by Posey Parks
Sierra hands flew over her mouth. “Oh, that is going to be amazing! Wait it’s on December 23rd. I have the kids this year for Christmas.”
“Tell Jeremy you’ll be back on Christmas eve early. Looks like Sebastian is sending his jet. We we’ll be back in no time.”
“I don’t know.”
“I’ll talk to him.”
Her eyes widened. “Jeff, you can’t.”
“I will that’s final. I’ll open the wine.”
“I’m grabbing another bottle now. I’m going to need it Mr. Stubborn,” Sierra rolled her eyes as she walked away.
After opening the bottle, I poured us each a glass.
Half a bottle of wine later, Sierra was loose as a goose. We sat in the dining room eating dinner and Sierra massaged my cock with the ball of her foot as she licked her lips. I cleared the table, Sierra followed me back into the kitchen. She opened the second bottle pouring us another glass. I watched her swallow half the glass.
“Come here Dillon.”
I love her calling me by my real name. I wish she could call me Dillon all the time. Sierra peeled her tight off the shoulder pink blouse over her head dropping it to the floor. She kicked off her gray flats, then bent over shimmying her tight jeans down her legs. After kicking them aside, she stood before me unbuttoning my white and gray button-down dress shirt. Sierra peeled it back over my broad shoulders, down my arms nice and slow.
She bit her bottom lip. “I’m obsessed with your body just a little bit.”
Is it wrong to enjoy my woman when she’s drunk just a little? She opens up to me. I love it.
“You have on a wife beater again.” Her hands roamed my chest.
“Is this a 2xl because your chest is massive?”
I laughed as I kicked off my shoes. Sierra slid my jeans down my legs, helping me out of them on her hands and knees.
“Baby, get up. I can take off my pants and socks.”
“I know, but I’m your woman and I want to do it.”
“Ok.”
Our clothes were scattered across the kitchen floor. Sierra grabbed my hand leading me out of the kitchen. Her navy lace bra and thongs had my cock rock hard. I’m fucking Sierra all night.
CHAPTER FIFTY
JEFF
“Have a seat on the couch I’ll be right back.”
She disappeared into the kitchen returning with the wine bottle and glasses. Sierra poured us each another glass of wine. She sat on her knees between my legs.
“Baby, remove the wife beater please.”
I tugged the undershirt over my head. Before I could get the shirt over my head Sierra was sucking on my nipple. Her hands ran up and down my eight pack repeatedly.
“You are mine Dillon,” she whispered.
Not sure why she completely stopped calling me Jeff. Sierra climbed into my lap, unhooked her bra, slipped it off, throwing it to the floor. Slowly she slid her pussy back and forth over my cock as our lips locked. She stopped briefly staring into my eyes. Her hands caressed my face.
“I love you, Dillon. The Jersey you. The man you were supposed to be and are now. You are an amazing man. I am so happy to be your woman.”
It was like she knew the truth and didn’t care. I wondered if she could see the vulnerability in my face. I ain’t ever been vulnerable like I am right now for Sierra.
“Thank you, for sharing who you are with me. I love the way you trust me.”
If I totally trusted her I would tell her my real name is Dillon Sergio Magarelli. My fingers slipped under the brim of her thong, sliding them down her ass. I left her thong resting under her ass, while I slipped my finger down her ass into her wet pussy. Her head dropped back as she squeezed my biceps. My greedy mouth sucked on her breast, while her pussy rocked back and forth on my finger.
“You ready for me to eat your pussy?”
“Yes, but first things first. I want you to cum in my mouth.”
Sierra leaned down licking each of my nipples, then every definition in my abs. Before I knew it, she was on the floor, relieving my dick from my gray boxers. Sierra swooped up both glasses of wine, placing one in my hand. We gulped the contents down quick. Sierra placed our empty glasses on the coffee table. Her warm hands stroked my shaft as her tongue circled under the head of my cock. Ours eyes locked as she slowly sucked and stroked my dick. Sierra quickened her pace. I felt my cock grow. The veins became visible the faster she sucked. Sierra licked the precum from the tip of my dick.
“Umm,” she moaned.
She was killing me. “Baby!”
Sierra dropped her hands and began deep throating my dick. My eyes rolled in the back of my head. Sierra stroked my dick with one hand as she sucked while rubbing my balls with the other. That was it I was done for. I grabbed her hair, my cock hit the back of her throat repeatedly. “Sierra, I’m cumming!”
I stared at her, while the cum shot out of my dick down her throat.
“Umm, yeah.” Cum dripped down the side of her mouth. Sierra caught it with her tongue.
“Dillon, you taste so fucking good.” She placed my dick back inside my boxers before standing to her feet. “Baby, bring the wine upstairs. I’m going to the bathroom.”
“Ok.”
After slamming down two shots of whiskey, I met Sierra in my bedroom with wine and glasses. Sierra awaited me near the bed completely naked. I poured us each a glass of wine. I placed the bottle on the dresser. She and I sipped our wine slow. I peered at my vision of beauty. Sierra placed our glasses on the night stand.
Standing before me she slipped my boxers past my hard cock to the floor. Her fingers swept over my ears through my hair. Sierras lips slowly encased mine. My hands circled her ass.
“Sierra, I’m going to give you my credit card. I want you to buy new lingerie to wear when you are with me.”
“I will, only if we go together. You pick out everything you want me to wear.”
My eyes rolled upward briefly. “Sounds manageable.”
Sierra smiled.
I threw her in the middle of the bed. Spreading her legs open with my big arms while my large hands massaged her stomach, slowly I sucked her pussy lips.
“Awe fuck Dillon baby, eat my pussy good. Shit!”
Gripping her thighs, my tongue slammed into her slick hole.
“Oh yeah Dillon. Um!” Her hands clutched her breast.
My tongue slipped up her slit to her clit. I sucked her clit until she lost it.
“Fuck Dillon, I’m cumming! I can’t stop. Her cream filled my mouth. I drank and drank while her body shook beneath my grip. Once her body calmed down. I flipped her over.
“Ass up face down baby.” Holding her hips steady, I slid back and forth into her tight pussy. Sierra was completely relaxed. Leaning over her massaging her breast, I snatched the ponytail holder out of her hair. My hand slipped around her neck as our lips touched.
“Do you love this dick?”
“Yes Dillon.”
I continued slamming into her pussy, as I held her in my arms.
“Dillon give it to me.”
Pulling out of her, I flipped her over pulling her to the edge of the bed. Resting her legs against my shoulders, I slammed into her pussy fast then slow. The back of my hand swept across my brow removing the sweat. I thrusted harder.
“Sierra, I’m going to cum.”
“Dillon no.”
I slipped one of her legs under my arm then circled inside her.
“Oh Dillon, yes.”
Sierra’s gray eyes stared into mine as she gripped the comforter. I could tell she was close to cumming.
“Dillon baby…” Her eyes closed. “You have the best dick ever,” she moaned.
“I’m cumming… again…”
She and I stared at the cream all over my dick as I slid back and forth inside her.
“Yeah, my baby came all over my dick,” I winked.
“Dillon, come here.”
Crawling on the bed, I hovered over her as her leg
s rested against my back. Our tongues intertwined. Sierra’s fingers gripped my ass. My eyes closed.
“Dillon, look at me.”
Her fingers combed through my hair, I kissed her wrist. “Fuck I love your pussy Sierra. Shit!” I groaned. My strokes slowed as I came inside her.
I dropped on the bed next to her. Sierra slipped into my arms. Tonight, I was the one dozing off.
“I wish this weekend didn’t have to end. I love sleeping in your arms.”
“Um, huh.”
“Dillon, don’t go to sleep.”
“I’m trying not to.”
“Dillon, tell me you love me in Italian.”
“Ti amo piccola.”
She grinned from ear to ear, her hand stroked my bearded cheek.
“Sierra, sei mio per sempre.”
She chuckled against my neck. “What did you say?”
“Sierra, you are mine forever.”
“Dillon, sei mio per sempre.”
“That’s right baby. I am. Let daddy get some sleep and I’ll give you some dick in the middle of the night.”
“Ok.”
Sierra watched tv while I slept. Nothings better than waking up to the woman you love every day. Yeah, this living apart shit will be difficult.
CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE
JEFF
Sierra and I couldn’t get enough of each other. We hated sleeping apart. I would go over to her house after the kids were sleep. Since I was on vacation, Sierra would let me sleep while she went to work. Once the banging began, I was awake.
Strolling downstairs toward the kitchen I waved at my guys.
“Good morning boss. There’s a pot of coffee already started, Ray smiled.
I sat at the kitchen counter admiring the guys’ work. The kitchen was becoming state of the art like mine, but in a more feminine way. After busting balls with the fellows, I’d drive home and crash until noon.
Around Thanksgiving, I began having dinner with Sierra and the kids at her house. Jeremy didn’t want the kids to meet me. Sierra informed Jeremy I’d be coming over to his house to meet with him soon to discuss any concerns he may have. You know how I feel. Fuck him and his biased concerns. However, for Sierra I will have a talk with him.
One night I brought my children with me to Sierras for dinner. Sierra and I were nervous. We sat around the dinner table in silence for the better part of our meal. “Why is everyone quiet?” I asked.
No one looked up from their plates.
Sierra smiled at me. “Guys do you like the spaghetti?”
One by one the kids answered yes.
“Dillon, Lily, Shana, and Jason. Sierra and I like each other. We spend time together. All of us will have dinner and hang out together often. Any questions?”
Shana raised her hand. “Yes baby,” Sierra smiled.
Shana glanced over at me. “Are you going to be sleeping here every night?”
Sierra and I glanced at each other eyes wide.
She cleared her throat. “Just sometimes.”
“But eventually Shana, we will live together in one house.”
Sierra cut her eyes at me then back at Shana. “When did you see Jeff?”
“One morning, after you woke me. I came to your bedroom, you walked into the bathroom. He was in the bed a-sleep.”
“Will they sleep in our rooms daddy?” Dillon asked.
“No. Sierra is going to design their bedrooms which will be across the hall from you and Lily.”
“Kids we know this is a new situation and a big adjustment, however I believe we can get through it together,” Sierra smiled.
That was a tense evening.
We took a couple of weekend family trips together. Each week we hung out with the kids at their favorite trampoline fun center. We’ve had the most success with the children’s bonding at the fun center.
Things were looking up until I remembered I said I would talk to Jeremy. Sierra and I decided to drop the children off at Jeremys. I brought my children along to meet Jeremy. I wanted him to understand he isn’t the only person concerned about his children. I don’t let every woman around my kids. This gives me a chance to also discuss our holiday trip to L.A. for the Christmas party.
Of course, my children were excited to meet Jeremy the professional football player.
Lily and Dillon were full of oohs and ahs as we approached the gated community. I remember the privileges of being rich. My parents’ home is similar to these massive and over the top mansions. The security guard recognized Sierra, allowing us through the gate.
The maid greeted us at the door.
“Hello Mrs. Crawford, Shana, Jason, and guests,” she smiled.
“Mr. Crawford is in the family room. He’s expecting you all.”
Shana took off running. Jason ran behind her. I held my children’s hands as we walked through Sierra’s old home.
We heard Jeremy’s voice as we walked toward the family room. Sierra walked in first.
“Hello, Jeremy.”
Jeremy pulled Sierra into a hug, kissing the side of her hair. “Hello. Long time no see.”
His smile was devious. It was obvious he still wanted her.
“Jeremy, I would like you to meet my boyfriend Jeffrey Westbrook and his two beautiful children Dillon and Lily,” Sierra smiled brightly.
He reached out his hand for mine. “Hey, how are you doing?”
He knew I was coming on this little trip, but to pretend he didn’t see me when he hugged Sierra only pissed me off. However, in front of the children, I had to save face. So, I smiled.
“I’m doing Good,” I replied shaking his hand.
Jeremy directed his attention toward my children. “Dillon, Lily what would you like signed from me? I have jerseys, hats, footballs, tons of stuff on the table take your pick!”
The kids screamed running toward the table.
CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO
JEFF
“Alright, Mr. Westbrook, are you ready to talk?”
“Yeah, sure. You can call me Jeff.”
“Jeff, follow me.”
We stepped into his study. I closed the door behind us.
“Have a seat.”
Sitting behind his desk he grabbed a football holding it in his hands.
I sat across from him, my back straight. I decided to dress business casual. A navy blazer, light green dress shirt, navy slacks, and loafers. Yeah, I wore my Rolex. I may not have as much money as him, but I’m no slouch.
“I would like to start by saying I can understand your concern. I am divorced too. I am cautious who I bring around my children. Sierra is the first woman to meet my children.”
“I looked you up. You aren’t doing bad for yourself. Your company is even working on a project with Mr. Johansen here in Seattle. Impressive.”
“Thank you.”
Setting the ball on the desk, he leaned forward. “I’m going to be honest. I don’t care how much money you have. If I ever find out you laid a hand on either one of my children in the wrong way. I’ll kill you!”
I couldn’t be mad at him about his words. I would say the same thing to a man dating my ex-wife being around my children.
“I respect your concern. I would feel the same way in your shoes.”
“I talked to Shana. She told me you were sleeping over at the house.”
I’m sure I turned beet red.
“I came over to the house after the kids were asleep. Sierra was getting the kids ready for school in the morning and to my understanding Shana saw me sleeping.”
He leaned back in his chair. “So, you were there on a booty call?”
“Sierra was used to sleeping with me at my house and asked me to come over. It worked out since my construction team is renovating her house. After she and the kids leave in the morning I check on my team’s progress. I’m sure we can agree her house was overdue for a makeover. After all your children live there most of the time.”
An angry scrawl spread across his face. “Sier
ra chose the bare minimum.”
“I understand. Sometimes it can be hard to make her see reason. I tricked her into the renovation. Someone called her, telling her she won a makeover.
I’m sure you didn’t want her to struggle on her own. You would rather she stayed with you.”
Jeremy ran his hand across the back of his neck. “I didn’t want to lose my family.”
“No good man wants to lose what means the most to him. Unfortunately, you have to let them move on.”
Jeremy’s fist slammed against the desk. “Right. You want me to accept that my ex-wife moved on after being divorced for only a year!”
I leaned forward staring him right in the eye. “Yes. I realize she is a once in a life time kind of woman. She is sweet, thoughtful, and intelligent. I will do all I can to make her happy for the rest of her life.”
He jumped to his feet. “Wait, you want to marry her?”
“Of course, I do!”
“You haven’t even known her that long.”
“How long did it take you to fall in love with her?”
He turned to the window. “It didn’t take long at all. I still love her. I wish I never fucked up my marriage. I wouldn’t have to be sitting here talking to you. No offense.”
“None taken. There is something else I need to discuss with you.”
He sat in his chair. “I’m listening.”
I sat back. “Mr. and Mrs. Johansen invited Sierra and I to the Latters Christmas party on the 23rd. I understand it’s Sierra holiday to have the children. Can we bring them here until noon Christmas Eve?”
“I can’t. I already booked my trip. I’m taking my parents on a holiday cruise.”
“I understand. We will take the children with us to California.”
“Who is going to watch my kids?”
“They will accompany us to the party. Mr. and Mrs. Jacob Latters have children. I’m sure they won’t mind.”
“Wow, you are really into Sierra if you are willing to rearrange your plans.”
“It’s no trouble at all.” I stood to my feet. We shook hands.
“Let me know if you ever want tickets to the game. Looks like we’ll be seeing more of each other.”
“Yes, we will.”
