She leaned forward and squeezed his shaft between her breasts. She moved back and forth. "Do you like this?" she purred. She did. As she moved, her nipples rubbed on his skin. They became hard and erect as they became excited. Abigail felt like her whole body was excited. She tingled from head to toe. She thought she would be just praising Hayden, but she was enjoying it too. Maybe it was the control.The pre-cum was leaking in a stream from Hayden, making it easier for his shaft to slide between her breasts. She took her hand and grasped it hard as she sat back up. "Do you want to come, baby?""Oh yes," Hayden pleaded.Instead of helping him, Abigail let go. Again, she moved so her folds were over his shaft. She spread her lips and slid up the length. They were warm and moist and added more pleasure to Hayden's agony.Abigail flashed a wicked smile. "You need to come, don't you?""Yes, please, yes." Hayden would do anything for release."Not yet. Just a little longer."Abigail was en
In the middle of the night, Abigail awoke to see Hayden standing at the window, looking at the neighbours and the lights in the distance. She went to the window and kissed him. Hayden kissed her, then turned her around, bending her against the window frame. She braced herself on either side as he rubbed her asshole with oil. It felt cold compared to the heat of his shaft. Before her neighbours, he eased into her ass. In and out, until she cried out, "Hayden, fuck me. Fuck my ass!"They went back to the bed and cleansed each other with soft, soapy cloths and kisses until they slept again.As the sun rose, she felt his tongue on her, licking and nibbling, and she moved herself until she was on top of him, his shaft against her lips. From there, she traced the soft side of his underbelly and reached the flatness between his asshole and his balls. She took his balls into her mouth and sucked and pulled until his breath heightened. She glided her tongue along the vein on his shaft until he
He was taken aback by the way she responded. He wanted a reaction. OK, so she wants it that way. We'll see. He reached inside his suit jacket and took out a folded piece of paper. "I understand you're back with that Dawn guy. I don't understand what the attraction is. Any way, he might want to see this. I think Carol might be interested too." He slid the paper across to Abigail.Abigail picked it up and unfolded it. She tried not to let him see her hands tremble. It was a doctor's report dated about 13 years ago. She could make out Ranger's and Carol's names and say something about paternity. All her fears and hopes were in this paper. "So what's this about?"Ranger reached across the table and violently tore the paper from her hands. "God, you are a stupid bitch. Why I ever married you is beyond me. I didn't need your dad's help or yours." He shook his head. "It means that little bastard isn't mine. It belongs to that fucker Dawn. You fucked him before we got married, and he knocked
Carol sat back down. "Well, I overheard Ranger and some guys at the last picnic he was invited to. It was just before the divorce. And I heard them saying that the Morris girls, you and Aunt Jessica, really slept around. I asked Aunt Jessica later and told me to wait till I'm older. Well."Abigail sat back and thought. It has gone this far, so she might as well finish it. Slowly, she said, "Carol, I have only slept with two men in my life." Carol looked surprised. "One was my husband and the other the man I love. That man is Hayden. Hayden Dawn is your father.""Wow!" Carol exclaimed as she sat back in the chair. "Does he know?""No, he doesn't.""When should we let him know?""The next time, I mean, we see him. We're not telling him by phone.""How do you think he'll take it?" Carol asked. There was an air of concern in her question."I don't know. I truly don't know." Deep down, Abigail hoped as well as Carol.Hayden leaned back in his chair and grasped his hands behind his head. Th
"Damn," thought Hayden. "She can make me think of sex just by eating her ice cream.""Brianna, we have been going out for some time, and I really enjoy your company, but I haven't been entirely truthful with you," Hayden began."How so?" Brianna asked as she nibbled at the ice cream.Hayden got right to the point: "I'm going to ask Abigail to marry me."She looked at the floor. "Oh," was all she said, but the look on her face said more. She was hurt. Hayden had to fight back the urge to go to her and put his arm around her."Look," Hayden said. "I don't mean to hurt you, but I have to admit I love Abigail, and I want to spend the rest of my life with her.""Oh, I see."What Hayden noticed was that she shifted in her seat, and she had opened her legs, giving him a nice view of her red panties. No matter how much he tried not to think about it, he was becoming aroused. He knew she was doing it on purpose."So there is no chance for us?" she asked as she widened her legs. She was telling
Carol's team lost the second game, but Carol got three hits, most on the team. Her coach congratulated her. After the game, she ran to Hayden and gave him a big hug. "Thank you!" she said.During the ride home, Carol couldn't stop talking; she was so excited. She was still talking as they stopped the car on the way. She hopped out and ran to the house."Man, is she excited?" Hayden said, turning to Abigail.He was caught by surprise as Abigail kissed him. "Not as excited as I am," she whispered. She kissed him again. "Now, why did you really come?""Look, there is something important that I would like to talk to you about, and here in the car is not the place," Hayden said seriously. "I would like to take you out for a nice supper and talk there. Ok?"Abigail nodded. She was a little concerned about what he wanted to talk about. Did Ranger have copies of those papers? Did he send them to Hayden? She could feel a knot building in her stomach.She agonised over what to wear. The little
Carol looked at her mother. Tears were streaming down her cheeks. "Mom?" she asked with a confused look.Abigail took her hand. "Don't worry. It will be fine. He just needs a little time. Things will work out," she said reassuringly. But inside, behind the calm look, Abigail wasn't so sure. At least he was still here and didn't walk out.Abigail woke up with a start. "What time was it?" she asked herself. Rolling over, she saw the clock, which read 1:15. She hadn't been asleep long. She rolled on her back. "What was she going to do? How could she see fix this?" She got up, threw on a robe, and went down stairs to the kitchen. She stopped and looked out on the deck. Against all odds, Hayden was still there. He had moved from one of the chairs to the lounge. Abigail wondered if he was asleep. At least he is still here. That was a good sign. She waited and then watched him sit up. She decided to make some tea and bring it out to him. Sort of a peace offering. She didn't know exactly what
Hayden decided that they should go out to dinner again. Same place, same time. Act as if last night didn't happen. Carol had already made plans to sleep over a friend's, so she wasn't going to be home. Abigail took her aside before she left."Hayden is going to ask me to marry him tonight, honey," Abigail said. "You're part of this, so I'm telling you I'm going to say yes. Is that ok with you?""What a silly question, Mom," Carol replied. "If you don't, then I will!" Both laughed.As Carol left, Hayden stopped her. "Carol, does your mom have the phone number of where you're staying?"Carol turned and looked at her mother."Go ahead. It's ok."Carol kissed her mom. "Bye, Dad."Abigail looked at Hayden. "What? Did I do something wrong?" he asked."We'll talk later. Now I have to get dressed if we're going to get there on time."The dinner was great. They sat in the same spot. The waiter gave them a quizzical look but didn't ask any questions. At least they ordered something different. B
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