Anthony Giaccana (c) LdyJessika® Copyright 2006, 2009,
for always being there when I need you - then, and now, Love
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past the sign that said “Private Road – No trespassing” she drove up
to the gate looming across the beginning of his driveway, in Westchester,
didn’t even know she’d flown in from California. She hadn’t had any reason to tell him, since she’d no
intention of seeing him. It
had been peaceful without him in California, where she’d moved and
they’d only spoken by phone. Actually,
although it had been peaceful for years in California, they continued to
disagree and argue by telephone. Now,
sitting at his gate she wondered why she drove from Manhattan to
Westchester, when she could have called him on the phone - he’d never
know she wasn’t calling from of California.
for the gate phone to call his house she picked up the receiver, but then
quickly replaced it. It had
been a long time since she’d had to be in New York.
She’d always had someone else take the meetings in New York.
This time she had to personally be in charge of the meeting - she
had no alternative but to attend. It
was bad enough she had to have a meeting in Manhattan but then she decided
to drive to Westchester. She’d
called a friend in Westchester that she kept in touch with, to meet for
coffee. She’d met her
friend for a few hours and after coffee told herself that she’d drive
straight back to Manhattan. Instead,
she drove the opposite direction to his house, as if pulled there by a
force. Laughing she thought
of the line from a movie, “You will return to the dark side, the force
had been a few years, yet sitting at his gate nothing seemed different.
When she’d left the last time, they’d made a promise not to
contact each other, yet every weekend one of them telephoned the other.
Even though they spoke, at times on the phone, it ended in an
argument of some type. It seemed to her as if they couldn’t even decide what that
they should discuss. It
always seems during the conversation that something was missing.
felt she was always out of reach of feeling complete. Something seemed to be missing, since she moved to California
and although happy it didn’t feel it was where she needed to be.
It felt like she was always planning, scheduling, thinking, then
more planning and more scheduling. Always
for business reasons, or some reason that it needed to get done.
Always others were put before her own needs and wants. It was if she couldn’t the find the formula within her for
relaxing and letting go. She
craved relaxation but never could do it.
It was a need that even in her sleep she craved it without knowing
what it was. She’d wake
every morning not feeling rested… her first thoughts being, how could
she keep doing everything. Lying
in bed she’d think to herself, “I can’t do this anymore.”
But, every day she’d put on her makeup and walk out the door to a
working day. Every day
she’d be so in control that she’d feel angry most of the day, but
didn’t know at what. Then
at home she’d be depressed and go through the evening, until she fell
into her usual fitful sleep…waking and watching the clock, for when it
was time to get up and start all over.
late at night, sitting in the car in front of his home she felt this was
also wrong - but for the moment she’d no other idea what to do other
then sit there and stare at the phone.
All she knew was that she felt like she’d been in constant motion
and for a moment she could be still.
Her hands were gripping the steering wheel, while conflict
raced through her mind of what to do next, where to go, and when to do it?
deep, calming voice shocked her out of her thoughts, “Are you sitting in
my driveway, gripping that steering wheel, for any reason I should know
didn’t see him walk up from the road and stuttered, “Hi, I was passing
by, and I’m not sure why - but I stopped and was about to call on the
phone, to see if you were home.”
smiled, “Yes, many people fly in from California, then drive to
Westchester, and then down a road marked Private, by accident - just
smiled, “Okay, I wanted to drive down the road but wasn’t sure what
I’d do when I got to the end. I
guess I’ll just drive back the way I came.”
through the car window he put his hand on the steering wheel, “Well,
since you’re already at my gate how about driving me the next five miles
up the drive, because I’m tired of walking.”
was a pivot moment, she knew so well in business – her next action would
turn the outcome. Her next
action would change the rest of the meeting, one way or the other. The choice was hers. Sighing,
she closed her eyes for a moment sitting and thinking – tired of always
making the choice. Then like
a calming warm wind his voice said, “Move over, I’ll drive up, and
then you can drive back down.” He
didn’t ask her if it was okay that he drove the car…he didn’t ask
her if she wanted to drive back down.
All she had to do for the next moment was move over - she did so,
without wanting to think about if she should.
silence they drove through the dark night, down the dirt road, to his
home. He drove directly into
the garage using the garage door opener he kept in his coat pocket.
Closing the garage door he turned to her, “Still like your
low-calorie Hot Chocolate? You
got me hooked on it years ago, and I buy boxes of the damn stuff!”
smiled, “Yes, I still love it.”
was already getting out of the car, with her car keys still in his hand,
“Good, then I’ll make us some. Then
you can drive back down the road.”
He started walking toward the door, not even looking back to see if
she’d decided to follow him.
the door he turned toward her - she was getting out of the car.
He waited until she caught up with him and then he held out her car
keys to her. As she went to
take them, he smiled and quietly said, “Nah, I’m keeping them until
after the Hot Chocolate,” Then, putting them back in his pocket he went
to the door. Opening the door he stepped aside to let her walk past him
and they entered the house. He
saw her slightly tense, when she heard the door close and the bolt lock in
place. She turned toward him
as he turned on the lights. He
smiled and said, “Before you ask if anyone else is living here, the
answer is no.”
answered, “I wasn’t going to ask anything, nor do I care about
anything. I think after the
hot chocolate I’ll need my keys.”
laughed, “You think too much, too fast, and I disagree with your after
the hot chocolate theory, of what you’ll need.
I don’t think it will be your keys.”
knowing why the anger began within her she knew her voice sounded
strained, “Great, and just what do you think I’ll need?
You? That I’m back
here to be controlled and told what to do?
To beg you for it?”
was surprised by the anger in her tone.
Noticing the dark circles under her eyes from not sleeping he kept
his tone soft and comforting, “Jessy, I don’t know what you want, or
what you need. I do know that
you’re in Westchester NY, when you could have stayed in Manhattan.
I do know that you need to be here, at least for a hot chocolate,
so let’s leave it at that. In
all honesty that’s all I know.”
followed him into the den and in a moment he had a fire lit and warmth
flowed over the room. The
room seemed familiar, but very different.
Gazing around she noticed many familiar things, but many things
were new and different. The
dark black leather furniture was gone, replaced by a large earth toned
fabric couch, with large, soft cushions.
The tile floor was now only by the fireplace and a thick soft rug
covered the floor. A
wall that used to hold chains and whips of various types now had a large
bookcase against it. Standing there gazing around the room she didn’t
notice him watching her reactions to it.
you sit and I’ll be right back.”
down and watching the flames playing among the logs she started to relax,
but kept looking at her watch to keep track of the time. In a moment she heard the door open and Anthony walked in
with two steaming cups of hot chocolate, complete with marshmallows.
He sat down and removing the blanket from the back of the couch
placed it over her legs. He
smiled as she automatically pulled it higher to snuggle into it.
They drank the hot chocolate in silence and when she was done he
took the mugs and put them on the floor next to the couch.
“Relax, for a while, just lean back and relax.
You know where the door is.”
He took her keys out of his pocket and placed them on the table in
front of her along with the garage door opener.
“You can leave here whenever you feel you need to.
But, for now, I’d like you to sit here with me.
stared at him and couldn’t remember when he’d ever asked if anything
was okay. She thought that
maybe this was a new way to try and manipulate her.
She thought that now would be the best time to leave, before she
got caught in whatever game he was starting to play.
“Okay, for a few minutes and then I’ll get back to Manhattan,
before it gets too late.”
at her he said, “It was too late when you moved over and let me in the
bristled, “What the hell is that suppose to mean? What was too late? Know
what? I should’ve never
been stupid, and driven up here. Know
what? I’m just going to get
the fuck out of here, now. I
hate these fucking word games.”
moved quicker then she realized he could move.
Before she could throw the blanket off of her, he’d pushed her
down onto the couch, holding her still.
He could feel the tense anger coursing through her body. He looked at the exhaustion in her eyes that she’d never
admit to and he said, “Stop. Jessika,
for one time in your life, stop thinking and instead rest. All I meant by saying that it was to late was that in the car
when you moved over, I was glad. It
meant that in the car when you moved over, I thought that, for a while, I
can be with you. It meant
that it was too late for me. For
me it was too late, not you. If
you walk out now, it will bother me.
It will bother me a hell of a lot – just, for a while, be with me
without all the fucking games we always get ourselves into.
Okay? This isn’t a
new type of game. Jessika,
look around you. Things
change – even people. I may
not have changed a lot, but on some things maybe I’ve just mellowed with
moving she relaxed and he rolled off her to his side pulling her against
him. She’d never
realized how large the couch was until she felt herself and him full
length on it without the chance of her falling off.
For a moment she thought that it would figure that he’d make sure
he bought a couch that could fit two people lying down on it.
She looked at him and her voice was low, “I don’t know why I
came here.” She could feel
his hand gently stroking her arm, as they were lying on their sides facing
each other. She was surprised
by his answer.
not sure why you came here, either. As
I said, all I know is that you’re here.
I’m not going to lie to you and pretend that I don’t want to
feel you naked against me. But
what I want will need to be the same as what you want – not what I want
and you put up with. Don’t
worry about why you’re here.” She
felt him pull her closer and she rested her head on his chest.
slipped by…the room was colder…the fire was slowly turning to embers
when he woke her up. “Jessika
- I have to put more logs on the fire.”
She was surprised she’d fallen asleep, “I’m sorry, Anthony. I didn’t realize I fell asleep!
Great company I turn out to be!
You don’t see me for two years and I visit and fall asleep.”
She watched him put the logs on the fire and in a moment the room was warm with a soft glow from the flames. Her eyes followed his movements as he walked around the room before he came back and stood in front of the couch gazing down at her. Not saying a word he pulled off his sweater and sat down next to her. She started to sit up but turning he said to her, “I still can’t sleep in all of these but you stay snuggled under the covers.” She watched as he slid off his black jeans. Smiling she wondered if he ever started to buy blue ones, or brown ones, or he still only bought black jeans. Then she smiled when she saw that he wasn’t wearing bikini, or string underwear but white jockey shorts. He saw her grin and he laughed, “Well, I was out hiking and didn’t expect a visitor or I’d worn something sexier. Give a guy a break!” She laughed and without thinking picked up the end of the blanket, for him to get under. She felt his body fill the space and it immediately seemed warmer…more relaxing.
felt herself wrapped in his arms and leaned against him.
Then, as always, she started thinking what should she do next –
run her hand downward on his leg. Should
she get up and take off her clothes…did she even want to remove her
clothes? And if she did would he think she was trying to send him a
signal? And, was she trying
to send him a signal? All
that flashed in a second through her mind and the conflict within her
started. She was about to say something but then felt him hug her
tighter and say, “Can you sleep here with me tonight, or do you have a
meeting early tomorrow morning? And,
I did mean s-l-e-e-p not s-e-x, incase you’re going through your old
what does he really mean?”
laughed and closing her eyes whispered, “I’ll fall asleep faster then
you.” She didn’t
know that after she fell asleep he stayed up gazing down at her, while
holding her safely in his arms.
seemed like she’d just closed her eyes, when she felt him kissing her
shoulder and she laughed, “Did you also rule out kissing, last night,
when you were spelling?” She
liked his voice – it was always a deep baritone, “I’d never rule out
kissing you. It’s an open
invitation, at any time.” Gazing
at him for a moment she then leaned forward meeting him half way - they
embraced in a slow kiss. He
pulled back and smiled, “I’ll be upfront with you.
I’m not sure I’d want to stop at kissing, so let’s go very
at him and tracing a finger over his lips she whispered, “I’ll be more
upfront. I don’t want to
stop, so let’s speed-up.”
grinned, “I’m not going to top that one!
Your upfront definitely wins over my upfront.”
kissed him and at that moment her cell phone began to chime with jingle
bells. He laughed, “Oh
shit! That sure can ruin a
moment – jingle bells for a cell phone ring?”
Pulling the cell phone quickly out of her pocket and answering it,
she learned her meeting was moved up and was in three hours.
She had to drive back, still finish her presentation, and get
ready. Conflict raced
through her and she looked at him, “My meeting is in three hours!”
laughed, “Well, we can go marathon and try to do it in ten minutes, or
less. We can forget it and
shake hands and I’ll see you, if you ever drive by Westchester again, by
accident. Or, you can promise
me that tonight you’ll come back here and be with me?”
smiled, “Okay, ten minutes now, and then I’ll come back here tonight,
was shocked but laughed, “Crap – get off the damn couch - strip fast -
pick a position.” She
watched him quickly strip off his shorts and by the time she’d taken off
her clothes he was hard.
“Anthony, I can’t think which position I want.”
stared at her a moment then said, “Crap – just bend over!”
He turned her toward the couch, made sure she was ready, and
quickly slid into her without any other foreplay.
He was glad when she pushed back - maybe since there wasn’t time
for her to to think about what they were doing, they just went at it.
No talking…no thinking. He
gazed down at her ass…his hands firmly gripping her waist.
Feeling her body relaxing and needing more he pulled her back onto
his cock. He heard her low
whimper and he automatically responded, pumping harder and faster into
her. Watching the time
he finally felt her stiffen and tighten on his cock, while she reached her
orgasm. Wanting to ram into
her harder he realized there wasn’t any time left - he let himself go
full into her. It was one of
the best orgasms he’d had…or maybe it was because he was finally fully
fucking whom he’d wanted to for so long.
Without any relaxing he pulled his cock out of her and said,
“We’re late by two minutes!”
she quickly got dressed and raced to the car.
He was standing at the door watching her get into the car.
She smiled and then her voice sounded odd when she asked, “Are
you sure you want me to return later?
I’m not interfering with anything?”
at her he shook his head and smiled, “No, Jessika, you aren’t
interfering with anything. Yes,
I want you to return. Are you
heard her yell yes, as she gunned the car out of his garage and drove
away. Heading back in for
coffee he called her cell phone, “Jessika?
Were you really here, and I didn’t imagine all that, right?”
liked the sound of her laughter, “If you were having a hallucination I
was having the same one. You
seem like you’ve changed and I like the living room, with the bookcase,
rather then all the other things that used to be there – but they were
okay too. I don’t mean I never liked them.”
cut her off before she went into babbling, “I know what you mean.
I like the living room the way it is now, see you later, whenever
you can leave your meeting - come to my place.”
up the phone he went back to make sure the fire was out.
walking over to the bookcase he flipped a switch - it opened to a
was difficult for Jessika to concentrate on the meeting.
The usual conflicting emotions kept intruding into her thoughts.
Should she have agreed to ten minutes?
Did that make her seem forward?
Needy? Sure of herself? Did
she look fat? Should she
finish the meeting and head for Kennedy Airport, rather then drive back to
where it had all started.
She knew the meeting was successful and she’d done everything
perfectly – business was easy to her – it was automatic.
The meeting felt like it only had taken an hour rather then six
hours. Then, the
meeting participants were shaking hands, smiling, signing contracts.
It was over – flying all the way from California and in six hours
everything was done and she could leave New York for home.
They all agreed to follow up in e-mails and left the meeting room.
back in her hotel room she kept looking at the phone, knowing she should
call United Airlines for an earlier flight to California. Knowing it was the wrong decision to drive back to
Westchester, she took a long hot shower to think - it was getting later
and later. Looking at
the clock she saw it was well past midnight.
Finally, taking her cell phone she turned it on to see if there
were any messages and then dialed his number.
She noted that he sounded like she woke him up.
Anthony, I’m done with all of the meetings.”
good, Jessy. I trust that
everything must have gone well.”
“Actually, it went perfect and all the contracts are signed and all the agents are really, really, satisfied. It was very mutually beneficial to everyone and I’m really glad that it’s over.”
that’s good, Jessy.”
silence went on and on and she knew he was waiting for her to say
something, but every time she went to say something her mind seemed to
freeze on anything other then sitting there.
Are you sitting there gripping the phone for any reason I should
smiled since that was almost the same sentence he said when he found her
at his gate and she answered, “I’m passing by?”
Jessy, you are and how about a nice hot cup of that hot chocolate you have
me so hooked on?”
that sounds good – I’ll be there in about 45 minutes?”
you get here will be fine. It’s
late so I’ll be upstairs – same way as always.
Up the stairs – but I’ve changed rooms - all the way at the end
of the hall. Tonight I’ll
beat you to sleep. Wake me up
when you get here.”
up the phone she quickly put clothes in an overnight bag and drove to
Westchester. Not many
thoughts were on her mind, until she parked in his garage and entered the
house. Old feelings
came rushing back as if the house had all her secrets and were whispering
them to her. He’d
left the nightlights on for her, that she’d always needed.
He had disliked lights on at night and she was afraid of the dark. She smiled thinking how he could walk in the dark and
not bump into anything, while she had always bumped into tables, chairs,
anything. He finally
had to agree with her that the dark was not the best way, for her, to walk
around his house. He
installed a nightlight in every outlet and they had turned on
automatically when it was dark.
stairs seemed longer to climb then she’d remembered and as she quietly
walked down the hall she stopped at his bedroom door. She touched the knob
and stood there thinking of the past.
Should she bring it all back?
She never really asked him if he thought she still looked okay.
Actually, now that she thought about it, he didn’t say anything
about how she looked. Maybe
he didn’t like how she looked but didn’t want to say anything. Thoughts and more thoughts kept her still – she hardly
noticed when her hand was turning the knob, or the knob had turned in her
hand and he was standing there smiling, “Jessika, are you standing in my
hall, gripping the doorknob, for any reason I should know of?”
she answered, “Passing by?”
liked his smile as he stepped back and she entered into the room.
She walked to the middle and gazed around until her gaze met his.
He’d already gotten into bed and he was watching her…he lifted
the cover and patted the pillow, “Bathroom is that door over there.
Hot cocoa is right here on your nightstand when you get into bed.
And yes, I still sleep stark ass naked so I have nothing on.
Let me guess – you still sleep in a t-shirt with a picture of a
bunny on it?”
walked to the bathroom and grinned as she closed the door answering him,
“HA, smart ass – it isn’t a bunny.
It’s two bunnies, so you don’t know everything!”
She heard him laugh as she closed the door.
few minutes later opening the door she noticed the lamp on her side was
turned down very low, but still on. Slipping
into the bed she sat up and drank her hot chocolate. She watched as he slept and when she was done with the hot
chocolate and snuggled under the covers, whispered, “Anthony, are you
Jessika, I’m not and haven’t been, but thought I’d let you relax.”
turned toward her and smiled, “You okay being here? Want to move over toward me?
Want to just go to sleep? Or,
want to finish what we started this afternoon without rushing?
AND, before you answer I’ll let you know I really hope you pick
the last option.”
do? Are you sure?
I’m not as thin as I was, when I lived here.”
didn’t mean to mention the words about living there. She saw an odd expression in his eyes and he looked away for
a moment and then back directly into her eyes, “Jessika, either decide
you want to fuck me, or sleep. I’m
not exactly the same as when you were last here, either.
We all change. My hair
has more gray in it. And, you
look fine in clothes, or naked. Remember,
I had your ass in my hands this afternoon?
I can assure you that it’s quite a nice ass.
Yes, Jessika, you look fine.
Now, I have this hard on and really want to fuck you.
didn’t wait for her to answer but pulled her to him, kissing her lips
lightly until he felt her relaxing into his kiss.
Once her fingers started to play through his hair he parted her
lips and his tongue took possession over hers.
He felt her body melting into his, but he kept his still, only
working his tongue lightly then demanding…bringing her at her own pace
to wanting more and more of him.
When he felt her hands pulling him tighter into kissing her mouth,
he kissed her harder…longer…letting her control the demanding. He finally slowed down and kissed her lips and then her
cheek…kissed her ear where he whispered, “Jessika, I need this with
you. I want to be in you.”
heard her whisper his name and his hand slid down to her breast.
His fingers played with her nipple and as it hardened to his
touch…lightly he pinched it. Need coursed through his body and the want to possess
and own. Holding all his
feelings at bay he licked and sucked on her nipple until he felt her
trying to move her leg under his. He
smiled to himself and lifted his body pulling her under him.
He felt her open her legs so that his hard cock nestled between
them, right where she needed it.
But, he wasn’t ready to give her what she wanted.
She could wait – she moved to California – now she could wait
must have felt him when he had that thought because she whispered,
“Anthony, I need to be with you.”
knew his voice sounded harsher then he meant it but she didn’t notice
it, “Yes, Jessika you’ve always needed me.”
teeth gently but tightly bit down on her nipple and she whimpered.
He licked and sucked on it harder making it swollen and red.
Glancing down at it he smiled when it was swollen and hard and
continued torturing the tip by sucking…licking…biting at it.
Her whimpers made him move on but he knew he’d done enough for
her nipples to be throbbing and even tomorrow they’d be sore and
cock was pushing against her…sliding up and down between her pussy lips
but not pushing inside her. He
could feel her moving her hips trying to get him at the angle to get him
inside of her. He
wanted to ask her if she was his bitch and needed it but he remembered her
outburst about not begging for it.
So, he leaned back and made her look into his eyes.
Her hands were flat against his chest.
His were on either side of her body…he was poised…ready to ram
his cock into her. He
moved slightly so the head of his cock slid a fraction opening
was staring at him, not saying anything. He knew she was getting confused, if she was supposed
to ask for it, or he wouldn’t do it.
Smiling down at her he said, “Jessika, I need it.
I want to ram this cock into your pussy…that hot…wet…pussy
that’s sucking me deeper into it. I
need it…I need you to say it’s okay…it’s okay, baby, right?”
was surprised by her answer inflaming his body to the heights of lust and
passion when she said, “I need to be your bitch.”
knew he groaned, “You’re my bitch…always and forever my bitch!”
it was like the storm finally burst from years of waiting.
His rock-hard cock rammed in and out so fast he felt her wrap her
legs around his waist to keep from sliding on the bed.
Her arms were wrapped around his neck…her body pinned beneath
him. He was so deep he
could feel his balls against her. Driving into her over and over he didn’t want to stop but
felt her tiring. He
whispered, “Almost, baby…it feels too good to stop but get ready.”
Then he rode her until he felt her pussy clamp so tightly on him
that his cock shot streams of cum - his body exploded in a frenzy of
movement and release. He
was still pulsating within her…his weight fully on top of her.
He felt her hands rubbing over her back…massaging the back of his
neck. He heard her sigh and
whisper, “That was wonderful, Anthony.
I’ve missed you so much.”
kissed her lips and pulled out of her…rolling onto his side but still
looking at her, “Jessika, it was beyond wonderful.”
He pulled her against his side knowing he didn’t say anything
about missing her or acknowledging that she’d said that. Her cheek was against his chest and his hands were
stroking her hair when she whispered, “Anthony?”
He knew what was next. This
is where if he answered wrong the fights would start.
He knew she was waiting…waiting.
He heard her whisper and her voice sounded so low and scared,
“Uh, Anthony? Are you very
sure it was okay?”
lifted her chin so she was looking at him, “Listen carefully to me.
Are you listening? I’m only going to go through this once.”
He felt her stiffen but pulled her tighter to him, “I’ve
already said it was beyond great. I’ve heard you say you missed me. I needed to think about that for a few minutes and that’s
why I didn’t answer. Jessika,
you know I don’t like to say things.
It isn’t me, but I’ve missed the living hell out of you, every
day, since you moved. Now,
was that enough for you to fall asleep?”
smile was the happiest he’d seen since she’d shown up at his gate.
He kissed her nose, “Now go to sleep and don’t push your luck,
He felt her snuggle in and in a moment he felt her relaxing into a deep sleep. Looking down at her he held her tightly to him and knew he didn’t want to let her go again. She didn’t hear him whisper, “You’re my bitch and in a day or two you’ll beg for it, just like you used to.” Then he chuckled, and thought to himself that maybe he’d be the one begging for it. He’d deal with it all tomorrow - for now he had her in his home.
Chapter 3 - Morning isn’t all that it’s suppose to be
Opening her eyes she
rolled toward the center of the bed then quickly sat up.
Staring around the bedroom, still not fully awake, it didn’t look
at all familiar. Sitting
there she groaned, “Oh, crap! What
the hell did I do?” Falling
backward on the bed she pulled the pillow over her face - his cologne
scent was on the pillow, and images of last night flooded back to her.
Groaning into the pillow, she moaned out loud
“OH CRAP! What the
hell am I doing here?”
felt the weight of someone sit on the bed and heard his deep laugh, “Are
you suffocating yourself under my pillow, for any reason I should know
of?” She felt him try and
remove the pillow but she gripped it tighter.
Please, remove the pillow. If
you suffocate under there, I’d have a devil of a time explaining you did
it because you didn’t want to face the morning.”
finally let him pull the pillow from her arms, but then she pulled the
covers over her head, “Anthony, I can’t believe I’m in New York!”
felt him tugging at the covers but she had a tight grip on them,
“Jessika, you can believe very well that you’re in New York.
I think what you are having a difficult time believing is that you
wanted me so badly that you waited at my driveway gate, until I’d see
threw the cover off her face so quickly that she nearly knocked him in the
head. Sitting up she glared
at him ready to say something when she saw him grinning, “There, Jessika,
I figured that would get you out from under the covers.”
Quickly wrapping her in his arms he kissed her on the head, “Knew
that would get you out from under the covers.
How about going for a hike? I’ll
bring coffee and we can go have it by the pond?”
Not waiting for her answer he got up, “I’ll go get the coffee
and meet you out back?” At
the door he turned to look at her and she was swinging her legs off the
bed as she said, “I’m not much on hiking, but a slow walk would be
was working in a backyard garden when Jessika finally walked out of the
house, “Kind of still chilly, isn’t it?”
he answered, “This isn’t California, but grab a jacket off that bench.
I brought that one out here for you to wear.”
back to her to catch up with him, he started out down the path, “Come
on, California make you soft? You
probably can’t keep up anymore.”
a moment she was by his side walking comfortably since he was keeping his
stride to hers. She realized
she missed the fall weather with the air was crisp in the mornings.
Walking and looking at the trees slowly starting to change to fall
color was beautiful. She
turned toward him, “The trees always look beautiful when they change
seasons. That’s one of the
things I miss the most about the east coast is the turning of the
were at the pond where he threw down the backpack and pulled out a
blanket. Placing it on the
ground in a sunny area he sat down and poured two hot cups of coffee from
a thermos. Sitting with his
legs stretched out in front of him he watched her.
He watched as she looked into the pond and smiled when she saw the
Koi that she had placed there years ago.
Turning to him she smiled, “Why the mesh over the pond?”
if you want them to be supper for a Raccoon I can remove it but it keeps
them safe and the leaves out. I’m
moving them next weekend up to the house where it’s safer.
When it gets too cold they come and live in the house.
In the basement I have a tank they stay in, nice and cozy and not
down next to him, taking the coffee she asked, “Why do you do so much
for the fish? You never even
laughed, “True, but that doesn’t mean I want them to be eaten.
They became my responsibility, I had no choice – want them
shipped to California?”
she answered no, that she only had a small studio apartment and no place
for fish. “I’m
lucky I have a place for my clothes, much less my fish.
I think they’re living better here then I could do in an
apartment. Half my
closet I have to use for my computer - inding a place for a fish tank is
out!” She was smiling until
she realized he was gazing at her with an odd expression, so she said,
Jessika, just enjoying sitting here.”
grinned, “No, you were thinking! I
can always tell when you’re thinking, but aren’t going to say what
you’re thinking. So, what
is it? I want to know.”
but remember that you asked. I
want to now why did you tire of the lifestyle we had and why didn’t you
tell me. You never said a
word to me and just left for me to find a note.
Granted it was a twenty-page note, very well written, but you were
here that morning and moved out that afternoon.
I came home and you wouldn’t discuss anything.
You didn’t take anything. You
could have had half the money in the joint account.
And, by the way, 100% of your half is still in the account.
You can withdraw $20,000 and close it out.
But, if you don’t want to talk about it I’ll accept that - we
can enjoy our coffee and the time you have here, until you return to
I was very confused for a while. I
don’t really remember. I
had always tried to explain - I couldn’t think quickly enough when you
answered and started questioning. Then
I’d over-explain and you’d get frustrated, and then I’d let it drop,
but it never got settled – I’d just always give in.
You always could out rationalize me.
You always could out talk and out think me.
I’d get confused.”
it’s okay. I think I know
what happened so relax, drink coffee and let’s just enjoy the day.”
what do you think happened?”
smiled and put his coffee down. Then
leaning back onto the ground he closed his eyes, “I think we should just
relax and let it stay in the past, let’s let it go and have a nice day
Anthony, you may think wrong about what happened – and you said you
think you know, but it may be wrong.”
shook his head and held out his hand, “Come here and I’ll tell you
what I think happened, which may only be 1% correct.
Come on, scoot on over here and I’ll spill what I think.”
this better not be a trick.” Moving
next to him she stretched out with her head on his chest, “Okay,
his hand through her hair he didn’t say anything for a while.
Feeling her relaxing against him he slowly slid under her so she
was flat on top of him looking down at him, “There, that is what I
stared down at him, “You think I wanted sex at the pond?”
laughed so hard she nearly slipped off him, “No Jessika, I was probably
the one that wanted sex at the pond – you wanted top.”
felt her body tense, he smiled at her, “I’d had realized that you were
tired of the Master/Sub life after you left.
I could see you changing, but I guess it was so comfortable with
the way we had it for all those years I didn’t want it to change. Plus, I don’t think I could change. I can’t quite see myself wearing cuffs and having done to
me all the things I enjoyed doing to you.”
now, looking up at you is just an odd sensation.”
odd like in you’re feeling disgusted.
Odd like you can’t stand looking at me above you – I’m not
that far above you – it can only be nose to nose, I’m about 5 inches
looking down at you.”
had his arms wrapped around her and his eyes were gazing into hers,
“What I can tell you is that you sure don’t disgust me.
Feel something quite hard? That
surely answers the disgust question.
I’d like to roll you right under me and fuck.”
rolling me under you would void the entire conversation of me being up
here. How about we fuck with
me on top, since you thought that was the problem.
Better yet, you don’t get the choice.”
was very surprised when she sat up and unzipped his jeans.
He helped her pull them off and when he went to help her get
undressed she told him to just stop and lie back down.
She quickly undresses - then he watched in amazement as she stepped
over him. Looking right down
at him she said, “Want to be fucked?”
He felt like laughing and answering, “What man in his right mind
wouldn’t?” but simply answered, “Yes.”
he was surprised again when she lowered herself, grabbed his cock and slid
it smoothly right into her. He
wondered for a moment if she did that a lot, but then didn’t care as she
began to shift her weight and ride him.
Starting to reach for her he was told to concentrate on himself and
leave her alone. He
didn’t’ smile but gazed directly into her eyes.
He could see the insecurity but determination for her to control
the mood. He listened and did
what her body wanted his to do. It
was sweet torture and he wasn’t used to not being able to do what he
wanted. Still when he opened
his eyes and saw her staring down at him he whispered, “Damn, when?”
She smiled, or maybe it was a half smile, or a wicked grin, when
she purred, “Now, would be just fine!”
closed his eyes. He felt her
riding his cock harder…slamming down onto it until he felt his
resistance slip away. He
groaned as he shot cum straight up into her.
It was only a moment later when he felt her tighten on his cock and
she whispered his name. He
had his eyes closed enjoying the feel of her when he felt her sliding off
of his cock and snuggling next to him.
He wasn’t sure what to do until she whispered, “That was so
great, wasn’t it?”
to her he smiled, “Not sure. You
may have to do it about ten times so I can evaluate it fully.”
smiled in return, “Only ten? Want
to start tonight? I still
have a few days I can stay in NY, before I have to return to
up he said, “Sounds good. Let’s
head back, spend some time in the hot tub, go to dinner, and have a
re-evaluation session. Does
that sound okay?”
up Jessika smiled at him, “Sounds just fine.”
4 – The Start of Dinner
was surprised that upon returning to the house he mentioned that she
should rest until dinner using the old bedroom.
was surprised, “What? You
want me to start using a different room?”
and pulling her into his arms he answered, “Yes, I sure don’t want to
repeat mistakes, and I want this to be different.
Special. I want you to
enjoy and relax in one of your bubble baths.
I went out and bought some yesterday, after you said you would be
returning. I made that room,
right over there, a place for you to relax until dinner.
NO, before you ask, I’m not trying to get away from you – I
just want you to have some time for yourself, while you’re here.”
and pulling her into his arms he answered, “Yes, I sure don’t want to
repeat mistakes, and I want this to be different.
Special. I want you to
enjoy and relax in one of your bubble baths.
I went out and bought some yesterday, after you said you would be
returning. I made that room,
right over there, a place for you to relax until dinner.
NO, before you ask, I’m not trying to get away from you – I
just want you to have some time for yourself, while you’re here.”
smiled, “Not sure about all of this, but I’d like a warm bath and then
writing a few things down.”
smiled, “Well, then, I shall knock on your door in three hours and take
you do dinner at Gino’s? Would
you like that, or prefer to go somewhere new that we’ve never been
hardly let him finish his sentence, “I’ve missed Gino’s chicken
parmagiana terribly. I’d
love to go to Gino’s for dinner and have a real Cannoli for desert!”
had opened her door and started down the hall to his own room.
Turning for a moment he said, “I’ll be back for you in three
hours but if you need anything just come down and knock and come on in.
I really want you to relax, so wherever you feel you want to be is
really fine with me.”
his room he walked over to the chair by the stone fireplace.
The stones ran through all the floors on this wall and the upper
floor had a fireplace and another den that he now used as an office.
Stripping off his clothes he enjoyed a hot shower.
Wrapping a towel around his waist he walked to the bed and began
drying himself off. Then
putting on a pair of cut off jeans he pulled the blanket from the bed
wrapping it around his shoulders. Walking
over to his favorite large over-stuffed chair he sat down.
Gazing into the flames he thought of the woman down the hall named
Jessika. He recalled
the first time he heard her laugh and he automatically smiled without
knowing who she was. He
wondered how something that felt so right went so wrong, without him
noticing it was going wrong. Closing
his eyes he thought back to the last few months she was living with him
trying to find that exact moment it started down the wrong path.
Feeling if he couldn’t rationalize what had happened it could
happen again he felt frustrated.
He finally couldn’t come up with the answer and started to drift
hearing a knock on the door he called, “Come on in, Jessy.”
He heard the door open and a whispered, “Anthony?
Are you sleeping?”
whispered, “Yes, Jessika, I’m sleeping, come on over and wake me
heard the laughter that he heard so many years ago, as she ran across the
room to him. Smiling at
him she continued to whisper, “Anthony, can we sit for a few minutes in
front of the fire? Remember
how many times we used to sit here?”
smiled knowing she didn’t mean to bring up old memories and whispered,
“Come sit on my lap and let me hold you.
You can even hum that little song that you used to hum.”
went to sit on his lap and he quickly opened the blanket and pulled her
onto his lap. Wrapping her in
the blanket with him he was surprised when she snuggled in against him,
rather then fight to get off his lap.
rested her head on his shoulder and he leaned his on hers.
In a moment he heard that odd little tune she would hum over and
over. It was only seven
notes, but she didn’t know what it was or how it started.
In a moment he felt her rocking herself to it and he closed his
eyes letting himself get caught up listening to her hum and rocking her
was a while but he heard her whisper, “Anthony, I think I may have
didn’t want to hear what she missed.
He didn’t want to answer that she chose to leave so she is the
cause of missing it. But, he
didn’t want to fight so he didn’t answer what he was thinking.
Instead he answered, “So did I, I think we better get up before
we fall asleep. I made
reservations and Gino is looking forward to cooking for you.”
snuggled in against him one more moment and then gazed into his
eyes, “Dinner sounds nice. Thank
you for making this special. I’ll
head down the hall now and get changed for dinner.
Anthony, I think tonight may be special, don’t you?”
wanting to agree but not wanting to ruin her mood he smiled, “Yes, I
will be special.” Then his
thoughts that he didn’t say...it would be special when
you beg me to take you.”
in her room she wished that she’d brought something more then business
suits, her gym sweatpants, and jeans.
She walked past the closet and on a spur of the moment opened it.
Nearly falling back from shock she was staring at the dresses
she’d left behind. They
were still neatly hung, the same as she’d left them.
For a moment she wondered why he’d left everything as if he knew
she would come back. It
angered her for a moment that he was so sure of her that he didn’t
bother to throw out her things. All
the same, reaching for a black dress she felt it fit perfectly as she’d
left it. Gazing at the
door mirror it seemed as if time was backing up.
The same black dress, the same white pearls, the same door mirror
gazing back at her. Sighing,
she promised herself just for tonight she’d let the past go.
The knock on the door made everything spiral back to the present
and she opened it.
I can explain about the clothes in the closet.”
cut his next sentence from being said, “You don’t need to explain.
I’m happy that they were there, clean and neat, and now I have
something to wear to Gino’s. And, may I say you do look quite dashing.”
Smiling at him she went on tiptoes to kiss him on the cheek.
Feeling his arms go around her waist…pulling her body flat
against his. The scent of his cologne drifted to her, she melted
against his muscular chest feeling her senses swirling with excitement.
Feeling the safety…the aura of strength he had as his arms held
her securely against him. She
felt his head lifting and could hear his voice was deeper then usual as he
told her if they didn’t stop they’d be very later for dinner.
as much as I want to miss dinner, may I escort you to dinner?”
Holding out his arm to her he bowed and smiled. “Jessy?”
she placed her hand on his arm and they walked to the car, then the drive
down the long driveway. Past
the driveway gate where she’d re-started what she’d left.
Feeling odd that everything was familiar when she’d expected
things to be different. She
didn’t know why things didn’t feel odd, uncomfortable…wrong.
It felt as if three years didn’t happen, here they were back in
time driving to dinner at Gino’s. Turning
toward him she studied his profile, he’d gotten gray hair mixed in with
his black hair. A few
lines at the corner of his eyes, but all in all he was as handsome as the
first night she met him. Thinking
back he still had the best line she’d ever heard.
He’d approached her and with the nicest smile she’d ever seen
heard his voice for the first time as he said, “Excuse me, was that
wonderful laughter belonging to you?”
She had laughed and he said, “That proves it.
The laughter, that I wanted to find, belongs to you.
I’m Anthony and I’d like to speak with you, forever, if that
isn’t too long for you.”
then heard him, “Jessika, penny for your thoughts? You seemed miles away. Have
you changed your mind about going to Gino’s?
Now would be a good time to tell me, since I’ve parked the
she said, “I was daydreaming, per usual.
Old habit, I still have. I’m
hungry!” Opening her car
door, she stepped out and they walked arm in arm into the restaurant.
came running to them the moment they walked into the restaurant.
“Anthony, and look at you, Jessika!
Like it was yesterday – you look beautiful.
Come, come and sit down. I
have your favorite table. I
have your favorite wine. See,
your Gino, he not forget you!”
held her chair for her and she sat down.
Same chair…the same table…in front of the fireplace so she
stayed warm. She
watched as he poured her usual one-quarter of a glass of wine.
She needed change – “Anthony, pour more. I prefer it half filled.”
smiled, “Or, half empty?”
smiled and was about to answer when Gino brought their appetizers that
they never ordered. Before
she could say anything Gino smiled and said, “Just like you liked them.
Dinner I bring chicken-parmigiana with extra mozzarella, and little
sauce. See, your Gino, he not
forget!” He bustled away
singing and she looked at Anthony, “I guess I don’t have much choice
in the menu tonight?”
laughed, “I’m sorry. I
have no part of what’s going on with Gino.
I knew he sounded excited that you were coming in with me for
dinner, but I’d no idea he was doing any of this.
Do you want me to speak with him and have him tone it down with his
was already enjoying the appetizers and had always loved Gino’s food so
she told him not do to anything unless she didn’t get a cannoli for
dessert. The warmth of
the fire felt good but something was beginning to feel odd…she was
chilled, with no reason to be. Ignoring
the feeling she enjoyed the dinner.
I guess you come here often with people?”
Yes, Gino has a no animal permit so I always come here with
looked at him waiting for more but he didn’t say
I guess you come here often with…dates?”
and we have arrived at the dinner with other women question?”
anger came over her so quickly she couldn’t stop her words…she looked
at her plate and answered snidely, “Forget it, I really don’t give a
fuck if you come here with an 18-wheeler full of sluts!”
As soon as the words were out she could have fallen on the floor
that she uttered them. She
looked up at him to find him grinning.
now that leaves me without a doubt what was on your mind.
And, that was the most descriptive sentence of my behavior that
you’ve ever said. Not just
a truckload, an entire 18-wheeler full of women.
Wait, you didn’t say I date women, you said sluts?”
that Gino arrived with their dinner she didn’t answer but told Gino how
grateful she was and how much she’d missed his restaurant.
turning to Anthony she smiled after taking a bite, “This is as great as
I remember. They don’t have
anything like this in California.”
lifted his fork and expertly twirled the right amount of spaghetti on it,
“They apparently don’t have a lot of things in California.”
glared at him but he said, “Let’s stop it all now. Please, let’s stop before the barbs get higher and harder.
You throw one, I throw one back.
I apologize for my California comment and I accept yours about the
18-wheeler of sluts.”
looked at him, “Uh, I accept your apology and I agree about not throwing
anymore barbs. But, since
mine is already out there, do you bring many sluts here for dinner?”
She was half smiling and he started laughing.
Jessika, I do and my favorite that I’ve missed is here with me now.”
He was smiling, waiting for her answer but she lifted her wine
glass…smiled…and said, “You win, this round.”
remainder of dinner was quiet and Gino hadn’t forgotten cannoli’s for
dessert. It had been two
hours and suddenly she again felt cold. Realizing her throat seemed sore
when she swallowed, she said to Anthony, “I think we need to leave soon,
I think I’m feeling like I’m coming down with a sore throat.
I better get back to the city before I get you sick.”
finished their espresso and he said, “Let’s get going.
You suddenly seem like you’re fading and I think your eyes look
he was helping her on with her coat he places his palm on her forehead,
“Shit, you’re burning up. I’ll
bring the car to the door. Stay
here.” She smiled and
suddenly felt as if she ran for miles.
She was exhausted…cold…shaking.
She tried to think when this had started.
She did feel tired before she left to come to New York but felt it
was stress. During the
meeting she felt chilled and her throat seemed sore but then it stopped.
This morning she felt chilled but it stopped. But, now…she knew.
She ran to the car quickly getting in.
“Anthony, I’m so glad you have on the heater. Do you think you should drive me back to NY and I’ll get on
a plane back to California?”
laughed, “Sure, go ahead and give an entire Boeing 747 the flu.
I think we’re heading back to my place.
We’ll see if you have temperature, then we’ll decide what needs
to be done.”
to stay awake to speak to him, she felt like the sandman just pulled and
pulled, at her, until she couldn't keep her eyes open.
The next time she sleepily opened her eyes they were parked in the
garage and her car door was being opened.
His voice drifted to her, “Come on, cupcake, let’s get that
thermometer and see what you have going on.”
arm went around her waist and she leaned on him. She was feeling every bit of having the flu…chills…tired
to the point of needing to sleep.
He got her into her room and while she sat on the bed he went to
his room. Back in a minute
with extra quilts he walked over to her, “Under the tongue, Jessika,
it’s a quick one so when it beeps read it.”
She watched as he put another quilt on the bed and then handed her
one of his heavy sweatshirts and warm pair of socks.
“Come on Jessika, get off those cold clothes and get into
couldn’t even think if she should say no she was not borrowing his
things. She read the
thermometer and groaned, “Oh shit, this can’t be happening to me. It’s up to 101.5 I may go into shock at my age!”
smiled thinking she hadn’t changed at all.
Sickness and Jessika did not go well together, “Jessika,
temperature is always more at night, remember?
101.5 is fever but you have a way to go for shock.
Here take the advil and it will knock down the temperature.
We can take it in an hour and see how close to shock you are,
watched as she rolled the covers around her and started to cry…while
rocking herself, “Oh, no. I’m
sick… I don’t have time
to be sick… What if I
don’t get any better. What
if it’s the Pig flu?”
that’s the Swine Flu. Here,
sleep for a few hours and we’ll see how it goes.
If it is anything like you are about to expire we shall race to the
I’m so sorry! I wouldn’t
have come here if I thought I was sick.
Oh crap…damn! I’m
you rest and I’ll sit right here and make sure everything is safe.
Okay, how does that sound?”
Not waiting for her answer since he knew that is what she wanted,
he sat on the bed and placed his hand on her shoulder as she rocked
herself and started to hum. For
once he was glad to hear that odd little tune since it comforted her.
It was only a moment and he could hear she was in a deep sleep.
Turning to gaze down at her he thought to himself that this
wasn’t what he was expecting and didn’t really want to deal with.
up he changed into the sweat pants and sweatshirt he brought and then sat
back against the headboard. Reaching
for the newspaper he started reading while at the same time keeping a hand
on Jessika as she fitfully slept next to him.
An hour later he put down the paper and started to fall asleep when
he heard her whisper.
I think I’m sick, more then a tad.”
had spiraled back years and he answered, “Yes, cupcake, you sure got
yourself sick this time. Must
be too much work and no resting. You
sleep. It will feel better in
the morning. Go back to sleep
now, okay? I’ll be right
here with you.”
sounded worried like she used to years ago, “I don’t do good at being
sick. I don’t like how it
feels. I’m going to be
Jessika, it may not even be the flu, but only a cold coming on. Just sleep
and it will go away. Remember
each time you wake up it’s getting better.
But, you have to sleep.”
watched her smile at him and then she dragged the covers almost over her
head. He was grateful when he
heard her even breathing. Sighing
he thought this was not what he had in mind at all.
Then chuckling he thought from Master to Nursemaid – only she
could make him do things that anyone else he would have driven to the
airport. Leaning back he fell
asleep thinking what he would have to buy in the morning from the
drugstore for her. He knew
she wouldn’t be better in the morning but didn’t want to tell her that
or she’d never get to sleep. Resigned
that this was going to be a long few days until she recovered he fell
Chapter 6 (short chapter)
Chapter 6 (short chapter)
slept for about an hour when he heard his phone cell buzz with a text
message. Rolling onto his
side he reached down to the floor where he had placed it incase it rang.
He’d set it on vibrate so it wouldn’t waken Jessika, but also
he didn’t want anything or anyone calling while she was at his home.
“She there? When she leave?
I come to you. I rub back?
She not know I even there.”
read the message twice thinking this is probably where it went wrong last
time. He knew if he
didn’t her call or text back she’d just keep calling.
He’d met her, Tyung, at a hotel, where she had a small shop of
imported Korean gifts. She
was very nice looking and when he and Jessika weren’t getting along he
had asked her out for dinner. She’d
said all the right things and was very subservient but never took no for
an answer. At first it was
interesting how she would spend hours massaging his back but then her
quiet way was demanding. Then
Jessika found out and that must have set her off to move out.
He knew somehow Tyung had said something to Jessika but he’d
never found out if she really did. She had a great way of always acting innocent and subservient
to him. He knew she
acted the same way to countless other men but at times it was refreshing
and he still saw her on occasion. All
in all she was a good whore, but covered it well with a massage act. Gazing at Jessika, he text back, “Not this week.”
He knew she wouldn’t take no for an answer…she never did…she
was very passive-aggressive. Then another one came in, “I at back door, you come…only
getting out of bed, pulling on his jeans he walked to the back porch door.
He saw Tyung and smiled, “You have to leave, this isn’t the
right time,” He
watched as she leaned into him, “I shy, but I like you. I no love anyone else…only you.”
He didn’t answer, he never answered but watched as she pulled
down his zipper and slowly began to suck on his cock.
In a moment she looked up, “I do it better then before?
I do it better then Jessika?”
He answered, “Yes” and she continued until he felt himself
coming. It was actually a
relief he got off so quickly so he could get rid of her.
He said, “That was good. You
have to leave.” Again, that
quiet determination of hers was there, “I stay few minutes, I make you
feel good.” He stepped back and said, “No. you leave now.”
Again that attitude of hers that he usually gave in to was this
time annoying, “NO. leave now. I have to get upstairs.”
she did her act, “You no like me? You
want younger woman? I younger
time he felt annoyed, “Tyung, I like you…you go now and I meet you
worked and smiling she walked away to her car. Turning to go into the house he got as far as the
kitchen when he saw Jessika standing there with a blanket wrapped around
her. He knew she’d seen it
all. “Jessika, you need to
be in bed.”
could see she was too tired and sick to fight and all she said was, “I
think it’s you and that same damn whore that need to be in bed.”
to her he picked her up in his arms, “We’ll argue, fight, talk it out
in the morning but now you need to get back under the covers.”
was surprised when she leaned her head on his shoulder and he could feel
the heat from the fever in her body, but she weakly said, “Well, guess
you don’t need a blow job.” She
was asleep before he walked up the stairs.
back in the bed next to her he hoped that maybe she’d think it was a bad
dream from the fever. Then he
chuckled knowing the morning was going to be hell.
opened her eyes and knew she felt better but not fully.
Alone in the room she reached over for the thermometer and was glad
that the fever was gone. For a moment things seemed quiet but then she remembered
Tyung and what had happened. At
first she was mad but then again she had left.
She heard Anthony walk in and looking over at him she realized how
wrong this was. “Anthony,
we have to talk.”
groaned and sat down on the bed, “Look, it isn’t what you think.”
of all, Anthony, you don’t even know what I think and I’m really
tired. I feel okay but not
that great and I really want to go home tonight.”
could see he was shocked that she wasn’t yelling, or crying or the many
other emotional reactions she used to have when she found out he was
always with someone else. He
was just that type of man that always liked a lot of women, even though he
only wanted one in his home.
leaned her face on his arm and he pulled her into his arms, “Jessika,
she doesn’t mean anything to me. It’s
just she’s around at times when I want a piece.”
laughed, “Anthony, I’ve been gone so long it really doesn’t matter
what you do or who you do it with. Actually
she is probably good at sucking dick so go for it.”
laughed, “Sucking dick, go for it? Well, my princess with the way for
words, I’ve got your bubble bath going.
Yes, I did remember lavender bubble bath and had it delivered this
morning from the drugstore with some other things.
Now, how about it? Want
to get cleaned up?”
at how charming he could be she snuggled a while longer, then went to the bathroom.
It was warm and the smell of lavender was nice.
The water must have been hot when he filled the tub because it was
still very warm, but just perfect as she sunk below the bubbles.
Leaning her head on the back of the tub she relaxed into the warmth
of the water caressing her body. She
smelled the scent of his cologne, before she heard him entering and
sitting on the side of the bathtub.
She knew before the music started that the first song on his IPOD
speaker would be by Richard Marx, Right Here Waiting.
She waited…not opening her eyes…she waited.
Then as if she’d willed it she felt him moving her forward so he
could slide into the tub in back of her…his legs on the outside of her
body. She’d always
loved the size of this tub…wide as if he’d picked it out so she could
always sit in between his legs leaning back on him.
She felt his arms wrap around her and he whispered in her ear, “I
know you want to return tonight, I couldn’t get you a flight out tonight
so I booked you one in about five hours.”
For now relax with me in the warmth of our tub.”
Surprised he’d done that and not sure she was happy or
disappointed she leaned back against him and melted against him when the
song Valentine by Jim Brickman began slowly drifting to her.
hands slowly found their way caressing her breasts.
Moving to the music very slowly rubbing her back lightly against
him she hummed to the music. She
could feel how wonderful his strong hands felt touching her, gently, yet
possessively. For this moment
in time not caring about the past or the future she relaxed letting him
take total control of her body….and he did just that the moment he felt
her give him her safety to take care of.
Anthony smiled and whispered, “I’ve missed you, my Jessy.”
Slowly his hands pulled her tighter and higher onto his lap as he
moved his legs under her. Her
legs spread open under the warm water and his fingers moved between them
without hesitation. One
arm was wrapped around her waist.
She felt his fingers massaging her clit…shoving into
her…slowly, again, massaging her clit.
Slowly…slower…his fingers brought her to the brink and then
slowed even more until she had to move on them.
She worked against them to the point she needed him to do more…he
did. She knew it when
he was going to take total control. She
felt it in the way his fingers suddenly took control of her body.
Shoving into her as if they were the only thing she lived for and
needed. Over and over
he drove his two fingers into her wet pussy until her head leaned back
against him and he felt her body clenching on them.
whispered, “Yes, baby…just like that…keep them in your pussy.
But I want more of you.”
felt him slide lower in the tub and without knowing how he maneuvered her
body she flt his cock slide right into her.
He hardly moved in her but she knew when he groaned and she felt
his cock slam only once as he shot his cum into her body.
She sighed and leaned back against him as his arms wrapped around
her. They didn’t
move, but she felt his lips roaming over her shoulder and neck, as the
sound of Celine Dion signing My Heart will Go On, seemed so appropriate. Knowing it was only a few minutes but it seemed like
hours and then the water was getting cool, “Jessika, we have to get out
of this water.” Standing
up he wrapped her in a towel and drying off they walked back to the
bedroom to get dressed.
had been down in his bedroom and when he walked back in to hers she was
packed and looked at him, “Anthony, I think it may be best if I went to
the airport now, rather then wait closer to the flight?”
smiled, “I figured that and have the car ready to go.
We can grab breakfast at Kennedy.”
He walked over picking up her travel bag. He could see she was surprised that he wasn’t arguing.
He turned and she followed through the house into the garage where
she quietly got into the passenger seat.
He kept the conversation light and on topics that would not bring
the past or the future into the conversation.
His cell phone rang and she was surprised he answered it, “Yes,
it’s Anthony. Yes,
can you take care of that for me? Thanks,
I owe you one, or maybe two for this. I’ll leave it in the usual place if you can get a ride out
and pick it up for me. Thanks,
smiled, “Was that your cousin, Ritchie?”
laughed, “Yes, and he says hello and is upset you didn’t stay long
enough for a full family visit probably from ALL my relatives!”
airport sign was suddenly glaring at her and she turned to him,
“Anthony, this seems so fast doesn’t it?”
didn’t answer and then only said, “It is what it is, Jessika.
Let’s not muddle things right at the last on the way to the
was a little mad wanting to discuss what was going on but at the same time
determined not to bring these last few hours together ending on a bad note
so she didn’t say anything more until they were pulling into a parking
spot that clearly said Private Parking.
Laughing she said, “Does Ritchie still have his parking place at
he said, “Yes, it pays to have a cousin that works for the airlines.”
but now with a feeling of longing she looked at him, “Anthony, I know
you don’t want to talk about my leaving.
I just need to say something to you about all of this.”
had walked to the back of the car, he was about to open the trunk but
turned to her and said, “After the last few days I sure hope that it’s
on the order that you wished I was coming with you.”
toward him she wrapped her arms around his waist and hugged him tightly,
“Anthony, I can’t stay, but if you ever can come to California, just
to see how different things are from New York, I really hope you will come
out to visit me.”
unwrapped her arms and kissed her on the nose.
“Sure, Jessika, that sounds like a plan.”
was stunned that is all he said after what she had said to him.
He turned from her and opened the trunk putting her travel bag on
the ground. She grabbed
it and said, “You know what? How about just let me know if you thought
my invitation was nice and if you actually plan on coming out…..”
She didn’t finish her sentence when she saw him pulling out his
travel bag and noticed him grinning at her.
on Jessika. We have a flight
to catch. I forgot to mention
I made myself a reservation with yours.
Is now soon enough to come to California?”
his arm she laughed, “You bastard!
Let’s go get breakfast and catch that plane.”
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