“I…” Speechless, that’s what I was. Sure, she had a boyfriend at home and a slew of guys at her beck and call. She didn’t need Jammer, but since I’d lied about liking him myself, it wasn’t as easy to be honest.
A deep voice from behind me stopped me from talking. “I think I can explain.”
Elle looked from me then back to Jammer. It didn’t take a genius to know that we’d just showered together. “Oh my God.” She stood up and started walking out of the room.
I ran after her, grabbing her hand just before she reached the door. “I know what you’re thinking, but you’re wrong. I should have told you when you got here that we were together, but I was just too scared. I didn’t want anyone to know. Honestly, I thought it was just a one-time thing, but when you and Jammer went upstairs together, I got so jealous and realized it was more.” I stopped there, noticing that what I was saying was making Jammer smile.
“Elle, I didn’t sleep with you because I’d already been with Charlie and in all honesty, I wanted to be with her again. She and I are…well, we’re trying to figure things out. I apologize for leading you on.”
She pointed at me and then Jammer. “So you two are like…a couple?”
I couldn’t help smile. Just hearing someone say that out loud was nice. I turned and glanced at Jammer, who winked back at me. “Yeah, Charlie and I are figuring that out.”
She repeated herself. “You and him?”
Okay, was it that hard to believe that I could get the hot guy? I mean, I wasn’t ugly. I was just attitude challenged. I felt his hands on my shoulders and then his chest pressed against my back. He lips rubbed against my ear. “Get rid of your friend so I can fuck you again, Charlie. My dick is throbbing, just knowing you’re naked underneath that towel.”
He thought his dick was throbbing. My pussy was on fire just hearing him whispering in my ear. He could have told me that my breath smelled like dog shit and I would have been turned on. The way he got me all hot was unreal. I needed to keep a rag between my legs if I wanted to be in public with this guy.
Elle was still waiting for me to reply and before I turned around and pounced on this guy, I needed her to vacate my room. “Elle, please don’t be mad at me.”
“You little slut,” She joked. “I’m not mad. I am so proud of you. Don’t let me get in the way of your little fuckathon. I’ll see you both in the morning.”
Oh thank God!
She walked out of the room and Jammer smacked me hard on the ass. “Drop the towel.”
I dropped the towel and climbed on all fours on my bed, leaving my ass stuck right up in the air. He followed behind me, quicker than I expected. His hands rubbed up and down both of my ass cheeks. “Is this what you wanted?”
He leaned over and cupped my breast into one of his hands, before pulling away completely. His body sprung off the bed and I turned around to see what was happening. “What?”
“Jesus, Charlie. We almost did it again. We almost started fucking with no protection.” He ran his hands through his still wet hair. “What the fuck is wrong with me. I have never once forgot to wear one and two times tonight it’s slipped my mind.”
I sat down on the edge of the bed and couldn’t help but giggle. “You really never forgot before?”
“No!” He knelt down in front of me, still fully erect. “I swear, I have never not used protection. Obviously, I’ve never been this attracted to someone before.”
I laid back on my bed and laughed more. “We suck at this!”
“It’s a terrible sign when our first night together I’m left with blue balls,” he teased.
I leaned up on my elbow. “They don’t really turn blue,” I teased, while dragging the back of my hand between his legs.
“You’re making it worse.”
I leaned down and kissed his nipple. “I know a way, I can make it better.”
While kissing my way down between his legs, I knew exactly what to do. I was no good at being a girlfriend, but I knew how to please a man. If all I ever did was please Jammer, at least he could walk away and know I was good at something.
“Oh shit, Charlie.” My lips surrounded his hard cock and slowly slid down his girth.
I didn’t know how long he’d be able to stand my attitude and the fact that I was raising a child. It made me feel sad. I hadn’t pictured being in a relationship. In fact, I’d given up on hoping for one. Then, out of nowhere this guy shows up and here we were, trying to figure out why each of us were so crazy about each other.
Maybe it was finally a reward for the shitty life I was handed. Maybe someone in heaven was looking out for me, feeling sorry for me. Whatever the case, I felt happier than I could ever remember feeling. I loved my little brother. I had great friends, a roof over my head and now a super sexy boyfriend, whom I was in the middle of pleasing.
This was my happy, though possibly temporary, it was still fucking awesome.
Chapter 22
Jammer
For the next few weeks Charlie and I spent most of our time together. Unfortunately, it made all of my secrets weigh heavy on me. The more I was around her, the more I wanted to make this relationship thing work. Even the kid was growing on me and I saw so much of his dad in him.
The bar was closed on Sundays and Mondays, so after spending all of Sunday hanging out around the apartment, I knew I needed to arrange a meeting with my mother. At the least, I needed to know what my father was up to.
I rolled over and felt the naked skin of my sexy ass girlfriend. It was still weird saying that word, but it’s exactly what she was to me. Her skin was smooth and warm from being under the covers. Since she was on her back, I found one of her breasts easily. I tugged down the covers so I could watch myself playing with her little nipple. She moaned in her sleep and tried to adjust, but I kept massaging her breast in my hand until the nipple was rock hard. I could feel the growing urge under the covers as I leaned down and took her nipple into my mouth. I loved the way it felt against my tongue.
I heard Charlie moan again, but this time one of her hands slide into my hair. I looked up at her and saw her opening her eyes.
Sure, she was still tired from staying up late to get a shower with me, but her body was wide awake already. I slid the other hand down between her legs and started rubbing her little clit. Her hips moved with my rhythm and she didn’t have to tell me to keep going, because I already knew where I wanted to be.
I licked Charlie’s nipple again and blew cool air over it.
The more my finger rubbed her nipple, the faster her hips were moving to keep up. Just knowing that her sweet pussy was down there getting all hot for me was enough for me to slide down under the cover and position myself right between her legs.
I could still smell the body wash from where I had washed every inch of her just hours before.
I licked up her thighs before running my whole hand up and down her pussy lips. She used one of her legs to kick the covers down so she could watch me.
I loved looking up at her and seeing her face react to the touch of my tongue. My fingers pinched her little lips together and I licked from the bottom to the top. When I reached her clit, I pushed harder, using my tongue to get that extra reaction from her. As I repeated the process, I let my tongue slip in between her folds, getting my first real taste of her sweet sex. My thumb was steady rubbing her little clit, while I continued to kiss every inch of her pussy.
The more I licked, the more my dick was throbbing to be inside of her. When she finally started to tighten up, I knew she was coming. I crawled up and kissed all over her neck as I teased her entrance with my hard cock. She was still trembling as it brushed over her swelled bud, but I kept doing it to see her reaction. As my dick slid inside for the first time, I stilled myself for a second, because it felt so good, I was already feeling like I could explode. She was so tight and the pressure of entering her was always the most difficult.
For the past month we’d been through so many boxes of condom
s, that we started using the pull out method. Yeah, it sucked ass for me, because after feeling what it was like to ride her bareback and fill her, it was the last thing I liked to do. Still, neither of us were in a position to be responsible for yet another child, so I really tried to be careful.
Charlie had started on the pill and we were almost to the point where we were safe from getting pregnant. Our pace matched as I continued to thrust my cock into her wet pussy. Charlie dug her nails into my ass, so I pumped her harder. I watched her closing her eyes and smiling. She was all against kissing without brushing her teeth, but I couldn’t come without feeling her tongue touching mine. I leaned down and violated her lips until her warm tongue brushed over mine. The pressure began to build up and just at the right moment I pulled out.
My hot release shot all over her stomach and breasts. I thought she’d be pissed but she started laughing. “Looks like you’re going to have to wash me off again.”
“I will never complain about that job.” I kissed her one more time before pulling her into the bathroom with me.
Later, while Charlie was out dealing with Ryan, I decided to take the first step in contacting my parents. I'd no sooner dialed my parent’s business line, when I heard Charlie on the phone in the kitchen. She was crying, so I hung up from my call before anyone could answer. I rushed to her side, pulled her into the bedroom and sat down on the bed next to her until she hung up. "What's the matter?"
She tossed her phone on the bed and looked up at me with tear filled eyes. "Not only have they still not been able to find the John guy, but I just found out that there is a fifty thousand dollar lien that's been put on the property. It seems that my father failed to pay a loan he took out years ago. Apparently, the loan expired and now the loaning company is wanting the payment in full. I have thirty days to come up with the cash or I might lose everything. What the hell am I going to do Jammer? I don't have that kind of money. I have no job experience and a little kid to support."
I felt sick knowing that the loan shark was my fucking father. I was going to have to tell Charlie the truth. There was no way around this any longer. "We'll figure something out. Look, I know the timing is terrible, but I might know someone that can help us. Will you be okay for a couple hours?"
"Jammer, you don't have to help me. This is my problem, not yours."
I grabbed her hand and kissed it. "You must think I'm a real asshole."
She looked confused. "What are you talking about?"
"Charlie, I'm not going to want to stop being a part of your life just because things go wrong. These past few weeks have been fanfuckingtastic. Let me help you."
"How are you going to help me? I mean, it isn't like you have a job besides helping me out. Just face it, I'm going to lose the tavern." She buried her hands into her face again and started back up with her sobs.
I had to fix this. "I don't expect you to trust me yet, but I need you to give me a few hours, Charlie. I will explain everything when I get back, I promise."
I kissed her head and walked out of the room. I felt like shit for leaving her to cry all alone, but this couldn't wait any longer. I'd prolonged the inevitable for too long and now the ground was falling apart underneath of us. I'd already run from my father once, I wasn't going to let him fuck with my life again.
The drive to my parents wasn't long enough to wrap my mind around what I wanted to say. If my father's schedule was anything like it was six years ago, he would already be out running doing business stuff. I pulled my car outside the gates of their private driveway and walked up to the voice box. I pressed the glowing button and waited to hear my mother's voice.
"Yes?"
Oh God, I'd missed her so much. "Mom, it's John, can you open the gate?"
She didn't say anything, but the gates started to open. I left the car parked where it was and walked down the long stone driveway. My parents’ home was more like a damn compound. They'd built it in the eighties and only added on to it. The front was all done in stone and three pillars supported a large front porch that hung over the whole front of the seven thousand square foot house.
I got halfway up the driveway before my now aging mother came running out of the door. She grabbed both of my arms and looked me right in the eye. "I thought I would never see you again."
"Mom, I'm so sorry for staying away from you." I kissed her head and held my lips there for a moment. She still smelled the same as I remembered. I felt horrible for staying away from her, when the only thing she was guilty of was supporting her husband. "I'm here now."
"Come inside, son. Come tell me what you've been up to for the last six years."
For the next twenty or so minutes, she sat across from me, just staring. I finally cleared my throat and leaned in closer to her. "Mom, I hate to come in and start asking you questions, but I need some answers and you're the only person that can help me."
She reached over and grabbed my hand. "John, are you in some kind of trouble?"
"No, of course not." I pulled the picture out of my wallet and slid it across the coffee table. "Who are these people you're with?"
She looked shocked as she stared at the old picture. "Where did you get this?"
"It doesn't matter right now. I need to know how you and dad know that man."
She shook her head and traced the people in the picture. "Joe and Charlotte McNally. Your father and Joe were best friends in high school. I guess you were too young to remember him. Back before you were born, we spent all of our time together. Joe was very good at billiards and we would travel with him to some of his events. Where did you find this?"
"How come I never met him?"
"Joe and your father had a falling out. I guess you were about four or five. I only remember because you were crazy about his daughter and you actually cried when they moved away." My stomach dropped. I heard what she said, but I didn't want to believe it.
"A daughter? I don't remember."
My mother stood up. "Stay here. I'll be right back."
I considered that she'd gone upstairs to call my father and tell him I was at the house, but she came back down with a box in her hand. She sat it on the table and started sorting through it. After a few minutes, she handed me a picture. "That's you and their daughter, Charlene. You were three when she was born. It was cute because you couldn’t say her name, so you called her..."
"Lena. I called her my Lena." Oh my God this couldn't be happening to me. I sat there staring at a picture of Charlie sitting on my lap when we were just little kids.
On top of hiding my identity from Charlie, now there was this whole other thing that I had to tell her.
She handed me another picture of Charlie and I playing in the snow. "You were so cute with her. I remember you used to say that when you grew up you were going to marry your Lena. I often wonder what happened to that poor child."
I looked up at my mom and pretended that I didn't know where Charlie was. "What do you mean?"
"There is a reason that we stopped talking to them. Your father would be best to explain it."
I grabbed her hand. "Mom, I'm asking you."
"When your father and I first started the business, he and Joe were still the best of friends. They did everything together, including going on long trips where Joe would play in billiards tournaments. I guess while they were away, Charlotte met someone else. She started having an affair and after a while, it was obvious that her heart wasn't in her marriage. Joe threw himself into playing pool and hanging out at bars all night long. The problem was, the more he drank, the more the liquor changed him. One night Joe came home and caught his wife with the other man. They had a heated fight on the front lawn and Charlotte called the police. Joe tried to take his daughter, because he knew that Charlotte would keep him from seeing her. Charlotte fought with him and Joe hit her to try to get to his daughter. Unfortunately, the cops came and took him away. While he was locked up for the night, Charlotte took her daughter and left town. Joe was never the same afte
r that night. He drank from the time he woke up, until the time he passed out somewhere. Your father and I tried to help him, but his drunk driving was too out of control. He hit someone and killed them and they sent him straight to jail. We hired a lawyer and tried to get his time reduced, but the judge wasn't the kind to be lenient on drunk drivers. He got ten years. In that time, his wife filed for a divorce and got remarried. Joe felt so bad about taking another person’s life that he signed over parental rights of his daughter. The saddest part about it was that just a few years later Charlotte and her daughter were killed in a house fire."
I looked up at my mother. She didn't know Charlie survived the fire. Would she have adopted her into our family if she knew? I couldn't believe all of this happened while I was a child. "So what happened between Joe and dad?"
She sat another picture down on the table. "When Joe got out of jail all he had were the clothes on his back. Your father took him and gave him a job, but Joe wanted to buy back his father's tavern. Your father lent him the money to do it. It had been a foreclosure, so it wasn't that expensive for a business. Your father's only stipulation was that he be part business owner with Joe. Unfortunately, when Joe's business started doing well, he went to an attorney and somehow had your dads name removed. As far as I know that was the reason they stopped being friends. To tell you the truth, the last time I'd seen Joe, he seemed to really have turned his life around. So tell me, John, where did you get that picture? Did you meet Joe?"
"It doesn't matter. Where can I find dad?"
"He's in Atlantic City for the weekend. Some big investors are looking into a strip mall and your father wants to lease out the buildings."
I stood up. "Mom, I can't stay. I promise I will come back and visit with you. I just have to go."
"John, please, I've waited six years to see you and you come in asking about someone that I haven't seen in a very long time. What is going on?"
My mother deserved some kind of explanation. "How much do you know about dad's business?"
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