Chapter 6
Ivy sat at the bar nursing soda after soda until closing time. She wasn’t entirely sure why she was staying, but she also couldn’t bring herself to leave. When LaTisha gave last call at the bar, Ivy watched as Luther’s buddies began downing their beers. She saw him glance over at her before finishing his own. As they all filed out, Luther hung behind.
“LaTisha, I’ll close up for you tonight.” Ivy gave her a smile. “There’s someone I want to talk to.” Ivy jerked her head to the pool room where Luther stood just watching her. LaTisha nodded.
“I’ll get everyone out, you just lock up when you’re done?” Ivy nodded.
Walking in to section three when it was empty was a strange feeling. Ivy glanced behind her at the guests filing out of the door and then looked up at Luther.
“You stayed…” She said as she longed to reach out and touch him. He looked down at her.
“So did you…” Ivy shrugged as she slid on to a stool at a small counter height table. Luther sat across from her.
“I told you, I like you.” Luther laughed quietly.
“You are a strange girl…”
“Ivy.” Ivy added. Luther nodded.
“You are a strange girl, Ivy.” Ivy smiled.
“The heart wants what it wants.” Luther shook his head.
“You’re in dangerous territory, kid.” Ivy looked down at her slender fingers resting on the tabletop.
“We all have to live dangerously once in a while.” Luther smirked.
“Shouldn’t you be getting home?” He nodded at the front door where LaTisha was flipping over the ‘Closed’ sign. Ivy shook her head.
“No, we can stay as long as we like, I have the keys.”
It was two hours after the cleaning crew had left when Ivy finally slid off her stool and yawned.
“Okay, maybe I should get home.” Luther nodded and slid back off his own stool. Ivy stepped forward, she put her slender hand on his thick muscular chest and looked up in to his gray eyes. “Don’t sell yourself short, Luther.” He gave her a partial smile. Ivy stood up on her tiptoes and as she did, Luther leaned down. When their lips met, Ivy was sure that her lungs would explode. He had been holding her breath in anticipation of this kiss and now that it was here she was sure that she would pass out. Luther gently grabbed the back of her head with his hand, pulling her in to him as he kissed her passionately. Ivy closed her eyes and pressed her fingers in to his muscular chest. She could feel the warmth exuding from his body as she leaned in closer. His tongue slid between her lips, dancing with hers. Ivy could feel his body reacting to her own as he suddenly pulled back.
“I’d better go.” His eyes flitted from her lips to her beautiful hazel eyes and back again. Leaning forward he pressed his lips to hers once more. Ivy let her hands slid down to the hardness that she had felt pressed up against her. Luther pulled back his lips from her, exhaling in a stuttered breath. He opened his mouth to speak but as he did, Ivy squeezed her fingers around his thickness and again he gasped.
“Don’t go…” Ivy whispered as she rubbed her palm against his length. “Please don’t go.” Luther licked his lips, his face painted with wanting.
“I’m not what you need, Ivy…” His voice was barely audible as Ivy massaged him gently through his jeans.
“But you’re what I want…” she whispered as her fingers moved up to the button on his jeans.
“Ivy…” He protested. Ivy slid down his zipper and reached her hand down inside his jeans, feeling the full thickness of his shaft against her hand. “Ahh!” Luther exclaimed as she worked him gently, teasing him. “Ivy, you…” Ivy looked up at him as she slid her hand out of his jeans, his swollen cock wrapped within her fingers. “Oh, God…” His voice was barely audible as Ivy slid her hand from the base of his shaft to the tip. Giving him one final glance, Ivy crouched at his feet and pulled the tip of his cock towards her open mouth. “Ahh!”
“Mmm…” Ivy hummed in delight as she slipped the tip of him between her warm waiting lips. Slowly she wrapped her tongue along the underside of him and slid her lips down. When her mouth was covering the length of his shaft, she lifted her eyes to look up at him. Luther looked down at her, those doe-eyes looking back drove him wild. Ivy slid back, letting his cock slide from her lips, only to slip it back in to her mouth again. “Mmm!” She hummed again as she took him in her mouth and Luther let out a gasp.
“Oh God!” His hands reached down, his fingers lacing through her dark brown hair. “Oh, Ivy!” He played with her silky hair as she bobbed forward and back, working his full length with her mouth. “Stop…” He said quietly as his hands moved around to the sides of her face and stilled her movement. “Come up here.” Ivy licked his tip once more before standing up. Luther leaned down and pressed his mouth to hers. “Do you want me?” He whispered against her eat. Ivy nodded.
“Yes.” Her voice was breathy.
“Ivy…” He reached down, sliding one arm behind her knees and the other behind her back. With one simple sweep he picked her up and carried her over to the pool table. Sitting her carefully on the edge, he leaned down and kissed her again. Ivy could feel her heart racing, she had never wanted anything so badly before in her life. Luther reached his fingers down to the tops of her short shorts. “Ivy…do you want me?” Ivy nodded her head.
“More than anything.” Luther tugged the top of her shorts as Ivy lifted herself on the edge of the pool table. Sliding her shorts and panties down, Luther could smell her sweetness anticipating him inside of her. He let her shorts and panties drop to the floor and as he stood back up, he trailed kisses along her thighs. Ivy could feel every muscle in her body tense. She had never had a man touch her like this before and it felt so incredible. She knew that she was already soaking wet for him. Luther peeled off her shirt, revealing her plump breasts and as he did he took a sharp breath in.
“My God, you’re incredible.” His hands cupped her breasts as he pressed his lips gently to hers. Ivy smiled. Luther put one hand behind her head as he prompted her to lie back. When she was lying flat he pulled her gently to the edge of the table. “Are you sure, Ivy?” She nodded.
“Be gentle, Luther.” He nodded and parting her thighs he stepped between them. His thick cock still throbbing for her, he teased her opening. She was so wet that his cock became wet in an instant.
“Mmm, I’ll go slow…” He pressed forward, the tip of his cock stretching her tight opening.
“Ahhh…” Ivy cried out as her forehead furrowed. Luther pushed forward slowly, the tip of his cock now inside her. “Ohhhh!” Ivy hummed from the top of the table. Luther pushed forward just a little more and Ivy couldn’t help screaming out as the whole head of his cock popped inside of her. “Oh God!” Luther smiled at her breathlessly, but as he leaned forward, his shaft sliding deeper inside of her, he realized that she was a virgin.
“Ivy…” She looked up at him, her big hazel eyes blinking softly.
“Mmm?” Her lips were pressed together as she felt him fully inside of her.
“Ivy, am I your first?” Ivy smiled up at him with a slow nod. “Oh, Ivy!” Luther didn’t want to be her first, he knew that he shouldn’t have been her first but now that he was deep inside her he couldn’t stop.
“Show me what it’s like, Luther.” Luther pulled back, the sweet sound of her wet pussy the only sound in the room. He grabbed hold of her hips and held her gently as he thrust forward again. “Mmm!” Luther watched as her plump tits bounced with each thrust. He knew that her tightness was going to make him cum in no time at all. “Oh, God, Luther!” She cried loudly as he thrust rhythmically, stretching her opening with his full width. “Oooohhhh it feels so good!” Luther licked his lips as he watched her taking his full length.
“You feel so good, Ivy. You’re doing so good…” He gripped her hips tighter as he fought to hold on to his own ecstasy.
“Ohhhh, Luther….oh God, Luther!” Her rhythmic cries became louder and Luther could see her
body beginning to tense. Reaching up he gently pinched her nipples with one hand as he slid back out of her.
“That’s right, Ivy, that’s right. Cum for me!” Ivy’s toes curled as her fingers scratched at the top of the pool table.
“Ooohhhh Luther! Ahh ahh ahh!” Luther felt her pussy tighten around him as her back arched and she cried out. “Ohhhhh!” The peak of her ecstasy passed and her body fell on to the felt covered table as her pussy suckled him.
The tightness of her cumming pussy combined with the eroticism of her cries was more than enough for Luther. His fingers pinched her nipple as he thrust deeply and then his body stilled between her legs. Ivy felt each throb of his cock inside of her, each jet of his cum.
“Mmm, mmm…” Luther spilled the last of his seed inside her wetness and then fell forward, his head resting on her chest as he gasped for breath.
“Oh Luther, that was amazing.” Luther laughed quietly.
“Mmm…” was all he could say as he lay still, gasping for air.
Luther slid himself from Ivy’s tight pussy, his cock covered in a mix of his own cum and hers. Ivy gasped as he slid all the way out of her and then she laughed nervously.
“Mmm, I want to do that again!” Luther laughed as he lifted her to a sitting position.
“Not quite yet.” He looked down at his cum covered cock. “We guys need a little more time between sessions.” He smiled up at her and leaned in to kiss her mouth. Pulling back he brushed his thumb against her cheek. “Why didn’t you tell me it was your first time?” He whispered as he looked in to her big hazel eyes. Ivy shrugged with a shy smile.
“I didn’t want you to say no…” Luther leaned in and kissed her again gently.
“I would have, you know.” Ivy nodded.
“I know, that’s why I didn’t tell you.” Luther shook his head.
“What am I going to do with you?” Ivy grinned.
“I think I could come up with something?” She jumped off the edge of the table as Luther tucked himself back in to his jeans and zipped them up. Turning around she noticed a wet sticky spot on the table and she looked over at Luther wide eyed. “Oh my God we came on the pool table!” Luther laughed loudly as Ivy began rubbing at the wet spot. “It’s not funny!” Luther couldn’t help his laughter.
“Honey, no one will know it was us. We’ll just wipe it down with some water and no one will know.” Ivy ran over to the bar to get a glass of water and some napkins. “Shouldn’t you get dressed first?” Luther called after her. Ivy reappeared with the water and giggled.
“Why? In case someone catches me walking around a restaurant butt naked?” Luther nodded.
“You never know!” Ivy started trying to clean up the felt on the pool table.
“Well, then they should have turned up earlier and they would have gotten a better view.” Luther laughed as he took the glass of water and napkins from her.
“Go get yourself dressed, let me do this.” Ivy did as she was told.
“You know, this might have to become our little meeting place.” Ivy said as she slipped on her shorts.
“Oh? Why is that?” Ivy pulled her shorts up.
“Because I have to move home for the summer soon and there is no way in hell my parents are going to let me see you.” Luther stepped back from the pool table to make sure no stain was visible.
“Smart parents.” He said.
“Oh I know, you’re just a beast!” Ivy joked as she picked up her shirt and whipped Luther with it.
“I may be a beast,” Luther turned around to face her, “but I’m a beast with my own place.” Ivy’s eyebrows shot up.
“Oh really?” Luther laughed as he shook his head.
“What, did you think I lived in a dorm?” Ivy shrugged.
“I don’t know…I just never thought about you having your own place.” She pulled her shirt over her head. “But the thought of it now opens up a whole new realm of possibilities.” Luther rolled his eyes.
“Oh God, I’ve created a monster!” Wrapping her up in his arms, Luther bent down and kissed Ivy on the forehead. “Come on, monster, let’s get out of here, it’s getting late.”
Chapter 7
Ivy began looking forward to the nights at work when she was scheduled to close and she even volunteered to take over other closing shifts as well. Despite the fact that Luther had his own place – and a very exciting motorcycle to ride to get there – there was something that Ivy found thrilling about having sex on the pool table. Ivy’s parents were becoming worried however with the number of night shifts she had been taking.
“Ivy, your dad and I…we really think you need to slow down at work. We know that you don’t have school now with it being summer and all, but we don’t want you working too hard. We can help you with the money if that’s what you need?” Ivy smiled.
“Thanks mom, but I’m fine really.” Ivy’s mom frowned.
“Honey, you’re only a month in to summer and you’re looking so pale and burned out. You’re just sleeping all day and working all night and it’s just not healthy!” Ivy hated to agree with her mom, but she had been feeling a little off lately. Perhaps she had been overdoing it just a little bit.
“I tell you what, I’ll talk to LaTisha and see if I can drop one shift a week?” Her mom thought about this for a moment.
“Two. You’re already working six days a week and I think if you can cut it down to four then that will be okay.” Ivy sighed, she knew it wouldn’t be a problem with LaTisha, but she would miss having the restaurant to herself with Luther.
“Okay, I’ll ask her to cut two…but if they call me to cover for someone then I’ll do it…deal?” Her mom nodded.
“Okay. It’s for your own good, you just look so sickly lately.” Ivy nodded.
“I know mom.”
As Ivy lay in bed that night texting Luther she realized just how exhausted she felt. Opening up a browser she began to search her symptoms of feeling rundown and exhausted. She was sure it was just overworking, but she’d never felt this tired for work before so she looked through the possible causes. It was when she got to the third possible cause on the list that her heart stopped. Ivy held her breath. It couldn’t be…Switching back to her text messages, she texted to Luther.
I think I might be pregnant…
There was a long pause. Ivy waited as she watched her phone, waiting to know what to do next. It felt like an eternity until the phone buzzed in her hand:
Meet me tomorrow at work and we will find out for sure. Don’t worry until then.
It was easy enough for Luther to tell her not to worry. He had a job, a house and everything else he could need, Ivy thought. She still had another year of college to go and she was living at home with her parents. Oh God, she thought, her parents! How could she possibly hide something so huge from them? And when they found out and asked her who the father was…how could she tell them that it was the man they had warned her against at the Soda Fountain?
Ivy tossed and turned all night and by the time day broke she texted Luther:
Can’t wait, going to drugstore to buy a test. Meet me there?
She waited for his response:
Meet me at my place, you can take it here.
Buying the test was as nerve wracking as the thought of taking it and finding out the result, but Ivy knew that she had no choice. She picked the drugstore furthest from her parent’s house and bought the test. She picked up a pack of three just in case she needed confirmation. By the time she got to Luther’s small townhome she could feel the nausea rising in her belly. She knocked on the door and as soon as he answered she fell in to his arms.
“Oh my God, Luther, what am I going to do?” She could feel the tears welling in her eyes. Luther wrapped his strong arms around her.
“You’re not going to do anything, honey. If WE are pregnant, then WE will do it together. We will be just fine.” Ivy felt the tears begin to slip from her eyes.
“I’m so scared, Luther.” He ki
ssed the top of her head and pulled her closer.
“Don’t be scared, we will be just fine, okay?” She nodded silently against his chest. “Okay, so let’s get this test taken, shall we?” He stepped back pulling her with him and closed the front door. “Come on, the bathroom is right through here and I’ll stand outside the whole time.” Ivy nodded quietly.
A few minutes later Ivy emerged from the bathroom.
“What does it say?” Luther asked anxiously. Ivy shrugged.
“We won’t know for another few minutes, but I was making myself sick watching it.” Luther pulled her in to a hug.
“Stop. Take a deep breath. There is nothing that we can do about the outcome of this test is there? So let’s wait a few more minutes together and then we will look at it.” Ivy nodded.
“Will you look first?” Luther chuckled.
“Sure.” He rubbed his hand on her back. “You know, if we are having a baby, you can move in here with me. We will do it together. You won’t be on your own.” Ivy nodded, a small smile touching her lips.
“Thank you.” She whispered against his chest.
Chapter 8
Ivy struggled to get herself out of the recliner and finally with a loud exhale she managed to push herself off. She waddled across the living room.
“Are you okay in there, honey?” Luther’s voice came from the kitchen over the sounds of plates being laid out.
“Yeah, I just have to pee again!” Luther laughed.
“I’m going to move the toilet to the living room, it’d be easier for both of us!” Ivy shook her head as she waddled past the kitchen towards the bathroom.
“Don’t you dare. Besides, we only have a few weeks left until your son is born and I don’t want to have a toilet in the living room when all the people come over to see him.” Ivy disappeared in to the bathroom.
“Do you think your parents will come to see him?” Luther shouted hopefully from the kitchen.
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