The problem isn’t just that they were business partners, but that Grant is Charlie's godfather. It has been next to impossible to include him in our life since they had the fight that eventually dissolved the business partnership.
Marcus is a good entertainment lawyer but Grant is a damned good talent manager and it has always bothered Marcus that he got more of the credit.
Their undoing was derived from an argument that was literally over one of the talents they represented. He thanked Grant for everything he had done for him in his acceptance speech at the Grammys but never mentioned Marcus.
So naturally, Marcus was livid and accused Grant of coaching the talent on who to thank and what to say. Naturally, the bad blood that had formed between them necessitated Grant moving his portion of the business to his house in the Colony in Malibu.
There was no way they would have been able to separate the business without an embattlement that would have pro
Early Saturday morning I wake up to the sun shining in my room, illuminating it like I am floating on the wing of an airplane above the clouds. I lie staring at the ceiling while the birds chirp and the sounds of the ocean off in the distance beckon to me.My moment of happiness is cut short with the sound of Charlie coughing and wheezing. I hear it all the way in my room which alarms me. Springing out of bed I tie my silk robe around me as I hurry down the hall. He's still coughing and sputtering as I come through the door, his face is purple and blue.Rushing to his bedside table, I grab his inhaler and bring it to him as he is hunched on the floor with the small robot Grant gave him happily charging ahead on the floor beside him.Charlie, use your inhaler honey.” I insist.Taking it from me, he nods and takes a deep breath using the inhaler followed by two more stabilizing breaths. He is still coughing, but the color in his face is now pink from
On the way to the club, Charlie sings his favorite Carrie Underwood songs and chatters away happily while looking out the window, watching the world pass by in a blur. I watch the rearview mirror as Grant follows us in his sleek convertible.I giggle as we drive by crowds where people peer into the car assessing whether he is someone famous or just another Hollywood Mogul. In truth, I guess he is famous and a mogul of sorts. But if you suggested that to him, he would deny every bit of it.He loves his job and doesn’t see himself as anything other than an Irish import who has done well with grasping the American dream. For that, I certainly cannot disagree. His way of being humble to a fault has always been a trait that I admired in Grant, I often wished that he could impart a little bit of that humility onto Marcus.My soon to be former husband was and still is certainly full of himself. I often overlooked that flaw because, in the past, his good poi
Our attraction for one another has always existed but never explored until now.Nearly divorced, my desire for this man is no longer undeniable. I wrap my arms around his neck as he trails hot kisses down my neck toward my collar bone. Throwing my head back, he reaches his hands down grabbing my ass and pulling me close to him. So close that I feel his arousal against me, which sends tingles of pleasure rushing to my core.Having worked his way back up to my ear nibbling and tugging at my lobe, he rasps, “I want you, Laney, can I have you?”“Yes.” I breathe.”I waste no time in helping him out of his shirt exposing a sculpted physique with generous pecks and abs that he's clearly worked very hard to maintain. I refrain from gasping as he drops his pants revealing tight-fitting aqua blue low-rise trunks. His arousal is generous and ready for me.Tugging at my zipper, he peels my dress down to expose my black strapless b
“In that case, I'm afraid we are going to have an issue.” He waves his hand in the air, and a server instantly comes to our table. “Bring me a glass of scotch, no ice cubes.” He starts to look at me with scorn but then says to the back of the retreating server, “Make it a double.”His eyes nothing more than slits, for once, I am seeing this man for who he really is: a pompous, self-righteous...ass!“Now then, where were we? Oh yes, no way are you taking my son anywhere near that traitor and that is final!”“Then I guess we are at an impasse aren’t we Marcus? Because I have no intention of signing the divorce papers until I get what I want. Need I remind you that I can haul your ass in court and drag this out for years if I so choose? Oh and don’t forget that you get to foot the bill for that as well.” I hiss through clenched teeth.Suddenly he points his finger at me which is no more
“Well for one, if she was telling me the truth and she is due the end of July that would coincide with the trip we took to Cancun. When I left the clinic, I felt like I had more questions than answers so I called her two days later. That was when she told me about her due date. I quickly did the math and as soon as I called her out on it, she hung up on me and hasn’t taken my calls since. So you tell me. Wouldn’t you think if she were a woman who knew definitively who the father was, she wouldn’t have any problem telling me where to stick my theory?”I pause for a moment to process this new revelation.“That sure changes things a lot if it's true that she is pregnant with your baby. Do you realize that they have been cheating on us since before Marcus's birthday! It honestly could be his baby.” I sigh, realizing just how much of a mess this situation is turning into, “What do you plan to do?”“Actually
“Let me get this straight, he carried a torch for you for all these years?”I nod feeling smug knowing that had Marcus been aware; it would have added fuel to the blaze. Their feud would have burned out of control had any of us know what was looming in the future.Now it hardly matters. I am beginning to buy into Grant's idea that fate had to be allowed to take the steering wheel and that we were always meant to be together, and that life had taken us on a detour first.“Hmm. So, all those women he reportedly was seeing were just distractions until you were freed from the shackles of being married to Marcus?” She teases.“I guess that's one way of looking at it but I prefer not to dwell on the number of women he dated in the interim. Had it not been for the events that took place over the last year, I would never have found out.”“Right, but you'd also still be married to Marcus and never the wiser. I just
Friday night rolls around before I know it and I'm in the middle of my dressing room with clothes thrown about. I cannot figure out what to wear tonight to see my previous in-laws. I always worked hard at fitting the image that they expected of me as their daughter-in-law. While my relationship with them has changed, their expectations are no doubt not altered in any way.She was going on and on about what a disappointment Amelia is for their son's new wife. I relish in the thought that she is going to find resistance instead of acceptance. It serves her right.I finally settle on a pair of white slim-fitting slacks paired with a blush pink and white floral printed silk blouse. With that, I put on a single strand of pearls that my ex-mother-in-law gave me on my first Mother's Day and a pair of tan sling-back peep-toe pumps. I know I look incredibly conservative
“Owwww!!” He hollers and screams out as he drops to the floor curling instantly into the fetal position. I take it as my chance to jump out of his grasp. Unfortunately, my phone is nowhere to be seen.It must have dropped again. I frantically search for the phone while he calls me 'bitch' over and over again. I tune him out while I continue to search for my phone knowing full well I only have moments until the pain subsides and he may come after me again with full force.Finally, I locate my phone under the sofa. In the scuffle, it must have slid over here. Quickly reaching it and picked it out with my small hand. I run into the foyer by the front door as I get ready to dial emergency.“Wait, Laney! Hold on, please, I'm sorry!!” He pleads from the kitchen archway.My finger hovering over the send button, I debate on what to do. I kno
"Keep fucking me like this and I might never leave,” Polly said as Dean thrust into her harder and harder from behind. “I never want you to leave, baby,” Dean said as he pulled her hair to thrust deeper into her. Polly was starting to get worried that Richard might be home anytime soon. She wanted to be home by then. Dean continued his thrusts as Polly’s excitement built up. Richard could never fuck her like this, he never made her come. Her pressure kept building up with his thrusts and her moans grew louder. He used his other hand to caress her boobs that were dangling downwards and pinched her nipples making her scream. “Fuck me harder!” She screamed, “come inside me!” Dean’s pace increased wildly and the sound of his balls slapping on her cunt was echoing in the room. She broke apart; her pussy walls closed in around his dick and her fluids coated it. He came right after her, his load shooting inside her and mixing with her fluids that coated his dick. She collapsed on th
Adam has been alone for as long as he could remember. He didn’t have any friends. He was a loner his whole life. In school, kids bullied him, either for his looks or for his nerdiness. He had always been good in studies, a straight-A student. Maybe that’s why he had no friends, and he always felt so alone. His parents were usually out of town on business and weren’t there to listen to him or accompany him. Sometimes he would even contemplate suicide but would always chicken out at the end. He was in college now and things were still the same. He tried to control his emotions everywhere but then would cry himself to sleep. He needed someone to share his feelings with. Maybe a therapist. He had sexual needs too just like every other guy his age. He knew he could get his sexual needs fulfilled at any prostitute's house, but the feeling of love wouldn’t be there. It would all just be meaningless. But it would at least be another human’s touch, his inner voice told him. Feeling despe
Reynold was standing there with his hand grabbing Kyle’s collar, seething. “That’s not fair, dude. I told you I found this girl hot, and you stabbed me in the back?” Did he find me hot? I would be blushing if I wasn’t so invested in their fight right now. “You both don’t have to fight. You can both have me,” I said, and their heads whipped toward me. “What?” They both said in unison. “Isn’t sharing caring?” I said in a sweet and innocent voice with the biggest doe eyes I could make. I wasn’t sure if this was going to work but I decided to take the risk. They both just stared at me for a whole minute, and it was the most awkward minute I had ever experienced. “What are you suggesting?” Reynold said with narrowed eyes, and I got more nervous. “A threesome,” I mumbled very quietly. It was complete silence for a minute or two, so I looked up to check if they were still there. They were. They kept staring at me and then started guffawing. I stared at them as they continued
The hardest thing about moving to a new town is the new school. I never wanted to leave my old school, but my dad got transferred here, and I had to leave all my friends behind. It was hard making friends in the first place for me as I was such an outcast. People found me weird for reasons I didn’t understand. This school wouldn’t be any different. We shifted easily, sending our stuff first through a friend of my dad, then we came two days later so most of our stuff was already unpacked. We arrived late at night. We had dinner and then mom asked us to go to bed since our first day of school started in the morning. I was nervous in the morning when I woke up, wondering what rumors the kids would spread about me in this school. I got ready in plain jeans and a T-shirt. Nothing too revealing. I said bye to mom, then got in the car with my dad and brother. The building of the school was just like any other. Plain brown. I got out and started walking in towards the receptionist’s des
"Out!" I shouted, pointing to the door. She grumbled, but left the room, I reached out to shut the door behind her and fell to my side. Defeated, I grabbed the water on my nightstand, and chugged it, then turned back to my husband with a smile, "My turn" I told him.I kissed him down his tummy, and he grabbed my thigh and flipped me around, so he could keep licking and finger fucking my pussy. I swallowed his cock, like the good little wife he loves, and kept it down my throat, letting myself slobber all over it. Then I sucked it all off, and massaged the base of his cock with my hand, while bobbing on the head of it, quickly. He moaned, and the vibration made my pussy clench in desire. I shoved his cock down my throat once more, and gagged all over it, when I lifted my head again it was drenched.I pulled away from his grip, and sat down on his throbbing dick, facing away from him. He loved to watch my ass as I rode him, and he thrust into me so hard. Then sat up to grab my tits, and
My husband is a sweet man, a good man, we've been together for 5 years, we have 2 children, and our first came very quickly into the relationship, needless to say, right from day one, we didn't get a lot of alone time.To top off covid mania, sleepless nights with crying children, and busy schedules, my husband also works shift work, two weeks away at a time, and when he's home, he runs a full-time business. Last year, everything culminated after our son was born, at the height of the first lockdowns, where we live, and our relationship grew tense.It's been a long year of ups and downs, but mostly, a long year of learning that if we want our relationship to survive, and thrive, we needed to seek outside help. Therefore, we got a therapist, and one of the issues I mentioned in our short bio to her, was that we needed help in the bedroom.In the last two years, there hasn't been much more than once or twice, where my husband and I actually took our time to enjoy each other physically,
"Maybe you need someone older and experienced, you seem like the type of girl that needs a lot of attention and affection", I said jokinglyThen she moved her hips as she was sitting on me. There was no doubt that she could feel my hard cock."Maybe you need to show me how I need to be treated", she said in a sensual voice.The next thing I noticed, she got up and pulls my shorts down. She got on her knees and started licking my shaft slowly. I swear this felt like a scene in a porn video but I had this sexy young girl pleasuring me. For some reason, she was doing a lot better than last time."Have you been practicing with your boyfriend?" I said between my heavy breathing"Maybe, but I was also looking up videos so I can be better for you"Not sure if she felt it, but when she said that, my cock got harder and twitched."Sit back on my lap," I saidShe got up and I had her sit in a position that my dick would go in if she wasn't wearing her shorts. I started to rub my hands throughou
Right away, I put my mouth over her panties. The thought of her panties in my mouth was a turn and I finally pulled them aside and saw her pussy. she had some hair on it but looked trimmed. Without hesitation, I dove into her pussy. With a mouth full, I massaged her labia and played with her clit and then pressed my tongue inside her pussy to get a better taste.She moaned loudly, "This is the first time anyone has ever eaten me out!"She definitely tasted different compared to my GF. Maria's pussy had a sweetness to it that had me wanting more and more.I kept eating her out for a couple of minutes until she finally orgasmed. She was trembling after I was done, I sat up and she was thrusting her hips while rubbing her pussy. She had this embarrassed look on her face but it was obvious that she was taken over by her horniness. She said that her orgasm felt different compared to when she played with herself. I finally pulled my dick out and I started jerking it. I really wanted to fuck
The next several days, things at home were calm, I had a week break in between spring and summer classes. I am not sure if it was in my head but Maria was acting nicer than usual. She would fix me coffee in the morning and always ask if I need anything.She would sit on the same couch I am on when we were watching tv. I actually noticed that she stopped wearing bras around me. I am not sure, but my GF didn't have a problem with it. Just to note, she would only be this nice or close to me when my GF was not around. But one evening, my GF went out to visit her mom. I was going to go out too but my friends were busy.That evening, things were normal, Maria was in the living room watching television, and I was in my office on Reddit. My door was open and I had a clear view of the living room I got to have a good look at Maria laying on the couch.She was wearing grey yoga leggings, and a cropped shirt that made her tits look very perky. The things I was looking at on Reddit didn't help (t