sure she was
awake by 12:50.
A few minutes passed when she heard a feeble knock on the door.
It was Deneigh.
“Selena, I guess I should talk. I’m not meaning to shut you out,
it’s just I’ve been terrible, so stupid. Telling you wouldn’t
make me any more embarrassed than I am.” Deneigh figured aloud.
“I just wanted to offer you an ear, be a friend. You just talk if
you want. If I can offer help in the form of words, I will.”
Selena offered as Deneigh sat down beside her.
Deneigh sat on the edge on the love seat and stared at the
carpet.
“I cheated on my boyfriend. I’m supposed to marry him in 4
months, and I cheated.” She said as she broke down into tears.
“Do you love the other man you slept with?” She asked as she
touched her shoulder to comfort her.
“No, I love Robben, my Ben. It was all a big mistake.” She
blubbered.
“How did he find out?”
“The guy told him, but I would have anyway once I recalled it. I
was so drunk.”
“It wouldn’t have happened sober?”
“No I took a ride from him because he was Ben’s friend and then
things got out of hand.”
“Sounds to me like he took advantage of you. Are you sure you
weren’t raped?”
“No, I went along with it all, but he did coerce me. I was pretty
drunk, but I do remember the whole thing. Selena, I can barely
face Ben, but I love him so much.” Deneigh said before blubbering
so hard that Selena became scared.
She decided it was time to get stern with her and get her to
compose herself.
“DENEIGH! Quit being a big baby and act like a grown-up. If you
want Ben to take you back, the first thing you have to do is take
responsibility for what you did and prove to him you love him by
being strong. Do you think he wants a weak woman? This isn’t a
sit com on TV, you know!” Selena scolded her.
Deneigh sat up and stopped crying and took Kleenex from Selena.
She dried her eyes and began to compose herself.
“Deneigh, can you answer me one question, and do it honestly? I’m
not prying but if you want help you need to let me know
something. Have you ever cheated before, with Ben or anyone?”
“NO! I’m not like that at all. Besides Ben and 2 other
boyfriends, I’ve only been out on a few dates. It’s why I can’t
believe this happened.” She said as she began to well up and
Selena put her arm around her to console her.
“You’re SURE you weren’t raped? You didn’t wake up in bed
afterward or during sex?” Selena asked again.
“OH G O D D D NO! Selena I gave him ORAL sex in his car. He
talked me into it and I went along. I was a SLUT!” Deneigh said,
balling her fists in rage at her side.
“That can be rape too, you know. Deneigh I’m a firm believer of
taking responsibility for your actions but if you were drunk and
vulnerable, and he knew it, he raped you. When did it happen?”
“Friday night. Let me tell you what happened, and please don’t
judge me. Fridays, a lot of times, I meet a couple girls from the
pool and we go to a bar near 30 Rock and have a few drinks, and
then I get a cab home, or I should say, to Ben’s and I meet him
when he gets home. He writes for Barrons and he’s very late every
Friday. We stayed a lot later than usual Friday because Donald
Trump was there with some guy, Imperioli, I never heard of, but
Trump signed on to be on his show and they were celebrating,
buying the house drinks. Some guys joined our table and they
flirted, and we teased, and it was 1 o’clock before I knew it.
These guys at the table were hunks and I’ll admit I was turned on
and couldn’t wait to get home to Ben.”
Deneigh drew a deep breath and looked at Selena, and then
continued.
“I called a cab on my cell and the dispatcher said they had a
taxi line outside and to just flag one. On the way out the door I
saw the cabs when this guy Paul grabbed my arm. We knew Paul
pretty well. He asked if Ben was there with me and I explained
the situation, but we ended up laughing at the way I was slurring
my words. He offered me a ride to Bens and I took it. We went to
a garage at 30 Rock and got in his car. It was a small sports car
and I made a fool of myself trying to get in and it was obvious
he saw I had no underwear on. I apologized over and over for
being so clumsy and for the accidental show. He said not to worry
and began to pull out of the space when the car alarm beside us
sounded in the garage. Apparently he got too close while pulling
out. The attendant wouldn’t let us pass at the garage gate until
he checked out the car alarm, he rolled down the security gate.
While we sat there waiting Paul excused himself to “adjust his
package”, after seeing me exposed. I was half asleep from my buzz
and I laughed at him with my head back in the seat. A few minutes
later the gate rolled up and we were off. I sat up half awake as
he buzzed through the streets and pulled into the garage at Ben’s
apartment.
When he parked he looked at me and said “You aren’t going to
leave me like this after showing me the goods are you?” as he
showed me his erect penis which must have been out of his pants
for the whole trip.
“I didn’t know what to say as he laid more guilt trips on me
about telling Ben that I teased him if I didn’t help him out.
Before I knew it I was stroking him with my hand. I was very
confused. He was very big and he kept asking me if Ben was as big
and if I had any other ideas. I told him to stop screwing with
me, that I was confused and just wanted to get upstairs. Then he
asked if Ben would believe it if he told him I “just jerked him
off.’ I began to get afraid he might say something and I was all
confused. He pulled my head down and being pretty drunk, pretty
horny wanting to be with Ben, and coerced by my guilt, I did it.
I was even excited by it for a few minutes and then it all hit me
and I told him I made a very big mistake and tried to get out of
the car. He started dialing Ben’s number and eventually he made
me finish him, or run the risk of him telling Ben. Selena I’m not
ashamed to admit that I’m not a stranger to oral sex with a man
that I love, but I never did it casually. Sunday Paul told Ben
what happened because of his own guilt and it all ended up being
my fault. Selena, I’m not a whore, I just made a mistake, but Ben
won’t talk to me. He answers his email, but that’s all. He hangs
up the phone on me if I call. What should I do?” She said before
dropping head head and half falling from the sofa to the floor.
She was totally distraught.
“Well, once again , grow up. If you knew what you were doing you
have to take responsibility, if not you have to tell him just
like you told me, or have you?”
“No, I haven’t. He won’t let me. He keeps throwing things in my
face.”
“Deneigh, go to his place and confront him without taking NO for
an answer. Insist that he listen to you and if he doesn’t like
what he hears, that will be the end. You can’t go over there and
cry and blubber. Be strong with your finger in his face to make
your points and be SURE he knows how much you love him. He is
yours to lose and if you let him walk away, it’s your own fault.”
Selena said with Selena logic.
“I don’t know if I can do that.” Deneigh answered.
“Then you don’t want him back bad enough, move on.” Selena said
coldly.
“Would YOU do that?”
“I DID THAT! . . . basically. I wanted Joe and I went and got
him.”
Deneigh thought about the strong loving relationship she had seen
when Joe and Selena met each time at the office and ached for the
same.
“I’ll have to sit and think and work this out in my head, if I’m
going to do it. Thanks for the words Selena. Of course you won’t
mention any of this to . . .”
“Don’t even let the thought pass . . . “ Selena assured her as
her timer went off.
“You better get yourself composed, it’s almost one. But let me
leave you with this, if one drunken indiscretion that you take
full responsibility for, even though you were at less than full
thought capacity, is enough to sour his relationship with you,
you better think long and hard about marriage to this guy. I
understand his initial reaction, but that should pass pretty
soon.” Selena told her as she walked her from her office.
“Thanks Selena, I’m so glad you’re here.” Deneigh said touching
her arm as she went to the Ladies Room to arrange herself.
Selena sat back and thought about the mess Deneigh was in.
Although she didn’t think she was totally responsible and had
been technically raped, she thought about how it could have never
happened to her. She would never have let herself get in that
position, and no matter how horny she was the thought of putting
any other man’s penis in her mouth was repulsive to her, even as
she thought about it now.
However, the talk of sex in general made her think of Joe and the
fact she would spend one more night without him. The promise of
Tuesday night more than made up for the anticipation.
After checking the latest stock figures they each retired back to
their offices and Selena began to type on her project on patience
with the market while she watched the news and stocks on her
monitors. There was a panic in cocoa prices in the European
market and she was trying to trace back some of the reasons. She
knew Ghana always has religious and political strife, but that
rarely affected the export of cocoa. Cocoa tied so closely with
sugar futures and the nations that produced sugar also exported
and helped set the price of gold. She once ran a scenario for a
paper at school where sugar exports could tweak gold prices and
now she wondered if cocoa might be the linchpin to do so.
Just after 2:30 John Branniff sent her his salient points on the
market story and she saw things she had missed. While she
incorporated those points in the story she watched things unfold
in cocoa and sugar. Shortly after 3 pm she walked her draft of
what began as a minor policy statement about patience in the
market to her partner John Branniff. While they were saving it
for the newsletter she began to wonder if they should get it out
as a policy rush before-hand. John said he would give it a look
and see her as they all left at 4 for a mini-discussion to sleep
on.
On her way back to her office she knocked on Willis Menard’s
door. She knew he was experienced in foreign commodities and
wanted to bounce the Ghana, cocoa, sugar, gold theory off him.
She told him she hadn’t thought it was solid enough to call a
general meeting, but just wondered what was coincidence, what was
domino, or was it all domino dust.
Willis smiled and listened to her and she thought he was going to
shrug her off. Then he moved a newspaper and folder away from his
desk and slipped a legal pad out from under other things. He held
it up to her.
There, scribbled were 3 words, “Gold, sugar, Ghana?”
“African gold seems to be teetering a bit, but I couldn’t figure
out why. Sugar prices were getting crazy anywhere I turned to
find the weakness. Ghana had weird pricing bounces in gold all
week. Let me see if jimmying with cocoa exports makes any sense
and who might be doing it. I see John wants to meet as we leave,
we’ll run this one up the pole as well.” Willis Menard said with
a smile as he dismissed her.
Selena went back to her office and once again one thing hit her
strangely.
“How do I fit in with these old farts? God I talk to them like
they’re my friends at school and we click. I should be thinking
these guys are my grandfathers, but they have the same interests
and thought processes as I do!” she thought to herself with a big
self-satisfying, gloating smile on her face.
“Doc Stevens back at PolyTech had told her time after time that
financial and numbers people see no colors, see no ages, see no
sex, they only see figures and wonder why they are what they
are.” She thought to herself, “and J Trace Fountain had intimated
the same things but now it all comes together.”
She sat so self satisfied in her leather seat for a few minutes
she had forgotten where she was. She put her nose back in her
written project and continued to monitor her interests until she
heard the Regulator sound 4 pm in the main room.
She opened her door to see the other 4 all gathered with coats on
and briefcases open on the table.
“Miss Hanson, I was just briefing the others on what we talked
about earlier and it will be a priority in the morning after
overnight markets check in.” Willis Menard said. “Do you have an
overnight connection? If you don’t I may be able to get you a
number or two and get you introduced to a few people. Your
connection to Mr. Johnson won’t hurt in introductions, you just
have to be able to help them from time to time.”
“I can call a friend on the Japanese floor, a Mr. Beupour. He may
have a lead or two.” She answered confidently.
“Good God Miss Hanson, do you know Slim? I hope your Mr. Johnson
wouldn’t leave you in a room with him. . . . . I kid you, but he
has a reputation. You can freely interest him in your theory. In
this room we know he was a candidate for your position and may
well be here if there should ever be a number 7.” Ross Curran
expounded.
“In the next 72 hours, if the market seems to stay as scared as
it’s been, I think we might expand your idea for a weekly article
in to a position statement. Middle core investors are ruining
great portfolios by their lack of faith. Can we see a finished
statement tomorrow by lunch?” Ross asked.
“Of course, I basically have it done now and Mr. Branniff and I
have to shine it up a bit.” Selena answered nervously.
“Great! I think we’re a team here already. Well, Charley goes
under the knife later on today. I talked to him earlier and he
passed all of his tests and he is relaxed and looking forward to
feeling better. His wife says he is anxious, but wanting to get
on with his life and can’t wait to get it out of the way. Over
all, he has the best of attitudes. Hopefully, Miss Hanson, when
you come back in July we can be a full team of 6. Charley is very
fond of you as a representative of today’s youth. You give him
hope and he certainly appreciated all of your calls to him in
preparing for this stint here. In any event, by morning we should
know how he did and I see no reason why we cannot carry on as
usual. Now, we’ve kept each other long enough, let’s adjourn
here.” Ross Curran said as he snapped his brief shut and began to
slide on his coat.
Deneigh had been waiting for a break and finally stuck her head
in.
“Miss Hanson, your driver is here.” She said quietly as Selena
nodded to her.
She gathered her things and was just behind the other four to
leave. As she went out the door Deneigh stopped her.
“Wish me luck, I’m going to Robben’s apartment from here. I told
him I HAD to see him if he wanted to end it.” She said nervously.
“He has to be to work at 8, but I’ll have a couple hours to make
my case.”
Selena stopped and went to the reception counter and whispered.
“You know what you want. Either fight or be a pussy and be
beaten. You know 20 drunken minutes shouldn’t change you life.”
Deneigh was surprised at her blunt response and use of language,
but smiled seeming to steel her nerves on Selena’s words.
Selena left and was back at The Four Season suite within 10
minutes. Her first day was fulfilling, emotional and tiring. She
lay on the bed and called Joe to see if he was home yet, but
stopped dialing once she realized it wasn’t yet 5 o’clock. She
laid back into the pillow and fell quickly asleep.
The ringing of Joe’s phone call around six brought Selena from a
deep sleep.
“H –H – Hello?” She stammered through the cobwebs of sleep.
“Is Selena, lady of leisure who can nap in the afternoon, there?”
Joe joked.
“Ha, she’s here and she’s dead asleep. Thank God you called. I
would have slept through until morning.” She replied.
“Tough day?” He asked.
“Joe, I fell like I was born to fill this position, I fit so
well. I did real good today, I fit right into the whole swing of
things and these men are so sweet. They treat me like I’m Charley
Ford himself. I came up with a policy statement today that began
as an article for the newsletter, and I think I smelled something
fishy overseas that might impact the gold price. I supposed to
call Slim tonight to . . . . “
“Whoa, slow down honey! Don’t weigh me down with the little
details. I’ll be there tomorrow, remember? You mention Slim, he
was going to try and call you tonight. When he’s in the States
this summer Ross Curran invited him to come and sit in for a few
days.” Joe interrupted her.
“Well, GREAT, I want to talk to him. But now let’s talk about
you. Miss me?” She teased.
“Oh baby, I miss you like crazy. I‘ve slept in cold beds before,
but when you’re supposed to be with me, it hurts even more.” Joe
said impatiently.
“It won’t be cold tomorrow night. We’ll make it sizzle, and
that’s a promise. You might recall a little treat I promised you,
that’s also a hot treat for me too!” She cooed.
“Baby, just holding you all night would make me happy as any man
could be. I love you like crazy.” Joe said in all seriousness.
“Same here lover, but save your strength. I’ll be a needy woman
tomorrow, all for you.” She whispered.
“OK, you’re starting to drive me crazy. Maybe we should get about
our nights. I have to make a testimonial speech at a retirement
party for one of the foremen.” Joe said, wanting to get going.
“I have to fly as well. I want to get my call into Slim. I love
you and wish you were here. Good-night!” Selena said as she hung
up.
Selena talked to her overseas connection known as Slim Beepo and
asked about her scenario of Ghana commodities prices and trading
being jimmied to compensate for gold prices and he thought she
might have something worth looking at and promised to spend some
time on it and get back to her Tuesday. He mentioned that he
wanted to move back to the states so he could settle down and get
married. His fiancé didn’t want a long distance marriage and
didn’t want to move overseas. Getting together once a month was
wearing thin on her and he was anxious to move back. WSG would be
a great opportunity for him. By the time he interviewed and would
be voted on, she would be a full time member and have some say in
the decision. She assured him that he would get fair
consideration as she thought at least 2 other members already
knew of his talents.
Following her call Selena took a short walk to a deli for a light
dinner before settling in for a good nights sleep. Just before 9
o’clock when she was about ready to change into her bed clothes,
her phone rang.
“Miss Hanson, this is the desk. A person wishes to see you and we
need your permission to escort her to your suite. Her name is
Deneigh and if you like I can put a closed circuit photo on your
TV.”
“That won’t be necessary. Please let her up.” She replied.
“Oh God!” she thought to herself. “If I open my door to a
red-eyed basket case I may be sorry I stuck my nose in.”
When her door chime rang she half expected to see Joseph, as he
hadn’t been there when she returned. Many times, especially on
Mondays, he left after 10 am and returned at 4 pm to greet his
regular business people who spent the week. But she opened the
door to Martin.
“Miss Hanson, Deneigh to see you.” Martin said.
“Yes, Martin. Thank you. I expected to see Joseph.” She said as
she stepped back to let Deneigh in.
“He apologizes, he was just leaving and I took the call.” Martin
said.
“No need to apologize Martin. You’re all so helpful. I’ll see you
before I leave, be sure.” Selena said knowing Martin might look
for a gratuity.
She closed the door and turned to Deneigh to evaluate her face
and what it might tell. Her lips were pursed as if waiting to
burst into a smile before blurting out her news.
“You are AWESOME! When he opened the door and I mowed him down
with straight logic before he could say anything. He kept backing
up while I barked at him and asked the questions and not giving
him a chance to answer. I ended with “If you think I’m going to
give up the dream of being married to you for the rest of my life
so easily maybe YOU didn’t know who you asked to marry you in the
first place” and that backed him into a corner and he had tears
in his eyes.”
“Whoa, Deneigh, take a breath, and take the credit. I didn’t do
anything.” Selena insisted.
“No, for the first time I wore the balls in the relationship. I
realized when you were talking to me that I loved him so much and
wasn’t going to let him just tell me it was over. I had plans for
the rest of my life with him and we were the perfect couple. Yes,
I made a big mistake, but it wasn’t something I planned on and I
was drunk and I was coerced. I found out that the story Paul told
Ben was a LOT different than the truth and Ben believed me,
because he knows me. Then after I said everything I had to say he
told me he never knew how MUCH I loved him. He couldn’t believe
my passion, but it was YOU who really got me thinking. Thank you
so much!” She said as she hugged Selena hard.
“If everything is so great again, why aren’t you with him?”
“He has to work a couple of nights and this is one of them. I
wanted to jump his bones right then, but I told him to get Paul
to come over tomorrow and confront him in front of both of us,
then we could make love. I’m not having that hang over my head.”
Deneigh said.
“See! You ARE a smart woman, making sure all the questions are
answered.” Selena insisted again.
“I just wanted to thank you for giving me the kick in the pants
to make me stop feeling sorry for myself. I was kind of hoping I
could take you downstairs and buy you a drink.” Deneigh said in a
wishful tone.
“I’m really an early to bed gal during the week, but I’ll share a
wine or two with you here. I have a stocked bar.” Selena offered.
“How far do you have to travel afterwards, and you’re not driving
are you?”
“No. I’m a city girl and I train and subway most everywhere, but
after 10 pm I taxi, and believe me, unless I’m with Ben, it’s
ONLY taxi.” Deneigh proclaimed.
Selena laughed at her remark and walked over to the bar and took
out a bottle of wine and poured for the both of them. She would
be happy to get a couple wines to help her sleep and blot out the
day, but she rarely drank alone.
As the third glass of wine was being drunk the talk turned to
personal things and of course, sex.
“So, if Ben wasn’t in the picture, would this asshole Paul be
someone you might be interested in? I don’t mean after the fact,
I mean if Ben never had a relationship with you.” Selena asked.
“Do you mean, is he cute or attractive? Yes, he is, and hung at
least as good as Ben, hee hee hee hee hee. Seriously though, when
he pushed my head down I was pissed off at him. No man had ever
done that to me. I was horny as hell, wanting Ben and he put
himself as a roadblock, and at the moment it seemed a small price
to pay, besides he made me feel guilty that I caused it all by
not wearing underwear. But I never wear underwear. I was pretty
dumb. You probably think I’m a whore or something, but I’ve only
done that to 2 men before; my high school beau, and Ben.”
“I didn’t draw any conclusions. It’s very personal sex that
should only be shared by those in special relationships. I’m sure
you had little choice.” Selena said without judging.
“I was too drunk to fight. Looking back on it now, I think he
would have tried to rape me, if I didn’t do what I did. I mean, I
was passed out in the car from the parking lot to Ben’s apartment
building.
Again, I want to thank you for pushing me in the right direction.
I should get running along as we BOTH have to get to work early.
I KNOW I’ll have a better day tomorrow. I’m sleeping at Ben’s
tonight. He gets home when I get up and he knows nothing will
happen until we confront Paul, but some morning hugs and kisses
will go far.” Deneigh said as she moved toward the door with
Selena at her side.
“Good night Deneigh, I’ll see you in the morning.”
“By the way,” Deneigh said, “You realize that those guys think
the world of you and you really pep them up. They’ve each told me
today alone how much they like you, your freshness. Oh, and
Charlie got through the surgery fine and his wife talked to him
in recovery. Ross called me.”
“Great. Good night.”
Selena couldn’t wait to get to bed as the wine had drained her
greatly. What Deneigh had told her about the “guys” made her very
happy. She felt like she really fit in, and that assured her..
She got in the lonely bed and thought about how she missed Joe
and his touch, but knew 24 hours later she would be fulfilled and
happy. Once her head hit the pillow it was lights out for Selena.
Chapter 43
The gentle ringing of the phone stirred Selena. She had set it on
low ring, figuring she would rarely need the wake up call.
“Hello thank you!” She said to the waker and hung up, then
quickly sat up on the side of the bed afraid to fall asleep
again.
Once again the phone rang and she reached for it again.
“Please don’t hang up in my ear this time.” She heard Joe say.
“Oh my God, that was you! I’m so sorry my love.” She said,
embarrassed.
“I just called Joseph and told him I would handle your wake-up. I
have to be at a job site in Tarrytown at 10 this morning and I
should be in Manhattan by noon or one. I’ll call Diane, or
whatever her name is when I get to town if I can get you for
lunch. She should know when you’re all going today, and if you’re
even available.” Joe prattled on.
“Yes, that’s fine, and it’s Deneigh, not Diane. We usually stay
in for lunch on Tuesday, but one or more of them may go to see
Charley Ford at the hospital if they’ll let him have visitors.
I’m going on Saturday and Sunday since I’m guaranteed to be in
town. Sunday I’m going with Deneigh, and if all is well he goes
home on Monday. So if some go, we’ll probably all take an hour,
but when is a good question.” She replied, keeping it
business-like.
“Uhh…. I’m standing here wet from the shower with a towel around
me. Any ideas?” Joe said with a wicked tone in his voice.
“I’m sitting here butt naked on the edge of the bed. You bet your
ass I have ideas!” She giggled. “Get your ass down here so we can
get the sheets sweaty.”
“I’m thinking of sweet tender love making and you’re thinking of
sweating on the sheets?” He asked.
“I’m thinking of my sweaty palms full of the sheets hanging on
for all I have while you fill my body with your body as I try to
keep from slipping into orgasm overload and passing out.” She
growled.
“Oh God, I love you! What a picture THAT is Essy. It will be a
fine night and I can’t wait to see you to start our 2 week
adventure. I promise, that even with you working, this will be a
vacation, a hot sexy vacation.” Joe said, obviously aroused.
“You have no less a promise from me, hot cakes. You’ll be hiding
that thing from me while some part of me that craves it.
Hahahahahahaha. I love you Joseph Johnson. Be careful getting
down here. There’s no hurry to have lunch, we can eat LOTS later.
Hee hee.” She giggled once again.
“Okay, I’ve got to get going before I have to take care of a . .
. . problem.” Joe said.
“Okay, honey, I love you and I’ll see you later.” Selena said as
she hung up and headed off to the shower.
In the shower Selena would have been lying to herself if she
didn’t feel tempted to wash in between her legs extra good. She
knew her clit had a little itch but she wanted to make the
evening that much better and have Jose there to scratch her
special itch. It didn’t mean that she couldn’t enjoy a few
spontaneous rushes as she washed, though. When she turned to
scrub her back and then put down her loofah stick she took the
soap to wash between the round globes of her ass. As her finger
washed over her little wrinkled notch she couldn’t help but
tingle in anticipation of the evening. She quickly squatted down
in the shower and thrust a hand down past her smooth mound to
touch and rub her asshole to work a fingertip in. She felt the
familiar opening of her anus to the pressure of her finger and
pushed just to the first knuckle.
“Oh God!” She thought, “When his fat cock stretches me open
tonight and slides past where my finger is right now, it will be
heaven to be so full of him.”
She quickly caught herself in her fantasy diddling and
regretfully popped her finger out and stood as little rushes
poured over her.
“Business, Selena. BUSINESS!” She reminded herself as she
finished washing her hand and rinsed.
Within a half hour she was on the elevator with freshly dried
hair and a smart business suit, her coat over her arm and brief
in the other hand.. Even with her conservative dress mode, when
the elevator opened she caught the eyes of any man with a beating
heart. She had time in the Atrium Garden for a coffee and sweet
roll to get her going for the day. Joseph who had noticed her
come off the elevator was soon at the entrance motioning to her.
Her driver had arrived.
She smiled and hurried up to meet him as he helped her with her
coat and took her brief and walked her to the car.
“I really should have walked to the office today if I had known
it was this warm. It must be pushing 50, and for early December
its pretty balmy.” She said making small talk.
“While Mr. Johnson isn’t here I would feel better if you took the
car. These streets are pretty safe, but I think of myself as your
guardian Miss Hanson. Mr. Johnson arrives today, correct?” Joseph
confirmed as he opened the door to the Towne Car.
“Yes, early afternoon.” She confirmed.
“Shanna will call you later to make plans for some night this
week.” Joseph whispered as he reached in to hand her the
seatbelt.
She winked back and was on her way.
The formal atmosphere of The Four Season was very nice, but not
being able to acknowledge Joseph as their friend was off-putting.
Joseph kept the code of the establishment to the letter and
wanted it no other way.
Selena was the first to arrive at the brownstone fronted office
of WSG. She heard the latch click as she hit the top step knowing
that Deneigh had seen her.
“Good Morning, I hope those wines last night didn’t slow your
morning.” Selena said with a wry smile.
Nothing could slow my morning today. EVERYTHING is perfect. Wait
until you hear what I have to tell you. I hope I can finish
before any of the others get here. Robben saw Paul at work last
night and before Ben could say anything to him Paul said that he
wanted to get together about a football weekend he was able to
score tickets for. If Ben had the miles on his CitiBank, Paul had
the tickets. So Ben said “Great, come over tonight and Deneigh
will be there too and we can finally rehash this thing like 3
adults.” Ben said Paul turned very nervous, but said OK. Then at
about 4 this morning Paul comes in and tells Ben that he just
quit and was going back to WSJ as a floor reporter. Ben was
confused and Paul said he had to “claim mea culpa on the whole
situation and will take my licks on my betrayal of you.” In plain
words, he admitted what he did!” Deneigh said while positively
glowing.
“Whoa, he QUIT his job? He felt THAT guilty?”
“Well he quit at Barrons Weekly. Wall Street Journal publishes
Barrons and they cull the Barrons staff from WSJ reporters, so
this is like a HUGE step backwards, but he was that wrought with
guilt.”
“Did he confess to Ben?”
“Ben tried to run him down and ask more questions but Paul just
said to take his word that he used both of us and was “ashamed
and disgusted” with himself. All Ben really got was the “I claim
mea culpa on the whole situation and will take my licks on my
betrayal of you.” If I hadn’t taken your words, Selena, none of
this may have ever come out. My guilt caused me the shame that
Paul has now.”
Selena reached over the reception counter and took both of her
hands and squeezed them.
“I didn’t do it, you did. I’m so happy for you. Maybe we all get
together sometime, the four of us.” Selena said as she picked up
her brief and headed through the big door into the offices.
She got one step into the main room and stopped and looked back
at Deneigh, who was still glowing.
“How was it? Surprised you weren’t late this morning.” She said
with a sly grin as Deneigh flushed crimson, rolled her eyes and
blew out a silent “Whew” with her mouth.
Selena winked back and was off to her office.
By the middle of the morning Selena was on top of the world. She
was going to read a policy statement for the press at 11 o’clock,
her policy statement, and her hunch on commodities fraud in the
Ghana markets proved true and the readjustment of the African
Gold price was cancelled, saving the higher end investors with
Gold as their primary from holding a possible panic sell-off.
Ross Curran had patted her on the back in front of the others
saying that what she uncovered was distinctly “the reason why we
are here, why people pay us to look out for things others can’t
see, why WE are the standard” She knew everyday at WSG would not
be like this, but for now she knew she fit and felt every little
bit the part of a whole team.
At 10:55 there was a soft beep from the phone and Deneigh
announced to all that they should meet in the Board Room. When
she came out the financial press had already assembled and bright
lights blared over the far end on the room where a podium with
microphone was again set up. The dark blue WSGG backdrop hung on
either side of the Regulator. Ross crooked a finger to her to
take her aside.
“Instead of stepping back with us to finish the statement, step
to the side and I’ll step down. I’ll say a few words about
Charley and then introduce you formally as a member. Then we both
step back and look like a pretty woman with a bunch of old farts
again, alright?” He said with a smile, totally breaking the staid
tenor they usually adhered to.
Although she felt uneasy at being introduced, she knew there
would be no questions afterwards, so there was nothing else to be
wary off.
She read her statement flawlessly and fluently explaining how
panic over market adjustment could cause more undue sell-off and
that staying the course was the best move for most investors. It
was an almost 2 minute read leaving lots of quotes for financial
news organizations to cull for their broadcasts, which was their
intention. When Ross Curran stepped down and updated everyone on
Charles Ford she nervously kept her eyes on him, but when he
turned to introduce her by name she felt a proud smile crawl over
her lips. Upon conclusion of her introduction Ross turned to her
and said “Congratulations!” and shook her hand, and then
applauded. The other 3 did the same as others in the room joined
in.
Totally embarrassed, she and Ross stepped back in line until the
lights went off and someone shouted “out” in the back on the
room.
“Whew, was the applause necessary?” She whispered low to no-one.
J Trace Fountain who flanked her other side touched her shoulder
and leaned towards her ear.
“Yes. Yes it was. You are a remarkable young woman and an example
to all of today’s youth to what hard work can bring. I say
Bravo!”
She felt a tear form and she turned and squeezed his hand and
quickly headed to her office as did the others. On her desk was a
copy of today’s press release along with another release stating
that WSG was now officially WSGG, The Wall Street Global Group,
with 6 working members and only the markets strength or
volatility could limit the number of members working towards
their subscribers goals.
As she finished reading she heard a knock on her door and she
looked up to see Ross Curran waiting for the OK to come in.
“Please, come in.”
“Just so you won’t worry, our charter has been rewritten that
until midnight June 30th any one of us that you choose will proxy
your vote on anything. We don’t want to bother or upset your last
few months of a great college career. You take your time to study
and enjoy the end of your time at PolyTech. Having to make you
official as well as the name change was something our lawyers
felt was timely with Charley’s surgery. We would like you to meet
with our lawyer team before you leave to sign the proxy, as well
as to meet them. They are a big part of this organization as you
will see. Obviously legal determination of everything that goes
public from this office is paramount. Little that passes over
Deneigh’s desk, to or from any of us, hasn’t passed the sniff
test on their side. They’ll be in touch with you.” Ross explained
in a fatherly tone.
“Who? Who should I pick?”
“That is up to you Selena. If you think any one of us has more of
a bend in your leanings than another, choose him. You won’t hurt
anyone’s feelings. Politics, religion and money are things that
should never be argued or discussed among friends or family. We
HAVE to discuss money, but as to the other two subjects, we
consider each other both family and friend.” Ross said with a
little smile as he excused himself.
She sat at her desk and reflected for a moment and then looked up
at the screens on the wall as well as the monitor on her desk.
She picked up a pencil and put it to her legal pad making notes
in new thought. A few minutes passed when she looked at her watch
and as she did she heard the billboard to an interoffice message
from Deneigh that would pop-up on her screen.
“Due to planned mid-day absences our lunch break will be 12:15
until 1:30 at your choosing.”
“In plain words, there is no group lunch today, we are on our
own.” Selena thought, wondering when Joe would call.
As that thought passed through her mind the intercom rang, and
she hoped it was Joe.
“Hi Selena, I’m having a sandwich sent in, I can order for you
and we can eat together while they’re all out.” Deneigh said.
Selena was disappointed that it wasn’t Joe and also down that she
had to turn Deneigh down. Her position as an equal of the other 5
made it very difficult to socialize in the office with her. She
had decided that in the office she should keep the same protocol
as the others. She wanted to make sure she wasn’t “one of the
girls” or “one of the guys”. She wanted to be one of The Six and
command the respect they all had from them AND Deneigh. She
wasn’t sure if she might have to have a heart to heart with her
and hurt her feelings as well as make her look like a shrew.
She thought she better keep the cold distance like the others
inside the walls, but might certainly get together with her and
Robben socially with Joe. It might not take her long to figure
that out.
“No, I think I have other plans to go out as well. Joe should
call soon. I have a couple things I’m working on and will go out
after he calls.” She said curtly without being rude or brusque.
She had already taken “the wall” down for her personal problems
and knew she should keep it up inside the office.
Selena continued updating URL’s from the others and added her own
to the bank they shared. Every few moments she was switching the
satellite channels to different news organizations overseas. She
truly had her hands and feet, fingers and toes into her job.
At precisely 12:30 her phone rang again.
“Hey, I’m running a bit late, I missed your lunch, huh?” Joe said
on hearing her voice.
“Depends. If you’re right here on the block, I have another hour.
They all went out today and I was just about to.” Selena
answered.
“I am waving to Deena, Diane or whatever her name is, right now
through the window.” Joe said smartly.
“I’ll put on my coat and be right out!” She said as she hung up
and dashed for the coat rack and headed for the door.
“Deneigh, I’ll be back on time. You have my cell if you need me.”
Selena said as she walked clicking her heels out the door and
down the steps.
Deneigh just smiled and waved as she watched her go through.
Joe was out in a flash to open her door, but not before planting
a kiss on her. He jumped back in the roadster and sped off as
fast as you can on a Manhattan side street.
“If you have just an hour, let’s just go to the buffet at The
Seasons, then I can walk you back.” Joe suggested.
“Sounds great!” She said as she leaned over and touched his leg,
mid-thigh.
“I missed you so. Too bad I can’t take the afternoon.”
“You’d be alone. I have an appointment with a lawyer this
afternoon to settle a contract from almost 5 years ago. It’s
holding up the final papers for the transfer of the company
stock. Long story, but only a few thousand dollars. We should
just pay him, but when you’re right you’re right. I have the
supporting paperwork. But no more business talk for now. There’s
Joseph, I hope he can park this close or leave it on the
promenade.” Joe said in one rambling spiel.
“Good after noon Miss Hanson, Mr. Johnson. May I park it for
you?” Joseph said shaking Joe’s hand, glad to see his friend.
“Can you keep it close? I have to go 10 blocks uptown for 2:15.”
“Let me park it and I’ll have a cab for you. 10 blocks at that
hour could be a long, long story.”
“You know best my friend. After lunch I’m walking her back and
I’ll be here for 1:45, OK?” Joe said as he handed him the keys.
Joe looked him hard in the eye to whisper. “What time you off?”
“3:30 today.” He answered under his breath.
“Dutch’s around the corner for beers?” Joe said.
“Deal, Mr. Johnson.” Joseph said, glad to have a chance to
socialize with his friend.
“That’s nice for you. Getting a head start on the evening? Why
don’t I meet you there when I’m through.” Selena said, jealous of
Joe’s plans.
“Mmmmm, you wouldn’t like Dutch’s. It’s for manly men and I can
guarantee you would be the only woman in there. I’ll show you
sometime. It’s where brokers meet to make UTC (under the counter)
deals. No one says hello to anyone, so you never have to admit
you saw anyone there.” Joe said with a grin.
“I wouldn’t pass for a manly man.” She said as they rushed into
the buffet room and Joe showed a 2 with his fingers to the
hostess.
Joe sat Selena at a table and told her to wait as he went up and
got two plates.
He put small scoops of Beef Stroganoff over freshly steamed green
beans for each of them along with a scoop of cottage cheese with
fruit over it, one peaches, one strawberry. He took 2 fresh
croissants and he was on his way back to their table.
“Noodles on any buffet are usually too hard or too soft and rice
is gross. Try this Stroganoff over beans, you’ll like it. You
pick your fruit.” Joe said smartly as he sat down.
“You’ll be eating the peach later, so I’ll take that now.” She
said with a smirk on her face as she tasted the beef concoction.
“Oh, so she wants to play?” He said with a wide grin.
“No, I just wanted you to know what I’ve been thinking about.”
She said with a grin.
“Me too! Is there wine in the room?” He asked in a low voice.
“Mmmm Hmmm, and 2 flavors of lube too, one red and one white.”
She said with some sass.
“Ohhhhh Kay! Still playing, huh?”
“No, I’m done. I haven’t teased you for a while and I wanted you
to know that I’m IN.”
They made sexy eyes at each other as they ate and made small
talk.
“Enough to eat? There’s LOTS up there.” Joe said.
“No this was perfect. You always know what I like. I’ll have to
remember to come here sometimes for lunch.”
“It’s pricey if you’re not staying here. I’ll make sure Juliette
knows who you are.”
“Juliette, huh? Another conquest?”
“I’ll have to check my black book, I forget. . . . . Come on
Essy, don’t put me on the spot all the time. I didn’t know you
then. She’s married now.”
Selena knew to keep her mouth closed now. She didn’t want to make
Joe mad and she really wasn’t concerned over Juliette, who was
good looking enough, but no longer in Joe’s class, probably 50 or
more. The classy lady, Juliette, must have known they were
talking about her as she came over to the table.
“Hello Joe and you must be Selena, the girl that finally stole
Joe’s heart. You should know that many of us tried, but he was
far too elusive for a long time. I’ve seen you here at the hotel
before and should have introduced myself. I’m Juliette.” She said
holding out her hand.
“Selena, pleased to meet you. Joe told me you were nice and I
should meet you.” Selena said politely.
“I know from Joseph that you are a smart business woman, and for
that you should be proud. When I was your age those doors weren’t
as open as they are now. You’ve fallen in love with a wonderful
man, just don’t believe the stories he tells you about me. That
was a long time ago. My oldest son began high school this year
which makes me ask, Joe, why don’t YOU get any older?” Juliette
asked straightforwardly.
Before he could answer, Selena couldn’t resist.
“I keep him young just like he keeps me young. Ages are just
numbers. We don’t worry about them. We hope our love will keep
the youth in our relationship.” She said with a big smile.
“You two are perfect! So nice to have seen you Joe and a pleasure
to meet you Selena. Joseph says you’ll be living in town soon, be
sure you come up for lunch every now and then and let me know how
you two are doing. The buffet is always quick and hot.” Juliette
said excusing herself.
“You were screwing her before I was born, weren’t you?”
“Not quite, but close. I met her on a trip with my Dad while I
was in college. She worked in The Stadium Club then. He got
passes with our tickets and while he talked business with a bunch
of suits, I made a date with her at the bar. That night I went
out with her and got back to the hotel at 6 in the morning. My
Dad was furious.” Joe chuckled.
“I don’t need details.”
“You weren’t going to get them. YOU asked if I was screwing her
before you were born. Now don’t start getting silly again about
this.” Joe said, obviously bristled.
“I’m OK. I just see the way others look at you and I get jealous,
and I KNOW I have nothing to be jealous about. They have
memories, I HAVE YOU.” Selena said as she gathered her things.
“Alright, so promise me you’ll stop being silly about this. If
you hear I cheated on you, you know it’s a lie. If you meet an
old girlfriend, remember it’s an old girlfriend. Past tense,
over, done. YOU are now and forever.” Joe asked getting up to get
right in her face.
“Promise, with a kiss.” She said kissing him quickly.
They left arm in arm after putting on their coats. Joe walked her
back to her office and he rushed back to get the cab Joseph would
secure.
At 4:15 Selena walked to the corner across the street from The
Four Seasons to wait for the WALK light. She looked to the south
corner and saw the two Joes coming up the street.
“Finish that beer already?” She yelled across the din of traffic.
They crossed over quickly to her side and made small talk before
Joseph had to get home. Joe took Selena’s arm and crossed to the
hotel and whisked her up the elevator to their room.
Joe walked her to the bar and held out a stool for her.
“Wine or a beer?”
“I’ll drink whatever you are.”
“I started with beer, I’ll stick.”
Joe brought 2 beers around, with a pilsner glass for her. He
poured and stood next to her, hugging his face to her hair.
“God, you smell good. I think I know what I want for dinner.” Joe
groaned.
“Really?” She said as her hand on her knee snuck out to touch the
front of Joe’s pants. “I was kind of thinking along the same line
myself. I want you bad enough; I could make this beer a chaser.”
“Do you mean to say that the pretty lady who I saw on FNN a few
minutes ago telling me to be prudent about my portfolio, is
trying to get in my pants?” Joe whispered as he looked down at
the hand brushing over his “interested” package.
“Not only that, she wants to get into your pants while wearing
the same dress you saw her in on TV; kinky enough?” She said, her
hand making Joe painfully aware that the touch was not
accidental.
Selena made sure she had Joe more than interested before she
pulled down his zipper and reached in to fish out his cock. She
stroked it a few times looking at it intently and then looked up
to Joes eyes.
“Sit on the stool.” She ordered him as he quickly moved back and
scooted his butt to the back of the stool.
She grinned and stood up from her stool and put her hands,
mid-thigh, on each of his legs and leaned up to kiss him.
“Do you think the promise of sliding that cute little fella up my
hiney later will be enough to excite him all over again?”
“Oh God, yes!” Joe said with a tremble in his voice.
Keeping her hands in place she bent over his cock and hollowed
her mouth and took the head in her mouth, licking, sucking and
slobbering over it as she realized how much she missed the taste
and feel of it in her mouth. As her saliva began to run down the
shaft she dipped her head lower to spread it around. As Joe began
to squirm in his stool he put his hand on her head to guide her.
She was intent on getting him fast, and he was intent on helping
her. They settled on a rhythm of her bobbing up and down on him
while she kept a fairly tight suction.
“Oh Essy, you sweet little love maker. You suck my cock so good
and make me feel so happy. I know if I start thinking about
screwing you in that cute little ass of yours, your hiney, as you
always say, I’m gonna shoot right in your mouth. You WANT that
cock in your ass don’t you? You’ll get it there, just not until I
eat that ass and your pussy. Then I’ll fuck you until you scream
for more.
I’m gonna cum, CUM, CUMMMMMMM, OHHHHHHHHHHH AHHHHH!”
Selena never wavered in her mouth motion over him, even after he
began to shoot into her mouth. She swallowed hard around him
twice and let the rest collect as he began to remove his hand
from her head. She lifted her head and swallowed, and then squat
in front of him to lick and tease at the head, cleaning any last
drops he made. He began to cry out as he couldn’t take any more
and she let him go and looked up at him.
“I TOLD you I missed you, right?” She said with a wide grin
before standing up and kissing him. Then she took her beer glass
and downed the contents, then reached over to Joe and tucked his
cock back into his pants, smiled and kissed him quickly.
“Now, my turn.” She said as she began to hike up her skirt and
sit back in her stool.
Joe smiled as he dropped off the stool to his feet and then squat
down right in front of her.
“Oooo, pretty panties! I think I’ll leave them on.” He said as he
pulled them aside to expose her smooth mound.
The sweet and sour aroma of her slit drew his tongue right in as
he tasted her sex, parting her lips with his tongue. He ran his
tongue up and down her slit tasting the juices she made while she
did him, but he wanted to do what she did. That was to make her
cum as soon as possible.
After cleaning up her copious juices his lips found her
prominent clit and began to suck at it while his tongue played
over its swollen bud. Like he, she put her hand on the top of his
head to be sure he didn’t stray. He was doing double time on her
most sensitive spot and she was already trembling.
“AYA AYA, OHHHHHHH. JOEY! SO GOOD! LICK IT, LICKIT!” She wailed
as he began to get to her sexual core.
“ERRRRRRRG GOD!” She whined. “SHOW ME WHERE YOU’RE GOING TO FUCK
ME, SHOW ME!!”
With one hand holding the gusset of her panty aside the other was
free and he ran his middle finger right up into her pussy, but
that wasn’t the target she was thinking of. He slid the finger
out and ran in just between the leather of the seat and the
little hole that hid underneath her. He circled it once and drove
his long middle finger home into her little hiney.
“SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS OH YOU BAD MAN. YOUR FINGER’S UP MY ASS AND
I’M GOING TO CUM!!!! HO HO HO HAAAAAAAAAA ZZZT!” She growled as
she pressed Joe’s face into her pussy.
All too soon the pressure of holding Joe to her sex changed to
her pushing him away.
“OHHH JOEY, LET IT REST . . . .REST!” she exclaimed ass he came
down from her sexual high.
Her hand reached down and put it around his wrist and pushed the
finger up her ass away.
“Oh God, how does that big cock ever fit up there, your finger
feels like a watermelon.” She said as Joe stood and kissed her as
she had him, and then downed his beer.
Selena stood and leaned on the bar for a moment while her skirt
fell back over her legs.
Joe took her in his arms and hugged her tightly.
“Why don’t we go and get undressed, take nice long shower
together and take it from there?” He said still anxious to show
his love and how he missed her.
They went into the bedroom arm in arm slowly and then turned to
each other holding both hands.
“We sure have fun, huh?” She said laughing heartily.
“We do, and I would never change any of it. The first day I look
at you and don’t get excited, I’ll worry. Until then let the fun
continue.” He answered her, laughing himself.
They undressed each other and held hands into the shower where
they washed and caressed each other to prepare for a night of
love-making.
After they dried and stood in front of the large bathroom mirror
they brushed their teeth, Joe shaved, and Selena primped a bit
before combing her hair out. She was looking intently at herself
as she combed when she felt a kiss at her right rear cheek.
“Joey! Kissing my bottom, you bad boy! Wait until we get in the
bedroom!”
But Joe kept kissing her round bottom all over one side and then
the other until he came to the top of her crease.
“Come on Joe, Let’s take it out there.” She whined as she
finished her hair.
Before she could move Joe’s hands went to her hips and pressed
her up against the bath counter as his tongue went into her
crease and swathed it deeply.
Selena bent over instinctively at the intrusion.
“Ohhhh Joe, that’s so nice and you’re so nasty. Not here though.”
She moaned again, but not as convincing.
Now totally bent over the counter with her hands protecting her
nipples from the cold stone, Joe slid his hands back and parted
the 2 perfect globes and finished licking the whole of the crease
and eventually the wrinkled little treasure that lay deep between
them. When his tongue found that most personal of places he felt
her relax onto the counter, resigned to his deed.
Joe licked and teased and broadened the little hole with the flat
of his tongue, licking and tickling the sensitive area that was
rampant with nerve endings.
Selena hummed a high pitch hum as Joe continued to lick and open
her up.
Her breath was almost a hiccough now as she began to start and
revel at the sexual innuendo this play was having with her female
plumbing. Finally she could stand no more tease.
“In, . . . aaaahhh, IN! PLEASE!” She whined.
Joe slid a hand under the angle of her right arm, whose hand was
protecting her nipple, and touched her chin. She tipped her head
down and took the middle finger now pointing at her and sucked it
like she had sucked his cock earlier, except when she let it out
she left it coated with lots of stringy saliva. She knew what Joe
wanted, and she knew what SHE wanted.
Joe pulled the hand back, careful not to lose any of the copious
spit and lifted his face from her ass. With one hand holding her
open he placed the finger at her center and slowly slipped it in.
“HHNNNNNNNNNNNN!! OHHHH! THAT’S ITTTTT!” She ground out as she
relished in the feel of being taken with the finger.
“FUCK ME! OPEN ME!” She wailed as he fucked his finger in and
out.
Then Joe removed the finger and centered his tongue on the little
hole and got just a bit more of it in as she began to open up.
Back with the finger he went as she bucked on the counter, and
then back with his tongue. She squealed as he went from one
pleasure to the other. In one abrupt move he stood from behind
her and picked her up and carried her to the bed. He set her down
and turned her legs toward him and pulled her to the edge of the
bed. With no warning her sunk his cock in her pussy and began to
fuck her hard as she wailed in ecstasy.
Joe was like a man possessed as he plowed her open with 20 or
more hard thrusts into and then stopped as abruptly as he
started. Before she could react he pinned her legs back and dove
his mouth into her smooth quim, sucking hard at her clit. Selenas
cries of pleasure never seemed to stop as he drove her sex roller
coaster.
“Eat it eat it EAT IT!” She shouted out as his tongue drove her
clit crazy. Then he swathed his tongue from bottom to top to
collect all of her juices and then fell back on the bed.
Selena sat right up and dove for his cock swallowing it down
until she gagged. She then used her fist and lips to stroke up
and down on him, covering him with her saliva. She then sat up
and duck walked up to straddle him. She reached between her legs
and took his cock and pushed it inside herself.
“ARRRRRRRR GOD You make me crazy!!” She said as she impaled
herself fully and began to rock on him.
“Your pussy feels like a gloved hand around me, so fucking
tight!” Joe exclaimed, rolling his eyes.
Selena fell forward and locked her lips to his as tongues darted
and played in their passion. Then she snaked her hand under the
pillow and came out with the lube tube and butt toy. She broke
her lip lock and sat up.
She hugged the tube and toy to her breast and looked at him
wickedly.
“Want to watch my face as I stretch myself out for you?”
The little grin on Joe’s face was all the answer she needed.
She set the toy on Joes belly and unscrewed the lube. She held
two fingers together and squeezed a swirl of the gel on them.
Locking her eyes to Joe she reached behind herself and applied
the gel to her asshole and then, rolling her eyes up, she pushed
a finger inside.
“Oooo one finger!: She said slowly blowing out a breath as her
arm movement made her deed obvious, sliding in and out of her
little hole.
“Now two!” She grunted as she fell forward a bit, steadying her
self with a hand on Joe’s stomach.
“I can’t wait until your big fat cock is up there filling me up.”
She sighed. “It feels like you’re inside ALL of me, a part of
me.”
After making pleasure filled faces at Joe she looked down at the
toy and took her fingers from herself around to pick it up. She
began to transfer what lube was left on her fingers to the green
toy. The toy was 8 inches long with a flat base to prevent it
from being lost. It was only and inch or so around at the tip,
graduating up to about 3 inches around and then back to 2 or less
around before the base.
She squeezed more lube on the toy and began to rub it around it.
She took the tube again and placed another swirl on two fingers
and brought it back to the little hole just above where Joe’s
cock filled her pussy.
“I’m ready to try this. I bet you’ll feel this right along side
your cock.” She said with a nasty glint in her eye.
She bent forward a bit and reached behind herself. Joe watched
her face as she lined the toy up with herself and saw her eyes
roll as she pushed it in.
She sucked her breath in hard as it slid through her defenses
right up to the widest part of the toy.
“Ohhhhhhh that hurts, but it hurts good. It’s cold and
unyielding, not warm and velvety like you.” She said with a grunt
before sucking up a deep breath and pushing it the rest of the
way in to the base.
“OHHHHHoooo!” she whined as she fell onto Joe.
He reached his hand over her and took her cheeks in his hands and
began to fuck her slowly, feeling the hard toy beside his own
firmness.
“Holy Shit I’m full.” She whispered as she hugged her head beside
his.
Joe continued to fuck her with short slow strokes and she began
to quiver and shake with little orgasms as she hiccoughed breaths
trying to control her body’s response.
“Oh Joe, Oh Joe I can’t take anymore. Get this cold thing out of
my ass and fuck me like I need to be fucked in my hiney, my ass.
Take me, fill me, make me yours.” She cooed in his ear, her words
making his cock jump.
He lifted her arm at the elbow from his side and began to slide
out to show her his intentions. She pulled her pussy off his cock
and lifted her leg to let him out. As he moved behind her she
lowered her head on a pillow and hugged it with both arms as she
stuck her ass in the air.
The site of her smooth mound topped with the base of the green
toy in her ass was exciting to him. He took the lube tube and
squeezed some onto his fingers and began to stroke it onto his
cock. With his other hand he took the base of the toy in his
fingers and pulled it until the wide part tried to come out as he
saw the hole stretch and widen as she groaned. Firming his grip
he pulled harder and the bulb passed through the notch and then
the rest of the toy just popped from her.
“Ahhhhhh, Ohhhh!” She vocally reacted.
Her dilated little hole invited him in, but he wanted to make
sure she was ready. He took two fingers full of the lube and
wiped over the gape above her pussy slit and then grabbed his
cock and brought the head to the hole.
She sucked a deep breath through her nose and visibly bore down
for his entry.
He wanted to go slowly, bit by bit, but once he pushed and she
gave way he pushed steadily into her until his balls rested
against her mound.
“UGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH GODDDDDD! I’m FULL!” Selena exclaimed
thrusting her arms out to flatten her head and shoulders on the
bed.
“Please don’t move, please!” She cried out in a small squeaky
voice that bore evidence of some tears.
Joe began to lovingly stroke her haunches and lower back while
whispering his love to her, telling her to take his time or tell
him to stop if she needed him to.
“No, no, I’ll be OK. Just let me stretch open for this.” She said
finishing with a long breath through her nose.
The sight of her lovely ass splayed open before him and his cock
circled with her clinging asshole made an erotic picture that
caused his cock to jump each time he looked at it. Every little
bit of self control he could muster stopped him from grabbing her
hips and slamming her in an erotic rage. Each time he flexed his
cock to provide some relief for his ardor it was raising hers.
While the most of the mass of nerve endings were around the base
of his cock, she still felt his presence mightily deep within
herself. His flexes pushed against the big muscle that normally
protected her colon and helped loose her even more, while she
swore each flex made him go deeper and deeper. She grew impatient
to know if the pain of stretching her insides had subsided so she
gathered her strength to bear down on her shoulders and push back
onto him and then relax.
It was all the encouragement Joe needed as he saw a couple of
inches of cock meat withdraw as she settled back into the
mattress. He quickly pushed hard into her and then withdrew about
half his manhood only to push back up into her. He took her hips
into his hands and repeated the move as he luxuriated in the firm
hold her bowels had on him like a large sucking mouth.
“Ohhhhhhhhhhh, Ohhhhhhhhh, Ohhhhhhhhhh, JOEY!! WE’VE GOT IT! Make
love to me. Fuck that HINEY!” She said in vocal surges that
sounded little like her.
He didn’t need her encouragement as he had already began to fuck
her but her words from her pleasure trance lit his fuse as his
strokes became longer and swifter. He looked down at their
junction and saw her little hiney open and relaxed taking his
meat into the deep pink recesses of her body. The ring didn’t
roll with his thrusts, she was completely open as he began to
release his passions on his love.
He was barely conscious of reality as he looked to her hands
gripping big white knuckled handfuls of the bed covers. The side
of her face was white and her mouth agape. She was cumming! Her
breath caught and he felt her hips stiffen, but he kept right on
stroking his cock at the velvet glove that held him. She wailed
loudly and a hand shot under her to touch her jealous pussy.
While her face bore a closed eyed serene-ness Selena’s body
vibrated with orgasmic joy, a joy that transferred its favor to
the manhood within her. Joe even wondered if she had passed out
by the look on her face until he saw her lips peel back to reveal
teeth gritted and a grinding grunt from deep within her. She was
having a BIG one as she raised her head and the grunt turned to a
loud squeal and her body shook in pleasure. She was getting the
fucking of her life with her lover up inside her most private and
personal of places, her ass. While there may have been some pain
and discomfort getting to the place she was, she didn’t regret
one second of it. Her sexual mind and body was in a place she had
visited before, but not often. She had no control over the most
pleasured orgasms she had ever felt as her pussy leaked freely of
her juices.
The effect Joe had on her being was not lost on him as he felt
his orgasm rise quickly and hard. With little warning he began to
fill her rear canal with his cum as he began fucking with an even
more frenzied flurry.
“My cum, my cum, I’m cummmmming!” He shouted as he pumped his
load into her bowels.
He already felt his cock sloshing in the frothy juice he was
pumping into her as she used her rear muscles to massage him.
Both hands held handfuls of bed clothes again as she held her
head up and squeaked shrilly from deep in her throat with each
push at her ass.
Finally she could take no more and she pulled off him and fell
forward lying flat before him, her asshole dilated and agape
before him. Her bright pink and purple insides glistened in the
overhead light for a moment before she clenched herself the first
time. It closed fully and then reopened half way as she farted
out air as she breathed hard into the pillow. Then he saw her
clench fully before streams of cum ran from her ass as she pushed
it out, involuntarily it seemed. Joe pushed a t-shirt from the
bed up under her to catch his load as it oozed out. Then he fell
forward beside her and draped an arm over her.
She opened her eyes and locked them on his as she shook, still in
orgasm. She almost looked afraid as the involuntary spasms shook
over her. She reached for his other hand and held it tightly,
like it was her life line. Then, she closed her eyes and her head
slumped in exhaustion.
“Ohhhhhhhhhhhh Joey!! I can’t stop shaking, I’m shuddering!” She
whispered in high pitch.
Joe began to rub her back with the arm he had laid over her and
she relaxed a bit, losing the grip on his other hand. He sat up a
bit and began to massage her back with both hands as she began to
calm. Sitting back on his haunches he began to rub her back in
earnest, all the while lowering his hands to the two perfect
globes of her ass. He had no way to resist touching her there,
squeezing the supple globes. He did go back to her back a bit but
he was concentrating on her butt.
“Such a beautiful ass, Selena. I hope you enjoyed the fucking you
got as much as I did giving it to you. I’ve never cum like that,
you made me crazy.” He said just before she farted another ball
of air from herself causing her to bow her head in shame and
embarrassment.
Joe chuckled and comforted her with words to allay her faux pas.
“Shhhhh, don’t worry about that. I know you can’t help it, and
that beautiful ass could never offend me.” He said as he bent
forward and kissed each round globe over and over.
He began to get into the kissing and occasional chewing of her
lovely ass and even thought about licking down to her pink little
stretched hole, but a blob of cum sat there. As much as he didn’t
mind swapping their tastes with a kiss after oral sex, he had no
desire to taste his cold cum from her insides.
Before he could think about it though, Selena turned to her side
to get up and go to the bath and clean up.
“Nooo Joey! You leave that alone!” She said as she stood and
walked away. “Good Lord, it feels like you’re still in me as I
walk.”
Joe looked up to see her bow-legged gait just as she closed the
bathroom door.
Joe fell back on the bed and went into deep thought.
“In lust and in love I’ve probably had sex with 500 women, more
or less, and none ever drained me, consumed me, or pulled my
heart in like her. Our connection is electric.” He thought as she
walked out of the bath and slipped into the bed, cuddling beside
him.
“You are an animal, my animal, my sex animal. You can make my
heart explode.” She whimpered as she hugged him.
“It’s all you Selena, all you.” He whispered.
She rolled into him and then put a leg over him and pulled
herself onto him, getting nose to nose.
“It’s us, baby it’s us. I love you so much. I could do it again
right now!” She whispered low.
Joe chuckled in her face and whispered back, “Really?”
Selena put an alarmed look on her face before she knew he was
kidding.
“Noooo, I better not. You weren’t serious?”
“Of course not, I was just calling your bluff.”
“I would do anything for you to make you happy.”
“Just tell me you love me and I’m ecstatic.” Joe said as he
hugged her tightly and ran his hands over her ass once again.
“You can bet on that. I love you like crazy, Joe Johnson.” Selena
answered.
As she sat up and slid down Joe’s body.
Joe’s cock still had a sheen from the flavored lube he used to
pry her ass open, but Selena paid no mind as she dipped her head
and took him into her mouth. She sucked hungrily at his half-mast
erection cleaning him with her lips and tongue. She paid no
attention if there were any tastes from her insides or Joe’s
semen. The titillation, arousal and caring for his cock was
strictly devotion.
As he hardened in her mouth she sucked all the harder to get him
where she wanted him. As she lifted her head from the glistening
head she smiled at him and took a wad of spit in her hand and put
it between her legs as she moved up over Joe. She took the
spit-slick head of his cock and pushed it to the smooth slit of
her pussy and lowered herself on it.
“I’m going to fuck YOU now, just to scratch my pussy where it
itches.” She said with a wicked smile. “I just need you deep
inside me.”
A second later her eyes rolled back into her head as she felt him
glide into her.
“Ho ho ho ho, doesn’t THAT feel good up there and against my
clit.” She said falling over him and holding herself up with both
arms to look straight down at his eyes.
“Save me a nice little load for my lips and tongue, because I’m
going to suck it out. This is just my pussy getting jealous.” She
said with a nasty grin.
Selena was in rare form as she bounced up and down on Joe before
showing how nimble she was by leaning back and adjusting her legs
to get her feet flat beside him. She fell forward and braced
herself up on her arms as she began to pump her torso up and down
over Joe’s hard penis.
Both lovers vocalized their sensations as her gripping pussy
pulled and stroked Joe as it stroked her clit and filled her over
and over. It took only a few moments, less than a minute for
Selena to seemingly explode into orgasm on Joe. Her loving stare
at Joe turned into a clenched tooth, red faced, loud swooning
affair before she suddenly pulled herself up of Joe’s cock to
stand over him only to lower her pussy to his face and mouth.
“Eat my pussy lover! Taste my orgasm like I want to taste yours!”
She almost screamed at Joe.
Joe needed no goading to lick and taste her. Her pussy was his
favorite treat and most delectable morsel for his mouth. He
swathed his tongue up her smooth slit and sucked hard at her
engorged clit, circling it over and over as his hands came up to
cradle each round cheek of her ass to hold his feast at his
mouth. She was rife with juices that he craved to taste as she
did his. However she could not take much of his oral teasing as
she became very sensitive already from her cums.
She tried to pull away from him but his grip on her bottom was
firm and he tried to regrip her to tighten his hold. As he did
his finger brushed up against her little hiney, as she called it,
and sunk it violently in.
“Noooooooooo Joseph, not again!” she coooed as he fucked his
finger in her ass.
“Ugnngh, it STILL feels good, but I’m too sore.” She said, a
panic still in her voice as she was able to pull herself up from
his hold.
She sat down hard beside Joe and gathered her thoughts, clearing
the stars she was seeing from his last orgasm and the finger
shoved up her hiney. She looked at his cock, still shiny with her
juices, and knew what she wanted.
She rolled a half turn and bent to take his cock in her mouth as
she closed her fist around it and stroked it while she bobbed her
head in rhythm with her stroke. She lifted her head for one
moment to say “I love to suck your cock” before going right back
down on him.
Joe came almost immediately from her ministrations and sent a
fast wad of cum into her mouth that she quickly swallowed. She
was hungry for more, but he could produce no more. As she held
his cock in her mouth and stroked his ball sack he became very
sensitive himself and tried to pull away from her, but she had to
kiss the shaft and each ball through the sack before she would
give his sex up.
She fell backward exhausted at his side as his hand sought to
cradle her face. They wouldn’t be moving for a while just yet.
The two lovers sexually exhausted each other much to their own
pleasure.
Chapter 44
It was early in the new Wednesday morning when Selena woke to the
sound of Joe snoring loudly. He was on his back, exhausted. She
rolled off the bed to satisfy the urge to pee. Once on her feet
she knew she needed to freshen her mouth from its acrid taste,
and her vagina, the lips stuck uncomfortably with her dried
juices. The discomfort in her rear was slight, but it did make
her aware that she had been thoroughly sodomized a few hours
earlier. After using the sink, the pot and finally the bidet she
turned to see she hadn’t closed the door and Joe had awakened.
“Oh, sorry lover. Your snoring was bad anyway. I guess our little
marathon wore us both out. It’s no wonder why I love you so.” She
said as she finished her duties and walked to Joe in silhouette,
the bathroom light behind her.
She slid in beside him and kissed him.
“Thank you for the most wonderful night of love, passion and
devotion. Ooooo, and you were so nasty doing it. Now, go pee and
get back here so we can sleep. We should have both gotten up and
pee’d right away afterwards to make sure we didn’t get bladder
infections. Remember what Dr. Nikko said to protect your reversal
surgery.” Selena said to the half asleep Joe.
“Huh? Oh yeah, I know. I just died after that last bout. Oh, God,
do I love you like crazy.” Joe said as he stumbled to the
bathroom.
Selena knew that a bladder infection might be just enough to
complicate his reversal surgery. It was imperative that he avoid
them at all costs and getting up to clear his urethra, bladder
and penis after sex was a key to that.
Once Joe got back to the bed he was dead to the world and missed
Selena leaving for work altogether. She had never seen him sleep
so deeply and just couldn’t disturb him. He slept through her
alarm and her getting ready. She left him a note on the bathroom
mirror to call her when he got up and left out the DO NOT DISTURB
sign.
Despite the cold December air, the sun shone so bright between
the buildings Selena decided to walk to work. Though not even
officially winter yet, the look and feel gave a portend of
Spring. She felt free of all stress and only the bumper of a
speeding bus could wipe the smile from her face. Each step she
took tweaked the sore muscles at the center of her being that
were stretched, titillated, and plugged into her orgasm
generator, so each step was a new memory of a night she may never
forget. While certain love making days and nights stood out, last
nights was one of those where they went to another plane. They
left reality almost as if they were seated and watching two super
imposed beings act out their wildest fantasies while they had no
control. Joe was in some state of erection until he fell asleep
and she sought to satisfy a wanton tingle that ran though every
inch of her loins, not to mention wanting to taste his seed,
which she did twice in the course of the night.
Running up the steps of the Brownstone as the first time she felt
a need to hurry to get out of the cold as the wind whipped
suddenly up the street.
“Good morning Selena! You win the prize, first one here today!”
Deneigh said as she greeted her with a smile. “Coffee’s on and
will down in a moment.”
Selena looked back and waved and smiled as she checked her inbox.
“Good morning Deneigh, I walked and the cold got me to step a bit
faster than normal. Thanks for making coffee as usual.” She said
as she went to open the door to the back offices.
“Uhhh, Selena, you’re radiant this morning. If you don’t mind me
saying, you must have had a wonderful evening.” Deneigh said, a
little out of character.
Selena blushed deeply.
“I didn’t know it showed but . . . Joe got to town yesterday. Oh,
I guess you know that he was here.” Selena said hesitating, not
knowing what else to say, just wondering if making love half the
evening really showed on her face.
She quickly disappeared inside the office door. It was then she
realized just WHY Deneigh wanted to be friends with her at the
office. Emotions. In a male dominated office she had no outlet
for her emotions and her girl-to-girl feelings. Deneigh looked in
Selena’s face and knew she was still high on love, and Selena
could probably sense her moods as well. It wasn’t that men did,
or likely understood. She would have to deal with her
relationship with her underling. Underling was a term she hated
to use, but rank inside the office meant everything as to how you
were perceived and treated. She dropped her case on the sofa and
fell into her leather chair. She stared off into the corner and
thought about the situation.
Being all alone in the office made for a very quiet environment
and her thoughts turned deep introspection of the male-female
situation at the office. She was sure that each of her co-members
of the group thought of her as an equal financial mind, rather
than a female. This had been proven to her over and over again
and she had no doubts about that. But, if she were to have an
office friendship with Deneigh, staying behind and eating lunch
with her while the others did their business lunches, would
diminish that equal status. It was unfair, but it was the way it
was. She pondered other thoughts and ideas looking beyond the
corner she was staring at.
“Selena, here’s your coffee.” Deneigh said with a knock. “Sorry
to interrupt your thoughts.”
“No, that’s OK, and thanks. Please sit down for a minute; I need
to talk to you.”
“You, ah . . know I am fond of you and we’ve been fast friends
here, but there’s something I need to tell you, and please do not
take it the wrong way. You know I have been accepted as a partner
here, a principle, as Ross says. I don’t think that you would
feel right if all the others went out, and Ross stayed back and
had lunch with you at your desk, right? If all the others came
back and saw you with Ross talking and chit-chatting up a storm
it would look funny and if you were to do it a couple days a week
he would lose some stature among the rest as the partner who
hangs back with the receptionist, . . . .and you know I ALWAYS
call you my administrative assistant. Do you get my point?”
Selena asked imploring Deneigh’s eyes to understand.
“If you’re asking me if I know my place here, I do. If you’re
telling me that we can’t be buddy-buddy girlfriends at the
office, I understand. It goes with the territory. Do I think it’s
fair? No I don’t, but I realize about projected images and I
accept that.” Deneigh said with a somewhat huffy tone.
“Now you realize, Deneigh that I wouldn’t have bothered to have
these words with you if I didn’t want to have a good solid
friendship outside the office. I could have easily just turned
down your offers of lunch or breaks together until you got the
hint. I WANT for us to get together with our boyfriends and share
the nightlife the City has to offer and just be friends. Maybe
take a trip upstate to show you our place. You know, regular
friends.” Selena said.
“I understand, and I welcome your friendship and I hope the 4 of
us can go out and have some fun. Thanks for bringing it up so it
didn’t get uncomfortable later. I know you’ve only been back a
few days and you’ll be gone until July in a week or so, but I
feel like you’ve been here forever.” Deneigh said as she got up
hearing the others having to let themselves in with pass keys.
“Damn, I’m tardy for the door. We can talk later after work.” She
said as she ran to the desk.
Ten minutes later the 4 men and young woman were in their lairs
using their own sources and instincts to wring out the blips that
might cause investment jitters. They were all beginning to look
at oil and the middle east wishing they had answers to that
problem.
At 11:30 everyone’s phone chimed, signaling the open intercom,
“In five minutes in the Great Room.”
Selena chuckled. Ross’s midweek call to review was due and with
the change from WSG to WSGG he wanted new verbiage and he tried
something new each time he mentioned the inn boardroom. She knew
he liked “Great Room” and he was going to try and make it stick.
For December, it had been a busy week already and they all
reiterated and patted them selves on the back for the statement
and calls of the previous 2 days. Each of them had a comment of
that days market and trend, but nothing earth shattering. Unless
something earth shattering happened with gold, and that was
unlikely now that the only glitch in its current pricing
structure had been quelled, things remained normal for December.
Oil was a worry, but at the time there was little they could do.
Deneigh noted the phone in the middle of the table at the start
of the meeting.
“Mr. Ford will be listening from his hospital bed to your meeting
by speakerphone. His voice is too weak to talk, but his wife said
he was anxious to hear the goings on. I spoke to his surgeon this
morning and he told me Mr. Ford was doing better than expected
and might be home be Friday.”
There was a round of “Hello Charlie’s” and other well wishes
before Ross brought the group to order.
Ross Curran stood up and noted that December 21st was the first
day of winter and the day WSG officially became WSGG. They would
close for the only time all year beyond a weekend. He talked of
new attitudes and wanting the change to be obvious to each
customer, and to each financial reporter that came into the
“Great Room”. Then he excused Deneigh, who was taking the
minutes, and asked for off the record comments for each of them
to mull.
J. Trace Fountain stood immediately.
“After we make a statement to the financial press, why don’t we
take questions? They have the statement ahead of time and they
could have the questions ready to we could review and choose the
ones we answer. I think we look too stiff for some “average”
investors and if we seemed more accessible we might open a new
vein of clients.”
“We would have to choose answers very carefully so as not to make
addendums or exception to policy. But if they gave us a list
beforehand we could be sure our answers jibed. But as to open
press conference type questions, I don’t see how.” Willis Menard
said looking to his other partners.
“I don’t know. I’ll bet that legal would fuss about it. In some
cases there wouldn’t be a problem, but a misplaced “is” or “can”
could serve as a wrong signal.” John Branniff piped in.
“Anyone else?” Ross said looking at the group.
“Well,” Selena said, “it sure would personalize us, take away
some of the stiffness, but let’s not get away from how serious
our mission is here. Plus, I think we need to remember that
general policy statements are made to be sure that investors
outside our realm of clients don’t falsely color their
portfolios. But, too much “free” information could make our
clients wary.”
Ross smiled big at Selena.
“Are you suggesting that we might have a “stiff” image?”
“Hey, we aren’t exactly ready to make a remake of The Breakfast
Club. I might pass for a Brat Packer, but . . . . “ Selena said
to a round of self deprecating chuckles.
As the laughs died down Ross Curran made a note.
“I’ll check with the legal team and see how they feel. Trace, I
think you’ve hit on something with the question follow-up. We
just have to figure how to properly handle it.”
“Once Charlie is out of the woods, I think he might have a few
suggestions too.” John Branniff chimed in. “He always thought we
looked like stone behind the policy reader. Now that Ms. Hanson
has won that position as our spokesperson,” he teased her with a
wink, “we should try to drop some of the stoicism.”
“I’ve never ruffled at being asked to front WSG for that reason.”
Selena said with a little grin to her partners. “We do project a
stiff image, which when you consider our mission, is not totally
bad. We just need to lighten up a bit, and my reading statements
are a start. I have one other thought on this as well. We will
call ourselves Wall Street Global Group. Deneigh Myersen composes
our statements, and proofreads ones she doesn’t. She composes the
letters to clients and is a large part of the operation here, as
far as keeping it all together. Where we all refer to each other
formally as Mister or Ms, she is always Deneigh and I’m sure
thought of by any outsider as “our secretary”. I think she
exemplifies the term “administrative assistant” to this group. I
would like to afford her the formality of Ms. Myerson in the same
situations where I am Ms. Hanson, and when we line up in front of
the blue backdrop, she should be a part of our “group”. We all
have to admit that we might be a bit lost without her.”
There was a silence for a moment before Ross Curran clapped his
hands, with the other 3 men joining in, all agreeing with her
point. There were informal comments thrown about how she was
taken for granted and such. When the clamor died down a woman’s
voice, assumed to be Charles Ford’s wife was heard on the
speaker.
“Charlie wrote down a comment for all of you. May I read it?”
“Please Do!” Ross bellowed.
“Charlie wrote,” . . . . “Who let the girl in?”
The room burst into laughter at the well timed jibe at Selena,
and also in a mini celebration that Charley was doing so well.
The remark was taken in the fun way it was intended and Selena
felt more and more apart of the group. It was then she realized
that the 6 month wait to start full time, every day, would seem
tediously long. She wanted so much to start right now in a work
world she considered so exciting.
The laughter died down and Ross said he had one more order of
business. He then pressed the intercom.
“Ms Myersen, cloud you please come and join the group for my last
announcement?”
Deneigh was stunned at being called Ms. Myersen but came right
into the room.
“Thank you for joining the group Ms. Myersen. I wanted you to
hear when I told the group that when Ms. Hanson joins us in July
she will be 100 percent bought in, a full partner. This has been
made possible by PolyTech, each of the other partners and by Mr.
Joseph Johnson.” Ross said to a stunned Selena.
Selena was aware that PolyTech would foot some 40 percent of her
partnership, and she also knew each of The Five would each put up
5 percent, but she had no idea that Joe would make up the
difference to make her a full paid partner. While she would have
had full partner status, she expected the last 35 percent to come
out of payroll deduction investments over 5 years. She knew a
partnership would cost in excess of a million dollars and knew
more than half would be taken care of. She fully expected to
triple the investment of the partnership over the 5 years she
knew she would be there. She had planned to endow part to
PolyTech, and enough to cover at least 2 partners’ shares for
future new members. She had hammered out this with Ross Curran,
Charles Ford and Martin Fullmer, Dean at PolyTech. Even in a
poorly performing market, tripling the million dollars seemed
likely in 5 years with good choices by Wall Streets best
investors. Certainly that was no guarantee, but past performance
of the other partners’ lay-outs proved right.
Selena could barely contain herself emotionally and began to cry
happy tears. John Branniff stood and hugged her and offered her a
tissue.
“There, there Selena no need to cry at such a happy occasion. I
wish you could have been here to see how happy Mr. Johnson was
when he presented us with the check. The two of you are very
lucky people and I wish you could have seen how tickled each one
of us was when he was here last month to arrange this surprise
for you. We wanted him to be here when we announced it, but he
wanted you to bask in the moment.” John finished by kissing her
on the cheek.
Then each of the other partners hugged and kissed her as well.
Finally Deneigh did the same and wiped both of their tears with
her tissue.
From the speakerphone Charley Ford’s wife called out, “Charley
writes he owes you a hug and a kiss for luck. He’ll see you in
July.”
“No Charley, I’ll be over right after we finish up tonight. Thank
you so much, thanks ALL of you so much for the confidence you’ve
shown in me. I already wish these two weeks would never end.
Joe’s gift was a surprise, but just everything here is WONDERFUL.
I never expected to be named a partner until after I started in
July. I am so . . . so . . . OVERWHELMED!” Selena bubbled.
Here, she had been a little worried that her that they might
think she was making a women’s lib play by wanting Deneigh to be
recognized more, when actually it was just supposed to be a
little wake-up call that they had been treating her like a
“little sister”. As an administrative assistant composing and
editing policy statements she was as good as there was using her
legal background to be sure of wording tense and intent. Although
the real secretarial work was handled by the pool uptown, she did
make coffee and order lunches in addition to her “receptionist”
work and she never minded and never realized how much she was
taken for granted. Now Selena had changed that. She wasn’t a
women libber by any stretch, nor a revolutionary. In fact she
expected the male-female dividing line to be bigger than the old
proven idea vs. young fresh idea dividing line. Yet at WSGG,
there were neither. Selena might as well have been 50, overweight
and homely as they truly were interested in ideas and quality of
thought from the prospective new partner.
She knew Joe would pick her up tonight, with him knowing the
official announcement was made. He not being there was to be sure
that she took in ALL of the accolades she deserved. They would
have plenty of time to celebrate themselves. He anticipated a
trip to Mount Sinai Hospital for Selena to see Charley Ford and
chose to drive it, rather than hire the limo, so they could go to
a special restaurant afterwards if Selena chose to. It was still
the middle of the week and she still had to work Thursday and
Friday. After Tuesday night’s passionate workout he didn’t
anticipate another night of locking themselves in the bedroom
before the weekend. He hoped they could do some Christmas
shopping on Friday night and Saturday during the day. Saturday
evening was left open to share with Joseph and Shanna, as long as
they found a sitter. They made no other plans for the following
week.
Joe looked forward to when they set up housekeeping at their New
York apartment. Living at The Four Seasons was certainly nice,
but opulence and being treated like royalty was spoiling them.
Having to make their own beds and do their own laundry and
cleaning would shock them back to reality. Joe had always been a
do it yourself type, but he did enjoy the occasional fling with
decadence. He worked hard and deserved it from time to time. With
Selena he had the perfect person to share that with and she was
all in for his plans.
It was 3:50 when Joe began to back his little roadster out of Joe
and Shanna’s garage into the alley. He just had to zip up the
long cobbled back street and ease himself in the Manhattan
traffic for a block or two in front of The Four Seasons and then
cruise 6 blocks down Madison to cross to Park and back up the one
way to the brownstone front. Joseph had written down directions
to Mount Sinai Hospital, knowing she would need to see her
co-mentor Charley Ford.
He pulled up to the front of WSGG and the front door of the
brownstone opened and Selena flew out. Joe jumped out of the car
and met her to open her door.
“You wonderful, wonderful man! Can you ever stop surprising me
and making me the happiest woman in the world? How could you be
so sweet? It’s the little things you do that make me love you,
but it’s the big things that show me how committed and happy
we’ll always be!” Selena said for the whole world to hear as she
got to Joe and took his hands in hers and dropped her brief.
She kissed him heartily on the lips then threw her arms around
his head and pasted her lips to his again like a suction cup to a
clean window.
When Joe finally got up for air he hugged her tightly, so glad he
had made her so happy.
“It was the best thing for us, to get that out of the way, and I
knew it would make you happy. These 5 guys are so convinced about
you. I talk to them a lot when they call to check on you.” He
said in her ear as she still gripped him returning his hug.
“They call most every Friday before lunch to ask how you are
doing. They’re just having a weekly wrap-up and they always call.
You weren’t supposed to know because they didn’t want you to
think they had second thoughts. They called because they were
excited to get on with the “new group” phase. Now, you don’t know
about that, OK?” Joe said taking her into his confidence.
Selena released Joe and looked at him eye to eye.
“You wouldn’t have eased any of my tension or worry if you had
told me, so it’s just as well as you didn’t. I KNOW how much they
respect me, especially now. This is all a dream.” She said as she
picked her brief from the pavement and slid into the seat of
Joe’s car and he closed the door.
“Can we go to . . . . . “ She began to say when Joe pulled the
directions down from the visor.
“Ohhhh, you’re so sweet! I’m exhausted from the day, but I HAVE
to get to see Charley.” She said finally relaxing back into the
leather bucket.
“Are you too tired to go out for steak afterwards? I got
reservations at Peter Lugers.” He asked.
“You mean that place on the steak sauce bottles home?”
“That’s it! It’s on Broadway in Brooklyn; it’ll show you a whole
new side of the city.” He said trying to convince her.
“OK, it sounds like fun, but we have to get home at a decent
hour. One of us has to work.” She kidded him.
Selena worried a little about seeing Charles Ford a few days
after having his chest split open. The fact it hurt so much in
his chest to talk was hard to understand for a patient they said
was “progressing better than expected”, but she wanted to see him
badly.
When she opened the door and saw him looking quite normal in his
face with a smile beaming at her, she exhaled deeply.
“Oh Charley, it is SO good to see you!” She said as she leaned in
to kiss him. One of his arms went around her back and hugged her,
encouraging her more.
“They say you’re doing so well and now I see it. You’ve got great
color and your hug tells me you’re strong. Besides your chest,
are you feeling any better?”
Charles Ford smiled big and flexed his arm to show he felt
stronger. His wife, who was sitting next to him reading finally
stood.
“Hi, I’m Heddy, Charley’s wife. So glad to meet you after all the
talk he’s made about you. I was beginning to get jealous, and now
I know why.” She said.
“Oh please! Your husband and the rest of the group have been so
good to me and I owe them the world. I’m just glad to see him so
bright and full of hope.” She said holding Heddy’s hands.
“He’s already to get back to work. The by-pass has rejuvenated
him altogether.” She said as she let go of Selenas hands and
leaned and kissed her husband, whispering something.
Charley blushed and waved her an implied ok, and then covered his
face in embarrassment.
“He’s embarrassed but, even his doctor said it was a sign that
the rest of his body is ready to respond to the new flow of blood
after having those clogged arteries.” Heddy said before leaning
in to almost whisper, “Charley woke up in recovery with an
erection.” She said giggling like an 18 year old.
“I know it’s embarrassing but imagine what it’s going to do to
the rest of him if . . . . . “Heddy said as her voice tailed off.
“I didn’t mean to embarrass you, Miss Selena, but after the last
5 or 6 years of him sometimes being so tired he slept in the
living room rather than go upstairs.”
Joe came into the room after using the phone to firm the dinner
reservations and introduced himself to Heddy and shook Charley’s
hand.
The four had a nice conversation with Charles Ford adding as much
as he could with hand gestures and little notes he would write as
Selena or Heddy held the pad. He let them know that he could talk
if he absolutely had to, but the less he strained his chest, the
sooner in would heal. While they were there his surgeon came in
and looked over his chart, checked the history on his monitor and
listened to him.
“Charley, you have the heart of a healthy 40 year old, you just
have to watch what you eat now. Stay away from the bacon burgers,
haha. I’m going to send you home on Friday as long as your lungs
are clear, so we’ll have to get you up and walking tomorrow.
We’ll take care of the pain, you just have to get on your feet
and walk, keep the lungs clear, OK?” He said as Ford gripped his
hand tightly.
The thought of going home excited him and he was willing to do
what ever he had to do to make that happen.
Joe and Selena said their goodbyes, relieved at how well Charley
was doing. Once out of the hospital lot Selena started laughing.
“Imagine that old devil waking up with a stiffie? I know it’s
embarrassing for him, but its one part of the body that depends
on good blood flow and he was in service right after the surgery.
The way she bubbled and smiled about it, I think she might get
some use out of it.” She said with a long hearty laugh
afterwards.
“If we do it as much as we have, I bet I’ll be Ready-Freddie
until they close the box on me.” Joe said with a smile and a hand
on her knee.
“You can bet on that Joe. This morning as I walked to work I felt
sore, and I mean a good sore, all over. I never stopped thinking
about you. I would trade my steak right now for what I’d really
like to eat.” She said returning the knee squeeze to Joe.
“I don’t know, after a Peter Lugers Steak smothered in onions and
tomatoes and the bacon, you might change your mind.” He chided
her.
“I hope you spoil me enough to have both.” She said with another
pat to his thigh as they wheeled off the FDR South and made their
way to the Williamsburg Bridge.
After a short wait at the bar their table was ready and they sat.
A waiter in his early 60’s introduced himself and then looked at
Joe with a long stare.
“Are you young Joe Johnson? Didn’t you come here with your Dad
years ago, and I mean a lot!” He asked.
“Yes, you must be Victor. I barely remember you, but my Dad
always told me this was the right place to go to impress a client
or a date; the best steak in New York. Good Lord, how long have
you been here?” Joe asked.
“This is my 27th year here. I have so many regular customers that
if I retire, I won’t see any of my friends. But let me tell you,
your Dad was about my favorite. I was a little down once and he
noticed and asked why. I explained that my house, although modest
by all means on Long Island had tipped into a sink hole caused by
underground ocean stream water currents. My insurance would take
care of the costs of rebuilding, but not on my site, it was no
longer safe. Two days later your Dad came to me and my insurance
with a plan to drive a wall of pilings that wouldn’t disturb the
infrastructure and protect me from the current. The insurance
company said that the cost would have to come from my own pocket
for that, but they could rebuild my home. Your Dad never charged
me for his work.” Victor reminisced.
“Yeah, that sounds like Dad. Pinching every last penny and then
doing anything he could to make people happy. I never heard that
story, but he told me a lot about this place and you. You took
him fishing a lot in the Sound, huh?” Joe said with a tear
forming at the corner of his eye.
Victor matched him tear for tear as he nodded.
Joe introduced Selena and then told Victor to bring 2 of what his
father might order.
Selena and Joe sat quietly and held hands as Joe dried his eyes.
“If I knew Victor was still here I may not have come for this
reason. Dad actually did tell me the story Victor just told us
before, I just let him go. Dad got a sweet deal as a
sub-contractor on a bridge job sinking pilings for bridge piers.
He finished the job and routed all of his equipment to Victors
home. Most of it was going to pass by close anyway as they
returned it; that big stuff you had to lease in Long Island. He
lost a days work helping Victor, but it made him feel real good.
Victor had taken him fishing a lot in the Sound. He loved to fish
in the ocean; it was all he did in Florida. He did a lot of work
in Jersey and around here, and Victor showed him how to take a
day and relax. I always say he probably had a heart attack
whiling arguing with my mother about money, it was what really
got him going. Then I think about things like this, and he was
the most generous man in the world. I really miss him and my Mom.
If he were here I don’t know if I’d hug or slug him for getting
so excited about pennies, he’d fret and argue about pennies!”
Selena got up and made a small scene by sitting on Joe’s lap and
hugging him tightly to comfort him. A few stared but she and Joe
paid no mind. She held her head close to his, petting the back of
it as she whispered.
“He knows how you feel and how much you loved him, your Mom too.
We talk about being spiritual and how God arranged for us to be
together; don’t you think your Dad had a little to do about
arranging this whole scenario tonight? You guys connected
tonight, with me and Victor here. “To everything there is a
season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven”, that’s
Ecclesiastes Chapter 3. I’m no bible thumper, but that’s always
been one of my favorite verses to wonder about when you see
things like this happen tonight. Don’t be sad, be happy. You had
a chance to be with his spirit. It may be the whole reason Victor
has been here all these years.” She said before sitting back
drying his tears and moving back to her chair.
Joe smiled brightly saying, “God, I love you and thank Him for
bringing you to me. All of a sudden I’m soaring here thinking
about brushing up close with his spirit.”
Victor soon returned with drinks and salads, all part of what he
called the Big Joe Johnson Special. By the time they left they
had been treated to smothered steak and a homemade apple pie with
ice cream. Victor tried to make the dinner gratis, but Joe would
hear nothing of it. By 8 o’clock they were cruising through the
Queens mid-town tunnel heading for 495 and the way back to The
Seasons.
Selena was exhausted from her day and she normally got to bed
before 10, but after the previous nights marathon she was
drained. She caught herself nodding in the car, especially glad
they hadn’t had any alcohol at Peter Lugers.
It was a dark and cold night and the thought of driving the
roadster to Josephs and walking back in the dark didn’t sound
good so Joe would park at The Seasons for the night. As he pulled
into the promenade a bellman came out to meet them.
“Good evening Mr. Johnson. Joseph told me to expect you. We will
park you in the managers spot and he will move you in the
morning. Would that be satisfactory?” He said greeting Joe as he
opened Selena’s door.
“Who authorized this?” Joe asked.
“Fred Flintstone.” He answered, giving Joe a codeword he had with
Joseph to be sure all was secure and OK.
Joe gave him the car and locked arms with Selena and walked to
the elevators.
She fell into his arms as the elevator rose to their floor and he
just about dragged her to the door of the suite.
“Come on Essy, only a few more feet. You’re not even going to
make the nightcap.”
“Yes, I will. After I put on my pajamas and get out of this
business suit I’ll brighten, I promise. My bra strap and my thong
are cutting off my circulation, or so it seems. My cotton jammies
next to my skin will feel like a fur glove and whatever you pour
for me will by just the thing to put me in the mood for wearing
you.”
“You need a drink to want me?”
“I need a drink to erase all the thoughts crowding my head so I
can think of my number one thought, YOU!” She said as she kissed
him on the forehead and ran to the bedroom to change.
Selena was only in the bedroom a minute before she was pulling
her blouse out of her skirt and unbuttoning her vest. All of her
clothes were in a pile on the floor when Joe walked in.
“Speaking of late desserts.” He chuckled.
“You be a good boy and leave me be.” She said as she pulled on a
silk robe and grabbed her pajamas from under her pillow.
“Oooooo this robe feels soooo coooool against my skin that’s been
trapped in those clothes all day. Let me wash my face, comb out
my hair and slip on my jammies and I’ll meet you at the bar.” She
said as she disappeared in to the bath.
Joe noticed the lines on her waist and back from her clothes and
underwear. He usually never saw her nude like that, after being
dressed up, with underwear. It was either dark in the room or she
was al fresco under her clothes. He understood her discomfort as
the same he felt wearing a suit and tie with underclothes and
suspenders or a belt. Tonight he was in slacks and a polo, but he
also changed into bed clothes, a knee-length silk short she
bought him and muscle shirt.
At the bar he looked a long time over the choices and chose a
personal favorite that Selena liked as well, a blueberry port
from a Long Island vintner. It was rich and full of flavor,
perfect for an after dinner, before bed nip.
Selena left her robe on the bed and came out for her drink in her
“jammies” and slippers scuffing her feet like a 10 year old
looking for her go to bed warm milk.
“Mmmm I can smell the blueberry already, a perfect choice. I
wanted something sweet.” She said as she hugged up to Joe and
picked her glass.
“Want to sit at the bar or in the loveseat?” He asked.
“Let’s sit in the loveseat, you with your feet up and me in
front. I want to feel you against me.” She said playfully.
Joe went over taking her hand and sat against the side of the
loveseat and put one leg up. Selena sat right in front of him and
melted back into him. The side table was perfect for Joe to set
his wine on and sip, even with her in front of him.
“I never called my Mom and Dad to tell them about coming in as a
full tenured partner.” She said as she playfully slapped his leg.
“And YOU, laying out that money without telling me! Why did you
do it now?”
“Financially it was the smartest move. I think the next 6 months
are going to be crazy on the market, and to miss that would be
unfortunate. Slim tells me that the market could go to 15
thousand with the excitement over the dot-coms. I really think
the new baseline will end up around 10 thousand so having our
money fully vested during this period of growth will be great.
Once Trace told me that PolyTech had already ponied up, I jumped
on him to make it all official. You really excite those guys, you
push them past their old thresholds of thought. They love it.
They probably don’t mind looking at you either, but set up in
your own little lair, they really don’t get that kind of close to
you.” Joe explained.
“You know, I thought about that today. I’ve never had one leer,
one off color remark, one double entendre. They really view me as
a mind, a fresh mind, although having my youth as the upfront
spokes person was a pretty obvious move, but I enjoy that. I
asked today why we don’t afford Deneigh the same “proper” code we
keep with each other, and why isn’t she in front of the curtain
when we have an announcement. They all think of her as the
secretary, who she’s not, and the gal who makes coffee and lets
them in each morning. But, she writes and composes policy from
our notes, she checks them for legal problems and like that, and
the office could barely run without a person in that position.
They all felt embarrassed when I brought it up because they all
think of her as their little sister or something. I wasn’t being
a bitch or anything, I just wondered why. Right away when they
made their announcement about me Ross called her Ms. Myersen when
he called her in.”
“Well, aren’t you the woman’s libber!” Joe said bracing himself
for the elbow he knew was coming.
“Joe! I know you’re kidding, but don’t even say that. I’m as far
as you can get from that. I like my door held open, my wrap held
and all that stuff.”
“Like having your pussy licked?” He whispered.
“Mmmmmmm I like that, yes I do. I knew you were getting a little
uncomfortable down there, I can feel you poking me in the back.”
She giggled.
“I can’t sit this close, touch and smell you without getting
aroused.”
“Can we go to bed and just soak that hard penis in my pussy. I
want you inside me, making love to me. We can play again
tomorrow.” She said leaning back to put her face beside his.
“Just fuck me good tonight.” She whispered.
Joe reached around, wrapping both hands around her going under
her top and up to her breasts. He squeezed them hard and pinched
her nipples making her squirm as she playfully bit his ear. His
nipple pinch got too rough and she slithered around and slid to
her knees in front of the loveseat.
“You hurt my little rosies! But God, you made my pussy wet. How
would you like it if I pinched your cock or balls?” She
threatened.
“Would that make your pussy wet too?” He joked.
“No but looking at that bulge makes my mouth water. I know we
aren’t going to play, but let me see him.”
“No pinching?” He asked worried and covering himself.
She just licked her lips and he was pulling it through the slash
in his silk shorts.
She wrapped one hand around him and stroked him up and down a few
times.
“Before you hide this in my warm pussy, would you like me to give
him a warm mouth bath?” She asked him as she leaned against the
front of the loveseat.
She bent over his cock and blew on it slightly.
She smiled wickedly and looked up at him.
“I’m supposed to be teasing you, but I’m really teasing me. I
can’t wait to taste him. You may have to cum in my mouth later,
you handsome man.”
“I thought you didn’t want to play, just get fucked.”
“I don’t plan on doing any of that work. When you think he’s
going to cum, get him to my mouth and I’ll take care of you.” She
purred.
Joe rolled his eyes back and shuddered.
“Do you want to see what I would do if you put this in front of
my face just before you came?” She said as she lowered her mouth
close to his cock head with her lips shut tight. She passed it in
front of her lips back and forth and then – WHOOSH- it went deep
in her mouth as Joe groaned. She fucked her mouth up and down 10
times or more to get Joe real interested, and then she stood up
and walked to the bedroom.
Joe exhaled deeply, knowing what waited for him, and got up,
locked the doors, turned off the lights and put the glasses in
the bar sink. When he went in the bedroom Selena was lying in the
middle of the bed, her pajamas still on. Joe came in and looked
at her and smiled as he pulled his shirt over his head. As he
shucked off his silk shorts Selena began to unbutton her pajama
top. When she got to the top button she grabbed both sides of the
top and looked at Joe.
“You’re going to be nice to my titties, aren’t you?”
Joe just nodded and she opened her shirt as Joe knelt on the bed
and “walked” over to her. He took the sides of her bottoms and
began to pull them down as she lifted her bottom and then she
lifted her legs all the way up. She was driving him crazy.
She folded her legs down at the knees and then spread them open,
keeping her knees bent and putting the bottom of her feet on the
bed.
“Get in me lover, don’t make me wait.” She purred.
Joe scooted up and fell over her, his cock finding her dripping
sweet slice
“AAAA, OOOOOOOOOoooooh, Ahhhhhh, Ooooo you fill me so good!” She
purred as his body smothered hers and he sunk into her.
Joe had been teased long enough and began to throw himself in and
out of her as she wrapped her arms around his back and held on.
“Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, fuck, fuck, fuck!
I’m coming Joey, . . . . Joey, . . .JOEY!” She grunted and
yelped as she stiffened and tightened her arms around his back as
she held on trying to stem her orgasm so she could breathe.
Finally she exhaled deeply twice and then stiffened again and
held onto Joe’s back again as she squeaked and ended her spasm
with a long deep scream from the back of her throat. Joe hadn’t
slowed down a bit and Selena felt herself percolating, building
up again. She flailed her hips back at Joe hoping to break his
rhythm and she came again, louder than before, but Joe felt his
cum rising.
He would have loved to pump her full of his seed but she had been
intent on getting it all. (Not to mention the feeling of her
mouth on him after he came drove him nuts.)
He drew his body off her and he crawled over her right leg and
began to scoot towards her mouth and she turned to move towards
him. His first spurt shot out and hit her between her breasts but
her mouth found him for the next volley as she grunted and
carried on like a hungry animal. Watching her precious face
suckle and feed on his cock like her life depended on it was a
picture of the true passion she held for him, they held for each
other. He moaned in pleasure and pain as he became so sensitive
that her sucking was wringing his most sensitive parts. She knew
when to stop and pull her mouth away. She held his cock on one
hand and looked at him, her eyes burning with her passion as he
saw her cheeks swish the prize in her mouth before he heard her
swallow hard.
“THAT’S a night-cap. Tasting your love, feeling your heart pound
on my tongue after you made me cum like an animal, out of control
and clawing at you.” She said as she looked at him and then
seemed distracted as she rolled her eyes and sent a hand to her
pussy. She was cumming again.
Joe pivoted back on one knee and turned his body, bending to
place his mouth over her pussy, running his tongue up the cleft
to her engorged clit. He could taste her ejaculate, the sweet
nectar with a “cardboardy-aluminum” after-taste, as he once told
her. He fluttered his tongue and she was lost, groaning deeply
and pushing her mound into his face, before yelping and quickly,
violently, pulling herself from him and turning to her side, both
hands protecting her “little girl”.
Joe bent and kissed both sides of the ass that so pleased him
last night before spooning up and holding her as she struggled to
wrap her pajama top around herself for warmth.
The searing heat of orgasm had subsided and she was beginning to
feel the chill of the December night in the room. They both liked
a cool room, 67 or so, with body heat and extra blankets to warm
them.
“Cover me!” She demanded.
But Joe got up from her warm side.
“Let’s get up and pee and then cuddle under the covers.” Joe said
patting her butt as he stood beside the bed.
Selena bounced from the bed and found the bottoms to her
“jammies” and scooted to the bathroom. When Joe found his shorts
and made his way in she was just moving from the toilet to the
bidet, unrolling paper to dry herself. They both finished at the
same time and they walked arms around each other, to the bed.
They melted into the sheets, covered themselves and fell asleep
in an exhausted coma.
Chapter 45
Thursday morning when Selena’s alarm went off they both woke,
having had a good nights sleep, despite the exhaustive tryst they
had. They hit the bed around 9 o’clock and were asleep by 10.
“Want me to make you some breakfast babycakes?” Joe asked as she
began to get up and put on her robe to head to the shower.
“Oh, honey! I didn’t realize you were even awake.” She answered
and rolled back into the bed. “We were naughty last night when we
were supposed to be making love. You make me such a dirty girl,
hee hee hee. Oooo, I love being your dirty girl, and it’s still
making love, you know.”
Joe rolled and hugged her and smiled. “If that wasn’t making
love, I don’t know what is. Giving ourselves like that just makes
it more fun. Our bodies excite each other, and that’s the way
it’s supposed to be isn’t it?’
Selena giggled and flipped to her stomach and crawled up onto Joe
to kiss his face. “I think we like to eat each others sex, that’s
what I think, and what I like. If I didn’t end up on the floor
looking right at you, all poled up in your shorts, nothing else
would have happened, but . . . . . “
“Selena Hanson, do you know how much I love you, your mind, your
body, your spirit? Every inch of you screams sex to me, every
inch of you screams love to me. You are the period to all my
sentences. You make me want to give and give so much. When I get
fixed up here and can plant my seed in you we will have the most
wonderful child who will be a product of all of our love. I never
really wanted children and now you make me so I can’t wait.”
Selena started crying half way through his devotions and hugged
him tightly to whisper in his ear.
“You know I feel the same way for you Joseph Johnson, you are my
life and I would love to stay and make love all day long, but I
have commitments a few blocks from here that mean everything to
our future together.”
“I know, but we have the weekend for ourselves and then a whole
week before we get back home for Christmas. I think we’ll be
making lots of love.”
“You betcha, and I better go before I get tempted.” Selena said
as she sprung up from his body and the bed and headed to the
shower.
“Do you want breakfast?” He shouted before she closed the door.
The door opened a crack and she talked through the opening.
“Can you do a couple 3-minute eggs, toast and coffee?”
“Done!”
Joe got up from the bed and waited to hear her in the shower
before barging in the bath.
“Sorry, really have to pee.” He said excusing himself and
finishing his duty as quickly as he could.
Joe knew that real brewed coffee, their brand, in her cup (that
always made the trip) is what she really craved, so he worked on
that first before dropping 4 eggs into a pan of water and
bringing it to a boil. Once the boiled he set the timer for 3
minutes and waited for the “ding”. He heard her come out of the
shower and knew she would get semi-dressed and put on her robe to
eat.
In five minutes he was putting everything on the coffee nook for
them.
As simple as it was, it made a perfect breakfast for both of
them; enough protein to sustain and keep the full feeling until
lunch and glorious coffee.
“Ohhh, our coffee is sooo good. They have special blends
downstairs, and Deneigh makes a strong cup, but it’s a French
roast that the boys all chose years ago and it has a burnt taste.
But this is the real thing. I should make this every morning, but
I always manage to run late if you don’t get up.” She said with
an adoring smile to Joe.
“We always get compliments and its right from the store shelf,
good to the last drops. Make the water cold and coffee strong
fresh from the freezer.”
“A simple formula.”
“Speaking of formulas, I keep getting calls from PolyTech saying
that you have an invitation to join Mensa. They will sponsor you
and accredit you, and they have second from WSG. You really ought
to join; you may need or want it someday. I think WSGG wants to
use it in their flyers that each principle is a member.”
“A geeky egg head society?”
“You mean a geeky egghead like me?”
“Joe, YOU are a member?”
“Yup, PolyTech sponsored me too. It’s worth it. You get to meet
with great minds and trade ideas from time to time, although I
haven’t been active for years. Basically it’s a forum for
intellectual exchange among members. You can exchange ideas
through lectures, discussions, journals, special-interest groups.
When you hit a wall and you need to open your mind it’s actually
a great resource.” Joe expounded.
“Meetings?”
“No, they’re only for the boorishly smart. If you go to a lecture
or forum on something in your field you’ll find some great
resources and some good idea exchange.” He filled her in.
“If you think it’s a good thing to do, let’s do it.”
“Ok, I’ll return the call today for you.”
Joe stared off into the corner a second and then drew his eyes
back to her.
“You DO realize that you are a specially gifted mind, especially
when it comes to finance and investment? Your reasoning and
deduction skills are probably one in a million.” Joe started to
say.
“Joe, stop that! I’m smart, but . . . “
“Do you know how many people in the world would be qualified, and
accepted as a full partner at WSG like you? Technically you
aren’t even graduated yet, PolyTech has already endowed you to
make WSG happy and be sure you are 100 percent committed. You are
one of the smartest women in the country, for sure.”
Joe lauded her.
“Please, stop that Joe. I hate being put on the pedestal. I’m
smart and ideas pop in my head if I get lucky, that’s all.” She
insisted.
“Oh, OK if that makes you happy, but don’t ever sell yourself
short. I know how special, and I mean REALLY SPECIAL you are.”
Joe said as he got up to get her chair so she could finish
dressing for work.
Selena had listened to her father tell for years how “gifted” she
was. She heard his praises and knew from her grades and general
perceptions of life that she was “ahead” of other girls her age.
However all she ever wanted was to fit in and be Jane from the
Dick and Jane stories she read as a child. (She read them at 4
years old, aloud to her friends, eloquently) Her propensity for
math mystified her teachers in the early grades, mastering
algebra and calculus by the time she was 12 and 13, mostly on her
own. Skipping grades did not impress her, it took her away from
the few friends she had, but it didn’t deter her from excelling.
At 14 she began to develop into an attractive young woman and
each year she became more physically mature and knock out
beautiful. Being pushed ahead into college and chosen as the WSG
prodigy made her feel more out of place, not special like she
should have. Her own insistence to work at her relatives’ store,
The Corner Store helped to anchor her into a proper age group of
co-workers and bring her out of her shell. Meeting Joe completed
her metamorphosis into maturity.
While Joe finished his coffee and toast Selena primped and then
finished her hair. She called the front to get her a cab and she
bid Joe goodbye with a smattering of kisses.
Joe got up and went back to bed, although he knew he would never
fall asleep again. He had a lot of errands he could run, shopping
to do, but he wanted to do something special for himself today,
he just wasn’t sure what.
He heard the slap of the newspaper hitting the mat outside the
door and bounced up to get it. He sat on the edge of the bed and
read the Post’s Wall Street page, which he considered one of the
best. Slowly but surely he worked his way back to the sports and
read a story how the Yankees didn’t appear to be big players in
the free agent market this winter.
“Oh wow, the Yankees! I could take the Yankee Stadium tour like
my Dad used to take me on!” He thought to himself.
His Dad would take him on the Yankee Stadium tour every few years
to see the changes and new things around the Stadium. It was a
way to make the winter go by a little faster, plus to be in the
players’ club house, and even walk on the field, not to mention
Monument Park. The weather looked good, cold but good, outside so
he thought he might make a New York day of riding the subways to
161st and River, go in the Stadium tour and have a late lunch at
Mickey Mantles restaurant.
He picked up the phone and talked to Joseph who knew he could
find him a lunch reservation at Mantles, and then he called the
Stadium to see when the tours were.
He got on a 10:30 tour and Joseph left him an envelope noting a 1
p.m. lunch reservation in the bar at the Concierge’ desk.
The bar would be OK, just being in both places was enough for the
lifetime Yankee fan that Joe was.
By 10:20 Joe was bounding down the steps of the elevated 4 Train
tracks across from the Stadium. It was raining lightly as a small
group was queued by the main gate waiting for it to open. Of the
30 people in this tour, one female caught Joe’s eye. She was a 5
foot 10 blond with bronzed skin. She was a tad heavy, but
everything seemed to be placed just right on her body. She
reminded him of Shelley, a girl who stole his heart some 10 years
ago while working for and with his Dad in Boston.
The sight of this woman stopped Joe in his tracks. There was a
time when she was all he could think of, but when their lives
couldn’t mesh she felt they should break it off so they could get
on with their lives, but Joe knew her twin sister had a lot to do
with her decision and that was why he respected it. He wondered
if the familiar face was Shelley’s, some 10 years aged. He knew
her to be a big baseball fan, but this was just too coincidental.
She turned and looked at Joe, but showed no reaction. She was
close, but not exactly Shelley. Or was she?
He reminisced . . . . .
Joe and his Dad were overseeing a project across from the New
England Aquarium and once it seemed well in hand, Joe was left to
supervise the finish. Working with Johnson Construction was
certainly not Joe’s forte, but when his Dad asked for a
supervising engineer, he usually came to Joe first. IF the venue
seemed interesting, Joe would go.
Shelley worked at the Marriott Long Wharf as a bartender in the
evenings and Joe couldn’t keep his eyes off her gigantic boobs.
She put them out there for all to see with diving necklines, and
Joe only accepted the invitation. You could see they were real,
and with a third of them showing, there were no stretch marks,
like some larger breasts featured once you got them out into the
open. He drank at the end of the bar and drooled through one
night and part of another before she finally came down to strike
up a conversation with him, besides “Get you another?”. They
talked about the game on TV, the Red Sox of course, and right
away he saw her to be a knowledgeable fan and an astute study of
the game. Her Dad had been a coach with the Cubs for 4 years in
the 70’s and managed in the minors for a few years after that.
She claimed to be a big Cubs fan, but moving around the country
after Chicago she realized it was the game she liked so much, not
any one team.
They went out on a date, to a game of course, on her day off and
then he met her every night at closing time, midnight during the
week at a hotel bar, to go out. The danced nightly at Boston’s
best after hours clubs and Joe was getting hooked on her. He had
invited her back to his room many times only to be rebuffed
because she worked there.
Joe knew there were other reasons and worried she might be
married, so he confronted her.
“I want to get uh . . .close to you, but you don’t seem to want
to let me. Besides the corners of a few clubs and the back seat
of taxis, why aren’t we ever alone? Is there something I should
know?”
Shelley told him that he should come home with her that night,
and he did.
She had a pretty nice apartment on Boylston Street in the
lawyers’ district. She brought Joe up and let him in and told him
to sit. He heard her speaking to someone else in the back room, a
female, and she came back.
“That was my twin sister, Emily. She has CP and I care for her.
She has someone here until midnight who sits with her, after that
she waits for me. If she has an emergency she can signal help.
She rarely sleeps in a bed anymore, so if she’s home asleep in
the wheelchair, she’s normally OK. CP is more common in twins,
and 18 in every thousand twins born with CP, BOTH babies have it,
but I was lucky, and born with just a guilty conscience. I can’t
go home with you because I have to come back here. I don’t like
to get “intimate” here because she hears me and asks me questions
in the morning. It’s just too weird.” Shelley explained.
“I see. Have you ever thought of being quiet?” He said with a
chuckle.
“I’m not quiet, I’m very loud.” She said with a red face flushing
out her tan.
“Ohhhhh.” He responded wishing he hadn’t asked.
“Listen Joe, I really like you, but I can’t subject you to her
weirdness.”
“Her asking questions is weird?”
“No, her banging her chair on my door during is weird. Once she
realizes I’m having sex she wants to watch. She says it’s her
right as my twin, to see how I enjoy myself, since she can’t do
it like me.”
“Have you ever thought of just opening the door and letting her
watch? She might become tired of it and leave you alone after a
while.”
“Oh God, God, God, God! How can I ever be with someone nice
without . . . “ Shelley started and stopped.
“Without what?”
“She’s a part of me, she comes with the territory. She wasn’t
supposed to live past 25 or so and she’s 30 now. I love her and
cherish each day I have with her, but I just wish I could turn
her off. Do you know what I mean? There are things that I
. . . . I let happen that I shouldn’t have. (Deep inhale and
animated exhale)Well, here goes. She wants to watch me because
I’ve watched her. (She begins to tear up and voice cracking) She
admitted to me that she was having sex with a male aide. I wanted
him arrested but she insisted that it was her idea and had no
expectations of a relationship. Her last vestiges of life are the
fact she can still speak pretty well, can move her fingers and
wrists with some dexterity, thoroughly enjoys eating, and can
feel the intensity of an orgasm. I wanted to watch because I
wanted to make sure he wasn’t hurting her. I know it sounds weird
as hell, but until you’re in the situation . . . . .” she
defended herself.
“Now she holds that over your head?”
“Yes, so now she will bang her chair on the door to ruin it for
me, and then ask me questions in the morning that just takes the
joy out of it. Not to mention scaring any and all guys away. She
couldn’t get in the room if I opened the door, but . . . . . ”
“If I may be so bold, why not just let her watch us.”
“You want to make love to me?”
“Of course I do. I have feelings for you and you are a beautiful
woman.”
Her voiced cracked again. “I’ve thought about, er . . masturbated
about you.”
“Don’t be embarrassed, I’ve thought about you that way too.”
“Can I meet your sister?”
“Yes, but let me warn you. She’s confined to a wheelchair and has
little or no use of her limbs. She has developed what they call
“swan neck” where her neck is developing a swoop or swan. That
will eventually kill her. She can’t be operated on for it because
of a nerve problem, some connection to cerebral ganglia or some
kind of alphabet soup. Her chance of surviving the surgery
altogether is 5 or 10 per cent and the success rate of escaping
with an improvement is even smaller.” She told him with an
obvious deep love and respect for her sister.
“How then DOES she have sex, if I may be so bold.”
“Just so you don’t think I’m some sort of voyeur, or something,
that’s why I had to see, to make sure she wasn’t being hurt. I
know it’s all too hard to explain. She lays on her side with her,
. . . sex facing back and out. He has to be ready to put a tube
in her airway if she has a breathing problem from being on her
side. I doubt this is winning you over, but remember this is all
normal for her.”
“Could she come into the room, if we were together?”
“No, there are bars, like thresholds, on the floor that her
wheelchair can’t get over. My bedroom, the kitchen, and the
medication room are rigged that way. It’s to keep her safe.”
Shelley explained. “Can’t believe you’re asking me these
questions, and that you’re still here. I’m here and can’t believe
how weird it is.”
“We don’t need the lights on, how much of a show could we put
on?” Joe said with a laugh.
Shelley flushed with embarrassment and got up to walk to the back
room. In a moment Joe heard the whirr of the wheelchair motor as
it came near. He stood to greet Emily. He was actually surprised
to see a mirror of Shelley’s face in Emily. It was somewhat
distorted when she smiled or spoke, but the fact she was a twin
was evident. Her speech as a bit labored, but she formed her
words slowly and confidently. After a 10 minute conversation Joe
felt they were like versions of each other in their personality.
There was a silence for a few seconds and Shelley spoke up.
“Emily, Joe is going to stay the night here, in my room. I like
him very much and I’ve been seeing him for 2 weeks. I want to be
with him and I expect you to behave yourself. I’m leaving my door
open if you should need me. If I hear you even try to disturb or
embarrass me, I’ll close the door, wheel you to your room and
power down the chair. No negotiations.” She told her before she
could protest.
Joe reached out and touched Emily’s hand as a handshake and
smiled.
Shelley pushed the “pause power” button on the push handles to
wheel her back to her own room. He heard her tell her something
sternly.
“If I hear anything but the whirr of the chair motor, I’ll ground
you, I really like this guy. You’re the only one getting laid
here and it’s not fair.”
There was no response from Emily.
“If it was going to be that simple, why haven’t we come back here
before?” I asked.
“Joe, it isn’t as simple as it sounds. I could never power off
her chair, that’s her life. If we end up in the bedroom, she will
sneak down to watch us. I know her; she feels I owe her this. If
it’s too weird, I understand.” She said as he sat on the sofa
next to Joe.
Besides Lynn, his non-blood cousin, Joe hadn’t felt like he did
about a woman until Shelley. There were a lot of infatuations,
but he felt a real connection to Shelley and he wanted to pursue
it. Standing and looking at the situation from a distance, it was
strange enough to make him reconsider and walk away. However, up
close and personal it began to make weird sense. IF he wanted
Shelley, Emily HAD to be part of the equation. He was assuming
that after her chance at voyeurism, Emily would leave them be.
Joe leaned in to kiss her and she responded right away with a
hand behind his neck, but she pulled away quickly and got up to
dim the lights before leaving the room for a moment.
When she came back and sat in the dim lights, it was still easy
to see she had removed her bra.
“You are beautiful, so pretty in this light; your skin is so
tanned. I want to hold you, kiss you, but you’ve pushed my hands
away so many times before.” Joe said, cautious to make a move.
“It wouldn’t have been fair to lead you on. If I went home with
you I could get in trouble with work, plus I would have to leave
early. I always have to be home by two or so, I can’t leave her
more than a few hours alone and the aide leaves a little after
midnight. Then to bring you here I had to make a big explanation,
and what I’ve told you tonight I wouldn’t, and haven’t, told
anyone.” She whispered as she moved up to Joe on the sofa.
She kissed him deeply and turned herself into him, pressing her
breasts into him.
“You’ve tried to touch them before; I’ve freed them for you.” She
said mashing her chest into his.
“Right now I just want to kiss your mouth and feel you against
me.” Joe whispered as he fell back on the sofa, pulling her on
top of him.
Their mouths attached and tongues intertwined as Joe’s hands ran
over her back, hugging and squeezing her fleshy body. When his
hands traveled over the globes of her ass she nearly lost control
as she began to rut on the hardness she felt under her.
“Slow down baby! We have the night to get to know each other.
I’ll be sure to make you happy.” He whispered as she lifted from
him when he broke the kiss.
She straddled him now and sat back and grinned a little, giving
him a soft look, happy he hadn’t planned a sprint, but a
multi-staged tour de France. She peeled up her shirt over her
head. Her breasts were magnificent large golden orbs that hung
perfectly from her chest. Her nipples were low and centered on
the beautiful swell of their expanse. He reached up and held each
one as if they were crystal goblets that he couldn’t wait to
drink from.
“Be careful, they are very sensitive. Don’t be mean to them.”
“Mean to them, why would I?”
“Some men have pinched and pulled on the nipples and squeezed me
hard, and that’s been the end. I’m not a sex toy.”
“Shelley, I think I’m falling in love with you, and I would never
hurt you.”
“I took you for a player, but you’ve made me change my mind.
Don’t disappoint me.”
Joe pulled her close and lovingly put his mouth over one of her
huge nipples. As his tongue rolled over the ripening bud she
ground herself down even harder onto his hard lump under her. He
switched to the other nipple and she seemed to shudder over him.
“Please, I need it! I’m so wet, bring me to my bed!”
Suddenly Joe broke from his reminiscent reverie of memory as he
caught the eyes of the woman that reminded him of Shelley. She
gave him a second look this time and took off the wrap around her
hair that protected her from the rain outside. As her dirty
blonde hair fell about her face, he realized it had to be
Shelley. Something was different though. He was about to make
contact when she turned away and looked to the tour group leader
and followed along with a guidebook. Joe was not convinced yet.
He remembered bringing her to her bed and stripping her pants and
panty off. In the dimly lit room he just made out the generous
figure in deep tan. Her shape was perfect, just of larger
proportions. He looked at her and planned to make her a joyous
woman with his tongue before filling her, but she was insistent.
“Please Joe, get in me. I need you so bad.” She whined and Joe
easily gave in. He heard the whirr of the wheelchair behind him
and figured Emily was at the door behind him. Before he was sure
Shelley had noticed he turned her over onto her knees. Joe
wanted to doggie her and look at her gorgeous perfect ass.
He took down his pants and knelt on the edge of the bed. With
one hand he reached up to find her wet opening and the other he
aimed his cock. She seemed to suck him in as she groaned loudly
as he filled her.
Shelley was a blur of hiccoughs, squeaks, sighs and low guttural
screams as the side of her face hugged the bed and her fingers
dug hard into the sheet. She lifted herself up a bit and Joe
noticed her breasts swaying to and fro, the nipples skimming the
sheets, driving her self crazy. Joe plowed her hard and swiftly,
his two weeks of frustration finally ending. She squeezed his
cock with her pussy like it was a velvet gloved fist. She
suddenly crooned loudly with a scream at the end and fell forward
off his cock as she rolled into a fetal ball. She jiggled and
vibrated in post orgasmic hangover.
As Joe heard her repeat over and over, “we can play now” he heard
the whirr of the wheelchair go down the hall. Had Emily had her
fill? Was it too personal for even her sister? Without turning
around he felt confidant that Emily had come for a look and left,
her curiosity satisfied.
Joe knelt and watched her slowly return to regular breathing and
relax to where she opened her fetal ball and splayed herself open
and laid back. From the start Joe had wanted to taste her sweet
pussy and feel his tongue go over and around her clit, now he had
his chance.
He had barely really seen her honey-pot in the flurry of
passionate moves that got him inside her, but as his face got
closer he made out a small patch of “hair-there” just over her
slit. The rest of her nethers were shaved clean. From the side
angle he was at he licked her slit top to bottom, cleaning up the
juices his cock had drawn out. When he got to the top of her slit
he found a very prominent clit with a tiny hood ring. With both
hands he dug in to spread her open and suck the exposed ball of
nerves of her clitoris. His tongue must have felt like a cattle
prod to her, seeing the way she bucked so he began to massage it
with his tongue, rather than suck it. He wanted to give her
complete sexual relief.
She began to ooze cries of passion as Joe gave her oral relief.
Her hips began to rotate under him and her breathing began to
catch in her throat when suddenly she drew in a long deep breath
that growled in her throat as her legs stiffened and her ass came
off the bed. He hadn’t heard her exhale the long breath of a
moment ago so he knew she was in deep orgasmic spasm. She finally
let go with a loud whoop and her body fell limp from his mouth as
she coughed from the irritation she had in her throat from the
growls and gags. Joe fell to the bed beside her, his head just a
foot or so below her sweetness. He kissed her thighs as he felt
her reaching for his cock.
“Please Joe, no more. I’m raw down there. I don’t think I’ve ever
came so hard, you sweet man.” Shelley said as she pushed him
away.
Joe knelt up beside her and she reached for his cock again.
“You made me so crazy, so happy, but I haven’t done it for you.
Get between my breasts.” She whispered.
Joe lifted a leg and straddled her chest and leaned forward a bit
to lower his cock between the bronzed beauties before him. She
held them close to him as he slid his cock between them, back and
forth.
“Is this what you wanted all those times I caught you leering at
my boobs, to fuck my titties?”
“Mmmm, the thought crossed my mind, but more than anything I
wanted to kiss and hold them, hear you cry out in ecstasy as I
teased you before I made love to you.”
She slipped her hands from the sides of her breasts to the
nipples and she lightly tweaked them.
“Ohh, you kissed them so nice too, such a good lover. Is my titty
tunnel making you happy? Are you going to come?”
“Could I have your mouth? Your lips are so full, you’re so sexy.
That would make me happy for you to take me like I took you.”
Shelley took her hands from her breasts and Joe popped out of the
valley.
“I don’t know, I’m not very experienced there. Wouldn’t you think
I was a slut? Do you think I’m a slut?” She said with a little
attitude.
“Shelley, I didn’t mean anything by asking. Of course I don’t
think you’re a slut. Why would you say that?”
“Isn’t that what sluts and whores do, give blowjobs?”
“No, it’s what people in love do to show their love. I used my
mouth on you, what would be any different? If you don’t like it,
that’s fine. But it doesn’t mean I think of you as any of those
names. I’ve been with a lot of women, and I’ve never known one
who didn’t do it, didn’t like it. I’m sorry I assumed.” Joe said
apologetically as he took his cock in his hand and began to
stroke it, sorry he broke the mood, but wanting to get off.
“Men get mean when I do that. Trying to shove it down my throat,
calling me names like slut and whore. It turns men into
monsters.” Shelley said as she sat up and hugged her arms around
her knees in a protective pose.
“Don’t judge me by other men, you’re being so unfair. I’m trying
to show you a wonderful, special night, in spite of you and your
sisters’ kinks, and you’ve made me into something I’m not and
never will or would be. It’s a simple expression of love, and not
a sign of submission. I don’t know who you’ve went home with
but . . . .” He began to say and then re-thunk his words.
“Shelley I should just go and maybe we can stay friends.”
Joe got up and re-dressed quickly and left the apartment without
a word from Shelley. He called a cab from the lobby and one
pulled up quickly on a busy Boylston Street, even at 2 in the
morning. That late at night, the ride was less than 10 minutes to
The Marriott Long Wharf and right across from the project he was
working on.
Riding back and going up the elevator to his room he thought
about how he had judged Shelley wrong. He thought how that, for
the first time in years, he found a fairly intelligent woman with
a lot of the same interests he had. He only assumed that she
would be his perfect sexual mate, but she seemed distrustful and
wary. She had warned him “how” to excite her breasts and what
“not” to do, profiling him as a predator. She assumed he wanted
to fuck her between her boobs, but when he wanted some loving
oral sex she feared he would try to fuck her mouth and use her.
She was totally defensive and tried to orchestrate what she
thought would happen.
He knew by not getting sexual at all in the 16 days that had
spent at least “some” time together, that side of her was
unexposed. They had necked deeply in a cab and in a private
corner of a club they went to. Each time he tried to feel her and
each time she rebuffed him. He thought it was the situation, but
it should have been a sign. He hoped he could get to sleep
without masturbating, because that would only make him think of
her more.
As soon as he opened the door he saw the message light blinking.
“Oh, come on Shelley,” He thought to himself. “Don’t call and
apologize or any of that crap. Damn, it’s hard enough. You didn’t
want to play, you wanted or expected something else, and I’m not
it.”
He pondered ignoring the message but was afraid she might call
back again.
He dialed into the message service.
“Joe?” She said as she was crying. “I’m sorry for being a jerk.
Emily just reamed me out for letting you leave. I told her what I
said to you, and . . what I expected of you. I close myself in a
box because of my job and taking care of Emily. Obviously I just
got involved with assholes, and a couple of them were married. I
guess the fact we spent so much time together was lost on me. I
put you in with that crowd. Emily is going to kill me if I don’t
get you back here. Call me or please come back.
He weighed just ignoring the call and cutting bait, but there was
a certain something about her that drew him in, and it wasn’t her
soft tanned body. He really became attached to the person.
As he walked through the Stadium tour he played back the Shelley
Saga in his mind, realizing he had missed a good third of the
tour. The woman who could be Shelley now made eye contact with
him again, and then she double took and smiled at him, but turned
her attention back to the tour. He was sure it was her, but she
kept her distance. He smirked to himself and turned to look at
the other tour goers back in the group with him. His smirk caught
the attention of the woman walking beside him and she smiled back
at him. Joe nodded at the woman who was an attractive 40-45 year
old who immediately spoke up.
“There’s usually a player or two in the workout room, the ones
who live in the area at least. They’ll stop and talk and even
sign, if you want.”
“Yes, I know. I made the tour before, but not in a long time.”
Joe answered as friendly as he could without accepting her veiled
come-on.
“SHIT,” He thought to himself, “Shelley probably thinks I’m WITH
her, that’s why her looks have been non-committal! But still a
smart and savvy woman, no where near as smart as Selena, but
smart.”
Shelley had been the first real brainy woman he had been with,
but her naivete about men may have fooled some men. Once Joe
opened her eyes to a few things she impressed him the whole 5
weeks they saw each other.
Still, that first intimate night was the pivotal night in their
relationship. After a few minutes of soul searching he was on the
hotel elevator down, hoping that the same cabbie he came with may
be napping under the awning, as they often did at slow times in
the night. The bellman let a few sit there for guests, as Joe saw
when he went out the revolving door, the green cab was still
there. Joe looked at the bellman and nodded toward the cab and he
opened the door for him.
The cabbie looked up and was surprised to see Joe.
“Right back to where I came from, and I hope you remember the
address.”
The cabbie just smiled and delivered Joe in what seemed 3 or 4
minutes. He raised the doorman who recognized him and let him in.
“Shelley said you might be back. She’s in 705.”
When Joe knocked it opened electronically and Emily sat on the
other side. The sight may have seemed pathetic to some. She was
sitting in her wheelchair, spindly fingers on the joystick that
controlled it, and her head turned by her disease to a 30 or 40
degree angle. Joe already knew that behind the body addled with
CP, sat a woman he assumed to be a bit more worldly than Shelley,
in her own way.
“Forgive my sister for working until midnights for the last 6
years and just meeting players, users and cheaters. I haven’t
always been in this chair. Ten years ago I would have met you and
brought you home before she got off work. She’s in the shower
now, and I promise I won’t be party to any of my foolishness from
before. I just wanted to prove a point to her, (by being a
voyeur) and I think I might have even influenced her stupid
behavior, and for that I’m sorry.” Emily said with nary a broken
word, lucky to have the gift of communicative speech that not
many CP patients had.
“Please sit here and when she gets out I’ll ask her to put me
down and I won’t be a bother.” Emily said as she worked her
fingers on the joystick sending the chair up the hallway to the
bathroom door where she heard the water go off.
Joe sat quietly wondering if he had made a mistake in returning.
He dropped his guard to let her into his heart and she had
already made him sorry. He still stung after almost 10 years from
his breakup with Lynn (Chapter 1) and heartache was not an
emotion he wore well.
After 10 minutes of whispering, shuffling and raised voices
behind closed doors Shelley came into the room.
“Hello, don’t hate me. Sorry it took so long but getting her to
bed is a chore, and it’s early for us, she just wanted to get out
of the way. We usually go to bed at 6 and get up at noon or one,
with my hours. Ummm . . . I was especially mean to you before.
I’ve heard every line and come-on there is. I’ve been hurt both
mentally and physically trying to make a man happy only to be
treated like a whore for my trouble. You’ve been a kind and
patient man who’s shown me more love and affection then ANY man
I’ve ever known. You were a tender lover who knew my needs and I
kicked you in the teeth. You didn’t deserve that and my sister
really bawled me out for it. Knowing what fate held in store for
her, when she was mobile and able to function in society, she
knew how to have a good time and had her share of men and
relationships.”
“Shelley, its all trust and I’d hoped I’d shown you that you
could trust me not to harm you in any way. That’s what hurt
before.” He explained.
She sat beside him on the sofa and offered her lips to him, which
he readily took.
The kiss was long and deep with Shelley melting into his arms. As
he caressed her the robe fell open and he ran a hand under her
arm and down her back to squeeze one of the globes of her ass.
She broke the kiss and looked him in the eye.
“Let’s go back to my room and let this happen the right way.”
She stood and extended a hand to him and they walked down the
dimly lit hall together. In her room she stood in the mood light
and turned to him and smiled, dropping her robe. She was
magnificent, looking like a late fifties Playboy model when they
were more full figured. Before Joe could comment she stepped to
him and began unbuttoning his shirt, and then reached for his
fly, then undid his belt before unsnapping his pants and letting
them fall to the floor and pushing his shirt off his shoulders.
She stood up close and kissed him while both of her hands went
inside his shorts, one holding his hardening cock and the other
his balls.
“This pretty cock of yours sent me into fits before, and then
your tongue did the same. I’ve tasted your tongue, now I want to
taste your cock. Let me make love to it.” She crooned before
slipping to her knees as she pulled his shorts down with her.
She looked intently at his penis and stroked it a few times,
watching it grow and harden in her hands as the foreskin peeled
back behind the head. She lightly rubbed both hands from tip to
base a few times, feeling it jerk in anticipation. Then she used
just her fingertips lightly along the shaft before bringing her
lips to the tip and blowing on it lightly and inhaling.
“Mmm, you smell good and I can still smell me on you. You fucked
me so good.” She whispered before touching her lips to the tip
and kissing it.
“Shelley if you don’t like . . . . . . ” Joe started to say when
she interrupted him.
“Shhhhh, let me do it and its fine. I’d love to taste you.”
She kissed the tip again and then put her tongue on the underside
of the head and licked. She kissed the tip 2 more times and then
put her mouth over it and sucked her lips off like an ice cream
cone. She held it in front of her face and kissed the length a
couple of times before looking up at him and then moving her
mouth forward to cover the tip again. Her hand went around him
and began to stroke him while her tongue teased around the head
and moved it ever so slightly in and out of her mouth. Apparently
she had her own way to enjoy this and given the opportunity, she
relished it.
After a few minutes Joe began to breathe heavy and she looked up
at him taking her mouth off, but letting her hand keep the
rhythm.
“Am I getting it? Are you feeling the pleasure?” She whimpered.
“Ohhhh YES, I’m going to come soon.” Joe said as he moved his
hands to his hips.
She moved her mouth back over the head of his cock and took a bit
more into her mouth as she began to bob her head a bit instead of
the in and out motion she had before.
Joe groaned deeply as his orgasm rose from his balls.
“Shelley, I’m going to shoot any SECOND!” He said as his
ejaculatory cycle began to work sending a volley of thin pre-cum
into her mouth that she mixed with her saliva and swallowed,
knowing what would follow.
“Ughhhhhhh, Ohhhhhhhhhh, Goddddddddd!” He exclaimed as he shot
into her mouth as her grip tightened on him, squeezing every drop
of semen from him.
Her tongue was waving back and forth across the head of his cock
as she squeezed the last of his orgasm out. As his knees began to
get weak she backed off him, sealing her lips shut behind him.
She looked up at him with her mouthful of his sperm and she tried
to smile. She cupped her hand and spit the contents of her mouth
into it.
“Oh, you came so much; I didn’t think you would ever stop. I
think I even swallowed some.” She said as she got to her feet and
went into the half-bath off her room and rinsed off her hand, and
then rinsed out her mouth. When she came back into the room, Joe
hadn’t moved, still standing with his knees apart and bent and
his hands on his hips.
“Joe are you OK?”
“Mmmmmm, it just felt so good, I don’t want to move.”
She went up behind him and pressed her huge tits into his back
and pushed him towards the bed. He moved and fell forward onto
it, rolling to his back. Before he could react she got on the bed
over him in a 69 position. She bent and took the tip of his
drooping cock and licked off the last drops that formed at the
tip when the skin rolled up. She pulled back the foreskin and
licked the head like a lollipop.
“Little tastes are OK, I couldn’t swallow that whole bunch.” She
giggled before teasing him with her tongue again.
Joe looked up in interest at the pussy over his face. He knew her
clit to be the hardest nub he ever licked and he wanted more. He
began to explore her with his tongue and she started, taking her
mouth off him.
“When I get you hard again, will you fuck me more?” She groaned.
“No, but I’ll make love to you.” He said as he buried his tongue
into her.
Shelley had never been treated like this and didn’t know what to
make of it all and for the next 2 and a half weeks, most every
night was spent with Joe, making love in one way or another into
the wee hours of the morning.
From that night they laughed, they danced, saw movies and
ballgames. They talked into until their jaws were sore. Joe had
found the soul mate he looked for. His job in Boston was almost
done and he began to prepare her for when he had to leave. She
accepted that he might only get to Boston once a week or
weekends, and he accepted that she couldn’t really go anywhere as
long as she cared for her sister.
He made a surprise visit into town one Saturday and they got her
get a fill-in for her at work, making up an excuse. They went
back to his room at the Marriott Copley and made love all evening
and into the early hours of Sunday. At 1:30 she went home, about
her regular time, to find that Emily was having difficulty
breathing.
She called EMT’s and Joe right away and soon they were all at the
hospital.
Emily had a stroke and may have brain damage. Once she was stable
on Sunday Joe had to leave on a business trip. He promised to be
back the following weekend and work out any details for her. He
kept in contact with her all week trying to brighten her day, but
guilt consumed her. On Friday as he was making plans to be with
her the next day Shelley told him not to come. She was moving
Emily to a hospice where she might rehab and get back some of her
speech and finger movements, but she was not good right now,
failing more each day. Joe insisted on helping but Shelley made
it clear she did not want him there.
He decided to let things settle for a week. After the week he
couldn’t find her at the apartment or the hospice. He called her
at work but was told she had taken a leave of absence. He flew to
Boston and spent a day and a half trying to find her, but she was
gone, or at least somewhere she didn’t want to be found. He was
heartbroken to think she didn’t want him near at a time of need,
but he understood her connection to her twin sister and wanted
her to have her space.
About 10 weeks later she called him from “out west” to tell him
that she was OK, but Emily had died 2 months earlier. She needed
a new start and she couldn’t fit him in her plans at the time.
Now it was some ten years later and he sees her face. Some of his
old feelings came rushing back, he would always have affection
for her, but he knew Selena was his one true love.
When the tour group got to Monument Park they each broke off from
the lined group and checked out their favorite plaques and
monuments. Joe sidled up to Shelley.
“Fancy meeting you here.”
“You don’t hate me do you?”
“No, of course not. I was disappointed, but knew I had to
understand.”
“It hurt me too, you know. I loved you like crazy, but things
were just . . . that’s it, “Just”. . .”
“You look different; something is not quite the same.” Joe
inquired.
“I had a jaw reduction. It seems all the years of wearing braces
were for nothing. My overbite was genetic defect, not dental
problems. It got worse and worse.”
“Are you married?” she asked.
“No, how about you?” He volleyed back
“Yes, I am, but I’m miserable. He’s probably looking for me right
now.”
“Why are you late?”
“Yeah, I guess about 2 weeks late. I left him in San Diego and
told him I would call him once I got settled someplace. I’ve
checked in a couple times so he knows I’m not kidnapped or
anything.” She said with a relieved laugh.
“Kids?”
“No, thankfully. I hope someday though, but I worry about the CP,
you know.”
“You never gave me a chance to send condolences about Emily. She
was a brave, smart woman.” Joe said softly.
“Not a chicken shit like me who runs from her problems, right?”
“Don’t be so hard on yourself. Sometimes we follow our heart, and
it sometimes has blinders.” Joe reasoned.
“Not married, huh?” Shelley said with a glimmer of hope.
“Well, I’m engaged to the most wonderful woman I’ve ever met.
She’s brilliant, and she loves me like crazy.” Joe said with a
big smile.
“Is she insanely jealous, or could we go to lunch and talk?”
Shelley asked.
“Only if you want to go to Mickey Mantles, I have a reservation.”
Joe said.
Shelley laughed. “So do I, this is rich, huh? Stay with me for
the rest of the tour?”
“Yeah, I suppose that wouldn’t hurt, but I’ve got to call Selena
at some point. I know too many people to be seen with someone.”
Joe explained.
“Selena huh? Is she Spanish?”
“Nope, it’s just a name her parents liked.”
“How long have you known her?”
“Going on about 3 years, I think.”
“Is she divorced and have kids?”
“She’s 21, please no comments. We’ve heard them all. You still
like the stock market a little right?” He asked cryptically.
“Wow, is that a subject changer! Yes, I dabble a bit still. The
money my parents left in trust for me and Emily is still floating
out there. It was always my safety valve. It wasn’t included in
my dowry, so to speak.” She answered thinking Joe was avoiding
something.
“Do you ever see the warnings and bulletins from WSG on TV?”
“Yes, I subscribe from time to time, but I see them on the FNN.”
“Next time you see them give a statement, the blonde who fronts
them is Selena.”
Shelley stopped in her tracks as some of the group began to pass
them.
“I’m impressed; you did wait for the big upgrade from me.” She
said with self-deprecating chuckle.
“Let’s get back with the tour and talk about the rest of this
over lunch, OK?”
They finished the tour and talked or commented only on baseball.
They met Jim Leyritz, who was working out in the weight room. He
stopped and signed autographs for those who wanted them.
The tour ended at 12:30 and the group of 30 Yankee and baseball
fans were all happy. Spring training was 2 months away and a
pre-Christmas fix of the game they loved meant a lot.
“What time is your reservation for Mickey Mantles?” Joe asked.
“One o’clock, but it’s in the bar. Tables are hard to get during
the week.” She answered.
Joe chuckled and held out the piece of paper he got from Joseph.
“1 pm in the bar, sorry, tables are tough during the week.”
“You better call and see if you have permission to be with me.”
She said with a smirk.
“Please don’t be like this, you had your chance.” Joe said coldly
as he dialed.
“Good morning Deneigh, Is Miss Hanson busy?”
“I’ll try her Mr. Johnson.” She responded formally.
“Hello, I always have time for you, but we’re doing lunch in
today.” Selena answered smartly. “We have something going on, we
suspect.”
“Lunch is why I called, but not with you. I called to tell you
that I’m having lunch with an old friend, an old flame to be
exact. She was on the Stadium tour and we hadn’t seen each other
since, . . . since she dumped me, to be honest.” Joe told her,
owning up.
“Do I know about her?”
“No, but she was the woman who showed me that I wanted a smart
woman if I ever got involved again. She’s separated from her
husband now, but I really need to talk to her, get some answers
to old questions.” Joe told her honestly.
“Why do I think I have to worry about this?”
“You don’t have to worry because it’s ME, REMEMBER?” Joe said
with a little shortness in his voice.
“I know, I know. It’s just the thought of you with someone else,
even for lunch, makes my jealousy tendrils stand, but I know I
can trust you.” She said giving in.
“Selena, suppose someone called you and said they saw me with
another woman at lunch today and I hadn’t called you?”
“I know, I know, you’re right. Full disclosure tonight?” She
asked.
“Complete and full, I promise. I may invite her to meet you.
She’s been a WSG client, and might be even now I’m not sure. But
she knows who you are from the TV, she watches FNN.” Joe said
trying to be fully honest.
“Uh oh, she’s NOT a bimbo, is she? Maybe I better chaperone.” She
half joked.
“Selena Hanson.” He said in a parental warning tone.
“Joe, have a fun lunch. I love you. Oh, I hope she’s 50 and all
wrinkly like a prune.” She said as she readied to hang up.
“If it makes you happy then. I love you too. See you when you get
home.” Joe said as he hung up.
The cab ride with Shelley to Mantles was mostly quiet, just
reminisces of previous trips to the restaurant.
They talked the maitre’d into a table for two opposite the bar in
the barroom and they were happy they could talk. They discussed
some of the memorabilia before she had a drink and turned a
little sullen.
“OK, beat me up. You got the first shot in with your “you had
your chance” comment before. You’ve been waiting 10 years to get
a shot, go ahead.” Shelley said with a quiver to her lip.
“I was sorry I said that the moment it came off my lips. I meant
it, but I never should have said it. I never want to hurt you. I
love you too much.” Joe said apologetically.
“You still love me? I know I still love you, too. We built a lot
in those few weeks.” She said.
“Five weeks and 4 days. I would have made you my queen if you
gave me the chance. We barely had a chance to get to know each
other and I was planning our life together.” Joe said misty eyed.
“Me too. I let the guilt I felt from Emily’s stroke eat me
alive.” She admitted.
“What happened?” was all Joe could ask her.
“After you left the hospital she was stable, but I was mad you
had to leave, even though you had no choice. The next morning
when I sat down with the neurologist and I fully explained what
Emily’s condition was before the stroke he dropped the bomb on me
that I couldn’t expect her to speak or run her wheelchair again.
I could try therapy at a hospice and rehab. I spoke with her and
the fear in her eyes ripped me in two. (starts crying softly
while talking) She was so smart and intuitive and she couldn’t
express herself one bit, she couldn’t even move her mouth to
swallow. That Tuesday they put her in the hospice and rehab and I
sat and spoke with her. She could blink her eyes, look left and
right and that’s about it. She started spelling to me with eye
blinks. She told me she loved me, and she wanted to die. I hoped
we could make some progress, but nothing happened and they
couldn’t spend so much time on a hopeless case. I was moving her
out of there when you called for me that Sunday. I figured I
didn’t deserve you and I would need all my time for Emily. I took
a leave from work and went to private rehab in Ohio. She died
there a few weeks later. I scattered her ashes near my parents’
graves and some around the Public Gardens in Boston. She loved it
there.
Then I went to California leaving you a lot of clues, but you
stopped looking I guess.” Shelley said with a lot of tears and
regrets in her voice.
“Shelley, I’d been dumped unceremoniously before and I already
learned that you don’t chase what doesn’t want to be caught. I
was thirty and beaten up one too many times when I met you. You
were going to be different.” Joe explained.
“We WERE different. So different that it scared the crap out of
me. That first night we slept together I expected you to get me
behind a closed door, strip me, squeeze my breasts until they
ached, stick your dick down my throat until I gagged or choked
and then screw me for 30 seconds between my tits and shoot on my
face. Do you know why I thought that? It’s what the last 10 guys
I was with did. I was so jaded I didn’t even realize you were
different. Emily knew. Jesus, she wanted to screw you that night.
She saw you lay me out and screw the daylights out of me and was
moved by it. She saw how much you cared for me.” Shelley said as
low as she could to keep prying ears from her intimate talk.
“After that night, everything with us was golden. I never felt so
perfect about anyone, until now. Selena just used a bible quote
on me, “To everything there is a season, and a time to every
purpose under the heaven”, from Ecclesiastes Chapter 3. There was
a glitch in the plan, I guess.” Joe reasoned.
“But why did it work out for you, and I’m still in the toilet?”
She asked.
“I don’t know Shelley. We might create our own Karma. I was there
to save you and you made other choices. You have time to turn
things around. Look at me. I was 40 when I met her and she forced
me to date her. I could have children older than she is, but it
happened.” He reasoned.
“If you were less of a man I’d try to win you back, but I know
you better than that. Your Selena has a great catch in you. I’ll
have to sift through a 100 guys who want to paw my tits to find
one guy polite enough to open a door for me.” She lamented.
“YOU have to stay out of bars. You are the blonde bombshell and
you can’t change that. Join a church and go to all the functions.
Where do you think you want to settle?” Joe wondered, thinking he
might help her out.
“A realtor found me a house in Upstate New York. It’s only a
couple years old and there was a default and I got it cheap in an
auction. The agent in New York says the other houses, same style
and age, in the neighborhood are 150 to 200. I got this for
84.5.” She told him. “He claimed the bank wanted out. I saw
pictures and I talked to neighbors.”
“I wish you well. A housing boom is due, so unless it’s a total
dump, you probably can’t lose. Where is it?” Joe asked.
“Greenbush, near Albany.”
“Hmm, that’s not far from me. I better introduce you to Selena.
After July, we’re living in the City here for 5 years but knowing
what I already told her about you, there better not be any
mysteries. I’ll be in your area enough to make her worry. She
trusts me in reality, but she has a little bug about women I’ve
slept with.”
“Joe, with all the rotten luck and impetuous things I’ve done, I
don’t need to add adulterer and home-wrecker to the list of my
sins. There is no chance of getting back with my husband, but if
adultery could get his hands on my trust, he would have me
followed. Besides, I wouldn’t ruin the one good man I had in my
life.” Shelley said waving Joe off in jest.
“If I’m the one good man you found, why in Gods name did you
marry this other guy?” Joe asked incredulously.
“He seemed like a good idea at the time. I was lonely, horny and
giving up on life altogether. I missed the companionship of my
sister, the love and good feelings I found with you, and he made
me sort of happy in bed. But right after we got married, he sort
of lost interest in the sex, and then we stopped talking like we
did before we got married. He constantly accused me of cheating,
and I never did, so after 4 years I left. But I came back 6
months later for 2 more years and here I am.” She said with her
upper lip quivering like she wanted to cry.
“Why in Gods name didn’t you come back looking for me? You knew
how to find me.” Joe asked.
“A very blonde moment I guess. I ached for you so much . . . . “
She started to say before getting up and going to the Ladies
Room, visibly upset.
After 15 minutes Joe asked a waitress over and explained that the
woman he was with had ran off crying and he wished she could go
in and see she was OK.
“I promise I did not say anything to upset her. I didn’t dump
her, insult her, hurt her. She’s upset at a situation from long
ago. Tell her I want her to come out and join me. I can make her
smile again.” Joe promised her.
“Awww, what a sweet guy. If she won’t come out I get off at 4
o’clock” She said with a bright smile and a wink.
A few minutes later Shelley came out and walked to their table.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to embarrass you or myself. You asked
me a question that I should be able to answer, but I can’t. I
still love you Joe and wish there was a way for us to go back 10
years. Your Selena is a lucky woman and it sounds like you’re a
lucky guy.” Shelley said now more composed.
“You still don’t have to travel like before do you?” She asked to
start making conversation.
“No, I’m retired. My parents died in a car crash and I turned the
business over to the employees with me as an absent owner. I just
handled unions, and some government deals. I spent most of my
time dabbling in stocks and I did quite well. After Selena puts
in the 5 years she has to at WSG, they paid for her school, and
we are both fully retiring and enjoying all of life. By this time
next year my Dad’s entire company will be owned by the
employees.” Joe said proudly.
“Well you’re just one success story after another. Are you sure
you’re not rubbing my nose in it?” She asked.
“Shelley you have to stop feeling sorry for your self and pick
your ass up and get on with your life before it passes you by. I
was there for you and you threw me away and only you know the
reasons. However, it doesn’t mean that I ever stopped loving or
caring for you. You are still an attractive woman with a
knock-out figure, a good head on your shoulders and apparently
have a few bucks stashed away to get your life back on track. If
you stood at that bar I can guarantee you that you would get more
than a few come-ons within a few minutes. You can’t be a blonde
as you think; you have to know the difference between a guy who
wants to screw your tits in the back seat of his car, and a guy
who wants to get to know you better. Stay away from the married
jerks and guys who know all the waitresses names. I can’t stand
to sit here and watch you like this. Get a lawyer, get a divorce
and get into your new home. Get a regular job, not a bar tenders
job and your life will turn around.” Joe said slowly, sternly,
but soft enough he didn’t broadcast to the whole area.
“OK, OK I don’t need the lecture.”
“Apparently you DO! All I’ve heard is ‘Oh poor me’ and you’re so
much better than that. In the 5 plus weeks I knew you back then
we had a lot go under the bridge together and to think you’ve
pissed your life away and are willing to throw the rest away,
really pisses me off. Have you no self-respect?” Joe said,
beginning to lose his temper a bit with her.
Shelley began to get the lip quiver again and looked at Joe hard.
“You know what you are, you’re Emily. You’re telling me all the
things she would say to me. It just hit me. You used the
expression “piss your life away” and “have you no self-respect?”
They were two of her standard lines to me.”
“Well then Emily was a smart lady who loved you and wanted only
the best for you that she couldn’t have.” Joe said as he took her
hands in his and squeezed. “And I’m not Emily, you are. Her
spirit lives with yours. Promise me you’ll make things better for
yourself.”
“I suppose I have to now. I told myself that one day I would find
you and you would help me get on the right track, and you have.
It just didn’t happen the way I wanted it to. Can I talk to you
when I need to? I want you for my boyfriend, but I know that
can’t happen and I won’t try, but can you be my friend, NOT MY
FATHER! ”
“I know I’ve been a little preachy, but please! I don’t want to
sound like your father, but your friend. Any further talk of
“boyfriend” will end our relationship. Selena and I are together
forever and no-one can change that. I am as true to her as I
would have been to you. Can you assure me that I can trust you?”
Shelley’s eyes welled up with tears, but she otherwise kept her
composure.
“I had you but I threw you away, through no fault of your own. I
knew then it was something that I probably couldn’t change, ever.
I really expected you to look for me harder to give me time to
resolve my guilt and get Emily back to some sort of livable
health. I had you on hold when you saw the line as dead. I didn’t
know about your previous experiences of getting your heart
broken. The one thing I did with you was communicate, that was
what made us click, honesty. When I decided to take Emily to
someplace that would take extra measures to rehab her, even
though I knew in my heart it was hopeless, I didn’t want you to
talk me out of it. My parents each died of cancer before Emily
became fully stricken, but they knew it would happen. After my
Dad died Mom told me to get a place picked out for assisted
living because I could never care for her. As long as there was a
breath in my body, no one was going to care for her but me. Emily
knew that and I think she willed her death in the end to free me.
If I went back to find you then it would be like me starting my
life again without my ball and chain. She wasn’t my ball and
chain, she was my twin sister, a part of me. I’m not sure if we
could have ever restarted then. Life would have been easier then,
without her around, and I couldn’t live with that. I missed her
too much. I hope you can make some sense of this. So, under all
these circumstances I KNOW I can never get you back that way. You
can be sure that I can be trusted.” Shelley explained as tears
dripped from her face.
“I understand how you felt and how your emotions fed into
everything. Just understand that my love for you at the time was
such that we could have overcome everything, but I understand how
you were blind to that end. Give me the night to explain this all
to Selena and maybe tomorrow night we could go out for a bite and
we could all talk. I think she has to know you and understand our
connection.” Joe said wanting to leave and get out to digest the
words and emotions of the afternoon.
“Where are you staying? Maybe we can share a cab.”
“I’m at The Wellington until Sunday, and then I’m driving
upstate, I guess.”
“Come on, I’ll have the cab drop you on my way. I’m at The Four
Seasons.”
They left Mantle’s and a few minutes later while the cab waited
in front of The Wellington Joe and Shelley shared a quick kiss
and a deep hug for old time’s sake. A check of his watch told him
it was nearing 4 o’clock and his blood began to rush knowing
Selena would be home soon. He had the cab go out of its way to
check to see if she was walking and he actually caught her as she
came out of the WSGG brownstone. She was surprised to see him,
but ran to the cab.
“Was I supposed to be looking for you?”
“No, but I saw it was four so I had him swing by.”
“Do I have to submit you to a lie detector test?” She asked.
“Only if you think I might lie to you.” He said with a knowing
smile.
“Was she everything that you remembered?”
“In many ways, yes; she is very special to me in many ways that
I’ll explain. If you’re worried about looks, let me say that she
is still a knock-out. She is blonde, tanned, and full figured,
but not fat.” Joe said with a smile.
“She’s um . . . chesty, right?”
“Boobs the size of your head.” He joked as she elbowed him as the
cab pulled into The Four Seasons.
Selena didn’t like the “boobs” comment and got out of the cab and
walked in ahead of Joe as he paid the cab. She didn’t even wait
at the elevator for him, she went right up. When Joe got to the
suite she was in the bathroom and Joe waited on the bed. After 5
minutes he called out.
“Essy, I’m sorry if I was a little frank about my description or
if I seemed too excited about her. You know my one and only love
the rest of my life is you, and she knows that too. Come out and
we can talk.”
The door opened and she came out, obvious that she had wet eyes.
“THAT’S what I was so pissed about; you seemed a little too
excited about her. I don’t like her already.”
“Let me tell you all about our relationship and what happened. I
think you’ll understand better why I just can’t let her dangle.
She was the first woman I ever dated that was really smart, and I
mean smart like you. I could carry on a conversation about
anything with her, especially the market and finances. She was
smart and savvy about the world and handled her own finances in
the market before it was in vogue for the smaller investor. She
managed a trust her parents left her and her sister, they were
twins.”
“Oh God, I can just see you, twins and four of those big boobs in
your . . . . “ She started before Joe stopped her.
“Her twin had cerebral palsy and was paralyzed from the neck down
with the exception of some finger movement! Now would you just
listen before you put your foot in your mouth again?” Joe said
forcefully.
Joe went on to explain the entire story about their 5 week
relationship and why she meant so much to him, but he made it
clear he had no interest in her other wise. She was just a friend
he wanted to help out, if she needed it. In some strange
round-a-bout way, he felt he owed it to her. Above all, he felt
if Shelley met Selena it would give closure to their
relationship. By the end of his explanation Selena seemed to
understand where he was coming from. The fact he had a personal
and sexual relationship with her made her uneasy, but she was
always convinced in her heart of hearts that Joe was true blue.
Selena leaned over and kissed Joe on the lips.
“She’s lucky to have a friend like you, but it sounds like she
should be able to handle her problems, once she gets off the dime
and makes the first effort. Don’t stick your nose in until you
think she needs it. We can get together tomorrow night for dinner
if that would make you happy and you think it would help her get
over you, so to speak. It sounds like she would make a good match
for Slim when he moves to the States.” Selena said, giving in to
meeting her.
“Slims engaged, he’ll get married when he moves here.” Joe said
correcting her.
“Ohhh, you didn’t hear then. The engagement is off. She’s
pregnant and he hasn’t been with her for almost 2 months. He’s
not as broken up as he would have been if he caught her cheating.
Right now he’s glad he found out what she really is before he got
married. We talked for a few minutes the other day. He’s still in
line for a spot at WSGG and still wants to move here. He seemed
relieved, to tell you the truth, so I don’t think it was all
Disneyland with her. Long distance romances have to be tough.”
“Damn, I’ll have to call him, but I think I’ll keep Shelley out
of the picture until he’s living here, if he’s interested.” Joe
said thinking out loud.
With so much crammed into their lives in their first 3 days in
Manhattan they were glad to lay low on Thursday night. Joe sent
out to a deli close by for combo sandwiches to give Selena a real
New York Deli food experience. A sandwich is a sandwich, but a
real deli combo of pastrami and turkey on New York Rye with hot
mustard, cole slaw and half pickles on the side is altogether
different.
Sitting at the bar with their dinner and bottles of beer to
compliment Joe was talkative, but Selena seemed almost
introspective. Finally Joe saw her mood and took her hand.
“Something bothering you; some thing we have to talk about?”
“Am I really the perfect mate for you? If Shelley hadn’t run off
when she did, it would be her, here in this seat, wouldn’t it?”
“That’s just silly talk Essy. You preach to me yourself that
things happen for a reason. She was close, but she’s not you.”
“She makes more sense though, the same age as you.”
Joe got up from his stool and came behind her to hold her.
“Selena Hanson, you are the greatest gift I’ve ever received and
I could not for one second ever imagine being with any other
person for the rest of my life than you. There was a time when I
would factor in our age difference with anything I might want to
do with you, but I don’t anymore. You make me think young and
you’re so mature beyond your years that there is no age factor to
consider.” Joe said patiently, even though he was miffed by her
thoughts.
“Tell me there wasn’t one “what if” on your mind today.” She said
leaning back into him and looking up.
“Never, not in the way you’re thinking of it. For what we have
now, together as one, I want nothing except to bring a child into
the world that will be us. That would make us complete. Besides
that, we have, or can have anything. You’re not even graduated
from Poly yet and you have a 6 figure job locked up with can’t
miss investment options. Could you have dreamed that 4 years ago?
You’re engaged to someone who adores you without those worldly
things who could provide you with anything. We can have anything
in the world, but the one thing I really have to have in my life
is you. I could trade it all just to be with you. Never doubt me
or us for a second. You are my life and any less would have me
wanting for something I may have missed. I love you!” Joe
testified.
Selena’s eyes were tear-stained after Joe’s testimony as she
asked, “Are you sure you don’t fantasize about those big tanned
boobies you talked about?”
“You are my fantasy and no one could make me happier. Just
feeling you near me, smelling you and seeing those adoring eyes
look at me has me excited.” Joe said as he spun her stool around
and she stood up on its rail and hugged his head between her
breasts.
“Do those make you happy?” she asked.
“No, YOU make me happy.” He told her as his hands went around her
and held her skirt covered ass in his hands as he buried his nose
between her bloused breasts and inhaled. “YOU are my love for now
and ever. How can I show you?”
“Just look me in the eye, that’s all I need Joe; I know I am
yours, I really do. I may get a little crazy sometimes, but I
know I can’t lose you. I know you are as true as anyone can be.”
She whispered.
Joe could no longer take her scent and had to ravish her in some
way. He undid the top few buttons on her blouse and undid the
front clasp. He peeled back one of the cups to reveal her breast
before covering it with his mouth. Selena exhaled deeply as his
mouth sucked at her bud before filling his mouth with her flesh
and mashing it with his tongue. With his nose he brushed aside
the other cup and repeated the same oral tribute to her other
breast.
“Oh Joe, my pussy is running like a faucet. Let me sit.”
Joe let her sit and she scooted her butt to the edge of the
barstool, hiking up her skirt. She pulled her panty aside to
reveal her red excited pussy.
“Get in me Joey! Get that cock out and fill me!” She said
impatiently as Joe was already working his zipper down and
fishing out his trapped swollen penis.
Selena leaned back in the stool and lifted her legs, bent at the
knee, back. Joe found the wet slot her fingers were revealing to
him and he pushed into her as he stood in his toes next to the
stool. He slammed into her over and over as she let her head fall
back limp and moaned like a wounded animal. Soon her fingers that
were holding onto the bar for support were trembling and her ass
seemed to vibrate at the edge of the stool. The position was very
uncomfortable for Joe, but he saw the obvious pleasure he was
bringing her. But, the pain in his knees and feet from the
acrobatic fuck he was giving her took over and he had to slide
from the grip of her sex. He bent quickly to place his mouth over
her slit to suck her juices and massage her clit. He heard her
breath catch hard and hold her chest full of air as her legs
seemed to flail as her orgasm roared through her. Still without a
breath her hand went to the top of his head and pushed him away.
“AwwwwwwwwwwwwGHHHHHHHHHHHH, Oh so goooood. I CAN’T . . . . .
Can’t TAKE it any more!!” She growled as her hand let her panty
go and the gusset went over her pussy and she folded her legs up
to protect herself.
Joe watched her finish her orgasm as he took his engorged cock in
his hand and begin to stroke it, his need to cum himself becoming
urgent.
“Where do you think you’re going to shoot that cock juice?” She
asked, still breathless from their fast fuck.
“All over, I guess. I’ve gotta shoot!” He said as he began to
throw his head back.
“No, give it to me!” She said decisively as she slid off the
stool and spun around and leaned over it, her hand coming up
between her legs to pull her panty aside again.
Joe was almost there but seeing her pussy and ass splayed open
for him made him stop his hand ministrations. He stepped forward
and plowed into her pussy and made four hard thrusts in and out
of her before he bellowed out.
“Uh, uh, uh, uh, urrgghh! Ahh, ahh, ahh, Oooo, your pussy is so
tight and sweet.”
Selena welcomed his hard cock up within her once again to shoot
her full of cum. She felt his shot into her and wished she had
tried to get down to swallow it, but she didn’t think there was
time. Now as his cock sloshed in his cum juice she was tempted to
turn around and clean him off, he knew it too.
“When I slide out of you, curb your passions. It’s early and we
have the night.” He whispered in her ear. “Catch my cum in your
panties.”
“OK, but you owe me,” she said as she stood and let her panty go
over her smooth quim to catch her leakage.
She hurried to the bathroom and stripped off her underwear and
straddled the bidet to freshen herself. She cleaned herself
especially good so she could wait until morning to shower.
Joe came in to pee and waited for the cleansing appliance
himself. He too was happy to clean the business end of himself
rather than shower before morning.
“Joe, thanks for being so honest about Shelley. You really didn’t
have to come clean since it all happened so long ago and even
today didn’t concern me. I know you wouldn’t hold anything back,
even to protect me.” She said as she slipped on her robe and went
back to the bar.
As she slipped behind the bar and refilled her wine she suddenly
thought of her words to Lucy just a few months back.
“Don’t cry Lucy, my confused and loyal friend. We can solve this.
I want to make you happy and I will not abandon you. I hate to
keep things from Joe, and I never have. But this is something he
may never understand. Good Lord, I barely understand it! Get
dressed and I’ll drive us to the dorm. We can’t be here.”
It was what she said to Lucy when Lucy wanted Selena to make love
to her. She had kept this illicit dealing with Lucy from Joe. She
had put her friendship in front of her love and did it so coldly
without thought or calculation that she gave her conscience got a
pass on it. She thought wrong. The memory of that afternoon
instantly began to eat at her. She promised Lucy that Joe would
someday know about the event and he would understand. Right now
as the guilt ate at her, she wasn’t so sure. Her betrayal seemed
bitter now and she never wanted to tell him, but now that this
suppressed memory reared its ugly head she got a death row feel.
Someone with open arms was ready to take him if this tore her
from him. Was she paranoid, she asked herself?
Joe strolled into the room ready to drink a little more wine and
retire early and make love to his Selena. Alone together they
were the Gemini, the twins of horoscope legend; adaptable and
versatile, communicative and witty, intellectual and eloquent,
youthful and lively. He wasn’t an astrological believer but once
when they put their birthdays into a zodiac website as a goof and
those attributes came out and it fit all parts of their life and
relationship. He looked at Selena and knew there was something
wrong.
“Are you OK? Do you feel sick?” He asked immediately concerned.
“Joe, I just thought of something I should have told you long
ago. You are the standard of honesty in our relationship and I’m
afraid I can’t meet that standard right now, I must confess to
you.” She said as she leaned on the bar, from behind it and tears
began to form in her eyes.
“Selena, what could it be? I know you couldn’t cheat on me.”
“I’m afraid I have, and after I promised it would never happen
again.”
“Again?” Joe asked confused about the sudden change in her
demeanor from just minutes before.
“I was with Lucy again, and I was bad.” She said before she
started crying, almost uncontrollably.
Through her tears she went on to explain how the two of them
ended up alone at Joes a few days after the rape and Lucy told
her that she had this unfulfilled fantasy of being on the
receiving end of what she had done for her in her time of need,
even though Selena was drunk and basically unaware. Now she
hadn’t been able to consummate with Jeromy and her body screamed
for fulfillment. She told him how she really thought she wouldn’t
actually go through the deed with Lucy once she saw what it might
do to everyone’s relationship. But when Lucy confronted her in
the parking lot, even before they even went into the dorm, about
whether she was “wet” from thinking about the possibility of
their consummation she lost her temper and called her a “fucking
bitch”, because she WAS excited.
“I exploded at her, calling her that vile name with such
conviction, wanting me to cheat on you again. Then she said the
words that broke my deal with you. She said:
“Fuckin’ bitch huh? You saved this fuckin’ bitch this week, but
do you remember what THIS fuckin’ bitch has done for you? When
you were drunk and horny and crying out for your lover this
fuckin’ bitch risked her friendship and all of her college
credits to fuck you silly when you begged for it and didn’t even
know the difference between me and your lover. THIS fuckin’ bitch
gave you the kiss on your pussy that made you tingle every time
you thought that you must have dreamed that. This is the same
fuckin’ bitch that saw to it you got off when we had our show and
tell night, if you remember. Wasn’t it this fuckin’ bitch’s
tongue that danced on your clit and made you shoot off right in
my face when you were frustrated and nervous that you wouldn’t be
able to get off with your lover far away. Seems to me you have
some pretty intimate history with THIS FUCKIN’ BITCH. So WHY do
you seem so shocked and offended when I have a dream and a
fantasy about you finally fucking me back?”
When she finished telling Joe all of Lucy’s words her face was
red and full of anger and tears. She was venting her anger
towards Lucy, but she knew it should be at herself.
“I was weak Joe and wanted to meet her challenge and make her
happy, even though I knew I was betraying you. Even worse, I
enjoyed the whole thing. I shot off like a fountain. I was laying
on her and she thanked me and said her fantasy had been
fulfilled, that I could use her as I wished to fulfill mine, if I
had any. I remember saying:
“Suddenly I understand everything you wanted. Thirty seconds ago
I wanted to choke you with this toy and then stick it up your ass
and make you hurt like you’ve never before. When you said “My
fantasy is fulfilled” all of the pieces came together and I
realized what you wanted and why it was over.”
“Joe I understood why I did it, but I couldn’t understand why I
betrayed you, why, for a few moments, I put her ahead of you. I
knew I would tell you someday, but it should have been sooner. My
conscience let it stay dormant for so long and then when I
thanked you telling me about Shelley, even though you didn’t have
to, the guilt just took over my entire being. I know I have to
earn back your trust, and I hope I can. I can promise you that
both Lucy and I will keep our promise to each other and to you,
that it will never happen, not even one impropriety between us.
We both have the loves of our lives and I would never do anything
to lose you, if I haven’t done that already.”
Joe was shocked, but not surprised by the revelation. It did
place some doubt about “her word”, and that troubled him greatly.
He understood the circumstance of the first two encounters with
Lucy and thought they had almost adolescent sexual antics about
them; some of the little curiosity things that never get told
from behind the closed door. He saw where this was different.
This was a breach of trust, but for what it was for the sake of,
deep lifelong friendship, he could almost make out its worth.
“Selena, do you think there is a real sexual thing between you
two?”
“Are you asking me if I think we’re lesbians?”
“NO NO, absolutely not, but do you love her in a sexual way?”
“No, I love her in a way that I would do most anything for her,
and I think I’ve proved that in non-sexual ways. When she asked
me to . . . to fuck her, I revolted immediately. She told me it
was the only quirk, or fantasy she had left from that time of her
life; to get from me what she did for me. The circumstance was .
. . . .
damn, I hate telling her personal things to you, or anyone for
that matter,” she said as she began to cry again, “was that she
was hurt physically deep in her vagina during the rape. That
creep had a huge penis and he really pounded her. That night was
her first with Jeromy and she wanted it to be fireworks as a way
to say “fuck you” to her rapist. But she remembered as they
started that the hospital had taken off her birth control patch,
and they had to stop. That longing, along with me being there
talking about sex and you, . . . and friendship, sort of got
fires lit. We had one of our special hugs and she just blurted
out what she wanted from me.” Selena answered in detail.
“Special hugs?”
“I’ve told you that we’ve hugged bare breast to bare breast
before; it’s just a personal thing between us and before that day
we had promised each other we would never do it again. I was
there in just my robe and she was talking to me from bed, with
just the sheet pulled up over her. I was talking about us, and
she about Jeromy, how he hadn’t scratched her itch that night.
Then she said if I hadn’t gone after the guy, she would have
hidden it. My words had soothed her and to tell you the truth, I
was a little squishy from talking about us. She dropped the sheet
and I let my robe fall open and we hugged. Without hesitation she
told me what she wanted. I really went along with it thinking I
would talk her out of it. Somewhere in there is when I called her
a fucking bitch, and then everything happened.”
“No foreplay?”
“Absolutely not. That would have been the deal breaker, if she
asked.”
“But you said you kissed her pussy afterward?”
“It wasn’t an erotic kiss, it was doing back for what she did to
me the night I was drunk. I wanted nothing left owed. When she
kissed me there, it was what convinced me that you had been with
me that night. I made a big deal about it at the time and I
didn’t want her to use that . . . “ She said before Joe cut in.
“Use, that’s the key word in all of this. You’re the gullible
friend that she HAS used.” Joe shouted out angrily.
“No Joe, that’s NOT it. I thought that too, but there is a
certain sincerity to it all, to everything that happened. If she
just wanted a girlie fuck, she could have made a call and gotten
any number of her old friends to come to her. She was popular in
that circle. Let’s face it, Lucy is a gorgeous woman. Since that
day our whole relationship has changed for the better. She and I
are closer, like sisters. It’s definitely different in the way we
are with each other, bonded is the term.”
Selena said defending Lucy sincerely enough to change Joe’s
assessment.
“If you don’t think she is a predator that used you, I’ll take
your word. You’re pretty smart and don’t have to be hit over the
head to realize things like that. I trust you know the fabric of
your friendship.” Joe said as he sank back into his stool and
looked at the tear streaked, forlorn face of the woman he loved
so.
“I want you to think about something, something that will make
you sadder, but something you have to realize. Before I say it,
remember that I love you forever and will be the father of your
children and we will live happily ever after. You’ve done nothing
to sway me or my love from you. Selena, I love you so much, BUT;
Imagine if I came to you with the same story, but it was me and
Jeromy who had the affair or me and Lucy who had the affair.
Would you be as understanding as me? I think I understand the
relationship you and Lucy have had and everything tells me that
she is a predator, but again, I will take your word because I
think you’re smarter than that. But, I want you to remember all
of this before the next time you go off on me for saying hello to
someone I had sex with before you were born or I met you.” Joe
said in more of a fatherly tone than he intended, but it did
strike the chord he looked for.
“Ohhhh Goddd!” Selena blurted out before she cried hard and wet.
“If you ever had any kind of other affair I could probably never
forgive you!! I am such a BITCH to treat you like this. I love
you Joey and never want to lose you!!”
“Don’t worry”, He said as he sat up forward and put his hands out
for hers, “nothing will tear us apart, but you have to be more
understanding that I’ve had 20 years of life to make
relationships that I can’t just pretend never happened. OK?”
“I promise I will. I’ve learned a terrible lesson the hardest of
ways.” She said as she waited to be invited back into Joe’s arms,
the sign that all was OK again.
Joe sat back and decided to play with her thoughts and feelings
just a bit more before calling “all in”. He didn’t do it to gain
more control, because Selena was smarter than that. She would
have turned those tables on him.
“Tell me,” he wondered, “how did it feel to have the cock, have
the control when you laid on her and fucked her?”
“JOE!!” She shouted out before she saw the smile curl at the edge
of his lips and hold his arms open.”
“You big shit, I love you!” She shouted as she jumped from behind
the bar and threw her arms around his neck.
“Hahahaha”, Joe laughed as he welcomed her laughing heartily.
“You have my word forever and ever that nothing will ever happen
to have you doubt me, no matter HOW I justify it at the time. I
took advantage of you that time and I know it. I’m so sorry
Joey.” She cried into his shoulder.
“I know you are, and I know you meant nothing bad toward me when
it happened, it’s just not something a woman committed to a man
does. I’m OK.”
“Just make sure of a couple things Joe. I’m not asking you to
accept what I did, and I’m not even asking you to begin to
understand it. What I am asking you to do is to forgive me and
take my word, from my heart, that you have no reason to EVER
question me again. I don’t deserve your total trust, but you have
my word on it.” She whispered in his ear.
“You are my true love forever and I am yours.” Joe whispered
back.
Chapter 46
Selena lay in bed listening to the purr of Joe's light snore. She
felt empty and alone. Although Joe said her admission made no
difference, they went to bed without making love or the usual
affections. They both downed their wine and Joe took her hand and
led her to the bedroom. She undid her robe and Joe took it and
laid it across the foot of the bed. He patted her bare butt and
she crawled into the bed with Joe following her. She played coy
and rolled away from him hoping he would spoon her, but he
settled in and was asleep in minutes.
Her thoughts turned paranoid asking herself, "Is this the
beginning of the end? Has he grown tired of some of my little
girl antics? Are our worlds really that different?"
She tried to tell herself that he was just tired, but he was
always randy for her. Now he had another woman, more his own age,
to compare his future possibilities with. He said Shelley would
always be his friend and he would always love her in some special
way. Maybe he could say that about her!
Her mind was a blender full of negative ideas as her thoughts
spiraled her into an inconsolable tearful bawl that she turned
into the pillow so as not to wake him. But her tears and mournful
cry was enough to wake anyone in the room, let alone the bed.
"Selena, what on earth is the matter?" He said as he shot up
quickly thinking she might be in grave distress.
"We're through aren't we?" she said through sup-sucking watery
bawls.
"Where in God's name did you get that idea? I just told you that
all was well with us and nothing had changed." He said somewhat
sympathetically, but with an angry edge.
"You want to go back to your other girlfriend who's more mature,
don't you?" She slobbered out as before.
"GOD-DAMMIT SELENA! Right now there are kindergartners more
mature than you. What part of my word don't you understand? What
part of my love forever don't you understand? Didn't I tell you I
accepted your explanation of the story. Yes I was disappointed
with HOW it happened and how cavalierly you sought to hide it
from me, but I love you so much that I can look past those
misguided actions that you took. I NEVER THOUGHT YOU MEANT TO
HURT ME! Now STOP THIS CRYING!! You've let your mind mix things
out of control." Joe said in a raised tone, pissed off that she
sometimes fails to understand the depth of his love, even though
she preaches the same to him.
She continued to blubber on about not being able to live without
him, she couldn't handle the job and the city without him,
seeming to not hear his former pleas for her to stop. The hour of
the night, the fact he had been asleep and the fact she accepted
his words earlier without reserve drew his ire to a bright pitch.
He knew what she hated, and he would resort to it again.
He peeled back the covers to expose her pretty bottom and he
quickly got to his knees and wielding his right hand for a loud
stinging slap across her bare butt. He followed that with 3 more
spanks that left hand prints on her perfect ass before she could
move. Then she pulled her hands away from their defensive
posture.
"That's it! Spank me to make me pay for my unfaithfulness. Beat
my ass until you think I've learned my lesson! Give it to me
hard!" She said burying her face in her hands.
"JESUS CHRIST Selena! Have you lost all semblance of clear
thinking? I slapped your ass because I know you hate it and I was
trying to get you to your senses. I can't and won't make you pay.
I love you for God's sake." Joe told her, not willing to comply
with her wish.
Selena reached back and rubbed her reddened bottom and suddenly
stopped crying.
"Joe, you really beat my ass, you know I hate spankings!"
"Precisely why I did it, and it appears it worked."
"Ohhh my ass hurts so much!"
"Are you though talking stupid and letting your emotions roller
coaster?"
"Yes, I know I was out of control. Don't hate me for being unable
to accept losing you." She said, sorry for her choice of words
already.
"How can I hate someone who I love so much? This calls for a
drastic move that I hoped I wouldn't have to make." Joe said as
he got up and went to his writing press next to his dressing
mirror.
He opened a drawer and took out a small package and brought it to
the side of the bed and he knelt.
"Selena, look this way. I have some thing I want to say to you."
Selena was afraid of what he might say and slowly turned her head
toward him.
"Selena Hanson, would you make me the happiest man on earth by
saying that taking this ring you will agree to marry me and be
the mother of our children with a promise from me that I will
make you the happiest woman in the world as we live out our lives
as one?"
Selena's eyes bugged out and sat back a moment from her elbow
rest on the pillow. She looked at the ring, and then at Joe, her
face running the gamut of fear, confusion, joy and ecstasy.
"Wha . . . ? You . . . you're . . . asking?" Selena stammered
out in confused words.
"Yes, I'm asking you right now. I was going to wait for the top
of The Empire State Building, but apparently you need some
assurance from me that I love you as much now as I ever have. I
love you more each minute and you seem to doubt that. I just
treated you like a little girl, and you piss me off to make me
lose my temper. I HATE to hurt you in any way and I only spank
you as a wake up call because it reminds you that you've been an
immature little girl. I've promised not to do it again, I know.
However, your little girl actions and tantrum pushed me over. You
lost the sexy place to get your ring and big question, but you
still get it. Selena, how could you ever doubt my love for one
second? Now you're letting me ramble on here and I still don't
have your answer."
"Ohhhh . . . Joey! You know there's only one answer. I love you
and want to be with you forever. The ring, it's so beautiful,
it's the one I showed you in Jamaica. How did you get it? Oh God,
I'm dizzy here with so many things happening. I'm so sorry I ever
doubted you. NO NO, I never really doubted you, I just put words
and scenarios in my mind. God, I better shut up and say yes and
kiss you huh?"
"If that's what your heart tells you."
"Oh Joe it does!" She said before sitting up and leaning over to
kiss Joe deeply.
"Selena, if there's one thing I wish would happen with you it
would be to lose that immaturity that flares up from time to
time. I'm hoping by taking my ring you'll stop letting your
paranoia get the best of you. You are all I want in the world."
Joe said hugging her close.
"I'm not mad at you for spanking me, I'm mad at myself. You're
right to spank me when I act like that, because I know I've
disappointed you by being a big baby. I'll try my hardest to make
sure you never have reason to do it again, but if there is a next
time, just warn me OK?" She said as she rubbed her bottom.
"Maybe I should kiss it for you?"
"Oooo, I would like that, but only if I can kiss something of
yours."
"Stay where you are, but you have to put the ring on first." He
said as he slipped the ring on her finger. He kissed her lips and
then immediately down her back until her got to her lovely
bottom. The halves sat perfectly shaped and slightly reddened
before him as his lips covered it with kisses while he knelt up
on the bed. He kissed big circles on both cheeks while she
giggled and squirmed, his smooching obviously tickling her. He
put his hands on the backs of her knees and parted her legs a bit
while he dove deep between her legs to give her pussy a kiss. He
whipped his tongue over her slit before coming straight back up
and ran his tongue along her crack while one hand slipped up and
pulled her open so he could tickle her asshole with his tongue.
Selena jumped at the intrusion and twisted a bit, but Joe held
her fast as both hands now held her pretty cheeks open for him to
feast on her private sensitive spot. As he drilled with his
tongue she giggled and whooped before her breath started hard in
her throat.
"No Joey, I don't know if my little hiney can take you again so
soon." She whined.
"Don't worry I'm just trying to make your hiney feel good after
smacking it so hard. I know what I'm going to have tonight." He
told her between licks.
"Well, stop then before I beg you to fill me up back there!" She
laughed.
Joe stopped his anal-oral tease and knelt up straight on the bed,
looking over her. She scooted around quickly to kneel up in front
of him, his cock at her mouth level. She snaked her tongue out to
tease him as he caressed her back. Once she pushed her mouth over
him he threw his head back and sighed.
"Promise me you'll never get tired of doing that. Your mouth is
as sweet as your pussy." He moaned aloud.
She pulled her head up quickly and said "Don't worry; I love to
make love to you with my mouth. Just let me get on the floor
while you sit on the bed. I can watch you better then."
Joe moved aside and let her get to the floor on her knees as he
twisted around with his legs on either side of her.
She never hesitated a moment in driving her mouth over him. He
gasped from the sudden warm velvet envelope that sheathed him.
She bobbed her head a few times before wrapping her hand around
him and stroking him a few times while she looked up at him.
"You make my little asshole feel so hot and so good. You are the
sexiest man. Please cum for me, I want you so bad." She said
breathlessly as she went right back to her mouth fucking of him.
She worked hard with her eyes closed sucking and stroking him
until she detected the flavor of his pre-cum. She looked up at
him in anticipation. Looking down and seeing her eyes locked onto
him in devotion was a great catalyst. He thought he would last a
long time under her mouth, but he was wrong. He felt his balls
churning already.
"Oh baby, you're going to get my load soon. You're so good to me!
I love you!" He yelled out as he began to raise his hips to her
bobbing head.
The words hardly left his mouth before he began to shoot into her
mouth as she quickly swallowed and ran her tongue over and over
the head of his cock as she squeezed every drop from him. Soon
Joe became over sensitive and began to move away from her mouth
as she fell back onto her haunches and smiled up at him.
"That was awesome, especially knowing you just gave me the ring.
I love you and like to make you happy. Any time we have sex makes
me happy and complete, but using our mouths is always special,
tasting each other, controlling each others pleasure. I love to
taste your seed and I know it brings you pleasure. I'll wear your
ring so proudly."
"You want to start wearing it now, telling people?"
"Oh, please Joe, I want everyone to know."
"I have another surprise for you. On the third of March I'm
having my reversal surgery. Dr. Nikko doesn't think I should wait
any longer. He's reviewed all my tests and pictures and thinks
doing it once the real cold is gone and before the heat gets here
will leave me at my best option for success. I'm at the start of
the least successful age bracket. But he's confidant; he says
that outside temperatures and outside activity in temperature
extremes play a part in it all. So maybe we shouldn't wait so
long to get married."
"Joey, what's gotten into you, the ring, moving up our plans?"
"You knew you were going to get a ring, but with the moving up,
if I have successful surgery there's always a chance for you to
get pregnant, and we don't want that without being married."
"Mmmm, when you get fixed, are you going to taste different?"
"You are impossible! Let's get to sleep my sweet, sweet Selena."
Selena knew that she had a thousand questions for Joe about the
surgery, how he got the ring, but she also knew it was getting
very late and Friday was always a day to be sharp at WSGG. She
couldn't wait to go to sleep so she could wake up and put on her
ring for all to see. She cuddled up to Joe and the two of them
were asleep in no time.
Selena woke up 5 minutes before the alarm and quickly reached for
her new ring, her engagement ring on the bed stand. She lay back
into her pillow as Joe lightly snored and she admired the ring.
Any ring would do, but this is one she singled out in the case of
a custom jeweler. When Joe asked about it he was told that it was
a special order that was designed by the buyer. She remembered
that Joe had told the artisan that although it had been designed
by another, the final product was a work of art that mirrored the
fine talent of the maker. The young man had blushed at Joe's
comments and spent a lot of time with both of them showing them
other jewelry. Joe ended up buying earrings and a necklace for
her. She knew the jeweler would not have made another copy of the
original work, nor would Joe have asked him.
She wanted to smother Joe with a kiss barrage to wake him so she
could thank him again, but he was sleeping so soundly she decided
to let him wake at his own pace, and if he woke before she left,
GOOD!
She got up and switched off the alarm in the last possible minute
to save Joe's sleep. She put the ring back on the stand and went
to shower. As she showered and washed her body she was reminded
of their love-making from the night before. Her pussy still felt
good from the plowing he had given her on the barstool after she
turned around to get it from behind. He was close to cumming and
seemed longer and fatter than ever when he plowed into her. She
giggled to herself as she washed her tender pussy thinking about
the load he shot an hour or so later into her mouth. It wasn't as
sweet as some, but after the ring it was satisfying as any. Joe
usually ate "flavor-friendly" foods, especially pineapple and
parsley, and stayed away from dairy products, cauliflower,
broccoli, and asparagus after lunch time. Her sexy thoughts added
a bounce to her demeanor as she dried and dressed smiling at
herself in the mirror. After drying her hair she opened the door
to the bedroom and Joe was still out, his snore in the same
cadence as before. She put on her coat and went downstairs to get
a quick breakfast before her walk to work.
As she floated across the lobby Joseph came up to her.
"Good morning Miss Hanson. Why don't you let me arrange a ride to
work for you today? There's a light frozen mist on the sidewalks
from a foggy night and it might be hazardous." He warned.
"OK, give me, ummm . . . 25 minutes. I'll take my time with
coffee and maybe a bite. Uhhhh, how do you like this?" She said
as she flashed her new ring, its center diamond so prominent.
"Good Lord, Miss Hanson, are you engaged?"
"Why yes, Joseph, I am." She said brightly before saying under
her breath "(The four of us will have to have a drink on it. Have
Shanna call me)"
After accepting his congratulations she was off to the coffee
shop for her morning brew and a croissant. As she sat and glanced
through her Wall Street she kept noticing a woman sitting across
the room, who looked dreadfully out of place in New York, with
her deep tan in the middle of December. When the woman got up to
go to the Ladies Room she couldn't help but notice her large
breasts and full figure. She was quite pretty, her tan face
framed with bouncy blond tresses.
Suddenly it hit her that this might be Shelley. Was she staking
out The Four Seasons waiting for Joe? Was this a coincidence of
circumstances or was she being paranoid again? She looked down at
her ring and decided that she needed to get her act together.
When the woman returned she had a newspaper under her arm, The
Wall Street Journal. She hadn't gone to the Ladies Room, she went
to get a paper. Selena decided to face her demons and get up to
approach her.
"Excuse me and Good Morning," She greeted her, "If I may be so
forward, but is your name Shelley?"
"Why, yes it is. Who is asking?"
"Hi, I'm Selena Hanson, Joe Johnson's fiance."
"I must say that you are just as pretty as Joe told me, and he
must have given you a pretty good description of me." She said,
blushing deeply. "I suppose it doesn't look good, my being here
in his hotel, but my intentions are on the square."
"Let's not get off on the wrong foot. I didn't confront you to
accuse you of anything; it was just after his description, seeing
you here intrigued me. I knew it had to be you." Selena offered.
"I have a trust and it's all pretty well invested, but I need to
liquidate some of it and have funds transferred to make the final
payment on a home I'm purchasing upstate." Shelley explained.
"It's not always wise to pay off a property and lose the benefits
of owing."
"I was going to improve it right away and get a home equity loan.
Siding, and paint with a kitchen upgrade will double or triple
what I'm buying it for. The property is a distressed bank asset I
stumbled on. I don't have a broker, per se, but Chase holds the
trust and I was going to talk with them."
"Are you currently a WSG member?"
"I'm not sure, it may have run out. I let it go for a few years,
and got back into it a year or so ago, when I knew I wanted to
leave my husband and all."
"Do you remember the last weekly you got?"
Shelley fished into her purse and pulled out a seven week old
tattered issue that contained the quarterly trends. Selena took
it from her and checked the label.
"You're good until the end of the year. Why don't you come to
work with me? I can give you a private consult on your portfolio
if you like. We don't do it as a practice, but it's not unheard
of. You have special circumstances and I wouldn't like to see you
swayed the wrong way. You may have to wait about 30 or 40 minutes
for me to run through the morning numbers, but if you have all
the details of your portfolio I can guide you." Selena offered.
"Are . . are you sure it would be OK?"
"I'm sure. I just have to call the executive assistant so you can
get in."
"I have a cell phone, do you want to use that?"
"OK, I'm trying to avoid having to get one. I don't like the
disruption it provides." Selena said while dialing.
"Good Morning Deneigh. Listen, when I come in I'll be bringing in
a client for a short consult. She'll have to wait for me to get
my run through. Any problems?"
"I just need a name to bring up her profile."
Selena looked at Shelley. "Shelley McLelligott?" She said
remembering the name from Joe's ramblings.
"Oh no, that's my maiden name, I belong as Shelley Shadeow,
S-h-a-d-e-o-w."
Deneigh entered her name in to the data base, overhearing the
spelling.
"From San Diego?" Selena relayed as Shelley nodded.
"All set Selena, how do I charge off your time."
"Bill it back to me, it will be gratis."
Selena looked at her watch and knew that Joseph was always on
time.
"Come on Shelley, we can make some small talk on the way, my ride
should be here." She said as she gathered her things and hustled
towards the front door.
Joseph saw Selena coming and motioned her over.
"Hurry, they need the Airport shuttle for nine, we can just make
it." He said as he opened the doors of the mini van for them.
"Joseph, this is Shelley, and old friend of Joe's, and Shelley
this is Joseph also an old friend of Joe's." Selena said making
quick introductions as Joseph sped down the side street to get to
WSG and back as soon as he could.
Morning traffic in the area wasn't bad and Joseph made the drop
and return without a problem for them. Selena quickly introduced
Shelley to Deneigh and showed her where she could wait until
Selena was ready for her.
The after-hours and overseas markets were quiet and the Dow
hadn't moved out of a 20 point block for days. The Holidays were
settling in and the market was doing its usual Holiday
stagnation. Selena checked a few leads she had on futures trading
and returned a call to Slim Beepo who told her there might be a
rush on vanilla. Vanilla was actually a fruit from a tropical
orchid. Vanilla beans are grown primarily in Madagascar,
Indonesia, Tahiti, and Mexico, all of which had damage from a
wild hurricane season. However from the maturity of the bean, it
took almost 3 months to get the extract. It could be in short
supply by January and it was actually the most used flavoring in
ice cream, puddings, cakes, chocolates, baked goods, syrups,
candies, liqueurs, tobacco, soft drinks and Vanilla tincture is
used in perfumes. She planned an article for the weekly
newsletter based on Slims information.
By 9:35 Selena was ready for Shelley and she called for her.
Deneigh showed her in and Shelley sat across from Selena and
showed her the portfolio and what she planned on liquidating from
the trust. Selena went into one of her thinking modes and began
to throw numbers into her calculator, stopping occasionally to
page through some tables on her computer and then referencing
other figures from her live feed from the world networks.
"You know, we might want to rethink the ADM and GSK stocks. Yes,
they have been slow to improve, but they are stalwarts. I just
heard that vanilla will be in short supply at the start of the
year and ADM can only benefit from that. I don't see big growth
there, but certainly not a weakening. GSK will be a big player in
the ED boom we expect to see by the end of next year. The
government has already approved ads for Erectile Dysfunction
medications and they plan to start with the Super Bowl ad blitz.
You might have to change your thinking about winners like these.
Steady and strong is better than risky with weak bottoms that
could fall out. Let me show you some examples of how stocks in
retail ventures look good but can fail fast." Selena explained to
her with a small retracting pointer as she held up the papers.
The two conferred for another 10 minutes with Selena showing her
better choices for liquidation that might even cut future losses.
She had her selling a large portion of her GM stock, reinvesting
part in other strong commodities and then still paying off most
of her mortgage. Shelley was impressed by her quick knowledge and
apparent savvy of the market and the "easy funds" she owned.
Just when Selena wanted to turn the conversation to a personal
side there was a knock on the door. Trace Fountain peeked his
head inside.
"I understand we have a bona-fide personal investment customer in
the house. Am I interrupting?" He asked with his Ralph Bellamy
type of charm.
"No please Mr. Fountain, come in. This is Shelley Shadeow.
Shelley this is J Trace Fountain, one of the founders of the
Group and think tank."
"Oh my God, I'm so pleased to meet you. I've read your columns
for years and seen your face so often on TV and well now of
course I see Selena but . . . "
Oh my," He chuckled. "They did consumer testing and found Miss
Hanson much for attractive than me." He joked.
"Mr. Fountain, Ms Shadeow has a trust she manages and she wanted
to liquidate part to buy a home. She's recently separated and
wanting to get a new start."
"Well, investing in a home is always a good investment in the
long run. I think you'll see a boom in ownership within the next
few years as interest rates continue to tumble. Is it a new
home?" Trace asked.
"No, it's sort of a re-po. The bank had it on the market for a
time and I got a tip to make an offer for what they had in it.
Good timing on my part, I guess. It's in a modest middle class
area of homes in the 150 and above range, and I got it for under
85. I don't think it will take more than 15 or 20 to improve it
back to new. Then if interest rates get right, I'll take the
equity out and catch back up with the trust." Shelley explained.
"Are you the sole heir to the trust?"
"Yes I am. My parents left it to me and my sister, but she passed
away. She had CP and was the reason for the trust, so I could
take care of her. Long story . . . "
"My sympathies. So, this is actually your portfolio and no longer
a trust, so to speak, yes?"
"Yes, that would be correct. I just hate to think of it that way.
I didn't want a prize for my sister dying."
"Ms. Shadeow, life deals blows to all of us, and pays dividends
to all of us, but all at different stages. When our hand plays no
part in neither it is up to us to accept both the smooth and
prickly sides. I'm sure everyone involved would want you to do as
you see fit with this, but mostly it should be to make you live a
happy, comfortable life." He said to her in a somewhat fatherly
way.
He looked over the portfolio and saw the stocks she had marked
for dissolution.
"Miss Hanson, do you concur with her decisions?"
"No, I thought she was too heavy into GM. Although GM is
considered safe and as trusty as Big Blue or some others, I
thought knowing what we know, GM is the easy sell. ADM and GSK
may have their best growth years ever . . . . " She began to
explain before Trace held up a hand.
"Miss Hanson, this wasn't a quiz for you. Ms. Shadeow pays good
money to know what we know, and now she does. I just came into
meet a customer and I know you wouldn't give her bad advice." He
said with a little chuckle as he moved towards the door.
"Ms. Shadeow, it was a pleasure meeting you and I hope your
fortunes turn to the better and you get a good start again.
Godspeed. Oh, and Miss Hanson, please tell Miss Myerson to comp
her time to my account." He said glad to help someone down on her
luck that had the means to turn it around and enough sense to
seek professional advice.
"I've already comped her to mine." Selena said.
"Well, she can change that. You're still in school, keep your
money." He said with a wry smile as he closed the door behind
him.
"Wow, J. Trace Fountain in the flesh. Is he really as cool as
that? I'm so flattered he took the time, and was so sincere."
Shelley said in awe.
"I work with an incredible group of really smart people. I pinch
myself every time I walk in here." Selena said, in a little awe
herself.
"Well, we've taken care of the business we came here for, but
there's a little personal business we should take care of."
Shelley said with a sigh. "I never thought I would ever see Joe
again. I didn't come to New York looking for him. I don't want
you to think I would ever do anything to jeopardize anything
you've built. I had my chance with Joe and I threw it away. You
are so lucky to have him and I can see that he is very lucky to
have you. I wish only the best for both of you. If I caused any
undo feelings between the two of you, I'm real sorry. Our meeting
yesterday was pure chance. I was going to call Joe this morning
to go to Chase with me; I knew you two were living there. You've
been so nice to me, so kind, and Joe was as sweet as ever
yesterday. He and I weren't together long, but it might have been
the most eventful time of my entire life. I found what real love
felt like, and then I lost my sister and I had a very hard time
with that. I'm glad the two of you have found such joy together."
Both women had misty eyes at the end of her spiel.
"Joe is very special and I can't blame you for loving him when
you did. He and I feel like the most perfect match ever. Our
differences have been over my immaturity and insecurities. He is
my first real love and sometimes I show my physical age. But, he
understands so well, about everything." Selena tells her, wiping
tears away.
The two compose themselves finally and beam smiles to each other,
both probably remembering the great nights they spent with the
man they both love.
"If I may be so bold Shelley, would you be open to, when you're
ready, to meeting a friend of ours?" Selena asked.
"A friend of you and Joe's?"
"Yes, we both had the same thought at once last night, it
seemed."
"What made you think I might be interested in him?"
"He's coming off a bad relationship, you're coming off a bad
relationship, I know he's a smart man with a big heart, and Joe
knows you to be a smart woman also with a big caring heart. It's
funny, I only know him over the phone, but he is the sweetest
guy. He has quite a reputation in the financial investment world.
He currently lives in Japan, but wants to come to the States.
He's known as Slim, he's of Dutch descent, but was adopted by a
couple from India in England. They moved to the US where he went
to high school, and then he went back to England where he
finished his schooling. He works the floor at the Nikkei
Exchange, sort of doing what we do here at WSGG. There's a very
good chance he'll have the next seat here." She explained.
"Does he have to wait for someone to die or retire?" Shelley
asked with an unpleasant look, like she smelled something bad.
Selena smiled broadly.
"No, no it's not like that, although it was at one time. I am the
sixth member and they plan to add at least one more, maybe two
over the next few years. The market is getting more and more
diverse. Anyway, he wants to settle here in the States and will
probably move here as soon as he can. He was in a long term, long
distance relationship. They were engaged, but she ended up
pregnant, and he hadn't physically seen here in months. She's a
correspondent for Newsweek and lives in Boston." Selena said,
surprised Shelley was so interested.
"Well, right now I'm still married, but he sounds interesting. We
both have a lot of baggage, it sounds. Right now I'd only need a
man for one thing and my running around days are over. (She
blushed deeply) Seeing Joe yesterday reminded me how sweet some
men can be. I miss not having one around, if you know what I
mean, but I can get by." Shelley said, embarrassed at her
admission.
"Shelley, right now you've got to get your legal matters
straight, get settled, find work and get structure back in your
life. By then, maybe our friend will be around and you can see if
he's your type. Who knows, you may run into the perfect man at
the grocery store, at your church, anywhere. Keep your options
open and your head on straight and I think you'll do fine."
Selena told her.
"Thanks for the perspective and the advice, which I think I'll
take on all counts. I won't let Chase talk me out of anything.
I'll get the proceeds sent to my bank upstate and get started
with everything. You have been so nice. I can see why Joe is so
taken by you. You are both lucky people. Give me one of your
cards and I'll keep in touch with you, and Joe too if you don't
mind." Shelley said as she stood to leave.
Selena came from behind her desk and hugged her, wishing her
luck. After she showed her out she sat and thought how fate had
made so many twists to bring she and Joe together. She was sorry
that Shelley's broken heart was in that trail, but she still had
time to put her life together if she tried.
At 11 o'clock they met as they always did to do their weekly
review and put together the weekly subscribers' newsletter. They
had each submitted articles from other major financial sources
for permission reprints for possible inclusion and Deneigh had
summarized the week's notes into a column that she read aloud and
each member helped edit as she spoke and made their changes on
her laptop.
Selena told them that she would have a quick piece on what she
had learned about the loss of much of the vanilla bean crop in
some countries and the ripple effects it could have world-wide.
There would also be contributions from each other member with
opinion on oil and its relationship to world peace, terrorism,
and its root effects on the entire market.
As a group they decided to restart their Sunday 4-8 sessions in
January. They had quit them in September when Charley Ford's
health took a bad turn. At the time the overseas markets held few
secrets and most of them thought the post-Friday US closing news
and trends were not so important they couldn't wait until Monday
morning. Most of the time they never stayed the whole 4 hours,
but the late Sunday Letters were missed by the overseas investors
since they stopped them.
Once business was finished, lunch was brought in and in the
afternoon the newsletter was put to bed, J. Trace Fountain stood
and looked to Selena.
"Well Miss Hanson, I'm a little disappointed you haven't made a
big deal of your announcement to all of your old "uncles"." He
said with a smile.
"Announcement?" She asked.
"I couldn't help but notice the ring on your finger. Has Mr.
Johnson officially popped the question?"
Selena flushed red and covered her tearing eyes.
"Oh my God, I've been so wrapped up in things . . . I'm so sorry.
YES, I am officially engaged. He asked me last night and I had .
. . . " She started to say before she was interrupted by the door
opening and a deliveryman walking in with a huge bouquet of 24
roses as all the members stood and applauded.
Selena started to cry as she went to hug each of her partners and
Deneigh. When she thought she was through Deneigh handed her the
phone. It was Charley Ford wishing her congratulations as well.
She was overwhelmed as she went about showing the ring to each of
them. Life had turned very special for her and at that moment
began to regret her paranoid, foolish, childish, petty actions of
the night before and previous times. She knew they would never
surface again and she couldn't wait to get home to show Joe in
her own special way.
John Branniff came up with a bottle of champagne he had been
saving in his office for a special occasion. He poured and raised
a glass to toast and read from something he prepared.
"Selena, in your short time here we have seen you grow out of
your shell to the smart, thinking woman we hoped you would be. As
a matter of fact you've far surpassed our expectations. We
thought that we wouldn't fully vest you as a partner until
January of next year, 6 months after you began full time. Since
the summer stint you had here, and the conference calls you sat
in on, and writings you've provided over and above your school
work since the summer, your maturity, your insight, your savvy
and deduction have all earned you your vestment. To know that
with your magnificent work at school and here on the job you
managed to balance such a strong relationship with a man we all
know and respect, is quite a feat. We all knew, yourself and Joe
included, that this day would come when he felt you were
prepared to be his betrothed. Just watching how you've carried
yourself this week, we couldn't be happier for you. Take your
time setting a date, finish your school and get settled into your
work here to be sure you have a clear head. At that time we will
go along with any time or place you set. We only want the best
for you. Realize that you are someone special in our industry
that will make an impact over your career. Congratulations and
Godspeed."
"Here, here!" Ross Curran said as he raised his glass and they
all toasted Selena.
She, of course was crying and wondering why she deserved all of
this, humble to a fault.
The clock was closing in on four and Deneigh informed her that
they had arranged a car to bring her back home with her flowers
that night. She slipped into her office and called Joe, telling
him to shower and wait in bed for her; she had a surprise for
him. He argued that they had a 6:30 dinner date, but she gave him
no options.
Selena glowed walking through the lobby of The Seasons and took
the elevator up to their suite. No one who saw her could tell
that her pussy was running, she wanted her man so. She was on a
mission at the time and couldn't wait to get out of the shower
and find Joe in their bed.
"Are you in bed, all shiny clean like I asked?" She called out
after she came in and took of her coat.
"As you requested, my queen." Joe hollered back sarcastically.
Selena went into the bath from the hall entrance and stripped
down quickly and got under the warm shower. She pinned up her
long tresses under a shower cap to avoid having to dry and style
again. It only took her a few moments to clean herself up and she
was out drying herself deciding what she should wear. Then it hit
her that she should be nude, without anything, for her purpose.
She opened the door to the bedroom and Joe had a book light on to
read, otherwise the room was late December ambient light. Joe
heard her and put down his book.
"Hello gorgeous, what is so important about us being together
right here, right now?" Joe asked.
Selena came to the side of the bed and crawled onto it on her
hands and knees beside Joe.
"I came to a realization today that should have been so obvious,
and I missed it. You love me so unconditionally and I don't
always deserve it by the way I act. I keep looking for a sign
that we have cracks in our relationship and you keep making it
stronger. It's not that I ever doubted your love; I just thought
this was all too good to be true. Today I realized that my fairy
tale is true, and so are you. I love you so much I could never
show, but I want to try. I want to get close to you and taste
you, smell you, devour you. I want to hold you close to me and
hear your heart beat." Selena told him as she took his hands in
hers.
She bent over him and kissed him sliding into his arms. She
pulled her beautiful unmarked, hairless body over Joe's and began
to neck with him. She probed her tongue deep in his mouth and he
back. As they necked she squirmed her body over his to feel each
pore of his skin, each hair from his belly and chest. She felt
his penis hardening beneath her as she rubbed the groove of her
vagina on it. She slipped her mouth from his and began to kiss
and lick across his cheek to his ear and along his hair line to
his other ear and then down his shoulder to the back of his
shoulder blades. He leaned up accommodate her and she shifted to
roll him over. She licked and sucked at the nape of his neck as
he moved under her to avoid the tickling of sensitive areas. But
she quickly moved to his spine and trailed loops of her tongue
down towards his ass. She slid off the side of him as she
concentrated on the cheeks of his manly ass, squeezing, kissing
and biting. Then with her head facing his feet she did something
she had never really fully done before. She used both hands to
spread his cheeks and began to eat the inside of his split,
licking his asshole with all of the fervor he ever did to hers.
She discovered the bitter, pleasant taste of his clean ass and
how her tongue made him groan and move under her. She moved
forward and buried her nose in his balls as she licked his
perineum before gathering his balls to stuff in her mouth one by
one as she wondered how he was able to lay on his hardened cock.
She slid further down and began to kiss and suck at his inner
thighs until she reached the back of his knees to find one of the
most sensitive spots on the male body. Before long she was almost
off the bed sucking his toes, one by one before working her way
back up, crawling backward on his body as he slipped to his back
She backed until her knees straddled his head and set her wet and
wanting pussy onto his mouth.
She sighed loudly in relief of her own wants but his hard shiny
cock lay before her seeking its own pleasure. Her mouth watered
for his taste as she lined up her mouth to let him fuck her
throat. The tingles and sparks from her pussy made her even more
wanton as she pushed her mouth over him in one move. He thrust
instinctively to the back of her throat and she fought off a gag.
She never had really tried this and he tried to stuff it in her
throat over and over but she could not get past the gag. She
didn't want to roll off coughing so she quickly scooted down and
took his cock in her hand and aimed it at her pussy in what Joe
called a "reverse cowgirl" position. She liked the depth and
control from this position, but it also massaged her g-spot as
she bent forward. It also afforded Joe a clear look at her sweet
asshole. As she ground hard on his cock she was surprised when a
saliva soaked middle finger skewered her little rose.
"Ohhhhh, gaaaaaaa………YES! Double fuck me!" She yelped out at the
twin intrusions.
"Essy, your little hiney hole was open and begging for this." Joe
said as he drilled her and she rutted on his cock.
Suddenly Selena felt her g-spot warm, its sponge filling.
"Oh God Joe, I'm going to shoot off!" She yelped before
stiffening flat out, face first on the bed between Joe's legs
still doubly impaled.
"AAAARRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH! OH OH OOOOOOOOOoooooo." She bellowed
and cooed as her deep orgasm wrung a long squirt from her.
She tried to continue her rutting on Joe but she proved too
sensitive to take the friction on her spot.
"NOOOOOO!!" She yelped and pulled herself off Joe, even forcing
his middle finger from her dilated little ass ring.
She huffed and puffed into the bed covers to regain her semblance
of mind, but Joe was rampant and his cock was cold after being
rudely ripped from her pussy. He looked down from his pillowed
perch and saw her pussy pouting, and her asshole dilated and
inviting. He sat up a bit and aimed at the rosy little opening
running his cock down her crease until it hit her hole and he
nudged just the head inside. In his position he couldn't stroke
into her, but her asshole around the head of his cock was quite
nice.
"UNNNNGGGGHH, JOE NOOOOOO!" She yelled out at the anal intrusion.
"NO LUBE, NO LUBE, PLEASE!" She cried out.
"Relax Essy, I can't thrust from here. Let me jerk off into your
ass. I've gotta shoot!" Joe said trying calm her as her wrapped
his hand around his cock.
"Oh Joe it HURTS!" She cried out again. "You promised!"
Joe quickly stood down and sat up a bit to let his cock pop from
it's tight little nesting place.
"I'm sorry, Selena. I didn't know I was hurting you that bad." He
apologized as she rubbed at her anus.
"You must have been right at the muscle that lets you up and in."
She said continuing to rub at her wrinkled rose.
"I'm so sorry baby!" He said as he began to get up to comfort
her.
She crawled forward quickly off of him and turned getting back on
the bed.
"Don't get UP! I have some thing to finish. I wanted that load in
my belly, not my ass anyway." She said as she pinned him down on
his back again, pasting her mouth to his.
They necked like high-schoolers in a steamy windowed car again
for a few minutes before she propped herself up, lifting her
breasts to his face.
"You like my titties? They ache right now and they need to be
sucked." She said as she held on out to his mouth and her
hungrily covered the nipple with his mouth.
He teased, chewed, and sucked at the erect nipple until she
swooned and pulled it away, but Joe found the other waiting and
he repeated the same drill on it.
After a moment she could take no more and sat up pulling her
breasts from his lips.
"Let me show you how good that feels." She said with a devilish
look and her mouth dropped to one of his nipples and she suckled
at it like a hungry baby.
Even she was surprised that it his had a little erectile quality.
She had never done this in earnest before and was surprised to
still learn little things about his body, what made him happy.
She finished her suckle with a playful bite that made him jump,
but it was buffered by her mouth covering his other nipple.
She was quicker on that nipple but also gave it a goodbye nip.
She could wait no longer for her prize.
She scuttled off of him and knelt beside him on the bed and
looked at his cock that she picked up from his stomach. She gazed
over it like it was a prize or award that she craved. She bent
over and looked at him and smiled and turned her head to fit her
mouth over the head. Instantly she got the bitter taste she
experienced a few minutes before. She tasted her own ass where
his cock-head had been lodged. It tasted similar to Joes own
little notch she had tongued earlier. She always thought this
would gross her out but she was hungry to feel him lurch and jump
in her mouth. She was eager to feel his heart pound through the
big vein that ran up his cock. She craved the squirting and
oozing of his cum, his seed, into her mouth that she could savor
over her tongue before swallowing it. She wanted him to know that
she was fully and unequivocally his and she was dedicated to him,
and him alone, and that she knew he felt the same about her and
no person could ever change that. Any intimacy that they would
ever consider sexual would only be with he, and she knew he felt
the same. He had always said that in as many words, but now the
power of those words rang loud and true to her.
She held the head of his cock in her mouth and gently stroked it
as she laid her head on his stomach, her ear almost to his navel.
She heard his body gurgle and grind leaving her to wonder if that
was the sound of his orgasm getting ready. She was peaceful
knowing she was with the man she loved forever and the most
sensitive part of his sexual being was in her mouth, pleasing
him, and her too. Her fingertips gliding up and down the shaft,
the sound of his body working, the warm smooth feel of his penis
made the moment surreal. Then she sensed impatience in him. Where
she didn't want to thrust her mouth on him, he needed more
friction as his orgasm drew near. He began to thrust up, just a
bit, to her mouth. She opened up a bit more to let her lips allow
more of his shaft past. She slid her hand down to his balls and
massaged them and felt between them to the base of his shaft
where it attached to his body. Between his balls she used three
fingers in a circular motion over this part of his cock she had
never really felt before.
Joe needed no more goading to reach the apex of his pleasure. He
raised his head to see the back of her blond head taking his
cock, her body bent fully over in a Z, her pretty breasts mashed
on to her legs and his stomach. He saw the curve of her round ass
that he had just penetrated both sides of.
"Ohhh Ohhhh Ohhhh Selena! Suck me, suck my CUMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!
AHHHH, AHHHH, AHHHHHGGGGGHHHHH!!" He hollered out as the dam
burst forward into her mouth.
She held all she could in her mouth before swallowing to fit
more. He was still gently thrusting and she was still rubbing his
special spot, although the space between his balls had shrunk now
as they emptied in to her belly. When he stopped moving to her
she stopped the massage and just held him in her mouth. She felt
and tasted drops that still oozed from him, but she applied no
pressure, as it would surely drive him from her mouth.
Minutes passed as she held him in her mouth, the only movement
was her swallowing to clear her spittle and the few drops he had
left. He began to shrink and she put her hand, with the same 3
finger movement between his balls again. She hoped to get him
rigid again. He had gone twice in a row on occasion and she hoped
she might coax him this time. She began to run her tongue over
him gently in the same circular motion of her hands. She felt him
begin to stiffen again in her mouth. He wasn't rock hard, but he
was getting there.
Joe normally wouldn't try to get off twice so quickly for a few
reasons, one being that someday he knew it wouldn't work, and he
dreaded that day. Once he began to see and feel it was working he
lay back into the pillow and enjoyed her warm mouth and velvet
tongue teasing and coaxing him. As he rubbed the base of his cock
between his balls some of her spittle that had leaked out of her
lips ran down to her fingers. Instinctively she worked it around
her fingers and then slid her middle finger down to his asshole
and pushed in, much like he had done to her. She had read about
massaging a mans prostate and even made an aborted try with Joe
before, but she was determined now. She found the firm little
doughnut and rubbed her finger over it and felt him jump in her
mouth. He was as hard now as ever. She would get a second round
from him and she knew what she wanted.
She moved her mouth from him and simply flipped her head to place
the other ear on his stomach and look at him.
"Get the lube from the drawer and finish fucking my ass. Pump
your cum way up into me so I have to wear a pad and feel it leak
out all during dinner if I can't push it out here. Please finish
fucking me there." She cooed in a forceful, albeit pussy cat type
voice.
Joe knew there was no talking her out of this. He had hurt her
earlier there, but that was because he hadn't pushed past the
protecting muscle that kept things in. He rolled off the side of
the bed as she lifted and she simply rested her head where it
lay, where his stomach was moments earlier. She was bent in this
Z position and her round and shapely cheeks sat on the edge of
the bed between her feet. She wanted to be fucked in this prone
position as she knew she was open and distended, her little rose
aimed up at just the right angle for him.
He was behind her in a flash with the red lube tube and put a
line on his middle finger that he brought to her tiny, but
somewhat open and relaxed little hole. He wiped the finger up
depositing the red lube line onto the hole until his tip hit the
middle and he pressed. She inhaled deeply and raised her head up
a moment. Joe reached and took a pillow from the head of the bed
for her. She hugged it to her chin and looked straight ahead as
he fingered her ass. He pulled his finger from her and squeezed
more red lube on his fingers. He touched a dab to the outside of
her opening and then stroked the rest onto his cock. He took a
dab more and put in on the tip. He braced his knees on the side
of the mattress and brought his cock to her red frosted aperture.
"Take me all at once my love. Don't play, consume me." She
whispered as she drew a breath.
Joe didn't like the prospect of hurting her like before, but knew
she had taken him many times before and if he went right in it
might be the best way, like ripping a band-aid off in one hard
rip.
He used his right hand at the top of her crease to be sure she
was open and put pressure on her hole. As soon as it gave way her
pressed up into her.
He saw her shoulders stiffen and she drew in a hard deep breath
and then put her face directly in the pillow. She drew short hard
breaths for a moment or two and then lifted her head and adjusted
the pillow before laying her head on its left ear and smiling.
"Fuck my hiney, honey. I feel so full of you. It just hurt for a
second, I'm OK. Show me how you'll fuck me, make love to me when
we're married." She said as she wiggled her ring finger, the
sparkles of the diamonds around the big diamond catching the
light.
Joe began to stroke in and out of her ass with his feet firmly
planted on the floor and his hand on the small of her back. He
wondered if he might last too long after cumming once and hurt
her little place but once she started groaning and cumming
herself, he knew he would be fast again.
"Oh God Joey, you feel so good up my ass. I'm so full and you're
making me cum from deep in my pussy. Mmmmmm, MMmmmmm, ugh, ugh,
ugh." She groaned as he fucked her and she just lay there to take
his strokes.
She didn't rise up to match his pumps, she didn't rock back and
forth. She just took him and enjoyed being anally fucked. Her
only action was to squeeze, or kegel, each out stroke. Her face
went from a contented smile to a serious wrenching up of her nose
and opening of her mouth as orgasms popped within her. She felt a
big one coming from deep within her and she began to pant as it
neared.
Her reaction to his fucking was the right prescription for his 40
year old libido to respond and want to cum too. As she began to
pant harder and turn the pants into cheers for her own climax,
Joe was beginning to speed up the friction for his own.
"Oh Joe, faster fuck my ass faster. I'm cumming, cumming,
CUMMING!" She screamed out as her head turned into the pillow and
her shoulders got rigid and the muscles in her hips tightened and
accentuated the round halves of her buttocks. Joe was about to
cum himself, although silently with just a deep breath for the
push of his load deep within her. A little whimper left his lips
with the deep breaths he took as he drove his cock and his seed
deep into her ass. As his breath began to return to normal, he
began to ugh, ugh, ugh with each stroke until he could move no
more, his sex overused and tingly.
"Stay in me Joe, as long as you can. I want you in me forever. I
know you're never apart from me and I know your love is pure and
true. How I could ever have doubted you and not seen that before
. . . "
"STOP, you're beating yourself up for nothing. Keep the moments
we make love free of all this talk. We just expressed what words
cannot say. I know that you love me as deep as any woman can.
Have no doubts about me." He said trying to savor the moment as
his cock began to shrink within her.
He felt her flexing on him, as if to push him out. He moved back
and fell from her, his poor penis an overworked little man
looking to rest.
She pushed her legs out to the side and put them on the floor.
She put a hand to her bottom and stood to scurry to the bathroom.
Joe followed her to clean himself as well.
"I love you forever, Joe Johnson. I know this is hardly the place
to say or hear that, but I wanted to come home and show you ever
since this all hit me. I've been stupid . . ."
"Stop already Essy. You aren't telling me anything I haven't
known for a long while. Why do you think I put that ring on your
finger? We are, and have been fine all along. It just all came
together today. Now we have to meet Shelley for dinner at 6:30,
so decide what you want to wear."
"Where are we going?"
"Ben Benson's, I need real food, like a steak and his crispy hash
browns."
"Good Lord Joe you've eaten like a king all week, you shouldn't
have complaints."
"I'm not complaining, but we had steak earlier this week and it
was awesome. I guess I'm just on a meat binge. Plus I know
Shelley is a meat eater too. I think you'll like her." Joe said
as he washed himself up in the bidet
"Something tells me the same thing too." She said grinning to
herself as she waited for Joe to finish.
Chapter 47
Joe Johnson’s little roadster pulled to the front of Ben Bensons
and the parking valet rushed to escort them out of the car and
into the warm waiting area. Joe explained they had reservations
and their third party was likely already inside. Soon they were
being escorted to a booth in the back under a wooden fish
sculpture. It was “Joe’s table” at Bensons. It was also “the
table” of many regular patrons much more famous to Joe, but it
was early enough that he was able to get it. There was a time he
was a regular at Bensons, and a regular with Greta, your smiling
greeter. She considered Joe one of her conquests when he was
known as one of Manhattans most eligible. He had a knack for
getting past the velvet ropes at better clubs and getting seats
at hard to seat bistros and eateries. Where the rep came from,
Joe wasn’t sure but, he used it to its fullest when he was in a
place where someone like Greta still worked.
Greta seemed surprised when Joe sowed up with a date, considering
she had already sat another woman at “his” table.
“Good evening Mr. Johnson, it’s been too long!” Greta said as she
opened her arms for a short hug for Joe, as he pressed a $50 bill
in her hand.
“Good evening Greta, my other party is already here?”
“Yes, she is. I thought she was the lucky woman I had been
hearing about.”
“No, please meet Selena, my fiancé. Honey, this is Greta, a good
friend of Shanna and Joseph.”
“Yes, Shanna keeps me informed how Joe is from time to time. We
exercise together.”
Selena smiled and shook her hand. She wouldn’t have if she knew
the torrid affair Greta had with Joe once upon a time. Shanna had
given her a review of a wild weekend upstate with Joe, so Greta,
who had already been a recreational bed mate of Joe's, decided
she would be the one to land this bed hopping bachelor and nearly
stole him from under the nose of his date at Bensons one night.
That’s another story, but leave it to say that Greta moved too
fast in the L word department for Joe at the time. Greta had no
hard feelings; she knew the mistakes she made.
As they walked to the back they made small talk as Greta took
both of them by the arm.
“It was so nice meeting you Selena. When you’re in the city and
need a table please call and ask for me, I’ll do what I can.”
Greta said as she came to the rear booth and showed them in.
Greta left and Joe was about to take a deep breath and introduce
Shelley to Selena when they hugged and air-kissed.
“How WAS the rest of your day Shell, I hope you didn’t have a
problem at Chase.”
“No I didn’t. My money is waiting at a bank in Albany. You were a
dear to help.”
Joe’s jaw dropped as they exchanged pleasantries and looked at
each of them incredulously.
“Wha . . . .you two? . . .” He started to say before they broke
into laughter.
“She was in the coffee shop this morning and after your
description of her, it HAD to be her. So, I struck up a
conversation.” Selena told him.
“He didn’t say that um . . . they were as big as your head,
didn’t he?” Shelley said knowingly.
“YES, he did.” Selena laughed.
“God, I’m not TOO embarrassed!” Joe said dropping his head.
“No offense Selena, but that was his old line, and he would
know.” Shelley said with a hearty laugh.
“I bet he would. Now that we’ve broken the ice let’s have a nice
night talking.” Selena said as she squeezed Joe’s thigh under the
table.
Shelley went on to explain her stock sales and plans to Joe. When
the waiter came Joe ordered for the table from start to finish,
knowing what was best at Bensons.
Joe was already tired from the earlier marathon with Selena, he
hoped for a second wind. Luckily it wasn’t that far back to the
hotel, but he already wished they took a cab. After shooting
twice just less than an hour ago he hoped for an urge to urinate
to relieve the hurt in his penis. Selena felt none the different
and each time she shifted on the bench of the booth she felt a
bit of soreness in her backdoor that was only accentuated by the
fact she did wear a pad under her skirt to catch any of Joe’s cum
that might still leak out.
Shelley told them that she was leaving town the following day to
meet the realtor at the house and finalize the deal on Monday.
She had contacted a lawyer about filing for a divorce from her
husband. She had talked to him and it seemed it might be
amicable. She knew the next few weeks would be stressful and she
couldn’t wait to get them over with. Shelley asked both of them
if she could use them for references for a job and they agreed.
Joe felt good Shelley was on her way to opening up her future
again.
“When you’re ready to date, we think we have a guy you might
like.” Joe offered.
“I know, Selena told me a little about him earlier. Please, when
you speak to him, don’t make any promises. I’m not sure how much
room I have for a man in my life right now, but if he turns out
special I certainly could make room.” Shelley told him.
“Believe me; we don’t plan any big fix-up. It was just something
that hit us both as a possibility when we brought up Slim in a
conversation. We tend to think that two smart people get along
better than most. If the opportunity presents itself, you two
should try to see if you mix.” Joe explained.
Soon the food and wine began to arrive fueling the trio and their
conversation over the next 2 hours. Joe knew that Greta probably
needed “his” table for another soon and winked at her the next
time through the room. She knew that he knew. When the bill
arrived Greta opened the folder and had Joe sign, having
prearranged his credit card. He was happy to take Shelley to
dinner and talk. Greta leaned and whispered something to Joe that
both girls were dying to know.
“Joe smiled. “Its 8:30 and they want to clean the table for the
next person who calls this “his table”, Rush Limbaugh.”
“Really! Well, I might stay. If you want to fix me up, there’s
the guy I would like to meet.” Shelley said excitedly.
“Fat chance.” Joe said. “How would you get a word in, unless you
talked politics or football?”
“I’d take my chances. Don’t forget about my twin conversation
starters.” She said with a self-deprecating giggle.
They all chuckled at her remark as they got up and made their way
out.
As the valet got Joe’s car he hailed a cab for Shelley and they
said good-night to her. They made plans to get together back
upstate after the Holidays. Selena told her if she was lonely for
Christmas to be sure to call and join them. She said she probably
would.
As they cruised the cold Manhattan streets back to The Four
Seasons Selena reflected deeply on Shelley.
“She is the first woman from your past who truly loved you almost
the same way I do. She wasn’t a bimbo and actually had a reason
for leaving you. Well, she actually didn’t leave you, she tested
your resolve and you failed.”
“Selena, being unceremoniously dumped 2 times before her told me
not to bother to look for or track her down. If I knew she wanted
to test my resolve we might be married right now. She
disappeared, and she knew where I was. Let’s not rewrite
history.” Joe said.
They both contemplated the would-a, could-a, should-a of it all
and were glad it turned out as it did. If Shelley got her act
together, settled down and got a job where she was happy, and
even found love as a bonus, they could ALL be happy.
They pulled into the entrance of the hotel and Joe left the car
with the valet, giving him instructions to leave it in Josephs
spot and the keys in his box, he would know what to do.
They silently went up the elevator and to their room with few
words, both exhausted from the evening of sex, fine wine and
food.
Moments later they lay in bed cuddling in the afterglow of the
evening. It was as if he had just rolled off of her, it was that
kind of afterglow, like they had just finished making love.
“Tell me what she was like. Was she as sexy as she seems to
exude?”
“Unfortunately a big breasted woman is instantly branded as a
bimbo and they get treated that way. By the time we had any
physical pleasure together, I knew what a smart and responsible
woman she was. She had been treated poorly by men who used her.
She let them because of her situation. She was out of work by
midnight and usually had to be home to look in on her sister by 2
or 3 and the latest. There was a lot of wham-bam. I talked to her
at the end of that bar for 3 nights before I asked her out for a
game, and nights after that we went dancing, clubbing, you know,
as much regular date stuff as we could do in the middle of the
night.”
“You didn’t sleep with her right away?”
“You want kiss and tell?”
“Yes and no, I’m just curious because her relationship with you
seems so much like mine. You had lots of mutual respect.”
“When I finally found out how much baggage she had been carrying
around I was amazed I ever had time with her. She finally brought
me home with her and I met her sister and became fully aware of
the situation. It was she who encouraged her to bring our
relationship to the next level. She convinced her that she could
have a serious relationship and still take care of what she had
to.”
“Sounds like her sister liked you too or at least thought you
were good for Shelley.”
“I think you’re right, she wanted the best for her because she
knew the burden she was on her. As twins, they were that
“special” close. Her CP didn’t fully manifest itself until she
turned 20 or so, so they had a lot of time to be together and
experience life normally.”
“So was Shelley as sexy as she seems?”
“Back to the kiss and tell huh? No I didn’t sleep with her for a
couple weeks. Once I began to make a play she just begged me for
it and dragged me to her room and I satisfied her before anything
else happened. Then she thought I was going to use her like a lot
of the others and you know I don’t work that way. I really liked
her and wanted her to like me. We went through a few rough
moments, but it all worked out.”
“Were you as sexual with her as you are with me? I mean, we can’t
get enough of each other, was she like that?”
“She was for the most part. It took her a while to just enjoy
sex, give and take. Sex to Shelley meant being used for a long
time. I really loved and respected her. That was new to her.”
“Being used?”
“Selena, this is private stuff. I don’t like giving intimate
details of her life, but I’ve gone this far. Oral sex meant
having a mans hand entwined in her hair as he screwed her mouth,
or to have a guy sit on her chest and use her boobs as a tunnel
so they could screw her. She wanted to feel loved and she had
little time to invest in a relationship. She met scum at the bar
at night that ogled her chest all night and promised a good
time.”
“What made you different?”
“I stayed and talked with her while she worked and never really
came on to her until I knew her situation. Even then I think our
first date was a ballgame to Fenway Park. Where I certainly
looked at her as a sexual being, she was a whole lot more than
that.”
“Well, I’m glad she decided to go it alone and not burden you,
but that wasn’t a wise choice. I love you and don’t know what my
life would be without you.”
Joe rolled over to her and kissed her uttering a “me too” before
letting his exhaustion settle in a doze off.
Saturday morning Selena woke up in a panic start sitting right up
in bed. She gathered her thoughts and looked at the clock, 6:59.
All during the week she tried to wake before the alarm so as not
to wake Joe. Today was Saturday and the alarm was not set, but
her body clock did its job anyway. Her quick movements in bed did
little to disturb Joe who kept right on snoozing with a light
snore. Selena spun her legs off the bed and got up to relieve
herself. Then as she adjusted the fountain in the bidet after
peeing she heard the paper slap the carpet in the hallway. After
a refreshing rinse of herself she put on a robe over her naked
body and tip-toed to get the paper and then sat in the living
room and perused the news of the day. After just a few minutes
she caught herself dozing off.
“What am I doing up at 7 a.m. if I’m so tired I can’t even read 2
pages of the paper?” She thought to herself.
She got up and slipped off her robe, laying it at the foot on the
bed and quietly slipped in beside Joe again. She slept on her
back instead of cuddling to Joe and possibly waking him. She
drifted off in minutes.
It was around 10 o’clock when Selena found herself fighting the
urge to wake up so as not to ruin the sexiest dream she ever had.
In it, a tongue was swathing over and over her clit teasing her
to orgasm. Now, almost half awake, she struggled to remember who
it was in the dream, but not wanting it to stop.
Suddenly she fully woke and realized that she was being licked
and teased between her legs and in a start she half sat up to see
Joe with a devious smiling face between her legs, feasting on her
sweetness.
“JOE! What are you doing?” She asked before realizing how stupid
a question it was.
“I needed my time to worship you too, as you worshiped me…..and I
DO worship you.” He said lifting his tongue from her wet split
for a moment.
Selena was still clearing cobwebs that separated reality and her
dream sequence. His tongue felt like a velvet rasp on her clit
and she was starting to pant already. As soon as her first orgasm
passed through her Joe was quick to move down her body, licking
and nipping her inner thighs. He too went right for the backs of
her knees as he curled under her and, after lapping at those
tender places, pushed her legs up until she held them back and he
attacked her little rosebud wrinkled hiney hole. She drew breath
in hard as he stiffened his tongue to taste and spread her open.
Penetration was not on his menu after the previous evenings anal
affair, but he knew she was still sensitive there and licked her
until she was giggling and panting at the same time. He took the
time to slip from her lower hole to her pussy and give her
another delicious orgasm with his tongue to her clit and then he
let her relax he legs as he climbed her body to her breasts where
he teased her with erotic nips and kisses until she begged for
him to suck them fully. He manhandled her boobs and then soothed
them with his lips and tongue. He then trailed kisses to her lips
and asked her,
“Name one thing I can do to give you pleasure and make this day
as memorable as your ravish of me was.”
She giggled like a school child and blurted out quickly and
loudly,
“Fuck my pussy and shoot in my mouth. It’s the two things I want
you to do forever, feeling you inside me, and tasting your cum,
sucking your cock.”
“You are so naughty!”
“I’m naughty in love with you. You make my body so happy. You
make me tingle and rush. You give me pleasure no other person on
earth can make me feel. Beyond those physical pleasures you make
me happy inside, you make me feel good about myself, confident
and ready to tackle anything. You embarrass me when you tell me I
am one of the smartest women anywhere, but you actually make me
feel that way. You’ve taught me how. Just like with sex, you’ve
taught me how. I am body and soul a total woman and getting
naughty with you makes me happy, full of joy. I told you I want
you to fuck my pussy forever, I want to taste your cum forever
and I want to suck your cock forever. Fucking me you will father
our child, tasting you I will taste the seed that makes our baby,
sucking you I will excite you to make our baby possible. All
those physical things will make our spiritual connection with the
world, our baby that will grow to make as big a dent in the world
as we will, and have. So, when we call ourselves naughty, we
aren’t really because I love you so much.” Selena said through
trembling lips, as she was over come with emotion.
“What if the procedure . . . . . “
“Don’t worry everything will go perfectly, just like your life
and my life since the day God brought us together. It is our
purpose, I’m convinced.” Selena said as she brought a silenting
finger to Joe’s lips.
“Now get inside me.” She said as she pushed Joe back to his knees
and she rose her legs to his shoulders.
Joe was smiling wide as he looked down at his anticipating wife.
Her arms framed her round breasts with their long nipples, hard
from anticipation. She felt the tip of his cock at the entrance
to her inner sheath and her face bore the look of sweet
anticipation. She lifted her arms to hold his sides and her
breasts fell to a natural pose on her chest.
He looked down at their union, her smooth mound seeming to swell
forward to take him and as he pushed forward their eyes met until
hers rolled back in an unadulterated overload of sensuous
pleasure as he slid deep into her, folding her body in half, she
almost able to curl her feet together behind his head.
He kissed her trembling lips, but she had almost no reaction to
the kiss as an instant rush ran through her. As he pulled his
lips away she moved her lips to return the kiss but he had pulled
away to watch her quiver underneath him.
“I can feel you at the end of my cervix; you’re so deep in me.”
She whispered in a trembling voice.
He moved forward to kiss her lips again and again, at first she
was unresponsive but she quickly gathered her senses and returned
the kiss with her tongue stabbing into his mouth. The kiss was
long and wet, but Joe could not control himself any longer. He
gyrated his hips in one long pull and stab back into her. He
envisioned her cervix kissing the end of his cock on his return.
He repeated the same movement, over and over again until he had
to raise up on his hands a bit to increase the friction and
smooth his long strokes. Selena was lost in a string of orgasms
as he watched her eyes go wild and squeals emit from her throat
between gasps for breath. He continued to pound her deeply as he
felt her fingers digging into his sides. She gripped his love
handles at each side and squeezed causing his some discomfort
that he would have complained about but she turned stiff and
rigid underneath him. A moment later he felt her warm ejaculate
wash over his cock and balls. He knew she would need to recoil
after such a hard spasm, but he was just that close to cumming
himself. He pulled his torso up and let her legs fall from his
shoulders, but they still shot out straight stiff like a
mannequin as he slid his hands down and held the balls of her ass
as he crashed into her to work the load from his balls out.
“I’m gonna shoot for you baby, I’m gonna SHOOT!!” He yelled as he
slid from her and pushed her legs down so he could crow-hop and
lower himself over her chest. She raised her mouth like a baby
searching for a nipple and took the head into her mouth. He
stroked 3 times just over her lips and tongue before he stiffened
and shot.
“ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH.” He growled long and hard as
his cum pumped into her mouth.
She was breathless trying to keep up with his spurts and her
swallows until her frantic sucking turned to gentle swathing of
her tongue until he could take no more. He fell to her side on
the messed bed, breathing deeply through his mouth. She turned
her head to where the cock she loved so much lay and sat up a bit
and turning to let her breasts dangle. She placed them on either
side of his shrinking cock and used her hands to rub his cock
between them, her saliva and last droplets of cum serving as the
lube.
“Let my titties put your little pee-pee asleep Joey. Does that
feel good?” She said as she moved her chest over him as his cock
eventually fell to his belly.
She sat up holding her breasts together and looked down at him,
just catching his breath.
“You did worship me, and worshipped me good. I love you forever
Joseph.” She said as she got up from the bed and kissed him.
“Come and let’s shower and wash each other. Then we can go to
breakfast.” She whispered as she took his hand.
Joe followed her wordlessly into the bath.
Their Saturday turned to be a busy one filled with shopping and
filling themselves with the Holiday spirit. They finished their
day with fireside fondue with Joseph and Shanna, and a few
bottles of wine to celebrate their engagement. They ate and
talked into the wee hours of the morning, basking in their
friendship knowing there would be many nights like this ahead
once Joe and Selena took residence in The Big Apple.
Selena pulled a throw from the back of the sofa and unfurled it
over her and Joe.
“Do you mind if we sleep right here for the night?” She asked
Shanna with imploring eyes.
“Not at all, we were going to suggest it. Let me get you
pillows.”
“No, please. The ones from the sofa will be fine. You two go off
to bed and pay us no mind.” Selena said as she patted the hand of
her half-asleep fiancé.
Joseph put one more log on the fire for them and turned down the
lights. Selena cuddled into Joe and tried to coax him to undress.
“Too tired Essy, let me sleep in my clothes.” He complained.
“How can I ever make love to you in the night if you’re wearing
clothes?”
“We can’t do that here, on the floor in their house.”
Selena pulled off her sweater and turtle-neck off to reveal her
bare breasts. She was lit only by the fire as she turned Joe from
his side to look at her.
“This doesn’t look sexy enough, near the fire feeling the
warmth.”
Joe looked up and was consumed with her beauty.
“Oh Selena you are so beautiful. Won’t they hear us?”
“We can just play and neck until they start and then they won’t
notice.”
“What makes you think they will?”
“When I helped clean up and went into the kitchen Shanna had her
hands down Joseph’s pants. They didn’t know I caught them.” She
said as she began to unbutton Joe’s shirt. She undid his belt and
unzipped him as he lifted his butt so she could take his pants
off. He sat up to take off his shirt as Selena slid out of her
slacks and thong.”
“Come on Joe, the undies too. She’s knows your cock, and he’s got
one of his own, don’t turn into a prude now.” Selena said as she
helped him slide out of his briefs.
She threw a leg over Joe and pulled the throw over them.
“Do I have to suck you a little or are you ready now, I’m
dripping.”
“Just those words made him stand up. Take me as you wish my
queen.” Joe said with a grin.
Selena began to fit her pussy over Joe when they began to hear
the sounds of love coming from Joseph and Shanna’s bedroom.
“Listen, they’re making love, and just think, they have a little
baby asleep in the next room, a product of their love. That’s us,
someday.” Selena said as she lowered herself onto Joe.
Soon sounds from both rooms overflowed to each room as the
couples made love. At the time one may not have been aware of the
other until they were too involved to care. In a short time all
four were soundly sleeping.
Sunday morning brought a late sleep-in for all. It wasn’t until
the baby woke up did anyone stir. Joe heard the baby before
Selena and woke her to get dressed. She slipped on her top and
panties and cuddled on the floor again with Joe. Joe had slid on
his pants.
“Good morning sleepyheads! Time to get decent. I’ll put on coffee
as soon as I get a bottle going for baby Shannon. Thank God she
slept through the night.” Shanna yelled out as she made her way
to the kitchen.
“Do you have an extra robe I can wear?” Selena asked as she got
up and wrapped the sofa throw around her, leaving Joe cold on the
floor.
He shook his head and looked to the fireplace, opening it and
putting in another log hoping the embers would stoke it.
As Selena helped Shanna with the coffee Shanna whispered.
“Sorry we didn’t close the door last night; I hope we didn’t make
too much noise or embarrass you.”
Selena looked at her funny.
“I suppose you didn’t hear us?” She asked sarcastically.
“Well yeah, we did. Damn that’s exciting, huh? We aren’t into
that kinky stuff, but all of us in the same room would be hot,
huh?” Shanna said as she busied herself.
“Ummm, maybe with the lights out. Well, no that sounds a little
too “out there” for us.” Selena said after a second thought.
“No Selena, I didn’t mean I wanted to try it, it just sounds
exciting.” Shanna said, relieving Selena.
Joseph came out with the baby and sat and waited for the bottle
to feed her.
“This is her only bottle of the day. She’s thirteen months and we
should have her on a cup altogether. She’s just never really
hungry in the morning. We’ve tried cereals and fruits in the
morning and she sticks her nose up. By eleven she’ll be famished
and eat a couple bottles of food. We’re lazy in the morning and
let her do this, but maybe even tomorrow I’ll just throw the
bottles away and fully wean the three of us from this bad habit.
Shanna’s Mom says Shannon is just not a morning person. At ONE I
don’t think we can make that kind of observation.” Joseph said as
he got the bottle from his wife and began to feed the baby.
“It’s the only place she’s behind, that damn morning bottle. She
can walk across the room, almost.” She added.
Joe started to bang around searching for fixing to make
breakfast.
“Oh WOW, you have buttermilk! Are you saving that for anything?”
“I use it for a shrimp batter I use. Joseph is getting shrimp on
Tuesday. I only need a cup if you want to use it.”
“Have I ever made you my famous buttermilk pancakes?”
Shanna turned red and dead panned a “no”.
“Oh shit, I have made them for you before. I hope you liked
them.” Joe said with an embarrassing choking laugh.
“Don’t worry you two, what happened then, happened then.” Selena
said waving her hand.
“We never got to eat them anyway.” Shanna said as she got up and
showed Joe where the flour was.
Joe turned red remembering the morning in question. Pancakes
burnt while Shanna sucked him in front of the stove. He looked to
Shanna to save him.
“I got busy and the pancakes burnt.” She said with a smile.
“Let’s leave ancient history out of this. Selena’s right, what
happened then, happened then. If you two had never gotten
together, Shanna and I wouldn’t have gotten together. I was no
innocent virgin myself.” Joseph said, amused by the sudden
tripping over words of his wife and friend.
Selena looked at her ring and then to Joe, knowing he was hers
forever. Then she looked to Joseph, holding his daughter, and
Shanna. She knew how deep their love was and how the child they
brought into the world made them a family. She realized that
their old affair made no difference to “now” and that was the
most important.
Joe made his scratch buttermilk pancakes and fed the four of
them. They said their goodbyes and threw on the rest of their
previous days clothes and had a brisk walk back to the hotel in
the cold December air. They stopped in the lobby and picked up
Joe’s usual bevy of newspapers and were off to their suite.
Joe showered first while Selena called her parents and friends to
tell them of her official engagement. In his robe Joe engrossed
himself on the sofa in his newspaper pile.
By the time she finished her shower Joe was on the phone with
Slim and his other connections overseas. E-mails were flying as
he had 3 legal pads going with notations from his morning of
newspaper ingestion. If Selena had helped him from the start that
morning she could have been a help to him, compiling notes,
sending and receiving e-mails and faxes. However to dive in now
would only confuse the issue, not knowing where everything came
from and what his mode of thinking was.
While Joe was in the shower she had called Shanna back and asked
if she would like to get out and help her shop for an engagement
present for Joe. Shanna was going Holiday shopping anyway and
would love Selena’s company.
With little more than a grunt of acknowledgement from Joe, she
was off to hit the stores with Shanna. She looked forward to
being able to “get out with the girls”, even though it was just
the two of them.
“Do you know what you want to get Joe for an engagement gift?”
Shanna asked as Selena pored over a jewelry counter.
“I would love to get him a Rolex President Pearl with a diamond
inlay, but he would get mad at my spending that much money. I can
certainly afford it, but he’s not into status symbols and he
berates Rolex for being just that. He wears a $100 Seiko and he’s
quite happy with that. He doesn’t wear rings, and wants just a
band for a wedding ring, and other jewelry for neck or wrist he
insists “isn’t him”. So, I’m back to a watch. I browsed one of
the shops on the way from work the other night and saw a Lucien
Piccard, all silver with 8 diamonds around the face. It’s not
really silver, stainless steel that shines. It’s beautiful and
half the price of the Rolex. I hope he would wear it everyday,
but probably he would wear it anytime he wasn’t working or
lounging around. Wow, there it is and it’s $400 cheaper than the
shop near work.” She said as she saw it in TAG Heuer’s case.
“Oh Selena, that is beautiful, but it’s still $1600. Are you sure
you want to spend that much?” Shanna asked.
“I can handle that. I told you I could afford the Rolex, and that
was over $4000.” Selena replied emphatically.
“If you have that kind of cash to spend and your heart is into
it, do what it tells you. I could never spend that kind of money
of a gift for Joseph.” Shanna said shaking her head.
“Shanna, if I seem to be rubbing it in your face, please do not
take it that way. I make great money for the time I spend at WSGG
now, and when I start full time, it’s incredible. Plus, I’m a
fully vested partner now, thanks to Joe. I mean, he didn’t just
give me that money; I’ve earned a lot for him on stock deals
myself and managed his funds from time to time. I want to give
him something that tells him I really love him, besides all the
other stuff; we still make love 10 or 15 times a week. He gave me
a ring that I dreamed of, knowing I could never have it, but
somehow he got it. He probably paid over 15K for it. We CAN
afford these things to enjoy for each other now. Common sense
tells me that I will live longer than he does and when I’m alone,
I don’t want any regrets.” Selena said in an apologetic tone.
“I suppose if you look at it that way, money should be no object.
Don’t automatically assume that you’ll be alone at some point,
but make sure you enjoy every second you have together. I know
Joe is a fantastic, considerate and complete lover; you won’t
want for anything in that department. In that area we both chose
men who know how to make a woman happy. It was difficult after
Shannon was born, but now we make love more than 7 times a week,
for sure. Everyone told us that after the baby was born it would
all stop, but we can’t keep our hands off each other.” Shannon
said trying not to be too philosophical.
“I’m glad to hear someone else say those things, because even
Joe, when we were in Jamaica and making love every which way but
loose, and every other hour it seemed, said that in a year or so
we would be scaled down, but we aren’t.” Selena admitted.
“Hey, if your man is making you happy, why would you want to
curtail it down? The couples you hear that make love once a month
after being married a year usually have the man who is lazy and
not getting it done. Joseph is as creative now as when we first
met, and I know Joe is the same way. I hope you weren’t
embarrassed this morning when Joe talked about the pancakes; I
was on my knees while the smoke alarm went off. I remember he was
so mad and embarrassed.” Shanna said laughing.
“So what do you think about the watch? I’ll get it engraved on
the back with some sexy, lovey inscription?” Selena asked.
“No doubt, it’s a very beautiful piece of jewelry, and it’s a
great watch. This is your statement to him, and it’s pretty
apparent that it says you think he’s pretty special. If you can
afford it and you think he’ll wear it, get it.” Shanna decided.
“I think he’ll love it. It doesn’t scream out like a Rolex, he’ll
like that, but it’s obviously not a trinket. The more I see it,
the more I think it’s perfect.” Selena said as she motioned the
salesman over.
Selena reached into her purse and took out a wad of hundreds and
peeled off 17 bills to pay. She arranged to have it delivered to
WSGG on Monday, and made a note on her palm pilot to have Deneigh
sign for the package.
Selena and Shanna filled Shanna’s car with packages galore.
Selena was able to get most of her shopping done that Joe was too
impatient for. Gifts for her Mom and Dad, plus things for Lucy
and a few Aunts and Uncles she bought little things for. She was
determined to make this, their third Christmas together, extra
special for Joe since he spent a lot of them alone in the past.
This year they would begin their own traditions, even having her
parents to Joe’s for the traditional dinner.
On the way back to meet the men for dinner Shanna had a question.
“Can we stop and talk about something, maybe have a coffee?”
“Sure, is something bothering you?” Selena said as Shanna pulled
up to a Starbucks coffee bar.
“Well, a little. Something I just want to say to you. Come on
let’s go in.”
They got their coffees and sat and Shanna placed her elbows on
the table and her fists to the side of her head.
“I know I told you about Joe and I having a wild weekend before,
and this morning he alluded to part of that weekend, well
actually 4 days, the pancakes burning while I um, . . . did him
on my knees. I didn’t want you to think that I was a wild slut or
anything that chased after Joe. I really was a business associate
of Joe and on my way to my parent’s camp near Lake George. I had
one “business date with him and we ended up getting drunk on wine
and back at his place. We goofed off, but few clothes came off.
He always bragged about his self-designed home and I told him if
I had the chance I would stop, since it was on the way to camp.
We had a mutual friend, Greta, who slept with Joe recreationally
when they dated. That relationship was up front, and they were
not exclusive to each other. Greta was loose, but not a real
party girl.”
“I’ve met Greta, at Ben Benson’s. She seems nice.” Selena
interjected.
“Good. Well anyway, she warned me that if I stopped to see Joe he
would make a move on me and that he was ummmm . . . .”advanced”
sexually, that I might not be in his league. I wasn’t innocent,
but I didn’t date a lot of guys just to go out and sleep around.
I was sure Joe wouldn’t make a pass at me, and he didn’t. While I
was there I called my Mom to tell her I was about an hour away
and she told me to go back home, there were forest fires and the
roads were closed. They weren’t in any real danger, they could go
further north if they had to, but getting there was impossible.
So here I was with Joe, about 1 or 2 in the afternoon. I didn’t
want to go back to the city; I had given my brother the key to my
apartment so he could be with his girlfriend, as he still lived
with my parents. So I told Joe I would take him to dinner if he
helped me find a hotel for the night. I was thinking of driving
to Vermont and circling down to the camp. He wouldn’t hear of my
staying at a hotel and gave me the guest room.”
“Why are you telling me all of this?”
“Because I want you to know what happened.”
“I decided to come onto Joe after dinner that night. The thought
of sleeping under the same roof had me a little randy. We went to
bed in separate rooms and after about an hour I got brazen and
went to his room. I told him I wanted to pick up where we had
left off on the date. We went to the living room and one thing
led to another.
Selena, I was a virgin to most sex stuff, I had only gotten laid
a few times and never really touched a man beyond masturbating
them. That weekend Joe taught me how to enjoy, I mean really
enjoy sex. I thought I had orgasms before, but he was . . . well,
you know.”
“Joe is a wonderful lover, but I still don’t know why you are
telling me all of this.” Selena insisted.
“I just want you to know that what happened between us was what
woke me up to being a good lover and knowing what I wanted from a
man. When my Joe and I began to have sex I knew how to make him
extremely happy and that’s what won him. So occasionally when I
look at your Joe I may have an adoring look, and that’s why, he
was my teacher. He was trying to start a relationship, and maybe
I was really into him then too, but, he wanted me to stay up
there, and I’m a city girl and that will never change. Joe can’t
take this life without a break. We each thought we could change
the other, but it was obvious from the start that it couldn’t
happen. We never got together in that way after those 4 days.”
Selena was silent for a few moments realizing that she was also a
student of the ways of love via teacher Joe. She knew what Shanna
felt and probably went through the same fears, anxieties and
pleasures of love-making. She reached out and held Shanna’s hands
in hers. Shanna relived her time with Joe silently in her
thoughts . . . . . . . . . . .
Shanna thought back to her youth and how her religion made her
repress sexual feelings. But, her girlfriends in high school
talked her into giving up her virginity to her long time
boyfriend Jack. They had gone out for couple years and never got
beyond heavy petting. They worked up to her exposing her breasts
for him to touch and feel, and rubbing her pussy through her
panties. She had consented to masturbate him and it became a
regular date night ending. Jack was becoming frustrated and asked
her about oral sex if he couldn’t have her cherry. She wouldn’t
talk to him for a week over that request and that was about the
time her peers told her that they hadn’t held out and were
enjoying backseat pleasures. Shanna gave in to Jack they had
intercourse several times. She thought he might propose but when
he went away to college but asked for his ring back and broke her
heart.
At college she had a few romances that ended up in bed, but she
was strictly a missionary position girl who certainly enjoyed
getting laid, but thought of other sex practices as perverted or
sinful. Once she graduated and got her position with
American Contractors she worked her way to administrator of the
group that certified laborers and workers for the local unions.
She met Joe and flirted with him, but he never took the bait.
She roomed at that time with 2 other girls trying to defray NYC
cost of living expenses and one of them, Greta, came home one
night and said she had dated a mutual friend, Joe. She knew Greta
to be fast and free with her charms, in her opinion. Little by
little she and her two roommates became friendly with another 3
who lived the same way on their floor and soon the 6 of them
became a sisterhood that would frequent local dance clubs and
bistros. The girl talk always turned to sex and Shanna was
astonished at what she heard; talk of oral and anal sex and even
girl-girl flings. She took all their talk in stride, but the
other girls knew Shanna was not the “player” they had been.
Then came the night she and Joe were working late putting
together a crew for a pier project and he asked her to join him
for dinner. She loved hearing him talk about his home upstate and
the special things he had done to it. She couldn’t imagine a man
as a decorator, gardener and housekeeper. He invited her to come
anytime. That was when she said she drove right by there to go to
the family camp and maybe she would stop some time.
After dinner she didn’t want to part with him and said she would
invite him up for coffee or more wine, but she had roommates. Joe
volunteered his suite some 12 blocks away at The Four Seasons.
Against her better judgment, she went with him. A quick drink or
coffee turned into long hours of necking and groping. She had her
blouse open and bra undone, but pushed his hands away at anything
further. She held his cock through his pants but dared not go any
further. It was a torrid first date for her, and a frustrating
one for Joe.
He never called her for another date, but was always cordial and
very friendly when they met professionally, which was often when
he was in the city. About a month after their grope session she
was going to visit her family camp and called Joe in hopes of
seeing his home and letting him know she was interested in him.
She had just moved into her own apartment and was free to have
company anytime, although their group was still intact to go out
for a “Manhattan night out”. (In recent years Greta always
laughed and said that the Sex and the City TV series was based on
their group)
Greta warned her that he was a great lover who knew how to please
a woman in many, many ways. The words “you’re out of your league”
from Greta weren’t meant to hurt her, but to serve as a warning
that she might be walking into a sexual lions den. Shanna felt
secure in that whatever happened, Joe would not behave or act in
any way she did not invite towards herself.
When she got to Joe’s she felt comfortable right away around him
and loved his home and what he had done. When she called her
parents she got the news of the forest fires blocking her way and
ended up in Joe’s guest room. As she laid there she thought about
the fact that Joe waited for her to make a first move, and she
never did. She was 26 and Joe was 30 or 31. He had his try at her
and was not going to make another move unless it was invited.
In her nightgown a little after midnight she opened Joe’s door to
find him watching television with headphones on to be sure he
didn’t disturb her. He startled for a moment but shook off the
phones.
“Shanna, is there a problem?
“Yes, there is. I think I want to continue our date from a month
ago. I know you think I’m a tease or a prude and that was why you
never asked me out again, but lying there I realized I really
like you and want to get closer to you, maybe hit it off?”
“I was afraid I coerced you that night and scared you away, you
didn’t seem comfortable with me and I wouldn’t force myself on
you. You’re a nice person and a good friend. I would also like to
get closer to you, but I respect boundaries.
Would you like to go into the living room and talk?”
“In here is fine.”
“In here makes it look like one thing is settled, and that
shouldn’t be. Let me get up.” He said as he threw off he covers
and slipped into sweatpants and took her hand to lead her to the
living room.
They sat on the sofa and faced each other.
“A month ago I was afraid the wine was talking you into things.”
Joe said.
“No . . . . Well it might have helped, but I wanted to get close
to you, to let you know I cared more than a friend.”
“Then why did we stop?”
“I don’t put out on the first date? (laughs) I don’t know. I was
scared. I wanted you and I thought you wanted me, but I was
afraid of what you might think of me. I suppose I think too
much.”
“Maybe I do as well. I thought if you really wanted to make a
play for me, you know for a relationship, you wouldn’t have
stopped and left. I guess I thought you realized it was the wine
moving things along.”
“So can we begin where we left off and see what happens?” Shanna
asked cutely.
“Just where were we?” Joe asked with an inquisitive squint.
Shanna unbuttoned the top two buttons of her nightgown and pulled
it off her shoulders to reveal her breasts, and then with a deep
breath she reached over and took Joe’s cock in her hand through
his sweatpants.
“I believe we were right here.” She said with a nervous smile.
Joe grinned and leaned over and kissed her lips, pushing her back
into the sofa. His hands caressed her breasts and tweaked at her
nipples. She responded by shoving her tongue into Joe’s mouth and
beginning to rub his cock up and down.
They continued the hot necking and groping until Joe lifted his
head and took each of her nipples into his mouth, causing her to
groan deeply and feel a reaction in her pussy.
She wanted him to slide his pants down so she could hold him and
jerk him to move it to the next level so he might fondle and
stroke her pussy and then hopefully lay her out on the sofa, or
bring her to the bedroom and make love to her.
“Why don’t we make you a little more comfortable?” she asked him
in a passioned whisper.
She was surprised when he stood right up and turned toward her,
his erection jutting out from his sweats in front of her as she
began to move to stand up thinking they were moving to the bed
right away.
She was now sitting on the edge of the sofa with his cock in her
face, only the pants separating the two.
Shanna tried not to show her panic in thinking he wanted her to
suck him, or actually he thinking SHE WANTED to suck him.
She looked up nervously at his face as she took the sides of his
pants and pulled them down over his cock. She had hoped there
would be underwear too, but there was not.
His hard cock popped right up in front of her face and she took
it into her hand and began to stroke him. She was quite adept at
male masturbation but not at this angle and never so close to her
face. As much as she liked Joe and wanted him to like her, oral
sex was out, she wouldn’t do THAT!
She looked at him nervously knowing what he wanted. His cock felt
good in her hand as she manipulated it. She wanted to find a way
to get the situation switched so she could feel his hardness
inside of her dripping sex. Joe thought the look on her face was
one she might make before engulfing him with her mouth so he
stroked the back of her head once and she looked up at him
uncomfortable and said, “Please fuck me, I can’t wait.”
Right away her mind reeled. “How could I be so damn stupid? Here
I wanted long foreplay to be sure this was what I wanted and I’ve
already asked him to fuck me. Why didn’t I say “make love to me”?
Why didn’t I ask him to bring me in the bedroom? Why didn’t I
just say there was a misunderstanding?”
Joe was stepping out of his sweats and helping her lie back
almost in one movement. He took the bottom hem of her nightgown
and slid it up her legs to reveal her bikini trimmed pussy. He
put one knee to the sofa and knelt between her legs moving to
kiss her lips and as he did, he entered her.
She groaned deeply into his mouth at the sudden intrusion and at
the relief she felt for wanting him. She had told herself that
maybe foreplay would make her happy and he might settle for being
masturbated and then instantly scolded herself for being such a
tight-ass. She tried to tell herself to open up, she was 26, for
Gods sake, and she should be enjoying a healthy sex life.
Suddenly she noticed something different. Joe wasn’t mounted on
her rutting like an animal and she wasn’t racing him to cum first
so she might have an orgasm too.
He thrust into her a few times and then pulled up on his arms and
looked down at her and his hips began to undulate into her. His
cock filled her and then came out almost until it popped out and
then drove into her again. He leaned one arm on the back of the
sofa to steady him and used the other to caress her breasts.
“Your body is quite beautiful and you feel wonderful. I’m going
to make you cum over and over. Hold your breasts.” He said in a
sexy calming tone that made her believe his words.
She never had held her own breasts during sex as her partners
were usually on her rutting, but she listened to his words and
began to feel them and squeeze at the nipples.
Joe’s hands went to her hips as he settled into the sofa and
began to fuck her with long strokes pulling her to him. His hands
went under her and took hold of her ass cheeks as he watched her
play with her breasts until little sounds began to emit from deep
in her throat.
He began to pound at her pussy as loud slaps of flesh began to
ring in the room as he took his weight from his knees and moved
his arms to either side of her. He looked her in the eyes and
whispered. “Cum for me. Show me how much you want this, want me.”
Shanna’s mind spun out of control. She had never felt so aroused,
even from her own fingers. She was panting and knew something was
happening in her loins that had never happened before. She began
to pant and felt a strange feeling rising within her. It was akin
to what she thought were orgasms before, but this was an
earthquake!
“Oh Oooooo, oh oooooo, oh ooooooooo. Oh oh oh oh OH OH OH.” She
yelled out as her hands gripped her breasts tightly.
Suddenly she stiffened and vibrated under him looking at him with
fear in her eyes as her lower lip quivered.
She came again and again, suddenly bucking hard underneath him.
She let out a loud squeal that even surprised her causing Joe to
suddenly stop.
“Are you OK?” He whispered to which she could only respond with a
continuous nod.
He let his cock pop from her as he sat back and watched her
pleasures. As soon as he left her pussy her hand went right to it
sloshing through her wetness to feel her clit.
His own needs were at hand and as he looked into her eyes he
asked. “Do you want me to shoot in you on onto your body?”
She never heard the question before and always assumed the man
shot into her and prayed her birth control worked.
“Onto me!” she managed to blurt out, knowing what it looked like
for a man to shoot while she jerked him off, spurting up and over
her fingers.
She played with her clit as she watched Joe stroke his cock in
long swift strokes. He began to pant and quickened his pace until
he looked into her eyes and groaned deeply.
He grunted loudly as the first watery spurt cleared her body
altogether and then the next long spurt landed on her forehead
and cheek, and the next on her chin and neck as she began to
cover up in protection. One more landed on her breasts before he
panted loudly and just dribbles and drops escaped his cock.
For not wanting to appear horrified at the splatter fest on her
she tried to act as if it happened daily in her nonchalance, but
she was quick to want to get up and clean up.
“Relax, let’s catch our breath.” He said as he fell onto her and
kissed her lips smushing some of the cum on her chin.
“Joe! You’re getting that junk all over. GOD!!” She hollered out
as she scooted from under him and headed to the bathroom crying.
Joe was stunned as she rushed away and followed her to the
bathroom, not really knowing what he had done to upset her so.
“Shanna, what’s wrong? I’m sorry if I did something to upset you,
but I don’t know what I did.”
“Go away, I’ll get my clothes and go home. I’m so embarrassed.”
“Shanna, I don’t want you to go. I thought we just made love, and
I thought it was what you wanted.”
“I’m not like Greta and those girls.”
“What does GRETA have to do with this?” Joe said, a little pissed
off and confused.
“I know you see her and some of our friends, I know you’re just a
player and could never like me the way I like you. I took a
chance and did something stupid.”
“Wait a minute! Those girls use me as much as I use them and it’s
all understood, and frankly, it’s none of your business. If I
ever have a relationship with you, that stuff stops. I’ve been
hurt enough to know how bad it feels to be used and abused. You
don’t understand my intentions. Now, be an adult and come out
here and talk. Ten minutes ago I made your body quiver and felt a
connection I haven’t felt in a long time. I have no idea HOW you
could be embarrassed. We were awesome together. I’ll be in the
living room if you want to talk. You’ve left me very confused.”
Joe went to living room and found his sweatpants and slipped into
them. He got a paper towel and wiped his spurt from the floor and
searched the cushions for other wet spots to clean, but he found
none. He settled into the sofa and opened the shades to reveal a
moonlit summer night from the top of the hill. He lowered the
inside lights for contrast and stared out over the landscape in
thought.
Joe was almost ready to drop off to sleep when Shanna touched him
on the shoulder.
“Hi.” She said in a low voice.
“Hi back, Shanna. I’m thinking you thought I came on too strong
or something. It’s happened before with other women. I just
wanted to make you happy, fulfill your desires. I thought I was
letting you lead the pace.” Joe said as he woke from his somber
thought-filled stare into the night.
“Maybe you’re just used to faster women. Despite what happened on
our “first” date, and despite looser morals code of my roommates
and friends, I’m a bit of a prude; NO, not a prude, just afraid
and unaware.” She said as she knelt behind the sofa and spoke
softly in his ear.
She preferred not having to face him, as she was embarrassed.
“You’re going to have to tell me where I overstepped, or assumed
too much, because I thought we were doing fine. When you came
here today I wasn’t going to make a play for you because I
thought you tried that side of me and didn’t like it, and I’m
fine with that. I really wanted to try a relationship with you.
I’ve been out with my share of women and I prefer those with IQ’s
more than double their age. You are smart and very attractive. I
did want to remain friends, and professionally you know your job
better than anyone I’ve worked with before. Believe me, I hate
getting involved with my fathers business, but he warned me about
the unions and the bad workers they could provide. It’s the one
thing I’ll probably always do for them is handle the unions. I
had to pull teeth with the certification board until you came
along. I never want to look at you and not think of you as my
friend. But, you came to my bedroom and I don’t think taking that
as a green light was wrong.” Joe explained calmly.
“I came here hoping you would “make a play” as you say. I’m not a
very experienced woman at relationships and I guess I never
conveyed my intentions. While lying in bed in there I realized
that I wanted to be with you and should just tell you. When I
confronted you I expected you to throw me on the bed but you
threw me a curve. I made a mistake by getting cute here with the
“picking up where we left off” bit. Exposing my breasts and
grabbing your penis made me look anxious. When I asked you to get
more comfortable, I thought you would just slip off your pants,
not stand up and present yourself to me. I know what you expected
and I don’t do that. When I asked you to “fuck” me I never
regretted using that word more. I wanted you to make love to me
and not treat me like,
. . . . . I was going to say whore, but I don’t think of my
friends as whores. They just have a different standard than me.
They talk about oral sex and other things pretty freely, but I
just listen.”
“What did you think was going to happen when you asked me to get
more comfortable? I only took that one way, that you wanted my
pants out of the way for oral sex.”
“No, I wanted to play with you and decide if I really wanted you.
If I talked myself out of fucking you, I could just jerk you off
to make you happy.”
“So, THAT’S where it got ugly.” Joe said beginning to see where
she was coming from.
“Yes, it’s THAT stupid game that keeps me from any long term
relationships, and losing the one I had. But, I have to say, if
sex was as fulfilling as you made it tonight, things would have
been different.” She said, glad he couldn’t see her blush.
“Shanna, I could never enjoy any sex where you weren’t as
fulfilled as me. I never would have allowed you to masturbate me
and go to bed.”
“I know that now, but I didn’t think you were going to make love
to me so, . . . . . umm . . thoroughly, is the word I guess I
want. You held my hands, you held my bottom, you held my hips and
plunged into me and made me have an orgasm that is more than the
total I’ve ever had, and I was always pretty happy with myself in
that department. When you told me you had to cum and ASKED me
where you should do it I said “onto me” thinking of a spurt and
dribble on my stomach. I guess I’ve never excited any of my
lovers before. You shot off like a fire hose (giggles).” She
explained with a hidden blush.
“You never had it all over before and it scared you?”
“Sort of, you wanted to rub it all over with your body and it
freaked me.”
“It doesn’t bother me, it’s mine. I’ve tasted it off my lovers
tongue. If she was willing to taste it, why wouldn’t I? So if you
were willing to be plastered by it, why wouldn’t I feel the same?
I thought we could shower together afterwards.” Joe said
explaining his motives.
“Can I come over there and cuddle with you?” She whispered in his
ear.
“Depends,” he said. “What am I supposed to think you mean by
“cuddle”?”
She let out a laugh and said. “Touché. . . Umm after hearing you
explain yourself “cuddle” probably means making love to me again
and taking that shower, which I’ve never done before with
someone.”
“By all means, come over.”
Shanna came around the sofa and sat beside Joe and turned herself
right into him and put her mouth on his. It was the most
passionate kiss of her life, she felt. She wanted to convey her
feelings for him. Soon she pushed back on him to slide him to his
back with her laying over him. Her ample breasts pressed into him
and her furry patch found the lump in his sweatpants and she rode
it.
She was waiting for the right moment to ask him to make love when
he spoke.
“Let’s go into the shower and wash each others bodies. That way
we’ll get to know each other’s body better and be more
comfortable with them. You have to promise to leave your
inhibitions out here, though. To wash you I’m going to touch
everywhere and I don’t want you to freak out on me again.” He
whispered.
“Okay, I guess I can trust you for that. Washing each other
sounds pretty sexy right now.” Shanna said as she got up from
him.
Joe stood and took her in his arms and dropped a hand between her
legs and rubbed a moment while she exhaled relief into his mouth.
“I know that little thing is pretty anxious from how you moved on
me. I’ll make it very happy, I promise.” He whispered as he
pulled back to look into her eyes as he diddled her through her
night gown.
“Go slowly with me Joe, don’t scare me.”
“Just trust me. Nothing happens you don’t want, but remember I
wouldn’t hurt you. You called me a player, but I’m not a player
with you. I’m a player with those who want to PLAY. I really like
you and want to SHOW you. You are special, I promise.” He said as
he took her hand and led her to the bath.
Shanna was a bit apprehensive about the idea now and almost
backed out, but told herself to grow up and not be afraid of
every man like her parents told her. She had moved to the City
from the tip of the North Fork of Long Island. She loved the
city, the hustle, the bustle the melting pot of people. However,
her parents saw it different. All men were predators and their
little Catholic raised daughter was on each mans menu. She had
steered clear of bad situations and felt safe living with 2 other
women, even though if her parents knew the life style the others
led she would have been showered in Holy Water. Now she was 26
and on her own, it was time to live her life like she might want,
not her parents. She had trusted Joe when she brazenly told him
to fuck her, and she had the most satisfying sexual experience of
her life. Now she would trust him again and knock down a few more
fears. The thought of her arms extended to hold his hands while
he knelt up and pounded her pussy, and then to be told to hold
her own breasts while he reached under her to hold the balls of
her ass while he continued to pound her while smiling down on her
was beyond the realm of her imagination only a few hours ago.
Greta told her he was a cocksman, but she only knew him as a
lover. Fears or no fears of what may lie ahead sexually; she
really liked Joe a lot. He was smart, successful and was
wonderful to be around. He respected her professionally and
personally. Despite her own quirks, he did make sure that she was
happy and satisfied when they made love earlier, something no one
had ever done.
“Joe, if I told I couldn’t do this and left tonight, would you
ever call me again, outside of work?”
“Of course I would. I’ve made love to you. We have something. Why
would I desert something that I’ve invested my feelings in you?”
“Are you sure?”
“Of course I’m sure. You have my word on it. I wouldn’t be happy,
but I would consider you emotionally attached to me.” He said as
he stripped off his sweatpants and reached into turn on the
shower in the large stall.
Shanna looked at him up and down, spending a moment extra on the
cock she was just humping and hoping to get inside her again. It
was the first time she looked at a man and wanted him. She had
given herself in the past to satisfy peer pressure, and date
pressure. She couldn’t think of once when she hadn’t tried to
“get out of” submitting herself by asking her partner, usually
Jack for so many years, to settle for masturbation. She never
thought it was odd, until now. She did want Joe again.
She undid the top few buttons of her nightgown and let it fall
from her shoulders.
“My God you have a beautiful body, Shanna. A true gift from God;
I’ll be sure to be kind with this creation”. He said without
thinking, but wishing he hadn’t because it sounded like a line.
“I mean that, I said that without a thought, it wasn’t just a
corny line”. He assured her.
Shanna blushed and turned her face away and took Joe’s hand and
stepped into the shower.
Joe took her into his arms and hugged her tightly and turned
their bodies under the shower, getting their bodies fully wet,
except their heads. Her breasts pressed against his hairy chest
caused her nipples to harden and send a tingle all through her.
His hands ran over her ass just as the tingle centered at her sex
center. Bouts of sexual anticipation were few in her life but
right now a ball of pins and needles rolled over every sexual
nerve in her body. She was glad that wine or outside pressures
had nothing to do with it. Joe broke the hug and slid her body
around in front of him as he hugged her back now, his cock
fitting into the slot of her bottom and sex and his hands came up
and took her breasts into his hands. He bit at her neck.
“Let your mind be free of any thoughts or misconceptions of
what’s considered right or wrong. Follow what feels right and
good. I’m giving myself to your pleasure, give back what your
spirit tells you.” He whispered as their minds and bodies drifted
into a sexual haze in the spray and steam of the shower.
Joe let her go and took the liquid soap and squeezed a pool into
his hands and rubbed it together to raise suds while stepping to
her back again and mashing his hands to her breasts as he stepped
her out of the spray. His soapy slippery hands caressed and
washed over her rounds titties and pinched at the nipples before
sliding down to wash big circles over her belly, back over her
boobs and up to her neck and shoulders. He slowly turned her into
the spray and let it rinse over both of them.
He took the soap container and filled his hands again as she
faced him. He put his hands to her shoulders and began to wash
her arms, first together in each hand, but then both hands as he
took each arm and raised it to clean her arm pit and then to
slowly lower it to rub and touch each part of it taking time at
the sensitive fold of her elbows and even the space between each
finger. Shanna’s sensitivity was heightened as he found each
erogenous spot that she knew nothing off.
After rinsing he turned her around to wash and massage her back,
bunching the wet ends of her long dark hair and putting them over
her shoulder. From the flare of her hips to her neck his fingers
loosened every muscle, each little knot until he kissed and
swirled his tongue over the back of her neck just before his
soapy hands washed his kiss away. When he stepped back she moved
her back under the spray and stepped out turning to him, knowing
what parts were next.
He smiled as he soaped his hands and knelt on one knee kissing
her tiny outtie belly button just before his hands swathed suds
over it caressing her and wiping large waves of suds over her
stomach and the plain of her abdomen almost to her pussy before
washing down the fronts of her legs and then her feet, which he
had her place on his bent knee. He fingered soap between each toe
before she put her feet down again and he worked his way up her
inner thighs to the fold of her leg beside her sex. He gathered a
bit more soap and rubbed his hands together before running one
hand full over her vagina and between her legs almost to her anus
and then back. Three full fingers parted her wings and lips as he
washed over her sex. He saw her legs tremble as his other arm
bent up to wash her hairy patch as the fingers of his other hand
soaped and cleaned every intricate fold of her sex. He pivoted on
his one knee to move her under the spray to rinse her, his
fingers aiding the stream of water through her slit. He pivoted
back out of the water and she followed with her eyes closed as
she began to turn, but he held one leg fast to stop her turn and
she felt his mouth go to her freshened sex. His tongue
immediately followed the path his fingers had just taken through
her folds until it reached her hard and fiery clit. Her mind told
her to push his head away, but her body told her that this was
the most pleasant feeling she ever had and to open her legs a bit
further.
“HE’S HAVING ORAL SEX WITH YOU!” Her mind screamed as his tongue
lolled her clit and began to raise her sexual tenor. She closed
her eyes and let her head fall back as she began to give in to
the pleasure. When her mind screamed that he might expect the
same back she was too deep in pleasure to worry about it.
“Ahhhhhhhh, Ohhhhhhhhhh, Joe. Keep right there. Oh my God!” She
moaned, not believing it was her voice.
“Oh, ohh, ohhhh, ohhhhhh, AHH, AHHHHH, AHHHHHHH, HT, HT, HT.” She
verbalized before it turned to a long squeal and a hand went to
the top of Joe’s head and she was almost humping his tongue and
mouth. She quaked hard, paused and quaked once again before
pushing his mouth away and falling back to the wall of the
shower.
Joe turned her a bit more away from him and began to gather soap
suds to begin washing her back side.
Her hips that flared into her shapely ass were caressed by his
hands as he glazed over the lovely white cheeks below her tan
line and he washed the backs of her legs, pausing behind each
knee to massage and caress that erogenous zone before working his
way back up to the beautiful halves of her buttocks. Her lovely
bottom was made to caress and hold. Joe used both hands to push
up over each cheek as his thumbs grazed the split. He gathered
suds to the top and began to bring the fingers of one hand
between the split to her most personal place. He touched the
small of her back with a small push and she bent to allow him as
her mind raced with stop signs, but her sensual sense told her to
allow this man to continue to worship and pleasure her. Joe
enjoyed showing the ways of love to a woman he cared for so she
would not be afraid to give herself to pleasure as well as
provide pleasure to her partner.
His hands glided through her split just touching her pussy in a
tease to remind her that all nerve endings in this area were
connected. One hand over the other they went through 3 times
until the last slide through one hand lagged and fingers scrubbed
deep in her split until they came to her little asshole. One
finger slid over and over it as she sucked her breath in, but as
soon as he began to wash it, it was done and she sighed. He stood
and adjusted the spray to rain over her back side and then he
bent into the spray to kiss each side of her bottom.
When Joe was obviously done Shanna turned demurely around to
face Joe and she blushed deeply.
“Wow!” he mouthed at him before stepping into his arms.
“Jo-oooe! That was even bigger than the one before. You naughty
man, you’re driving me crazy. You made my whole body tingle and
sing.” She whispered through her teeth like someone else might
hear her.
”I just wanted to show you what touch and tongue could do. I love
making you happy; I really like you and want to give you
pleasure, but you have to let it happen. See, you trusted me.”
He took the liquid soap and handed it to her. “Now, I trust you.”
He said with a little smile.
Shanna took the soap and exhaled deeply. Her inner self told her
to run screaming from the shower, but she listened to her
emboldened sexual self instead.
She followed Joe’s lead and turned him around and slipped her
soapy hands between his arms and his body to soap his hairy chest
from behind. She raked her fingers through his chest hair and
slowly raised his arms and cleaned his pits and arms.
She nipped at his neck as she pressed her breasts up close to his
back before rinsing him and turning him around.
Shanna took a deep breath and knelt before him and began by
washing his belly, stopping to fuck her finger in and out of his
belly button, with a giggle. She skipped his entire crotch and
went right for his legs, even stopping, as Joe did, to put each
foot on her knee and finger between each toe. She worked her way
back up his inner thighs as the tops of her hands brushed the
sides of his balls. She had never played with a man like this,
never ventured below his dick to feel his testicles. She gathered
a bit more soap and put both hands around his sack and gingerly
groped and lightly squeezed at them. They felt very different
that she expected as she explored. She noticed his cock getting
harder and rising into her face.
With soapy hands she took his rigid cock in her hands and stroked
it up peeling the foreskin as far as it might go. Foreskin was
new to her, but she saw him flaccid as well as hard and knew it
retracted and usually stayed in place during sex. She switched to
one hand stroking and washing him while the other was back at his
balls. She loved the feel of her new toys.
After a few moments she knew it was time for a rinse and a moment
of truth.
She pivoted down to both knees and pulled Joe into the water
stream and watched the soap rinse away. When it was gone she
pulled one knee up again pivoting her back with Joe in tow in
front of her. The very last thing she thought she would ever do
was have oral sex with a man. Already tonight she had experienced
receiving oral from a man and it was the most intense experience
she had yet. Now she had his cock before her, hard as a rock. Her
first aversions to giving oral was that it was dirty, after all
it was where they peed from, but this was clean, she had cleaned
it herself. The next draw back was that it was something strange
and unknown, but for the first time in her life, even after
stroking off Jack a bunch of times and a few others, she really
got an intense look at this penis and felt it intimately as well
as his balls, and saw the physical reaction he had to her touch.
Now, in front of her, was a man she really cared about who had
made her happily orgasmic with his cock and tongue tonight. Could
she re-pay him for her pleasure? No, not in that way, she didn’t
think so. She looked up nervously at Joe and he looked back
adoringly with a little knowing smile that told her he knew her
fears.
She smiled back and spoke to low to hear over the shower.
Joe reached over and flipped up the “pause” bar to hear her.
“I said your cock is very beautiful, I’ve never seen one this
way.”
Joe looked back at her with a questioning look.
“I’ve usually stood behind a man to touch him, or sat beside him
in a car.” She said suddenly aware she wasn’t embarrassed she
admitted that.
She reached out and stroked him up with her hand, starting at his
balls, she was careful not to stretch the foreskin back over the
head, it looked like that might hurt right now. She ran her
little fingers over the head and then put it in her palm and
pushed it towards his stomach. She leaned forward and kissed the
shaft up and down its underside length. Satisfied she hadn’t
turned to stone or been grossed out, she pulled the head back so
it was sticking straight out from his body and she leaned forward
and kissed where it met his body and up the top side of his
shaft.
She caught herself breathing heavier and felt her pussy leaking,
surprised that this intense erotic fear was having an effect on
her.
She let go of him entirely and watched it bob in front of her as
he flexed himself. The head engorged and shone brightly as it
filled to its max and she was aware he was throbbing.
“Does it hurt?”
“In a good way. It needs relief.”
“You want to cum?”
“Eventually, but relief would be nice.”
“You would tell me if it . . . “
“Of course, and you would know anyway.”
“I don’t know, voices are telling me not to, but I’m being drawn
to it.”
“If you’ll have a regret, don’t; it would be foolish.”
Shanna took a deep breath and leaned forward and kissed the tip,
but then stood up. “Thanks for understanding. I’m afraid and I
need you inside me right now.”
She hadn’t expected Joe to take her right her in the shower, but
her turned her away from him and put his hands on her hips.
“Hold the bar.” He instructed her as she bent to grasp the bar
around the large stall.
She had never been fucked from behind for a lot of reasons
besides that it seemed dirty. Another was that it exposed her
bottom to the man, and that was private. As she bent here she
realized that he had touched her there, and once again, hadn’t
turned her to stone.
Joe ran his hands up her hips, along her sides to hold her
breasts, which while bent over were pendulous and heavy in his
hands. They were beautiful.
He bent and kissed her back reaching one hand around her hip to
touch her pussy while the other aimed at her bent over sex. He
searched for the wet slot and with the help of his other hand
pushed the head into her. He stood up and impaled her in one long
stroke.
“Ohhhh, you’re so damn big, so deep in me.”
“It feels that way from this side, wait until I start.”
Shanna didn’t have a wait as Joe began to pump in and out of her
with earnest. His cock was rampant from the last few minutes
tease and he needed to get relief.
He hadn’t pumped into her 10 times before she groaned loudly and
trembled.
“Ohhh, oh, oh, oh, NNNNnnnnnnnn OH!” She hollered as she came.
She steeled her legs and dropped her head below the hold-bar
level already sensing she could feel him deeper that way.
Her voice turned a high pitch as she pushed back at him.
“You’re touching me, . . . touching me . . . Ahhh, ah, ah, ah,
OOOOoooo, touching me where I’ve never felt. Unnnnnnn Ohhh!” She
carried on.
Joe looked down at their union and saw her distended asshole and
wanted to stop and kiss and eat it, but he knew that was for
another time, but he could not resist wanting to touch it. While
he pummeled her pussy he filled his thumb with spittle and slid
it down her crack and pushed the pad of his thumb right up to her
asshole. He wasn’t pushing it in, just applying the pressure.
She was just cumming again, for the third time, squealing and
shouting. She was beyond multi-orgasmic, she barely stopped. She
had secreted so much pussy cream that Joe barely felt friction,
but that was OK with him, he could last longer. Shanna was white
knuckling the hold-bar and had steeled her legs, but the rest of
her seemed to fall limp as orgasms flowed through her. She had
never been penetrated this way before, never felt a man this deep
before, and Joe only considered his size as average. She wasn’t
pushing back to meet his strokes, she was just taking them and
Joe was slapping her hard. She seemed oblivious to the pad of his
thumb pressing her asshole in her orgasmic delirium, even when it
slipped in as the muscle relaxed.
Shanna shrieked as her body responded again to being filled
deeply over and over. Her shrieks were followed with deep groans
before letting her knees buckle and falling to the floor of the
shower, holding herself up on the bar. Joe stood somewhat stunned
at the spectacle before him, never having seen a woman totally
wiped out by orgasm like this.
As she knelt puffing breathlessly Joe began to stroke his cock,
now in desperate need of release. Shanna sensed his movement and
let go of the hold-bar and turned toward him and saw him
masturbating. She fell back on her haunches to watch but then
spoke intelligible words for the first time in minutes.
“The spray, Joe, the spray.” She said as Joe reached over and
flipped the pause bar up, never stopping his stroking.
The spray rained over Joe’s chest and down over his genitals
rinsing the sweat and pussy juice off him. Shanna moved up on one
knee pulling herself to him. With his cock nearly in her face she
kissed the tip as it wavered in her face from Joe’s flagellation.
She closed her eyes as the water rained over her face as she
kissed it again. Her hair began to mat down from the direct water
spray as she kissed him a third time before opening her lips and
allowing half of the tip in. She ran her tongue over the velvet
smooth head and liked the erotic feeling it gave her. She stopped
his stroking and instinctively moved forward a bit, letting the
whole head in her mouth. She allowed it in and wrapped her lips
behind the head as she felt urgency from the pulse of the rushing
blood in his penis. She moved her hand up to stroke him while the
other took his balls in her hand. She knew she was giving him a
blowjob, something she swore she would never do, but she was
actually enjoying it, making this man happy that had made her
body sing and shriek with delight.
Joe felt urgency and dropped his hand to hers to take over the
stroke. She had broken a barrier of pleasure from each side of
the oral window, but he had to get off now. What her pussy hadn’t
coaxed from him, her mouth had. He would have cum even sooner if
she hadn’t had water spraying in her face with her eyes closed,
he preferred to meet her eye to eye as he told her what felt good
and when he would cum. But, under the circumstances he felt
duty-bound to warn her he was going to shoot.
“I gonna shoot, Shanna. I gotta cum, GOTTA CUM!!”
Shanna heard his words and somewhat froze wanting to move her
mouth off him, but another part of her told her to taste the
orgasm she had built in him. The idle words of her girlfriends
frank conversation about weekend conquests spun through her head,
one saying she always swallowed to make the act complete, another
saying she liked it on her body to feel the warmth, and even
another saying she spit it out after. Her inner self told her did
not want that in her mouth, but her sexual being told her it was
the only way to complete the act like he had for her.
Joe’s deep groan told her it was too late to make the decision
and he stroked his orgasm into her mouth. The hard warm shot of
salty spunk shocked her at first, almost to revulsion but she
quickly let it out the sides of her mouth to wash away with the
spray as Joe stroked more from his balls, which she was holding.
Small reports of sperm went into her mouth that she quickly let
drool out the sides of her mouth while she moved her mouth over
him. Her sucking and spitting action was more than he could
handle as the head of his cock became over-sensitive and he had
to move away. Shanna stayed in the spray and swallowed the little
of his orgasm still in her mouth. It was a salty, bleachy potion
that was neither pleasant nor unpleasant to the taste. It made
her think of sex as she finally tasted the smell she had
experienced many times before. Joe reached a hand to her and she
took it to stand up. She fell exhausted into his arms and he
sought out her lips. They kissed deeply and Joe tasted his own
musk, something he never thought he might taste from Shanna’s
mouth. As they hugged and caught their breath Joe reached back
and took the liquid soap bottle and handed it to her.
“You still have to finish me.” He said with a smile as he turned
away.
She took the bottle and dutifully washed his back, certainly not
as completely as he did to her, but still she touched every inch
of him. She then soaped down his legs as she knelt again behind
him. She was apprehensive as she began to wash over his buttocks,
up and down. Then she stood, seeming to leave the between of his
ass alone but she took her suds filled hand to the top of his
crease and plunged her hand through the crease to touch his ball
sack a few times and then on her last time through she stopped
and diddled a finger at his notch, feeling to clean it much as
she would her own. She pulled him back into the spray to rinse
and she repeated as he had done to her, she kissed each side of
his butt.
“You have a nice ass too.” She said with a shy grin.
“You better wash your hair quickly, the water is getting cool.”
He said as he handed her his shampoo.
She looked at the bottle saying “Not my brand, but it will have
to do. I think I’ll be showering again before I leave.”
As she bent over to wet her hair and lather Joe admired her
beautiful ass. Her tan line accented the flare of her hips and
the cup of her cheeks. She turned her head to see him ogling her
rear.
“Having a good time?” She said with a huge grin.
“The best!” He said while she shook her head.
Shanna quickly rinsed and decided against a second lather because
of the water temp. She stood and stepped from the flow and hugged
Joe.
“You go ahead I’ll wash my hair in the cold, I don’t mind.” Joe
told her.
While Joe quickly washed his hair Shanna stepped out and took a
towel from the rack on the back of the stall. She did a cursory
drying of her body and worked another towel around her hair after
bending and wrapping its length.
She then dropped her body towel and finished a complete dry off.
She just completed herself when he stepped out. He went to grab a
towel but she stepped up and began to dry him with her towel. She
patted his face and around the sides and then began to dry his
chest. She looked up to see a trickle begin down his face again
and she took a smaller towel off the rack and put it to his head.
“You get your hair; I’ll get the good parts.” She said grinning.
She went to his back and dried down and moved back to his front
and used the towel gingerly on his penis and balls. She squat
down and dried both meticulously and even reached behind his
balls and dried back there as well. She finished his legs and as
she stood up took his cock in her hand and kissed the side of it.
“You are a fantastic lover. I want to wrap you up and take you
back to The City and keep you forever.” Shanna said.
Joe chuckled and said, “Moving a little quickly, are we?” knowing
she was being facetious.
She looked at him with such a trust that she could say anything
now. She blushed for a moment and spoke.
“I’m 26 and spent a lot of nights taking care of my own needs, so
to speak. I was always happy with my own self as a partner. But
what I had as firecrackers, you made into atom bombs. I don’t
know what you did, how you made it all work. I feel like such a
woman now.”
“It wasn’t me, it was you. You made it all happen; you had all
that in you. I just let it out. You are such a passionate woman,
and I always thought that. But, let’s not analyze, just enjoy it.
We have lots of time to get to know each other. Just tell me you
have no regrets.”
“Mmmmmm, . . no regrets, I guess.”
“You have doubts?”
“The blowjob, it was a surprise.”
“Not a blowjob. You made love to me with your mouth; just like I
did to you. Nothing to be ashamed of. If it were a blowjob, I
wouldn’t have, nor would YOU have let it happen. It was
spontaneous, as it should be.” He said as he took her from the
bath into the bedroom.
“Let’s get some sleep. It’s 3:30 in the morning.” He said as he
opened his bed up and she slid in.
They nuzzled a few moments and then settled into a spoon, almost
and began to fall asleep.
She suddenly turned over to look him in the eyes.
“You had your thumb up my butt! What was that?”
“You let it in, I just touched you there. You didn’t complain.”
“I don’t know what to think of it. We’ll talk in the morning.”
When Joe awoke the next morning, it was actually afternoon. In
his sleepy daze he heard the clock strike one and he got up to
relieve himself. When he came back to the bed Shanna was stirring
and rolled back flat and turned her head to look at Joe.
“Was last night a dream?”
“It all depends, was it a good dream or a nightmare?”
“If it was a dream it was the best one I EVER had. Thank you for
being you Joe, and for being patient with me. We could never have
gotten to this point without your faith in me as a woman.”
“What point are we at?”
“We both think we have something special here, don’t we?”
“Yes we do.” Joe reassured her as he rolled into her to hug her.
“Can I ask you a personal question?” He wondered.
“Try me.”
“Do you have to pee, because if you do, go now. I want to make
love to you again.” He said with a sly grin.
Shanna made a cute face and threw off the covers and sped her
nude body into the bathroom. She returned and slid into the bed
and Joe moved to spoon her. His hand came over her body and held
her breast as he kissed her behind her ear.
“Draw your top leg up toward your chest.” He whispered in that
same ear.
As she drew up he pressed his cock to her split as her action
opened her up. He slid right in.
“Ohhhh, again you’ll make me crazy!” She sighed.
That was a Sunday morning and they never got dressed until the
Monday evening of the Holiday weekend when they finally left to
go out to dinner. She proved to be an imaginative lover for Joe,
making him happy in every way. He also used her body as an altar
of worship tasting and titillating both of her orifices while
driving her to numerous orgasms. On the Tuesday morning before
she left he was making her a special breakfast of homemade
buttermilk pancakes when she decided she wanted to please him by
getting a special appetizer of her own. As she knelt to fellate
him to orgasm, the pancakes burnt, but neither seemed to care
much.
They spoke daily for hours over the week as she tried to convince
him to come to New York for the weekend, if not the week.
Business would not allow him and the thought of that hubbub
didn’t excite him at all. Frustration built up between them, only
a few hundred miles apart, she not wanting to leave the security
of “home” and Joe not willing to leave his comfort to add stress
to the business life he was reluctantly involved in. Finally
after four weeks apart Joe came to New York for a week of
business. She told him she couldn’t live apart from him like this
any more, she needed to have him near. He couldn’t lie and tell
her that he might change. They parted on the best of terms with
just a hint of bitterness over each others stubbornness. On his
subsequent trip to New York, some 5 weeks later, he arranged a
date between her and his friend Joseph from The Four Seasons.
“. . . . . . . . . . .Shanna, Shanna, snap out of it! You’re
daydreaming.” Selena said as she caught her friend in a fog while
they finished their coffee. “I was telling you about Christmas
plans for this year and I don’t think you heard a word. You were
off in never-never land. What were you thinking about?”
“Oh, . . . . ummm, . . . nothing.” Shanna said lying as she
flushed and remembered her whirlwind romance with Joe.
“Tell me Selena, how did you ever convince Joe to move to New
York to be with you once you start full time at WSG?” Shanna
asked wondering what Selena did what she could not.
“He’s no longer really involved with Johnson Construction and he
can work the markets from here. We plan on going home as many
weekends as we can, and a lot of times he’ll be back there
Tuesdays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays when he gets bored or
frustrated with big city life. It wears on him. But, I think I
have what it takes to keep him here.” She said with a blush.
Shanna thought to what could have been if she had the situation
like Selena had, but she was in no way jealous or envious. Joseph
had been a fantastic lover and worshiped her. He also proved to
be a great provider and loving husband and father. Life’s little
twists and turns were strange and Shanna had rolled with the
punches well and hit a home run.
Chapter 48
The Monday after the Friday New Years should have been the
beginning of a fitting countdown to Selena's last two weeks of
winter break. Christmas had been her best ever, having her family
Christmas at "her" house. When they got back from Manhattan after
finishing her emergency fill-in for Charley Ford they decorated
the house and got a big tree and all new ornaments. She and Joe
cooked the whole meal for the 7 guests. There were her parents,
her Aunt Judy and Uncle Mac with their daughter Rhona and her
boyfriend Louis, and Shelley. Shelley was introduced as a
business associate who recently moved in the area and had no one.
There was no further reason to go into details. Shelley used good
sense and did not dress in her normal provocative fashion. Even
Rhona put her petty jealousies aside and let the day go without a
scene.
Selena had saved her special engagement gift for Joe for New
Years Eve. She gave him the watch at midnight to his over
whelming surprise.
Joe opened the watch and looked at the inscription on the back of
the silver shell.
"The day I met you I was blessed,
the day I fell in love with you
our hearts became our shelters,
our arms became our home.
What the eye saw, the heart chose
and I will thank God everyday.
I promise my love forever."
Selena knew it was corny but finding words to express what was in
her heart was difficult. In any event, it made Joe tear up and
hug her. He began to almost bawl hard when he whispered into her
ear.
"For all I've given in my life I've usually ended up with
heartbreak. This is the first token of heart I've ever gotten and
I'm so glad I got it from you. You won't regret your promise."
Joe said visibly moved as he hugged and squeezed Selena. He put
the watch on and barely took it off, only to bathe and sleep.
Jewelry and rings were not something Joe sought as flash or
trinkets. He was not into bling-bling. The watch was an
exception. If she had chosen the Rolex, he would have felt
different. This was more practical and made him very happy, and
he was certainly glad she did not choose a ring. He had a ring of
his fathers that he wore from time to time, but besides a wedding
ring, they held little interest for him.
This Monday morning gave Selena a mark on the calendar, two more
weeks of living with her love before she went back to dorm life
and concentrated on studies. As much as she was committed to the
total plan, there were times she thought it really stunk, but she
knew it was the right thing to do. Despite having her job all
set, there were still things she might learn as well as
applications of logic to be fitted into life's day to day
routine.
Joe was taking the last of the perishable ornamentals out to the
trash while Selena picked up inside when the phone rang.
It was Slim Beepo.
"Hiya sweetie, is your old man around?" He joked.
"Hi Slim. I put him to work taking out the Christmas tree. I know
you're at work, is this business?" She asked.
"Well, sort of. Have either of you seen or heard the Time
magazine cover story for this week?"
"No, not yet anyway. What is it?"
"Time leaked it over here and I imagine its spread over there as
well. It's the President elect and his plans for his first term.
Universal Health Care is the big thing and he's putting his wife
in charge of it. He claims there's already a 700 page guide to
instituting it. Speculation of health care and pharmaceuticals is
crazy. Over-reaction is NUTS. Time has excerpted some of the
health care tome and it's FULL of new laws, like going overseas
for medication or surgery is forbidden and punishable. I don't
know if the regular liberal press will run with it like they have
here, but with this hayseed is not even inaugurated he's got some
big ideas and really has no way to institute them. I don't have a
lot of time, but, bring up yesterdays Japanese numbers and check
this mornings opening quotes. There may be some wild-catting
here, and it's sure to spread."
Over-reaction with foolish results from self-appointed stock
mavens caused unwanted spikes and lows in what should be stable
buys. It was the bottom rung of speculation that WSG actually
came from. They assured investors to be patient with tried and
true winners and not cause domino effects with fads. It kept the
whole market safe for the wise investors.
Selena went on-line and started looking around at as if she were
in her office in Manhattan. Red flags flew in her head like wild
fire. She checked and rechecked sources and time tested checks
and balances and saw only trouble.
"SHIT!" She thought to herself, "How could he have written 700
pages of health care policy when he's not even President yet?
He's putting his wife in charge and she's not even elected! Good
people are going to lose money today if they sell on this
speculation. How could he be so short-sighted?"
Selena didn't like to think of herself as this important, but she
knew the team was ill prepared to handle a major onslaught with
Charley down. Major world-wide investors had inside line numbers
to "the five" looking for quick advice and guidance. That took
time from real detective work of location and discovery of where
trends started, which were real, which were coerced by outside
sources.
Joe wouldn't like it, but she was going to Manhattan today. She
called Amtrak and found a train leaving in 90 minutes. She was
packing her suitcase when Joe came back in.
He was obviously blindsided by seeing her packing as she
frantically explained the situation and how she felt she needed
to be there. She would never do this during classes, but she
could do it now, and with the commitment they had shown her, she
was compelled.
"See if you can get me a room, and if you can't, book me on a
train back tonight and one out for the morning. Do you think
you'll come with me, or wait till you see the situation? Should I
arrange a car to the office or just call a cab, I'd like to be
there by one or so to begin after lunch sessions." Selena ranted
on and on as she packed her case.
"WHOA! I can only do one thing at a time. I'll call Joseph and
see what he can do. I won't go today, but will probably be there
tomorrow once I see the situation." He said as he dialed Joseph.
Selena packed 4 outfits and all the other bare essentials for the
rest of the week, hoping she might not need to be there that
long. If she could be home by Saturday, she still had a week of R
and R before school. Her mind raced with things she needed to get
done before moving back to the dorm. That itself was a bone of
contention. After 5 weeks of sleeping with Joe every night, she
had to go back to being alone and her "other" life. Sure, she
could sneak out from time to time to be with Joe, but living
together made her happiest.
Joe came back in the room with his news but her mind raced and
she thought right away. "Damn, I have to call them to expect me.
I should call . . . . "
"THEY ALREADY KNOW!" Joe said to interrupt her.
"While I was making arrangements with Joseph the line beeped and
it was Trace. He hated to impose but wanted to know if you could
bail them out for a few days. He was impressed when I told him
you were packing and would be there after lunch. Joseph got you a
mini-suite on the fourth floor, it was all they had. He'll work
on getting you our regular accommodations, but he also knows we
don't know how long you'll be there. I told Trace that the latest
you could stay was Sunday after they put together the Sunday
Night Letter. He agreed and hoped you could be home before that,
but he WOULD like you to be in the first Sunday session when they
start up next week. He was kicking himself for not starting
yesterday instead. Ummm . . . I only need call Joseph with your
train number and he will have a car for you. The driver will have
a WSGG sign."
"It's the Empire, train 92 and gets there at 12:40." She filled
him in.
"Now I need to figure out if I'll join you. I'll be sleeping
alone enough after next week, but I want to get some stuff done
here too. I'm definitely not going to drive. I'll let Amtrak
worry about the weather. You know if it stays nice all day I can
get some stuff done here and take a 7 o'clock train in and be
there for 9:30 or so." Joe said checking his watch.
"That's about when I'll go to bed."
"Mmmmmm, I know. You got a problem with that?" He joked.
"No, not at all." She said with a smile.
Joe went over to her and hugged her tightly.
"Just how could I last a night without you next to me? It's one
thing when I know you're just across town, but down in the city?"
He whispered.
"How about after we move there in July? You won't be there every
night then."
"Yes, but you'll be in a secure apartment then. The Four Seasons
is secure, but there are still strangers able to roam the halls,
even ones staying there. In your apartment building you
practically need to leave a DNA sample to get it the front door."
He reminded her.
"I'll be OK. I have Joseph to keep an eye on me. It's getting
after 9 now so I should get going. You think you'll come down on
a 7 o'clock train?"
"Yes, unless the weather changes. I can finish winterizing the
outside, what I should have done back at the first week of
December. Let me drive you down and I'll take a cab tonight."
Joe drove her to the station and said their goodbyes knowing they
would be together tonight. Joe loved the fact that Selena had
taken the responsibility horns on this situation. He never
worried that she wasn't taking the situation seriously, but
wondered if she understood the gravity of it all, and apparently
she had.
Selena read the Wall Street Journal on the way, as well as an
online printing of WSGG's weekly mailing. She compared closing
numbers from overseas sessions and followed their pattern in
hopes of finding how the investors were thinking. She wanted
something to throw out at the after lunch brainstorming. Before
she knew it she was walking through Penn Station looking for her
driver. He was in the Amtrak waiting area and took her single bag
as she held her brief. He had the instructions to drop her at
WSGG and the bag with Joseph at The Four Seasons.
At precisely one o'clock she jogged up the steps and took the
door handle as Deneigh let her in.
"Welcome Miss Hanson they are just getting together." Deneigh
said as she handed her notes from the earlier meeting.
'Thank you Miss Myerson. Could I impose on you to scare me up a
bite? Nothing fancy, a bagel, a doughnut, a few rolled cold cuts
from lunch. I just need something in my stomach. I had coffee at
home and Joe and I were going to go to early lunch when I got the
call. I'm on empty and the Café Car was closed on the train. I'm
just nervous and my stomach is crawling." Selena said stopping to
implore her.
She hated to ask her things like this, but it was a rush all
morning.
"Sure, not a problem. I haven't wrapped up the platter yet. I'll
get you a coffee too." Deneigh said with a smile.
Selena walked into the board room and met the smiling faces of
her four "partners".
"Thanks for coming on such short notice Miss Hanson. I hope you
aren't on the spot at all as far as school work, or preparing. We
just need the extra . . . . " J Trace Fountain started to say.
"Not a problem, I totally understand. I was already coming when
you called." Selena said.
"Here is the situation as we see it," Ross Curran began.
Curran ran through the timeline of the early galley of the Time
story advance and saw the whole thing as conspiracy of story. Let
it hit the foreign press before the stateside press can spin it.
Everyone knew that the new president could propose what ever he
wanted, but to pass law he had to go through the law making
branches of government. Their objective was simple. Make it look
like anyone who opposed national healthcare look like someone who
would refuse treatment to the elderly, or children. When, in fact
their plan WOULD refuse some treatments to the elderly. Investors
who held stocks in the health care or pharmaceuticals industry,
having planned a safe secure retirement were getting panicky. The
president-elect and his wife knew the program wouldn't fly, but
they were trying to make the opposition look bad.
WSGG had to get out quick with a statement to tell investors to
keep the faith with dependable related stocks and warn if any
stocks that couldn't survive an early hit might actually go in
the dumper. It was a delicate situation, but by four o'clock they
had hammered out a statement to get on the financial news
channels and network sound bites.
By the time Selena was in front of the podium to read their
statement she had studied the buzzwords used in the TIME story
and was turning them around. She opened with a statement that
letting the federal government take over one seventh of the
nations economy was a risky proposition. She paused and looked
down, then up into the camera.
"One seventh on every dollar put into the economy by consumers,
will go back into government red tape to a system that has failed
in some countries. It's common knowledge that a plan to do this
on a state level seems more feasible, without federal
interruption. The Danish health care system is the best National
Healthcare system and is almost entirely tax funded, and
responsibly of services lies with the lowest possible
administrative level. Their system seems to work best, yet the
proposal, which has no chance of ever becoming law, does not
adopt any of the successful systems in use. It will also keep
lots of lawyers in business as it institutes more than 30 new
laws and statutes that put a heavier hand on the word "govern",
and keep in mind what I told you it entailed, ONE SEVENTH of our
total economy."
She went on to explain in detail how acting now would be foolish
with health related investments. By the time she finished the 3
minute, 45 second statement drawn up by all five current members,
it was apparent that they had done their homework and if those
with health care related stocks held fast they would continue to
see the growth they had expected. Selena added only one word that
was not written into her text. It was "powerplay". However in the
context she used it, it may have been the deciding turn the
statement took to do what they had sought to accomplish.
Although WSGG never sought to be political, they did see this as
a political trial balloon in a power grab attempt. When she
inserted the word "powerplay" all four other members took notice
of how she thought on her feet when the right thought hit her.
The statement did the job of calming investors and also neutered
the TIME story a bit by reminding people worldwide that without
the support of Congress and the Senate new laws had little chance
of enactment and that the government, already awash in red tape,
and many citizens already taxed to the hilt, didn't need the
burden of this proposal.
By Tuesday morning the WSGG group would be seen in every newscast
and pictured in every daily newspaper in the country. Although
the group frowned on individual members being featured in photos,
which is why the group always stood behind the speaker and no
cameras were allowed to the sides. Selena, however, was so
photogenic that many news organizations used her face in
close-up. She was becoming a mini-celebrity in financial circles.
By the time they wrapped the 4:00 pm news session it was 4:30 and
Selena was anxious to get back to her room. The day had been a
whirlwind and she had no Joe waiting for her to help her wind
down. She wanted to put on her t-shirt and sweat pants and lie
around and let herself catch up with the day.
When her cab pulled into the promenade at The Four Seasons she
was surprised to see Joseph still there. Even if he split a shift
he was gone by 4 and back at 6.
"Hello Joseph, working overtime?" She asked with a little grin.
"No, I wish. We're booked solid and there's a convention and we
all need to be here for check-ins."
Joseph leaned in to say some personal words. "Shanna and I
planned a night out tonight with her mother taking Shannon, but I
can't get out until 8 or so. Call her, she might like the
company, or invite her over."
Selena welcomed his words; she could use the company and perhaps
a drinking buddy for a while. She sped up to her mini-suite
anxious to see a different room than she was accustomed to. Much
smaller, but it had a bar. Joseph had stocked it with 3 bottles
of wine he knew were Joe and Selena favorites, all from Long
Island wineries.
Selena called Shanna as soon as she changed.
"Hey, I understand you're all set to party and no-one to party
with."
"Only until 8 o'clock and that's only if he doesn't come home
grouchy. Do you want to go out somewhere and have a drink?"
Shanna asked.
"Shanna, I've went all day on adrenaline and I have to decompress
in my tee and sweats. I have wine here and I can hi-jack a
platter of goodies from the kitchen, please come over." Selena
begged her,
"I'll be there in no time, I just have to let my Joe know."
"I'll tell him when I use him for my accomplice for the platter."
Selena laughed.
Selena called down to Joseph's pager and he called back within a
minute or two.
"Joseph, I hate to take advantage of you, but do you think you'll
see Jaime or Arturo? Joe isn't here to talk his talk, but you
know there's a $100 bill for one of them to divert a hors
d'oeuvre platter to this room." She said with a teasing lilt.
"Good Lord, she's a palm greaser, just like her husband to be."
Joseph said to no-one, thinking it was cute she was learning
Joe's ropes.
"I can call the kitchen and ask; that's all. If one of them is
not there, I can't help." Joseph said in a tone that acknowledged
he was busy as ever at the moment.
Selena unpacked her outfits for the next few days and hung them
in the closet and put her personal things away for the weeks
stay. Just as she finished a knock came to the door and she
peeped through the hole to see Shanna.
"Come in I'm just opening the wine. Red or white?" She asked as
they hugged and air kissed.
"Whatever you're drinking." She answered as they both heard a
knock on the door.
"That's our snacks." Selena said as she reached into the waist of
her sweats to produce the folded Benjamin.
"Hello Arturo, so nice to see you." She said as he rolled in a
cart with snacks and fresh fruit.
"Joseph said to be nice to Mr. Johnson's wife, and he's always
nice to me." Arturo said as she pressed the $100 bill into his
palm.
"Thank you Arturo, you've been more than kind. Mr. Johnson will
be here in a few hours and for the rest of the week. I'm sure
he'll look you up again." She said with a smile.
Selena and Shanna settled into the hot platter with the wine and
began to tell each other about their Holidays. When Selena
explained who Shelley was she was reminded of something.
"Oh God, Selena. I'm supposed to apologize to you. I guess I
embarrassed my Joe in front of you and Joe. Back when you stayed
at the house that night, the next morning Joe was talking about
pancakes, asking if he ever made them for me or us. I said I
remembered the pancakes because he burnt them because I had
gotten busy with him. My Joe said he was embarrassed because you
might not be aware of my relationship with Joe. I told my Joe
that you were aware, but he said you were jealous some times."
Shanna said.
"I used to be Shanna but that was when I thought Joe may have
slept with EVERY pretty woman in New York. I know he's true blue
and the reason I meet so MANY of his old girlfriends is because
he still goes to the same places and makes no attempt to hide
them from me. If there were anything for me to worry about, he
wouldn't be so open to see or meet them." Selena said waving off
her apology.
Shanna squirmed a bit thinking of that morning. She gave her
first start to finish, swallow it all and clean up your mess,
oral sex to any man. She toyed with it a bit all weekend, but she
wanted to show Joe how he would be treated if he was in The City
more. She had gotten up early to dress for travel and a later
meeting in Manhattan that day, not expecting Joe to be up. When
she came out of the bathroom all dressed he was in kitchen in
just pajama bottoms making pancakes. She said he looked good
enough to eat and the rest was history.
Using the food and wine to keep the spirit up, but trying not to
get too drunk, the girls chatted and compared Christmas notes for
a couple hours until Joseph called and said he was heading home
to shower and change. It was 7:45. He offered to take Selena with
them to dinner, but she insisted that Joe might take her out when
he got there. She knew that wasn't true, but she might plan on
serving him some of his favorites right there.
Selena cleaned up the remains of the snack and fruit platters and
stuffed them into the little fridge in her suite. She knew Joe
might snack on them when he got there, or would definitely hit
the fruit in the morning.
Shortly after eight the phone rang and it was Ross Curran.
"Good evening Selena. I just wanted to tell you how proud I am of
you, especially after watching you on all the news outlets
tonight. You carry yourself so well and command attention when
you speak. It's said that we brainiacs have natural communicative
skills and you are proof of that. Great job! Also, if the trend I
see in after hours trading continues and with our markets
tomorrow, you may be able to get out of here by Thursday. It
looks like the wild-catting has curtailed. I spoke with Slim a
few minutes ago, he says hello, by the way, and he sees a lull in
it."
"Ross, when do you think you might bring Slim aboard with us?"
She asked.
"Well, none of us think he would have a problem being approved
and are sort of waiting for him to give us the go ahead to start
making a move. He has to move back here first and would also have
to "intern" until you take your seat permanently. Our charter
calls for adding no more than one member per calendar year. We
never thought we would add members, but then again, most of us
never thought the Dow would go over 2000, so how smart are we?
But, in any event, ideally, he would get here by the fall and
ready to take his seat early next year. I have to tell you,
confidentially of course, that a couple of our partners think
that since he wants to move back here because of a failed love
interest, he may be a little flighty." Ross told her in
confidence.
"Well, I know that he planned to move back here in the first
place. He was going to move back to the States to marry this
woman he had the relationship with. This was no short affair.
They were engaged for quite a time, but I would say he didn't
know her as well as he should have." Selena told him, knowing the
situation more intimately than some.
"Really? He was going to move here anyway?"
"Yes, I'm sure of that. We had a few long conversations when he
was handling some issues for Joe and me."
"Well, that sheds some new light on things. I still really don't
think he'll have a problem if he wants to be with us bad enough.
When he leaves Nikkei he'll have offers from all over. You know
that what he does would be illegal in this country, right?" Ross
said.
"Mmmmmm it might be. To call it insider trading would be real
murky. He uses a lot of what we use and calls people who he
thinks will dump money into their market. I don't think he uses
any insider information. I take him to be a very honest man of
integrity." Selena said sticking up for her friend.
"Believe me Selena, if there were any major doubt about him, we
wouldn't even talk to him. He's clean. Our only real question is
personality and I think you've cleared some of the problems up.
Now you know our conversation here is private and confidential,
just you and I." Ross said, looking for assurance.
"Of course, I won't prejudice a thing. I wouldn't even talk to
Joe about this. If I have a say or vote on approval to our group,
I might have to recuse myself anyway. I know too many personal
things." Selena assured him.
"Let's cross that bridge when we come to it. I've taken enough of
your time tonight, but I'm glad we had this little talk." Ross
said ready to hang up.
"Whoa, look at the time. We've chattered for over an hour. Joe is
on his way and I expect him any time. Thanks Ross, it WAS a great
talk. Thanks. Good Night!"
Selena was happy that Ross had such confidence in her that he
could call her about things concerning WSGG. She had been just
beginning to feel the effects of the wine when he called and he
sobered her up by making her mind work. It was almost 9:30 and if
Joe's train was on time he would be there in a half hour or so.
Originally she planned on being in bed and having Joe wake her
when he came in, but now she was weighing being up and in
something sexy to greet him. She went through her suitcase and
found her sheer nightgown that didn't really hide much and
decided to greet him in that. Then a bright color in the pocket
of the case caught her eye. It was a hot pink velvet cinch bag,
not bigger than a tennis ball, if that big. It was a gag gift she
got back in Jamaica, it was two golf ball size containers that
held the top and the bottom to a near nothing bikini in the bag.
The bag was printed, "Show him who really has the balls." The tag
on the cinch string said "Dare to Wear."
With a little nasty grin she took the bag and took the balls out
and opened them. Mini was the word for this bikini, but she did
manage to get it on. The bottom was really small and gave her a
wicked camel toe in the front and the string went right up her
crack. The top she could adjust a bit to hold her boobs up, but
they barely covered her nipples and strained to hold the weight
of her breasts. She looked in the long mirror and decided she
looked positively wicked in it. She took it off and showered to
be squeaky clean and put her pert body back into it. If Joe's
train was on time and he was able to get a cab right away, he
couldn't be more than a few minutes away. She lowered all the
lights in the room and pulled the easy chair from the living area
into the entrance to the foyer. When he opened the door, she
would be sitting there in the teeny bikini.
Joe was glad his train got into Penn Station on time. The last
bustle from the rush was past as he took the escalator up to the
street. New York still looked festive from the Holidays and the
evening air glistened as each breath hit the sub-zero temps. He
was about to hail one of the waiting cabs when he saw The Four
Seasons shuttle there.
"Are you waiting for a specific party?" He asked hopefully.
"Well, sort of. We have a convention this week and the last of
the group was due in on the train from Washington."
"I got that train near Albany. Would you have room for one more,
I'm staying at The Seasons."
"Aren't you Johnson Construction?"
"Yes, I am. Well, do you have room?"
"Yes, a bellman is greeting the group and getting their bags, it
should only be a moment."
As the driver spoke the doors slid open behind them and a bellman
with a loaded hand cart had 4 men in suits with him. They all
looked travel weary with ties loosened. They all piled into the
van and they were off. It was 9:50 when the van swung into the
promenade at The Seasons. Joe was the first out and took his own
bag that he still carried. He thanked the driver and leaned in to
press a couple twenties into his palm.
"Oh no sir, this service is complimentary." The driver insisted.
"I'm just over 40, semi-retired and never have to work again if I
choose. Would you take advice from me about money?" Joe asked.
"Well certainly, you must have done a lot of things right."
"Never refuse an offer of cash if someone is willing to part with
it and give it to you." Joe said as he pressed the 2 twenty
dollar bills back into the driver's palm.
Joe waved off a bellman as he went through the revolving door and
headed for the desk to get a room key, and then to the elevators.
He fully expected to find Selena asleep after the rough day she
had. Well, she was indeed asleep, but also sitting in the chair
in front of him as soon as he opened the door.
The sound of the lock and latch working woke Selena from her
sleep.
"Oh shit, I wanted to be ready when you opened the door! Go out
and come back in again." Selena cried out, mad at herself for
falling asleep.
"You don't have to, I get the effect." Joe said dropping his bag.
"PLEASE, please, please, please!"
"OK, anything for my whiny Selena." He said as he turned back and
went out the door, only to reopen it.
There sat Selena, knees drawn up and 2 fingers inside her tight
skimpy bikini bottom.
"Where have you been so late?" she asked in a deep smoky voice.
"Dinner has been ready for hours and I've been keeping it warm."
Joe smiled at her cute sexiness and walked up to the chair and
reached for the hand in her bikini bottom. He slid it out and
took the two fingers into his mouth.
"Mmmmm, and its fixed just the way I like it." Joe said as he
dropped to his knees on front of the chair between her knees.
Selena's lower lip quivered in anticipation knowing what she was
in for. Joe bent and licked her belly button as his thumb traced
the crevice of the camel toe she was showing. His other hand
snuck up beside her hip and untied her bikini and pulled the side
down to reveal her pouty pussy. Her knuckles dug hard into the
arms of the chair as she pulled to push her bottom out over the
edge of the chair. She rose her legs more to open herself up to
Joe's mouth. Joe covered her pussy with his mouth and sucked hard
to split her open to reveal her clit. He bore the flat of his
tongue on that electric morsel and went to town. He licked her in
6 or 7 choppy licks before dropping down to the bottom of her
slit to lick up the juices she was oozing. He repeated the move
over and again until she squealed loudly and bore down as she
turned red and came. He repeated his licking again until she
burst again. As she recovered this time he dropped below her slit
to caress her asshole with his tongue. She sucked in hard and
moaned as he diddled with his tongue on her rear notch.
"Ohhh, JOEY, FUCK ME, FUCK ME!" She hollered impatiently.
Joe hadn't even opened his pants yet and she was begging for him.
He stood and took off his shirt and undid his pants while she
watched impatiently, holding her legs up. He shucked down his
boxers to reveal his cock already hard from her tease.
He put his knees on either side of her ass cheeks and sunk into
her pussy as she hissed loudly. Her hiss turned to moans as he
began to jack hammer in and out of her, much to her delight.
"Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, fuck, fuck, FUCK!" She shrieked as
her eyes rolled back in their sockets and she came again. Then
suddenly her eyes came back and focused on Joe's face.
"You make me so happy. I want to eat your cum. Cum in my mouth.
FUCK MY PUSSY AND CUM IN MY MOUTH!" She hollered out as she
spasmed again.
Joe could not hold on much longer, not having seen her so
spontaneously horny since Christmas. It was raw lust they shared
at the moment.
Joe felt himself ready to shoot and he stood up extracting
himself from her. Wordlessly he began to stroke himself as she
flopped her legs down and rolled up to a sitting position on the
edge of the seat. She fit her mouth over and around the head of
his cock as he stroked himself. A low groan escaped his mouth as
his balls tightened and his seed began to ride up his shaft.
Selena quickly swallowed as wads of his cum shot from his cock to
her mouth and her tongue did double duty on the head of his cock.
His low groan never ebbed as he stood and enjoyed her mouth
working on his spurting cock. Finally he could take no more and
stepped back from her, staggering to get his balance.
She stood from the chair to help him, but just fell into his
arms.
"Naughty little girl, I love you." He whispered as he steadied
himself.
"Let's walk to bed, baby," She said.
They got to the bed and both slid in. She snuggled up to him and
asked, "By the way, how was your trip?"
"Fine time to ask me that, after seducing me before even offering
dinner." He chided her kiddingly.
"Oh, I thought you ate quite well." She giggled.
"That bikini top is going to leave lines on your back if you
sleep in it, but it does make your boobs look even more
delicious." Joe said as he rolled towards her.
Selena reached for the clasp in the front and let her breasts
fall from the small garment. She sat up a bit and pulled it away,
"Delicious? It's getting a little late for delicious. I have to
work in the morning." Selena said as he lifted a leg over Joe and
rolled up onto him.
She dangled her breasts in his face and he played with his tongue
and mouth as she held his arms, not letting his hands fondle her.
She giggled, groaned and growled as his titty play stimulated
her. She finally had to press her chest tight to his to stop his
stimulation.
"I need you to fuck me again. I need you Joe." She whispered.
Joe knew he wasn't totally erect, so soon after his orgasm, but
he thought he had enough to get in her.
"Try me." He whispered back.
She reached under herself and took him by the tip and put it to
her pussy. The head fit in her wetness and she slid back a bit.
She used her vaginal muscles on him and sat up straight to push
him deeper. He felt his cock respond and push up into her. She
lay back over him and began to rut on him until her hips tired,
then he began to thrust in her. His feet firmly on the bed, she
held her self to be in line with his thrusts. She locked her eyes
to his as the glistened in the low light. Her face turned limp as
she turned red and he eyes seemed to glaze over. She was cumming,
and cumming hard. Joe felt a grip from her pussy before a splash
of fluid ran over him and onto his stomach.
"HaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaRRRRRRRRRRRRFFFFFFFGGGGGGG." She yelped
through gritted teeth before falling onto him.
While she tried to recover from her g-spot spasm Joe knew his
orgasm was close and reached down to hold the balls of her ass
and pump at her.
"No, no, no, no, no, I can't take any MORE! She whispered loudly
as she fell off him.
She took her hand and began to stroke him to help him get off.
Joe pressed his head back into the pillow and pounded his fists
into the bed, knowing his orgasm was near.
He panted loudly and grunted hard as his load came up his cock.
Just as it was about to erupt over her fingers she put her lips
to the tip of his and let it flow into her mouth. She was careful
not to suck it from him, he was so tender on a second spasm, but
she took it with a satisfying swallow before dropping her whole
mouth over him and lightly sucking him to the tip. She curled
back to her knees and then fell beside him.
"You sexy, sexy man. I love you forever. You make me so happy."
She whispered as he seemed to just fade into sleep.
Despite being short her regular sleep, Selena woke 2 minutes
ahead of the alarm and rushed to turn it off before it woke Joe
as well. She quietly showered and dressed and then sat beside the
bed and watched Joe sleep for a few minutes. She wanted to take
his face and kiss him over and over, but let him sleep instead.
She left a note on the bathroom mirror to call her at work. She
had so much to tell him as the night before had been all passion,
no talk. She almost skipped down the hall to the elevator, she
was so happy and content with all in her life.
She walked off the elevator and saw Joseph by the desk and went
over to get a Wall Street.
"Good morning Joseph, how was your night out last night?"
"Very nice Miss Hanson, thank you for asking. I don't have an
extra Wall Street today but there's one on the reading rack in
the breakfast lounge." Joseph said as Selena nodded and went
right to the lounge and found the unfettered newspaper there.
"Breakfast alone, Selena?", came a voice behind her.
She turned and it was Juliette.
"Oh good morning, Juliette. Yes, Joe is still asleep. I'm on my
way to work. I think I'll pick off the breakfast bar, but I need
coffee bad. What are you doing here so early?"
"I switched shifts to spend time with my son; it's his last day
of Christmas vacation." She said as she went to the coffee
station.
Juliette was the hostess, but she got Selena her coffee any way,
knowing how urgent it seemed, and saw she had only taken one
poached egg benedict and a few pieces of fruit.
"Here's your coffee carafe and enjoy. Congratulations on your
engagement." Juliette said.
"Word travels fast." Selena said with a smile.
"Joe has lots of friend's honey. There are a lot of women who
will be sorry he's out of circulation, I'm sure." Juliette said
as she patted her hand.
"That's what I'm finding out every day, but it doesn't bother me
anymore."
"That's smart of you because if there is one thing that Joe is,
is true. Plus he knows how to treat a woman and make her happy."
Juliette said as she blushed.
"I wasn't a one night stand with Joe. We saw each other for a few
months, but couldn't get over a few little things and we never
worked out." Juliette told her.
"I'm making you uncomfortable, and I don't mean to. Please
forgive me."
"No, you're fine." Selena said, almost feeling sorry for her.
"Enjoy your breakfast, it's on me." Juliette said with a lump in
her throat as she walked away.
Selena didn't know what to make of the whole situation, only that
Juliette hadn't been with Joe for 18 years or so, and still rued
their break-up. It sounded like she was the cause, although it
was a mutual break-up.
Selena finished her breakfast and made her way through the lobby
to check the weather and saw Joseph at the revolving doors.
"What do you think, is it good enough to walk today?"
"It's very cold, but the sun is out. If you stay on the sunny
side it might be OK, or I can get you a lift." Joseph said as he
looked out over the outside.
"I think I'll walk. I have 15 minutes." Selena said as she
buttoned up her coat and wound her scarf around her neck. She
pulled on her gloves and put her brief under her arm, rather than
carry it by the handle. She felt safer than way. Her small purse
was around her neck, under her coat.
The morning air made her feel jubilant as she walked in almost a
march against the cold breeze that froze her face. She felt like
every eye on the street was on her and they were saying "there
she is, that girl who's in love more than any woman ever. There
she is. I wish I was her." Although she was always content in her
relationship with Joe, there were always lagging doubts because
many of the women who had wanted him were still close. Whether it
was the ring, or the way the ring made her feel, or just female
maturity, she no longer felt those doubts. She was proud, she was
happy and she was in love.
As she pounded up the steps of WSGG she heard the click of the
lock as Deneigh let her in.
"Good morning Deneigh. Wow, I just had a brisk walk in the cold
and it really woke me up and made me feel alive."
Deneigh looked side to side as is if to check is someone was
there, saying "I bet Joe getting to town last night had a little
to do with it too."
"Didn't hurt." Selena said with a blush as she reached for the
door to the inner offices.
"Ummm, Selena can we talk a second." Deneigh said to beckon her
back.
"Sure what's up?"
"Just a friendly observation from the video that got played ad
infinitum on the TV last night; I've always thought you were
quite beautiful, but you had to dress a little stiff to avoid
coming off as a teenager."
"It's not a secret that I look like a high school kid, so I have
to compensate."
"No, I know," Deneigh countered, "It's that seeing you so many
times in close-up on the TV, your face is taking on a new
maturity. Not that you look older, you really look like a woman
now. Something about the grace in your cheekbones that's more
pronounced. I was in cosmetology school nights for a long time so
I would have a back up career, and your face has those classic
lines and they are just becoming pronounced. I think it made your
statement come across more authoritive, forceful. You read from
the prompter so well, just everything! You are the change this
place needed. You've made working here a joy again, and I get
more respect from the five too. I'm not just "good ol' Deneigh"
anymore. Thank you!"
Selena blushed at her kind words and touched her arm over the
counter and smiled. She didn't know what to say so she just
smiled and nodded before turning to go into the "inner sanctum".
She went to her office and sat at her desk and took out a small
mirror to look at her face. With her responsibilities and
commitments in life she no longer felt like a kid and maybe
Deneigh was right, maybe she didn't look like one, at least as
much, any more. She thought about her active sexual life and
wondered if that was making her more of a woman. Then the naughty
little devil within her wondered if her hunger for Joe's sex and
the protein in it helped the transformation. She leaned back in
her chair and thought over Deneigh's words, and the thoughts
Juliette had shared, and the fact she had been thoroughly fucked
twice last night and drank from the fountain of her lover twice.
Her life was good. Within a week she would be back in school to
finish the shine she needed to make everything perfect in her job
and her position in life. She had one semester left to be
carefree about life, while staying serious about school, before
she and Joe started their journey into a blissful life together
for each other.
Her reverie was interrupted by the sound of others coming in.
"Good morning Miss Hanson." Ross Curran said as he popped his
head in.
"I think we should all meet together right away, 9:15, OK?"
"Not a problem, Mr. Curran." She said as she got up and closed
her door.
Selena went through her usual morning checks and immediately saw
the reason he wanted to meet. The heavily sold indicator stocks
that shocked the pharmaceutical and health care related numbers
were all back, at least overseas. After hours numbers in the US
didn't reflect the total bounce, but the first two hours of
trading would give a better picture. The morning updates of the
financial channels all screamed the bounce-back and the calming
of the selling. WSGG was mentioned in each of the stories,
accompanied by a small clip which would probably become network
stock piece when mentioning WSGG. It was Selena speaking while
gesturing as the other members stood behind. Selena wasn't sure
if she liked the notoriety.
The morning meeting and the day went smooth. The markets and the
stocks that were questionable seemed to have calmed after a wild
cat run based on false speculation. While the prospect of a
national health care system seemed good on paper, the red tape
reality and litigious nature of the institution of it showed how
unlikely the success of it would be. While the press screamed
"free health care for all under new president", sounder minds,
like those at WSGG pointed out the realities of putting one
seventh of the US economy in the hands of the government. They
also pointed out the foolishness of wildcat speculating of the
investments you planned your whole future on based on a news
story. With quiet confidence the group at WSGG felt the emergency
was over. The long lists of call backs and hand holding had
stopped and things seemed "business as usual" by the end of
Tuesday trading. Overnight numbers might tell a better story with
input from overseas markets. Selena began to look forward to
going home as early as Wednesday night.
In the meantime back in their suite Joe had slept until 11
o'clock. He woke rested and a bit dazed by the late hour. He
quickly showered in hopes of getting downstairs by 11:30 before
they closed breakfast in the café room and opened the lunch
atrium. He really just wanted a coffee and a pastry, or a Belgian
waffle; something light to hold him for a two o'clock lunch
appointment he hastily arranged Monday afternoon with a Trade
Union rep to OK the health insurance proviso of the ownership
transfer.
As he sped across the lobby he saw Juliette rushing the other way
in her coat.
"Hey Jules, any chance that . . . . "
"Sorry Joe, I'm off in a rush my self. Did you hear your page?"
She asked.
"Page?"
"Yes, white phone."
Joe took the call and as he talked he saw the breakfast cafe was
closed as he sighed an agreement to the caller. Knowing he may
have to go elsewhere to get his coffee he went out into the brisk
air.
Juliette was waiting for a cab with her 14 year old son out
front.
"Miss your call? . . . .Joe Johnson?" Juliette called out.
"No, I got it. My afternoon appointment was cancelled. My day is
shot." He said disgustedly.
"I'm taking my son ice skating at Rockefeller Plaza on his last
day of Christmas vacation. Why don't you go with us? I know you
skate, you've brought me there." She said with a smile. "You
might even meet my husband, he may join us later."
"No thanks, Jules, I'm not dressed for it and I don't have
skates, at least with me."
"If you want to change for being outside we can wait. You can
rent skates there, which is what we do." She offered.
Joe thought quickly that his knees have been good and it did
sound like a great way to pass the afternoon.
"If you can wait, I'll go change. For some reason it sounds like
fun and I haven't done anything impetuous in a long time." Joe
said as he turned on his heels and went back into the hotel.
He put on leather gloves and a scarf with a sweater to go under
his topcoat. He called WSGG to tell Selena about his plans, but
the group had gone to lunch together, a rarity, across the
street. Joe asked Deneigh for Selena's voice mail and left a
detailed message.
In the matter of a few minutes the three, Juliette, Joe and 14
year old Michael, were off to skate.
As soon as they got to Rockefeller Center Juliette's husband Mike
found them. He was there on his lunch and was glad to meet Joe,
whom he had heard so much about. Mike didn't have the time to
skate as he had to get back to his office soon, but he wanted to
watch his wife and son.
In the matter of a few minutes Joe was on the ice with Jules and
Michael. Although he hadn't skated in years, it felt good to
glide as he once did when he was younger. Memories shot back to
when he and Juliette spent many hours in the shadow of Thirty
Rock skating, talking and falling in love. He remembered taking
her to Lake George for Winter Carnival where they skated on the
lake and watch the different events together. It seemed ironic
now that the reason for their break-up was their age difference
of 13 years or so; he and Selena were almost twenty years part.
When he and Jules talked of marriage she always talked of having
children right away since she was past 30. That scared Joe and
was the first pole in their relationship tent to fall.
After the three of them got their ice legs Juliette and Michael
took hands for a tandem skate and Michael insisted Joe take his
hand for a 3 man tandem. After 2 slow laps they stopped to watch
a couple at center ice putting on a show of sorts with axles,
tosses and spins. Young Michael took both of their hands and led
them around again, this time picking up speed. On the third turn
as the outside person, Joe, had to pivot a bit so as not to
"whip" Joe heard a sound like a hundred knuckles cracking as pain
shot through his knee and he went down and slid into the dasher,
back first. Joe sat in a lump at first and then reached out to
grab his right knee. As he did pain shot up his back and the knee
became excruciating as he tried to bend it to stand up.
While injuries were not the norm at The Plaza, New York did staff
an EMT crew all during public skating hours.
"No, no, no, stay down sir!" A burly EMT yelled as he trotted
across the ice toward him with a younger girl closely behind him.
Joe let the air out of his attempt to stand and slumped back into
the dasher.
"SHIT! How did I let this happen?" Joe shouted to himself.
Juliette knelt beside him knowing he was upset and tried to calm
him, asking him not to get excited, holding his hand and briefly
hugging her face to his.
"Sir, does that knee have a history?"
"Yes, it's been torn a few times and trimmed out a few times,
arthritis, ahhh . . . the whole mess." He said disgustedly.
While the young girl rolled up his pant leg, the burly fellow
began unlacing the skates. The girl placed her little fingers in
and around the knee joint and asked Joe to flex it if he could.
"Just a hunch, but I can't feel the whole posterior horn, but you
may have had that cut up before. You shouldn't be in this much
pain though. I want to immobilize you and get ice in there. You
may have torn one of the cruciate muscles, anterior or posterior.
I'm seeing that kind of pain here. You're hunching your shoulders
like your back hurts, problem there? Be honest, I'm taking you to
Lenox Hill anyway." The little firecracker said as she gave Joe
the once over with her eyes.
"YES, god dammit, my lower back went into the wall here but . . "
"Sir, I'm going to board you and immobilize the leg. Is this your
wife?" She asked looking at Juliette.
"No, just a good friend. I can call my fiance." Joe said.
"Joe, I'll get Mike to take Michael. I'll ride with you and stay
until Selena comes." Juliette said.
"Don't be silly, I don't want to ruin his last day of vacation."
"It's priorities Joe. I'm NOT leaving you alone. Let me go talk
to Mike while they prepare you." Jules said.
A few minutes later Joe was being put on a stretcher when Jules
came back.
"Both Michael and Mike insisted I go with you until Selena comes.
Mike knows how special you are to me." Juliette said as they
lifted the stretcher and its wheels snapped into place to easily
roll him to the ambulance.
"Lenox Hill Hospital is four learning and specialty hospitals in
one and Orthopedic Surgery/Sports Medicine is one of their
centers of excellence and you could not be in better hands." The
young little female attendant told him as she helped secure the
stretcher in place and showed Juliette where to sit.
She pulled two large frozen gel mats from a freezer compartment.
"Before I get these on you to stop swelling, can you try to move
it again? I know you're restrained, but just try." She asked him.
Joe winced in deep pain as she put the icy gel mats on his knee.
"I think you have a substantial knee injury here, I hope I'm
wrong, but I'm pretty good with these and that's why I want to
get you a hospital right away." She said before she got on the
phone with the hospital to prepare for his arrival.
Juliette had been holding his hand and she looked at Joe to see
he looked scared.
"Don't worry Joe, they'll fix you." Juliette said as she leaned
to kiss him on the cheek. "Now what is Selena's number at work?
I'll call her as soon as we get to the hospital."
Joe told her the number as he laid and thought about how this
could screw up all their plans. His mind raced as he wondered if
he ended up crippled if Selena might opt for a younger healthier
man. He looked at Juliette and wondered if maybe he made a
mistake some 18 years ago. He was mad at himself for the second
guessing, not realizing he may be going into shock and the mind
does crazy things in that state.
They got to the hospital and Joe was rushed into a triage for
evaluation and Juliette went to the phone.
She had a bit of hard time getting past Deneigh, but succeeded as
Selena's phone rang.
"Selena, this is Juliette. Our skating afternoon went bad this
afternoon and Joe has hurt his leg pretty bad. I'm at the
hospital with him and . . . . "
"IS HE OK? WHAT HOSPITAL?"
"Selena calm down, it's not life threatening. It's his right knee
and maybe his back, but they think just his knee is serious. Now
write this down and stay calm,OK? He's at Lenox Hill Hospital,
the Orthopedic Surgery/Sports Medicine emergency and triage. I'll
wait here for you." Juliette told her to try and keep her calm.
Selena picked up her intercom and called Ross Curran to explain
quickly. He told her to get ready and he would arrange a car for
her immediately. Selena wanted to just hail a cab but Ross
insisted that he get her the car, it would be faster and safer.
True to his word, in just a few minutes a gray Mercury pulled up
and before the driver could get out Selena was down the steps to
the car telling the driver where she needed to go.
It only took a few minutes, less than ten, for Selena to arrive
at the hospital and make her way into the emergency waiting room.
There must have been 50 people there but she saw Juliette
immediately.
"They just took him for some imaging, some sort of scan or MRI.
They'll put him in an evaluation area when he's done while they
decide if he stays or goes. We can see him then." Juliette filled
her in.
She explained how it happened and told her what the young EMT had
said. As she spoke an intern or nurse in scrubs came out and told
Juliette that he could bring her to him now.
She and Selena were led through a couple doors and up one floor
on a freight-like elevator. There was a room with 4 or 5 gurneys
there with people, some in street clothes laid out with leg or
back injuries. Selena saw Joe and ran to his side.
She saw his eyes and knew he had been given pain killers. She
held his hand and kissed him, leaning to whisper.
"I love you and I'm here for you. We'll get this all taken care
of."
Joe just smiled and was obviously a bit out of it. They had given
him something to keep him still for the MRI of his knee and to
stop spasms he was having in his back. The intern insisted it was
something that wouldn't last too long.
Joe laid out a bit dazed but lucid enough to listen as the women
talked. Jules went into greater detail of how it happened and
wondered out loud if her husband and son had arrived yet. Mike
had to go to his office to tie a few loose ends. Selena was more
worried than she showed, but was comforted that Joe felt no pain
at the time. She worried what his recovery might be, how it would
dove tail with her school, she was letting things spiral a bit on
her before she caught herself.
"If Joe could read my mind right now he would be pissed off to no
end for not putting things in perspective. Now calm yourself down
and let things fall into place and deal with them." She told
herself. It had been about 40 minutes since they took the images
of his knee and she hoped the radiologist had looked at the
results. She no more thought about the radiologist when he came
into the room.
"Hello Mr. Johnson, are you comfortable?" (Joe nodded.)
"Do you know where you are?"
"Lenox Hill Ortho. I'm a little foggy, but I'm with it."
"OK, here it is. You have a complex posterior horn meniscal tear,
and it's quite severe. I also think you've strained or partially
torn the posterior cruciate muscle that runs through your knee.
It's all complicated by arthritis. I would recommend you have it
repaired by arthroscopy as soon as possible. Dr. Wilfred Canseca
is the best we have on call and can do it tomorrow morning." He
explained.
"I've heard of him, but is William Payne available? He's done my
knees before and I see him every few months." Joe asked.
"Dr. Payne usually just teaches here with ortho interns through
Columbia-Presbyterian. His practice is in Clifton Park, New
York."
"I know, that's where I see him. He's operated at Albany Medical
Center for me."
"I can check to see if he's due here anytime soon, but Dr.
Canseca has great credentials."
"That may be, but if my own surgeon were in town, wouldn't I be
smart to have him do the operation?"
"Yes, I suppose so" The radiologist agreed.
As soon as Joe became a little testy with the radiologist Selena
left the room, saying she had to visit the ladies room. After the
radiologist left only Juliette was with Joe and he was thanking
her for staying with him.
"I know I'm a little out of it, but I'm a little used to the
vicodin or what ever they gave me. I just want you to know that
you are just as sweet as ever and I appreciate all you've done.
We had some silly differences when we were together, but I've
always loved you and saw you as someone special in my life."
"I know," Juliette said as a tear formed in her eye and a choke
in her throat. "I feel the same about you, that's why I'm here.
My Mike knows all about us and how close we came to making it
permanent. I spoke of you often. He's the greatest thing to ever
happen to me, after we split. He gave me the son I always wanted
and he treats me like a queen. I'm so happy you found Selena."
She said as she kissed his hand just below where the IV was
attached.
She just sat back into the chair to bask in their glow of mutual
admiration when the door swung open with Selena broadly smiling.
"Dr. William Payne will be here on Thursday to perform the
arthroscopy on your knee and look at your back." She beamed.
"The radiologist arranged that already? He must . . . "
"NO! I DID IT. I called his office, got past his secretary and
spoke with him. He has a conference in Mineola on Thursday
afternoon and is coming here to work with interns on Friday and
Saturday. He's calling the radiologist and Dr. Canseca to consult
and get pictures faxed to his office. Oh, and he says you should
have known better than to ice skate, hahaha."
"Oh fuck him." Joe laughed as he fell back into the pillow.
"I'm going to nap for a second here. Whatever they added to the
drip is knocking the shit out of me." Joe said just as Mike and
Michael walked in the room.
"The nurse says there's too many in here already, but she let us
in to say hello and get Julie." Mike said as he held a hand on
Michaels shoulder.
"I hope you feel better Mr. Johnson. Sorry I tried to go so
fast." Michael said.
"First off you were brought up well to call me Mr. Johnson, but
please call me Joe. Secondly, I didn't have to hang on when you
sped up, I chose to. I don't blame you, even a little bit. Tell
you what, sometime in the summer the three of you come upstate to
visit us and we can swim in my pool and I'll show you around."
Joe said groggily.
"I'd like that; can we do that, Dad? . . . Mom?"
"Sure we can." Mike said, "But first we have to let them fix
Joe's knee, so we better go."
After hugs, kisses and a couple handshakes they were on their
way.
The room stayed quiet with Joe and Selena alone. Joe was fading a
bit, but his mind reeled.
"I've fucked it up, huh? This is the great time I can show you as
I get older." Joe said disgustedly.
Before Selena could react a nurse came into the room.
"Good afternoon Mr. Johnson. They have your room ready on nine.
The orderly will be down in the next few minutes. Besides the
clothes you wore did you have a briefcase or packages with you?"
"Uhh . . NO. They're admitting me? I thought the scheduled
surgery for Thursday. Why would I have to stay tonight?"
The nurse looked down at the computer printout she had on her
clipboard.
"Dr. Payne wants nuclear enhanced pictures of your spine, kidneys
and knee."
"KIDNEYS?" Both Joe and Selena exclaimed.
"You sustained a trauma to the back and that can jostle the
kidneys which bruise easily. If you end up with a kidney
infection the results could be fatal during anesthesia. So,
anyway, all the nourishment you'll have until then will be in
that bottle." She said pointing to the IV drip.
The nurse turned on her heel and was out of the room in a flash.
"Fuck." He sighed under his breath.
"You should just go home and I'll call you when I can play again,
if I can play again." Joe said falling back into the pillow ready
to let the drip take him away.
Selena leaned over his face and took her fingers to his chin to
be sure he was looking at her.
"If that was me saying that I would be getting my ass reddened
right now and don't think I won't forget to make this up to you.
I LOVE YOU and nothing will change that. If they take both of
your legs off I will take care of you for the rest of my life,
God-damnedmit. I love you and nothing, do you hear me? NOTHING
will change that! Stop this old man talk right now. You should
hear yourself."
Joe appeared to hear what she said but he slipped into a drug
induced sleep as an orderly and nurse came in to get him.
"Miss, you should go now. Your father will sleep for a while now.
Its best he rests his back to be sure there's no inflammation.
He'll get his nourishment and we'll keep him down until after the
tests tomorrow." The nurse said.
Selena was about to take her frustrations out on the nurse.
"Listen, I'll stay as long as I like, and he is NOT MY FATHER.
HE'S MY FIANCE! I can't believe how insensitive you've been to
me. What room is he going to?" She demanded.
"I'm very sorry ma'am. 9102 ma'am. Yes you can stay as long as
you wish. Why don't you ride up with us ma'am?" The nurse said
turning very polite all of a sudden.
The orderly wheeled Joe's bed into the hall and down a few feet
to the elevator. When they finally got to 9102 the floor nurse
was inventorying Joe's belongings.
Selena looked to make sure his silver watch, his wallet and keys
were all there along with his clothes.
"Are you Selena? A Juliette called and said she had his shoes. I
guess he came in with skates on. She picked up the skates."
"Ummmm, OK. I guess I understand." Selena said a little confused
as she took a seat beside Joe and held his hand.
He stayed out for all the time she was there. A nurse explained
that he was being treated like a trauma victim to make sure he
didn't upset any discs in his back in case there was any damage.
She verified that he could move all of his extremities and there
was likely little problem.
Around 7 o'clock there was a knock at the door and Joseph came
in. He and Selena hugged and Selena cried, the day taking the
toll on her.
"Come on. Let me take you back to the hotel. Juliette told me you
might stay all night. That's crazy. He won't even know you're
here for the most part. They'll only wake him to take his temp,
relieve himself and have him drink water. Be here after he comes
back from the tests and he'll appreciate that." Joseph said as he
gathered her coat for her.
Quietly she put on her coat and left with Joseph. She stopped at
the nurses station to tell them "You know, I'm all he has. He has
no real relatives besides an aunt or uncle. I'm his fiancé and if
there is anything you aren't telling me there will be hell to
pay."
The nurse looked up and her face brightened when she saw Selena.
"You're the stock market lady, from the TV from WSG. Why are you
thinking we aren't telling you something?"
"He's being held over night under sedation like he had some sort
of attack, or something. Is he alright?" Selena said welling up
with tears.
The nurse took Selena by the arm to a small waiting area and
asked Joseph to wait outside the door.
"Mr. Johnson has a severe knee injury that should be operated on
as soon as possible. Until then he should keep it immobile and
non weight bearing. If he should try to even go a short distance
he would be in a lot of pain and could make it worse. He's very
lucky that the leg has been splinted or restricted almost since
the injury happened. He chose to wait 24 extra hours to have Dr.
Payne do the surgery and that's his choice. Dr. Payne has told us
he has a history of back problems and would like to keep him from
moving until he sees a scan. The best way to do this is to sedate
him, especially so soon after the trauma. He may have suffered a
little shock and that releases many endorphins into the
bloodstream as the body struggles to fix itself and relief its
own pain. This could cause him to think he is fine and try to get
up. Your husband is just as you have been presented.
(then whispering) I know he's not your husband yet but we've
listed you that way at his request when he was admitted, Dr.
Payne called and told us the same thing and the person who
assisted him when he got here, a Juliette Carson," she said
looking to her patient info sheet, "has since called and told us.
We understand the situation."
Selena smiled in relief at the words the nurse had for her. For
the first time she felt a little compassion for her situation.
The pangs she felt that she was being kept out of the loop were
gone now. She could leave with a clear mind.
Joseph took her by the arm and they walked past the nurses'
station just as a young girl with flowers was asking what room
Joe Johnson was in. The girl was young and very well put
together, just very tiny. Her tank top and tight jeans held
little mystery to her body.
"Who is asking for Joe Johnson?" Selena asked politely.
"Oh hi, I'm Sandra. I'm the EMT who got your Dad stabilized,
ready and brought him here this afternoon from 30 Rock. I noticed
he wasn't wearing a ring and he said he wasn't married. Your Dad
is hot, I just thought I would see how he was doing." Sandra said
with a bright smile.
Selena's happy demeanor changed quickly.
"He's not my Dad, he's my fiancé, you little tramp. If you want
to see how fast I can make you lose you job, try me. Don't let me
see you on this floor again." Selena said through gritted teeth.
Just the fact that she was in a hospital kept her from lashing
out loudly at the girl.
"I'm sorry I didn't know. I was just . . . "
"GET OUT NOW, and I will have our name from the hospital report,
so stay away!" Selena said as the girl quickly made an exit,
leaving her flowers behind.
Three of the nurses looked at each other from behind the station
and then clapped.
"Good for you, I'll bet that felt good!" One said.
"Don't worry, we'll keep an eye on him. She won't be back."
Another said.
A half hour later she was going up the elevator to her room on
the fourth floor of The Four Seasons. Joseph called to say that
Shanna was on her way with dinner for her, and could provide an
ear if she wanted to talk.
Selena slipped into her night wear of T-shirt and sweat pants and
poured a glass of wine when she heard Shanna knock.
Shanna came in with home made macaroni and cheese, pork chop and
applesauce.
"Sorry, this is all we had left from dinner; I wish I had a green
for you." Shanna said as she laid out dinner on the bar and sat
next to Selena.
"Oh, this is fine. Three things I love and I am hungry. You and
Joseph are the best. He was sweet to come down and get me."
Selena said touching Shanna's hands in appreciation.
"Juliette called him during dinner and told him they might have
to pry you away. My Joe tells me that you got the whole lowdown
on everything?" Shanna asked.
"Yes, I finally found someone to talk to me like I was a woman in
love with the man. They all keep referring to him as my father.
Thank God I don't own a gun. Grrrrr." She said with a laugh.
"You see, I can't picture that. I guess it's because I know you
both so well and already one equals the other. Believe me, you
look like a woman, not a kid and the way you two look at each
other, just walking down the street, it's obvious he's NOT your
father." Shanna assured her.
"God, I feel like a woman with the weight of the world on her
shoulders right now. It's the first time I really have to take
care of him. I don't want to fuck up." She said sipping her wine
and taking a fork to start eating.
"You'll be fine. It just comes natural with someone you love so
much. He'll be so proud of you. You need him, but I don't think
you know how much he needs you. I'll bet you get a call from him
the first time they wake him up tonight." Shanna said.
"Sleeping alone is something I have to get used to anyway, with
my last semester of school coming up. I live in the dorm to be
sure I keep my mind on studying and not other things." She said
rolling her eyes.
"Ooooo, the old sex diet. That can't come from Joe, or is it?"
"Well partly from Joe, but mostly from my Dad; who I still have
to call and fill in. They want to be sure I keep my grades up,
and it's been pretty smart. Once I get engrossed in studying, I'm
pretty much that engrossed. I've gone 9 or 10 days straight
without seeing Joe, but mostly just from Sunday night until
Friday.
Yeah, the "no sex diet" will be the case for a while now, I'll
bet." Selena said with a self deprecating tone.
"You two will find a way to get happy. I would have faith in
Joe." Shanna said with a knowing smile.
Selena blushed and then laughed. "We had enough last night to
hold us for a few days. We must have known something."
The two sat and talked for more than an hour as Selena ate, drank
her wine and relaxed. She was happy that Joseph saw she would
need and want the company. Once Shanna left she called her Mom
and filled her in on what had happened and they, of course,
volunteered to do anything to help out. She told them that unless
there were any complications or hidden injuries, they should be
home on Friday.
At 10 o'clock she decided to go to bed and secured the room, set
the alarm, shucked her clothes and slipped into bed. The cool
sheets on her bare nipples were an instant reminder of the little
pleasures she might have to do without for a short while. She
laid thinking about Joe and sought to hug his pillow in hopes she
might smell him on it, even if he only used it one night. She
rolled to her side and slid the pillow down to hug and smell it.
Sure enough she smelled him but hugging the cool pillow to her
breasts titillated her again. She felt a responsatory tingle
right down to her clit and she fell to her back and slid her
fingers over her breasts. She ran her fingers over the generous
handful of each booby she had until she circled the nipple with
her fingers. Both hands slid down her smooth stomach, past her
belly button to the folds of her pussy.
"Oh Joey!" She moaned out loud. "Don't get mad if I do this, I
really need it right now."
With one hand she took the bottom of her sex with her middle
finger tip and the thumb of the same hand just above her little
pink hood and she squeezed. She felt her clit pop from its fold
and she quickly took the middle 3 fingers of her other hand to
rub her clit and around. She swooned as she rubbed her clit and
used her other hand to push her thumb inside her honey pot while
her fingers teased her asshole. It took little time to raise her
sexual temperature to bursting. As she was about to cum she
pulled her thumb from her pussy and sucked it, tasting the
familiar flavor of herself, but wishing it was accompanied by the
taste of Joe's cock and cum she loved so. The sensory reminder
brought her to a second orgasm quickly as her legs went straight
up and flailed for a moment before she collapsed them on the bed
as she exhaled deeply in appreciation of her own tension relief.
She lay in that stupored state for what she thought was 3 or 4
minutes not wanting to move to pull up the covers yet. Just as
she was ready to do that the phone rang and she glanced at the
clock, "11:00, could this be Joe?" She wondered aloud.
"Hello, Joe?"
"Do you have other lovers who call you this late?" A tired voice,
obviously Joe's, came across the line.
"Oh God, I was just thinking of you." Selena said as she began to
cry.
"Please don't cry; everything will be OK. I've had about an hour
here before they come and hit my IV again and re-ice my leg.
They've elevated it a bit and the swelling is down. They gave me
some water with ice and a bottle to pee in. The nurse said she
would help me with it, if I couldn't maneuver it. Her hands
didn't look as soft as yours, so I did it myself." He said with a
weak chuckle.
"You tell her that's MINE." She laughed through her tears.
"Don't worry honey. You're my only baby, you know that. They tell
me I'll be back in my room tomorrow after one o'clock or so. Will
you be here then? As long as there are no problems I'll be able
to lose this IV bottle and eat then. I can have dinner too, but
then have to fast 12 hours before surgery. Dr. Payne is coming in
tomorrow night to see me and, . . and, . . God, I love you so
much! I'm sorry I said those things before. I know you're here
with me forever. You can whip my ass later. Uh oh, here comes the
nurse. She was nice and got me the phone." Joe said as Selena
heard a little laugh in the background.
"She's got a needle on a tray for me and she's disengaging me
from my pee bottle." Joe said trying to sound desperate in jest.
"Maybe you want a catheter?" Selena heard her chuckle and say in
the background.
"Jesus, No." Joe answered quickly.
"OK, I'm off to beddy-bye and she has to take the phone. I love
you and will look for you when I come back upstairs tomorrow."
Joe said to sign off.
"I love you and will think of you every second." She said as he
hung up.
Knowing he was in better spirits and in good hands Selena was
able to fall asleep quickly.
Chapter 49
Waking Wednesday morning the last thing Selena wanted to do was
go to work, but she figured it might be the only way she could
pass the time until Joe came back up from his tests. She had
already informed Ross Curran that she would be leaving early. He,
in turn, informed her that if she were there as a full time
member, as she would be after July, this would not be a serious
enough situation to lose a member over in peak trading times. She
knew she was required to always be fully informed as to “state of
business” at both the opening and closing each day. Basically it
meant that she would be a 24-7 member as all of them were and to
know what had transpired within the think tank up until they
convened at 4 o’clock. She explained to Ross that Joe was her
whole life at the moment, but understood the ramifications of her
duties. She decided to show her commitment to the firm and would
return at 3 o’clock that day. That would also let her go back to
the suite and change before returning to the hospital to be with
Joe until he retired.
The day turned out to be a slow trading one with little action
except for more strengthening of the health care and
pharmaceuticals issues. The mid-east oil cartel had announced
that they would meet in February and that put a hold on a lot of
movement from now until then. Drops in production and / or rises
in prices always caused a ripple effect across the markets and
investors began to hold their breath. Oil had supplanted the
President-elects powerplay plans in investors’ minds. The panic
earlier in the week was just a memory at this point thanks to the
calming done by WSGG. That meant that they reaped lots of new
business and subscribers by showing their strength in the
investment community and the original members were quite aware of
the value of a smart, confident, pretty professional like Selena
out front. When she spoke it was quite obvious she was no bimbo
or blonde billboard.
Meanwhile back at the hospital Joe was on the MRI table and in
and out of the nuclear x-rays room more times than he would have
liked. He couldn’t wait until he could eat or drink to get the
metallic, aluminum taste from his mouth from the injections of
definition fluids they needed. X-ray technicians and radiologist
hovered in front of screens looking at areas of Joe’s knee and
back pointing and consulting each other. All the while Joe was
shouting over the clamor of diagnostic machines.
“Well? What do we think? Well? WELL?” he would holler in
exasperation.
Finally a radiologist came out into the room to calm him.
“Mr. Johnson, we only read and report what we see for the
doctors. We don’t give out diagnosis or prognosis. Nor do we
recommend surgery of any kind. You will have to wait and speak to
your surgeon and he will tell you what we found and how he plans
to rectify it.” He said trying to calm him.
“Well it’s not YOUR knee, back or future, it’s MINE. Just tell me
if you found anything different from what the original diagnosis
said. God-damn it, don’t give me a fucking heart attack laying
here and wondering!” Joe said, wanting to vent on someone.
The radiologist bent to speak softly to Joe.
“Off the record and against hospital policy, I concur with knee
diagnosis and think your back is just strained. I say this off
the record because I do not have any pictures or scans of how it
looked before. Now calm down and do not mention my words to
anyone.” He told Joe.
Joe was happy that the Chinese gentleman, who obviously was very
well schooled and spoke almost perfect English, had helped him
allay his worries, at least for the time being.
A large black man, an orderly, walked up over Joe startling him.
“Mr. Johnson, I’m Jacob and I’ll be your escort for the rest of
your tests. We just changed shifts. Don’t give me any trouble!!
OK?” He said with a scowl that turned to a grin. “Just testing
your sense of humor, Sir. I know you want these to be over with
as soon as possible because I suspect you haven’t eaten in a
while. I hate to tell you that hospital food isn’t exactly what
you call “eating”, but it’s better than a bottle stuck in your
arm.”
“Jacob I’m glad to meet you, please call me Joe. How many more
stops on my itinerary?” Joe asked.
“Joe, I see 2 more but neither one involves anything being stuck
down your throat or up your butt, so I think it’ll just be
irritating, not painful or embarrassing.”
“OK Jacob, I feel I’m in good hands. How long have you been
here?” Joe asked as Jacob began to wheel him out of one radiology
lab room to another.
“I’ve been here at Lenox Hill for 3 years. I’m in my fourth year
of college, and first year of medical school and I’m working to
pay for that.”
“So you want to be a doctor, and particular specialty?”
“I’d like to get into orthopedics, but forensics interest me too.
It might be nice to have patients that can’t talk back or sue
you.”
“It seems to me that if you’re just working here, you must have
tremendous student loans to pay for medical school.” Joe said as
his gurney/bed was in a waiting line for a precautionary kidney
and liver scan.
“Well, not as much as you might think. There are 3 professional
athletes from my neighborhood that put up money for local men and
women to go to college as long as they stayed off drugs and
stayed out of jail. Our borough president does not want to
recognize the program because he thinks it’s unfair. He’s one of
them black liberals who think all of the black problems are
caused by rich white people. The tuition program deals with
responsibility and will match every dollar I put in with 3 more.”
Jacob explained.
“I’m assuming you came from a rough, poor neighborhood?”
“Joe, there were drug dealers that used to beat up kids who went
to school and wouldn’t be mules for their shit. God made me a big
man for a reason, they didn’t bother me. I went to school to get
the hell out of there. I can’t wait to get my Mom out of there.”
Jacob said with certain conviction in his voice.
“How about the rest of your family?’
“My Dad has been gone for a while, and I have 3 brothers and a
sister who were in jail and my Mom hasn’t seen since they got
out. I take good care of her though.”
“Sounds like you’ve got a good handle on your future Jacob. I
commend you. The easiest thing to do would be to walk away and
join the crowd. You chose a future, that’s great. How are your
marks?” Joe asked.
Jacobs face lit up like a neon sign.
“Deans list Sir, I mean Joe. I don’t mean to brag, but I study my
ass off and it pays. I try to counsel students from the high
school about study and further education. Again, the borough
president has tried to stop that program too. That’s unfair too,
I guess. They don’t want blacks to be too successful, we slow the
gravy train. The problem is that they want everyone to have the
same opportunities, but some want it, some don’t. I feel if I
want it, I deserve what they want to do for me. How can wanting
to be successful and getting out of that mess be bad?”
“You already said it Jacob, it slows the gravy train. Don’t be
persuaded away from what you’re doing. You’ll be fine.”
“I just wish I could make it go faster. I can’t wait to get my
Mom into a safer place. She works two jobs and has to walk home
at times of the night even I don’t want to be out. She works here
in the laundry and for the post office.” Jacob explained as he
finally was able to wheel Joe into the imaging lab.
“Joe once they hook you up to the needle here, it will be about
20 minutes. I’m gonna go grab a coffee and I’ll be just outside
if you need me.” Jacob said as he patted Joe’s arm.
A nurse came in to brief Joe about the test and hooked him up to
the IV with the tracing fluid. Again he got the rotten taste in
his mouth and his whole arm felt very warm. He almost fell
asleep, but instead he thought about ways he might be able to
help Jacob. He wondered if he knew anyone who had a flat or
apartment that he could subsidize until Jacob got out of medical
school. Joe knew he wasn’t Donald Trump rich, or even
professional athlete rich, but he was certainly well off enough
to help Jacob make a difference. He wondered if that were the
reason all of this happened. Ever since he was blessed by having
Selena come into his life he had been thinking of ways to give
back, make some amends and thank fate for the chance to meet
Selena. Maybe this was it.
When the nurse came back in to see how Joe was doing, mid-test,
he asked her, “What kind of kid is Jacob, he seems like a real
bright kid who works his butt off to get through school.”
“Jacob Ridley is the pride and joy of the Ortho wing here. He
comes from nothing, believe me. His Dad ran off a long time ago
and all his brothers and a sister went to jail for one thing or
another. Jacob takes care of his Mom while she works 2 jobs to
keep a roof over his head so he can finish his studies. He’s
watched enough operations on knees and joints that I bet he could
do or at least assist on one. I just pray him and his Mom have
the strength to get him through college.” The nurse told him,
obviously proud of Jacob.
“Listen, I’m not thinking totally straight here with all the
drugs and potions you’ve put into me but, do you think he would
let me help them out, maybe with a better place to live? I have a
little debt to pay off to the guy upstairs and this might be the
way. I know a lot of people in the city who can maybe come up
with something.” Joe asked her.
The nurse made a note of Joe’s name and room number and said she
would see him at the end of her shift.
Twenty minutes later Jacob was back pushing Joe through the
hallway to the elevator.
“Joe you are all through being poked, prodded and filled up with
chemicals. You’re late for lunch, but it says here that they have
a lunch waiting for you in the kitchen and all I have to do is go
get it for you. So I’ll get you situated and come back up with
it.” Jacob said as they wheeled onto the elevator.
Joe looked at the clock as they wheeled on, it was 12:50. Selena
might be waiting for him.
“Joe you won’t mind if I come into watch your operation tomorrow
morning, would you? I don’t have a class until noon and that
Doctor Payne is an artist, man.” Jacob asked as he scanned the
chart.
“Feel free Jacob. I’ll be so out of it that they can do it in
Macy’s window and I wouldn’t care.”
“Thank you, I always like to ask. Uh-oh, it looks like we should
have taken the
O R elevator, we’re stacked in the hallway. They aren’t supposed
to do this, but they’re picking up lunch trays. Here hold your
chart while I go up and help them get clear. This is dangerous if
there was ever an emergency.” Jacob said handing Joe a clipboard.
The wait was about 5 minutes as Jacob and a floor nurse directed
traffic and chastised people for letting the jam up happen. It
was long enough for Joe to fall asleep in the twilight of his
drug hangover. When Jacob returned he smiled at the sleeping Joe
and carefully began to glide him down the hall and around the
corner into his room, where Selena was waiting..
“He’s sleeping right now, Miss. If you let him get a 20 minute or
half hour nap he’ll feel better and then I’ll bring up his
lunch.” He warned her as he escorted her out of the room so they
could talk.
“I saw the mess they were serving as lunch and I’m going to make
hot beef with gravy and biscuits out of it, maybe some raw
spinach with dressing on the side. Do you think he would like
that?” He asked her.
“Umm, Oh . . . yes. Who are you?”
“I’m sorry, I’m Jacob. I’ve been Joe’s escort and driver (he
smiled) all morning. The last thing I have to do is make sure he
eats. I saw the untouched trays in the hallway and it looks
pretty nasty, but they’re saving him a lunch in the kitchen. I
usually make something out of what they have and I think he might
like that better. I’ll skip the lima beans, mexi-corn and that
ugh they call mashed potatoes.” He told her with a confident
smile that conveyed assurance to Selena.
“I’m Selena, Joe’s fiancé. Just tell me he did OK with the tests
and he’s not going to be sick when he wakes up.”
“Pleased to meet you, you’re both lucky people. He’s just tired
from all the movement and the end of the sedation drugs he had.
He won’t feel sick, I can guarantee you he’ll be hungry. If he
wakes up I’m sure he’ll ring for a nurse, so go right in.
Otherwise wait until I come back and we can wake him and feed
him. This nap will do him a world of good. It’ll help the dyes
and chemicals they shot in him this morning begin to run out his
bloodstream and get the metallic taste out of his mouth.” Jacob
said as he left and moved swiftly down the hall.
Selena sat in the hallway finally able to relax now that Joe was
back in the room and safe and resting. She passed the time
calling her Mom and finally getting hold of Lucy to tell her
about Joe and be comforted by her friend. She ended the call
short when she saw Jacob wheeling a cart up the hall flanked by a
nurse with an armful of pads and towels.
“Let’s go Selena,” Jacob said in his commanding by soft tone that
reminded her of the sound of Muhammed Ali’s voice, “we’ll wake
him up get some new ice packs on him and get some food in him.
The nurse went to wake him and Jacob stopped her and opened his
hand to Selena waving her to wake him instead. She huddled close
to his face and kissed him and whispered.
Groggily Joe opened his eyes and smiled and kissed her back
before realizing where he was and the gravity of his
surroundings.
“Let me help the nurse get some fresh cold gel packs under that
knee and I’ll let Selena help you eat. How does that sound.” He
said as he moved swiftly to lift Joe’s leg and let the nurse do
her thing.
The nurse collected the old packs and left and Jacob was grabbing
his own tray to leave.
“Where are you going?” Joe asked.
“To the employee lounge to eat. Enjoy your lunch.”
“Jacob, please stay here and eat. Let’s talk for a minute or
two.” Joe said as Selena was using the remote to get Joe into a
sitting up position. “Selena is kind of being thrown in the
middle of this conversation but what she doesn’t get now, I’ll
fill her in later. I know your time it tight.”
Selena uncovered the tray and saw what Jacob had concocted and
smiled, she knew Joe would be happy. Thinly sliced beef
surrounded by 3 biscuits and lots of gravy, plus the raw spinach
with a raspberry vinaigrette dressing.
“What is the borough presidents problem with the program you’re
in, and why does he want it stopped?”
“It requires the candidate to have to work and study and get
results, plus be clean. He says it’s unfair because it excludes a
lot of blacks because of their culture. My Dad was a drug addict
and a thief, my brothers sold drugs and stole cars and worked as
gang enforcers, my sister was a crack whore. Does that give me
the OK to do any of that just because I was raised around it? I
don’t think so. They want to make excuses for us to fail and I
just don’t accept it. I don’t want to live where I live and
another man of my race who breaks the law and hurts himself as
well as others is NOT my brother. As far as I’m concerned the
welfare system is made to keep us right where we are. I don’t
accept that.”
Against Joe’s wishes Selena began to feed Joe as he listened. He
would have to lean up to do it himself and she wanted to save his
back.
“Jacob, how would you like to be a business partner of mine? I’m
not talking about you investing any money or anything. All it
would require is you finishing medical school while staying on
the straight and narrow to begin with. We’re going to live here
in the city, pretty much full time, starting in July. I may need
someone to meet Selena at the station, a late night escort or
just someone to run an errand, of course all depending on your
availability.” Joe said before he hungrily ate two big bites
Selena had scooped up for him.
“…and just what is my prize?” Jacob wondered aloud as he dug into
his own lunch.
“I get you a place in a safer neighborhood, closer to the
hospital here for you and your Mom. She can pay me just what she
pays now for rent and when you graduate I’ll take the money she
has paid me and give it to you towards the 3 for 1 program you’re
in.”
“Joe, I don’t want your pity, let’s make that clear. Why would
you do this?”
“Jacob, I was born into a good family. My Dad owned a
construction company and being born to my mother was all I had to
do to earn that inheritance. I was an advanced student and ended
up graduating college with an engineering degree before I was 18.
I risked money in the stock market and got lucky and then began
to play the stock market real heavy using my math skills and
world savvy I learned from my father. My fathers wish was for me
to someday retire and turn the company over to the employees.
I’ve already done that. Then I made the best deal of all time, I
met Selena and fell in love with her. I owe the world a lot and
helping you and your Mom out would help me repay some of the debt
I owe to fate and to God.”
“But, why me?” Jacob asked
“Because you are one of the ones who gets it. When asked to raise
your hand you put it up, not out. You want to help, not take. In
the face of danger you would take your Mother in to your arms and
fight your way to safety, not wait for help to arrive. You’ve
seen the problems and made your path out of them. Until others
begin to “get it” there are always going to be problems and
differences. Until the media stops giving press to the enablers
and starts recognizing people like you we sink a little deeper.”
Joe said passionately as he became more awake and aware of what
he was actually doing.
“Just to get up to speed here, Jacob, you’re studying to be a
doctor and working here part time to pay for it through a
sponsored program?” Selena asked.
“Yes, and my Mom does the same too, works here and the Post
Office. I’m all she has now there are times I can’t protect her
from the neighborhood we live in. I uh,
. . . . do I know you from somewhere? You’re very pretty and have
a face not easy to forget, but I keep thinking I know you.” Jacob
asked furrowing his brow.
“Do you follow the market at all, on TV?” Joe asked.
“I do, not that I have any investments, but I try to stay on top
of what’s happening and how it’s going to affect me and my future
in the medical profession. I usually a, . . . . THAT’S where I
know you, you’re one of those financial reporters!”
“Well, not exactly. I’m usually the on camera spokesperson for
WSGG. My face has been on TV a lot lately.” Selena said blushing.
“Oh my, you two are big time. I wondered if you were full of it
at times in the last few minutes Joe.” Jacob said with a relieved
smile.
“No I am quite for real and I want to help you out if I can. I
need to talk to some real estate friends I know and my lawyer.
Leave me your personal information, address, phone etcetera and
I’ll be getting in touch. Talk to your Mom and have her come by
the room if she has the time. Be sure it’s before Friday, because
I think I’m leaving that morning.” Joe said extending his hand as
Jacob was just getting up from finishing his lunch.
After they shook Jacob picked up the trays and put them on his
cart and pulled out his duty sheet to see where he was scheduled
after lunch.
“Mr. Joe Johnson, it has been a pleasure to meet you and you as
well Selena. I hope to be hearing from you and I will ask my Mom
to stop by. I’ll see you in surgery tomorrow and hope to hear
from you. I promise that I won’t disappoint you.” He said with a
big smile as he left the room.
Selena sat on the edge of Joe’s bed and reached out to tousle his
hair.
“You are a good man Joe Johnson, one of the reasons why I love
you so much.” She said as she pressed her lips to his and kissed
him deeply.
“I missed you so much last night and this morning. Your voice,
your touch, your smile. I’m so in love with you.” She whispered
as tears began to form.
“God Selena, you’re going to give me all excited.”
“Maybe I can lock the door.”
“Don’t be crazy, my back is all fucked up.”
“I know, I just wanted you to know what I was thinking of.”
“You had just cum when I called you last night, huh?” Joe asked.
“I’m busted. Yes, how did you know?”
“I can tell by your voice. Right after you cum you get all
throaty and sexy. It’s OK, I don’t mind if you had a little
tension to release, I know you were thinking of me.” He smiled.
“I was. I even called out your name to forgive me.” She said with
a little smile and a tear.
“God babydoll, don’t fret over it. You think you’re the first
woman to jack-off thinking about your man.” Joe asked in a
whisper.
“Jill-off, guys jack-off, women jill-off. Are you sure you can’t
do anything?” She implored.
“I can watch you, if you can do it so no one coming in the door
will see you.”
“No, I want to feel you inside me or in my mouth, or nothing at
all. I can jill at home. If we tried something and screwed up
your back, just think how stupid it would be.” Selena said as she
slumped back into her chair.
“It’s not like I’m going to be laid up for weeks. We can do
something by the first night I get out of here.” Joe said.
“It’s not the sex, it’s that I just want to hold you and squeeze
you, kiss you like I want to, feel you hug me, lay with you.”
Selena said in a frustrated tone. “When I get back to the hotel
and know you’re here and I’m not, I just want to hold you, get
your scent. If I touch my pussy my hand smells like your mouth,
your breath after we’ve made love. Crazy, I know. I’m just so
lonesome for you when I know you’re right here.”
“Don’t worry; everything will be OK tomorrow after the surgery. I
bet they let me go home, all high on painkillers and you’ll be
able to use and abuse me without me ever knowing.” Joe said to
her chuckles.
Just then the door swung open. It was Dr. William Payne, Joe’s
friend and surgeon.
“Ice skating, trying out for the Rockettes? You old fart. I
better have another kid and give you a chance to put THAT one
through school.” Bill said with a loud hearty laugh.
“Hey, it’s Sawbones Billy, you remember Selena, right?”
“Yes I do, she’s half the reason I came down here. Enchante!” He
said as he took her hand and kissed it.
“Unfortunately, you’re the other half. If I get that knee back in
shape will you finally take up golf again and I’ll give you a
chance to win some of your money back?” Bill Payne said to Joe.
“Just tell me how bad it is and how easy it will be to fix.” Joe
asked, getting serious.
“Well to say it isn’t serious is a lie, but you might make out
OK. We have 3 options. One, the posterior horn tear looks like it
was a clean split and it can mend from both sides with a laser
scope trim, I THINK. If I’m absolutely sure I’ll have to put a
compression joint around your knee for a few days, maybe 10 with
crutches, to get it to start healing, then if you can stay off
ice skates, it will heal. But I can tell you that healing like
this takes place in only 20 percent of the cases. If I think the
blood flow to the area is sufficient and the condition is right,
we’ll try it.”
“Two, I’m going to have to cut you and you’ll be laid up for a
long time, anywhere from 6 to 12 weeks. That’s what I think the
case is, to be honest.”
“Three, and conditions have to be perfect for this, is called
TeeFix. I can make a true inside-in repair and avoid having to
make an incision at all. I can suture using bioresorbable
T-arrows and dissolving meniscal "staples" and sutures which can
each be applied from within the joint arthroscopically. I prefer
to use the TeeFix system for meniscal repair as it seems to give
a strong and tight re-approximation of the meniscus. The TeeFix
sutures have an anchor that acts like a wall anchor and is
deployed after placing the suture through the meniscus, the tear
and the horn rim. Sutures are done through long hollow needles
that tie together from inside the joint using a knot pusher
instrument that snugs the meniscus down. When conditions are
right, it is the best repair. If I do this it is NO WEIGHT
BEARING AT ALL FOR THREE WEEKS. Joe, if I do this I don’t want a
failure, you have to go by my rules. I can offer this to athletes
and promise them their careers back, but only if I can show a
positive heal rate. I’m not going to TeeFix you and have you hot
dog it and ruin it. You’ll be immobilized and in a wheelchair
with physical therapist doing exercise for and with you. You’ll
be in bed, in the wheelchair and in any other therapist approved
furniture. I’m not fucking kidding you Joe, if you’re a candidate
for this, do NOT fuck it up. You think you’re superman
sometimes.”
“Now, they said you had fraying of the ACL and MCL’s. That was an
old injury and the reason you should have stayed off skates. For
God’s sake Joe when I told you to give up the football and
baseball leagues wasn’t that a hint about other athletic
activities? If I can trim those up, I will, but I usually leave
them alone.” Dr. Payne said in finishing being frank and honest
with Joe.
“You know the Indian doctors would have done this without
hollering at me like this.” Joe said with a smirk. “I know, I
thought I knew my limitations as far as movement. It was a freak
accident. So, what about my back?”
“Those little pad like things that cushion your disc’s we talked
about before? You have a couple squishy ones and that’s
apparently where you hit. I’m betting the wheelchair time will
get the soreness out of those until the next time you screw up,
then we will have to fix them, but if I can avoid cutting on your
back I will. Tell me you’re in pain and you know I’ll fix you.
Now I know you’ll have a young wife and I’ll bet she’ll let you
catch her if you chase her. Just be careful.” Dr. Payne went on
to explain and joke.
“He’s picking me up all the time and carrying me in his arms to
show me how strong he is. You know, showing off.” Selena said
knowing it would get a rise from the Doctor.
“OK, and no more playing caveman there either. Joe, I’m telling
you, if you don’t take your back and knees serious you could end
up not even driving a car. Do you use the elevator as much as you
can?”
Joe and Selena nodded together as Joe realized that his friend
wasn’t kidding around anymore.
As they all cajoled further there was a knock on the door and a
petite, but tough looking black woman stuck her head in.
“I’m looking for a Joe Johnson. I’m Mrs. Ridley. My son said you
wanted to talk to me. What’s this all about?” She inquired.
Joe explained who she was to Dr. Payne and he nodded politely
then did a double take.
“You’re Jacob’s mother? He is one of my finest students who will
have no problem when he wants to hang his shingle. He’s so smart
and personable, I’m sure he will have no problems. When I take
them on rounds here, about every month, he has the most questions
and seems to take the most away. He’s seen me operate a couple
dozen times and I’ve even questioned him from the gallery
before.” Dr. Payne explained.
Joe went on for 10 minutes explaining Jacob’s money and living
situation problems and added then explained the reasons why he
wanted to help them out.
Mrs. Ridley seemed apprehensive, but open to the offer.
“My Jacob is a good boy and has worked real hard and has saved my
life. A lot of the neighborhood doesn’t agree with his politics,
but he’s the only one who’s going to make it, of the entire
bunch. If this Dr. Payne wasn’t here I probably wouldn’t have
listened to you, but Jacob thinks he walks on water. Mr. Johnson
I seem to hear more pity than anything, and I won’t take charity
or pity.” Mrs. Ridley insisted.
“No, no, no Mrs. Ridley.” Selena insisted. “Joe here has respect
for Jacob. He admires him for shaking the chains and doing what
he thinks is right and what he wants to do. Joe had his future
handed to him on a silver platter and he built another from
scratch. Yes, he had the head start to get where he is, and now
he wants to give Jacob the head start. He sees some of himself in
Jacob.”
“You’re that Financial News Network lady, aren’t you? I have to
watch the news shows with Jacob before I get to my programs and I
saw you all over on Monday and Tuesday.” Mrs. Ridley asked.
“Well, actually I work for Wall Street Global Group, at least
right now. I have to go back to school and then start full time
with them in July, so I know what Jacob is going through. Let us
see if we can find you a better place closer to the hospital. It
would mean a lot to both of us. Oh, I’m Joe’s fiance.”
“I already figured that out. Congratulations to both of you. Let
me ask you some questions about this arrangement.”
Mrs. Ridley went on to ask question and particulars before giving
her seal of approval on the deal. She was a smart woman who
looked out for her son, as much as he did her. Joe couldn’t wait
to come up with a place for them.
As soon as Mrs. Ridley left Dr. Payne turned to Joe,
“Nothing to eat or drink after 6 o’clock tonight. I’m taking you
first thing in the morning. Selena, I DON’T want you here to
worry. I’ll call you the minute I send him to recovery and by the
time you get here he should be coming around. I won’t use a
general unless we have to go with cutting the knee. Otherwise
we’ll use a nerve block and you might even go home tomorrow
night. Selena, once I give him to you, you can’t leave him alone
for 36 hours, understood?”
“I understand, just let me make sure WSGG lets me go tomorrow. I
don’t think there will be a problem.” She said as she prepared to
get back to work for the afternoon.
She and Dr. Payne left together leaving Joe to rest after his
grueling morning of tests and first solid food since the
accident. But as they left, the lab nurse Joe had talked to
earlier came in.
“Mr. Johnson? You were asking about Jacob before? If you can help
in any way I can assure you he will take full advantage of it. He
doesn’t know it, but his Mom will have to retire soon. She has
Systemic Lupus. I sat in with the Doctor when he told her about
it. She was having problems with her joints and thought it was
arthritis. But she has early stages of the disease. She shows
symptoms of it affecting her kidneys and liver, but neither is
proven yet. It usually affects younger women, usually black, but
not exclusively. She may be able to continue working in the
laundry here because she is a shift supervisor, but she will have
to quit at the Post Office and she just doesn’t have the years or
continuous service to get a partial retirement there. The doctors
think she may have had this a long time and she just never
complained. She only shows three major symptoms and might have
had them for a while. If she continues to push herself more
problems may exacerbate.” She told him.
“I think I’ve talked to enough people to see Jacob is a favorite
here, and I’ve have met his Mom, who is both very proud and very
protective of him. I have people working on trying to find a
place for them, but I really appreciate your information. Thank
you, Ummmmm . . . Janet Daly.” He read from her badge.
Mean while Dr. Payne and Selena were deep in conversation on
their way downstairs to the main lobby.
“Selena, I really want to use the TeeFix on Joe, but, he HAS to
stay totally off that leg for at least 3 weeks. Joe is a great
healer and I’m confident 3 weeks will be sufficient. This will be
metal frame bracing thigh to calf and a cast. I’m sure he’s a
candidate for it, the split is so clean, but I need assurances
from you that you’ll step on his toes whenever he has the urge to
go beyond his limitations. You said you’ll be home for 10 days
before school starts, can you get someone to stay with him while
you’re not there? I KNOW him, and left on his own he’ll look for
a way to drive and get a paper or a coffee, anything to get out
of the house.” Joe’s friend Bill Payne said.
“I’ve already been thinking, I’ll bet my Mom would do it. I don’t
think she has anything going on right now. If not, I’ll hire a
nurse. I don’t care about the expense; I just want him to be
healed where he can function again and be happy. I love him to
the core and can handle anything I have to, but if you can get
his knees back to where they are at least as good as he was . . .
. “
“He’ll be better, I promise you if he follows through. This
probably had a tear in the first place and he finished it off on
the ice. Now one more thing; don’t be embarrassed, but I used to
run with Joe a bit and I know him. Sex, you two have to be
careful. He has to lie still if you’re going to try anything. Use
your imagination, but . . . . ummm, how do I put this? Whether
sitting down or lying down, he can’t thrust, OK? That’s as much
as I should say. Where I’m sewing him is so tender, the slightest
weight bear on it will tear it up. This has to heal.” Dr. Payne
explained as delicately as he could.
“I understand, and I admit it’s something I’ve thought about.
Thanks for bringing it up because I didn’t know how to. Joe would
never ask you.” Selena said, relieved.
“Another thing you should think about, Joe has that other surgery
scheduled for a couple months down the line. I know about it
because Dr. Nikko had to contact all other physicians who
performed surgery with him to see how he tolerated anesthesia, if
he was a bleeder etcetera. You should contact him and see if he
can move it up to the next few weeks. Once he can tolerate pain
without medication for a week or so, he should be clear for that
surgery. He’ll be on his back, sedentary anyway, and that surgery
will heal all that much faster if he’s off his feet. Ummm, I took
the liberty of talking to Dr. Nikko, whom I play golf with a lot,
and he agrees. So, all Joe has to do is call him. Selena, you’re
a smart young woman and you clearly know the challenges of being
in love with a man twice your age. This is going to be your first
test and I have no doubt that everything will be all right. I’m
sure you know how much he loves you. When I see him socially,
usually right here in the city for a ballgame when I’ve been here
and he was working or with you, he bubbles and his eyes glaze
over talking about you. Cherish this man, cherish your love
together. It is as special as I’ve seen.” Bill Payne said as the
elevator settled and they got out.
Selena hugged him and shook his hand, all with a little tear in
her eye, before she went to the taxi stand and he headed for the
parking garage.
All the way on the ride to WSGG she told herself the things she
had to do to make sure Joe toed the line to get his full physical
health back. She was determined to show him, and everyone around
them, that she was prepared and ready for the job of being Joe’s
wife, lover and protector.
Before she could ask for a meeting with Ross Curran they had
started to wrap the day in conference. She slipped in just after
they began.
“Before we get too deep into business I would like to thank
Selena Hanson for rescuing us these few days.” Ross Curran began.
“She showed her commitment to our project here and I really hoped
she might be able to stay on for a Sunday night session but since
the financial climate has died down and her personal
circumstances have changed I think she needs to get home to
prepare for classes as planned, and take care of her fiance. I
know she has a piece for this week’s newsletter and finishing
that will be her last duty this week. Thank You, Miss Hanson for
your dedication. We look forward to seeing you everyday in YOUR
office in July.
I spoke with Charley Ford today and he will begin conferencing
with us via the internet on Monday and will start coming in for a
few hours a day a week from Monday.”
The small group plus Deneigh all clapped and each gave Selena
personal thanks. It was the first time she really had her mind
off of Joe and his surgery.
After just under two hours of wrap up, and all of her goodbyes,
she was off to her room to change and head back to the hospital.
She took her notes on her health care piece for the newsletter to
go over with Joe. Writing that on Thursday morning in her office
would be just the distraction she needed until she got the call
from Dr. Payne.
Chapter 50
Selena had stayed with Joe more than an hour past normal visiting
hours Wednesday night. It was a great time for them just
communicating and solidifying their bond. She spoke about all of
the things she and Dr. Payne talked about, except the TeeFix. The
doctor thought it was the most likely scenario, but didn’t want
Joe to bank on it and then be disappointed. They went over how
they would handle his recovery, no matter which way the surgery
went so that it would not interfere with her school work. They
arranged Joe’s transportation to the hotel if he were allowed to
leave on Thursday and then his subsequent travel home. Joe called
real estate friends to get a lead on an apartment for Jacob and
his mother while arranging for Selena to take any follow-up calls
Thursday morning trusting her to make the right decision, if it
were necessary.
At that point Joe looked tired and Selena let his bed down and
read her draft of her article for the WSGG newsletter. He asked
her questions about salient points he thought of and then she
felt she was ready to finish her project in the morning.
Finally Selena let the side of the bed down so she could lean
from her chair and lay her lead on the pillow next to Joe’s. They
whispered their dedications to each other and kissed as she
eventually turned her body to almost be over him while they began
to neck hotly.
Selena’s hands roved over his chest over and over until they
eventually made their way past the bottom of his gown to hold his
hardened cock.
“I’m sorry honey, I just had to touch you, and feel you in my
hands. I don’t want to leave you tonight and the nurse has been
in twice to throw me out, but let her come in again, I don’t
care. She has to understand.” She said as she held him tightly in
her fist and sat back to look out towards the door.
Satisfied it was clear she bent and kissed the tip of Joe’s cock
and gave it a tonguey swizzle.
“If you’re home tomorrow night I’ll give you the best you ever
had, my sweet lover.” She said with a smile as she leaned back up
to neck again.
Joe’s fingers snaked up and he put two fingers inside the cup of
her bra that showed in the vee of her light sweater top. Selena
exhaled deeply and reached in to undo the front snap of the bra.
She pulled the sweater down a bit and exposed one breast and
leaned to have Joe kiss and suckle for a moment before closing
herself up as not to be caught.
“You know once I finally get to bed tonight I’m going to jill off
like crazy. Is that OK?”
“I wish I could be there to help you, I wish you could do me now,
but with all the drugs and crap I don’t know if it would happen,
although the little fella seems to be quite ready right now.” He
chuckled.
The door opened and the nurse set the stay on it, keeping it open
as Selena adjusted herself. The lights in the hallway had been
dimmed as visiting hours were way over.
“Mrs. Johnson, you’ll have to leave, your husband needs his rest
before surgery tomorrow.” She said quietly, but emphatically.
Being referred to as Mrs. Johnson made her happy and proud. She
stood up and leaned back to kiss Joe one more time, saying
goodnight and squeezing his hand with all she had before leaving
with the nurse. They walked to the elevator together in the
darkened hall and Selena made her way to the lobby and the short
line of waiting cabs.
Once back in her room she called Joseph and Shanna and her
parents to update them. She changed for bed and fell asleep
exhausted with her hand in her pajama bottoms thinking of Joe.
At 6:55 a.m. Thursday morning her alarm went off and woke her
from her deep sleep. She too must have been exhausted, both
mentally and physically from the goings on and decision making of
Wednesday. As she climbed from the shower some 25 minutes later,
just before 7:30 her phone was ringing.
“Good morning Selena, this is Joseph. You sounded so tired last
night I just wanted to make sure you were awake.”
“Thank you Joseph, you are a friend.”
“Could you use coffee as well?”
“You are a doll Joseph.”
“Don’t give me all the credit. Shanna is on her way up with
coffee, hot homemade applesauce and oatmeal for you. She’s
worried you won’t eat. Humor her, she worries about you.”
“The two of you are amazing. I won’t forget this. I’ll call you
when I hear from the Doctor.” Selena said as she hung up.
She threw a robe on and headed toward the door to look for Shanna
when she knocked.
They hugged and Shanna stayed while Selena ate and dried her
hair, hoping to cheer her up a little and get her mind off things
so she could relax.
After eating, primping and seeing Shanna off she quickly dressed
and headed down to walk to work. She used the cool winter air to
clear her head and get herself in a mood to write. Luckily she
had all of her ideas on paper and just had to transpose them into
paragraphs. Will Menard came out of the parking garage just as
she was passing and he took her arm for the rest of the walk.
John Branniff and Ross Curran were walking together from the
opposite direction and all four went up the steps together. Jay
Fountain was already there. They each wished her and Joe good
luck and left her to her project, knowing she wanted to finish it
before she left.
She went into her office and quickly packed up what few things
she would bring back home and settled into her routine of TV and
internet sites to check trends and markers. She had a call return
to Slim Beepo and that would be her final chore before putting
her fingers on the keyboard and her mind into the article for the
newsletter.
As she compiled her notes she buzzed Deneigh, “Miss Myersen could
you please place a call to Slim Beepo for me and put it through
as soon as you locate him?”
“Certainly Miss Hanson, I’ll IM you.” Deneigh replied only happy
to help her in this stressful time.
Selena dove into her article fully explaining the think tanks
position on the president-elects healthcare plan. She covered
everything in their official statement, but then she went into
detail on each point and called attention to the things that had
happened since their statement. She tried to make it as
informative as possible without patting themselves too much on
the back, but facts were facts. The TIME magazine article had hit
the stands in the US on Wednesday without leaving anything but a
small dent in early trading. Although nationalized healthcare
sounded like a panacea, there were few places it had been tried
successfully where it was administrated from the top levels of
government. Over long term, none of the plans were rousing
successes. She was pasting charts and graphs to her story when a
blue box popped up.
“Miss Hanson, your call on line 3.” It read.
She quickly punched up the line and said hello to Slim.
“Hey, I’ve been trying to get hold of that no good fiancé of
yours for 2 days. Has he skipped town?” Slim said greeting her.
“Actually that’s part of the reason I’m calling. Joe had a little
accident on Monday and he’s going for surgery today. Nothing life
threatening, he tore up a knee.”
“Trying new positions?” He said with his usual off-color tone.
“Ha, he wishes, he was trying to ice skate. He’ll be home in
front of the computer for 3 weeks so I’ll bet you two will get
fully reacquainted. Did you call me for a reason?” She wondered.
“No, just to congratulate you on the call you guys made before
the TIME article hit. WSGG can stomp on a wildcats tail fast.” He
added.
“So have you made your arrangements to come on board here? They
won’t wait forever for an answer.” Selena warned him.
“I’m busy and have a few things I have to . . . “
“Slim, get off your ass and stop feeling sorry for yourself. A
couple members doubt you as flakey.”
“Why flakey?”
“You broke up with your girl friend and now you want to move back
home, like you either want to stalk her, or you’ve given up. I’ve
let them know you planned on returning long before that ever
happened. Slim, credibility means so much here. Don’t screw it
up.”
“You’re right, you’re right, you’re RIGHT! I’m putting off having
to face everything, but I know I have to get on with my life.”
Slim said a little embarrassed.
“Listen, I don’t have the time right now, but quickly let me tell
you what I think. Get your affairs in order over there and take a
leave, arrange a meeting here with us and make a decision. Don’t
worry about living arrangements, Joe and I can take care of that
one way or another. I REALLY have to go and finish what I’m doing
here and get to the hospital. Slim, be smart and be well.” Selena
said having to close the call abruptly.
She quickly dove into the project and as it always was with
school work and studies, once she focused on it her projects were
toast. Her focus was strong knowing she had somewhat of a
deadline. At 11:40 she had just finished her cursory proof and
was sending it to Deneigh for final proof when her inner office
IM box popped up again. “Dr. Payne on line 3”. Selena sent a
quick “TY” and picked up.
“Selena, I just sent Joe to recovery. He’s doing great. I’m
looking at pictures of the inner suturing I did with TeeFix and
I’m REAL happy with the results. It was long and intricate, but
it’s the most extensive micro sewing I’ve done. If he doesn’t
bust his seams these photos will end up in JAMA. Once he comes
around, eats a little and proves he can urinate, has proper
transportation and care, he can get out of here today. Have the
nurse page me when you get here, I’ll see you before I leave.
He’s in 4th floor recovery station 7.” Doctor Payne told her
quickly and abruptly, saving the personal things for when he saw
her.
Selena called for a cab and got up quickly putting her things
together from the office she wouldn’t see for 6 months and put
them in a box. With that under her arm with her brief in her
other hand she went to the front to look for her cab.
With barely enough time to say goodbye to Deneigh, the cab pulled
up and she was on her way. She gave the cabbie instructions to
stop at the Four Seasons and wait before going to Lenox Hill. As
luck would have it, Joseph greeted the cab and she handed off the
box for him to put in the room. She kept her brief and her purse
and was off to see her Joe.
Selena was up for the first test of her love for Joe. She would
take care of him and nurse him back to health. In her mind she
knew it was her responsibility to make sure he allowed it to heal
as it should. Dr. Payne had already told her the knee would
immobilized and he would either lay down or sit in the wheel
chair with the leg out, braced up. He told her he would have an
aide show her how the wheelchair would function and how she could
help him bathe and take care of natures calling. As the cab
pulled into the hospital she took a deep breath and after paying
the fare headed to recovery station 7 on the 4th floor.
Opening the door she was greeted with a room with 3 other people
and a sign “Wait until you are summoned.”
She sat with the 3 other people and a man spoke up.
“When your party is able to sit up they’ll come and get you.”
Selena smiled and nodded at the man, still nervous about what lay
ahead.
A nurse in sterile garb opened the door and asked. “Is anyone
here for Joe Johnson?”
Selena stood up and followed her to an area with stalls, each
with pull around curtains. There Joe sat in a rolling recliner, a
little smile on his face, but obviously dazed and partly out of
it.
Selena bent and kissed him.
“How are you doing?”
Joe just shrugged his shoulders and smiled.
“Out of it?” She asked.
He nodded his head vigorously.
She smiled back and petted the side of his face before tousling
his hair and then taking a comb from her purse and combing him
neat.
“He had a nerve block for the surgery, he has no feeling from
just below his waist to the toe on that leg. You could pound
nails into it and he wouldn’t feel it. He shouldn’t be too sore
after it wears off in a few hours. He’ll sober up from the other
meds in a couple hours as well. Just let him be happy for a bit.
He’s doing fine.” The nurse said as she came by.
“Joe, do you want a drink of ginger ale? It’ll help get your
system going again.” The nurse said loudly to Joe.
He nodded and she brought him a small cup and a few saltines.
“Sit back and take a deep breath and take a few sips. The
crackers will taste good and get something in your stomach.” She
emphasized in a loud voice.
Selena let Joe sit and slowly come out of his stupor as she
looked for Dr. Payne to come by. Doctors were going in and out of
the ambulatory ER every few minutes and Dr. Payne finally showed
up.
“Hi Joe, Hi Selena. How are you doing Joe? (Joe shrugged again)”
Dr. Payne said as he looked at Selena, but talked to Joe, Joe
being a bit oblivious.
“You did real good and some of my best work. The tear was perfect
for TeeFix and if you do everything I tell you and keep yourself
off that entirely for 3 weeks you’ll be able to chase Selena
around the house for a lot of years, might even catch her.”
(Laughs)
“Selena, I have a home health aide coming with the wheelchair I
want you to use. He’ll show you how to get him in and out without
putting weight on the leg. He’ll show you how to get him in bed
and on the toilet. Either he or one of the staff of where the
chair comes from, Comfort Wheels, will go with you back to the
hotel and get you situated, and will come tomorrow to get him to
the train. They have an office upstate and will meet the train
and get him off and to the house. They’ll check in with him every
few days until you’re confident moving him. This chair has lots
of hydraulics and will be easy to use, I promise.” Dr. Payne
explained.
He left Selena a long list of things she needed to do in his care
and numbers where she could get help at any hour before they left
New York. The aide came and as Joe became more lucid he began to
go through the hows, the ins and outs of the chair and its use.
After an hour of instruction, getting Joe dressed and papers
signed, he was ready to leave. He demonstrated he was able to
empty his bladder and was given the OK to leave. It was almost 4
o’clock.
Joe, Selena, and the Comfort Wheels aide were off to The Four
Seasons to get Joe situated for the night.
Joe was still a bit groggy in the medical van and became
nauseous, heaving into a bucket, but he quickly calmed. The
little episode seemed to bring Joe back into total reality. The
aide expressed to both of them that now he could fully explain
much more to them with Joe totally lucid.
They wheeled the chair off the van and quickly up to the room.
The driver and the aide brought up boxes and equipment cases and
quickly set up standing pull bars for Joe in the bathroom and
near the bed.
“Once you’re home they will bring in a hospital bed with
appliances to help you get yourself up and out, into the chair
with no weight bearing on that leg. You should never attempt any
move alone. Someone should ALWAYS be here. Going to the bathroom
will be the biggest challenge. Obviously urination will be easy,
but the other will be difficult until you learn the hang of it.
Then, as long as you get over the embarrassment you’ll be fine.
We recommend a professional nurse or close family member to keep
you comfortable if you embarrass easy.” The aide said as he
quickly set up a-frames for Joe to use to pull himself out of
bed, onto the toilet and so on.
“You mean he won’t be able to sleep in his own bed at home?”
Selena said with disappointment.
“Only if he has at least 3 people to lift him in and out of it.
If your bed is a double or bigger, there are no framed pull bars
that would support him, unless we installed them in the ceiling
overhead. This is just for a few weeks and not worth that trouble
or expense.” He explained.
They ran the wheelchair though its paces, lifting Joe into
position for bed or the bathroom. Selena signed off that she
understood how to accommodate Joe and sent the driver and aide
off. They arranged for Comfort Wheels to meet them Friday to take
them to the train and to meet them upstate when the train
arrived. Selena’s parents had already been notified to let them
access Joe’s house for the bed and appliances he might need from
their Albany office. If anything Joe and Selena were both
impressed by their promptness and complete control of the
situation. By the time they left the couple alone Selena was
ready for the challenge.
Joe was beginning to get sensations back in his leg as nerve
block began to wear off. Selena was armed with vicodin 20/1000’s
to combat Joe’s pain and she got him going on the meds to be sure
he was comfortable. He quickly began to nod off and before she
could call for help to move him into the bed he was asleep and
she decided to leave him be.
She put a safety strap around him to be sure he didn’t fall out
of the chair and then busied herself packing for tomorrow’s trip.
Luckily they had packed light and with tomorrows travel clothes
laid out and a bag ready for today’s dirty clothes she was ready
to go. After a late dinner tonight she planned on bathing Joe and
getting him to bed early.
After Joe had napped for about an hour he began to stir. Selena
went to him to be sure he wasn’t confused when he woke. He had
already had a long day. The initial “doping” effect of the
vicodin had passed and now it was just managing his pain. The new
prescription she had for him was half the dose he was given for
today and tomorrow.
“Hello baby, do you know where you are?” She asked holding and
petting his hand.
Joe smiled and looked into her eyes.
“As long as I’m with you I don’t care. I think we’re back at The
Seasons, right? I do know that I’m REALLY hungry.” Joe said
beginning to get a bit more with it.
“What do you want to eat? If they can’t fix it in the kitchen,
Joseph or Shanna will get it for you. They told me they wanted to
see you before we left tomorrow.”
“No company for today, OK? At least not now. Breakfast sounds
good. Eggs and bacon, maybe a biscuit. I have to pee too.”
“There’s a bottle on the side of the chair. Do you want some
help?”
Joe reached to the side of the chair and fumbled the bottle as he
tried to get his pajamas and underwear open. Selena smiled and
went to help him.
“You’re still a little out of sync here, let me help you. I know
the area here quite well.” She said with a smile.
She picked up the bottle and knelt in front of Joe and reached
into the slash of his pajama and the pocket of his undershorts.
She fit his penis into the bottle and said, “Let it fly.”
She smiled at Joe as he relieved himself.
“Get used to it honey. Going to the bathroom will be an adventure
for the next 3 weeks. We’ll get through it.”
“You told me last night you would give me the best with your
mouth. I suppose that’s out, huh?”
“Right this minute it is, and you’re in no shape anyway. Later
when I get you in the bed and bathe you we’ll see what pops up.”
She said as he finished urinating and she pulled the bottle and
dabbed him with a tissue.
As much as she wanted to get sexy with Joe she was more
interested in impressing him and others with her home-care and
mothering skills. She wanted Joe to freely depend on her.
She called Joseph and told him what Joe wanted to eat and thought
the kitchen would have no problem with the request. She also
found that Joseph was getting off at 6 that night and arranged
for him and another bellman to come back up around eight to lift
Joe into the bed.
By nine o’clock that evening Joe had eaten and snacked and was
beginning to feel normal. He had made his first trip to the
bathroom and used the pull-up bars to manage the move from the
wheelchair to the john before he had been lifted into bed. He
napped and faded in and out while they watched the financial news
shows. It was more tired, the reason he napped, than the drugs
which he hadn’t taken since his first dose.
Selena got up and went to the bath. She came out wearing her
pajamas and carried a plastic orange container with hot water.
Joe recognized the tub as being from the hospital. She quickly
went back and returned with another. One was for wash and the
other for rinse.
“Now I want you to just let me do this, undress and wash you
without helping me too much. You’ve heard it a hundred times, but
no weight bearing on that leg. OK?” She asked as he smiled and
went along.
She unbuttoned his top and with a little lift from him was able
to get it off. His bottoms and underwear were easier.
“Now they told me to roll you and put a towel under you, take my
hand and pull without using your legs.” She said from her side of
the bed.
Within a few minutes Joe was lying on a huge bath towel as Selena
carefully washed him, and rinsed him using a handful of
washcloths and sponges. She moved him gingerly to fully wash him,
leaving his genitals until last. As he knew that part was coming
he got more and more aroused. Once she was ready she unbuttoned
her top and took it off; the sight of her perfect breasts made
Joe swoon a bit as she came to him with the warm washcloth.
‘Hmmmm, I THOUGHT a look at my boobies would get a reaction from
my little friend. He’ll be easier to clean if he stands up for
me.” She said in a sexy growl.
Lovingly she washed and rinsed his cock and his ball sack, even
getting him to roll his legs up a bit to get underneath him to
clean his butt. She rinsed and dried him thoroughly, standing
back to admire her work proclaiming, “There! I’m done!”
“Are you sure you’re done?” Joe said in a pathetic voice.
“Ohhhh, does my baby want to get his cock sucked? Would you like
to have my mouth and tongue tease you until you shoot your hot
cum in my little mouth and belly?”
Joe just answered by rolling his eyes.
“Seriously though, I want you, but I don’t want you to be
discouraged if we can’t make it happen. You’ve had a lot of drugs
in the last few days and . . . . “
“I know, but right now something warm and wet would sure feel
good.”
“Well, something warm and velvety that tastes like you would sure
make me happy as well.” She said as she took him in her hand and
aimed it at her mouth.
“Mmmmmmmm!” she moaned as her mouth hollowed and engulfed him.
“Oh God Selena,” he said as he put his hands on the sides of her
head. “Since that first night when I woke up in the hospital and
called you, I’ve wanted you. When you kissed it the night before
the operation I dreamt about you all night. I knew then I
wouldn’t be making love to you like I want to, laying over you
and watching you cum under me. But your mouth always makes me
happy. Once we get situated at home I want you to sit on my cock
and make yourself crazy. I want to see your face when you cum.”
After noisily sucking on Joe she lifted her head. “God Joe, shut
up and enjoy this as much as I am. My pussy is tingling waiting
for you to cum. I’m trying not to touch my pussy until you’re
ready, but I can’t hold out much longer.” She said impatiently
before pushing her mouth over him again and fucking it on him
over and over.
She wrapped two fingers and her thumb around the base of his cock
and began to rotate them back and forth. She was trying to avoid
jerking him off in her mouth, she thought he enjoyed mouth
friction better but she was getting tired, having to hover over
him, but the fingers apparently were doing the trick.
“Oh God Baby, I can feel it starting.” Joe said as he started to
puff louder.
Selenas hand shot into her pajama bottoms and began to pinch and
stroke her clit as her palate began to taste Joe’s pre-cum. They
were both going to cum at the same time.
“HRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGHHHHH!” Joe shouted out as a huge watery
volley shot into her mouth choking her.
Selena opened her mouth to let it run out as she applied more
pressure with her fingers until her mouth got suction again. The
second shot hit the back of her throat as well and again she
gagged, but she forced her mouth over him as her own orgasm ran
through her.
“MMmmmmmmmmmmCHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhh!” was her muffled cry as she came
hard by her own hand.
Her mouth was finally in sync with Joe’s spasms as droplets of
cum still escaped from the head after the first two heavy shots.
Her fingers still moved in rhythm with her mouth as she pleasured
her pussy but Joe was crying out that he could take no more,
pushing her away.
“No, no, no, noooooo!” He cried out as she lifted her head and
bent back at the waist as her fingers flailed at her pussy which
he could almost see as her bottoms were just past her hips.
She didn’t cry out loud at her second orgasm, she just growled
deep in her throat as the sound of her wet diddling grew louder
from the increased wetness she produced. Then she could take no
more as well and drew her hand from her bottoms and fell forward,
resting her head on Joe’s belly. She brought her wet, tired hand
to Joe’s mouth as he sucked at her fingers licking up her juices.
Once she got her breath she stood back and turned to kiss Joe on
the mouth to share each others tastes. All of the fears and
tensions of the week had taken a toll on them and they finally
released it all on each other. All of the anticipation of the
trip to the station, the train ride and getting home to meet with
the aides were forgotten now. The lovers had their time of
devotion. The smell of sex filled the room and they could both
sleep and forget their troubles and fears. They had each other
and that was all that counted.
Chapter 51
Joe detested the special treatment and attention he got from the
home health aide people, but there was simply no other way he
could have traveled from the hotel to the train. His wheelchair
had a large roll bar around the front to make sure he was safe
from any collisions with doors, corners or rushing people. Once
he was in place in a special wheelchair section of one of the
cars he asked for his pee bottle to avoid having to use it once
the train was full of people. The train to Albany hadn’t
officially boarded yet so Selena held up a sheet so Joe could do
his thing and that worry was over.
Once the train left Penn Station and the gentle rolling of the
ride became steady both Joe and Selena fell asleep, she sitting
right across from Joe. It wasn’t until a conductor woke Selena
that she realized they were more than halfway home.
“Ma’am, the Café Car is closing in 10 minutes. If you’re going to
need anything for him, you better get it now.” He said touching
her arm to wake her.
She acknowledged his warning and looked over at Joe who was just
rousing from his sleep.
“Joey, do you want something to eat or drink?”
“I could use a couple of those Vicodin. I’m through trying to be
a brave little boy. I’m hurting. I hate being goofy, but it’s
better than being in pain.”
“I’ll go get you a bottle of water and something to eat with
them. You can’t take them on an empty stomach.” She said as she
got up and squat down beside his chair so she could touch his
face and kiss him before she left.
“I’ll keep an eye on him; make sure he doesn’t get away.” An
older woman from across the aisle said as she chuckled.
“Oh thank you, he should be OK, but I appreciate you looking out
for him.” Selena said as she grabbed her purse and rushed off to
the Café Car.
“Skiing accident?” She asked.
“No, skating at Rockefeller Plaza. Something I knew I wasn’t
supposed to do.” Joe chuckled back.
“Oh hell, you only live once. You took a chance and life is all
chances. My husband flew helicopter in Vietnam, over 200 missions
and was killed by a car 5 years ago while he watered our lawn.
Like the kids say, go figure.”
“I’m very sorry to hear about your husband. That’s tragic. My
parents were killed in a car accident.” Joe said, sadly.
“That too is tragic, but unfortunately its part of life, having
to deal with great heartache and that’s my point. Enjoy what you
can while you can.” She reiterated.
The door of the car slid open and Selena was back. She thanked
the woman for keeping her attention to Joe and set up the tray
from the wall beside Joe.
She got a couple ham sandwiches and 2 bottles of spring water.
“Mmmm, this looks gourmet!” Joe cracked.
“Well, you should have seen the pizza, burgers or hot dogs.
Believe me, this looked the safest.” Selena said as she watched
Joe tear into the sandwich.
“Joe, are you that hungry?”
“Not really, I just want to get something in my stomach so I can
take the pills.” He smiled.
“You’re not becoming a “stoner” on me are you?” She asked
kiddingly.
Joe looked up with crossed eyes focusing on nothing particular
saying “Nooooo
Man, I’m just trying to enter the next dimension.”
They both laughed as Joe devoured the sandwich and then held out
his hand for the meds.
“Two please!” He asked.
“JOE, these are 10’s, you know!” She exclaimed as she examined
the bottle.
“Well, it DOES say one or two the first 3 days up to 3 times. Did
we do two’s yesterday?” Selena asked him.
“Yes, I did 2 at the hospital and then 2 later to put me away.”
Joe insisted.
“If you do two now you’ll hardly be aware of anything until we
get settled at home.” Selena whined.
“Exactly, now come on I’m aching like hell.” Joe insisted.
“Sure you go to la-la land while I have to deal with the home
aide.”
“Your Mom and Dad will be there, and I think Lucy is meeting the
train too.”
“Where did you get all this information from?”
“Your Dad called while you were in the shower this morning. I
guess I forgot to tell you.” Joe said with a chuckle as he downed
his water with the pills.
Twenty minutes later he was sleeping like a rock, his head back
and snoring.
“Young lady, as annoying as that sounds now, the day may come
when you will be without him and wish you could hear that racket.
Enjoy it while you can. He sounds like my late husband and it
kind of makes me sleepy and a little lonesome myself.” The lady
across the aisle told her.
Although this ordeal seemed to be the burden of burdens for
Selena, it did bring about one realization. Joe was 20 years
older than she and someday she could very well be without him.
Although her relationship so far and that of the future promised
to enrich her life so much, she didn’t want to think of that day.
However it was a reality and she planned to bravely face it. If
they got another 20 years of active time and love together she
saw no downside. At 40 she would still be in her sexual peak and
Joe would be on the downside. Both of them truly believed in the
“use it or lose it” mentality and felt that with no lull in their
active sexual habits they might never wane until much later than
normal. But still, this setback, which she knew Joe would recover
fully, showed her how vulnerable he was and that 40 isn’t 20. His
hospital stay and his early recovery from surgery showed her a
man severely weakened by his extra 20 years alive on the planet.
She had no reason to doubt he would make a full and complete
recovery, but the snapshot of the future was not missed by the
young woman. Everything was tempered by her deep and burning love
for this man. She was quite ready to be his rock, much as he had
been for her. She realized that her inner strength would be his
linchpin to their long life together. The thought of nursing him
back to strength, getting his reversal surgery complete, and
having a family with him only steeled her resolve and
determination. Although they would walk tall arm and arm in life,
right now she was the loyal soldier dragging her wounded comrade
through the gunfire back to their foxhole. God help whatever
force that may stand in her way.
Joe was still semi “out of it” when they got to the station.
Vicodin was a strange but pleasant drug for those in the throes
of pain and the angst of surgery and recovery. It was easily
addictive, and unless you brought yourself to mega-doses, easy to
kick. People were known to take 30 - 40 tablets a day to maintain
a working level in society. No doctor would ever prescribe that
many so your ways of obtaining them would end up dubious and
hence, the downfall. Right now Joe was happy to “go away” on the
drug and would eventually just use it as a sleep agent. The first
hour of its intensity makes sleep come easy and may be the best
use of the codeine derivative. Vicodin is the combination of
Hydrocodone and Acetaminophen. When combined, the Acetaminophen
makes the effect of the Hydrocodone even more intense. Dosage
ranges are usually 5/500 and 7.5 /500, taken in multiples, and
the big boys 10/ 500 and 10/750. After a few days Joe would be
taking the 7.5/500 version, usually called Lortab in that dosage
combo. Selena had no intention of allowing him to become
dependant on it over the long haul and that sort of high was just
not in Joe’s make-up.
As Joe was wheeled off the train he was not fully aware of
everything around him, but he did know he was going home and that
brightened him a bit. The Hanson’s, as well as Lucy and Jeromy,
greeted him along with the home health aide company, Comfort
Wheels. The aide moved Joe deftly to the waiting van and before
he moved him on, explained to everyone about the kid gloves Joe
and his repaired knee must be treated with.
“I know you all want to help him and make him comfortable, but
one slip-up can reverse this whole thing. Just think of it as
vanilla and chocolate icing spread evenly on each side of a cake.
Now you want to sew the vanilla to the chocolate. That’s how
fragile this is right now. Until it sets, the bond is tenuous. I
hope you can all come to the house to see how to use his
appliances if you are going to be his legs for a few weeks.” The
aide said to the small group that met Joe and Selena
The Hanson’s already had their run through on the appliances as
they watched the company bring them in the house. Besides the
hospital bed there were pull bars and other appliances to help
Joe move and exercise. Knowing how to assist him was key. The
home aide had already insisted that the absolute best way to get
Joe in and out of the bed was for 3 or 4 people to lift him. One
person could do it alone with the assist of the hydraulics in the
wheel chair and the hospital bed, but the simple lift was less
strenuous to all involved.
When they got to the house Selena realized why Joe wanted to be
medicated heavily. He was the center of attention and everyone
wanted to fawn over him. If there was any situation he detested,
it was that.
At the house they showed exactly how to properly lift him from
the bed to the chair and back before they left him to sleep in
the hospital bed. Lucy and Jeromy gave Selena a schedule of
people they had to come in and move Joe each day for her. Both of
the them were involved with PolyTech sports teams and had
arranged for some of the Track, Football and Hockey players to
come by in the morning and evening. The two had coordinated class
schedules to have at least 3 athletes available and they would
provide the ride from campus. Jeromy was the Student Sports
Information Director for the individual athletes so he had some
clout and they were glad to help him out. Lucy managed outside
funding of sports teams, running 50-50 and other fund raisers at
events. The hockey, track and football teams used Sheridan
Avenues long hill as the end of a strength and conditioning run
and one of them was on it many mornings with the PolyTech van
waiting at the top to bring them back to campus. Making a side
stop at Joe’s was no problem.
“Wow, I can’t believe you’ve went to so much trouble for us.”
Selena said to Lucy, ready to cry.
“Selena, you are my sister, I feel that close to you and Joe has
been my savior, and in a way like a father to me when I had
problems and got in trouble. He’s done so much for me, having a
chance to re-pay him is great. Plus, you know I would do anything
for you.” Lucy told her while they hugged.
“My Mom or Dad is going to stay with him once classes start, but
why don’t you and Jeromy stay in the guest room until we have to
move into the dorms.” Selena asked.
“I’ll check with Jer and see. I don’t see a problem. You remember
we have to be moved in by Sunday, right?”
“Yes, I’ll be all moved in, but I’ll be coming back up here every
night until Joe is ready to be alone again. His doctor says three
weeks on no weight, and then 2 weeks of Physical Therapy with
managed weight bearing and he should be good as, ummm . . . . not
quite new.” Selena said with a sad chuckle.
“How are you going to be able to study and take care of him?”
“Good Lord, don’t let my Dad hear that. I’m going to be up until
midnight every night, I guess. I’m screwed.” Selena admitted.
Joe was asleep in the hospital bed in their bedroom and the home
health aide was just leaving all the final instructions and
emergency numbers if they should need to call. Selena wanted
everyone to leave so she could gather her wits and think about
everything she would need to do to make sure their investments,
their lives and their well-being didn’t stagnate, all the while
getting ready to start her last semester.
Scott and Betty Hanson approached their daughter as the last ones
to leave and Betty took Selena’s arm.
“Selena honey, here is the plan. Once you start school your
father and I are going to move into the guest room and take care
of Joe. You come after class for a time, but we think you should
get right back into your old study habits and make sure you get
the top of your class and walk into your career with the
brightest shine you can come up with.”
Selena’s face began to turn red and she wanted to lash out, but
held her temper.
“SELENA! Don’t fight us on this. I’m sure if you talk to Joe
later when he’s lucid he would agree. Showing any dip in your
marks after you’re all but assured of the whole partnership at
WSG would be foolish, foolish, foolish. We know how much you love
him and your father and I have learned to love and respect him
too. Daddy and Joe talked before he went into surgery and they
came up with this idea and apparently Joe hadn’t had the
opportunity to speak with you about it. You come after classes or
when you get a break and we will give you your alone time. But to
allow this to break up your whole portfolio of grades and work at
this stage is something we cannot allow to happen. You may be
independent and more or less on your own, but we’re still your
parents and we would think that our words meant something to you.
Before you get all red faced and throw a temper tantrum, remember
that you insist you’re an adult. Talk to Joe. He may explain it
differently than us, but it’s what he wants too. Well, not what
he wants, of course he wants you here to nurse him back, but he’s
willing to sacrifice that for your future. He doesn’t need the
stress of thinking he might be holding you back because you got
so involved in his recovery. Now calm down and act like the
professional business woman the whole city and college has seen
splashed over the TV.” Betty Hanson chided her sternly.
Selena stood there and took in her words with her fists clenched
at her sides. She was steamed to the hilt, but what made her the
maddest was that she knew they were right. But, she wanted to
prove to Joe that she could do this and would do this as his
wife. Her Mom eased some of the wrinkles out of her frustration
but she still wanted to have it out with Joe about not knowing
about his talk with them.
Soon Selena had gotten everyone out of the house for a while so
she could unpack and get her thoughts together. Lucy and Jeromy,
as well as her parents planned on being back around six o’clock
with dinner and the first move of Joe into his own bed for the
night. Selena tried to calm herself over her mother’s words and
the agreement she had no part of between Joe and her father.
While putting things back into her closet she heard Joe start to
stir and held still for a moment. If it was the noise she was
making she wanted to let him continue to rest and she would move
out of the room. If he was simply waking, she wanted to sit with
him and talk. She saw him wet his lips and open his eyes and look
around, trying to get his bearings.
“Hi baby, you’re home, you know.” She lilted from across the
room.
“Oh yeah, home. Have all the people left?”
“For a while, but we’re alone now.”
“We have to talk about a few things if I can clear the cobwebs.”
Joe said batting his eyes trying to focus. . . . “And boy do I
have to pee.”
Selena went over and got his comfort bottle from the side of his
wheelchair and pulled down the covers for him. She held the
bottle while he tried to arrange his pajamas.
“Here, let me help you before you wet the bed.” She chuckled as
she took his penis and let it lay in the bottle as she rested the
bottle between his legs.
As Joe let fly he looked at her lovingly.
“You’re the best looking nurse I had all week and none of them
put my pee-pee in the bottle for me.” He said with a smile.
“Apparently you don’t think I’m THAT good of a nurse.” She said
brusquely as she took the bottle back and dabbed the end of his
manhood with a tissue before putting him away.
“Selena, I . . .”
“STOP RIGHT THERE, JOE! Here I am about to finish a $400,000
education and take a job that can make me independently wealthy
helping make decisions for investors around the world, but you
don’t think I can nurse you back to health in my free time after
class. Instead you send me to my room, like my father would
have!” She said with damp eyes that only steeled her
determination not to cry like a girl might.
“Nothing could be further from the truth. Selena, I guess you
don’t remember the promise we made to your parents from the very
start. Once classes start you will always be back in the dorm
every night to concentrate on your studies. BEFORE you jump in
and tell me my accident makes a precedent to that agreement, let
me tell you that your marks always took precedent over everything
and still do. We’ve known when we could play and be together and
live life as the lovers we are. Do you honestly think I want to
spend one second away from you? Keep your eyes on the final
prize.”
“I can DO this Joe I . . . “
“Selena, one of the things I love you most for is your passion.
Right now you’re passionate that you can do both and I don’t
doubt that for one second. BUT, we made that agreement and don’t
let your passion get in the way. I will be fine here with your
parents for those few weeks. Of course you will see me more than
you normally do during class, but I do not want to take away from
that passionate focus you get with your studies. Do you honestly
think I choose your parents over you for quality of care? Do
you?”
“Of course not, it’s just . . . .” She said stamping her feet
knowing Joe was right.
“FUCK, do they ALWAYS have to be right? Shit Joe, I HATE you when
you use logic to beat me up when I’m fighting a battle I KNOW I
can’t win.” She said pissed off to the hilt.
“That’s the passion I’m talking about. You’re so passionate you
just said you hate me.” Joe said with a smile.
“You know I didn’t mean hate when I said it.” She said as she
started to cry and went to Joe’s side, sitting on the edge of the
bed.
She hugged her face beside his on the pillow hiding her tears as
best she could.
“There’s that passion again. I know you love me so much that you
can’t do enough for me, and I love you and trust you more than
anyone in the world for it. This is all for the best and you
still get to see me everyday, more than you would have if I
wasn’t laid up like this. Please feel good about this, I love you
so much and I don’t want you to be upset with me.”
“I’m not, I’m OK, I promise.” She said as she reasoned everything
out for herself.
“OK nurse, why don’t you get my magical wheelchair and that chin
up bar and see if we can do this alone. I want to get in the
chair. My back is getting tight.”
Selena was off to the living room to get the chair when the phone
rang and she took the call. Joe heard her saying “yes, I
understand”, “OK”, “that’s great”, and “just perfect”, over and
over again before she finally hung up and she came in the room
with the chair.
“You’ll never guess who that was, Dr. Nikko’s service! Apparently
Dr. Payne called him and explained your predicament and
encouraged him to get you in as soon as possible. How would you
like to spend maybe 3 days of this recovery in the hospital
getting your tubes reattached?” She said excitedly.
“Really? Bill said he was aware of my surgery because they
traded anesthesiologists’ notes on me for a history. That would
make things go a lot better than I thought. I won’t exactly be
wearing you out making love before I can stand on my own anyway,
this would be a good thing.” Joe said knowing he was actually
hearing good news for the first time in days from a doctor.
“Well, we can STILL have sex now, we proved that last night, and
I thought I might be able to sit on you pretty soon. Don’t sound
like you’re looking forward to being without it.” She said.
“Oh honey, it’s just right now the sex won’t be the best we can
have and if I can get this operation out of the way while I’m
seeing you in small doses and with your parents around . . . “
“Oh I get it Joe. I just started thinking about you being in the
hospital and me not being able to see you there either.” She said
sadly changing her demeanor.
“There’s that passion. Selena, if I weren’t sick and you were in
the dorm for the week, you might go 5, 6 or sometimes even 7 days
without seeing me. Why? Because of your passion for perfect class
work. I’m not going in for heart by-pass; I’m having my tubes
reattached. We can talk on the phone all of the time. Please
don’t let my shitty knees cause a big fight between us. You can
nurse me all you want this week, but Sunday you should be in your
dorm as scheduled, just like we agreed with your parents.” Joe
said almost pleading her to stop.
“OK, OK, OK. I won’t fight you or them on this, but I don’t think
I’m being treated like a grown up by either of you.” Selena said.
“Well, fine! Give me 2 more of my pills. My knee aches and I
don’t want to be concerned with things going on around me.” Joe
said with disgust in his voice.
“I thought you wanted to get up.”
“I’d rather just take the pills and go away so I don’t have to
deal with this.”
“Oh I’m sorry Joey. I just want to show you how good I can take
care of you.”
“Essy, if I didn’t think you could take care of me, and I
couldn’t take care of you, do you think I would have asked you to
marry me? For you to think for one minute that I didn’t respect
you for being a mature woman I guess you never saw the way I
looked at you in Manhattan. Come on, get real.”
Selena sat up on the bed.
“You’re not getting drugs yet, you’re getting up. Here use the
bar to lift yourself while I get the chair ready.”
Joe pulled himself up and maneuvered his leg to the hinged metal
sling that held the leg while he transferred into the chair. Once
there Selena could move the leg support tray of the chair under
it and then lower the seat. The transfer was actually pretty easy
with the high tech chair and its hydraulics.
“Just two fucking days and I’m ready to rip the splinting off
this God-damned leg. God, it aches.” Joe said disgustedly.
Selena squat down beside him and kissed his face and looked him
in his eyes.
“I’m here to take care of you and I can manage your pain for you.
We’re going to start the smaller doses of your meds that won’t
knock the crap out of you and then leave you high and dry like
you are now. Those two bombers you took before lasted eight
hours, but the smaller doses will be every four hours and you
will be a lot more lucid, . . . . and maybe not as grouchy.”
“I’m not being grouchy when I tell you that I think your final
semester of your education should come first. I’m not being
grouchy when I tell you that any time I spend in the hospital for
this reversal surgery isn’t a plot to keep you away from me.
Besides my telling you that I love you more than anything in the
universe, what do I have to do to prove it? This last ten minutes
of bickering over all of this is the most stress I’ve felt when I
should be worried about my knee and it getting better instead. I
know you’re under stress too, but when you look back and think on
all the things you said and intimated today you might feel
foolish.”
Rarely did Joe get emotional, but he was at the brink of breaking
down, partly from the situation and partly from the drug
free-fall.
“I already do feel foolish. I’m realizing that I’m not the only
one in control here like I am in my office in Manhattan. I like
being the superstar for them, but I guess I didn’t turn it off
here and my feelings got hurt. We’re still the team and my
parents are still my parents and I’m still under 21. Now, let’s
get you comfortable and get back into the swing of our life
together here, as well as we can make it.” Selena told him,
getting emotional as well.
It was the start of their last week before she returned to
classes and she could be the full time nurse and show Joe just
how much she really cared for and loved him, not that she had to
prove it. With Lucy and Jeromy staying with them and The Hanson’s
stopping up on occasion, Joe had all the help he needed moving
from hospital bed to real bed and back, as well as getting to the
bathroom when he needed. The one thing Joe yearned for was to lie
beside Selena in their own bed to sleep and make love in whatever
ways they could come up with.
Joe started the smaller 7.5 unit dose of his vicodin and
eventually found that it managed his pain very well when taken
every 4 or 5 hours and two at bedtime to help him get to sleep
and stay asleep. He stayed pretty lucid all day. He was able to
work at the computer and the phone and make wise decisions on
investments. However, that first Saturday the pill he took when
he got up with Selena when they were alone knocked him out. He
took it right after he ate the snack Selena had prepared for him
and when Scott and Betty Hanson showed up with dinner, he was
out. Lucy and Jeromy were there to eat and discuss a schedule for
moving Joe but at the time they just helped Selena move him to
the hospital bed from the chair. Once the Hanson’s left and
everyone else was ready to retire they thought Joe was sleeping
too soundly to move to his bed.
When Joe woke on Sunday morning and realized he was still in the
other bed he was pissed. Not pissed at anyone in particular and
more himself for falling asleep. He looked over and saw Selena
sleeping and yearned to feel her warmth, her touch. But, he
wanted her to rest. He filled his pee bottle and fell back
asleep. He laid there in the dim early morning light that the
moons reflection created off the snow outside doing a little
reflecting of his own.
He knew he was past the major post op pain now. The sharp spikes
that told him his body had been violated were no longer there,
the movements that brought them on just 18 hours ago, now just
produced ache, but it was a healing ache he was all too familiar
with. Joe thought back to being anxious to take that pain pill
and taking it with the snack Selena had prepared for him that was
supposed to hold him over to dinner. His hungry stomach churned
the two soft boiled eggs, coffee and biscotti quickly into his
hungry system along with the vicodin. He was asleep in 30
minutes. He remembered that taking them between meals with water
got the desired effect. He could use a pill now, but as long as
he didn’t move he was OK as he went in and out of sleep. He
caught himself falling asleep and then quickly opening his eyes
and seeing his precious Selena asleep across from him in their
bed. Then in one seemed blink she was standing there beside the
bed laying out some casual clothes to wear. The clock said it was
no longer paced minutes between 6 and 7 o’clock. The last seemed
blink of his eyes made the clock say 9.
Selena slipped her pajama top over her head and put on a
sweatshirt they bought in Jamaica. Then she slid down her pajama
pants and turned her bottom toward Joe as she picked up the
stretch workout pants she chose to wear. She slid her fingers
around the inside of the waist looking for the manufacturers tag
that would tell her what was front, what was back in this half
light. She was unaware she was being watched.
“That’s still the most beautiful little hiney I’ve ever seen.”
Joe said, low in the dark.
She smiled and turned to him, glad he had been a voyeur.
“It’s not so little anymore, I’m losing my little girl body.” She
said coquettishly, proud she was turning into a total woman.
“You’re so beautiful, no matter what shape your body takes, I
love YOU!”
“My Mom and her sisters all have nice figures after childbirth,
so I don’t think you have anything to worry about there.”
“Come here, kiss me and let me touch you.”
She started to lift a leg into the pants.
“No, leave those off, I want to touch YOU.” Joe said with a
smile.
Selena came over and leaned over him and kissed his lips with a
kiss that lingered as his hand slid down and cupped the cheek of
her ass.
“Joseph! You’re so fresh.” She kidded as he continued to knead
the flesh and renewed the kiss.
“Tonight after we get rid of everyone and I have you in our bed
we can get happy with each other. I love it when you touch and
caress me, . . . inside and out. And I know you like that ass.
Get your knee all better so you can stand behind me and make love
to that hiney. I love to have you inside me there.” She teased as
she backed away and put her bottoms on.
“You’re making me hard.” Joe said in frustration.
“Well, you better calm it. Lucy and Jeromy are up and out there
and I’m not going to let them hear us. Let me empty your bottle
and we’ll get you into the chair.” She said as she moved swiftly
about the room.
“Do you need the toilet? Do you want to try? I know the vicodin
stops you up pretty good.” She asked about the unpleasant
subject.
“No, I’m not going to kill myself. I’ll have some of the prune
juice with each meal until . . . . well, you know, until.” He
replied, not worried about the situation.
After just the few times of making the move from the hospital bed
to the chair they had the transfer down easy. The metal sling he
used to transfer his leg from the bed to the chair doubled as the
“roll bar” that prevented his extended leg from hitting anything
while being pushed in the chair. The physical therapist was going
to be able to remove the splint and let his knee bend in their
sessions and Joe was looking forward to that.
When they opened the bedroom door the smell of coffee wafted in
the air along with the aroma of frying bacon.
“Oh God it’s good to be home. Since Wednesday morning my life and
my body have been turned every which way and this is the first
time I’ve felt like normalcy is beginning to return. Sleeping in
our bed with you will be my next treat.” He said looking up at
Selena as she pushed the chair and smiled down at him and
caressed his face for a moment.
“Good morning, you two! Breakfast is almost ready.” Lucy
exclaimed as she moved a few things to make way for the
wheelchair to get to the kitchen.
The four of them bantered back and forth with little or no
reference to Joe’s knee or condition and he liked that. It was an
hour long session of good talk and great food.
“We’ll clean up and get out of here. Jeromy has some media
appointments to set up and take care of and there’s a book sell
at the union where I hope I can get rid of some of my old books.
Can we help you move the patient anywhere before we leave?” Lucy
asked.
“Let me spread a couple of those thick shower towels on the
hospital bed and we can set him on there so I can give him a
sponge bath. Then we can do our regular Sunday thing, my Dad is
getting Joe’s papers after noon Mass. This afternoon he can go
into his office and work and begin getting back to normal.”
Selena said as she began to make her way to the bedroom.
“I sit too high to get at the computer, I might have to use a
laptop.” Joe said regrettably.
Selena was almost in the bedroom door when she stopped and looked
back.
“You sit 8 inches higher than your computer chair in that
contraption; Daddy put 8 inch blocks under the four legs of the
desk. We all love you, you know.” He said with a smile as she
disappeared to prepare the bed for Joe’s bath.
Selena came out a few minutes later and began to wheel Joe into
the bedroom as Lucy and Jeromy followed. She didn’t really have
to have the help, but as long as they were there, it made it
easy. Once Joe was on the towel covered bed the couples said
goodbye and Selena showed them to the door. She rushed back up to
be with Joe.
“Now I know we can’t have sex, but you won’t be able to say I
didn’t make love to you by the time I get through with this bath.
My hands will clean every inch of your wonderful body.” She said
with a sexy, almost wicked smile.
She disappeared for a moment and then came out of the bath with
two basins and soap with washcloths. She began unbuttoning his
pajamas and rolled him enough each way to get the top and bottoms
off. She then work his under wear down and over the splint that
held his leg straight out.
“You have one sexy body Joseph; this is going to be a fun bath.”
She said as she went to work diligently washing, caressing and
rinsing him from head to toe, all the while avoiding his
genitals, which she had placed a hand towel over. He pulled
himself to his side as she washed his hairy back and bottom all
the way down to his asshole. When she let him ease back the hand
towel had fallen from his genitals and his hardened cock stood
out with his bloated ball sack below.
“Oh my, Mr. Johnson, this is going to require special attention.
I may not have enough water to entirely rinse all of this, I may
have to improvise.” She said as she wrapped the washcloth around
his cock and washed him up and down, squeezing and throttling his
aching cock. His balls were next and she handled them like
delicate eggs, being careful not to crack them.
“I think this area needs a final personal rinse.” She said with a
smile as she began to bend over him.
She stopped for a moment and looked up at him.
“You just relax and enjoy this. Let your tensions go and do NOT
worry about me, or my needs. Tonight in that bed you will have
your opportunity to make me happy.”
With one hand going to cup his balls her mouth went over his cock
and began to bob up and down over him. If Joe wanted one thing to
take his mind off his knee he had it now. With a soapy hand she
began to stroke him in time with her lips bobbing over the head
of his cock. Joe closed his eyes and thought of his loving Selena
and the next time he could be inside her holding her body tight
to his own. Knowing it was what he would have to wait the longest
for perhaps made him want it so. Thinking of the tightness of her
sweet smooth pussy as he slid in and out of her as she held his
biceps and begged him to fuck her was a distinct memory he could
not let go of. The simulation of the fantasized moment with her
lips locking behind the head of his cock over and over brought
his orgasm fast and furious. He kept silent as he gripped the
towels he was laying on, perhaps to be sure he didn’t cause any
of the ears that had been amongst their living quarters the past
two days and the next few weeks to take notice. His spurt of seed
pulsed into her mouth as she swallowed each time her lips passed
over the corona. Her expert hand pushed three wads of his
pleasure juice before she let go and gently sucked the last drops
he had for her. She saw his fingers go from rigid holding the
towel to limp and she drew her mouth off and looked to him to
smile. Their eyes met and he beckoned her to his kiss.
“I love you so much Essy. You know how to make me feel like a
king when you make love to me that way. I promise to make you
happy in every way.” Joe said with a lump in his throat.
“Joey, do you see this ring you gave me? That’s the promise you
made to me that will last forever, like you just said. I just
showed you how I feel about you and I know how you feel about me.
We’ve had good times and bad times and the wrinkles always smooth
out because we love each other and show it as often as we can.
All of my foolishness about caring for you is just me trying to
be sure you get the best care. I know you’ll be fine, but care
like I just gave you, they can’t do, and I want you to be happy.”
“I’ll be happy just knowing you’re putting more pieces in our
puzzle at Poly. We’re so close to the first final step of our
dream together that I want to be sure it all works out right. If
I ever thought I needed better care or thought something was
wrong I would have you here right away.”
Selena hugged him as hard as she could from where she lay across
him as he tried to come up to her without putting pressure on the
leg.
“Devotion.” They said in unison as they laughed.
“I guess the same thought hit us together. How’s that for karma?”
Joe said as he shuddered with a chill.
“Oh!” Selena said as she popped up to her feet. “I have to get
you covered and then some clothes on you. I can’t have you
freezing and catching cold.”
She slid the comforter from the foot of their bed over Joe and
rushed off to his dresser to get clothes for him. She carefully
dressed him, helping where she could. Only sweatpants would
billow enough to fit around the splint and bandages on his knee
and they were easy to slip on and off. Betty Hanson bought some
insulated ski pants that had knee high zippers on the side so he
could eventually get outside, but basically he would wear sweats
for the duration of his “non-weight bearing” recovery.
The rest of Sunday Joe spent seeing what he could do to keep
himself busy on the computer, reading and taking his notes from
the financial pages. He saw he could easily fill his day without
getting too bored; he just worried about getting to sore from
sitting or laying in one position. He brought some of the pull up
bars with him to the office and living room so he could stretch
out his back and arms. Joe was good at getting a mind-set, facing
it and just doing it. He used this method at the dentist, where
he could fall asleep during root canal. He would just tell
himself that he would be uncomfortable for 2 hours of his long
life and if that were the price to pay for making the rest of his
life better, so be it. His focus on such matters was enviable. He
knew he couldn’t walk, drive, go out, cook, have normal
intercourse, shovel the snow, and do handy work or ANYTHING.
Rather than frustrate himself with what he couldn’t do he set his
mind on what he could. Sunday was his third full day, post-op,
and he skipped his first dose of vicodin in the afternoon. He was
comfortable at the computer, phone and telex machine while he
conducted his normal Sunday business. Late Sunday he got WSGG’s
Sunday Night Letter which included Selena’s health care story
that told what really happened the week before throughout the
world in reaction to the Time magazine story. He called Scott and
Betty in while Selena was preparing dinner to see what their
daughter had written. They would see it on Monday when the
received their WSGG newsletter online (which Selena comped them
on) but Joe was full of pride for his love and wanted them to see
it right away. Betty stood behind Joe and squeezed his shoulders
as he read it aloud to them. Scott beamed at the words Joe read
them. Somehow this man, almost their age, was making their
daughter very happy and productive to levels even they had no
hopes for. In their minds Joe Johnson went from the corrupting
devil to saving angel for their happy daughter and the 4 of them
were becoming a family.
Chapter 52
Sunday dinner was just being cleaned from the table as Selena
prepared coffee and Betty Hanson was cutting the apple pie she
had made for Joe. Joe was due for another vicodin, but he wanted
to skip them until bedtime when he could take 2 and go right out.
He wasn’t in a lot of pain, just a dull ache when he tried to
move the leg. He knew in bed, in his sleep, these movements would
wake him for sure, so he wanted to be above that threshold. But
he had “business” he wanted to take care of with Selena first.
Scott was wheeling Joe back into the dining room from checking
the late football scores when the phone rang. Selena answered it
and asked the party to hold.
“Joe, do you know a Gordon Phelan and do you need to talk to him
tonight?”
“God yes, he found your apartment in Manhattan, plus he and his
older brother gave my Dad a lot of re-hab business. I should talk
to him.”
“Hello Gordo, what makes you call during a football game?” Joe
chuckled.
“Sorry if I’m interrupting, you know I wouldn’t call if it
weren’t important. I heard you were looking to give a deserving
young man a housing scholarship and I thought I might have
something, but I’ll have to bid tomorrow on it. Do you remember
Marymount Place? It was a large building on Lex between East 72nd
and East 73rd?”
“Wasn’t that the former convent for Marymount College of
Manhattan? My dad sub-divided it back in the 80’s for the
non-secular staff if my memory serves me. I remember he had me
running the college President, also a nun, out to Tarrytown every
night where the rest of the religious staff went.”
“Yes, the provost and other high rankers at the college lived
there and it was thought the next president of the school
wouldn’t be a nun and that would be the residence. However the
same nun you drove then held on to the position until the early
nineties. Anyway, the building has been vacant for about 7 years,
used for storage. Now the neighborhood is after them to repair it
or sell it. I know someone making a bid on it tomorrow. If he
gets it, and he will because he’s the only bidder registered, he
wants to remodel the front apartment, posthaste, to soothe the
neighborhood and give him time to fix up the rest. The address is
1, 2, and 3 Marymount. One and three have corner entrances and
down stairs only number 2 faces the street. He’s going to make 3
townhouses out of the rest, but he can have the front apartment
done in 2 or 3 weeks. He’ll need extensive work to make the rest
of the 3 addresses. If they can live with the construction noise
during the day, and he’ll have limits set, he’ll give it to you
for 6 years. $2000 a month for 3 years and $2400 the last 3, and
he’ll include utilities. His lease where he currently has offices
runs out in 6 years and he will move them there. In New York, you
plan ahead Joe.”
“Oh, I know that. I remember my Dad telling me about people being
on waiting lists for apartments for 5 or 6 years. Listen Gordo,
I’m OK with the price, it’s a lot less than I planned on. Jeez
God, why is he including utilities?”
“He has to make it look respectably lived in and he has to have
utility there for the builders anyway, and I guess he writes the
rest off after they get done. The lad you picked and his mother
got a rousing endorsement from the Administrator and the CFO of
Lenox Hill. Listen Joe, this guy wants to act fast to get the
neighborhood association off his butt so he can take his time
doing the rest of the project right. He’s going to get a 100
thousand a month for the townhouses when he’s done and he has
potential tenants already.”
“Wait a minute, how small is this “apartment” going to be?” Joe
asked suspecting to hear loft type proportions.
“It’s going to be 4500 square feet. Remember he’s planning on
moving his business offices in there.” Phelan told him.
“Listen get the kid and his mother to look at the location, I
don’t see how they could turn it down as far as that. Get
everything else in writing and get it to Culver, Culver and
Brody, my legal at Johnson. This won’t be a corporate deal, it’s
my own personal, but they still handle all of that stuff for me
now. I’ll call them in them morning. Listen Gordo, you probably
heard I’m laid up so I’m going to have to trust some of you guys
on this. I can’t do the footwork I might normally do. I don’t
like trusting anyone on real estate deals. My Dad is looking down
on you, keep that in mind.” Joe warned him half joking, half
serious.
Joe hung up the phone and over dessert he told The Hanson’s what
he and Selena were doing for the budding med student and his
mother. Scott Hanson could not get over being able to afford to
give away 24 to 30 grand a year to someone he barely knew.
“Scott, you might think it’s a lot, but we figured it would be 50
to 60 grand. Here’s a kid with all the talent and determination
in the world, and he would be stuck without outside help. I got
all the breaks in the world and so has Selena, as far as her
education goes and she’s made that pay off nicely already. There
is such a thing as money you will never spend and Jacob is well
worth the risk. If just 1 other kid from his neighborhood, or
from anywhere for that matter, sees what he did with effort and
turns his life around, it’s all worth it. That whole inner city
life style has to change and the representatives at the local,
state and federal levels want to do little about it because if
they keep them down and in need, they have their votes. It sounds
crazy but local officials are trying to stop the 3 for 1 program
he’s in because it doesn’t offer the same opportunity to the
student who doesn’t try.” Joe explained.
“So why is this guy renting it so, as you say, cheap?” Scott
asked.
“Because if this guys bid gets dropped without having an
immediate tenant, the building will be sold to the city for taxes
and then it becomes rent control property. The neighborhood
doesn’t want that. Our situation fills his bill to a T. The
college will have to sell it at the minimum bid and this will put
it back on the tax rolls as well.”
“We should invite Jacob and his mother up here for dinner so we
can talk and work out details.” Selena interjected.
“That’s not a bad idea. Let’s see if we can arrange it.” Joe said
as he clearly began to fade a bit.
Selena saw him tiring and began to rush her parents exit a bit.
“Dad, the four of us should be able to get Joe into our bed. He
and I can get him into the hospital bed from the chair, and then
it’s a pretty easy transfer. They said we shouldn’t try it from
the chair to the regular bed, it’s too low.” Selena said as she
took charge.
Twenty minutes later, Joe was in his own bed, waiting for Selena
to join him. Lucy and Jeromy had left for a movie and they were
alone. She was leaving a note for Lucy and Jeromy telling them
that Joe was going down early, and she as well. They didn’t want
to be disturbed.
Selena came back in the room wearing her silk pajamas that she
knew Joe liked. The button up top accented the tips of her
breasts and the rest of the pajama hung from there. The bottoms
were very loose fitting and didn’t show her figure, but to the
touch, the silk did the trick. Joe liked to touch her naked skin,
but the silk made her that much more sensuous. Plus, undressing
her or putting his hands beneath her clothes held a bit of sexual
mystery that made the whole act more erotic.
In the light of the bathroom he saw her brush out her hair and
fix herself for him. When she came out she had a glass of water
and two pills for him. She left them on his side of the bed to
take later.
“Joe, I had a very frank talk with Dr. Payne about sex and he
doesn’t want you to get very athletic for a while. It wasn’t easy
to ask him questions about this, you know. But anyway, once the
splint comes off, if I elevate your leg, I can get on top of you
and do all the work. He’s afraid of what might happen in a moment
of
. . . . . well, you know.” She said standing by the bed in the
ambient light from the bath and the reflection of the moon off
the snow outside.
She crawled onto the bed on her hands and knees and kissed Joe
deeply on the lips before his hands went to the sides of her face
underneath her tresses and held her face to his.
She broke the kiss and knelt up straight and unbuttoned her top
and fell forward to Joe.
“My titties need some attention Joey. They’ve ached since I had
you in my mouth before and now seeing what you’re growing in your
pajamas, they’re jealous again.” She said as she dangled one firm
breast near his mouth and he took the nipple in his mouth.
He suckled like a hungry baby, chewing the distended bud to make
her swoon in pleasure and pain. She pulled the breast back to
squeeze it herself as she put the other to his loving mouth.
“Ohhh, God Joe, Joey, Joey, you make me feel so good, so wet, so
horny all over. I would cum if you touched my belly button right
now. Oh, I love you so much!” She growled as she had to pull the
other breast away to squeeze herself.
Her mouth assaulted Joe’s in a long tonguey passionate kiss as
she held his face. It was a kiss made for the movies as she
couldn’t get enough of his mouth into hers. Her passions were
overflowing finally having her Joe alone in their bed to hold and
squeeze, love and kiss.
Joe raised a hand to touch her belly button and swirl it like it
was her clit but then he slid his hand down under her bottoms to
her wet slit. His middle finger parted her lips and he pushed his
drenched finger up into her as she groaned and swooned into his
mouth. He fingered her pussy while his thumb wiggled at her clit.
His gentle in an out motion turned to a passion filled plugging
of her slit as she slowly rose her face from his with eyes closed
and mouth open as a guttural rattle came from her throat. She was
in divine ecstasy as she literally dripped from her pussy. He
brought his plunging middle finger and his diddling thumb almost
in a pinch together on her clit as her vocalizations came to a
peak. Her body froze hard in place as her orgasm swept and she
steeled herself to every shudder, every spasm.
The rattle from her throat turned to a shrill pitch as he let up
on her clit and began to pound his middle finger deep into her
again, his thumb diddling her clit.
“My god, my God, my God, my clits going to b . . . b . . BURST!”
She said as she wiggled her pussy from his hand.
Joe was persistent though and pushed the thumb up her slit as his
wet middle finger sought her asshole. He sunk in into her ass to
the second knuckle with his had stretched out to fill both little
holes.
“Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh,” she crooned at the double hold his hand had.
“Fuck my holes, oh I want that cock so bad. In my pussy, in my
ass. MY PUSSY! MY ASS WHERE YOUR FINGER IS!” She shouted as she
had to pull from his grip.
She fell to her side and rolled to her back, holding her pussy
much as she did with her breasts, hardly able to believe how good
it felt. Once the feeling passed she scurried to her knees and
kissed his mouth once again, spitting out words in between
kisses.
“I can’t have you. . . . . .” (kiss-kiss)
“I can’t have you the way I want you.” (kiss-kiss)
“But I WANT you. I want you so bad.” (kiss-kiss)
“Slide your fingers in my ass while I suck out your cum.”
(kiss-kiss)
“Fuck my ass with your hands while I make you shoot in my mouth.”
(kiss-kiss)
“My pussy is so happy now. Make me cum again in my ass.”
(kiss-kiss)
“Make me cum, make me cum.” (kiss-kiss)
She quickly spun around and faced away from Joe on her knees and
pulled down her pajama bottoms over the sweet curve of her ass.
She turned her upper torso toward Joe’s crotch and held onto his
cock and balls with her hands, stroking him lightly while she
felt the load he had in his balls. Joe saw the ass he craved and
admired so often now exposed in front of him. He wet his finger
heavily and transferred the spittle to her rear dimple. He
repeated the transfer again before sinking his finger up her slit
once more to gather more wetness. He then centered his finger on
her wrinkled little rose and slid into her as she blew out a ball
of air and fell to her elbows, still holding his genitals.
As Joe began to gently fuck her ass with his long middle finger
she began to suckle at his cock like it was the giver of all
life. She knew someday it would spew the seed for her egg and she
couldn’t wait to taste that. To feel him swell in her mouth and
push out his orgasm was what she wanted as she enjoyed the
pleasant fingering in her rear hole. She felt tingles deep inside
of herself as the barrel of her vagina began to fill with blood
and get sensitive to the friction in the wall behind it. She felt
the orgasm deeply and subtly, never breaking the rhythm of her
mouth, determined to taste him, make him happy. Her pussy oozed
the watery ejaculate from her g-spot sponge as she came close to
that kind of an orgasm. She was totally atingle with sexual
satisfaction trying not to force herself violently over an edge
she wanted to avoid so she could devote her attention to him now.
She felt his balls tighten in her hand and knew he was at the
precipice.
Only a deep breath from him told her he was past the brink as he
sprayed into her mouth. She rolled her tongue around his cock,
the sperm dancing throughout before she swallowed. His finger was
buried as deep as he could push it in her as he came and that
triggered her spot to spasm once more as she swooned over him as
a short spray came from her slit on to the bed.
It may have been the quietest rousing orgasm for both of them,
subconsciously fearing there could be someone on the other side
of the door. She let his cock from her mouth and fell forward,
her feet at his head, her head at his feet, her pajamas pulled
below her bottom cheeks. They both lay quietly enjoying the
sexual hangover of post orgasm.
“OOOOOoooofff! That felt soooooo good. I can’t move!” Selena
groaned.
“How would you like your parents to find us like this?” Joe said
facetiously.
“That’s not even funny.” Selena said as she got to her knees and
began to button up her top.
She pulled up her bottoms and went to the bathroom and came back
with 2 wash clothes for Joe. She used one to wash his fingers
that had been inside of her and then rinsed his hand with the
other. She got his pee bottle and held it for him to empty his
bladder after sex as she herself would, not needing the risk of
an infection for either of them, especially Joe, with surgery
coming up. She went and emptied his bottle and took care of her
own needs and hand washing. When she came out she gave Joe his 2
pills with water and in moments they were laying together holding
hands, drifting off to sleep. It was an especially long day for
Joe and the pills helped him go to sleep fast. Neither of them
heard a thing until after 9 o’clock on Monday morning when they
smelled coffee brewing.
Selena looked over and saw Joe’s bottle had moved so she knew he
had been awake at least once. When she tried to get up he opened
his eyes and looked around, confused.
“You’re still home Joe and you can bet I’m glad. Last night was
something I REALLY needed.” She said as she leaned up and kissed
him.
“Let me fix your pajamas and I’ll get those two to come in and
move you to the other bed so we can get you into the chair.” She
said as she got up and came around to his side.
In no time the girls had his legs and Jeromy helped lift him
onto the hospital bed.
Almost as a floor exercise Joe got his leg in the metal sling and
swung out to meet the elevator chair and rested his leg in the
trough. She fit the bar from the sling around the front of the
chair to protect his leg and soon the 4 were having breakfast
together.
Lucy blushed and apologized saying, “I hope we didn’t wake you
guys up last night, we didn’t mean to be so loud.”
“That’s OK, we were both in comas from our own noise we made. We
never heard a thing.” Joe chuckled as Selena blushed.
Once breakfast was done Selena and Lucy left for the bookstore
and then dorm shopping while Jeromy waited for Betty Hanson to
arrive. Once she did arrive Jeromy left and was about his
business while Joe worked on the computer and the phone.
“Joe, if you’re going to be in here I’m going to exercise. If you
need me call out.” Betty told him after she picked up the
kitchen.
Joe continued to work on the computer until his back got tight
and he wanted to stretch out. He managed to move the chair away
from the computer and planned on wheeling up the hallway to one
of the pull up bars where Betty could help him. When he got to
the doorway the sight up the hall in the living room almost
floored him.
Betty Hanson was in a white leotard type body suit doing her reps
and the suit left little to the imagination. You could see
through the entire thing as Joe gave her the once over.
“Wow, what a spectacular body!” He thought to himself as he froze
in the doorway.
He knew he was looking at a preview of what Selena might look
like in 20-25 years, but he wasn’t prepared to be bowled over
like this. She hadn’t seen him gawk at her so he backed into the
computer room to the desk and called out to Betty to give her a
chance to cover up.
“Betty, do you think you could give me a hand?” He called out.
She called out that she would be there in a moment as Joe gave
her time to put on clothes. But, when she came into get him, she
had just added a men’s type shirt and even that was unbuttoned.
“What can I do for you?” She asked as the shirt was a little
askew and a big dark nipple showed through the top.
If the crotch weren’t double paneled, he would have seen her
pussy. However, she acted like nothing was happening.
“Ummm, I need to go out and stretch and someone needs to make
sure I don’t fall.” Joe said nervously.
Betty wheeled him to the bar that was specifically for exercising
and locked the wheels. She stood in front of the chair while he
reached up to pull himself up. He looked forward as he reached up
to lift himself and was almost to a chin level when he let it go.
“God-damn it Betty, where is the rest of that outfit! For
Christ’s sake put some clothes on. You’re putting your tits in my
face like you’re trying to prove something to me and it’s not
amusing at all!” Joe said as he lost his cool.
“What are you talking about? I’m covered!” She said innocently.
“Let’s see what Scott thinks, I just saw him come up the walk in
the window.”
Betty’s face turned ashen and she ran to the guest room and came
out moments later with a pullover vest and shorts over the Lycra
second skin she had on.
“Scott, what are you doing here?” She shouted from the hall.
“Scott’s NOT here Betty, but I wanted to see your real reaction
to it. What’s the idea of flashing your ass and tits around here
in front of me? Are you testing me, teasing me or what?” Joe
demanded.
“Don’t use that coarse language around me Joe. Scott and I don’t
talk that way.”
“Scott also doesn’t know you like to flash your future son-in-law
either. If you want to know if I think you have a nice body, the
answer is yes and I look forward to the day when Selena is your
age and looks as good as you. But, with that body you should be
getting lots of attention at home.”
Betty turned red and sat down. Joe thought she was going to cry,
but she toughened up and looked Joe right in the eye.
“I’m sorry, and I do get enough attention at home, if I think I
know what you mean by attention. But I see you and my daughter
playing grab-ass and exchanging kisses outside the bedroom and I
get jealous. I guess I wanted to know if I still had the goods.”
Betty explained a bit plaintively.
“For God’s sake Betty, you MORE than have the goods. Scott just
has to stop being such a tight-ass. I thought Selena had a talk
with him about being more affectionate and things got better.”
Joe wondered.
“They did for a while, and everything is still fine, you know in
private. But when I want to dress sexy or be forward at home, he
just curls up. We used to be like the two of you and I know we
got careful when Selena was younger, not to be too overt. But, he
took it too far and we dried up, sexually. Things got back to our
newlywed sex life, but he’s different again, outside of the
bedroom.” She confided.
“I don’t understand. You two have the house all to yourselves.
You’re a hot woman and he should be screwing your brains out
whenever you want. Wait a minute! I caught you topless out by my
pool last summer and he was OK with that. What happened?” Joe
asked.
“You saw us? I loved coming up here to sun without my top. It’s
the first time he let me wear a bikini in years. I may as well
just tell you, you’ve heard everything else. We still have sex 4
or 5 nights a week, like when we were first married. It’s good
and it’s hot, but it’s only in the bedroom. Outside that room
he’s just not sexy, and barely pays attention to me. I like to
dress sexy and have men look at me just to be appreciated for
keeping myself in shape. He tells me to stop dressing like a
whore. It’s like he doesn’t think I’m pretty and I should just
save it for the bedroom.” She said sadly.
“You may not want to hear this, but before I met your daughter,
if I saw you out somewhere I would make every effort to try and
make you, and fuck you until you begged me to stop.” Joe said
boldly.
“JOE! Don’t talk to me that way.”
“Why not, wouldn’t you like it if Scott did? I was just telling
you in my own words what I thought of your body, and how pretty
you are. Your daughter and I are always affectionate and loving .
. and most of all, OPEN. Betty you have to stand up to Scott when
he tells you not to wear this and not to do that. What happens if
you don’t do what he says?” Joe wondered.
“He hollers and sulks, but I don’t mean to make you think he
would get violent.”
“I see what he’s doing. He needs to have a way to control you, or
not quite that, he wants to have the upper hand in the
relationship. He may have thought he was losing it before and his
ego may have suffered.” Joe said thinking aloud.
“You might have something there. When it came to a lot of things,
Selena and I used to walk on eggshells around him; usually with
anything to do with sex, or looking sexy. But after Selena
intervened with him he realized he might be losing me, and then
he lost the hold on me. I got independent. For Christ’s sake is
there anything wrong with wanting to feel sexy when I go out? I
like it when I look at a cute guy and he looks back at me and
gives me the once over look, that’s hot. Not that I would do
anything about it, I love Scott for all his faults as well as all
his plusses.” Betty railed on.
“You just want to get laid in the kitchen, or the living room or
the back of the car whenever the urge strikes you. You’re a hot
woman and I know your type.” Joe said trying to make a point.
“Oh yes Joe,” she began sarcastically, “You know the type of
woman I am and you probably think you could have me if you could
get out of that chair.”
“Betty I know you well enough that I WAS THE ONE that told your
daughter that you were ready to do something drastic to feel like
a woman again. I know you went in my bathroom and masturbated the
day you had me here after my pre-surgery tests. You wanted me
that day and if I were a stranger you would have made it happen.”
Joe said confidently and boldly.
Betty turned beet red and began to run off.
“Betty don’t run away. Face your demons, face your problems.
Knowing you’ll run is why Scott controls you, makes you act like
he wants, not like you want.” Joe managed to say before she
closed the guest room door behind her.
The door immediately reopened and Betty came out with a new
determination on her face, a look all too familiar to Joe from
seeing her daughter use it with him.
“I somehow always want to discredit you because you stole my
daughter from me, but you were right that day. I’m embarrassed to
know that you heard me that day but I’m not going to run from it,
just like I’m not going to run from Scott anymore. That son of a
bitch is going to have to face me when he gives me those orders.
What you don’t know and what he doesn’t know is that on that
morning I almost got picked up in a diner. A man grabbed me right
between my legs under the table and I liked it. I got up to go to
the ladies room and I left. I was petrified thinking what might
happen. That afternoon here with you asleep on that sofa I was on
my knees ready to give you a BIG surprise before I felt better of
it and went to the bathroom and relieved myself. You were
sleeping with an erection and I was at the end of my wit, we
hadn’t had sex in 6 months. You know what stopped me both times?
Knowing I had to get home and change my clothes before Scott saw
what I was wearing in public that day. That was my worry. I’m so
pissed off right now that I could have ruined my marriage,
alienated my son-in-law and even been hit over the head and
dragged somewhere by a stranger, and what stopped me? The thing I
was afraid of what Scott would say if he saw me in jeans and a
tank top. What’s wrong with me? Why didn’t I realize this
before?” She cried out in realization.
“Betty, you love him that’s why. But your devotion is misguided.
Relationships are two-way streets. When he feared he was going to
lose you he opened up traffic to go both ways. Now he’s secure
that you are here and devoted, he wants to take control of the
flow again. You have to stand up to him make it a two-way street
again. Make him show his devotion to you by fulfilling your
wishes.” Joe reasoned with her.
“Do I just stand up to him?” She said as she sat on the arm of
the sofa next to Joe’s wheelchair
“No, a confrontation from you will alienate him, I think. Just do
what you did today with me, try to seduce him outside the
bedroom.”
“I NEVER tried to seduce you Joe, . . . and don’t you EVER tell
my daughter that!!”
“Believe whatever you want Betty, but I know when I’m home free.”
“Is that what my daughter was to you, home free?”
“Betty, why do you want to fight? Are you trying to take your
frustrations with your husband out on me? You KNOW your daughter
seduced me and she’s told you that before. I rejected her, for
the same reasons I rejected you, personal and social ethics.” Joe
said beginning to lose his cool.
The fighting face of Betty Hanson finally broke and she began to
well up with tears.
“I know why Selena loves you; you make her strong by facing her
demons and beating them down. I don’t know if I can do that.”
“Sure you can, as long as you feel your love for your man is
worth fighting for. As far as telling Selena, just admit to me
that you wanted something to happen here.”
Betty Hanson started crying and then bawling to the point where
Joe was embarrassed to even see. After 5 minutes of this Joe
reached over to her and pulled at her shoulder a little to get
her to hug him so he could stroke her back.
“You hold back your feelings and let him have your way with you.
This is a man you take inside of your body to give you the most
intense pleasure a woman can feel, yet you can’t stand up to him
when he’s playing games with your feelings, your self esteem.” He
said as the crying finally stopped and she listened.
“Now, without looking me in the eye, I’ll let you off on that;
just tell me what your act here was for today.” Joe said softly.
Betty gave a sigh of resignation and pulled away for a moment and
Joe saw her begin to gather her thoughts and gird her feelings to
make her admission to him, but she decided she couldn’t face him
and she hugged him again.
“This isn’t easy, but if I’m going to take control of my
marriage, and my life with my husband I have to start growing the
second set of balls in this family.”
“That’s the way Betty!”
“The last two nights, after being here with the two of you and we
got home to bed, it was like Sex Disneyland. We made love in
every way a couple could those two nights and I would fall asleep
the happiest woman in the world. This morning I put on some sexy
silk pajamas to make his breakfast in and he told me to put a
robe on so I didn’t look like a fool. I told him he didn’t think
I looked like a fool last night, and he told there was better
lighting in the morning. . . . . How could he? So when I came up
here today I was trying to see if you thought I looked so bad I
should cover up. I didn’t want to seduce you, just see if I could
turn your head.” She said pulling away from Joe looking at him,
but quickly averting her eyes from his.
“Betty,” Joe said in a conciliatory tone. “Can’t you look in the
mirror and see what a wonderful body you have. You have nice full
breasts, a flat stomach and a nice round bottom. Women 10 years
younger than you would give up limbs to have what you have going
for them. Scott is playing games with your mind trying to control
you again. Betty, step on him like a bug. With love comes respect
and he has none for you, at least when it comes to your feelings
and self esteem. If you put yourself out there Betty you would
have your choice of men from 25 to 50. I don’t doubt for one
second that Scott doesn’t love the person inside your body and
he’s well aware of how fantastic you look, and that’s a threat to
his manhood. I would bet his own low self-esteem tells him he
could lose you. He keeps you happy in the bedroom and tries to
make it seem like you’re lucky to have him, when in reality he
KNOWS it’s the other way around.” Joe theorized to her.
“He cut me off from sex and made me feel worthless and now we
can’t get enough sex, but he still wants me to feel like I was
his last resort and I’m lucky to have anyone. God I love him and
worship him and do anything he wants or pleases. Why does he do
this to me?” She said beginning to “get it” as she welled up with
tears.
“He knows how beautiful you are and how other men look at you and
he feels he can’t compete. He’s trying to shift his low
self-esteem onto you. You can’t do anything more to show him how
much you love him, but you can do things to show him how much you
love yourself. Dress sexy, if you want. Act sexy if you want and
always let him know it’s for him. If he fears other men looking
at you will steal you away, just reinforce your feelings for him
in public, if you have to. Show him how proud of him you are. If
he doesn’t react, let him know what steps you’re prepared to
take.”
“What steps AM I prepared to take?”
“You tell me. Can you live the rest of your life with him and be
under his thumb, walking on eggshells?” Joe asked her
straightforward.
“That’s a tough question, but I’ve asked myself the same question
today. No I can’t. I never expected to have Selena out of the
house so young so we could enjoy our time together, but we can. I
feel like I’m 25 and I’m raring to go. He wants us to be
something else.”
“Talk to Selena before you do anything. She understands a lot
more than you might think. Scott listens to her and trusts her,
plus she isn’t afraid of him anymore. You know when Scott woke up
and began making a marriage out of your relationship again; your
daughter had kicked his ass over the phone. But right now he
wants the best of both of his two lives with you.” Joe coached.
Joe had done enough counseling for the day and finished his
stretching. Betty helped him back into the hospital bed and gave
him medication. Joe welcomed the solitude of sleep as he tried to
figure out the reasons Scott acted like such a jackass. When he
woke a few hours later he looked around the room and saw Selena
sitting in a kitchen chair pulled beside the bed for her to keep
her “vigil”. She felt Joe looking at her and she half smiled.
“My Mom and Dad, what a trip, huh?”
“She talked with you?”
“Yes, she told me more than I wanted to know. What the fuck is
going through my Dad’s head!”
Joe cleared his throat and sat up a bit to reach for the bar over
his head. He pulled himself up as Selena bent forward to put a
pillow behind him.
“The best I can figure,” Joe began, “Is he liked the control he
had over her right after you left. He withheld sex and affection
as she tried her best to make him happy in other ways, but he
just turned her away. When she would dress herself up to go out
to feel like a woman, he squelched it. Then you scared the crap
out of him and he realized he had gone too far. He rode that
route for a while until he decided he could have his cake and
screw it too. He has an abject fear that she could do better and
leave him. I think he has very low self-esteem and he feels he’s
on the cliffs edge and needs to grab at something.”
“But, my Mom loves him like crazy, but she won’t put up with his
act much longer. She told me that she was “over forty and over
horny” and she wanted to feel loved. She was sick of having him
“shit on my birthday cake” as she put it.” Selena said,
disclosing intimate details of her talk with her Mom.
“So how do we handle this?” Joe asked, sensing Selena had an
idea.
“Tomorrow when my Mom comes up in the morning, I’m going down to
tell my Dad he’s going to counseling. He has no choice. I’ve
already made appointments for them. My Dad first, then my Mom and
then together. It’s a marriage intervention. I called the shrink
at PolyTech and she suggested it. She pulled some strings to get
them in tomorrow”
“What if your Dad refuses?”
Selena’s eyes welled up with tears and she choked a bit before
standing up and hugging her head to Joe’s.
“My Mom is going to file for a trial separation. She’s totally
fed up. So, you can bet I’ll be kicking my Dad’s ass if his
God-damned male ego gets in the way.” She confided to Joe sadly.
“Judging by the way he reacted before, he’ll go along. Last year
he acted like he wanted an intervention. They just have to find
out what the sources of his foolish antics are.” Joe said to
allay many of her fears.
“Good, that’s what I think too. It’s like he’s crying out for
help. I’d like to just tell him to stop acting like an asshole.
But, I’m sure there’s some reason for all of this, but my Mom
can’t take anymore.” She said with a deep sigh as she settled
back into the chair at Joe’s side.
Selena dried her eyes a bit and looked to Joe and smiled.
“I have happier news too! Lot’s happened in your 4 hour nap.
Gordon Phelan called and he took Ceil Ridley to MaryMount Place
this morning. Gord said that as he explained the details she
cried, she was so touched.” She said as she took a mini-legal pad
from the near dresser.
“He said that he is the sole broker for the property for 72
hours, so he needs a decision and check from you. The new owner
is a developer called Elysian Fields Suites. They’re new and
quite big in the city. They try to locate offices of large legal
and medical firms in upper end residential areas without
disrupting the flow of the area. They insure positive tenants and
upkeep to keep affluent neighborhoods alive before foreclosure
rights go to the city or state. This location on Lex is important
to them to get moving right away because the current owner has
pissed off the neighborhood association and the city so much and
so often by letting the property languish. They want to make the
outer facade pleasing to the eye and have a tenant in the front
in the same time frame.” Selena read from her notes.
“Can we call Culver, Culver and Brody with that info?”
“I already have and approved the check to be transferred if they
sign off on it all. They want two leases, one for 30 days, and
one for the balance to be signed on the 29th day.” She said as
she looked at Joe quizzically.
“That’s called a good faith contingency. The sheets are on the
bed, but there are still a lot of wrinkles. I’ll jump in and hope
there aren’t any crumbs or unseen bad bed springs. They commit
enough to start the work, and I commit enough to send them money
I can’t get back. If they approve of all the final jibs and jabs
in the lease, we can sign on any day before the 29th and get the
Ridleys moved in.” Joe explained.
“The Ridleys can come up here next Saturday and Sunday, but I’m
moving into the dorm then. I REALLY want to be here to meet them
and show them OUR hospitality. Can we put it off a week? I’m part
of this deal too, oh husband of mine.” Selena whined fearing she
might be left out of something again because of her commitment to
school.
Joe smiled at her and his face alone showed the love and respect
he had for her.
She moved off her chair again to hug him in the bed, knowing he
couldn’t refuse her request.
“Of course,” he whispered in her ear as she hugged up close to
him. “I wouldn’t want it any other way. This is OUR commitment
and give-back to God, life, and society for OUR good fortune. You
would HAVE to be here.”
Selena kissed him deeply and he responded in kind. Then she broke
the kiss and pulled back to look at him seriously.
“Dr. Nikko called and wants to do your surgery February 1st. I
told him OK unless he hears from you. When do we start making
babies?” She said with a teary giggle as she hugged him again.
“More pieces falling together, huh?” She whispered in his ear as
she cried.
“The first huh? That’s just when I’ll begin getting weight on
this. Once I’m fixed we’ll have to start being more careful,
unless you want to start a nursery at the office in Manhattan.”
“I have places besides the egg carton where you can deposit that
stuff.” She winked, “And I’m going to my OB-GYN for the patch
again next week.”
“Can you imagine, someday I could be a Daddy?” Joe said as
emotion got to him.
Selena hugged him tightly and wished he was able to get inside
her right that second. Her love for him and the baby she hadn’t
conceived yet piqued her feeling to the point where she wanted to
feel him inside her.
“Oh Joe, get that knee better. I need you so bad right now. I’d
love to have my feet wrapped around the back of your head while
you slammed me.” She said sorry the words escaped her lips as she
said them.
She didn’t want to make him feel bad or guilty that he was out of
commission. But, Joe didn’t take it that way at all, even though
the thought she put in his head sent a thrill to his cock.
“Are you sure you couldn’t squat on me; your feet beside my hips
while I hold my hands up for you? I promise I’ll just lay here.
We can put the ortho wedge under the splint to be sure I don’t
try and push. Please?” Joe almost begged.
Selena bounced up and bolted out of the room while looking back
and saying, “I’ll lock up the house so we’ll be alone.”
Selena was back in the room in a flash and began to unzip her
jeans.
“I’m sorry if this doesn’t seem romantic, but I don’t think we
have a lot of time to be alone.” She said as she wriggled to get
her jeans over her hips.
As her jeans went over her ass she turned to give Joe a show as
the butt floss of her thong pulled out of it’s warm crevice, her
pants and panty coming down in one harried shuck.
“God Essy, your tight little body never ceases to get me hard as
a rock, almost instantly. Get that wedge under my leg and get on
this bed.” Joe said excitedly.
Selena got the wedge and put it beside Joe’s splint and carefully
lifted his leg. When it was high enough to clear she leaned her
belly and hip to push the wedge under the leg. She pushed the
kitchen chair she had been sitting on beside the bed and stepped
onto it and then across Joe as she leaned forward to grab the
metal headboard of the hospital bed, her feet settling on either
side of him.
“Give me your hands, hold me up.” She ordered him.
“No, not yet. Feed me that pussy for a minute. I’ve missed it so
and you’re wet and tasty. Please indulge me.”
Selena smiled and knew she couldn’t deny him, or herself of the
pleasure. She continued to hold onto the headboard but stepped
forward on the bed, all the while straddling Joe, and lowered her
wet quim to his face. He ran his tongue from the bottom of her
slit right to the top as she mounted his oral saddle.
Her hood, lips and clit were in his mouth as he voraciously
sucked at her, lightly chewing at her sex. Selena moaned in deep
pleasure and swooned as her knees gave way and she sat right on
his chest. He began to move his O rounded lips as if aping a fish
filtering water through his mouth to his gills. Eventually he had
just her clit centered in the O and Selena was off to the races.
Her sensations were so great she wanted to buck on his face, but
that would break the contact she had with him. Her hands and
fingers gripping the headboard began to tremble while resisting
the need to pull off him to get her breath, but his mouth was too
intense to pull from. Finally she could stand no more and lifted
her self to her former 4 point stance.
“NOOOOOOOOO, OH GODDDDDD. MY HEART IS GOING TO BEAT OUT OF MY
CHEST!!” She wailed as she tried to clear the stars from her eyes
as she looked down at Joe and then underneath her to his standing
tribute to her.
She lowered her ass to his torso and shifted her hands from the
headboard to grip his now up-stretched arms. His cock found her
wet pussy and she impaled herself on it rolling her eyeballs back
in the utter joy of feeling him inside her. Using his arms as the
fulcrum she began to piston herself up and down on his cock as
she felt it fill and massage her pussy walls. Her breath caught
in her throat as a spasm took hold of her and she locked her eyes
to Joes, her face frozen in ecstasy. Her movement on him was only
like that of a hummingbirds wings, his cock half up her twat as
the orgasm ground through her.
“OOOOFFFFFFFFFFF!” She exhaled hard as she finally was able to
breath before continuing to bounce on and off of him.
She steeled herself hard once again and ground another orgasm out
on his cock before Joe, who was mesmerized by her obvious
pleasures, cried out.
“PUMP THAT, PUMP THAT! I’M CUMMING, I’M CUMMING.” He whispered
loudly as his pleasure took him quickly. He felt her bear down
and squeeze him with her pussy as his warm seed shot into her.
Selena slowly was pulling herself up and off Joe trying to work
her muscles to get the last drops from his orgasm.
“Ooooooooow, that was so fucking sexy my gentle lover. I thought
this was going to be a sex fuck, but you made love to me with
your eyes while I rode that fat cock of yours. You didn’t need
any words, and I love you that much too. You made my body happy.”
She said as his cock popped from her warm smooth snatch and she
stood up.
Joe’s load began to drip from her onto his belly.
“Ohhh, I’m messing you up Joey. I guess we’ll need another sponge
bath. Do you think you can handle my special penis rinse?” She
giggled.
Joe rolled his eyes back and smiled as she giggled more.
“See?” She said, “All is good with our lovemaking no matter what
the problem is. As long as we love each other, making love is
WHATEVER we do.”
She stepped across Joe and onto the wheelchair and onto the floor
and padded into the bathroom holding her hand over her leaking
sex. She straddled the bidet and adjusted the flow and let her
hand rinse while she opened herself for the same treatment. She
worked her muscles to force as much of Joe’s jizz from her before
drying herself. After stripping off her sweatshirt and sports bra
she got a warm damp washcloth to wipe her drippings from Joe and
clean up his cock.
Joe still had the happy blank look of “aftersex” when she came
into the room, but his eyes followed her now naked form that he
adored.
“You ARE the absolute picture of a beautiful woman in every way.”
Joe said, emotion cracking his voice.
“As long as YOU think that, I’m happy. I love pleasing you.” She
said with a tender smile as she first wiped his mouth of her
juices.
She then mopped up the cum she dripped on his stomach and folded
the cloth and used it to gently cradle his balls and wipe them
before using three fingers around the head of his cock to hold
him upright while she wrapped the cloth around him and washed
him. The final drop of his ejaculate popped out and she used one
hand to stroke him down to peel back his foreskin. The drop
became bigger and she took the head into her mouth and swished
her tongue over him in a long licking kiss.
Joe groaned at the warm oral treatment and reached to touch the
back of her head as she finished her sampling. Her mouth came to
his and they kissed deeply as they heard the doorbell ring.
“Let me get your bottoms on and my robe and I’ll get that. It’s
probably Lucy and Jeromy.” She said as she looked to the floor
for Joe’s pajama pants and gingerly worked them over the splint
and up around his waist. She threw on her robe and tied it and
went to the door to let them in.
When Selena came back she helped Joe finish getting dressed and
into the wheelchair. She then dressed as Joe watched, his eyes
barely moving from her form. She then wheeled him out into the
living room where Lucy and Jeromy sat. He engaged them in
conversation as Lucy made herself busy. Joe caught himself
drifting from the conversation as he followed Selena with his
eyes as she moved about the area. If it were possible at the
moment he would have kissed each spot where her feet touched on
the floor. His love for her deepened each day and on that day,
after seeing what hurt love can bring if not properly nurtured,
after hearing the joy they were bringing to Jacob Ridley and his
Mom, and after hearing that his surgery to help them make a child
together was nigh, his spirit soared and wanted to show her in
every way.
Chapter 53
When Selena confronted her father about going to Interventional
and Confrontational Counseling he showed reluctance. He insisted
that he and her mother were happy and nothing was wrong. Selena
began to well up with tears but quickly began to lose her cool.
She turned and drew up to him face to face.
“Nothings wrong? HOW CAN YOU SAY NOTHING IS WRONG? YOU KNOW WHAT
YOU’RE DOING!” She screamed at him. “My mother loves you and
you’re trying to demean and belittle her into thinking you are
the only option in the world. She knows better than that and will
not go through what she did before; if you don’t take part in
these sessions and WAKE UP, SHE IS LEAVING YOU.”
“Your mother would no more think of leaving me than . . . . “
“SHE HAS A LAWYER, DAD! SHE CAN’T TAKE THE HEAD GAMES!”
Scott paused long and hard as his eyes went around the room
before settling on Selena’s face.
“A lawyer? We just made love this morning and she told me she
loved me.” Scott insisted.
“YES, she loves you, but she can’t live being afraid of you, of
what you’ll say to hurt her. She wants to make you happy, but you
do nothing to make her happy besides your intimacy. She’s through
with the button pushing. If she can’t have the man back that she
married, she’s prepared to move on. You totally wiped out all
intimacy from your relationship before and made her feel
worthless. You were shocked out of that mindset by MY
intervention before, but now you’re working your way into it
again and she can’t go through that again.”
At this point Selena reached a boiling point and blew a fuse.
“STOP ACTING SO FUCKING INNOCENT AND STUPID. YOU KNOW EXACTLY
WHAT YOU’RE DOING! You’re doing every little thing you can to
make her think she’s not worthy, to make her think she’s not the
sexy pretty woman she really is. You’re afraid you’ll lose her
and nothing could be further from possibility. DADDY, SHE LOVES
YOU. She’s broke her ass for over 20 years to keep herself as
pretty, sexy and desirable as she could. She loves to dress sexy
for you and the world, she’s so proud. But all she hears from you
is that she looks like a fool or a tramp or a whore. YOU’VE
PREYED ON HER LOW SELF-ESTEEM FOR THE LAST TIME! She’s seen
herself in the mirror and heard the compliments from me and from
Joe. PLUS, she dresses herself up nice and walks through the mall
or down the street and knows she’s catching men’s eyes. THE ONLY
EYES SHE WANTS TO CATCH ARE YOURS!” She railed on in a red-faced
rant.
“Selena, I think . . . “ He began in defense.
“SHUT UP DADDY! YOU ARE GOING TOMORROW TO THESE SESSIONS and
you’ll take them seriously and open up and talk about the fears
you might have and you’ll have to do a lot of it in front of
Mommy, and YOU WILL DO IT! If you value one second of your
marriage or one cell of the life you created in me you’ll grow a
set of balls and do something for the both of you so you can go
on with the rest of your lives together happily.”
Scotts face turned blank and his shoulders slumped as he sunk
onto the arm of the sofa.
“Selena honey, I don’t know what makes me like that. I wish I
could tell you I get some sort of satisfaction from it besides
some rush of power over my most prized possession. I’M the one
who’s not worthy and I know it!” Scott said lowering his head in
disgust.
“Daddy, the both of you are wallowing in your low self-esteems
and you both have so much going for you. I’m not saying another
word and you save it for the clinic tomorrow. Mommy knows I’m
here talking to you, but she doesn’t want a confrontation when
she gets home. She knows she’s supposed to save it. Do you
understand me?”
“I understand, I don’t want both of you hating me.”
“Daddy, NOBODY HATES YOU. We both love you dearly with all our
hearts and want to help you out of this sickness of thought. If
she hated you she would have been gone long ago. Now let’s go up
to the house and see if she needs help with Joe and we’ll plan
dinner.” Selena said as she took her fathers hand and began to
walk out.
Scott Hanson stopped and hugged his daughter tightly.
“Thanks. You know I couldn’t live without her.”
Selena looked at him and rolled her eyes in disbelief at his
statement. To take him to task on it would only cause her to blow
a fuse again.
At Joe’s house he was also amazed at some of the things Betty
Hanson was telling him. Her reactions and behavior may have fed
the phobias and kinks of her husband. When Scott was particularly
mean and verbally abusive was when Betty would go to the bed room
and strip and then open the door to call Scott in for a long
sweaty session of sex. While she felt it was her way to get the
man she loved back to an adoring state, she was giving his libido
all the more reason to be abusive. She would have stopped having
all sexual relations with Scott except “I always thought that
THIS time would be different afterwards” became a running excuse.
When Scott and Selena got to the house he jumped out of the car
and rushed into find Betty. She was in the living room fixing her
hair in the reflection from the picture window. They rushed to
each others arms as he came into the room.
“I’m so, so sorry. I don’t want to lose you.” Scott whispered.
“I love you Scott, but we have to fix our heads because I’m going
crazy on the inside. We can’t talk about it but you KNOW I want
to live and love with you forever. The sessions will be a great
help, please cooperate.” She responded.
“Oh, I am and I will. I think our daughter will kick my ass
otherwise. I love you both so much.” Scott answered as they heard
Selena’s steps on the front porch.
Selena had come in the front way to give her Dad a moment to see
Betty before she and Joe spoke with both of them. She also was
making sure the steps were clear of ice for the visit from the
home health aide. She quietly walked by the embracing couple and
went to the office to find Joe in front of the computer screen,
but not really looking at it, but rather in a daze.
“Oh Hi sugar, I was just daydreaming about your parents sessions.
Is everything OK with your Dad?”
“Yes, any talk of my Mom wanting a separation and my Dad turns
into a quivering mass. Plus, I showed him a glimpse of my dark
side to get his attention and make sure I meant business.” She
said with a regrettable chuckle.
“You lost it, huh? Red faced, furrowed brow, 5000 decibels and
pointing fingers?”
“Regrettably, yes. That’s the one. He was trying to act stupid
and innocent and I had to reinforce the gravity of it all. I
don’t like blowing off like that and I’m not proud of myself when
it happens, but it certainly gets results.” She opined.
“Heh, it works for me!” Joe said rolling his eyes and reaching
for her to come to the chair for a hug and kiss.
With one knee on the locked wheel she kissed Joe deeply and
hugged him tightly breaking the embrace just to whisper.
“Let’s get rid of all these people and go back into the bedroom
where I can screw the daylights out of you and suck the cock
right off you. I need to forget my problems and love up my man.”
She giggled in his ear.
He reached around and patted her on the butt.
“We’ll have plenty of time for that, don’t worry. Right now we
should go out and go over the prep that the clinical nurse gave
you over the phone this morning.” Joe suggested.
“You’re right, let’s go.” Selena said as she unlocked the wheels
and pushed Joe ahead of her to the living room.
“Listen, Mom and Dad, why don’t you sit down so we can talk to
you. Tomorrow you are seeing a clinical psychologist for
Interventional and Confrontational Counseling. Now I am what they
call the “bookmark”. I mark the place I think you were before
everything went to hell and will know when you get back to the
right page. They will handle this as a non-violent problem,
because it is, obviously. A man and a woman psychologist will
interview each of you separately, and then later on together.
There will be points that you may be called onto explain the
difference in answers from the interviews and you both have to
agree to be as painfully honest in your explanations. There
should be nothing either of you should be afraid to say to each
other after living and loving together for almost 25 years.
Tonight you should both refrain from talking about the session
and keep your prejudgments and doubts to yourself.” Selena
explained.
“You know there has never been a moment in our marriage when I
didn’t love your mother.” Scott said to be sure the idea was
never implied.
He looked at the other 3 sets of eyes on him and suddenly felt
guilty of something, but not quite sure what.
Betty seemed to understand more than everyone thought and took
Scotts hand.
“No one ever said that, and I feel the same way as well, honey.
Now let’s do what the clinic said and not talk about it anymore
and keep our thoughts and ideas as introspection that we can use
constructively tomorrow.” Betty told him.
Right away Joe knew that Betty had been on the computer and
searched this type of therapy. He felt bad for what must be going
through her head. She truly loved this man, but was prepared to
go out into the world looking for another love if he would not
accept her as a whole partner in their marriage without constant
judgment, control and ridicule.
Betty patted Scott on the leg twice saying, “Come on Scottie and
help me make dinner tonight. It’s our turn and I found some nice
shrimp today to make my shrimp Alfredo with.”
Scott got up like a puppy dog and went with his wife to the
kitchen while Joe and Selena watched in amazement.
“Do you think the doctors will see through your Dad and see what
a phony he is at times? Will he care?” Joe wondered aloud.
“I think, and I’m quite serious about this, that my Dad will be a
well spanked, changed man after the sessions. My Mom will not be
found guiltless, but she will have the hammer handed to her for
quite a bit of the session. The ploys my Dad has been using were
not 100 percent fully orchestrated to achieve the results he got,
but as they unfolded he saw where things were going. He’s a
control freak inside. When he had my Mom puppy dogging around
before without any sex in their lives; he was willing to forfeit
that to have the control. Control was that important to him. When
he turned off the control and all of a sudden it was open season
in the bedroom he realized what he missed and then tried to
modify things to get control and the sex together. We’ll never
know what happened behind those doors, but, don’t be surprised if
you don’t see evidence of what I’m thinking.”
“You don’t think your Mom will talk about it?”
“She better not, unless he rejects her in every way, and that
will not happen. They will have to swear to each other that the
session is theirs and theirs alone. They will be told that it is
as intimate as the sex act itself. They can only seek out one
trusted sworn to secrecy outlet if they “have” to talk. I’ve read
a lot about these things. When I took my Psyche course my prof
had just kept a journal on a blind session for a thesis she did
for a psychiatric magazine. That’s how I knew so much about
them.” Selena said as Joe listened in amazement.
“Essy, you are the smartest person I know, and I mean that too.
When I first heard you were going to be in the WSG think tank I
wondered to myself what they could possibly see in you that I
didn’t have. I tried six ways to Sunday to get a foot in the door
there. But your retention and logic are off the grid.” Joe said
with a true reverence.
“Oh JOE! If you want to kiss my ass, let me take off my pants! I
wasn’t paying lip service to the subject to make you think I was
smarter than you!” She said a bit miffed at his comment.
“No, honey I’m serious. I could tell you just outlined all that
in your head from bits you stored away and you made perfect
cogent sense to me. I wasn’t kissing your ass, although I would
LOVE to.” Joe insisted.
“Well, when I’m with the “old men” I am aware that we all share
something special and that not everyone would understand the
level in which we think. But don’t think I would ever rub that in
your face Joe. YOU are the smartest and brightest man I know.”
She said as she hugged him glad that she was able to tell him
something that made him understand her thought process.
Working at WSGG for the short spurts she had made her realize her
gift, living with Joe made her understand it. The one thing she
never knew before was how gifted she was. When given the tools
and when shown how the others used them it all just fell into
place. A think tank, where pooled resources construct ideas and
policies, became common in the 80’s in political and economic
circles. But this tank of truly gifted minds focused on the
financial world that used every speck of input available was
somewhat different. There were no agendas. It was like when 6
tuning forks are struck. At one point they all vibrate at the
same resonance to form one beautiful pitch. They knew when that
pitch was heard and the conclusion came from it. Now, in her life
outside the tank her mind fished for the knowledge it retained
and used her power of logic and probability to form cogent ideas
and hypothesis. Joe was witnessing her chrysalis being shed
before his very eyes. He was not only in love with her, he was
also in awe.
Although Betty’s dinner was great and the four of them enjoyed a
nice conversation, Joe felt uncomfortable knowing that he knew so
much of their problems and what was going to happen the next day.
Joe’s only rescue was Lucy and Jeromy showing up, not really
expecting dinner, but able to share the rest of the pot from the
kitchen. They changed the course of the conversation and made pie
and coffee following the meal a less stressful time for all as
they steered the conversation toward the movie they saw the night
before. By 8:30 Betty and Scott were ready to leave and obviously
ready to be alone. Scott was already shedding his facades, and at
least for the night, Betty was buying the change. She knew from
her internet research that tomorrow was going to be a shock to
Scott. She was praying that in 24 hours they could start a new
honeymoon.
Joe, on the other hand, couldn’t wait to get into bed so he could
sleep. His carnal desires would have to wait for his body to
build its strength back. Once he was finally settled he was
asleep holding hands with Selena. He barely moved and never knew
she got back up and went out to talk with Lucy before coming back
to bed. The roommates had barely had time to compare class
schedules to adjust routines and plan their week.
Selena made sure both her parents got to the therapy sessions
early the next morning and secretly prayed it would be the last
she would ever have to worry about the two of them. There was
obviously something in Scott’s past or his make-up that made him
insecure once Selena got out of the house. Selena was supremely
confidant that Scott would become painfully aware that his wife
held her self-esteem and psyche in high enough regard that she
knew she couldn’t take the mental abuse he had dealt. Nor, had
she deserved any of it. The fact that Joe was about the same age
and looked at the rest of his life as one full of horizons, she
saw no way she should see 40 as the beginning of the long trek
down.
The rest of the week brought the first visits from the physical
therapist was able to work Joe through some of the ache of
inactivity. He was far enough post-op to have supervised removal
of the splint to manually bend the knee a few times. Joe felt the
gentle pulling inside but was just happy to move it, if only for
the few moments in the therapists hands. Friday Betty was up to
the house early for her first “Joe-sitting” session since the
therapy. Selena and Lucy were getting their dorm room back to
normal with moving things from storage to the room and stocking
the refrigerator, washing sheets and blankets, etc. Betty seemed
happier than Joe ever remembered. As much as he wanted to
question her, he kept mum and enjoyed the lack of “background
noise”.
Joe was enjoying his new independence as he got to better know
his wheelchair and got rid of the soreness in his arms from
pushing himself around. While Betty puttered, cleaned and watched
her quiz shows and soap operas, Joe went to the computer and
communications center at his desk and conducted business. He was
particularly happy with a hunch he bought a few days earlier that
had blossomed into a real money maker in just 2 days. With the
Super Bowl just 2 weeks away there was talk of the ads that would
fill the TV broadcast. For the first time in 21 years a
commercial for Monster Locks would not be seen. The famous
gunshot through a lock ad was being dropped for one reason or
another by the company and it alone was giving the company free
publicity. On a slow news day every network picked up the story
of the ad being dropped. Invariable the clip of the bullet going
through the lock accompanied the story. Free publicity and
product endorsement, Joe figured. He rarely traded in stock above
the $10 range, outside of blue chips, but this intrigued Joe. The
stock was secure enough that a few day run shouldn’t hurt him too
bad. It was selling at 73.10 and hadn’t been below 72 for 30
months. Its top had been 77 in the same period. The story broke
on Sunday and Joe bought it Monday, some 3000 shares. Now on
Friday morning he felt the stock had gotten all the legs it could
from the story blitz earlier in the week, and had taken advantage
of the internet hangover the story enjoyed. The stock opened at
97 at the bell and by the time Joe’s sell went through it was
96.40. He smiled to himself at the 65K net after fees. Luckily
Joe wasn’t stupid enough to think that moves like this were out
there without finding a clunker in the pile. He would go back to
his low risk speculation habits after this small triumph.
He spent the morning finishing his note pile from Sunday seeing
what small kills and misses he made. He called out for Betty
twice, once to ask her to empty his bottle for him and again to
ask for coffee. Selena had called once to check on him as she and
Lucy shopped for whites for the dorm. He began to feel a little
peckish, but a nap sounded just as good as food and was about to
call out for Betty when she came into the room. She looked
troubled and wanting to talk. Just the look on her face and the
“Oh no, not again” look Joe responded with caused her to smile
softly and exhale hard.
“No,” She said in a relieved tone, “its not bad or troubling
news, I just think I want to use my outlet.”
Interventional and Confrontational Marriage Counseling is
supposed to be as private and personal as the sex act itself,
except for the fact that counselors lead the sessions, direct the
sessions and draw out the participants. Outside of that room 3
other outsiders may be involved. One is the “bookmark”; the
person who in most case arranges the therapy. That person meets
with the counselors at prescribed intervals to report what
changes, if any, they observe. The actual couple is usually less
than honest if asked about their progress by the administrators.
The bookmark knows where they were at the start and if they have
indeed turned pages. The other two outsiders would be the
“outlets”. Although not necessary, sometimes either or both
partners feel the need to vent. The venting is not to solve
problems they should be consulting their partner with, but just
to talk and get their thoughts out to an understanding or
sympathetic ear. The outlet promises that whatever they hear
remains private. They obviously are persons intimately trusted by
the partner.
“I want your assurance that what I say remains between you and I
and nothing at all is said to Selena or Scott. If you can’t
promise me that, don’t feel bad. I understand and I will seek
someone else. I love you and think of you as my son in law, the
son I never had, the father of my future grandchildren, and in
some strange perverted way, an ex-lover. I know how weird that
sounds, but I am being honest. Can I trust you?” Betty asked in a
relieved straight-forward tone that told Joe she had gotten a lot
from the sessions.
She had lost the shroud of fear she had been living under and at
this very moment Joe saw Selena in her. That smart savvy tone of
confidence Selena had developed was actually rooted in the holder
of the birth womb she came from. Joe felt an almost eerie
connection to Betty.
“Yes, you can trust me Betty. I want nothing more than to see you
happy so my children can see the wonderful woman who was their
mother’s mother.” Joe assured her.
“You’re special.” Betty said as she sat in the chair usually
under Joe’s desk.
“Scott and I are fine. We both were caught up in some ugly
competition that I was sadly losing. We both were tempted to seek
other surrogates and sought ways to solidify our standings with
each other. Mine was to let him put a leash around my neck and
let him drag me around as his prize whether I could keep up or
not. His was to withhold affection entirely until we were alone
so he had no competition. His reasoning was deep and dark . . .
and troubling. That will remain our secret but just understand
things were not easy for Scott and the way he treated Selena and
you stems from it all. Talking about it, opening up to the point
where he openly cried and spat out his anger at the people and
things that made him like he was, lifted great burdens from him.
When Selena first confronted him last year and he opened up where
we shared intimacy again, I thought he was over whatever caused
his problems, but it only changed the way he let it manifest. So
far he is a drastically changed man, just like the one I met in
college. We’ve made love 5 times a day, like in college and it’s
been . . . . . (blushing deeply) SIMPLY WONDERFUL! When you’re
just expressing yourself and wanting to make the other happy its,
. . . OH GOD, it’s sooooo much different.” Betty said with happy
tears forming in her eyes.
She leaned up and hugged Joe tightly whispering a thank you in
his ear. Joe patted her back and wasn’t exactly dry-eyed himself.
They heard the garage door roll up and Betty broke the hug,
kissing him on the lips as they parted.
“You are a special man and I’m overjoyed that you found Selena
and Selena found you.” She said with a big smile as he thought to
himself that she had indeed had the breakthrough she hoped for.
Selena and Lucy came in through the elevator with bags of things
from the mall. Selena’s Mom greeted the both of them with hugs
and went out to unload the dishwasher before she left for the
day. She said Scott was taking her to a matinee and early dinner.
She explained Saturday they would pack things to live in Joe’s
guest room for the couple weeks or more before he got some
independence. Selena saw her Mom in the best mood she had EVER
seen her. While Lucy went into the guest room to put a few things
away Selena went into Joe’s office to check on him.
She greeted him with a big kiss and hug before looking over both
shoulders to be sure they were alone.
“Wow, is my Mom getting laid or what? She has the fresh fucked
and ready for more look on her face. Ol’ Dad must be taking care
of business. Two days in it looks like the intervention was a
hit.”
“Indeed it does! I noticed the same thing. Just don’t make a big
deal about it and let things develop.” Joe added.
Lucy poked her head in and asked Joe how he was before getting
Selena’s car keys.
“I’m going down to the dorm and making the beds. Are there any
other boxes you want me to take, or do we just fill the rental
tomorrow and do it on one shot?” Lucy asked.
“You rented a vehicle to move that little way?” Joe wondered.
“I’ve got my stuff here and storage shed full of stuff, plus
Selena’s and then Jeromy needs it to move into this new
apartment. Their landlord sold the house they were in but he’s
got another closer to the union they can take. So it made sense
to splurge and save trips and get a step van.” Lucy explained.
“You let me pay for that, OK?”
“Not necessary, you’ve done enough.” Lucy said waving him off.
“LUCY! You and Jeromy have been a godsend and the help you’ve got
lined up to move me around is over the top. I’m paying for the
van or we’re no longer friends. How about if I told you I made
over 60K on a 3 and half day stock deal this week?” Joe firmly
insisted.
“Holy shit, how did you do that?”
“I just played a hunch on something that I didn’t see a down side
to.”
“Joe, was that the Monster Lock stock?” Selena asked with a big
smile.
“Oh yeah, they just dropped the Super Bowl after 25 years.” Lucy
added from hearing it on the news.
‘Obviously their dropping the ad was bigger news that staying on,
I counted on that and made a killing.” Joe said proudly.
“A day trading penny stock whore!” Selena said with a sneer as
she left he room, and then broke into laughter.
“Ohhh, that’s worth a trip over my knee after I’m better.” He,
equally kidding, hollered back.
Lucy mumbled something as they walked back towards the kitchen
and Selena stopped in her tracks and asked her what.
“Oh it was nothing, just idle chatter.”
“Come on, what did you say?”
“Alright, I said he could put me over his knee any day.” Lucy
said blushing and embarrassed.
Selena looked hurt, but then smiled at her.
“Careful what you wish for, he has a strong hand and it hurts
like hell on a bare ass.” She giggled as she fetched her keys for
her.
“Mom, do you want Lucy to give you a ride down? We can handle Joe
now. We’ll clean out the guest room in the morning and put the
sheets in the wash for you.” Selena said as she hugged her Mom.
Betty took the ride offer anxious to get home to Scott. When she
and Lucy walked out the stairway door Selena couldn’t help notice
that from the back, they could be any 2 young college girls. Her
Mom’s butt in her new hip hugging jeans was as round and full as
the beautiful Lucy’s. Betty’s clothes expressed her new sexuality
and Selena was proud to have such an attractive and vibrant Mom.
She turned to Joe and she knew that he was thinking the same
thing.
“My Dad called me this morning and said he wanted to talk, he
wanted me to be his outlet. I guess he asked if it would be OK
for me to do it and they told him it was, under the
circumstances.” Selena told Joe with a blank far-away look.
“Remember, you’re sworn to keep anything he says secret, you
probably shouldn’t have even told me THAT!” Joe said not letting
on that Betty had employed him as well.
“I HAVE to tell you one thing without details. My Dad’s problems
were deep rooted and he had been screaming at himself for YEARS
inside his head to get it all out. He broke down quite heavily at
the session and was physically ill. I just want you to know that
he isn’t faking anything. I’m through now.” She said before
walking away to the bathroom to compose herself and be sure she
turned it off before being tempted to say more.
The subject would never come up again, but Joe was glad that he
knew that much for it explained a lot of things and let him drop
the idea that Scott may be trying to pull a fast one.
Meanwhile Betty was just going into the front door of her home
calling out for Scott.
“I’m in the studio, honey.” He called back.
Scott’s office where he paid bills and figured finances was
originally a studio for him to draw in. He had taken some free
form art classes in college to complete total credits and he had
become interested in it. Before Selena was born he often spent
time sketching to relax. He had done many nudes of Betty in
female form, not as erotic art, but as art itself. They were the
kind of thing that you could display as art, not Eros. The last
ones he had done were monthly updates of his pregnant wife. She
enjoyed sitting for him as he admired her form in pencil and
chalk. After Selena was born the “studio” became his office and
the creative outlet was lost. Just hearing his say it was the
“studio” brightened Betty as she went upstairs to meet him.
The wall length display board that had been long tipped down with
a file cabinet in front of it to prevent its use was up with 10
sketches of the nude Betty, including some of the pregnancy
series.
“Oh Lord, Scott. I haven’t seen those out in 20 years, I bet. My
hips ache just thinking of the last one there, my belly so big
and dropped down waiting for Selena to be born.”
“But you looked so sexy as a Mom in waiting, your nipples so big
and dark. We made love the night before she was born, do you
remember?” Scott asked.
“I remember I felt like a cow and you made me feel so sexy
wanting to fuck me make love to me. Do you remember that night? I
felt like shit and you made me want you and I was afraid to hurt
the baby.” Betty said with an embarrassed smile.
“I know why you blush. I was in your cute ass that night and you
loved it for the first time.”
“It was wonderful that night, but after my episiotomy it was
never the same again.”
“I don’t think that had anything to do with it. Your body was
just different that night, getting ready for the baby. You never
enjoyed it before that or after. That’s why I stopped trying, but
your butt is still beautiful.” Scott admitted.
Betty blushed and fell into his arms. “Maybe someday we can try
it again.”
“Why don’t you strip for me now?”
“Do you want to try and sketch me again, for a before and after
drawing?”
“No, I want to fuck you on the desk like we used to do, and I can
look at the pictures of you when you were pregnant with our love
inside you.”
“Oooo Scott, listen to you talking dirty again, like before. I
would love to be fucked on that desk again, and I’ve got a little
surprise for you.” She said as her clothes began to come off.
When she got down to her jeans as she peeled them off Scott saw a
bright red thong panty.
“Oh, I like your surprise!”
“Mmmmm, that’s not it.” She said as she took her thumb and
forefinger of each hand to the front of her panty and peeled it
down to reveal her new fully shaved mound and pussy.
She had been shaven close in the summer and trimmed around her
outer labia, but now she looked utterly delicious and as ripe as
a twenty year old. Scott reached out and cupped her pussy in his
hand.
“Oh my God Betty, you’re so beautiful!”
“Scott, with it all gone I feel so sexy, so aware and so, . . .
so, . . . . damn horny from almost anything I do. I’ve wanted you
all morning.” She said as her hand covered Scott’s on her pussy
and fell forward resting her head on his shoulder for a moment
before standing right up straight.
“Get inside me, I can’t wait!” She said as she backed her cute
ass to the edge on the cold desk and laid back, raising her legs.
Scott undid his belt and let his pants and underwear down enough
to get his cock out. He was already hard and transferred a little
spit to the head of his cock before pressing it into his wife.
“AHHHHHEEEEEEE OOOOF THAT’S what I needed!!” Betty as she reached
her palm out to keep him from hitting bottom.
Scott looked down to see his cock going in and out of his wife
and felt his body respond by going to early orgasmic stages. He
slid out of her and dropped his head to her split and began to
lap at her clit as he slid two fingers into her. She reached out
to grab either side of the desk, holding on for the ride. Betty
wondered why she waited all this time to go fully shaved. Her
lover’s lips and tongue were finding spots she never knew she
had. She had trimmed up her snatch patch during the summer, but
now with not a curl to get in the way of his tongue, she was
flying. She came hard, grinding her pussy into his face. Once she
began to push him away, her clit too sensitive to take any more
teasing, Scott stood up to push into her again.
“Noooo Scott, let me enjoy the tingles from your mouth. Take MY
mouth!” she said franticly.
Scott moved to the chair well of the desk while Betty scooted her
head to the side. With one hand on the back of her neck he slid
his cock in and out of her mouth, fucking her sweetly. He felt
his cum rising and kept the steady pace he fucked her with and
then he grunted and began to thrust at her throat shooting his
sperm in her mouth. It was more than she could take, almost
gagging from his thrusts before she coughed over him and pulled
her mouth away. She swallowed and then spit some of the semen
out before clearing her throat and taking him in once again to
finish him. Once he could take no more he backed and sat in the
desk chair exhausted.
They remained silent until she sat up and cleared her throat,
wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.
“I feel like I’m twenty again lover. My whole body is tingling.
Let’s never change the way we are right now.” Betty sighed.
“You look like you’re twenty as well. I’m so sorry for the way
I’ve been. I know apologies were not part of the deal after we
left the therapy room, but when I see how beautiful you are and
how much you love me I see what a prick I was. I’m so sorry.”
Betty leaned forward and put 3 fingers to his mouth.
“No, no more. Just keep me happy and I’ll keep you happy and
we’ll be special forever. No more apologies. I love you Scott.”
She said as she sat across his lap in the desk chair.
They remained holding each other tightly without speaking.
Meanwhile just a few blocks away Selena thought about her mother
and father wondering if all the changes she had seen could last.
If she been a voyeur to their carnal pleasures of just a few
minutes before she could have eased her mind.
Chapter 54
Joe sat in front of his computer surfing from website to website
trying to pass the time. He was uneasy that things were going on
around him where he could not participate. Selena, along with
Lucy and Jeromy were moving things into their respective dorms
and new living quarters. While his future mother-in-law Betty was
dusting, cleaning up and putting away the clean dishes, Scott was
moving things up from their car to “move in” the guest room for a
few weeks to help in nursing Joe back to health. After that Scott
had said he was going to shovel last nights few inches of snow
from the walk and back deck before joining his daughter and her
friends in the move. Joe’s plowing service had already done the
driveway with Jeromy clearing the door areas so they could get in
and out easily. All of these tasks were part of Joe’s normal
domain and putter. He was the doer, the facilitator, the 110
percenter who took charge and made things happen. Being hog-tied
to the wheelchair had him frustrated. It wasn’t his style. When
he would oversee a project at Johnson Construction he usually
told his staff and crew that he never expected anyone to work any
harder than him. They were comforting words to everyone, except
no one could work harder than Joe, putting in 12-15 hour days as
a norm and having a step-in, zip-up coverall always at the handy
to pitch in physically no matter how he was dressed.
He would curse his knee, then Juliette, then Juliette’s son
Michael for his predicament, even though he knew it was his own
stupidity and hard head that got him this sentence. He really
held no hard feelings, but in his anger they were easier to blame
than himself.
“Gritting your teeth and trying to punch your fingers through the
keyboard isn’t going to help Joe. Why don’t you take a pill and
nap? When you wake up it will be all over and we’ll all be here.”
Betty said as she stuck her head in the door to check on Joe.
“You read me like a book Betty. I can’t stand this sitting still
while there are things I should be helping with. I’m 10 days
post-op and have had my knee exercised once. I know it’s going to
be slow and right now every joint in my body aches from
inactivity. God damned arthritis rears its ugly head every second
I’m not active.”
“Well you haven’t been using the exercise bars for much more than
moving in and out of bed and going to the toilet. Your boredom is
making you lazy. Come on, I’ll exercise with you. Let’s work out
the stiffness and then put you down for a nap. Selena and Lucy
should be back by 5 or 6. We have time to workout, eat, take a
pill and let you sleep it off.” Betty told him as she took
charge.
Betty wheeled him into the living room where the a-frame was set
up.
“Let me change into something I can move in and I’ll be right
back.” She told him as she went to the guest room and quickly
changed.
She came out in the Lycra second skin she wore a few days before,
but she added an exercise tog over it that looked like a bathing
suit. It did little to hide the shape of her figure, but was not
see-through as it had been earlier.
She positioned the chair under the bar and locked the wheels.
“Come on Joe, let’s get a good stretch, I won’t let your leg fall
out of the support.” She assured him.
Joe reached up and took a grip on the bar and pulled himself
straight up, but not off of the chair.
“Come on Joe, right out of the chair; let your arms stretch out
and your spine straighten.” She encouraged.
Joe’s strong upper body had weakened but he still felt his butt
leave the chair pad as Betty kept support for his leg. He let
himself down to the chair and then repeated the pull. It was
obviously painful, but each lift became easier and smoother until
he completed five.
“Ohhhh, that feels good. Let me catch my breath and I’ll do a few
more. I wish I could stretch out my legs and loosen my hips.”
‘Here, let me take your good leg and lift it to stretch your
hamstrings and then maybe you can try resistance against the
wall.” She suggested as she bent and took his good leg and lifted
it.”
“I’ll rest it on my shoulder a bit and see how high we can get
it.” She said and she took the weight of his leg in her arms and
bent to get her shoulder under it.
Joe held the handle grips tightly as she let him stretch and then
she rotated it a bit to loosen his hip.
“Is that the movement you want in your hip?” She asked as he held
on red faced and nodding.
Betty was strong for her size, much like Selena. She had bigger
bones than her daughter, although still certainly petite. She let
his leg down and moved to the other side of him.
“Want to try the other? If I take the whole channel on my
shoulder I won’t be able to get as high as the other, but I think
you’ll feel it in your hip.” She said as Joe nodded.
The channel where his leg rested was weight hinged and meant to
give him flexible support, but Betty could only lift it a foot or
two but was still able to let him rotate his hip a bit. She
finished the stretch and stood before putting her hands on her
knees, bending to get some deep breaths.
“Wooo, that was a workout for ME too. But at least you got a good
stretch.” She said with a smile as she straightened up.
She bent to make sure he was positioned properly in the channel
and looked Joe in the eye, her face red as a beet.
“I see you have no problem stretching the other leg.” She said
backing away noticing his full erection in his lounge pants.
“Oops, sorry Betty. That’s hard to help around such an attractive
woman. I was hoping you wouldn’t notice.” Joe said disgusted in
himself.
“I guess that’s flattery and a week ago I would have helped you
do something about it, I swear.” She said with sureness.
“As attractive as I obviously find you Betty, nothing would have
happened then or NOW! You may have been desperate enough to
abandon your morals, but NOT ME! Don’t even talk like that. Do
you know how disappointed your daughter would be if she heard you
say that? Please don’t think I would even entertain the idea.”
Joe insisted.
Betty stood back and struck a provocative pose.
“You’re really not interested?” She said with a smile, trying to
kid with Joe.
“Betty, I think I’ve told you before that I never made a habit a
screwing around with married women, but if I was free, YOU I
would make an exception for. But, I’m not free and neither are
you. Nothing, however, stops me from looking when you wear such
provocative clothes.” Joe admitted.
“Oh God, Joe. Nothing wrong with looking and I’m sorry if I
teased you. I’m proud of my body, but it’s all for one man now as
it always has been.” Betty told him.
“No one else? Ever?” Joe asked with a suspicious grin.
Betty blushed and turned away.
“Oh LORD, Betty. It’s no big deal. Don’t sweat it.”
“It IS a big deal to Scott. It was before we were married, but I
was engaged. I was just curious. It was one night, one guy and it
did more good than harm in the long run, believe me.” Betty said
with her eyes welling up.
“Betty you keep that to yourself and Scott will never know. I can
understand how you may have felt. We better change the subject.”
Joe insisted as he wanted to continue exercising.
“No, I want to talk about it. It was the one thing I probably
should have admitted to in our counsel, and I couldn’t do it.
Ummmm, . . . it was only a week before the wedding. Scott and I
had already slept together hundreds of times, but I had to know
what another man was like. It was sort of like wanting to know if
Scott was normal, . . you know . . . talented.”
“Betty, as long as he made you happy, fulfilled you.”
“Joe, my lover knew what he wanted and took it. I was so afraid
and frightened, but never protested. I still get goose bumps, but
it makes me want Scott more, after I fantasize.”
“Betty, please. This isn’t something a son-in-law should hear, or
even know. This is something to talk about with a close
girlfriend or sister.”
“Joe, I could never tell anyone about this until you came along.
Men may not see how magnetic and sexy you are, but women can. I
know what my daughter sees in you. You are the compassionate
lover, the fulfiller. You understand. You don’t need to hear
anymore and I know my thoughts are safe with you. Thank you.”
Betty said as she came around to the front of the chair.
“I have an idea and I think you can do it. What if I let your
left leg and foot on the floor and you grabbed the bar and stood
totally up with all your weight on that? I’ll be here to be sure
you don’t fall or weight bear on the right.”
“I don’t know Betty, but it sure would feel good to actually
stand. Let me at least start it and see how it feels. I don’t
want to jeopardize anything.” Joe said cautiously.
“Don’t worry. I’m here and won’t let anything happen. We can stop
if we’ve bit off too much.” She reassured him.
Joe kicked the left foot rest to the side and put his foot on the
floor. He reached for the bar and pushed himself up straight in
the chair with his left foot and butt bracing against the braked
chair. As his fingers curled around the pull bar he straightened
and his knuckles rolled over the bar to strengthen his grip. He
grimaced in pain as his ass left the chair and his weight went to
his left foot. Betty cautiously stayed near to be sure the right
leg, in its splint and tray, was not compromised. As he got up
and his right leg left the tray Betty quickly moved to pull the
chair away from behind him. He was standing fully up with all his
weight on his left leg.
“Are you steady?”
“YES, I’m totally comfortable and balanced” Joe said standing now
with the bar at his upper chest level.
Betty knelt and hugged his right splinted leg as Joe rotated his
hips to stretch.
“God Betty, it feels so good to stretch and move these muscles
and joints. Rotate my right leg a bit.”
Betty cautiously tried to do what he asked but she felt
resistance.
“I think we’re pressing our luck. I’m moving the chair back; make
sure your grip is solid.” She said as she moved the chair back
and again she stayed with his leg as he began to sit.
She guided his leg into the tray as he slipped into the chair.
“Oooofff, THAT was GREAT!” Joe exclaimed with a big grin.
Betty patted his thigh in encouragement as she stood but quickly
pulled her hand away when she saw he still had an erection.
“Good Lord Joe, have you no self-control?”
Joe just laughed and shook his head.
“Come on Betty. As hot as you look in that tight outfit, kneeling
and grunting around me, I AM A MAN.”
“We’ll be sure to leave you and my daughter alone after they get
back.” She laughed.
“I’ll be quite fine, thank you.” Joe said embarrassed again.
Betty unlocked the wheels of the chair and wheeled Joe into the
bedroom. Once the chair was secured she initialized the
hydraulics of the chair and got Joe onto his hospital bed without
a hitch. As she went to fill a water glass for Joe he got 2
vicodin from the bottle and gulped them down with the water she
presented to him.
“Geez, my back and my joints all ache and I’m on fire underneath
that splint, hot and itching. I start daily sessions with the
therapist on Wednesday and I can’t wait to start moving again.”
Joe complained as Betty pulled the sheet up for him.
Betty caressed his face and kissed his forehead.
“Sleep tight you flatterer. Those pills will knock the starch out
of your . . . . umm
erection, and let you sleep. I’m sorry if I caused a problem.”
She chuckled.
Joe watched Betty leave the room admiring her bottom as she moved
away. It was a little fuller than Selena’s, but if he had that to
look forward to after childbirth and 20 years he hoped he had a
strong heart. He fantasized about making love to his wife for the
next 20 years and still having her look like Betty does as he
drifted away.
Meanwhile Betty went to the guest room anxious to get out of her
leotard and workout tog. She combed closet and drawers for her
sweatpants and top, but couldn’t believe she hadn’t packed any.
She remembered washing a set for Selena and wondered if Joe was
out enough yet to go in and borrow it from the folded clothes she
had set on their bed.
She went to the door and heard the light buzz of Joe’s snore and
knew he was out. She pulled the straps off her shoulders and
peeled out of the workout tog and anxiously hooked her fingers
into the camisole top of her unitard body glove. She hadn’t worn
a panty and with her newly fully shorn pussy she had awakened new
feelings. Standing nude she ran her hand through her sex and then
squeezed and manipulated her breasts, her body free from its
Lycra skin. She slipped on the sweat top, noticing it was
slightly cropped and pulled the pants over her legs and saw they
were hip hugging.
“My sexy daughter.” She thought as she looked down at herself. “I
could pull it off, wearing this and I don’t care if I AM over
40.” She mused as she looked in the mirror with the low light in
the room.
She ran her hand over the flat part of her belly that showed
between the top and bottom as she turned to a sexy pose to see
her ass.
“Hmmm, Joe’s fat cock inflated seeing me in those work-out
clothes, I bet this outfit here would do the trick as well.” She
thought with a confidant chuckle.
She ran her hands down her sides and noticed with the waist slung
so low over her hip bones, the front let those who wanted to peek
straight down with a sexy view of her lower belly.
Stretched out as tall as he could she could slip her fingers into
the top of the pants without touching the material.
“Forget Joe, SCOTT would screw the daylights out of me in these.”
She thought as a pang hit her sex.
She thrust her hand down inside her pants and pinched her nether
lips between her fingers and palm pad. She rotated her fingers
letting the flesh slip through them until just her hood and clit
remained between her thumb and forefinger. She quickly looked
back to be sure Joe was out and lay down on the bed without
disturbing the movements of her hand. As soon as she lay she
began to pinch and oscillate her nipples.
She hadn’t really masturbated over overt sexual thoughts in quite
some time, the last time in Joe’s bathroom over a year ago. She
had gotten herself off since, but not over one specific sexual
thought. She was ashamed of that last time in Joe’s bathroom
because it was the result of her repressing the urge to wake Joe
with her mouth over his cock that she observed rising in his
sleep. She had actually gotten as far as to kneel beside him and
plan to pull down his zipper. It was then that her good sense got
the best of her and she ran to the bathroom crying and still wet
between her legs. Her frustration had peaked over the lack of
sexual contact and the sight of Joe sleeping with a hard-on was
all she could take. Earlier that morning she had almost let a man
pick her up in the diner and only his bold move to grab her pussy
under the table frightened her away.
At this moment as she lay on her daughters would be marriage bed
the thought of her husband coming up behind her and slipping down
her hip hugging sweatpants to fuck her had her wet and juicy. As
she ran three fingers through the lips and over her clit
repeatedly the thought of sucking Joe’s fat cock ran through her
mind as well. She remembered her one illicit rendezvous and how
he held her head as he fucked her face preparing to shoot in her
mouth. As she looked at the dark silhouetted figure of Joe
sleeping and thought of her husband plunging into her from
behind, she added Joe to her fantasy. He held the back of her
neck as she bent over to receive Scotts cock up her pussy. He had
his cock in her mouth, fucking her mouth just to the entrance of
her throat over an over. She would almost gag on each thrust but
now he shortened his stroke and the grip on the back of her head
became more forceful. He grunted through his teeth as he held her
mouth over his spurting cock. As she swallowed all he gave her
Scott was slamming home his seed deep in her pussy. As her
fantasy played out she violently rolled over to her knees to bury
her face into the mattress to muffle her throes of ecstasy as she
came. She fell forward onto the bed to rest and catch her breath.
Betty woke up to a familiar sex hangover, her throat dry, nipples
raw and a wet satisfied feeling between her legs. Frantically she
realized she was half naked and on her daughters bed. She sprang
up and looked around. Joe was still sleeping quietly, the room
dark as the late afternoon daylight ebbed. She stood and adjusted
the sweat pants and top in the dim light at the mirror before
deciding it was just too sexy for her to wear if the others
should come home. Besides she no longer needed something to cool
down in. Her half naked nap had taken care of that. She went back
to the guest room and put on the clothes she arrived in. She took
her daughters top and bottom and folded them and brought them
into the bedroom and put them away where she found them. They
were soiled in her sex sweat and pussy musk; the thought her
daughter might put them on excited her.
Betty quickly busied herself with the things she had planned to
finish before Scott and the others got back. The basics for
moving in for a week or two were right there, but then again,
anything missed was only a few blocks away.
By six o’clock in mid January it had been dark for about an hour
and Betty began to wonder what might be keeping them. No sooner
had the thought occurred to her when the phone rang.
“Hello Mom. Dad and I and Lucy and Jeromy will be there in about
a half hour. We’re going to pick up pizza and salads. You want
white pizza, what does Joe want?”
“He’s out right now. He’s been sleeping since about 1:30. He was
frustrated that he couldn’t help and I exhausted him with
exercise. He was achy so he took his meds and went out.”
“My poor baby. I’ll get him a Caprese salad and get half of one
of the pizza with bacon and onions. That’ll make him happy.”
“If you know what makes him happy, you get it. He’s a good man
who loves you very much.” Betty said almost automatically.
“Wow Mom, what made you say that?”
“I’ve had nice talks with Joe and I know why and how you could
fall in love with him.” Betty admitted to her daughter.
“I don’t know if I should be flattered or worried.” Selena said
cautiously.
“Don’t talk foolish young lady; we just spend a lot of time
talking alone in this house.” Betty chastised.
“Oh Mom, I was being facetious. We’ll see you within the hour.
Bye.”
Betty went to the bedroom to look in on Joe and found him
fluttering his eyes to adjust to the light from the hallway. He
looked confused and was getting his bearings, both mentally and
physically.
“Hello sleepyhead. It’s Saturday evening. Selena and the others
are on their way back after moving all day.”
“Oh . . . OK. My mouth is dry and I have to pee.”
“Here’s your bottle and I’ll get you a glass of water.”
Fifteen minutes later Joe was up in his wheelchair and
brightening quickly. He was hungry and looked forward to dinner.
It had also crossed his mind that he might not have the
opportunity to be intimate with Selena for a time after that
night. He was anxious to see her just as Betty was anxious to see
Scott.
Joe clicked on the news and just as the first story began he
heard he whirr of the garage door opener and he turned his chair
toward the elevator doors. He heard the motor engage and in
seconds it slid open with four, tired, but happy people with arms
full of pizza box’s and bags.
Selena set her bags down and ran to hug Joe while Betty and Scott
shared a big hug and kiss. Jeromy seemed almost embarrassed that
Lucy was giving him the cold shoulder. Joe quickly noticed it and
in his hug as Selena bent to him he asked, “What’s up with Lucy’s
scowl?”
“Oh God, she got all over Jeromy for supposedly looking at my ass
too much today. Silly shit, you know.” She whispered.
Joe decided to make this come to a head right away in the brusque
way he sometimes could.
“Hey Lucy!” Joe yelled above the din in the buzzing room where
the food was being divvied and drinks decided. “If I got in
trouble every time I looked at a nice butt and admired it, Selena
would have me in the dog house every day. Looking is one thing,
touching is another. I’ve looked at yours plenty of times, her
Mom’s too. Lighten up. The day we stop looking is the day you
start worrying.”
Lucy was mortified at first that Selena had told Joe why she was
pissed, but then a smile came across her face as the others
looked to her for a response.
“OK, OK, so everyone knows why I was such a bitch all afternoon.
I can blame it on PMS and try not to bite off anyone’s head
again.” She said almost starting to cry at her embarrassment.
Before Jeromy could get to her to try and soothe her Selena went
and hugged her, whispering softly in her ear.
“Come on, even you used to admire my ass. We all check out
butts.”
Lucy broke the hug with a big smile and sought out Jeromy.
Her eyes said she was sorry and she fell into Jeromy’s arms.
“Make up kiss?” He asked.
Lucy planted her mouth on Jeromy’s and a long mouthy kiss ensued
with the other four beginning to clap and chant go-go-go-go!
Finally Scott hollered out “Get a room!” and they broke the kiss
laughing and everyone was back to eating and cajoling.
The six made an odd bunch, but they all got along famously. Three
twenty-somethings and three forty-somethings with hot romances
and they all found themselves talking over the food and drink
enjoying each others company. At one point they were all laughing
at Lucy’s version of a dirty joke that was making the rounds,
with a punchline about bodily fluids. Laughing Lucy hugged Jeromy
and realized three couples shared three separate hugs.
“With the love in this room I think there may be a big bodily
fluid exchange for all of us tonight.” Lucy deadpanned, sort of
wishing she hadn’t said it.
The room got quiet and each partner looked at his mate and
smiled, and then the eating and drinking continued, each person
happy they had the unsaid “promise” put away for later.
After dinner the group retired to the living room to sip Sambuca,
save for Joe. They all chuckled to a comedy program in the
background as the moving workout of the day began to take a toll
on each of them. Joe called a cab for Jeromy and Lucy to get them
to the dorm for the night. Betty Hanson couldn’t wait to be alone
with her husband and helped Selena get Joe from the chair to the
hospital bed. She went out to get the men to help her daughter
move Joe to the big bed and as they made the transfer she was
already off to the guest room to get ready for bed.
Betty was as horny as a teenager as she undressed and got out a
teddy to wear. She went into the bath and relieved herself before
grabbing a tube of flavored lube gel and putting a big dollop on
her middle finger. She squat down and held herself open with one
hand and pushed the lubed finger up into her pussy for safe
keeping. The only effect that her forty years had was that she
dried out too quickly during sex until she came. The lube took
care of that little problem. She slid into the sheets and waited
for Scott as she heard the cab beep for Lucy and Jeromy.
The Sambuca and the thought of “make-up” sex had Lucy and Jeromy
both randy in the cab. Lucy nibbled on Jeromy’s ear whispering
little promises of what she planned to do to turn their passion
sparks into full flames.
Not to be left out, Selena was stripping Joe in the bed,
drizzling kisses to each part she exposed. Once she had the wedge
placed under the recovering leg she planned to straddle Joe’s
face and offer him her sex to nibble while she used her own oral
prowess on him. She knew this would be the last time she might be
alone with him for a week or more. She didn’t expect to have this
kind of time if she were to even make a nightly “check-up visit”
on him after she moved into the dorm on Sunday.
Three couples all made love in their little lairs of privacy as
they listened to their mates grunts, groans and squeals of
pleasure. Maybe the aura of love each couple exuded helped
intensify the love making when they were alone. No matter what
the case each went to sleep with the taste of sex in their mouths
and the feeling of satisfaction in their sex. The day ahead would
surely spring new feelings to sate, but tonight all were happy
and love abounded.
Chapter 55
Selena’s Sunday morning dream made her sleep serene. It was of
the simple life she and Joe would share someday. It was idyllic
in her sleep thought, as if floating on a cloud where making each
other happy and enjoying their children were the only chores.
What made it seem even more real was the gentle calling of her
name as Joe tried to wake her.
“Selena, . . . Selena? Essy, are you awake? I need some help.”
Joe whispered as he gentle rubbed her hip.
Suddenly she startled. “What! Is everything OK?”
“Yes, yes, calm down; so sorry to wake you but I can’t reach my
bottle and I have to go real bad. I’m afraid I’ll fall out of bed
if I try to reach for it.”
Selena slipped out of bed and went to Joe’s side and discovered
the bottle wasn’t emptied from the last time he used it.
“Oh Pew Pew Joseph. Hold on for another minute and let me empty
and rinse this out.” She said as she ran across the room to the
bathroom.
She still wasn’t wearing any clothes from the night befores romp
and ride. Joe followed her form in and back to his bedside. If
his penis wasn’t already erect from the morning urge, her tight
little body prancing in his sightline solidified it.
“Just in case I never told you, you are the most beautiful woman
I have ever laid eyes on, and I’m never going to be able to pee
anywhere but straight up in the air on my back. Hold my leg
steady while I roll on my side.”
Joe rolled to keep his repaired leg on top while Selena held it
so it wouldn’t fall away to either side. On his side he slipped
his hardness into the bottle and let fly a long pee. Selena went
and got a wipe to tidy him while he finished to give him his
privacy. She took the bottle away and let him fall to his back as
she set it on the stand beside the bed. She dabbed him clean but
continued to hold and manipulate him.
“Do you mind if the “most beautiful woman you’ve ever seen” plays
a bit with her favorite toy. GOD! I can’t believe how hard it is
and how good it feels in my hands. As good as it felt inside me
last night, in my hands it has a power.” She said as she stroked
it and then hugged her face to it.
“Oh my God, what am I going to do with you gone? My sweet Essy
you love me so good and so much.” Joe asked anticipating the
relief she was going to give him.
“We’ll get by just like we always have Joey, with the memory of
our love and the promise of our future. I don’t like it anymore
than you, but we have to stick to the plan. My mouth will make
sweet love to you this morning because my pussy is sore from
riding him so hard last night, plus I think my period is due. But
I know I want this and I want you to have me. We’ll have to be
sure to make a date for our last time before your surgery.”
Joe’s mind raced ahead to his surgery details. No ejaculations
for 3 days prior and then none for a month, maybe more, after.
Unless he could have it easy with a simpler vasovasostomy
procedure, he was going to be in the hospital for a few of those
days. Dr. Nikko suspected he would do a vasoepididymostomy
procedure, which is more invasive. When Nikko makes the initial
incision he will determine which procedure he will do by checking
the fluid in the vas (vas deferens). Normally there wouldn’t be
any hospital overnight stay, but Dr. Payne insisted because of
his delicate knee and the extra tenderness and restriction he
might feel with the latter procedure.
Suddenly Joe was shaken back to reality from his surgical stress
as Selena‘s warm mouth fit over the head of his cock, her lips
locking behind the corona rim and her tongue lapping at the mass.
Her hands busied themselves caressing his balls and stroking his
shaft. She had said she would make love to him with her mouth and
she truly was. Selena looked up to him many times before rolling
her eyes in her own disbelief in her pleasure. Joe could tell by
the stutter of her hand and the sudden awkwardness of her mouth
that she was cumming spontaneously. As his own excitement rose a
tear came to his eye at her display of love. Despite being orally
teased and then thoroughly fucked 6 or 7 hours before, he felt
this new orgasm quickly rising. She sensed and then tasted his
sudden leap toward orgasm and began using her mouth to plunge
down on him.
As Joe heard the muffled squeals from the back of her throat he
thought of the similarities of the many times he had fucked her,
she lying passively while he plunged into her drawing both of
their climaxes out together. Now he was the passive recipient
about to experience both her and his own orgasm. The comparison
seemed so obvious, but here the frankness of the animal lust made
the idea glow white hot in his head. With no warning his balls
began to churn and he felt his climax rising and all he could do
was watch as if it were a separate entity. Pleasure gripped him
as her mouth popped off just as his first charge left his body.
Cum splashed in a long line up the side of her nose across her
forehead and into her hair. The next shot ricocheted from the
edge of her lip to her cheek just before she got her mouth back
over the tip to accept the rest of his gooey discharge.
Her sucking mouth in concert with her thumbs and fingertips
worked the rest of his ejaculation into her hungry mouth as she
tasted and swallowed his love juice. When she knew his
sensitivity was peaked she released the pressure of her mouth and
drew away to look at his sexual reverie.
“I love you, my sweet Joseph. I’m sorry I missed some but I was
going to tell you to give me your cum when it just exploded.” She
said as she pulled a glob from the side of her nose near her eye
and licked it from her finger.
Their reverie was broken by the clang of pots and pans in the
kitchen.
“Oh God, there’s Mom and I promised to help her make Farmer
Breakfast for you. I better jump in the shower.” She said as she
bounced up from the bed and got some knee length flannels boxers
to slide onto Joe. She pulled the covers up before kissing him.
“I’ll get you dressed for breakfast and into your chair as soon
as I’m done. I’ll give you a bath later. I love you.” She
whispered as she ran into the bathroom.
“Wait! Let me see your face.”
“Why! You think that’s sexy?”
“I don’t know, I never did it to anyone who didn’t ask for it.”
“Joe, that’s more information than I needed. It was sort of sexy,
but I like it where I can taste you. It smells sexy, but I can
feel it running and it’s creepy. Let me clean up.” Selena said as
she turned back to the bath and slipped in.
When Joe saw her ass walk away he was jealous of the shower. He
wanted to be in there to wash and feel her against him, fill his
hands with the cheeks of her ass. He had cum twice with her in
the last 8 hours and once in the last 5 minutes and he was horny
for her already. He began to doze when she came out of the
bathroom, still naked. He feigned a bit a sleep and watched her
quietly slip a cropped sweat top over her combed out wet hair.
She took a thong from the drawer and held it up to open before
she stepped into it. She put the hip hugging sweats her Mom had
worn the day before and slipped a shiny silk robe over
everything. She went to the kitchen and returned with her Mom and
Dad.
“Mom you take his bad leg, Dad and I can handle the rest now that
he can help a little.” She said as she wheeled and locked the
hospital bed into position.
The move was made smooth and Selena said she could handle
everything from here and “not to let anything burn in the
kitchen. I’ll be right out.”
She wheeled his chair beside the bed, locked the wheels and
prepared it for getting him in. She bent and hugged both of his
thighs together and began to help turn his lower body a bit to
help him turn out towards the chair.
“Come on you perverted old man, . . . . . . . hmmmmm, watching
young girls getting dressed. I don’t know about you.” She laughed
as she lowered his leg into the tray and set the hydraulics in
motion to begin to move him out.
“My Mom says you can stand on the one leg with the bar, that’s
good. Let me get your sweatpants on your feet and you can stretch
while I get them on you.” Selena said as she held a long sleeve
t-shirt open for him to get into.
“You mean you’ll stop dressing me Nurse Nancy?” He chuckled.
“Be careful, remember it’s me who keeps you from shitting your
pants.”
“Touche.” Joe responded as she rolled him under the a-frame and
they got his pants on.
Betty greeted them as they went into the kitchen and told them
Scott had just left to go get Lucy and Jeromy. Joe wheeled up to
the table to his coffee and quickly noticed the light blinking on
the phone.
“Damn, we missed a message yesterday. Must have been when we
dozed off Betty.” Joe said leaving Betty somewhat quizzed.
How did HE know they both napped at the same time yesterday? Had
he heard her masturbate? Was he kidding?”
Selena hit the message button and they all listened.
“Hello, this message is for Joe Johnson. Dr. Payne would like to
see you Monday at his office in Clifton Park at 2:30. Your
physical therapist wants to graduate you to a regular schedule
after seeing you this week. Comfort Wheels has you tentatively
scheduled for pick-up on Monday and then in home therapy on
Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday and Monday and Dr. Payne will do a
re-check on the 26th at 10:00 o’clock. If you check out OK you’ll
see the therapist 2 more times before your surgery with Dr.
Nikko. Comfort Wheels has a rep at the Medical Center and he’ll
be with you for the surgery and afterward. I’ve typed everything
out for you with instructions and I’ll give it to you when you
stop on Monday. See you Monday Joe.”
“Well, I guess that answers a lot of questions. I was wondering
if the therapist wasn’t happy with my progress, despite what he
said.” Joe said with a bit of relief.
“I’ll go with you, right?” Betty wondered.
“Of course, I need someone to hold my hand.” Joe chuckled.
A few moments later Scott was back with Lucy and Jeromy and they
all had a filling breakfast before Jeromy was the first to leave
to get settled into his dorm for the new semester.
After a sponge bath for Joe, Selena and Lucy were off to the dorm
to report they were on campus and in possession of their
schedules. They both had studying as well as reading they needed
to catch up on. Selena had been a good influence on Lucy for
study habits and for her “at all costs” attitude.
Selena would see Joe for less than an hour each day the following
week and stayed with him on Friday going into Saturday. It was
Joe’s last chance to use his old plumbing before he would remain
abstinent until Dr. Nikko gave him the OK to resume. Between
Selena becoming engrossed in her final semester studies and Joe
stressing a bit over the surgery they were not the usual extra
passionate couple they normally were.
Joe’s February 1st surgery date hung heavy on his spirit, wanting
to just get it over with. Selena did not dwell on the procedure
and it’s ramifications with Joe as if to appear neutral on its
outcome. It helped Joe keep his battle within him rather than let
it become a bone of contention between them.
She called him the night of the surgery but he was too drugged up
to speak at the time. Tuesday she called for him twice at the
hospital and missed him on each, only leaving messages with her
mother or father. Once he was home late Tuesday he slept late
into the evening only waking to complain of pain and wanting
relief. Selena had a stock market study lab on Wednesday evening
and wouldn’t see Joe until her first class break on Thursday
afternoon. So when the phone rang early Wednesday morning Joe
knew who the caller was.
Joe only said “hi” into the phone before they both began to cry.
“I didn’t think I would EVER get through to you, you know I
called, right?”
“Of course, your parents gave messages, but you have to know I
was out of it pretty good.”
“How are you feeling now?”
“Pretty good, but still sore. Your Mom is keeping iced gel-packs
rotating for me, but you should see all the ways the therapist is
bending and moving my knee! Dr. Payne is going to start them
coming everyday the rest of the week and I may try to stand on it
by Monday and light walking by Friday.” Joe said excitedly.
“Wait, where is my Mom putting the gel-packs?”
“Between my legs, where else?”
“You’re covered aren’t you?”
“Selena, this is medical, not sexual, and your little friend
isn’t interested in ANYONE right now. I think the little fellow
is pissed off at me at this point. Your Mom has been a great
nurse and a lot better than having a stranger taking care of me.
I’m in the home stretch with my knee and I’ve got 27 days until I
can test out my other equipment.” Joe reassured her.
“I guess I’m just a little envious of the fact she is taking care
of you, not me.”
“I KNOW if you could be here, you would. Remember our plan and
we’re right on schedule.”
“Did Dr. Nikko give you any indication if he thought if it was a
success?” Selena asked hopefully.
“He only said that he didn’t see anything to make him think it
wasn’t a good reattachment and he knows I’m still making
swimmers.”
Selena did the best she could to jump for joy without showing her
joy over the phone as Joe always cautioned her about
over-optimism over the whole thing.
“That’s the best we can hope for, now we can only wait.” She
responded.
“You’re going to wait me out aren’t you? We’ll both stay
celibates?” Joe asked.
“Of course as we agreed. Joe, can I tell you something from my
heart? The sex is wonderful and fulfilling and the second most
pleasure in my life. The most pleasure in my life is you, being
with you, laughing with you and being the other half of us.”
Selena said with a quiver in her voice.
“I wish you were here to touch and hug and hold. You are the most
amazing woman. You make me so happy and just when I don’t think
you can make me any happier, you do. I love you.” Joe said
breaking down as well.
“Shit, I just CAN’T get there tonight unless I come after 10 and
I want you to get your rest. I have a break tomorrow after noon
until 3 and I’ll be there.” She promised.
“The therapist will be here then; you’ll see how well I can move
it, even on my own. It’s getting stronger and I remember the
promise you made the first night we got back here.” Joe said
rolling his eyes to himself in the darkened room.
“What promise was that?” She wondered.
“When I was strong enough so I could stand behind you I could
have that little hiney, as you call it.” Joe chuckled.
“Oh, you naughty boy. Be careful, you might get things going down
below with talk like that.” She warned him.
“I know, but I can hardly forget a promise like that.”
“Well, neither can I. I can’t wait to give you your promise.” She
pined.
The clock in the bedroom chimed for 8 o’clock and Selena heard it
through the phone.
“Damn, eight already. I’ve got an 8:15 so I have to go. I’ll
think of you all day long. I’ll try to call you before I get
there tomorrow, but you know I’ll be thinking of you. I love you,
I love you, I love you, I love you!” She sang before hanging up
to rush off.
Selena left for class with a little tingle in her carriage as she
thought about her promise. When he took her that way he owned her
in every way. She could feel him deep and full inside her very
core. He usually, at one point, laid right on her flat on the
bed, his arms crossed beneath her, his hand full of her breasts,
his mouth on her neck or her ear. He barely moved within her, but
his moans and grunts proved the pleasure her core brought to him.
Bundled in her heavy coat as she walked swiftly across the quad
she felt her face turn red from the heat of the thought. Twenty
seven more days without sex was going to make the 28th a wild
one. She could do it for Joe
Back in his bed, Joe longed for the day his cock would again fill
with blood and he could satisfy his urges for Selena. Right now,
however, the surgery and the ice gel-paks kept the monster at
bay. He reached down to check the coolness in his groin and knew
Betty had changed his ice during the night, in his sleep. He was
past the embarrassment when she changed the dressing in his
incision or gave him a sponge bath, or even helped him onto the
toilet.
Betty herself was just getting into the shower to wash and rinse
Scott’s cum off her back. She woke up randy and heard Scott in
the shower. When he stepped out she met him with the towel to dry
him off. However the special attention she paid to his cock and
balls went beyond drying, as she wet both with her mouth and then
turned and bent over the sink. It was a quick fuck, but a
satisfying one for her. She experienced a little frustration
taking care of Joe and seeing his “equipment”, even though it was
a non-sexual way. Now while she showered Scott was getting a cup
of coffee to go from the auto-brew coffee maker and he was on his
way.
Joe must have dozed off again because he next thing he knew there
was a cool wet washcloth wiping his face.
“Wake up sleepyhead Joe. We have lots to do today before the
therapist comes in at ten. We have to get you into the chair and
feed you and get you washed up and shaved, and other personal
things you might need to do.”
“Oh God, I’m awake Betty. I talked to Selena an hour ago and I
must have dozed again. Didn’t you hear the phone ring?”
“No, I might have been in the shower with Scott.” She said with a
little grin and chuckle.
Joe shook his head and smiled saying “Good for you!”
Betty peeled back the covers on the hospital bed and removed the
ice pack from Joe and moved the chair in place. She had the moves
down by rote for moving Joe into the wheelchair. Once he was
resituated and re-iced he was off to the kitchen for coffee and
his first big decision of the day; what’s for breakfast?
“You know Betty, I feel like I could stand right up and walk
right now. What do you think of that?” He asked.
“I think I could kick your butt if you tried. Orders from my
little Selena. Now tell me how you want your eggs, I’m having
soft boiled with toast.”
“That sounds good for me too, and you know I won’t try anything
stupid with my knee. I just said I feel like I could.” Joe
insisted.
This had begun a series of days that would seemingly meld
together into a blur for Joe. He hadn’t realized how much he
missed having people live with him like a Mom and Dad. The
restrictions they put on him made him feel controlled, but he was
determined to let his knee heel as well as possible and the push
he got from Betty and Scott was helpful. Once Selena got back to
school Joe slept mostly in the hospital bed and the extra help
that would stop by from PolyTech was no longer needed. Joe fell
into a strict routine of sleeping, eating, therapy, computer
buying and selling of stocks, and exercise. He was seeing Selena
for an hour most every day and she would sleep over at least a
couple nights a week. Little by little he was having spontaneous
erections and they were getting more and more firm. The ache from
his testicles became less frequent and Dr. Nikko stopped all the
ice treatments so he might begin normal sperm production. His
mind and his body were beginning to work in concert as far as
desire went and every time he was with Selena is was getting more
difficult to resist the urge. His appointment with Dr. Nikko was
now a few days away. He would ejaculate into a specimen cup and
wait for the results. It would not be the definitive thumbs up or
down on the success of the operation, but it would serve as
setting a baseline for future tests. Best of all, he could begin
to have sex as long as Nikko saw no problems
When Dr. Payne first discussed the TeeFix surgery he told Joe 6
to 12 week’s for recovery and it was beginning to look like 8
weeks for limited unsupervised walking to start. One thing Joe
knew was that after all this inactivity he would have to work
hard to get his forty-something body back to the state it was in.
Except for the arthritis and a few other aches, Joe could always
pass as a late twenties ex-jock. Those things had changed.
His March 1st appointment with Dr. Payne showed lots of progress
having practiced walking with a walker a few times with no pain
or problems. Today the latest and last version of the splint was
coming off as well as all the bending restrictions from his leg.
Payne took him into a PT room in his suite. He parked the
wheelchair just inside the door and set up a walker.
“Walk, as normal as you can between the support corrals.” Payne
told his letting Joe get up from the chair on without help.
Joe stood tentatively and took hold of the sides of the walker
and walked the 15 or so feet to the other side of the room.
“Joe, you’re putting all your weight on the walker. Stand up
straight and walk normal, letting the wheels roll free as if
you’re pushing a shopping cart.” He advised him.
Joe came back to the wheelchair and went to sit down.
“No, Joe, go again. I’m not approving anything until I see you
walking normally and pain free.” Dr. Payne insisted.
Joe walked back and forth between the corrals a few times and
when he was across the room Dr. Payne told him to stop.
“Leave the walker there and come over to the chair. Don’t use the
support corral unless you have to.” Payne said folding his arms
and putting a nervous bent knuckle to his lip.
Joe moved the walker aside and took two baby steps.
“Any pain? Are you steady?” Payne asked.
“No, it’s OK.”
“Well walk like a man Joe for Christ’s sake. Don’t run over here
but try to be normal. You’ve been walking for 40 years, you
didn’t forget how, did you?” Dr. Payne said using a tough love
type of approach.
Joe bit his lip, being pissed off at his friends attitude and
walked a normal gait to the wheel chair. He looked to Bill Payne
and smiled.
“No pain Doc, you did great!”
“Well don’t get too encouraged and you’re not out of the woods
yet. You still have a few more weeks of restrictions. I’m going
right by the book with you. You’ll keep all the normal
restrictions except you can bend the knee and now use the walker
on the hardwood floors. No crossing raised thresholds or onto or
off carpets. Walk on your own from your bed to the bathroom, and
from the wheelchair or walker to the bathroom, ONLY. Either all
carpet or all hardwood floor. You can sit in straight chairs, but
no sofas or recliners yet. I think you can get rid of the
hospital bed if you think you don’t need it.” He told Joe before
opening the door and looking up the hall into the waiting area.
“Mrs. Hanson, could you come here please. I want you to hear his
new restrictions to make sure he doesn’t try to modify them. I’ll
write them down for Selena.”
“Come on Bill, I’m not a freakin’ baby.”
“Joe, I know you. You take a mile if an inch is offered, and
always taking chances. Humor me. I don’t want to lose the
certification on TeeFix because of an over anxious patient. Now
back into the chair while I write you up. I’ll meet you in the
waiting area.” Dr. Payne said with a knowing smile.
When he met them at the desk he gave copies of his restrictions
to them, having adding “only male passive sexual relations” on
the bottom of Selenas copy, which he placed discreetly in an
envelope. He knew Joe only too well.
“I’ll tell you what,” Dr. Payne said as Joe was leaving, “Let’s
make a date for golf. Wolfert’s Roost opens officially on April
15th. If you don’t need a cart, we won’t use one, how’s that?”
“You know Bill, it’s probably the only way you’ll beat me,
recovering from a surgery. Have your secretary leave a message on
my machine, you’re ON!” Joe said as Betty wheeled him out the
door.
All the way back home in the back of the Comfort Wheel van Joe
bubbled to Betty about how good his knee felt and that he wasn’t
going to try and push it, as much as he was tempted. Although the
arthritis in his other knee and his back constantly flared up,
his right knee, the one that always gave him the worst problems
felt real good. He actually was looking forward to waking in the
middle of the night to go to the bathroom so he could walk on his
own.
“What if you fall in the middle of the night going to the
bathroom? Who’ll hear you?” Betty asked with a worried look on
her face.
“If I fall Betty it won’t make any difference who is there or
not. I’ll be walking on my own, I won’t have help. If I SHOULD
fall, and I won’t, I’ll get myself to the bed. I really do feel
steady. Maybe you should come in and sleep with me to be sure I’m
OK.” He said with a leer and a kidding smile.
Betty smiled and shook her head.
“No, Joe all of that is fixed now thanks to you and my daughter.
We’ve never been happier and Scott acts like he’s 25 again.” She
said with a blush.
“That’s great Betty, and you know I was just kidding, trying not
to have you worry so much. If I fall, I fall. I’ll be careful.”
Joe said as the van rolled into his drive.
When Selena came by she rejoiced over the news from Dr. Payne.
Joe got up from the wheelchair and took the walker to the kitchen
and sat in a chair and motioned Selena to pull up beside him. He
put his arm around her and kissed her long and hard as Betty left
the room. She let the lover’s neck like they hadn’t done in a
long time. There was no leaning, no awkward angle. For the first
time since they had been sexual with each other in almost 4 weeks
they were having an intimate moment.
“We’re going to frustrate my little friend if we keep this up.”
Selena said as she patted his cock through his pants.
“That’s OK, it’s so good to feel almost normal. I don’t feel any
aches or pains down there; I’m ready to go see Dr. Nikko NOW.
I’ll give him a specimen in 2 more days. I hope he has quart
bottle for it.” Joe said rolling his eyes.
“I wish I could be there to help you with it.” She grinned.
“Ummmmm, there are cell phones. I’ll bet you could coax it out of
me with just a phone call.” Joe mused.
“Are we talking obscene telephone call?” She said sitting back
and taking both his shoulders in her hands.
“My appointment is at 2:45 on Thursday.”
“I’m on study break until 3:30. If you need me before then, just
call me.”
“You’re serious?”
“Dead serious, and I would stay celibate even though you break
the agreement for medical reasons.” Selena promised.
“What are you going to be like when I get home with the OK to let
it fly?” Joe wondered aloud.
“Just keep that thought, Joseph, keep that thought.” She growl as
she leaned up to his ear.
Betty came back into the kitchen making as much noise as she
could to warn them of her presence.
“Selena, if you have a lab at 5:15 you better scoot. Why don’t
you come back and eat with us. Your father is going to be late
and we aren’t eating until 6:30. I’m making macaroni with tomato
and cheese with baked Italian sausage, your Dad’s favorite. Joe’s
never had it before so don’t scare him about it.”
“Mom I would love to but Doc Stevens wants me to sit in on a
lecture with him tonight. It’s all about the market and he wants
me there to answer questions with him. I owe him that for
everything he’s done. I can’t say no to him.” Selena said
regrettably.
“I’ll save you a plate and you can have it when you come up
tomorrow.”
“That would be great, Mom.”
Selena left and Joe felt very empty and horny as well. He was
actually looking forward to masturbating at the doctor’s office
on Thursday and for that he felt a bit perverted. Nonetheless, he
did look forward to “blowing his nut” as he thought to himself.
In the meantime the highlights of his days were his unaided walks
to the bathroom. Each walk became smoother and less cumbersome.
Getting up and getting loose was encouraging him to do more and
more stretching and exercising with the bars. Not having to worry
about NOT bending the leg or putting weight on it let him do more
and more. He was just careful not to pivot or use the knee for
anything more than to support his own weight naturally. By late
Tuesday afternoon he felt a lot of achy muscles in his chest,
arms and hips. He knew he was working muscles he hadn’t used for
a time. He already knew then he might have to take it easy on
Wednesday to let the soreness abate, which was actually the
healing process of the newly stretched muscles. He knew it may
take longer for the muscles to heal, but he banked on the fact
that he was in good shape at the start of all this might help
him. With his arthritis Joe knew and understood a lot about
muscle pain and learned to know the difference between overwork
and soreness, and the pain of his disease. He learned that the
pre-stretching and post-cool down did nothing to prevent pain.
Those myths were based on the supposed fact that lactic acid
caused the soreness. But although the stretch and cooling process
does alleviate the lactic acid, the lactic acid had nothing to do
with the pain. His friend Bill Payne, showed him studies where
muscle biopsies taken on athletes the day after hard training
showed bleeding and disruption of the z-band filaments holding
muscle fibers together as they work over each other during
exercise. They can tell how much muscle damage there is by
measuring blood levels of a muscle enzyme called CPK. CPK is
normally found in muscles and is released into the bloodstream
when muscles are damaged. Those with the highest post-exercise
levels of CPK have the most muscle soreness. Basically, if you
exercise past the point of soreness while you’re exercising, you
will have even more pain the next day. Stop when you feel the
burn was the message Bill was trying to tell him. The CPK enzyme
can also be a telltale sign of problems in the body if the level
is very high in a non-exercising person, usually a marker for MS.
There had been 2 people with MS in Joe’s mother’s family, so that
was a constant worry of his.
Wednesday the soreness limited his exercise to just the walking
Dr. Payne had allowed. It left him a little discouraged, but he
felt confident that Thursday morning would bring him good news
and it did. Any pain he had felt the previous day was all but a
memory and he looked forward to getting back under the a-frame
and stretching himself out and working his muscles again.
Thursday morning Joe woke with a painful piss hard-on and was up
walking to the bathroom before he realized he had done it without
thinking or considering the wheelchair or walker.
“I’m back!” He thought as he struggled to get his stream into the
toilet. “I just need the word from Doctor Bill and I’m ready to
go, I’m sure of it!”
Joe finished his business and dutifully went back to the bed and
sat on the side of it for quite a time before rising and turning
his butt into the wheelchair that was becoming his ball and
chain. He wheeled into the living room and on the hardwood
switched to the walker and went into the kitchen where Betty sat
sipping coffee.
“Well, aren’t you Mister independent?”
“Betty, it’s so good to start being myself. What would you think
of letting me shower today?”
“I know your incision is closed but Dr. Nikko has to pull
stitches and it’s only one more day, not even that. I’ll put in a
call to Dr. Payne and ask what he thinks. If you brought the
walker into the stall with you, I don’t see how it would hurt. I
know he’s afraid of you slipping, so . . . “
“Yeah, I know. He probably won’t go for it, but ask.”
Joe finished his coffee and breakfast and took the walker into
his office where Betty had wheeled his chair to sit at his desk.
As he muddled stock trades Betty busied herself cleaning up and
making the call to Dr. Payne. It was about an hour later when the
phone rang and Betty hollered for Joe to pick up.
“Hello Joe, so you want to shower, huh?” Dr. Payne asked. “You
just can’t do it alone. I doubt if your mother in law will go in
with you, but when Selena’s there to supervise and put the walker
in and out of the stall for you, it should be OK. Just be
careful. You want to run and it’s still baby step time, keep that
in mind.”
The thought of taking a real shower again filled Joe with hope
and continued his run to normalcy. He felt energized enough to go
out and begin to workout on the a-frame bar. Betty watched him
and began to see a return already to the strong athletic man Joe
was. She surmised that it might only take a few weeks for Joe to
be back to the shape he was in before. The day flew by and after
a short nap following lunch Joe was getting ready for his trip to
Dr. Nikko’s office.
Instead of going into an examination room Joe was escorted into a
neat office with a desk and plush leather chair. The walls were
full of diplomas and citations and an array of Donna Krin Korkes
“Art of Healing” framed posters. He pushed the walker to the
chair opposite Dr. Nikko’s desk and sat. Dr. Nikko came in just
as he hit the chair.
“Ah, your big day. How are you feeling? Any problems, any pain?
Please tell me the slightest abnormalities in how you feel when
you get erections, or urinate, or even when rolling over in your
bed or walking, . . . . anything.” Dr. Nikko asked with a big
smile behind his horn rimmed glasses.
Dr. Nikko’s bedside manner was more than you could ask for. He
was personable and spoke in perfect English, even though he was
native Japanese. His answers were always quick and without a
second thought. He was decisive and knew exactly what he was
doing at all times. He told Joe at the onset that if he thought
he chances were poor of fathering a child, he wouldn’t even risk
the surgery. Whenever any patient asked about any surgery Dr.
Nikko always had a stock line, “ANY surgery is dangerous and
EVERY surgery carries with it a risk factor of death. Do not go
into this lightly.” He was reluctant to operate on patients who
had cavalier attitudes on opening the body. The fact he held the
patients well being in his hands bore a burden of responsibility
on him and if the patient didn’t seem to understand that he would
not recommend surgery at the time. He was all business all of the
time and left no room for any frivolity while he was acting as
doctor or surgeon.
“No I feel perfectly normal down there, except for the
frustration of not being able to do anything about my erections.”
Joe said with a little grin.
“Are you waking with erections caused by bladder pressure?”
“Yes, usually.”
“THAT is a good sign of great blood flow, especially in a man in
his forties. Blood flow promotes healing and returns to body
normalcy. Do you think you could give me a sperm sample today? By
that I mean could you excite yourself to erection and bring
yourself to an ejaculatory conclusion through masturbation. You
can do it privately and enjoy the experience without fear of
being judged by anyone. This is a medical office and the purpose
of you performing this act is strictly medical. The way you go
about it is your own preference. We can supply aids.” Dr. Nikko
asked as professionally and tastefully as he knew how.
Joe smiled and nodded wondering why he just didn’t ask him to
jerk off into a cup for him. But he guessed some people might
have a problem with masturbating behind a closed door when half
the people in the office KNEW what was going on.
“The nurse will bring you into a room for that purpose and give
you a gown and a catch cup. Change into the gown and she will
explain how to get a clean sample and where to put it. I will be
in shortly thereafter to interview and examine you. Do you
understand?”
Joe nodded as Nikko left the room and a nurse came in but a few
seconds later.
She had Joe follow her to a small examination room where Joe sat
down and she handed him the gown.
“Mr. Johnson you’ll have to totally strip except for your socks
and put on the gown, with the opening in the back. This is a
specimen catch cup for you to ejaculate in. Please try and be
careful to try and catch the entire orgasm in the cup, just don’t
use the edges to scrape any residual in. Try not to let your
penis touch the inside of the cup. If you prefer a men’s magazine
or an explicit video we can supply either. Please don’t be
embarrassed to ask.”
“No, Uhhhh, I think I won’t have any problem.”
“When you’re finished put the cap on to the cup and place it on
the silver tray in the wall there and turn it to the lab side.
Dr. Nikko will be in to examine you afterward. Wash your hands,
but nothing else and lay down on the examination table after
you’ve spun the cup to the lab. Are we clear?”
Joe nodded and the nurse turned and walked out, but not before
Joe noticed her round little ass on the other side of her cute
semi-embarrassed smile. If she just stood in the room it might
have given Joe the incentive to get freaky with himself.
He stripped and put on the gown as instructed. A sign beside the
light switch read
“If you wish, lower the lights for mood”.
“These people think of everything”, Joe thought as he lowered the
lighting with the rheostat dial and sat on the edge of the
examination table and dialed Selena.
“This is perfect Joe, I’m in the dorm. I’m picturing you in a
room full of dirty pictures and videos playing in the TV’s
everywhere.” She giggled.
“So close. You missed one thing though; they have a nurse who
gives blowjobs so I won’t need your help.”
“JOE! STOP THAT!”
“Hey you were the one who wanted to make light of all of this. So
let’s get serious.” Joe chided her.
“Well, I hope that even the thought of me has got you a little
excited. You’ve got him in your hand, don’t you?”
“Now, I do. I’m sitting on the edge of an examination table”
“You be nice to him, as if I were there. With you sitting on the
edge of the table I would be between your legs, squatting down to
get eye to eye with the beast. He wants me, I want him. I’d hug
him to my face a few times and kiss him to show him how much I
loved, and MISSED him. Before I did anything else though I would
have to stand up and slither out of my jeans and my underwear.
I’d do a little spin to show you the goods, my smooth pussy and
mound as well as the ass you love to squeeze, and very soon will
fuck. You DO remember that my hiney has a date with your cock,
right?” (Joe groans as he’s lightly stroking himself)
“But, now I have to get to the matter at hand, well at least YOUR
hand. I can almost taste your cock right now. I know its big,
bright and shiny and wanting relief. I can’t wait to get my mouth
on it to get all the man taste off you. No not man taste, Joe
taste. Yours is the only cock I’ll ever taste, the only one that
will ever shoot its seed into my mouth for me to taste. I’ve
tasted your baby seed and I know it will make a beautiful baby
grow inside me and we can see the miracle of life, the power of
our love. I always thought it was a naughty thing to do, but with
someone you love it’s a beautiful thing to do. I do want to taste
you, and soon. Can you save some of that for me? I’ll suck you so
good, just how you like it, maybe even while your tongue is
eating my pussy or teasing my ass.”
“That’s it Selena. I’m gonna shoot. I have to put the phone
down!” Joe cried into the phone.
He grabbed the specimen cup and held it near the end of his penis
as he groaned and shot a long watery shot followed by 2 copious
white streams into the cup. The fist volley of ejaculate splashed
from the bottom of the cup back onto his fingers, but the real
stuff, the creamy white cum stayed in the receptacle as he coaxed
more out with his stroking fingers.
Selena heard him groan and grunt with sounds all too familiar to
him and envied his state. She felt a little juicy herself but
promised to be true to Joe and herself. Joe picked up the phone
when he was through capping his prize.
“Oh my God, that felt good, what a relief! You were awesome.”
“Well, don’t get too ecstatic, there all by yourself. Just
imagine how it will be when I’m with you.” Selena said, her
feelings a little hurt.
“God Essy, you KNOW what I meant by that. Of course I want you
with me. If you come over tonight we can shower together if I use
the walker.” Joe said excited about making plans for them again.
“OK we can talk about it when I see you tonight, I have to go.
Just do what the doctor says, OK?” Selena said knowing she had a
class coming up soon and she would need to compose herself.
“I love you Selena, good bye for now.”
Joe left the cup on the tray and turned it to the lab side and
laid down on the exam table after washing his hands. He wanted to
wash himself, but remembered that the nurse said hands only. He
was ready to doze off in about ten minutes when Dr. Nikko knocked
and came in.
“Mr. Johnson, you have some live sperm in your semen. No where
near a high enough concentration to easily fertilize an egg, but
I have every reason to believe that we’ve opened the gate for
your body to begin to function as it once did in that area. No
longer assume that you are incapable of causing a pregnancy. The
chances of it happening are astronomical right now. But it is
possible. Now, did you experience any pain or discomfort?” The
Doctor said with a self satisfied smile.
“No, no pain, just relief.”
“And now?”
“Still fine.” Joe said as the doctor lifted Joe’s gown and
examined him.
He poked and prodded Joe all over his abdomen as well as his
testicles and penis, looking to his face for reaction. He took
forceps from his pocket and snipped the stitches from his
incision and then pulled them out, one by one with tweezers,
watching very closely. Then he prodded Joe again with his hands.
“Hmmm, nothing? No discomfort, and you’re still leaking semen.
Your testes are very healthy. Your orgasm and ejaculation seemed
normal in every way?”
“Yes, for sure, except I was alone.” Joe said with a smile.
“I’ll see you again in a month and give yourself 24-36 hours
without an orgasm when you come in. We’ll test your sperm count
again and track its progress. You should be aware that you can no
longer call yourself incapable of delivering live sperm. You
sperm count and concentration is low, but nothing says you can’t
father a child with the correct fertile woman. Good Luck!” Nikko
said as he shook Joes hand.
“So I can tell my wife that the operation was as success?” Joe
asked, brightening.
“You can tell her it was a success, but it all depends on you and
your body now. Your sperm concentration may never go any higher
than it is right now, but I think it will.” He said very
non-committal.
“Uh, Doctor before you go what is my sperm count and what is
normal, at least normal for a man my age?” Joe asked catching the
fleeing Doctor one more time.
“The concentration today was 4 million per milliliter, normal
should be 20 million. That is not “count”, that is concentration
which is much more important. Another factor is motility, or the
sperms ability to swim. Motility should be around 50 or 60
percent with a good 20 million concentration to get a fertile
woman pregnant. Your motility was less than 20 percent, but you
shouldn’t be alarmed by that. Stay healthy, eat healthy, monitor
your prostrate now that you’ve turned 40, see a urologist
regularly. Mr. Johnson, you seem to be a healthy man, and you
have a young wife as I remember. Relax and enjoy your relations
with her and good things will happen if they are meant to be. You
made the commitment, I did my job, and now all we can do is let
nature take its course. If you’re not pregnant in a couple years
we’ll seek other solutions, but I don’t think we need to worry
about that, at least yet.” Dr. Nikko said shaking his hand again
and adding a hand to Joe’s elbow to show his sincerity.
Joe truly felt good as well as encouraged by his words and he was
glad he grilled him a little further before he finally left. Joe
picked up his walker and walked up the tile hallway to the
waiting room. Before stepping onto the carpet Joe unfolded the
walker and used it to get to the coat rack where Betty waited for
him.
“So, what did we find out?”
“You just sit back and watch what happens Grandma, you’ll find
out.” Joe said with a shit eating grin.
Betty hugged Joe tightly and sniffled back a tear or two.
“I would be a very proud grandmother if you were the father of my
grandchildren. He really thinks the surgery worked?”
“He hasn’t seen any reason to make him believe it didn’t. He’s
not too committal. He did say I was making swimmers.” Joe said
hugging her back glad he had someone to share his immediate joy
with.
Chapter 56
As the last months and weeks of Selena Hanson’s college education
wore down life’s horizons seemed to get brighter each day. Her
beloved Joseph was now a full functioning male who could father
the children they so much wanted, and his “bad” knee was now his
good knee and much of the aches and pains he felt in the past
were gone. He managed the pain in his left knee and back much
easier without the constant undercurrent of grinding pain in his
right. Dr. Payne’s procedure seemed to fix much of his old ache
and much of life came easier for him. Bill Payne had warned him
that it was only a matter of time before arthritis would flare in
the repaired knee, and he should try to enjoy his easy mobility
until it did. He could masterfully repair destroyed joints, but
he was no match for arthritis.
Selena had a tendency to baby Joe once the restrictions came off,
a situation Joe took great pain to put an end to. He hated being
fawned over and begged her to let him be his own keeper and
tender of his pains. It may have been his gymnastics in the
bedroom that finally proved to her that he was “back”. At the
Mall she could tell him to take the elevator, not the stairs, or
to use his handicap tag in a parking lot to park closer for less
walking, but as she was in the throes of orgasm and he was
twisting him or her into some position she was not about to be
THAT mothering. Making love and relieving the pressures of life
through sexual satisfaction was still very much on the front
burner of their lives. They had gone through long periods of not
being able to sexually satisfy themselves yet still their
relationship flourished. They were convinced that a life together
was destiny. Life was good and going by the plan they set for
each other.
They had enriched the lives of others too. Ceil Ridley and her
son Jacob were out of squalor and living in a fashionable
Lexington Avenue apartment on MaryMount Place near their school
and work. Jacob, who had been doing so well in school and his
internships in the first place, was flourishing without the
constant worry of taking care of his mother, looking after her
safety and keeping the bills paid. Lenox Hill Hospital had made
it very clear to Jacob that he was in their plans if he sought to
seek his practice at “home” in New York. The COO of Lenox Hill
was calling Joe and Selena every few weeks with updates on Jacob
and asking Joe to head a program in which they could seek out
other young men and women in the same situation. Joe was
reluctant to get involved at that level, even though he had vowed
to be involved at every other level if such a program were
started. He wasn’t interested in becoming the “hood ornament”, as
he called it, of anything like that. Getting involved was
important to him but he wanted to be sure no one ever accused him
of doing it for the pats on the back. He was modest that way and
would remain so.
Their friend and business confidant, Chielm Beupour ,
phonetically known as Slim Beepo, had moved back to the States
and had just finished settling his affairs with his former fiancé
in Boston and had been to WSGG for his final interviews to
“apprentice” there until the end of the year. At that time he
would either leave or become the 7th partner. Financially he was
in position to do that and it was his goal. However, since he
would not be officially a partner until the next January, as WSGG
was chartered for just one partner per year, he was always
keeping he eyes and ears open for opportunities. While working
the foreign exchanges he made his name and a good deal of money
by doing just that. Slim was always open for a new opportunity.
Joe and Selena had invited him to stay with them to get settled
back in the states until something happened with WSGG. He didn’t
expect to get the call from them until Selena was officially
seated as the 6th partner at mid-year.
He was going to stay with Joe for the last week or so of April
before he moved into a furnished student apartment near the
PolyTech campus. He had assumed a 2 month lease there that would
hold him until he moved to New York City. Joe, true to his word,
had arranged for Slim to meet Shelley at a weekend dinner thrown
by Joe and Selena at their house.
“Joe, I really appreciate your efforts trying to hook me up with
this woman but I don’t know if I’m ready for any kind of
relationship yet.” Slim told Joe over coffee on the day before
the planned Friday night dinner.
“Listen, when Selena finishes class today and comes home here for
the weekend you’ll see how happy I am and you’ll wish you knew
somebody around here to ask out. Who knows? Maybe you won’t even
get along with her, but I think you both have a lot in common and
you’re both smart. I think you’ll have a lot to talk about. This
isn’t a date and if you don’t ask for her number or set up
another get together there won’t be any hard feelings from either
side. She just got an official separation from her husband and
he’s all the way across the country. It sounds like you’re at
that “I don’t trust any woman stage”. ” Joe surmised.
“Well, not totally. It’s just that I’ve realized I won’t be
seeing any “fresh women” anymore. I mean that I won’t be their
first long term or serious boyfriend, unless I meet a Selena,
like you.” Slim mused.
“God Slim, even if she and I broke up and you ended up with her,
even she wouldn’t be “fresh” by your standard. Don’t be silly;
whatever happened before you meet any woman is inconsequential.
Suppose the female looks at your situation the same way. Take
things at face value. You know I turned Selena out because she
was too young and I basically ended up with a finger in my chest
telling me I had no right to deny fate and to give our
relationship a try. She didn’t want someone fresh, she wanted
someone right.” Joe insisted.
“OK, OK. I get your point. I guess I just WANT to feel sorry for
myself.” Slim realized.
“You know if this woman we want you to meet, Shelley, hadn’t done
the same thing, I’ll bet I would have married her a long time
ago.” Joe admitted. “But she let her emotions get the best of her
when crisis hit and she threw a pity party and ran away. I only
ran into her by chance in New York and we struck up a friendship
again.”
“I’ll try not to prejudge or anything, I’m just a bit wary or ALL
women right now.”
“……and rightfully so, Slim. But you and Shelley are two fragile
people wary of getting hurt, so keep that in mind. I can vouch
for her; she won’t play a mind game. You will know where you
stand. I expect you to treat her the way you would want to be
treated at such a fragile time.”
“Joe, your eyes and voice soften when you speak about Shelley.
You still love her don’t you?” Slim thought he realized.
“Yes, I do in many ways. But, not in the way Selena and I have. I
certainly would have married her if she hadn’t run from her
problems and fears. She was the kindest and most gentle person
while still maintaining strong sexuality behind closed doors
that’s different from the persona she offers to those who don’t
know her. She’s tough, yet timid, sexual and innocent all at the
same time. She knows her sexiness breaks down walls and she uses
that to open doors to people. Just wait until you meet her and
let things happen. If you don’t hit it off, no harm, no foul but
know this. You can trust her. You WILL know where you stand and
as long as you wear your heart on your sleeve as well, no one
gets hurt.”
When Selena did get home she was anxious to get dinner prep going
although Joe made a last minute effort to have dinner brought in.
Selena was sure she wanted to be domestic and show both Shelley
and Slim her cooking skills. Being in finer restaurants with Joe
had shown her ideas for being creative and she had tested many on
Joe and her parents. Tonight she would serve “Seashells, Prawns
and Sugar Peas”, a recipe she had tested once on Joe. Since the
weather had turned warm she wanted to serve a cold dinner that
would look and taste elegant. Shell pasta with large prawns and
sugar snap peas tossed with julienne strips multi-colored pepper,
jicama, scallions and shallots all tossed in a dressing homemade
in the food processor. She combined extra prawns, mayo, tomato
paste, hard cooked eggs, vermouth and spices to make a smooth
mild binder for all the delicate tastes.
As she prepared their feast they all sipped wine and talked
watching Selena work. She was determined to make light of Slims
situation hoping he would relax a bit and be comfortable with
Shelley.
“So let’s put your package together for Shelley, Slim. Uh, I have
no job, I have no place to live, and I haven’t gotten laid in 6
months so I’m quite a catch!” She teased with a mischievous
giggle.
“Well, Ummmm, that about sums me up, doesn’t it?” Slim said with
a self deprecating chuckle.
Selena stopped her prep in the middle of striping jicama strips
with black balsamic glaze to go over and give Slim a sympathy hug
and pat him on the back saying “poor baby”.
Slim smiled and took it all in good fun while beginning to hope
his meeting with Shelley would work out to some kind of
relationship, at least friendly, if not romantic. He finished his
wine and went to the cutting board where Selena was working to
pick up the vermouth bottle and pour a short splash in his glass.
“What on earth is that and what are you doing to it!” He
exclaimed, looking at the board.
“It’s jicama, kind of a cross between a potato and a melon, I’d
say. Here try it, it’s crispy. I’m putting stripes of balsamic
glaze on them for eye appeal. Don’t tell me you’re a fussy eater.
With your family roots, being brought up in the states and living
in Europe and Asia you should have developed tastes for
everything.” Selena said.
“No, I’m not fussy, but truly never heard of it and it is good.”
He said snapping off another piece.
Joe just shook his head as he watched Selena set Slim at total
ease after he had worried he might be a clumsy oaf in front of
Shelley.
The evening went as well, if not better than expected. The 90 or
so minutes Slim spent watching Selena, listening to Selena as she
prepared for dinner and guests eased Slim into a dome of
self-confidence. Joe chuckled to himself as he watched her work
her smooth delivery and self assuredness into a reflective light
that enriched Slim. He was no longer nervous about the “fix-up”
with Shelley, he looked forward to her arrival knowing nothing
could go wrong, except if their personalities didn’t click and no
one could fix that, but he didn’t fear that possibility.
A clash of ego’s or personalities was not something the new
“couple” had to worry about though. Even before dinner was served
they were cajoling and laughing together talking about anything
and everything as if brought up and schooled in the same
circumstance and environment.
By the time they sat in the living room for chat and aperitif Joe
saw the new friends mutually reach for each others hands in a
clasp that brought their eyes together with mutual smiles.
Knowing all was going well Joe and Selena suggested Shelley join
them the following day on a picnic at nearby Treachers Park and
then take in a local minor league baseball game. Only Shelley and
Selena knew that Selena had prepared Shelley for the suggestion
if things were going well. Shelley was more than happy to have
another day to spend getting to know Slim, especially if it
included baseball.
By one a.m. it was apparent that Shelley shouldn’t drive home and
Joe called a service for her.
“Please Joe a cab would be fine or I could sleep on the sofa.”
She pleaded at first but neither Joe nor Selena would hear of it.
Selena had the chance to take her aside to speak with her.
“You know you shouldn’t drive and the idea of staying here is
great except Slim is in the guest room and he would never let you
sleep on the sofa while he had the bed. It’s all just too
awkward. Joe can get the service to pick you up and bring you
home so none of us have to worry about a cab. Joe doesn’t trust
those all-night drivers. With the service he, that is WE, will
all feel better. We’ll pick you up around 11 tomorrow.”
“That’s all good, tomorrow sounds like fun.” Shelley said before
leaning in to Selena to speak privately. “Being with Slim made me
realize how much I miss being with a man. He’s hot and I couldn’t
last all night under the same roof with him. I hope I still feel
the same way tomorrow. I would hate to think the alcohol was the
aphrodisiac, not him.” She said with a sexy giggle.
Selena hugged her just as Joe came out of his office from calling
the service and Slim came out of the bathroom.
“The service will be here in a few minutes. They have a lot of
cars on the road tonight, its prom season so be ready.” Joe told
Shelley.
Shelley took her car keys off her ring and left them with Joe
before going up to Slim.
“It was such a pleasure meeting you and I look forward to
spending the day with you tomorrow. Would you walk me down to the
car?” She said as she put out her arm for him to take her.
“I would be happy to.” He said with a big smile.
They went out the front door and down the steps to the driveway
area where the car might pull up and stopped at the end of the
walk.
“Well, I guess we’re at that uncomfortable part of the night, you
know, awkward?” Slim said looking her in the eyes.
“I’ve looked forward to meeting you for a few months now, Joe and
Selena told me so much about you. I guess that made me feel more
at ease tonight.” Shelley told him never taking her eyes off
their lock to his.
“Yeah, I hate fix ups or blind dates, but we kind of hit it off,
I think. We should have fun tomorrow. I look forward to spending
the day with you, as well.” Slim said turning to her and taking
both of her hands in his.
“I’ve had this urge to kiss you for the last hour, would you
mind?” Slim asked, feeling stupid but determined.
“No please, it’s why I asked you to walk me down. I feel like I’m
in high school again. These innocent leaps towards the first
stages of “like” are still as exciting now as then.” Shelley
said as she moved her face to his.
Their lips met for a quick kiss and then another and another.
Slim stopped to look in her eyes and smiled.
“What?” She asked.
“The feeling is so great, with someone new, someone you want to
care about. All the wounds from before seem to heal over quickly.
I never thought a woman could ever excite me again, but you are
so personable, easy to get along with and . . . sexy if you don’t
mind me saying.” Slim said stumbling a bit over his words.
“No, it’s OK. I want to be sexy for you, to see how you react. A
woman wants to know she can excite a man, and be excited herself
after heartbreak. You DO excite me and the kisses made me feel
the same way. The past wounds are . . “ She started to explain
but Slims lips met hers again.
They kissed long and deep until they suddenly heard the wheels of
the car hit the pavement of the lower drive. The car Joe had sent
for was there.
Slim pulled back and looked in her eyes.
“It’s best. We wouldn’t want to get any more involved before we
know each other better, and I definitely do.” He said with regret
and excitement.
“Lets see what tomorrow brings. If anything tonight was fun and
I’ve made a new friend.” Shelley answered as Slim opened the door
of the black Lincoln.
As he watched the car turn around and zoom down the drive he
thought about the roller coaster ride his love fortunes had taken
in the past few months. Heartbreak and betrayal had worn him thin
on thoughts of ever finding another love. Suddenly he felt a
renewed spirit and a kindred soul in Shelley. Even if they ended
up not being together or right for each other, the moments of
intimacy at the top of Joe and Selena’s driveway showed him, as
well as Shelley, that those feelings were still there, still
active. To fall for each other almost seemed too convenient as
his mind threw up caution signs reading “Slow Down!”.
The same group of thoughts raced through Shelley’s mind as the
service car brought her out of the city limits toward her home.
She had been through a one night stand phase of her life where
guys with lots of money treated her like a queen and all she had
to do was open her mouth and legs for a half hour at the end of
the night. In the end she always felt trampy but then she met Joe
and he showed her what a real love, a real life loving felt like.
However the timing wasn’t right for that in her mind, although
she still regretted walking away. She had tried marrying to be
safe and comfortable, but her heart wasn’t in it and she felt
somewhat a combo of trampy and regretful. The few months she had
been alone and busy in her work she felt satisfied with her life,
but empty and alone at night. Her sexual wants and needs reared
their ugly head often, but toys and playful fingers left her
satisfied in her emptiness. Now all of a sudden she saw a future
with a man again. Not necessarily Slim, but wouldn’t that be
nice. She felt a safety and comfort knowing that a man cared
enough to walk her to the car and wanted to kiss her to show how
he felt, that he wanted to be near her. Shelley was full of the
hope she hadn’t felt since she was with Joe and had her sister to
talk with and care for.
That night alone in her home, safe in her bed she spoke aloud to
the spirit of her sister for the first time since she swore at
her in the casket, mad that she had left her alone. Shelley told
her about the man she had met who had truly made her spirit soar
since she had left Joe. She almost wanted to think of Slim in a
sexual way to satisfy the warmth between her legs but she fell
asleep trying to picture how he might look or act alone with her.
She had married a man whom she only felt comfortable and safe
with. Through all of their sexual situations she had never felt
excited like she did with Joe or like she did now.
“Well, what did you think of Shelley?” Joe asked candidly when
Slim came back up the steps from seeing her off.
“Very nice. Ummmm…………..something about her really intrigues me.”
“Yeah, I bet it has something to do with her sweater and how she
filled it.” Selena said as she walked into the conversation.
“Oh God, she’s gorgeous and real sexy, but there is one thing
that is unmistakable that I, for one, have never experienced and
I hate to say for what you might think.” Slim said wanting to
choose his words carefully, especially with Selena in the
conversation now.
Joe and Selena looked at each other and then back at Slim
inquisitively.
“You’ll think I’m shallow, but GOD DAMN . . . She’s smart as
hell! I was always the ONE in a relationship, but she’s just, . .
. FUCK, please Selena don’t get mad at me for saying this. She’s
just like one of the guys I know from the floor. Thinking on her
feet, two steps ahead of the conversation and already outlining
the next train of thought. She didn’t mention make-up or hair
color, shopping or clothes or any of that syrupy crap.” Slim said
as if he had a revelation.
“Do you mean you’re surprised you found a woman that you think is
your equal, you chauvinist?” Selena snapped at him.
“No, no that at all! Come on Selena you know that I respect you
to the utmost and don’t even pretend to think I’m as talented or
smart as you or lots of other women. It’s just I never seem to be
attracted to any of them because I’m looking for the wrong
things.” He defended himself.
“Like?” Selena said defiantly, although Joe knew she was like a
cat playing with a captured mouse at this point.
“I want a woman who can be the mother of my kids, our kids.
Strong smart women never appeared to be that way and I guess I
shied from them, but just a few weeks around you and I see
someone who is not only smart and strong, but also full of the
tender love that could easily make a Mommy. You’re not Leona
Helmsley.”
Selena laughed out loud at Slims admission.
“Slim, you don’t have to be young and dumb and full of cum to be
a bride and a mother. Plus don’t think that MOST women aren’t
smart either. In this world you have to be a self starter if you
want to make it as a woman. Women who hire lawyers to get ahead
by shouting discrimination are installing their own glass
ceiling. Getting tough and pushing your way to the top is the way
to do it and get respect. But ,YES, I can be a mother and nurture
our baby when the time comes. If I had to, I could work at the
same time as well and make it all work out. Unfortunately there
are too many women who want to play the “poor me” act and resign
themselves to being a housewife for the wrong reasons. Being a
housewife and mother is as noble as any job you can take, but
it’s not the only path for a woman if she wants to get ahead.”
“Selena I understand that now, after just a few hours with
Shelley reinforced what I saw in you. When she first walked in
the room I said to myself, “Holy crap look at the sex bomb they
fixed me up with”, and right away I wanted to bed her down to see
if she could be the right one. But after an hour or so of
conversation, she could look like Olive Oyl and I would have been
as interested. I’ve been on bimbo watch all these years. Whether
things work out with Shelley or not, I know what I want now. I
feel so stupid now thinking so many women were unattainable
almost like they weren’t stupid enough for me.” Slim said, hardly
believing the words were coming out of his own mouth.
“Slim, don’t beat yourself up. It wasn’t until I met Shelley that
I saw beauty and brains work together. She was just tending bar
then too, because she had to work nights. That’s a long story you
may hear someday, but suffice it to say if I hadn’t met Shelley,
I may never have been interested in Selena. I was never one to
get interested in dim women, but she was the first to use her
smarts to get ahead, world be damned.” Joe told Slim as he pulled
Selena tight to his side.
“Slim, once you realize that you don’t need to rescue needy women
and see that we’re all needy, men and women, you’ll see that’s
what a strong relationship fixes. Do you get what I mean?” Selena
added.
“That crossed my mind earlier, I’m glad you reinforced it.” Slim
said before he yawned.
Joe turned and started turning off lights.
“I think we’re all tired and “needy” for some sleep. It’s almost
two so if we knock off 7 hours of sleep that will give us a
couple hours to have breakfast, take showers, pack the picnic and
head out to Shelley’s to get her.” Joe said as he set the
security system and took Selena’s hand to walk to the bedroom.
Slim went to his room and closed the door. He smiled to himself
about the fact that tonight he could go to sleep without tossing
and turning over being cheated and dumped on by his
ex-girlfriend. The thought of Shelley excited him plus just
knowing that there were likely many fish in the sea like her. His
love life was not over as he had convinced himself.
As he washed up and brushed his teeth his mind wandered from
Shelley’s intellectual appeal to the generous tanned body she
amply displayed. The deep tanned cleavage and belly her top
revealed combined with the round ass above her perfectly shaped
and tanned legs made his thoughts turn to sex as his loins
stirred for the first time in many weeks.
While Shelley fell asleep with her hand between her legs before
she could finish her carnal thoughts about Slim, he wouldn’t have
the same luck. He had to stroke his cock to relieve the sexual
tension she had created in order to get to sleep. As he shot his
load into his hand towel Shelley was dreaming about him. Before
she got up from her bed in the morning she would relieve that
same tension herself, crying out her passions to the empty walls
of her little home.
Chapter 57
Selena woke up in almost the same position she had fallen asleep,
turned slightly toward Joe, her head nuzzled in the crook of his
arm pit. Most nights when she fell asleep nuzzled up to him she
was rolled back away by morning. Snoring or just body heat made
the position unmanageable. This morning was different though. She
glanced up at the clock radio and saw 8:57 while hearing the low
sound of music coming from it. At 9:00 the volume would creep up
to normal listening levels and by 9:05, if not personally tended
to, would squawk an alarm sure to finally get you out of bed.
She inhaled deeply in her contentment and ran a hand over Joe’s
hairy chest. One deep clearing breath that was supposed to fill
her lungs with precious oxygen had a different effect. As the
breath passed her sensory receptors the musk of Joe’s maleness
shook her sexual fiber. She ran a hand over his chest and belly
and brought him out of his sleep as he opened his eyes to her
stroking his chest and belly.
For a moment she thought of reaching below the sheets and inside
his shorts to hold and fondle his penis and maybe even dip her
head down to give him a “special” wake-up call, but that would
take too much time from a busy morning they had planned.
“Good morning sweetcakes, whatcha doing?”
“Thinking about what a good day this would be to have a sex
morning, a naughty passionate sex morning.” She said tipping a
grin to his eyes.
“Yes me lovely, t’would be a special day fer it.” He said in a
phony brogue as she fell back to the pillow beside him looking
contemplative.
“What? You want to say something, but you’re wary of what I might
think?” He asked.
“Jeez Joey, you read me like a book. Did Shelley ever tell you
about her husband?”
“No, not really and I never pursued it. He was insecure and
didn’t trust her, but she simply said he was always good to her.
That’s all I really know, why?”
“Well, I’m really not supposed to go into details with you but he
was about 10 years younger than her and he lived with his mother.
They met at a San Diego Padres game where they had season tickets
near each other. They really clicked as friends and took it to
the next level. His mother didn’t approve and encouraged him to
ask her to marry him, thinking it would scare her off. He was
basically living with her and his mother didn’t want them “living
in sin”. They met in April a couple years after her sister died
and they got married in September. But, shortly after the World
Series the magic was gone. It wasn’t until the next spring they
began to get along again. Without the baseball they had nothing
in common. She stuck it out for 5 years hoping something would
happen. She said the last year they were just roommates with his
mother constantly sticking her nose in trying to brow beat them
into giving her grandchildren. She finally had enough and ended
up here in New York.”
“Why doesn’t she want me to know that?”
“Because you always told her how smart she was and she made all
these moves knowing she was not doing the right thing, but did
them anyway. She wanted to feel secure and loved; to feel what
she threw away with you. The one smart thing she did was protect
her trust fund.”
“Good Lord, she must know we’ve all done stupid things for love,
or at least what we thought was love; but, if she doesn’t want me
to know the details, fine. I’ll let her tell me someday if she
wants to. It’s not like it will change my opinion of her.” Joe
said, basically thinking out loud.
“Well, I bring this up because she iced the cake this week.”
Selena said rather sheepishly.
“I give up, what do you mean?”
“Joe she told me this never wanting you to know, but I just have
to tell you.”
“She didn’t have my baby, did she?” Joe said in a panic.
“NO, NO NOTHING LIKE THAT! She paid him, and I guess his mother,
AND the Diocese of San Diego almost 50 thousand dollars to get an
annulment. She has it all in documented that the marriage never
happened.” Selena told him.
“Holy Fuck was she nuts? That’s extortion!”
“There, she knew you would see the financial side of it and flip
out, but I think we have to think of the emotional side of it for
her. She got rid of her husband, the meddling mother in law and 5
sad years of her life to restart here with a clear conscience. As
much money as it is, she can afford it to get her life back, and
plus get that ugly incident off the slate. Right now she’s so
happy with herself and feels so good about it, but she knows you
would react this way. I think it closes a door for her and maybe
even you too. She’s back to the square where you two parted and
you’re both happy and friends.” Selena said taking Joe’s hand in
hers and looking into his eyes.
Joe exhaled deeply and looked back to her with the kind of
understanding she hoped for.
“You’re right, and I guess it’s really not mine or our business
anyway, but I am happy to know she’s got that whole thing off her
back.” Joe said pulling her close. “Did I ever tell you what a
smart lady you are too?”
Selena fell into him and kissed him hard and full in the lips but
quickly rolled back and bounced up from the bed and grabbed her
robe.
“I’m smart enough to know where that was leading and as much as I
would like to get sexed up, WE have to get going. I’ll get the
coffee going and make sure Slim is up. You get in the shower, but
give me enough time to run the water for coffee and water to get
macaroni started. Then I’ll start the dressing for the salads.”
She said with a determined, but regretful tone.
Regretfully Joe went to the bathroom and began his shave, brush,
floss ritual before getting into the shower. As Selena ran water
into a large boil pot for her macaroni she buzzed the guest room
to awaken. Slim.
“Good morning Darlin’, I’m putting coffee on now and we’ll share
the hot water tank three ways. It’s time to get up!” She blared
over the speaker in the phone beside Slims bed.
“I’m awake and I’ll be out in a few minutes.” He lazily answered
back.
Slim had been awake and had already called Shelley. He woke up an
hour before and couldn’t get her off his mind, so he called her.
She was already awake as well and admitted to have been thinking
about him. They both acknowledged that they saw a fast moving
relationship starting and promised each other not to let it get
out of hand too quickly.
“To say I haven’t thought about you making love to me would be a
lie, but I can’t let my eagerness for those pleasures ruin the
start of our relationship. Please let’s get to know each other
better before we make that step, if we make that step.” Shelley
said, speaking frankly.
“If I thought this relationship wouldn’t go anywhere I would have
made overtures already, but I do think you’re special.” Slim said
in an Indian-English accent that came quite natural if he didn’t
think about it.
Slim tried to avoid using any accent to give his upbringing away
and took diction lessons to speak in a straight up American
tongue that made his job go that much smoother. He wasn’t
thinking about accents or dialects while he talked to Shelley
this morning. He used the sound of her voice and the memory of
her sexy body to grow another erection that he rubbed and stroked
while speaking with her. He may or may not have known that she
had her hand in her panties as well as they spoke. Before her
shower that morning she would shave herself smooth, once again,
in that area really thinking about the prospect of sex with the
new man she had met.
They were both aware of the bells and whistles that their meeting
had caused. They had each already made promises to themselves not
to let a relationship develop based on sex, and they both already
knew it would be very hard to avoid. As they spoke that morning
Slim made a statement that he wished he could have taken back
through the wire as soon as it leaked from his mouth.
“You had me pretty excited last night both mentally and
physically.”
“Physically?” She questioned, already knowing full well what he
meant.
“Ummm. . . . you know - boy meets girl stuff.” He responded
hoping the subject would go away.
“Do you mean boy who hasn’t been with a woman in months meets
girl stuff?”
“No Shelley, you would have excited me the same way by meeting
you under any condition, really.” He said back-pedaling, even
though it was a truth.
“Don’t you want to get to know me first?” She said half teasing,
half fishing.
“Shelley, we’re both grown-ups here and you do nothing to hide
your sexuality with your provocative dress and . . .” Slim
started in his defense.
“Slim, Calm down, I was teasing you. We’re both in the same boat.
We just have to take it slow in that way until we get to know
each other. As frustrating as that might be, it’s the best way.
Uh . . .uh . . . just so you aren’t the only one to admit being
excited, if I wasn’t attracted to you in other ways, I would have
stayed with you last night. We should give this the right chance.
. . . . . . . I thought about you too.” She admitted as they both
giggled.
“God, it’s so good to feel alive again!” Slim blurted out.
“We’ll have fun today, I’m sure. We can spend time getting to
know each other and see what comes of it. It’s great to feel like
a kid again. I have to start getting ready, I promised to make
something to bring along. I look to forward to seeing you Slim.”
“Same here, see you later.”
Slim got up from the bed and threw on a robe to go out and greet
Selena and pour coffee. He walked slowly into the kitchen and
pulled out a chair to sit.
“Good morning Slim! My, don’t you look ready to go back to bed
already.” Selena said sarcastically.
“Up too late and awake too early, lots on my mind.” He said
looking wistfully at the coffee brewing.
“Anything you want to talk about?”
“Mmmmm, just don’t say anything to Joe. You know . . . the guy
thing with male ego and stuff.”
“I understand. Go ahead.” She told him as she sat waiting for the
coffee to brew.
“Shelley through me for a loop. I called her this morning, having
to hear her voice and tell her what she was doing to me.
Thankfully she felt the same way.” Slim admitted.
“All those feelings in just a few hours? I hope you aren’t making
rash decisions already.” Selena warned.
“No, no, no, we’re both well aware that our physical needs can
drive the bus into the river. We’re just anxious to get to know
each other and be sure of a few things before we . . . “ Slim
said leaving out the obvious.
“It was pretty obvious that the attraction was more than
physical. She’s a special person, real astute on money matters
and a remarkable study with the market. With the right breaks 15
years ago, she could be me right now. The two of you are a
natural to get along, but that doesn’t mean a “feelings”
relationship will work. Just promise me that you’ll think
everything through before you make commitments to her feelings,
or yours. You already know what heartbreak is, and so does she. I
love both of you and so does Joe. We wouldn’t have let this
happen unless we thought you could handle it, just don’t think
with the little head, and use the big one.”
“Huh? Oh . . . yeah I know.” Slim said somewhat wistfully as his
mind raced around.
Selena stood and went to Slims side wanting to make sure she got
through to him.
“Slim. Don’t get yourself hurt again. A month of jerking off in
the shower is worth a relationship built on a solid foundation,
isn’t it? I’m not one to talk after how Joe and I began, but
you’re going to be working 160 miles away from her in a few
weeks. You’ve been burnt in one long distance relationship and
trust will be a big factor with this one if it works out. Be
smart!” She told him straight on.
Slim was a little taken aback by her bluntness, but it hit him
hard in the face and made him think. He knew she was right no
matter how much the urge to go to Shelley’s house right then and
throw her onto the bed and fuck the daylights out of her was
eating at him.
“I promise I’ll be smart. I’ve seen how much my last debacle
affected my friends as well as myself. Thanks Selena, you’re a
great friend . . .you both are.” He said with a thankful smile.
Selena bent and kissed his cheek.
“OK! I’ve got to go get in the shower. You’ll be three on the
shower list when I get done. Give me 10 or 15 minutes.” She said
as she hurried into the bedroom.
The day ended up as one they would all long remember. With 4 of
them in Selena’s Mustang, along with a trunk packed with coolers
and swim gear, they were off to Treachers Park for a day of
picnicking, hiking and a quick dip to refresh themselves before
going to the ballgame.
Shelley and Slim wanted to go down the paths along the rocky edge
of park, but Joe had to pass because of his knees. Alone, holding
hands and talking, Slim and Shelley began to forge a relationship
as they made their way down the sides of the rocky walls around
the park. Staying on the path they came to an apron that jutted
out with a railing. It was called The Aerie, where many stopped
and watch the eagles, hawks and other birds of prey. As they
stopped to rest Slim pointed up to the eagles flying and swooping
for prey above them.
“This is obviously a good place to stop and observe. It’s so
beautiful here.” He said averting his eyes to her.
“I only need to look at you Slim. I’m enjoying your company so
much. You’re handsome and vibrant. I’m so often drawn to men who
are weak and needy. It’s like I have a sign over my head “will
mother you”.” She said with a self deprecating laugh.
Slim flushed in embarrassment.
“Shelley, I’m so vulnerable right now and you make me think I’ve
known you forever, and I wish I had. That fills me with
confidence because I know where I want this to go. You stole my
line about only needing to look at you. You are so beautiful.”
Slim said choking back emotion.
It was Shelley’s turn to flush, but she took it in stride as she
stepped into Slim and put her arms around him.
They hugged each other tightly knowing just how much they needed
each other and how great it would be if this all worked out for
them.
While Shelley and Slim cooed and necked with each other Joe and
Selena were making their way back to their picnic site having
decided not to trek down the hiking paths. For a Saturday the
park was a little dead, although Sunday was the big family picnic
day, they expected to encounter more people.
“What’s that up beyond the parking lots?” Selena asked pointing
to a rustic roofed area just off the apron of the lot.
“It’s a photographers perch and an overlook. You can see down the
rock wall and watch the eagles swoop.”
“Can we go up there?” She asked.
“Sure, there’s log steps built into the incline, I’ll risk
those.”
They kept their slow pace and finally got to the incline and went
up the steps and looked out over the side. Netting, fences and
warning signs spoiled the first few feet of the view out, but the
view was still stunning. They hugged tightly as the beauty and
splendor of the visual feast before them took hold of their
senses.
Selena turned her face up to Joe and he kissed her deeply as
their hug tightened.
“Joe, make love to me right here. No ones around and we can see
anyone coming.” She said as she reached down and cupped Joe’s
package.
“I don’t know, I . . . “ were the only words Joe could get out
before she slid down from his hug and squat before him to pull
down his zipper. She fished out his cock and had her mouth over
it before he could protest, even if he wanted to.
“Oh God, Selena what if . . . . ohhhhhh” He managed to mumble as
her mouth took hold of any reservations he may have had.
His eyes scanned the area as she quickly stood having
accomplished her task. She undid her jean shorts and let them
drop, stepping out of one leg as she turned away from Joe and
leaned onto the corral type fence under the roof. Joe needed no
urging at this point with his cock jutting from his zipper and
her gorgeous ass before him and her thong pulled aside.
Selena let out a long “ahhhh” of satisfaction as Joe sunk into
her.
“Jeees – US baby, I can’t believe how wet you are!”
“I’ve wanted you all morning, ever since we got up. GIVE it to
me!” She wailed in a loud whisper as Joe went to work.
The sound of a car going by back on the road didn’t disturb them
as Joe held her ass and stroked in and out of her knowing they
could see anyone approach from their vantage point.
A low squeal began to build in Selena’s throat as her first
orgasm began to grip her. She came hard holding her usual vocal
emanations inside as she dropped her head and Joe saw the bright
red hue of the back of her neck. He knew her whole face was red
as a beet, her eyes were bulging and mouth was agape as she held
the grip of her orgasm to sap every pleasure from it.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhgggg OOOOOOOOOOoooo JOEY!!” She grunted and blew
out in a breathy whisper as she let go and air filled her lungs
again.
She had gotten the relief she needed and almost felt light
headed, bent forward to take his cock, her body trembling and
quaking from the pleasure grip it had experienced.
Her pussy had been wet already but now Joe felt even more wetness
and sensed it was dripping to the ground. Before he could say
anything she slipped off his cock and spun around to take his
cock in her mouth. Joe hardly missed a stroke as slid over her
tongue and felt his own pleasure surge close in.
She had wanted a quickie and she was getting it, with less that 5
minutes having passed since she pulled him out of his pants, and
now HE was going to cum.
One of her hands went under his balls and “weighed” the sack and
it was the impetus from pushing him over.
A gravelly grunt came from his throat as he emptied his load into
her hungry mouth as she swallowed to keep up with the flow. His
hands went to his ass as he pushed out his torso and she finished
her ministrations with her mouth bathing and licking him clean.
“God Selena, you have to STOP before the top of my head blows
off.” He said with a short chuckle as she stood and let his cock
go with a pop.
She made sure his wet and leaky cock rested on a bare part of her
skin as she hugged him and gave him a sperm flavored kiss.
“I love you and love the way you love me.” She said with a grin
as she backed from him and slipped her free leg through the open
leg of her little shorts and pulled them up, adjusting her little
panty before snapping the waist closed.
“My undies were wet before, now they’ll be downright soaked.” She
said as she ran her hand through her crotch and pushed the denim
fabric into her mound and rubbed slightly.
“I’ll smell like wet pussy every time I open my legs.” She
complained.
“Ah, an aroma from the Gods.” Joe said wondering what was wrong
with that.
Selena playfully pushed him away in mock disgust and
embarrassment as they began walking down the log steps that led
up to the overlook. Selena took Joes hand and walked a step
behind him down the narrow walkway. She pulled at his hand and he
stopped turning to look at her. Being one step higher they were
eye to eye and Selena kissed him hard.
“Oooo, thanks for that just fucked feeling and the reminder in my
mouth and tummy. Could we HAVE any more fun?” She whispered
between kisses.
“Nothing is possible without you baby. You make us and I couldn’t
do a thing without you. There are no words to describe how much I
love you. That’s why we need that baby one day. We won’t need to
search for words, it will be our love.” Joe whispered back.
Selena hugged him even tighter around the neck and lifted her
legs to wrap around his waist as his hands went to the balls of
her ass to support her. She was crying in his ear.
“I won’t argue to insist it’s you that makes us, but it is. Your
baby would make me the happiest woman ever.” She said between
tears.
Suddenly a loud voice from across the parking lot cut into their
love fest.
“HEY, YOU TWO, GET A ROOM!”
Joe let Selena down and they both turned to the voice and were
surprised to see Slim and Shelley coming back already.
“I thought you two were going to try to hike the low trail back
to the picnic area.”
“We stopped at The Aerie but after we started down we decided it
was too steep in some spots for shorts and low cut tennys.” Slim
said as Shelley gave him an odd look.
“Sneakers, tennys, what ever. Sorry if my schooling was British.”
He said in response to her look.
“Don’t apologize, I think it’s cute” She said with a squeeze of
the hands they held.
Slim knew he was relaxed around Shelley already when the UK slang
crept into his speaking. He was well trained to be “on”,
mastering control his life-long accent and use of the common
street words he grew up with. Twenty four hours before he was
trying to sound as refined as his business acumen had dictated.
Now, it didn’t seem to matter. The comfort of friends and this
new woman in his life was letting him be himself for the first
time in months.
Chapter 58
For Manhattan, it was a typical last week in August that bled
into September. The hot, humid dog days were hanging on for a
last celebration of summer. They were the kind of days you saw in
the old newsreels where they opened the hydrants for the kids to
cool off. They didn’t do that anymore, too many people had air
conditioning. Water, although not scarce, was somewhat a premium
as the purification cost too much for municipalities to let it
run freely back into the sewers. However, it was this exact kind
of weather that prompted the public openings.
Although the air inside Wall Street Global Group was a cool 72
degrees, there were a lot of things heating up. Financial,
futures and commodities markets across the world were becoming
more and more a weaving web of action-reaction, force-fulcrum,
and chain reaction type of dominoed responses to each other. Each
of The Six were finding their days becoming more and more
involved in the politics of the world making their jobs as
financial seers and keepers of the financial common sense that
much more difficult. It was becoming more and more obvious that
adding a seventh partner was going to be more than necessary.
Deteriorating health and age could easily add an attrition factor
to the make-up of the group.
By late July and August Slim had moved into an office for his
“training” to be the “seventh”. He was much more in a position to
“walk on” than Selena was at the same point and was beginning to
function independently already. It was the position in life he
had been meant for. He was prepared to buy in as a partner as
soon as it could happen. Although not as financially independent
as the other partners, or even as Selena, he could well afford
the buy-in with sale of some of his holdings.
Slim and Shelley were in a self imposed cooling off period to let
them both evaluate the relationship that had sky-rocketed over
the early weeks of the summer. They both feared going too fast
and making a mistake, but both knew that a lifetime bond was
possible, if not inevitable. Consummating the relationship was
the only step they hadn’t made, but they certainly had made deep
inroads to that end. Their one month hiatus from each other was
supposed to end with a steamy weekend in New York City in
mid-August if they felt the boiling point of their relationship
was still maintained. The paranoia of a broken heart had kept the
final step of consummation at bay, but they were both ripe for
getting randy at the drop of a hat.
Slim was living in a small loft not far from the office where he
worked. It belonged to a young model that was to be out of the
country until Christmas. There were few furnishings, just a
waterbed, small sofa and an elegant table for two with 2 chairs.
Once she returned he planned to live in a hotel or with Joe and
Selena until the first of the year when he would, presumably be
offered his partnership and buy-in.
After his first few weeks at WSGG Deneigh began walking home to
her apartment with Slim. She hated the long lonely walk, but once
she could walk almost all the way with someone she began to shun
the subway or cab ride. Although she was still engaged to Robben,
their relationship had cooled a bit with he being out of town
more and more with his job. He had asked her to move to England
for an opportunity he had with Barrons as Bureau chief in London,
the position he was filling in at now. Deneigh balked for 3
reasons. She didn’t want to leave WSGG, she didn’t want to leave
New York City, and she didn’t want to leave the country. Yes, she
was in love, but she also loved her job and the city. Robben, or
Ben as his friends called him, would tell her that love is most
important and she should go with him if he accepted the
opportunity. She turned the coin to show him that love was most
important and he should pass on that job and remain in The City
to be with his contented love.
A hot Friday night walking back towards her apartment with Slim
meant another weekend of phone sex with Ben and trying to find
one of her single friends who wasn’t busy to go to a movie or out
to a club.
“Slim, what have you got planned for the weekend?” She asked in
idle conversation as they walked.
“Well, it’s not too exciting. Tomorrow I’m meeting Mr. Curran at
the office to research the stacks. He wants to show me the layout
and I’ve got to spend a week in them anyway. He’s writing a
financial book and needs reference and copyright credit
information.”
“Ahhh, research accreditation. It’s not too bad, just boring,
although finding stuff for a book might be a little more exciting
than the usual litigant request and CYA things for the press.
It’s all organized well and pretty soon it’ll be stored in a
computer file, I think at the first of the year. Ross and John
have been hard to convince that hard copy storage is 19th
century. They’ll have a team come in with OCR readers to notate
and file electronically. With outsiders in the building the Five
will be like old ladies having their underwear drawer searched.”
Deneigh said with a chuckle.
Slim laughed so hard at her comment he had to stop walking.
“My God Slim, it wasn’t THAT funny.” She insisted.
“Oh God, hahahahaha it’s just that we’re all such a stiff bunch,
so proper and all, then to hear you refer to them that way,
hahahaha. Do you suppose when Selena and I become the top 2 the
others will look at US that way?” Slim said trying to compose
himself.
“I hope by then that I’m one of the partners. It’s where I want
to go. I think I’m smart enough and I’m saving my nest egg for a
buy-in. I’m starting school nights next semester. It’s a lofty
goal, but Selena has me convinced I can do it. But, you know
Selena is only here for 5 years. She and Joe are retiring for
good once her commitment is done. I don’t wish anything bad to
the older fellows, but I bet she’s number one when she does
retire. The Five brought in the first new partner way too late.”
Deneigh said as she stopped in front of Slims building.
“Wow, that’s all so interesting we’ll have to get together and
talk more sometime.” Slim said as he extended his hand to her.
“There’s a little lounge, a hang-out for financial eggheads up
the street, The Bull Market”. I was going to stop for a cold
drink to take the edge off the week. Want to join me, we can talk
more.” Deneigh asked.
Slim hesitated for a minute knowing he had laundry to send out
and personal paperwork to catch up on.
“Mmmm, I don’t know I . . . “ He started.
“They serve a double Champagne Cocktail in a frozen glass; it’s
the drink of the house!” She proclaimed.
“Oh what the hell?” Slim said putting his key back in his pocket.
The Bull Market was a long narrow bar done in dark mahogany and
maroon faux leather with little lighting. Cliques of men and
women were involved in their own conversations over drinks and
barely noticed Slim and Deneigh come in.
They each got the house special and sipped while Deneigh
continued with her views of the WSGG firm and her plans for the
future. What Slim didn’t know was one dirty little secret about
Deneigh. She had, before in her adult life, went out to get
blazing drunk and have one night flings with accessible
acquaintances. Alcohol, or pot for that matter, made her a bit
wanton. If she was alone and the prospect of a quick affair was
to come about, with no repercussive consequences, she would take
the jump. Her previous “oral rape” had been just one of these
times and she wanted to abort it after the come on.
One cocktail turned into two and the third had Deneigh slurring
her words and talking more about her personal life, sharing with
Slim her inner controversy concerning Ben and moving, telling him
that a long distance romance wasn’t what she had in mind.
“Long distance romances don’t work and I dumped the cheating
pregnant bitch that broke my heart to prove it.” Slim volunteered
as he began to tell Deneigh his love life story.
As Slim told her the story of his cheating fiancé her own mind
wandered back to the time she cheated, even though she had now
convinced herself it was still rape. She remembered the taste of
another mans cock and although she was being coerced to perform
on this man, she did enjoy the feeling, the dirtiness of the
drunken act that had happened a few times before. Well aware that
the combination of too much alcohol and the availability of a man
sprouted her horns right out, she thought about leaving The Bull
Market, but with Robben overseas, it was going to be a long night
and a few more drinks with the available and older Slim seemed to
fit the situation well. She seemed to welcome tempting
temptation.
Slim had never looked at Deneigh in any way but a business
acquaintance, even though her pretty face and more than ample
body were obvious. She always dressed professionally and made no
attempt to titillate anyone with her looks, but Slim wasn’t blind
either. As she listened to his story of lost love, she peeked
from behind her glass and licked her lips with a sexiness he
hadn’t missed. He and Shelley hadn’t done the big deed yet, but
had been orally and digitally intimate. Shelley had wanted to “be
sure” before she went all the way with possible commitment. Slim
felt his commitment to her was certainly implied, but during this
separation they had agreed they could see others, but neither
really thought the other would. His moral position on the
situation was settled, but the alcohol was swaying his outlook.
At the same moment each of them hated themselves for even
considering the compromise of morals that ran through their
heads, neither of them was rushing out the door. A certain sexual
excitement lured them to stay and fuel more alcohol into their
sexual tanks.
“I feel bad for the heartbreak you had to endure, but that
deceitful side of her was something you really HAD to find out
about. I sort of cheated on my boyfriend and almost lost him but,
it was really more of a rape than anything. I was a little drunk
and let myself be compromised. Ah . . . . . ummmm . . when I get
a little more ossified than I am now I can get really naughty,
you know . . ummm . . sexy . . . . and not have any regrets.”
Deneigh said with a little giggle before she took another sip
from her new rum concoction and waved a circle into the air
toward the bartender. She hoped Slim had picked up her drift of
possibilities for the evening.
Slim acted as if he hadn’t heard her line about being naughty and
not having morning regrets, but in truth it was as if she had
squeezed his cock through his pants. He was teetering on the
brink of breaking all of this up and that one sentence from her
lips made his decision for him. It wasn’t machismo that kept him
in the bar, and it wasn’t a sense of “getting even” for the wrong
his fiancé had dealt him. It was the rare pure sexual excitement
of right time-right place human vibe. He knew it and she knew it.
When the new drinks arrived in front of them he looked to her and
winked, almost instinctively. The second he did it he was sorry
he did it and hoped she hadn’t noticed, but Deneigh winked back
and smiled as she pushed her old drink away and picked up the new
one. That was the second grab at his cock. Now, he was in for as
much as she wanted to get in for.
Slims mind raced back to his freshman year in college when his
sexual naivete was at its peak. The older sister of a frat
brother had come onto him and amid a shower of sweat and nervous
embarrassment he asked her on a date. They went to a movie,
followed by a concert for a second date with him still not
believing such a great looking girl would go for him. Their third
date was a college mixer where their tongues loosened and they
began to get to really know each other. As he brought her a third
drink she leaned up and whispered in his ear. “Don’t get too
drunk because I plan on fucking and sucking you for the rest of
the weekend.”
That raw sexual charge that went through him when he was such an
innocent was being repeated right now some 20 plus years later
and the feeling of raw lust and passion felt just as good. Giving
in to raw sexual urges would feel as good now as it did at 16, 18
or 25.
Deneigh knew she was going to be a whore for Slim. Once she tuned
in with the alcohol, the sexual high was what she craved. She
loved being a slut for Robben when they would get home from
drinking or partying, but she always knew that the partner wasn’t
the attraction, it was the sex. She wasn’t so drunk that she was
already planning how far she might have to go to get off. She
convinced herself that if she gave him a hand job and he did the
same for her it would be satisfying and they could easily face
each other Monday morning. Her heart of hearts, as well as her
conscience, both knew it would go much further than that, but
making that the intention left anything else the fault of the
alcohol. As with her oral “rape”, she wanted to be faultless.
Slim took one sip from his new drink and stood to excuse himself
firmly resting a hand on her thigh as he stood up.
“I’ve got to make a visit, I’ll be right back.” He said as he
brushed around her stool. As she looked down to be sure her knees
were out of his way the tent in his pants was obvious as it
bumped her knee as he headed toward the men’s room.
Although neither of them had firmly propositioned the other they
both knew they were headed for a passionate liaison. As Slim took
his leak he already knew he wanted her for his horny release. He
wasn’t worried about any romantic attachment as she was 15 years
his junior and had already hinted that the morning after would
hold no expectations or regrets. Shelley was the furthest thing
from his mind.
As Deneigh waited she began to get excited at the prospect of
possibly being with another man. She had drunk enough that her
needs outweighed any bond she felt for Robben. He was thinking of
moving away from her anyway as well as postponing the wedding
until his job settled, so why not test the waters with this
experienced man. She was sure that he would never go any further
than she might want it too, but she tingled from head to toe in
anticipation. She had been in this situation twice before, having
a drunken sex fling in the middle of a relationship and neither
time had she felt any remorse or need to reconnect with her stud.
It was “just sex” and she always blamed the liquor. Even the time
she was “raped” she had to admit she enjoyed the act itself. Her
sexual experience may have been deep, but she had still only been
with a few men.
Slim got back out to the bar and slid past Deneigh and on to his
stool. He turned toward her to talk placing a hand on her thigh
as he leaned in to speak to her. He was just making small talk
about people around them in the bar when she interrupted him and
placed her hand over his.
“We’ve both had too much to drink, why don’t you bring me home
and I’ll make coffee for us.” She said wavering on the stool a
bit.
Slim smiled back and nodded.
“I live in the building next door, it’s a lot closer.”
“No”, she said firmly, “I live 4 more blocks from here and would
feel safe being there without having to worry about getting home.
Slim stood and immediately felt the effects of the alcohol as he
bent towards her ear with his first attempt at a proposition.
“Will you make coffee the way I like it?”
“No, I think I’ll make it how I like it, will that be OK?” She
said making sure he got her drift.
“Understood. Let’s go get a cab.” Slim said as he pushed his
bills and change on the bar into the bar gutter for the
bartender.
Deneigh took his arm and squeezed through the patrons onto the
street. The building across the street flashed the time and
temperature.
“Holy crap it’s almost 10 o’clock, we’ve been drinking and
unwinding for almost 5 hours.” Deneigh said as she began to lose
her footing on uneven pavement.
“You still want to offer me coffee? Are you sure you can stand
up?” Slim asked.
“You know I’m not making you coffee and that sidewalk was off
level.”
“Off level? What the hell is that?” Slim asked, followed by a
long laugh to kid her while they waited for a cab.
“You know one slab is raised up higher than the other, . . oh…
you know. I’m not falling down drunk if that’s what you mean.”
She said with a smile as she fell into Slim and hugged him and
looked up at him asking, “Can’t we just go to my place and have a
good time without getting all sticky with who we should and
shouldn’t be with. Lets fay-shit.” She began to say before she
slurred.
“Fay Shit, whose that?” Slim asked mockingly laughing like
someone who had too much to drink.
“Come on Slim, you know what I meant, now don’t make me broadcast
it to everyone on the block.” She said hugging up to him and
speaking into his ear.
“Face it, we’re both drunk and horny and lonely, and by morning
we won’t be quite sure what happened, right?” Deneigh said making
some sort of round-a-bout excuse as to why she shouldn’t have to
feel guilty or accountable, even though she was engaged to
Robben.
Slim thought the fresh air was clearing his head a bit as a cab
pulled up and they got in. The fact he intended on screwing
around with another woman gave him a sudden pang of guilt, but
even his conscience couldn’t talk him out of going to Deneigh’s
apartment. He had just moralized that it wasn’t like Deneigh was
a hooker or runaround and he wasn’t risking STD’s and Shelley
said they could see someone else if they wanted during this “cool
down”. His train of thought may have led him to abort the whole
thing but Deneigh sat up in the cab and turned to him and took
his face in her hands and kissed him deeply pushing her tongue
down his throat and pressing her breasts into him with one hand
behind his head and the other sliding down high on the outside of
his thigh. When she pulled back from the kiss her hand brushed
over his semi-stiff cock. Conscience be damned, Slim was in!
“There, I made the first move and let him know what he might be
in for.” Deneigh thought as she tingled from the kiss. Her
panties were getting wet in the bar from anticipation, now she
was soaked and her nipples ached to be played with.
Slim turned to offer her a kiss but the cab came to quick stop in
front of Deneigh’s building.
“That’s $7.25 lovers.” The cabbie said as Slim fished out a 10
dollar bill and got out and offered Deneigh a hand.
She almost stumbled getting out but Slim caught her as they both
stood on the sidewalk and laughed. Then after a few moments of
fishing through her purse she came up with the pass card to let
herself into the front of the building. An older black man with
silver hair sat inside at a podium watching a ballgame on a small
TV.
“Good evening Miss Myerson, straight up?” He asked as he used a
pass card of his own to call the elevator.
“Thank you Raymond.” She said as she giggled and pulled Slim into
the elevator cab.
As soon as the door closed she fell into Slim and pressed her
lips to his and shot her tongue into his mouth. Slim dropped his
hands to her ass and pulled her close, his first real move to
show he was in and ready to play. She sighed into his mouth as
his hands squeezed her round ass.
The door opened on 14 and she pulled Slim by the hand down 2
doors from the elevator and pulled a key from her purse. She
opened the door and automatically turned to a keyboard inside to
turn off a security system. She went to drop her purse on a small
“catch-all” table but it missed and fell to the floor.
Again she laughed and Slim along with her as he chuckled and
shook his head.
She stepped to him and put her hands around his neck and kissed
him deeply passionately. The kiss lasted a long time as their
tongues intertwined and Slims hands dropped to her ass again as
she pushed her breasts into him. She felt a slight bulge from the
front of his pants against her and she looked into his eyes. The
look in her eye wouldn’t have made you think she was drunk; for
the first time she wasn’t laughing or kidding around.
“Have you ever taken advantage of a drunken woman?” She asked
almost coldly.
“I’ve never done anything that she wasn’t sorry for in the
morning. Are you too drunk to know what you’re doing?” He
whispered.
“No, but be sure that this is just sex. I have a boyfriend and I
don’t need another one at the office.” She said with surprising
seriousness.
“I wanted to tell you the same thing.” Slim said with a little
grin.
Deneigh took him by the hand and led him to a sofa with a coffee
table in front of it. She opened a little drawer and pulled out a
wooden hash pipe and small foil of hash.
“I can offer you another drink, but this will be neater and not
cause a hangover.” She smilingly offered.
“Go ahead, not for me.” Slim said knowing what the hash would do
for him.
“I’d be asleep in 10 minutes and I don’t think you want that.” He
said as she put a small ball in the pipe and held a lighter to
the bowl and drew deeply.
She finished her long pull on the pipe and fell back into the
sofa holding her breath with closed eyes for 5 or 10 seconds and
then she sat up.
“No, I wouldn’t want that. I’ve been leading you into this, but
now you’ve got to take over. I heard you were quite the Lothario
but you’ve been afraid of me. I WANTED to get drunk and seduced
tonight. Make me your bad girl.” She said her eyes already
glazing.
Slim took the pipe from her hand and set it on the coffee table
and turned to her. He knelt up on the sofa and pushed her back
placing his lips on hers. He kissed her hard and deep and put the
full weight of his body on her grinding his middle to hers. He
turned a bit lifting his weight from her sliding a hand to her
thigh and then right up to the triangle on her panty and he
squeezed.
Her tongue froze in his mouth and she let out a deep relief sigh
before twisting her mouth from his.
“Let me up to get my clothes off, everything’s in the back.” She
said frantically.
Slim pushed her side toward the back of the sofa while saying
“relax, relax, I’ve got it.”
With her turned away it exposed the 2 buttons and long zipper on
her fashion top. He kissed every part of her back as he exposed
it along the zipper line. She tingled and moaned as his lips
touched her back and when the zipper was all the way down she
felt him undo the snap on her bra and he kissed under that spot
as well. He undid a stay on his skirt and slid the zipper down
before pulling her back to him.
She smiled and put her arms in the air as he pulled the top from
her torso and off her arms. She raised her arms again and he took
the loosened bra and pulled it off her chest to remove it and
expose her breasts. She went to reach for her nipples to relieve
an urge but he took her hands and pinned them back as his mouth
dropped to one of the conical beauties. His mouth covered the
nipple and he sucked hard gently gnawing at the bud of her nipple
as she moaned before switching the other boob.
“EEEiiiiiii my tits are so sensitive, be as mean as you want to
them.” She gasped as his hands went up to knead and squeeze them.
“I won’t be mean at all to them, they’re so perfect, and they’re
all you.” He said setting aside a thought he had that they might
be augmented.
As he feasted on her nipples and breasts she began to squirm and
then bounce her ass on the sofa.
“Ahhh FUCK Slim, strip me and eat me, eat my pussy.” Deneigh
whined as if she were desperate.
It was really the first time he heard her use that language at
all and it turned him on to have the super professional executive
assistant and receptionist begging.
He slid to the floor and knelt up straight taking hold of her
skirt as she lifted her ass from the sofa. He slid it down her
legs as his eyes caught the bright mango thong she wore with the
large wet spot on the snatch patch. He knew Deneigh was a fine
looking woman, but out of her clothes she was a picture. Her flat
belly with a neat little outtie button flared into generous hips
and lovely legs. When he took the sides of her panty he expected
to see a smoothly shaved pussy, but instead he revealed a cropped
short light brown fur triangle with its point right at her clit.
The rest of her mound was smooth and flawless.
Dew sat on the lips to her vagina and Slim could no longer
control his hunger for sex, his hunger for her. He pulled her leg
off the sofa to allow himself to dive into to her box. He hadn’t
expected her to taste fresh after working all day but her sex had
flowed so heavy it was all he could taste. Female sex was a taste
he loved. He knew how to tease and titillate a woman to bring her
to roaring orgasms so she would want him even more. He licked her
slice like it was fresh fruit and he wanted to taste the sweet
juice before filling her pussy with his cock. Slim had a trick
where he treated the clit like if he licked too hard it would
dislodge and fall off, at least until his partner began to peak.
Then he would suck it hard and wipe it thoroughly with his
tongue. His ex-fiancé called him her “oral master”.
Deneigh loved to be eaten, but Slim was bringing her to places
she hadn’t been with a tongue. He would tease her to a threshold
of near sexual pain and then satisfy that pang and begin another
until she realized her little orgasms were only a preview to what
he was building. He felt the leg he was holding open tense and
quiver as he ate her, but the other had risen up the back of the
sofa and then flexed tightly. Her arms and hands which had
earlier gripped his hand and touched his head were now crossed
tightly over her breasts as her mouth huffed and puffed to get
enough oxygen to finish the orgasm he was making within her.
He expected her to be loud, but only squeaks and low crackles
came from her mouth as she sup-sucked air before she bore down
hard as his lips surrounded her engorged clit and sucked.
Deneigh knew she was someplace she had never been before as her
orgasm swept up through her and kept building long past any point
where it would normally let go and consume her. She felt a bit
light headed as if she might pass out before he slid two fingers
deep in her pussy which seemingly broke the dam for her release.
Her mouth opened wide and instead of the shriek or scream of
pleasure he expected, just a long squeaking rattle came from her
throat as her eyes shut and her head tipped back enjoying the
long intense pleasure spasm.
Slims tongue was still busy sucking and massaging her sex button
until she could tolerate no more. Her clit had become a raw
exposed nerve and she jerked up to an almost sitting position,
her hands shooting down to cover her vagina.
“F U C K Slim! You’re going to KILL me! Oh my God, Oh my God!”
She spat out in a breathy high pitched voice.
Slim stood up to get out of his pants, his stiff cock needing
room to extend. He kicked off his shoes and undid his belt and
pant snaps letting the garment fall as he stepped out and kicked
the pants away. He quickly found relief as he squeezed his cock
through his briefs before he reached to undo his loosened tie.
As he unbuttoned his shirt he had finally caught Deneigh’s eye as
she raised her head from her post orgasmic reverie. Passion
filled her as she turned and bent toward him and with one hand
pulled away the band of his briefs and the other take his penis
in her hand and aim it at her mouth.
She hungrily licked and sucked away the days sweat and man-musk
sending a chill down her spine as Slim could only moan and caress
the top of her head. After many deep dives over his cock she
pulled her head off and went from her knees on the sofa to
sitting on the sofa and turning toward Slim never letting go of
his cock until she used both hands to pull down his briefs the
best of the way. As he stepped out of them she put his cock back
in her mouth and began fucking her mouth over it.
Despite the fact this was just the fourth man she had ever done
this with; she was quite good and experienced. She had two other
secret drunken affairs, but none like this. She wanted to eat and
lick and suck his cock.
“God Deneigh, are you sure the last time this happened it was
RAPE? I’m afraid you’ll bite it off.” Slim said, rather cruelly.
“I didn’t want THAT to happen, Slim. Your cock is gorgeous, he
was a bastard.” She said more lucidly than he thought she was. He
had struck a nerve.
“I didn’t mean it to sound that way.” Slim said as he put his
hand on her head and she gobbled at him again.
“As much as I don’t want this to end, I want to fuck that pussy.”
He said as he bent forward a bit and took her baseball sized
breasts in his hands.
Deneigh groaned deeply and took two more long dives on his cock
and came up.
“I’m on the pill, but I still want you to wear a condom. Do you
have any?”
“No, I don’t but I promise I’m safe, I haven’t had it in 6
months, just oral sex. I won’t cum in you.”
“SHIT, I’m not so out of it that I can’t . . . there’s a tube of
WET in the end table.” She said frantically.
Slim stumbled back, his hard-on sticking up, and opened the
drawer in the end table and took out the tube of spermicidal
lubricant.
“Get some of that in me and FUCK me! I want your cock in me!”
Slim was familiar with WET and liked it, but she hardly needed
lubrication, but he would have given up one of his balls to fuck
her right now. If she wanted the added spermicide he couldn’t
argue. He squeezed a dollop onto his fingers and, using his other
hand, spread her pussy lips apart and pushed some inside. He
repeated it and wiped the residue on the outside of her pussy. He
set the tube down and turned to her taking her raised legs and
stepping between them. He rested his knees on the edge of the
sofa where her cute ass lay and pressed his cock to her and
pushed hard.
“OOOOFFF! GODD you’re so fucking big, I love your cock!” She
bellowed out as Slim began to fuck her in earnest.
Deneigh was very orgasmic and shuddered almost immediately
grunting to herself and smiling with her eyes closed as her sex
reacted to the push and pull of his cock and the motion on her
clit. Again he thought she would be loud, but now she seemed to
keep her orgasms to herself, alternately clenching her arms hard
to her breasts and then to Slims belly as if to prevent him from
going too deep or stopping, he wasn’t sure. One thing he was sure
of, he used too much lube gel and as it melted she was too slick
to get full feeling for him. After he was sure she was at least
half fully satisfied he bent over her and pushed her legs down.
She got the idea and hooked her arms around each one to hold
herself open. He pulled back and let his slimy cock drop out. He
rubbed it over her lips and either side of her vagina and even up
through her little triangle patch of fur to lose some lube. Then
he plunged back into her for a few strokes and pulled out again,
this time wiping it down through her furrow and over her taint
and asshole. Once again he plunged into her and stroked her a few
times and pulled out another dripping load of melted gel. Once
again he went low with the mess to wipe it in the crease of her
spread ass cheeks and in the hollow of where her cute little
wrinkled asshole lay. Holding his cock in his hand he wiggled the
slippery head over her ass and then slid up over her perineum and
into her pussy once again.
“Oh God I’m so horny and naughty!! Fuck me; rub my asshole with
your dick!!” Deneigh yelled out almost vibrating in a quaking
sexual rage.
Slim was well enough aware of the fact he had a nympho-drunk
under him as he pounded her super slick pussy a few more strokes
and then pulled out and slid his cock down her open upturned
cheeks. He took his cock in his hand and rubbed the head over and
over her asshole putting just enough pressure to open her up a
bit before coming back just to rub over the outside before
sliding up into her pussy again.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAOOOOOOOO FUCK! Fuck your little slut! FUCK FUCK
FUCK!!” She yelped as he drilled her, her eyes rolled back to
where she looked like she might pass out.
Slim pulled out once again to lose some of the slickery gel he
had used too much of and once again wiped in the widened crease
of her ass and over her open asshole. As he rubbed his dick over
it he would catch in the widened dilation and he even nudged once
again at it, putting the head half way in before continuing to
rub it around the dark corona shadow of her hidden pucker.
“Ohhhh, we’re BOTH naughty slut faces!! You want my ass! You make
my ass feel so good, rub me some more! Make me dirty!” She said
with her eyes glazed and red.
“Are you SURE you want this? Maybe you’re too drunk.” Slim said
realizing the gravity of it all, even though he was pretty wasted
himself.
Deneigh smiled a drunken smile, but a smile that told him she
knew what was going on. “Slim honey, the ONLY time I get it in
the ass is when I’m drunk. Don’t fuck me there; just shove it in
a couple times. Make me a whore. I wanna be a whore”
Slim was sure he wanted her there. The woman who jilted him and
cheated on him denied him the pleasure with a promise of “someday
when we’re bored”.
He ran his thumb and forefinger circled down the length of his
cock to push a wad of gel to the head and he rubbed once again
over and over her asshole and then she adjusted herself and
pushed just as Slim did. He was buried head deep in her ass.
Deneigh burst out laughing nonsensically. “You’re up my ass! God
I’m such a drunken whore. Trash me, make me your bad girl. Trash
me!”
Slim thought about taking all the rage of heartbreak he held
inside out on the innocent asshole of Deneigh. He could plow her
ass with all he had and shoot a load into her she might be
shitting for days, but that wasn’t his style. She was wrecked and
he, although still pretty drunk, began to get a little morality.
Even though she wiggled and pushed herself almost up to his
balls, he drew himself out of her ass. He picked up his briefs
and wiped his cock of the slippery gel. He knew he shouldn’t go
back into her pussy without washing, but this would have to do.
There was nothing in the white fabric of his underwear that told
him there weren’t any solids from her ass on his cock so he
plowed back into her pussy and began to “trash” her like she had
begged him, but in her pussy, not her ass.
Deneigh said nothing to protest his decision; she just rolled her
eyes back as he began to fuck the daylights out of her. Suddenly
her eyes focused hard on him as he hands reached up to grab him
by the biceps.
“Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,” She began to cry out on rhythm with his
strokes as her orgasm built.
Slim felt his own pleasure rising and fell from his raised
position over her to her prone body. Her legs quickly wrapped
around him and her hands pulled his back to her as he huffed and
puffed in her ear. As her throat grunted, squeaked and clicked
her way through multiple orgasms she must have had a flash of
hard reality and the words “don’t cum in me” were mixed in her
litany build up to her own pleasure.
In one motion he broke from her grip and pulled from her wet,
slick muff and stood over her as she drew her legs back. He
quickly grabbed his cock and stroked it twice and leaned up to
aim it at her face and breasts.
A long volley of watery discharge flew over her forehead before
spurts of white semen flew to her cheek and then onto her
breasts.
As he grunted his own pleasure Deneigh cheered him on.
“Oh yes, shower me with your hot cum. Cover your little slut with
your cream.” She said as she scooped some from her breasts with
her fingers and tasted it.
He found her move so sexy that he stepped up onto the sofa with
one leg and put his cock to her mouth as it dripped the last of
its ejaculation. It was something she wasn’t normally into and
hadn’t tried or done before, but she wrapped her lips around the
head and sucked to clean him off and satisfy her sexual wonder.
Although not repulsed by her own taste mixed with his cum, she
pulled her mouth off and fell back as Slim spun and landed on his
ass on the sofa beside her. They sat like 2 lumps for 4 or 5
minutes before she spoke.
“OH God, rum and hash makes me horny and nasty. You were a great
fuck and I love your cock, but help me get to bed and then go
home, OK? It never happened, it was just a zipless fuck.” Deneigh
said as she slumped forward trying to get up.
Slim stood and offered a hand to her which she took and pulled
to stand up. She began to try and walk but she was going to fall
forward and Slim caught her.
“I shouldn’t have stood up. Sitting there I actually began to
think I was getting sober, but GOD I’m fucked up.” She said
hanging onto Slim.
Slim picked her up and began to look for which room might be her
bedroom. He found her room and set her down on the edge of the
bed and she slid to the floor, laughing and giggling. He opened
the covers and offered her a hand which she took and once she was
almost standing he picked her up again and set her in the covers.
He tucked her legs in the bed and pulled the covers up to her
chin. Once her head hit the pillow he thought she was out. He
switched out the light and left the room. He found his clothes,
got dressed and turned off the rest of the lights. He locked the
door on his way out to the street and hailed a cab for the few
block ride to his building.
As the evening air cleared his head he waited for the guilt to
overtake him. However, even trying to feel bad about betraying
his own ethics or even betraying Shelley even if she said they
could see others just wasn’t going to happen. The pressure of
moving back to the USA, taking on a new job that he might be
investing the better part of his youthful wealth in was building.
Tonight he let out that pressure by screwing a beautiful young
woman as she begged him to do anything he could think of to her.
It was a night of pure raw guiltless uninhibited sex that most
men and women could probably use on a regular basis, but seldom
get. They were both too involved with other people for it to turn
into anything more than it was, a blip on their ethical and
morality screen that served a purposeful end to each of their
personal pressures.
For Slim it served to ease the tenseness he felt about
assimilating in the WSGG way of conducting business. As he worked
that Saturday in the stacks with his mentors he felt more at ease
and confident and even smiled to himself at the thought of the
night before. By Monday morning when he walked past the reception
desk he felt the woman who sat there was a different entity
altogether than the one he ravished some 60 or so hours earlier.
She in turn looked to Slim as a friend who took care of a problem
in her personal life and asked for no more remuneration than a
knowing smile from time to time. The subject would never crop up
again in any of their conversations on their walks back to their
apartments after work. Truly, it “never happened”. It was as
Deneigh put it that evening, a “zipless fuck”, except they were
strangers only in their inebriated state.
Chapter 59
Selena and Joe were assimilating to life in the constant hubbub
of the city. Selena flourished in her job now that her personal
life had been cast into a matrix where she was completely
comfortable. Living at The Four Seasons was nice, but it was
never “home” as life there contained no real structure. She
always felt she had to be “on” and although living in it’s high
luxury, she at times still craved the days at school where class,
eat, study, sleep, class, eat, study, sleep, put her life into a
motion she could move in rhythm to. Now the matrix read work,
eat, love, sleep and variance of pace for each activity kept her
happy. She knew she couldn’t fall into a rut doing what she loved
in the structure she craved. Although she wasn’t counting down
the days until she and Joe would be each others all day everyday,
she constantly had dreams of waking with him on a beach where
they would lie back and watch their child play in the surf as
they made love. It was a constant and simple dream that made her
wake with a smile and any time during the day when stress began
to build, she could close her eyes and see it. Best of all
though, was that now she felt like she had been at WSGG forever
and it was all she ever did. She had become part of the fabric of
the think-tank and financial tout. The way everyone close to the
firm and its functions called the old guard “The Five”, now had
just adapted to “The Six”. The fact that their televised
financial statements on the economy were fronted by a younger
face, showing freshness, but equally backed up by the sage of the
old experienced faces behind her brought a new credibility to a
younger investor who may have thought the firm too stodgy or
“establishment”.
Joe was happy as well in the city seeing old friends and business
acquaintances besides having lots of professional sports to take
in. He quickly assimilated his regular daily routines to the city
with the only regret of not being able to zoom in his roadster
for a quick country ride. Unless there were business appointments
or social obligations they left Friday night and headed upstate
to “home” at least every other weekend. Living together suited
both of them quite nicely to a point where either could hardly
remember life when they were not a couple.
While Slim struggled on Saturday morning peeling himself out of
bed with a small hangover, he had nothing but good thoughts about
his guiltless affair with Deneigh.
As Slim got ready for a Saturday of work, Selena lay next to Joe
in their apartment some 10 blocks away. Her head lay in the crux
of his arm and shoulder as she stroked the hair on his chest.
“That was beautiful.” She said speaking of the spooning fuck they
had just completed.
“When you’re inside me I feel so complete, so satisfied, and so
happy. When I was lying here before you I was wishing we decided
to go home this weekend. Once you stirred and snuggled behind me
you made me forget everything. I could stay here just like this
and be happy all weekend.” She said wistfully as she continued to
play on his chest.
“I got up at four to pee and when I came back to bed your cute
little bottom was sticking out from under the sheet and I wanted
you then. Just now when I woke up I was staring at the ceiling
until I heard you sigh and you hadn’t moved from that same
position when I turned to look at you. God, you make me so hard
so fast. Every day I can’t believe how much I love you and want
you. When we’re together, that’s our world. Is that what you
mean?” Joe said wondering aloud if her thoughts were his.
“I think so. I mean I was all planned out, I would wake you up
and we could dress and pack a couple things and leave by eight
and be drinking coffee and reading the papers in our own living
room by eleven. Then we could barbeque and be in the pool this
afternoon. I thought we would go to Red’s for brunch tomorrow and
then head the rest of the way back here so I could be in the
office for the 4-8 session for the Sunday Night Letter. When you
rolled to me and kissed my neck I was just about to propose my
idea when I felt you wipe your saliva on my pussy. The next thing
I knew you were inside me.” She said still swirling her fingers
in Joe’s chest hair.
“We can still go and make your plans fit, just an hour or so
later, that’s all.” Joe said hoping to make her happy.
“No, now I realize it was just being with you that I really
wanted. The week was so hectic and now we just have us inside the
walls of our little refuge from the city and I have new visions
of the day.” Selena said rolling her head from the rest in the
crux of his arm and shoulder just far enough to kiss the skin of
his chest.
“Hmmmm, what are your NEW visions? It’s not like I have any
plans, mind you.”
“How about a long shower together and then we do coffee and
papers? After that, who knows . . . . . maybe a long wet and
sloppy 69 on the loveseat? . . . . . really anything as long as
I’m making you happy and you me.” She said with a little twinkle
in her eye as she turned her eyes to see his reaction.
Joe’s arm swung to her back to give her an adoring hug while the
other reached to affectionately stroke her cheek.
“Anything I can do to make you happy and tell you I love you, you
little dirty talker.”
“I just wanted you to know that anything as long as I’m with you.
It was a tough week and it’s hard to turn your brain off,
especially when you’re invested in it all. But, when it’s us,
like now . . . . . mmmmmmmmm.” She said lost in love, her words
and feelings.
“I don’t think you ever have to worry about The Group. With you
and Slim there they’ve opened the door to the new millennium. If
Deneigh is as determined as you say, I’ll bet she can join in 4
or 5 years if she’s serious. Now, no more talk about work.” Joe
said with a playful slap to Selena’s ass as they both got up.
After a sexy shower that left them both randy, they resisted
temptation and went to the kitchen and made coffee and light
breakfast. Joe gathered the papers from outside the door and they
retired to the porch off their lofty apartment that overlooked
other buildings in the concrete and brick jungle of Manhattan.
Joe was jotting down notes and making little observations on
prices and action as Selena sipped her coffee and watched him as
she threw in her own little comments.
“Joe, you asked me not to talk about work, and here you are doing
yours and your comments make me think about everything you wanted
me to put on hold. Do I have to walk around here naked to keep
your mind off making money?” Selena said with a little smile
knowing he couldn’t resist to take exception to her remark.
“Did somebody say naked?” He said throwing off the papers from
his lap in a faux move of shock. “I’m sorry baby, but you’re
right…….naked, huh?” He chuckled as he held out his hand to hers
and they clasped.
After a brief moment of wordless eye communication Joe could see
Selena had a regret.
“What?” He wondered.
“I’m sorry about the “making money” comment. I know you consider
it a game, like you’re beating the system, but it’s too close to
work for me. I know there are weeks when you make a few hundred
or a few thousand for us, but you have to turn it off too, OK?”
She said explaining herself.
“I’m sorry too. I should understand that my game is your work and
there’s a time and place for everything. I know you want some
attention today and I’m doing my usual thing. I’m sorry pet. Come
lay with me on my chaise.” He said extending a hand to her.”
Selena sat almost on one leg but then braced her arm betweens his
legs and gracefully fell into the open spot between his legs and
laid back, her head on his chest.
“Mmmmmmm, THIS is what I need, to feel your warmth and smell your
musk. My face against your bare hairy chest is wonderful. I can
even see some of the little hairs that are turning gray, hee
hee.” She said inhaling deeply and running her fingers over his
breast bone. “I’m not saying you’re old or anything because I can
feel that nice package under your silky PJ bottoms and there’s
nothing old about that. It feels nice and I bet it would smell
and taste even better. I know we just showered but I bet you’d
like a nice tongue bath for your little seed sack and balls.” She
said leaning up to get his reaction.
Seeing that he seemed quite interested she added, “…and then I
could suck all that lovely juice out through my little friend
while you eat my pussy.”
“WOW, you ARE the naughty one today. Have I neglected you that
much?”
“Nooo Joey, you made me happy a few times this week. Well, you
make me happy ALL of the time, but we made love at least 3 times
before this morning. We just haven’t had the time to really get
into each other…..like today!” She said just as the phone began
to ring.
“Damn, I bet that’s Shanna. Joseph had the weekend off and her
mother was going to take the baby. I told her we might all do
something together.” Selena said reaching for the phone on the
tray table.
“That would be kinky.” Joe said under his breath as she picked up
shooting Joe a look.
Selena talked with Shanna for a few minutes, both agreeing on one
thing or another leaving Joe in suspense as to what plans they
had made. When Selena hung up she turned and looked at Joe with a
half sexy, half perturbed smile.
“ Oh, “That would be kinky?” Was that a smart-ass comment or
would you like being an exhibitionist or a swapper?”
“God Essy, I was just being funny, or so I thought.”
“Well, it wasn’t funny, only because I know you’ve slept with
her. This is the only little fence I’ve got to jump over and I
know its petty jealousy. She is one of my best and closest
friends, maybe my best friend in the city, but knowing she fucked
you in OUR house bothers me.” Selena admitted.
“You realize how silly and petty you’re being, it was before I
knew you existed, AND although it seems like pick-up or whore
sex, at the time we were really into each other. You KNOW the
whole story so stop being so sensitive! Now, what did you and
Shanna cook up?”
“I’m sorry for being a jerk, and I know you’re right. Shanna and
Joe have a table reserved at The Iridium tonight for Gato
Barbieri. Sound good?” She asked knowing Joe would jump for joy.
“ARE YOU KIDDING ME? Gato? He’s awesome!”
“Haha, they KNEW you would be crazy. She also said they saw
Deneigh at a bar near the office and she left with some guy and
they were both drunk and . . . “
“Essy, you know how I feel about gossip. I think we’re above
that, don’t you?”
“Well, the guy sounded like Slim and I know they walk home
together a lot.”
“Tut tut, GOSSIP!” Joe said shaking his finger. “It’s none of our
business and we don’t know any details or what the real story is
and . . . . . IT’S NONE OF OUR BUSINESS.”
“I was just thinking about Shelley and . . . “
“SHELLEY? Aren’t you worried about her and me? I had sex with her
more times in a night than I did my whole life with Shanna.
Aren’t you jealous?” Joe dramatized sarcastically. “Its gossip
and none of our business.”
“I suppose you’re right, I just hope those two aren’t getting
into trouble.”
“SPEAKING OF TROUBLE!” Joe said as he pulled Selena back from her
shift to get the phone. “Can you feel any trouble brewing?” He
added as her silk pajama covered bottom settled on his hardening
cock.
“Oooooo I DO! Why don’t we move inside? We don’t need to put on a
show.” Selena said as she ground her butt down before pulling
herself up and offering Joe a hand.
Inside she stepped in front of the love seat and turned to Joe
with a sexy grin and giggle as she untied the silky sash that
kept her bottoms on. They fell swiftly to the floor and she sat
on the love seat and quickly turned and lay back, spreading her
legs.
Selena loved 69. When she chose the bottom Joe knew her mood and
mindset. She didn’t want to be in control, she wanted to be
ravaged. Once her tongue and lips teased his balls and anus she
would fit her mouth over his cock and he would fuck her mouth
until he came. Meanwhile he would tease and nibble her clit while
fingering her pussy or bottom or both. She vibrated like a just
rung bell as Joe mounted the love seat swinging his knee over her
torso and presented his genitals over her face. The room began to
fill with the pungent musk of passion and the wet sounds of
satisfaction and devotion.
Afterward Joe lay exhausted on the floor beside the love seat
with Selena on her stomach looking adoringly at the man she had
just drained in more ways than one. She tousled his hair in an
adoring stupor not quite believing how much she loved the man and
how happy he made her. She smiled at him as he opened his eyes.
“Can we make love again?” She asked as Joe rolled his eyes.
She chuckled at his reaction. “Your finger in my hiney felt so
inviting, I can’t wait until the next time you take me there. I
love being your naughty lover.”
Joe smiled back at her. “How can we do anything with Joe and
Shanna later if you exhaust me with wild sex now?” He asked
facetiously.
“What do you think they’re doing right now? That’s why she called
me early, so we wouldn’t interrupt them. Josephs off and the baby
is gone off with grandma and it’s their SEX day.”
“Did you tell her it was OUR sex day too?”
“She knows everyday is sex day for us, we don’t have any children
yet. But I don’t think we’ll have to make appointments for sex
after we have our baby. Do you?” She asked.
“It doesn’t seem so now, but who knows how things change. Even if
we don’t have as much sex time, I won’t love you any less and
you’ll know it for sure.” Joe said reaching up to push her hair
from her face and caress her cheek. “We should shower and get
going and get out.”
“Mmmmmm, I’ll shower now as long as sucking you hard and lubing
up my hiney in there isn’t totally out of the question.” She said
with a vixen grin.
“You are a very naughty lady. What am I going to do with you?” He
asked with a leer.
“What? Hopefully make me feel the fullness and extreme intensity
of being bottom fucked while you squeeze my tits and grunt like
an animal in my ear while I wail in pleasure.” She said
suggestively as she rolled up and swizzled her ass in his
direction and walked sexily towards the bath stopping to look
over her shoulder with a “you won’t deny me” look.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
. . . . . . . .
After their long sexy shower session and short nap Joe and Selena
were on the elevator to the ground floor of their building.
Selena looked at the descending numbers flash on the light panel
and turned to Joe taking the lapels of his sport coat in hand and
kissing him, whispering “I love you.”
Joe kissed her back and whispered in her ear “I love you too but
my cock is screaming for a rest.”
Selena broke out in a loud laugh and patted Joe’s package.
“Don’t worry, I’m a little worn out myself, but there’s always
later.” She giggled.
After waiting for a cab in front of the building for a few
minutes Selena took Joe’s hand and began to pull him up to the
corner.
“We’re going to walk there?” Joe wondered aloud.
“No, we’re going to be New Yorkers and take the subway.”
“How do YOU know the subways? I asked you not to ride them when I
wasn’t here.” Joe asked with a suspecting tone.
“I was here for 8 days before you came down and went with Shanna
to go shopping. Don’t worry; we only rode when it was busy, lots
of people.” She said as she aimed for the steps down to the
underworld of trains and tracks. “Your little girl is growing up,
you know what they say.”
“Just what do they say?” Joe asked as a long train rumbled up to
the platform.
“Old enough to be sodomized in the shower, old enough to ride the
subways.” She said aloud over the screech of the arriving train
so only he could hear.
As the doors slid open and Joe swallowed her attempt at humor she
took his hand to pull him onto the train as she looked back with
a sexy smile to get his reaction.
Joe shook his head and sat in the first seat pulling her down
with him. The train roared out with Joe still sitting wordless
looking at her with a smirk on his face, shaking his head. He
didn’t say a word for the 12 block - 2 stop trip, with Selena
looking like the cat that swallowed the canary, proud her words
had shocked him a bit.
As the train was just about stopped Selena stood and pulled Joes
hand once again and the two hustled off the train onto the
platform. Selena stopped abruptly and swung herself back into
Joe’s arms kissing him hard on the lips in front of all the other
Saturday subway users.
“Don’t worry,” She said pressing her mouth to his ear after
finishing her kiss, “I’m always real careful to protect myself. I
have way too many sexy mornings like this planned to miss even
one.”
Her eyes burned into his as she pulled back as people rushed by
them onto the train, but she pressed her mouth to his ear once
again. “…… and you didn’t sodomize me, you made love to my hiney
and made me squirt. I love you!”
Joe smiled wide as he knew she couldn’t get any sexier or any
cuter as she took his arm and led him up the stairs onto the
noisy street. They locked arms around each others waists and
walked in long strides around the corner up the half block for
Joe and Shanna’s flat. As they stood at the door waiting for an
answer to their
ring they made love with their eyes at each other.
“SPEAK”, the speaker blared in Joseph’s abrupt voice.
“THE DUKE AND DUCHESS OF MANHATTAN,” Joe blared back.
“THE KING AND QUEEN WILL SEE YOU”, Joseph proclaimed loudly as
the door opener buzzed.
They took the half flight up 2 stairs at a time with Shanna
standing at the open door.
“God, you two are glowing. I hope my Joe and I look that
obvious.” Shanna said with a mischievous grin.
“What obvious?” Joe asked innocently as he walked in and heard
the strains of Gato Barbieri in the background.
“That’s Last Tango, Joe. How appropriate!” Selena said, winking
at him as she thought of the scene where Brando’s character has
anal sex with his young girlfriend using a half stick of butter
as lube.
“What do you mean?” Shanna asked Selena.
“I mean, we’re going to see him tonight.” She said thinking
quickly.
Joe gave her “the look” again as he did in the subway.
“Good Lord, I love her,” He thought to himself, “and when she
uses little references to our most private moments and looks at
me that way she makes me crazy.”
Joe left the girls to chat over fresh coffee in the kitchen and
followed the music to the den where Joseph had just broken open
some Irish Mist to spike his coffee.
“Can I fix the same for you? Shanna just made a pot of coffee.”
He asked.
“Sure thing, I’ll go get the coffee.” Joe replied as he did an
about face and went back to the kitchen where he caught the girls
sitting on the edge of the kitchen chairs giggling and
whispering.
“Oh God the hen party has started already, somebody wearing white
after Labor Day?” He joked and teased as he grabbed a cup off the
mug tree and began to pour.
Both women flushed and looked at each other, Shanna nodding to
Selena saying, “You tell him.”
Selena’s red face turned white for a second, the blood draining
out of her face, but she quickly brightened saying. “Damn, you
men have to feel the same way, it’s obvious we all got sexed up
this morning and I told her my pussy felt real good right now and
she said hers was tingly too.”
Joe shook his head and looked at both of them while smiling and
shaking his head.
“What did you expect in the hands of the Love Doctors?” Joe said
proudly as he quickly exited to the den while hearing the jeers
of the two women.
“We had something to do with it too!” Shanna yelled loud enough
for Joe to hear.
When Joe came into the room Joseph stood and got the bottle of
Irish Mist and 2 cigars from his small humidor.
“I’ll put the outside speakers on and we can have a cigar on the
porch with our coffee.”
“Mmmmm sounds good, what are we smoking?”
“Punch Grand Cru Britanias, a guy at the hotel gives me a box
every time he comes, but he hadn’t been in almost a year, he was
sick from e.coli, He got it on the Disney boat during that scare
last year. He’s retired and normally he follows the Dodgers
around so he stays here when they are in New York to play the
Mets. That’s the life, huh?” Joseph explained.
“No wife?”
“No she passed away a long time ago I guess. He’s obviously
loaded.”
“Then why just $5 cigars?” Joe said with a chuckle.
“You have to admit, they’re damn good and worth twice that if you
like them.”
“That is all that counts and for as little as I smoke one, I
really can’t complain.” Joe said settling in a chair as Joseph
offered him a light.
“I envy you Joe, being retired and all. I’m thinking that I get
one Saturday off in a month where I can do this, and you could do
it, every day.” Joseph said sipping his liquored coffee.
“Do exactly what?”
“Get up when you want, get laid every which way you can think of,
watch your wife make breakfast in nothing but a t-shirt, only to
have her sit on your lap and feed it to you. Then, have your
closest friend come over and sip Irish coffee and smoke a fine
cigar in the cool breeze of a beautiful day.”
“If you were retired do you think you would do that everyday?”
Joe asked with a grin.
“No, but you have to shoot for something.” Joseph chuckled.
“My morning was similar, but she’s gone to work most mornings
when I get up and I usually have to make my day happen. If I
chose to plant my ass in a chair and watch soap operas and game
shows all day, no one would care, or even know for that matter.
IF that were the case, I would have taken the plunge off the top
deck of the Brooklyn Bridge by now. Being retired doesn’t mean
doing nothing. Except for the commitments I had with Johnson
Construction, my life is the same. Retirement for me means not
“having” to do anything; that is, NO COMMITMENTS.” Joe explained.
“In just picking up snippets of conversation from Shanna and
Selena it sounded like you two needed a day to just be into each
other like we did.” Joseph observed.
“For sure, Selena comes home and sometimes I know she’s still at
the office in her mind. Even on nights when she comes to me for
love, I feel like she not quite all there. Today was altogether
different.” Joe explained in a lower voice to protect his
thoughts.
“Shanna is the same way. If we steal a moment during the week,
the door has to be open and she’s listening for the baby. Today .
. . wow, she tested me!” He said with a smile.
“By the time she finishes her commitment and we have our own baby
the plan is to be living in some idyllic location where our only
care and worry will be our child’s safe upbringing. Right now it
looks like we will get married in the next two years and maybe
get pregnant right away. We’ve bounced a lot of scenarios off
each other, but that seems most likely. If all the old boys stay
healthy and the seventh partner gets added there are a couple of
traditionally economic slow seasons where she’ll be able to leave
for a couple months.” Joe waxed once Joseph mentioned the baby.
“So then you’ll hire a nanny?”
“Nanny! Bullshit, you’re looking at Mr. Mom!” Joe laughed as he
thumbed his chest, as he waited for Joseph’s reaction.
“You’re kidding, right? I can’t picture you as . . . “
“Well, neither can Selena. She wants to hire a live-in
housekeeper slash nanny once we get out of New York. But until
then, I think I can handle it all, the infant rearing.” Joe
finished saying just as the screen slid open and the women came
out to the porch.
“Rearing?” Selena said with a grin as the men stood up to greet
the women. “You guys listened to too much Last Tango in Paris.”
Selena said causing a group chuckle
“I don’t get it.” Shanna said laughing along even though she
didn’t understand.
“You never saw Last Tango?” Selena asked.
“No, we just play the album a lot, it makes good music for . . .
uh . .err. .” She started to say before stumbling on her words.
“For screwing? Is that what you can’t get out? Well God, it
should be. The pivotal scene in the movie is Brando greasing up
this girls hiney with a stick of butter and doing her like an
animal. It’s real sexy music. God Shanna, you couldn’t say screw
or fuck in front of us?” Selena said to finish Shanna’s comment.
“Oh, leave me alone,” Shanna said with a red faced grin. “When
you spend all day with an impressionable infant you have to watch
what you say so it doesn’t get repeated. I was still in that mode
. . . and HEY! YOU said HINEY, what are you, TWELVE?” She said,
kidding with a grin.
“Hey, I’m staying out of this.” Joe laughed.
“Out of what? Stay out of HINEY?” Selena said in feigned
indignation. “I’ll keep that in mind the next time I have the
urge.”
The four friends burst into laughter loud enough to make people
on an outside porch on an adjacent building to stop and look up
at them.
“If we’re going to get this personal maybe we should move
inside.” Joseph said as the laughter died down.
“Yes, and if we’re going to shop we ought to get going anyway.
What time is the show tonight?” Selena asked.
“The first set starts at nine, but seating starts 30 minutes
before at reserved tables. Are we going to dinner first?” Shanna
replied.
“Why not? I’ll treat, I’ll bet I can get us in the Art Café,
that’s a great spot. I haven’t been there in a couple years, but
I know the manager, Mindy.” Joe piped in.
“Ohhhh, Mindy. Another old conquest?” Selena asked snottily.
“Well, if you think a 60 year old bald Jewish guy is my type…….”
Joe said to the now red faced Selena. “He parlays his connections
for sports and theatre tickets that he sells or swaps for favors.
I used to leave my Dad’s freebies for the Stadium with him and if
I ever needed a show, he took care of me.” Joe said as he picked
up a phone and dialed the number he still remembered.
Joe took the cordless phone and paced through the hallway to the
kitchen chatting with his old friend Mindy catching up on old
times. Joseph excused himself to the bathroom leaving the 2 women
alone looking out the patio doors reflecting on the words just
said and the plans for the evening.
“Uh, . . . ummm . . . . Selena, do you really get the urge for
that? You know . . . . sex, in your . . . . uhh . . . hiney?”
Shanna asked her nervously, feeling like a naïve high school
girl.
Selena looked both ways to be sure the men were out of earshot.
“Anything two people do to express their love and experience
pleasure together is making love. That happens to be something we
both enjoy on occasion, but we shouldn’t share boudoir secrets.”
Selena said tentatively.
“Oh no, I’m not asking to pump you for personal information. My
Joe wants me to try that and it seems so . . . . . uncomfortable.
I get so . . . “
“Listen Shanna, I’m uncomfortable talking about it, but just
remember to trust. Your lover won’t hurt you intentionally, just
relax and . . . ummm (chuckling), use lots of lube!”
“We’re all set!” Joe proclaimed as he came into the room and hung
up the phone.
“Mindy got us a table for seven o’clock, but we just have to wrap
up by eight or so, . . . it’s someone’s table. I only need to
score a couple pairs of Saturday night Rangers tickets for this
season; it seems I still owe him a favor, and he calls me The
Gonoff.”
“We’re going shopping! Do you guys want to join us or can we
trust you to behave yourselves for the afternoon?” Shanna
declared.
“City shopping or mall shopping?” Joseph asked. “We can drive you
Long Island or Jersey if you want to hit the malls. I need a few
things, but I’m not going into the stores with you two, that’s a
floating hen party.”
Shanna chuckled and sneered at him. “Take us to the mall but
don’t worry about being seen with us, we’ll walk two steps behind
you.” She said sarcastically.
“Let’s go to Long Island!” Selena said as she gathered her things
and the other 3 followed suit and they were off.
…………………….
A hung-over Deneigh was just beginning to wake up a few blocks
away. She didn’t feel that bad in her stomach, but she knew if
she raised her head it would ache. A couple Aleve and tomato
juice would fix her up as always. She stared off into the ceiling
and thought about the night before.
“Well, I did it again,” she thought, “cheating on Robben when
he’s left me here. I should feel guilty, but I don’t. How can I
feel guilty when it feels so fucking good.” She thought as she
smiled to herself as she prepared to raise her head to the ache
she knew was lurking.
She got up and went to the medicine chest and shook 2 Aleve from
the bottle. The dose was one, but two brought it up to
prescription strength. As she walked from the bathroom to the
kitchen the faint afterglow of sex tingles still left a
fingerprint in her vagina. She sighed with a little smirk despite
the ache in her head as she poured a tall glass of tomato juice,
popping the pills in her mouth and downing the juice in a long
quaff.
Before going back to the bed to let the meds do its work she
stopped at the toilet to fulfill her bladders urge. Sitting on
the john her private parts opened and a familiar stretch just
inside her asshole reminded her that she had played back there
too.
“Holy Shit, he fucked me there too. I must have been pretty drunk
or took too many hits.” She thought to herself, not regretting
what happened, but curious enough to walk to the living room
after she was done to view the scene of the crime.
The coffee table was littered with her hash pipe and folded foil
of hash, the tube of Wet and the cap. A drop had dripped from the
tube to the table and she scooped it up with a finger and put it
in her mouth as she recapped the sex lube to put it away.
“God, I sucked his cummy dick with my pussy all over it,” She
recalled from the taste.
As the memory of that act came to light she thought about how
sexy it must have looked to Slim, having seen it in Robben’s
porno flicks. She turned and fished a Kleenex from the box on the
end table and went searching for cum she might want to wipe up
before someone might come over and embarrass her with the
discovery. Her head ached as she bent to wipe a drying blob from
the wood floor just off the rugs edge behind the sofa.
“God, I’ve GOT to lie down.” She told herself as she sniffed the
tissue inhaling the cum scent.
“What is it about sex that makes this stuff taste so sexy? It
smells like bad eggs and bleach now.” She mused as she cruised
back to her bed to sleep off her headache.
As she promised Slim and herself, she had no morning after guilt
about what happened, nor was she pining for a call or anything
else from Slim. Once she began to get a few drinks in her the
“hornies” begin to take over and she knows no moral bounds and
this morning after she was happily sexually satisfied from a
night before of sexual romp. Robben was still the light of her
life but she did see that star fading if he wanted to relocate
overseas. She had the soul of a New York City girl and nothing
was going to change that.
Chapter 60
Monday morning came easily for Selena. She woke to the new work
week with the same fervor for her job she always had. She had let
a hum-drum that set in late in the previous week get to her
psyche. That left her wanting more from herself, but she was
re-centered now. Everyone at the Sunday Night Letter meeting at
WSGG mentioned that she glowed and was more exuberant that usual.
Once the bed of the basic letter was built during the week,
Sunday usually left “just after closing” effects to dissect and
discuss, as well as foreign market reaction. Since she and Joe
tore apart the Sunday papers she had her usual yellow legal pages
filled with ideas and trend markers. As the six agreed on which
trends should be noted and watched, Deneigh’s busy fingers
recorded and struck as they wished. Their work continued until
the final front page was built and added for fax, telex, and
emailing. They had met at 4 pm, as was usual, and by 6:20 pm they
were all headed back to their lives and families to finish their
weekends.
As both of them hoped, Deneigh and Slim showed no reaction to
each other besides normal pleasantries when they met in the big
room. Selena had been watching them closely for body language and
saw nothing to indicate any connection between the two besides a
business and platonic relationship.
However, Joe would have given her a virtual slap on the hand when
she went fishing for a tidbit with Deneigh during a little
bathroom break before the final edit review.
“Our friends Shanna and Joe saw you at The Bull Market on Friday
night. Sounds like you might have had quite the hangover
yesterday.” Selena said over the stall in the ladies room.
“Oh, it wasn’t too bad. Thank God Slim was there to push me into
a taxi and send me home. He’s like having a big brother or uncle
here. We stopped for a drink, that’s right next to his building.
I had too many and he wasn’t going to let me walk home and he
called me a cab. Thank God there was someone with some sense
there for me. I didn’t know you had spies around. (laughs).”
Deneigh said quickly and confidently.
“That was a regular spot for Shanna and Joe before they had the
baby and her Mother babysat for the weekend so they were out.
They’ve both met you before.”
“Yeah, Slim was like my big brother. He wasn’t going to leave
until I did, insisting he was responsible because he offered to
buy me a drink to unwind with.” Deneigh said covering.
“Yeah, he’s a great guy.” Selena said satisfied there was no
smoke or fire to her suspicions, although she asked Slim the same
question and got the same “pushed her into a cab, protecting her
like a big brother” well rehearsed story.
Waking Saturday morning and devoting the day to her life’s love
and pleasures thus fulfilling any gaps she may have perceived in
her existence. For the weekend, she lost count of the times they
made love, the laughs they shared with friends, the times her
spirit soared over the joy of 2 of her passions, live music and
shopping. After the satisfaction of getting the Sunday Night
Letter out so quickly she was still able to get back to Joe and
have a nice evening to finish off the weekend. Sunday was one of
the few nights they ALWAYS watched some TV together. Joe would
fix fondue for vegetables, shrimp and crab with champagne or
something of the like to reflect their mood as they cuddled and
got sexy in their robes or pajamas. They saw each Sunday as a
mile marker passed on their way to full retirement.
Deneigh on the other hand was spending her Sunday night alone on
the phone with Robben as he began in earnest to convince her that
this job opportunity was the best for them as a couple and he
could not pass it up. She had not rehearsed her ultimatum speech
fully but tonight on the phone he had pressed her into using what
she had. Maybe it was the drunken night of hard sex that pushed
her final buttons as Robben spoke his case to her. She knew she
was lonely and yearned for him to be home with her and provide
the sanctity of “relationship” she so craved. Her role of
“drunken slut” was almost wiped from her memory in the
conversation with the man she truly loved, but the “missing you”
pangs of her inner sexual self reminded her of what she missed if
he were home with her.
“Robben, I can’t play this game anymore. I will NEVER EVER
CONSENT to moving overseas, and I will NEVER, EVER live as your
long distance wife. I am sick of being the long distance
girlfriend or fiancé and I want you home. If coming back to the
city to marry me and live out our lives HERE is not in your
plans, just tell me now so we can end this amicably. I never want
to be your enemy, but I can’t live like this anymore and you
should know that there is no way I’ll move over there. New York
is my home and the plans for the rest of my life are laid out
here. I think I can parlay a partnership at WSGG and I’ve made
that my goal. I love you, but this is a dream I can’t walk away
from.” She said to Robben coldly and solemnly to be sure it held
all of the gravity of her feelings.
The line stayed silent long enough that she wondered if they had
been disconnected and her ultimatum went unheard, but she heard
him exhale deeply.
“Wow, I never expected this Deeny. I thought we were destined
forever. What brought this on?”
“Nothing brought it on Ben, you just haven’t listened whenever
you’ve talked about it. You’ve always said to think it over and
I’ve always told you I didn’t think I could do it. You’ve pressed
me into making my stand now. I don’t want you warming my bed once
a month for a couple days, or even once a week. I want you here
every night.” Deneigh explained, choking back her emotion.
“Deeny, they’ve offered me the position and it will push me into
6 figures, you won’t even have to work. If I turn this down, my
position back there becomes untenable. Don’t you see I did this
for US?”
“I told you from the start not to volunteer and make yourself
that open for change. As soon as you left you know they had to
groom someone for your job here. What did I tell you?” She asked
him in an “I told you so” attitude.
“You said I could cut the deck and go for a few days, but if I
stayed and tried for the job, it was reshuffling. You can’t
unshuffle the deck. You were right, but the opportunity here is
tremendous. How could I turn it down?” He tried to reason with
her.
“Easy, by thinking of me first, but you thought your future was
more important than me, just like I think mine is more important
than you. I guess we’ve been wagging the dog all along in many
ways. It hurts, but maybe we’re better off finding out now.” She
said softening her tone.
With their hard words to each other the relationship came
crashing down around them. Deneigh was hurt but somewhat relieved
to get it over with because she had foreseen the end for a few
weeks now and had futile hopes there was a way to save it. She
knew if he was offered the job, they were done. That domino fell
and only met the others in the line that were already crashing
from the other end, in her mind. Right away she thought about her
other prospects, the few offers for dates she turned down each
week, wondering if a relationship loomed somewhere in that web.
She thought at first to sit and cry and drown the finality of her
relationship with a bottle of wine, but she knew what sort of
mood the wine would put her in. Instead she gathered her thoughts
and went to the street and took a cab to Robben’s apartment. With
no malice in mind she quickly went through and took her personal
things from the bathroom and bedroom. After going through the
CD’s and bookshelf she was satisfied that she had taken what was
hers. Anything she deemed as “theirs”, she left. There was still
a part of her heart to break and she supposed if the break-up was
done face to face she might feel differently than she did now.
She didn’t want to dislike Robben, she had too much joy in the
relationship to do that. Satisfied that the two flat bottomed
Bloomingdales handle bags she left by the door were all she could
call hers from the relationship she went to the dining table
where she knew he would sort his mail everyday. She slipped his
key off her ring and then the diamond off her finger and placed
them on a yellow legal pad he had set out for notes. She picked
up the pen and wrote, “Goodbye, be well with your new life and
please call when you want to talk. Love Always, Deeny.”
Only her family and a few close friends from her childhood still
called her Deeny but Robben had picked it up and liked how cute
it sounded. She smiled as she wrote it but as the elevator
delivered her to the ground floor and she walked to the street to
hail a cab, tears began to form at her eyes. She would truly miss
Robben in many ways, but she was sure of her decision. On Monday
morning life would go on as she set her life’s course towards her
goal.
The message light on her phone was blinking upon her return and
she pressed it to hear a long rambling narrative from Robben
about how she hadn’t given his proposal a chance and he didn’t
want to break up, basically everything they had talked about for
a while now. Although she didn’t want the confrontation, she
decided to call him back and after 4 rings she was turned over to
his answering machine. “I’m sorry,” the computer generated voice
said, “this users message bank is full, please call again later.”
She hung up mad because it was one of the things that bugged her
about him, he didn’t pick-up messages. She wondered if he kept
the same password as his machine stateside. If so, she could
erase the bank, leave a message and leave a page for him to check
messages. Now, she didn’t want to actually talk to him, she
feared getting too emotional and losing track of the words she
wanted to use. She redialed his phone and entered the number
equivalent of DEENY at the tone, 4-5-5-14-25, with the intention
of erasing the bank. When the prompt played to edit, play or
erase messages her curiosity got the best of her and said PLAY.
Her heart broke as she heard a long string of intimate messages
from the same female voice; he was definitely involved with some
one over there. She wanted to get upset, but now the breakup had
become final in every way. She knew she had cheated with one
night stands to satisfy sexual hunger, but he was trying to
deceive her with a whole other love life in the UK. The break up
had become easier now.
If her talks with Selena or her seeking of advice from Selena had
taught her anything, it was that fact was fact. Wishing and
hoping could not change what was cold hard fact. Steel yourself
and move forward through the remains of shattered dreams, tossing
aside self pity and a new hope, a fresh dawn will appear. With
her heart breaking over Robben’s deception and lies, a love lost
as well as the inner security of intimate personal relationship,
she opened her Columbia University Fall Evening Semester Guide to
increase her workload to hasten her goal of partnership with
WSGG. She knew she may never have the full financial savvy of a
Selena or a Slim, but her professionalism, command of word power
and presentation had helped lay the foundation of the new WSGG
from the stodgy old WSG and the think tanks neo-twenty first
century outlook and feel. When she had approached John Branniff
and J Trace Fountain about the future possibility of partnership
they assured her that her vast knowledge of the firm’s direction
would count heavily in her quest. She had become an unseen face
in the recent makeover of the personality of the firm. They both
gave her confidence that her goal was do-able and Selena’s
prodding solidified her aspiration.
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Monday morning faces at WSGG offered no hint of the weekend’s
events nor the inner peace or turmoil behind the facade of “good
morning” smiles. No one knew Deneigh was no longer engaged or in
life distress and that she would spend her lunch hour on the
phone with a guidance counselor at Columbia to increase her class
load. Her game face was as it always was as she greeted each
member of The Six and Slim. Even though Slim came in by himself
there was no guilty smile or give-away whatsoever that they had
used each other for hard core sex stress relief. It truly had
meant nothing to her except a night of no strings pleasure. For
Slim it reminded him of a life-style he was once accustomed to
and tuned in with. Now that reminder left him with a shallow
feeling and a deep yearn in his heart for the relationship he had
built with Shelley.
Slim was convinced that it wasn’t a rebound relationship and
forward it should go. Today was the day he was to call her and
tell her he wanted to go forward or not. He felt certain inside
she would want to do the same. They had tried to reach this point
without any sex at all, but they both gave in to their needs that
gnawed at them like pimply faced teenagers. They had decided
early on that sleeping together would color the relationship too
much, but a night of petting too far over the line helped fine
tune the definition of “sleeping together”. At first it was just
mutual masturbation and then it progressed to helping each other
with the task. A third night in a row of this led Shelley to say
she “couldn’t help herself” and dropped her mouth over the penis
in her hand. After cumming Slim reciprocated leaving both of them
tuned to a pitch that only real intercourse would solve. It was
then they decided to take the break from each other while Slim
went to New York. Either of them visiting for each weekend would
have resulted in long sweaty sessions in bed further clouding
their questions about each other. Now it had been a month when
either of them could test other waters if the situation arose.
Slim gave into the pressures with Deneigh, but he knew it was her
prodding and alcohol that made those decisions. He never really
felt guilty over the tryst because he felt so coerced in the
situation. He was well aware that Saturday morning he missed
Shelley just as much, even though his machismo had been stroked
knowing he had plundered the desirable morsel at the front desk.
It reminded him of a person he didn’t like too much in the long
run, his old self. He still kept the skirt chaser persona, but
now everyone he used it on knew it was a front. He had spent too
many Holidays alone and wondering when he might settle down. Now
he yearned to be corralled.
Although Selena may not have looked any more contented than her
usual self that Monday, she had had a taste of what time alone
with Joe, and time with no constraints with Joe might be like
over the past few days and it made her soar. Now they had
certainly experienced plenty of free days, weeks and even months
where they were each others alone, but this past weekend had a
different flavor to it. Joe was free and easy and quick to drop
his routine just to be the other half of “them”. Their lovemaking
had been spontaneous and playful, yet intense to a point where
their eyes would meet and burn like heat at the other as if they
had plugged into each others electrical pleasure panel. Late
Saturday morning in the confines of the large shower stall she
imagined sparks flew as she offered him her bottom. The stall was
not as big as the spacious glass enclosed unit of their home
upstate, but still this true walk-in shower was the tipping point
in their decision on this New York apartment. The stall was full
of steam and their bodies were dripping when she pulled the towel
from the door bar and laid it on the wet floor as the water still
dripped from the shower head as it waited to be turned back up
again. She lay on the towel face down, her upper torso propped up
on her elbows and forearms as Joe took the lube bottle from the
shampoo rack. Their playing had left her relaxed and easy to
dilate as he squeezed a puddle of the copious gel between her
gorgeous globes. She exhaled deeply as his fingers played and
pulled a bit and let the gel run into her. A moment later she
heard the sticky slick sound of him masturbating his cock with
the same stuff, coating himself. He nudged her legs closer
together as he knelt spread eagle with her body between his legs.
Leaning up on one arm he fit his cock between the cute cheeks of
her bottom and hit his target. As he slid deep within her pain
seared in her loins but it quickly ebbed as he pressed within her
fully and held himself tightly to her. He had, in one
breath-taking stroke, filled her. If the pain of his intrusion
was still there, it was taking a back-seat to the fulfilled
longing of being stretched and filled by her lover. Joe’s body
may have denied him of a few athletic pleasures, but being able
to drop and do a quick 20 push-ups was still in his repertoire.
He wasted no time doing just that as he hovered over her and
plowed her bottom as she tipped her head to catch his eyes as his
stroking was hitting her spot and she was in pleasure free-fall.
That meeting of their eyes is the precise moment that she swore
sparks flew. Her orgasm was just taking her breath away and the
days third deposit of cum for her was just poised to burn up his
shaft. Time stood still and sparks flew leaving an imagined
residue of sulfur in the air as he made a final thrust into her
body and fell onto her, his hips still rutting at her little
hole. His full weight on her and his hands now mashing the tits
she still held off the floor with her arms he was fully encircled
over and around her, as well as deep inside her. This was her
nirvana. If only she could have him in her vagina as well and be
able to taste the juice he had just shot up her bowels. It was
all so surreal, like a being could rise from within her and watch
like a voyeur as he finished his orgasm into her. All sense and
memory left her for that split second. There was no thing in the
universe that meant anything else except that moment. It was so
intense that it was easy to recall and replay “that moment” like
some bizarre snippet of video tape. But she knew the context of
the replay and “bizarre” was hardly the word. It was more like
the running sum of her feelings and every time she rechecked it,
it was a larger number. She knew that their retirement would be
full of those moments and the sum of their love would make them a
trio.
Selena had yet to even close the door of her office yet as she
stood and flashed on the weekend and her vision of her life with
Joe. She smiled to herself as she looked into the mirror to check
her appearance and then stepped into the main room, her heels
clicking in its emptiness, as she strode to the coffee pot for a
cup and biscotti to hold her until lunch. As she turned to go
back to her lair and start her day Charlie Ford came out of the
end office to do precisely what she had.
“Good morning Selena. Just you and I for coffee today?. . . . or
do the rest of the old poops still buzz Deneigh for maid
service.” Charley whispered.
“If she does it for them, she makes them wait until after 9.”
Selena said with a little giggle.
Selena had done her best to get them to stop treating Deneigh as
their maid or secretary. She knew how easy it was to have
affection for each of the gentlemen and want to do things for
them, but her job had long since surpassed secretary. When she
took notes at a policy meeting she followed up with questions to
better understand and be able to word and structure the last
edit. She was learning on the job and her questions were getting
more and more sensitive to company matters that only a person
with inner knowledge would ask. Although upon walking in the
offices she appeared to be a receptionist, only invited or
authorized visitors were allowed in and she usually already knew
the business each person might have. She was strictly a security
gate. Any other duties you might think of as secretarial had
fallen to the title “administrative assistant”. The fact she made
the coffee in the morning was due to the fact she was the first
one there. She opened the building and woke up the main frame and
electronically distributed the email, fax and telex queue as well
as verifying satellite link-ups. She was in no fluff position and
her duties were quite integral to the profitable operation of the
think tank.
Charley Ford got a charge from Selena’s giggle knowing how she
fought to get Deneigh respect in her position. He nodded to her
and touched her arm to lean in and speak.
“The next time we’re all together again I’ll say something. Not
that they don’t hear you, but a reminder from me will be a
different voice. Old habits are . . . well, old habits.” He said
patting her arm again.
“Charley, remember we all agreed her position has changed, even
since I’ve been here. Her ability to supply valuable input has
been shown and she’s busting her butt to go to school and wants
to be a partner. She may not mind being Gunga Din, but if we want
a waitress and a go-fer maybe we should hire one.” Selena said
turning to Charley to make sure she got her point across.
“Selena, I may not seem as passionate about this as you, but I
am. Let me champion this over the next week or so and things will
change. I’ve already told her not to pick up dry cleaning or any
of those things but she hates to say no. They have to respect her
enough not to ask her.” Charley finished, taking a sip from his
coffee and turning toward his office.
Selena clicked in the empty conference hall again on her way back
into her own lair satisfied she made her point. She didn’t want
to buy Deneigh a free ride, but didn’t think she should be
expected to do “front desk mistress” tasks.
She glanced up at stock prices in the middle of her thoughts and
quickly picked up the remote and scrolled back a few lines.
Suddenly her whole train of thought changed and she went into
investigatory mode.
“Damn, Waymart is down. Where did THAT come from? They’re
supposed to announce profits tomorrow.” She thought to herself as
she dug deeper.
She did a NexLex on the last 36 hours on Waymart and saw things
that made her pause and think. A trade agreement was supposed to
expire with the Chinese, but renewal seemed to be a foregone
conclusion, but why the big sell off? WayMart was expected to
announce 16-18 cent profits and stay bullish for the fourth
quarter, the sell off would skew things and cause a little domino
effect. Nobody would be stupid enough to know something and tip
THAT much stock, would they? Selena wondered as she played out
scenarios in her head just as her inter-office phone rang.
“Isn’t the China trade deal on the Presidents desk?” John
Branniff asked without a Hello. “Those goddamned neo-liberals in
the Senate are up to something. One company has saved
unemployment and kept consumer trading on the upswing and those
bastards are trying to monkey wrench it just because they making
money.”
“John, I saw the same things and someone must be really stupid to
think it would go un-noticed.” Selena said as she divided her
attention to the screen flashing stories in front of her.
“Oh Miss Hanson, . . . . . . I’m sooo sorry, I thought I hit
Charley’s line. Excuse my language.” John Branniff apologized,
clearly embarrassed.
“Oh Good Lord, don’t worry about, I don’t have virgin ears. Why
aren’t the Feds all over this? This meets all the insider trading
guidelines.” Selena wondered aloud just as her intercom chimed
and Jay Fountains voice boomed out.
“In the hall ASAP. Miss Myerson tell Mr. Bepour, he’s in the
stacks.”
The doors to the 6 offices opened almost in synch within a few
seconds and Deneigh sped across the room, steno pad and
micro-cassette recorder in hand, through the back door and up the
half-level to “the stacks” where Slim was researching a sale for
one of The Six.
Slim looked up from the cardboard tray of manila folders he was
perusing and smiled when he saw Deneigh move up towards him. His
mind quickly went back to Friday night when he plundered every
one of her orifice and he smiled and winked at her.
“Are you OK, Deneigh?” He asked in a low voice.
“Yes, I’m fine. We’re meeting NOW in the Hall.” She told him and
started to turn away to go there herself, but stopped to speak to
him once again.
“ . . . and never, ever wink at me like that or make a reference
to anything that ever happened between us while we’re inside this
building no matter HOW alone you think we may be. Understand
THAT?” She said low, but forcefully in case he didn’t quite
understand the agreement they made the other night.
She turned on her heel and went right down the stairs into the
Hall and took her spot at the head, just to the right of J Trace
Fountain. Slim watched her ass shift in her skirt and felt a
rumble in his loins that reminded him of the pleasure it gave
him. He had no intention of pursuing her; he just wanted her to
know he thought their moment was special. She wanted it stricken
from the record, and not because she hadn’t enjoyed herself or
was remorseful. It was something that could jeopardize both of
their careers, and it was OVER.
While 5 of the concerns spoke in turn to each other and Deneigh
took notes, Ross Curran stood off to the side on a cell phone
nodding his head before clicking off and turning to the group.
“They just suspended trading on WayMart until this is
straightened out. Todays numbers will be a roller coaster. Do we
all agree to tell our people to NOT DO ANYTHING based on this
mornings numbers. Keep it brief until we know something and how
far it got overseas overnight.”
“By they, you mean the government, right?” Charley asked
“Correct Mr. Ford. Someone who got the inside info was someone
already privy to it and had dealt with it properly. My source is
pretty sure where it came from and if so political heads will
roll. WayMart holds a lot of our economy in its hands and some of
these jackasses fail to realize that if people didn’t want
WayMarts, they wouldn’t shop there.” Ross Curran told him.
“Did he say who?”
“He would tell me if I asked, but I told him not to. The less we
know the better on that count. He did say the President was
furious and has as much of his cabinet at the White House as
protocol will allow. He knows it’s political with mid-terms
coming up in a few weeks.
Everyone in the room sighed either inwardly or out. To have
government agencies jump in to close down trade on a stock was
not unheard of, but for such a widely traded linchpin of the
economy, it was. It was a precedent they would rather have never
seen.
Charles Ford broke the silence of the room.
“Miss Myerson, can you give us a quick overview of what happened
here?”
“You want a re-read of my notes, or a quick draft of our
statement?” She asked.
“No, I want you to tell me in your own words what happened today
with WayMart that brought about this gathering and the hubbub
it’s caused.”
He said looking right at her, but winking to assure her his
intention was good.
With all of the eyes in the room on her she drew a deep breath.
She spent a moment to gather her thoughts, her eyes going around
the room once, and then spoke.
“WayMart is a huge part of the national economy. They import
tremendous amounts of goods from overseas, so much so that they
significantly deepen our trade deficits with out largest trading
partners and actually force some reciprocal commerce. They’ve
forced some of our own manufacturers to streamline profit margins
to stay competitive, a lot of that by slicing off executive fat.
WayMart has so many stores and does so much business in turn,
they are hiring tremendous amounts of unskilled, yet motivated,
workers. The largest part of our nations unemployed, 18 to 36
from homes earning 25 thousand or less has been cut considerably
now to a point where that slice of the unemployed pie is but a
sliver and those households now ramp up to the 40 to 50 thousand
dollar households. Unemployment has shrunk to almost 4% and a
huge percent of the liberal voting base has left that camp.
They’ve discovered that being dependant upon themselves, instead
of the government and its programs that serve as anchors to keep
them down, is a better road to take. To combat this liberals have
blamed WayMart for the demise of small business in small
communities, proclaiming that bigger is bad. They’ve run down
WayMart’s business practices with smear campaign after smear
campaign with no effect on their success. This week they were to
announce larger than ever profits with proclamations of its
overall effect on the economy. With elections coming up some
people didn’t want THAT much good news out there to bolster the
other side. Now it appears that the results of what was supposed
to be a secret investigation of them using illegal workers, union
busting and price fixing has been leaked out and made to appear
more dramatic in numbers because of its size. The results of the
investigation were supposed to be a tap on the shoulder to one of
the mainstays of the economy and be announced with little fanfare
after fiscal year profits declarations. Now using a deep drama
tactic they have made a mountain out of a molehill in an effort
to kick at their underpinnings.”
The room went quiet as if they had seen her just part the sea.
They all knew she was more than just the cupcake who buzzed them
in and prepared all their policy statements for legal to approve.
But who knew she was this much on top of things? When she was
reviewed by the group just a few weeks earlier certain words came
up in each member’s assessment; adaptable, versatile, eloquent
and communicative. Her position had always been filled from a
secretarial pool, as she had been. When they found one person who
stood above the rest they asked the pool for her permanent
assignment. However with Deneigh, they had bought out her
agreement with the pool assigners and had been the front and
center person for almost 3 years now apparently doing her
homework and studying the correspondence that flew in and out
over her desk.
This morning, thanks to Charley Ford’s confidence in her, she
stepped from the shadows for all to see she was NOT a bimbo or
just a pretty face. The partners she had confided in about her
chances of becoming one of them now realized she wasn’t just
blowing the smoke of a star-crossed debutante of the financial
world. She was in this to be a player and although she may never
possess the raw intellect and savvy of Selena or Slim, here was a
person with the yearn to learn with the aptitude and moxie to
position herself for partnership even if it were from a lower
ladder rung. She had just created a position from her desk at the
front of the think-tank.
“Great observations, Miss Myerson.” Ross Curran said, breaking
the poignant silent pause. “The goals you have set for yourself
and discussed amongst us are certainly attainable if you continue
to apply yourself towards them.”
Jay Fountain looked around the room to be sure each face had
absorbed what just he just witnessed and then put the reason for
the meeting back on track.
“So do we prepare a statement for the members putting it all in
perspective?” He asked.
“I think we’re obligated to, but make sure we don’t rip the
liberal establishment too much to show our position as being too
far right.” John Branniff added.
“Why not? Our viewpoint is conservative and the majority of the
country leans that way. The Reagan principles are slipping away
trying to kowtow to the media lefties. This whole thing is a
smear, making something from nothing. Their percentage of
illegals working is less than that at the New York Times in sales
and distribution. If we step forward and brighten our true colors
with principle we may inspire others to do the same.” Selena
piped in.
“Hear, hear!” Jay Fountain said raising his hand in assent to her
idea. Soon all hands were raised with the same exclamation as
Slim and Deneigh watched the process unfold.
“Miss Myerson, I think you know what we’re looking for in a quick
concise statement. Mr. Menard will work with you to be sure it
gets past legal and we can have this on the wire by after lunch
here and with the morning papers on the other coast. Anything
else before we adjourn?” Jay Fountain asked waiting for a
response that never came and they all got up and went back to
their offices except Deneigh and Will Menard.
Deneigh got up from the corner head of the conference table and
moved to a work station adjacent to the long table and reopened
her laptop to show her notes and Will Menard took a rolling
office chair and wheeled it beside her.
“Let me get another keyboard, I feel like a chipmunk trying to
type a letter on this.” Deneigh said as she went to a short oak
topped storage cabinet that served as a place to put the daily
papers and pertinent magazines for quick reference.
She bent a pulled out an ergonomic keyboard to plug into the
laptop. From the corner of her eye she saw Mr. Menard admiring
her ass as she bent. There were times this might bother her, but
this morning a little reminder that she “had the goods” perked
her up. She had just kissed off her fiancé and dream of marriage
and also found out he was a cheating bastard anyway. “His loss,”
She thought, “I even excite old Willy here and he hasn’t gotten
it up in years.” She mused chuckling to herself.
Chapter 61
Shelley McLelligott punched in the private work number of her
friend Selena Hanson as her fingers trembled. Back in Manhattan
Selena saw her private line light up as a soft tone played to
distinguish the tone from inside lines.
“This is Selena.” She answered knowing only a few personal and
business contacts had the number.
“Hi Selena, its Shelley, do you have a sec, or are you tied up?”
“What’s up Shell, you sound distressed.”
“Today is the day Slim and I are supposed to figure if we have a
future. We haven’t seen each other for over a month and I can
tell you I miss him like crazy. I’m so afraid he’s found life is
easier without a commitment, or worse yet, someone else.” Shelley
explained.
“Oh Shelley I don’t think you have to worry, he’s. . . . . . . ”
“SELENA, It’s almost noon and he hasn’t called, and I thought the
phone would ring at 7 or 8 o’clock!” Shelley shot back in alarm.
“Shell, you have to chill out a little. He was HERE by 8 o’clock.
Miss Myerson said he flew in early. Just a minute after she
opened the door he was buzzing for entrance and he was right back
in the stacks working on a project for one of the principles.
He’s under pressure here too Shell. I don’t think there’s much
doubt he’ll be offered a partnership in January, but until he
gets the papers in his hands he’s going to be tentative about it.
It’s what he wants more than anything.” Selena told her to calm
her.
“I’m worried he wants that MORE than ME! It’s probably a more
stabilizing life choice than to get weighed down with a dumpy
middle aged woman.” Shelley said with all of her usual confidence
spent out.
“Shelley, have you ever thought he wants that FOR you? Once he
gets that he’s secure, probably for the rest of his life, and the
door is open for you. When you’ve talked he hasn’t given you any
indication . . . . . . ”
“No, not at all. I guess I’m just being paranoid.” Shelley
admitted.
“And for Gods sake, referring to yourself as a dumpy middle aged
woman, you have to be kidding me. There are 30 year olds who
would give up limbs to have the body you have.”
“Well, now that I think about it, I think I may have done
something stupid. Assuming Slim still wants me, and he wants me
to be with him, I got a job tending bar at The Four Seasons.
Well actually more than tending but. I did all this assuming Slim
will ask me to move in with him down there.”
“Wait, you got a job at The Four Seasons . . . HERE?”
My Joe Johnson wasn’t sticking his nose in yo . . . . .”
“NO! Not at ALL!” Shelley quickly answered anticipating her
accusation.
“I got the job on my own. I did some detective work through their
website and I’ve got experience at an upscale big city
establishment when I worked at the Marriott in Boston. I came
into town and had an interview last week without any of you
knowing.”
“Shell, you didn’t spy on Slim while you were here did you?”
Selena asked in a low voice afraid of the answer.
“Selena, I promise you, I DID NOT! I was only in town for the
interview at ten and I was on a train back home by one o’clock.
They called me just before five to tell me I got the job and I
was home to take the call. But, if he doesn’t want me, I won’t
take the job. I’m not going to stalk him.”
“Only because it’s you Shelley do I believe you. Be true to your
heart as you want someone else to be true to theirs.” Selena told
her.
“I’ll respect his decision if he feels we shouldn’t continue. I
don’t have to like it and it will break my heart. I have fallen
for him totally and if he wants to move on, I think he will be
back eventually. I’ve shown him my love in more than casual
ways.” Shelley quietly admitted.
“Shell, I have to go, it’s busy here. Wait for his call, but
don’t obsess by the phone. You don’t want something to happen for
your happiness irregardless of his. I’ll call you tonight, OK?”
“I understand and I was wrong and rude to call you, but I needed
to talk to somebody.”
“I understand as well. I’ll call you later.” Selena said as she
sent herself a note to her home email and hung up.
Back Upstate Shelley sat by the phone and then decided Selena was
right, obsessing by the phone was not the thing to do. She went
to the bed on the other side of the room and lay down. She had
arranged for the day off to make sure she was there to take his
call. Like 3 other times since midnight after she had paced and
stared at the phone trying to will it to ring, she closed her
eyes and snaked her hand between her legs. She hadn’t masturbated
so much since she was a curious teen, but now it wasn’t curiosity
that fueled her ardor, it was a man; a man she wanted more than
anyone ever. She never thought any man could satisfy her more
than Joe, but Slim set her afire with his fingers and tongue and
now the longing she felt to have his hard cock deep inside her
was testing her. She regretted her lack of will power the night
she gave into her urges and went down on him. Together they had
given in on mutual masturbation, but the presentation of his
straining cock before her literally made her mouth water. Her
urge to taste him was overwhelming and she went for it, thus
giving him the OK to do the same to her. While he twisted to get
his mouth on her sex she held onto the hairy cheeks of his ass
until they were lying on their sides, faces buried in each others
genitals. He came quickly but she never stopped her mouth motions
and soon he was rock hard on her tongue again as he began to
bring her pussy and clit to a feverish vibrating mass. His second
orgasm went right down her throat as she had pulled him deep into
her mouth as she spasmed deeply under his mouths magic.
Now her pussy juiced like never before as she longed for the man
of her dreams. She would give herself in any way to please him,
but she was afraid he may not want that and filled herself with
doubt as her fingers sloshed between the lips of her smooth
vagina.
At WSGG the final draft of their statement to members about
WayMart was being previewed on inter-office email. Selena had
just sent her OK to Deneigh who was waiting to see if there were
any dissentions or edits requested before posting it for
distribution. Selena’s two cups of coffee were just having their
effect on her as she left her office for the ladies lounge. Slim
was just walking by to report on his findings in the stacks when
Selena stopped him.
“Uh . . Slim, you’re planning on calling Shelley today, right?
Don’t tell her I told you, but she is home waiting for your call
and a little over anxious. Whatever you’re going to tell her, do
it soon.” Selena said as quietly as possible.
“Whatever I’m going to tell her? I’m not sure I can last more
than a few more hours without her. I just don’t know how to
remedy our long distance situation.” Slim said, obviously worried
after his last foray into long distance love.
“Well, first chance you have, call her. Let her take a breath and
DO NOT tell her you talked to me. This is against my “don’t stick
your nose in” policy.” She said with a chuckle before pushing the
LADIES door open.
“I understand.” Slim said with a grin.
Slim knocked on the door of Ross Curran and turned the knob
tentatively until he heard a loud “Come!” from the other side.
“Mr. Curran I’ve finished the research you and Mr. Fountain
requested and having it copied and bound in a file folder as we
speak. Miss Myerson and Mr. Branniff have projects in the Xerox
queue as well. Should I have it notarized and a cover letter
prepared?” Slim asked confidently from the doorway.
“Well, yes and a no. Please come in Mr. Beupour.” Ross said
hoping to drop the formality behind his office door.
“Slim this is a standard inquiry from our lawyers who will
represent us as we’ve been summoned as a witness is an insider
trading case. I just need you to tell me that you’ve done a
complete job and that in familiarizing yourself with the
monitoring of the transactions involved you didn’t see anything
unusual.” Ross said raising an eyebrow to be sure he accented the
importance of the inquiry.
“I’m familiar with the case and I figured out right away what the
reason for the request was as it all unfolded. Our findings and
notice to our subscribers was just good detective work. There is
a timeline they will want to use on the case, but our suggestion
to sell is clearly way ahead of the insiders sell. Energy futures
were getting a big sell with no real product behind them. It
mirrored the Anron scam with bad money propping up good. We saw
it early when things didn’t add up on some of their old deals and
no actual cash was changing hands. We’re fortunate that there are
little investors who are just financial fans that subscribe. They
were the fuse we saw burning. We are clean as a whistle on this
and if we get to testify it’s going to be like an ad for our
services. Anyone who heeded our warnings had plenty of time to
get out before they froze trading and the empty house collapsed.”
Slim said pounding his index finger to his palm as he made
points.
“It’s quite possible we caused the fold with so many middle scale
investors pulling their money back. I think we kicked a leg out
of the wobbly table, for sure. That all started when a Premier
Member asked for a one on one consult that ended up as a
conference call with Selena, Jay Fountain and I. Jay smelled the
rotting fish right away just as the member did and patched Selena
in. She was still getting her legs but saw what was happening and
pulled me in. It was a real tour de force for us. This is why I
think WE SHOULD schedule one on ones to pick the brains of our
subscribers from time to time, maybe get a different view of
things.” Ross said with a confidant smile.
The ringing of Ross Curran’s phone led to the end of their
conversation but Slim felt a wave of personal satisfaction rush
over him. He felt he was dealing with people on his level of
financial prowess for the first time in his life and he was going
to be a partner soon. He glanced at his watch and knew he was way
overdue in calling Shelley and dashed to what would become HIS
office to make the call. Nagging doubts about making the
investment and fitting in seemed to dissolve in the last few
hours. Knowing he would hold one of the keys to the future
success of WSGG, and knowing the WHO of the other partners made
his personal stock in himself soar.
Dialing the phone to Shelley held a bit of trepidation as he knew
he had to look out for his own mental well being. His last
experience of commitment with the opposite sex had torn him apart
both mentally and physically and he was sure that he never wanted
to go through that again. He wanted Shelley as much as she wanted
him, BUT, knowing that love is trust and trust is love he hated
to offer one caveat with his commitment to her. She would have to
situate herself close by. He could not suffer the mental anguish
of a long distance relationship. Commuting downstate every day
was certainly do-able for him, but when he became a partner he
would have to be readily available.
“Hello?” Shelley answered before the phone could ring a second
time.
“Hi Angel, I’m sorry I didn’t call you earlier, but I was really
tied up.”
“I understand. Listen before you say anything I want to go first
and tell you something I’ve been dying to say each time we talked
since you’ve been there.
I’ve fallen in love with you Slim and being away from you has
just made those feelings more intense. If you’ve decided that a
relationship is too much to add to your life, I want you to know
that I’ll wait for you until you’re ready.” Shelley said in an
excited voice, hating herself already for not saying the exact
words she planned when she rehearsed her spiel.
“Shelley, I feel pretty much the same way, but I have to ask you
to do one thing to make this all work like it plays in my mind.
How would you feel about moving down here with me? I trust you
not to hurt me, but I need the security of you here with me. I
know this isn’t the long distance relationship I had before, but
I need to hold and touch you. I know the old saying is “absence
makes the heart grow fonder”, but in my case it will make me
weary. I’ve spent a lot of my life as a run-around, flashing my
cash and good looks instead of looking into someone’s heart. I’m
not that shallow anymore. You’re all I need and want to live out
the second half of my life. Be with me and I’ll be with you and I
think we’ll find a lot of happiness.” Slim said pouring out his
heart even more so than he planned.
Slim only heard crying on the other end of the phone as Shelley’s
emotions ran over. Instead of trying to soothe her he waited for
her next reaction.
“You have such a good heart Slim and you’re proving to be the man
the man I hoped you were as I lived here away from you all these
lonely nights. Your words tell me that you doubted yourself and
tried to find contentment without me, and that’s OK. It saddens
me, but I think your heart of hearts needed to prove something to
itself.” Shelley said as her tears subsided.
“You stole my next words. I guess I didn’t know I gave myself
away. I was a bad boy once but the circum . . . . “ He started.
“Please Slim, no explanations. I understand and forgive you even
though I have no real right to hold you accountable for these
last weeks. What’s important is us, and YES, I will come and be
with you. I’ve already asked for a 6 month leave of absence from
work here and I’ve agreed to a job down there. I’m going to tend
bar at The Four Seasons until I can find something in the
financial world. I can handle myself quite well in that situation
and we can both feel safe in that.”
“You, . . you were THAT sure of us?” Slim said, almost stupefied.
“Yes, I was. I’ve never been so sure of anything in my life. For
the first time since my sister died I feel whole again. Slim, I
love you.” She said with tears starting again.
“I love you too. How soon can you be here?” He asked impatiently.
“I need a day or two to close up the house, decide what I’m
bringing and what to leave behind. I need a caretaker, . . . Oh
God there’s so much, but I start at 3 on Friday and . . .I’ll
tell you details later. Let me get started here. I wish I was
there to give you a big kiss and a whole lot more. Call me as
soon as you get home from work.
“I will. God, I want to run out in the streets shouting how much
I love you. A few months ago I would have bet I never would fall
in love again.” Slim bubbled.
“Not to poke a hole in our balloon, but my coming to New York and
living with you is to make sure this is all real. I obviously
feel pretty sure; I’ve never lived with a man I wasn’t married
to. I never thought I would go back to tending bar, but for you I
can do it, and this situation is great, The Four Seasons, and
I’ll end up bar manager like I was before. It’s not a hangers-on
or pick-up bar. But once I get settled in the city I might like
to find a financial job, but let’s not get ahead of ourselves.”
Shelley warned him. “If by the end of your temporary lease all is
well we’ll look for a place to call ours.”
“Shelley, I love you. Umm . . . I have to get back to work.
Thanks you for understanding everything and making me so happy.
I’ll talk to you tonight.” Slim said knowing he had been away
from the job too long.
It was hard to wipe the smile from Slims face for the rest of the
day. He wanted to bubble over and tell the world, but the first
people he wanted to discuss it with was Joe and Selena together.
He would keep mum on it all, although he knew he would tell
Deneigh on their walk home.
“Oh my God,” he thought. “The walk home! How uncomfortable was
THAT going to be? They had said they would act as if nothing
happened, but . . “
Slim decided to let the day pass and when quitting time came he
would see how it played out. With the exception of a short
meeting with the whole group updating them on what he had found
in the stacks for the legal case, it was an uneventful day after
the WayMart discussions and general message to the subscribers.
Slim had taken a lot of notes from his observations on the
financial news lines and the tickers available to him. Every few
days he would sit with one of the partners and review things he
saw and noted to give each of them a picture of what he saw and
what he looked for in the numbers as the numbers geeks picked
each others brains.
As 4:45 rolled around and he was packing his briefcase Deneigh’s
heels clicked in the big room as she made her last rounds turning
off the coffee maker and locking each office before powering down
the main frame and up-links.
“Slim you’re walking me tonight, right. Nothing planned?” She
asked as she passed by.
“Yup, all set. Nothing planned. I’ll meet you in the front.” He
answered as he usually did glad that nothing had changed.
He would take his brief and go out front and wait for her to lock
up. When he saw her through the window slipping out of her heels
and putting on walking flats he knew it was only seconds before
the door opened and she was out.
She smiled at him as she came down the steps and they began their
brisk walk to their apartments. They made small talk as usual but
when they came to a particularly busy corner with a traffic jam
caused by a VIP motorcade she took him aside beside a phone
kiosk.
“As long as we have to wait, let me get something off my chest.
We got pretty drunk the other night and I make no secret about
the fact we got pretty naughty together. I’m fully aware of
everything that went on and I wanted everything to happen. Don’t
think for a second that you took advantage of me or that I don’t
remember anything. I remember it all and it was absolutely
incredible sex. It went further than I intended but I’m not sorry
for anything, but like we discussed we have to be sure that “it
never happened”. I want to be sure we’re clear with that. As good
as it was it was stupid to be with a co-worker.”
“Deneigh, don’t worry. It never happened for sure. No remorse or
anything here. If anything, it made me miss my girlfriend even
more and made a decision we had to make that much easier. She’s
coming to New York to live with me. We had a cooling off period
to be sure all was right. She knows I had a fling but not with
who and that’s always a secret. “It never happened” is something
I’m familiar with when I was a male trollop trying to bed down
most of my co-workers and clients. I don’t like the person I used
to be then and the other night reminded me of that. I feel bad
for the people we’re involved with but I think we can put this
aside and get on with our relationships.” Slim said agreeing with
Deneigh’s view.
“I don’t have a relationship any more, Slim.” She said with an
obvious lump in her throat. “What happened the other night has
nothing to do with it, but he gave me an ultimatum of sorts to
move overseas which I just can’t do, and I found he was cheating.
Not that I’m any better, but he has a full fledged relationship
with someone. I’d rather not talk about it right now but let’s
say in the end it will make my life better.”
Deneigh finished her words with Slim and wanted to move along
before the lump in her throat turned to tears. It was now clear
to cross the street and she grabbed Slims arm and the two of them
continued their walk home. They remained wordless until they got
to Slims door.
“I can walk you the last few blocks if you like.” Slim offered.
“No, you’ve been sweet to listen to me and a comfort in more ways
than you know. That good hot fuck the other night centered me,
believe it or not. Some day when I become a partner that thought
will become an occasional wink from across the board table. I’ll
remember it as the starting point of a new life with new goals.”
She said resisting the urge to hug him, but instead kissed him on
the cheek and swiftly walked away towards her apartment building.
He watched her walk up the block and thought that if it were
another time and he were 10 or 15 years younger she would be a
definite interest to him. But, he already ached to speak with
Shelley again and quickly headed up to his apartment to call her.
Deneigh fought off the urge to cry because the last thing she
needed was a pity party hosted by herself for herself. As soon as
she walked into her apartment she got on the phone to a guidance
counselor for evening classes at Columbia and began to map out a
strategy to get the partnership she wanted. Once she showed how
serious she was about her future at WSGG and put out the grades
to bear out her intent, she could be reimbursed for her schooling
by the company. That would require signing a commitment deal and
that would further cement her to the city where she wanted to
remain. Although any of the partners would be happy to mentor her
through, she looked up especially to Selena. She hoped she might
groom her to slip into her seat at the tank when her commitment
ended. She decided her quest would start in earnest that night.
Slim was flopped on his bed with the phone glued to his ear like
a curious cheerleader taking a call from the football team
captain. He was giddy talking to an equally giddy Shelley.
Although sex wasn’t his sole interest in Shelley, right now he
could think of little else, and she felt no different.
“I’m thinking about the night I had you in my mouth. You were so
delicious, strong and firm, I loved making you happy that way.
Your juice was bitter but so satisfying knowing it came from you.
Then when your mouth put out my fires I still yearned to feel you
deep inside me. Now I want that more than ever. I want you to
fill me everywhere. Take all of my . . . . . . ” Shelley began to
say.
“Please stop, Shelley! I don’t want to jerk off here on the phone
with you. I want you to be here with me.” Slim pleaded.
“It’s what I want too, but I don’t know if I can wait that long
for release.” She said frantically.
“Let’s do it for each other then. I need to do a penance for you
even though my sin assured me that I was ready for this
relationship with you.”
“Slim, my love, you owe me nothing but to love me. But if waiting
will mean something to you, we can do that. Just know how badly I
want you.” Shelley pined.
“Listen to us, we’re like a couple teenagers and in reality we
both have a few too many trips around the block.” Slim said
trying to put things into perspective.
“Slim, making love to you will be special and still be a first
time. No matter how many people we’ve been with, when we make
love it will be ours and remain special forever. I hope I’ve been
special already, because what we’ve had so far was very special
for me; sort of magic and spontaneous, if you will. What I did
for you is something I haven’t done with every man I’ve been
with, especially the end.” She said nervously.
“Oh God, you HAVE been special. That was beautiful and loving;
just watching your devotion made me want you the same way. PLEASE
let’s change the subject so you can settle things and get down
here as fast as you can. Otherwise I’m going to be walking around
New York with a tent in the front of my pants.” Slim said getting
exasperated at his condition.
“I’m sorry, hotpants! I’m pretty juicy here too, you know. I’ll
start making the arrangements here I have to make and I’ll be
there as soon as I can. Slim, I love you and look forward to
being with you. It’s not just the physical stuff I crave with
you, it’s you letting me be me and having someone special to
laugh and talk with.” Shelley said trying to wind down the
conversation.
“You know I feel the same way, Shell. You do what you have to do
to get here. I’ll call you during the day tomorrow. Goodnight my
love!” He whispered and hung up.
Slim picked the receiver right back up and punched in Joe and
Selena’s number. Selena had been home for just a few minutes and
had slipped into a small t-shirt top and jockey shorts. She was
just going to slip into her fluffy terry robe and stretch out on
the love seat to wait for Joe when the phone rang.
“Hi Selena, is Joe around? Or better yet, could I pick up dinner
and drop over, or do you have plans?” Slim asked hoping he could
talk with the two of them.
“Joe is over at the Ridley’s on MaryMount Place and was going to
get a half platter from the Carnegie. We’ll have plenty, stop
over.” She rattled off quickly wanting to just lay out and un
wind for a moment.
“Are you sure there’s enough?”
“A full platter serves 10 so I think there’s enough. We use the
leftovers to pick at during the week and make chef’s salads. Just
come over.” Selena said curtly just wanting to hang up and crash.
“Are you SURE you’re OK with my stopping by?” Slim checked back
detecting her abruptness.
“Slim, if I can’t hang up and lay back to let the tension of the
day run out you won’t WANT to come over!” She said frankly.
“You’re so sweet!” He said with a sarcastic chuckle that told her
he understood as he hung up.
Selena did just as she said, dropping the phone and melting back
into the love seat. She focused on a point in the concrete and
brick horizon and just turned her mind off as she let loose of
work thoughts and focused on the week coming up trying to be sure
they could get upstate for a couple days to sleep in her real
bed, cook in her real kitchen and see her parents and friends.
They hadn’t seen Lucy and Jeromy for a good long while and wanted
them to spend a weekend Christmas shopping together in New York.
Besides they had said they wouldn’t be able to get to either of
their “homes” for Christmas and wanted to invite them to share in
their own festivities.
She zoned in on Lucy and how absolutely close she felt to her as
they had shared curious intimacies and forbidden sexual moments
when she was weak, but that was behind her. She considered Lucy
her sister and as close to her as any sister might be. Jeromy had
proven to be a centering factor for her and loved him for how he
loved and treated Lucy. She was his queen and in the private
words sisters shared she knew he fulfilled her every intimate
desire and more. Any confusion about her sexuality had been
solved by Jer and Lucy was a better person for it all.
“Hello? Space cadet!” Joe said as her waved a hand in front of
Selena’s fixed eyes.
“Wha….? Oh God, I’m sorry Joe I never heard you come in. I was in
a trance.” She said as she rolled back flat on the love seat from
her stare out into oblivion.
“I was letting the wrinkles of the day smooth out in my brain and
I guess I sort of zoned.”
“Zoned? I was going to call 911. I called out your name and came
in and put the platter away thinking you weren’t home yet and I
find you laying her like a corpse. I stood right here and spoke
to you and you didn’t move!”
“I was zoned out on Lucy. We haven’t talked in a few weeks and we
haven’t seen her in a while. I’m hoping we can get home this
weekend.” Selena said with a sigh as she put her arms out to
invite Joe to bend and hug her.
Joe started to bend and then went down on one knee and locked his
lips with hers for a long kiss. He parted lips and whispered,
“Don’t worry, we’ll get you home this weekend. I was thinking to
leave Friday night and wake up home Saturday. If nothing big is
going on you can do the Sunday Night Letter by Net Meeting and
drive in Monday morning.”
“Hmm, with Slim there he can help with the composition, if there
is any, if I’m linked in. As long as it’s quiet, Ross will give
me the OK. I’ll put the bug in his ear tomorrow.” She said in a
low voice as they held their faces close together.
Joe slid his hands under her splayed open robe and around her
back as he hugged her close and kissed her deeply again, sliding
their tongues in and out of each others mouths.
Selena pulled back a bit to end the kiss and whispered, “Get
inside me. Make love to me. Right here, OK?”
Joe pulled back a bit and she reached for his belt and pulled the
tab as Joe reached down to undo it himself. His actions were his
answer to her plea as he undid his pants and lowered them
exposing his filling brief as he hardened from the kiss, her
warmth and her request.
Selena drew her knees up and reached between her legs to pull
aside her loose fitting jockeys as Joe knelt between her legs on
the love seat. As he leaned forward she reached and took his cock
in her hands and ran one hand around it stroked to the tip
followed by the other and repeated the ministration.
“Mmmmm, somebody’s happy to see me.” She said as she fit the head
between her pussy lips and Joe slid into her.
“Uhnnnn Goddddd” They said in unison as he filled her and her
warmth enveloped him.
Her eyes moistened in emotion as her arms went to his shirted
biceps.
“I love you Joseph. You feel so good inside me. Fuck me?”
Joe needed no goading or encouragement to fulfill her request as
he began a gentle but steady stroking of his cock in her pussy
while whispering his devotion to her. Her eyes rolled back
quickly as orgasm gripped her, she gripping his arms ever
tighter.
“Oh God Joey I needed thisssssssss…..” She moaned as the first
jolts of her pleasure wracked through her loins.
Joe became ever more excited as he pleased his Selena and quickly
was satisfying her request and his own sudden need for her. The
slaps of their sex meeting clapped in the room as her ass bounced
on the love seat and her arms flew around his neck to hold on as
her big spasms ran through her like a railroad train. The deep
squeal from her open mouth was all he had to hear to peak his own
pleasure as he felt his cum rise and he slammed it home.
“Urghhh, Urghhh, ugh,ugh,ugh” He grunted as he pumped her full of
his load.
Grips loosened on each other and breathing returned to normal as
Joe melted into Selena and the loveseat.
“Oooooo I love you Joey. You make me so happy and that was
especially passionate. I like spontaneous love., BUT, we better
clean up. Slim is on his way over. He’s going to eat with us.”
She whispered in his ear that rested on her shoulder.
“You’re kidding me you naughty little minx. He’s going to know
the just fucked look on our faces.”
“He’s going to smell the just fucked smell if you don’t let me up
to clean up and get dressed a bit.” She giggled back as he pulled
himself back to a sitting position and watched her pull her
jockeys back over her pussy to catch the cream pie that was
leaking from her lips.
Joe laughed at her comment and got up and went to the bathroom to
clean up his own self as Selena held her crotch and headed for
the bidet to clean up and get dressed.
Joe had just got himself back into his pants after a quick wet
wipe when the buzzer rang. He went to the intercom to hear the
doorman say “A Slim Beepo to visit Mr. Johnson.”
”Please.” Was all Joe said and the doorman released the elevator
for Slim. Selena was just unpacking the half-platter as Slim came
through the door.
She yelled a hello as he and Joe were shaking hands. Selena was
putting Jewish Rye, roast beef, turkey and cheeses onto a plate
before spooning out potato salad, coleslaw and a few containers
of mustard and dressing.
“Wow, it smells like a deli already in here, do you have
half-sours as well?”
“We do, and don’t expect anything fancy tonight. We won’t set a
table. Throw together a plate and we’ll talk at the table if you
like.”
Joe played the part of native New Yorker showing Slim how to
build a real New York deli combo, finally doing the slicing and
presentation for him.
“I can see that the quote – authentic – unquote NEW YORK DELI’S
in the CBD in London city are nothing like you have here. I mean,
I’ve eaten New York Deli before, but I can smell the special
smells you can just get here with the right combo of bread, meat
and salads.” Slim said as he sat at the breakfast table in the
kitchen and twisted the cap off the beer Joe had handed him.
As the 3 of them dug into their sandwiches Slim paused and made
his announcement.
“Well, we’ve made the first step. Shelley is coming to the city
to live with me. We’ve committed to try to make a serious
relationship of this. I’m worried we’ve done something in an
awful hurry and that she’s committed way too much of her life to
me, but all in all it feels good. She even has a job, which I’m
not too enthralled about, but it shows she is serious and doesn’t
plan on living off of me. She wants to take care of herself.”
Slim said throwing the facts out for discussion.
“Well Slim, the two of you aren’t exactly 19 and jumping off the
bridge together. You’re both mature people who’ve been around the
block more than once. I mean, you’re both a tad younger than me,
but your ages together are a lot more than Essy and I. Dropping
some of the wooing and courting formalities should give you both
a chance to grow together and see if roots take place. Shelley is
a smart woman who rarely does anything compulsive, but even if
she does she sticks with her decision. Where is she going to
work?” Joe said instantly offering his approval.
“She’s going to tend bar and be assistant bar manager at The Four
Seasons and probably take over when this current fellow retires
in February.”
“Oh yes, Frederic. He and his wife are retiring to Toronto, where
they’re both from. He and Shell would work well together,
especially if she picks up his lead. That bar is a high class
operation without being snooty. People don’t hang out there or go
there to pick up women, uh. . . not that one hasn’t ever been
picked up there. But it’s mostly a jumping off point for business
deals or nights on the New York town, you know theatre and the
like.” Joe told him filling him in.
“I won’t have to worry about men hitting on her all night?” Slim
said letting his true feelings hang out the window right away.
“Number one, it’s not that kind of place. Number two, Shelley is
way too smart for that. She can tell the shell game from the real
deal. I met her when she tended bar and until we were actually
considered a couple I never was allowed to leave with her, always
meeting at a public place away from work. When I did hang at the
bar to see her we talked a LOT of baseball but when it got busy
she ignored me and wouldn’t let a half full glass sit in front of
me. I was either a customer, or I left. Let’s face it, a lot of
guys want to look at her, she has a great body and those boobs
are out here. She uses them to her advantage, but she never looks
or acts cheap, very sexy, but not cheap or easy. She is the real
deal. She learned the hard way, but she won’t be taken in. You
can trust her, and you can trust the place. The employees there
look out for each other AND I can assure you that when she leaves
at night, or whatever time she leaves, she will go out in street
clothes and from a door or exit where no one would lay waiting
for her.” Joe explained.
“That’s what I’m worried about. I’ve let so many scenarios run
through my head since she told me. I………” Slim started to say
before Joe interrupted.
“I can guarantee you she would always leave through the back of
the bar, be in street clothes and go up in an elevator to exit
from another floor. I’ve played cards with Frederic and half the
regular employees there for years and I know some of the inner
workings. Plus I know Shelley.” Joe assured him.
“I’m afraid of some guy hitting on her and waiting for her to
leave.” Slim said with a worry in his voice.
“Slim, let me tell you again, she would exit through the well of
the bar into a hallway that connects to the office and kitchen.
She would change and go up and out through the promenade on the
second floor or have her car or cab waiting out front.” Joe
insisted before Selena piped in.
“Slim, we’ve lived at The Seasons for extended periods and I can
tell you that they are very strict about employees and their
image and safety. Our closest friend is a bellman and Assistant
Concierge there and he HAS to call us Mr. Johnson or Miss Hanson
on the open floor nor show us undo favor over other patrons. He
only lives a few blocks away and can’t run home in his uniform,
unless he wears something over it. She won’t have a problem.” She
said further soothing his worry.
Slim nodded to both of them and tore into his sandwich and filled
his fork with cole slaw, chowing down the deli delights and
swigging his beer before taking a short breather, resting his
fists on his thighs and looking sheepishly at both of them before
blurting out, “We haven’t slept together yet and I feel like a
dopey kid!”
“Slim, she has really got you reeling doesn’t she? I think it’s
so cute that you’ve nurtured this relationship this way. Don’t be
embarrassed you haven’t had sex, or even nervous. It’s not like
either of you know something about sex the other doesn’t. Relax
and when it happens it will be special.” Joe said chuckling to
himself.
“Slim, Joe’s right, but the reason you feel this way is that you
really care for her and you want to be sure you please her. I’m
sure you never had a complaint before, just let things happen and
stop worrying about it. It’s mans basic instinct.” Selena assured
him.
“You know I used to be so shallow that I used to keep a count of
the birds I bagged and when I told number 200 that she was 200
she didn’t quite feel as special about it as I did. She ripped
every fiber of my male ego away from me and told me that if and
when I ever fell in love I would never make my mate happy because
of constant longing for more variety. I never believed that until
I got burned on my engagement. She went looking around for more
because I didn’t try hard enough to satisfy her.” Slim said
breaking down like a guilty man on the witness stand.
“Slim, that was HER fault, not yours. The mistake you both made
was to think that a long distance relationship would work. The
only way they work is when you’ve answered all the questions
about each other, and you two never had the right amount of time
for that. Your heart was into it and hers wasn’t. Don’t let the
bruises from that experience do anything to hurt what you two
have; stop beating yourself up.” Joe said with the fire of a
father teaching a verbal lesson.
Selena got up from her chair and went to Slims back and put her
hands on his shoulders. “Slim, do you think for a moment that
Shelley doesn’t feel the same way, have the same doubts and
fears? Relish in the fact you feel like dopey kids and you
explore the ways to make each other happy. That’s what a
relationship is.”
Than after a long pause she stepped to his side and he looked up
like he thought she was going to kiss his cheek or show some
other sign of affection but she gave him a light slap instead.
“TWO HUNDRED! You naughty, naughty man. If I ever hear you refer
to any woman as a whore or a slut I’ll be there to remind you
what a whore or slut is, and you are the male equivalent!” She
said in mock anger with enough of a serious tone that he took her
at her word.
Then she looked up to Joe. “And Joseph Johnson, if you ever even
begin to tell me about a tally or a number of conquests you may
have kept track of, I’ll have your ass in a sling.”
Actually, Joe had talked with her about the fact he had been with
a number of women, but never put a number to it. Joe had spent a
number of years in real relationships when he wasn’t running
around, but still there were a good number of curious young
ladies from The Corner Store.
From the time her glare turned to him he had been waving his
hands out in from of him saying “No mas, no mas” knowing it would
be a sore subject and not one he wanted any part of.
“Come on Selena, you’ve got him now, what difference does the
past make?” Slim said with a little grin glad the spotlight came
off him.
“When I think of another woman with him it makes me hurt and I
can’t help it. I’ve kept count of the men I’ve been with , TWO! .
. . and one was a mistake. Our love is a sacred thing and I don’t
like the fact it’s been shared!” She said with a crack in her
voice that told Slim he should change the subject.
“Well I wanted the two of you to be the first to know about us.
Thank you for introducing us and thinking we might click. Moving
in together may expose things about each other we don’t like, but
I think we have to give this a try. I’ve never felt such a deep
affection for anyone like her to a point where I feel so kindred.
I was so paranoid about her job and now I even feel pretty good
about that. She wants to get something in finance eventually, but
this will be a great holdover for her.”
“You know Slim, she won’t be making eight bucks an hour slinging
beer there. If she ascends to Frederic’s position as the bar
manager she can make well into 6 figures. She’ll have 10 or 15
people working for her and run the bars at catered affairs as
well. As you get into the spring and summer months she might not
be in the bar per se at all. I’ll bet they advertised nationally
for the position and must have gotten a hell of a reference from
Marriott Long Wharf. She’s a very organized person.” Joe informed
him.
From their impromptu little get together Slim took away a deeper
understanding of what Shelley’s job might be as well as what he
hoped would be a snapshot of what a loving relationship might be.
Even with the small confrontation it was obvious that the two of
them were eternally devoted to each other and love abounded.
As the cab he summoned to bring Slim back to his apartment was
depositing him at his door, Joe was lying flat on his back on the
hardwood floor of the dining area of the townhouse-apartment. He
was doing his nightly stretching exercises for his neck and back
as Selena put the few dishes they had dirtied into the
dishwasher. As he finished his stretching reps she would spot him
to be sure he got proper resistance for strengthening. After
making sure the backs of his calves stayed flat as he raised his
back from the floor she moved to do the same for his shoulders
for leg lifts. Joe was a bit weary from the day and longed to
finish and get to sleep. His eyes were closed as he strained
against his own muscles and her spot resistance. As he waited for
the pressure on his shoulders he heard a rustle of clothing and
felt her feet slide in on either side of him. Before he could say
a word he opened his eyes to see her pussy lowering to his face
as she squat over him before falling forward to all fours over
him.
“You may have been with lots of other women, but there’s only one
who’ll ever feed you her pussy like this for the rest of your
life. I may act like a jealous jackass sometimes but I know where
you’ll always be and I can trust you. Know that if for a second I
thought I couldn’t trust you one of us would be on the other side
of the door. I do NOT doubt you for one second!” She purred as
she fit her pussy over his mouth.
Joe was stunned and surprised by her uncharacteristic
interruption of his exercises, but not so much that his tongue
didn’t instinctively lash out and lick the fruit before him. He
hated when she acted jealous because she had to know every fiber
of his being was devoted to her but her action here reaffirmed
she knew and she was sorry.
He dug his tongue deep in her groove and he reached under the now
ballooned out top she wore to hold her round breasts in his
hands. She shivered and quaked as she could barely stand the
attention she brought upon herself. She wanted to get at his
cock, but her pleasure pangs prevented her from moving just yet.
Between the tongue on her clit and the fingers rolling her
nipples the electricity was being short circuited as she
struggled just to breathe normally. His lips sucked hard and
tongue dug deep into her as it glided over her clit and in mere
seconds she was about to writhe in orgasm, but the fingers on her
nipples were more than she could withstand and she lowered her
upper torso to his stomach to thwart him. Her head fell just
beside where his rising cock laid, her nose brushing its side.
She sucked in a deep breath and her nostrils flared with his
man-scent as well as a bit of the stale cum from earlier. She
wanted his cock in her mouth but what he was doing to her pussy
only allowed her to freeze and quiver where she laid. She had
wanted to show him she knew she was petty earlier with her
assumptions. She didn’t know why her orgasms were so intense from
his attentions, all she knew was that she was being swept into
rapture and she couldn’t move until it ebbed away, but he was
still applying the fuel of his tongue.
Joe slid his hands up her sides until the womanly halves of her
ass filled them as he lapped at her leaky pussy. She was
cognizant of little else but her pleasure and its increasing
tenor as his mouth played her like an instrument but as he held
her ass she flashed on what would happen if he were to push a
finger in her pussy or her little asshole , OR BOTH! That thought
might have traveled by telepathy as his left hand slid into her
crease and his index finger slid up her hiney, as she called it
and his thumb into her pussy.
With little warning her g-spot filled its sponge-like reservoir
and exploded onto Joe’s face and chest just a second before she
rolled hard onto one shoulder and off of the mount she had on his
face.
“EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeGODDDDDDDD!” She whooped
as her hands went to her center and held her pussy as she
squirmed on the cool hardwood floor next to the shocked and
chuckling Joe.
“LORDY, did YOU make a mess of me and the floor, you little
hornball.” He laughed as he watched her writhe.
She turned her face to him, her lower lip still quivering but
turning up to a grin as she came around to reality.
“What did you do to me? I was frozen and stuck in a long cum.
When you went inside me I just blew. My clit felt like a
basketball exploding.” She whispered excitedly as she finally
took a deep breath and pulled herself to him, laying her head on
his stomach.
He responded by just stroking her blonde tresses before he
squirmed a bit.
“I have to get off this floor before my back stiffens. That
wasn’t exactly a recommended stretch, but I could do it again
anytime, heh, heh.” He said as she rolled to a sitting position
on the floor and he went to his knees and then to his feet and
then offered her his hand to help her up.
“No, I think I’ll stay down here for a few minutes. I need to
take care of something in those lounge pants of yours. I could
feel him and smell him next to my face while you ate me.” She
cooed as her hand went to his crotch and massaged the length of
the still hardened manhood that now ached for her mouth.
Although he had her many times this way the image of her hungry
mouth and adoring eyes as her petite little fingers set him free
was enough foreplay to rush him to the final act of this sex
play.
Yes, he had been with a lot of women in his life, maybe even the
200 plus that Slim claimed. However many times he felt that he
had found true love in that bevy of willing partners nothing
compared to how he felt about Selena, and she him. They were each
as uniquely prepared to make love to each other as they were to
lay down their life for each other if the situation presented
itself. Right now as his heart raced and the now potent life
giving seed of his being was about to rush from he to she, he
knew he could not love any other more at any time, in any life.
Chapter 62
Lucy Bonacre was half asleep and half awake. She was in a state
of post sexual stupor lying on her stomach at the edge of her bed
looking blankly out the window as Jeromy’s breathing began to
return to normal in her ear. He was half draped over her, his
cock lying on the back of the right thigh of her scissored legs.
The buzz in her ear told her Jerr had dozed off after their early
morning romp. She was half awake, half in dreamland thinking
about Selena. They hadn’t seen each other in a long while and she
truly missed the woman she considered, as Selena did too, her
sister.
Although she hated herself at times for doing it, she couldn’t
help but relive the time she had kissed Selena on her pussy, or
of the time she had taken advantage of her by wearing a strap-on
penis and screwing her drunken friend and made her believe it was
all a fantasy. They may have been forbidden moments that she was
even ashamed of now, but they were two of the things that helped
cement their relationship to the special level it was now. She no
longer was inquisitive about her sexuality, nor had doubts that
she was a straight woman. She also knew those special moments
with Selena had become the communion of their friendship. She saw
the passion Selena had for her well-being when she tracked down
her rapist and stopped him cold and made sure he paid. She felt
guilt but no remorse over their lusty afternoon of closure. It
just made their love and friendship deeper. They were the sisters
they each never had.
She pulled herself out from under Jeromy’s drape and went to
their living room and checked clock on the fireplace mantel. It
was 8:45, Selena must be at work!
Lucy went to the phone and dialed her private number.
“How’s my little sister?” Lucy asked with a mischievous chuckle
when Selena picked up.
“I’ll accept younger, but not little.” Selena replied
straightforward, before busting out a laugh.
“God, I’ve missed you so much this morning I caught myself zoning
out thinking about you. When are you coming back home again?”
Lucy asked anxiously.
“Funny you say that, I was zoned on you last night, thinking the
same thing. If all goes well, Joe and I are driving up Friday
night. You’re going to be around this weekend, right?” Selena
wondered.
“Yes, yes, yes. We HAVE to go shopping and go to lunch, just me
and you on Saturday.” Lucy said excitedly.
“That sounds like a plan. Then we meet the boys back at our place
with lots of wine and good food?” Selena asked like an excited
high-schooler.
“Listen to us!” Lucy giggled. “If our men heard us they would
think we were 16.”
“That’s one of the things I love about being with you, I can go
back to being a kid again. I mean I love my job and my life, but
there are things I missed. When girls my age were supposed to be
giggling about guys and proms I was being an adult. You make me
feel like I’m catching up.” Selena said happily.
“We’ve been special to each other.” Lucy said suddenly sobering
the mood.
Selena knew the great depth of her friend’s words and sobered as
well.
“We have,” She said quietly, “and don’t think any moment of it
has been forgotten or lost on me. You fast forwarded me through
years I would never have known. I don’t regret a thing between
us. You are my sister.”
“And, I’m yours. I have to run and get Jeromy up. Call me as soon
as you get to town on Friday.” Lucy said as she hung up.
Selena sat and thought for a moment about her weekend coming up.
Yes, she had friends in Manhattan, but none like Lucy where she
could just be herself and enjoy being young and blessed with the
things that made her happy.
Getting back into the swing of things at work after a distraction
was always easy for her, but today Selena mulled for more than a
few moments over Lucy, the weekend and the need to center herself
where she called home. Yes she had every luxury she wanted as
well as the thing she loved most in the world, Joe, here BUT . .
. . home was home and the day when tomorrow’s commitment became
loving Joe and raising her child was always one day closer each
morning she woke. That was when time would stand still for her.
Even now if she had a vacation of 3,4 or even 14 days, she woke
each morning and her first thought was, only 2 days left or only
8 days left. Work was time structured. Retirement with Joe and
her baby would be blissful where today, tomorrow and yesterday
would all be the same.
Her reverie was broken by the buzz of her phone page and blare
from the speaker.
“Two minutes in The Great Hall please!”
It was Trace Fountain. He always referred to the meeting room as
The Great Hall, and that seemed a fitting name for it. Its long
shiny oak table seemed majestic as it seemingly half filled the
floor space of the long room. Six armed leather and oak chairs
sat well spaced around it with 4 more identical placed in between
the office doors ready for new partners or guests to fill.
Despite the size of the room, the length of the table or the age
of the partners, no one had to shout in the acoustically tuned
room. A normal speaking voice filled the room without echo or
reverberation. If you didn’t stop to think about the gravity
decisions made in the room had in lives of the people who paid to
subscribe, the way voices sounded in the room reminded you that
you and your thoughts and ideas were special and weight bearing.
Selena felt out of the loop on this one. She hadn’t seen a marker
or news story that would spark a gathering of minds. Her time on
the phone with Lucy and her pleasant contemplation of thoughts
afterward was not that long of a mental get-away.
She stood and brushed the wrinkle from the front of her skirt and
checked her reflection for her hair and turned the handle to her
door to open into The Great Hall. Other doors opened and the rest
of The Six were all gathered within moments. J. Trace Fountain
stood at the first seat to the right of Ross Curran at the head.
Deneigh Myerson and Chielm Beupour were huddled tightly to his
side like he was giving them a preview of his reasoning for
calling to group. They were ahead of the other 5 including Selena
as they each looked at each other quizzically.
Ross had a gavel to call order as he sat at the head but he
hadn’t used it in quite a time. Once when the cleaners were
dusting they forgot to return the gavel and sound block to the
table and it remained on the side table since. With 8 people
around the table now he wished he had it to call order, but a
simple clearing of his throat quickly restored decorum.
“Good morning ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Fountain has words for
us.” Ross said with a nod as Trace stood up.
“As you know, derivatives are a tradable financial product whose
value depends on the value of some other asset or combination of
assets. Because of this they are watched by those who invest in
them, and by those who oversee the buying of them. Unfortunately
a lot of big world investors deal with and buy them, and some
high rollers, including clients of ours, have money in them
unbeknownst to them because they’ve bought trusted holdings not
knowing where the money may actually lie. We obviously look out
for them so to avoid them being caught in a domino effect.
There’s that word again, domino. We all use that word here a lot,
and we all hate the word because we know that if all is in place
dominoes fall before anyone can find the source to stop them.
I’ve found something within the Union Bank of Scotland that is
going to hurt some of our subscribers dearly unless we can get
them out by days end. I feel we should screen all portfolios and
move quickly to fill them in on what I’m about to tell you,
before me make it public to avoid any new investment. Knowing
what I think we should do before I tell you the problem will help
you in helping me, and this group, make the right decision. Auley
Cairns is a brilliant and aggressive equity derivatives maven who
works for UBScots. I have no reason to question any move he has
made, per se, but I saw something in reviewing a simple P and L
statement that set off a bell and I dug to get an answer and I
kept digging while each answer I had was plausible, one little
aspect always bothered me. I began to plot out these things on
yellow pad sheets until I came upon something that I have back
checked and done history on. Cairns set up a global equity
derivatives group within UBScots as a world unto itself—outside
UBScots risk management controls. He earned huge profits for the
bank, and multimillion-dollar bonuses for himself. He created two
distinctive and overlapping risk control functions within
UBScots, both of which reported to the heads of the business
units and not to the bank's senior management or CEO. Auley
Cairns success and the inherent conflicts of interest within the
bank insulated him from efforts to automatically control his
little trading world. The risky trades and lack of controls are
about to catch up to him though, and he may not even know it. I
spoke with a contact I have at the board of ScotBanco and when I
mentioned Auley Cairns he hung up. He called me five minutes
later from outside the building on a cell phone. What he told me
I am not supposed to know, but he found it much the same way, by
turning the sides of the Rubiks cube of this until it all fell
together. UBScots is going to be forced to merge with ScotBanco
to save the Scotlands economy from dissipating. The recent
invasion of Kuwait will domino UBScots oil derivatives to nearly
nothing for a good long time as their major oil wells are burning
out of control right now and will stand to continue to burn until
all conflict is settled. That could be 6 months, or longer with
no money coming in or out from their wells. UBScots could tumble
within days because they are so heavily laden with investment in
Kuwaiti oil AND in seeming safe markets that use and need the oil
by-products. This is all going to roll downhill fast, it’s
already started. When it hits the breaking point the government
will declare the merger and lots of money will be lost. That
decision is not cast in stone, but it seems the only likely way
the country’s economy can survive. If they let UBScots go down
the drain a good portion of the country will bankrupt and new
investment inside their borders will be frightened away for a
long time.
Is it ethical to cherry-pick our investors who own some of the
UBScots stock and tell them to get out immediately? We just can’t
make a general statement; it will ruin and panic that country. I
know this all sounds far fetched, but I can show you in minute
detail how just the right dominoes have fallen already and the
crash is inevitable. The forced government merger is speculation,
but in the end it is the only way both banks and the government
will be able to prop up its currency.”
The whole room stayed silent after Mr. Fountain’s spiel, most of
them looking at each other in stunned silence.
Deneigh was the first to speak in her naivete.
“At the risk of sounding stupid, if the Pound Sterling takes a
hit in Scotland isn’t all of Great Britain affected? Their
currency can’t be insulated, correct?”
“No, you’re right,” Selena said with a little smile knowing they
each probably already had that thought.
“Unless there’s some sort of Euro conversion, or something,
right?” Deneigh added.
Charley Ford looked off into space for a second and looked at the
rest of them.
“She might have something there that they might try if the Scots
begin to fail and don’t catch it before a merger can be worked
out. It was contemplated back in the early ‘30s when it looked
like our failures were going to catch up over there.”
“Not that I have a say here,” Slim said sitting up and pointing
his finger to no one in particular. “But, I don’t see a problem
with contacting our heavily affected clients . . . subscribers,
. . . what have you.”
“Does anyone think the international banking community, or
investment community will come down on us and try to claim some
insider trading scandal?” Willis Menard asked the group.
“Just because we did our homework?” John Branniff said, almost
insulted.
“No,” Selena said, “Because of the phone call.”
“Therein lies the rub, ladies and gentlemen. The phone call!”
Ross Curran said putting the tips of his fingers to his forehead
and looking down to the table for some sort of answer.
“I say it’s all smart speculation on our part, that phone call
only confirmed something we dug up on our own. We are under no
obligation to tell the world until. . . . . . ”
“HOW SOON WILL THE CRAP HIT THE FAN? HOURS? . . . . . . DAYS?”
Menard asked, looking to Trace Fountain.
“In my mind, we have until the end of the day.” Trace answered.
“That’s not official, but it seems to me if I found it, others
will too.”
“What your friend told you. Is that straight from their board
room, or meeting or interoffice memo?” Selena asked.
“No, it was his own speculation and he hadn’t brought it to the
board’s attention yet. But he thinks others are figuring it out
as we speak. He agreed with me that it’s the only logical and
ethical way the government can handle it. He can’t fathom them
not stepping in. I sure hope Auley Cairns is out of the country
when it all hits, they will crucify him and try to grab
everything he’s got.” Fountain said.
“If they find out he has his money protected out of the country,
he’ll be guilty of everything they may want to charge him with.”
Slim added.
“SO . . . . . . . . Do we move?” Ross Curran asked the group.
“As long as each subscriber has kept their portfolio logs up to
date we can search who’s going to get hurt.” Deneigh said. “Let’s
set a threshold.”
“Do we have the time to look and see who can afford to take the
hit, and those who can’t? Some high rollers could take a few
million dollar hit, and not even blink, it will ruin others.”
Selena said half standing to enforce her point.
Ross Curran fell forward to the table and put his head in his
hands, totally frustrated at the decision at hand. He stood and
lashed out at the situation, not the people.
“NO MATTER WHAT WE DO, W E A R E W R O N G ! ” He cried out
before turning around and sitting back towards the table, facing
away from the forum.
Charley Ford stood and put a hand to Ross’ back.
“Ross, we can only be wrong in our ethical conscience. I don’t
think we are wrong legally. This is not insider trading. What we
found, we found on our own. A member of that firm only confirmed
the possibility, and that possibility existed the day before our
call and the day after. Let’s call legal and get their gut
feeling.” Charley said.
“If you call legal you’ve incriminated yourself about doubts.
That will tell the courts that we knew we thought we were wrong.”
Slim said with authority, having dealt with situations like this
before.
Curran and Ford sat down and the room became silent until John
Branniff stood.
“Why don’t we each go back to our lairs, exercise our conscience
and call whom we think we must between now and Market close.
Tomorrow morning we issue a statement stating what we think might
happen, if it already hasn’t happened by then. Between now and
the statement we each take personal responsibility for who we
call and what we say. If you call a hundred clients or if you
call none is your own business.” Branniff said carefully. “Mr.
Beupour, are there any buzz words we should avoid IF we do make
any calls. Any wording we should NOT use that could incriminate
us?”
Slim seemed very confident and felt very much a part of the group
with the question.
“Avoid using we, don’t mention the firm. It’s “I think” and “from
what I see”
and “strong possibility, but not definite”. Go no further than
that. Don’t say what you personally are doing if you have a
stake, and DO NOT say “if I were you”.
Keep it light but be sure to say you think there will be some
story coming from it, and soon. If asked if this anything
official, give a vehement no. If Mr. Fountain hadn’t made the
call we could do whatever we want. Even though his friend may
never admit he talked to him, let him perjure himself. We have to
stay clean.”
Willis Menard had stayed quiet reserving his comments and had
been simply nodding his agreement to the aspects of the
situation, but he finally had to weigh in.
“What a goddam litigious society we’re all a part of that we
can’t tell people who are on the verge of losing millions of
their own dollars. This is no more insider trading……………….” He
started to say before becoming frustrated and pushing his chair
back and turning his head away before adding, “Wouldn’t the media
just love to sink our ship, ruin our name for a shot at a
Pulitzer, and not a word would be true.”
Ross Curran called for order and stood.
“Mr. Menard we all feel your frustrations, but this is our hand
for the time being. Let’s use our best judgment in whom we call
and by morning we should have a brighter picture about where we
should go. I don’t see how they can open another day of business,
their confidence is smashed.” He said as he stood and began to
move towards his office as each of them followed suit.
Selena went to her office and sat in thought. Yes, she knew a few
specific accounts she could call, but the smaller investors who
had smaller nest-eggs but still were subscribing members to be at
the height of knowledge were the ones she wanted to key on. She
looked up at the phone bank and saw no lights lit. The other
partners could be calling out on cell phones, but the policy was
that no business of any kind should be transacted by cells. They
were too easy to corrupt and their business was such, they could
be a target.
She opened the whole customer data-base and keyed those who made
their investment portfolios available, then pared the list to
those with $750K or less, then to those with 25% or more with
UBScots funds. That list was short, under 10 and she had spoken
to a few of them in the past, which would make them easy. One
name stuck out, Shelley McLelligott, her friends Shelley
Shadeow’s maiden name. The list was obviously old, or at least
not updated.
The lights on the other lines began to light up as Selena made
her few calls. After 20 minutes or so of courtesy calling she sat
back in her leather chair and let it recline. She would liked to
have done more for people, but the legal system made it too risky
to go any further. The other lights on phone lines began to quiet
as well telling her that each partner took a cautious stance as
she had. Now they only hoped something official or monetarily
obvious would break by morning so they could make a public
warning to their clients so they might possibly protect some
losses.
She watched the “big board” roll over her screen as it got closer
to the bell at 4 o’clock. She was looking for signs or reactions
that might tell her that something was happening. She sighed as
the little box in the corner of the screen went from a green
“open” flash to a red “closed”. It had been a tense day and she
longed to be home with a glass of wine sitting or preferably
laying with her lover. She just began to gather things to put in
her brief when her phone rang an interoffice tone. She saw it was
Slims light and picked up.
“My source in Japan tells me the shit will be hitting the fan
momentarily. They’ve prepared the financial community for an
international bulletin. UBScots trading was suspended at our bell
close here. There was a lot of speculative movement so we weren’t
the only ones who heard the rumble.” Slim passed along. “Shelley
called me to say she got her trade in, but she didn’t have as
much as our portfolio track said she did. Do you want to walk as
far as your subway station with Deneigh and I? We’ll wait for
you.” Slim offered
“No, go ahead. I’m getting to NOT like the subway more and more,
at least right now. I’ll explain later. I’m sharing a car with
Alexis from Beane-Wittier. She does a financial minute for Fox
Financial Network and they send a car for her everyday. The
studio is next to my building.” Selena told him.
Alexis Konsantakis was a recognizable face in the financial
community from her daily two minute investment wrap up on FNN.
Selena met her at a lunch kiosk in the Bergman building where
Beane-Wittier does business. They recognized each other from
their brief forays into reporting. Since then, on days when
Selena left her own building, they might eat a sandwich together
on a bench near the kiosk or in front of the building. Alexis had
asked her if she might be interested in filling in from time to
time doing the investment wrap-up. Her limited exposure to
financial market television had already made her subway trips in
rush hour uncomfortable. Finger pointing, strangers asking for
tips and invitations for drinks began to worry her. Traveling the
subways most any other time was OK, but at that time of the day
from Manhattan stations she was just too recognizable.
Selena walked to the corner and saw Alexis sitting on a bench and
waved. A Lincoln Towne Car pulled up and Alexis stood and
motioned for Selena to hurry.
She picked up her step and followed Alexis into the car.
“Now come ON Selena! I’ve asked you before about subbing for me
from time to time and you’ve avoided the subject. I’m offering
you the ride because you’re my friend, but please, please come
into the station today and watch the process. Once you see how
easy and quick it is I think you might want to try it. You just
have to get an agent, join the union and then endorse the checks.
Your dues would be the minimum unless you worked a lot, but maybe
once or twice a month would be it, and maybe if I took a
vacation. My agent says on a fill-in basis you would get about
$125 each time and a trip to a salon for every 3 appearances.”
Alexis explained wanting her new friend to at least try.
“Oh Alexis, all RIGHT! I’ll go and look, but understand, I don’t
NEED the money and having the notoriety has been a pain so far.”
Selena said smiling not willing to admit she WAS a bit intrigued
by the idea.
“You can meet some hot guys from this as well. My social calendar
is full and I’m not hurting in the loving department either.”
Alexis said with a sexy grin.
“I’m as good as married in a monogamous loving relationship, AND
I’m happier than anyone could be in that department.” Selena told
her confidently.
“Well, you’re lucky there. I haven’t found the right guy yet, but
until I do I’m not ashamed to say I’ve tried my share. A good
looking guy with a nice personality who shares some of my
interest and has the . . . a . . right equipment (winking) hasn’t
been an easy order to fill.” Alexis told her.
“Find a guy who treats you right and with respect and everything
else will fall into place. His “equipment” is the last thing you
should look at if he makes you happy, but to each his own.”
Selena said trying hard not to judge her.
The Towne Car pulled up to the building just across and down a
hundred feet from Selena’s apartment and Alexis looked Selena in
the eye again.
“So you’ll at least come in and see what this is like before you
judge. I would feel so much better if I knew I had someone else
who could fill in if anything ever came up. I’m really afraid the
contractor will find someone else whose trying to make a career
of this, trying to steal my job. My gig at B-W is great and this
is the perfect icing and gives me a nice lifestyle. If you could
do it I know you aren’t looking out to be Barbara Walters or
anything.” Alexis said with a hint of begging in her tenor.
“OK Alexis, I’ll go in and see the process. It won’t take that
long, right?”
“I assure you. They have to shoot edit and have it out to the
stations in the next 35 or 40 minutes, so it goes fast.”
They walked into the 14 story building that occupied many small
communications firms, mostly radio stations and small studios for
ad agencies and the like. A quick trip on the elevator placed
them on the 4th floor where the doors opened to a reception desk
making it obvious they occupied the entire floor.
“Good evening Miss K, go ahead they’re waiting for you.” The
receptionist said with a smile as she handed her a security ID
tag to wear. “Ummm, your friend will need a tag as well, hold up.
She has to sign in here, and then print her name.”
Moments later they walked through a glass door past a small
waiting area and right onto a set. A small desk with a faux
monitor and behind it what looked like a large media office with
screens flashing information. You could see that when you sat
behind the desk and were framed in the middle with the monitor to
your right it looked like you were in a huge office with CRT’s
and monitors blazing behind you.
A man with a headphone with mic swag saw her and walked in her
direction.
“Lex, your script is in your cubby, make-up is waiting. Five
minutes.”
“Manny, this Selena Johnson. She’s going to watch a run through.
She reads for WSG and might be interested in being my second.”
Alexis said as the two nodded to each other and Selena followed.
Alexis walked to a galley type of walk-though room with a small
sofa, a coffee maker and a shadow box type of wooden rack with
wire baskets in each slot. She pulled out the basket with her
name and drew out a blue paper, continuing through saloon style
doors where a styling chair sat with a mirror, lights and all the
makings of a salon. A pretty young black woman came out of what
was probably a bathroom.
“Hello Alexis, please sit. You’re my last for the night and I
want to get out of here.” The pretty lady said.
“Tracy, this is Selena. She’s going to walk-through with me
tonight. She could be your next victim.” Alexis said as she sat
and looked over her script and Tracy bent to look Alexis face
over close up while adjusting an over head light.
“Hello Selena, you’re the one they picked to understudy?” Tracy
said as she concentrated on her subject.
“No, I’m just an observer.”
“Well, think about it. You and I would get along great because
you wouldn’t need much work either. Lexie here is almost camera
ready off the street.” Tracy said as she stood straight and
repositioned the overhead light and leaned back to get
perspective. She leaned in with a small brush and applied some
color to her cheekbones and took a lip pencil and touched up the
corners of her mouth. With a hair brush and a spray can she
spritzed twice and combed in a few fly aways and stood back
again.
She pulled off the apron on Alexis saying “Your public awaits.”
Alexis had read through the script once during her make-up
session and Selena watched in awe as Tracy finished her off in a
just a few seconds.
“Tracy, if you don’t mind me saying, why aren’t you reading for
her back-up. You’re stunning and quite beautiful.” Selena said
taken aback by the soft black tones and features of her face.
“You’re sweet to say that and I wish I could but I made some
mistakes when I was younger that I’ll pay for a long time just
being behind the scenes. But I’m happy and satisfied so don’t go
feeling sorry for me.” Tracy said reaching out to take Selenas
hand.
“Think about things you do with your life for the moment and with
the rest of your life in full perspective. I’m ashamed to tell
you that I acted in pornographic movies for a few years, but I’m
proud to tell you I fixed my life, faced the roadblocks, hurdled
what I could and made something of myself. My first step in
meeting people is telling them the truth.” Tracy said soberly.
Selena was stunned at her admission like an alcoholic taking his
first step to recovery. She wanted to feel pity for such a
beautiful woman to have had to stoop so low, but instead she
thought of the triumph of her life, what she had made of herself.
“You’re a very brave, wise and smart woman. If I do decide to
work here, you and I will be good friends, I’m sure.” Selena said
taken aback by the last few moments.
“Come, come Selena. Here’s my script you can follow it as I read
off the prompt.” Alexis said as they went back through the “green
room” galley and into the studio where Manny stood with a
clipboard and a few others looked busy behind the scenes.
Suddenly the studio lit as Alexis sat behind the desk. A camera
wheeled up with a prompter right beside the lens.
“Now in 7,” Manny yelled with his arm with clipboard attached
rose up. “Quiet! In five, four, live, two and,” nodding at Alexis
while pointing and backing from the set.
Alexis face brightened to a friendly smile as she began to read.
“This is The Final Bell for August 28th brought to you by the New
York Stock Exchange and McDonalds, Your Deserve A Break Today be
sure to try our new breakfast menu on your way to the office
tomorrow. I’m Alexis Konsantakis from Beane-Wittier. Trading was
light today on the exchange as the bulls took a rest from their
busy day yesterday, but still some growth factors were apparent.
As tech stocks . . . . . . . . . . .” Alexis read on from the
script flawlessly into a 30 second commercial which would be
added in post production.
“OK let’s finish, nobody moves.” Manny yelled walking one step
into the picture. “Again now in 7,” Manny yelled with his arm
with clipboard attached rose up. “Quiet! In five, four, live, two
and,” nodding at Alexis while pointing and backing from the set.
“We are back with news that Boeing has over 70 orders for its new
8E7 due for 2003 or 4. It will be the largest in its fleet as it
searches for a deal for an air frame maker. The orders are said
to be half from Japanese based airlines and military
applications. Other news, the markets reaction to……….” Alexis
read up to her closing billboard.
“This has been The Final Bell for August 28th brought to you by
the New York Stock Exchange and McDonalds, Your Deserve A Break
Today be sure to try our new breakfast menu on your way to the
office tomorrow. I’m Alexis Konsantakis from Beane-Wittier. Good
night.”
“Clear! That was it! Thank you everyone.” Manny yelled as the
bright lights dimmed and people scurried about to begin post
production.
“Wow, that was it?” Selena said as she walked toward the dimly
lit desk where Alexis gathered her thoughts.
“It’s as easy as it looks if you can read.” Alexis said smiling.
Selena felt a hand on her shoulder, it was Manny.
“You want to give it a try? I’ll light you and run tape for you
to see. Well, for us to see. A live audition!”
“No, no, I would be too nervous.” Selena said backing away from
the desk.
Alexis got up from the desk set and showed her the chair.
“Come on Selena try it. You can find out right now if you can do
it. Appease me a little would you?”
“Who, who’s going to see the tape?”
“Just the three of us, if you want. I can erase it right here if
you like.” Manny assured her.
Selena stepped up to the set and sat behind the desk. She looked
up to the camera and saw the prompter being reset.
“Now don’t read too fast or you’ll end up with dead air. The
light on the prompt will flash in your last 10 seconds.” Manny
said as he pulled his swag mic to his face and pushed a button on
his waist pack.
“Light the set and run a tape, could you?”
In the booth the 3 men doing post production work turned and one
of them spun all the way around and flicked a switch for the
lights and told Manny something and held up a finger.
“He’s waiting for my queue, are you ready?”
“I guess, why not?” Selena answered suddenly getting into the
whole thing.
Manny raised his hand saying “OK now in 7,” Manny yelled with his
arm with clipboard attached rose up. “Quiet! In five, four, live,
two and,” nodding at Selena while pointing and backing from the
set.
“This is The Final Bell for August 28th brought to you by the
New York Stock Exchange and McDonalds, Your Deserve A Break Today
be sure to try our new breakfast menu on your way to the office
tomorrow. I’m Selena Hanson from Wall Street Global Group for
Alexis Konsantakis who is off today. Trading was light today on
the exchange as the bulls took a rest from their busy day
yesterday, but still some growth factors were apparent. As tech
stocks traded . . . . . . . . . . .” Selena read on from the
script with but a minor bump into a 30 second commercial that
might be added in post production.
“You’re doing fine. The commercial would drop in here and again
now in 7,” Manny yelled with his arm with clipboard attached rose
up. “Quiet! In five, four, live, two and,” nodding at Selena
while pointing and backing from the set.
Selena read the rest of the script and felt comfortable in
finishing.
“You read well from the prompter for a beginner. Your policy
statements at WSG are from a card in a podium, but you make great
eye contact there too.” Manny said. “Watch the monitor to your
left and see what you think.”
Manny pulled the mic swag to his face and gave a quick queue to
the booth and Selena popped up on the screen. The two minute
video rolled and Selena could hardly believe she was watching
herself, it rolled off so easily and free. She turned red in
embarrassment, loving her image so much, but that turned to a big
smile as it finished.
“If we can keep the tape and get you an agent I’m pretty sure
they’ll hire you. Tell you what, clear this with WSG before we go
any further. I’ll bet I can make you a firm offer, but you should
check with them.”
“So you already knew me?”
“Yes, when Alexis said she had lunch with you I said she should
bring you by for a test. I wouldn’t test someone cold. I heard
Alexis doing traffic and weather on a Rock FM in Long Island a
few summers ago. I only hoped the camera would like her face.”
“I’ll talk to my partners at WSGG and see how they feel. I must
say I am a bit intrigued. It might be fun and it’s only across
the street.” Selena said as she gathered her things to leave.
“Where’s Alexis, is she leaving?”
“No she’ll stay until the post-production is done. It airs, or at
least goes out to the birds in about 12 minutes, so she won’t be
long.” Manny told her. “Ummm, you know we have others doing a
morning and a noon report as well, we could occasionally use help
with those too.”
“Well, OK, but one thing at a time. Thank you for the
opportunity.” Selena said as she left and took the elevator down
to the street and walked to the crosswalk. She crossed and
slipped into her building as a big smile stretched across her
face as the elevator delivered her to her floor. She ran to her
door and swiped the passkey.
“Joe, Joey! I’m home! Are you here?” She called.
Joe stepped back from the kitchen to her sight line.
“I haven’t run away yet, but the circus IS in town! Welcome
home.”
“JOSEPH, I’M ON TOP OF THE WORLD! Do you know how great it feels
to have your ego stroked? I just had a little part of me
validated and I can’t help but feel so proud and happy with
myself after such a rotten day.”
“Stroked and validated? Sounds sexy. What happened?”
“Now that I’m with you it IS sexy to me. You might get stroked
and lots more before dinner after I tell you what happened.”
Selena said suddenly aware of the sexual rush it all gave her
once in Joe’s presence.
Sharing happy news with him always lit her fire and made her
tingle and she was more than happy right then.
She proceeded to tell Joe the whole story and how when she
watched the playback of her demo it was almost as if she was
watching someone else and it was VERY GOOD. She alternately
gesticulated and then held Joe by his sides while occasionally
hugging him during the whole story. As she finished she looked
down as she felt him pressing against her on the last hug.
“Hmmm, it seems someone else is happy for me as well. Would he
like a little treat?”
“I’m sort of fixing dinner here.”
“I know that, but I asked you a question.” She said with a smile
that would have turned on a statue.
“What sort of treat?” Joe asked knowingly.
“Maybe have my lips around him and then pushed up into my wet and
lonely pussy while I bend over the counter. Is that the kind of
treat he might like?” She said as she reached out for his belt
buckle.
As cute and sexy as Selena was, squatting down in a tight skirt
while in heels with her mouth passing over and over the head of
his cock Joe saw a vision he couldn’t dream of in any fantasy.
When she stood and kissed his lips before turning and hiking up
her skirt, slipping her little panty down and off, and putting
her hands on the edge of the counter he could have willed an
orgasm on the spot. But he took his saliva soaked penis and
placed it to the pouty lips before him and plowed her like she
wanted to be taken.
“GOD JOE, EGO IS SUCH A HIGH. FUCK ME!” She wailed.
Joe was close to his own climax and hearing her call out was all
he needed as he finished into her. It was a spontaneous fuck that
wasn’t out of passion. It was a result of power she felt from
performing and being told she was good. It was the total of many
things but it was mostly lust and passion. As he backed from her
she went to a squat in front of the counter puffing before
twisting and plopping onto the kitchen floor.
“Oh, I’m such a naughty girl to do all of this after a day I felt
like I let all my customers down. This was a denial fuck. Having
my ego stroked made me forget my lousy day and now I’m getting
the hangover.” Selena said still catching her breath and fighting
back a tear.
“What in hell happened at work, what just happened here?” Joe
demanded, confused.
“We knew a popular investment was going to tank, but because of
fear of prosecution we bailed and only called a few customers
instead of making a statement.” She told him between tears.
“Was it insider trading?”
“No, it was great legwork, but sometimes you’re just too good. We
never could have explained it away. I just called people who
couldn’t afford the hit.” She said throwing her head back still
loving the feeling of the fuck and the ego stroke of her
audition, but she was still sad.
Joe took a paper towel from the counter and handed it to her to
hold between her legs as he extended a hand for her to stand up.
“This was a decision you all made?”
“Yes, we met and decided it was the best way. We defeated the
purpose of the subscribers coming to us with trust. We failed
them. Then I had that fucking screen test and got all high on
myself. I’m such a self centered bitch!” She hissed.
“Stop it Essy! You’re being way too hard on yourself. You did
what you had to do, and the screen test was just coincidental.
You didn’t do it to make things go away. Come on, get some
perspective honey.” Joe said as he took her in his arms and tried
to stop her emotional roller coaster.
“Then I met the most beautiful young woman, a black girl that
would melt your heart. She was the make-up artist at the studio.
When I asked her why she wasn’t reading, she was so eloquent and
sweet, she told me she was an ex-porn actress and was rebuilding
her life. She was inspiring, but so sad she had to go that way.
She broke my heart. Thank God she got her head on straight. Why
do I feel like I have to do something for her?”
“It sounds like she’s already done things for herself and maybe
that’s the best way for her.” Joe said patting her back to
comfort her. “You can’t fix everything honey. You’re doing your
job the best you can under the constraints you knew were there,
you had a screen-test and were told what I already know, you’re
beautiful and personable. You heard a story of someone picking
themselves up to save themselves and you opened your heart. Then
you came home to share your good news with me and we made love,
and then you let guilt tear you down, and you shouldn’t have. As
long as you know that you did everything you could do, be proud
of yourself.”
Selena hugged Joe as tightly as she could, thankful he was there
to comfort her, center her.
“Well, it wasn’t making love, it was turning my blast of ego into
something I can’t explain, but our animal reactions to it all
made me feel better. Later can I make tender love to you and show
you how much I love you and the life we have?” She whimpered into
his ear.
“We’ll make love many times and show each other our love whether
it’s tonight, tomorrow or everyday forever. I just want you to be
happy with yourself and accept certain disappointments your job
is going to create.” Joe said to finish before letting her go to
clean up, freshen up.
“Thank you for being you and loving me my Joseph. You are my
life.”
“……..and you mine. Freshen up and I’ll pour us some wine and we
can watch the city light up before dinner. We can plan our trip
home this weekend to see your Mom and Dad, Lucy and Jeromy, our
home……..”
Chapter 63
The ordeal of interviewing a house-sitter or coming up with a
referenced short term lessee for her house had taken much more
time than Shelley had wanted to spend and at 8 o’clock on
Thursday night when the last reference of a possible lessee fell
through she decided to give up any ideas of either for the time
being.
She had hoped to be lying underneath Slim in a pool of sweat by
this time and she was no more close to that than she was to
making sure her house was secure. As much as she wanted to do
this “on her own”, she was going to have to rely on Joe Johnson
and his connections. She stowed her car in the garage and safely
locked and secured that building with security system set. She
bagged up all the perishables in her home and dumped them in the
container she had rented for construction debris on the side of
her home. The street permit for that eyesore was running out on
Monday and the company was coming Friday afternoon to take it
away. It was only half full with the old shingles from the house
and garage roofs, as well as the rotten shed they had torn down.
She managed to fill it to almost two-thirds with junk she had
bothered to move from San Diego as well as many connections to
bad memories of her past. The tragedies of her life were in there
as well, as far as she was concerned. Manhattan with Slim would
be the beginning of a happy, contented life. It was what she
dreamed of one day with Joe Johnson, but then had been rendered
from her life by her sisters’ stroke and death. Now that idyllic
forecast seemed even brighter with Slim, whom made her happier
than she thought possible.
Slim was disappointed, but understanding when she called and said
she wouldn’t be in New York on Thursday as planned. She instead
would train in Friday morning and go right to The Four Seasons to
fill out paperwork and begin an employee orientation before she
took her place behind the bar at 3 o’clock. Frederic Mocedade
would be with her the entire time to walk her through the paces
and familiarize her with his management style. They had talked on
the phone extensively a few times to allay her fears of coming in
as an outsider. Frederic was a stern taskmaster when it came to
business and knew when to let that force-field down to mingle and
be social with this staff so as to see him as a person. His
authority was never challenged and the numbers he put up made him
a favorite of upper management. After speaking with him Shelley
was sure this would be well within her capabilities. Learning
Frederic’s way of doing things and taking the baton would be the
hard part and once she was in stride she could modify things to
her liking. The first thing she had to do was establish herself
as being “in charge” to easily take over. Frederic had already
discussed with her about coming in cold as an outsider but he did
let her know that there was no “heir apparent” on his staff. He
had already told them he was retiring and a manager from another
hotel chain would become their new supervisor and bar manager
over the coming months. He felt it was important that she do her
time at the bar on a daily basis sharing all duties to show
others on her staff that she was not a prima-donna and capable.
The one thing that tempered her whirlwind Friday forecast was
that at the end of it she would be with Slim, sleeping in his bed
and they would consummate their relationship.
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Selena woke on Friday like a child on Easter morning ready to
search for the goodies that the day promised. Nothing bad could
come from the day because by days end she would be home in their
bed with the promise of friends and family for a couple days. It
was a battery recharge she needed. She even looked forward to the
lovemaking that would take place because it always seemed to have
a different edge under the roof where she lost most of her sexual
innocence.
After downing a cup of coffee she seldom brewed in the morning
she slipped on her heels and was putting on her earrings as she
clicked her way through the bedroom to the bath to look at
herself in the full length mirror. Normally she wouldn’t make
this kind of racket, but Joe wanted to be awakened on her leaving
so he could begin packing and getting the car ready for their
trip. It was the reason she brewed coffee today, to let him fill
his lungs with that special aroma to wake him up. However, as he
fluttered his eyes open and saw her click past the bed with her
red dress swishing with the movement of her body it was all the
wakening he needed.
“My God, your ass is simply incredible in that dress. The way it
moves has got ME interested, are you sure you want to wear it to
work?......especially with no pantyhose!” Joe said leaning up on
one elbow and watching her preen in front of the mirror.
“Ohh Joe, it’s going to be nice out today. I’ll change out of the
thong and put on panties if you think I’m indecent. But, I wear
panty hose all fall and winter. My legs are still nice and tanned
and I’m going home tonight and I want to feel fresh. Pantyhose
make me feel like I’m wearing long undies.” She said taking his
words to heart, but not worried about what she might cause by
being so free in such a provocative dress.
Selena finished her hair in the mirror and slipped her hands
under dress and shucked down her little thong and stepped out of
it. She put it in the hamper and looked at Joe shaking her head
while smiling as she walked to her dresser and pulled a pair of
red full bottom panties from it. She carefully fit one leg over
her heel and then the other pulling them up and adjusting them
while Joe watched intently.
“I may ask you to change those every morning just to get the
show. Just when I think you can’t excite me any more you . . . .”
He started before she interrupted.
“If you want to make love to me in this dress you’ll have to wait
so save the sweet talk for later. I have to go to work, you have
to pack.” She said as she went to the bed and bent to kiss him
goodbye.
Joe ran his hand up her leg and squeezed the roundness of her ass
as she gripped his package through the sheet whispering, “How
about over the arm of the sofa as soon as we get off the elevator
tonight? You can fuck me silly, I’d like that.”
Joe smiled big and gave her ass an extra squeeze.
“That’s a promise that’s sure to get me through the day.” Joe
said as she pulled away and took her tan knee length coat from
her dressing chair and put it on, tying the belt in the front.
“Call me later if you want to go straight from work. I can travel
in these clothes comfortably.” She called out as she went out the
door.
Joe shook his head to himself, still not quite believing how much
in love he was with his fair Selena. Almost without fail each
time he saw her in a new outfit he fell in love with her perfect
body again. Being in love with her mind and spirit, plus knowing
how much she loved him, made the whole package so perfect for
both of them.
Selena was taking full advantage of her mood and the early
summer-like day of the first week of autumn. With “sunny and 75”
predicted for later in the day she wore the summery red dress to
feel like a spring flower. She strode up the avenue and turned
the corner passing subway portholes to get more into the hubbub
of commuters to feel safer. After a 2 block jaunt she was heading
down a tunnel with 7 other commuters headed to the N train and
get off at the Lex and 59th station. She often ran into Alexis
either at the station or on the walk from it. She was anxious to
hear if there were any comments on her audition.
As was usual there were stare’s on the train from other business
men and women, not quite sure they knew where they saw the face
before. Plus there was the occasional leer and wink from young
confident men who probably made a social calendar from the women
they met on the trains. Although not comfortable with any of
this, Selena took it more easily in the a.m. than the p.m. During
her afternoon solo train rides she felt genuinely unsafe and
unsure thinking an attacker would go less unnoticed in the
thicker afternoon throng.
Rushing from the train at her station and up the escalator to the
street she couldn’t wait to get to the fresher air and smell of
the morning city. It was but a block and the turn of a corner to
the WSGG brownstone front from the station. The thought of the
smell of coffee brewing on opening the door to the office put a
bounce in her step as she turned the corner and saw Ross Curran
coming from the other direction. She was about to smile and
acknowledge him when she heard a call from behind her.
“Well if it isn’t Wally Pipp!”
Selena turned and saw Alexis and looked at her quizzically.
“Wally who?”
Alexis laughed out loud and gave her friend an air kiss and hug.
“It’s a baseball reference I got from my Dad but I thought it was
pretty universal. Actually I’m the one who should be Wally Pipp.
He didn’t feel well one day and the Yankees put Lou Gehrig into
the line-up and he played two thousand something straight games.
You did great last night. Manny raved about you to the point
where I told him I was worried you would steal my gig.” Alexis
bubbled. “I told you it was easy and you could handle it!”
“Don’t worry. Even if they do offer me something, I couldn’t do
an everyday thing like you have and I don’t even have clearance
from my group. You’re quite safe from me, I think.” Selena told
her, even though she was excited as she began to feel the ego
rush.
“God Selena, I have a year left on my contract and we have a year
extension on the table. They just want to tie you up so someone
else doesn’t grab you.” Alexis explained.
“Tell them they have nothing to worry about. I’m not pursuing a
career, but filling in from time to time might be fun as long as
it’s right there by our apartment. I have to talk to my partners
about it anyway. I’ll try to do that before they make me an
offer.”
“Well, I have to get going. Lunch today? You going to have time?”
Alexis asked.
“Unless the dollar fails or something I definitely want to take
advantage of these last nice days. I’ll meet you at the counter.”
Selena said as she rushed along and up the steps to be buzzed in
by Deneigh.
“Good morning Miss Hanson, you have a call to return. The
gentleman has called twice in the last 10 minutes.” Deneigh said
pushing a note across the of the reception counter.
“Good morning Miss Myersen and thank you.”
Selena took the note and looked at the number; almost sure that
it didn’t ring a bell.
She quickly got settled into her office and skipped her usual
turn at the coffee pot to pore over the phone number. She noted
it was a San Diego area code remembering Shelley’s vitals off her
customer profile. That would make it before 6 a.m. there making
her wonder how important the call may be. Against her usual
regimen on cold calls, she dialed the number after protecting her
phone ID.
“Hello?” She heard an unfamiliar voice answer.
“Who am I speaking to?”
“Miss Hanson?”
“That’s who I am. Who is this?”
“My name is Dale Gaiters. I work for Galaxy Pharmaceutical
Solutions Technologies . Did you see 20/20 last night?”
“What is this about and why are you calling WSGG?”
“Did you see it?”
“Listen I am a busy woman and I don’t have time for games. You
have about 30 seconds to make a point. I saw the long segment on
the UBScots failure and prop up. What of it?” She asked worried
it was a customer who felt he should have gotten a heads-up call.
“I’m referring to the story that followed it on our Brocadium.”
“I didn’t see it; I got involved in a discussion on the foreign
banking situation.” She recalled having a long discussion with
Joe.
“Let me give you a brief synopsis, just give me a chance here,
please. They had ex-Galaxy people and FDA testers on there saying
the drug is basically a product of junk science. After spending
380 million dollars and 4 years of production they got to human
study tests last year and of 4850 regular dosers over half got
sick and showed an effective rate of only 8%. This morning our
stock is going to hell and good people are going to lose their
jobs for leaking information and supposedly falsifying early test
records. All in all investors who trusted us are going to sell
off and affect any studies we have going here and the world will
be cheated from things we have developing here, including many,
many positive cancer studies.”
“OK, Mr. Gaiters make your point. You’ve used your thirty seconds
and tell me what Brocadium is supposed to do.” Selena asked
losing her patience.
“Brocadium allows the body to tolerate anti-cancer drugs,
especially the new generation of those drugs. We have drugs that
work better than any ever developed, but they made you so sick
and taxed the heart, kidneys and liver to the point that patients
were dying from side effects far sooner than their probable
prognosis. THE TESTS WERE FLAWED, THE SUBJECT SELECTION WAS
SKEWED. Only TEN percent of dosers were prime candidates and they
got the real true dose. Most all of the others got nocebo’s,
something that was supposed to make them sick. Less that FIVE
percent got real placebo. Someone here is holding back some
funding and will redirect it this week in the wake of the story
and in the 18 months they have to wait for re-testing they will
be able to double the price. In the meantime many will suffer and
die and die needlessly. They know it works NOW. If only ten
percent got the real drug in its real dose and eight percent had
the predicted results this drug is ready and can change lives in
weeks, not years.”
“OK, IF this is true, how does it involve me?”
“Investors are going to run away from Galaxy and garbage pickers
are going to pick up the slack at a bargain price. This will all
be inside deals with an employee group trying to take over
ownership with profit-sharing options. I don’t know the details
of how all of this happens, but your subscribers hold huge
amounts of Galaxy stock. Don’t ask me how I know that, but I do.
I have to go. I’m resigning today and getting out of the country.
I know way too much to hang around, but if you do a little
homework you’ll see everything I’ve said is plausible, but I know
you only have my word that it’s true. I don’t give a shit about
the money, I just want our drug to start helping people who can
be cured, but as with any problem, fix the money and fix the
problem. Just follow the money.”
And with that, the line clicked dead leaving Selena holding the
dead phone to her ear.
“Mr. Gaiters, are you there?” She asked already knowing that the
line was dead.
Selena sat back in her chair.
“What just happened?” She asked herself.
She bolted up in her seat quickly and woke her computer and
tapped in her password and went into the mainframe with an
inquiry for GPST in subscriber folios and sure enough there were
lots of hits. It was probably way too late to warn investors to
get out if they hadn’t seen the TV expose. However if the caller
was right in his accusations, it might be better to hold on for
the long run., but the legalities of the whole mess really got to
her. For once she was flummoxed as to where to turn. She knew
Charlie Ford had connections at the SEC and seemed to know
someone everywhere. She sprang to her feet and went to his door
and knocked lightly and slipped in.
“Selena, you look troubled.” Charlie said, dropping formality
once the door was closed.
“I just got a phone call,” She explained, “And maybe it’s my
naivete but I have a feeling it’s on the level but I just don’t
where to run with this one.”
Selena went on to explain the entire call as best as she
remembered leaving Charlie to sit back and smile a little.
“What is it that makes you think this might be true and what
reason might he be calling you?” He asked.
“He knew my name from television news, he knew WSGG by
reputation, he knew we must have connections with the SEC, and he
knew Galaxy showed up in over 30 percent of the folios. That’s an
unusually large percentage for a non-blue chip which tends to
make me think he didn’t pick me or us out of mid-air.” Selena
pointed out tapping her index finger to each finger on her other
hand as she made the point.
“Why didn’t he call the Securities Exchange Commission, the FBI
or some other authority?” Charlie wondered.
Selena paused and began to turn away and go back to her office
when she was struck and turned back holding the four fingers out
she made points with and unfolded her thumb and tapped it hard
with her other forefinger.
“HE WAS FOLLOWING THE MONEY!” She exclaimed.
“I don’t know Selena, we’re taking the word of someone we don’t
know who might be scamming us. A lot of information could have
been gleaned from the 20/20 show last night.”
“Charlie, there was just something in his voice that made me
think he was on the level.”
“But how deep would the charade have to go, to skew the testing
supervised by the FDA?” Charlie said wanting to dismiss the whole
thing, but whatever it was that told Selena to pursue this was
bothering him. She was too smart to scam so easily.
Charlie put his palms together and tapped his fingers together in
front of him, alternately rubbing his fingertips together with
his eyes fixed on a spot behind his hands on his desk. It was a
nervous tick he was familiar with when he was skeptical of a
commitment.
He sprung back in his chair and stood, grabbing the phone.
“Let’s call a conference and tell everyone, someone may know
someone who can verify a few things.” He said as he picked up his
phone and pushed a page for Deneigh.
“Miss Myersen, could you call a group for me, in five?”
“Selena, don’t get hurt feelings if the group decides we’re
sticking our nose where it doesn’t belong, or thinks you have
been taken in. Your passion has convinced me that it’s worth a
look-see.” Charlie said as he got up and opened the door for her.
Five minutes later The Six plus Deneigh and Slim were listening
to Selena tell the story of the phone call as she had told
Charles Ford. Upon completion of her mental transcription of the
phone event she looked around the room before saying, “There was
a certain decisiveness and maybe a fear in his voice that just
made the distress of his situation seem real to me. I open the
floor…..”
The entire group fell silent for a few minutes and Selena was
waiting for the group to laugh at her and call her a rube, until
Ross Curran spoke up.
“Dale Gaiters is a medical research scientist and doctor who sits
on the board for an Oncology-Hematology study group my wife and I
volunteer for through contributions by WSGG. He speaks about
inroads being made in cancer research in front of large business
groups to raise money for aftercare as well as prevention. I
don’t really know him personally, but I’ve introduced him before
groups and I know he studies and does research for Galaxy. It
doesn’t mean it’s him, but the name is not fictional, for sure.”
“Very quickly here, is the short story of all this that they may
have a drug or treatment that works, but as with many other
cancer drugs it makes you so sick that it might be worse than the
cancer……and they’ve come up with a another drug that makes it all
tolerable, thus improving any patients chances…..but after
initial testing when it was sent to the FDA the specimens were
fixed to make the drug and research seem wasted along with lots
of investors money……then when the price of the stock plunges
employees will prop up the company with profit sharing or the
like and an inside group will reap huge profits….is that the
basic gist?” Willis Menard asked in broken sentences as he put a
mental outline from his head into words.
“Ummm, that’s about what I got from the phone conversation Mr.
Menard. He intimated that a breakthrough drug was close for some
cancers, but it had severe side effects. But, this Brocadium
negated those side effects as well as many of the other side
effects from other cancer drugs. Some of that wasn’t specific,
but was implied.” Selena told him.
John Branniff leaned forward adding, “I didn’t pay entire close
attention to the story last night, ahh. . . about just what this
Brocadium was supposed to do, but nullifying the sickness was
talked about. The one point stressed was how miserably it had
failed in FDA testing and how much money was spent to get eight
percent positive results.”
“Galaxy gave the FDA almost 5000 dosing plans and only ten
percent were legit? If that’s true someone inside the FDA was in
on everything. This goes high, real high. No wonder he wants to
leave the country.” Slim added.
J. Trace Fountain stood and took the bull by the horns.
“Do we have safe connections at any of these places, the FDA,
Galaxy? If we don’t maybe we should just walk away. If we do,
let’s do a “little” investigating. We aren’t the FBI here and our
mission is to protect the investments of our subscribers; once
this show aired last night there is little we can tell them to
help anyone.”
“Somewhere there is a telephone record of this guys call to us.
If his story is on the level and investigation ensues, we have
become part of it. You all realize that don’t you?” Deneigh piped
in. Trace looked off into space for an answer and then settled
his eyes on Ross Curran.
“Mr. Curran, why don’t you try contacting this Gaiters fellow
through the charity you met him through? Since we actively
support the group it wouldn’t be out of line to want to speak to
him. This might be the most prudent, and probably the only way we
might talk to him.”
Every eye in the room went to Ross Curran who was already nodding
his head in agreement.
“This is something that, all in all, we shouldn’t get involved
with. However, that doesn’t mean we are above the responsibility
of blowing the whistle. First though I will try to talk with
Doctor Gaiters to be sure the call was legit in the first place.
In any event I think we should make an entire report to the SEC
of the phone call and this meeting, plus any subsequent
conversations I have with the doctor. Any of our customers who
were invested in Galaxy have already lost their money. Those who
are fully diversified will survive and hold onto a good tech
stock like Galaxy. If there is a plot to plunge the stock in
hopes of scooping up the scraps and making an employee takeover
at a bargain price I think they have erred greatly. I would guess
most of those heavily invested there can take a punch. Let me ask
each of you to use any contacts you have and sniff around a bit.
Lets meet together again at 3 o’clock and if I can arrange it I
will have an SEC agent here to listen to what we know. That
should divest us of any responsibility. Can we all agree to this
and do you give me proxy to speak for WSGG? Yea or . . . . . .
nay?”
All hands quickly went up to show unanimous agreement.
“Thank you ladies and gentlemen. Miss Myersen I will need a
transcript of this meeting as soon as possible, if you would.”
Curran said as he pushed his chair back to signal an end to the
gathering.
Selena felt a little vindicated that everyone took her seriously
and hadn’t thought she had jumped the gun on her instinct.
Instinct was educated deduction and that was one of the reasons
she was selected to be a part of the group and a tenet well honed
by her schooling and sharpened by her mentor Doc Stevens.
Back in her office she began to go over some of the day’s prices
and large transactions when she remembered Shelley was supposed
to have gotten to New York on Thursday. She took her coffee cup
and on the way to the brew pot she stuck her head in Slims
temporary cubicle.
“Slim did Shelley get here OK?”
“She made it OK, but she didn’t get to town until noon and she
worked until closing. So, she didn’t get in until 2 o’clock.
Needless to say I’m a little short on sleep.”
Shelley had warned Slim that when faced with a new challenge she
would jump in feet first and devote as much time as she could
until she was fully versed on every aspect of her new career.
“Hmmmm, I bet she’s sleeping just fine right now.” Selena said
with a smirk and a wink.
Slim smiled and nodded and thought back to his waiting in the
lobby once she called and said she was on her way from work. The
kiss and embrace at the door was tear-filled and passionate. The
ride up the elevator was both hands held tightly as they smiled
with no words. Once inside the door of the apartment was a flurry
of questions from Slim, “How was the job the first day?, Did you
get the house settled?, Did you arrange to have your bags sent
from The Four Seasons?”
“Forget ALL that stuff!! My job will be fine, I have a house
sitter and Joe’s friend Joseph will drop my bags today and bring
me to work. Please make love to me NOW, and then we can shower
together and make love again and again. But I need you inside me
NOW.” She said as she began unbuttoning her vest and working the
stays on her skirt.
Slim could hardly move or speak as he watched her push her skirt
down and she stood there unbuttoning her blouse in her pantyhose
and just revealed bra. She took him by the hand and pulled him
toward the bed stopping to undo her bra and shimmy out of her
undergarment. She laid back on the bed and said “What are you
waiting for?”
Slim stood there dumbfounded as he watched his dream come true.
Her buxom bronzed body lay before him as he began to struggle out
of the house clothes he slept in and had worn waiting for her
call. Once he slid the pants over his hard cock to reveal no
underwear she smiled.
“There’s what I want inside me. Slim please make us one and I
don’t care how fast it is, please!” She said as she sent fingers
to her pussy to part her wet lips as he knelt on the bed before
her and brought his mouth to hers. One poke, two pokes and whoosh
he was inside her as they groaned into each others mouths.
Wordlessly they made love as he pumped into her slow and deep.
She began to pant in his ear almost immediately and her ardor
brought rise to his as he picked up the pace as he buried his
head in her hair and the pillow it lay on. Before he could
control himself he was way over the edge as he pounded her and
her legs went around him. In a flash he felt his cum rise and he
was depositing his pent up load into her pussy as they each made
animal sounds to each other before he began to slow and finally
fall onto her, puffing in her ear. Her leg fell from around him
and he rolled off her to his back as they both lay there panting
in relief.
“Maybe I don’t have the stamina on that promise for a shower.”
She said breathlessly.
“I hear you, we aren’t 19 anymore. I have to be at work at 8:00
a.m.” Slim answered, fading quickly.
“Make sure your alarm is set, we can talk and fiddle a bit then.”
Shelley said ready to fall asleep after getting a monkey of her
back that had kept her evenings restless for the past few nights.
Once that alarm did go off at 6:30 they were both happy just to
hold each other in their arms. They exchanged “I love you’s”
before Slim got up and into the shower. When he returned she was
sleeping soundly and he re-set the alarm for her. All of the
visions of screwing all night and waking to a honeymoon slurp
session died with the contentment of actually having each other
there. There would be time to enjoy each others bodies on the
weekend once she was settled. Right now just knowing they had
each other made life special. He would call her at 11 to make
sure she was up. Joseph was coming at 1:30 with her bags and to
bring her to work. She was off on Saturday and Sunday to get
settled, but had been asked by Frederic to come in each day to
meet the weekend bar staff and see the catering and banquet
operations in action. Frederic had a plan for her training so he
could retire with a clear conscience from a job he felt very
dedicated and proud of.
Besides the uproar over her phone call in the morning her day had
been quite uneventful. When Galaxy stock plunged just over 10
percent each of the partners waited for the bottom to fall out,
but true to Ross Curran’s prediction most investors had strong
enough stomachs to handle the plunge and dominos would not be
falling today, at least.
Just before noon her private phone rang and she saw it was Joe
before picking up.
“Hello my love.”
“I just wanted to let you know that the car is packed and I can
assure you I’ve forgotten nothing. I can pick you up from work
and we can be off.” Joe told her.
“That’s great! If you did forget something I need we can always
make do. We have everything at the house. I’m psyched!”
“OK precious, I’ll see you at 4:30 sharp. Oh, and by the way I
spoke with Joseph this morning and Frederic is very excited about
Shelley. I guess she shares his attention to detail. She worked
12 hours yesterday and closed.”
“I’ll bet he’s not as excited as Slim is.” She said chuckling.
“Oh yes, you may be right there!” Joe added sarcastically.
“OK, see you at 4:30, kiss-kiss.” Selena said hanging up.
Selena quickly went through her checklist of thresholds and
hallmarks of common stocks and commodities to sniff out any odd
action before she left for lunch and was surprised Galaxy Pharm
was not on the list. She keyed her monitor over to the whole
board and treed down to Galaxy and saw it red-lined with only a
trading suspension noted. She picked up her intercom and buzzed
Ross Curran.
Seeing her light was the only light on his phone Ross knew who
was calling.
“I know, I know I just saw that too. My liaison at the
Oncology-Hematology Cure Consultants Group just called and said
it was funny Dr. Gaiters hadn’t called him back and that his
messaging program was showing him offline. He is normally open to
any calls from the group. Maybe we’ll know more after lunch.
Speaking of lunch, are you free?” Ross asked.
“No, I can’t today. I’ve already made plans, but I’ll take a rain
check. Canceling the Friday wrap-up opened up the weekend for me
and I want to take advantage of the last blast of nice weather.”
She explained.
“Don’t think I didn’t notice you were wearing happy clothes
today. You look like a bright fall fashion ad. With doctors
appointments taking 3 of us for the afternoon the wrap-up would
have been tedious. Miss Myersen has enough to lay out the bed of
the newsletter and Sunday night we can fill it in. My friend from
the SEC can’t be here this afternoon, but he wants the minutes of
our meeting. He may call you as well. Hopefully by Monday this
will all have some shape.” Curran explained.
“I’m going to conference by Net Meeting on Sunday, I hope that’s
alright with everyone.”
“As long as you’re the only one, until they solve bandwidth
problems in this building. . . . . . .” He began to say, having
made his point.
“Slim says it’s the server connection because he’s done 5 ways
without problems, stutters or disconnects. He’s going to look
into the new wireless technology for us. You asked us to each
giver him a solver, I gave him that. I’m sold on his market savvy
totally. We need a partner with tech skills.”
“If we can do the Sunday night letter without having to come in
I’ll adopt him.” Curran chuckled.
“He says that’s totally possible real soon. The technology is
there, we just don’t have it. With a loaded laptop, Deneigh could
even finish it all from home and publish and send out the Sunday
Night Letter. We just have to arrange to have the main frame up
for her.” Selena explained, looking at her watch.
“If nothing is happening on the big board why don’t we, along
with Deneigh and Slim, meet in the Great Room at 3 and finish out
the week there?” Ross suggested.
“Sounds good. I have to run along myself. Goodbye.” Selena said
before quickly putting on her coat and tying the front closed and
dashing out the door.
Only the hint of coolness in the air denied the day from being
just like early summer. It looked summer and almost felt summer,
but the messages of October and November were definitely in the
queue. She could have left the coat behind, but if they didn’t
eat their lunch in the sun today she might be sorry.
Alexis was just stepping off the elevator when Selena came
through the turning door of the building. They both headed toward
the sandwich kiosk after making quick eye contact.
“THAT was timing, huh? The line isn’t too long either. We almost
stayed in conference over the drug company scandal. I really
didn’t want to miss the chance to be outside today. The nice days
are numbered.” Selena said as the two got in the line.
“The Galaxy thing, did you see that last night? Foreign banks
failing and investors losing billions over here on bogus
research; I’m glad I’m not a millionaire . . . . .
YET!” Alexis said with a laugh.
“That whole story may blow up, watch and see what happens.”
Selena said.
“Really! THAT’S interesting, tell me more.” Alexis said turning
back to face Selena with interest.
Selena put a finger to her lips and closed her thumb to the
finger twisting it as if a key were locking her mouth.
“We’re going home upstate as soon as I finish tonight so I won’t
need a ride. I haven’t talked to anyone about the offer from the
studio yet and 3 of my partners may be gone by the time I get
back from lunch, so it may have to wait. I may run it by a couple
of them to get an idea what to expect though.”
Alexis was well aware that she had overstepped the boundaries of
good business and trusted friendship by asking for more details.
In their business many people were privy to what some might call
“inside” information and watching who said what to who could mean
the difference of claiming moot knowledge and lying to
investigators.
“I’m sorry for that question Selena, force of habit in the
outside world. I hope you know I wouldn’t drill you for info. Our
office manager was let go for just acknowledging he talked to a
client. He was overheard while on the phone talking to a friend;
my bad, very sorry.” Alexis said in a low confessional toned
voice.
Selena only nodded pan-faced, turned away momentarily and then
continued their conversation as if it were never interrupted.
Both women knew the gravity of their positions and the rules of
friendship within the community. Selena had learned it early on
in her relationship with Joe. He was perhaps the only person
outside the confines of her office that she could speak frankly
with concerning business deals.
They got their sandwiches and drinks and went outside the
building to see 2 people leaving a bench in a little brick paved
alcove next to the building. They quickly moved to get the bench
so they could eat and talk.
“You seem so content in your relationship. Are you convinced this
is it, or do you keep an eye open for maybe a more perfect Mr.
Right?” Alexis asked when the conversation lulled.
“We are the two peas in a pod you hear people talk about. Nothing
could make my life better, make me happier. He is the genuine
article and no man could possibly interest me. Keeping an eye
open for something better would tell me that I wasn’t happy. If
you’re open to advances it means you aren’t content. I’m far
beyond content.” Selena attested.
“Would you open your eyes for THAT?” Alexis said under her breath
poking her and pointing out a guy walking by.
Selena looked up to see a well tanned handsome man with his suit
coat over his shoulder, holding it in his finger, trying to
defray the mid-day sun on his back.
“You don’t admire an ass like that?” Alexis said smartly.
“To each his own, and I’ve found mine. I knew he was the one
almost from the moment I met him. He rejected me because I was
too young, but I pursued him anyway. That guy may be handsome,
but my Joe is a special you can’t describe.”
“Well I’m certainly happy for you; I haven’t found my perfect
guy. The ones who make me happy in bed I would usually have to
support.” Alexis said with a mixture of pride and shame.
“Sex and security are important, but they aren’t the first
qualifiers when you look for a mate. My Joe is smart as hell,
treats me like a queen and knows so much about life it amazes me.
Yet, he would say the same thing about me if you asked him. On
top of all that, the sex is amazing and security isn’t even a
thought. We do well.”
“You might think I’m awful.” Alexis warned, “But I need a man
that can satisfy me . . A LOT! Sex cools my frustrations,
relieves my stress.”
“Well, I think sex is an expression of love and when you’re in
love it’s just awesome. I’ve never had casual sex, but I guess I
understand the relief you might get; but if you’re having another
person inside you, shouldn’t there be something more that just
getting your rocks off? Can’t you do that alone?” Selena
wondered.
“Alone is nice, but the taste and feel and smell of a man is
just, . . . just . . . ”
“I KNOW the difference Lex, but your ending is the same and the
special little things you like should be coming from a person who
feels special about you, not to mention the risks. I’m not
questioning your morality, just your judgment. Morally you have
to live with yourself and your conscience.” Selena snapped back.
“Oh my conscience is clear and I know some of the guys I’ve been
with think I’m a whore and that doesn’t bother me. I know there
are worse people in the world than me. The judgment part is a
problem. I have taken risks, stupid risks. I guess I have a hard
time deciding between the guys who want to get to know me and the
ones who just want to get in my panties.” Alexis said with
decided regret in her voice.
“Have you thought about not letting a guy GET in your panties
until you’re sure you know the difference?” Selena countered
quickly, hoping not to sound too judgmental.
Alexis looked at Selena with a sad look.
“Lex, how many of the guys you see now would go out with you if
they didn’t think they would end up in bed with you?”
Alexis looked down dejectedly, the answer to her question being
obvious.
“Alexis don’t beat yourself up or think I’m trying to be the
moral standard here, because I’m not. You were just equating
being happy in bed as the first criteria, and I’m saying that a
person who makes a real connection with you, whether handsome or
not, rich or poor or whatever, will set off the firecrackers when
you’re making each other happy as an expression of feelings.”
“I guess I have to change some things.” Alexis said.
“Lex, don’t change anything in your life based on my words. I’m
not the keeper of the Holy Grail of morals, nor could I be. If
you’re really happy, stay happy with things as they are. But, if
you’re not happy, you are the one who can change that.” Selena
said hoping the subject would change.
Alexis sensed that her friend didn’t want to keep up the end of
that particular conversation and reached out to pat Selena’s
hand.
“Thanks for your input; it’s nice to know you care. You’re a
trusted friend in this financial world of sharks and charlatans.”
Alexis said affectionately.
“Well put because that’s how I feel about our relationship as
well. Most of them would eat their young to survive and we can be
friends and confidants.” Selena said standing up.
“What do you say we do a quick power walk up to the corner and
get one of those Italian Ices you see people walking by with?”
Selena asked.
“Burn the calories before you add them, what a concept. Let’s
go!” Alexis said as the two of them laughed and sped up the
block.
………..
Although her lunch break was barely 45 minutes Selena felt
refreshed and energized as she put the anticipation of her trip
home on the back burner of her mind. She heard the lock click as
she bounced up the steps to WSGG knowing Deneigh had seen her red
dress swishing with her movements as she held her coat over her
arm in the mid-day sun.
“They’re waiting for you to call a meeting in the Great Room.”
Deneigh whispered instead of a hello.
“Go ahead and call it, I’m here and I’m clear.”
Selena’s heels clicked on the hardwood as she went through the
door into the Great Room and to her office. She heard Deneigh’s
intercom call to the other 5 offices just as she keyed her own
door open to hang up her coat and look in the mirror to primp. As
she turned to go back to her seat at the board table other doors
were opening as the rest of The Six were taking seats.
Ross Curran quickly got things started.
“I know a few of us have appointments this afternoon so I’ll be
brief. I have a few updates on things we might think about for
the Sunday Night Letter. Dr. Dale Gaiters was reported missing
earlier in the day but has since been taken in by the FBI. They
found him at an airport in San Diego. Eight others were taken out
in cuffs from Galaxy in a televised perp walk. It was a good show
for the stockholders to see. I don’t think investors know the
depth of the fraud they had pulled off, or tried to. My friend at
the Oncology-Hematology Studies board seems to think Gaiters was
taken in for his own protection. But that pot will not boil. I
think we made a good call on that whole deal, as well as on the
overseas banking fiasco. I know we did little more than watch
both unfold, but we could have been imprudent and panicked our
subscribers. It’s obviously why we are the best at what we do.
Whoever is left here at three o’clock will do a quick wrap-up so
Miss Myersen can take notes for the bed of the Sunday Night
Letter, barring any surprises. Does anyone else have anything?”
Selena looked around the room to be sure she was last if anyone
had an issue, but she saw the floor was hers.
“I want to run something by all of you. I’m sure you’ve all seen
the syndicated news drop-in The Final Bell on television; in New
York its part of a local news show and on FNN nationally as well.
I’ve been offered an opportunity to serve as a fill in and back
up to the regular host of that. It’s only 4 or 5 minutes long and
is taped around 4:30 so it would not interfere with anything
here. They do not offer advice, they only report. We would get
two mentions on any day I did it as I opened and closed with “I’m
Selena Hanson from the Wall Street Global Group.” We actually
could become an advertiser. I didn’t pursue this, my friend
Alexis Konsantakis is the host and she would like a break from
time to time, as well as a vacation at some point, and she
championed me to her producers. I’m not doing this for the money,
only the kick and the experience. I cannot and will not do it if
any of you have objections or think it compromises us at all. My
feelings will not be hurt in the slightest. The flattery of being
asked and then doing a successful audition is a fair enough ego
stroke. WSGG is first and foremost, be assured of that.”
The five men looked at each other with non-committal shrugs, with
John Branniff speaking up.
I don’t think any of us have a problem, but I would like a chance
to see it a few times and make sure it doesn’t have a political
slant to it. As with anything like this, we should run it by
legal to make sure we aren’t overstepping any bounds or rules.
Otherwise I think it’s fantastic for you, congratulations.”
Smiles lit up the faces of the men as they all nodded in
agreement with John Branniff like proud uncles fawning over a
favorite niece.
Selena flushed in embarrassment saying “Thank you all. This is
all quite an ego rush to me and quite gratifying. Being so young
and having so much thrust upon me, this opportunity, whether I do
it or not, tells me something about myself I never knew.”
Her flush of embarrassment and ego rush didn’t come without other
side effects. Suddenly her pussy flowed and she wished Joe were
there at that moment to satisfy her sexual heat generated by the
ego rush. She quickly counted off the hours in her head to the
time when she would be bent over the back of the sofa just in
front of the open elevator at her upstate home. She even imagined
the smell of the fiber and filling as she thrust her face into it
reacting to the thumb Joe would push up her little asshole, as he
always did while taking her in that position.
“Don’t be so embarrassed young lady,” Charles Ford chided her,
“You’ve earned everything you have. Nothing has come your way
that you didn’t strive for.”
Although her red face ebbed, only one thing could sate the hunger
in her womanly loins and the fact she had to wait for it somehow
would make it sweeter.
Three of her partners stood and excused themselves as they headed
to separate doctors appointments after brief apologies and
goodbyes.
“Miss Myersen, Mr. Beupour, please join Miss Hanson, Mr. Fountain
and I at 3 o’clock in this same room for a newsletter note taking
session on the events of the week. Like our three fellows here,
my friend from the SEC cannot make our little gathering and as
things are turning out, we may not need him. I will see you all
in about 90 minutes.” Ross Curran said as he informally dismissed
the group as they headed in their offices.
Her trip home for a long weekend with Joe and her friends was all
that would be on Selena’s mind for the duration of the day. She
only hoped that in watching numbers and prices go by on the
screen while watching the events of the world unfold she wouldn’t
miss some obvious connection because of her anticipation of her
pleasures.
Chapter 64
Selena had her brief and laptop packed and ready to go 30 minutes
before the three o’clock meeting that would end with her charging
from the building to head upstate. She had just sat to review the
trading screen when a knock came to her door. Ross Curran opened
the door before she could respond to his knock.
“Ms. Hanson, sorry to spring this on you but we weren’t
forewarned either. The FBI would like to speak with you about the
phone call from Doctor Gaiters this morning. They are here with
one of our legal team and would prefer to meet in your office
rather than in the Great Room. Is that OK?”
“Umm, . . . . uhhh, . . . . . yes, . . . I suppose. I don’t
know what I can tell them.” Selena said in a shocked surprise.
Very quickly Ross Curran entered her office and offered seats to
Will Herzog, a WSGG lawyer and Fred Brickell the FBI agent who
was currently displaying his ID credential.
“Ms. Hanson I understand that you do not know nor have ever met
Dr. Gaiters besides your conversation with him this morning.”
Brickell asked.
Selena looked at the lawyer who just nodded at her.
“That’s correct.”
“Any idea how he picked you?”
“I guess he’s familiar with the financial world and knows me, at
least my face, from television. When one of our financial or
market warnings are deemed newsworthy by the regular media they
come here for an official policy statement and my face has been
associated with those statements for the past year or more.”
“Do you regularly make cold call backs to unknown numbers?”
“No, but it was odd to have been called so many times so early in
the morning and when I saw the area code I knew it was San Diego
or thereabouts. I had just done a profile on a client from that
area and actually wondered at first if it had something to do
with them.”
“Did you think he was in his office then?”
“It never occurred to me if he was or wasn’t”
“Did you think it was a legitimate call?”
“Yes, just judging by the fear in his voice. It was a desperation
that came across the line.”
“No way could it have been a prank, a set-up?”
“Not in my mind. I hadn’t really seen the 20/20 show last night.”
“Who did you tell afterwards? Did you call anyone?”
“No, I went to Mr. Ford’s office for a little advice. I know he
has dealt with the SEC and it seemed it would fall into that
umbrella. We spoke and he thought it was worth a meeting of the
partners. Officially we decided to do nothing. Mr. Curran here
knew Dr. Gaiters from an association with a charity we work with
as a financial partner. We did nothing official and that was the
extent of our involvement.”
“Has Mr. Curran coached you as to what to say as an official
company line?” Brickell asked after a long pause in an accusatory
tone.
“What are you implying? I think the track record of this
organization speaks for itself and we have no reason to change or
doctor a story right or left of the truth. If you came in here to
get information for an investigation, fine! However if you came
here to make accusations on your own paranoid suppositions . . .
. . . ..” Selena started to say raising her voice and sitting up
in her seat.
“Whoa, whoa!” Will Herzog, the company lawyer jumped in quickly.
“Keep your temper Miss Hanson, and Mr. Brickell you can get off
your high horse if you’re not satisfied with what you’ve heard
here. Mr. Curran and Miss Hanson told you the same story because
it is the truth and the way that it happened.”
Brickell was exasperated and peeved at the outburst from both
Selena and the lawyer.
“I’m sorry if you don’t like my line of questioning but we are a
little incredulous that this whole scam could have been done and
manipulated without Doctor Gaiter’s knowledge. In the whole root
of his professional connections he made one call after gaining
full knowledge of the shows revelations and that was to this
office.”
“Well for those who look to us for financial advice and guidance
as news, Miss Hanson is the face of this company. She fronts our
announcements and warnings. Both Gaiters and I represent our
firms as volunteers for Oncology-Hematology Studies and
Solutions. He may know me but I doubt he really knows who I
represent. If you were desperate to get news of this type out to
avoid calling authorities to incriminate yourself I can see why
he picked Miss Hanson.” Ross Curran said firmly to Brickell.
Brickell got up and appeared to stretch his legs.
“I want to believe all of you, Dr. Gaiters included. I guess what
I can’t believe is that a network and a government could be so
easily duped; the network because it would have taken just a bit
of investigation and legwork to reveal the whole scam, the
Government because if this sort of apathy exists in other
departments we are open targets for terrorists of any kind.”
“Mr. Brickell, I do not think you would have to go very far to
see that WSGG has a completely unsullied reputation as THE
stalwart in this field. We are unique in many ways and protecting
our own self-interest leads that parade. Just days ago I’m sure
you heard about the Scottish banking disaster that resulted in
their government forcing a merger to save financial collapse. We
ferreted that out and saw it coming and even had the problems
verified by an insider. However we had to watch that institution
fall because of that verification. It would have made us look
like co-opting partners in the scheme which we could easily have
proven moot. However the simple accusation makes you guilty in
many eyes, especially that of the media. We protect ourselves
THAT much.” Curran explained.
“Your firm and the company in this room are not targets of any
investigation; we are simply verifying and fact checking to look
for the cogs that were mickeyed on this whole fraud. You all have
to know that this was no coincidence. I have no reason to believe
anything otherwise about WSGG and my line of questioning was for
reactionary purposes. Dr. Gaiters is in our custody as a witness
at this point and news reports should reflect that. No knowledge
of this meeting should go beyond the people in this room.”
Brickell said, sort of turning his hand as it were.
“I can assure you that confidentiality is a nature of our
business and no knowledge of this meeting will leave this room.”
Herzog said darting looks to both Ross Curran and Selena.
“You have our assurance.” Curran said while nodding to Selena who
affirmed her position with a nod of her own.
FBI agent Brickell and WSGG lawyer Herzog got up and swiftly left
the room leaving the two stunned partners looking to each other.
“Did our own lawyer set us up for a fall there, or is there
something else I don’t understand?” Selena asked Ross Curran.
“I think Mr. Herzog just avoided a subpoena being served on us.
The FBI just got all the information they needed from us without
asking us under oath. I’m sure Will assured him we would be
forthright. Subpoenas infer guilt even though the back-peddle on
this one would have been easy to explain. You aren’t naïve in
your assessment of the situation, but maybe in your view of the
government and power they can wield when they need information.
They knew a call was made from Gaiters to here, whether from his
home, his cell or the office. They needed context to match his
story.”
Just as Curran finished his explanation to Selena a knock came to
the door before it opened with Will Herzog smiling at them.
“Well done. I just showed Mr. Brickell out. They just needed
corroboration of facts. Normally businesses in our field do not
disclose anything to maintain customer security but I could bend
since neither Dr. Gaiters nor Galaxy were ever clients. Miss
Hanson you fell into a common trap they set, losing your cool
over assumed accusations. Keep that in mind should the situation
should ever arise again. I think they sort of knew what they were
going to hear, but you stamp out every fire until the smoke
stops.” Herzog said with a goodbye nod as he quickly left.
Ross looked to Selena with a sort of confident smirk knowing he
had assumed the agents intentions correctly, and spoke, “I can’t
help but notice you are packed up and ready to fly as soon as our
meeting is over so we better get going. I’m 10 minutes late in
calling it.” He said as he excused himself and rushed to his
office and gather his notes and ask Deneigh to call the remaining
group to the Great Room.
While Selena’s mind was working throughout the meeting to help
lay the bed for the newsletter as well as watch the live stock
board in the background, her subconscious was on one thing; her
love Joe Johnson and the great pleasure he would provide to sweep
her away from all of this. She battled the stress of anticipation
all through the shortened meeting. Even before the 4 o’clock end
of the meeting Deneigh insisted she had enough to fill the early
bed of the newsletter. She had volunteered to write the opening
summary for that weeks financial dealings of the investment
world. Sunday night The Six would critique it and add their own
notes with the salient points they felt should be noted.
“I think we all want a chance to get out of here and enjoy this,
maybe the last, sunny warm day to feel like summer as fall creeps
in. We’ll see you all on Sunday night for what should be a quick
meeting. Miss Hanson is leaving for Upstate and will join us by
Net Meeting. Have a safe trip.” Curran said as he stood and ended
the gathering.
Selena took her white coat and draped it over her arm and picked
up her just closed brief. She wouldn’t have seemed any more
anxious to leave if she ran to the door. She stood next to the
reception desk taking quick inventory of what she wanted and
needed to bring with her to be sure she had everything.
“You and Joe have a safe and relaxing weekend upstate.” Deneigh
wished her as she gathered her own things and straightened her
desk.
“Oh, we will. We both need to get out of the city and breathe. Do
you have any plans?” Selena asked her as she took inventory.
“Yes, study and work. I know it doesn’t sound too exciting but
with Robben out of my life my head is finally clear of stress.
Plus it’s a penance for some of the things I’ve wrongly steered
myself into. I look up to you and envy the peace you seem to
have. I’m hoping my study and hard work will put me on a like
path.” Deneigh said quite frankly.
Her words stopped Selena in her tracks.
“Golly, I’m flattered you would say that about me. I wish there
were some words of advice I could pass along besides to work
hard, study hard and when the opportunity presents itself, play
hard to balance your life. Reaching goals may not always be easy,
but the effort alone will show you how to get further. There is a
satisfaction in that. We will talk when I get back and we both
have the time, OK?”
Deneigh smiled and relaxed her shoulders, tipping her head to
look at Selena with a thankful face. “I would like that. We’ll
try to make time. You’re so nice.”
Selena smiled back, still flattered by Deneigh’s admission and
opened the door to the street where Joe sat waiting.
She flew down the steps as her eyes met Joe’s and smiled. She
dropped her brief behind the seat and slid into the car while
kissing Joe hello.
“Get me out of the city, then pull over and make love to me over
the back of the car if you can, THAT’S how much I need you right
now. I thought this day would never end.” She told Joe bluntly.
“Well, I’m afraid you’ll have to wait until we get home for that
sort of hello from me, but don’t think it isn’t tempting; even in
Manhattan THAT would draw a crowd.” Joe said with a smile as he
pulled up the street to start their journey home.
Traffic was intense, but surprisingly steady moving as they
battled their way out of the city. Neither of them said much of
anything as they each played back the reasons to get away in
their minds, stress melting in their wake. Just past the George
Washington Bridge exit traffic quickly thinned to a manageable
pace where Joe’s hunched shoulders finally relaxed and he settled
into the seat.
“Back and knees OK, Joey? I can drive if you’re hurting.” Selena
said knowing he would never give up the control of his sporty
little toy.
“No, I’m fine. The hurting will be when I get out and have to
work out the stiffening.”
“I was hoping for a certain amount of stiffness.” She said with a
grin.
Joe smiled and put a hand on her knee, keeping his eyes on the
traffic ahead.
The two remained amazingly quiet for almost the next hour of the
trip as they listened to the world news and financial reports on
the New York all news station. Joe was about to comment on
something, breaking his road reverie when he looked at Selena and
saw her staring at him with a look as if she was watching
something very special.
“What?? Do I have a booger on my face? Did you just figure I was
twice your age?” Joe asked wondering what she found so
mesmerizing.
“I was just looking at the man that I love and thinking of all
the things he does that make me happy and content. I’m just happy
that I’m in love with you and even happier that you love me.” She
answered.
“Penny for your thoughts.”
“You sure you can control the car if I tell you? It’s pretty
intimate stuff.”
“Try me.” He said with a confident chuckle.
“Oh, things like how when I lay next to you and rest my head
anywhere on you and I smell you, your scent, and how that arouses
my senses, makes me want you. I love the way you fondle my body,
hold it like it’s precious and adore it like you do. I love your
hands on my breasts before you kiss my nipples to feel them
harden in your mouth. Whether you’re standing holding me or if
I’m laying on top of you, you run your hands over the roundness
of my bottom and squeeze me and give it a playful slap. When you
hold my head in your hands and kiss my lips like you’re drinking
from the Holy Grail. I love those things. I love when you’re
lying on top of me and your excited cock finds its way into me
and you flex enough to slide all the way up inside of me. I love
the look on your face as you fill me as well as the feeling of
being one with you. I love when you worship my most sensitive
spot with your tongue and mouth. Your kissing and sucking my
pussy makes me just insane. When I know you are opening me to get
your tongue deeper to taste my very core it drives me up a wall.
When you’re lying on me pumping in and out and you suddenly sit
up and let me turn over so you can thread your cock in from
behind it feels so different and you fill me where other
positions don’t reach, that’s one of my little heavens. We
couldn’t enjoy that if there were no love. When you thrusting in
me that way I can almost tell when you’ve noticed my little hiney
hole. I know you’re going to wet a finger or your thumb to glide
over it, or even push it in. It stings a bit at first, but then
the fullness is wonderful. Sometimes I wonder if you’ll decide
you want to put your whole penis up there, now that’s intimate,
feeling you inside my very being after I’ve grunted and worked to
accept you there. The stretching and stinging I feel are
borderline pleasure and pain. Riding that cusp of both sensations
is wonderful. I’m always amazed when a few minutes later you are
thrusting into me there and it’s so loose and I’m accepting you
after I can feel every hair and freckle as you first go up into
me.
Oh, and I’ve almost forgotten about your taste, it’s so special
to kiss your neck and feel that salty sting on my tongue, or
better yet to kiss and lick on your wonderful penis. It’s all
stiff and excited for me and I know my mouth eases it’s rampant
excitement. But selfishly, I love the feel of the velvet head and
the taste that is like no other taste in the world. But there is
still one taste left and only you can provide it; the taste of
the juice you cook in your balls that will make our babies plus
the groan and cries of pleasure that go with it. You see Joseph,
you give me so much pleasure and satisfaction, and not just
through intimate sexuality, that I will do anything to please you
and make you happy. So when I look at you like that I am doing a
quick review of everyway that you please me and that I please
you. Now I’m sorry that I may have made your driving position a
little uncomfortable, but we’ll take care of that discomfort as
soon as we get home.”
Joe had been a little dumbfounded from the second sentence of her
“thoughts” he had asked for. He expected a few word answer, not a
blow by blow description of the intimacies she craved. But he was
not at all surprised at her frankness, because he too felt
something beyond a normal “in love” feeling. She was truly
broadcasting a karma or aura that he was receiving over the lines
of his own broadcast of same.
Moving his eyes from the road and back to her a few times he
suddenly became dry mouthed and at a loss of words.
He stumbled in his mind for words to say besides telling her he
felt the same way, because it was implied and she knew it to be
true already.
“Are you feeling the same discomfort?” He managed to say.
“My pussy is leaking, my panty is soaked and only the thought of
you making love to me in the next few minutes is keeping me from
thrusting my fingers inside myself to relieve the knot I have.”
She said as she placed her hand over his that was resting on the
stick shift.
He repositioned his hand and they intertwined fingers and
silently held hands through the light but steady traffic until
their exit came into view, needing his hand to downshift. In less
than 10 minutes they were pulling into the garage as the door was
closing behind them. They flashed eyes at each other and quickly
got out of the car and Joe adjusted the security system to its
new mode. Selena opened the elevator and held the door as Joe
gimped through his driving stiffness to the door and it closed.
Moving up the one floor she looked at him and a small smile crept
over her lips as she anticipated the next few moments.
The door slid open and they stepped off, Selena turning to the
back of the sofa. She reached under her dress and took her damp
panty and pulled it down and stepped out of it before bending
over the back of the sofa. All the while Joe was struggling with
a zipper that refused to cooperate and a penis that was too stiff
to come out of his fly. He undid the snap on his shorts and
pulled the front of his underwear over his manhood as he stepped
to Selena and pushed the red dress over the globes of her ass.
Her breath caught as he placed a hand at the base of her spine
and the other grasped the cheek of her ass. His thumb resting
just a few inches away from her moisture shined asshole, he
pulled her open just enough to put the head of his cock to his
puffed pussy lips and sink into her. She arched her back up at
the intrusion grunting a long hard “yesssssss” as he filled her.
He stood pressed into her and as she arched up as he reached
around her crossing his arms in front of her filling his hands
with her breasts, pulling her to him.
“God, I love you so much. You make me happier than anything in
the world, anything in this life.” He whispered in her ear before
nipping it with his teeth. He then felt her weigh heavy in his
hands and he let go letting her fall forward with her arms on the
cushions of the sofa to support her. He could hold back his lust
no longer. He pulled from her and slammed back home with swift
slaps over and over again pummeling her with a lustful vengeance
that she welcomed.
“Ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh aaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiEEEEEEEEE!” She
wailed as he fucked the daylights out of her.
Holding her lovely tanned ass as he plowed her pussy filling his
desire for her more. The cute little wrinkled hole of her bottom
was winking with each thrust and the thought of pulling from her
pussy and plowing her there crossed his mind,
but it certainly would have ruined the moment, even though she
would have welcomed it. This was an animal lust fuck to satisfy
the inner sexual beasts in each of them. Quickly after her second
hard orgasm he felt his cum rising as he was almost leaving his
feet on each thrust. He couldn’t fuck her hard enough as her feet
were off the carpet and her body was balanced on the top of the
sofaback, her pussy like an offering at his altar of sex. He
could hold back no more as a grinding grunt came from deep within
himself as he sent shot after shot of his hot cum into her womb.
Soon he fell onto her breaking the perfect balance she had
sending her forward and flopping to the floor, riding the sofa
cushion she had been hanging onto under her. Joe’s cock slipped
from her as he hadn’t anticipated the tenuous balance she had
before him and he fell almost head first into the vacant cushion
slot before twisting and landing on the sofa, laughing at the
situation.
Selena was giggling and holding onto her pussy, now with both
hands.
“Oh, you beat my poor little pussy up! But it felt so good! I
needed that so bad and by the wads of cum I’m leaking, you were a
little needy too.” She sighed.
“As if I wasn’t bad enough, your little dissertation in the car
really got me churning. Just getting away where we don’t have any
commitments, especially you, is so spirit freeing.” Joe said
reaching for tissues from the end table for Selena to stem the
flood.
“Can we take 5 more years of the city?” She wondered as took the
tissues to dam her pussy and save the cushions and sofa from
fresh cum stains.
“Oh, we can do that, especially together like we are. We just
have to plan get-aways more often, getting to see old friends
and your parents on a more regular basis. Being able to have the
Sunday Night Letter via web cast will make all the difference in
the world.” Joe said as he began to gather himself to get up and
help Selena.
“I’m OK Joey. Just lie there and relax. I’ll be back in a minute
to clean you up as well.” She said struggling to her feet.
“I can do . . . . . . . ” He started to say as started to get up
but she quickly pushed him back with a finger to his chest.
“I SAID to lie there are relax! You’re going to have to start
listening to me and letting me help you some times. I see you
struggling with your knees and back and I want to help and you’re
going to let me. If you think it’s a question of manhood, think
about what you just did to me. You’re ALL man and I’m going to do
what ever I can to keep it that way for as long as I can. You
think I can’t hear the grunts and groans after you get out of the
car after a trip, or after watching TV for a while. I may not be
there every morning when you get up, but I know you struggle for
a bit. Now stay there until I come back. GOT IT?”
“Yes, ma’am.” He said in resignation as he lay back to relax and
wait for her.
In a few minutes she was back in the room wearing just a fresh
thong and holding a wash cloth in her hand.
“Now you cooperate and let me clean you up and help you up or be
stubborn and miss out on Nurse Selena’s treatment.”
“I haven’t moved have I?” He said smartly.
Selena knelt before him and wiped some of the dried cum on his
belly before taking his cock in her hand and wrapping the wet
cloth around it. She gently pulled, rolling his foreskin all the
way up before peeling it back and cleaning the head.
“Oooo I may have to get a taste of this cute little thing. I
don’t think I can resist.”
“I don’t know baby. Twice so soon will ruin me for later.”
“I’m just going to taste, I’ll save the good stuff for later.”
She said winking and lowering her head.
The loving sensation of her mouth around the deflating head of
his cock definitely interested his libido as he began to return
to erectile form.
She quickly kissed the head goodbye and looked up.
“Somebody’s interested.” She said with a smirk as she got to her
feet.
She crouched and extended both hands to Joe.
“Give me your hands and brace your feet against my toes. When
your butt comes off the sofa I’ll step back and pull with you.
She said confidently.
It wasn’t exactly the perfect description, but Joe knew the
method she was using for a smaller person to help a larger one.
Once his body as in motion and had only one contact on the floor,
her weight shift would provide the lift he needed, and work it
did. He got to his feet with a grimace and stood unsteadily for a
moment. She took his hand and walked to the bedroom with him. The
few steps helped iron out the kinks in his knees as arthritis
crackled. He was OK at this point but she still babied him.
“Here sit on the edge of the bed and I’ll get your clothes, or
would you like to treadmill for a minute?”
“Hmmm, a walk would get me right. I just have to get moving.”
Selena pulled her collapsible treadmill from under the bed and
set it up. She turned and pushed his shirt off his shoulders and
then plugged the mill in the wall. Joe took his spot on the tread
and turned it on.
As it began to move Selena took their clothes and put them in a
hamper as she spoke.
“We’re taking MY car tonight so you don’t get so cramped up.
Maybe we should take it back to The City next time too. You
rarely drive when you’re there and seeing you all cramped up
after a longer trip kills me.” She said hoping to convince Joe
to leave his little roadster behind on the next trip.
Joe had no comment but leaving his car behind would be hard. It
was male ego hard at work for him, but he would consider it.
Selena came from the bathroom after using the bidet to freshen
and clean up and watched Joe walk for moment. He always told her
what a beauty she was and how every man who looked at her wanted
her. Right now she was looking at what a specimen Joe was. He
certainly didn’t look his age at all and a look at his body would
have denied the same. She knew of his aches and pains, but his
well tanned and muscled body was no slouch. He didn’t have a
paunch and his arms still rippled when he flexed. His calves and
thighs showed the “bands of steel” that powered his athleticism,
but his knees bore the scars of multiple surgeries. Between the
muscles that showed on his back, she knew there was a spine that
was not supporting his back like it did in his youth. Despite all
of this, any woman who looked at his body would take a second
look, especially with his handsome face. When he was excited and
stood before her she marveled at how the curved form of his
manhood made her swoon.. With the foreskin retracted behind the
shiny head as it curved up he looked like a sexual warrior ready
for battle. The feel of that innocent male organ in her hand, her
mouth, her vagina or even her bottom made her feel so vitally
feminine and so a part of the man she loved.
Joe broke her stupored stare by asking, “See anything you like?”,
with a chuckle.
“No, I see someone I love. Someone I love whom I fear is letting
vanity get in the way of what’s good for him.”
“Is this about the car?”
“No, it’s about you thinking there’s something wrong with my
helping you when you’re hurting or just unable to do some things
at some times. After you’ve been riding in the car for over 2
hours you need a little assistance until you get your back and
knees flexed out. You act like it’s castration. I love you and
will help you when I can, just like you’ll always do for me.”
“I know, I know and I’m sorry for the attitude. I guess it’s male
ego at work. I just always want to be your hero.” Joe admitted as
he stepped off the tread and went to hug her.
The two beautifully tanned bodies hugged and held each other for
a long moment. Joe’s excitement at being near her was obvious and
she looked down when she felt it.
“Put that away. It’s going for eight and Lucy will be here then
if she hasn’t heard from me.” She chuckled as she broke the hug
and headed for the clothes she laid out for them.
“Don’t yell at me, I didn’t take it out, you did!” Joe said with
a laugh.
In a few minutes they were dressed and ready for an evening out.
Selena hoped Lucy and Jeromy liked what she had planned, not sure
if they had discussed anything in particular. She had made
reservations at a near-by fondue restaurant where they could
privately chat and eat casually, with a little fun added. She and
Joe had done it before with The Ridleys when they came in from
the city to discuss their plans help Jacob further his medical
career.
After dinner and conversation she was hoping to come back to the
house for a nightcap and more conversation and catching up. Lucy
knew Selena would never let them drive home after drinking and
the invitation was made to spend the night, or she would get them
a cab. She was fairly certain they would spend the night in the
guest room so that they could begin a Saturday of shopping
together.
It was 5 until 8 o’clock when the doorbell rang. Selena ran like
a teenager waiting for her first date to the door. As Joe
adjusted his belt in the mirror in the bedroom he chuckled to
himself at the shrieking and whooping of the two friends who were
greeting each other like high-schoolers.
When Joe turned the corner out of the bedroom to look toward the
foyer he saw the two girls embracing and literally jumping up and
down. He shook his head and looked toward Jeromy and they came to
each other and shook hands.
“I guess they’re glad to see each other, how have you been?”
Jeromy asked.
“We’re good. Working and going to school at night is a little
taxing, but we’re doing it. By the time we get married we should
have pretty good “dowrys” built up for each other. Not having to
really worry about money is nice now, but it will be even better
when we get married.” Jeromy said.
“If you both get your Masters this way you’ll be set for a long
time as far as finding good paying and most importantly,
satisfying jobs.” Joe reassured him.
The girls had just finished their welcoming hugs and each turned
to her opposite man to welcome him.
Both girls were sniffing and wiping away tears from their reunion
as they hugged their opposite men.
“This was probably the most stressful week I’ve had in the real
world and coming home to let go is just what I needed. Let me
thank both of you for being here for me.” Selena said as she
broke the hug with Jeromy.
“School and full time work has us both under the gun, but we’re
glad we decided to do it this way. We break the stress with each
other a lot, but sharing with the two of you will be a mental
cleanser, for sure.” Lucy said in answer.
“I have a car picking us up and he should be downstairs already
if we go out the back.” Joe said as he herded everyone toward the
elevator.
Sure to his calculation, the car was just arriving as the garage
doors opened to let them out. The white Escalade would be perfect
for four to go to and from the restaurant.
It was an evening of laughter and reminisces, catching up and
sharing a love for each other honed by experience of life. Joe
noticed that the rebellious “punk” attitude of Jeromy had matured
into a more common sense approach to life. Lucy noticed that
Selena’s face had matured but that she still had an innocent
quality to her look. However there was an aura of a sage to her.
She was also a bit more hippy, a look that flattered her figure,
making her even more feminine. Although she had not had any
bisexual urges for quite a time, she knew Selena could reawaken
them in the unlikely event she wanted to pursue an affair. Both
Joe and Selena made mental notes that Lucy’s athletic body had
softened to a more lithe and petite look with a more prominent
lift to her breast and more bulbous bottom. The voyeur in Joe,
who had seen a glimpse of Lucy in bra and panty before, would
love to see that picture again. Both women’s bodies had gone
through natural changes that come with the natural maturation the
female goes through as it prepares for motherhood. Not that
either was pregnant, but birth control potions patches and pills
made the body answer questions that realistically it wasn’t
asking. Lucy wondered if Selena’s horny urges had lessened. She
knew her friend to be extremely sexual with a hunger for oral sex
that brought out the sexual animal in her. The combination of
sight, touch, taste and smell, she had told her, made her tingle
and want in a feral way. In her case the frequency of sex had
lessened, but the intensity of lovemaking had increased
dramatically. She too had a penchant for oral, even once telling
her friend that no penis had ever been inside her that hadn’t
first been in her mouth. It was a fascination that made her feel
safe, somehow.
Where she once felt she and Jeromy were conduits for each others
sexual and stress relief, now making love was the primary driving
force. Jeromy found it hard to look at both Joe and Selena
without admiring them and their relationship. He was keenly aware
of the sexual energy they exuded and knew of the liaisons Selena
and Lucy had partaken in. He understood everything that had
happened and held no ill will about it. All of these thoughts
created a karma around the table that bound the four in a unique
way.
After course after course of tidbits of meats, breads, cheeses
and vegetables being dipped and/or cooked in potions on the
table, desert had finally arrived in the form of strawberries and
pineapple with dark and white chocolate dips. The final round of
drinks had come with the check that Selena quickly hijacked.
While the others argued about what portion each couple should
pick up Selena slipped the check with 3 $100 bills to their
waiter as he passed the back of the booth.
“I’ve taken care of the check and no more words about it. This is
not about “our” treat, it’s MY treat.” She said to the surprised
guests.
Even Joe was a little taken aback as Selena usually had little or
no “walking around” money and hated to deal with cash. She gave
him a little wink and said
“I’ve been saving my lunch money for this,” with a giggle.
Joe opened his cell phone and with a few taps of keys he summoned
their car for the ride home.
After over two hours of talking, cajoling, and joking the ride
home was still noisy as each fought to get the speaking floor. In
a few minutes they were home and Joe prepared the living room
with the end table lights off and the rheostat at the end of the
table adjusting the mood lighting around the ceiling. Once they
settled into the living room at Joe’s with an aperitif the
conversation got quiet with lovers exchanging touches and long
wanting looks.
Selena snuggled her face into Joe’s neck and looked over to see
Lucy and Jeromy in a long kiss.
“OK you two, get a room. Make it our guest room, we’re not
letting you leave.” She said quietly.
“Oh no,” Lucy said breaking the kiss, “We hadn’t planned on going
home. We have changes of clothes in the car. The room sounds good
but I’m not ashamed to make love right here in front of both of
you. I guess that means I had too much to drink.”
“Oh? You have to get drunk to make love to me?” Jeromy said with
a smirk, knowing it would get her goat.
Lucy responded by pushing Jeromy back into the sofa and attaching
her mouth to his while sliding onto him, her hand going for his
crotch.
Selena looked to Joe and gave him a quirky smile and Joe made a
move to get up and leave the two alone. Selena pulled on his hand
and made almost the same move on Joe, pushing him back and laying
on him.
“I’m not ashamed either. I love you and am very proud of it.” She
said as he reached behind him to the switchbox on the end of the
table to turn the rheostat off.
Only the dim light from the back of the bar was on besides the
ambient lighting from the moon and stars. The room was dark
enough that you could make out forms, but not faces.
Joe had made love in front of others before and had few qualms,
but those times it was assumed there would be swapping. He wanted
no part of that and he was very sure Selena would not either. But
the thought of others in the room making love with them sounded
exciting and a bit kinky.
No sooner than that thought had passed through his brain he heard
Lucy mutter “now THIS is kinky and very exciting,” before she
giggled loudly. Selena responded to her words and laugh with a
giggle of her own before replanting her lips to Joe’s.
“Are you sure you want to share this?” Joe whispered in Selena’s
ear.
“It’s only going to be sounds and I’m OK with it.” She responded
quietly.
Joe was surprised at Selena’s reaction, but she knew Lucy
intimately having shared a dorm for 4 years, but he was a little
surprised to look over and see, even in the low, almost no light,
Lucy’s white ass mounting Jeromy. Her skirt was apparently pushed
up over her waist and panties were either never there or taken
off. Suddenly the sounds from that side of the room made it
apparent that someone was getting laid. At the same time Selena
was sitting up over Joe and working at his belt and zipper.
“I want you IN me.” She whispered as she reached his cock and
freed it from his underwear.
Selena straddled Joe and bent to hug her face to his side while
her pussy searched out his penis.
“Are you sure you want it this way, with other people here? Did
we drink that much?” Joe whispered to her.
His words stopped her cold. All she could hear were the sounds of
Lucy’s muffled groans and giggles. It certainly sounded sexy and
she was definitely horny enough to want Joe there on the spot,
but his reference to drinking too much stopped her.
“Joey, I don’t want you because I’m drunk, I want you because I
love you. I wanted you HERE because I’m not ashamed of it. Take
me in the bedroom and tear me up.” She said backing off Joe and
extending her hand to him.
Painfully, but determined, Joe let her help him to his feet and
they rushed past the rutting couple to their bedroom with Selena
saying “Don’t spend the night out here lovers, you have a
bedroom. We’re off to bed.”
As they turned into their room the sounds from the living room
got louder and it was apparent they were reaching their goal.
When the door clicked shut Selena turned to Joe strung her arms
around his head.
“I’m sorry if that got out of hand, I didn’t mean to make you
feel uncomfortable. It just happened and it seemed sexy at the
time.” She said apologetically.
“Don’t apologize Essy, you did nothing wrong and I’m not ashamed
of our making love in front of others, but I just felt it was fed
by the alcohol and I kind of was flashing back to similar
situations I’ve been in where girls were swapped, even DeePeed. I
was a bad boy then I didn’t like the reminder.” Joe admitted.
“Are you talking about an orgy?”
“Well, 2 gals and 3 guys. It was all planned out and was the
reason why we were there. It was a long time ago and after Lynn
jilted me. I was a little crazy then.”
“What’s DeePee?”
“Double penetration. A gal getting it in both her holes at once,
or one in her mouth and one in another. During the sexual
revolution women did crazy things to prove their independence
from society's rules. It seems pretty degrading now. I’m sorry.”
Joe explained with a bit of shame.
“It was a different time, and you didn’t know me then, so don’t
apologize. You did a lot of things to try and forget her, . . .
Lynn, huh?” She asked understanding Joe’s deep heartbreak from
long ago for the first time.
“I was trying to forget and she was trying to fix me up. Once I
ended up on the same bed with her. The girl she fixed me up with
was sucking me and she was on all fours the other way with her
head next to mine. She was giving me the play by play of her new
boyfriend fucking her up her ass. It was then I realized that she
and I were totally different people than the couple that was
going to get married. It cured me of her. But that was good
because the plan for me was for you to come into my life and I
couldn’t be any happier.” He explained.
“I’m sorry for all the times I didn’t understand. I . . . “
“No! No apologies. I had everything coming from you then. We have
each other now and life is perfect.” He said as he finally rested
back against the door from her weight leaning on him.
As he rested against the door and Selena hugged him they heard
the patter of feet and giggling go past the doorway.
“The lovers are retiring.” Selena whispered before she took her
arms from around his neck and ran them down his chest,
unbuttoning his shirt as she did.
After the bottom button she stood back and took hold of his pants
that were still opened and his underwear pulled around to expose
his package, and pulled them down.
“That must have been uncomfortable. Let me get you interested
again.” She said as she squat down and took his cock in her hands
and fondled it a bit before peeling back his foreskin and putting
the head in her mouth.
To get him rock hard again it took but a few of her licks and
sucks as well as the thought of making love to her.. He was hard
and bowed in no time and she pulled off.
“Tell me how you want me and tear me up lover. I want to feel
this big fat cock in me, making love to me.”
Joe quickly stepped from the door and shucked off his pants the
rest of the way and let his shirt fall. Selena was letting the
rest of her clothes fall before getting on the bed. Joe knelt
between her legs and took them in either hand, bending them back
and kissing the bottoms of her feet before putting them on his
shoulders. His penis found her wet pussy and he slid in, rolling
up a bit to be sure he found the bottom of her pussy. He could
almost feel the end of her cervix kissing the tip of his cock as
he swiveled his hips hoping to get a hair deeper in her.
As she made a gagging noise he rose his hips out of her and
slammed back into her, then over and over again. It created a
feeling of being possessed by him that she craved. He thrashed
her 15 or 20 times before leaning forward and bending her in
half, getting his face close enough to kiss her. His hips
pistoned 4 or 5 inches in and out of slick pussy so fast that it
must have been a blur.
Selena cried out in deep orgasm, her face in a contorted spasm if
he could have clearly seen it. If he willed it he could have shot
his load on the spot, but he was waiting for her to completely
orgasm out. He heard her stop breathing and knew she was bearing
down in him. She was THERE!
He no more than thought that when she yelped out and pushed back
at him, huffing and puffing like a sprinter.
He pulled from her and let her body fall, legs still stiff, into
an L on the bed.
She crossed her arms in front of her and rode the spasms from
deep within her womanhood jerking and sucking breaths
intermittently.
He still needed to finish and looked in the low light at her
pretty ass and pussy there before him. He walked one step on his
knees and bent and slid into her pussy, taking her breath away.
“Are you OK?”
“Yes, I thought you were going to put it someplace else and I
startled because my hiney isn’t ready. Oh God, my little pooty is
so wrecked, let me have him in my mouth.” She said pulling away
and flipping over.
Without Joe moving she was on all fours with her mouth fit over
the head of his aching cock. She ran her tongue around the tip
and sucked gently. Joe knew what she wanted. He reached down and
stroked himself a few times and she sloppily giggled and sucked
contentedly.
Five or eight strokes was all it took with her mouth coaxing him.
He blasted off a strong orgasm and felt her lock her lips behind
the corona of his tip as she swallowed. Joe was trying to be
quiet with others in the house, but it was hard.
“Hoo, hoo, hoo, oh my God baby, let up!” He whispered as she
pushed her mouth onto him before releasing her suction and
backing off him.
“Mmmm, that was the best dipping sauce of the night.” She
giggled. “That is the sexiest thing, to taste and feel you cum in
my mouth.”
“It’s pretty intense especially when I see how much you like it
and like pleasing me.” Joe said settling down beside her.
“Your mouth is just as intense on me, and I can see you love that
too. Your tongue is . . . . . “ Selena said finishing with only
an eye-roll.
“It’s all because I love you. All that crap we talked about
before was just sex. I can’t say I didn’t enjoy it, but making
love with you, living my life with you is so fulfilling, so
rewarding, so different from anything before. Selena you ARE the
love of my life.” Joe said as he nuzzled up to her face and spoke
in her ear.
Tears began to stream from her eyes as she reached to stroke his
cheek.
“Think about how we met and all that happened. We were truly
pushed together by fate. All those things, all the heartbreaks,
everything, happened for reasons that led us together. We’ll soar
through eternity together.” She told him as she rolled to him.
Joe fell back a bit and she slipped on top of him, extending her
neck to his lips to kiss him and then to rest her head in his
chest. He held her that way until they fell asleep, her tears of
joy drying into his chest hairs.
Chapter 65
Joe and Selena had been asleep in each other’s arms for about 45
minutes when Joe startled.
“What was that!” He said quickly sitting up moving Selena from
her perch on him.
“Wha . . what?”
“Listen,” Joe said intently before falling back onto the pillow.
“Oh, its Lucy and Jer! God I was dreaming about some thing and .
. . . “
“Those two, still going at it.” Selena reminded him, "The
company, the strange bed and everything must have been an
inspiration for them. Lucy said they’d been a little dry lately.
God, we passed out. We should both get up and pee. Neither one of
us need infections.” She said as she twisted and pulled herself
from the bed.
She went to the other side and extended a hand to Joe who
reluctantly let her help him. “Come on stud, how are you going to
be ready for your next orgy if you’re falling asleep after you’re
done.”
“Not funny.” Joe said. “I wasn’t bragging before. I don’t like
that version of me.”
The nude couple went arm and arm to the bath area and while Joe
let his pee fly into the bowl Selena rinsed her mouth of the
earlier sex. They talked while Selena took her place on the bowl
and then rinsed clean on the bidet.
“Satisfy my curiosity, were YOU ever part of these DeePee’s you
spoke of?”
“Trying to make an uncomfortable situation even more so?”
“Nooo, Joey. Satisfy my innocence a little bit, would you? I just
can’t imagine the situation where two guys could get in that
position.”
“One is lying down with the woman astride him, while the other
enters her from behind. Good Lord what did you think? I’ve never
done exactly that and I had no desire to at any time. I have been
inside a woman while she sucked another man and vice-versa. Does
that fill your voyeuristic needs?” Joe said uncomfortably.
“What did you mean, you’ve never done exactly that?”
“My little Essy, always the lawyer. If you must know, I’ve had a
woman on me and had another woman do her anally with a strap-on.
I’m not enjoying this conversation, can we just go to bed?”
Selena finished up and smiled at Joe and then took his arm and
went to the bed. She cuddled next to Joe and watched and listened
as he went right to sleep. She lay awake and thought about the
possibility of taking 2 men at once and was abhorred by the
thought. Sex was rarely just for “getting off” for her, although
it was the issue sometimes. She fell asleep as the fantasy of her
astride Joe while Lucy went up her behind wearing the harness
filled her thoughts. It may have been the kinkiest thought she
ever had, sexually. But the fact that the feasibility of it
happening was real and quite doable made it exciting although she
knew the situation was impossible.
Suddenly her mind raced in paranoia.
“Am I having bi-sexual thoughts? What’s wrong with me?”
“No, no,” She instantly calmed herself, “I have no urge to have
sex with Lucy, but the thought of expressing my love is not out
of the question. Is it weird for good friends to want to tell
each other how much they care for each other by physical
expression?”
She thought long and hard about Lucy and she had no desire to
have any sexual contact with her. She did enjoy their breast
touch, where they pressed their naked breast to each other’s in a
hug, but that was more of a secret kiss than anything.
“Why does the thought of Lucy satisfying me in one of these
DeePee’s not sound like the most abhorrent thing ever? It seems
it would hurt like crazy, as the toy I remember from Lucy’s
harness was larger than anything I would consider up my hiney.”
She wondered to herself before considering an alternative.
“What if she used it in my pussy while Joe watched and I sucked
him. THAT would sexy as hell, but of course it could never
happen.”
Selena kept playing scenarios of DeePee escapades in her mind
until she finally slipped off into sleep. Her dreams were based
more in the reality that alcohol, the sexual tone of the evening,
and the memory of the games she once played with Lucy actually
fueled her wonderment and paranoia. By morning any excitement
about the prospect of having two active sexual partners at once
would have faded.
In the bedroom on the other side of the master bath Jeromy and
Lucy lay in post sexual reverie. Jeromy was on his back with Lucy
propped up on one elbow beside him as her other hand was playing
in his trimmed pube patch.
“Were you disappointed when they went to their room? Were you
excited at the prospect of seeing and hearing Selena get fucked?”
Lucy said teasing and testing Jer.
“Not so much that it was Selena, but fucking in the same room as
if no one else is there was a hot prospect. I mean, she has a
smoking body and when she gets with Joe in that pussycat mode you
just know she is preening for sex. She loves him so much and
isn’t afraid to express it. But, yes it would have been hot.”
“I’ve been in the same room with them when they made love at the
dorm. They didn’t know I was there. They came up and I hid in the
closet to freak her out thinking he was just dropping her off and
before I could plan anything they were going at it. Now, let’s
get back to saying she has a smoking hot body, how about me?”
Lucy asked dropping her hand to his balls and giving him a
playful squeeze.
“You know what I mean Luce, Selena is like Playboy centerfold
stuff, innocent little face and you know she’s a devil behind
closed doors, it’s a blond thing. You certainly are no slouch
honey. There isn’t a bikini made that you couldn’t model and
sell, especially now that your hips have gotten, . . umm, you
know . . . shapelier, or wider. I’m afraid to say.” Jeromy tried
to say diplomatically.
“I think I KNOW what you mean, my waist went from a 25 to a 22
inch, I’m losing that athletes body since quitting softball and
soccer. But I haven’t lost any weight! I know Selena is that
special kind of beautiful. But HEY, you seem to be getting a bit
of RISE from this talk. Is that hard-on for Selena or me? I can
make you jealous; you know I’ve sort of HAD her before. I’ve told
you those sordid stories.” Lucy said playing with his emotions.
“Come on Luce, it’s not fair. You could be playing with my
package and talking about squirrel puke and I’d get hard.”
“But I wasn’t talking about . . squirrel puke. I was talking
about Selena. You compared us in your mind and got a hard-on over
her, after already cumming twice for me.”
“How do you know that hard-on isn’t for you?”
“Come on Jer, TWO times and you’re not asleep. I KNOW it’s not
me,” She teased.
“Fuck you Luce, you’re not being fair.” Jeromy said while
starting to roll over.
“Oh Jeeez you big clod. You know I’m kidding with you. Come here
with that cock, my pussy is sore, but I sure could go for a
taste.” She said as Jeromy turned back.
“Besides you can fantasize it’s Selena, oral is her favorite!”
She said with a laugh as she ducked her head onto him.
“Ohhhhhhh, you bitch! If it didn’t feel so good I would take it
away.’ Jeromy said as Lucy began to get into the task.
As she began to get into the job Jeromy realized that even if a
fantasy did come true and Selena was the mouth around him, nobody
could do any better than Lucy. She was by her own admission a
“good cocksucker” who enjoyed doing it and had lots of practice
before dedicating herself to Jeromy. She wasn’t through playing
with his other head though.
“Just before she fucked me with my strap-on,” she said looking up
at Jeromy as her hand kept the rhythmic motion on his cock, “I
knelt in front of her and sucked on it so she could see just what
a guy sees when he’s getting blown.”
She dropped her head over his cock again and continued stroking
it with her mouth 4 or 5 times before looking up to him again,
saying "and then she fucked the living shit out of me.”
Jeromy had heard this story as a confession before but she was
clearly trying to create a mind picture for him as inspiration.
As much as he denied he wasn’t thinking about Selena, it was a
lie and Lucy knew it. The mind picture of Selena wearing a cock
and rutting on the woman he loved drove him to the brink with
Lucy’s oral help.
“I’m gonna cum you nasty wench. Drink Selena’s cum, ugh, ugh,
ugh, ugh.” He wailed as he rose his hips and pounded his cock
into her mouth releasing short pulses of what little semen he
could cook up on a third try of the night.
Lucy swallowed and cleaned up his cock with her pretty mouth
until Jeromy could take no more of the oral tease and sensation
and pushed her away.
She responded by climbing up over him and kissing his cheek and
lying next to him.
“It’s OK to fantasize sometimes Jer. I wanted that to be Selena’s
cum, I wanted you to picture what I did with her. It will never
happen again and the picture in my mind is all I have. Sharing it
with you because I love you is special.”
The two of them slipped off into a deep sleep aided by the hour,
the alcohol and the sexual exhaustion.
By 10 o’clock Saturday morning Joe had already been up for a
couple hours and quietly went out and got his papers, croissants
and muffins. He made the coffee and slipped back into the bedroom
and showered. Once he was dried off he slipped in next to Selena
and kissed her neck, then her cheek, and then the tip of her
nose. She drew a startled deep breath and looked at Joe in
shocked surprise.
“What time is it? Where are we?” She said in surprise before the
cobwebs whisked from her brain.
“Ohhh, you’ve been up. Is anyone else up yet?”
“If they are, they’re very quiet.” He said pulling her to her
back so he could lean up over her.
Selena smiled a loving smile and reached to touch his face
saying, “I love you.”
Joe leaned down and kissed her, instantly becoming aware of the
prong he had grown in the past few seconds. She felt it as well
and opened her legs to let him move over her and slide into her.
“Ooooff, you feel so good and last night I was so sore I . . . .
“
“Shhhhhhhh!” Joe said as he pasted his lips to hers and slowly
fucked in and out of her as she took hold of his biceps and made
eye-locking contact as he made slow steady love to her.
He heard her breath catch and then a stifle as she tried to quiet
her orgasm. She finished it by rolling her eyes and looking at
Joe.
“Cum for me baby so you can start your day like me, you feel so
good. Let me see you spill it all over my belly.” She told him in
a squeaky whisper as her spasm passed.
Joe drew back and his hard cock snapped out of her pussy and he
quickly grabbed it and stroked it. She put her hands out to catch
any he shot onto her, but she missed catching one spurt and one
plop right between her hands onto the flat of her belly. One hand
rubbed it in as the other pulled on the tip of his penis to coax
more, but he was done.
“That was so nice and I’d like to lie here, but I have to start
my day. Lucy and I have shopping to do.” She said as she bounced
up from the bed holding her cummy hands back as not to get any on
him.
She stopped just short of the bathroom to hit the intercom “All
Stations” button.
“Attention Shoppers. Please return all bodies to non-sexual
positions. The shoppers express will be taking off as soon as we
have coffee and showers.” She blared into the wall box to be sure
all were awake.
She giggled wickedly back at Joe and made her way into the
bathroom.
In the guest bedroom Lucy and Jeromy were not all the way awake
but had become “aware” before Selena’s blast.
“She lives in the biggest fucking shopping Mecca of the world,
Manhattan and she can’t wait to make the Upstate Mall Tour.” Lucy
said as she rolled out of bed and headed toward the shower.
“I’m right behind you, I’ll join you in there.” Jeromy said as he
shook out his cobwebs and lifted himself up.
“No time for playing, just washing, loverboy. If that thing comes
to life, you’re on your own.” Lucy said with a smirk.
Despite her warning and sexual rebuke, after 10 minutes of Jeromy
washing her breasts and crotch she was squat down playing with
her pussy. Meanwhile Jeromy jerked off in front of her face as
she lollypopped her tongue on the head under the spray. When he
came she sealed her lips tightly and let the waters wash away his
weak offering. She popped the head in her mouth once he was
through giving it a big kiss.
“Bye-bye for now.” She said as she leaned back on one hand and
continued to diddle her clit. She spread her legs wide to let the
spray help her off as Jeromy directed the showerhead. Neither was
new to the drill as it was obvious regular shower time sex play.
For both couples the previous 12 hours had been a sexually
charged time, fueled in many ways by each couples own loving aura
they produced and played off of, as well as the sexuality the
women exuded. Although they no longer were sexual players with
each other, each woman was ignited by their memories of previous
liaisons when they were near. Where Lucy admitted they had been
slowed a little in the frequency department, Selena and Joe still
made love most every day. Even so, the first 12 hours together
seemed to turn up all the dials.
Joe was arranging the table with the breakfast goodies he had
picked up and four generous coffee cups beside the thermal carafe
of coffee he made when Lucy was the first to join him.
“Oh the coffee smells wonderful and this all looks perfect.” Lucy
said she hugged Joe and took a seat. “Jeromy is shaving and that,
he’ll be right in.”
“Selena too, well, not the shaving part, but she’s just finishing
her shower and drying her hair.” Joe said, making a quick joke.
“Sorry if we made you feel uncomfortable last night. The booze
and the mood just sort of took over the situation.” Lucy said
blushing.
“Not to worry, it was being more uncomfortable than
embarrassment. I know we’re all friends and have no reason to
hide our love. Understand that in the “free love” era there was
some sharing in situations like that and although I know there
were no expectations of that, I just had bad karma from it all.”
“Be sure that sharing wasn’t even a thought. There may have been
a time . . . “
“We’ve ALL grown up Lucy, and of the four of us, you and I
perhaps more than the others. Some chapters of OUR lives may not
read the way we thought they did when they happened, but now
we’ve corrected them.” Joe said handing her a coffee.
Lucy’s eyes welled up as she took Joe’s hand once he set the
coffee down.
“We each met people out of our league who wouldn’t let us quit.”
She said taking his hand and hugging it to her face, then kissing
it.
Joe smiled back and turned the hand to hold her cheek
affectionately in response to her actions saying “We’ve done
well.”
As Joe turned to stifle the choke in his throat Jeromy came into
the kitchen.
“So Joe, the girls want us to be bachelors for the day, what’s
the plan - strippers and cigars?” He joked, pouring his coffee
before sitting next to Lucy.
“Exactly! Big titted women and Cuban stogies!” Joe joked to break
the mood he set with Lucy.
“What’s going on in here? . . . . talking about tits and
cigars.” Selena said walking innocently into the conversation,
causing the three others to crack up.
“Oh, just Joe and Jer in their little fantasy world. Are you
ready to shop, woman?”
“Yes, yes, yes. I think we’ll take a short trip to the outlet
mall in Lee, Massachusetts and then stop into the mall at
Lanesboro before getting back closer to home here. Think we can
trust the boys alone to meet us at six for dinner?” She said to
Lucy while looking at Joe, but Jeromy piped in.
“I don’t think we have that much tread on our credit card, unless
you have some mad money.” He said hopefully to Lucy.
“I have a few dollars I’ve squandered here and there for work
clothes. Don’t worry, I won’t upset the budget.” She said
smiling.
“Don’t worry Jeromy, I’ll make sure she spends her money wisely.”
Selena assured him.
The four finished their coffee and breakfast goodies and with
little fanfare the girls were on the road. The drive to the
outlet mall was just under a half hour and the two beauties
cruising in the Mustang was probably a last glimpse of summer for
any who passed. Leaves were starting to show color in
Massachusetts despite the low eighties temps.
“Lucy, I know I told you before that I could help you guys out if
you ever got a little short or tight with money, and I know
you’re a bit too proud to ask. I’m going to give you mad money to
shop today and I absolutely will not take no for an answer.
Before you protest, listen to me. This isn’t money to pay bills
or anything like that. This is money so you can buy things to be
sure you look nice for work and whatever, things to make you
happy and confident.” Selena said calmly, ready for a fight.
“Selena I can’t let you do this, I can never pay you back.” Lucy
said in quiet protest.
“I’m not asking for a payback. I love you so much as a friend and
you happily changed any plans you had for the weekend to humor
me. Remember the nights when you picked me up at home on your way
home from work. Remember the nights you let me use your car to go
see Joe, or go to work? When Joe and I get married I want you to
be my maid of honor. We haven’t set a date yet, but that alone
will upset your life enough that I owe you something. Besides,
I’ve had the good fortune to be in a position to make a lot of
money, and Joe provides for me quite well. This may sound stupid
and I hope it doesn’t jinx anything, but if we quit working
altogether and sold my seat at WSGG we could comfortably retire
right now. I’ve barely got my feet wet in the broad picture and
have no intentions of doing that, mind you . . . but, this is
truly mad money I’ve set aside for a while. It would please me
greatly to see you look at something you like, try it on and not
worry about the price and make yourself happy. I know you could
take this money and put it to better use, but you’ve told me you
won’t accept it under those circumstances, and I respect that.
Respect me as your best friend and take this to make yourself
happy. Jeromy will never know the difference, we can just tell
them we got everything on clearance at the outlets.”
“I do have a couple hundred dollars saved for clothes and . . . “
Lucy started.
“Good, use THAT for bills and such. Let me treat you today and
dress up that sexy body of yours. You and Jeromy were so sexy
last night; you got us going as well. Joe had a couple issues
with the situation, but nothing to do with the two of you.”
“I know, Joe explained it to me. We went three times last night
and again this morning. We needed a stress free refresher. Not
that we’ve been monks, it’s just sometimes life takes a precedent
and you find yourself going through the motions just to get to
the end. Last night was . . . . AWESOME! Like back when we first
started doing it. You know, fucking and making love at the same
time?” Lucy said hopeful her friend understood.
“I’ve learned to leave my stress at work so that Joe and I are
free to be us. We always thought our frequency level would wane,
but we are hungry for each other a lot. I think when he was all
trussed up in the cast and everything after the surgery we
realized what life could be like if it became impossible to
express ourselves the way we wanted. You might not have it
forever, so take advantage of it while you do. If something
happened and he couldn’t show me love like it is now, I wouldn’t
love him any less, but I sure would go through a lot of
batteries!” Selena said with a giggle.
“I would come and fuck you.” Lucy said soberly.
“Lucy, those days . . . . “
“I know, they’re over. But if YOU wanted me too, I would. You’ve
done so much for me, including maybe saving my life, my
relationship with Jeromy and maybe even my education. You did
something you would never normally do in an extreme situation for
me, and I would for you as well. I’m prepared to do anything for
you, even that. Deceiving Jeromy, cheating on Jeromy, would hurt
greatly but to make you happy I would. Change the subject.” Lucy
said quietly and very matter of factly.
“OK, . . ummm, open the glove box. The envelope is yours. If you
don’t spend it all, just put it back in the glove box on the way
home. Not one word, OK?”
“Alright, thank you Selena. You ARE my guardian angel.”
“That’s more than one word.”
Lucy opened the glove box and saw an envelope and drew it out. It
wasn’t sealed but had her name on it. She flipped the flap and
saw new 100-dollar bills. She discreetly tried to count them
flipping them with her nail.
“There’s 15.” Selena said keeping her eyes on the road as they
slowed and rolled down the exit just beside the outlets.
Lucy swallowed hard. She hadn’t had $1500 to blow any way she
wished EVER! She had been with Selena before when SHE had spent
$400 on a pair of shoes and $600 on an outfit but she took those
as extravagant dalliances of someone new to a higher class of
living. She also knew Selena had learned a lesson on those
particular items; that paying for a name designers tag wasn’t
always an assurance of quality. Her friend Shanna in New York had
shown Selena the how’s and where’s to shop and get good quality
for less. Selena had learned how to shop and make herself look
quite fashionable. But, for $1500 in an outlet mall Lucy knew
she could buy quite a new work wardrobe, and one she needed.
Selena had swung into a parking space and was gathering her
things in her purse before Lucy finally spoke again.
“I don’t know what to say.”
“Say nothing, come on, let’s go!” Selena replied as she got out
of the car.
Lucy got out as well and was still a bit dumbfounded.
“Come here Selena, I have to give you a hug. No one has ever . .
. . “
“Lucy, I asked you not to say a word about it again. The money is
really no big deal. I know you need new clothes, and I’ll have
fun helping you shop for them, and I may find a few things for
myself. You told me you needed a better wardrobe for work, and a
friend is helping out a friend. I’m not filthy rich where I can
do this for just anyone. But, I want to make you happy, I want to
help you be successful. You did so much for me when we were in
school and now I’m in a position to do something for you. Let’s
just forget about it.” Selena insisted.
“Someday I’ll do something to repay you. It may not be money or
clothes, but I’ll do something for you when you really need it. I
promise!” Lucy said hugging her again.
“OK, this is the last time I say this. FORGET ABOUT IT! When we
get home if Jeromy starts to flip out we’ll just tell him we got
a lot of good clearance deals. The boys will buy it. Believe me.
Besides Joe knows about it and he’ll play along. If you want you
can leave some things at our house and come and pick them up a
little at a time. You’re there every week to check the house
anyway. If you think it looks like too much for Jeromy to
believe, we can do that. Jeromy doesn’t come with you every time
does he? Just come and do it on your own. Now can we shop? We’re
probably missing bargains right now!” Selena said while
apparently getting exasperated.
“OK, if Joe knows too, I feel better. I don’t want to be a
welfare case.” Lucy said, acting embarrassed.
“FUCK!” Selena shouted. “We start walking to the stores or I’m
going home and packing for the city and leaving! END IT!”
Lucy finally got the message and smiled and took her friends hand
to pull her along to show her how game she was. Selena hadn’t
realized it would be this hard to give her friend money to shop.
If Lucy felt self-conscious about the money for the rest of the
shopping day, it never showed. She seemed to have the time of her
life finding ways to spend the money to get the most for it.
After finishing at the outlets Selena took her to the Lanesboro
Mall to a high-end shop to be sure she bought something to make
her feel special. Then it was back to New York where they hit a
few places where they could get intimate things to make them feel
sexy and their men happy.
They were in a “Secrets” store looking at panties when there was
a tap on the window. The looked up to see a handsome college age,
deep tanned, blonde and blue-eyed athletic type with an equally
handsome and athletic light-skinned black. Once they had the
ladies attention the one gave the OK sign while the other gave a
thumbs up to their selections. With big smiles on their faces
they motioned the girls to come out.
Selena abruptly turned around and paid them no attention, while
Lucy’s eyes lingered for a moment.
“Lucy, ignore them!” Selena scolded her.
“Oh “Mom” I was just window shopping.” Lucy said turning back to
the things they were looking at. “You have to admit, they looked
good enough to eat. If I were ever curious enough to try 2 guys
at once, they would be easy candidates.” Lucy said under her
breath.
“Do you mean DeePee? I never even heard of that until the last
day or so. That is so over the top for me. You may have been
promiscuous before, but I thought true love cured you of that.”
“Oh, it did, but it doesn’t mean I can’t have memories or
fantasize. There was a time I would have walked right out of the
store to talk with them. I will always be true to Jeromy, but
quite possibly I might have taken on both of them.” Lucy said
with a grin and a giggle.
“Well, your eyes lingered a little too long and I didn’t want to
encourage them.” Selena said.
“I was just checking out their packages, just like they were
checking out our T and A.” Lucy said.
Selena walked to another merchandise gondola and noticed from the
corner of her eye that the 2 men had left.
When Lucy joined her Selena had to get something off her chest.
“For someone who has been raped twice, you’re pretty cavalier.”
Lucy looked around them to make sure no one could hear or
eavesdrop.
“Selena, I willfully fucked that asshole the first time and I had
already sucked his cock before he screwed me. It was him forcing
me to swallow while he knelt on my arms and threatened me that
made it rape. Don’t make me out to be innocent. My not reporting
it gave him the OK for the second time. He may have been an
animal, but I was culpable to some degree.”
“JUST be more careful. Right now there are 2 guys in this mall
who think you checked them out after they initialized contact.”
Selena warned her.
“Selena, when we leave this store and walk up the mall most every
guy, and some women as well, who walk behind us will be checking
out our asses. Lots of them will go way beyond the stores they
want to go to just to get a longer look. If you don’t want guys
to look and admire, wear frumpy clothes. You and I are hot
looking women and walking together just adds to the fantasy. You
are right in not making eye contact with the guys, or girls, who
may ogle us. But, understand that it is happening. Even guys with
wives or girlfriends will check out women ALL of the time. It’s
totally natural within the sex drive in all of us.” Lucy told
her.
“God, I know guys look but you think all of them do? I don’t
dress like this to get ogled; I dress like this to be
fashionable. I suppose I like being noticed, but I’m not trying
to encourage a rape, or even to provoke sexual thoughts.” Selena
said taking Lucy’s words to heart.
“Men simply love women, and so do some women. When they see an
attractive one, they want to admire. There’s no law against it,
and you have to admit, we check out guys as well, right?”
“I look, ummm . . . sometimes, but I don’t fantasize, and don’t
think I’m naïve about guys looking at us.” Selena said with a
blush and a giggle.
“So don’t be surprised when someone goes to the next level, but
usually a stern look or eye contact is enough to discourage them.
When I look back and smile do you think I’m trying to encourage
them, like those guys?”
“I think you should have a consistent game plan and looking back
and smiling to them isn’t a good one, even if they’re
exceptional.” Selena said with a little grin, “and they were
EXCEPTIONAL.”
“I knew you had to have some devious thoughts going through that
sexy head of yours. Admit it, come on!” Lucy prodded her.
“You mean a thought of my packages strewn about a strange dorm
room floor with my ass up the air and some black guy doing me to
beat the band? Ummm it never even crossed my mind.” She said
blushing. “I guess I find it discouraging that I have those
thoughts, but I guess they’re normal.” Selena admitted.
“So the Miss Priss act is phony.” Lucy said in mock accusatory
tone.
“Well, YES I do have the thoughts but I would never think of
acting on them. Joe is all of my life and he is all of my
fantasies.” Selena insisted.
Lucy leaned in to whisper in her ear. “But he doesn’t have a 10
inch black cock with a head the size of a cue ball does he?”
Selena looked alarmed and shot back, “How do YOU know that?”
“I don’t, BUT that’s MY fantasy, and why I looked to check him
out.” She said smiling like a Cheshire cat.
“Touche, you got me.” Selena said giving her friend a small hug
as they moved to the next rack of teddies and bedroom wear.
They flipped through a few pieces and Selena stopped and looked
at Lucy with a queer look.
“Whew, 10 inches with that big of a head. That would HURT!”
“You and I would both be lost,” she said before leaning into to
whisper again, “we couldn’t suck anything that big, and I KNOW we
both like that.”
“Yuck Lucy, that is where I draw the fantasy line. The thought of
doing that with anyone else is disgusting. I would have to
totally know, love and trust anyone for that. I’m not kidding
when I say that. I gag at the thought of doing that with anyone
else.” Selena said emphatically.
“I’ll never understand that from someone who tells me how much
she likes her lover that way.”
“It’s TOO intimate, and so is this talk in a store, even though
almost no one is around. The sexy underwear must make your
thoughts dirty.” Selena said to Lucy blushing.
Lucy laughed heartily drawing the attention of the clerks, one of
whom walked back to offer help.
“Can I help you find some thing special?”
How about the phone numbers of the 2 guys who just out front?”
Lucy said as Selena poked her.
“You mean the white and black guy? Were they hot or what?” The
clerk answered, blushing herself.
“See?” Lucy said pointing to the clerk.
“We ALL have those nasty thoughts when we see hot guys.”
The clerk flushed again and fanned herself for effect and then
leaned in to whisper, “The white guy had a bigger package than
the black guy!”
Selena’s naiveté was apparent and even embarrassed her. It was
another part of the growing and maturation process of giggly
girls exchanging tidbits and experiences that she had missed with
her nose stuck in a book.
“It doesn’t mean we love our men any less, it just means we have
an active . . . .
Oh what’s that word. . . . .aaaaaaa . . . . . libido! Here, let’s
pay for this stuff and go have a coffee and maybe a bite. We
haven’t eaten since breakfast.” Lucy said, as the clerk looked at
the two a little funny not quite understanding the gist of the
conversation.
Each with a small armload of bags from clothing and boutiques
they settled into a booth at a ice cream and sandwich shop in the
mall, a friendly place. They each ordered a coffee and small
sundae to tide them over until dinner with their men.
“Now Selena, can you honestly tell me that when you saw those two
hunks, the ones who were ogling us while we looked at underwear,
that you didn’t get a little curiosity rush from wondering what
it would be like to see them naked or even holding you or even
having sex?”
“Lucy! I don’t want any other man. Joe is my life and my
fantasy.” Selena insisted.
“Jeromy is my life AND MY fantasy too. But when I saw those guys,
especially the handsome black one, all I could think of was he
smiling down to me with my mouth on him. I wondered what it would
be like to be under either of them while they screwed the hell
out of me . . . but it would never happen. But maybe the next
time I make love to Jeromy I might fantasize a little and close
my eyes to imagine that big brown body against mine.” Lucy said
as she fanned herself, obviously flustered by her own thoughts.
“I do sometime sort of wonder, perhaps not as vividly as that,
but I throw those thoughts away, mad at myself.” Selena admitted.
“Don’t be mad at yourself, let the juices flow. When you get home
you can go straight to Joe and live out the thoughts, satisfy the
frustration, live out the fantasy. Add some pizzazz.”
“I don’t need pizzazz. We’re happy and horny all of the time!”
“I don’t mean you’re not happy. Maybe a little change in your
routines, no matter how many you have, will brighten a moment.”
Lucy said before leaning up over her sundae to talk a bit more
privately. “Have you ever got on the sofa backwards with your
legs on the back, your body on the cushions and your head hanging
off to have your lover come up and bend over you, bury his face
in your pussy, fit his dick in your mouth while you wrap your
legs around his head and then he stands up, for a standing 69?”
“No, Oh my God! Joe’s got a bad back, but WOW! That is a thought
I never . . .” Selena started before Lucy interrupted.
“Maybe that black guy does that with every girl he’s with. Maybe
it’s his favorite way to sixty-nine, his lover holding herself up
around his head and his arms criss-crossed around her back.” Lucy
said drawing the picture.
Selena flushed and sat back looking at her friend in
astonishment.
“See, and HE might be thinking about the same thing, or getting a
blowjob in the back seat of his car, or screwing you over a
coffee table in his living room. It’s just a flirty game you play
out in your mind. You wouldn’t act out on it.”
“If I had sexual fantasies about other men I would feel like I
was cheating.” Selena said with a little harrumph.
“It’s not cheating, its, . . . . its . . . . sexual whimsy!
That’s a perfect name for it. Like last night, if you guys had
done it in front of us it would have been hot and we both would
have gotten a special thrill from it, RIGHT?”
“Well, yes I have to admit…”
“. . . . and you know why, because there would have been a hint,
an inkling, of having sex with someone else, EVEN THOUGH YOU KNOW
IT WOULD NEVER HAPPEN. Sexual whimsy! Come on Selena!” Lucy
insisted.
“Yes, that’s why Joe . . “
“I know, I know, he explained to me when I apologized for
starting it all.” Lucy told her.
“If you girls are all through shopping maybe you’d like to have a
drink a little stronger than coffee.” A deep distinctive voice
similar to James Earl Jones said from the side of the booth.
Lucy and Selena both snapped their heads to the voice beside
them. There stood the 2 handsome jocks from outside the underwear
boutique. The black man had spoken the words in his black velvet
voice. Their eyes went right and then up to their faces, making
both girls aware that they had looked directly into their
crotches before looking up to see the faces.
Lucy broke into a big smile, but shook her head.
“No, as much as we would like to, we’re both kind of engaged and
it wouldn't be appropriate, but we can’t say we aren’t
flattered.” Lucy said as her eyes trailed down to her fantasy
level before looking at a frightened Selena.
“How about we just join you for coffee, right here?” The Beach
Boy looking white Adonis said.
“If we sit on one side of the booth and you two sit on the other,
OK.” Lucy said getting up and moving as Selena was freaking out
in her mind.
“So where are you from? We both work here in the mall and we know
we’ve never seen you before; Ladies as fetching as you two are
rare in here. Can we ask your names? I’m Dan and this is Chris.”
The black man said.
“Glad to meet you Dan, I’m Lucy and my shy friend here is Lena.”
Lucy said extending her hand to each man, with Selena reluctantly
following.
“So, we don’t have trusting faces, you wouldn’t meet us for a
drink?” Chris said.
“Would you be understanding if your girlfriends were out with our
boyfriends right now?" Selena said, rather snottily.
“I don’t know, would YOU mind if they did?” Dan said with a
confident smirk.
“That’s not fair Dan.” Lucy said to him. “You know you’re not
into that stuff, you look like a nice guy, a straight shooter.
Don’t try to impress us with sexual bravado.”
Selena was impressed with Lucy’s own straight shooting. She was
no newcomer to this tease. She even changed her name to Lena,
since Selena was a little too searchable.
“No, you’re right, I’m not into that, neither of us are, but we
aren’t attached and just looking for a little, um . . . . . fun.”
Dan said as Chris nodded and added “Please don’t take offense.”
“I was just playing the game when I gave you guys the second
look. Before you said anything here at the booth you had to have
noticed we both had rings on.” Lucy admitted before challenging
him.
“A . . . . we did, we did, I admit it.” Chris said. “Sometimes
someone’s game for a last fling.”
“No, not here.” Selena said abruptly.
“We’re not rapists. Take it easy honey. Your girlfriend gave us
the eye back. Ya gotta be in it to win it, and your girlfriend
put us in it.” Chris said back boldly, but confidently.
“OK, you two. We’re ALL just talking and know nothings going to
happen. My friend here is just not wise to the play-up and tease.
I was just trying to show her that being engaged doesn’t make you
deaf and dumb to the sexuality in our world. A little flirt
doesn’t hurt and even makes you feel good, a stroke of the ego.
An ego high is awesome and empowering.” Lucy opined.
“Well, THAT’S what you did to us when you gave us the return
look.” Dan said looking to Chris who was nodding in agreement.
All three sets of eyes went to “Lena” who was flushing
embarrassment like her top just came off in the pool.
The talk of ego had Selena flashing on a few nights earlier after
she had done the screen test. That stroke of her ego had her so
horny she almost raped Joe when she got home, shamelessly
seducing him as she told him about her television audition and
watching her playback. She quickly understood the stroke of the
ego Lucy was trying to explain, thus her embarrassment.
“Oh, we struck a nerve with Miss Manners.” Chris said.
“THAT was rude Chris! What’s the matter!” Lucy asked her with a
grin after scolding Chris.
“OK, OK, OK, I understand the whole gamut now. The ego stroke,
the empowerment, the feelings. I can relate to it all.” Selena
said embarrassed by it all trying to get away without explaining.
“SHE had an ego affair, the little hornball.” Chris guessed.
“You are not very nice.” Lucy scolded him again.
“Oh come on there Miss Lucy. You teased us before to pique our
interest and give yourself a little mind diddle, we’re just
playing the game back. Now come on Prissy, tell us what stroked
you.” Chris pressed on.
Selena composed herself while admitting to herself that if she
were on the outside of the booth she would have just gotten up
and walked away.
“I apparently embarrass too easily and my emotions give me away.
In my business life I did something the other day where I was
singled out and told how great I performed, but there was nothing
illicit about it for you two to fantasize about.” Selena quietly
admitted.
Selena looked down at the table before being nudged by Lucy.
“Come on, let’s go. We have to get out of here and head home. I
didn’t mean to cause all of this. I . . . . never mind. Let’s
go.” She said as Selena scooted out just behind her.
“Oh you don’t have to take all the blame for this. A lot of it
was just human nature. My attitude didn’t help either.” Selena
said trying cushion Lucy’s feelings.
“I’ve never been afraid to flirt when I thought I had the upper
hand and at one time strangers didn’t worry me. Since my problems
at the dorm I haven’t been so bold. I thought it would be fun
today. I was spoiled by that smile and wink affair, my best of
all time.” Lucy said to make an excuse for her behavior.
“Smile and wink? What are you talking about?” Selena wondered.
“That night when we did sex confessions, remember?” Lucy
insisted.
“Wow, I must have been more tipsy than I thought that night, and
I let a lot more happen than I am willing to admit to.” Selena
said in wonderment.
“Are you sure?” Lucy said stopping just short of the car as she
gathered her packages to put in the trunk.
“Lucy,” Selena said while looking both ways to be sure no one was
in earshot, “All I remember from that night was that you told me
you didn’t like doing oral sex on women, just before you kissed
ME there, and that you never screwed a guy you hadn’t had in your
mouth.”
“I didn’t tell you the story about Coach Reynolds trip to Maine
with Classie Lassies? I thought I bored you for an hour or so
with that.” Lucy said looking off to recall.
“No, but you might have as I was quite . . . .”
“WAIT! THAT WAS ON THE PLANE TRIP BACK FROM FLORIDA WITH THE
POLYTECH TEAM!” Lucy exclaimed loudly.
“Huh?” Was all Selena could muster after being interrupted.
“We did a 4 day Spring Training and mini-tournament in Florida
just before our senior season. On the way home we snuck on little
bottles of rum to put in the fruit smoothies the crew was making
for us. We ended up shit faced, about 8 of us, telling sex
stories in the lounge cabin on Polytech’s business jet.” Lucy
said while contemplating the good memories from it. I have this
long true story of my first sex when I was 16. I relived it so
many times with my hands in my pants I can recite it, and I
thought I had to you.
When they got into the car Selena was still a little miffed at
Lucy over the whole flirting ordeal.
“Lucy, you are my dearest friend, but I have to tell you that I
have to call you out on something today. I really believe it when
you say that your whoring days are behind you and that you and
Jeromy are solid and forever. But if you were alone this
afternoon and all of this transpired I wonder if you wouldn’t be
in a motel room, or one of their apartments doing something with
them, looking for a little excitement. You get a “naughty” streak
in you and don’t know when to turn it off. That’s why you got
raped, and why he came back. It’s why you carried on with your
teammates and why you seduced me and instigated our affair if you
want to call it that. When you want to get “naughty” your
nostrils flare and nothing seems to be out of the question. I get
these streaks too, but I let moral character take over and save
it for Joe. You have no self-control.” Selena scolded her.
“I DO have self-control, but out with you today I was footloose
and fancy free. Yes, I like to tease and set the lure to reel in
a guy, but never to this point today. Them coming to our table
was a shock, but I did play it out. Admittedly, there was a time
when one of them, NOT BOTH OF THEM, would have gotten laid, or at
least a blow-job. I can control myself when I get like that.”
Lucy answered her friend, taking her criticism constructively.
“Lucy, your way of controlling it before was to seduce women
instead of men, that wasn’t control. You have to stop that or
you’ll get yourself in another situation where a guy thinks he
can use you, rape you. You don’t hold your esteem too high, but
you are an extremely good looking woman who turns heads all of
the time. Maybe you developed late and didn’t have to deal with
it early. I did and it’s what ended me up in my student advisors
dorm bed. I could have lost everything.”
“Selena, I’ve changed very little since I was 16. I may have
added a cup size and a few inches around my hips, but I’ve always
had this body and the looks and come-ons that go with it. I’ve
never been as impressed as everyone else with it, but I know how
to get naughty with it and you are right, when the situation
presents itself I relish it. If I handled it better, my whole
thing with the guy in Maine might have worked out. Are you sure I
never told you about that whole story? I was the queen of
“naughty” then and stopped at almost nothing to get my fix.”
“No you’ve never told me, but I don’t think we have the time if
we’re going to meet the boys.”
“No, I’ll save it and tell all of us some night. It’s pretty good
because I’ve really got the details down. I’ve “Jilled off” so
many times playing it out in my head that I could write a dirty
screenplay for it.
Chapter 66
The afternoon flew by for Lucy and Selena, and maybe quite the
same for Jeromy and Joe, but they did it a little more leisurely.
If either of hem had any plans for the day they were scuttled
when the garage door opener failed as they went to leave. They
spent the rest of the morning fixing that without having to leave
the house for parts or anything. With Jeremy’s help they were
able to open a sealed motor package that wasn’t intended for
serviced, just thrown away, and then found the offending glitch
and fixed it. Jeromy chirped about “planned obsolescence” seeing
the poor quality connections and parts used. It was early
afternoon when they finished and then were about to continue with
the day’s plans.
“Jeromy, have you ever been to a cigar lounge?”
“No, but I’ve heard of them.”
“I belong to one and I know there will be a few people around to
watch the ballgame this afternoon. What do you think if I bring
you as a guest, we have a stogie or two, watch the game, have a
few drinks and a bite or two, then shower and change clothes and
meet the women?” Joe offered.
“Sounds expensive.” Jeromy said.
“Forget the expense, they don’t even exchange cash with members,
it’s all tabbed.” Joe told him.
“We can change and shower there?” Jer wondered.
“Certainly, they have handball courts and if you’re meeting a
woman afterward no man wants to smell all sweaty OR like a cigar.
Bring a change of clothes and we’ll use the service from here to
there and to the restaurant. We can leave our cars.” Joe said
wanting to put Jeromy at ease.
“Joe I can’t afford to . . . . “ Jeromy started to say.
“Bull hockey! You can’t afford it now, but the day when you can
is on the horizon after you guys get your masters and all that
stuff paid for. Then you can re-pay me. We should talk about some
things and maybe see if you can get work with someone who will
help you our with your education expenses. Matter of fact, I
should get the poop on both of you. It’ll give me something to do
during the day when we get back to The City. With both of your
educations you ought to be able to get an employer to subsidize
you a bit for your Masters. I know a lot of people; maybe we can
take advantage of that for you. Lucy and Selena are so close
friends we’ll probably be seeing each other for a long time. Lucy
is like a sister to her and it depresses her when they spend so
much time away. I can assure you they are having a great time
today.” Joe said.
“Well, no doubt about that. Lucy has been on cloud 9 since Selena
called. She has other friends, but she really does think of
Selena as her sister. Lucy’s family is quite screwed up. Her
father was never around, always on the road working and her Mom
was strict. She doesn’t have much sense of family. There’s no
real closeness once she got away from them.” Jeromy explained.
“Well, we like being Lucy’s family. I know she thinks of me as a
father figure, and that’s OK. I was glad to help her out of
those couple jams. She’s a real sweet girl, and like I said
before, she and Selena make a great pair.” Joe said with pride.
“Joe, how did we both end up with such fantastic looking women?”
“Easy Jeromy, it’s our animal magnetism.” Joe said laughing as
they got ready to go to the cigar lounge..
Joe called the service and arranged for them to pick them up and
bring them to the cigar lounge, and then to The Flat Iron
Steakhouse where they agreed to meet the ladies.
The afternoon of Joe and Jeromy flew by as fast as Lucy and
Selena’s. They sipped a fine Forrister 1987 Vintage Port and
smoked a limited release Arturo Fuente Hemingway cigar or two
while enjoying the game with light snacks of mini- beef
Wellingtons, one bite lollipop lamb chops and mini lump crab
cakes. Jeromy could not get over how fine everything was, really
liking the upper crust living. Joe explained to him that he
didn’t do this everyday, but since he could afford to indulge
from time to time he did and sharing this with a friend was
perfect, as Selena would definitely NOT appreciate it. (Not that
there were no women at the cigar bar).
“I know little of cigars, except if I smoke one it’s usually a 3
or 4 dollar one and Lucy makes me shower and brush my teeth. I
usually like them with a cognac, but settle for a splurge of
Jameson’s whiskey. But this port is so smooth, I know it’s
probably a bottle I might never afford.” Jeromy said thoroughly
enjoying himself.
“Ahh, but that’s where you get fooled and can enjoy something
special for a decent price. The Forrister 87 is probably a 25 or
30-dollar bottle and easily compares with others at 2 or 3 times
the price. Forget the reviews and stats on the label, get what
you think tastes best to you. Forrister has a good pedigree in
more expensive wines and ports.” Joe said happy he could teach
Jeromy some of the points of better living.
Jeromy sat at the corner of the bar watching the game, smoking a
fine cigar, sipping tasty port, eating gourmet snacks and lightly
washing everything down with iced Pelligrino water with possibly
the most successful man he might ever meet. He knew one thing, he
could live like this and he had one of the keys to Joe’s success,
a good woman. When he first saw Lucy and asked around about her
he was told she was a lesbian with a taste for one night stands
with campus frat-boys. He kept seeing her about and something
about her drew him in. She had a killer body, if maybe a little
on the athletic side, and a cute face that seemed to marquee a
wisdom he could not quite put his finger on. He put all the
stories and rumors aside and decided to find out for himself what
she was really like. There were confessions and bumps in the road
for both of them, but what a person did before you met them means
nothing if they can change and make you happy. They went to a
movie or two and had a few quick bites together and the
conversation was great, almost inspiring. Then one date ended up
at her dorm door in a long groping kiss. She had given his hands
liberties, but wouldn’t let him come in the dorm. From that day
he was hooked. They both brought a lot to the table in their
relationship and it was profoundly obvious that they were perfect
for each other.
“We have two hours before we meet them. We better cut off the
alcohol and snacks so we aren’t falling asleep at the table
later.” Joe said with a chuckle.
The rest of the game and conversation filled their time until
they decided it was time to change and get ready for meeting
Selena and Lucy for dinner. After showers inside the smoke free
zone they changed into the clothes they had stowed in Joe’s
locker and were off in the car Joe had arranged for them.
Selena drove into the lot 5 minutes before the men arrived and
took that time to continue to scold Lucy for putting herself in
situations that compromise her own safety.
“I know you consider a lot of that stuff as harmless teasing, but
a lot of men take it seriously and call those teases “promises”.
Once you enter the business world you’ll find yourself having to
be much more protective of yourself. Many men think every
successful businesswoman attained her position on her back or on
her knees. Now think back to the hours and hours of studying, the
sleep missed, the food you didn’t eat because you had to pay
bills to keep your apartment, or pay tuition. Is your body how
you want people to think you got where you are, or your brains
and hard work ethic? I work in an office with one other woman and
sometimes 6 men, ranging in age from middle 30’s to 70’s. Do I
think they look at me when my back is turned? Of course. But,
never ever once have I ever had to say a thing, field a double
entendre, or anything close to harassment to keep my professional
dignity. When you are outside of your realm of close friends or
Jeromy, that wall should be up that says, “I am not a thing, I am
an intelligent woman and I deserve the respect I’ve earned.”
Because, if anything ever comes up where you might be accused of
using your charms to get what you want, your reputation will
precede you and the question dropped.” She told her in her best
professional mode.
“I guess I never think of myself in the same way as I perceive
you professionally, and I should. I’ve worked too hard,
especially since we started on our Masters, to allow myself to be
taken in the light I project sometimes. . . . OH LOOK! There’s a
Towne Car pulling in, I bet it’s the boys.” Lucy said as they
were getting out of the Mustang.
After being seated in the restaurant the girls quickly steered
the conversation away from shopping and what they had purchased.
The talk centered mostly on PolyTech life and Manhattan life. The
evening seemed to fly by and at 8:30 they were walking out The
Flat Iron Steakhouse with only one totally sober of the group,
Jeromy.
“So, I get to drive the “chick” car, huh? Maybe we’ll joyride for
a bit.” Jeromy kidded.
“Oh, come on, Jer,” Lucy pleaded, “We’ve been in these clothes
all day. I want to get back and put on my grungies and get into
the wine a little more.”
“The wine!” Joe said kidding her, “Last night you were damn near
bare ass after just 2 glasses, what kind of show do we get if you
drink more?”
“You guys missed the show last night, you snuck off to the
bedroom, remember?” Lucy kidded back.
“We didn’t need your lessons in love, Lucy. Besides I saw your
bare ass enough in 4 years of dorm life.” Selena shot back to
her.
“Yes, you did BUT NOW there’s more of it to see. My hips finally
developed so I can wear a French bikini.” She said in a mocking
tone.
“How many brownies did you have to eat to develop your hips?”
Jeromy said as everyone in he car howled with laughter.
“Jeromy, you’ve gotten your last look at this ass AND your last
blowjob until I get a formal apology for THAT comment.” Lucy said
folding her arms in front of herself as if insulted.
“I know, I know, after you quit sports the muscle came off your
belly and went to your butt or something.” Jeromy said laughing
at and with her.
As Jeromy pulled up the drive Lucy turned in the seat. “Are you
two sure you want to put up with us for another night? We do have
a place of our own.”
“Hell no, you can’t leave!” Joe said. “I want to see that ass
with the belly fat on it.”
Once again everyone laughed, even Lucy who knew it was all in
fun. They retired to the living room and the wine bottle was
quickly passed around with lies and stories being exchanged.
Suddenly Lucy stood up.
“Hey, Selena told me she never heard the story of how I started
having sex while on a vacation in Maine!” She said with a bit of
a drunken slur.
“Oh no, Lucy. They’re only going to be here until Monday morning,
I’m not sure we have time for it all.” Jeromy said in mock
exaggeration.
“You’ve probably never heard it all either. I’m going to write it
all down someday for a dirty movie script. So do you want to hear
the whole thing or not?” She asked.
“Do we have any choice?” Selena joked.
“No, but it’ll make us all hornier than spring bunnies, I
guarantee. Just keep the wine flowing.”
‘If anyone has to go to the bathroom, go now, because she won’t
finish this for an hour.” Jeromy said, half joking, half serious.
Selena leaned back into Joe on the sofa after refreshing her wine
and waited for her friend to start the long promised story. Lucy
had been the “butt” of jokes for the past few minutes, but
everyone was really mellowed out and wanted to hear Lucy tell her
story of sexual initiation. It wasn’t really the thing you might
enjoy hearing, but with a good wine buzz on and 2 sexually
charged couples, it somehow sounded interesting.
Lucy began her story of how she played Classie Lassie Fast Pitch
Softball the year she turned 16 and they went to the New York
State Championship round with an unlikely bunch of girls that
probably got hot at the right time and their luck carried through
until thy met a team from New York City who totally out-classed
and humiliated them. Ed Reynolds, who was also the father of one
of the teams pitching stars, Carrie Reynolds, coached the team.
Lucy told the story like this:
Carrie Reynolds family had a getaway in Maine that each of her
fathers’ family members shared each summer. I suppose at one time
it was considered to be quite a fancy and privileged place but it
hadn’t been updated in years and the whole concept was old. There
was a main house with a Great Room and big kitchen with a large
bedroom, behind that were 4 small cabins around a yard that
served as a courtyard for outside gatherings. It sounds like a
huge complex, but the cabins were small and very close to each
other, barely room for a mower to go between them. The Reynolds
site was only 100 yards from the main beach parking lot with a
hotel in between and if you sat on the front porch you saw almost
everyone who came to and from Willows Beach. Carrie said when her
grandparents were alive they spent the day rocking on the porch
saying hello and goodbye to the beach goers while sharing family
stories and gossip with the other locals who summered there. It
was on this porch that I saw “him” for the first time. At just a
few months into my 16th year I certainly thought of boys a lot,
giggling and making up kissing fantasies with my girlfriends, but
this boy truly made me weak in the knees and gave me my first
tingle at the very sight of him.
We had just won our division championships in Classie Lassie Fast
Pitch Softball. We lost in single elimination at the state level
to a New York City team, but we beat 5 teams we had no business
even being on the field with them to get that far. When Carrie’s
Dad, our coach, had his turn at the family getaway he was going
to have to let it go by as his oldest daughter was getting
married in a few weeks and his 2 sons were away at guard duty.
Carrie’s Mom suggested “rewarding” the team with a week vacation
thus getting her husband and Carrie out of the way so the wedding
plans could go off smoother. Her Dad liked the idea of getting
out of the way and not having to deal with the hubbub of the
wedding. The only rules he laid out for us was that we be in bed
by 10 pm. It was a quiet little beach community once the tourists
left the beaches when they officially closed at 9 (lifeguard
gone). If a rowdy bunch had rented a local bungalow and carried
on after 10, the sound was magnified throughout the little area
and locals frowned upon it and called police if it persisted.
This was not an area with businesses to support tourist traffic
besides a couple oceanfront motels.
Including Carrie, only 4 of us team members was able to go so we
could each have our own small place to ourselves. We got there on
a Sunday mid-morning and each moved into our little 16 by 16
cabins. Each had a single bed, a dresser, closet and small
bathroom with toilet, small sink, and shower. I swear if you were
even slightly larger than average you would have to open the
bathroom door to use the sink, but it was our own and most of us
were away on our own for the first time. Our first experience
with independence was empowering for sure. It was a cool day with
in and out sun, mostly in, so after a look at the beach we all
sat on the porch with lemonade and chips ogling the boys and
rating the people, especially the girls as cool, geek, or donkey
geek. Four teenage girls with chips on their shoulders could be
vicious to other of our ilk.
No one could argue that I was not the best looking and best
developed of the 4. I had full round breasts and a thin flat
waist that curved nicely to my hips and butt. I could easily pass
for older and my Mom made sure I wore clothes that didn’t show
off my figure. I let my hair grow out to take away the pixie look
for this trip. I had been allowed to date for school-sponsored
functions and other chaperoned affairs, but for little else.
There was a cute boy who I saw more than a few times, nothing
serious. We had a few long kissing sessions, but nothing more. I
was certainly curious about boys and had recently discovered
masturbation, a practice I had become quite proficient at. To
this point the only members of the opposite sex I had seen in the
altogether were in a magazine Carrie had smuggled at a slumber
party from her sister Lizbeth. When Lizbeth came home that night
and caught us she laughed and took the magazine, only to return
with another that showed erect men with bikinied girls hugging
them. After my first impression at what male genitalia looked
like (ewwwww), seeing them erect and ready for action impressed
me knowing my sexuality could cause such a change, BUT I had no
idea how that big thing would ever fit inside of me and the
prospect of that happening caused more fear then excitement. We
were typical of girls our age as far as the mystery of boys was
concerned.
“Look at these guys coming, the one on the end, he’s kinda cute!”
One of us would whisper, and after he passed we would check out
his butt.
I didn’t know much about sex or the opposite sex’ body, but I
knew a good-looking butt when I saw one. We were getting ready to
go to the arcade to pass the time and waste some money when
Carrie turned around from her perch on the porch looking at us
red faced whispering in a high squeak “Ohmigod, omigod ,
ohmigod.!!!!”
We looked past her to see who had caught her eye and THERE HE
WAS. He wore tight cut-off tan denim shorts and had a shirt slung
over his shoulder and a boogie board under his arm. He was
perfectly tanned showing off his nicely muscled chest and legs.
The top few inches of his tan line showed as his shorts needed to
be tugged up. His hair was dirty blond, long and curly framing
his prominent cheek-boned face. He was looking down at his watch
until a giggle (or maybe a sigh!) distracted him to look up at
us. His eyes went right to me and he smiled, scrunched his nose
and winked to me. He acted like none of the others were there,
just me. He kept his eyes upon me for a moment, passed and then
stopped at the corner to cross, not before looking back and
smiling at me. Four of us loudly swooned and all sets of eyes
went to me.
“He checked YOU out, big time!”
“I don’t know why, but I want to bite him right on his bare
butt.”
“Why doesn’t HE have a girl on his arm?” The questions and
comments flew as each set of eyes turned to me.
I had a tingle between my legs that previously before had only
been caused by my middle and index finger pressed to my magic
little button. I was speechless. I must have turned red because
Carrie jokingly fanned me with a magazine from the porch table.
Marilee, the most outspoken of the four of us looked at me with
envy saying, “He wants to do you and I want to watch!”
Her words caused us all to squeal and swoon while jumping up and
down like 15 and 16-year-old girls would. We all joked and played
off the incident for a few minutes and then gathered our wits and
headed to the arcade to pass away the rest of the not so great
afternoon of weather. Easily I would have just as well went back
to my room, dropped my shorts and itched the scratch I had
blooming within me. Two nights before I had given myself a bikini
shave down there to accommodate the swimsuit I had bought to go
away with. My Mom knew nothing about this suit, as it would have
been forbidden. It covered me pretty well, but was also sexy and
a bit revealing. I knew from showering with the others on this
team and the combined all-star squad that shaving down to a
wedge, a small patch or even completely off was common. My
shaving experience excited me so I spent the next hour before bed
playing in my new coif. Now, suddenly, I wanted to put on that
suit and parade myself in front of this guy, whom I did not even
slightly know. I felt naughty, but in a good way (at least to my
16 year old little mind)
The afternoon passed by as we played skee-ball, mini-bowling and
video poker, all the while collecting ticket points that with
50,000 of them we could have won a $2 “Made in China” trinket. I
wasn’t doing well at the poker and saw hoop-shooting game that
caught my eye. You shot little 9-inch balls into an elevated
hoop. If you shot 30 in a minute you won 500 ticket points, 2
consecutive minutes of 30 or more, 2000. After a few minutes of
getting a rhythm I was well into my third minute of consecutive
hoops, already way over 150. My eyes were glued to the hoop and
the return fed me balls as fast as I could shoot them, I was
locked into a zone. This was something I was VERY good at. After
I finished the third minute lights started flashing to draw a
crown and distract you, but I wasn’t bothered.
“When you start the fifth minute, sirens will go off and you’ll
have the whole joint watching you.” A cool male voice said close
to my shoulder.
I distracted myself just enough to glance down to my right to see
the tanned legs and tan colored denim cut-offs and I knew who it
was and I freaked out missing a shot just as the clock turned to
4 minutes and the fifth minute was to begin.
“Who wants THAT kind of attention?” I said coolly turning to him
as if my miss was intentional.
He was gorgeous and his eyes were a color of blue I had never
seen and he was smiling at me.
“My name’s Phineas, what’s yours?”
“Phineas?”
“Really, that’s the same as mine, except without the question
mark. Now let’s try this again, my name’s Phineas, what’s yours?”
“I’m sorry. I’m Lucy. I guess I never heard anyone with that
name. You have to admit it’s odd.” I said trying to make a
comeback so he wouldn’t think I was stupid.
“Actually is was my grandfathers name and I was bestowed it as he
died the day I was born. I’ve had lots of childish nicknames but
when I turned 17 I decided I needed a mans name, so Phineas it
is.” He said cutely never taking his eyes off mine.
“How about your middle name, what’s that?” I asked as if he never
thought of that.
“I’ll save that for our second date, if you don’t mind.” He said
coolly.
“Ha ha, THIS is a date?” I asked in a smart-ass tone.
“No, tonight when we go out and get an ice cream and walk along
the beach will be our first date.” He answered confidently.
“If I was going to say yes, if I were asked properly, I would
have to tell you that I have to be back in by 10 o’clock. If I go
out with you I’ll tell you the whole story of the how and why I
got here, but 10 o’clock is it.” I said coyly (and I was so proud
of myself I came off so smooth.)
“Hmmmm, this will not work because I have to work 5 till 9
tonight at the Walmart in Sanford and can’t get here until 10.”
“I’m so sorry, maybe another time.” I said hating myself to
wimping out so soon.
“You couldn’t get permission just once to go out at 10 and meet
me at Neptune’s for an ice cream?”
“I’m not here with my parents and I made a solemn promise I would
be in my cabin at 10. It was why I could go away on this trip.” I
explained.
“You’re in one of those little cabins behind the main house? You
could sneak out, couldn’t you?” He asked with a devious smile.
I rarely did anything against the grain or got into any trouble.
From just the look he gave me on the porch earlier I wanted to
model my new bikini swimsuit for him as I got the urge to get
naughty and now he was pushing my naughty button again without
even knowing it.
“No, I really couldn’t, um . . . Phineas.”
“Tell you what, you stay here and keep your friends here for 15
more minutes and give me a chance to go look at the back of the
cabins. If I can safely get you out, will you think about it?” He
asked with a cute, almost pouty smile.
“OK, no promises, but I’ll wait for you.” I said not believing I
was even considering it.
As soon as he left the other 3 girls rushed over and wanted to
know what his name was and what we talked about.
“His name is, a . . . I guess I never got his name, but he was
just telling me how far he had gotten on the game. He’s going
home to scare up some money to come back. I guess he’s sort of
geeky, despite his looks.” I feigned.
“Oh, we thought he was putting the big hit on you!” Carrie said
disappointedly.
Marilee with her big outspoken untimely mouth turned to the whole
place and said,
“OK people back in your houses, nothing to see here. Let the
police clean this up.”
The three of them peeled off and went back to the games they were
playing while I nervously tried to get a run going on the hoop
machine, but I was nervous and I have to admit I had a real itch
down below I wanted to scratch. I never really masturbated
thinking of guys before (or girls for that matter), it was just
intimate and it felt good. NOW I had a guy I could imagine being
with.
I was just wondering if he would ever come back when all of the
sudden he was there behind me, a hand on each side of my waist
while he spoke low in my ear.
“As long as that little alley is clear the back window screen
swings out and you could leave without anyone knowing. There are
only garages facing the windows. I could knock on the screen,
help you out and you could leave and come back an hour or so
later and get back in without anyone knowing.”
“How do you know I can trust you?”
“Tell the one girlfriend you can trust about what we’re doing,
who you’re with, but not to blab to the others. My family has
been on this beach for 30 years. I’m one of the Halsey’s.”
“Knock and see if I answer.” Was the only response I gave him.
Halsey was a name you knew from only a few hours in Willows
Beach. There was a street and a cove nearby named Halsey and the
band gazebo at the end of the beach was Halsey Memorial for the
first elected mayor of the small community. I would bank on my
own instincts and trust him. I could never trust any of the other
three girls to keep quiet. We were teammates and friends, but not
close girlfriends. I felt they resented me a little because I was
over developed for 16, but I never flaunted that. I still see
Carrie, Marilee and Jess from time to time and none of them have
a thing to be ashamed of looks-wise.
After we got back to the house Carrie’s Dad had us all in the
house to tell us he was making a shore dinner for us that night
and wanted volunteers to slice strawberries for shortcake later.
I volunteered to have a chance to be in the kitchen and away
other three girls. I needed time to think about what I was doing
that night. The other three went for a walk to Bens, the one
beach village store, for Old Bay seasoning. While sitting and
washing, hulling, and slicing a couple quarts of strawberries I
decided I was more mature than the others and a walk on the beach
with this gorgeous boy was not harmful. The thought of doing
something sneaky and potentially naughty had me excited.
It was turning late afternoon and the clouds were lifting and the
heat was moving in. Carrie’s Dad instructed me to bring my
cuttings trash to the barrel on the corner. That was picked up
daily, and the house barrels were only once a week. Out front a
car went by and stopped suddenly, I looked up to see Phineas.
“Hey, Lucille! You haven’t had second thoughts have you?”
“How can you drive home from work after dark if you’re under 18?”
I asked suddenly doubting my decision.
“Driving alone to and from a place of work is legal in Maine with
a junior operators license. This is my Dad’s car. I’m not . . . .
you know . . . trying to sell you baloney.”
“What should I wear?” I asked to show him I was still full of
bravado.
“It’s getting hot, wear your swimsuit, and just bring a cover-up
in case it’s cool. I’ll wear mine too.”
“I’m not going in the ocean at night!” I said a little panicked,
a side I didn’t want to show him.
“Don’t worry, me either. I have to go. I have to be there at
five.”
Phineas pulled away and I stood there still amazed at his good
looks and blue eyes. I tried to conjure up one of the nude
pictures in Carrie’s with Phineas head on it, but I was just
confused. I may have wanted to get a little naughty with him, but
I didn’t want to see him nude!
The rest of the night went by quickly and we did have a lot of
fun. Carrie’s Dad made corn on the cob, little potatoes in milk
along with mussels and we each had a lobster. After we helped
pick up and then he brought out the strawberry shortcake. We all
sat and talked, some of us having coffee. Around 8:30 the 4 girls
moved to the porch to gossip and watch for good-looking guys
while Mr. Reynolds parked himself in front of the TV to watch his
beloved Red Sox play. I was amazingly calm about later because I
really felt it would never happen.
About 5 until 10 Mr. Reynolds came out and said, “Ladies, at ten
this little community begins to go to sleep. Neptune’s closes at
11 along with the parking lot; Get a good nights rest and it
looks like a great beach day tomorrow with lots of beach until
lunch time and high tide. Then by 2 it will recede and you can go
back.”
We all chimed in with a “Thanks Coach Reynolds” and began to
retire to our cabins. It had been a long day with the travel and
all. We agreed to meet in the main house at 8 a.m. for breakfast
so all were game for early beds.
I went out to hang a towel on the line and check on the other
cabins and saw a light in just one of them. The big house was
dark. I put on my new bikini and waited. At 10 after 10 I began
to doubt he might show when I heard a knock at the window. I
looked around the shade and saw Phineas, in trunks and a tee
shirt.
“Come on Lucille,” He whispered, “Unhook the 2 hooks at the
bottom and these screens swing out. Turn out your lights though.”
I turned off the lights and hooked the front door from the inside
and went to the window popping the hooks from the eyelets. He
gently pulled it out and it swung up and I stepped out. He put a
piece of cardboard on the bottom to wedge the screen tight and
then took me by the hand and led me to the corner where I didn’t
have to go by the other cabins. The bedroom in the big house was
on the other side and I got away unseen.
Phineas had taken me by the hand and held it tight until we got
to the end of the back street. We turned the corner and were
cutting through the Shores End Hotel to go to Neptune’s when I
finally said something.
“Well is this the witness protection program or are you going to
say something to me?”
“I’m sorry I wanted to be sure we were out of eyesight of the
house, and I guess we are now.” He said as he stopped and took my
other hand and turned them a bit and brought them up to his
shoulders, drawing me close making me look him in the eye.
“Thank you for trusting me enough that you would take this risk
to get away. I didn’t want to try and talk to you with those
other girls around, they seem so much more um. . “
“Immature?” I interjected.
“Yeah, I didn’t want to insult your friends. I can’t believe I’m
going to tell you this, but I’ve never been so drawn to a face. I
was having a real blah day with no prospect of it getting better;
especially knowing I had to go to work later when I looked up and
saw you it was like a cloud was lifted. Wow does that sound like
a line of crap. . . . . . But, but you looked at me too and we
made a contact.” He said stumbling.
“Easy Phineas, I think I know what you’re trying to say. Don’t
try to impress me with this line of crap. I’m here if not only
for the sheer curiosity of the situation. Now tell me, how long
have you been going by Phineas, and is it working out?”
“Well, only the few weeks, like since my family moved back up
here for the summer. My Mom and Dad have always called me Phineas
but I’ve been Skipper to all of my friends since 2nd or 3rd
grade. A horrible nickname that stuck. Phineas is a name I should
be proud of and I really want to use it. But the horrified
reactions I get, like from you, make me regret it.” He said
getting back to his cool delivery.
“How about your middle name?” I wondered.
“Hmmm . . .Second date, remember?” He said with a smirk.
“Ahh, what if there is no second date?”
“Then you’ll never know.” He said as he led me towards one of the
tables on the edge of Neptune’s breakfront.
Chapter 67
We sat at Neptune’s and looked into each others eyes and we both
smiled.
“I can’t believe I did this, I’m not that kind of girl. My Mom
and Dad would ground me for a month, number one if they saw this
bikini, number two if I went on a date without him being
screened. But you, . . . you . . . you do something . . . .
well, leave it. Suffice it to say I’m getting cold feet, er . . .
a guilty conscience.” I said stammering through my response.
Phineas stood up and shucked his t-shirt revealing a towel cord
tied across his waist with the towel roll behind him. I was
amazed I hadn’t noticed it, even though it appeared to be a thin
terry towel that rolled pretty tight. He took off the towel and
rolled his shirt around it and reached into the inner pocket of
his trunks and took out some money.
“Would you like something to eat, a burger or pizza or maybe a
cone, a sundae?” He asked.
“We had a big dinner and then dessert too, but a small cone would
be nice. A kiddie cone?” I answered.
He smiled at me making eye contact again and I felt another tweak
somewhere inside of me. When he turned to walk up to the counter
I watched his ass move in his tight trunks and the tan muscled
back ripple as he walked. He made me think of sex, and sex was
something I knew little of except my hand was a great partner. My
fantasies were nothing of penises, glutes or hard muscles; they
were of orgasms. I remembered when I was 14 hearing my Mom
talking to a friend of hers about sex, a conversation I was not
supposed to hear. “Men are all alike as I suppose we are too.
They want us to be shameless whores behind closed doors, and we
love being those whores. The best sex is doing what no one thinks
you would do.”
I wasn’t going to be behind closed doors, but if he found a
hiding place out here I was willing to get naughty if I thought
it would excite me, being a whore.
When he came back I tried to glance at the front of his trunks
and see if the light blue fabric revealed any other mysteries for
me but I was afraid of being caught. He handed me my cone and I
saw he had one just a bit bigger. We looked into each other’s
eyes and licked our cones making small talk. Suddenly it hit me,
one of the Cosmopolitan magazines we flipped through said you did
it like licking an ice cream cone and I remember we all laughed.
Now that thought had me horrified as he watched me. I tried to be
unsexy as I finished the cone, but I didn’t know what sexy was as
far as oral sex was. At the time he couldn’t have had those
thoughts about me, he barely knew me. I knew I was thinking like
a jerk. I knew little of oral sex except what was talked about at
hormone-infested slumber parties. It seemed so icky you couldn’t
imagine ever doing it, but you heard of girls in school who did,
and they were popular. He finished his cone and then reached
across the table and took my hand in his.
“So Lucille,” He said, “This where you decide if we continue the
date or if I bring you back and sneak you back into your cabin.
Would you like to take that walk along the beach? There are
benches down by the dunes, or we could even climb a lifeguard
stand and watch the lights on the water.”
“How many other girls have you taken on this little walk?” I
stupidly asked.
“I won’t lie, I’ve had my share of girlfriends, but you’re the
first one I’ve asked to walk the beach like this. Lucille, you do
something to me and I already know that in four days I may never
see you again, or at least for a while. I don’t mean to be
forward, but . . . “
“Where do you live, outside of the summers?” I asked.
“Williamstown, Massachusetts. How about you?”
“Just a little north and west of Albany. We’re almost neighbors.”
That led to other topics of conversation about our lives and he
made me feel free and easy. At 10:45 I saw a police car pull in
the lot and I thought the worst. I was sure they found I was
missing and they were looking for me. Phineas saw the panic on my
face and looked back to see what spooked me.
“They’re here to close the lot. No one else can drive in and they
lock it up at 11:00.”
“When does it re-open?”
“The desk clerk at Shores End unlocks it when he makes his rounds
around 2 A.M. People are here by 4 o’clock to catch the whole
sunrise. This just prevents all night parking.” Phineas said
standing up and extending his hand to me. “So is it walk or wilt
back to the cabin?”
I took a deep breath and said, “walk” and got up. We walked to
the steps down to the beach on the breakwater and he stopped and
turned his mouth to me and kissed my lips. I was a little taken
aback, but kissed him back. It was a wonderful kiss that made me
tingle once again. I smiled at him and said, “Remember, I trust
you.”
“You’ve never been alone with a guy before, huh?”
“Yes, I have, but never like this. I’m sure you’re old hat at
trying to seduce young girls.”
Phineas laughed and stepped in front of me.
“Is that what I’m doing, trying to seduce you? Do you know how
many girls I could be with, and I mean BE WITH, in just ONE walk
down the beach any afternoon? I’m not conceited, but I do know
I’m good looking and get second looks all day long. I’ve tried
that style and it doesn’t fit well with me. When you looked back
at me today it was sincere, it wasn’t a “C’mere big boy.” Yes, I
like you and I DO want to be alone with you, but don’t think I
want anything more to happen than you do. I KNOW I’m more
experienced than you, but don’t hold that against me.” He said
with a smile lit by the ambient light.
Then he took my hand and we walked slowly toward the surf as the
tide was almost all the way out.
“You’ve been seduced, haven’t you? I mean where things happened
and you lost control.” I asked him, my curiosity getting the best
of me.
“You’re pretty smart, or at least perceptive. I let it happen,
thinking it would be cool. I was no virgin, but it was not what I
thought. Guys like that are jerks. Let’s drop it.” He said
stopping to look out and tighten the grip on my hand.
He pointed out the lighthouses at the points of Cape Neddick and
Cape Porpoise way off in the distance, it was so clear. Then he
pointed out the mist coming in as warm air was hitting the cool.
He explained that the lighthouses we saw would disappear soon and
the air would actually get warmer than it had been most of the
day. I turned and looked at him as he scanned out and explained
things and I saw something in his eyes that I admired.
We walked more and talked more too. The combination of his looks,
those eyes, his sincerity was sweeping me off my feet. I had
“liked” a guy before, but what he made me feel was totally
different. We exchanged a lot of thoughts about life, education
and even religion. I showed him I was no dummy as he had proved
to me. When we talked future I told him I was going to be a
junior in high school, but had already been accepted at PolyTech
from my pre-SAT’s and SAT’s. He was going to U Maine.
We got to the second lifeguard station and we started to walk
away from the water to get near it where ambient light from the
houses made it easier to see. He wanted to climb to the seat but
I just wanted to kiss him. The bottom of the stand had a framed
floor and you only need duck the middle rung of the frame to get
in it. He moved to climb up the front to the seat but I ducked
and went under the rung pulling him with me. As he straightened
up I slid my arms around him and kissed him pulling him towards
me. I led him into the kiss but he quickly made it his to me as
his tongue slid into my mouth and played. We thoroughly tasted
each other mouths and I was kissing a man like I had never kissed
or been kissed before. He may have had the experience, but I was
learning quickly. Suddenly I was quite warm as the temperature
was changing as well as our moods. I stepped back from him and
took my cover up off revealing my bikini and body to him. He
pulled me close to him and he kissed my shoulder and whispered in
my ear that I “looked like an angel” as his hands ran over my
back and down over my ass but quickly back up to my waist before
breaking the kiss. He unhooked his towel roll and laid out the
terry beach roll and took my hands and began to sit down and I
followed. We kissed again and he pushed me back, his upper torso
criss-crossed to mine, his mouth pasted to mine. Being with a man
and what he was doing to me for the first time physically and
sexually excited me. Our kisses got deeper and more intense as
well as sloppy. His hands came up to my face and he stroked my
cheeks while trying to hold my face closer, as if it were
possible. My arms went around his head and we were intertwined,
his weight on my rib cage and breasts. I felt his lower body
shift and I let go of him and his hands moved lower, one to my
arm that had just held him as he ran it down the length of it to
hold my hand, the other covered my left breast. Before he could
squeeze and excite my nipple (which I knew would drive me crazy)
I quickly pulled it off and said in my kiss “NO”, which he
quickly respected. We rolled back and forth rocking to different
positions with him on me as we necked and before I knew it, he
was on top of me entirely and I must say it felt awesome to be
held and dominated in this manner. As we necked and rocked side
to side I became aware of the fact he was lying between my legs,
his hands under my shoulder blades. Our side-to-side rocking
changed to a to and fro head to toe cadence. It was as if he were
fucking me though, as I became aware of his hard presence rubbing
over my bikini-covered pussy. I should have stopped him, but I
couldn’t, it felt so good. My chest was heaving just the way it
does when I’m alone in my bed with my fingers strumming my puss.
The only thing was that there was just not quite enough contact
to get fully off. I wanted it so bad but I knew we had to stop.
When he adjusted his hips and the hard end of his penis pressed
against my love lips and would have thrust into me, if not for
our clothes, I called it all off.
“No Phineas, it’s too much. You’re scaring me; I’m scaring
myself. We should go, I have to get back.” I said pushing him off
of me in a way that panicked him.
“Lucille, I’m so sorry, we just got carried away, please forgive
me!”
“No, I’m not mad Phin, I went with you where I wanted to go but
I’m scared now. Scared they found I was gone and . . . “
“I understand.” He said as he rolled the towel and got my
cover-up.
We ducked out of the stand and began walking back to the
breakfront at Neptune’s at a faster pace than we came for sure. I
sidled close to him and put my arm around his waist, and he did
the same to me.
“Once we get to you cabin, let me go ahead a bit to be sure
there’s no commotion.” He said.
“If there is you just take off and I’ll say I went out on my own,
I was hot or something.” I answered him.
“Are you sure, I’ll take the blame.”
“No need for that, I’m a big girl.” I said as I dropped my hand
and squeezed his butt quickly before returning my hand to his
hip.
He smiled a big smile and kissed me awkwardly as we walked. We
seemed to get back to the parking lot much faster than we took
leaving and everything was quiet as we cut through the motel
parking lot to the end of the back street where he stole me away.
He ran head and came back with a smile saying it look OK and took
my hand. We got to the cabin and he swung up the screen and I
kissed him as I ducked in. He pushed the screen shut and I hooked
the eyelets. I put my hand to the screen and his put his to mine.
“I wish I could come in and sleep with you” he whispered before
he quickly embarrassed.
“That didn’t come out right, I meant, to hold you as you we
sleep.”
“I know.” I said with a smile before backing from the screen and
letting the curtain fall.
I turned and my cabin was dark the way I left it. I looked out
the little front window and the whole little compound was dark. I
went back to the rear window and peaked around the shade and
there were no lights, no movement. I was safe.
I took off my cover-up and bikini and looked for my nightgown and
smiled to myself knowing I wouldn’t need it, I was going to be
playing for a bit. That night I wrenched many orgasms from myself
as I strummed, squeezed, rubbed and pummeled my little pussy. I
never ever tried to put anything inside myself and was tempted
tonight as my fingers snuck in and thrust in and out of me. My
other hand pinched and pulled my hard nipples until I shook like
a tree in a hurricane. I fell asleep exhausted from cumming, but
happy and satisfied. We I woke from hearing voices in the
courtyard I was nude and uncovered, my fingers smelling of sex.
Even alone, I had been the whore behind closed doors.
I got up and showered and joined the others for breakfast. The
tide was going out and the sun was bright and we planned for a
day of sun and fun and by 10 o’clock the four of us were laid out
on the beach with a cooler of soda and snacks. Only Jess and I
wore bikinis although Carrie easily could have, she felt she was
too flat, but I know looking around the beach she would have been
OK. Others with less on top wore less to cover it. Marilee, while
not fat, was a bit too chunky for a two-piece, but I though we
all looked sexy and Jess had hoped we would draw boys our way all
day.
After oiling each other up with sunscreen I set a timer and laid
on my stomach to soak up the suns rays. I was just about in my
sun sleep when I heard a voice call my name.
“Lucille, why are you so tired. Up too late?”
I opened my eyes to see two tanned feet and as I turned I saw
Phineas. He was still beautiful. I panicked that the others had
heard his words and I flipped back to see 3 empty towels. They
were taking a dip, I guessed.
“I have to work noon till 8 tonight, but I sure would love to see
you. They use the old fire hall up Ocean Avenue for teen dances
on Monday and Wednesday nights. Would you like to go? They break
it up at 11:45 so everyone can get home by midnight.” He said.
“Are we risking it too much? I mean I WANT to go.” I said.
“You’re only here for the week which means if I want to see you,
get to know you, I don’t have much time. Last night was easy. As
long as we’re quiet, we’re golden.” He said squatting down.
“Was last night easy, or was I?”
“That’s not fair Lucille. You set the pace, you made the rules. I
have no expectations but to be with you. I have to be to work in
40 minutes but I had to see you.”
“I’m glad you came down, and I’m sorry for saying that. I really
don’t think you’re . . . you know. Yes I’ll go, what do we wear?”
I asked.
“Most everyone comes from the beach or Neptune’s, so every one is
in swimwear, but no bare stomachs or thongs. If you wear that,
and I hope you do, wear your beach cover up with it.” He said
smiling and giving me the once over with his eyes.
“You like my bikini?”
“I like YOU in IT. You are a beautiful girl Lucille. God, . . . .
.I have to go. Listen for me after ten, OK?” He said as he left.
He may have been in a hurry to get to work on time, but I also
noticed that he had a growing problem in his trunks. It was the
first time I knew I had that power. I would have worried about it
right then, but there I was lying on my back, like I was the
night before, and I’m sure he had ideas.
Our day of sun and fun went by fast and my 3 girlfriends razzed
me terribly about Phineas little visit to me at the beach. I had
to admit to them that I knew his name and when they heard it was
Phineas the kidding never stopped. I acted like he was somewhat
of a nuisance that I didn’t have to worry about since he worked,
but I did think he was cute, I told them. I wanted to tell them
that I worked him to an erection the night before and he rubbed
it up and down the furrow of my sex, but that secret would play
out my fantasies for many nights to come.
Coach Reynolds fixed another great dinner, this time fried
chicken and biscuits. He explained he was a Navy cook and was an
old hat at certain dishes. He said we might see his whole
repertoire in a week. We had blueberries and cream for dessert
before all of us girls retired to the porch to gossip. Around
8:30 Carrie got permission to walk down to the beach and we all
went to see who was left at the beach. It was mostly young
families with real young children. Carrie explained it was their
time to take advantage of the waning sun and smaller crowds of
people. We hung around for a bit but as soon as the sun began to
disappear altogether we headed back. By 9:30 we were engrossed in
a soap opera Carrie had taped in the afternoon. It finished just
before 10 and Coach Reynolds reminded us to knock off and be in
our cabins by 10. Everyone complained of being tired from the day
in the sun and I chimed in, although I was ready to go out and
really play. Tonight I would find out a lot about Phineas and
what he was like, what he expected of me. I really, in my heart,
trusted him, but really knew how naïve I was.
At five of ten I went to the laundry and took out the clothes we
had washed, including my bikini and cover-up. I got the rest of
my things and left the basket in the mudroom of the big house for
the others to sort out theirs. I was talking with Jess in the
courtyard when Carrie and Marilee came out.
“God, my Dad says you’re already loud out here and can hear
everything you say up in his room. I was hoping to have a slumber
party in the courtyard one of these nights.” Carrie said.
I was about to stick up for Coach when Jess spoke.
“If we spend the days in the sun I know I’m pretty well beat by
10. I’ve never had a chance to go away like this before so I’m
cool with it; all day without my Mom harping at me? I’ll take it.
It’ll be buggy out here anyway.”
“Oh, we have a tent. My Dad is just paranoid one of the neighbors
will say something to his brother about noise and us. But, yeah
I’m beat too. See you guys in the morning.” Carrie said as we
each went to our cabins. I pulled my shade and looked out behind
it to be sure the others pulled their shades or turned off their
lights. By about 10:15 there were no lights to be seen and I
waited for Phineas knock. I got paranoid by 10:20 and was totally
flipping out at 10:30 when I heard him at the window.
“Come on, be fast! Someone’s having guests arrive on the corner
and they’ve been back here to unload their car. They might be
done, but I’m not sure.” He said sort of frantically.
I popped the hooks from the eyelets and went back to be sure my
door was locked from the inside. He swung up the big screen and I
was out. He adjusted the curtain and let the screen down gently
using the same cardboard piece to wedge it in. We got away the
same way we did the night before, assured that no one saw us.
Once we slipped through the hotel property we just blended with
other “kids” and there was nothing odd about us being out. We had
to walk a few blocks to the old fire station and along the way he
made small talk about work while he held my hand. I was beginning
to feel like his sister until we came to a break where the road
only had houses on one side and the ocean on the other. He
steered me to the edge of the road where it revealed steps going
down to the beach.
“Here’s where we’ll come after the dance, if you want to. There’s
another lifeguard station up around that rock.” He said pointing.
He looked to see if I was looking and I was looking at him.
“What?”
“What do you find more exciting Phineas, sneaking me out or being
with me? You haven’t even kissed me yet.” I said with a pout.
“Lucille, I’m so sorry, I was just worried about you being safe
from trouble.” He said uncomfortably knowing I was truly upset.
“ . . . and, are we safe?” I asked.
He answered by planting his magic lips on mine. He was such a hot
kisser I was ready to skip the dance, but we broke and he took my
hand and led me along, this time talking more serious and a lot
about the night before. In talking to him I mentioned twice about
the excitement of being “naughty”, making my own decisions and
not being chaperoned. I think if he had any ideas about where our
tryst might go, that word spurred him on.
Just as I finished telling him again we got to the door of the
hall. He paid the few dollars each to get in and as they pulled
the curtain for us to enter he whispered in my ear.
“Maybe we should do something about what you did when you got
back home last night.”
His words took me aback for a second. Did he mean I made too much
noise getting back in, or did he mean he listened to me by the
window? If I even thought that for a minute I was leaving.
Inside there were only 40 or 50 other teens there, almost all in
bathing suits, trunks and a few girls in bikini’s with cover-ups;
mostly girls dancing to a Tesla song, and a couple guys who
checked me out as they gawked at the girls dancing.
The music switched to a slow song by Babyface and he pulled me
close and moved to the floor. I put my arms around his neck and
resisted when he went to hug me close. I wanted him eye to eye.
“What in hell did you mean about what I did when I got home? Did
you sit by the window?”
“Hahahahaha Noooooooooo PLEASE, you read that all wrong. I’m not
a creep like that.”
“So, what kind of creep are you?”
“If you still have doubts about me and trust issues, tell me. I
thought we had something special.”
“We DO have something special,” I said still looking right into
his eyes, “But if you sat outside my window last night you’ve
turned into a creep.”
“I DID NOT sit outside last night Lucille. I simply said that
because I know what I did when I got home last night and I have
no doubt you did the same. I was trying to say in a round-a-bout
way that we should do that for each other rather than hide in our
rooms. It’s a big step and I’m sorry for bringing it up. Now are
we OK?” He said as his demeanor went from hurt to sincere to
apologetic in a flash.
I hugged him close with my head on his shoulder as we swayed with
the music letting his question hang for a moment.
“Yes, we’re OK, it was just a misunderstanding. I didn’t assume
you knew what I did, what WE did, but I guess it’s natural. Let
me think about, it’s going so fast. You must know I’ve went
further with you than anyone” I told him.
“I know it, and yes, it is fast, but we have so little time and
who knows when we . . . . . “
“I don’t want to think about that Phineas. No matter how this
ends there will be some kind of heartbreak or letdown. Let’s live
it for now.” I said realizing after the words came out that it
might have sounded like a go-ahead.
The last strains of the Babyface song ended as Ace of Base began
to fill the speakers. Just before I took my arms from around his
neck I whispered in his ear “Did you bring a condom?” and I went
to sit down at one of the chairs along the wall.
I sat and turned and he was walking slowly to join me. He looked
like a beaten foe and not what I wanted for a reaction.
“Was I supposed to? . . . . NO! If I say yes, then I guess I
think you’re a slut. Lucille, I can get laid if that’s what I
want. You hit me hard here twice. Give me the benefit of the
doubt.”
“The benefit of the doubt? I’ve known you for 24 hours.” I
whispered trying not to attract attention.
“It didn’t seem to make a difference last night.” He whispered to
me while taking my hand.
“No, you’re right and I’m sorry for being paranoid. I do have a
fear you may want more than I can offer.”
“I solemnly PROMISE you that we can have fun, enjoy our time and
I will not pressure you into, um . . . . sex.”
“Fucking.” I said to make sure we were clear.
“That is not, and never was, my intention.” He answered surprised
at my use of the F word.
I pulled him close and turned in the chair to get close to him.
“You know I want to be naughty, but I had to be sure you knew
where I didn’t want to go. We are totally OK now. Can we dance?”
He smiled and we got up and danced to Nirvana, Guns and Roses and
even camped it up to some country song, Achy Breaky Heart, I
think. We stayed off to ourselves for the most part although it
was apparent that he knew other people there, especially girls.
It was apparent that he had relationships with a few of them, but
I was convinced he was not just a player. At least for that week,
we meant something.
Before we knew it 11:30 came around and we danced slow to Rod
Stewart, Have I Told You Lately That I Love You. As the song
finished he whispered that we should go so we didn’t leave with
the rest of the crowd at the end.
We were the beautiful couple there that night. He was so
strikingly handsome with those special eyes, lean muscled body
and gorgeous face, and I had a pretty face and the developed body
of a 20 year old at 16. Although I had my beach cover-up on my
attributes were on display and I knew we were gawked at, but it
didn’t matter to me.
We left and walked the opposite way I thought we would and I
immediately got a little paranoid. He assured me that he was
walking toward his home just in case anyone at the dance wanted
to get a cheap thrill, sometimes following lovers. We walked
right up the public way right beside his family’s summer home
onto the beach. He took a towel that was hanging over a snow
fence that stretched across the edge of the public part of the
beach and their property and spread it on the sand.
“Let’s just sit for a minute and see if anyone comes along.” He
said as he watched the public way.
I thought we would start to neck while we sat there but he
intently watched from his knees while I sat beside him. I knelt
up and got behind him and put my hands to the bottom of his tee
and pulled it up running my hands over his back and eventually
his chest. The rippled feeling of his well-developed body under
my hands was making me excited. Naïve little Lucy finally knew
what the expression “creaming in your jeans” meant. We spoke
little during this 5 or 10-minute period and kept quiet. My hands
had been all over his torso and were across his belly just
touching his little outie belly button when he put his hands on
mine to stop me.
“You’re causing a problem up here, and we have to walk a ways
yet.”
Suddenly I realized what he meant and I panicked yanking my hands
back. He chuckled and stood up and turned offering his hand. I
did notice the front of his trunks sticking out from where I
knelt and quickly averted my eyes and stood up. He picked up the
towel and we ran to the edge of the surf. By the time we stopped
to walk I noticed his problem went away. There was more ambient
light here than the night before and we kissed and embraced as
the water washed over our feet. When we broke the kiss I could
look into his eyes that turned a color I’d never seen in that
moonlight before.
Chapter 68
Phineas took his arms from around me and looked at me in that
sexy moonlight reaching below my chin he untied the top of my
cover-up.
“Take this off, I want to see your body.” He said as he undid the
tie and pulled at the zipper.
He took my cover and rolled it into his towel. He took the long
thin waist bungee from his trunks pocket and rolled the towel on
it and stretched it around his waist wearing the towel in the
back as he did the night before. Then he hugged me close, his
hands running down my back and to my ass as he kissed me. It was
a long deep kiss and he pulled my ass hard to his middle and
squeezed the balls of my ass. God, it felt so good. Our tongues
were playing feverishly when he suddenly broke our embrace.
“Let’s get to the stand, I can’t wait to touch you like last
night.” He said as he took my hand and we jogged up the beach.
The lifeguard stand wasn’t as far as I thought and I was glad it
seemed protected from the many houses I thought might be in
eyeshot. At the stand we replayed the night before on the towel
laid out on the floor. He ended up on top of me again and when he
put his hand to my breast I let him continue and soon he was
massaging my nipple through my top. He shifted his body and his
other hand crept up to repeat the same exercise on my other
nipple through my top. He was pressed against my pussy and I
wanted to get off right there. As we were, he couldn’t quite get
where I could get that total magic feeling. He must have sensed
my frustration because he knelt up and then lay beside me face to
face. He began to roll onto me and when I was flat he moved back
to his side and put his hand on my belly. He slid it over my
abdomen and over my bikini bottom until his hand was on my pussy,
his finger tracing the furrow between my lips. If my body could
scream out it would have. I needed to get off. His kisses were
electric as his tongue danced in my mouth. I was puffing a bit
from a close orgasm and I did something that even surprised me. I
put my hand over his on my pussy and began to slide it away. As
soon as it was off my bikini bottom I pushed it down again, this
time under the fabric. When his bare fingers touched my bare
pussy I nearly came instantly. I shuddered hard and tried to suck
his tongue harder as I bucked under his hand. Suddenly his mouth
left mine and his hand came out of my bikini, He knelt up and
took the sides of my bikini bottom and started to pull it down. I
lifted my ass to accommodate him and let them come off as my mind
reeled. My feet just came down to the towel-covered floor when I
felt his finger enter me up my canal and over and over my clit. I
was so wet that the sound of him squishing seemed as loud as the
distant surf. My head spun as I realized that I was being
finger-fucked by this boy I had just met; I wanted naughty, I got
naughty. I moved my hips with him and I came again and again. My
own hand reached to the middle of my top and pulled it over my
breasts and I pinched and pulled my nipples. I never really
fingered myself, or put any other objects inside myself besides a
tampon. God YES, I’ve played hard with myself, but usually it was
my clit I was working if my fingers did go inside. If he asked me
to reconsider and let him “do it” I would have agreed, although
that would have ended our relationship when I woke in the
morning. I would have really hated him as well as myself.
I was about to the point where touching my clit was getting
electric as I turned over sensitive. He was sawing two fingers
into me and they were the largest things ever inside me and I
loved it. After my third long hard cum I had to cover his hand
and pull it from me as I turned my face to the side and felt a
bit of embarrassment being basically nude in front of him.
“Oh God Phineas I’m so sorry for being so, . . . . .so . . . “
“Wild, wonderful and absolutely beautiful? Come on Lucille, you
were totally awesome and you have nothing to be ashamed of. Our
bodies are beautiful things, yours especially. I’m glad I could
make you so happy.” He said as he stroked my belly and ran his
hands over my breasts.
I had tears in my eyes, tears of joy for the pleasure he had
brought me and the excitement of being so naughty and it all
“just happened”. I knew then how a girl could be coerced into sex
and I was so glad he was true to his word to me. Then it occurred
to me that he was going to expect me to help him off. I had never
seen a real penis before and certainly never touched one. I
didn’t really know what his orgasm would be like; just that white
stuff would come out.
I composed myself a bit and turned to him as he knelt beside me.
I looked him in the eye and nonchalantly ran the back of my hand
over the bulge in his trunks.
“Take them off.” I said as my throat cracked from being so dry
from nerves.
“No, you do it. You’ve never seen it before have you?”
I just shook my head and went to my knees facing him as he knelt
before me. I reached out and pushed his trunks down a bit until
it was obvious it would not go over him without help.
“Help me.” I said quietly.
“No, you’ll have to do it.”
I looked at the situation and reached to the waist of his trunks
and pulled them out and down. When it got to the point when it
wouldn’t go over it I reached with my other hand and put my hand
around it and bent it so the waistband would go over it.
There it was, and I liked the way it looked, magnificent and
hard. I pushed his trunks down further and saw his balls. He had
very little pubic hair that he obviously shaved off. I was pretty
close shaved for my small bikini, but he had even less.
“It’s a Speedo cut.” He said of the moustache over his genitals.
I smiled at him and wanted to make a move before he had to ask me
again. I knew men’s balls were sensitive, but I wanted to touch
them. I put my hands under them and felt the weight of them in my
hands. I saw his penis surge at my touch.
“Rub it, squeeze the head.” He said as he showed some
desperation.
I was face to face with him and I wrapped one hand around him and
put the other over the head and squeezed. He closed his eyes and
exhaled.
“Show me how to do it.” I asked bravely.
He smiled at me and sat back on his haunches.
“Take your top off the rest of the way and kneel behind me.” He
said as he pulled his trunks fully off.
I stood up and went behind him and knelt. I knew he wanted me to
hug my breasts to his back; I wasn’t THAT naïve.
“Rest you chin on my shoulder and reach your hand onto me. Yes,
that’s good, now stroke me.” He coached me.
He felt so warm and powerful in my hand and I felt him surge to
get even bigger. I put my other arm over his chest and held him
tight to me.
“Am I doing it right, does it feel good. Too loose, too tight?”
“Too much talk.” He said quietly as he tipped his head up and
closed his eyes to enjoy the feelings I was transferring for him.
Stroking a penis was very sexy and I was getting happier and
happier to do it. I felt so powerful. I closed my eyes and kissed
his neck using my tongue to run it up his neck to his ear.
He reached out quickly away from me and pulled the towel away
from in front of him.
“I’m gonna cum, keep going. Don’t stop till I tell you.” He said
frantically.
I felt him back against me and then straighten up as his penis
jumped in my hand.
As he yelped out a long spray came from the tip followed by 2 or
3 spurts of sperm that was not the milk white I expected in this
ambient light, but it looked like mucus in water. As the spurts
stopped a few drops flew back onto my hand and I acted like it
was molten lava, ripping my hand off and shaking it hard and
wiping it on his side.
“Easy Lucille, it’s only cum, not poison.”
“I don’t want that ooky stuff on me.”
“If we had sex I would have pulled out of you and sprayed on your
boobs and belly.”
“That’s yucky!” I said still wiping my hand on him.
“You’ll find it sexy someday with someone.”
“Why not you?”
“If it is we’ll both be 18, so it’ll be a while.
I re-hugged him tight and reached down to feel his penis again.
It was getting softer already.
‘Oooo, don’t touch the head. It’s sensitive just like you got.”
He said as he gasped.
It was my male biology lesson really seeing and touching a penis
for the first time. I only wished it were more light out as
everything I saw had a gray hue to it in the ambient light of the
moon and the lights from homes and the street. I knew I was a kid
at 16, but my body looked and felt older. Doting parents
protected me and now with this chance at freedom for a few days I
felt more complete as a person and a woman for the first time in
my life, all by my own will and decision. I knew a lot of my
friends and others would think I was a slut, but the situation
presented itself to accelerate to this level, and I did it
without being used and with a guy I considered really, really
special. I had no regrets as I knelt draped over Phineas as we
both caught our breaths. I knew I was good at being the whore
behind closed doors.
“We should get going and not press our luck anymore. Let’s get
dressed.” Phineas said as he began to move to his feet. “Not to
get too familiar, but from experience, but we ought to pee right
after sex. You’ll avoid bladder infections.”
“Where can I go?” I asked showing my naiveté.
“Just squat in the sand. I won’t look.” He said with a smile.
I took his advice and already had questions about just how
experienced he was. There was no time like the present.
“Phineas, you know a little too much. Honestly now, how many
times?”
“Ummm, quite a few girls, and a woman; I was seduced by a
teacher. She was pretty hot, all the guys had fantasies about
her, and she had one about me. Let’s drop it, OK? I wasn’t
innocent, just stupid.” He said hanging his head.
I slipped into my bottoms and put my top on and took his hand.
“Come on Phin, let’s go. Everything’s alright.” I said wanting to
comfort him.
Phineas made me feel real special and grown up in more ways than
sexual. I knew I had comforted him after his admission of
something he may not have admitted to anyone else. I’m glad he
let me in; it let me know that he trusted me.
By the time we got halfway back we were joking and laughing
again. I had less trepidation about returning than the night
before, but we went through the same drill making sure all was
clear. As I stepped into the low tall window as he held up the
screen I pecked him on the cheek and said, “Don’t listen by the
window tonight, I’m going right to sleep.”
He laughed and stuck his head inside under the swing of the
screen and kissed me once more saying, “I’ll find you on the
beach. I work 7 to 3 later unloading the weekly truck. Seven is
going to come early.”
I rehooked the screen and checked the door and the courtyard to
be sure I was safe.
I flopped on the bed and glanced at the lighted dial on clock,
1:55. The next thing I knew was Carrie knocking on my door.
“Daddy is making breakfast and he’s waiting on you!” She called
out.
I woke suddenly and established my bearings and called back, “Be
there in 5 minutes.”
I bounced up and stripped out of my bikini and ran to the shower
taking the quickest shower ever. I was at the breakfast table in
a t-shirt and sweats in a flash. I looked around the table and
wanted to yell to all the girls, “A handsome guy stripped me,
abused my nipples, finger fucked the shit out of me last night
just before I stroked his penis and made him shoot 6 feet across
the sand.” But of course I didn’t. However, it didn’t take away
from my giddiness at willfully being a naughty, naughty girl with
a dreamy guy who seemed to care for me.
We had another great day at the beach but there was a pop-up
storm late in the day and we were back at the house about the
time I thought Phineas would look for me. While the rest of them
wanted to watch the afternoon soaps, I sat on the porch reading
and hoping Phineas would be by. As the afternoon soaps turned
into the afternoon pity-party talk shows I was sure I was being
stood up by Phineas who thought I was a whore who had out lived
her usefulness. Jess had come out to join me and the others were
sure to follow. She was paging through a magazine when I heard
her clear her throat twice and got my attention.
“Lucy, I think someone is looking for you.” Jess said as she
nodded towards the corner.
Phineas was walking up the street in his work clothes, looking
disheveled, but he still had that beautiful smile. I stood and
turned to him and he came right up to me as I bent over and
kissed him, not caring if Jess saw me.
“Sorry I never got to the beach today. My Mom couldn’t pick me
up, there was a problem with my brothers day camp bus, so I got a
ride as far as Beach Mile Road. I’m dead tired. I need a soda
bad, can you walk to Bens with me?”
I said “sure” as it was just across the way and down a
half-block, the only store on the beach. We all hit Bens during
the day.
“I’ve got to get some sleep, I’m beat to crap. Working like a dog
on 4 hours sleep is not good. If I could see you tonight it would
be great, but I won’t be able to be here until after 10. I was
hoping we could do the beach in twilight or hang out without
sneaking, but I really need to sleep.
I agreed to meet him at my window sometime after 10. I was
feeling a bit used, but the way he made my pussy feel eased my
guilt and suspicions. Tonight, however, I swore that we would go
as far as the night before. I wasn’t letting him use me like
that, if that was his intention.
That night was nearly a repeat of our first night with a long
walk up the beach except I didn’t wear my bikini. I missed my
turn at the washer so I had to wear cut-offs, sports bra and a
t-shirt. I was sort of happy I wasn’t in my bikini, it made me
think that I was closing the store a bit. My body wasn’t as
accessible as nights before but that night I laid on top of HIM,
eventually straddling him and riding myself over his stiffness. I
was getting frustrated and wanted to get off for him. However
just as with wearing even the thin bikini bottoms, there was not
enough friction to get an orgasm. His one effort to unsnap my
pants was thwarted by my push away and again he respected that. I
wanted to get naughty, but it would be on my terms not his.
Unfortunately my bra was already pushed up over my boobs when I
decided that.
Our mouths were actually tired from kissing and we cuddled, and
he was sure he was being “cut-off” a little.
“I never heard you get it tonight. Why don’t you show me how you
do it?” He asked in a low whisper.
“Will you do it while I do myself?” I asked to make sure his
hands were already busy before I unsnapped my pants.
“How could I not? You drive me crazy.”
My breasts were out of my bra, but my shirt was still on, but
pushed up, when I unbuttoned my cut-offs and lowered the zipper
and sat down beside one of the 4 posts of the lifeguard station.
I slid down to where I was reclined a bit and slid my hand into
my pants. As I felt the tuft of pubic hair I had left I decided
then and there to shave it off altogether for him. I was betting
he would like my pussy shaved altogether. My fingers found my
clit and began a three-finger rubdown. He sat just across from me
and lowered his trunks down and off completely.
“Your penis is cute.”
“Call it my cock or dick. Penis sounds like I’m at the doctor.”
He said as he wrapped his hand around it.
I wished the light here were as good as it had been the night
before in the other lifeguard post, but I could still see a good
show. The memory of how he felt in my hand and the surge of cum
weighed heavy in my diddling. He was propped against the opposite
post as me with his knees drawn up. As his stroking got more
physical I could make out his balls swinging to and fro.
“Your balls look big, do they hurt when they bounce like that?” I
asked naively.
“Their big because they’re full of the cum you made. You really
had me going. I need relief.” He answered with a grin to my
naiveté.
Now it had never occurred to me that each time you began to get
aroused you make more sperm, but it all came together in my head
as making perfect sense. It did occur to me that if I didn’t
realize that, maybe I shouldn’t be here doing this right now, but
that thought passed quickly.
So here I was, “jackin’ off” as my friends called it, in front of
my first real sexual boyfriend. I had learned to do it about a
year ago and was making myself cum almost daily since then. There
in full view of me was Phineas, watching me intently as he
stroked himself in hopes of reaching his own climax. I was
watching him with great interest as I had only seen him shoot off
the one time. My mind raced as my climax built.
Was 16 too young to go as far as I had?
Was I too naïve with this boy?
Was learning “on the job” with someone I may never see again the
best way to get experience? Was I a slut if I got home and used
my experience with other boys?
All of a sudden I knew only one thing: I was starting to pant and
blood was rushing between my legs and relief was near. My muscles
down below began to churn when Phineas cried out, “Oh fuck here
it is! Ahhhhhg!” as 2 shots cleared where he sat almost halfway
to me before I saw more dribble out and landing between his legs.
I was wide eyed watching him as my orgasm came. The only report
from me was a long “Mmmmmmm!” as I came. In my own bed alone I
had learned to be quiet, and I would have went back for a second
or third, but I knew I had the remainder of the night after I got
back.
I stood and pulled up my cut-offs and buttoned them, and
straightened my bra and t-shirt. Phineas said he was going to
rinse off and he sprinted about 30 yards to the ocean. I heard
him howl as he hit the cold Atlantic waters. He didn’t stay in
the waist high surf long as he ran back. I enjoyed the sight of
his ass running in the dim light, AND the sight of his male
equipment work as he jogged back. He dried himself with our towel
and slipped his trunks back on.
Without words he took my hand and we started to walk back. The
night almost over, but I felt we had fallen in a rut of sorts,
sneak away and get sexy, sneak away and get sexy, not that I was
bored in the slightest. Sex was my new toy and I realized it WAS
the greatest joy in life.
He held my hand as we walked and occasionally we slipped arms
around each other looking into each other’s face and smiling. We
were just getting to the Neptune’s breakfront when he stopped and
pulled me close.
“I’m tired of sneaking around, do you think they would let you go
to a movie tomorrow? I’m off all day. I was hoping to spend some
time at the beach with you if you wanted, but your friends will
be around. I imagine we’ll be able to go for a walk together but
we just really need free time, in the light, together. I know
movies are dark, but it would be together and not sneaking.”
“I’ll ask Coach Reynolds. If he hears your name he must know
someone from your family. I think I could call my Mom and have
her talk to him. The only bad thing would be if she said no. What
do you think?” I wondered.
‘Take your best shot Lucille. Either way we will have time on the
beach together if that’s all right.”
“Get me back in the cabin safely before we try to make any plans.
I’ll see you on the beach in the morning. We usually go down
around 11. I can’t wait to see you already.” I said as we broke
our hug, putting an exclamation point on it by patting his cock.
(I felt so familiar to him by doing that!)
We kept quiet as usual and got to my window and the way was
clear. I was in bed within a few minutes, surely even before he
got home. I went to bed without anything on, my panties were wet
and I knew I would play again anyway. But as I lay there with my
fingers in my puss and worried about how to ask to go to the
movie, I fell asleep.
Once again it was noises in the courtyard that woke me and I
suddenly remembered I had to get my bikini in the wash with some
of my other things. I bounced out of bed and put on sweats and a
t-shirt and checked the mudroom rear entrance to the house and
the washer top was open and vacant. I hurried to the washer and
just got there when Coach Reynolds walked in with a basket.
“I thought I asked you girls to do your stuff at night.” He said
with a smile.
“Please Coach Reynolds, it’s only a few things and I’ll do them
in a quick load so I won’t tie it up. I’ll be done by breakfast.”
“That’s what I was hoping, but I can put it off for a while. I
really have no plans for the day, just some reading on the
beach.” He said.
As he put his basket down to hold the washer for the next load I
took a deep breath.
“Coach, can I ask you a question privately?”
“Sure Lucy, what it is?”
“I met a guy here on the beach and at the arcade. He asked me to
go to a movie today. Do you think it would be ok if I got
permission from my Mom?” I said stumbling over the words.
“Whose the boy?”
“Phineas Halsey.”
“Hmmmm, Phineas must be 17 or 18 now.” He said, as I was amazed
he knew ho he was. “Back when this community was smaller we used
to spend time with his parents. After Carrie was born we stopped
coming for a couple years and things just get away. Oh well . . .
Before you call your mother, what time?”
“A four o’clock movie and maybe a pizza afterwards. I promise to
be in my cabin by 10 like always.”
“You’ll return and check in before you do?”
“OK”
“How are you getting there?”
“I assume we’ll walk up the Mile Road or he might have his Dad’s
car.”
“Your Mom won’t like that, and let me ask you, any tattoos,
piercings or Mohawks?”
“No, clean cut and really, really cute and he doesn’t live that
far from back home either. Oh, and he’s 17, not 18.” I said to be
sure to get the benefit of the doubt.
“Call her and we’ll all three talk, OK” He said in a very
assuring and promising tone.
We went into a library type room and he gave me the phone and had
me dial. When my Mom picked up he got on the extension.
I asked my Mom and explained everything and then Coach spoke up
that he thought Phineas was a good kid from the neighborhood.
Then my Mom had more questions about how late and Coach reassured
her that the 10 o’clock promise was still the law. Then he told
her that he himself would drive us to and from the theatre. That
sort of let some of the air out of my “date” but it was better
than nothing.
My Mom said it would be OK and then she wanted to talk to Coach
for a minute and I was walking on air. I went into the dining
room and the others were just gathering for cereal with berries.
I was in heaven and I wished I could tell them the whole story,
but all I could blurt out was, “MY MOM JUST GAVE ME PERMISSION TO
GO ON A MOVIE DATE WITH PHINEAS.”
Of course they all hooted made a little fun about his name again,
but they were all generally glad and a little jealous. Phineas
was THAT good looking! (God, if they only knew his other
talents!)
Just as I was going to sit down Coach Reynolds called me back
into the library room.
“I’m not driving you to the movie, your Mother doesn’t have to
know that. If I find you went any farther than the Cinemas and
Plaza Pizza I will not be pleased and your Mom will find out. Are
we on the same page? Don’t make me sorry for trusting you. I want
to see Phineas before you leave.”
I hugged him and told him he wouldn’t be sorry and gleefully went
back to breakfast.
By a little after 11 I had my few things from the dryer and was
on my way to the beach. The tide was about an hour past high and
about what it would be if we ended up on the beach that night. I
couldn’t wait to see Phineas so I could hug him and tell him our
movie was on. The one bad thing about the sneaking around was
that when my girlfriends kept asking me if I thought he might try
to kiss me, would he try to put an arm around me in the movie,
and so on I had to act tentatively. I really felt so much more
mature than them, and it was not a new feeling. Of the 16 girls
on our squad, I was not the oldest but in the showers I was the
most developed and looked like a “woman”. However a couple of the
older ones, by rule they had to be 17 at the start of the season,
had regular boyfriends who showed up at games and were totally
shaved and one even had nipple piercings. We all assumed they
were sexually active and knew they looked down on us “scrubs”, as
they called us. My other teammates may have looked and been
younger, when I walked into the showers the older girls usually
shut up. I was blessed and knew it, although I really never
flaunted it to where anyone could call me “stuck up”.
By 11:30 I was wondering where Phineas was and looked around for
him. I couldn’t believe I saw him set up on the beach about 20
yards down the beach. I was pissed that he felt afraid to
approach me in front of my friends, but I guess I understood.
I stopped my tanning and walked to his spot.
“I’ve been waiting for you.” I said extending my hand to get him
up. “Why don’t you come up and lay down with me so we can talk?
You can tell me what movie we’re going to see later.”
“Really!” He said bouncing to his feet as he grasped my hand.
“Yes, and everyone knows, about that at least.”
“How about whoever you told about sneaking out the first night?
“I never told anyone, I couldn’t trust them, but I trusted you.”
I admitted.
He pulled me close and kissed me.
“Careful, not too familiar or someone will catch on.” I warned
him in my paranoia.
Phineas came over and laid his towel beside mine and little by
little the girls trickled up from the water. I introduced them to
him and soon we were all familiar and talking. At two o’clock
Phineas said he wanted to get home and shower. It was then I
broke it to him that he had to see Coach Reynolds before we left
and why not do it now. He sighed a bit but said OK and we left
the group to go see Coach.
The meeting went well and what Phineas thought was going to be a
grilling was not that at all. He just ended it by saying what he
told me about trust and our word about where you would be.
I was confident and happy for the first time about seeing him. No
sneaking about or anything. He had made a good impression on
Coach Reynolds so that he could say something positive to my Mom
when we got home and that would make it easier if he even came to
see me.
I was able to get a nice long hot shower without competing with
everyone else for hot water. I took the extra time to pause part
way through and shave off the rest of my pubic hair and be
totally smooth for Phineas fingers the next time he touched me.
Little did I know that without any bush at all my panties would
be right against my sex and every time I moved I would be aware
of myself. I used to think the girls on the team who were shaved
did it to please their boyfriend’s desires, but now I knew
different.
At 3:45 Phineas pulled up in his Dad’s car and came to the front
door and asked for me. Being early. I was still in the cabin
fixing my hair, but was more or less done. Coach Reynolds, the
old Navy cook, was busy preparing dinner for us and came to the
back door and called for me. “Lucy, your date’s here!”
God, did I like that sound. I had finally entered the female race
in quest of a man and happiness. I think every girl with sites on
marriage and children worries about being an old maid who nobody
wants.
Phineas and I had a blast at the movie. It was a late matinee and
with the weather so nice there were only a few of us in the
place. We sat towards the back so we could kiss and giggle
without making a scene.
During the previews and stuff we actually necked, but once the
movie, “Goldeneye”, started we were happy to hold hands and enjoy
it, exchanging little, if any, words all the way through.
We walked to Plaza Pizza and got a booth in the corner. Armed
with a pitcher of soda we talked like a couple of old hens for a
half hour until our pizza came. He was so sweet that if he asked
me to give it up for him that night, I might have. He made me
feel as grown up as I knew I looked. We were the best-looking
couple in the place by the time we left at 8. We had been there
for over 90 minutes. It was just beginning to get dark as we got
into the car and we headed back. He made a turn off the road
before we got to the Reynolds place saying he would drop the car
and walk me back.
No one was home when we got to his house and he invited me inside
but for the first time all week I was afraid of what I might do.
“Phineas, you better get me back so there’s no question about
where we were or anything. I’m a little scared about what might
be said if a neighbor sees us going in together. If Coach
Reynolds has anything to tell my Mom I’m sunk. When we sneak out
at night I’m more at ease than I am now.”
He understood and we started back. We stopped at two nice vistas
to look at the ocean and kiss. I told him what I wanted to feel
was hands all over me and I hoped I heard him at my window that
night. He said he hoped I would go to the Wednesday dance with
him again. He liked holding me like that. I told him if there
were no problem or trouble from our movie date, I didn’t see why.
We got back the house about 8:35 and Coach Reynolds was on the
front porch alone.
“You just missed the girls going down to Neptune’s for an ice
cream. If you run you’ll catch them. I gave them enough money to
get you both cones.” Coach said in a real friendly tone, so I
knew he wasn’t mad and I wasn’t later than he thought we should
be.
“Oh no thanks, we just finished pizza and salad.”
“So how was the movie?”
“It was real good, James Bond, you know.”
“No smooching in the balcony?” He said with a chuckle.
“They don’t have balcony’s anymore Mr. Reynolds.” Phineas said.
“No denying on the smooching, though, huh?” Coach said with
another laugh.
We both got red faced and embarrassed.
“So you plan to see each other after you get home?” He asked
Phineas.
“Well, once I turn 18 and I can drive over the line. It’s only
about an hour or so from Williamstown. We’ll see what happens. We
had fun on the beach and tonight was great.” Phineas said trying
to be committal, but non-committal.
“I better go. My parents were shopping and I can help out putting
things away when they get back.” He said squeezing my hand.
“Thanks for a nice time.” I said with a small hug and a kiss on
his cheek
“I’ll look for you on the beach tomorrow.” He said as he went off
the porch and headed home.
When the girls came back they grilled me about Phineas;
Was he a good kisser?
Did he pay for everything?
Did he try to feel you up? (Marilee, who else?)
Did I want to see him again?
We all sat on the porch and ogled the guys going by and rated the
girls in a spell of cattiness. We all laughed and as 10 o’clock
came around we ALL yawned, tired from another day in the sun,
playing in the cool Atlantic Ocean water. When I got back to my
cabin I stripped and washed up and put on my bikini that Phineas
loved so much. I slipped into the cover-up and sat in the dark
waiting to hear Phineas knock.
Sitting in the dark, alone, staring into nothingness must be a
good way to exercise a little introspection. I asked myself a lot
of questions about myself, my behavior this week, and my feelings
about my newly discovered sexuality and lack of morality.
Being away from the “chains” of home kind of gave me free reign
to open some doors for myself. If I liked what I found I walked
through it. I thought that as a 16 year old with hormones raging
I needed to know the answers to some of the questions my body was
asking. My “teacher” was someone I really clicked with who really
seemed to care for me, who from the start promised he would not
pressure me to go any further than I wanted, and especially
“doing it”. Morally, if I were home, none of this would have
happened as I watch myself and respect myself enough not to taken
advantage of. But, here it wasn’t being taken advantage of
because I wanted everything that happened to happen. Being able
to step outside of my comfort zone and be “naughty” was
empowering and quite sexy. Sexy had meant my hand between my legs
at bedtime for the last year. There were no dreams of guys
committing all sorts of debauchery with me; my fantasy was MY
orgasm. Now that would change. I could recall the night I held
that hard penis in my hand and made it shoot off, or the night I
let him thrust his fingers into me to bring me off. Plus, I could
fantasize exactly what it would feel like to have Phineas inside
me. That thought scared me right now because I could so easily
make it happen.
So now, what was the score on my introspection? Maybe a B. I
wasn’t ashamed of anything and I was happier than I’ve ever been
with the woman inside the kid that I was. My only regret was the
deception of sneaking out and the heartache it might cause if we
were discovered. Phineas insisted that no one outside of that
parking area of back block, which was used for a shortcut more
than anything, could possibly see us leave. With the garages and
sheds the windows were blocked off, and he was sure of it. Sex,
at least the version I knew of it so far, made me deliriously
happy. Phineas made me happy and I did the same for him, at least
I hoped. The shame and morality of it was all smudged out by the
fact that I should know about all of this and how to handle
myself when I got out of the car back in New York.
I was definitely tired and sitting on the bed led to slouching on
the bed to out and out lying down with my head near the window. I
fell asleep.
Chapter 69
The knock I waited for came and I guess I never heard it as it
turned out Phineas had to call through the window. That one loud
“LUCILLE” sat me up in a hurry and I pulled open the shade to see
Phineas.
“Holy crap, I thought you were either sound asleep or dead. I’m
sorry I’m late. A couple moved into the bungalow behind you and
got here late and they took forever to unload the car and then
left it sitting here with the doors and trunk open. They just
moved it out front.” Phineas whispered to me.
“I’m so sorry,” I said as I unhooked the eyelet hooks and he
swung out the screen. Just as he did car lights came up the side
of the building and Phineas pushed me back and slipped under the
screen. The car turned up the back block and went by, the lone
town police cruiser.
“Holy shit! That was close. If I didn’t see the lights before he
turned I would be in deep trouble.” Phineas said trembling.
I sensed his fear and wanted to comfort him by holding him. While
hugging him I realized that he was in my bedroom, alone with me.
“Ohhhh, we never thought of this! You coming in instead of me
going out!” I whispered in his ear.
“Oh, I thought of it. That first night when I got back home and
took care of my um . . . problem I fantasized about you on that
bed with me.” He whispered close to my ear.
Right away I knew what could happen here. I would have given in
to any pressure to open my legs for him and try “doing it”. He
was that sexy, and I was that sexed up.
“Come on, we have to get out of here before someone hears us.” I
said as I pulled back the shade for him to step out of the low
window.
I followed him and let the shade fall to normal and then I set
the cardboard shim to keep the screen shut.
“What time is it?” I wondered.
“Almost eleven. We’ll only have a half hour to dance.” Phineas
said heading up the road to the old fire hall.
I stopped and held his arm. “We can just go down to the beach and
dance to our own music.”
He smiled back to me and kissed me. “You sure?”
I was never so sure of anything as I pulled his arm in the other
direction.
“Lets go to the lifeguard station nearer to your house, there’s
more light there. I want to look at you.” I told him with an evil
grin.
“LOOK at me, we stared into each others eyes all through dinner.”
“Only from the waist up.” I said shyly.
Phineas shook his head and walked a step behind me even though I
was holding his hand.
“You’re so sexy Lucille, you’re making my promise hard to keep,
but I will. Sixteen is way to young and we both have too much to
lose.”
I stopped walking and turned to him. “You’re only 17, how many
times have you done it?”
“I would say 13 or 15 if I counted. Does that make me a pig, or a
stud?”
“What do you think?” I wondered asking him directly.
“Now that I’ve had time to think about it, kind of a jerk.
Imagine how much fun it would be to explore all of this with
you.” He said with honest regret.
“But your confidence with me assured me and took away my worries.
Your hands have been where even I haven’t gone. You knew where to
go to make me happy. I’m afraid that boys I might see wouldn’t
quite know those tricks, plus I’m really infatuated with you. You
are special to me as I hope I am with you.” I admitted to him.
“OF COURSE YOU ARE. The risks we’ve taken could get ME in real
trouble too.” Phineas said as we got to a public way where we
could slip onto the beach.
We quickly found a dune and he led me behind it and he looked
back to be sure no one was following us.
“You get some beach voyeurs who follow late-night couples out, I
just want to be careful.” He whispered as he kept me down and he
peered out the sides of the lone grassy dune.
After 3 or 4 minutes he was convinced we were safe and we were on
our way up the beach.
“Why does sex drive us so much?” I wondered aloud knowing it was
the reason we were both out here in the dark.
“It’s the greatest feeling we can have as humans. Whether alone
or with someone you care for, it’s just an incredible feeling.
I’ve only thought I did it for love once and I quickly found out
it wasn’t. Other times it was just me being a macho asshole.”
“How about with the teacher?”
“I don’t like to talk about that because it really was like being
raped. It wasn’t all like that until I realized what I did the
next day. She manipulated me and used me. I was her toy. It’s
humiliating now, but she got caught with someone else, I just
never came forward. So, let’s drop it before we ruin my night.”
He said nervously.
“Don’t worry, I’ll make you forget.” I said pulling him close as
we walked.
It was a real clear night and the moon was as big as a balloon in
the sky. It was so bright we cast long shadows as we walked. We
got to the lifeguard station and we stopped before ducking under
the crossbars to the platform where the guard laid out his
things. He held me close and we looked at the moon. He recited a
stanza from what I though was a poem, but later he told was a
Moody Blues song.
“Cold hearted orb that rules the night
Removes the colors from our sight
Red is gray and yellow is white
But we decide which is right
And which is the illusion
Pinprick holes in a colorless sky
Let insipid figures of light pass by
The mighty light of ten thousand suns
Challenges infinity and is soon gone
Night time, to some a brief interlude
To others the fear of solitude”
Poem or rock song, it sounded beautiful and I looked for meaning
in it.
“For us it’s both, a brief interlude and a fear of solitude.” I
said.
“Do you fear solitude, going through life alone?” He wondered,
his eyes still fixed on the moon.
“Somewhat. I wonder if I’ll find the right guy, if I’ll second
guess my choice, if I’ll be happy. My Mom and Dad seem happy, but
my Dad is away more than he’s home. He’s in sales and I always
hope I meet a guy with a more stable job than my Dad’s” I
answered.
“Maybe I’m the right guy.”
“But how would I know if I didn’t go through a slice of life
where I met others.”
“You’re wise for 16, not that I’m an old sage. I know I could say
you were the perfect match for me right now, but there are so
many things I don’t know about you and it takes so long to find
all those things out.” He said softly pulling me close.
“Like what?” I wondered.
“Do you pick your nose, chew your toenails and save your belly
button lint?” He said with a joking chuckle that I reacted to by
poking my finger in his side, which drove him to sit on the
platform.
“Oww, that smarts.” He said trying to get away, but I was on him
in a second.
“No, no, let me up I’m laying on my towel roll, let me spread it
out!” He said surrendering as I moved off of him.
As he spread the towel out on the platform I took off my cover-up
and untied my top. When he turned to sit on the towel I caught
his eye right away.
“God Lucille, your breasts are perfect. I can’t believe how
perfect you are.”
I straddled him and laid my torso onto his and put my finger to
his mouth, which he sucked on right away.
“Maybe I pick my nose . . . .WITH THAT FINGER!” I said as he
shrieked in a low tone and rolled over on top on me, both of us
laughing like hell.
I felt his cock pressing out from his trunks and right up against
me. Being totally shaved now between my legs made the sensation
that much greater. I couldn’t wait to show him, but for now his
tongue was down my throat as we kissed passionately and deeply
while one hand moved to my right breast and squeezed and massaged
my nipple. After a time, like the other night he shifted his
weight and did the same to the other, all the while rocking his
cock through the furrow of my pussy lips.
Finally I could take no more. “Phineas, strip me and finger fuck
me. Show me how your cock would feel, then I’ll jerk you off.” I
demanded in my sexiest voice.
He sprung off of me and put his fingers on the sides of my bikini
bottom and slid it down. Once my whole sex was revealed he
stopped.
“Jesus God, you’re beautiful. Your little pussy is swollen,
pouty, smooth and pure.”
He pulled the bottoms off my feet and I raised my knees and
spread myself. He planted his mouth on mine and plunged his
fingers into my wet inviting pocket. God, he slid into so easily
with his index and middle fingers as he knelt beside me. He knew
how to please a woman using the tip of his thumb on my clit as he
thrust into me. I was in heaven as he diddled. I went to move my
hand to my nipples to squeeze them like when I do myself and I
touched his leg in his trunks as I raised my arm. I kept my hand
there and searched out his cock. It was very hard and straining
against the fabric. I broke our deep kiss.
“Slide your trunks off so I can touch you.” I whispered shyly,
not knowing what to expect.
He sat up, still fingering me, and smiled. He pulled his fingers
from me and quickly pushed his trunks down and pulled them out
over his protrusion and down and off. He bent over me and gently
kissed each nipple and then planted his mouth to mine again as
his fingers filled my vagina once more.
I raised my hand again to hold his cock but instead filled my
hand with his balls. I was glad to touch and feel them, squishy
all around, but firm and round in their sack. I knew this was
where his sperm was stored and that they were tender to touch, so
I was gentle. The moans in my mouth told me he was enjoying my
play. Suddenly I felt my own orgasm coming on and I slid my hand
up to hold him while I came. I know if his mouth wasn’t over mine
I would have screamed out loud but I instead swooned in his
mouth. It was fast and I knew I still had a big one in me that he
would let out.
His cock felt huge and alive in my hand as I pulled on it
stroking it. It was the first one I ever felt and probably very
average, but I was convinced it was as big as my forearm at the
time. I was sort of stroking him backwards with my circled thumb
and forefinger closest to him pulling back and forth on him. It
felt so wonderful in my hand as his fingers matched my stroking
and we both moved together. Then it seemed like my clit just
exploded. With little warning it got hot and I was off to the
races. My breath caught and I felt myself peak as I raised my
hips as he continued to jam me. My hand held him loosely as I was
breathless like a freight train was about to pass over me. I
almost bit his tongue as I peaked and wailed into his mouth. He
jerked his head up and cheered me.
“Cum Lucille, cum! Ride my fingers like the day when I’ll fuck
you. Promise me I’ll fuck you!” He growled as he pounded my pussy
accentuating each thrust with a cheer of “fuck”.
“Fuck, fuck ,fuck , fuck, fuck ,fuck , fuck, fuck ,fuck , fuck.”
He yelled at me as I struggled to catch my breath and return to
reality and wanting to answer his wish for a promise.
Finally I exhaled hard and sighed for the relief of oxygen and
relaxing every muscle in my body. I realized I still had his cock
in my hand and I stroked it harder than ever.
“Yes, yes, yes! Fuck me now, fuck me now!” I growled to him with
my pussy still reeling and wringing wet.
“Don’t do this Lucille, I want you so bad, just make me cum, make
me cum!”
I pushed his hand away from my pussy and just worked my hand on
him as he got even harder than before. I already couldn’t believe
I asked him to fuck me, so glad he kept his senses. He was
kneeling up and I could see his cock so plainly in the bright
moonlight. It was so big and beautiful and obviously straining,
the head shiny from being so full of blood. It crossed my mind to
kiss it and I was amazed the thought even came to me. I squashed
it right away but it seemed so appropriate. When the urge hit me
again I leaned up on one elbow and kissed the tip twice.
“Your cock is so beautiful and strong.” I said as I laid back and
kept stroking, pulling on him.
“Oh Lucille, I’m gonna cum, gonna cum . . . the thought of your
lips on me . . OHHHH”.
He moaned as he stiffened up and he shot 3 big spurts, one way
over my head and the other two onto my beasts.
I wasn’t afraid of his cum tonight, as it felt so warm as it
landed on me. I wasn’t in a rush to wipe it off either. I wanted
to wear it for a moment, and then I realized what he said, “the
thought of your lips on me”. Had I made him so excited by kissing
him that he had his orgasm? It wasn’t like I put him IN my mouth;
I made sure my lips were pursed tight shut. What would he think
if I actually did that blowjob thing, oral sex; he would think I
was a real whore.
I could barely make eye contact with him, thinking he was
disgusted that I kissed the tip of his cock. He was on his knees
still puffing from his cumming.
“Oh God Lucille, that was awesome. You got me just right, and the
sight of your cute little mouth kissing me, whoa! That sent me
over.” He said still catching his breath.
“That, . . . that sent you over? I was afraid you would be mad.”
I said quietly.
“Mad? Why would I be mad? I love oral sex, but just thought you
were too innocent to try. It’s a big step, . . . . I was a little
speechless.” He stammered.
“IT WASN’T ORAL SEX, it was only a kiss. Don’t tell anyone I gave
you oral sex!”
“I don’t tell anyone ANYTHING about us. Besides, oral is
beautiful with someone you care about.” He said as he reached
down and pulled me to a sitting position and then stroked my
hair, touching my cheek in effective telling me he cared for me
like that.
“Help me clean off.” I said almost in tears.
He scooted to the edge on the stand and stood up offering me a
hand. “Come on lets go rinse off in the water.”
“I’m nude!” I shouted over the surf.
“So am I, who cares? No one can see, except me.” He said
insisting as he pulled my hand.
We both ran the short distance into the waves of the incoming
tide. The water was cold, but invigorating as we stopped just as
it hit our knees. Water splashed up and he wiped his hand over my
breasts to help wash away his cum on me. After 3 or 4 waves and
help from his hands he pulled me close and kissed me with more
passion than ever.
“You are so beautiful and your breasts are perfect once again.”
He whispered as he held me.
Then he put his hands to my shoulders and held me away from him
and bent to kiss each of my breasts, bringing each nipple into
his mouth, the first time he had fully done that. It was
heavenly. He stood straight again and held me close, standing as
tall as he could, my head just under his chin. One hand was on my
back and the other held one side of my butt. He said nothing but
I knew what he was thinking; why couldn’t this moment last
forever?
When we broke the hug we both had wet eyes and I was turning into
a big goose bump.
“Are you cleaned off? I’m freezing.” I said as I splashed water
up to his cock and balls.
I stroked my hand over his softened cock with the water and bent
to get a handful of water to splash on his balls as I cupped
then. I doubted that my “washing” was really doing anything, but
having the chance to touch and held him again empowered the
feelings I had growing for him. The thought of oral sex with a
man always seemed a yeechy, yucky, blucky, nasty thing to do, but
right now the thought on kneeling in the ocean water and just
putting him in my mouth seemed incredibly sexy and telling of my
feelings. However I couldn’t bring myself to do it. The look I
gave him as I fondled him probably told him my thoughts though.
He reached down and took my hands. “Come on, it’s getting real
late and we’re pressing our luck.” He said just as he led me out
of the surf to our lifeguard love nest.
At the lifeguard stand I put my bikini back on and watched him
slip into his trunks and roll up his towel and bungee it to his
back and clip it at the waist. I shook out my cover-up and was
slipping it on when I felt him looking at me like I did to him.
“Penny for your thoughts?” I asked.
“I could fall in love with you if we weren’t so young. We have so
much to do, learning and growing.” He answered with a lump in his
throat.
“Isn’t the thought beautiful though?” I responded knowing just
what he meant.
“It’s why I can’t make love to you, and I want to fuck you so
badly. Promise me that someday we’ll try to make this moment real
again.” He said as a tear went down his face.
We exchanged no more words for a long time as he took my hand and
we walked back. Our only communication was the occasional eye
locks we made. We had crossed a line tonight and opened the door
to let love in, but we both knew it couldn’t stay. My naughtiness
quest was being tainted with deep feelings and I had no idea how
to handle them.
The neighborhood around our end of the beach near the Reynolds
summer home was so quiet the clip-clop of my beach sandals
sounded like jackhammers to our paranoid ears. We stood off out
of sight for our goodnight kiss to be sure we weren’t out in the
open too long. His kiss was different than ever before. He held
my ass in both hands and pulled our middles close together,
squeezing and fondling my bottom. He broke the kiss and put his
lips to my ear.
“Before you leave this week and we have to be apart for however
long it may be, I want to taste you, make love to you with my
mouth.”
His words both frightened me and excited me, so much so I had no
response. He saw that look on my face and decided our night must
end.
“I’ll find you on the beach tomorrow. It might rain; if it does
I’ll come to the door for you. I have to work 2 till 6. See if
Mr. Reynolds will let you go out for ice cream with me after
dinner, we’ll walk to the Scoop Deck for homemade.” He said with
a finger on my chin before he kissed me goodbye.
I stole away alone and ran to the window of my cabin and pulled
the shim out and slipped in. I hooked the screen and looked up to
see him waving to me knowing I was back inside safe.
I stripped and threw on just a t-shirt and laid down to sleep. It
was just 2 a.m. exactly.
My mind reeled at his last words to me “make love to you with my
mouth”. I guess I never considered that as an option. I was so
fearful of my own thoughts of oral sex I never considered he
would want me that way. Despite having been totally sexed out on
the beach, my hands found their way to my little clit and I got
off again, wetting my fingers in my mouth to see how a wet tongue
might feel. I came once and was contemplating going again but
sleep caught up with me and the next thing I knew it was morning.
“This is the last time I’m coming out here Lucy. Breakfast is on
the table!” were the words that woke me from my deep sleep. It
was Carrie and I had caused a problem all week long with getting
up.
“I’m coming Carrie, I’m sorry. I’ll be right in.” I said as I
brushed sleep from my eyes and found some sweat shorts to throw
on. I brushed my hair quickly and looked in the mirror. My
nipples were sticking out with that t-shirt and I put a second
one on so I didn’t give Coach Reynolds a show and then ran
inside.
“The rich ocean air is really knocking you out Lucy. You came
within a few minutes of missing breakfast.” Coach said with a
smile.
“Sorry Coach, I’m usually an early riser, but the bed, the air
all feel so good, plus no chores like home.” I said trying to
cover.
“Plus she’s dreaming of her boyfriend Finny Phineas Fin Fin.”
Marilee mocked out of the side of her mouth.
Everybody laughed, as I turned red. (If they only knew).
“He’s not my boyfriend, he’s just a friend that I met here.”
“Are you going out with him again before we leave?” Jess asked as
all eyes turned toward me.
“If Coach Reynolds lets me.” I said looking to him.
“Just where are we going Lucy?” He asked
“He wants to walk to the Scoop Deck? They have homemade ice
cream, . . . umm . . after dinner tonight?” I said embarrassed
that I had to ask in front of everyone.
“I know the Scoop Deck. They DO have homemade ice cream, and it’s
very good. It’s not very far. I’m OK with it. You know the rules,
he comes to the door, he returns you, no cars, and in bed and
settled by 10.” Coach said firmly.
“Umm, that’s in bed ALONE by 10.” Marilee interjected.
Everyone giggled except Coach Reynolds, who was not amused and
gave Marilee “the look”.
“How come the rest of us can’t walk up to the Scoop Deck?” Carrie
said.
“Get a boy I approve of to walk you and you can.” Coach said with
a smile.
“Boys you approve of have no hands and can’t see.” Carrie said as
we all laughed.
“If you girls want to walk up there I have no problem, just don’t
go when Lucy goes to harass her. Think of how YOU would like it.”
Coach said chuckling at his daughter’s words.
It was apparent that Coach was willing to defend me a bit and not
let the girls make friendly fun at my expense and it set the mood
for the rest of the breakfast. Being open about asking permission
had been a great path to take.
I was happy and excited about the day. I would see Phineas in the
morning and then we would be able to walk to the ice cream place
and then God only knew what would come of our next late night
tryst. I scared myself with 2 thoughts. One, I would give myself
to Phineas to be sure he was the first to satisfy my urge to
fully grow up sexually. I was perfectly willing to consent to
him, except I know how dead set against this happening he was. My
talking him into it would be nothing less than what his teacher
had done to him. I never wanted to hurt him, and I wanted to
respect him and he to respect me. We had a memorable ride through
the sexual galaxy this week, he leading the way. The second scary
thought was oral sex. The night before I saw myself kneeling in
the shallow water taking his penis in my mouth, but I couldn’t do
it. But, I knew if I committed to it, I WOULD do it. From what
little I knew of the act, it would bring him great pleasure (and
I wanted to do that) but aside from that wouldn’t it be a
harrowing experience for me? I tried to do it to a banana once
just to see what enjoyment I might have, and of course there was
none. Would there be a satisfaction to feeling him in my mouth? I
was quite OK with kissing him there last night and that was just
because it was part of him. Can you see why I was scared of
myself and what I was willing and capable of?
After our post breakfast rap session, that my mind was not
totally with, I went to my cabin and showered; even shaving what
little stubble I had sprouted down below. My soapy fingers
running over and around my clit were making me happy, but I
resisted the urge to finish off. When I got out and finished my
hair I looked out in the courtyard the 3 other girls were at the
picnic table.
“Come on Lucy, the tide is in so there’s not much beach right
now. We’ll never get a spot.” Jess moaned as I came out in my
bikini.
“What chance do WE have to meet guys if you’re flashing those
things.” Marilee said, not really trying to act mean, I was just
more endowed at the time.
“Hey, none of us have anything to complain about with looks. I
may have a bigger bra size, but you’ll all catch up. At least
when you meet guys they look in your eyes instead of your chest.”
I said trying to be serious.
It was true; there was no dog among us and for sports girls that
was pretty good. A couple of others on our team looked a little
manly, but nothing a stylist and wardrobe couldn’t fix. As far as
the 3 others with me, I know there were guys who could get
arrested for what they were thinking staring at their bottoms.
It was almost eleven when we got settled on the beach and the
“body lot” was near full of sun and surf worshipers with the tide
so high. I made my spot extra wide to be sure Phineas got a spot.
Of course I was teased for it, but I know it wasn’t meant to be
serious. They all went to the water and left me alone to soak up
some sun as I normally did. Suddenly a shadow covered my face and
I opened to see Phineas standing right over me. I mean right over
me, I was looking up his trunks.
“Why hello there! Any special meaning for the display? Your
Speedo would cover more from this angle.” I asked and commented.
Phineas quickly stepped back embarrassed. “That wasn’t my
intention Lucille, I wouldn’t do that.”
“Why do you always call me Lucille instead of Lucy? It’s a wonder
the others haven’t picked up on it.”
“You don’t call me Skipper, you call me my adult name, and so I
do the same.” He said smiling as he spread out his towel where I
had saved him space.
Once he settled he leaned over and kissed me just as Marilee got
to the towels.
“Get a room! No treats unless you have enough to share with all
of us. Hahahaha!”
Phineas leaned away from me and smiled, although red-faced,
saying “Sorry, I only brought enough for one, but there’s lots of
guys on the beach.”
“I’m only teasing Phineas. Don’t ever take my big bold mouth
seriously. I know I can shake it enough to get attention. I just
want to relax up here. Meeting a guy as nice as you was certainly
an exception for sure.” Marilee said making it the first straight
words she uttered all the time we were up there.
I was flattered that she would say something so nice and if SHE
said it, more than likely ALL of the others thought that. I told
Phineas that Coach gave me permission to walk to the Scoop Deck
and he kissed me again. Once Marilee left he rolled towards me
and said close to my ear to drown out the ocean, “My parents are
taking my sister and brother to Richards Family House for dinner
and then going to the drive-in movie in Sanford. We can stop at
my house for a while . . . alone.”
“We can’t keep tempting temptation Phineas. What do you think can
happen there that doesn’t happen on the beach?” I asked as
somewhat of a test.
“We can see each other nude in the daylight, we can pet a little
and come back here. I promised you and meant it. I don’t have any
tricks.”
“I know you don’t have any tricks, but I want certain things to
happen where I know it’s alright, where I feel safe.” I told him,
hoping he might catch on.
He looked at me with a quizzical look and I simply stuck out my
tongue and pulled it back in, real sexy like.
“You ARE a naughty girl, when did you decide this?” He asked with
a surprised look
“No promises, lets just let things happen, but not under your
parents roof. We can stop for a little while” I said settling
back into the sand.
We spent the rest of the morning and just past one o’clock in the
sun, reapplying sunscreen to each other a couple times. That
became a problem for him each time as he grew considerably in his
trunks and had to lie on it afterwards until it subsided.
Although my problem wasn’t as noticeable, the crotch on my bikini
bottom was soaked and I was pretty well ready for action if we
had the opportunity, but of course we didn’t.
About 10 after one he asked if I wanted to walk him home on the
beach and I jumped at the chance to be somewhat alone with him.
He needed to change and get to work. It was a 20-minute walk on
the beach so I told the girls I would be back in 40 minutes and
we were off. We walked silently for quite a ways holding and
squeezing hands.
“You don’t have to do it just because I said I love it. I love
giving it as well and I want to give that to you. I’m told that a
woman doesn’t get it any better than with that.” He said
cryptically, but I knew what he meant.
“Oh? You’ve conducted exit interviews?” I asked smartly.
He stopped and was generally pissed. “No, but I’ve been thrown
off beds by pubic bones to the chin, had my hair almost pulled
out and been near suffocated by having my face held in it. I’m a
pretty good judge of reactions, you know.”
Suddenly I was reminded that while a fully playing partner in the
sexual side of this relationship, I was still trying to sing
along without really knowing the words, but I sure did like the
melody.
I was mad at myself and was looking down to his feet. I went up
and met his eyes.
“I’m sorry. I know not of what I speak and should trust your
experience.” I sing-songed knowing I was wrong to call him out.
“No Lucille, trust yourself to make the right decisions knowing I
would never ever hurt you physically or psychologically.” He
said, still pissed that I questioned him and even mocked his
machismo.
I hugged him tight on the beach, not caring who saw, and looked
into his eyes and kissed him hard and full on the lips. He kissed
back and I felt his tongue brush mine. I wanted to roll all over
him right on the spot and those cues made me stop the kiss not
wanting a public display.
With a stoic face he took my hand and we walked the rest of the
way to his family’s summer home.
“I’ll be by around 6:30 tonight, OK?” He asked.
“I can’t wait to see you already.” I said to him with a peck on
the cheek and was about to walk away when I turned back with a
quizzing look
“WHAT? I know something’s been bothering you since back there.
I’m not still pissed, if that’s it.” He surmised.
“No, that’s not it. It’s a stupid question. You’ll end up being
mad.”
He took both of my hands and looked at me sternly. “Come on ask,
or I’ll be late for work waiting.”
“You’re not gonna do that stuff in my mouth if I try are you?”
He rolled his eyes and smiled at me.
“Nothing happens you don’t want, and that’s a little advanced for
most. Let’s not plan and don’t worry about. Someone who cares for
you deeply is saying this to you.”
“I know, it’s just I let my mind go for a walk and I can’t catch
up sometimes.’ I said with a smile and I pecked him one more time
on the cheek and took off in a jog back up the beach. I turned
back once and he was still watching me. That felt absolutely
awesome.
Chapter 70
I wished we never said or sort-of planned that we might try oral
as I let it hang over my head in worry. A penis in my mouth . .
.GOD! Just a few days ago I would have assured you I would never
do such a thing, and him doing oral on me never crossed my mind.
I was walking in a haze and nearly walked into a woman on the
beach. I sidestepped her and she moved in the same direction and
I was about to push at her, as it seemed she was blocking me
intentionally and I was in no mood.
“Hey,” I said before I stopped and looked to see a well-built
beautiful woman wearing the exact same bikini I was. It was one I
thought was pretty exclusive having paid almost $90 for it at a
local designers boutique.
She smiled at me and asked, “Were you told this was an exclusive
offering?”
“Yes, I was and I paid way too much for it.” I answered.
“Sara Byrdie’s on Lark in Albany?” She asked.
“Yes, the little bitch is a liar.”
We both laughed at being taken in by the shopkeeper in the artsy
section of New York’s Capital.
“I’m Bailey and I can say you fill out and flatter that bikini
quite well. I’m sure we have a lot of guys staring at us right
now. Except for the hair, we could be sisters, but my red hair is
not my natural.”
“Thanks, my name is Lucy and if my Mom knew how much I paid for
this, or even knew I had it, I would be in trouble.”
“You have to answer to your Mom? How old are you?” Bailey asked
tipping her head and re-evaluating me.
“I’m 16, I know I look older.”
“I guess you do, I don’t even want you here when my boyfriend
comes back.”
“Oh please Bailey, you’re stunning, and I’m sure your boyfriend
isn’t looking.”
“Never trust a man when other good looking women are around,
especially dressed like you, even though you have great taste.”
She said chuckling.
“Ummm, you might think I’m awful for asking this but I’ll
probably never see you again, I have something bothering me and I
could use your advise, seeing as how we both have great taste.” I
said hoping my little joke might open things up with this total
stranger, with whom she had nothing invested. “I met a guy here
this week and I really, REALLY like him and we actually live
fairly close when we go home from here. I’m not very experienced
with sex, but sleeping with him is out of the question. Should I
try to give him oral sex to remember me by?”
“Holy Shit Lucy, you aren’t shy are you? Have you ever done it
before?”
“No, it sounds sort of scary, but it’s not out of the question.”
I shamefully admitted.
“It’s not disgusting, it’s actually pretty sexy, but if you have
bad vibes about it, don’t. You’ll know if it’s right. I can never
picture myself doing it, but I do it and enjoy it. At 16, I don’t
know. I DO know you shouldn’t be screwing. Don’t be stupid. Now
you know too much about me and I’m not the one to give you
advice. I’ll go back to my towel and forget I ever saw you. Good
luck and remember that the “happy ending” is his, not yours,
until you get used to the taste.” Bailey said and she walked away
between a couple umbrellas and lay down on a towel.
I continued walking to our spot and laid out for more sun. Only
Jess was there at the time.
“You really like him, don’t you?”
“Yes, pretty much. He turns 18 pretty soon and can drive to see
me. I don’t really want or need a steady boyfriend, but he’s
pretty special. Leaving Saturday morning will cure a lot of my
questions and heartaches.” I said putting on sunglasses to hide
my tears welling up.
I think Jess told the other three I was a little sensitive about
leaving and not seeing Phineas anymore, at least for a while
because, the rest of the day they never brought it up, even when
I began to look out the window at 6:25 to see if he was coming.
Tonight would be the next to last night I would be with Phineas
and I was thinking too far ahead. I should just enjoy today, but
that’s the analytical side of me, anticipate the inevitable. I
looked in the hall mirror and I hated my eyes. The fact I had
been crying more than once this afternoon left them a little
puffy. I hurried back to my cabin to put a little make-up on to
cover. When I came back in Coach Reynolds and Phineas were
talking at the door and Coach was laughing, that was a good sign.
“Lucy, someone’s here to pick-up Lucille, can you help him?” He
said giving me a Daddy hug around the shoulder.
“I don’t expect you out until 10 getting ice cream, I’ve already
told Phineas that there are no cars tonight, no side trips. Not
much past 9, OK kids? Keep me and yourselves out of trouble.” He
said holding the door open for us.
“Thanks Mr. Reynolds. You have nothing to worry about.” Phineas
said.
The grin across my face was at least a half-foot wider than my
head as we walked away. I was with Phineas and we could walk out
in the light. As soon as that thought came, I remembered what he
wanted to see in full light, me naked. I blushed at the thought
and looked to him.
“What is it?” He wondered.
“So you want me to do a strip for you at your house? I just
remembered you said that today. What a nasty boy. Good thing
Coach Reynolds doesn’t know that.” I scolded him.
“Is the fact I said that bothering you?”
“No, I can’t wait to show you, because you’re showing me too.” I
said with a devilish grin.
I couldn’t believe Phineas blushed at my words as well, but we
both got a chuckle. We had plenty of laughs all the way to the
Scoop Deck and were amazed at how long the line was once we got
there. We must have changed our minds as to what flavor we wanted
a dozen times waiting and looking at the flavor board in the tree
out front. He got a Maine flavor; Indian Pudding and I got Rum
Raisin. We found a picnic table in the back and watched each
other each eat and beat the drips. Once my cone got to where I
could fit the whole scoop in my mouth I was happy. I loved
licking a cone slow to enjoy it, plus I avoided brain freeze,
which comes easy for me. I was having a great time until I
noticed Phineas looking at me funny as I ate and it hit me that
he was watching me eat with sexy thoughts. Did he think I was
giving him a preview of my plans for later?
“Get your dirty mind out of here Phineas Halsey!” I said turning
around quickly away from his gaze, totally mortified.
“What? YOU were putting on the show for me weren’t you? I’m
innocent!” He said still laughing.
I wasn’t laughing. I was pissed! I was eating a hard dip cone the
way I always do and if he found it erotic, HE had the dirty mind,
not me. All I could think of were those slutty girls at school
who hang on the sports teams, servicing the players to be
popular. I WAS NOT one of them and to be thought of in that sense
made me ill and very disappointed in him. Our first night
together I worried I ate my cone too sexy and blamed my own
dirty, naughty mind. But, he was flagrant in what he was thinking
here.
I spun and knelt right on the table bench and bent to look him
square in the face across the table.
“I’m not one of your little blowjob girls. I have shame and tact
and don’t like to be treated like a little harlot. I hurt and
cried about missing you this afternoon, but not to be treated
like this.” I said spinning back around and looking the other way
on the bench noticing the attention I drew from others, but I
didn’t care; he made me feel cheap.
Phineas was speechless. He had absolutely no defense. He got up
from his side of the bench and came around and stood in front of
me to squat down.
“I’m so sorry Lucille; I really thought you were doing that for
my benefit and I really WAS surprised that you would do something
so blatant. It was my mind getting ahead of myself, thinking too
much. I don’t consider you to be anything like ANY girl I’ve ever
been with. If we live to be a hundred and never see each other
again, I’ll always remember you and the few nights we’ve spent
impassioned together. If you decide I just made a mistake so
stupid you can’t forgive me I’ll understand, but have regrets
forever. You are the brightest and most honest and sensual person
I’ve ever met. I’m truly sorry and don’t want to lose the
connection our hearts have made.” Phineas said pouring out his
heart.
I was still quite mad and not convinced of his apology. I was
looking at the balance sheet of what I was giving up and risking
if I just forgot about what just happened. I was not satisfied. I
got this thought in my head that I was just his “penis pleasure”
and I couldn’t lose it. I was still so mad I couldn’t even cry,
and believe me I wanted too.
“Come on, I’ll walk you back.” He said extending his hand.
“I can walk back alone.” I said as my first words to him after
his apology.
“No you can’t. Mr. Reynolds entrusted you to me and I will
deliver you back whether you’re pissed at me or not. I may be a
jerk, but I’m a responsible one. Walk ten feet behind me or in
front of me, but I’m bringing you home.”
I took the rest of my ice cream and got up and threw it away, now
a melting mess anyway, and started walking back the way we came.
Phineas was behind me hustling to keep up, as I was mad and
really moving.
“Do you really think I put you in that class? Haven’t I proved
how special I think you are?” He yelled loud enough for me to
hear.
All I could think of were those girls hanging out by the busses
after sports trips, especially when we played double headers,
Girls softball, then boys baseball vs. the other schools teams.
They were disgusting tramps and seemed to be proud of it, but the
boys lapped it right up. There was one in particular all decked
out as a “goth” chick with studs in her nose and tongue that
bragged about doing the whole team and laughed when we told her
she was disgusting. Phineas looked at me like I was that girl.
“Do you really think I put you in that class? Haven’t I proved
how special I think you are?” He yelled again.
I stopped and turned around and yelled back. “I saw how you
looked at me and I’ve seen it before. You made my skin crawl. I’m
just a summer version of your high school whores to fill your
penis pleasure.”
“YOU ARE NOT! YOU ARE NOT!” He yelled spitting with anger as he
ran towards me. “I DON’T DO THAT ANYMORE! I admit I picked up
anything that winked at me, up until the teacher. I got used and
I’m not that way GODDAMMIT!”
When he finished his tirade he was almost 2 or 3 feet away from
me, but I turned and kept walking. I was still mortified and
betrayed.
“Please talk to me and listen to me. You’re tearing my heart
apart and I know you don’t want to hurt me, just as bad as I
would never hurt you. I want to make you happy.” He yelled from
about 10 feet.
“Please talk to me and listen to me. You’re tearing my heart
apart and I know you don’t want to hurt me, just as bad as I
would never hurt you. I want to make you happy.” He yelled again
and I could tell he was further back.
When he yelled it the third time I could tell he was hoarse and
almost screaming it out. I turned and he was on his knees. He was
begging or just giving up, Icouldn’t really tell but somehow it
got to me. I started to walk back. I could see I was hurting him,
and he was right, it DID hurt me to see him hurt. I was glad he
wasn’t crying, somehow that made it more sincere. I thought the
falling to his knees was drama, but he probably never saw a woman
so pissed off and had to do something to make an impression.
“Lucille, if I hurt you by what I assumed, I am so sorry. We
TALKED about that maybe happening and I know you were thinking
about it. I was thinking of it too and I stupidly assumed that
was how you were telling me we might make love tonight.” He said
from his knees.
I put out my hand and pulled him when he clasped it to stand up.
“When did you think it went from “getting naughty” to making
love?” I asked him
“Last night. It was pretty intense and we had too many
spontaneous things happen for us to be just players at night. You
denied it to yourself until last night, and so did I. From the
first day you know there was spark between us. You thought I was
too slick, you thought I was a player, but you wanted to “get
naughty” and you used me for that. But, I knew, just as you did
that we had a connection. Don’t let it end on a big
misunderstanding. I wouldn’t hurt you. I want to make you happy.
I WOULD NOT HURT YOU.”
He had me pegged from the start and he could have played it to
his advantage and he didn’t. He always stopped when I asked him
to stop and he always held true to the promise I made him make
when he could have broken it at my instruction. I had misread him
earlier and maybe should have apologized to him too.
“Oh Phineas, with all the things we could have gotten into
trouble with all week how did we get here to have our first
fight?” I asked.
“Our first fight? Where have you been? We fought at the dance
when you thought I sat outside your window and you asked about
condoms. I never went out with anyone who actually listened to
what I said and analyzed the words. You’re smart and you’ve
called me out a dozen times on things I’ve said. So listen, I’m
sorry for being so blatant and lewd about your eating an ice
cream cone. It was not respectful at all and I should have
realized that you wouldn’t put on such a show for me.” He said to
me in a manner that I knew was heartfelt.
I was satisfied that he knew why he was wrong, but I was also
aware that I should have said something while I was eating when I
first noticed his interest. But out of this whole thing that
really tweaked my strings, pissed me off and made me stand up for
myself, I did come to few realizations.
I had self-respect and could stick up for myself. Despite that, I
could be the whore that men want behind closed doors as long as
we had feelings for each other, I got respect in public and in
his heart. Being that whore behind closed doors was fun for me
too.
My realizations my seem a little shallow, but remember I was only
16.
He was still looking at me waiting for my reaction as I thought
it all through.
“I’ll take 5 percent of the blame for all of this, somewhat
culpable for it. Why don’t you kiss me and see if we still have
it.” I said with a grin creeping across my face.
He kissed my lips softly a few times and then planted his mouth
hard and put his arms around me and squeezed me to him. It felt
great and as long as we were away from the few houses past the
marshes and I heard no traffic, I didn’t mind the public display.
The kiss got deeper and just then I heard a familiar voice from a
ways down the road.
“Get a room, for Gods sake!”
Marilee! She, Jess, and Carrie were walking up to get their own
ice cream.
I blushed and took Phineas hand and started walking toward them.
“Now you two go straight home, no hanky-panky.” Marilee added.
“Seriously,” Jess said, “Where are you going? I’m sure Coach
will ask if we saw you.”
“We’re just walking back to the house, except when we get to a
public way, we’re cutting toward the water and walking back on
the beach and then we’ll cut back up to the house at Neptune’s.
We might even beat you guy’s back. You’re going to have a wait at
The Scoop Deck.”
“It’s worth it,” Carrie said. “You guys take your time and we’ll
cover for you about the line and what not. We won’t be back for
an hour, I bet.”
I smiled at her and the others and we were off. They got it! They
wanted us to have time alone, although they never knew about out
late night rendezvous’.
“We can still stop at your house if I didn’t ruin the mood.” I
said to Phineas like a dog with his tail between his legs.
“Your getting all pissed off at me was founded. I don’t know
everything about you, but I know that you’re no bimbo and won’t
be used. Our persona when we’re alone is different. I won’t take
you for granted.” He swore.
“Let’s forget about it and not over analyze it.” I said hoping he
would just drop it.
When we got to his house we went through the public way, but
curled right onto his back porch. He took his key out and we were
inside and alone. It was a nice three story beach home that had
been there for years. He took me through it and when we got to
the third floor it was like a great room you normally see on the
first floor of big houses. It offered a great view of the ocean,
fireplace and big screen TV with a love seat and a few recliners.
“If for any reason my parents should come while we’re here there
is a landing outside that door and a fire escape ladder that goes
down, but we have nothing to worry about. No one can see in, the
houses nearby are only single floors and for anyone to see in
here they have to be out on the ocean with binoculars.” Phineas
said pointing around to the windows.
“Is this where I’m to do a striptease for you?”
“THAT is up to you. I really want to see you Lucille. You’re so
beautiful at night in the moonlight, but here would be
different.”
“Can you handle all tease and no please? I really don’t want to
do anything here.” I said even though I was beginning to realize
how cruel it might be.
“Show me what you got.” He said sitting down in the love seat.
“No wait, YOU go first. I want to see BEFORE you get all
excited.” I said as I pulled his arm and sat where he was,
pushing him to the middle of the floor.
Phineas turned to me and looked embarrassed, but he quickly took
off his shirt and tossed it beside me. He got a funny smirk on
his face as he undid the rope belt he wore on his cut-offs. The
light colored denim shorts went off as he spun around, trying to
be sexy. Then, there he was in only Bullwinkle boxer shorts.
“Don’t dance, just get them off. This isn’t Chippendales.”
He laughed and put his fingers on either side of his shorts and
let them down. In the little tuft of hair he left was his penis
hanging down, about two-thirds the size it seemed the night
before. I was surprised that the hair on his legs got thicker and
darker nearer his crotch. I looked intently at him and then asked
him to turn around and he did a 360 turn.
I tsk-tsked him and asked him to turn again and stay that way. He
did and there was the ass all the girls admired. I stood and came
over and squeezed one of his cheeks.
“That has been my fantasy for a while when I see a nice pair of
buns, and you Phineas have nice buns.” I said as he hung his head
and laughed to himself, shaking his head.
When I let go he turned back around his penis was no longer
hanging, it was beginning to rise, and affected by my touch I’m
sure.
I boldly put my hand around it and cupped his balls in my other
hand and looked him in the eye.
“You are a handsome man with a sexy body. I’ve never seen anyone
else like this, but yours is beautiful.” I said as he smiled
confidently back at me.
“OK, if its all tease and no please you should get your hands off
me before I have a real problem. Besides it’s your turn.” He said
stepping back from me to resume his place on the love seat.
I turned and started swaying my hips going “ba ba BOOM, ba ba
BOOM” and he protested saying if I didn’t have a pole there was
no dancing for me either.
I laughed out loud and took the bottom of my t-shirt and pulled
it up and off. I undid my cut off jean shorts and lowered the
zipper. I tugged at my hips and once pastthem, they fell to the
floor. I was wearing a light blue matching bra and panty. My
nipples were already hard through the light fabric as I undid the
front snap and let my breasts fall. They hung nicely and firmly
with no tan to accent them on my chest, my dark nipples centered
and erect. I turned away from him to show him the thong back and
peeled them down to the floor. I turned back to let him see the
rest of me and he was awestruck.
“Your little pussy is so smooth and clean. So pretty. Your
breasts, so perfect and, . . talk about nice buns. WOW!” He said
his eyes feasting over and over me.
“Well GOD, Phineas, don’t drool.” I said almost feeling
uncomfortable.
“May I touch you? . . . you touched me.” He asked, to which I
smiled as an answer.
When he got up I saw right away that his cock was fully stiff,
curved up and shiny from being so engorged. He held both my
breasts from behind me and ran a hand down to my pussy, tracing
the slit. He stepped back and took each side of my ass and held
them, squeezing, before turning me around.
“You are breath taking. I hope we can be together later.” He said
as he kissed me and held me tightly.
I felt his straining cock against my belly and knew he needed
relief. I could of have used help too, but I knew mine would
happen later.
“Why don’t you take care of that?” I asked looking down at the
reason we couldn’t go belly to belly.
“Will you help?” He asked.
“I will, let’s sit down.” I said softly.
“No”, he said holding my hand to keep me from walking away.
“Right here. I’ll start, you kneel down and watch me.”
I knew what he wanted and what was coming. I was both petrified
and excited.
“Nothing has to happen you don’t want, but if it is, NOW is the
time.” He whispered softly.
I knelt down and watched him grasp himself and begin to stroke
with one hand and hold his balls in the other.
“I like a mouth on my cock because it feels like being inside a
woman, only she’s controlling everything. It’s wet and warm like
a pussy and when she looks into my eyes she can see my passion
and I can see hers. She’s tasting pheromones and feeling the soft
texture against her tongue and mouth. When my orgasm gets close I
excrete a lubricant to help in fertilization. I’m told it’s an
aphrodisiac of sorts, but it’s also a warning that I’m only a few
minutes away. Her mouth comes off and I spray all over her neck
and breasts. When I’m through coming she puts it back in her
mouth to taste a bit, giving me a special thrill with a suck of
my over sensitive cock.”
His whispered dissertation would have normally scared the shit
out of me, but I was mesmerized by him and the big cock he was
stroking in front of him. I knelt up and kissed the tip like I
did the night before and looked at him. His eyes burned and he
just made an O with his mouth to me.
I was thinking now or never, now or never and decided NEVER and
sat back on my legs, but sat up again quickly and kissed the tip
again, with a bit of an open mouth. I was drawn to it.
“Take your hand away for a second.” I whispered, as I got brave.
I put my hand around it and stroked it a few times right toward
my face. It was really alive in my hand and I saw how hard it
really was. The veins running up and down the sides were pulsing.
I thought it would smell of pee, but it smelled like sex. I saw
the tiny bit of wetness coming from the tip and I took my finger
and touched it, spreading it over the head. I put that finger in
my mouth and decided it really had no taste.
That urge I had the night before to just put it in my mouth came
over me again, but I resisted.
“We fought over you assuming I would do this, and I almost walked
out on you. Why am I in this position now?” I asked.
“Because we may never see each other again after Friday, or at
least for a long time. We may both have other lovers in between,
but you want me to be first something, and I want to be the first
to do it to you.” He answered quickly without missing a beat.
“You know and I know we are both too young to have a steady
serious relationship. It sounds great, but look at the slices of
life you miss. We can catch up from time to time, but we need to
live our young lives. Tonight is our marker on the path. When
we’re both over 18 you can fill the passionate promise you made
last night.” He said as he studied my hand stroking his cock.
“You wanted a commitment on the promise, but I said to do it
then. I never “promised” you would get the opportunity.” I said
smartly.
“Semantics, my lovely Lucille. I asked, “promise me I’ll fuck you
someday” and you answered “do it, do it now.” He said smiling at
me as I took my eye off what I had in my hand and looked at his
hungry eyes.
“Phineas I’m a confused, horny, virgin who knows nothing good can
come from screwing right now, as tempting as it has been. Only
your good word has kept it from happening and for that I owe you
something. A promise to “fuck you” is a little crazy since the
next time our paths cross things may be a lot different. For that
reason I’ll try this now.” I said sucking in a big breath.
With that I opened my mouth and put the head of his cock in my
mouth and sucked it to the tip and repeated it. It was just a
slightly salty taste, but as he had said, very sexy to feel and
even smell. When I did it a third time I heard him groan and felt
him flex. More of the clear discharge came out and I was aware it
had a taste, but it was neither pleasant nor bad. After 3 double
dips into my mouth I continued to stroke him again and looked up
to his face. He was feeling immense pleasure and that made me
happy. I put the head in my mouth again and stroked him at the
same time moving my mouth over the head as I did. He was
whispering through his teeth how good it felt and to tell you the
truth, I wasn’t at all grossed out by it, and it was sexy. But
then he began to breathe heavier and I pulled my mouth off for
fear of his orgasm. I kept stroking but he brought his hand down
and sort of slipped it over mine and finished. He aimed it down
as he made pleasure noises and his semen shot out onto my bare
breasts and my upper neck. When he finished he shook off the last
snotty like drops and they fell to the floor. He let go of
himself and waited for me to taste him, but there was no way I
was going to. I took him in my hand one more time and stroked him
lightly then squeezed the head. He buckled in pleasure-pain and
looked down at me.
“I couldn’t, I’m sorry. What I did was for you to be sure that
you know, I think you are special. Our hour is almost up, clean
me up lets get dressed.” I apologized with embarrassment at my
current state, nude with sperm all over the front of me.
Phineas rolled his eyes and ran to the bathroom closet and came
back with a partly damp towel. He patted my neck and breasts and
then wiped both hard with a wet corner. Then we dressed quickly
and headed down and out of the house to the beach. We
double-timed to get back by a little after nine and the girls
were not back yet. As soon as I walked inside I got a whiff of
his cum and wondered if Coach could smell it.
“Hey, did you see the girls?” Coach asked.
“Yes, we saw them and figure they’ll be later than us, the line
was amazing.” Phineas said.
“I should have driven them.” He responded
“No Coach, it was a great night for a walk. We came back on the
beach or would have been 10 minutes sooner.” I said as he checked
the window once more.
“Here they come.” He said ending his senseless worry.
The girls sort of checked in with coach and made their way to the
porch to end the evening as we had all week, going over the day
and planning the next. (As well as rating all the guys who walked
by and categorizing the cool, geek, or donkey geek girls –We were
all cool, by the way.)
I was the last to join them as Phineas and I were given a private
moment to say goodbye. When I came out the 3 of them had
questions for me.
Carrie: Was he really a good kisser? (Why YES he is, he makes you
think dirty thoughts.)
Jess: Have you squeezed his ass? I almost can’t help the urge he
gives me. (Yes it’s fine.)
Marilee: Is he tanned all over? (How would I know? C’mon I hardly
know him)
“Now stop the interrogation. He’s a nice guy and we’ve made a
nice connection. We’ve had fun on the beach and the couple times
we went out. I hope he calls me this fall or winter after he
turns 18 and can drive out of state.”
Once again I got a whiff of his cum from my chest. Stale cum is
not sexy at all. From my experience of an hour earlier it was a
little bleachy in smell, but had an undercurrent of some spice I
knew. It probably didn’t taste good or bad, but the snotty
texture would probably keep me away forever.
Chapter 71
At about 5 of 10 Coach Reynolds came out and made sure we were
all ready to retire.
“Tomorrows your last full day here, so make the best of it. The
weatherman just said low humidity and low 80’s. I may join you on
the beach. Don’t worry I won’t set up ANYWHERE near you. I’m sure
a Dad nearby would turn you all into donkey geeks.” He said with
a derisive chuckle.
In a few minutes we were all saying goodnight and getting into
our cabins. Marilee was hanging things on the line to air dry and
every time she pulled at the reel the turnbuckle squealed. It was
an annoying screech and Coach was in the window in a minute.
“Dry those in the morning, you’ll wake the dead.” He said,
annoyed.
In a couple minutes the courtyard was dark and all the cabins
were still. I stripped out of my clothes and got my bikini on
including the cover up. I got a washcloth and washed my neck and
boobs of to get rid of the stale smell and then sat on the bed
waiting for Phineas.
My mind reeled that he wouldn’t show now that he knew he wasn’t
getting fucked and he had gotten his blowjob. Although for the 60
or 90 seconds he was in my mouth, I don’t think it would classify
as such. As the minutes ticked by the more depressed I got,
wondering how big a fool I had become. I looked at the clock and
it just switched from 10:19 to 10:20 when the knock came on the
window. Suddenly all was forgiven and we were in passionate love
again. Wait a minute; did I say “love” to myself? I couldn’t be
love in just a few days, but he sure made me feel comfortable and
real sexy, and that good kind of naughty.
“Sorry I’m late but there were people hanging out in front of the
Hotel and they had an eyeshot up here.” He said as I undid the
eyelet hooks and he swung open the screen.
He was wearing the same clothes as before and said he wanted to
go home and change if I didn’t mind. I told him that I didn’t but
I wasn’t going inside again. I didn’t like having sex in his
parent’s house before and I was sure I didn’t want it to happen
again. Although the sneaking around factor was exciting, sex on
the beach suited me fine.
We walked quickly to his house staying on the street so the sand
wouldn’t slow us down. We went up the public way and he went
inside to change and I waited near the porch out of the light. It
took longer than I thought he would be, but he came out with wet
hair and smelled sweet of soap.
“I took a quick shower, I felt gritty.” He said as he took my
hand and I handed him my cover up to wrap in his towel.
We walked to the ocean and stood letting it wave over our feet
and ankles. It was invigoratingly cold, but refreshing. I walked
out a bit further and squat down to let it wash over all of me.
God it felt so good! I lifted my hand to signal him out with me
but he insisted not to.
“Come on Phineas, it feels so good. It would make me happy, don’t
you want to make me happy?” I said teasing him after what he said
along the road as he begged my forgiveness.
“Don’t be catty Lucille, I was pouring my heart out to you.” He
said, not amused.
“I’m sorry, it WAS mean spirited. Please come out with me.” I
said as I walked back a couple steps to get him.
He took off his towel roll and tossed up onto the sand safe from
the surf and walked down and took my hand. I walked him out a few
more steps and turned to kiss him. A nice wave was coming in and
I squat down again and he joined me to let it wash over us,
almost wetting our hair. We stood and faced each other and I was
staring at his Adams apple playing with his light chest hairs.
“Why are we always alone on the beach?” I wondered.
“The hotels and vacation rentals all have a sticker by the door
saying that there is a 11:00 o’clock curfew for 18 and under.
They don’t enforce it, and it doesn’t apply to permanent
residents. But except for some fireworks some nights, or the
occasional beer party, the beach is pretty quiet past full
darkness. Anyone who is out here is sneaking like us.” He said
smiling at me toying in his chest hair.
“We could basically do whatever we wanted and no one would see,
huh?” I wondered.
He smiled and nodded. I was in the mood to get a little more
aggressive and one of my biggest fears had now been defeated. I
looked in his eyes and hooked my fingers in the sides of his
trunks and tugged them down as I began to kneel in the surf. As
soon as his cock was free I put it in my mouth as my knees
settled in the sand. I was being my most naughty of all week as
the feel and ocean salt taste of his cock filled my senses. I had
about half of it in and it quickly swelled in my mouth and began
to push deeper, but I pulled back until just the head was in my
mouth. I put a flat palm on either side of it and it might have
looked as if I were praying. I put the tips of my thumbs to the
little dent on my upper lip. I didn’t want to suck him off; I
didn’t want him to thrust. I just wanted to hold him in my mouth
and feel and taste him. This was a long deep kiss like the ones
we shared mouth to mouth with my tongue running all over the
inside of his mouth, except, I was running all over the end of
his cock. This was my second time with a cock in my mouth and I
already knew it wouldn’t be my last. This was fun and sexy,
besides the musky taste of a man had whipped me into wetness
between my legs.
I was satisfied that I had shocked him and fully aroused him when
I pulled my mouth off and released him. I took his wet trunks and
pulled them up and painfully over his erection as I stood.
“I just wanted to give my newest friend a little kiss.” I said
before I kissed his lips.
Phineas was awestruck without words as he kissed me hard and
passionately and then looked in my eyes inquisitively. I had
answers for his questions.
“Tomorrow night is our last night for a while, maybe forever. You
are special and have made me grow in ways I don’t quite
understand. Deal with that problem there I caused and let’s walk
to our spot.” I said patting the erection I induced.
As I walked towards the sand he walked out a bit and bent at the
knees to get a few cold waves to wash over him. I knew the
expression was “cold shower” to un-excite a man and figured
that’s what he was doing. I picked up the towel roll and started
to walk towards the lifeguard station above his house. I heard
his running up behind me to catch up. A hand on my ass and a kiss
on my cheek told me he was with me. I looked and there was
something different in his eyes.
“Are we in love?” He asked.
“How would I know, I’ve never been in love.” I answered.
“Me either, but from what I imagine, what I see, I think we are.”
He said.
“We shouldn’t be though. We should be having fun seeing all kinds
of people experimenting with life and maybe even sex.” I
responded.
“I did the experimenting all way too young, made mistakes and
learned lessons. I swore it off for months until I saw you. It
felt right showing you.” He said as he hugged my head to his just
as we got to the lifeguard tower.
I stepped into the middle section of the tower and curled my
index finger to him to come join me. I untied my top and let my
breasts free. He stepped in and went to kiss me, but instead I
pressed my forehead to his as he bent to me and I whispered just
over the din of the surf.
“You want me to promise that someday you’ll fuck me, or better
still, make love to me. I can’t do that. But I will promise that
I’ll try to find you someday so we can see where we are, if you
promise to someday try to find me. If things are right I know
sparks will fly and your wish will come true.”
“I’ll kiss you to seal that.”
“You better do more than kiss me.” I giggled.
Phineas was full of emotion from the day and his passionate kiss
showed it. He pulled me close and I could feel he was hard again.
I slipped my arms under his and hugged him as we explored each
other’s mouth. His hands went to my ass and he held it, squeezing
it, fondling it. They slid up a bit and slid under the fabric to
hold me. I broke from the kiss and stepped back from him and slid
my bikini bottom down and off as he rolled out his towel. I lay
down and he covered me with his torso and we kissed more. His
tongue traced the outside of my lips and then over my nose and
along my hairline. A tongue along your hairline makes your pussy
tingle, believe it or not. It wasn’t long before he was kissing
and sucking my nipples, something he had never really done. He
kissed them and made my nipples hard, but he had never suckled
and bit and gnawed at them. It was all new to me and it was quite
pleasurable. After making my nipples as red as cherries (I’m
sure) he began to kiss down my stomach and suddenly I recalled he
said he would have oral sex with me. I had sort of forgotten
about it and was having second and third thoughts about it when
he got to my belly button. I never knew how erogenous that was.
He licked out my navel like I had candy in there and it too was
sexy. But as he kissed across my flat stomach and recently shaved
mound I began to lose my breath, it all felt so good. I didn’t
know what to do with my hands so I naturally played with my
nipples. I never pinched them hard before in my own playing but
when his tongue found my clit I must have flattened them as I
bounced on the platform I was laying. When his tongue began to
dance on my clit slicing through the hood and flicking it over
and over I drew up my knees and opened up wide for him. He
settled in between my legs and flattened his tongue onto and into
my pussy drawing feelings and pleasure pangs I didn’t know were
possible. He was literally “eating me out” as the crude
expression goes, and every lick ended at my clit. I began to rock
in a rhythm to his tongues movements, as his tongue circles got
smaller and smaller eventually centering on my clit. I couldn’t
even imagine how big an orgasm I was going to have as that sexual
balloon was blown bigger than ever without popping. My existence
was moving my clit over his tongue and then he jammed 2 fingers
into my pussy and began to fuck me. The howls that came from me
were loud and if not for the ocean would have drawn the curious.
Then I came and everything was crazy, my mind raced, I wanted to
push him away, I wanted to push his head and mouth into me
harder. I came again losing my breath and bouncing my ass on the
platform trying to ride his mouth and displace him at the same
time. I finally caught my breath and called to him as I had 3
other times this week.
“Phineas fuck me, fuck me. Stick your cock inside me, let me feel
you, fuck me!!”
My words only made his finger fuck me harder as he tried to keep
his tongue on me. I think he put three fingers together and
pounded me as his tongue circles were reduced to him just sucking
on my clit. The third time I came drained me of breath and my
throat was sore from howling, screaming and imploring him to take
me. I never knew how hard and how good I could come, especially
by someone’s mouth. I finally had to push him away, but I still
kept calling him out.
“Phineas, you can have me. I want you. Just put it in for a
second, I want you. Let me feel you.” I whined as I rolled to
and fro with my hand over my pussy.
I felt him shift near me and I thought he was really going to
sheath me to quiet me. As I rolled back I felt a hand on my face
and I opened my eyes. He was kneeling beside me with his hand on
my cheek and the other aiming his cock at my mouth.
“I’ll fuck your mouth, just relax.” He said softly, but
emphatically.
I opened my mouth instinctively and his cock went in. I went to
grasp it with my mouth as before but it slid over my tongue into
my mouth and then out, and back in. It only took a moment to
realize what mouth fucking was as his hand caressed the side of
my face. He was gentle and not trying to push too deep when I
realized that I should be taking part in this. I wrapped my
tongue on him and sucked a bit to get his cadence. His cock felt
wonderfully sexy slipping in and out of my mouth as I sucked and
swallowed. After a short time I put a hand on his abdomen to stop
him from pushing at me and I began to lift my head and suck on
him. My hand went around his cock as I sucked and stroked him. I
began to taste his pre-cum or lubrication and I knew he would
come soon. I was confidant he would say when he was ready. As the
thought passed through my mind he pulled from my mouth and took
his cock in his hand and stroked it twice before there were 3 or
4 squirts of cum on my breasts, my neck and my chin. If not in
such a horny passionate mood I might have been mad to have it so
close to my mouth, but the look of ecstasy on his face was all I
needed to make me think it was worth it.
He pushed the last drops from his cock as I watched from my front
row seat. When I was sure he was through I wanted to finish him
like he said he liked before. I opened my mouth and took the head
into my mouth and sucked to get the last drop off that I was sure
to spit out. Phineas sat up quick and groaned, shooting a spray
of cum into my mouth. I wanted to panic and freak out, but I knew
it was not intentional. He jumped in pleasure and pulled from my
mouth as I pushed the deposit from my mouth, followed by as much
saliva I could muster. I did get a slight taste of the stuff and
it grossed me out, but mostly by texture rather than taste. He
fell to my side and draped an arm over my breasts. We both fell
asleep from sexual exhaustion.
The sound of the surf close by with a high tide woke me and it
took me a moment to get my bearings. My movement woke Phineas and
he had the same reaction.
“Holy Shit! What time is it? Umm, the tide is coming in, it must
be going for 3 or 4 right it was low at 10 or was it 9?” He said
as he fumbled for his trunks.
I stood up and was wobbly kneed for a second but quickly got my
top on and my legs in the bottom. I found my cover up and
realized I still had a huge load of cum on my breasts, and a lot
was already inside my top.
“Come on, I have to get you home. Oh man I’m fucked if my parents
check for me. My curfew is 2. I’ll crash on the porch and say I
was there all night.” He said frantically.
“You go, you go Phineas, I’ll get back ok. Don’t let me get you
in trouble. I promise I won’t be mad. You go, you go, I’ll be
ok.” I insisted.
He wasn’t going to argue with me, he knew it was the smart thing
to do. He came and kissed me good-bye and hugged me tightly
apologizing in my ear over and over.
“Hey,” I said, “Calm down, and just in case you didn’t realize
it, I really like you AND all the things we’ve done. Now get
home, I’ll be OK. Find me tomorrow.” I emphasized.
I ran up the beach and got to the street as soon as I could to
make better time. I kept my eyes and ears open for any movement.
I was, more or less, home free until I reached the back lot. The
garbage man was there with his truck and unless you were dead, he
was going to wake everyone. I remembered hearing about the 4
o’clock garbage truck, but certainly hadn’t planned on
encountering it. The dumpsters were past the 4 little cabins and
he was getting them when I got to the window. As long as he
didn’t back up I was safe. As soon as I got the screen swung out
I heard his reverse warning signal whine and I looked up to see
him looking in the mirror right at me as I slipped in, lit up by
his back-up lights. I was hooking the screen as the truck passed
and the handsome young guy driving smiled and winked at me in the
window. I smiled back and he gave me thumbs up. The clock in the
cabin read 4:22.
I quickly got in the shower, bikini and all, to wash the suit and
myself. Once it was soaked I took it off and began to rinse out
the top, then I repeated the same with the bottom. I didn’t know
how I would wear it later today unless I was up at 7 o’clock to
do laundry, and that wasn’t going to happen. I just had to get to
bed. I was so tired. I had maybe 2 hours sleep on the beach, but
the excitement of waking and running home sapped that from me.
I flopped nude into the bed with only a sheet and, as I lay there
staring at the ceiling, I broke into a big smile. My nipples
ached from being sucked and played with, but it felt good. My
pussy still felt good, felt satisfied and thoroughly happy from
my cums and being thrashed by Phineas finger fucking. The one
thing I never expected was how happy I was that he fucked my
mouth. His soft groans and gentle stroking of my cheek as he slid
over and over my tongue were comforting, especially knowing how
much he was enjoying it. I know he wanted to fuck me so bad and
that was going to have to do. In the soft light of the evening
seeing his closed eyes and then his rolling eyes as he exhaled
pleasure made me happy knowing I was fulfilling a fantasy of his.
When I began to suck and stroke him he didn’t last long letting
me know I did him right, as he certainly had done me. When I
remembered the after-shot of cum I got in my mouth I gagged again
just thinking of it, but it was worth the pleasure he got from
it.
I don’t know what time it was, still early, when Marilee shouted
in my window.
“Lucy, . . . Lucy, . . . . LUCY, get your bare ass out of bed and
get your clothes in the wash. Coach wants everything that can be
cleaned, to be clean so we aren’t bringing home dirty clothes to
our mothers.”
My clock was in the sunlight so the numbers weren’t as prominent
as they had been at 4:22, but I hoped it was 9 o’clock or later
so I had SOME sleep, but it was just 7:55. I balled my bikini, a
couple towels and my cut-offs with some underwear into a ball and
brought it to the door. I was almost so out of it that I almost
opened the door nude. But I stopped myself and put on a t-shirt
and sweat shorts.
Marilee was sitting on the picnic table waiting for me.
“I saw your white ass through the window. You sleep in the raw? I
hope your shade was drawn this morning when that mother-fucker in
the garbage truck came through. I went to the window to see what
the noise was and he was looking right at me in my underwear.”
“Umm, the shade was drawn but he woke me up too!” I feigned.
“With all the swirling lights and noise when he was backing I
thought I saw you outside, that’s how tired I was.” Marilee said.
“You were in your bikini.”
“Sorry, to disappoint you Mare, but my bikini is still wet from
yesterdays beach.” I said pulling it out of the ball.
“Well, get that stuff into Coach, he’s doing one big load now.”
She said.
I went through the mudroom into the laundry area and Coach
Reynolds was there, taking one load from the drier of his things
and he took my ball of stuff and threw it into the washer, a load
I presumed he just started.
“Nothing delicate in there, I hope, it’s a cold water wash.”
“No, just my bathing suit, a towel and unmentionables.” I said
hoping get a chuckle from him.
“Oh, Lucy, there’s something I should tell you. Phineas’ Mom
called me yesterday and she wants to know who is trying to seduce
his son.” He said with a big smile.
At the mention of Phineas Mom I was freaking out. “Seduce his
son, WHAT?”
“Don’t get flustered, in a way it’s a compliment. It seems
someone saw you two at the movie and the ice cream line the other
night and told Eva, that’s Mrs. Halsey,” that he was with the 20
year old college girl that was staying with the Reynolds.”
I heard his words but didn’t quite comprehend them right away.
“Lucy, you must realize that you DON’T look 16 and maybe the
woman thought you were taking advantage of the boy. I assured her
you were just 16 and had more experience on the ball diamond than
the dating scene. I know your Mom is strict. I also figure she
isn’t aware and approving of the bikini, but we don’t have any
pictures do we?” He said talking to me seriously with a wink.
On the inside I was laughing and crying at the same time over the
situation. The look on my face probably told Coach Reynolds that
I was even more naïve than he thought I was.
“Well, Lucy you seem confused, but she meant nothing by it and I
assured his Mom that you were a real good kid. He’s already been
accepted at The University of Maine, you know.” He prattled on.
“Oh yeah, I know. We talked a lot about college plans. Umm . . He
wants to take me out again this evening, maybe for dinner or a
movie. We really haven’t decided yet. I wanted to wait and run it
by you.” I said innocently.
“I was going to do lobsters again for our last night. Would you
like to ask Phineas to join us? Then you two can go to a movie or
ice cream or whatever. I just want you back here to retire with
the other girls. We’ll pack up and leave after breakfast
tomorrow. My brothers family is moving in around 11 a.m. Talk to
him and see what you might want to do, but I really would like
you to be with us for dinner.” Coach Reynolds said sincerely to
emphasize his position.
“Don’t worry Coach, I’ll be here.” I told him since he wanted us
to be together and Phineas and I “really” didn’t have any plans
and I was just wood shedding to get some alone time.
The washing situation was going to get me my bikini for my last
day (and night!) on the beach. I had a one piece that my Mom
approved of, but I didn’t want to wear it unless I really had to.
I liked feeling sexy and showing off my body in that bikini.
My lack of sleep was something that I was just going to have to
deal with. After breakfast Coach gave Carrie the car keys with a
grocery list of staples we had used. Coach had to refill the
cupboards. He selected me to go with her to the store. The other
2 girls were sorting the laundry and leaving at our doors,
folding towels and hosing off the front porch. I would have
swapped with either of them, not wanting to go out in public in
t-shirt and sweats.
By 11 o’clock we were, as always, ready to go down to the beach.
I asked Carrie to really cover me good with sunscreen, because I
knew I was going to fall asleep on the beach. When she finished I
did her as Jess and Marilee covered each other. The tide was all
the way out and those 3 wanted to walk the beach and show
themselves off and check out the guys. They asked me to go to be
friendly, but I know they didn’t want my tits to distract from
them. I had no problem with that at this point.
I set a personal timer and fell asleep on my stomach, using the
shade from the umbrella to shield my head. I was off on la-la
land for 45 or so minutes when something was stroking the bottom
of my foot. I moved my leg, but it persisted before I startled
and woke, flipping over to see what it was.
There stood Phineas.
“Good morning, or afternoon I guess it is. May I lay with you and
give you a new days kiss?” He asked.
“Sure, why such a corny request?” I answered.
Phineas looked both ways to be sure no one was in earshot before
saying, “Just wanted to make sure there was no negative
afterthoughts or sex hangover.”
With the sun in my eyes as I propped myself up I scowled at him
and said, “What did you make me do?”
I held the scowl for a moment before smiling and crooking my
finger for him to join me.
We kissed a lot of short kisses, not wanting to get into a
private moment kiss.
“It was wonderful, a fantastic awakening, the whole night. You
made my body sing. I hope I made you happy too.” I said blushing.
“You surprised me, I was afraid you wouldn’t trust me. It wasn’t
all for me, I wanted to make you happy and not be afraid to
express yourself. I wanted to be there for you and show you it
wasn’t just . . . just . . . . ” He said searching for the right
words.
“Your penis pleasure? No, if I thought it was that I would have
went right home after ice cream. You made me feel cheap and lewd
when we were there. You proved your feelings to me with your
apology and I wanted to pick up where we left off. Things that
happened the rest of the night were just passionate emotions,
some I could barely control. Everything is so unlike me that if I
called the other 3 together and told them everything I’ve done
this week, they would think I was bullshitting them.” I said to
finish his thought and express myself.
“I want to get your address and phone number before we get too
involved today, and I’ll give you mine. Plus there’s something
else I need you to do for me. A big favor.” He said.
“I’ll do yours without asking what it is if you do mine without
asking what it is.” I interjected quickly.
“Oh God, you have something too. I’ll go first. Come with me to
meet my Mom. She heard I was dating some older college girl from
the beach. She knows your situation now after talking to Mr.
Reynolds, but she wants to meet you.”
“OK, I can do that.” I said as I began to get to my feet with
Phineas jumping up to help me.
“Whoa, whoa, wait.” He said. “What’s your favor?”
I brushed the sand off my legs and started walking towards his
house.
“Luciiiiiiille?” He said running up to me. “What is it?”
“You’re eating dinner with me and all the girls and coach
tonight, a lobster steam.”
“OK, I can do that, but it’s not going to be 20 questions is it?”
“No, it will be fun and Coach will let us go off for a walk or
ice cream afterwards. I made him think we had plans already.”
“I was going to ask if we could go hear a band play at the Halsey
Gazebo down at the end of the beach. It’s “Perverse”, a band
popular in Maine and New Hampshire, around Boston. They’ll play
from 7 till 9. There will be a lot of people there, your friends
should come to.” Phineas explained.
“I think he might go for that, but let’s get the thing with your
mother out of the way.” I said continuing to walk south on the
beach. “I can show her where you taught me how to suck a penis.”
I said laughing and provoking a short chase on the beach.
He caught up to me and hugged me as we both laughed.
“Aren’t you glad you learned?” He asked in a close whisper.
“Yes, because you showed me the sexy part of it, and you are
sexy.” I said stopping to kiss him.
We started walking again and I spied the lady with the same
bikini as me. She was walking with her boyfriend towards the
water. As we got close she waved and we came together.
“Hi Bailey, this is my friend Phineas.” I said to her.
She smiled and nodded saying, “And this is my friend Ted. Wow,
nice bikini!” She said laughing.
The boys shook hands and we started gabbing about fashion and
soon the boys were talking surfing (I say boys, Ted as well as
Bailey must be 22 to 25). We got a few feet apart where she could
say something to me privately.
“By the way, he’s gorgeous. I don’t know how you made out with
your dilemma the other night, but I would have hooked up with
that.” She said embarrassing me, not used to such frank talk.
We said goodbye and continued to Phineas’ home where I hoped I
would answer all of his Mom’s questions right. Then something
occurred to me.
“You didn’t use me as a reason why you’ve been out so late all
week, have you?”
“No, I’m usually out with friends, playing video games,
basketball at the green where it’s lit up until midnight. She
only thinks we were out twice and at the beach together this
week.” He said relieving me.
Mrs. Halsey was sitting just outside the back porch I had entered
the day before and she stood as we approached.
“Hi, you must be Lucille, I can see why Phineas is so taken by
you; you’re very pretty.” She said as I blushed. “Phineas go get
us a few Cokes.”
He went inside and instantly left me alone with her.
“Listen, I’m really sorry for the way I described you to Mr.
Reynolds, it was only what I heard. You do look a lot older, but
I think that bikini does a lot of it. It flatters your figure and
you are well developed for 16. I hope you don’t dress like this
all of the time.”
“Oh God NO, Mrs. Halsey. If my Mom ever saw this bikini, she
would kill me. It’s my first time away on my own and I wanted to
make a statement, and get a good tan. I wanted to feel girly.
Please don’t think I’m trying to . . . . “
Mrs. Halsey interrupted me mid-sentence. “Oh please Lucille, I
was a young girl once too trying to make my statement. With your
hair grown out and that body I know you look older and can drive
the boys, and men crazy. I know my Phineas is a handsome boy with
an eye for the girls. I just hope he’s been a gentleman.”
“Oh he has. We hope to meet up after we get home some time. I
think we both know we’re too young for a relationship, but we’ve
had fun together.” I said understating the truth by a lot.
Phineas came out with 3 Coca-Cola Classic 7 ounce bottles and
handed me one, as well as his Mom.
“Well dear, I just wanted to meet you so when my friends ask me
who they saw my son with, I know. I hope you like our little
beach community here. I’m sure you find it a lot of fun during
the day, but a little slow at night, but that’s how the locals
like it.” Mrs. Halsey said, once again challenging me to keep a
straight face.
We guzzled our short Cokes and were off before I could be
questioned or tested anymore.
“I almost choked when your Mom said it was a little slow at night
here. But, what’s this that you have an eye for the girls?” I
said kidding him.
“She thinks if you have a date with a girl or are just friends
and go to a movie it’s the same thing. But, I don’t run around
like I did. When I was 15 I had girls calling me and my Mom
thought it was the greatest thing ever. My Dad would just shake
his head but he did tell me he would buy me condoms if I needed
them.” Phineas said with a snicker.
“Did you ever ask him?”
“Would you go to Planned Parenthood with your Mom if she
offered?”
“Touché.” I answered.
We walked back to the Reynolds house to find Coach piling things
in the mudroom to make easy packing for the morning. We told him
that Phineas would join us for dinner and asked about the
performance at the Halsey Gazebo. He had no problem and hoped the
other girls would go too. He asked Phineas to give him a hand
with something and I took the chance to go to my cabin to get
money for more sunscreen for the afternoon. When I came back in
Phineas was saying “Goodbye and see you later.” to coach and we
were off to the beach. Phineas had a funny look on his face and I
knew something was up.
“So??” I said to him as I steered us toward The Beach and Shore
Store for sunscreen.
“Coach said he knew it was our last night together here and that
you have to be on the doorstep at 10. Then he took hold of my arm
like he was your Dad and said “No funny stuff. If she were my
daughter she wouldn’t be prancing around in that bikini and I
know she’s way out of her league with you, experience wise. I’m
not stupid and I was a handsome guy on the beach up here at 17
and 18 myself. Just ask your Mom. Don’t LET me hear a story. Are
we clear?” He wouldn’t let go of my arm until I agreed with him.”
He told me, a little incredulous at his statement.
“It was like he told me that anything goes as long as you’re home
by ten, but don’t try any of that funny stuff. Heck, the funny
stuff is what’s fun!” He said as I poked him.
I was happy that Coach stuck up for me, but a little disappointed
in myself over the fact I deceived him all week. Basically, I
think he was trying to be sure I didn’t end up with a broken
heart over Phineas, and I knew I wouldn’t. I really did like him,
but if he didn’t bother to look me up eventually I wouldn’t chase
after him. If he used me I know I used him just as much. If I
felt an emotional connection after we were a part it wouldn’t be
impossible to get together. However, I was pretty dead set
against a serious relationship.
We spent the rest of the early afternoon together sunning
ourselves and talking about our lives. I was impressed he took
the day off from work to spend the time with me. As the tide
began to creep in we decided we had enough sun and packed up our
stuff. We had kind of separated ourselves from the other three,
but all 5 of us were heading up the beach, back to the house
together.
Phineas offered for all of us to go back to his house and play
video games but the girls declined, all ready for a nap. I told
him I would walk back with him after I changed. I was hoping he
would find a way for us to be alone again. I really wanted to
feel the intimacy of the night before. I knew I was a hypocrite
for feeling the way I did about girls who did it casually “for
fun”, because in just one night I knew the excitement you feel in
doing it. Phineas made me feel so comfortable and at ease, secure
with myself. He was such a good lover and tender partner. He made
me feel so special and I did the same for him. I couldn’t imagine
that he felt the way I made him feel before. I wasn’t kidding
myself, I knew I was just 16 and was still very naïve about the
ways of love and sex. However I was getting pretty well schooled
about how to play the game. The rules may have been a sketchy,
but I WAS learning the skills.
That afternoon we played video games in the very room where we
stripped the day before. His mother stayed away and let us be, so
we had plenty of time to kiss and neck. His mother yelled up that
she was going to the store to pick up dinner and get Phineas
brother from the day bus camp where they went to an amusement
park. We had about 20 minutes to ourselves.
Phineas leaned right over onto me and laid me out on the love
seat. His hands went right to my breasts, but I asked him to
stop. If I were just wearing my bikini I might have played. But
if she came home unexpectedly and had to put a bra and blouse
back on I would have felt foolish and cheap.
“Phineas, why get ourselves all excited when we can’t finish. I
was enjoying just kissing, talking and playing the game. Don’t
you like being with me without sex?” I asked.
“Of course I do, but I can do almost all of that over the phone
or online, even playing the game together. But I can’t feel you
that way, can’t touch you, taste your mouth, hear you sigh, ummm,
. . . . . make you cum? You’re leaving tomorrow morning.”
Phineas said, still lying on me with his hardness already
evident.
“We can take care of that tonight, can’t we?” I asked him.
“After the concert there will be a lot more stragglers on the
beach. We might not find a private spot right away.” He warned
me.
“Then maybe we shouldn’t go out and risk it tonight then.” I
said, sort of calling his bluff.
“Oh, we’ll find a spot.” He insisted.
“So what is it Phineas, there’ll be a lot of stragglers on the
beach, or we’ll find a spot? Don’t bullshit me around. What do
you want? I know what I want, I want you to be honest with me
before I think you’ve been full of shit all week.” I told him
nose to nose.
“I HAVE NOT been full of shit all week and you know that. It’s
just every time I look at you and realize you’ll be gone, I want
you. Sitting here next to you alone is enough to excite me. Your
beautiful face, your hair, your blue eyes, all I can think of is
last night.” He admitted.
“And . . . . ?”
“Give me your mouth again and satisfy me?”
“You are a naughty boy to have those fantasies about me. How did
you think it would happen? Is it my kneeling in front of you
standing, or sitting, or me sitting and you standing?” I said
with a purr.
“Don’t tease me Lucille.”
“Who’s teasing? How do you want your cock sucked?”
“Oh God!” He said in exasperation as he sat up.
As soon as he sat up I slid to the floor. I was horny to feel him
in my mouth again. He went to stand up and I pushed him back and
went for the tie on his bathing suit. I grabbed each side of it
and pulled it down as he lifted his ass up. I positioned myself
between his legs and took him in one hand and his balls in the
other. He was hard and straining like he was last night. The
curve of his penis looked like it hurt, it was so strained.
“Are we going to hear your Mom come home?”
“Don’t worry.” He said gasping in desperation.
I stroked him a few times and already saw a pearl drop form at
the tip.
“If you cum in my mouth I’ll puke right here, so make a plan that
doesn’t include me.” I warned him before I put my lips on the tip
of his cock.
He groaned and put a gentle hand to the back of my head and
touched my cheek like he did the night before. I was just moving
my mouth up and down the first few inches of his shaft, but we
were both enjoying it. I undid the clasp on my cut-offs slid in
my hand and touched my pussy. My other hand was gently stroking
his dick as I sucked him. This was a very sexy feeling that I was
getting real used to. I took my mouth off and continued stroking
him.
“Am I making you happy? Are you going to cum soon?” I asked as he
just rolled his eyes.
“Where is the cum going to go?” I asked as I took my hand away
from him.
“Get some tissue from the box there.” He said pointing to an end
table.
I got the tissue and started to suck him again wondering how I
was going to catch his shot. I began to taste more and more and I
knew he was close. Suddenly he moaned hard and said, “Here it
comes! I’m cumming!”
I pulled away and tried to catch it in the tissues but some shot
on my face. I was pissed by didn’t want any on my clothes so I
put plan b into action. I put my mouth over he tip of his cock
and caught the rest he had to shoot. It tasted nasty and felt
nasty in my mouth and knew right away what “plan ahead” pertained
to. Once I was sure he was done I spit into the tissues and then
smacked him on the leg.
“You could have helped a little bit!!” I said still spitting and
looking for the bathroom to rinse out my mouth.
“Geez I’m sorry. I just got too engrossed in how sexy and pretty
you looked doing it.” He said as we heard a car outside.
He went to the window and said it was his Mom as he pulled up his
trunks. I handed him the tissues and told him to get rid of them
and get me a glass of water. I would have felt really cheap,
except that I loved having him in my mouth.
Chapter 72
“I suppose I should feel ashamed, but, Phineas was the first in a
long line of guys to be in my mouth, and to this day, no guy has
ever had it in my pussy without me getting a taste of him first.”
Lucy said as she continued her story.
Nothing makes me feel more sexy, makes me feel so ready for sex.
But here I was that day with Phineas flushing tissues down the
toilet while I’m still spitting his yucky taste from my mouth,
and his Mom is coming up the stairs. But even then, that day, I
really loved how it made me feel.
“Now obviously Jeromy has changed all of how I feel about sex and
relationships. I’ve taken some odd twists and turns. I had an
affair with a teacher that school year after Phineas. I guess I
felt I would understand Phineas better, but I kind of liked it.
It was with a woman teacher, so it isn’t just men who like big
tits. Then the next year I found out the reason why my Mom was
always so protective of me with guys. She told me my cousin had
molested me when I was 7 and she had trusted him with me as a
sitter. I guess I blocked it as a memory.
When my Mom finally wanted me to talk about it, I had no
recollection and she felt it was important I get straight with
it, rather than have it turn up later in life. She had me see a
few shrinks, and unless I said things under a hypnotic state of
some kind, I never remembered. His molestation consisted of
giving me bare bottom spankings as punishments when playing
school with me. He was 14 and I was 7. When he was caught I had
to be examined by a doctor and they found that he inserted things
into me as well, but I had no recollection, and don’t to this
day. They asked if he put his penis in my mouth and I truly did
not know, but I guess he did.
“I must tell you Lucy, I’ve never heard such a sexy tale told in
such detail after all these years. Well, sexy except for the
molestation.” Joe said to her as he refilled his wine glass.
“I relived it in masturbation fantasies so many times, over and
over, that it’s been reinforced. I’ve never told it all out loud,
but Jeromy has heard lots of it.” Lucy said proudly.
“No, I think I’ve heard the whole thing before in pieces. I
didn’t hear anything new tonight. I love hearing her sex stories
and she tells that one good.” Jeromy added.
“Well, I lived with her for 4 years and got as intimate as
roommates can get and I’ve never heard it. But now tell me,”
Selena said pausing to get her words straight in her wine induced
state, “What ever happened to this Phineas guy.”
Lucy just said it would be a story for another night but we
pressed her to finish that last Friday night and tell us if she
ever saw him again. We were all more than a little drunk and
horny, but were all game to hear her finale.
“Well, that afternoon I realized that I had just given my first
real complete blowjob and I wasn’t happy. I was ready to walk
back home with Phineas, remember he was eating with us that
night, and I felt exactly how I didn’t want to feel, and that was
like one of the “blowjob girls”. No matter what his motive for
asking for my mouth, and I think it was lust for me, I felt like
a real tramp”
“I said little on the way back and Phineas sensed my feelings,
but he knew enough to leave it alone until he found the exact
words. When we got to the Reynolds house the car was gone and a
note was on the phone table as we walked in.”
“Lucy, gone to pick up lobsters. Tell Phineas we are eating at 7
o’clock. Halseys’ number is 555-1200. The girls are all
napping……………….Coach R”
It was just before 5 o’clock and the 3 girls had been asleep for
almost 2 hours. Coach had everyone up early that morning for
laundry and packing detail. If anyone needed a nap it was I; I
was out having sex until 4 a.m.
“If you were napping and I wasn’t going to be here until 7, I
could come in through the window and make love to you like you
did to me.” Phineas reasoned.
My immediate thought was “He WASN’T using me, he just didn’t have
the opportunity to reciprocate!” With that alone I forgave myself
for doing the deed, and forgave him for asking me to. I went from
“blowjob girl” to lover in one sentence.
“If they’re sleeping, why sneak in? You’ll just have to sneak
out.” I said looking at him with excitement.
“How do we know?” He wondered as I took him by the hand to the
courtyard after adding to Coach’s note. “I let him know, will nap
myself…Lucy”
I went to the first cabin and look through the curtain on the
little front window. Carrie was out cold. At the second cabin
Marilee was almost snoring, she made so much noise breathing.
Jess had her shade pulled but I could see her hand hanging off
the bed and a book on the floor. I went to my cabin door and
opened it for Phineas to slip in. I went back to the house to
make sure Coach hadn’t returned and then walked to each of the
cabin windows again, then went to my cabin, pulled and adjusted
the front and back shades and went to the little bathroom where
Phineas was hiding in the shower.
“How did you know I was here?” He whispered.
“Hmmmm, let me see, there’s only one room besides the closet.” I
said as he stepped out of the shower and pasted his lips to mine
in a deep kiss.
He slowly stepped me back and out of the little john without
breaking the kiss and led me to the bed. We fell on the bed
together and his hands began to touch me everywhere as I squirmed
under him.
“Now you’re going to have to be very quiet.” He said as his hands
went under my shirt and pushed up the cups of my bra.
We thrashed around on that bed and he had his mouth on my nipples
in no time making me giggle and moan and sigh almost
simultaneously. He finally sprang up and closed the little window
on the front to make sure our sounds of passion didn’t leak out.
He peered around the curtain and it was apparent there was no
action in the courtyard yet. He knelt beside me on the bed and
leaned over me to get at my boobs while sticking his middle
finger in my mouth. Instinctively I sucked it as he trailed
kisses down my belly and ate out my belly button. With his other
hand he unsnapped my cut-offs and yanked down the zipper. He
worked his hand under my panty and began playing with my clit,
teasing it. I pulled a pillow over my face as both of his hands
went to my hips and shinnied my cut-offs down about half way,
just until my pussy came into sight. His mouth went to my clit
and without all of the fingering, tonguing and licking the night
before he just nibbled on it. Getting oral was as exciting as
giving it as I went from 0 to 60 in a few seconds. His movements
were limited, but his mouth knew about the hood and clit of a
woman. His tongue moving in small circles with jabs and nips of
his teeth had me on the brink. Only the pillow kept me from
having neighbors call the police to report the swoons and muffled
screams from me. He couldn’t have been nibbling on me for more
than 3 or 4 minutes when I was ready to give up, pushing him
away. I suppose it was the fear of being caught that rushed me,
but I know I wanted to push of my pants the rest of the way and
wrap my legs around his head, but that might have to wait for
later. I got off big time and my itch was scratched. My only
problem was that I saw the bulge in his cut-offs and I wanted at
it again.
As I sat up on the bed straightening out my clothes I saw him
trying to deal with his problem.
“Come here, bring it here.” I whispered.
He obeyed, but reluctantly.
“We shouldn’t Lucille. I’ll be OK.” He said, but I already had it
in my hands, although still in his pants.
“You jerk it off, and I’ll help.” I said as he quickly yanked
down his zipped and dragged it out, not needing to be coaxed.
I reached to the bed stand and got a handful of tissues as he
started to stroke himself, standing in front of me as I sat on
the edge of the bed.
“NO cum in my hair, my clothes, my face or especially my mouth;
YOUR responsibility! If I taste it one more time I’ll wretch.” I
told him as I bent and had my lips close to the head as he
stroked.
I stuck my tongue out and wiped it over the head and he tried to
push in, but I pulled away.
“NO! You jerk it and I said I would help you.” I said to make
sure he didn’t try thrusting in my mouth.
He complied and I would occasionally wrap my mouth over the head
and pull off and then look up at him. When I knew he was close
and I pushed the Kleenex into his hand.
He put the tissues out in front of him and straightened up
groaning as he came into the wad. He didn’t shoot out much and I
had no desire to help him any further. I had that nasty stuff in
my mouth twice in the last 24 hours and regretted each time.
I didn’t feel any more regrets about what happened that
afternoon, even though I think it was maybe the trashiest I ever
acted. My only worry was getting Phineas out of my room safely
and unseen. I knew Coach was back, I saw the top of his car over
the fence. I told Phineas to sit tight and wait for me to come
get the others. He should have been able to watch for a break out
back then.
I no more than walked in the big house when Coach asked me if I
could get the others. “You girls can’t take the sun and ocean air
so much huh? It does make you want to nap in the afternoon. Go
and roust them, I need a little help with dinner.” He said as he
peeled potatoes.
I went and knocked on Carrie’s window first and she was up
reading. I hollered in Marilee’s window and she too was awake,
daydreaming. Jess was coming out the door as I got there.
The four of us talked about our naps and how tired we were as we
went into the house. Coach had chores for each of us for dinner
and then we heard a knock at the door. It was Phineas.
Coach answered the door and gave him his own chore, even before
he had a chance to say hello to me.
“Phineas, do you know how to build a fire in the fire pit?”
“Yes Sir, hardwood or charcoal?”
“Use the hardwood, I want to boil the lobster pot out there to
keep the house cooler.” Coach answered.
I brought a “mess of peas” Coach got from a neighbor outside to
shuck. I sat at the picnic table doing what I thought was enough
for an infantry, but after shucking all of them, we had just
enough for the 6 of us.
As I sat there I watched Phineas work. He had a nice butt for
sure and he had dazzled me with his tongue just a few minutes
before. Knowing his talents and watching him move in the waning
high sun was getting me hot. My thoughts of being a whore behind
closed doors were true. As guilty as I felt about giving him oral
sex while his mother was out, I was happy I had and would do it
again right now if the opportunity arrived. It was the most
intimate sex you could have without really doing IT! He must have
been reading my mind because he looked at me and winked, and then
came over and kissed me. I kissed him back as he bent to me and I
touched the back of his calf, squeezing it.
“Focus on the chores, you two!” came the shout from Marilee at
the window with her devious chuckle afterward.
Phineas looked up at her and then bent to kiss me as deeply as
ever laying my head back onto the table almost causing me to
spill the pan between my knees.
“I’ll be down for mine!” She shouted unfazed by his show.
In 20 minutes everything was cooking and the water boiling.
Within a half hour we were all eating, laughing and recapping our
week. Coach had volunteered to ride everyone to the Halsey
Gazebo. We all decided to walk and promised to be back as soon as
the show was over.
Coach wasn’t worried about us as there would be a lot of people
around for the walk to and from. Coach took me aside and told me
I had 10 minutes of flex to say goodbye to Phineas, once the
girls got back - 10 minutes.
I won’t bore you all with the walk and the show. It was all fun
and a group effort as the 5 of us stuck together, even for the
walk back. When we got to the house the 3 girls went inside
saying goodnight to Phineas, leaving us to stay around the corner
of the house. We did kiss and neck, but had plans for later. What
looked like our last kiss ended with him whispering that he would
make me “happier than I’d ever been” later.
After going in and being briefed by Coach Reynolds about our
early packing and start home on Saturday morning we all retired
to our cabins for our last night in Maine. I stripped down and
took a shower and put on my bikini, Phineas’ favorite, and sat on
the edge of the bed waiting for him. He never came for me, and I
never heard from him again, to this day! I’ve always thought
something happened that night and he couldn’t get to tell me, but
it just seems he would have found a way to get a hold of me
either the next morning or in a letter or phone call.
“Wow, you’re kidding! What a rat!” Selena said amazed.
“Probably found out he was gay.” Jeromy said in jest, a reference
to anyone Lucy thinks is good looking or shows an interest in
her.
“A serious asshole if he just used you all week.” Joe added.
“I really don’t think so. I mean he begged ON HIS KNEES in the
road to ask forgiveness from me.” Lucy said, defending her
judgment.
“At 17 I would have let you give me an enema with molten lava to
get a blowjob.” Jeromy quipped.
“No, it sounds like he was really smitten and couldn’t face her
leaving, but what a way to end it.” Selena said.
“For the next 6 months I expected to get a phone call or letter
explaining himself and when Christmas went by with no word I
stopped caring. I was making arrangements to move onto campus, I
got my job, my parents moved to Oswego and I stayed with a host
family to finish high school. My parents acted like they didn’t
even want me to move with them and our relationship has been
strained ever since. Something weird happened there and they’re
in some cult or something. Without my job or Selena and Joe, and
of course Jeromy I would have been a lost soul.”
“Lucy, your parents they . . . . . “ Joe started.
“Please, let’s not talk about that whole thing. Someday I’ll tell
you what I know, but I’m happy and content now. If I need
fatherly advice, I see you.” Lucy told him as she stood and sat
on Jeromy’s lap.
They began to kiss and neck much as the night before. Selena
tipped her head up to Joe and told him to get the lights. He
reached over to the end table and lowered the rheostat down and
off. Soft moonlight lit the two couples, Lucy and Jeromy sharing
a deep kiss and Joe with Selena just holding each other
contentedly. Selena watched them kiss and rolled over to make
herself belly to belly with Joe. She whispered, “I love you” to
him and kissed his lips. They continued to neck and kiss with
Joe’s hands going down over her back, to the sides of her breast
and then to her ass. She purred into his mouth enjoying the
erotic moment as the rustle of movement from the family chair
opposite the love seat. Taking a break from their kiss they
looked to the side to see Lucy sprawled over Jeromy’s lower
torso, her head bobbing up and down.
Selena looked back to Joe’s eyes and tipped his chin to take his
eyes from them to her.
“It’s all so beautiful, it’s all OK, and it’s all OK.” She
whispered as she slipped down Joe’s body. She slid half way off
the love seat, her back to the other couple and slid down Joe’s
zipper.
The living room was lit with the ambient light of the moon. The
air was filled with the sounds of oral love mouths working and it
recipients exhaling deeply with fulfilled and anticipated
desires. The quickened breathing and catches of the throat
signaled each gooey climax, but a few seconds apart. Light girlie
giggles accompanied outstretched hands pulling men to their feet
and running to the privacy of bedrooms to finish their
lovemaking. Two couples who knew and appreciated what real love
is. Two couples whose mutual love and respect for each other
protected them from embarrassment at public expression, but
modest enough to cling to the closed door of the bedroom for
total expression.
They all knew the realities and commitments of life would return
and beckon their lives away from each other again, come Monday
morning. But for tonight all was beautiful, all was love.
After a late brunch Lucy and Selena bid a tearful goodbye for the
weekend. Sunday afternoon was saved for dinner and an evening
with Selena’s parents. The fact she had been home since late
Friday and they didn’t see them until Sunday didn’t sit well with
The Hansons, but Selena convinced them that this way they could
spend more consecutive time with them. Joe sensed a friction
between them over the intentional snub, but by Sunday evening all
was smoothed out when they stayed until after nine. Their only
interruption was Selena getting on her father’s computer for her
net meeting with her partners at WSG. Joe didn’t relish leaving
at 5 in the morning for New York, but he had the whole week to
catch up on sleep. Selena would sleep in the car.
Monday morning the traffic didn’t become unbearable until I-87
turned into the Major Deegan and they got onto I-95.
“We made such good time and this last 10 miles will be torture.”
Joe said to himself, but in doing so woke Selena out of her
stupor.
“Oh damn, I haven’t even opened my briefcase all weekend. If I
can get a hot connection on the road here maybe I can download
the Sunday Night Letter so I can catch up.” Selena hoped.
“Well, we’ll be sitting long enough. But, what did you do, sleep
through the net meeting?” He asked.
“Just so much on my mind last night and I never even told you
about being questioned by the FBI over the Galaxy Drug thing. I
got a call out of the blue from one of the principles Friday
morning after the Investigative Report on TV.” Selena said as she
found a connection as they sat on 12th Avenue to download her
e-mail of the Sunday Night Letter.
“Who do you know at Galaxy?”
“No one, just a WSGG fan. A long story, the less you know the
better. I denied your knowledge.” Selena said.
“I don’t think I know anyone at Galaxy . . . “ He started to say.
“Don’t tell me NOW, for God’s sake. I don’t want to have to call
them back in. Let me read this to catch up.” She said annoyed at
Joe.
“Excuse me for thinking.” Joe said adjusting himself in the seat
trying to cope with traffic.
She closed the top of her laptop halfway and looked at Joe
touching his arm.
“It’s the fucking FBI and they would love to feed a story to one
of those writers, Big Money bashers, at the New York Times or the
networks. I HAVE NO connection to Galaxy and if YOU do I don’t
want to know it because IF I do I HAVE to call them back to make
sure it doesn’t bite me in the ass later. Don’t take it personal;
you don’t work in this business. You just buy and sell and
shouldn’t get any information from me or me from you. You know
the drill. If you have a connection to Galaxy, don’t tell me
unless you read something in the paper about someone you know.”
She said firmly, but with obvious admiration and respect for his
feelings.
Joe turned onto East 57th and hoped he could get a clear shot at
the side street to WSGG. It took little time from the turn as
traffic was being re-routed and only local traffic was allowed.
Police were checking ID’s and business cards to get people
through. Joe was familiar with a NYPD uniform saying “motorcade
screen, what’s your business”.
Past the stop it was clear sailing to WSGG. Joe pulled up in
front and turned off the engine.
“We have a couple minutes, wanna neck?” He said making sure she
knew he was in no way offended by their little exchange earlier.
“Sure,” She chuckled, “but Deneigh is already up there watching
us.”
“You got a lot more personal than that the other night in front
of someone else.” He said with a smile.
“That was a little different. That was beautiful, we heard each
other enjoy our lovers. It may have been in front of each other
but it wasn’t like we were gawking at each other. I thought it
was sexy.” Selena said.
“Only because it was Lucy, I hope.” Joe added.
“Well, of course!” She said slapping his hand. “I’m not some kind
of voyeur. A movie is one thing, but . . . “
“OK, OK I’m just making sure I had it straight in my head. You
know how I feel about all that.”
“You must have loved something, you were crazy when we got into
the bedroom.” She said with a wink as they sat and looked into
each other’s eyes.
Joe’s mind drifted back to Saturday night after she dragged him
into the bedroom. He couldn’t remember tonguing her so deep and
thoroughly and having her crawl off the bed to escape his tongue.
He followed her to the floor and fed her his cock to get it back
to glory before screwing the daylights out of her in every
position imaginable as they rolled around the floor. There were
days when he felt age creeping up, but nights like that she made
him 25 again.
As they gazed into each other’s eyes and Joes mind drifted back
to the Saturday night bedroom Selena was replaying the same scene
in her mind too. She swore every part of her sexual being ached
Sunday morning, but it was the good kind of ache. She knew what
he was thinking and she wanted to fall into his arms right there
in the car, but she saw Ross Curran walking toward the steps from
the corner of her eye.
“Here’s Ross, I didn’t want to be the first one in. I’ll see you
at home tonight. Leave the unpacking for me if you want. I love
you, I’ll call you later.” Selena said as she leaned over and
kissed him, her hand slipping high on his inner thigh as she
leaned in.
She quickly popped out of the little roadster and joined Ross up
the steps to begin another week.
Chapter 73
Ross Curran and Selena Hanson both greeted Deneigh and entered
the door into the Great Room. Ross quickly turned and questioned
her.
“Does Joe have any connections at Galaxy? Did you discuss it?”
“Only briefly. I mentioned that I was debriefed by the FBI and
had denied his knowledge. He was wracking his brain to see if he
did know anyone at Galaxy and I told him to stop and shut up.”
She said with a little grin.
“That was a good plan. If ANYTHING comes up later and you try to
convince them you never said a thing to him about it, they’ll
doubt you greatly. Interrogation by the FBI isn’t exactly an
everyday thing. We’ll meet this morning to be sure all of us,
Deneigh included, are aware.” Ross said as he went into his
office and Selena went onto hers.
When she flipped on her screens the morning business news was all
about Galaxy. There was a retired Federal Judge and others
describing the kind of fines and jail time that would be involved
if the whole story were true. There would be repercussions in the
financial world as investigations got deeper trying to find where
it all started.
Reality began to creep back into Selena’s day as the markets
opened and the weekend faded. She had done a good job of turning
off that part of her life to live and relish her “real” life.
Once she got through her first cup of coffee and heard the call
for a gathering of all partners she was in work mode and her
quest was once again on.
Ross Curran called order and quickly turned to Charles Ford.
“Mr. Ford, I believe you have heard some news that will pertain
to some of us individually and to WSGG as a group.”
“Thank you Mr. Curran. You all may or may not know the whole
story on the Galaxy scandal. Just to catch everyone up, a
principle at Galaxy called here the morning after the story aired
and fed us information that exposed the scandals depth. We had no
prior or existing knowledge except for the fact we have members
who were invested in it and had recommended it from time to time.
He called here because we are the WORD in the financial world.
That should be a feather in our cap and a testament to Miss
Hansons credibility as a spokesperson for us. The fellow who
called here was a “fan”. Unfortunately the FBI didn’t think it
was our good name or reputation that merited the call, they
thought it was our involvement that warranted the call. That has
since been squashed, but I have to tell you that our legal team
did not think we would be totally out of the woods and that our
name might suffer.” Mr. Ford said pausing to shuffle some papers.
“However,” He said pausing to smile a bit, “Someone at the
network, as well as some one at the FDA, and someone with Galaxy
have made the FBI’s job a little easier. As indictments were
beginning to fly about, we have people who have flipped over and
will testify for lighter sentences or immunity from prosecution.
This is inside information that cannot leave this room until it
has become public. I know that the 3 involved are protected at
this time and one doesn’t know of the other. My guess is that the
whole thing will fall apart within hours. I only tell you this to
make sure this whole thing does not taint any decisions you make
during the day. The government knows that public doubt of the FDA
and Galaxy could jeopardize health and health decisions and they
will get this information out there as soon as they can. They
just have to be sure the case has been made.”
“Should we advise against any movement in Galaxy stock?” Slim
Beepo asked.
“I think any questions about Galaxy buys or sells should be
answered by just saying to wait until it blows over. They’ve been
trusted investments before and will likely be again. Patience. If
pressed, just repeat our position.”
Selena made eye contact with Slim for the first time as he asked
his question and he winked at her when they connected during
Fords answer. She took that to mean all was fine with he and
Shelley. She and Joe had left them on their own during this new
period for them. Zoot The only fear they had was that their
relationship wouldn’t work out making friendly gatherings
uncomfortable when both were invited. Selena thought they had it
made and the discovery period was behind them. She just feared
that Shelley might not handle the list of old lovers that crop up
when you get involved with a player. She hoped she had faith in
the fact that Slim had changed.
“I should add ”, Ross Curran added, “Any questions about Galaxy
other than advise on investments should be forwarded to our legal
team, specifically Will Herzog. Do not assume any question or
statement is harmless until we are totally out of the woods on
this. Mr. Ford seems to think we will get a clean bill from the
FBI, but let’s not assume anything.
At that moment the private line buzzed and Deneigh answered it
remotely, just turning her head away from the meeting. She looked
back at everyone and then singled Ross Curran out.
“Mr. Curran, Mr. Herzog for you, red flag.” She said in her
interoffice code.
Red flag meant that any meeting would stop for his call.
Ross picked up the phone nodding his head yes over and over to
the caller. When he finally hung up he looked about the whole
table and smiled.
“This was quick, but Dr. Gaiters has been totally cleared of
anything, thus letting WSGG off the hook altogether. Our fear was
that Gaiters would have to turn States evidence before he would
get cleared. Then we would have had to be involved. Still nothing
mentioned outside of here until you read it in a newspaper. No
radio or Internet. Herzog is trying to get a statement from the
FBI totally exonerating us, and especially Miss Hanson, saying
the questioning was simply perfunctory in light of hearsay by a
witness not yet deposed. The fact was that Dale Gaiters was a fan
of Miss Hanson and WSGG and when he thought of trying to contact
someone in the world of finance, we were number one on his list.”
“Miss Hanson?” Willis Menard said, “How do you have fans, and I
don’t?”
The entire room chuckled in a show of levity that was quite
uncommon. Selena blushed and winked at him, answering, “Just how
do you know that I’m not a fan of yours?”
The chuckles continued until Ross Curran lightly tapped the gavel
and declared the meeting over saying they would convene as normal
later unless something came up.
Selena followed Will to his office and just before he closed he
door she tapped him on the shoulder.
“Thank you for injecting the humor into the situation, and you
know I happen to like older experienced men, especially those
involved in the markets.” She said grinning.
“Miss Hanson, if you think that your beauty is dismissed here for
one second you are wrong. When we recruited you, you were simply
a name on a page to take part in an experiment. When we first
spoke to you, you appeared to be an average teenage girl. Our
experiment was a huge success and you’ve grown into a very
attractive woman, as I’m sure you know. If you think that your
presence harms our image in any way, you are quite mistaken. The
mere fact that Dr. Gaiters didn’t peruse the Wall Street Journal
or Barron’s to find a hot button to push speaks volumes. I too,
am a fan of yours. What I like about you best is that your
brilliance for this field is not overshadowed or masked by your
beauty and personality.” Will Menard said without skipping a beat
or pause to reflect. It came straight from his heart.
Selena hugged Will and squeezed his hand as she was choked up
with a lump in her throat. She smiled at him and closed his door
and headed for her own lair. Once inside she let go of her
emotions and cried tears of pride and joy. She was well aware of
her accomplishments and personally satisfied by them, but to hear
those words from someone in the business world as revered and
well-known as Willis Menard humbled her greatly.
She had barely composed herself when her intercom rang. It was
Slim.
“Hi, we didn’t know you were both taking off for the weekend.” He
said greeting her.
“We had to get out for a day or two, and we figured you two
wanted alone time.”
“Yes, we had a great weekend too. Her hours are a little crazy as
she gets into all the jobs and starts to establish herself.”
“Well, once you get settled in and she has a night off we’ll have
you over for dinner. Let us know.” Selena said hanging up.
She didn’t mean to be abrupt but she wanted to be sure they got
into togetherness routines. She feared Slim and Shelley would try
and spend too much time with them initially when they should be
breeding their own familiarity habits. It was something she and
Joe had discussed and both agreed to.
In moments the intercom rang again with Deneigh calling.
“Can we meet for a drink or coffee after work today? I have to
talk to someone and really hope it can be you.” She asked.
“Uhh, wha . . . Why SURE Deneigh. Is everything OK?”
“Yes, pretty much, I just need some advice and encouragement. I
would really like it if it cam from you.” She replied.
“OK, we’ll set it up as I’m leaving.” Selena said hanging up.
“Dear Abby, Dear Abby, My feet are too long.” She sung to herself
in jest, remembering the words to the John Prine song. My God
when did I hang out a sign for advice and a good ear for the
lovelorn.” She wondered.
She quickly erased all thoughts and locked her eyes to the
screens before her on her desk and mounted on the wall, checking
news, quotes, and activity. She liked reading the all activity
chart because it fed her mind with unlikely probabilities. It had
become her sort of “specialty” because of her quick mind and
rapid deduction. After a few minutes of the scroll she went to
her keyboard and started back checking some sales and trades. She
started scribbling numbers on a yellow pad and doing a rough pen
chart.
She picked up her phone a paged J. Trace Fountain.
“Jay, you have a handle on oil, am I missing something? Venezuela
is selling millions of barrels out there to smaller refinery’s,
borderline third world.”
“They sell to a lot of buyers no one else will sell to. We seem
to think they are getting paid in gold up front.”
“But Jay, where is the oil going? These countries where I’m
looking still show shortages and unbelievable prices. Yet, China
and a couple of old Soviet Republics are buying next to none.
Could they be trading out the back door? I know there’s little we
can do about it, but if they ARE doing that the major oil
companies will make sure the Venezuelan owned company’s here are
exposed, wouldn’t you think? I’m not really sure if there’s
anything here that will affect markets, unless some of these
places are stock piling in advent of war or known shortages. The
Saudi’s have already set a world standard of $30 a barrel.”
Selena worried.
“I have people tell me that by 2005 it will be $50 and as high as
$80 in 2010. I don’t think the Russians or the Chinese can refine
it fast enough to make a difference in their economies. I doubt
if you’re the only one who’s picked up on this trend, but I’m not
sure if American based companies want to hurt foreign competitors
too badly. They all may end up buying from the same source. Oil
could be a mess.” Fountain predicted.
“Well, I just saw these blips and thought they might mean
something. Thank you for the information.” She said hanging up.
A knock came to Selena’s door and it opened for Deneigh.
“Miss Hanson, I have the profiles for the one on ones scheduled
for this morning. They are both premier members with less than 36
months until retirement. They each had the same folders faxed to
them last night so you can work page to page.” Deneigh said
preparing Selena for requested one on one consultations each of
them did daily. While the 5 original partners had many “regulars”
Selena was just building her clientele.
“Deneigh is there anything we can talk about HERE. I know you
wanted to meet later, but I really am pressed for time today.
Perhaps if the pool could cover the phones you could sit in on
the one on ones and we could talk in between. You might learn
something in here and I’m sure the rest of my partners would go
along.” Selena suggested.
“Let me call the pool and see if I can switch them over. If I can
I’ll send a text to everyone.” Deneigh said closing the door.
Selena thumbed through the profiles and quickly went about back
checking stocks and investments. For their own Premier members
they made suggestions and plotted positions where they thought
they might be and how they might arrive where they should be.
They never actually made any actual buys or sells. They were not
in that business.
After a few minutes the text message popped up that Miss Myersen
would be sitting in on a customer conference and the phones would
be answered by the service. A light knock came to Selena’s door
and Deneigh slipped in.
“Miss Hanson, um Selena, I know.” She said nervously. “I have
something to tell umm, SOMEONE that I guess I just have to get
out in the open. I would really like to know if, after hearing
when I have to say, I should continue my quest to eventually take
a seat here if I am deemed qualified. I don’t want to get my
hopes and dreams up and them have them dashed again. My
relationship with Robben made me think I was set for life and
although I worked hard each and every day, I could have made more
effort to improve myself.”
Deneigh’s eyes began to well up and she looked at Selena.
“I did something stupid not long ago. I got drunk with a
colleague and seduced him, not in the hope of starting a
relationship, but just to satisfy my own urges. Now he knows I’m
just a slut, at least when I drink I . . .I. . .” She started to
say before breaking down.
Selena got up from her chair and went to Deneigh’s side.
“Deneigh please try and control yourself and stop being so hard
on your self. Whether you know it or not you’ve already
identified your real problem, and that’s the drinking. If you act
irrationally when you drink, and apparently you seem to think you
do, that’s where the problem is to be nipped. Now the colleague,
does he know it meant nothing to you and is he trying to pursue
you?”
Selena said with firmness and an unspoken understanding.
Deneigh blew her nose and swallowed, trying to compose herself.
“No he isn’t pursuing me, and I have no real interest in him, but
he seems to be avoiding me in casual settings. Well SHIT, I have
to tell you. It was Slim. We both got drunk and stupid, except
when I get loaded like that I just do things that a nice woman
doesn’t do. I left no stone unturned with him that night and I
seemed fine with it, as did he. In school now we’ve spent a long
time on integrity and I’m realizing that if I do stay here and
eventually become some sort of partner he may be able to hang
that over me. At least I know when he looks at me can he take me
seriously or will he discount my thoughts because of what I did?
Have I screwed this up so badly that I should . . . “ She said
before crying again.
“First of all,” She said stroking her shoulder, “Slim isn’t that
kind of person, secondly he is now engaged and I’m sure if he had
a “thing” for you, it has passed. He’s pretty committed to a
woman. If this was something that was simply an office affair I
would assume it has been dropped and forgotten. Who made the rule
that YOU are the one to feel guilty over this? You’re both at
fault; both can share the guilt. Let me tell you that avoiding
these situations is paramount. You certainly are not the first
person to get a little drunk and do something regrettable.
Socially, why a man seems the hero and the woman is shamed is
beyond me. Let me tell you that Slim was engaged before and Joe
was one of his best friends and HE KNEW I was seeing Joe and
tried to hit on me on the phone. He later got burnt big time and
learned some lessons about two-timing and running around.
Deneigh, I’VE made big mistakes and done stupid things while over
indulging, and have regretted them later. My problems, and your
problems in this case, are shared with the other person if there
is any steam rising from this. If you think Slim is avoiding you
over it, confront him. I’m sure its mostly embarrassment over it.
So now, please compose yourself so we can talk to these clients.
The guilt and blow to your self-esteem is much more than you
should make of this. It’s a blip and a blemish that time will
heal, I promise you. Yes, integrity is the foremost quality you
can have in what we do, but a random roll in the hay should not
enter into any decisions you’ll make in the future. Just be sure
you stay out of situations with people you work OR deal with.”
“You haven’t told me anything I probably didn’t know, but coming
from you it means a lot more than hearing it from my conscience.
I may never drink again. I was hoping you would scold me for
being so stupid. I know I could trust you and I was freaking
out.”
“Self-control, Deneigh, Self-control. Know your limits.”
Selena sat and waited for her to get put together, emotionally.
When she was satisfied she picked up the first profile.
“Here we have a couple beginning to look for a retirement home
and wanting to draw off some investments for a down payment. They
both turned 60 in the last year and want to draw off their 401K
and stocks to put money into a place they can live when they turn
62. Their current home has way over 100K in equity, but with the
housing market a little volatile we’ll use 100K. They WANT to
keep this home, but once we get done here we’ll probably
recommend they sell when the market is right. Owning 2 homes you
live in is not good for taxes unless you have the shelters and
they don’t have them right now. Now their goal is to be able to
pull out 150 to 200K from no penalty 401K’s to pay half down on a
retirement home. The goal we want to set for them is to be able
to sell selected stocks and cash muni bonds to invest in money
markets that might pay more than those are earning right now. The
closer you get to retirement, the less risk you can handle. Plus
you want to have money markets that roll X amount of dollars each
month to supplement and take the place of your income as well as
divesting stocks to cash as they grow older. To plan 10 years
into the future on something possibly worth zero is not wise, but
with blue chips it’s a safe bet as long as it will amount to less
that 50% of your monthly income.”
Selena paused and looked to Deneigh and was surprised to see she
had absorbed her words and was not glassy eyed and lost. Deneigh
wanted to be sure she understood, asking,
“So when they actually retire and have no working income coming
in they want to continue to live at the level they are currently
accustomed. They can accomplish that by selling stocks piecemeal,
defined by risk, buying money markets now on a rolling schedule
so they begin coming due upon retirement, skimming the interest
and reinvesting them?”
“Basically, yes, in their case, but it’s not as simple as I’ve
made it. You have the matrix, now we have to color it for them.
This is a scenario NOT typical as you will see as we get deeper.
We’ll run numbers and then conference-call them so the husband,
the wife and I are all talking together as I run down the basics
with ballpark numbers tossed in. Then they call us back and show
us where our numbers don’t fit with their plans. People often
over plan for their basic needs. You might plan on 100 dollars
spending money for the week as you work, but if you were home,
“retired”, you wouldn’t require that amount most weeks, but it
might even out over a year. That’s where flex has to be built in.
No one who works all his or her life to retire wants to hear the
words “fixed income”. Now I’m ready to call them as per the
schedule we set up. Let’s hope they are waiting.”
Selena dialed through and told them an “intern” was sitting in
and she went through the basics with them. The process had begun
and a follow-up call was scheduled for Tuesday. As soon as she
closed the book on the first one on one, she opened the second
and went through an entirely different situation.
For about an hour Deneigh sat, listened, and took notes and
passed notes to Selena with questions during the interviews. It
was more educational than she ever thought it might be, and even
Selena told her that she would run her final thoughts past one of
the other principles before she presented her plan.
Once Deneigh got back to her desk she picked up the phones and
relayed messages, one from Joe for Selena.
She called back right away.
“You rang, sweets?” She asked
“Yes, you were on a call so important I couldn’t interrupt?” He
countered.
“Well, to the service, yes. They are not physically in the
building and I show as “in conference”. Anyway, what gives?”
“Suppose I told you I had an inside track on retirement homes for
us, NOW?” He asked.
“What good do they do us NOW?”
“Well, it could, and would, represent a huge savings to us,
figuring that real estate will only go up. A broker we’ve dealt
with before, Gordon Phelan, the one who brokered the Radley house
for us, called me when an estate came across his brothers desk
that this particular family wants to settle quickly on. The guy
was a widower and died with his dog in a car accident. Apparently
the 2 sons and daughter want to settle fast. There is a home with
an acre and half in Maine on the ocean, on Nubble Road in York,
past the lighthouse across from Brian’s Ocean Ice Cream. You know
where that is, right?”
“Exactly, very good choice.”
“Wait, there’s more. It’s three full landscaped acres with three
thousand square feet of house, fairly new in Estero, Florida.
Remember the place where we went to visit on the way home from
Tampa when we had to drive to Huntsville get the private jet
after the hurricane?”
“Yes, I remember that place because of the school system. Your
friend had 3 in school and he bragged about how back to basics
they were, that place, right?”
“That’s EXACTLY it. The area was awesome and out of hurricane
alley.” Joe said, happy she remembered.
“Plus there is a third residence in Freeport on the Grand Bahama
Island. He hasn’t lived there since his wife passed and it’s been
let with an overseer since.”
“Joe, THREE homes? I hope we’re buying an airplane too.”
“They could all be investments and nothing more, but I think the
opportunity and the price are rare and we should look at them.”
Joe advised her.
“Listen, I have a lot going on here, can we talk about it later?”
“I just need you to tell me we can meet downtown with this guy
tomorrow morning. It’s on Vesey, we can have you at the office by
10. He’s flying out at noon so it just can’t be a long meeting.
He has walk through video of all three that he took himself and
wants a tentative commitment and $5000 deposit if we like it.”
“JOE! This is way too fast! Did he give you a price?”
“Essy, the family will settle out for 10 million. We can come up
with that, you know. It would be 11 once he gets his fees, but I
think we could sell any two for that. They want to move fast.
It’s well worth the look baby.” Joe assured her.
“I can tell them I’ll be a couple hours late. I’ll just have to
reschedule my one on one follow-up. Either we’re both crazy and a
lot more in love than is possible. I’m not 25 yet and looking at
3 retirement houses.” She said to him, smiling to herself.
“Remember, I have to make love to you in every room of every
house too. That’s worth the money alone. I’ll make the
appointment.” Joe said.
“Just call Deneigh back with the time and place with a number
where I can be reached in case they have to find me. I’ll see you
when I get home. I love you!” She said hanging up.
She spent the rest of the morning watching stocks and relevant
funds and starting an article for the weekly newsletter. She had
just got off the phone with Alexis about meeting for lunch when a
knock came to her door and Will Herzog came through with Ross
Curran.
“On no, this isn’t Galaxy again is it?” She said fearing
something had happened.
“No, no Miss Hanson. Mr. Herzog was just coming to town for a
meeting and stopped to give you some good news. They’ve checked
out your offer to do the stock report on a fill-in basis and
cannot find a problem with it. The only thing would be to be sure
that it wasn’t construed as being sponsored or endorsed by Wall
Street Global Group. Could you get a sample of how you would do
one and bring it to them.” Ross Curran happily told her.
“The Legal team and myself would just like to see one in case a
question did arise so we could say, “we saw one”. This protects
you and us. Do you thinks that’s possible?” Will Herzog said.
“Yes, I don’t see why not. I’ll get a copy of the one I did the
other night, or maybe do a new one for you, but I bet I’ll be
able to get it tomorrow night, maybe even tonight. I live across
from the studio.” Selena said getting excited about the prospect
of it all.
“We’ll also need a list of stations that Fox Financial News
Network broadcasts on and affiliates they syndicate the feed to.
I’m pretty sure that’s all part of the package you’ll sign
releases on. Here’s my card for you to give to whomever you have
to speak with.” Herzog said handing her his card.
“You know, my only contact right now is Alexis Konsantakis who
does it regularly, but we’re having lunch in a few minutes.”
Selena told him as she stood. “I’ll have her contact them and see
when I might start and get details.”
It was a wonderful day in Manhattan and as soon as she hit the
streets to meet Alexis she was so glad to be alive, be
successful, be in love and to have just been home with family and
friends. Life was truly good.
Alexis was just coming out of her building when Selena walked up.
“Hey there, I got your usual for you if that’s OK. You were a
couple minutes late and I called to remind you, but your
secretary said you were on your way.” Alexis said as she gave her
an air kiss.
“Ooooo NOOOOOO, Do not call Deneigh a secretary. She’s doing 30
hours of night class a week and studying her butt off to become a
limited partner if she can cut it. She does a lot of secretary
duties, but a lot of that classifies as work-study, and
internship. She would never say anything, but I know how hard she
works, how much she saves up and how much of her life she has
given up to do this.” Selena said defending Deneigh.
“Wow, a worker, huh? She wants to be a queen bee too?”
“Mmmm, not sure what she really wants to end up as, but I’ll tell
you she gave up a real hunky guy who has a 6 figure job overseas
who wanted her to join him. We pay her well and will begin
subsidizing her school once she shows us some grades. But, enough
about her; I got legal clearance to be your sub. Cool or what?”
Selena said happy to tell her.
“Oh thank GOD! I’m finally going to get some days off. Can you
work tonight? Hahahahahaha, I’m not too anxious, huh?” Alexis
bubbled.
“I have to get your people to call my people, (ha - I always
wanted to say that!) and send them a typical tape of me doing a
broadcast, plus a station and affiliate list.” Selena said taking
a bite of her sandwich and settling on a bench in the brick lined
alcove.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah, the same stuff I had to get for “legal” at
Beane Wittier. We can do that tonight if you want. Maybe you can
work for me tomorrow, seriously! It’s slow trading right now as
the fall sets in. You want to try it?” She asked.
“As long as they give me the big OK. I have our lawyers card to
give to Manny.” She said pulling it from her clutch
“Don’t worry, they’ll OK you. It’s all formality. Manny will call
them tonight. If you didn’t get an agent you can call mine, Matt
Jarvis. The deal is pretty standard, 10% right off the top before
they take out taxes. It’s never upfront. Matt is pretty cool and
handles mostly situations like this. If you really want him to
find other work for you he can look, but he’ll tell you that
unless you want to take off your clothes, non-experienced
“actresses” like us can find little. Unless you write your own
copy, or have a say in the content we aren’t classified as “news
people”. Matter of fact, I’ll call Manny with this number and
maybe get the ball rolling.” Alexis said anxious to get a night
off.
“If I call your agent do I need to negotiate with him or . . . “
“Just tell him you’re reading for FNN with a standard open deal.
He’ll mail you a contract or maybe even show up tonight if he
wants a picture.” Alexis said.
“You seem to know a lot about the process.”
“Ummmm, he hung around a lot when I first started, thinking he
could help me out, you know, getting started. I finally let him
know that I was just going to be a newsreader and nothing more.
Manny got involved and told him that I couldn’t do anything to
jeopardize the standards of Fox or FNN and it was an exclusive
standard deal. Since then he’s been a dear. You’ll see the little
things he does.” Alexis told her between bites of her lunch.
“Sounds like he hit on you, being new and all.” Selena said
trusting her instincts.
“Well, yeah, he did, but I wised up before anything happened.
Manny saw it coming. He’s pretty smart and has been around for a
long time in this business as a live set director. He’s
semi-retired.” She confessed.
Selena and Alexis finished their lunch with more chit-chat about
their upcoming arrangement at Fox FNN and each left with the
phone numbers of the people who could put it all together for
them.
When Selena got to the top step of the brownstone front of WSGG
she heard the click of Deneigh “allowing” her in and was
surprised to see someone waiting on the leather sofa.
“Good afternoon Miss Hanson. I trust you had a nice lunch?”
Deneigh said.
“Yes, Thank you Miss Myersen.” She answered.
“Miss Hanson, this is Mr. Adams. He’s a regular member and has an
appointment so see Mr. Ford.” Deneigh said politely.
Bud Adams already stood when Selena came into the room and
extended his hand.
“I’m always happy to meet one of our members one on one, Mr.
Adams.”
“Thank you, I recognize you from the statements you make for
them. You’re the newest partner and from what I read on your
resume in the newsletter, quite deserving of the seat.” Adams
said extending his hand.
Selena shook his hand and smiled, thanking him for his plaudits.
“Miss Myersen, Is Mr. Ford due back soon? If not I can bring Mr.
Adams in and show him our operation.”
Before Deneigh could answer, Bud Adams piped up, “Oh I’ve been
here many times, Charlie has shown me around before. I get to New
York City every 2 or 3 years and stop in for a chat.”
“Well, that’s great. So nice to meet you.” Selena said as she
took hold in the inner door and waited for Deneigh to click her
in. As she swung the door open Deneigh called out to her.
“Oh Miss Hanson, Mr. Johnson called me back with an update of
your meeting in the morning. They moved it upstairs across the
street and I have the number.”
“Thank you Miss Myersen. I’ll have my cell as well, but it will
be off during the meeting.” Selena called back, not really
concerned about the venue update, she would be with Joe.
She checked trading and instantly saw aberrations in the Corn
Futures market and knew where to look for possible reasons. She
saw Horrell Packing prices dip and then steady after eating up a
few small competitors in morning trades. One of those competitors
also held a huge portion of the packaged shredded cheese market.
Corn fed pigs and pigs were pepperoni and with cheese they made
pizza; she chuckled at the great marketing ploy. But what really
caught her eye was the sudden battle for more and more corn and
the sudden shortage the future saw on paper. She didn’t feel it
was real. Two western oil refiners were back in the Gasohol
business after the Big Three automakers assured the public that
the potion did not damage catalytic converters. The refiners were
putting out as much as they could because they could ship it
locally, especially in Nebraska and Kansas knowing it would help
local economy’s. People helping their own was a good marketing
ploy, but she saw expansions in other markets that might spike
that corn futures price. She checked portfolios with large corn
representations and shot off a general warning by email about
false representation of the market trend.
Her afternoon was smattered with calls in response to her email,
including a big pat on the back from John Branniff. Branniff had
brought in many of the agricultural members by using the futures
market as an example of a hidden pulse in the total market. He
was hoping to use her email as an example how WSGG could help
more in the Ag world. He was hoping to get soybean farmers on
board with WSGG at the high corporate level.
After an afternoon meeting Selena was anxious to get to the FNN
studio and then home to have Joe tell her more about the possible
homes he had scouted out. She knew the possibility of actually
buying the 3 homes as a package was 50-50 at best. However, the
fact that it was an uncontested estate with all parties itching
to settle made this a cherry ripe for the picking before a bigger
broker got wind of it.
Gordon Phelan had lots of connections and unchecked favors to
call in and this would be the third big deal he found for Joe.
Any broker can sell any real estate, but he has to know how and
where to look for it. Gordon was nearly 70 and took care of his
clients well. Joe used to say that people thought they were
throwing Gordo a bone when they passed a tidbit along that was
48-72 hours from being widely read. They felt with his advancing
age he might need that last big kill to retire on. Gordon Phelan
had no such intentions, but he would take anyone’s pity in
exchange for hot real estate news. This would be a million dollar
deal for him.
The market and the phones stayed quiet and at 4 o’clock Selena
was off to meet Alexis and her car to the studio. She hit the
corner the same time as Alexis and as they buzzed over the days
business the car pulled up to take them away.
Selena’s second trip to the studio was much the same as the first
except she was greeted by name by each person she saw. She felt
at home and comfortable. Where Alexis’ cubby was with the nights
script, another, below hers read “Selena Hanson”. This was going
to happen and she was excited. She was sitting in the make-up
room to follow Alexis into Tracy’s make-up chair Manny came in.
“Selena Hanson, so glad to welcome you. Matt Jarvis tells me
you’re in his fold and wanted the same deal Alexis has. I
shouldn’t do that because you have no experience, but I have a
good feeling about you. You’re on a 3 appearance deal with a year
option, . . . mine. OK? After 3 appearances I decide if you stay
or go, but if we keep you, it’s for a year. Call Matt and make
sure he wants that, you want that. I’ve sent the station and
affiliate list to your company lawyer, . . .umm Herzog? . . .
.and after we cut a new demo today I’ll also send that to him. On
his OK you’ll start for Alexis on the 13th. OK?” Manny said
quickly but authoritatively, all strictly business.
Selena looked to Alexis for help.
“Call Matt, but it all sounds like when I started for Maria, the
former anchor.”
“Matt will be here, he’s upstairs signing another weathergirl for
one of those cable company all news stations. He’ll be down.”
Manny said before shouting outside the make-up room. “Let’s crank
it up and stay ready to do two, we’re doing another demo.”
Selena watched Alexis disappear behind the curtain for the set
and saw the lights and heard Manny barking instructions.
“Come on Selena, sit and give me a face to do. I want to get out
of here.” Tracy said trying to hustle the star-struck Selena
along.
She quickly sat and Tracy lit her face and lightly powdered her
forehead and just below her eyes. She took an eyebrow pen and
filled a small gap.
“Show me a smile . . . . OK, say lo-lo-lo . . . .now, look
straight up.” Tracy commanded, moving the light to get effect.
OK, you’re good. Keep the bib on until you’re seated out there.”
She got up from the chair and went just outside the curtain and
watched a monitor with Alexis reading as she picked up the place
in her copy and followed.
“God, she’s smooth.” She thought to herself. “She catches the
camera and smiles like 4 times every 30 seconds. She’s looking at
the camera all the time, but then she looks at YOU, it seems.
She’s good. I know I can do this. My reads at WSGG are off blue
cards on the podium. The tele-prompter makes it easy. I just have
to remember my own name and company drop-in.”
“OK, that’s a wrap. Alexis, stay put until they screen it.” Manny
shouted, his ever-present clipboard in hand and headset on his
head.
The lights came up again and Manny went back to the side of the
camera.
“Alexis, pick it up from the ad break and finish it one more
time, you turned a number over.” Manny barked and counted her in.
In just a few minutes Alexis came from behind the set and smiled
at Selena.
“You’re on blondie.” She kidded, “Just read all the numbers
straight, I flip 5’s and 8’s, 6’s and 9’s. It’s common for
readers.”
Selena went out and sat down, this time with full crew on set,
different from her audition read through. A set manager of some
sort went behind her and said “Arms down” and took off the
make-up bib Tracy had clipped on.
“Look in the camera,” He instructed as he held a light meter near
her face.
“Be nice, be happy, you can do this, honey. Don’t drop your
chin.” He said to encourage her as he walked away and nodded to
Manny.
Selena didn’t remember them doing this with Alexis, and then
thought that she had been here hundreds of times before and had
the routine down.
Manny hollered for quiet and lights and began the count as Selena
searched for her spot on the prompter. Once Manny pointed to her
the words flowed like honey onto toast, feeling natural and
remembering Alexis professionalism. At the break for the drop-in
Manny looked at her and said “Remember to smile big going out and
coming in. You might have to reshoot and . . . . 7, 5,”
Manny’s countdown and slashing finger cued her to finish the
read, remembering to smile in and out. After she said the last
word there was a pause before Manny shouted out “OK, that’s a
wrap. Selena, stay put until they screen it.”
Some 30 seconds later he apparently got an OK over the headset
and told Selena she was done as he walked toward her.
“You didn’t finish the first segment with a smile, but they
thought you looked pleasant enough. You’re very pretty and read
well. I knew from your other reads you would be fine as soon as I
saw you. Nobody walks in here like you did and gets hired. Be on
time, don’t get an attitude, dress professionally and we won’t
have problems.” He advised her as she stood and walked off the
set where Alexis was waiting to introduce her to her agent.
“My pleasure to meet you. Manny went over everything, Alexis
tells me, and you have the same deal. Don’t sign anything until I
sign it first. I don’t think we’ll have a problem with the 3
shots and the option. Welcome to the agency. I know Alexis
briefed you on everything and I won’t send you out for work.”
Matt Jarvis told her while shaking her hand.
“So they’ll mail me the deal or I sign it here?” She asked.
“The night you start I’ll be here before you go on, I sign, then
you sign. Here’s a copy to read over and show to a lawyer or
whatever. There’s not a lot of money here, but is great for your
resume. I need a picture for a publicity shot. We’ll do a session
unless you have one to use.” Matt said as if reciting from a
card, he had done it so many times.
“I have a shot from our prospectus at work, I’ll bring that for
you. I like it.” Selena told him, hating to have to do another
session.
Armed with her ego, enthusiasm and a copy of her performers
contract in hand she quickly watched her demo and smiled big at
her accomplishment. She looked up at the set manager who
encouraged her before taping and had now brought her to the
monitor to show her the clip saying, “You’re right I CAN do this.
Thanks for your help and confidence.”
He smiled back and said he would see her soon.
“I’d like to meet you for a drink to celebrate, but I have to get
right home tonight. Maybe later in the week.” Alexis said.
Selena hugged and thanked her saying it wasn’t convenient for her
either. They took the elevator to the street where Alexis hailed
a cab and Selena crossed the street to her apartment.
As she turned the key to enter the apartment she called Joes name
and was about to call it a second time when she saw a note on the
mirror above the key table.
“Gone to get bank check for deposit for tomorrows deal should we
buy. Back soon, Love, Joe.”
She was a little deflated that he wasn’t there but would use the
time to get in the shower and wash the little make-up Tracy
applied, and to wash away the body sweat from the hot bright
lights. In the bedroom she stripped and looked at herself in the
mirror, proud of her body. As she got older the more she looked a
woman and she knew how much Joe loved her physical presence. She
frowned at the lines her bra had left on her, but hoped her
shower would help eliminate them. She wanted to be in a sexy robe
by the time Joe got home and hoped Joe would be in the mood for
making love. She was so happy with herself and the tweak at her
ego had made her randy for the ultimate happiness.
She had finished washing her body, shampooing and was just
rinsing conditioner out, bending over forward with the spray at
the back of her head when she was startled by a hand cracking her
butt.
“OUCH, JOE!! You startled me! I hate to be snuck up on!”
“I didn’t sneak in, I even left the door open. You just couldn’t
hear. I thought you would look up when my belt buckle hit the
floor when I got undressed. I’d love to hug you, but you’re all
clean and I’m not.” Joe said standing just outside the shower
door in his birthday suit.
“Get in here and hug me you big shit!” She said smiling and
pulling him.
They hugged tightly kissing hard as Selena moved him under the
water spray. She broke the kiss and turned pressing her back to
his front and leaning her head back to look up at him.
“Take me right here, right now. Fill me, I need you in me. Then
feed me.” She said in a desperate whisper.
Joe’s hands went up to her breasts squeezing them and pulling her
tighter as his cock still was rising, tightening his groin. He
loosened his hands on her and she bent forward and took the grip
bar, spreading her legs. If Joe wasn’t fully hard before, this
sight had him ready. He laid his cock in the crease of her ass
and slid it down over her asshole to her inviting slit, pushing
in.
“Ohhhhh, that’s it. Mmmmm, fuck me. Make me a big load of cum.”
As Selena purred and talked dirty Joe was slowly pushing in and
out of her sweet pussy. He never tired of how tight she gripped
him and made his fit perfect. Making love to her was a new
experience each time they coupled. He knew she wanted to finish
in her mouth, but he would be just as happy to grab the sides of
her beautiful ass and pummel her hips to ass cheeks, but she
wanted to pussycat him, as he called it. She would purr and lick
and suck him as she locked eyes to watch him climax and then suck
everything he could make until he could stand no more.
He heard her cum at least twice, almost sounding like she was
crying as she made a loud whimper sound. He knew she wanted to
shriek but the echo chamber of the shower made her nervous that
neighbors would think the worst.
“Oh Essy, I’m ready, I’m almost there!” He whispered.
Selena twisted and went to her knees taking his cock in her mouth
bobbing her head to the rhythm he had just been fucking her. She
fondled his ass waiting for him, and the wait was short.
“Ohhhhh, Ohhhhh, baby baby baaaaaaaaaaby.” Joe hissed out as he
shot his load into her sucking mouth.
She pulled off and brought her hand to his cock and stroked it
more looking up at him while half his load dribbled out of her
mouth. She quickly caught some of what slipped out and swallowed,
smiling like a Cheshire at him before licking him and engulfing
him again. With a few more swallows she kissed the tip and stood.
“You just fucked and got blown by a contracted financial news
reader with her own agent. If I wasn’t your first, lie to me.”
Joe laughed and hugged her, assuring her she was the first,
adding “as long as we say FINANCIAL news reader.”
She went limp in his arms for a moment before he laughed and told
her he was joking. They finished washing him and rinsed before
getting out and drying each other. Joe was full of questions
about the deal and wanted to read the contract, talking almost
non-stop until they walked out in their robes to the living room.
“So, enough of my news. Tell me about this real estate deal.”
Selena said.
Joe went to the bar to pour a couple wines as he explained that
the deal was too good to pass on exploring it. He thought the
investment possibilities of the properties were tremendous.
Raising the money was no problem and he felt they could well
afford it with her stake in WSGG and his continuing trading in
the market. He also had money market certificates from his
settlement with Johnson Construction. Having to liquidate enough
to come up with 11 million dollars and still not have to worry
about any future plans made Joe happy and proud, but admitted to
himself it was the first time he took that big a risk and it
scared him. Only the fact that Selena would agree with the deal
would make him happy and allay his fears.
He nervously lay out his entire portfolio and worth, now
combining hers to prove to her that it was indeed very
affordable. She broke out her laptop and her calculator and
worked the numbers. Joe went to look over her shoulder and show
her things and she turned sternly to him.
“You could tell me anything while breathing down my neck in that
robe and I would agree and then lay out on the sofa with you. Let
me figure for myself! I sort of do this for a living, you may
have made a lot of money in your life investing, but I can make
that much for others in an hour. Let me make a rational decision
here. I will go along with ANYTHING you want to do, but would
feel better if I had no second thoughts.” She scolded him.
If it wasn’t so serious an issue he would have lost his temper
with her, but she was also right.
He watched her work feverishly for about 5 minutes and then pull
her cell phone out and look up a number and call. She spoke
softly with the person she called, nodding her head and even
laughing at one point. She hung up and search another number,
calling it. Joe pored himself a second glass of wine and was
nervous she might shoot down his proposal. He knew she would go
along anyway, but he wanted her approval.
When she finally finished her second call she worked more numbers
and turned on the bar stool she was working from.
“I have two opinions, three including mine. I spoke strictly
confidentially with Ross Curran and Doc Stevens from PolyTech.
They agree with me that this is a very affordable risk with what
we have, but they both added one caveat, we should get married.
Get a New York Justice of the Peace to marry us before we sign
papers. They will both keep it strictly confidential if we do.
I’m on board with that if you agree to it.” She said smiling.
“Well, OF COURSE! A wedding was only going to be a big
celebration; we can do that later. For legal purposes we can
marry now and keep it secret.” Joe said happy she had agreed and
had two other yeas to the question.
“Ross says he can get us the people for a license tonight. We
need to sign the application in the witness of a city clerk and
he can issue the license. There is a 24 hour waiting period but,
the 24-hour waiting period may be waived by an order of a justice
of the Supreme Court or a judge of the County Court of the county
in which either the bride or groom resides. Luckily I’m a
Manhattan resident by your call, a good one. No wonder I’m
marrying you!” She said happily smiling. “Should I call Ross back
and tell him to go ahead?”
“Sure!! Let’s do it. Too bad we just had the honeymoon a few
minutes ago.” He chuckled.
“You’re not getting off quite that easy, pardon the pun. I’ll
call Ross and see where we might have to go. Get dressed.” Selena
said with a smile as she suddenly got so excited she could barely
dial.
Joe was dressing when Selena came into the room and through off
her robe. We should be kissing and hugging and making love right
now, but instead we’re waiting for the phone to ring. I have to
dry my hair! God, this is crazy!” She said running around like
mad woman.
“We can call it off if you like.” Joe said kidding.
“Not a chance. I finally get you to do it and you want ME to
chicken out?”
In the middle of drying her hair the phone rang. Ross talked to
Joe and gave him some details, as well as congratulating him. Joe
took notes and smiled all the while, getting as excited as
Selena.
She came out of the bathroom as he hung up.
“Guess what, we’re getting married right here! Ross is calling in
a couple favors and will be here at 9 o’clock. He and the other
clerk can serve as witnesses, but would welcome anyone we wanted.
I want to call Shanna and Joe. Too bad we can’t get Joe with
Lucy. They’ll stand up for us when we get married in church,
right?” He said stumbling over words and thoughts as his mind
suddenly raced. He was really getting married!!
“Oh God, this HAS to be a secret from Lucy! I know she would
understand if we told her the details, but this has to be a
covert operation.” Selena said in total seriousness. “The people
in the room at the time and that’s all!!”
“Well, Gordon Phelan will know, but I can talk to him. Also the
town clerks where the property is deeded will know, but if they
don’t know it’s a secret, what difference does it make?” Joe
thought aloud.
“What if we don’t end up buying the estate?” Selena suddenly
asked.
“What difference does it make in the long run? I really think
we’ll buy the estate anyway, but for legal purposes we’ve talked
about it before. I have no doubt about sharing the rest of my
life with you and we’ve lived as married people for a while now.
We can risk holding up the sale for a day if you really want to
think about it.” Joe suggested.
“No, are you crazy? Getting married to you is my dream, and a
real wedding is still what I want, but this will cover us for a
lot of other things, so let’s do it!” She said starting to tear
up.
Joe went to her and held her, getting a little misty himself,
saying “Maybe we should just keep it as the 5 of us in the room
and not call Joe and Shanna. You know Ross will never say and
that leaves us. If someone finds our names in the 5000 marriage
license files listed in New York City, good for them. We can
still say it’s a different Joe Johnson and your name is just a
coincidence.
Selena nodded, no longer able to talk. They had 90 minutes until
they were to be married and they both started crying in each
other arms, they were so happy.
As nine o’clock approached they had composed themselves and
dressed in rather ordinary clothes for ones wedding, but there
would be no pictures to record it. There would just be notarized
legal paper proof.
They sat nervously on the sofa holding hands and looking into
each other’s eyes sniffing away tears from time to time.
“Should we ever tell our children what we did?” She wondered.
“I don’t know why we would tell anyone.” Joe said.
“I was hoping to have something special to wear to bed for our
wedding night.” She mused.
“This is our marriage night, not our wedding night. We’ll still
have that big church wedding. Anyone who comes to it will
remember it for a long time. Besides I’ll have you just the way I
like you tonight, wearing nothing but a blush.” He said leaning
in to whisper although no one else was there.
“We’ll make special love tonight, I know that.” She said sniffing
in his ear as she hugged him closer.
They held hands and looked at each other through watery eyes
until about 10 of 9 and Joe got up to get what legal items they
would need for the wedding. No blood test or medical evidence was
required in New York, and he knew he had birth certificates,
picture drivers licenses and passports. That was more than
enough.
Their apartment buzzer rang at almost precisely 9 asking
permission to send 3 men up. Joe and Selena waited by the door
for the knock. When the door opened Selena hugged Ross Curran
tightly, as he served as her father figure in this whole thing,
fully supporting her.
“From what I know of you two, and of the things you want to
accomplish tomorrow, this is the right thing to do and I’m only
happy to assist you.
Ross introduced them to the New York County Court judge, and a
deputy clerk of the county of New York. They produced the
application forms and proofs were swapped, as well as $40 cash.
Upon completion a marriage license was issued and was notarized
by Ross Curran. The New York County Court Judge issued the waiver
of the 24 hour waiting rule meaning all the t’s were crossed and
i’s dotted.
The ceremony was short and sweet and to the point. They only need
agree before witnesses that they agreed to be husband and
wife.All during it Selena held Joe’s arm so tight he thought he
would lose circulation. When he uttered the words “You are now
man and wife in the eyes of New York State and the world.”, they
kissed and held each other looking into each others eyes.
“OK, I guess we will eave you two alone now.” Ross said stifling
a laugh as he herded the other 2 officials out.
Joe went quickly to thank them and then shake Curran’s hand for
his efforts.
“Is it customary for me to tip either one of them?” He asked.
“No, just the priest when you get married.” He said smiling. “You
don’t want to be accused of trying to pay off a judge, would
you?”
Joe laughed and said to tell them they would vote for them should
they ever run for an electable office. He hurried back to the
apartment and closed the door to be with his new wife.
She stood in the middle of the living room with a huge smile on
her face and when she caught sight of Joe she just put out her
arms. He went to her and hugged her until she simply said, “Let’s
go to bed.”
It was early in the evening, but armed with a bottle of champagne
and two glasses they went to the bedroom, stripped and slid
between the sheets. They sat up and toasted each other talking
about their futures and what they expected it to bring. They
paused to thank God for bringing the two of them together and
toasted a last time before lying down in each other’s arms. There
was no extra recreational sex that night, no oral play, no anal
play, just Joe inside of Selena with traditional sounds of love
making, the giggles, the squeals, the Ooo’s and Ahhs on into the
late night.
When they woke in the morning they both admitted they felt
different than any other morning they spent together. The night
before’s lovemaking was very special and would never be forgotten
as they hurried to prepare for their first day of marriage and
making their biggest step ever of their life together, securing
the homes where they would raise their children and spend the
rest of their days.
At eight o’clock Joe zoomed as much as traffic would bear to get
downtown for their 8:40 meeting with Gordon Phelan. He chose to
go straight down 7th Avenue as Selena sat and looked at him
intently, smiling each time he looked to her.
“Hi Husband.” She said for the 50th time on the trip while he
just shook his head chuckling and breathing easy because he was
sure to be on time now.
Meanwhile back at WSGG John Branniff was in the office earlier
than usual. While working at home he saw more action with the
corn futures that Selena pointed out on Monday. He had ideas but
wanted to get her input first. At 8:30 he buzzed Deneigh
impatiently.
“Miss Myersen, is Miss Hanson here yet?”
“No she had a personal meeting downtown with Mr. Johnson this
morning, I believe.” She answered.
“Are you sure? I thought she said it was Wednesday.” Branniff
said doubting her.
“I have the updated note here somewhere from Mr. Johnson.”
Deneigh said flipping through her book, “YES, here it is, Tuesday
Morning September 11th , 2001 at 8:40 a.m. with a Mr. Phelan at
Horizons Real Estate on the 80th floor at the World Trade Center.
I have a number here if it’s urgent.”
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