“I do acknowledge that I was an ass about it, especially leaving so abruptly,” he continued.
“Please stop, please stop,” I said silently.
“Shall we begin?” he asked.
“Yes.”
He spanked my right butt cheek and then asked, “Who does this buttock belong to?”
Heat rushed to my hard nipples and my already throbbing, wet pussy. “You,” I grunted.
He hit the other side and his cock twitched against me. “And this warm, round globe.”
“You; only you.”
Then he escalated the speed and intensity of the spanking.
I panted heavily, groaning and squirming as my natural juices dripped down onto his legs below.
“So rosy and inviting.” He bent over, and to my surprise bit either side of my ass.
“Hey,” I giggled, placing my hands over to my butt to protect it.
“Stop wiggling all around or I’ll come against your stomach.” He kissed each globe and said, “Come to me.”
Without hesitation I straddled his lap, slowly easing down over his steely erection.
“You make me so hard love. I only get this hard for you.”
Oh how I wished that was true, with every fiber of my being.
Facing each other, he held my head in his hands and kissed me like his life depended on it. When our lips broke apart, he said, “The thought of losing you—”
“You won’t, you can’t. I’m exactly where I want to be.” I rose and fell over his lap, floating in the exquisiteness of our connection. I felt the love he freely expressed, our linked stare, and our bodies colliding together.
He gripped my waist, controlling the pace and angle, circling my hips over him. The friction inside and out caused a light-headed euphoria. I grasped his shoulders, lifting and dropping, as he thrust up to meet me.
“Baby, lean back and play with your tits for me. Pull and tug on your nipples. Oh yes ... so womanly ... so hot. I want to see your face as you come for me. There you go. Oh, I can feel you getting close. Take me with you, milk me. Oh, Lainie,” he called out. His orgasm exploded as I pulsed around his invasion.
I didn’t stop moving, I couldn’t. I held my breath and rode out the torrent of waves crashing inside my pussy and my heart. I’d never before given of myself so fully to another. Whether ill-conceived or not, I took the risk with Mason. I wanted it to be him and I had come to need his love as the nutrition to sustain me. In that moment, I didn’t give a flying fucking shit what anyone else thought.
I collapsed against him, my heart pounding and my breathing erratic. “I love you, Mason. Please take care of my heart.”
“No question. I always will. I’ve never loved like this before Lainie, and I can’t let you go.”
“Good.”
He soothed my back and held me close, as he softened inside me. I didn’t want to move off of him, because I knew what it meant. He would have to go soon. I wanted him for a week, all to myself and yet I knew he would be traveling soon and I would have to live on this moment alone.
As if he heard me, he said, “I need to get going soon.”
“I don’t want you to leave,” I said, never before uttering such sentiments to him.
“And I don’t want to go, love, but I must.”
“I know it’s just—” A ripple of guilt overcame my bliss as I struggled to swallow away the lump that had lodged in my throat. I shifted off of his lap and sat next to him on the towel covering the couch. Our joined aroma filled my senses and I no longer wanted to deal with my indiscretion. It really wasn’t important anymore? Was it?
“Just what?”
“Oh, never mind,” I said, lightly. I lay my head on his shoulder.
He pulled me away from him and asked, “Is this about the other night?”
“Yes, I mean, you have nothing to worry about. I’ve decided to avoid seeing Stay.”
“Why? I thought it wasn’t an issue.” He shifted to face me.
Heat crawled up my neck to my ears. “I thought that’s what you wanted.”
“If you need to avoid seeing him, something’s happened. What did you do Lainie?” His deep voice of disapproval frightened me.
I started shaking, believing I had screwed up the best thing in my life. Why couldn’t I just keep my mouth shut? “Before I explain, please promise me something.”
“What?” he said calmly which scared me even more.
“You’ll hear me out.”
He breathed out heavily and said, “Lainie, just say it because you are making it worse by making me wait.”
“I let him kiss me,” I forced out.
“Were you drinking?”
“Yes, but...”
“But what?”
I shook my head. “Nothing. Listen, I’m not interested in Stay and I’ve made that crystal clear to him.”
“And it didn’t go further than that?” He touched my thigh and it was as if the light had risen just slightly over the horizon.
“No. I felt horrible afterwards.” I rested my hand on top of his.
“Okay, just don’t let it happen again.”
“I won’t,” I said, climbing back onto his lap. “I promise you. I love you Mason. I want you in my life and will be grateful for any time we can be together.”
“I’m going to be away a lot for the next few weeks. Can I steal you away on Friday around lunchtime?”
“Meet at my place?”
“No, I won’t have that much time. We’ll meet up at a friend’s place.”
I paused, not liking that idea at all. “Have you taken other women there?”
“No love, of course not,” he said with conviction.
“Yeah, okay. Call or text when you know the time.” I threw my arms over his shoulders and said, “Thank you so much for today. I needed to know we’re going to be okay.”
“We’re more than okay love.” He glanced at the time on the DVD player. “I have to get going.”
“Okay. Let’s say goodbye now,” I said, hating to watch him dress and walk out my door.
He gave me a passionate kiss goodbye, and I went to the bathroom to shower as he left.
I contemplated going back to Bella but decided against it. Instead, I enjoyed the downtime, catching up on TV and recalling my time with Mason.
My phone chimed while I was in the bathroom getting ready for bed. I brought up the screen.
MM: I was lying in bed and couldn’t get you off of my mind. Your tight pussy and huge heart have me completely captivated. Please don’t text back. I just wanted to
MM: say again how much I love you and need you in my life. Thank you for today and I can’t wait to see you on Friday.
I practically skipped my way into bed. I pulled my journal onto my lap and clicked my pen.
He loves me! He really loves me. I’m going to save that message forever and ever.
Today was amazing! I loved my time with Mason and he totally forgave me for the kiss with Stay. Now I can put all that awful business behind me.
I can’t believe I told Mason I love him, but I don’t regret it at all. He treasured it more than I could have hoped. AND he wants to see my again on Friday!
I know he’ll be going away for a while and that’s always hard to face, but being confident in his love for me will make the waiting far easier. Maybe we will do phone sex again. That wasn’t so bad. Not at all.
I should make a point to call Dad and let him know how things are going. I hate to think he’s worried for me.
I’m a bit behind at work and need to check the numbers and work on the next ad for publication. Get on it, girl!
Tomorrow should be fun at Red’s. It will be nice to see everyone. I haven’t talked to Blue in a while so it’ll be good to catch up with her. Hopefully Cat is doing better and not having any more crazy ideas. I can’t wait to hear from Jacqs. It certainly seemed like she, Bond, and Red would resolve their issues.
Wow, I don’t have much to say tonigh
t. It must be because I’m so happy. Just two more days to go before I get see Mason again! Life is good.
Once under the covers, I feel asleep fantasizing about Mason and our upcoming quickie.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
You’ve Got a Friend in Me
by Lyle Lovett & Randy Newman
On Wednesday evening, I closed up Bella Boutique after another great day at work. My good mood seemed to translate into abundant sales. Sam said, on three separate occasions, that I must have gotten laid because of my huge grin. Oh that and so much more, I thought but kept it to myself.
At Red’s for our weekly gathering, all the regulars were there with the exception of Doug aka Dawg who recently had been travelling a lot between South Florida and Canada.
Jacqs pulled me outside to sit on the couch glider before I had the chance to greet everyone.
“You look happy,” I said, sitting down and stretching out my legs. “I have to assume everything worked out.”
“Red has been amazing as always and Bond understands my insecurities. Thank you for being so nice to Bond. I think you surprised him. He told me about the woman and what kind of friendship they have. I can’t say all of my jealousy has evaporated, but it doesn’t hurt nearly as much.”
“I’m very happy to hear it,” I said, patting her knee.
“And you? Where do things stand with Mason and Stay?”
I crossed my legs and said, “Mason and I are better than ever. I’m so happy. I think Sam had a hard time dealing with me today at the shop.”
“And Stay?”
“We haven’t spoken since Saturday night, but I can promise you, I’m not a bit conflicted anymore.” And I wasn’t.
“I’m happy to hear that because I want both of you at the dinner party on Saturday.”
“It might be a bit awkward, but that’s fine with me.” I thought it would be good to get past that hurdle since we couldn’t avoid seeing each other forever.
“Oh good! I’m so glad you feel that way. I spoke to Stay and he said he was staying away today because he didn’t want to make you uncomfortable.”
“No need at this point. I’m so in love, Jacqs, I think I might burst at the seams.”
“If you’re happy, I’m happy for you.”
“Thanks, girl. That means a lot to me.”
The French doors open to our right and Blue approached us.
She said, “You can’t hog Lainie all night. I haven’t seen her in a while.”
“Take my spot and I’ll go check on the others.”
“Thanks,” Blue said, sitting down next to me.
Judy, Blue’s real name, had been in the group much longer than I, and even dated Red briefly years ago. She had the hardest time coming to terms with Jacqs having a relationship with both Red and Bond, more because of Bond than Red. Sweet Judy Blue Eyes had been dubbed Blue by Bond. She had the brightest and lightest blue eyes I had ever seen until I met Mason. She had large eyes, full lips, and a body to envy. Petite like Jacqs, but a few inches taller, her large breasts gave her a much more voluptuous appearance.
“How’ve you been?” I asked. I knew she struggled in relationship and valuing herself for more than her sexy looks.
“Mostly the same,” she said, brushing her auburn bangs out of her eyes. “I’m still waiting tables, but I’ve started bartending too, which is going well.”
“Are you still writing?”
“Yeah, when I can find the time but I don’t know if I’ll ever do anything with it. It’s a fun hobby and takes me out of my crazy mind for a bit.”
“I’m still open to reading as I know Jacqs is too when you’re ready,” I said, noting that Kevin and Catherine had strolled outside.
“I might not ever get there,” she said, adjusting her bra and the straps of her tank top. “Will you be here for the dinner on Saturday night? It’s a dinner party. Do we need to dress up for it?”
“Yeah, I’ll be here. I imagine the dress is casual.”
She glanced over at Kev and Cat and then quietly said, “I heard things are precarious between you and Stay. I didn’t know you liked him.”
“Who said that?”
“Bond mentioned it. Was it supposed to be a secret? I asked why Stay wasn’t here tonight.”
“No, I guess not.”
“Are you into him? I mean, he and I are just friends but...”
“But?”
“Nothing. All’s good.”
The conversation made me a bit uncomfortable. I should be used to no secrets in this group, and Blue’s possible interest in Stay shouldn’t have bothered me. “I’m going to grab a drink. Do you want anything?”
“I’m good.”
“Hey you guys,” I said as approached Kev and Cat.
“I was hoping you were going to make it,” Cat said, holding her arms out for a hug.
Hugging back, I whispered, “Is everything okay?”
Kev walked over to the glider couch and sat next to Blue.
“Yeah, I’m hanging in there. Still haven’t let go of my place.”
“But you’re behaving, right?” I asked, leading her back into the house.
“Well there’s this new girl at the coffee shop we go to a lot...”
“Don’t do anything stupid, okay?”
“You know me, all talk and no action.”
I stared with clear skepticism. “Let’s keep it that way.” My hypocritical stance on her potential behavior had more to do with the incredible love Kev held for her and less about the morality of it. I also knew it was her way of keeping distance between her and Kev. Knowing Kevin, bring a woman home to share would be most welcomed.
I really enjoyed my time at Red’s. Although it had taken me a while to forge connections with each person in the group, I had come to love each and every one of them. They had taught me a lot about love and friendship. Although I didn’t share my most personal life with all of them, I knew in a pinch, I could rely on any of them in a crisis.
We played pool, laughed a lot, shared stories and affection. It was a joy to see Jacqs so happy and in love. Of all of my friends, she was the one who taught me the most. I envied her ability to grow and change through her experiences.
She walked me out at the end of the night. “Blue and I were talking about going to Delray Affair art and music festival on Sunday. I was thinking we could go in place of our brunch. What do you think?”
“That sounds like fun,” I said, excited to see the artwork and hear the music.
“We can firm up plans on Saturday.”
“Great. Hey, are we supposed to dress up for the dinner party?”
“Not at all.”
“I love you, girl,” I said, hugging her goodbye.
“You too. Talk soon.”
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Un-thinkable (I’m Ready)
by Alicia Keys
Thursday breezed by in normal fashion and on Friday morning I chose a sexy slip with garters that I wore under a mid-thigh, spring dress that synched at the waist¸ my brown high heels completed the look. Mason had texted the time and address where we were to meet, which was only a few minutes away from Bella Boutique.
Sam eyed me when she arrived at work just before I had to leave.
“Sexy dress, Lane,” she said. “Hot date, huh?”
“Something like that,” I said, rehanging a dress a customer had tried on. “I shouldn’t be gone long.”
“I understand,” she said, her tone indicating she understood more than I would have liked.
To deflect her curiosity, I asked, “Are you seeing anyone these days?”
“Between working here, Sarah, and the online class I’m taking, there isn’t time. Plus, I tend to pick the wrong guys, or truthfully, let them pick me. I think taking a break from dating and working on myself is good for me and my daughter.” She stepped closer and said, “I’m sorry things didn’t work out for you with Stayman. He’s a really good guy.”
“Yeah, he is,” I said,
straightening the objects on the counter. “You should consider someone like him when you’re ready to date again.”
“Guys like him don’t really notice me.”
Her assertion shocked me. “Don’t be ridiculous Sam, every man from here to Mars notices you.”
“That’s not how I see it, but thanks for the compliment.”
After checking the time on my cell phone, I said, “Listen, I need to take off. Call me if you need me.”
“Don’t forget the condoms,” she said as I passed by.
I shot her a look and headed out back.
As instructed, I parked in a guest spot and made my way to apartment 305. I knocked tentatively on the door and Mason quickly pulled me inside, wrapping me up in his arms before I could catch my breath.
“I have to be back for a meeting soon, love,” he said, rubbing his hard cock against me.
“Slow down for a second,” I said, pushing away from his chest and scanning the small space, which held little furniture. His jacket lay over the kitchen table.
“I’m sorry; I just got so excited waiting for you to show up. Let me see what you have on.” He whistled as he circled around me. “Just for me?”
“Especially for you. Now kiss me like you mean it.”
“Oh, baby, I always mean it,” he said, stepping toward me and lifting me onto the yellow laminate countertop. “Just as I thought.”
“Oh?”
“Perfect height,” he purred against my mouth. Then his kiss overtook me, hot and insistent. He slid the skirt of my dress over my thighs and groaned, feeling the garters underneath. “Do you have panties on?”
“No Mason. I thought they would just get in the way,” I said coyly.
“You make my cock so hard it hurts.”
I reached down and caressed his erection through his slacks. “Kiss me again,” I said my arousal sparking.
“Let me removed my pants. Walking into the meeting with your juices all over me might not go over well.”
“They might give you a high five or think you’re a sloppy eater.”
He chuckled as he kicked off his shoes and unzipped his pants. “What’s gotten into you?”
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