by L. N. Pearl
“Thank you, Jack.” Jennifer said with a forced smile. “I’d like to see my grandmother. Do you remember the way?”
“Absolutely, Ms. Stuart.”
***
Jennifer spent the night at Margareta’s place and told her everything. She needed to be reassured and guided, and her Grandma was the perfect person to talk to in such a case.
Even though she told Bruce not to call her, she still hoped that he would and she continually checked her cell phone until her grandmother told her to stop.
“Relax, honey. Forget about him for tonight. He’s not going to call you.”
“How do you know?”
“The way I see him… Hum. Very unlikely. I think he’s a very proud man, and he will not call you back that easily.”
“You mean he’s stubborn.”
“Not necessarily, honey. He’s not a needy man. Look at his background, his story, or even his everyday life. I’m sure he deals with a lot of conflicts and rejection - he’s used to it. Don’t expect him to come crawling to your door…”
“I know… It’s not what I imagine either. But I don’t know, just a phone call or a text message. Anything to let me know that he cares or thinks about me, even though he’s probably partying like crazy right now…”
“Don’t over think too much. Give him some space…”
“Some space? Are you serious, Grandma? I barely see him, and we never meet. If I give him more space, there won’t be anything left!”
“Honey, why are you so scared? I can understand the appeal to be with a man like him but honestly. Don’t you have other options?”
“If you mean other dates, the answer is no. And it’s more than a date with him now. It’s serious…”
“It’s been a month, honey. Just a month. I hate to tell you that, but don’t get too carried away.”
Jennifer sighed. “It’s true. But you know, there’s also the pressure.” Margareta raised her eyebrows in surprise, inviting her to continue. “The social pressure, Grandma. The biological clock. The big 3-0 approaching and everything. I don’t want to screw up and lose him. I don’t want to be that girl who accumulates failures after failures in her love life.”
Jennifer paused. “I want to start a family… or at least find the one who will be the father of my children. Even if we don’t start right away, I want to believe I can have that peace of mind...”
“Do you trust him? Do you think he’s sincere towards you?”
Jennifer took her time to answer. “Yes, I think so. I’m not 100% sure though, but I guess I do. I want to, anyway.”
“So show him your trust and let him deal with his problems. Don’t interfere.”
Jennifer was a bit shocked. It didn’t sound like good advice to her. “But isn’t it dangerous to do that? If I let him get close to his ex-wife again, who knows what can happen. Plus, there’s a child between them now. I’m afraid she’s using the kid as leverage to get him back and…”
Margareta raised her hand. “If you’re right for him, he will let you know. Not the other way around. You have to be patient. You want to be with a big guy, so expect to deal with big problems.”
Jennifer took a deep breath. She knew her Grandma was right. “Thank you, Grandma. You’re so wise.” Jennifer said, hugging her. “You want to go out tomorrow?”
“Yes, let’s go to Central Park and take a walk to clear your confused little mind.”
“Deal.”
The next morning, when Jennifer woke up, she heard a text message. She scrambled to her cell phone to check it: it was Bruce! Her heart was beating. She quickly stood up and read his message: “I won’t be at the office tomorrow. Weekly meeting postponed to Tuesday morning.”
Disappointed, she exhaled loudly and went back to bed. She wanted to reply to ask him if they would meet today, but hesitated. She thought about what her grandmother told her about giving him some space, but she couldn’t resist. “Ok. Can I see you today? I feel bad, I need to talk.”
She waited two minutes. Five minutes. Fifteen minutes. She couldn’t do anything else but wait for his reply. Thirty minutes. My God! Yes or no? She was fidgeting with her phone when he finally replied. “Already have a meeting with my lawyer.”
She started to type to ask him how long it would take but changed her mind in the middle of her sentence. Damn it! She threw her phone on the bed and sighed. She knew what he would say. Something like, “Possibly the whole day.” It was useless trying to squeeze an unplanned moment with him in his schedule.
It was early morning and Jennifer was already pissed. What a nice way to start the day! She felt frustrated and angry at Bruce. Her mind was going crazy.
Margareta was still sleeping so Jennifer couldn’t shout, scream or throw anything. Finally, she decided to meditate to calm down, fifteen or twenty minutes, as she’d learned during her yoga classes.
She set the alarm on her cellphone and sat in a crossed-legged position on the bed. She closed her eyes and rested her hands on her thighs. Then she started to breathe, concentrating on nothing else but her own breathing. Slowly, she was able to clear her mind and relax.
When she opened her eyes, her grandmother was quietly sitting in front of her.
“Good morning, Grandma.”
“Good morning, honey. You didn’t sleep well last night? Or is your mind looking for peace?”
“Something like that.” Jennifer said stretching. “You want to have brunch? I know a good place, but I should call and book a table right now because they’re pretty busy.”
“Alright.”
Jennifer booked a table for two, took a shower, and took Margareta to eat outside. It was a sunny day and after eating, they went to Central Park to take a walk.
It was crowded with families playing together, couples cuddling and kissing, women pushing their babies in strollers, and people walking their dogs.
Jennifer sighed and looked at her grandmother. “I think I should get a dog…”
Margareta looked surprised. “I didn’t know you liked dogs. Will you have time to take care of it?”
“I mean, look around, Grandma. Happy families, sweet couples, and young mothers… everything I cannot have!”
Margareta chuckled and smiled at Jennifer. “So the only thing left to receive love is to have a dog, right?”
Jennifer nodded. “I’m pathetic…”
“No. You’re too tough on yourself. Life isn’t easy for your generation. Getting a good job, getting married, staying married, raising kids… it looks so simple, but don’t be fooled. It’s a lot of work!”
“Yes, and you forgot chasing your dreams in your list…”
“Exactly. Speaking about dreams, how about your cooking school project?”
Jennifer sighed. “Unfortunately it’s on hold. I’m really too busy to even think about it. I gave my whole life to Wilson Corp. AND even to its owner now!”
Margareta smiled and rested her hand on Jennifer’s shoulder. “Which is perfectly fine, honey. Nobody’s judging you - you have nothing to prove to anyone. You will have everything you want when it’s the right time.”
Jennifer took her grandmother in her arms. “Thank you, Grandma.”
They kept walking for forty-five minutes until Margareta needed to sit. They found a bench under a tree and took a break. They played a game they used to play when Jennifer was a teen: watching people and guessing what they were doing in life.
Margareta spotted a couple sitting in front of them. Their back was turned so they couldn’t see their faces.
“We can’t see them, Grandma. It’s too difficult!”
“It’s okay, let’s try. The man is very elegant and well built. Maybe he’s a professional athlete… or maybe an actor. The woman sitting next to him is very classy as well. I like her long black hair. I’d say she’s a fashion designer. It’s their first date… look, they sit at a reasonable distance from each other.”
The woman they were looking at raised her arm and called s
omeone.
Margareta continued. “Oops, it’s more complicated! It seems like there is a little boy now… I don’t know what that means. Any idea, honey?”
Jennifer squinted her eyes and kept silent. She felt a sinking feeling in her stomach and slowly stood up. “How about… he is a fucking liar, and she’s a whore…”
Shocked, Margareta turned to look at Jennifer. Her eyes were blinking and her mouth was dangling open. “Jennifer?”
Jennifer’s heart was pounding like a drum. She felt an incredible feeling of anger and jealousy at the same time. She walked towards the couple with a determined look on her face, tapped on the man’s shoulder, and slapped him in the face.
The sound of the slap echoed in the park.
“So this is how you spend your time with your lawyer, Bruce? I assume this lady is in fact a man called Mr. Schneider? You think I’m a friggin’ idiot?”
The woman next to Bruce turned around with an angry face. “Who the hell are you?”
“I am NOT talking to you.”
Bruce raised his hand to hold his jaw. “Jen, listen…”
“Shut up, Bruce! I’ve listened and been patient enough with you. You and I obviously have different priorities in life. YOU were my priority. I would do anything for you but you’re just so selfish and self-centered. You don’t give a shit about my feelings or what I think. You didn’t even try to hold me back yesterday, and you completely ignored me. And now you and her…”
Jennifer took a deep breath. “It’s time that I did things for myself… This is over. I quit. Both on my job and on you…”
Jennifer ran away. Before Bruce could say anything, she was gone.
Chapter Seven
As soon as she was back to Margareta’s apartment, Jennifer called Benny.
“Hey Jen, how are you?”
“Hi. Don’t expect to see me at the office tomorrow. I’m done.”
“Whaaat? Again? Are you serious?”
“Very.” Someone knocked at the door. “Benny, I got to go; my grandmother is here. I’ll call you later.”
Jennifer opened the door and saw her grandmother, followed by a tall man with a big red cheek.
“Bruce, what are you doing here?”
“I told him to come with me.” Margareta said. “This gentleman offered to drive me home after you left your old Grandma alone in a park…”
Jennifer took her forehead in her hand. “I’m SO sorry, Grandma… I was emotional and I wasn’t thinking straight. I hope you’re not mad at me.”
Margareta winked at her. “You got business to handle…”
Jennifer helped her grandmother to get inside and sit down. Then, she went to the door where Bruce was still waiting. “Let’s get out. I don’t want to bother her anymore.”
As they walked out of the building, Bruce offered to get into his limo. “We’ll be more comfortable.” Jennifer accepted, and Bruce told Jack to leave them alone.
Jennifer kept quiet and Bruce started the conversation. “It was not what you think.”
“How do you know what I think?”
“Jen, I didn’t lie to you; I really saw my lawyer this morning. We had a meeting, and it was about the kid. His mother has made a video about the boy and wanted me to see. And…” Bruce paused and swept the corner of his eye. “He keeps calling for his daddy.”
Jennifer felt her anger disappear lightly. She hesitated, but finally rested her hand on Bruce’s thigh. He continued. “Mr. Schneider told me that my ex-wife wanted to meet. She said it’s for the kid and nothing else. She said her son is asking more and more questions about his father, and other kids at school are pretty mean with him. You know, I grew up without my father…” Bruce’s eyes were wet. “… and I know exactly how it feels!”
Bruce paused. He was looking up and his lips were trembling, as if he was trying to control himself. But he couldn’t hold it. Suddenly, he completely broke down. He was in tears, shaking and wiping his face. Jennifer felt really sad and sorry for him. It was the first time he was so vulnerable in front of her and it really had an impact on her.
Bruce Wilson, the fierce businessman and billionaire was crying in front of her; he was finally opening his heart to her. She looked at his red cheek, the one she had slapped earlier and caressed it.
“I’m sorry, baby. I had no idea…”
Bruce slowly regained control of himself. “When I saw the video, I had to see him. I felt so guilty… I didn’t want this little boy to be ashamed and to be bullied at school because of me. I told my lawyer I was ready to see them and, a few hours later, we met in the park.”
Jennifer had a lot of questions running in her head. How did you feel when you met your ex-wife? What did you talk about? Do you still have feelings for her? How do you feel about the kid? What are you going to do now? Are you going to take care of him?
Jennifer took a deep breath and simply said, “I trust your judgment. I believe that you will make the best decision for everybody.”
Bruce looked at her, his eyes still wet and red, and said, with a lot of emotion in his voice, “Thank you. I really appreciate your understanding…”
He took her in his strong arms and Jennifer felt warm and protected again his firm body. She looked up and softly kissed him. What was supposed to be a gentle kiss turned out to be more than she had expected.
Bruce grabbed her hair, slid his arm around her waist from behind, and pressed his beautiful lips against hers. Then, he opened his mouth and Jennifer allowed his slick tongue to tangle in her mouth.
He quickly raised her skirt over her thighs and up to her waist, and grabbed her ass. In a second, Jennifer’s pussy was electrified with burning desire. She yanked down the zip of his trousers and gobbled his entire huge cock, eagerly. Caught by surprise, Bruce grunted loudly and applied strong pressure against her head to feel her deep-throat.
While his thick shaft was being sucked luxuriously, Bruce slipped a finger into her dripping vagina and rubbed it against her walls. Then, although she wanted more, he pulled out his finger, coated with her thick juices, and started to play with her tight little anus. He went back and forth between her eager channel, her perineum, and her anus, spreading her fluids all along the way.
When he had enough, he told Jennifer to go on the floor and to stick out her bottom. Jennifer was now on her knees, ass up, and head down on the floor. In this inviting position, her pussy and anus were completely exposed and opened up.
Bruce grabbed her round cheeks, parted them, and darted his tongue out to stick it in her puckered hole. Jennifer instantly gasped, and instinctively tensed, as his wet tongue was circling and caressing her tight ring.
Overtaken by the need to feel him inside her, Jennifer relaxed, and her anus finally became more dilated, allowing Bruce’s tongue to go deeper and deeper. This new kind of caress was absolutely delicious and Jennifer felt high - a completely natural and exquisite high that she had never experienced before. Then, she felt him pressing his huge swollen head against her eager anus.
“Slowly, baby… I don’t know if I can take it all…”
“It’s your first time?”
“No… but yours is much bigger, and I’m a bit scared. Don’t hurt me…”
“I’ll be gentle, don’t worry. If you need a break, just let me know, and I’ll wait until you adjust to my size. Just relax and let me do the rest. You won’t regret it.”
“Okay… go ahead…”
Bruce slowly and gently introduced his thick cock inside her sensitive hole, spreading it wider as he was going deeper. This new sensation was overwhelming for Jennifer, who was lost in a completely new kind of pleasure. She felt dizzy and extremely relaxed. Her hole was now hyper sensitive, clamping his impressive cock and stretched like never before.
Bruce had generously lubricated her relaxed hole, and his cock was coated with her saliva, making the penetration incredibly smooth and surprisingly painless. Jennifer couldn’t believe it could feel so good. She couldn’t belie
ve she was actually enjoying such a large cock in her ass.
When he finally filled her entire tight hole with his hard pole down to the base, he grabbed her arms from behind and pulled her hair back.
“Oooh… yeah, it’s so good, I love it…”
“You feel better?”
“Oh yeah, I feel in heaven… mmm… It’s like you’re filling me completely; I can feel you deep inside me and it’s messing with my gut. It’s incredible! I can’t get enough of it Bruce. I love your cock so much… mmm… Is it good for you?”
“Hell yeah. You’re very tight and it’s amazing. It’s surrounding my cock like nothing else and it’s extremely soft. Now I’m going to pull it out, it’s going to be even better. You’re ready?”
“Yeah, do it…”
He slowly moved his hips, pulling his cock out; the sweet friction was absolutely divine, and Jennifer started to sweat. “Oh! Uh! My God…”
Her pussy was empty but it felt incredibly good. Her channel was dripping, her clit was throbbing, and Jennifer’s eyes were rolled up. “Oooh my God… this is so incredible… you make me crazy… uuh! Mmm…”
Seeing that Jennifer was completely relaxed and could handle his large rod, Bruce was now accelerating his movements, still holding her arms and her hair from behind. His balls were clapping against her wet and dripping pussy.
Jennifer got completely lost in the rhythm, and breathed louder, feeling horny as hell to hear Bruce’s groans. Encouraged by her moans, he pounded her even harder, ramming his entire cock inside her eager hole, and covering her ass and her back with his sweat.
Her throat was dry from panting so much and breathing so loud. Bruce relentlessly fucked her for more than forty-five minutes during which he had to stop three times to avoid ejaculating too soon. Each time, he pulled out his cock and sucked her soaking pussy to allow himself to calm down.
Jennifer was ecstatic; between her asshole being rammed so generously and her pussy being sucked and licked so masterfully, she wanted time to stop and to stay like this forever.
