"This is delicious," Abigail said. "I have to say. The cooking, speaking French, this house, all this. You've really changed.""Yes, I have, but I had too. Midwest hick doesn't go well here. My ex, Susan, taught me the finer things. It was just the two of us, and she didn't cook too well, so I started to. When we went out, it was always the best restaurants, so the French helped. Also, I know some German too. After the divorce, I bought this place. She sent a decorator to fix the place up right. She lives over in Georgetown.""Why did you marry her? Did you love her?" Abigail asked quietly."At first, maybe. Marriage seemed the right thing, but as time went on, we realised that it just wasn't working. We wanted different things. We worked on it for 7 years with no luck. So we decided to split with no hard feelings. I still see her once in a while. You might get a chance to meet her."Abigail suddenly felt threatened. "I suppose this is her robe?" she asked defensively."No," Hayden sa
She grabbed it and rubbed it against her opening. She needed it now. She felt it penetrate her lips, and she pushed down. It filled her as her folds gripped it. She put her hands on the moon roof and began raising herself up and down. Hayden grabbed her hips and helped her. He continued to suck on her nipples, twirling his tongue around them.For the next few moments, Abigail existed on a purely sensual level—the feeling commanded every part of the body. Her folds were hot, insistent, and nearly maniacal as she pressed down on his shaft. Her heart thumped wildly, and her breaths came in short gasps. Hayden's hands slid to the curve in her ass, pressing, kneading it. She groaned, "Oh God, Hayden."A bolt of pleasure rocketed through her, her knees buckling. A scream caught in her throat. Wave after wave of pleasure gripped her so intensely that it flirted with pain. "Stop, stop," she demanded, still coming, but Hayden hadn't come yet.He gripped her hips and continued thrusting. Abigai
Abigail sighed as she snuggled into Hayden. She placed her hand over his as it gently held her breast. She didn't want to wake up. She didn't want the dream to end."Are you awake?" Hayden whispered."Mmmm," Abigail nodded. Everything was perfect. If the last three days proved anything, it was that Hayden thought she was beautiful. Her breasts were heavier and her hips were fuller than when they first met, but it didn't seem to matter. As she lay naked next to him, she could feel his gaze."You're beautiful, you know that?" he said as he slowly traced a finger down her belly. "You are so beautiful that I want to eat you for breakfast.""After last night? But I need a shower.""Shh." He quieted her with a kiss. She flinched when his tongue found her ear, deftly moving into each crevice and gently tugging at her lobe. He traced his tongue down her neck, nipping and planting soft kisses, all the way down the curve in her breasts. Abigail moaned softly, raising her arms over her head. He
The inning ended, but Hayden was still steamed. Brianna sat next to him and put her hand on his thigh. "I'm alright, really," and she gave him a kiss on the cheek. But he didn't calm down.The game entered the last inning with Hayden's team safely ahead. No one seemed to remember the earlier problem. But Hayden did. After one was out, the culprit got a single. After reaching first, he yelled down to Hayden. "Hey, dipshit, I'm coming your way.""I'll be ready." Hayden waved back.Brianna walked over to him and said, " Just ignore him, please.""Don't worry about me," Hayden said."What's she telling you? What time is your skirt fitting?"On the next pitch, the ball was hit up the middle. Hayden raced to his left, stabbed the ball, stepped on second, and threw to first. The throw was right on target. Thwack! The runner grabbed his face as the ball bounced straight up in the air. Hayden's throw had struck him right between the eyes and dropped him. The runner was out cold. As the other p
Hayden was feeling pretty good about things. The job interview went well. It seemed that all it was going to take was a formal vote by the board, and the job was his. They said he would know in about two weeks. If he got the job, then it would clear the way for Abigail and him. Abigail could keep her job and the house. Carol wouldn't have to change schools. The new job would mean a pay cut and not be the same as working in DC, but Hayden was willing to make the change.Jessica stood in the kitchen, sipping her wine, still in her bikini. She really needed to change, but she was in no hurry. She came to visit Abigail, upset and confused about her feelings. She was angry at Abigail, but it wasn't really Abigail. It was her and her life. Now she realised that, and in some way, it made her feel better.When Abigail and she were growing up, they did everything together. Being three years older, Jessica took care of her little sister and protected her. They also shared everything. Being older
She increased the speed of her finger, causing Hayden to lift his hips. She looked at his face, knowing it was difficult for him not to come. She flicked her tongue over the tip of his shaft, licking the sweet drops of pre-come she found there. She pursed her lips and sucked Hayden's shaft into her mouth.Hayden was so excited by what was occurring to him that he was unable to think. Barely coherent, he cupped the back of Brianna's wet head. He pressed her head, and she sucked him deeper. He tried to hold back, but between her finger and her mouth, it was becoming impossible. Brianna relaxed her grip on what he was becoming, and he exploded, filling her mouth with his cum.Brianna let his shaft fall from her mouth and smiled. "Now I feel better. Do you?"They towelled her off, and Hayden brought her to the bed. He claimed he didn't want her to hurt herself. There they made love until they fell into an exhausted but satisfied sleep.Early that morning, Hayden was awake and thinking. Br
"Never saw my father so mad after you left. He really went off on Abigail. When Mom tried to step in, he went off on her. He was like a mad man. Everyone thought he get over it but he didn't. It went on all summer. It was abuse, mental abuse. Finally, I think, to save the family, Abigail gave in. Jessie might know more but she has never said anything to me. Her marrying Ranger was a bad deal from the start. It never seemed right. But you know Ranger was an asshole from the get go. I know one thing. I have never in 15 years seen Abigail so happy as she is now. I don't know what you're doing." At that, Joey laughed and said, "But keep doing it.""I plan to," and they both laughed.Abigail and Karen came back just as they finished. "I see you two hit it off," Karen said. "What is so funny?"Joey kissed Karen. "Nothing, babe."Abigail said she wanted to show Hayden something in the house, so they headed that way. They entered and headed up the stairs into her parents' room. Hayden was a l
Carol got right to the point and asked if he was serious about her mom. Hayden replied that he was. Carol said that he better be, as all she cared about was her mom's happiness. She had never seen her mom this alive and this happy, and she didn't want her to get hurt. Hayden explained to Carol that he felt the same way. He then complimented her on her choice of clothing she picked out for her mom for her visit to DC. Carol blushed deep red and then laughed. "It worked, didn't it?""Yes, it did." Hayden laughed too.From where Abigail was standing, she could see them laughing. It was going to be alright. Hayden and Carol talked for about twenty minutes. Hayden asked about school and if she had any future plans. He found out she played softball and was pretty good at it. She knew he played ball from talking to her Uncle Joey. Hayden told her he would love to give her some help if she wanted. When Carol left to go with her cousins, she left Hayden with the impression that their first mee
Our kisses continued. It was as if once we started, we couldn’t stop. I managed to unbutton several of the buttons on Lyca’s dress and, when I slipped my hand inside it, I made a delightful discovery. “You…you aren’t wearing a bra!” I whispered between kisses.“I know, I feel so naughty,” Lyca whispered in reply. Her hand slid up my leg and encountered my swollen organ, which was straining uncomfortably against my slacks. A smile formed on Lyca’s lips “What’s this?” she murmured. She gently moved her hand over it.“Uh!” I moaned softly. I knew we had to be careful because we certainly didn’t want the other passengers waking up and seeing what we were doing. “What...what do you think it is?” Delightful sensations were sweeping through me as a result of her gentle caresses and kisses.Lyca kept stroking me, making me even harder. At the same time, I was caressing her breasts and nipples, which had grown erect. I could feel her shudder when I flicked my thumb over one of them. I slipped m
It was a while before either of us had enough strength to move. Finally, Lyca put her arms around me and laid her head on my shoulder. “You are incredible!” she murmured. “I...I can’t get enough of you. The minute you touch me I want you!”“I feel the same way about you,” I told her.She looked at me and smiled. “You know, we should really get out of the shower before we wind up looking like a couple of pink prunes,” she giggled.We finished washing, then got out and playfully toweled each other dry. While Lyca finished doing what she needed to do in the bathroom, I went back to her bedroom and got dressed.Wearing the purple robe, Lyca walked into the bedroom a few minutes later. “After I get dressed, I’m going to call the travel agent,” she said.“All right,” I said. “I love you.”She smiled at me and said, “I love you, too.” Then she walked across the room and hugged me fiercely. “I didn’t ever think I’d say that to anyone,” she said softly. “You can’t imagine how wonderful it feel
We got up. Lyca began clearing the table while I rinsed off the dishes and put them in the dishwasher. After I put the last of the dishes in the machine I dried my hands on a dish towel, walked over to the table, which Lyca had just finished wiping. I put my arms around her, and kissed her. She returned the kiss avidly.After the kiss ended, I cupped Lyca’s delectable bottom in my hands and pulled her middle against mine. Then I turned her around, backed her to the kitchen table, lifted her up and sat her on it.“What on earth do you think you’re doing?” Lyca asked.My lips again covered hers and I untied the belt that held her robe closed. My hands slid inside the robe, onto her soft, warm skin, and I cupped her breasts and my thumbs tweaked her nipples to full, tingling erection.My penis grew erect and tented the front of my slacks as I worked on Lyca’s glorious breasts. I spread Lyca’s robe even farther apart, moved between her bare, silken legs, cupped her buttocks, and pressed a
Lyca rolled over and was kissing me, hugging me, and babbling excitedly. "I love you! Oh, God, I love you!" she gushed. "That was fantastic! I never knew making love could feel that wonderful! God! I love you! I love you!""I love you, too," I told her, returning her kisses. "What just happened was the best it's ever been for me."Lyca gazed down at me, her eyes wide and filled with adoration. "Was it really?" she asked, looking surprised. "Not even with your wife?""It never came close to that with Natalie," I told her. "I never knew making love could be that wonderful." I kissed her again."I'm glad you came back into my life," she whispered. "You can't imagine how glad." Her hands were traveling over me and her face took on a serious expression when she touched the bandage on my shoulder. "How is your shoulder?" she asked."It's getting better all the time," I replied."It terrifies me to think you could have been killed," she said as her hands continued moving over me."It kinda s
My emotions were in turmoil. From dreading what she was going to say I'd gone to a state of near-euphoria. "I...love you, too," I stammered. I took another sip of my coffee, another deep breath, then said, "I'm in love with you."Lyca gazed at me, her expression unreadable. My heart thudded like a jackhammer. What was her response going to be?She squeezed my arm, smiled, and said, "I'm in love with you, too. I knew it the minute you walked back into my life the other day."I couldn't breathe. Lyca had just told me she was in love with me! I couldn't believe it! My fondest dream had become reality!Then, for some reason, things seemed to get strained between us. For some reason, having admitted our love for each other left us not knowing what to do or say next. We at there on the sofa, looking at each other.It was clear to me nothing was going to happen unless one of us did something, so I slid closer to Lyca. She kept staring at me.When I put my arm around her shoulder, she sighed
“No, and I’m not sure I want to again,” I replied. “I’ve never seen anyone as wild as Gleason was.” My ribs still hurt like mad. I winced when I opened the door of my car.Harkins shook his head. “You ought to get those ribs looked at,” he said. “He coulda broke one, kicking you like that.”“Probably did,” I said. “Maybe I will stop at the hospital and have them checked.”“You take care,” he said. “I’m not sure I’d have done it the way you did, but you got two prime assholes out of our hair this week. I’d say that’s enough for anyone. Take it easy for a while, OK?”“You have my word on it, Lieutenant,” I said.The doctor in the emergency room told me my ribs were seriously bruised, but not broken. “Take it easy for a while and you’ll be just fine,” he said. “And I’d stay away from strenuous exercise for a week or so.”“Doc, I plan to sleep for a week or so,” I told him.I left the hospital and drove home. I wanted to see Lyca, but I needed rest, too, and she probably could stand some
I dropped the binoculars, stood up and, standing in the combat position, aimed my pistol at him. He fired another shot. Before he could work the bolt action on his rifle, I yelled, “Freeze, Gleason! Drop the gun!”He stiffened, turned, and continued working the action on the rifle. I fired at him, aiming for the middle of his body. The rifle flew out of his hands and he went over backward.Moving carefully, I approached him, holding my gun on him. I was pretty sure I’d hit him. I seldom miss what I’m shooting at. He laid there on his back, very still, with his eyes closed. I peered at him, trying to see where the wound was. I couldn’t, so I stepped closer. Too close.Gleason suddenly came to life. His leg came up quickly, too quickly for me to avoid it, and he kicked the gun out of my hand. The next thing I knew, roaring like a wild man, he was on me, his weight carrying me back, taking me off my feet. When we hit the ground, the wind was knocked out of me and, before I could get to m
“Noticed that he checked the brakes,” Moose said. “You’d think he’d trust a couple of trustworthy-looking guys like us.”I handed Moose a hundred dollars.“What’s this?” he asked.“A bonus for doing a good job today,” I said.“What do you think he’s going to do when he hears that tape you put in the car?” Moose asked.The only thing I did to Gleason’s car was put a tape I made up in the tape deck. It was set to run quietly for a while before the message kicked in, so he’d be well away from the building before he heard it. The message said, “We could have gotten you again today, but we didn’t. This is your last warning. Leave Mrs. Wilkins alone or we’ll get serious. We’ve already proved we can get to you any time we want. By the way, have you gotten your place cleaned up yet?”“I hope he cans this shit he’s been pulling on our client, but I don’t think he will,” I said.“So that shit you planned for tonight is still on?” Moose asked as he wheeled the van through traffic.I nodded. “I t
“You want me to call the police, Mr. Gleason?” the security guard asked.Gleason looked at the guard, then at me. I tried to look impatient. Moose shuffled around, looking as if he wanted to go, too.“They’re not going to find anything, any more than they did yesterday, the incompetent fools,” Gleason said finally. He looked at the car, then at me. “You sure you can have it done and back here by three?” he asked.“No problem, Mr. Gleason,” I said. “Me and Moose, we’ll do the job ourselfs, won’t we, Moose. We’ll tell the boss it’s one ‘a them priority jobs, right?”“Yeah, we’ll do that,” Moose said.Gleason looked at the security guard. “File a report on this with the police, but tell them I sent the car to be repaired and they don’t have to come over,” he said. He turned to me. “Go ahead and fix it. If I have the damn lease company fix it, they’ll just charge me extra and they probably wouldn’t get it fixed today.”“Where do you want me to bring it at, what, three?” I asked.“Be out f