The Break Up

by Rebekah Sweet

  I must have looked deep in thought when Geoffrey interrupt my thoughts “hey you ok? You look like you’re a little lost.”

  “Oh…um yeah I just…I mean I wasn’t expecting this… I think or maybe I’m not supposed to think about it but it just feels like this is all going so fast and I am letting it all happen. My kids like you and you take away all my excuses to not like you. I’m sorry maybe I’m just a little confused.”

  “Hey…its okay, this is all happening very quickly for me too, but I think you are amazing and I am enjoying your company, so let's just see where it goes. As for your kids, they are wonderful, I want to start out on the right foot with them.” Geoffrey reassured me. “we should get on the road, though, with the snow on the ground we need to get to the farm soon, not to mention I promised your kids a Christmas tree, so let’s go and we can chat more along the way.” He finished as he kissed my forehead.

  Maybe he was right maybe I just needed to let this happen and see where it went, I was just so surprised how quickly I fell for him.

  Chapter Eleven

  We all jumped back into the truck and started the final part of our journey to the new farm. The excitement was building up in me as we climbed higher into the mountains. I had always wanted to live in the mountains. I caught Geoffrey looking at me and smiling he reached out to hold my hand, “We are almost there baby. I smiled back at him he made me feel good I was enjoying our time together and I was also anxious to get to the new farm and get my kids and horses settled in.

  The kids saw the Christmas tree farm approaching and my youngest piped up “Geoffrey are we still going to pick up a Christmas tree before we go to our new farm and pick out our new rooms?”

  “Why yes, we are, in fact, I believe the driveway is right here,” He said as we pulled into the Christmas tree farm driveway. “Ok kids rules for Christmas tree picking we must have hot chocolate, we must find the tallest one, and it must be perfect, and we need three of them.” He said laughing.

  “Three Christmas trees, why three? You can afford to have three Christmas trees, I can’t even afford one.” I questioned him with surprise.

  Geoffrey leaned into me pulled me close to him, looked at me with his crystal blue eyes and of course the playfully wicked smile he has, and his kiss that makes me weak in the knees and wet with excitement all at the same time he planted on me whispering “Baby I’m falling head over heels with you and your kids, your life is changing, you can afford anything you want now.”

  I don’t know if those words scared me or made me feel secure but I had come this far with him I might as well see where things go with him. We walked hand in hand, listening to the kids laugh and giggle and show us a variety of different trees, we even found a Charlie brown tree for the front garden, even though I don’t know what the front gardens looked like yet. We drank our hot chocolate which warms my entire body and I loved listening to the sound of snow crunching underneath our feet as we walked through the tree farm picking out our trees. We took selfies of the four of us and silly selfie pictures of all four trees being loaded into the truck and trailer and we were back on the road as Geoffrey wanted us to be at the farm before the sun went down.

  We finally got to the new farm that the kids and I were going to start our new life. It was breathtaking and beautiful the driveway was long and winding with cedar hedges and solar lights lining the driveway. There was a large outdoor dressage ring to my left, and on my right, was the yearling pasture, which none of the young stock was in as Geoffrey explained that he closes the pastures for winter. As we came to the main barn the main house was to the left overlooking the riding ring, the main barn had an isle way big enough that you could drive the truck and trailer right into the barn, which Geoffrey did. “Patricia, you and the kids take a look around, I will unload the horses and let them have a look around. Then I will take you into the house and my housekeeper will help you and the kids get unpacked. Oh, and welcome home” he finished as he kissed me.

  After looking around the farm grounds which are beautiful and the farm is huge. “we have lots of time to look around more kids, let's get inside and have some dinner” I gasp as I’m out of breath from the open space layout in the farm. We head inside to find that Geoffrey’s housekeeper Elaina has ready sorted our bags into bedrooms and was making my son’s favorite dinner baked spaghetti with meatballs.

  “Hi, Elaina I am Patricia I will be I guess living here and working here too. Thank you so much for helping with all of our luggage and you made Nigel’s favorite for dinner how did you know?”

  “Oh, Hi Miss Patricia, nice to meet the new lady of the house, Mr. Geoffrey phoned me and told me to make sure the new children felt welcomed and cared for, the Mister wants to make your life easier so you can focus on training his horses.”

  “Oh, I see, well Elaina that was very kind and thoughtful of you. Is there anything we can help you with? Setting the table or bring out the food?” I ask.

  “Oh, no, no just wash up for dinner the Mister will be in shortly after he feeds dinner to the horses, he always feeds breakfast and dinner to the barn, then the stable hand will feed lunch and late night. So please wash up and sit, I will do everything, your Mister insists.”

  Elaina is such a sweet woman reminds me of a mix between my granny and Jenna, happy to do everything and she smells like a homemade brownie. I was actually very relieved that she was happy to do everything I was completely exhausted and I just wanted to retire to my bed which I didn’t even know where it was yet.

  “Ah I see you have met Elaina, she will take care of everything you need, that is her job here, and she will be here to help with your kids as well, I gave her a pay raise for the extra work she will be providing.”

  “Why do I feel that maybe we are becoming a burden instead of someone that simply works for you,” I question Geoffrey.

  “You are not becoming a burden if I didn’t want you living with me in my home I wouldn’t have made my move so quickly.” He answers quickly.

  “But Geoffrey this is all too much for me, I can’t even rub two pennies together and you, you have everything. I don’t have anything to offer you in return, I am so broke and in so much debt, and here you are the most eligible bachelor and you pick a broken, broke, debt-ridden, single mom to build your life with? You could have any woman you want. I think I may have bitten off more than I can take at this moment.” I have tears streaming down my face as I say all this to him

  He just stands there staring at me and huffs “why in the world are you crying? First, you are not broken, you are beautiful, yes you may be broke, but I don’t care love is not measured by money, it is measured by how much you make each other feel. You make me feel good, you make me feel calm and happy. And your debt, well that will get paid off as you work here, I still expect you to work full time for me and you will still get paid the agreed upon wage, I just want to be yours, I want to be your man and provide for you what no one else could. And a single mom that maybe, but you are one hell of a sexy single mom. Enjoy what I bring to our relationship, I enjoy what you bring, the fiery redhead that lusts constantly to be touched by only one man. Her children that seem to already be bonding with me, Patricia I can not have children of my own, haven’t you noticed we haven’t used condoms or any birth control? And you keep me grounded and focused. And finally I am falling in love with you, I can't explain it, I don’t know how one falls in love with someone after only knowing them for a week but I did.”

  I snorted “Birth control, oh my god I forgot all about birth control, don’t you think you should have told me?”

  He huffed at me again and slammed his hand on the counter “you didn’t ask, you didn’t seem worried at the time I was fucking you.”

  I sighed and shook my head “I don’t want to fight with you, I’m tired and confused about everything that is happening between us, and I need time to settle and sort out my feelings for you. And what do you mean you can’t have children?”

  “I decid
ed a long time ago that I didn’t want to get married and have kids, but I love women and sex, so when I turned thirty-three I went and got snipped so I wouldn’t have to worry about unwanted pregnancies or some woman trying to pin me down. I regret it now, though, I am enjoying your kids as if they were my own. And I am enjoying you to the point that I might want to settle down too.” He said softly

  I went to him, I could see he needed me, he needed all of me, and he needed my kids too. he needed to know what it was like to be loved by a family. Even as fucked up as ours was, but it seemed to work for him. I hugged him I felt him collapse in my arms I felt him sigh as he buried his head into my hair. “I do love you, Geoffrey, I’m just scared to let myself depend on you I’ve been hurt before and I don’t want that to happen again.” I finally said slowly. I kissed him gently and somehow his kiss was different now, it was softer than before.

  “Dinner is ready,” Elaina announced from behind us. “Come, children eat time.” She continued. She winked at me You are good for him, you are good for his soul, I see the Mister truly loves you, he doesn’t love easily, please take care of his heart, my lady.”

  I smiled as everyone gathered around the table, ate their homemade baked spaghetti, I listened as Geoffrey conversed with my kids. I guess families come in all shapes and sizes and this one was mine. Everyone comes with their issues, and Geoffrey wasn’t short of them I was about to embark on a learning curve with him, perhaps help him get over his past and he could help me move on too. But I knew one thing for sure I couldn’t wait to get him back in bed with me that night, watching him with my kids was the biggest turn on for me.

  Chapter Twelve

  Later that evening after I had tucked the kids into bed I went looking for Geoffrey and found him in the study. “Hi Baby, I am just preparing some notes for tomorrow, I will need you to exercise ten of the two-year old’s. Mr. Wilburn will be here in the morning to supervise the farm and help you find your way around the stables and tack room. I just need a few minutes more. I have asked Elaina to draw you a bath and pour you a glass of wine in our on-suite. I will join you shortly.” He said matter of fact to me.

  “Um, where are you headed tomorrow? I was under the understanding that you would be here to show me a few things. Our business contract states that you wouldn’t leave for any business ventures for the first three months.” I look at him with my hands on my hips slightly frustrated by him.

  “I have to run into town to get some supplies for Christmas and a few other errands, and besides we haven’t been following our “business contract” in the very least.”

  I pout and huff and interrupt him “You haven’t followed our “business contract”, Mr. Geoffrey Fortes, in fact, you have broken every rule you wrote yourself. You will need to be punished now for your misrepresentation of our agreement.” Walking over to his big oak desk, he stares at me as I move slowly towards him. He doesn’t take his eyes off me, nor does he move, he just watches. “My only rule is you don’t touch me yet.” I try to say with power in my voice.

  Geoffrey nods in agreement, he still hasn’t blinked, I don’t think he was even breathing. I stop short at the edge of his desk chair, it looks big enough I thought for what I wanted to do to him, I was just flying with spontaneity no real plan of what I was going to do but I wanted to be a dirty bad girl, I wanted to not hurt him, but show him I wasn’t afraid of his kink. I scanned the room looking for some light BDSM items I could use. I came across a series of riding whips hanging on the wall with a few different bridles that were surrounded by ribbons and pictures of the breeding studs and their championship photos. Hmm, I thought those might work. I pull out two black satin ribbons that I found in the master bedroom and put a finger on Geoffrey’s mouth “shhh, just enjoy, and say a don’t say a word.” I told him as I started to tie his hands with the satin ribbons to the arm support of his desk chair. He was still watching me not sure what I was going to do to him, but honestly, I didn’t really know myself. I kind of wanted him to be able to touch me, but I liked the thrill of tying him up. I stood back and looked at my handy work of my restraints which I’m sure he could get out of at any given time, but surprisingly he listened. Staring at him, I decided to unbutton his shirt while I sat on him, I push my clothed breasts into his face, looking down at him I start to kiss his forehead then his cheeks and then his lips and finally down his neck.

  “I need to be able to touch you, this isn’t fair.” He begs

  “No Begging to touch Mr. Geoffrey Fortes.” I say “it's not very gentleman like to beg to touch a woman.”

  “Yes, Miss, I won't beg anymore.” He says pouting and slumps in his chair.

  I continue with what I was doing I finish unbuttoning his shirt, revealing his chest hair, it is soft and I find great pleasure in running my hands through his chest feeling his abs and pinching his nipples. I push myself away from him just enough to be able to undo his jeans. I can feel his breath on me as I lean over so he can’t see what I’m doing, although I know he can feel it as he wiggles around in his chair. He isn’t totally hard yet so I know that if I kneel down in-between his legs I would be able to make his semi hard cock, hard in my mouth by sucking on him. Which I do and make sure he gets the perfect view of me sucking on him as well as being able to see down my shirt at my perfect round breasts. I close my eyes as he hardens in my throat, he moans softly and uses his hips to push himself deeper into my mouth. He grabs my hair with his somehow untied hands and pushes my head into him as he starts to thrust a little harder. I try to lift my head and mouth off him, but I can’t as he is keeping me in place with his fingers entangled in my hair. I want to quiz him on he managed to get himself untied, but the truth is I already know, I didn’t tie him very tight as I am still learning the rules of his kink that he seems to enjoy, but he isn’t hardcore, he seems to enjoy the softer and lighter BDSM. I continue with my oral escapade, “more” he begs I can’t say anything with his huge monster in my mouth, he thrusts himself in more hitting the back of my throat, I am gagging, my eyes are watering and I can’t take him any deeper in my mouth, but he makes me by pushing my head down on himself until my lips hit the end of his shaft. “oh yeah, that’s it right there.” He moans. He holds me in the position while he bounces his cock in my mouth. I can’t see anything, and I’m drooling down his shaft from getting gagged, this seems to turn him on even more.

  I run my hands up his chest, I must somehow let him know I can’t take much more of the gagging and eye-watering blowjob. He is the biggest I have taken in my mouth and his cock feels like it is all the way down my throat. My hands find his nipples, and gently I pinch and twist them with my fingers, thinking that would get his attention, it did all right it made him thrust my mouth harder. I thought I was going to die from not breathing, he was using his hips and the chair to get the perfect angle into my mouth.

  “Rub yourself.” He panted

  I did as he requested, I rubbed my pussy through my pants so he could see my fingers.

  “No, take your hand and put it inside your pants, move your panties to the side of your pussy lips and rub yourself.” He demanded. “Feel how wet you make yourself from gagging on my cock like the little slut you are.” He was making me his sex slave, I was supposed to be the one in control, but he had taken the control I had and used it against me for his own pleasure. I felt like the slut he was calling me. I was soaking wet as I did as he demanded, he was right sucking, and gagging on his cock was making me horny, my lips were swollen and wet, my clit was erect wanting and waiting for my fingers to flick it. My juices were so warm, it felt as though I could come any minute with how aroused I was. “Yes, that’s my girl, rub yourself into pleasure,” he said softer now. His hands released my hair, and made their way down to my breasts, fondling them through my t-shirt, making my nipples hard through my bra and sending tingling sensations from my breasts right straight to my already swollen, dripping lips. My fingers moved faster and I plunged two fingers inside me and out again.


  “Oh, that feels so good.” I moaned with Geoffrey’s cock still in my mouth. He took his hands lifting my head of his throbbing hard-on. With his hands cupping my face he whispered: “Baby, stand up and dress yourself slowly for me.” I couldn’t believe I was so lost in his sexual trance he had me in, I was obeying him just like he wanted me to like on the day he interviewed me. I stood up in front of him, pulling off my t-shirt revealing my bountiful breasts still hidden in my black sparkly bra. I let my fingers trace the online of my body, curves, and breasts as I let my shirt fall to the ground. I turned away from him so he could only see the back of me, gyrating my hips as I slowly slipped out my leggings, I left my matching black panty on, I didn’t want to give it away to soon, I was planning on taking back my control of this playful seduction of foreplay that was happening. I closed my eyes as I stepped out of my leggings, and started to slip off my bra straps when…smack I felt the sting of Geoffrey’s hand across my ass.

  “Face me when you strip for me, I want to enjoy you, the fucking bookcase is getting more action than I am, so face or I will smack your ass again.” He hissed.

  I spin around facing him with tears in my eyes, “Baby that one hurt, please don’t hurt me again.” I try to continue with his demands, but my ass stings so bad I find it hard to finish my seduction. He reaches around behind me and gently rubs my ass, soothing the spot where it stings it feels so good the gentleness of his hands, I take a deep breath and continue for him. slowly I slip my bra straps down my arms…smack again!... “No! close your eyes and slip out of your panties first!” I start to slide my bra straps back up my arms, “No!” …smack “leave the bra straps dangling on your arms.” Geoffrey hisses at me.