by Viva Fox
“Mom, care to introduce me?” Ashley broke eye contact and awkwardly tried to introduce Brandon. Brandon had pieced it together by this point and was perplexed by how she was going to proceed. He watched her struggle for a moment, and his politician self jumped in to save the day. He kneeled so that he was level with him and held out his hand, just like Suzy.
“Hello, my name is Brandon. I’m an old...friend of your mother’s. And this is my daughter, Suzy.” He accepted the handshake and Brandon was pleased to see that the handshake was firm.
“My name is Sammy, nice to meet you both.” Brandon’s jaw clenched and he stood back up. He looked towards Ashley who stood with a smile on her face. Brandon smiled back at her and reached out to her once more. He stood, with his arm around her waist for a moment and turned his attention to his daughter.
“Suzy, this is my good friend Ashley. I haven’t seen her in a very long time.” He looked up at Ashley who still had a smile planted on her face. “I missed her very much though and I’m glad she’s back.”
****
The two families, Brandon with Suzy and Ashley with Sammy, went out to grab lunch together and spent the rest of the day hanging out around the circus. As the night neared to an end, Brandon spoke up and surprised both himself and everyone else.
“Why sleep in that cramped trailer tonight? Why not come back and sleep at our house. We have spare rooms for you both.” Both Sammy and Suzy looked at their respective parents with contempt, but Ashley responded before looking at Sammy.
“We would love to, that’s so kind.” Ashley and Brandon both smiled and laughed at one another while their children looked at each other. Suzy stared at Sammy intently and contemplated what was going on. Sammy though, seemed to have an idea of what was happening.
“Hey, mom, when was the last time you were here?” Sammy looked up at her while they all began to walk towards Brandon’s car and she absentmindedly answered without thinking.
“Ten, maybe fifteen years ago at this point. I still remember,” her voice trailed off and she quickly looked at Brandon, who was trying to look suspicious. “Now that I think about it, closer to twenty. Definitely twenty years.” Sammy nodded his head skeptically and the four of them walk to the car.
****
After arriving at the house late, Brandon went and helped Suzy get ready for bed, and Ashley got Sammy set up in the guest room. He asked if she would be sleeping in the guest room with him, and she replied that she may decide to sleep on the couch, but she hadn’t decided yet. She would need to see the couch.
By the time she came downstairs, Brandon was already waiting for her with a bottle of wine and two glasses in hand. She took the bottle from him and looked at the label. She didn’t know how he had even remembered, but he had gotten the same bottle of wine that they had shared the last time they were together.
“I hope this isn’t a sign of what we’re going to discuss,” she said jokingly. He laughed and handed her a glass. She took it and looked at it. “We didn’t use glasses then, why use them now?” Brandon laughed again and took it back, placing it on the counter. He motioned for her to make her way to the couch.
“I can’t tell you how fantastic it is to see you.” He sat down on the couch and patted the seat next to him. She giggled and sat down, but tossed her legs over his own. He once again, just like when they first met, began to massage and caress her legs. “It’s been too long. But not long enough for the feelings I have for you, to fade.”
“Brandon, you have a child, where is your wife?” Brandon held up his hand and revealed there was no ring. She apologized and grabbed the bottle of wine, taking a swig. She handed it back to him.
“We’re here to celebrate, there’s no need to talk about the past.” Ashley leaned forward and kissed him.
“But that doesn’t mean we can’t remember the past fondly.”
****
The night was a blur, but from what Brandon could remember, Ashley’s ass had somehow become better with age. They sat on the couch and watched television, and finished the bottle of wine together. After their bottle of wine, they barely made their way back to the bedroom before Ashley found herself naked and sitting on his face.
Her pussy was perfect and tasted as fantastic as Brandon remembered. She rubbed her clit on his chin as his tongue penetrated her. Every time she would begin to moan Brandon would hold his hands up for her to bite down on. Her lips sucked on his fingers until she couldn’t bear it. His tongue flicked inside of her and with his free hand that wasn’t being nibbled on, he reached up and grabbed ahold of her tit.
When she couldn’t stand being quiet she allowed herself to fall and they 69’d, her mouth forming perfectly around his dick. It was almost as if no time had passed for the two of them as they made love like they were 21 again. She took his dick deep into her throat and Brandon continued to eat her out, now sliding his fingers inside her as he licked and lapped at her pussy.
After a few minutes of eating each other out, Ashley’s head bobbing on Brandon’s dick he rolled her over onto her back and mounted her. Her breasts seemed almost more youthful than they had back when they were together for that fateful few days and he leaned down to suckle at them. His tongue teased at her nipples and she grabbed his hair, her fingers getting tangled in the curls of his hair.
He sat up and slowly slid her legs apart so that he could have a better angle. He held her legs up, near his shoulders and, with a free hand, slid his dick inside her. Fifteen years had passed, and like a fine wine, it only made the sex better. He slowly thrusted inside her until she was moaning quietly and he grunted with each stroke. He utilized the entirety of his dick and even reached down with his free hand to rub her clit while he slid further and further inside her.
His dick began to throb inside her and he leaned down, bending her legs down with him and kissed her. He felt her body quivering beneath him and both of them laughed at how quickly they had cum. Ashley reached up and grabbed his face, pulling him down into the bed. She positioned herself so that she was resting inside his arms, and just like before, they fell asleep, hands intertwined.
****
However, as the morning sun shone through the blinds into Brandon’s bedroom, his arms still wrapped around Ashley, his hands cupping her breasts, reality slowly began to creep back into their perfect dream world. It began with a knock that came on the door and two voices peeped out from under it. The first was easily recognizable as Suzy and Brandon clenched up as she spoke.
“Dad, they ran a story about you and Mrs. Ashley, it’s not looking great for you.” Brandon’s eyes shot open as his mind raced to all the different possibilities of what they potentially could have said about the two of them. He realized that he did not do a very good job of hiding his affection during the last day and that it would take a lot of work to get ahead of this problem. Although, he already had plan in place to handle this. He just wasn’t expecting to have to utilize the plan so early. The next voice was obviously Sammy’s as it was slightly lower.
“Mom, we’re going to be late for the main stage. It’s our turn to go before the main show. We can’t miss this, it’s the last one.” Ashley’s eyes snapped open with this comment and both Brandon and Ashley snapped out of bed and sprang to their feet, frantically searching for their clothes as the two voices behind the door knocked and called for them repeatedly.
“Just a minute,” they yelled in unison. Brandon and Ashley paused for a moment and shared a laugh at the timing, but immediately started to get dressed again because they had no time to waste. Thankfully, the children seemed to leave them alone and left the door for a moment. Brandon strode across the room and kissed Ashley, pressing her back and bending her over. She giggled and stood back up and bent over to put her shoes on.
However, even with all the playfulness, they still felt like they had to discuss the future. They had no time though and both rushed to wrap everything up. Brandon wouldn’t let the past repeat itself.
****
Brandon drove Ashley and Sammy back to the circus while Suzy waited at home and watched the news, taking notes of the things they said about himself and Ashley, and on his drive home, he listened to the local radio station while they did a report on him. He admitted that he had made a mistake by being so obvious, but he was pleased that people noticed that he was happy with another adult for the first time in nearly seven years.
Upon arriving home, Suzy was waiting for him at the kitchen table. She motioned for him to sit down, which he found adorable considering she was barely tall enough to reach things in the top of the refrigerator. However, at seven, she was more knowledgeable about social media than he ever would be, which frightened him.
“Dad, I’ll be honest. It’s not good, it’s not bad. People are impressed someone so attractive likes you, which you can take how you’d like. But it’s not important what they think.” Brandon stared at his daughter, who now appeared to be 27, not 7. “It’s what you think.” She walked over to the table and pulled out her seat. She hopped up and sat across from him. “Do you like her?” Brandon sat back in his seat and thought for a moment before he answered.
“I do. I really do. She was my first love.” Suzy held her hand up to stop him from saying any more. He didn’t know if it was because she didn’t want to know or if she already knew.
“Then you know what you have to do.” Brandon stared at her, shocked. How could a girl so young, know so much?
“And how do you feel about that?” Suzy thought about it for a moment, mimicking her father, her finger tapped on her chin, and she responded.
“I’d like to have a real family, even if it’s one I just met.”
****
Ashley and Sammy finished their routine and, for the first time, Brandon stood and applauded with everyone else in the crowd. However, as usual, he was out of his seat before everyone else and was making his way towards the front of the stage. As Ashley and Sammy began to leave the stage, Brandon yelled for them to stay. Confused, they both stood off to the side as the next performers began to prepare.
The Ring Leader made his entrance onto center stage and Brandon stepped forward and politely asked for the microphone. Fifteen years ago he had met this man when he was much younger. Now, with greying hair and a slight limp, Brandon almost felt bad for him. However, the man clearly remembered him and, looking across at Ashley, he handed over the microphone. Brandon turned to the audience, which now sat in silence as he spoke.
“As many of you have heard, through either the television, radio, or newspaper, I am running for governor. And this morning a story broke about me and my life, both past and present.” He began to pace back and forth and Ashley smiled at how he absentmindedly played with the microphone while he spoke. “The story said that I was having a one night stand with a girl from the circus, and that she meant nothing to me.” People in the audience began to laugh as Ashley blushed. “But that isn’t the case. They are very wrong.”
“Fifteen years ago this circus visited this town when I was only a young man, still in college. I met this woman,” he pointed at Ashley, “and I fell madly in love.” A few people in the audience let out an “aww.” “But, as fate would have it, she was taken from me, by the very circus that brought her back into my life.” He began to walk towards Ashley, her eyes welling up with tears as he spoke.
“So now that this circus has run its course, I have to ask a simple question.” The crowd held their collective breath in anticipation as Brandon, lowered himself to one knee. However, before asking his question and away from the microphone he turned to Sammy, who stood close by. “Can I learn how to be your father, Sammy?” Tears welled up in Sammy’s eyes and he nodded just like his mother, so he turned his attention back to Ashley.
“Will you marry me and allow me to become a part of your world?” Ashley, tears now streaming down her face, nodded profusely and mumbled out the word, ‘yes.’
THE END
Irresistible Desires
Brandy took the curve in the road like she had a thousand times, even though it had been years since she travelled this road home. As she neared the city it was hard not to look at everything through the eyes of her former self. She passed the copse of trees where she and her friends used to meet up in to drink and smoke what they had scrounged up from their parents or older siblings. She smiled at the memory and the time when getting caught sharing a cigarette was the worst of her fears.
It seemed like around every bend there was something else that triggered a new memory. A ways ahead Brandy could see Miller’s barn coming into view, the place where she had her first kiss. It was awkward and sweet and something she hadn’t thought of in years. That was the thing with starting over, if you never sever the memories that bind you to what you’re leaving then you can never really start over.
She took her foot off the accelerator as she entered the city limits. Rolling countryside gave way to industrial buildings that were unfamiliar to her. She tried not to let herself feel affected at the signs that the city she used to know so well was already feeling so unfamiliar.
This is what I wanted. It’s for the best. She reminded herself.
Brandy carried on as the cityscape changed to more familiar surroundings. Her old stomping grounds. The main highway into town led her through down town and her eyes strayed out her side window, almost of their own volition. She knew what she would find there, but wasn’t entirely sure she was ready to relive those memories.
Her eyes had a mind of their own, though, as she stared down the street that led to City Hall. In a flash her mind replayed the dozens of times she drove down that road. If she tried really hard she could grasp onto the tendrils of excitement that she used to feel as she neared the stark stone building, the anticipation that place held. Looking at it now she only felt disgust and guilt.
Turning to look at her son sitting beside her, earbuds fixed in place and eyes turned out his window, Brandy smiled. She couldn’t condemn her time spent in the halls and rooms of that old building entirely. Luca was the one good thing that came from it. In the midst of all the slander and accusations, all the tears and hard goodbyes, Luca was the bright spot that reminded her that even when things seemed dark there was always hope.
Weaving her way through the streets, Brandy finally pulled up in front of her parents’ house. Luca pulled the buds from his ears and stared up at it from his seat.
“This is grandma and grandpa’s house?” He asked without turning.
“It is.”
With another glance out his window, Luca shrugged and opened his door and got out. She smiled after him, at all the signs pointing to Luca becoming less of a little boy and more of a young man. She was proud of her son and proud of her life. However that niggling in the back of her mind made it hard for her to be at ease. The result of too many years spent with a guilty conscience.
Brandy stepped out of the car and helped Luca pull their suitcases out from the trunk. They made their way to the front door together. As they cleared the stairs, the door flew open in front of them and they were both pulled into a tight hug.
“Brandy! I’m so glad you made it.”
“Hey Natalie. Of course I made it. I wouldn’t miss my baby sister’s wedding.” She said, smiling despite the cloud of hairspray that descended upon her.
Natalie pulled back and took in Luca. “And look at you, Luca. You’ve grown since I last saw you at Christmas.”
“Hi Auntie Nat.” He said with a quiet smile.
“Come in, come in. I was just heading out with the rest of the wedding party to meet with the minister for a rehearsal.” Natalie said, stepping away from the door. She paused and turned back to us. “And since you’re here, maybe I could steal Luca for a couple of hours.”
“Absolutely. He’s been looking forward to being in the wedding party. Do you need me there too?”
“No, you can hang out, unpack, relax. And we’ll be back before supper.”
With a
brilliant smile, Natalie wrapped an arm around Luca and they headed towards her car. Brandy watched them leave, her sister’s boisterous voice carrying until they got into the vehicle, then Brandy shut the door and began lugging her and Luca’s bags up the stairs.
Once upstairs she threw them on the floor of the guest room and flopped down on the bed. Brandy wanted to explore all the rooms of this house while she still had it all to herself, but exhaustion took priority at the moment. It was strange being home again after all this time. This used to be her bedroom but now very few traces of her childhood room remained. Which was fitting, of course. It had been many years since she’d been a child in this home. But the smell of the hardwood and the fragrant fruit trees beyond the window churned up the memories of this place just the same.
Brandy let her eyes drift close as the past tried to, once again, simmer to the surface. She squeezed her eyes tight, her only defense against them, but it was no use. Being here, surrounded with reminders everywhere she turned, the memories began to trickle into her conscious. The ones that she tried to keep most buried, the ones she tried to not let herself relive hit her with full force.
