LisaThe house was filled with people by the time she got there, her mother well known from her thriving law firm and years of being one of the top defense attorney's in the state of New York. Lisa moved through the crowd, most of them twice her age. They smiled and nodded kindly, most likely wondering what a young woman like herself was doing in the midst of old money."Mother?" Lisa moved up to her parents and stopped."Oh, Lisa. Good to see that you made it. It would have been nice if you would have taken the earlier flight." Her mother's sad excuse for a smile faded quickly. She reached out and patted Lisa's arm as if she were a silly child."Hi baby." Her dad moved up and hugged her. Lisa returned the gesture as she began to make her get-away plans. She could handle a few hours at best and then she would have to find a reason to leave or consider jumping from the roof."Hi Dad. I'm going to the kitchen to grab something to eat. Good to see you both." She turned and walked back th
LisaThey somehow managed to slip out of the house without running into her parents. For that fact alone she was grateful. She was a grown woman and yet her mother would cut her down like she was ten. Lisa tried hard not to be too disrespectful in response when her mother got on one of her rantings, but to be embarrassed in front of a crowd of people would leave her no choice."Do you have anything to wear besides that pretty black dress?" He slid his arm around her waist as they walked quickly to his truck. She glanced down and realized her freaking shoes were still in the house."I've got to go get my shoes, Marc.""No. I just got my financial aid in for the summer. Let's go buy you a pair of jeans and some flip flops.""That sounds perfect." She glanced behind her to make sure no one was barging after them. "Funny how you can feel like a kid in front of your parents the minute you walk back into their house.""I think that's the reason most people never go back home. There you're j
LisaLisa’s white panties and bra weren't her usual style, but sometimes the false presentation of innocence was needed. She turned to face him, her breasts pressing over the top of the bra. He moved toward her, his hands sliding along her waist as he hovered above her."Shit, Lisa. I knew you were beautiful, but damn, baby..." He leaned down and brushed his nose along her shoulder, a smile creeping onto his mouth as she watched him."Is this supposed to be your fantasy or mine?" She laughed softly, the sound as sensual as she hoped it would be."Mine." He moved to sit down on the small bench in the stall, motioning for her to come to him. She walked toward him, stopping just in front of him as he reached for her. Soft fingertips moved methodically down her sides, over her hips and followed the line of her panties along the curves of her rear.He pressed his lips to her stomach and licked his way to the front of her panties, kissing her a few times and breathing in deeply. He looked u
LisaThey spent the remainder of the afternoon walking down Times Square together, stopping at the candy and toy shops just for fun. Lisa held on a little too tightly to his hand each chance she got. Fear washed over her more than once at the growing need for him to be a part of her life. The sex was beautiful. His body fitted hers as if made for her, but she wanted more. Never in her past had she stopped to think about more than physical attraction.She glanced over at him and he held up a small brown teddy bear, a childish smile on his handsome face."You want me to get one of these for you? You can spray some of my cologne on it and snuggle it at night.""Pst. Please. I have a body pillow I hump occasionally. That bear isn't nearly big enough to remind me of you.""Calling me fat?" He laughed and stood, tossing the bear and walking toward her. He pulled her into a warm hug and kissed the top of her head."Yes. Chunky thing." She squeezed him tightly, burying her face in the musky s
Lisa"We didn't talk much since April because you didn't want to, remember?" Marc asked Lisa."I know. I'm not sure that this isn't a mistake as well." She turned her attention to the bread basket in the center of the table, pulling out a piece and dipping it in the butter that sat before her."Can we not just enjoy each other when we're together?""And what about when we're not?""Lisa...""I don't want to talk about this. New subject. Not interested in starting these types of conversations in my mid-twenties." She laughed, but the sound fell flat. "My business is growing quite a bit in Maine. Best move I’ve made from a real estate perspective.""That's great news.""How's school?""It's going good. Just trying to keep my head above water with academics and sports." He shrugged. "I'm ready to be done.""Three more years?""One and a half. I'm skipping over the master’s. I think medicine is for someone else. I'm going to look into wrapping up my Biology degree and maybe teaching for
LisaLisa let the conversation die between them, the warning look she gave pensive and painful. She was stunned to think that he might feel the same. Even if he did... nothing was going to change. She didn't do long-distance relationships, or relationships in general. Falling in love with Marc couldn't change that. It was core to who she was as a person. She had built her identity on her sexuality, on her prowess. It was a protection if nothing else.They finished dinner and Geno refused to let Marc pay. Lisa tugged at his arm, urging him to let the restaurant owner treat them."Thank you. See boy? Beautiful and smart. Hold on to her. Once in a lifetime." Geno reached over and touched Lisa's shoulder before popping Marc on the back again. "Get out of here and go live your life, eh? You only get one.""Thanks, Geno." Marc opened the door as Lisa moved out onto the busy New York street. She turned to wait for Marc to move in beside her. "Let's go get the car and I'll get you home.""Sou
Lisa"Start the elevator again. I'm not doing this with you. I'm not fighting over what could be. Lust is my king. Whatever this thing is... I don't want it. You don’t either.""Yes you do." He took a few steps toward her, moving her until her back hit the glass wall. He took her wrists in his hands and pulled them up, pinning her in place as he pressed his forehead to hers. "Tell me you don't want me.""I don't want you," she whispered, tears filling her eyes. "Don't do this to me."He brushed his lips by hers, his hand shifting to leave one holding her wrists pinned high above her. His other hand slid down her extended arm, over the curve of her breast and down her flat stomach. He pressed himself against her, a soft sigh leaving them both."Just let it be about sex, Marc. Leave it there. It's better there."He released her hands and turned her fast and hard, pressing her chest against the glass. "I agree. Let's leave it there. I'll try not to lose my mind over another guy buried de
LisaLisa had grabbed a cab from downtown, the driver kind enough to wait for her to run into her mother's house for money while he waited. The night had been filled with tears and screams into her pillow, the emotions accompanying love so much more violent than lust.It had been a mistake to come to New York. Seeing him only compounded the fact that she was in love with him. If she gave him an inch he would drown her. She would pick up and move back to New York just to be near him. Love felt like obsession, wicked and controlling.The morning came quickly, Lisa still staring at the white dress he bought her on the floor. She forced herself to get up and shower again, the one the night before not seeming like enough. She could still feel him on her, smell him all over her. Where there was nothing she wanted more than to bathe in his scent, his way of controlling her was confidence shattering.Maybe she wasn't who she thought she was?Her phone buzzed. Kari asking if Lisa was going to