The One, page 8
‘Bitch!’
“You talking to your pussy again?”
“Am not.” How does he know that.
“Tell her I say she’s beautiful. Fucking awesome, in fact.” My whole body blushed, and I decided to let him split me in two. There must be a doctor somewhere that can stitch me back together. And besides, I think Ms. Kitty might mutiny if I tried to stop him now.
I’d never felt her so alive before. It was as if she’d been awakened from a long deep sleep, and she wanted all the dick. She clenched and released his steel hard cock…. “Baby, I bottomed out in you already, but I still have more. You want it?”
More what? Is he part horse mule or donkey? I just looked back over my shoulder at him with a show me or it’s not true look, then I gave my head a slight nod and braced myself for a full onslaught. Instead, he took these short, sweet jabs with his cock into me, opening me up wider, and I felt a zing in my clit.
Ooh, Sookie, Sookie, now. I brought one of my hands down between my thighs to find my little power button. Thwack! “Ouch!” He slapped my ass hard, and my pussy wept all over his dick.
“You don’t touch yourself when you’re in bed with me unless I say so. If you have to touch yourself at any other time, that means I’m not doing my job.”
He leaned over and bit my ear, which sent him even deeper in me. “Oomph!” Oh, hell and damnation, he feels even bigger. “Understood?” I nodded my head like I had any idea what he was talking about. I had to spread my legs wider to accommodate him, and my chest was now touching the pillow beneath me as my ass went higher in the air, with my head twisted to the side so I could breathe.
“Shit, fuck, do that again.” What did I do? Ms. Kitty was doing her own thing, squeezing and sucking at his cock like a mouth while it felt like he was tearing me open with his thickness. I skated close to that edge between pleasure and pain again, and I whimpered when he went back to sawing his long hard cock into my belly or thereabouts.
I fisted the sheets in my hands hard enough to make holes in them when he finally reached around, and one of his fingers flicked my engorged clit. I didn’t mean to do it, whatever it is that I did. But the cursing started up again, and this time, he was pounding my pussy like she did something to him, and that pleasure-pain came together and rolled into a ball of fire in my belly that spiraled out to the rest of me.
My body went into some kind of alternate space, and I shook and shivered as an electric shock ran through me from my head to my toes, which curled in on themselves. I won’t be held accountable for the words and sounds that came out of me when he was finally all in, and I felt his big heavy balls slapping against my pussy as he pounded me into oblivion.
“Open that pussy, baby, let go!” I had no idea what he meant, but I still got a slap on the ass for it, whatever it was. Ms. Kitty yawned or stretched or whatever; look, this is all new to me. I have never, and I mean never, experienced anything like this.
All the sensations, the emotion in my chest, and the burn of his cock stretching me. He found a place deep inside me that I didn’t even know was there and plunged into it with his cock, setting off sparks behind my eyes as my insides clamped down and my pussy went into lockdown mode like she was planning on holding him hostage.
After Ms. Kitty did whatever she did, he went nuts. I felt his big hands take hold of my ass cheeks and push and pull them in all directions, which seemed to ease the ache where we were connected, if only a little bit, and then something was running down my thighs while his fingers worked my clit. I whimpered, grunted, and groaned while leaving myself open for him to do whatever he wished to with me.
He hit a spot with his dick; not sure what to call it, but I saw stars, and my body took over from me, and that’s when he almost killed me. Have you ever cum so hard you couldn’t make a sound even though your mouth was open? My whole body shook with spasms as that fire crawled out of my belly and entered every part of me.
I heard a grunt, then some kind of primal yell behind me, and then my belly was being filled with something warm and gooey. “Fuck, let go, Stephanie. Shit, fuck, damn!” He leaned over me; his chest pressed into my back as our hips carried out the final throes of our dance while his teeth sunk into the soft flesh of my neck.
MACE
Well, so much for me putting her pussy into submission. You would think that someone who’d been married as long as she had been would at least be a little loose, but she’s fucking tight as an unused virgin. I thought for sure I could tame her little ass, but now I’m not sure who tamed who.
My dick was still lodged inside her, and I’d just done the stupidest thing I had ever done since my early teens. I came inside her, hard. I could blame it on her tight pussy not letting me go, but the truth is, my dick had no interest in leaving the warm, velvety softness of her tight cunt.
He hadn’t felt anything like her in his life, and he could give a shit what I wanted at this point; he was all in. Yeah, jackass, I hear you; let’s see how happy you are when we’re knee-deep in diapers and shit. He was ignoring me for his new friend, I guess because I didn’t hear a peep out of him. His ass had come home. He knew it, and I knew it.
I chewed on her neck while her pussy breathed around my shaft, waiting for her to be done with me so I could have my shit back. “You wanna let go of my dick now?” I had to wait until she came back to her senses to ask, and she turned a look of dazed confusion my way over her shoulder.
It took another few hard slaps to her plump ass to get her pussy to open and belch me out. My poor abused dick plopped out of her with a pop, and a gallon of jizz and pussy juice came with it. Something triggered her ass again, and her whole body tensed up and turned red as she howled into the pillow that she’d buried her face into.
I’m glad she couldn’t see my face, that I’d taken her from behind this first time because I could only imagine the look on my face right now. My cock was covered in our juices which had tinges of red and pink, which means she bled. “Baby, did you know you were still a virgin?”
She snorted and lifted her head to give me an incredulous look over her shoulder. I still hadn’t moved from my place behind her, so she was still pinned between me and the bed. “What’re you talking about?” I just shook my head because I didn’t have all the answers yet either, but I know what I felt.
“I’m gonna go run you a bath, don’t move.” I got down off the bed and ignored her moan of pleasure as she watched my ass as I walked away. My dick was all in, but he didn’t seem to know whether to be happy or scared at this point. He’s accustomed to pussy; he’s just not accustomed to one that’s so tight and deep and wet and fuck me I think I’m done for.
I turned on the water in the tub and went through her shit, looking for bath salts or something to add to it. I took my time going back for her because, the truth is, I needed a minute. I never had any intentions of fucking and leaving her; that was never part of the plan. But neither was whatever the hell my heart and soul were doing right now either. I’m pretty sure she’d just sucked my soul out through the hole in my dick.
By the time I made it back to the room, she was asleep, or more like passed out. My heart did some kind of squeezing shit in my chest that I have no recollection of it ever doing, and for a second, I forgot how to breathe. Right on the heels of that was an emotion so tender it almost brought tears to my eyes, but I refused to name it, not yet.
Why? Because these things don’t happen outside of a movie script. No one falls in love this easily or this soon. I ignored the voice in my head that told me my parents had done it because that was different. She sighed in her sleep, and her little cupid bow lips moved as if she were eating or talking and that feeling in my chest started up again.
“Come on, baby, let’s get you in that bath.” She scrunched up her face and mumbled something unintelligible. “If I leave you like this, you’d be sore tomorrow, babe; come on.” When she didn’t move, I lifted her myself and walked her into the bathroom.
She felt so good that I stood looking down at the water like I’d forgotten what I came in here for. I didn’t want to let her go. The thought almost made me drop her. I’d planned to put her in the tub while I took a shower, but since she was passed out, I wasn’t about to risk it, so I carefully stepped into the tub with her held safely against my chest and eased down into the hot water.
She didn’t even budge, just settled against me with her legs on either side of my hips with her pussy smashed up against my cock, which perked right up. She came awake when I slipped back into her, and I covered her mouth with mine before she could complain. “Go back to sleep.”
I kissed her brow and, with my hands on her ass, continued to rock gently into her as she cooed on my chest.
MACE
“OK, hold on, let me get the rest of him in you.” She looked a bit disappointed as if she thought she was being a big girl and taking all of me at once. I kissed her cute little pout as I rocked the rest of my cock into her until she had about half of it in her swollen snatch.
I’d broken every rule in the book, well, my book anyway. I’d spent the night in her bed and was still here long after the sun came up. Why, you might ask? Well, I’ve been giving it some thought in the middle of the night while she slept on my chest, and I think I’ve figured it out.
It’s like when you’re a kid, and you want the latest new toy, but you know your parents can’t afford it, so you tell yourself that it’s fine, you don’t need it, and make yourself accept that it is what it is, only to come downstairs Xmas morning or your birthday and that gift is the first thing you see. Yeah, it’s like that.
I’ve always been attracted to lush women, always, but for some fucked up reason, like I said, they wouldn’t give me the time of day. They either thought I was pranking them like I’m in middle school or some shit, or that I wasn’t in it for the long haul that it was just some kind of kink fetish on my end.
So now that I’ve finally got the girl, and what a girl she is, I kinda went overboard a little, and by that, I mean I gorged myself on her pussy. After sleepy sex in the bathtub, I’d lifted her out and dried her off before taking her back to bed. She was barely cognizant when I spread her legs and went down on her until she flooded my mouth with cream, then I was back in her again.
It went like that most of the night. I lost count of how many times I woke up in the night and rolled over and into her. And each time, she was right there with me, even when she was half asleep. I had her on her stomach with a pillow stuffed under her when she was too tired to help, on her side with me drilling her from behind.
I didn’t stop until my dick revolted and refused to lift his head again, the bastard. Then I used my tongue and fingers to get her off, and now here we are. We’d taken a shower together, both of us having to go to our respective jobs, and one look at her ass which she tried her best to hide from me in the daylight, and I took her down again after snatching the towel from around her.
She was hot and swollen, and I know I should leave her alone at least for a day or two, but my dick was on some other shit. He’d gone on a search and destroy mission all on his own, and her pussy was paying the price. There’s also something else, her pussy keeps defeating me. I keep telling myself and her that I’m going to put the beat down on her shit, and each time I last maybe half an hour if I’m lucky, especially if I fuck her doggie style.
Seeing her perfect ass bounce as she slams herself back on my cock just starts me shooting off inside her in defeat. That’s another thing; I keep forgetting to suit up. She’d mentioned sometime in the early morning that she’d just finished her period, and even knowing what I knew about her wanting a baby, I trusted her on that, don’t ask me why.
And besides, fucking her any other way but raw now would be like a caffeine addict suddenly switching to decaf. But you know what, fuck all the excuses, her pussy is the warmest silkiest shit I ever felt wrapped around my thirteen inches of steel. But I’m not leaving this bed until I put that shit in submission.
After I balled her and deposited, I don’t know which number load this was; I really had to go, and so did she. We got dressed, me in the clothes I wore the night before and she in some hot as fuck skirt suit that clung to all her curves with a silk blouse underneath that buttoned all the way up to the top, making her look like a prim and proper businesswoman until you got to the fuck me heels she wore that made her calves look amazing.
She’d done some shit to her hair that pulled it back off her face and left her sparkling eyes on display, and all the sex had added a glow that was hard to miss. I tongued her down on her front steps in front of her neighbors before walking her to her car, a cute little Miata in fire engine red that was just perfect for the kickass woman she is.
“Call me when you get to the office; let me know you reached okay.” She seemed shocked by my request, like no one had ever asked that of her before. “Problem?” For an answer, she squealed and threw herself into my arms. Oh yeah, I’ma have to double up on vitamins.
Steph
‘You is naaaasty!’ Ms. Kitty started as soon as I got behind the wheel.
‘What are you talking about now?’
‘I think he made some new rooms in here.’
‘What? That doesn’t even make any sense.’
‘You know when people buy houses, and they have those little itty-bitty rooms, and they knock down walls to make the rooms bigger? I think that’s what he did in here.
What’s that back there? Oh, shit, is that your womb? No wonder you couldn’t get pregnant before; it was hidden back there from that little bitty thing you used to be married to.’ Will she ever let me live that down?
‘I got you a nice one this time.’
‘And I thank you, now don’t fuck it up. Remember, we got a deal. You don’t fuck with my shit; I don’t fuck with yours.
By the way, what was that tsunami that came through here last night? It was white and thick and creamy.’
‘That was sperm, cum.’
“You mean the watery thing the other one used to do, trickle?”
‘Yeah!’
‘Get out. Well, that bastard went in every nook and cranny I have, let me tell you. Some’s still in there right now, hiding, like he’s waiting to jump out at something.’ Sometimes I wonder about Ms. Kitty.
I walked around all day in a semi-dazed state to the point that some of my staff commented. I lied and said I was a bit tired from working out, which caused a lot of raised eyebrows because everyone knows I hate anything to do with exercise and for sure won’t be doing it long enough or hard enough to cause injury, which I was walking like I had.
I’d called Mace as soon as I reached the office like he’d asked, and he’d actually answered and didn’t rush me off the phone or anything either. I was half expecting the brush-off, and instead, he made plans for us for that night. Nothing fancy, just dinner and back to his place, and before he hung up, he said, “pack an overnight bag,” and Ms. Kitty purred. She was ready for more cream, I guess.
All-day, I walked around on cloud nine, I couldn’t wait for the day to be over so I could see Mace again, and then I got the phone call. When my assistant told me it was my ex-mother-in-law, I couldn’t think of any reason that woman would be calling me. But years of ingrained conditioning had me picking up the phone.
“Hello!”
“I hear you’ve been making a spectacle of yourself, young lady. How dare you carry on like that while wearing our name?”
“Uh, actually, I went back to my maiden name after the divorce.”
“That is not the point. Everyone in this town knows you were once married to my son. It’s bad enough you’ve embarrassed him with this divorce nonsense, but now you’ve taken up with some stranger that no one knows about.”
By that, she meant my nosy neighbors on either side who have been keeping tabs on me for her since I moved in two years ago. I wanted so badly to tell her where to get off, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it, even as horrible a woman as she is and has been to me. All those years in etiquette training had muted me to the point that I actually get physically ill just thinking about telling her off.
Ms. Kitty, on the other hand, was not having it. ‘Is that the hag? Tell that bitch to jump. Tell her and her no dick offspring to kick rocks, hang up the phone; we have a date with baby daddy tonight, we don’t need old sourpuss mucking up the works.’
“Listen, I have to go.”
“What? I haven’t finished saying what I had to say.”
“I’m sorry, I’m really busy right now.”
‘Tell that bitch to yeet.’ I don’t know which of us hung up the phone on my ex-mother-in-law, but she was still squawking when I hit the end button.
Shit, I probably shouldn’t have let Mace kiss me on the front steps like that. I knew there was a chance….my phone rang again, this time on my personal line. “Nat, where the hell have you been all weekend?”
“Giiiirrrrlllll!” I knew from that one word and the way that she said it that she got her some.
“You didn’t!”
“Yes, the hell I did.”
“With the bouncer?”
“He’s not a bouncer; he’s the head of security for all of Mace’s businesses. Anyway, I’m just calling to let you know I’m alive. I’ve gotta run; I got a court case in an hour. Drinks this evening?”
“I can’t; I have a date with baby daddy.”
“Ooh, raincheck, and I want all the deets; we’ll compare notes.” She hung up the phone, and just that quick, my spirits were lifted. No way am I going to let Henry and his hagfish of a mother derail my future happiness.
And I am happy, so happy in fact, that I don’t remember ever feeling this way, ever. I’ve never had a man make me feel so loved, cherished, and adored. If a man has sex with you that often it’s gotta mean something, right. Only I wouldn’t know, because I’ve never had that with anyone before. I’ll remember to ask Nat the next time we talk, but I’m sure it’s gotta mean something.
“You talking to your pussy again?”
“Am not.” How does he know that.
“Tell her I say she’s beautiful. Fucking awesome, in fact.” My whole body blushed, and I decided to let him split me in two. There must be a doctor somewhere that can stitch me back together. And besides, I think Ms. Kitty might mutiny if I tried to stop him now.
I’d never felt her so alive before. It was as if she’d been awakened from a long deep sleep, and she wanted all the dick. She clenched and released his steel hard cock…. “Baby, I bottomed out in you already, but I still have more. You want it?”
More what? Is he part horse mule or donkey? I just looked back over my shoulder at him with a show me or it’s not true look, then I gave my head a slight nod and braced myself for a full onslaught. Instead, he took these short, sweet jabs with his cock into me, opening me up wider, and I felt a zing in my clit.
Ooh, Sookie, Sookie, now. I brought one of my hands down between my thighs to find my little power button. Thwack! “Ouch!” He slapped my ass hard, and my pussy wept all over his dick.
“You don’t touch yourself when you’re in bed with me unless I say so. If you have to touch yourself at any other time, that means I’m not doing my job.”
He leaned over and bit my ear, which sent him even deeper in me. “Oomph!” Oh, hell and damnation, he feels even bigger. “Understood?” I nodded my head like I had any idea what he was talking about. I had to spread my legs wider to accommodate him, and my chest was now touching the pillow beneath me as my ass went higher in the air, with my head twisted to the side so I could breathe.
“Shit, fuck, do that again.” What did I do? Ms. Kitty was doing her own thing, squeezing and sucking at his cock like a mouth while it felt like he was tearing me open with his thickness. I skated close to that edge between pleasure and pain again, and I whimpered when he went back to sawing his long hard cock into my belly or thereabouts.
I fisted the sheets in my hands hard enough to make holes in them when he finally reached around, and one of his fingers flicked my engorged clit. I didn’t mean to do it, whatever it is that I did. But the cursing started up again, and this time, he was pounding my pussy like she did something to him, and that pleasure-pain came together and rolled into a ball of fire in my belly that spiraled out to the rest of me.
My body went into some kind of alternate space, and I shook and shivered as an electric shock ran through me from my head to my toes, which curled in on themselves. I won’t be held accountable for the words and sounds that came out of me when he was finally all in, and I felt his big heavy balls slapping against my pussy as he pounded me into oblivion.
“Open that pussy, baby, let go!” I had no idea what he meant, but I still got a slap on the ass for it, whatever it was. Ms. Kitty yawned or stretched or whatever; look, this is all new to me. I have never, and I mean never, experienced anything like this.
All the sensations, the emotion in my chest, and the burn of his cock stretching me. He found a place deep inside me that I didn’t even know was there and plunged into it with his cock, setting off sparks behind my eyes as my insides clamped down and my pussy went into lockdown mode like she was planning on holding him hostage.
After Ms. Kitty did whatever she did, he went nuts. I felt his big hands take hold of my ass cheeks and push and pull them in all directions, which seemed to ease the ache where we were connected, if only a little bit, and then something was running down my thighs while his fingers worked my clit. I whimpered, grunted, and groaned while leaving myself open for him to do whatever he wished to with me.
He hit a spot with his dick; not sure what to call it, but I saw stars, and my body took over from me, and that’s when he almost killed me. Have you ever cum so hard you couldn’t make a sound even though your mouth was open? My whole body shook with spasms as that fire crawled out of my belly and entered every part of me.
I heard a grunt, then some kind of primal yell behind me, and then my belly was being filled with something warm and gooey. “Fuck, let go, Stephanie. Shit, fuck, damn!” He leaned over me; his chest pressed into my back as our hips carried out the final throes of our dance while his teeth sunk into the soft flesh of my neck.
MACE
Well, so much for me putting her pussy into submission. You would think that someone who’d been married as long as she had been would at least be a little loose, but she’s fucking tight as an unused virgin. I thought for sure I could tame her little ass, but now I’m not sure who tamed who.
My dick was still lodged inside her, and I’d just done the stupidest thing I had ever done since my early teens. I came inside her, hard. I could blame it on her tight pussy not letting me go, but the truth is, my dick had no interest in leaving the warm, velvety softness of her tight cunt.
He hadn’t felt anything like her in his life, and he could give a shit what I wanted at this point; he was all in. Yeah, jackass, I hear you; let’s see how happy you are when we’re knee-deep in diapers and shit. He was ignoring me for his new friend, I guess because I didn’t hear a peep out of him. His ass had come home. He knew it, and I knew it.
I chewed on her neck while her pussy breathed around my shaft, waiting for her to be done with me so I could have my shit back. “You wanna let go of my dick now?” I had to wait until she came back to her senses to ask, and she turned a look of dazed confusion my way over her shoulder.
It took another few hard slaps to her plump ass to get her pussy to open and belch me out. My poor abused dick plopped out of her with a pop, and a gallon of jizz and pussy juice came with it. Something triggered her ass again, and her whole body tensed up and turned red as she howled into the pillow that she’d buried her face into.
I’m glad she couldn’t see my face, that I’d taken her from behind this first time because I could only imagine the look on my face right now. My cock was covered in our juices which had tinges of red and pink, which means she bled. “Baby, did you know you were still a virgin?”
She snorted and lifted her head to give me an incredulous look over her shoulder. I still hadn’t moved from my place behind her, so she was still pinned between me and the bed. “What’re you talking about?” I just shook my head because I didn’t have all the answers yet either, but I know what I felt.
“I’m gonna go run you a bath, don’t move.” I got down off the bed and ignored her moan of pleasure as she watched my ass as I walked away. My dick was all in, but he didn’t seem to know whether to be happy or scared at this point. He’s accustomed to pussy; he’s just not accustomed to one that’s so tight and deep and wet and fuck me I think I’m done for.
I turned on the water in the tub and went through her shit, looking for bath salts or something to add to it. I took my time going back for her because, the truth is, I needed a minute. I never had any intentions of fucking and leaving her; that was never part of the plan. But neither was whatever the hell my heart and soul were doing right now either. I’m pretty sure she’d just sucked my soul out through the hole in my dick.
By the time I made it back to the room, she was asleep, or more like passed out. My heart did some kind of squeezing shit in my chest that I have no recollection of it ever doing, and for a second, I forgot how to breathe. Right on the heels of that was an emotion so tender it almost brought tears to my eyes, but I refused to name it, not yet.
Why? Because these things don’t happen outside of a movie script. No one falls in love this easily or this soon. I ignored the voice in my head that told me my parents had done it because that was different. She sighed in her sleep, and her little cupid bow lips moved as if she were eating or talking and that feeling in my chest started up again.
“Come on, baby, let’s get you in that bath.” She scrunched up her face and mumbled something unintelligible. “If I leave you like this, you’d be sore tomorrow, babe; come on.” When she didn’t move, I lifted her myself and walked her into the bathroom.
She felt so good that I stood looking down at the water like I’d forgotten what I came in here for. I didn’t want to let her go. The thought almost made me drop her. I’d planned to put her in the tub while I took a shower, but since she was passed out, I wasn’t about to risk it, so I carefully stepped into the tub with her held safely against my chest and eased down into the hot water.
She didn’t even budge, just settled against me with her legs on either side of my hips with her pussy smashed up against my cock, which perked right up. She came awake when I slipped back into her, and I covered her mouth with mine before she could complain. “Go back to sleep.”
I kissed her brow and, with my hands on her ass, continued to rock gently into her as she cooed on my chest.
MACE
“OK, hold on, let me get the rest of him in you.” She looked a bit disappointed as if she thought she was being a big girl and taking all of me at once. I kissed her cute little pout as I rocked the rest of my cock into her until she had about half of it in her swollen snatch.
I’d broken every rule in the book, well, my book anyway. I’d spent the night in her bed and was still here long after the sun came up. Why, you might ask? Well, I’ve been giving it some thought in the middle of the night while she slept on my chest, and I think I’ve figured it out.
It’s like when you’re a kid, and you want the latest new toy, but you know your parents can’t afford it, so you tell yourself that it’s fine, you don’t need it, and make yourself accept that it is what it is, only to come downstairs Xmas morning or your birthday and that gift is the first thing you see. Yeah, it’s like that.
I’ve always been attracted to lush women, always, but for some fucked up reason, like I said, they wouldn’t give me the time of day. They either thought I was pranking them like I’m in middle school or some shit, or that I wasn’t in it for the long haul that it was just some kind of kink fetish on my end.
So now that I’ve finally got the girl, and what a girl she is, I kinda went overboard a little, and by that, I mean I gorged myself on her pussy. After sleepy sex in the bathtub, I’d lifted her out and dried her off before taking her back to bed. She was barely cognizant when I spread her legs and went down on her until she flooded my mouth with cream, then I was back in her again.
It went like that most of the night. I lost count of how many times I woke up in the night and rolled over and into her. And each time, she was right there with me, even when she was half asleep. I had her on her stomach with a pillow stuffed under her when she was too tired to help, on her side with me drilling her from behind.
I didn’t stop until my dick revolted and refused to lift his head again, the bastard. Then I used my tongue and fingers to get her off, and now here we are. We’d taken a shower together, both of us having to go to our respective jobs, and one look at her ass which she tried her best to hide from me in the daylight, and I took her down again after snatching the towel from around her.
She was hot and swollen, and I know I should leave her alone at least for a day or two, but my dick was on some other shit. He’d gone on a search and destroy mission all on his own, and her pussy was paying the price. There’s also something else, her pussy keeps defeating me. I keep telling myself and her that I’m going to put the beat down on her shit, and each time I last maybe half an hour if I’m lucky, especially if I fuck her doggie style.
Seeing her perfect ass bounce as she slams herself back on my cock just starts me shooting off inside her in defeat. That’s another thing; I keep forgetting to suit up. She’d mentioned sometime in the early morning that she’d just finished her period, and even knowing what I knew about her wanting a baby, I trusted her on that, don’t ask me why.
And besides, fucking her any other way but raw now would be like a caffeine addict suddenly switching to decaf. But you know what, fuck all the excuses, her pussy is the warmest silkiest shit I ever felt wrapped around my thirteen inches of steel. But I’m not leaving this bed until I put that shit in submission.
After I balled her and deposited, I don’t know which number load this was; I really had to go, and so did she. We got dressed, me in the clothes I wore the night before and she in some hot as fuck skirt suit that clung to all her curves with a silk blouse underneath that buttoned all the way up to the top, making her look like a prim and proper businesswoman until you got to the fuck me heels she wore that made her calves look amazing.
She’d done some shit to her hair that pulled it back off her face and left her sparkling eyes on display, and all the sex had added a glow that was hard to miss. I tongued her down on her front steps in front of her neighbors before walking her to her car, a cute little Miata in fire engine red that was just perfect for the kickass woman she is.
“Call me when you get to the office; let me know you reached okay.” She seemed shocked by my request, like no one had ever asked that of her before. “Problem?” For an answer, she squealed and threw herself into my arms. Oh yeah, I’ma have to double up on vitamins.
Steph
‘You is naaaasty!’ Ms. Kitty started as soon as I got behind the wheel.
‘What are you talking about now?’
‘I think he made some new rooms in here.’
‘What? That doesn’t even make any sense.’
‘You know when people buy houses, and they have those little itty-bitty rooms, and they knock down walls to make the rooms bigger? I think that’s what he did in here.
What’s that back there? Oh, shit, is that your womb? No wonder you couldn’t get pregnant before; it was hidden back there from that little bitty thing you used to be married to.’ Will she ever let me live that down?
‘I got you a nice one this time.’
‘And I thank you, now don’t fuck it up. Remember, we got a deal. You don’t fuck with my shit; I don’t fuck with yours.
By the way, what was that tsunami that came through here last night? It was white and thick and creamy.’
‘That was sperm, cum.’
“You mean the watery thing the other one used to do, trickle?”
‘Yeah!’
‘Get out. Well, that bastard went in every nook and cranny I have, let me tell you. Some’s still in there right now, hiding, like he’s waiting to jump out at something.’ Sometimes I wonder about Ms. Kitty.
I walked around all day in a semi-dazed state to the point that some of my staff commented. I lied and said I was a bit tired from working out, which caused a lot of raised eyebrows because everyone knows I hate anything to do with exercise and for sure won’t be doing it long enough or hard enough to cause injury, which I was walking like I had.
I’d called Mace as soon as I reached the office like he’d asked, and he’d actually answered and didn’t rush me off the phone or anything either. I was half expecting the brush-off, and instead, he made plans for us for that night. Nothing fancy, just dinner and back to his place, and before he hung up, he said, “pack an overnight bag,” and Ms. Kitty purred. She was ready for more cream, I guess.
All-day, I walked around on cloud nine, I couldn’t wait for the day to be over so I could see Mace again, and then I got the phone call. When my assistant told me it was my ex-mother-in-law, I couldn’t think of any reason that woman would be calling me. But years of ingrained conditioning had me picking up the phone.
“Hello!”
“I hear you’ve been making a spectacle of yourself, young lady. How dare you carry on like that while wearing our name?”
“Uh, actually, I went back to my maiden name after the divorce.”
“That is not the point. Everyone in this town knows you were once married to my son. It’s bad enough you’ve embarrassed him with this divorce nonsense, but now you’ve taken up with some stranger that no one knows about.”
By that, she meant my nosy neighbors on either side who have been keeping tabs on me for her since I moved in two years ago. I wanted so badly to tell her where to get off, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it, even as horrible a woman as she is and has been to me. All those years in etiquette training had muted me to the point that I actually get physically ill just thinking about telling her off.
Ms. Kitty, on the other hand, was not having it. ‘Is that the hag? Tell that bitch to jump. Tell her and her no dick offspring to kick rocks, hang up the phone; we have a date with baby daddy tonight, we don’t need old sourpuss mucking up the works.’
“Listen, I have to go.”
“What? I haven’t finished saying what I had to say.”
“I’m sorry, I’m really busy right now.”
‘Tell that bitch to yeet.’ I don’t know which of us hung up the phone on my ex-mother-in-law, but she was still squawking when I hit the end button.
Shit, I probably shouldn’t have let Mace kiss me on the front steps like that. I knew there was a chance….my phone rang again, this time on my personal line. “Nat, where the hell have you been all weekend?”
“Giiiirrrrlllll!” I knew from that one word and the way that she said it that she got her some.
“You didn’t!”
“Yes, the hell I did.”
“With the bouncer?”
“He’s not a bouncer; he’s the head of security for all of Mace’s businesses. Anyway, I’m just calling to let you know I’m alive. I’ve gotta run; I got a court case in an hour. Drinks this evening?”
“I can’t; I have a date with baby daddy.”
“Ooh, raincheck, and I want all the deets; we’ll compare notes.” She hung up the phone, and just that quick, my spirits were lifted. No way am I going to let Henry and his hagfish of a mother derail my future happiness.
And I am happy, so happy in fact, that I don’t remember ever feeling this way, ever. I’ve never had a man make me feel so loved, cherished, and adored. If a man has sex with you that often it’s gotta mean something, right. Only I wouldn’t know, because I’ve never had that with anyone before. I’ll remember to ask Nat the next time we talk, but I’m sure it’s gotta mean something.
