Blake drove home, as he got out of the truck and locked it, he pulled out his phone.
Melissa - Hi Blake, I had an amazing time today, thank you, my parents address is32245 West Park AveSee you tomorrow about 10 am M xA smile instantly came to Blake’s face as he read the message. Melissa had trusted him, trusted him with her parents address, that was something massive.Putting his key in the lock, he could hear Brock moving around inside.Blake loved Brock and there were times he was glad they lived together, he just wished right now that they lived apart. He’d love to bring Melissa back to his place and make her call his name all night long.Pulling up the name of his bar, Blake put the phone to his ear as he opened the front door to the apartment.“Hey Craig, it’s Blake. Listen I know you guys got the bonus from the IBA, I’m giving you all a bonus if you’ll shut the bar tomorrow for me. Thanks dude.”Ending the call Blake pocketed the phone.He found Brock sitting at his laptop, looking at pictures, a flyer next to him. Picking up the flyer, reading it aloud “Featherlite, we help support new business ideas.” Snatching the flyer out of Blake’s hand Brock raised an eyebrow, “You’ve not been working?” His voice hoarse.“Nah man, I’ve been on a date with the most amazing woman.” Blake had now moved to infront of Brock, as Blake couldn’t see what was on the screen of the laptop, Brock pulled up a picture of Melissa, standing on stage at the IBA, her auburn hair glowing under the stage lights, her red dress making her look angelic but devilish, the curve of her breast, her long legs peeking out from the slit in her dress. God Brock was hard. It took him a few seconds to realise Blake was telling him about his date.Smiling, Blake said “Well that’s it. Goodnight Bro.” And within three steps had shut the door to his bedroom.MELISSAS PARENTS HOUSEPulling the heavy bag up to the house, Melissa unlocked the door, with the spare keys her parents gave her.Walking into the hallway it was beautiful decorated with warm colours of orange and gold. In most places it would look tacky, but in her parents place it looked the best.Going up the stairs with the heavy bag, Melissa found her room. Opening the door, she put the bag on the floor and switched on the light.The room was perfect. It had cream walls, a four poster bed and an en suite bathroom, a walk in wardrobe and a balcony that overlooked the swimming pool and patio area.Putting the bag on the bed Melissa set about putting her stuff away. Once everything was sorted she went back downstairs to let the dogs in from the run they were in.Melissa’s family had three dogs a German Shepherd called Storm daft as a brush but an excellent guard dog and he loved his humans. An all black Belgian malinois called Ebony who liked to think she was top dog. And finally the boss that was a St Bernard called Sully short for Sullivan, he was old now at nearly 10 and he had been Melissa’s best friend. All three dogs had ran over to her, knocking Melissa to the floor and giving her licks all over.After giving them something to eat, Melissa grabbed the good bourbon that she knew her dad hid in his office and sat on the couch with the dogs. Flicking on Netflix, her phone rang, picking it up Sully growled. He hated phone calls, it meant less scratches behind his ears, shushing him Melissa picked it up.“Mel, it’s Dad, are you okay? Listen there’s a bottle of bourbon in my office by all means finish it. Help yourself to anything. We love you. Grandpa Bill says hi.”Melissa smiled “Hey dad, ok I will and tell Grandpa Bill I said hello and he better get well soon. Or he’ll have me to deal with.” Laughing down the phone Shane said “Ok sweetie, we love you.” Melissa heard “I don’t.” From Ryan.Melissa said “Tell Ryan I don’t love him either. Bye dad.” And hung up the phone.Flicking through movies Melissa decided to put on her favourite anti hero Deadpool.Warm and comfortable, Melissa quickly got into the movie and before she knew it her eyelids were closing and she was fast asleep.A ringing phone woke Melissa, looking at the phone she could see it was gone midnight.“Yeah?” Melissa said her voice heavy from sleep.“Did you get my message?” Sam asked“No sorry Sam.” Melissa said as she moved the heavy dogs from on top of her. “I booked in an appointment for tomorrow, at 9:00 I was waiting for a response. Sorry boss.” Sam said guiltily.“Honestly it’s nothing for you to apologise for. Ok. I will have the meeting at my parents place. I won’t have time tomorrow as I am busy after that. Goodnight Sam.” Melissa explained before hanging up.Getting her personal mobile, she called Blake. “Hey Blake, it’s me. Sorry for calling you so late.” Feeling guilty at ringing at that time of night, she could hear in his voice she’d woken him up.“Is everything okay?” Blake asked slightly confused.“Yeah. I have a meeting tomorrow, my secretary reminded me and I completely forgot. The thing is I don’t know how long it will take. So can we meet at 11:00 instead of 10:00. I should be done by then.” Melissa said silently praying“Of course baby. Don’t worry. I don’t mind meeting later. Maybe we could have some dinner together too.” Blake suggested to make her feel comfortable.Smiling down the phone Melissa sighed “Ok see you tomorrow.”Putting the phone down, Melissa locked up and went to bed followed by her entourage of four legged friends. Not before setting an alarms clock for 7:00THE NEXT MORNINGMelissa got out of bed as the shrill alarm beeped, hitting the button. She got up.The oversized mans shirt she was wearing fell just below her bottom. Walking down the stairs she went and opened the french doors and let the dogs out. Shutting but not locking the door, because the dogs could open the door to let themselves in, Melissa put some food into their bowls, filled the other bowls with water, put them on the floor, Melissa grabbed her mobile calling up “Becky’s bakery.” The voice answered.“Hi yeah, can I get a selection of pastries, delivered please?”“Yes the breakfast box is good. Would you like to know what that contains?” The disembodied asked politely“No that’s okay thank you. Could you charge it to the Hartford account please, would you be able to get it here before 9am? It’s to the residential address you have on the account.” Melissa loved Becky’s bakery, their food is always made fresh and delicious. And Melissa also knew that Ryan
Blake looked from Melissa to Brock, a smile formed on his face. “So this was your business meeting.”He let the statement hang in the air. Melissa spoke “I didn’t know it was your brother who I would be seeing, I was tired when my secretary phoned me and I didn’t look at the name properly, can you imagine what I thought when I saw your twin Brock standing there.” Both Brock and Blake smiled. Brock told Blake “What are you doing here Blake?” Brock had his suspicions about why Blake was there with two bottles of red wine, Brock saw the label and knew that Blake reserved this wine for the VIP area of his bar, and cost $200 a bottle. But he had to hear Blake say the words.Blake opened his mouth and said “Melissa and I are dating.” Melissa’s mouth dropped as Blake admitted it. They’d never made it clear, and Melissa had began to wonder herself, Blake saying that made it clear and it kind of stung a little, which was confusing but honest. Brock turned towards Melissa “I-I look forw
Climbing onto the bed next to her, Blake lay and opened his arms, getting up Melissa grabbed the remote and the wine, when all of a sudden the door to the bedroom opened. In walked Sully, and Storm, Ebony was nowhere to be seen. Sully climbed up onto the big bed, lying horizontally across the bottom, letting out a small “oof” he fell asleep, Storm however wanted to sleep with his humans, jumping onto the bed next to a cuddling Melissa and Blake, he put his paws and head on her thigh, Melissa and Blake decided what movie to watch “Die Hard” came the response from Melissa, Blake looked at her shocked.Shrugging she said “What? I like all sorts of movies.” And put Die Hard on. As they were watching Bruce Willis in probably his greatest role ever according to Blake, Storm slowly crept further over Melissa so his front half was lying on Blake and his back half on Melissa, Storm then proceeded to turn over, lying on his back, all four feet in the air, tongue hanging out the side of his
Blake leaned over and kissed Melissa, it started out as a simple chaste kiss, but quickly grew into a battle of dominance.Stopping for a bit Blake stands up and opens the bedroom door “Storm, Sully out.” Both dogs just look at him never moving. Exasperated Blake runs a hand through his hair, laughing quietly Melissa said in a firm voice but never moving off the bed “Sully, Storm out.” The two dogs got up, giving one last puppy dog eyed look to Melissa they walked straight out of the room, Blake closes the door behind them.Stalking back to the bed, Blake, cups Melissa’s face and kisses her again, deeply, the sort of kiss that makes you loose your breath, pulling away slightly, Melissa’s face was flushed pink. “Blake I....” she said “I’m...” Blake put his hand on top of hers, “Breathe, take your time.” He said gently.“I’ve never had sex before.” Melissa blurted out, clearly embarrassed that she had got to the age of 25 without ever having sex.Blake face became gentle “
Waking later Melissa looked over at the clock and saw it was 1:30 am, Blake was snoring slightly, his arm draped possessively across her waist, turning slightly, Blake’s arm tightened to stop her leaving.As his bicep relaxed she wriggled out from under his arm, she nipped to the en-suite, splashing water on her face, she looked in the mirror, expecting to see someone different staring back at her. She didn’t. She still looked the same albeit with with messed up hair.As she reentered the bedroom, Blake was sitting up against the headboard and spoke “I woke up and you were gone.” He pouted slightly Melissa saw this thinking how adorable he looked in the moonlight. And moved towards him, “Oh Blake, I needed the bathroom.”Blake looked at he mischievously “Well I’m sad now. I need you to make it up to me.” He said with a twinkle in his eye.Melissa kissed him, he was taken by surprise but only for a second as he kissed her back. He hadn’t expected her to be so forthcoming.
Melissa opened her eyes and looked at the clock the red numbers flashed 6:00. Melissa felt something nudging into her lower back. Turning over she saw it was Blake’s cock. At the same time as she turned over his eyes were open.“Good morning beautiful.” Blake said as he propped his head up on his hand. Leaning in for a little kiss, Melissa blinked away the last bit of sleep from her eyes.“Good Morning, handsome.” Melissa said in response. Lifting her head in to kiss him.“Were you watching me sleep?” Melissa asked.“What can I say, you look beautiful when you’re sleeping.” Blake murmured into the curve of her neck.Giving her a long lazy kiss, Melissa returned it. “Are you okay? Not too sore?” He asked worried that his length and girth had hurt her.Melissa was touched at the concern, “No I’m okay.”Blake had a mischievous look on his face “Come with me.” He said getting off the bed and pulling Melissa up by the hand. Following him to the en-suite Melissa reali
Grabbing his phone his expression turns black.“Yeah. This is he. Ok. Ok. Give me about an hour. Call the plumber. Tell them I’ll be there at 8:00. Ok. Bye.” Running his hand through his wet hair, Blake threw the phone on the bed, “Shit. I have to go deal with an emergency at work. The fire department have been called to find my bar flooded from a broken water pipe. I wanted to spend all day in bed.” Blake said sadness in his voice.“It’s okay Blake you have to go deal with it. Melissa said as Blake gathered up his clothes, pulling them on.Blake couldn’t understand what was wrong with him, usually he had one date, slept with the girl then left. He NEVER stayed overnight, he NEVER wanted to spend all day having lazy sex in bed like he did right now, this wasn’t what HE did, this was what Brock did.Pulling on his shirt and jeans, he looked at Melissa drying her hair, “Listen baby, I’m sorry.” As he pulled on his shoes, the brown leather shining, he walked over and droppe
The morning passed by quickly, before Melissa knew it Sam had returned from the dentists and it was nearly lunchtime.Melissa reminded herself to increase Sam’s salary because his system for dealing with the work Melissa gave him was flawless.A knock came at the door “Come in.” Melissa replied.“Hi Melissa, a Mr Brock Milligan is here to see you.” Sam said cheerfully.“Thank you Sam, oh after I’ve had my meeting with Mr Milligan, I would like to have a chat with you.” Melissa said quite nicely, but then added “Don’t worry you’ve done nothing wrong.” After seeing the look of horror on the young guy’s face.Sam left out of the door leaving it open, and in he walked, all tall, dark and handsome.“Hello again Miss Hart.” Brock opened his mouth but was cut off by Melissa’s response “Please we are becoming business partners, and I hate formalities. Call me Melissa.”“Ok Melissa.” Brock liked the way that her name sounded on his lips.“Please take a seat. Would you
After meeting with his lawyer Shane was armed with all the documentation he needed. He got in his car and drove to where they holding Blake. Getting out Shane met with his lawyer. “Mr Hartford. Are you sure you want to do this?” The small man, dressed in an expensive suit and thick rimmed glasses asked. “Mr Lawerence.” Shane turned and looked him straight in the eyes. “If I’m wrong about this guy I want to know. And I’m fairly good a judge of character. I can also tell when someone is lying which is why people hate to play poker with me.”“Then why didn’t you pick up on it when you first met Mr Milligan.” Steve Lawerence asked as they walked towards the entrance. &n
WARNING THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS REFERENCES TO ALCOHOLISM, ABUSIVE LANGUAGE AND SUICIDEIN A CABIN Two men are having a conversation. “What the fuck have you done?” The older of the two asked. “I’m tired of waiting for Melissa. She’s getting further out of our reach.” The younger one said. Slamming his fist on the table the older guy picked up his ringing phone. “Hello. Yes. Yes. Alright.” Hanging up the phone he turned it off. “You could have killed Melissa!&rdqu
LATER THAT EVENING.“Dinners ready.” Blake called to Melissa who had had a nap and a shower. Walking down the stairs with damp hair falling around her shoulders and her face Melissa could smell the scent of baked trout, her mouth salivating at the thought.An hour later with full stomachs Blake and Melissa retired to the couch with a full bottle of Malbec both slightly tipsy.“So I gotta know.” Blake considered for a minute asking Melissa what she saw in Brock. But quickly changed her mind.“What was young Melissa like? Party girl? Nerd? Or were you miss Popular?” He smiled as he said this.“I was very studious, but I wasn’t a nerd, I wasn’t popular either.” Melissa made a face like she was remembering a bad incident. “I was just normal. My turn now.” Melissa squealed with glee “What was Blake like as a teen?”“I was
THE NEXT DAY.“I’m sorry baby. I forgot I’m supposed to photographing the governor and his family. It’s supposed to be an all day event. Until about 10pm.” Brock said guiltily.“What’s the point in being here if I’m going to be alone?” Melissa asked trying her best not to sound whiny.“I’ve spoken to Blake. He will take care of you. I trust him to keep you safe. I trust him with my life. He’s going fishing, and you can go with him.” Brock said plainly.“Fishing? I wouldn’t know where to start.” Melissa said as Brock got out of the en-suite.“Well bows a great time to learn. Listen Blake’s taken time off and closed his bar so I can work and so that one of us can always be with you.” Brock explained gently.Melissa pouted for a brief moment before realising he was right. Blake had put his business on h
Melissa stood up getting ready to leave. “There’s really no talking to you. I came here in good faith to make you aware of what was happening as you don’t care.” Blake ran and grabbed her hand pulling her into his chest causing them both to fall on the floor.Blake looked into her eyes as Melissa lay on his chest. Putting his hand on her cheek a very loving and caring gesture he moved his head up towards hers and kissed her again, this time though she brought her knee up between his legs connecting with his genitals.Blake howled in pain. Sucking at his teeth he howls “Again?” Melissa extracts herself from the floor, and runs to the door.The hot sting of tears in her eyes. She fiddles with the lock as she hears Blake get up.She ran down the stairs, her heeled boots clump clumping as she went.She could hear the pit pat of Blake’s feet as he chases her. “Melissa, honey w
A FEW DAYS LATER“This is soooo relaxing.” Melissa crooned as the masseuse rubbed oil into her back.At the same moment Brock’s phone rang. Adjusting his towel around his waist he got up and took the phone call into the hallway. Melissa allowed herself to think back on the previous days events. “Babe? Babe? Come on wake up.” Melissa shook Brock’s shoulder. Opening a bleary eye Brock looked at Melissa. She was showered and dressed. Wearing black skinny jeans, and a red cashmere sweater, her hair was tied up in a high ponytail and she had make up on. Brock jumped out of bed and in the shower. Showering and dressing in record time he grabbed the keys to the Porsche and they went to the car. Brock snapped his belt in the drivers side, and started the engine, pulling out of the parking lot, before driving off to his and Blake’s apartment. “So you sure you want to do this alone?” Brock asked.
After a little while the doorbell went getting up off the couch Brock got up and walked over to the door. Melissa sat on the couch, her head hanging and tears falling down onto her lap. Gritting his teeth knowing he feels helpless to stop this Brock opens the door. “Mr Milligan?” The detective asks. “Yes. Come in. Miss Hartford is in the living room.” He steps to the side and in the detective walks past him, taking a seat on the opposite couch to Melissa. Shutting the door Brock follows him and sits next to Melissa taking her hand that’s now in her lap. “Can you take me through tonight’s events?” He asks. Melissa nods and starts to recall everything that has happened, including the phone call, the detective writes everything in a notebook. “Ok. I’m going to bag all the stuff and take it to the forensics.” Sliding on a pair of latex gloves, he disappeared into the bedroom. After a few minutes,
Grabbing the phone Brock could see that this has pushed Melissa over the edge. He grabbed the detectives card and typed in the number. The voice came out down the end of the phone as if he’d just been woken up “Yeah?” “Hi it’s Brock Milligan, I don’t know if you remember the break in a Melissa Hartford’s place.” Brock said into the phone. “Yeah. I remember. What of it?” The voice said no longer full of sleep. “There’s been a development.” Brock said putting his arm around a now shivering Melissa and guiding her into the living room. “On my way.” The detective said before hanging up. Brock pressed the red button to cancel the call. And sat Melissa down next to him on the couch. “Baby, you okay?” He asked worried that this would be a tipping point for Melissa, knowing that even the strongest of women would find it difficult to cope, with everything that happened. “Y-yeah.” She said haltin
Melissa awoke to bright sunlight streaming through the glass windows. The warmth felt nice on her skin. Rolling onto her side she opened a sleepy eye, she had a sudden feeling of dread, as she saw a tie that was not Brock’s, and a memory of last night came flooding back, Chris, she remembered the way his hands felt on her body, and the way he felt inside her, for a brief second she smiled then she felt an arm drape across her. That feeling of guilt gnawed away at her insides. She’d cheated on Brock. A single tear ran down her face as she realised this fact. She was in her own world thinking of what to say to Brock how to redeem her relationship when a voice, thick and scratchy from having just woken up, startled her. “Good morning babygirl. Not too stiff I hope.” The voice came from behind. She immediately turned over, and was met with Brock’s smiling face, an eighth of an inch of stubble, and very messy hair. Bro