Perfect Ten

by Nikki Worrell

  Leaning to the side, she grabbed something out of the nightstand and slipped it over my head. In the next second, I was blind. It was both highly frustrating and erotic at the same time. “Faith?”

  “Shh.” I felt her near me and turned my head in that direction. Her lips rewarded me as she gave me a deep kiss, sucking on my bottom lip as she backed off again.

  “Oh God.” She put a line of chocolate syrup down my body, starting at my neck and ending on my cock. Was she going to start at the bottom or the top? I felt her tongue on my balls. It had never felt quite like that. Being blindfolded heightened my awareness, and I felt every tingle all the way through to my toes.

  “You like that? Is it good?”

  “Yes. More.”

  “More, what?”

  “More please. Fucking please.” I’d tell her anything she wanted to hear, as long as she kept touching me.

  She must have liked my answer because she sucked my entire cock into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat. “Umm.” I could feel the hum in her voice against me, spurring me on.

  After she gave my cock some more badly wanted attention, she licked her way up my body, biting my nipples and then sucking them with her soothing tongue before using her teeth on me again. I was dying. I’d never make it out alive.

  “Please, Faith. No more. Untie me.” I had to get my hands on her. I had to get my cock inside her.

  Instead of untying me, she yanked the cuffs tighter. “I’ll untie you when I’m done, and not a minute sooner.” Before I could protest, she straddled me, kissing me hard as she sat down, taking my cock all the way inside her body.

  Slowly, she began to move, her hands roaming over my chest as our tongues tangled and our lips came together again and again. When she began panting, she sat up on me. I wanted to see her. I wanted to see her big tits bouncing with the motion of her thrusts.

  “Faith.” My voice was rough. Hard. Unyielding. “Take this fucking blindfold off.” I added, “Please.”

  She did and the sight that greeted me was something out of a dream. She still had those sexy thong panties on—she had simply pulled them aside—but the rest of her was gloriously naked. She reached back with one hand and cupped my balls as her other hand squeezed her nipples while her tits bounced higher and higher the harder she rode me.

  “Fuck. I’m gonna come, Faith.”

  “Do it.”

  It took just two more bounces from her, and my head was thrown back as I roared my release. Every fucking time, I thought it was the best, but I truly don’t think I’d ever come so hard.

  “Yes, yes. Oh God, yes!” Faith flew apart, her own head thrown back, her tits pushed out proudly as her back arched. It was a sight to behold.

  What a way to start out the holiday. What was I thankful for? Too easy. Next question.

  Faith

  “So, Faith, have you two discussed Christmas plans? We’d love to have you, but I know we probably have to share you with your family.”

  Joe’s mother and her husband, Lauren and Phil, were both in the kitchen chopping up vegetables for a salad. Essie sat at the breakfast bar, sipping a cup of tea, while Tracey and Joe were in the yard playing with Heidi. All I could think about was how perfect it was. Well, almost perfect. I loved his family, but I sure did miss having my father there.

  As if he could tell that I was thinking about him, my phone rang. “Excuse me one second, please.”

  “Sure, honey. Take your time.”

  I took the call in the living room. “Hello?”

  “Hi, Pumpkin. How’s your day going?”

  “Great! I wish you were here, though. I’m sorry everything’s so messed up with Mom and the girls.”

  “Honestly, I’m glad you stood up to Marge like you did, but don’t you worry about that today. I have an idea. We have so many people in the house, I was thinking that maybe I’d slip away and come have dessert with you all. Get to meet Joe’s family. What do you think?”

  I loved the idea! I’d have to give Joe’s family a little bit of background to explain why only my father was going to show up, but I could do that. “I’d love it. Esther Covington is here too. You remember her?”

  “Of course. You know your mother is still in shock that Joe has an in with her.” He chuckled, and Faith missed him even more.

  “How about seven? Is that okay?”

  “Perfect. I’ll see you then.”

  I went back into the kitchen to find it fuller than when I’d left. Joe walked over to stand behind me, wrapping me in his arms. “It’s raining.”

  “Does that mean no touch football after dinner?” I was secretly pleased. Football was a form of exercise, and I hated it.

  Joe kissed my neck and lightly spanked my bottom. “You wish. It looks like it’s just a passing shower. You’re still playing football. It’s a family tradition. Even Essie’s playing.” Essie winked at me but shook her head no.

  “Fine.” I tried pouting to get my way, but all that did was make Joe suck on my lip until Phil cleared his throat. “Okay. On to happier news. My father’s coming over for dessert.” I was quick to assure him that it was just my father.

  I looked over to where Joe’s parents were finishing with the vegetables, Tracey beside them. “He’s looking forward to meeting all of you.” Then I took a breath and started to tell them about why the rest of my family wouldn’t be there, but there was no need.

  “Joe gave us some details. Don’t worry about it, Faith. Things will work out with your family. Maybe they’ll never be how you want them to be, but it’ll be okay.”

  Tracey placed a comforting hand on mine. “Mom’s right. And we’re looking forward to meeting your Daddy. Joe said he’s great.”

  I gave Joe a grateful smile. “He’s right.”

  We were just finishing (thank God) our game of flag football before going back in for dessert when Heidi gave a quick yip, alerting us to the presence of another. I looked over, and to my delight, I saw Chloe standing on the other side of the fence with a sad smile on her face.

  “Hey, Chloe. Come on in!” I waved her in as Joe unlatched the gate.

  She gave me a hug, and I introduced her to everyone. When the others turned to go inside, leaving just Joe and us, she pulled me in for a longer hug and I could feel the sadness in her. A subdued Chloe was a sad thing to witness.

  “I hope you don’t mind me stopping by. I know it’s Thanksgiving and everything, but Bill picked the kids up after dinner, and it’s too quiet over there.” This was Chloe’s first year without her husband, and they were trying to share the kids on holidays.

  “Are you kidding? You know you’re always welcome here.”

  “Good, because I brought an overnight bag.” She leaned over the fence and threw her bag to Joe. “Put that in the guest room, would you, big guy?”

  There was the spunk that Chloe was so known to bring. I was glad to see it, but I knew deep down, she was missing that rat bastard of a husband.

  “You okay, kid?” My father had arrived and was standing in the kitchen when we walked in. He had a soft spot for Chloe ever since college when he overheard her telling me how beautiful my hair was while threatening me with bodily harm if I didn’t agree with her.

  She let herself be coddled by him until he led her over to a seat at the table, plopping down next to her. “Yeah. I’m okay. The holidays are just rough, you know?”

  “I know, sweetheart. Have some pie.”

  Chloe looked over at me, and we both laughed. When Daddy didn’t know what to do with us girls, he gave us sweets. It usually worked too.

  After most of the pies were gone and the dishes put away, our crowd dispersed.

  Joe’s parents and my father had already left when I got up to say good-bye to Essie.

  “Thank you so much for a wonderful day, dear. It was so nice of you to invite me into your lovely home to be with your family.”

  “I’m so glad you came. You are part of my family now, Essie.”

 
; Joe gave me a kiss on the cheek before leaving to take her home. “Why don’t you take Chloe up on the deck? It’s a little chilly, but take that bottle of wine that’s left in the fridge and some blankets. She looks like she could use it.”

  “I like that plan. Except I was thinking we’d sit here in front of the fireplace.”

  “Okay. See you in a bit.” One more smooch and he was gone.

  I grabbed the wine and two glasses, then kicked Chloe’s chair. “Come on, Chlo. Let’s go relax in front of the fireplace. I’m beat.”

  By the time Joe got back, Chloe was softly snoring on the couch while I sat staring into the flames.

  “Hi,” he whispered. “Should I carry her upstairs?”

  “Nah. I’ll just cover her with a blanket.” She was still in the same exact position when I woke up the next morning. She always did sleep like the dead.

  “Morning, sleepyhead.”

  Chloe stumbled into the kitchen at the scent of coffee brewing. “Morning.” It was past ten already. Chloe was usually an early riser, so I knew the day before had been harder on her than she let on. “I can’t believe I slept so late.” A big yawn and stretch later, and she looked a bit more awake. “Where’s hottie?”

  “He went for a run on the beach.”

  “Ick.”

  “I know. He wanted me to go with him. Run? No. I’ll stick to walking, thank you very much.”

  “You want to go sit on the deck and do some people watching?”

  We hadn’t played our little game since the day we went to lunch. My deck was another perfect spot for it. “Yup.” We both grabbed a mug of coffee and a jacket.

  “Okay. Me first.” I scanned the people walking by until I found one I liked. “Him.” I pointed to my guy.

  “Okay. Go.”

  “Well, he’s here visiting his family from Russia.” Playing right into my hands, he stopped to take off his sweatshirt. “See? It’s too hot for him here.”

  Chloe laughed. “How’d you make him do that?”

  I waved off her question and continued with my assessment. “So, he’s visiting his family, and he had to get out of there. See, he mistakenly slept with his brother’s girlfriend last night. He’d had a bit too much vodka and fucked her in the pantry, thinking she was the maid.”

  “Faith!” Chloe was really laughing now. “My how you’ve changed the way you play.” She rubbed her hands together. “This is getting good. Go on.”

  “Well, it was so good that he went to find the maid this morning and fucked her again. Only when he told her she felt different than she did last night, she informed him that it wasn’t her he had fucked. He stormed into his brother’s room, only to find the girlfriend naked in bed alone. His brother was out making a bakery run. So he fucked her again, the maid’s scent still on him.”

  “Holy shit, Faith. What has Joe done to you?”

  I grinned at her. “Your turn.”

  “Okay.” She looked around and then pointed. “I’m going to take that couple sucking face over there.”

  The second I got a look at the couple, my coffee threatened to come back up. It was Joe and Sophia.

  “Oh my God. Is that…?” Chloe turned to look at me and got her answer. “Faith, wait.”

  I was already out of my chair. What the hell was he doing? And right in front of my house? I’d kill him.

  I was already inside the house and making my way down the stairs when Chloe caught up to me. “Faith!”

  I rounded on her “What? He made me trust him. I swallowed all his lies about Sophia!”

  When we got to where they’d been standing, the scene looked a little different. Joe was wiping his mouth and trying to keep Sophia at arm’s length. They hadn’t seen us, and as wrong as it may have been, I just had to know once and for all what he felt for her. I pulled Chloe back along the side of the house where we could listen to them.

  “Sophia, this has to stop. What do I have to say to convince you that I’m not interested?”

  “I just don’t buy it, Joe. What on earth could you want with that mouse of a girl?”

  I heard her moan, and it took all my self-control not to launch myself out there and make some heads roll—or run back inside and cry for a year. I’d probably give in to the latter.

  “Goddammit, Sophia. Get off me.”

  Chloe was seriously pissed off. “Aren’t you going to do something? She is all over your man. Don’t you get it? He’s a good one. Go help him. Jesus, you’re more fucked up than I am.”

  When I hesitated, she took matters into her own hands and dragged me out with her.

  Joe turned at the noise and immediately pointed to Sophia. “I had no idea she was here, Faith. I swear it.”

  “I know. I heard you trying to keep her away from you.”

  “Sophia DeMarino? She’s the Sophia who won’t leave Joe alone?” Chloe was looking at Sophia with a look of pure disgust.

  “You know Sophia?”

  “She’s a client of mine.” She turned back to Sophia. “How could you do this? You’re married. You have little children! They’ve been in my shop. I even cut your husband’s hair.”

  “Oh my God. You’re not going to tell him, are you?”

  Chloe crossed her arms and stared Sophia down. “I don’t know. I’m not doing your hair anymore, though, that’s for sure.”

  “You can’t tell my husband. He’ll leave me. I can’t be alone. He takes care of me.”

  “And this is how you repay him? You hire escorts to entertain you and then stalk them when they tell you no?”

  Joe and I just stood there, watching the scene unravel. In a sick way, it was interesting. We were all connected in some way, weren’t we?

  “How about this?” Chloe was about to do something that neither Joe nor myself could have done. Knowledge was power. “You find yourself another salon to go to. You leave Joe alone, and I won’t tell him. No phone calls, no wandering by the house, nothing. Got it?”

  Sophia gave Joe one last look of longing and nodded. “Fine. Well, I guess this is good-bye for real, Joe.” She pushed her way back into his arms, grabbed his cock, and licked his lips.

  “You’re one lucky bitch,” she said to me as she walked away.

  Joe stalked over to Chloe and picked her up, swinging her around. “Chloe, I love you. You’re a goddess. Thank you!” He put her down and gave her a loud smacking kiss, right on the lips.

  “Hey! No more kissing other women. Even Chloe.”

  Joe

  After the whole fiasco with Sophia, I felt the need to take Faith away for a long weekend. It was such an incredible feeling to finally have closure on that era of my life, and I wanted to celebrate. There was a quaint village up in the mountains that I thought she’d love, and when Faith was happy, I was happy. It was a win/win.

  With Christmas only a few weeks away, it was the perfect place to take her. Lots of girlie shops inhabited the village, selling candles and shit like that for last-minute shopping, and if memory served, there was a great lingerie shop up there too. Merry Christmas to me.

  “So, you’re not going to tell me where we’re going?” I wanted it to be a surprise. All she knew was that we were going away for a few days, and I’d have her back in time for work the following Wednesday.

  “Nope. You’ll just have to sit back and relax until we get there.” Heidi barked her agreement and stuck her face between the seats, making Faith laugh.

  Always ready with some TLC, Faith reached over and scratched Heidi’s ears. “I’m so glad we could bring her with us.”

  “She’ll like it up there. The entire back wall where we will be staying is made up of windows, from floor to ceiling. Plenty of stuff for her viewing pleasure.” The cabin I was taking her to belonged to my Uncle Mike. I remembered how much I loved it when I was a little kid.

  Uncle Mike and I were working on a new, adult relationship. When I called him at Faith’s urging to invite him to Christmas Eve, he cried and begged me to come back into the
family business with him. We had a long conversation, and I felt good about it. So much time had gone by since my father’s death, and I was starting to find some peace with it.

  The sun was down by the time we got there, showcasing the millions of Christmas lights that lit the entire village. Wreaths adorned doors and bows were on every light post. Brick walkways were interweaved throughout the little stores, mostly selling handmade items you couldn’t find in the big commercial chain stores.

  I pulled into an empty parking spot and gently rubbed Faith’s cheek to wake her up. “Wake up, sweetheart.”

  She came awake by degrees, looking around her in momentary confusion. “Where are we?”

  “A little village. Feel like doing some shopping before we head to our cabin?”

  She looked around, a smile breaking free on her beautiful face. “Oh, Joe. It’s so pretty.” Her eyes scanned the stores directly in front of us. “A pottery store! Oh, let’s go in there first.”

  Now, normally, I’d rather get a root canal than go shopping in these types of stores, but this particular trip, I’d shop in every damn one if that’s what Faith wanted to do.

  “Why don’t you go in, and I’ll meet you in there after I take Heidi for a walk?”

  “Oh, I almost forgot about Heidi. We can’t leave her in the car.”

  “Don’t have to. Look.” I pointed to the store to show her the doggie water bowls and tying posts that sat just outside the door.

  “Oh my God. How adorable!” She leaned over and gave me a quick kiss. Before I could grab her and demand a bit more, she jumped out of the door and just about skipped into the store. I hadn’t seen her so spunky since Sophia had finally disappeared out of our lives. I hoped that this time it was forever.

  A little while later, when Faith was shopped out for the evening, we made our way up to the cabin. The winding road took more of my attention than I would have liked, and I had to keep both hands on the wheel. Faith’s bare legs were calling to me. Her skirt sat at mid-thigh, begging for my hand to be slipped up there. I silently vowed to spend extra time on that creamy skin when we arrived at our destination.