LeilaI was crediting my invitation to lunch on the outfit. I had seen his eyes when I stood up. I was rocking the hell out of the low-cut blouse that showed off enough cleavage to be sexy but not so much to be risqué. I was already planning a shopping trip, though not to the horrible store that refused to sell me anything because of my large size.I smoothed down the pants and pulled on the jacket I had paired with the blouse. I did my best to look casual while I waited for Christopher. Inside, my stomach was a bundle of excited nerves. I was looking forward to seeing him—alone. Alone in a crowded restaurant, but essentially alone.I was hoping he would tell me about what happened yesterday. I couldn’t exactly ask. I didn’t want him to think I was prying. He had to be the one to tell me. I promised myself over and over I would not get my hopes up. It was a casual lunch between friends. Nothing more.“Are you ready?” I heard his deep baritone voice at the door.I looked up from the pa
Leila“Yes. I think it is going to be better, but I never know for sure. He can be up one minute and then down the next. He is on this yo-yo journey and I’m stuck on it with him.”I had no real experience with a yo-yo journey. My life had been one flat, low ride. I had an occasional high point, but they were very few and very far in between. I empathized with him. I could see the toll the issues with his son were taking on him. “I’m really sorry. You’re a good man.”“Thank you. Some days I feel like I’m doing everything wrong. I feel like I can’t do anything right.”“None of us are perfect, but I think you certainly have a better grasp on being a good person than most of us have. You are doing great. Have you talked to Olin and told him what his actions are doing to you?”He shook his head. “I can’t put that on him. I was a little sterner than usual. I think I’ve been tiptoeing around him and it gave him the impression I was weak or a pushover. I think, I hope, we’ve cleared up that m
ChristopherI was in my closet when I heard Olin come into the room. “Dad?” he called out.“In here.”He appeared in the doorway of my closet, leaning against the jamb. “What are you doing?” he asked with obvious confusion.I looked down at the pants I had on that were unbuttoned. I had four shirts in a variety of colors laid out on the small table in the center of the closet and no socks on. “I’m getting dressed,” I answered.He smirked. “That would generally mean you were putting clothes on. You look like you’re taking them off.”“I’m trying to figure out what to wear for my date tonight.”He walked in and pulled a black shirt from the rack and held it against my bare chest. “That one. With that blue tie.”I studied the black shirt and the bright blue tie before looking at the black slacks I was wearing. “I’ll need different pants.”He shook his head. “No. Stick with the black.”“That’s very dark.”“Women like a man with mystery.”I smirked. “I think she knows a little too much abou
Christopher“Leila, I’m not joking.”She grinned. “Okay, sure, I’ll pack a bag. Give me a minute.”She walked out of the living room, leaving me alone. I scanned the scant décor and wasn’t surprised there weren’t any pictures on the walls. It was all very sterile. When she returned a couple of minutes later, she was carrying a small carry-on type bag.“Ready?”“Yep, let’s go to dinner, or Niagara Falls,” she said with a wink.Obviously, she thought I was joking. I couldn’t wait to see her face when we showed up at the airport. I followed the signs to the right parking area. I reached in the back and grabbed my own overnight bag along with hers. I got out of the truck and opened her door for her. She made no move to get out.“Are you coming?”“You’re serious?” she gasped.“Yes.”She looked over my shoulder, staring at the airport beyond. I could see the nervousness on her face. “I’m not sure I should go in there,” she whispered.I leaned forward. “They’ll never know it was you.”“You k
LeilaI kissed him with wild abandon. Being with him was better than anything else in the world. Being with him ten-thousand feet above the earth or however high we were was intense. Every touch, every kiss felt far more powerful.He turned me away from him, my back to him. He slowly pulled the zipper of my dress down. His hands brushed over my shoulders as he pushed the dress forward. I let him undress me. The cool air brushed over my skin sending a wave of goosebumps over my body. He gently brushed the hair from my neck, pushing it over my shoulder to one side.When his mouth closed over the skin on my neck, I groaned with pure pleasure. He gently kissed before sucking the flesh into his mouth. His teeth clamped down, sending a mixture of pain and ecstasy down my spine. My head dropped forward. It was an open invitation for him to do the same to the rest of my neck.He obliged. Every kiss sent spasms rocking through my body. “You are the best at foreplay,” I whispered.“I could devo
LeilaI smiled, opening my eyes and looking into his. “Adonis,” I answered on a breath. “I’m thinking about Adonis.”He looked at me like I was crazy. “Come again?” he said with a hint of irritation.“You are my Adonis. You make me feel like Aphrodite. I imagine us on a bed of clouds, making love and experiencing all life has to offer.”He smiled, dropping a kiss on the tip of my nose. “You are my Aphrodite. You are beautiful and strong, and you bring out the best in me.”“Don’t stop,” I said. “Make love to me.”His blue eyes darkened, and he began to move once again. His strokes went deeper, his cock feeling bigger than ever. My body opened to him, welcoming him deep inside my very soul. I could feel his need growing with every thrust and jerked my hips to meet him halfway.He was breathing hard, chasing his orgasm and taking me along for the beautiful ride. My hands ran down his arms, squeezing the biceps that were straining under his own weight. I closed my eyes, memorizing every i
ChristopherThe limo I had hired was waiting for us at the airport when we landed. I loved watching how excited Leila got when she realized the limo was there for us. She hadn’t stopped smiling since we had taken off from Houston.“I feel like I’m in a dream,” she exclaimed as we sipped more champagne in the back of the limousine.“I’m happy you’re happy.”“Where are we going?” she asked staring out the dark window at the many lights of Buffalo, New York.“I’ve made reservations at a hotel in the city,” I told her.“When?” she asked with surprise.“About five minutes ago,” I said with a laugh. “Thankfully we aren’t in the peak season.”“You are sneaky! I didn’t even know you did that.”I winked. “I can’t reveal all of my secrets.”“This is incredible,” she whispered before turning to look at me again. “Truly, thank you for this. I’ve never done anything so spontaneous. This is crazy and awesome, and I feel like a kid taking my first trip to Disneyland.”“Have you been?” I asked.“Been
Christopher“Really. My girlfriends in college went down there quite a bit, but I never went. I was always working or studying.”I leaned forward. “All of that is about to change. I want to travel the world with you. I want you to be by my side as I see things for the first time. I want to see the look on your face when you see those same things.”She hesitated. “We’ll have to see.”“Leila, it’ll be on me. I don’t think I’ve really talked much about my financial status, but trust me, I can afford to go around the world a few times.”“I believe it. You’re so humble. You said before you haven’t always been wealthy?”I had to chuckle. “No. Definitely not. We were dirt poor growing up. I was broke when I married Carlie. My wealth is fairly new. I’m what you call new money.”She rolled her eyes. “That is so snobbish. Money is money.”“Rich people don’t feel that way. At least a few that I’ve encountered. They are not fond of rags to riches stories. They like the people that were born with