Remembering Your Heart-Chapter 3

This contains explicit sexual content, please be advised. 

Chapter 3

It had been a few weeks since Luke and Mona had been dating and things had been going well. They hadn’t made any move toward the bedroom, hadn’t even talked about actually being a relationship. Although neither was dating anyone else, the conversation just hadn’t come up. She was shopping with Tori one day at Lloyd Center when she asked how things had been going.

‘Good I guess,’ Mona said shrugging her shoulders.

‘Good. I. Guess. What the hell kind of answer is that, that ain’t no kind of answer’

Mona chuckled. Tori could go urban really quick when she was dissatisfied.  “That’s the only one I have Tori. We’ve been dating, he’s been great, really nice, and he’s a good kisser.’

‘Oh that sounds so boring, where are the juicy details.’

“I wish I could give you some, we’ve made out, some heavy petting with our clothes on but no zing, no pow, no wow!’

‘Oh you have got to be one frustrated bitch.’

‘Oh Tori, the mouth, please!’ she hated when Tori used foul language it was bad enough she was an exotic dancer at that sleazy club. She’d unfortunately picked up other bad habits from it.

‘Oh I’m sorry Ms. Prim and Proper get real Mona you work at a fire station.’

‘Yes I do and I get enough of their foul mouths and I don’t want to hear it from yours too.’

Tori rolled her eyes and went to giving Mona the tenth degree questioning, ‘anyway, no rub downs, nothing.’

‘Nothing, I’m starting to think maybe he doesn’t find me attractive but can’t think of way to let me down easy.’

‘You like him don’t you? You want him to fu…I mean have sex with you, don’t you?’

Mona looked over at Tori who was standing near her as she perused the racks in Macy’s, ‘yea, I do a lot but I don’t know what’s going on. I’d like to rip his clothes off every time I see him and from what I’ve felt I know I won’t be disappointed. But if I move toward his zipper, he takes my hand and brings it back up. Maybe he’s just a damn tease, they have those don’t they, male teases.’

‘You’re asking the wrong person that, from my experience with men that club they don’t want to tease nothing but some coochie.’

Mona was quite used to Tori’s not too subtle dislike of men, she always wondered how she did the job she did when she felt that way.

‘Well if that’s what they’re doing at your job, the one I have isn’t doing his job.

‘Well have you tried to seduce him?’

Mona turned quickly and gave Tori a confused look, ‘Tori for real?’

‘What do you mean for real, yea for real. He’s a man Mona, you’re a woman so sexy clothing and I can give some tips on a dance that will have panting like a dog.’

‘I don’t know I don’t think of myself as the seductive type. I really don’t have the body for it.’

Tori rolled her eyes, it was enough to make her want to throttle her friend, ‘Mona you are the sexiest woman I know and you don’t even know it. If you were into girls, I’d totally be into you.’

Mona chuckled lightly, ‘well I’m so complimented but I don’t regularly feel sexy. I mean being a firefighter, I’m usually just dirty and grimy, no makeup, it’s not glamorous.’

‘Doesn’t matter, it’s time for you to be glamorous. Use what your mama gave you,’ Tori told her as she did some of kind of hand gesture to indicate the sexiness that was Mona.

Mona looked down at herself, she didn’t have any boobs, but she did have that butt her mama gave her.

‘You think I could do it, you think I could wow him. I mean Luke is sexy and fine as frog’s hair. The man oozes sex when I speak to him over the phone. I’ve been to his place too, I’ve seen a picture of his ex she had some big…’ Mona put her hands in front of her boobs to indicate what his ex had and she was lacking.

‘Big effing deal, you said she was white chick didn’t you?’

‘Yes she was white.’

‘Then turn around,’ Mona turned trying to figure out what Tori was speaking of, ‘look at that, you could get lost in that booty.’

Although Mona loved her curves she was sometimes self-conscious that she had a behind that was as big as hers was. None of the men at the station ever said anything but she’d noticed some stares as she walked by.

‘Mona use that luscious body to seduce this man, he likes you.’

‘Yes, but that doesn’t mean he wants to be physical with me. Maybe he’s scared that if we have sex he’ll think I’ll want something more.’

Tori looked at suspiciously, ‘do you want something more? Because you know it’s okay to want something more.’

‘I don’t know, I mean I like Luke. We have fun together but I’m not sure I want to be that serious. Putting my heart on the line means putting my heart at risk and I don’t know if I want to do that.’

‘But you’re willing to put your body on the line,’ Tori shook her head, ‘damn I don’t understand you straight people sometimes.’

Mona just turned as they continued to peruse the racks. No more was spoke about her playing seductress.

Later that evening, Mona sat in her living room thinking about the conversation, she’d had with Tori. If she was truthful with herself she’d say she really knew she was already falling for Luke although they hadn’t had sex. Maybe if they did and turned out to be really bad, it would cure her of the growing feelings she was having for him. But what if the seduction thing didn’t work she thought, she’d been trying but he’d been refusing. Maybe she needed to cut her losses, maybe he wasn’t feeling her as much as she was feeling him. Gosh I didn’t think I was that bad of a kisser, she pondered. Her iPhone flashed and vibrated, she looked at it and noticed it was Luke.

She picked up, ‘Hi Luke.’

‘Hello, bella.’

She loved it when he called her bella, it made her toes curl.

‘How are you this evening?’

‘I’m fine. Just relaxing after an evening run. I love running on these warm nights.’

‘Yes we have been having some fabulous weather.’

‘Mmm hmm,’ she said. Goodness enough with the small talk.

‘How can I help you Luke?’

‘Well, I’d like to ask if we could have dinner Saturday.’

‘Dinner?’ she didn’t know if she should go it was Tuesday, she worked Wednesday, Thursday, Friday and Saturday morning. ‘Sure, why not I’m not on Saturday night. You got lucky.’

‘I’m always lucky when I get to see you bella but we’re going to have some company.’

Company, she wondered who, ‘who’ll be joining us, your dad?’

‘No, no my dad is in the bed by 9 pm every night. No. My son.’

Mona knew he had a son Brady but she thought he was on the East Coast.

‘Really, is he coming out for a visit?’

‘No, he’s transferring to Oregon State.’

Mona was surprised from what Luke had told her of his ex, she liked Brady where she could keep an eye on him.

‘His mom is okay with that?’

‘Doesn’t matter if she is or isn’t Brady is a grown man, he’s made the decision. I stand behind him. So will you join us?’

‘Yes, of course I’d love to meet your son. You know what I’ll ask Amber if she’d like to come she’s still here doing her internship and since your son will be going to Oregon State, maybe she can show him around.’

‘That sounds great. I love being a dad but a tour guide not so much. This will be Brady’s first time out here since he was a kid. I think Amber would be great company.’

Luke had met Mona’s niece Amber and he really liked her, she was bright, funny and beautiful just the kind of girl he wished his son would be interested in. Instead he wasted a lot of time on bottle blondes with no goals and even less brains. Brady was a good kid but some of his life choices were starting to worry him, he was glad he was coming out maybe he could be a better influence on him. He knew Kim loved their son but sometimes she was a little too smothering for the boy’s good.

‘Well what time should we be ready?’

‘How about 8 pm, I’ll take you guys out to McMenamin’s Edgefield for dinner.’

‘Sounds fabulous’, Mona loved Edgefield and she also loved McMenamin’s beer.

‘I’ll you see then, bella.’

‘See you then,’ she said ending the call.

It was tough talking to him. Mona had to pull out the vibrator again. Maybe Tori was right, it was seduction time and she’d call Tori tomorrow for that lap dance lesson.

She heard the doorbell ring at about 8:05 pm. Amber called out, ‘Aunt Mo he’s here.’

She’d told Amber about meeting Luke’s son, Brady. Although she didn’t seem all that thrilled, she agreed.

Mona walked to the front to see a very handsome Luke, dressed in black gabardine slacks, black dress shoes and a white button down under gray cashmere sweater. The man always looked breathtaking beautiful, she could barely take her eyes off him. Luke smiled back as he noticed her, she wearing this beautiful cobalt strapless blue dress one of those things with empire waist that was long in the back and short in the front so he had full vision of those incredible legs of hers along with these wood bottom wedges, he loved her style.

Mona looked over and noticed Amber standing over to the side, paying way too much attention to the floor. She wondered what happened to her peppy, sassy niece. Then she noticed the young man behind Luke and knew why. He was younger version of Luke with brown hair and striking beautiful blue eyes. My goodness, he was good looking.

‘Hello there, Luke,’ she said as he stepped up to hug her.

‘Hi there bella,’ he kissed her full on the mouth. She noticed the two young people look away. Mona didn’t really care at that moment they were both adults and she sure they’d kissed someone before. Luke sought entry to her luscious mouth with his tongue and nibbled at those full lips. He loved kissing Mona but he needed to stop before his cock gave him away. He pulled away with her still in his arms. He liked the feel of those curves.

‘Well,’ he said as he removed one arm from around her waist ‘this is my son, Brady.’

Mona moved away to go toward Brady who held his hand out to shake hers, ‘Hello Brady, I’m Mona I’ve heard so much about you.’

Brady smiled and shook her hand, ‘Cool. I’ve heard a lot about you too. Heard you were a firefighter. That’s really cool.’

‘Thanks,’ Mona thought he was much like most kids trying to bumble their way through life. ‘And this…’ Mona said as she gestured to Amber to join her, ‘is my niece Amber and it looks like you two are going to be at OSU together.’

Amber stood at her Aunt’s side as Brady looked her up and down; he wasn’t gawking just checking her out. Mona turned and was shocked her niece was actually blushing. Amber was very fair, a product of her father being biracial. She’d started to wear her hair with its natural curl, much to her mother’s chagrin, but Mona thought it was gorgeous all wild and big around her gorgeous face.

‘Hi!’ Amber said as she put up her hand to wave.

‘Hey, how you doing?’ Brady responded.

Well they weren’t dazzling conversationalist but maybe after the nervousness wore off they’d be chattier. She was wondering how this night was going to go. She was also wondering was her niece as struck dumb by Brady as she had been by Luke. Good lord, what was she going to tell Georgie she’d blame her forever for hooking her child up with a white boy? Oh well, too late now. Let the chips fall where they may.

Luke took her hand and said ‘well let’s get out of here.’

‘Come on slow poke’ as she pulled Amber along behind her. She picked up her handbag and locked up and they were out of there. Let the seduction begin.

Luke had the hardest time keeping his eyes off Mona and those fetching curves. He didn’t know what was different about tonight she seemed surer of herself. They’d been in some heated sessions over the last few weeks and although she’d made moves he’d been sure she was doing it because that was what she thought he wanted. He was dying to get her clothes off and caress that beautiful body but his father had taught him to be a gentleman and that he would know when the woman was ready to receive him. Over the last few weeks, she’d hadn’t felt ready. Luke knew he was falling in love with her, he also knew he had a huge secret to tell her. He’d realized from some of their discussions that her parents were the folks his gang had terrorized and killed in the accidental fire when he was kid. Although he hadn’t participated and he’d testified against them, he’d still been there when things had gone wrong when he could have stopped them. Luke wanted to tell her but he never felt it was the right time but he’d have to do the honorable thing one of these days and confess. He felt that Mona would forgive him, she had such a big loving heart she wouldn’t hold that against him or at least he hoped.

He felt her arms go around him from behind.

‘Hey what you thinking about big fella’, she said as she nuzzled close to his back.

Luke came out his thoughts to focus on the feel of her warm body behind him. ‘Nothing much, just thinking I’m the luckiest damn guy here.’

‘Why?’ she questioned him.

He turned to face her and put his arms around her, ‘because I am with the most spectacular woman here.’

Mona blushed slightly. He loved to see her go all coy on him. It was very endearing.

‘You say the sweetest thing. I think you’re trying to butter me up big boy.’

‘You could be correct. I’ve been known to be very charming and also good with my mouth.’

Mona eyes went up in surprise and she decided to let that innuendo hang in the air.

‘You think those two will be okay?’ Mona decided to change the subject, she was doing the seductress role as well as she could but some things did catch her off guard.

‘They’ll be fine. I’m sure Amber is showing Brady a great time.’

‘Excuse me?’ Mona cocked an eyebrow at her handsome companion.

Luke laughed, ‘Mona you know I didn’t mean it that way but they’re young and it’s Saturday night in a happening city. I’m sure they’re having a good time.’

‘Oh, well I’m glad you straightened that out. That son of yours better be respectful to my niece.’

‘I can guarantee he will be. You know who his father is,’ he said kissing her soft lips lightly.

The kids had taken off after dinner, Brady had taken Luke’s Jaguar and he and Amber were going to some club in downtown Portland. Amber knew of some band that they both found they liked and she had some tickets for their concert. Luke had been happy to see them go, he loved his son but he was dying to spend time alone Mona. Brady said he’d be happy to take Amber home and he’d head back to his dad’s condominium.

As Luke kissed Mona he felt a stirring in his lions, he didn’t know what it was about this woman but he overheated every time he got near her.

‘Mona, bella’ he pleaded.

‘Yes Lucas,’ she said softly. He loved when she called him by his full name.

‘Mona, this night has been nice but we better be getting home.’

Mona pulled back to look at him, Luke saw slight disappointment in her eyes.

‘Oh yes I understand, why don’t you call a cab and it’ll drop me off.’

‘You don’t want me to ride home with you?’

‘For what, that’ll just be a huge cab bill for you.’

Luke brow furrowed, he’d had this feeling all night long that Mona’s new confidence in her skills as a woman were for his benefit. He wanted her badly. Did she want him he wondered?

‘Bella, I’d like to ask you something.’

‘Sure go right ahead,’ she was moving out of his embrace heading back to their table. He pulled her back to him.

‘Bella I’m serious. I don’t want to push you too hard or fast. That’s why I’ve been very cautious during some of more heated times together.’

Mona just stared up at him intently, biting her bottom lip. He found it oddly very sexually exciting.

‘Mmm hmm’ she said as she shook her head. She looked like a frightened school girl about to give her virginity.

‘But I think tonight in a subtle way, you’ve been trying to tell me something,’ she stared him her eyes softening. ‘Yes you have been trying to tell me something. Do you want to make love with me?’

Mona was shocked he was so direct, all of a sudden her seductress act kind of deflated. She wanted him so badly right now but she was so scared of what that would mean for her heart. But she didn’t want this chance to go without taking it.

She lowered her eyelids and said under her breath, ‘yes,’ she looked up to see his reaction he had huge smile on his face. ‘You feel okay with that.’

‘You damn right I’m okay with it. I didn’t want to dare take you without knowing full well you really wanted me too.’

‘Well what do you think I’ve been doing all these weeks?’

Luke smirked at her, that sexy thing he did regularly, ‘Bella I knew you wanted to fuck me, but I wasn’t going to go there with you. I’ve fucked some women Mona. I didn’t want you to be one.’

Mona was shocked, she knew he liked her but she didn’t know he felt this seriously about her. Had she been reading him wrong all this time? Wouldn’t be the first time she’d gotten some guy’s signals all crossed up.

‘Luke, I’ve wanted you but yes I didn’t want a wham, bam, thank you ma’am scenario.’

‘I’ll tell you what I’ll call a cab. we’ll take it to your place. I’ll tell Brady I’ll be home tomorrow and I’ll show you what it means when I say make love.’

Mona couldn’t speak. She just shook her head to indicate compliance. She turned to go back to the table and get her purse while Luke took out his phone and called them a cab.

Now that the time had come, Mona felt nervous and scared. It had been a couple of years since she’d had sex. I wonder if you can forget things she thought.

Luke was sitting on the couch relaxing. Mona had put on some beautiful bossa nova and the woman singing had a deep sensual voice belting out lyrics of love. He turned to see Mona in the kitchen; she was getting him a beer and herself a glass of wine. As she entered the room and came around to sit next to him, his cock jumped with excitement. Luke was no choirboy he’d had his share of willing females but he’d never found one quite like Mona, he wanted to make sure their first time together was special.

Mona sat there next to him, drinking the class of pinot grigio as slowly as possible. Now that it was time to seduce, she’d completely forgotten the tips Tori had given her.

‘Really nice…’ ‘Who is this…’ they spoke at the same time. They each laughed nervously at the foible.

‘You first,’ Mona offered.

Luke smiled that deeply; those dimples came out, ‘I was just going to ask who is this singing?’

‘Oh it’s Bebel Gilberto, I love her. I just generally love bossa nova music. I’d like to visit Brazil one day.’

‘Really. I’ve been. It’s breathtaking.’

‘You have, I didn’t know that. I’m sure you were blown away by all the beautiful women.’

‘Yes they were beautiful but none as gorgeous as you.’

Mona blushed again, she found herself blushing quite a bit tonight under his intense gaze.

Luke moved closer to her and took her face in his hands. Mona was still staring into those beautiful eyes.

‘Do you know what I’m going to do now, Mona?’

Mona shook her head no because she’d completely lost the power of speech.

‘I’m going to kiss you long and deep, then I’m going to do what I’ve been aching to do since the first day I saw you in my dad’s store. I’m going to make passionate love to you. Does that sound good?’ He smiled as he spoke.

‘Yea sounds great’ she spoke as if in a dream and then she remembered this wasn’t a dream, he was here, he wanted to have sex with her. ‘Hold it, Luke.’

His brow furrowed in surprise.

‘It’s been a long time since I’ve been intimate with anyone. I don’t want to disappoint you.’

Luke gave her a devilish grin, ‘that only means when this happens you’ll be even more responsive.’ He move in to kiss her, his lips were light at first then he pressed in to seek out her sweetness.

Mona moaned under the kiss, he’d swept his tongue across her lips and she opened her mouth to grant it access. He was such a good kisser, if he was half as adept at sex as he was at kissing this was going to be a good night.

Luke thought it was time to get this show on the road, he scooped up Mona into his arms while still kissing her deeply. Mona was shocked when he picked her up, he didn’t seem to strain as he carried her as if she was light as a feather. He knew his way to her bedroom, when he got there he pushed in the door with this foot and maneuvered Mona and himself through it.

He threw Mona onto her bed, a little unceremoniously. She laughed, he smiled down at her then his eyes took on a stormy intense look, a look of pure animal lust. Mona nervously looked away.

‘Bella I know it’s been awhile for you so I’m willing to take some of the work off your hands.’

Mona stared back up at him as he began to remove his clothes. She could still hear the sweet sounds of bossa nova lilting through the air from the front of the house. It was more hushed, more background noise so it wouldn’t take her attention away from what this beautiful man was doing. She’d felt his physique but hadn’t really seen all of it. He removed his sweater and shirt first, she almost audibly gasped. He was so fit and cut, it was amazing. She was sure she was drooling but she checked to make sure she wasn’t. He didn’t seem too disturbed by her watching him.

Luke enjoyed the array of emotions that danced across Mona’s face as she watched him undress, embarrassment, surprise, appreciation but the one he liked most was her look of unbridled lust. She tried but she couldn’t hide it and he enjoyed that immensely. She lay there on her elbows staring at him with her legs crossed at her ankles as feet tapped slightly at the air. Her mouth was open just a tad with the tip of her tongue peeking out. He was ready to leap on top of her, he wasn’t sure she realized how sexy she was lying there watching him.

‘Bella you are the sexiest thing I’ve seen awhile.’

Mona chuckled quietly, ‘you’re just saying that and I’m still fully dressed, don’t get too excited. I haven’t removed the packaging yet.’

‘Oh but when you do…’ he said in a low sultry voice.

Mona swallowed. She noticed his look had become more feral, she wasn’t sure what to do. She felt a little uncomfortable as if she should be doing something; he was doing all the work. He’d kicked off his shoes and was unbuckling his belt. She was staring at his hands intently as he made fast work of those buttons and zipper. Then he pushed his pants down, she looked up at him quickly, he was still focused on her and then it happened, what she’d longed for since their first meeting. She looked down to see his cock about burst forth from his underwear. He stood up straight and he took his large hands and started to rub it. Mona tightened her thighs; she could feel herself start to get wetter. It was extremely erotic to watch him as he rubbed that huge cock, it was massive, she’d felt it but to see its outline she knew she’d underestimated its size. She looked up again and saw he was still looking at her from under hooded lust-filled gaze. Mona’s eyes widened, she was turned on and frightened all at the same time. He licked his lips and grinned at her almost menacingly.

Mona sat up quickly and pushed her languishing body off the bed, she wanted to be the one to do it. She wanted to be the one to reveal what hid beneath those cotton boxer briefs. Luke was inserting his thumbs into the band of his underwear when he heard a soft, ‘stop’. He looked up and Mona was standing in front of him, she looked timid but her hands her boldly seeking his body.

‘Okay,’ he told her huskily, ‘do what you like, bella.’

Mona put her slim fingers into is briefs, he’d grown out a beard and she could feel it as he rubbed against her face. His breath was warm on her neck and she could hear him moan in her ear. She pulled down and as she pulled she descended to the floor. Once she stooped she paused and there she was with what she could only guess was the largest cock she’d ever seen. It was as beautiful as the man to whom it belonged and it had an angry purple head with a tiny pearl drop ready for release at its entrance. It had to be 9 or 10 inches long with considerable girth, she licked her lips but she longed to lick his manhood. But she figured right now would be too forward.

‘Is it everything you imagined?’ He said not arrogantly but quite matter of fact.

She looked up, ‘yes’ she said, she should have been mortified she was staring at his dick like it was going to talk.

‘Now he’s ready to indulge in that sweet pussy of yours, but before he indulges I think I need to indulge. My taste buds are dying to savor what my nostrils are being enchanted by.’ He stuck out his hand and lifted her up.

‘Are you going to keep that dress on all night, bella?’

‘Oh!’ Mona had almost forgotten she was fully dressed. ‘Is there some way I’m supposed to do this?’

Luke stepped back and folded his arms across that massive chest, ‘no just do it dammit because I’m about to burst out of my skin,’ he told her jokingly. He looked very cute frustrated she thought.

Mona got to see him in all his glory, now she could have fun, he was smiling at her and she began to relax a bit. Mona decided to just do it in one fell swoop; she took her dress over head and turned her back to him as she did it.

‘Good fucking god!’

She got nervous and turned back to him, covering her small breasts with her hands. ‘Is something wrong?’

He looked at her and smiled deeply, ‘hell no, you are fucking hot!’

Mona blushed again and smiled, ‘really.’

‘Mona you have an ass made to worship and why are you covering yourself?’

She looked down at herself, ‘well…I mean I’ve got the smallest boobs.’

‘There is nothing wrong with you girl, take your hands down.’

Mona took her hands down slowly. She noticed the desire in his eyes, she was drawn to him. All of sudden she wanted to touch and be touched by him. They moved to each other and embraced. He began to kiss her everywhere there was free space to do so.

Mona felt herself falling backward onto the soft bed, Luke fell along with her. Her thong underwear was still on and as he kissed her he peeled them off. Luke inserted two fingers into her wet channel. She was warm and tight and ready for him.

‘Oh bella, you feel incredible like you’ve been waiting for me all this time.’

Mona was just caught up in the moment, his fingers felt so good, ‘yes, I’ve been waiting for you, only you,’ she said her eyes were closed as she rode his hand he had nice long thick fingers they felt delightful in her wet cunt.

He took them out and Mona felt bereft she opened her eyes to see him licking them like it was last taste of a gourmet meal.

‘Oh you are so good,’ then he started to do something she hadn’t heard him do he started to speak Italian. Mona had never heard him speak in Italian when Mr. Serrano spoke it he’d just answer in English, she wasn’t sure he could speak it. But he did and fluently and it sounded heavenly.

Mona was so turned on she thought she’d orgasm just by hearing him talk. It was low and sweet, he kissed her as he traveled down her body, leaving a trail of fire, and he paid attention to her breasts. All her former lovers had not paid much attention to them, she figured since they were so small no guy thought they were worth attention. He was still speaking soft words to her.

Luke could barely contain himself, he couldn’t wait to be inside this woman she was so sexy and beautiful, a wild mess of thick sable hair on a pillow as she moaned and writhed. She was a lot more responsive than she gave herself credit for; she rode his hand like a horse.

Mona felt his soft beard between her thighs it set her whole body to tingling and warm breath on her pubic hair. She felt his tongue come out for an initial long lick and then he went to work.

Luke loved that she had pubic hair too many women shaved theirs and he couldn’t say he enjoyed the feeling. It also decreased the friction between him and the woman as he had sex. His ex used to wax all her hair off, he hated it. He loved that Mona had hair, it was neatly trimmed but it was there and it kept her scent which intoxicated him. She was delicious, fragrant and tasted like sweetest fruit he’d ever indulged in, he could not get enough of eating her tasty cunt.

Mona could hear his sucks and slurps as he feasted on her, while every once in awhile she hear sweet words in Italian it just turned her on more. Her body was on fire, she’d never felt this good while a lover gave her cunninglingus, Luke was spectacular. Mona felt her orgasm preparing to overtake her. She wanted to give in but thought if she did she’d lose her mind. It wasn’t as if she hasn’t had an orgasm her battery-operated boyfriend had been sufficient but there was nothing like the real thing. She decided to indulge.

‘Oh yea, right there, right there Lucas!’ Mona moaned out loud, it was her time to let go, ‘yes, yes!’ And then it happened her body began to spasm as the orgasm of her life swept over her.

‘Oooooh yes, yes God yessss!’ Mona could feel her body release then relax, she was dizzy and couldn’t focus it was amazing.

Luke kept lightly licking her as her body started to calm, he’d never had a woman feel the way she felt as she came and it was beautiful. He’d spied her as she had come and it was extraordinary, her thighs trembled and he thought she’d squeeze his skull but it was heavenly.

Luke rose from between her legs smiling widely, Mona was just looked completely satiated. Now he was ready to indulge.

‘Now Mona it’s my turn,’ he told her as he cocked his eyebrow.

Mona lay on the pillow trying to get her breath back, ‘go right ahead, I’m ready to feel you.’

He produced a condom but from where Mona couldn’t figure out. He had it out and on before she knew what hit her. He was in and Mona felt so full and good, he took her breath away. Then he started in again with the Italian.

He was talking and plunging into her deeply and slowly, this man’s dick was like gold, rare and gorgeous.

Luke was in paradise, this was the best pussy he’d ever felt in life. It was tight and smooth like velvet, she fit him perfectly. Luke felt his Italian coming fast and furious as soon as he entered her. He was officially addicted to Mona; he wasn’t letting her go anywhere. He was trying to hang on but he could feel himself going over the brink and it looked like she was coming right along with.

‘Mona, you’ve got the best pussy ever!’ He said huskily and he meant it. ‘Oooh damn, bella. Unhhh!’ he came with fury.

Mona couldn’t believe she was having a second orgasm with this man, that just didn’t happen with her but it was happening now and she was thoroughly enjoying it.

‘Aaaaahhhh!’ she let go for a second time, she felt like she’d just floated to heaven. She wasn’t ready to come back.

He collapsed on the bed next to her, breathing heavily and smiling like he’d never smiled before. It was amazing, that was a lot to say. He looked over at Mona, her body still slightly shaking after the second orgasm. She had her eyes closed, she beautiful he turned over on his side and perched himself up on one elbow. She was ravishing after a good loving. Her wonderful copper skin glowed with light sheen. She opened her eyes slowly and looked at him.

‘That was….I don’t really have the words,’ she really didn’t how could she describe the most incredible sexual experience of her life.

‘Meraviglioso!’ He said as he put his fingers to lips and kissed Italian style.

Mona giggled like a schoolgirl, ‘what did you just say?’

‘I said it was marvelous, just like you,’ he leaned over to take her in his arms and kiss her deeply. It was nice kiss Mona thought, she could taste herself on his lips it was heady and erotic. His tongue did a slow dance with hers as the kissed and caressed one another’s sex slick bodies. He pulled back to look at her.

‘Mona, everything about tonight was right.’

She nodded, but she was nervous it was so good could they keep this up.

‘And I think it’s just going to get better,’ he told her softly as he spread light kisses all over her face.

How could she doubt anything about this man, he was incredible. Everything she’d ever dreamed of, she looked into his eyes.

‘Luke I want you to know that this the most perfect time of my life. I care for you so much, you are an incredible man. I think I may be falling for you.’ Mona let the confession fall from her lips before she realized it. Well, she couldn’t take it back now.

Luke saw the immediate panic in her eyes, it seems she hadn’t meant to make that profession but it was okay.

‘It’s okay bella, don’t panic I feel the same way. I really do want us to be exclusive.’

‘What are you telling me?’

‘I guess I’m saying I want you to be my bella, mine and only mine.’

Mona let out a sigh of relief. It was what she wanted to hear. She hugged him and then they started to kiss, she could feel his cock start to hardened she guessed it was going to be a long.

Luke was ready to make love to her again but the lingering voice in his head had him thinking, if you’re in love with her when are you going to tell her the truth. But right now he out that thought to the side as thoughts of loving this beautiful body overtook him. He’d confess later, now was the time for loving.

Surviving in Dateland-Chapter 4

Chapter 4

Sophie got there kind of early and was sitting in the bar nursing a glass of merlot, looked like her date was running a little late. She spotted him coming through the door of the restaurant looking around for her and charming the Asian woman behind the podium.  He spotted Sophie in the bar area and smiled as he came her way, the lights were low in the restaurant so she really couldn’t get a good look at him but as he approached he noticed he didn’t seem as dapper as he had the previous evening.  She noticed he was dressed nicely just a bit trendier than she was comfortable with, he looked like a Ryan Seacrest reject with his hair so full of gel it stood on end and looked prickly. He just didn’t look like the urban sophisticate from the night before; he looked more like a boy band reject, an old boy band in fact. Sophie thought to herself ‘what have I gotten myself into’ but she had to suck it up, she was trying to get back out there maybe this was her future love looking like a member of N’Sync after their heyday.  But she had to admonish herself on making an assumption about his character just from the way he looked; she had to keep an open mind about dating but she still wondered just how open she really wanted to be.

He finally got to where she was sitting at the bar, “have you been waiting long?” he leaned in to kiss her on the lips and she turned her cheek to him, he didn’t seem pleased with that greeting. “No kiss for your Prince Charming?” he said a little more smugly than he needed.

“I’m sorry. I just think it’ll take some time before I bestow that moniker on you,” she smiled but it didn’t reach her eyes or her heart.

He smiled at her, kind of predatory and smug at the same time. Sophie checked her watch, if this didn’t go any better she’d have to make up some kind of excuse to ditch him.

“Let me see what I can do about getting us a table,” he told her as he turned to walk away. He looked back at her, “well, what you waiting for sexy you need to come with.”

Sophie gathered her purse and slide as stealthily as possible from the bar stool so all her business wouldn’t be in the streets. By the time she carefully got off the bar stool Chad had completely left her and by the time she reached the podium with the hostess behind it he looked annoyed that she’d taken so long.

“You certainly are a slow poke,” he told her as he sort of rolled his eyes.

Sophie frowned, okay this date had just started and she was not enjoying his impatient attitude.

“The hostess, Gina has given us a great table,” he looked over the diminutive Asian woman behind the podium smiled at her, Gina seemed to look at him like he was the last pork chop on the plate and he seemed oddly interested in her although he was on a date. He turned back to Sophie, “I’m a regular here and they always give me the VIP service.”

Sophie was unimpressed by his use of ‘VIP’ status, she had never been really impressed by men who bloviated about their importance. This was a neighborhood restaurant, not the ‘Rainbow Room’ she was not a fan. The hostess showed them to their table, as they walked along Gina the hostess and Chad seemed to chat each other up. She was also not a fan of a man flirting with another woman while on a date with her. Once they arrived at a table by the front window with a view of the sidewalk and the lake, she seated them, she noticed that Chad didn’t wait for her to sit down but just plopped down in his seat. The hostess looked over at her sheepishly when he did and the look on Sophie’s face only showed that she was annoyed by the whole scene. Last night he had been a charmer, this evening he just looked like a snake, maybe it was all those glasses of wine they’d clouded her vision. Gina left and they sat looking at each other nursing their drinks.

Sophie seemed to notice he wasn’t as adept at holding a conversation with her as he was with Gina so she started to spark something up, “well, Chad why don’t you tell me a little more about what you do as an attorney.”

Goodness, what did Sophie say that for once he started he didn’t stop. He just talked and talked and talked the entire evening. He didn’t ask Sophie one question, she could barely got a word in edgewise when he wasn’t talking he was just bragging about everything from his hot new ride to his gigantic penis. She was a little embarrassed there were people around them at other table who would look over and giggle as she sat there uncomfortable and bored. When he started to talk about his yacht he moored over in the Mediterranean Sea, she’d had enough. She actually had to put her hand up to stop him from talking. He’d talked the whole dinner, even talking sometimes with his mouth full. Sophie knew a lot of hardcore manly men working at the brewery and none talked with their mouth full. When she put up her hand to stop him mid-sentence he looked insulted.  What the hell she thought she knew this was not going to be a love match.

“Chad can you excuse me, I need to use the ladies room.”

“Of course,” he finally looked as if he’d caught a clue.

As she exited toward the restroom she saw Gina moseying her way over to the table to chat with him. Sophie had had enough, Gina could have him she knew this would be mean and rude but she didn’t care this man had been rude all night long. She must have been drunker than a sailor last night to think he was worth her time. She snuck out through the kitchen to strange looks from all the Hispanic cooking staff in the back and out the back door, she jumped in her truck and took off. Finally, she was released, no more of charm-free Chad.

On her way home she’d received several calls to her phone from Chad, she knew next time she arranged a date with a guy she wouldn’t give him her phone number just email address. By the time she’d reached her condo in West Seattle he’d called almost five times and left a message each time. Sophie just wondered why he felt the need to leave a voice mail each time, couldn’t he just say what he needed in one voice message. She trudged into her home and kicked off those killer shoes and flopped onto her comfy over-sized chair. She looked at her iPhone and not only was he calling now he was texting really nasty messages, she’d expected him to be upset but not downright hostile. He was calling her things like ‘hussy’, ‘tramp’, tease’, she wondered how she could be a tramp and a tease at the same time. He’d said that ‘she didn’t have any class and wasn’t worthy of man of stature’, she just laughed at that. She knew she had class but she never wanted to be worthy of another man like him again, she was vetting much harder next time she went on a date.

Sophie decided to dump all the voice mails, he was probably repeating the same diatribe on there that he was on the messages, she just blocked his number and hopefully she wouldn’t run into him again in Seattle which sometimes could happen. She stretched herself and decided to give Leann a call about this disastrous date, as she picked up her cell phone it started to play her ringtone, Frank Sinatra’s ‘My Way’ she checked the screen of her iPhone and noticed it was her sister, Cleo, Sophie was shocked she and her sister barely ever spoke regularly.

She pressed screen to receive the call, “Hello.”

“Sophie…” she heard her sister say on the other end.

“Yea, Cleo it’s me.”

“Hey, Soph how you are you darling sister.”

Sophie’s brow scrunched together, Cleo was hardly ever this chatty or friendly with her, ‘I’m great Cleo, what’s going on with you?”

“Oh, I’m good, we’re all doing well.”

“That’s good, how’s the new car?”

“Oh you heard about that,” Cleo told her, she sounded as if she was surprised that Sophie knew of it. Wanda had told Sophie a little while back that Cleo and Kareem buying a new car, probably something they couldn’t afford.

“Yes, I heard. Mom told me a couple of weeks ago.”

“Oh! Well, anyway I was calling to ask a favor.”

Uh-oh thought Sophie; favors asked by Cleo were never little. She sometimes felt it was her right to make demands of Sophie since she was single.

“Favor, hmmm. What can kind of favor?”

“Ugh, don’t sound so excited about it.”

“Listen, Cleo what do you want. I just got home from a terrible date and I just don’t need this now.”

“Terrible date? What do you mean? Who did you go out with?” Cleo was putting as much shock into her voice and it was annoying Sophie, sometimes her little sister could be an absolute brat.

‘No one, don’t worry about it.’

‘Well, you’re the one that said something about it. I was just asking I bet it was with some white boy.’

Sophie rolled her eyes she was so sick of having this conversation with Cleo, “Cleo it doesn’t matter.”

“Yea, it was. You need to leave those white boys alone. I mean, one has already left you and now you’re out there dating them again. They’re all users, they don’t know how to treat a black woman, they can’t relate to our struggles.”

The indignation was rose in her voice as she went to lecture to Sophie. Mid-way through she’d had enough of her little sister, “Cleo!” she shouted and Cleo stopped mid-sentence, “okay, what do you want? I don’t have time to be lectured by you, you live your life and I’ll live mine.”

Cleo sighed into the other end of the line, ‘well I’m sorry, just saving you from heartbreak. You know there’s lots of hot brothas out there who wouldn’t mind dating you. Just put a little weave in your hair and you’ve have them running for…’

“Cleo didn’t I just tell you to stop. Now if we’re going to keep going this way, I’m hanging up the damn phone and going to bed. Now what do you want?’ Sophie could tell her sister was annoyed but she was sick of Cleo’s black love spiel every time she got around her, it was getting old.

‘Well, I’m calling to ask can you take me to the airport on tomorrow morning?’

‘This late?’

“Well yea, Kareem’s sister was going to do it but girl her man just got bail and he’s back home so she’s on lock down for a couple of days if you know what I mean.’

Cleo just rolled her eyes, Kareem was a nice guy but his family was as a ghetto as they came. Everyone was either in jail, getting out of jail or waiting for someone to get out of jail. It was tiring to hear about. Kareem seemed to be the only one that hadn’t gone but Cleo figured that was because the Nation of Islam got him before the streets did, he was a good guy and treated her sister way better than she thought she deserved. Although he was Nation of Islam he wasn’t ever nasty to Sophie when she was married to Mark, that’s more than she could say for Cleo.

‘Okay enough of that, what time?’

‘You’ll do it, oh wow usually you’re so siddity about everything.’

‘Cleo you better tell me what time before I hang up and you’ll figure something else out.’

‘I’ll need you here at about 6:30 am’

‘6:30 am, what the fuck?’

‘Yea 6:30 my plane leaves at 9:00 am so I need to be there by 7, can you do it?’

‘Yea, I’ll do it and you better have gas money. Where are you going anyway?’

‘I’m going to Phoenix for my job, they got some woman they’re doing work on and I need to be there. I am the anesthesiologist.’

‘I understand that Cleo’ said sarcastically it was like herding chickens trying to get her sister to stay focused.

‘Well good because I have to be here for this surgery, it’s someone famous but of course I can’t tell you.’

Sophie was aware her sister worked for a nationally renowned plastic surgeon the man went all over the United States stitching up faces and jowls. It was always a surprise that Cleo who she felt was sometimes the most ill-mannered person she’d ever met got this job. But she was good at what she did.

‘I’ll see you tomorrow morning Cleo.’


Sophie hung up before she could hear anymore of Cleo’s mouth, she loved her sister but she was a true pain in the tuckus sometimes.

She’d gotten up early and taken Cleo to the airport with her moaning and groaning about Sophie’s dating choices. Sometimes Sophie felt like the little sister with her, she hadn’t said much she was just listened it was best not to interrupt Cleo when she was on a roll. It would only get her talking more. After awhile she’d tire herself out, Sophie was happy when she dropped her off curbside she hugged her sister and sent her on her way.

She’s been up since 5:45 am so she was yawning when Grant wandered into her office at around 9:30.

‘Geez kid you look beat.’

Sophie looked up at him and rolled her eyes. ‘Thanks so much you know how to make a girl feel good.’

Grant had the good taste to look sheepish, ‘sorry Soph but you look all out what are you doing here on a Sunday?’

“I could ask you the same thing. Just dropped my sister off at Seatac and thought I would come in and fill out the monthly audit reports, they’re due to quality on Wednesday and I hate to  be late, Ned hates it too.’

‘Yea Ned can get cranky if those aren’t in on time. I sent him mine on Friday.’

‘That was smart, so what you doing here?’

‘Oh I got few batches I was checking on and then going to head back home, headed to the movies with the wife and kids later. How was your date?’ he said wriggling his eyebrows for effect.

‘Oh lord I do not want to talk about it. Loser with a capital L’, she put the L sign with her fingers up to her forehead.

Grant started to laugh hysterically. Sophie shook her head and laughed too. Her cell phone started to play Sinatra’s  ‘My Way’ she looked at it and noticed an unfamiliar number. She shushed Grant and answered her iPhone.

She was still laughing as she answered, ‘hello,’ she said slightly breathless from laughing.

‘Hello, did I catch you at a bad time?’

Sophie eyes went wide, it was Brock. ‘No, no you didn’t’ she responded immediately.

‘Oh well I wished I had, it sounds like you’re having lots of fun without me’

Sophie could feel that comment go straight to her nether regions. She closed her eyes for a moment to picture that handsome face and opened them again and noticed Grant staring at her curiously. He mouthed the words ‘what?’

She shook her head to indicate nothing and shooed him out of her office. He went quietly but she noticed he looked a tad annoyed at her sending him away.

‘You still there?’

‘Yes I’m still here, who exactly is this?’ Sophie didn’t want to seem too eager so she feigned ignorance.

‘Oh I’m sorry it’s me, Brock Giles. That was rude of me not to indicate who I was.’

‘Oh that’s okay, how are you Brock?’

‘I’m doing fine how about you?’

‘Just great, what made you call me?’

‘Well I thought I might find you in middle of something…’

Middle of what, she thought.

‘Like breakfast and maybe I could join you.’

Ah breakfast with a beautiful man, really she could have eaten any food she had right off those tight abs of his.

‘No you didn’t find me at breakfast, you found me at work.’

‘Work? Who works on a Sunday?’

She laughed at him, ‘I do. I have information to get complete for end of the month audits so I came in and to get it done. It’s nice to not have distractions,’ although he was what she would call a distraction.

‘Oh, does this mean I can’t get my tour?’

‘Tour?’ yea he’d asked for a tour of the brewery, ‘oh yea, when would you like it?’

‘Any time this week would be great, if you’re not busy.’

She thought about her schedule as much as she’d like to take him this week was not good and then she thought maybe today would be a better option.

‘I’ll tell you what, how about today? Are you busy?’

‘Busy, no I’m not busy. Today would be great. I’ve really been looking forward to seeing you…I mean the brewery.’

Sophie ears perked up at his indication he’d wanted to see her, although he had corrected himself she knew a Freudian slip when she heard one. She didn’t think there was any chance of her and this luscious young hunk having a future but he’d be damn sure nice to look at.

‘Okay how about you come on down at about 12:30, I’ll be done with this stuff by then’

‘Sounds good.’

‘I’ll be at the front waiting for you, see you then.’

‘Looking forward to it.’

She ended the call and set back in her chair, she suddenly felt hot and flush. What was this guy doing to her; she hadn’t had this kind of visceral reaction to any man ever in her life. This was not a good thing because their age difference would probably be nothing but a problem. She looked down at her clothes and noticed she had on jean mini skirt, a frilly shirt she’d gotten at the Gap, a hoodie and converse tennis shoes. She looked a mess. Why had she decided to invite him today, she could at least invited him a day she looked really good. Oh well, too late maybe if she headed to the bathroom she could dab on a little makeup so she didn’t look too tacky when he showed up.

Sophie was stepping out the bathroom where she’d applied a little mascara and lip gloss. She didn’t want to go full makeup that would look desperate but her bare face was not going to win over a hottie like Brock.

On the way to the front she ran into Grant again.

‘Hey what you doing?’ he asked seeming way too curious about her plans.

‘I’m waiting on someone if you must know.’

‘Who? The person you were on the phone with earlier.’

Sophie looked at him and furrowed her brow it sometimes annoyed her that Grant seemed overprotective of her.

‘Yes, he’s my yoga instructor and wanted a tour so I’m going to give him a private one,’ maybe that would shut him up.

‘Oh, well good luck with that,’ he said kind of smug as he walked out the front doors.

What the hell was that about, thought Sophie. She turned to see Brock getting out of a Prius, typical Seattle tree-hugger. She wondered what he’d think about her truck. She noticed that as he and Grant passed each other they were sizing each other up. She couldn’t figure out what the hell was going on with Grant but as Brock looked up and smiled at her, she forgot all about Grant. She smiled back big, he looked great. He was wearing a Stones vintage concert t-shirt, good indication he had great music taste under a black button sweater, he had on jeans that hugged every contour of those muscular legs and he was wearing a pair of black brogues it was a bit haphazard but she liked his style.

‘Hey there’ she told him as he stepped through the door.

He looked at her and smiled big, he had the nicest set of teeth she’d seen on any man. Sophie had to suffer two years with braces as a teen to get her smile and it still wasn’t perfect. She still had a slight gap.

‘Hi how are you Sophie?’ he said while leaning in to hug her. She closed the gap to hug him back. He felt, solid, and warm she felt like letting her hands roam but she held them still around his back. It was broad and muscular, she wanted to weep. He was so sexy and as they moved back out of the embrace she was sure he had no idea how much.

‘I’m doing great so glad you could come today. Welcome to Passionate Brewing.’

‘Wow, this place is a lot bigger than I’d thought.’

‘I’m sure it is and we’re still considered a microbrewery. Come on in and we’ll get this tour started.’

‘Will I get a sample at the end of this?’ he asked. Sophie noticed he was looking at her lips as he said it she would have happy to give and get a sample of his but she knew he meant a microbrew.

‘Of course, you’ll get one but the cost will have to be listening to me drone on how to make beer.’

‘Listening to you will be absolutely delightful, please lead the way.’

Sophie led him into the brewery.

They’d been through the whole brewery; she explained how their brews were made. Gave him a history of beer-making and how Passionate Brewing was established. She’d tried to stay focused on the tour but every once in a while she’d look over and notice he was looking at her intently it made it hard to focus sometimes.

He asked questions, many about her and how she ended up becoming a brewmaster. She was happy to answer and had enjoyed his delightful banter. He was funny with a great wit and very smart. Although she’d told him a lot about brewing, he knew a lot too. She also found out he’d done some home brewing with what he had called ‘questionable results’.

After the tour they’d sat in the brew tasting room to talk. There were no tours today but tasting room taps were still flowing.

‘That was a fabulous tour, you know so much’ he complimented her as he sipped a Deception Pass Pale Ale.

‘Thanks it’s my job so no biggie.’ She’d chosen to indulge in a Bainbridge Island Brown today.

‘You’re such an awesome woman; I wonder how your guy lets you out of the house.’

‘Guy, what guy?’ she laughed, ‘I’m single.’

Brock looked shocked at that confession, ‘you cannot be single, a great lady like you. These guys are nuts.’

Sophie rolled her eyes, he didn’t know how close to the truth he was, ‘well I’m as nuts as they are. I’m on the internet trying to find love.’

‘You’re doing online dating, why?’

‘You say that like no one is going to want me,’ she chuckled.

‘No that’s not what I meant at all, you are beautiful, smart, funny and with rocking body.’

Sophie blushed a little, rocking body huh?

‘I’m sorry,’ he apologized, ‘was that too forward.’

She put her hand up to stop him, ‘oh no, don’t apologize this old lady is happy someone thinks she has a rocking body.’

‘I’m glad I could make you happy,’ he smiled at her.

An awkward silence fell between them. Sophie felt like something was going to happen and she was right. He leaned over his barstool and kissed her. It was hesitant and tender. She couldn’t believe she was kissing this beautiful man, it was sweet kiss at first then he took her face and his hands and the kiss became more demanding. Brock’s tongue swept the seam of her lip and then she parted them so he could have access to her sweet mouth. Sophie couldn’t move she could feel he was an incredible kisser and her nether regions were reacting to it. It had been a long time since it had felt this good. She heard something stirring behind her and pulled back. Brock was smiling at her broadly. He caressed her face.

‘You okay,’ he asked under his breath.

‘I’m fine, I thought I heard someone.’

‘I don’t see anyone. That was nice.’

She sighed and moved out of his caress, ‘yes it was but I don’t think we should have done that.’

‘Why? You’re attracted to me aren’t you?’

‘That part doesn’t matter, Brock. You’re a nice guy but there are too many differences.’

‘Differences, what does that matter? I’m attracted to you, you’re attracted me. How about we see where this takes us.’ Brock moved in closer, taking Sophie into his arms.

Sophie squirmed to get lose, the last thing she needed was some young stud to take her on a magical sexual ride then drop her like bad habit.

‘I don’t think that’s a good idea.’

Brock looked disappointed but he would honor her feelings.

‘Okay if that’s how you feel. I guess I better get going.’

Sophie smiled and led him back to the front and out of the brewery, in the parking lot they said their good-byes and he told her he’d see her in yoga this week.

Sophie went back in and gathered her things to go home. As she drove toward home, she touched her lips and thought about that soul-searing kiss that Brock laid on her. She felt it in every part of her body but her but her mind told her the truth the chance of any kind relationship between her Brock was a joke.

Rendezvous-Chapter 10

This chapter contains explicit sexual content. Please be advised.

Chapter 10

She was sitting on Paul’s sofa, she’d been here so many times while they had dated. It was so comfortable and she felt so at home in his house even after all this time being apart. He had on some jazz in the background, nothing too obvious just background noise she figured. He’d gone into the kitchen to get her a glass of wine. She knew what she was here for and she was wondering why he was taking so long beating around the bush. He emerged from the kitchen through the dining room to the sofa where she sat; he looked calm and kind of serene. She was getting nervous; she wanted to get on with. Why not just have this one last roll in the hay and they go and get closure.

‘Here you go’ he said handing her the glass of chilled Riesling.

He’d taken off his tie and dress shirt and just sat there in a nice form fitting t-shirt. She kept thinking he’d done that on purpose, sly devil, Violet thought to herself. Well, let’s just get this over with.

As he sat down to get comfortable, she decided to just blurt it out, ‘Paul, I know what I’m here for so why beat around the bush and play tag. Let’s just strip and get this over with, I’m ready to fuck how about you?’

He sat there looking at her like she had three heads. Violet was so over this, she started to take off her clothes, she removed her blouse and was standing to unzip her skirt when Paul’s hand took hers to stop her. She looked down at him; she’d never seen such hurt in his eyes. She was taken aback for a moment. Had she done something? Had she offended him in some way? She didn’t understand; all the things he said in the bathroom, the stuff in the car, she thought this was what he wanted and in a way she wanted it too. She stopped mid-unzip, her hands fell to her sides nervously.

Paul removed his hand from her arm, he was angry now but he didn’t want this to end in an argument. He wanted her to know how much he loved her, not how much he wanted to fuck her although he did. It was important that tonight was about love and intimacy.

‘Is that what you think of me, Violet? You really think I’m just some horned up joker only capable of only using his dick and not feeling a thing,’ the hurt in his voice was noticeable to even him.

Violet sunk back into the couch and slumped, she felt defeated and ashamed. This man had brought feelings back to her she didn’t think she’d ever feel again and more than just lust, pure and beautiful love. Her head just lolled forward.

Paul took her face in his hands and lifted it him, ‘Violet, I love you. I didn’t even realize how much I did until I lost you. That bull I pulled with Rebecca Althorp was childish; I was such a wanker for doing that to you. I apologize and I’ll never do it again. But you can’t leave me thinking that all I ever wanted you for was sex.’

Violet was looking at him and she saw what she could only guess were tears. She’d never Paul cry, she’d hardly even seen him sad. But there they were, he blinked and they started to stream. He wasn’t sobbing profusely just silent tears. Violet felt like such a damn idiot, a fool that’s what she was.

‘I could never have sex with you, ever again and I’d still want to spend the rest of my life with you,’ he said through the tears.

Did Violet hear that right, did he say ‘spend the rest of my life’ she was shocked.

She pulled back out of his caress of her face, ‘are you serious, Paul? What are you saying?’

‘I’m saying I want to marry you, love.’

‘Marry? Paul now I’m a lot of work as you can plainly see. I’m just now getting to the point where I can feel independent.’

‘That’s okay, I still love you and when you feel like you can be interdependent with me I’ll marry you. I don’t want to rush you. I know we both have a few issues to overcome but I’m mad about you girly. I don’t want you to ever leave me.’

Suddenly, he moved off the couch to the floor on one knee. Violet was in shock, when did all this happen. Was this what he’d been planning all day? Paul removed a small black velvet box from his pocket. Violet couldn’t think. She couldn’t breathe. He took her left hand in his, it looked small in those large, strong mitts of his but he was gentle. She looked up at him.

He still had tears in his eyes as he opened the box and asked in the sturdiest voice he could muster. ‘Violet Maxwell, I love you with fiber of my being. I don’t want to go another day without you being my wife. Will you marry me?’

Violet sat still stunned all this was happening. She looked at him and saw the gentleness and love in his eyes. She looked down at the ring, this man was not playing. It was a solitaire princess cut diamond and it was big, she’d never seen a diamond that big. She looked back up at him patiently waiting for her answer. He wouldn’t have to wait anymore.

‘Yes, Paul I’ll be your wife now and forever.’

Paul sighed; he’d been so nervous she’d just get up and run out again. His face lit up with that megawatt smile that Violet loved so much and he leapt to his feet and gathered her up in a bear hug.

Violet almost lost her breath as he hugged her but it felt so good to be back in his arms so secure and safe. She could feel him suddenly let her go and she was bereft by the absence but she knew he’d never go away again.

‘Oh I almost forgot I need to put this on your finger,’ he took that gorgeous ring from the box and slipped it on her finger, ‘I remembered your ring size from that shopping trip when you tried on rings while we visited Portland.’

She was shocked that was many months ago, how did he remember that. But she knew that Paul was always very aware and attentive to her and her needs. She looked at the ring on her finger; it fit perfectly and looked like it belonged. She stared up at Paul again he was happy but his eyes still held some unshed tears. She took her fingers to wipe them away.

‘Why are still crying?’ she asked. ‘I said yes.’

‘I’m just so damned happy. You know I was planning on doing this differently but all of a sudden all the love I feel for you couldn’t be contained; I had to ask you to marry me. It couldn’t wait another moment.’ He pulled her into another embrace but this time it was sealed with a kiss. He kissed her deep and hard as if he never wanted their lips to part.

Violet separated first trying to catch her breath; this man could kiss like the dickens. ‘Whew! That’s what I call passion,’ she told him with a coy smile.

They both could feel Paul’s cock start to harden and the thing they’d both been dying for all day was about to come to pass.

‘Well it looks we need to celebrate this occasion’ Paul told her as he cocked an eyebrow.

‘But Paul with my engagement, I’ve got to tell someone,’ she said jokingly.

Paul pulled her close again, ‘they can have you after I’ve had you.’

Violet knew what she meant because she slick and ready for his cock to relieve the aching in her body.

‘Okay then, you first.’ Although she was happy to accept this invitation she felt some power in this situation. Paul wasn’t one to ask, he usually just took her at will which she enjoyed but it was nice to have him make a request.

‘Well where do we start?’ Paul said eyeing her sexily, all the tears of joy were gone and there was only male hunger left in his look.

‘Why don’t we start right here, on this sofa,’ Violet loved the boldness in her voice, ‘then move upstairs? Does that meet your approval, Mr. Dudley?’ She decided to become more submissive, letting him take over or at least think he was taking over.

Paul flopped down into the corner of the large sectional one foot on it and one foot on the floor. He was full masculine form; he wanted to play the game that Violet was suggesting in her question.

‘Yes, that meets with my approval but your clothing doesn’t.’

Violet looked down she’d forgotten she was half undressed when he’d gone all romance on her. ‘What do you need?’

Paul licked his lips slowly. It was a gesture not loss on Violet’s eyes it was fairly dark in the room but Violet couldn’t miss Paul’s hunger and that hard cock about burst out of those suit pants. She sometimes found his control unbearable, she knew with her own eyes he wanted to fuck her right into oblivion but the man was so nonchalant as he sat there. She felt herself trembling with unbridled delight, she was ready to be ravished but it seems he may have turned the tables on her.

‘Violet, pay attention please.’

She gone into a reverie at the thought of making love to him and hadn’t heard a word he’d just uttered.  She looked up, he was calmly seated and then he started to rub this hardened bulge.

‘I want to you to stand and remove your clothing but don’t rush. It’s been awhile I’d like to see you do it slowly.’

Violet rolled her eyes at the frustrating slowness of this task she was assigned.

‘Did I see you roll your eyes?’ he asked in quick brusque tone.

‘No’ she stated quickly. She could feel herself getting even more aroused, she didn’t know what it was about this man’s forceful demeanor during sex that made her long to comply.

‘Good but you’re not moving.’

Violet rose slowly and stood in front of him in a way she felt brazen and bold, his eyes never left hers. She removed her skirt just as she was about to do before he stopped her, he didn’t move to stop her this time. It dropped to the floor in a heap around her feet. She stepped out of it and kicked it to the side. She was standing there in a hot pink bra no underwear as he’d ripped those off earlier in the day, she didn’t know what had possessed her to choose that color that morning but she may have known already what she was in for today. Her mouth was dry and she swallowed hard to relieve her parched throat.

He was still sitting, not moving, not smiling, just his eyes she saw them as they raked over her near naked form.

Paul was trying to keep control but really he wanted to rip that bra off. He almost smiled to himself as he sat there and saw her naked neatly trimmed snatch staring at him he’d forgotten he’d already ripped her panties off. He’d be nice and leave her with something to take home. She was about to remove the bra but he stopped her.

‘No, I like you looking like that. Turn around,’ he said with a sureness only he could possess.

She wasn’t quite sure but she didn’t think long, she turned and then he did smile. He knew she couldn’t see his face but my goodness she had the nicest, roundest, most firm ass he’d ever had the pleasure of looking at. He was sure he knew men that would give a right testicle just to look at it and he got the pleasure of caressing it.

‘Move toward me, Violet but don’t turn around.’

Violet thought how awkward she didn’t want to fall but she did as he asked she stepped gingerly backward till he told her to stop. She was standing in front of him at the inside corner of the sofa. Paul had sat up and her beautiful behind was right in his face. He noticed that shiny silk that running between her legs, she wanted him badly he liked that and although he wanted to be deep within her folds he also wanted to make her wait a little.

His hands caressed her backside, he heard her whimper slightly and his cocked jumped in response. He couldn’t have that another whimper and he’d blow his load right in those $2,000 slacks. He smacked her bottom and hard, she jumped.

‘No, no Violet you have to be quiet. I can’t concentrate on this gorgeous round ass of yours if you make those sounds.’

Violet didn’t know how she was going to keep it in, she was ready to come, and she could feel her juices sliding down her leg. His warm breath on her butt wasn’t helping either.

He took both his hands and put them on each cheek and just caressed and rubbed them gently. So smooth and soft, he caught her scent she smelled intoxicating. Then he did it, the thing he did when they first came across each other in the bookstore, he stuck his tongue between those cheeks and just licked. Violet was holding it together with a thread of sanity and as Paul lapped at her, he swept that tongue from clit to her rose bud. It was over, she couldn’t stop it, she started to terrible in this hands, her head got light, she wasn’t going to be able to stand on those heels a minute more. Her orgasm swept over her while he was still enjoying himself with her backside. He’d noticed she’d come, he knew that tremble anywhere but he wasn’t done. He knew he couldn’t make her remain standing she’d probably fall over onto him so he picked her up quickly and laid her back on the sofa and continued his delightful work. He lapped at her wet pussy, he knew he could make her come again and again if he liked. He’d done it to her before, he was happy when he found she was multi-orgasmic. Violet was surprised when she’d found it out. He buried his head between her beautiful wet thighs and let this tongue do all the work. He was quite deft in the use of that tongue, a skill that been honed many years. He looked up at her, hooded eyes, head back; she seemed to be biting her tongue to keep from screaming he could only guess. He was proud of himself; she took orders well during sex which only made him want to please her more. Before he knew it, he had her shaking and convulsing, her thighs tightened around his ears he loved the sensation and her juices flowed right into his mouth. He swallowed him Dom Perignon champagne but only it was sweeter. He stood up wiped his mouth with his forearm and stood there to look at his handiwork.

Violet was breathing so hard she felt like she’d been on the working out and he’d done all the work. She was amazed at this eagerness to please and his ability to do it so very well. She’d only found she was multi-orgasmic during sessions with him. She figured the rest just weren’t up to the task but Paul could make her come so much she was aching in the next day. She looked to see him standing over her, she didn’t know when it happened but he’d taken his clothes off or maybe she was dreaming. Her orgasm had been so intense she could believe she was seeing things but as she blinked she realized he was naked. His cock was red and swollen, hard as steel and just about as dangerous. He was caressing it, getting it ready she could only imagine. She could feel herself beginning to get wet as her pussy tightened and pulsated. She figured she’d take sweet cock into her waiting mouth. She moved for it and licked the tip which had a small amount of pre-cum on it.

‘Oh no, the only place this will be exploding is in that sweet cunt of yours.’ He hoisted her up suddenly and threw her over his shoulder with ease. She looking at that hard muscular behind of his upside down, even that way it was thing of beauty. He must flown up those steps because the next thing she felt under her was that soft bed and the next thing she felt over her was the hard planes of that muscular body.

He took a moment to look at her, he couldn’t believe this woman was going to be his wife and he would be able to enjoy her to his delight anytime he liked.

‘Violet I don’t want this to be silent, I want you vocal. I want you screaming to the top of your lungs that you love me as I make love to you and as you know you’re mine and no one else’s from now on.’

Violet shook her head ‘yes’ as he entered her swiftly and completely. He took her breath away and he writhed in her slowly with her moving along as his rhythm speeded up. She could feel herself taking him deeper. Paul felt her cavern start to close around him, her cunt so was tight and it fit him perfectly. He closed his eyes only for a moment because he wanted to make sure he wasn’t dreaming that this beautiful, fabulous woman was here beneath him loving him with a passion he’d never known. Her eyes her clear shining brown and full of love, she smiled as his cock moved in and out of her. He knew he’d never feel anything for anyone that way he felt for Violet.

‘I love you, Paul more than anything. I love you and I’m yours.’

‘I’m yours too.’

He knew there was truth in that statement more than any other statement he’d made in his life. His body, soul, mind and body were all hers, hers forever. Paul could feel himself start to build up he knew he’d spill his seed in her at any moment, he’d been dreaming about this moment coming again.

‘Oh God!!!’ he felt himself come in such a wave of relief and happiness.

Violet came with him, ‘Oh Paul!! Ohhhhh!’ echoed in his ear it was beautiful sound. The sound of his woman coming in his ear, there was no sweeter sound on earth.


Later on they lay sated in each others’ arms, slick with sweat from love making which they had done about two more times during the night. It was dark with only the dim light from Paul en suite flooding into the room.

Paul looked down at her as she lay across his chest, he was so incredibly lucky that she’d had change of heart and taken him back.

‘Violet, love, are you awake?’ he said softly into her hair it was laid out in a beautiful mass on his chest.

Violet opened her eyes and moved her head up to look at him. ‘Yes, I am my darling.’ She loved having a pet name for him.

‘Ahh love, I’m glad. I’m glad about everything. I want to get up and dance.’

‘Dance? Really.’

‘Yes, when I’m happy I like to do a jig but not now. I may be a little sore from that last round we went.’

Violet giggled.

Paul swatted her on her behind but not too hard, he only did that during sex.

‘Ouch. Why did you do that?’

‘You can’t laugh at me. I will not be trifled with.’

‘Really, well I can do anything I want to do Mr. Man.’ Violet smiled at him slyly.

Paul raised an eyebrow, ‘well what are you saying?’

Violet took his already hardening dick into her hands and started to rub it gently.

‘I’m saying that right now I’m in charge for once,’ she started to ease down his sweat slick body.

‘In charge, okay’ and as she wrapped her full lips around his cock ‘just this once.’ He laid back to preparing to enjoy himself.


It was six months later and a very pregnant Violet was standing in the baby’s future nursery with the interior decorator trying to pick out drapes.

‘I don’t know, Colin. I just don’t know’ she’d hired the new boyfriend of Leonard’s he was great interior decorator and actually around Leonard’s age which was a really big surprise.

‘Well if we’re going with the yellow and green scheme, I’m thinking these two.’ He held up two swatches, Violet thought they looked good. She decided to go with those two.

She’d been a big decoration extravaganza, after Paul and she had gotten married in Australia and spent a month in New Zealand for their honeymoon. They’d come back and sold Paul’s house and moved into a bigger house in Issaquah, that’s when they discovered she was pregnant. The night he’d asked her to marry him, had been a bigger night than they’d thought. Violet had been so overwhelmed by surprise and caught up with the love and passion. She’d forgotten that she’d stopped taking birth control about 4 months prior so now a little Dudley was on its way.

When she told Paul he had been thrilled he’d always wanted to be a dad and what better way for it to happen than with the woman he loved. They’d had a small wedding if you can call 100 guests small at her new mother and father-in-law’s horse ranch outside of Sydney. It was quickly put together but everyone had chipped in. Paul had flown out Violet’s family and her brothers had walked her down the aisle. It was a beautiful wedding with Paul in a suit designed by Hugo Boss and her in a stunning embroidered lace sleeveless v-neck with trumpet front slit wedding dress by Monique Lhuillier it was simple but sexy. Nedra had been maid of honor and Pam a bridesmaid and Paul’s childhood friend, Bradford had been best man and his brother-in-law as groomsmen. They’d somehow ended up in Bangkok for the bachelor party. She didn’t as; it would have turned into a real life ‘Hangover’ movie.

Violet had finally gotten to meet his family and they had been wonderful and so welcoming. Everyone in her family and his were thrilled about the pregnancy. Nedra and Pam were excited to be Aunties to her new little one. Because as Pam said ‘as close as she was coming to having a baby was via Violet’.

She was coming from the bedroom when she heard the chef calling to her. Paul had hired this person a couple of times during the week as it was becoming harder and harder for Violet to cook meals. They’d also kept his housekeeper, Rosalita she was now managing this household but was vacation in Mexico visiting family. Although she loved cooking now was not the time, it was a summer barbeque and she had guests coming over. Paul was working on his own with an office in Issaquah so he didn’t have such a bad commute this Saturday. He was in doing some work for Harmon Brookes, he was still consulting for them and other firms. Violet had decided to stay home until the baby started school then she’d go back to work as the other Dudley in the Dudley Group, LLC. She missed working but she was happy to be home during this time and with the full support of wonderful husband.

‘Wilson, can I do something for you?’

‘Yes, Mrs. Dudley the folks are out back looking for a place to set up.’

‘Oh thank you.’

Violet walked through the French doors of the kitchen out onto the large patio, this house was a 4500 sq. ft. 5 bedroom rambler made of beautiful stone with a massive deck, swimming pool. It had trees throughout the backyard that lead into a wooded area in back. She walked back there a few times it had a small stream running through back of the property. Paul had a number of ideas of what he wanted to do with the place but personally she liked all the trees and wanted it to remain just as it was. She could imagine their child running through the woods, what a great sight that would be; she rubbed her belly and smiled down.

She saw the event coordinator for this shindig and they started to chat about where to set up everything for the party.

Then she heard a familiar roar of an engine it was Paul back from work, it was 1:00 pm and this thing was beginning at 6, she was glad he was home.

She excused herself from the coordinator who was talking a mile a minute and went through the French doors again to see her devastatingly handsome husband coming through the front door.

Paul caught sight of his beautiful wife, she was more gorgeous than ever since she’d become pregnant. He couldn’t imagine any woman in the world being more stunning than a pregnant Violet he was thinking maybe he needed to keep her that way but they would speak about that later on. He was carrying flowers, dahlias he’d picked up at the local flower shop. She saw them and smiled even brighter. They raced toward one another, him a tad faster than her and he caught her in the great room. He swept her up into his arms and hugged her then kissed her longingly while he rubbed that rotund backside and squeezed it ever so slightly.

When he put her down she said ‘well Mr. Dudley that was quite a hello.’

He tapped her bottom one more time, ‘you wait till later on when I say goodnight.’

Violet knew what that meant a long night of luxurious love-making with her husband. They’d had to work out the dynamics since her belly had gotten rounder but he was quite the engineer when it came to sexual positions.

‘How are you darling?’ she said caressing his handsome face, ‘are those for me?’

‘I’m doing very well, love, now that I’m home and yes these are for you.’ He handed her the gorgeous bouquet.

Violet loved dahlias, really she loved all flowers. She took them to the kitchen and asked Wilson to put them in water. Although he wasn’t the butler he complied, he liked the Dudleys they were nice people and very much in love.

‘Well wow, you’ve gotten this whole thing set up don’t you?’

‘I do, there’s an event coordinator and before you know it, violά we’ll be ready to go.’

‘Well while these folks are out here taking care of this business, why don’t I take you to the bedroom and we’ll take care of some business.’

Paul had decided later was too late he wanted his hot wife, right now and his hands were beginning to roam.

‘I got things to do,’ she said as his hands started to roam further ‘Paul, right now with a house full of people?’

‘As long as you stay quiet no one will ever know,’ Paul told her with wicked challenging smile.

Violet smiled a bit more, ‘okay but you know that’s not a challenge for me, it is one for you.’

‘Maybe I can take you to the bathroom for old time’s sake,’ he told her.

‘I’ll tell you what if you can work that out I’ll be amazed.’

He took her hand as they strolled toward their en suite bathroom. Violet was so happy and in love with this man. She was thinking all this from an encounter in a bookstore bathroom, life was full of surprises.