Flashback: Cousins, Part 8
by Mistress Diana
New Years Eve, 1999: San Francisco
It was the biggest party night of the Millennium. Literally. I
was dressed in a black, strapless evening gown and I was wearing a mask. Actually, everyone was. It was the event of events for the New Year - a
masquerade ball.
So there was I was in the
poshest hotel in the city surrounded by the best and brightest - minus one. Jake, in his undying love for his business, was
hunkered down in San Jose with his employees babysitting the business. He was convinced the Y2K bug was out to get him
and he wanted to be the one to squash it.
Naturally I was disappointed that I
couldn't spend the big night with my husband, but he was so insistent that he was needed. He persuaded me to go to the ball. And he promised that as soon as we could, we would
slip away to the Caymans for a much needed vacation.
There was no shortage of
people to accompany me to the party. Most of
the wives of couples I knew were being similarly abandoned.
We were all married to Software Giants who were more concerned with the
roll-over of the calendar than a silly party.
I was determined to have a
good time and dressed up in my very best and even had a limo pick me up. As we whisked through the streets of the city and
headed for the Bay Bridge, I reflected on my life as I think most people did at this very
important juncture.
Jake and I married in the fall
of 1993. He didn't see any reason for a long
courtship - he was 'madly and passionately' in love with me. I loved him as well - maybe not with the same
intensity, but I did love him and he made me happy. The
wedding was in Virginia and everyone was there - except Robert.
I was never quite sure why he
wasn't able to go, but I figured it was just as well.
I didn't go to his either. We
were both consumed with jealously.
Anyway, Jake and I honeymooned
in the Caribbean and became big fans of snorkeling. We
tried to get away at least once a year to do this. We
spent another year in New York and Jake decided to move his business to Silicon Valley. It was where the action was. I said I would go along with it as long as we
could live in Oakland Hills. He agreed and we
moved west.
I was able to transfer to my
company's San Francisco office with little difficulty and before I knew it we were settled
into a comfortable California life.
Things with Jake were, in a
word, calm. He was a hard worker and a loving
husband. I put my crazy days with Robert
behind me and concentrated on being a good wife. We
decided to forgo having children and just concentrate on our careers and each other.
Eight years slipped by and my
memories of Robert were largely tucked away. Very
rarely did I let myself remember what we did. When
I did, it usually got me horny then slightly depressed. I
only saw him once after I got married and it was during Thanksgiving. He didn't say much to me as Pamela was with him. It was about a year after Jake and I got married. Of course he looked great like he always did and I
had a hard time trying to concentrate on other conversations. Then after that he slipped away and I didn't hear
much about him.
It was so weird that after
being so madly in love with him, I didn't think of him often.
The limo pulled up in front of
the hotel and I walked into the lobby. The
place was buzzing with excitement and I was instantly swept up in it. A new Millennium!
I showed my invitation, grabbed a mask and made my way into the ballroom.
It was decorated in such a way
that it was grand and decadent at the same time. I
grabbed a glass of champagne from a tray and took in the sights and sounds before me.
The room was filled with
masked partygoers, but it looked like most people were able to find others that they knew. Little groups of three and four were clustered
around the bar and tables with food. A few
adventurous souls were dancing to mainly 80's music.
As the Police boomed over the sound system I felt a little pang of a memory
tucked away. I smiled wryly at the fact that
the 80's had made a comeback.
I was spotted by some of my
contemporaries and was pulled into an excited conversation about this one and that one. I drank a few glasses of champagne and felt the
buzz in the room elevate as the seconds ticked away towards midnight. I had to admit, it was pretty exciting.
I did miss Jake, though. He had called right before I left to say that he
would be home as soon as he was sure things were going to be ok. It would probably be morning before I saw him. As I told him I loved him, I could hear laughing
and the distinct sound of a beer opening. I
smiled as I thought they were probably going to have a good time and make the best of it.
I was getting a little tipsy,
but it didn't matter. I had a ride home and
besides - I was masked!
At five minutes to midnight,
the room reached a fever pitch. It had
already swung into 2000 in several time zones without any trouble and people felt hopeful
and excited. I moved to the edge of the room
to steady myself and get ready. For,
hopefully, the last time they played Prince's 1999 and I leaned back against the wall and
let a few more memories drift over me.
As the song wound down and
they began to count down the last minute of 1999, I was aware of someone staring intently
at me. I didn't think I knew him, but he was
masked and it was dark as they had shut down the lights.
There was something familiar about him, but I figured it was one of Jake's
software buddies who somehow managed to get out of babysitting.
I diverted my attention when I
heard: "10-9-8-7-6-5-4-3-2-1!!!!!!!!!"
Suddenly the room was flooded
with balloons and confetti. Everyone was
hugging and kissing each other. I was wishing
Jake was there when I felt two hands grasp my arms. I
looked to see who it was but before I knew what was going on, a pair of lips was pressing
hard against mine in a kiss that left me breathless.
When at last he pulled away I
was too stunned for words. The mask was now
off and it was Robert.
Time suddenly stood still then
began to reverse. My first (and only?) love
stood there before me with such a look of longing on his face. I forgot where I was and threw my arms around him
and hugged him tightly. The years melted away
and we together again.
Every once in a while I would
fantasize about meeting him and what we would do. I
always thought it would be strained and subdued since we had not seen each other in a
while. But what was going on in that packed
room exceeded my expectations. As we embraced
so did a hundreds of others. Although most
were celebrating the fact they had made it to
the new Millennium, Robert and I were erasing the years that had separated us.
He held on to me tightly. At that moment I forgot about everything else and
concentrated on his arms around me and his hard body pressed against me. I felt his mouth move to my ear and his voice told
me how much he had missed me. A few tears
came to my eyes.
"Let's go someplace a
little more private. I have to see you and
hear you," he murmured.
I broke away from him and led
him away to a deserted corridor. We sat in a
love seat and faced each other. At last I
pulled my mask off and smiled at him.
"God, you're beautiful,
Beth," he croaked.
I blushed like I used to and
looked down at his hands. Suddenly I noticed
he had no wedding band on. I looked up at his
face.
"Pamela," was all I
said.
"Divorced me three years
ago," he said.
"Oh my god, I didn't even
know! I'm so sorry!"
He shrugged.
"It was bound to happen,
but I don't want to talk about it right now."
I nodded and looked into his
blue eyes. He smiled again and that boyish
charm returned. He looked great - his blond
hair was a little longer and brushed back from his face.
My eyes wandered over his body and saw that he was still taking care of it. Again, the memories came rushing back.
"I can't believe we ran
into each other here," I said finally. "How
did you come to be here?"
"Well, after the divorce
I moved back to Pasadena and got a teaching job at Caltech.
It was the best thing I ever did. I
love it there."
I smiled at him knowing how
much academia agreed with him.
"One of my friends from
the university invited me up to the Bay Area when he found out I was going to spend New
Year's alone. I think he felt sorry for
me." He laughed and went on: "He told me that the Who's Who of San
Francisco would be at this ball and it would be fun to go.
He has friends in high places, I guess."
He looked at me and his face
got serious.
"I know about your
husband - he's pretty well known at Caltech. I
figured he would be here along with you and I wanted to catch a glimpse."
I said nothing and instead
looked at him.
"So I went in here and
picked you out right away, but I haven't seen your husband."
"He's working -
Y2K," I said in a small voice. I was
feeling like I needed some air all of a sudden.
"Oh right, of
course."
"So you were checking me
out all evening?" I asked.
"Yes. I was afraid to approach you. I had no idea how it would go."
I finally raised my eyes to
look at him. His hands squeezed mine.
"Beth, I never stopped
loving you after all these years. A million
times I wanted to contact you, but I figured you were too busy with your life. I didn't want to bring up old...memories."
"That was probably a wise
idea," I said. "I've been happily
married these last 6 years."
"I know - I kept up with
you through my mother." He paused. "You must be very happy."
"I am," I admitted. "It's a good life out here."
I was still buzzing from the
champagne and the effects of being kissed by him. It
started to stir an old yearning inside me. I
tried to push it down, but it was persistent. I
realized our hands were still tightly clasped. Then,
without warning, the tears came flooding out.
"Beth...what's
wrong?" he asked, concerned.
"I - I don't know. It's just-"
And then I slumped as big sobs came out of me.
I felt his arms go around to
hug me close to him. It was a comforting
embrace and I was grateful for it. So many
memories and emotions that had been locked away were released and I couldn't hold back any
more. I cried on his shoulder as if the world
had suddenly ended. His hand rubbed my back
and he whispered over and over that it was ok.
"I've missed you so
much," I said between sobs. "I
never realized it until now."
"I'm right here, my love. I've never been far away."
He held me until I calmed
down. At last I pulled away and I pulled some
tissues from my purse and wiped my eyes.
"I'm sorry, I don't know
what came over me," I murmured.
"It's ok - I totally
understand how you feel."
"I think I'm going to go
home now," I said, feeling very tired.
"Do you need a ride or
something?" he asked as we stood up.
"No, I have a limo. I just need to call him."
I reached in my purse for my
cell phone and dialed the number. After I
hung up, I wiped my eyes again and looked at him.
"It was good to see you
again, Robert," I said.
He looked a little
heart-broken, but I needed to go home. I was
afraid of what might happen, but I gave him my card anyway.
"Give me a call or an
email any time," I said. "Jake and
I would love to take you to dinner if you're up this way again."
I heard myself saying those
words and it sounded so formal - so forced. He
took the card and put it away.
"I'll be in touch. I promise."
He pulled me close and kissed
my cheek.
"Happy New Year,
Beth."
And then he was gone back down
the hall and into the party.
June 2000: San Francisco
By the summer the honeymoon was over
and the software industry was taking a big dive. Jake's
company was struggling and he was determined to keep it afloat. It put a tremendous strain on us. He was on the road constantly trying to get more
funding and win clients. When he was home, he
was moody and depressed. I tried my best to
soothe him, but he wasn't haven't any of it. I
began to just leave him alone and spend my nights on the Internet doing work. The advertising business was still thriving and I
always had plenty to do.
The first email from Robert
came one night while I was reading the financial news online. Jake was in Phoenix on business and I was pretty
bored. As soon as I saw his name come up, my
heart skipped a beat. I double-clicked on the
subject line and his words appeared on my screen.
Hi cousin:
Sorry I didn't write sooner - I lose
track of time when the semester is going on. It was really great to see
you on New Year's. You looked great as always. We heard at Caltech that things
aren't going so well with Jake's company. I hope things turn around for you.
Let me know if I can do anything. Keep in touch...
-Robert
I read it again and hesitated
a bit before I clicked 'Reply'.
Robert - Yes, things are not so good,
but Jake is determined to pull through this. He's in Phoenix right now trying to
land a large client. I hope it turns out ok - he's been a bit edgy.
Glad to have seen you
too. Thanks for thinking of me.
Beth
I sent it and went to get a
glass of wine. When I came back, my email
icon was flashing. Apparently he was online
and got my message right away. I opened it
and got a very brief message which made my heart flutter:
Are you alone right now?
My screen name is bb64
I went to my instant message
program and looked at my very short list of contacts.
Before I knew it, I had added his name to it and there he was on my screen.
adwiz: yes, i'm alone...bb64?
bb64: bridge builder
adwiz: ohhh..hahaha
bb64: i miss you
adwiz: i miss you too...
bb64: i haven't been able to get you out of my mind since new
year's
adwiz: i thought you were involved in
your semester?
bb64: i lied
adwiz: oh.
bb64: i wish i was there right now holding you close
I sighed and looked at those
words for a minute before responding.
adwiz: i have to admit, i wish
u were here too
bb64: god, you are so sexy...
adwiz: *blush*
bb64: i love it when you blush
adwiz: you always seem to do it to me!
bb64: but i like making u cum even more
adwiz: now i'm blushing even more!
I had to laugh. I had never flirted via the Internet before. Leave it to Robert...
bb64: what are you wearing?
adwiz: are you serious??? you sound like some high school kid!
bb64: maybe i am ;)
adwiz: hehehehe
bb64: so....
adwiz: so?
bb64: what are you wearing?
adwiz: a pair of shorts and my sports bra - i was working out earlier
bb64: mmmmm...get all sweaty?
adwiz: of course
bb64: would u do something for me?
adwiz: what?
bb64: pinch your nipple.
A shudder went through me just
then. He was the same old Robert again, just
the way of communication changed. I reached
up and pinched my nipple through the fabric of my bra and shuddered again.
bb64: did u do it?
adwiz: yes...
bb64: make them hard for me...pretend i'm sucking them
I leaned back in my chair and
rubbed my nipples through the bra, but there was too much material. I unhooked it and freed my tightly bound breasts. My nipples responded to the air and began to
harden. I pulled on them and remembered how
he used to suck and bite them. I shivered.
and I couldn't believe what I was doing.
bb64: they're hard now, aren't they?
adwiz: yes.
bb64: good...now touch your pussy
I reached down and slid my
hand in my shorts and my phone rang.
adwiz: shit! phone
bb64: ok...
I grabbed my cell phone and
saw that it was Jake.
"Hi, honey," I said,
trying to compose myself.
"Hi - did I catch you in
the middle of something?"
"Oh, just finished
working out - a little short of breath."
I felt terrible lying.
"Well, I thought I'd just check
in," he said.
"How's it going?"
He let out a deep sigh. "Not good.
We haven't been named vendor of choice and I'm not sure we will."
"Oh, I'm sorry,
sweetie..."
"I'll figure something
out. Anyways, I'm not going to be home until
Friday."
It was only Monday.
"That sucks," I said
sullenly.
"I know, but I'll be home
by noon. Maybe we can drive up the coast for
the weekend."
"Ok, that sounds good. Hurry home!"
"I will," and he
hung up.
I sighed and put the phone
down and looked at my screen.
adwiz: ok, I'm back - it was Jake
bb64: everything ok?
adwiz: no, I think they are going to lose this sale
bb64: sorry to hear that
adwiz: and he won't be home until Friday
There was nothing from him for
the next couple of minutes.
adwiz: still there?
bb64: yeah, just thinking that i may need to go to SF soon
adwiz: why is that? business?
bb64: yeah, there is a pussy that needs satisfying
I blushed deeply and realized my bra
was still open and my pussy was a little moist.
adwiz: you're bad, you know that?
bb64: bad to bone
bb64: but serious
adwiz: i don't think...
bb64: why not? you scared?
adwiz: well i am married in case you forgot
bb64: that never stopped you when I was married
He had a point. I felt a wave of excitement wash over me at the
prospect of seeing him again. He had begun
to excite me all over again.
adwiz: so you want to come up here?
bb64: yes.
adwiz: when?
bb64: is tomorrow too soon?
adwiz: i have to work
bb64: don't go in
adwiz: but i have to...
bb64: no you don't. my semester is done and i need a
vacation
adwiz: i'll have to check my schedule
bb64: Beth - I want to come up there and fuck you silly...fuck
the schedule
My face turned a deep red when
he typed that.
bb65: and I'll get a hotel so we can be discreet
adwiz: um, ok...
bb64: having second thoughts?
I took a deep breath and said:
fuck it.
adwiz: no - get your sexy ass up here
bb64: that's my cousin - let me give you my cell phone number...
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