by Colora, R.
Kennedy calls and asks for a huge favor. It seems her new PR girl is a little frazzled and needs help planning the first annual Hope Conservatory Gala, which would be on the anniversary of the school's opening. On top of my full course load at school, learning the ropes at Mel and Patrick's Clinic, I now have four months to plan the event of the year, and God bless her soul, but that new girl is drowning and fast.
I’m sitting at the table in my new house, writing a paper, when Anastasia storms in. She moved in with me when I left the Anderson Street house. I'm pretty sure having Vaughn four houses away was a deciding factor.
“I want to have sex with your brother, but he won't. How do I make him?” she asks with a confused look on her face.
“Oh God, kill me now! Anastasia,” I say sarcastically, “I'm probably not the best person to have this conversation with. One, because Vaughn is my brother, and two, because… No just the one. Eww!!!” I make a gagging face and she sits down.
“Do you think he thinks I’m dirty?" she asks self-consciously.
Fuck my life, I'm going to have this talk. I cringe and don't even try to hide it.
“Have you asked him why he doesn’t want to have sex with you? Maybe it isn't about you, Anastasia.”
“I did ask. He says he doesn't believe in sex before marriage, but what if he just thinks I'm disgusting and used?” she says while sobbing and pulling her hands into the sleeves of her shirt.
This just gets worse, so much worse. My twenty-one year old brother is a virgin and my almost sister wife wants to deflower him.
“Okay, Anastasia. This just went from awkward to I'm now scarred for life.”
“Estelle, I'm being serious. Please help me” she says, sitting back against her chair.
I close my eyes and think. This is what I’m going to school for, to help people, to listen and help them address their issues.
“Ana, just like you want someone to respect your boundaries and limits, you need to respect his. He is saving himself for personal reasons or maybe he is religious. Did you find out why or just get upset?”
“It’s just, we were on his bed kissing and the minute I tried take things further, he said we had to stop, that he was waiting until marriage. When I asked why, he said it was a personal choice and a promise he made to himself, what if he is only using this as an excuse to not go there with me?” She hangs her head in shame.
“Listen, Vaughn is a good guy and I know he likes you, but if you like him, you need to respect his choice. You know what it's like to be forced and pressured and it's not a good feeling.”
I’m glad to be interrupted by a knock at my door, until I get to the door. SHIT! It’s Vaughn.
“Hey sis," he says, looking sheepish. “Can I please speak to Anastasia?”
I step to the side, letting him in.
I see Anastasia has come to the door.
“I’m sorry Vaughn. I should respect your boundaries the way you respect mine. I just don’t want you to think I’m dirty," she says with a tear trailing down her cheek.
“Babe, I don’t think that at all. I stopped us because I'm not ready and neither are you. I care about you so much, Anastasia, and I don’t want to rush anything. You are still healing and I always promised myself I wouldn’t take that step until was ready to have a family. I don’t want to take the chance on having a baby with someone I’m not married to. I’m twenty-one years old babe, I'm not ready to be a dad, so I don’t take any chances," he pulled Anastasia into a hug. “Please, understand babe.”
“I do and I’m sorry," Anastasia says.
“Okay, are you guys good? I have a paper to finish and some other work to do," I say, trying to rush them out the door.
“We are good, sis. I love you," he give me a quick hug.
They walk a few houses down to go back to his house.
Seriously, I think to myself, how could that have been anymore horrifying?
The only thing that can fix this is baked goods and coffee, plus, it’s been awhile since I’ve seen Frankie.
“Hey jailbird,” Frankie says from behind the counter.
“Well, isn’t everyone a comedian these days.” I can’t help but laugh because Frankie is banging a coffee cup against the counter singing ‘Jailhouse Rock’. She puts my usual on the counter and comes around to give me a hug.
“Where is Sebbie?” I ask. I don’t see the toddler anywhere in sight.
“He’s at the sick day care, I need some help here. It’s tough when he is sick. I can’t stay with him upstairs, I need to be able to come to the bakery. So I took him to the walk in clinic, for fifty dollars a day they will keep your sick child and I know that sounds awful, but I really don’t have any other option. If this business sinks, we sink with it. It’s just me and Sebbie. I need to make this work.”
“Frankie, we have known each other for almost two years. I consider you a great friend. Let me invest in your business, no strings attached, though I was hoping you would give Zasha a summer job, maybe just working a few hours here and there. She is doing really well, but still a little skittish, and we hope getting her out will bring her out of her shell. And you could use the help in the mornings after you're done baking. It would be a win-win situation. Once the summer starts, the kids from The Hope will come here for breaks, and she can get to know some of the kids before school."
“Deal,” Frankie says, “I need The Mad Batter to stay open, not just for me, but for Sebbie. I could use a few people on staff, especially once the kids are hanging out here in the summer."
“Excuse me,” I hear a voice behind me. I turn around and come face to face with Katie and Wolf.
“Ms. Estelle, I would like to apologize to you for calling you stupid, that wasn’t nice. You’re not stupid, and I’m sorry I threw my plate on the floor. My mom made me use my allowance to pay for the plate at the diner." He says, never taking his eyes off the ground.
“I know you were upset, Wolf.” When he hears me call him this name, he looks up with a smile. “I know you didn’t mean it.”
“Estelle, can I please speak to you for a minute.” Katie asks and points towards a table. When we sit, she is quiet. I know she is still scared because I see it on her face.
“It’s been a few months since the diner and yesterday, I got served with papers from Michael. He wants a paternity test done, I don’t want this to get ugly in court. I would handle it between us, when I was driving by and saw you, I was hoping you could call Michael and ask him to meet me and Michael Jr. somewhere public. I know you don’t know me and I know this is awkward, but I don’t want lawyers and courtrooms involved.”
“Katie, can I call Rhydian? I think he could handle this better than I can. I will sit with you if you need me to though. I know this will be hard, and I don’t want you feel ganged up on, so let me call him and we can go from there." I pull out my phone and place a call to Rhydian.
“Hello, Princess. Are we still on for tonight?”
“Babe, I’m at The Mad Batter with Katie and Wolf. Can you come here? She would like to talk you about setting up a meeting with Michael. He had her served with papers and she would rather handle this privately.”
“Can you hand Katie the phone?” he asks. Handing Katie my phone, I ask Wolf to come with me and pick out a snack. Katie excuses herself to the bathroom and Wolf and I sit back down. About twenty minutes later, Rhydian and Michael walk in and they stop at the door. Wolf turns around at the sound.
“Hello, Michael," Katie says. He looks from her back to his son. “I would like you to meet Michael Blackwell, your son.”
Wolf stands and extends his hand to shake Michael’s, when he kneels his six foot three down to his son and hugs him instead.
Rhydian comes and sits down next to me. He leaned in a whispers, “Princess, let's go.
Looking at Wolf, I have to ask, “What about Michael?”
“Babe, he’s a man. He needs to handle this himself. You made the call, and I got him here, my focus and my
concern is on you and us, not them. Now, I know for a fact you have an empty house we haven't been able to make use of, but I have it on good authority that Anastasia and Vaughn are on their way to Brighton to meet Bison so they can all go fishing in the morning. They took Oksana, your dad, and Uncle Sal with them.”
A smile spreads across my face. “I bought some things I thought you would like last time I went to The Naughty Kitty. How about you give me a twenty minute head start and meet me there?” I reach into my purse and get the spare key I've been carrying around.
“I had this made for you, it's not an invitation to move in, but taking our relationship to the next level." I lean over and kiss him. “See you in twenty, babe."
I say good-bye to everyone in the bakery and make my way to my car, I turn on Pandora and select 80’s Love Songs as my driving home soundtrack.
Making my way to the bedroom, I head into my walk in closet and pull out the box I’ve been keeping for special occasions. I unwrap the pink tissue paper and pull out my supplies for tonight's activities. I haven't been comfortable with sex toys, but tonight I want to try everything with Rhydian. I’d had a hard time choosing what to get while I was at the sex shop, but I only wanted to make the one trip, so I pretty much bought one of everything the clerk recommended.
She’d helped me pick out the things I needed; I got a vibrator called The Rabbit Triple Pleasure. She’d also recommended a lube for sensitive skin and a set of anal plugs, she explained it was something that had to be worked into and she’d suggested if it was both our first time with anal play we watch this video she handed me. I’d added all of it to my basket. I’d also added a couple's sex kit called the Cum Hither Kit, it included an Egg Vibrator, Extended Length Bullet Vibrator, Ben Wa Balls, waterproof four-inch mini-massager that has a nubby-head attachment, a soft UR3 3” tongue sleeve, two one-ounce bottles of wild cherry-flavored Good Head Gel, and strawberry Lick Me Licker Gel, I’ve been waiting days to try this stuff out and tonight is going to be the night.
I want Rhydian to make me his and to erase all the bad shit that has happened. Anal sex has been something the monster never allowed his minions to do. It was a hard limit for him, just like damage to my face or any part of my body not easily hidden by clothes.
I feel like this is the one thing that is only mine—and mine alone. Something I can share with Rhydian and it will be our special memory, plus according to Kennedy and Rose, it feels great once you get past the initial discomfort. I get the toys all set up with the batteries and then lay them on the nightstand next to me so he will see my collection as soon as he enters the bedroom. Once that’s done, I change into my new lingerie and lay down on the bed to wait for him.
When I hear him enter the house, I hold my breath, thinking this is it, it’s time for us to finally come together once and for all—nothing standing in our way. I see him walk into the room, stop, and just stare at me like he can’t believe this is really happening. I beckon him over and have him come to a stop at the end of the bed. I get up on my knees and knee-walk to him. I look him in the face and say, “Rhydian, I feel the time is right for us. I want everything with you. It's something I have never done and it's special; it’s something that we can do together.” I can see understanding come into his eyes and he kisses me. He pulls back from the kiss and strips his shirt off, but leaves his pants on for now. I crawl backwards up the bed so I’m lying in the middle of it and he crawls over me. As he is crawling up to meet me, I see him take notice of the nightstand.
He grabs the toy, looks back down at me, and says, “Princess, I don’t even know where to start. I know this is a huge sign of trust from you and I won’t abuse it. I love you. Tonight is about us and our future. Now, let’s have some fun.”
Rhydian’s POV
These last two weeks since I saw the love of my life being put into the back of a patrol car handcuffed and taken to the police station for questioning in a shooting she was involved in have been strange. She seems unaffected. I'm not sure if it’s an act or if she is desensitized to violence. We have been spending as much time together as possible. She’s been super busy with the girls and working, therefore we spend a lot of our time at her new house. It has a homey feeling to it that my apartment doesn’t have. Hopefully tonight, we are getting together. I get an instant smile on my face when I see her face on my phone.
“Hello Princess. Are we still on for tonight?” I say when I answer the phone.
“Babe,” she pauses and I instantly go on alert.
“Is everything ok? What’s going on, Princess? Talk to me.”
I listen as she tells me what’s going on and I ask to speak to Katie.
“Hey Katie, are you ready this time? You didn’t see him last time when he got there. When you weren’t there it almost killed him. I won’t do that to him again."
“I’m here and I'm not going anywhere. I want to deal with this before this gets any uglier than it already has,” Katie responds. I tell her I will be at the bakery shortly before hanging up, my next call is to Michael.
“Michael,” I say, “I'm coming to get you. Be downstairs in five minutes.”
“What’s going on? Is everything ok?” He asked.
“Yes, I need you to meet me downstairs. You’re not returning for the rest of the day, so let your secretary know. I’ll be out front.”
I hang up and take a calming breath, getting involved in his drama and my reaction before, has lost me Estelle. I need to be there for my brother, but let him deal with this on his own.
I pull up in front in front of the Kerrigan Real Estate offices, just as Michael is coming out the building. He gets in the car and puts his seatbelt on.
“What’s up with all the cloak and dagger?” He says, looking aggravated.
I drive the three miles to The Mad Batter.
“Katie and Michael Jr. are in there with Estelle. I know you're upset, but I need you to go in there and not make a scene. You don’t want Katie upset, but more importantly you don’t want Michael Jr. upset.”
I see him take a deep breath.
“I’m going to meet my son. What if he hates me, Rhydian?” I can feel the pain and sorrow rolling off of my brother. What I didn’t expect to see in his eyes was guilt.
“He won’t hate you. He’s just a kid who needs his father. And to be honest, you never got over Katie. Maybe this is your second chance.”
“No, it won’t be. I can never forgive Katie for lying to me and keeping my son from me, from us, Rhydian. She had nine years to tell me about him. I wouldn’t have known about him, if you hadn’t seen them. She had been going out of her way to hide him. I will never feel anything, but hate for Katie and what she took from me.”
We get out the car and walk into the bakery. Seeing Katie and Michael Jr. is still shocking, Katie looks even thinner since the last time I’ve seen her and she has dark circles under her eyes like she hasn’t been getting much sleep. When she introduces Michael Jr. as Michael Blackwell, my heart hurts for my brother. I watch him embrace his son and I get a sudden feeling of longing. I want that, I want what Easton, and now Michael, have. I want a child and I want one with Estelle.
I know we have been taking things slow, getting to know each other, but I'm all in. I want her to marry me, and I want her pregnant with my child. I want to take care of her and love her. I just need to show her, I'm ready and she can trust me with her heart. The first thing I have to do is show her that she is my priority; that she and her needs and wants come first. I make my way over to where she is sitting, and when I tell her it’s time to go, that we have an empty house to christen, she hands me a key to her house and tells me to give her a twenty minute head start. I kiss her before she leaves.
“Michael, I'm heading out. Don’t call me. I love you, but I have alone time with my girl for the next twenty-four hours. Tell everyone I have gone Dark Thirty” I say as I'm rushing to the parking lot towards my girl and the future Mrs. Kerrigan.
It feels great unlocki
ng the door to her house with my own key. If I do this the right way, this will be our house soon. I make my way up the stairs to her bedroom, and see she is laying on the bed in a lacy scrap of material. There is soft music playing in the background, when I look through the room, I see she has all kinds of sex toys laid out. I see a video for anal first timers, and I realize that this is her way of letting me make her mine.
I get to have something no other man had; this is just for us. I haven’t ever been a huge fan of anal, mostly because it’s hard for most women to take ten and a half inches in their ass, but I know I can get her body ready. Also, the fact that I will be the first man to ever have her ass, is making me eager. I walk over to the night stand and pick up our new toy in my hands. I look at her and tell her this is going to be fun. I lay the toy down by her head and slowly start to kiss her. As I'm doing that, I'm also grinding my cock onto her warm heat. I want her to get so worked up that she won't even notice when I start to use the toy. I get out from between her legs and lay off to the side of her while she gives me a puzzled look, but I just smile at her. I go back to kissing her like my life depends on it. I take my hand and slowly start to caress her body, getting her nipples to a nice hard peak, then down her stomach, giving a slight tickle as I caress from hip to hip, and then move lower.
Once I reach her pussy, I cup it through her panties. I can feel how wet she already is. I slowly start to pull them off her and once that is done, I go back and play with her clit. Working my hand back up her body, I grab the toy, turn it on a low setting, and slowly rub it up and down her body, following the same path that my hands did. When it reaches her clit, I take the head of it and rub it there for a minute. I glance down and notice it's not a typical vibrator, but a rabbit with an anal attachment on it and can't help but think to myself SCORE. I position the vibrator at the opening of her nice, wet pussy and slowly start to insert it, making sure both the clit and anal attachments are hitting their marks.
