by Ruby Monroe
She moaned and groaned, hugged him and whispered into his ear. She expressed her ultimate pleasure. Then slowly, ever so slowly, like an abandoned feather, she floated back to reality with the warmest spectacular glow inside and out. She was huffing and puffing, trying to catch her breath while she truly enjoyed the afterglow.
They both experienced the most madly passionate and erotic sex, again and again. Each one climaxed several times before, totally exhausted, they rolled over, lying on their backs gasping for air, just trying to get sufficient oxygen in their deflated lungs.
George recovered first and kiddingly said through quick breaths, “Next … time … we’ll do it better.”
Ruby chuckled and responded with a mischievous happy contented grin that lit up her whole face. “It was perfect. I don’t how we could have done it any better. That was the best sex I have had in many years, maybe ever.”
George said, “I have an idea. Why don’t we give this hard-working soldier a name?” He pointed to his limp spent penis. This is when they decided to name it “Xmas,” because it delivered such delightful gifts, each and every time.
Ruby expressed her inner thought out loud: “What a great way to start my new life.”
They lay there wrapped in each other’s arms. They joked and laughed about the highs and lows of the day’s activities. Actually, there were no lows.
George noticed the bruises on her body and gently kissed them to make them better. They snuggled, holding each other close for most of the night. They both wanted and needed to be comforted by a kind and loving person.
“George, I have something to tell you. Jason, my ex had Herpes, and STD (Sexually Transmitted Disease). Just before I left he forced me to have unprotected sex with him. I have been tested and do not have it. I should have told you last evening but we were both so aroused I decided not to tell you then, but I feel like I should tell you. Just in case you developed symptons or want to get tested.”
“Thank you for your honesty. I will consider what you’ve confessed. The fact that you have been tested but tested negative for Herpes. I’ll make my decision later.”
George left very early in the morning. He had to go to his apartment for a much-needed shower and a change of clothing. Just before he climbed out of bed, he whispered in her ear, “I’m sure you have no idea how much I care for you. I enjoyed last evening so much.”
Sleepily she responded, “Me too.”
“Next time, I’ll definitely come prepared with fresh clothes for my sleepover.” He hadn’t thought to bring his toiletries with him. “I promise, next time I’ll be better prepared. See you at the office, my lovely.”
Ruby dressed for work and ate breakfast in the quiet but welcome loneliness of her new home. She had great memories this morning after that amazingly passionate evening with George the night before.
When Ruby arrived at work, the first thing on her to-do list was to inform her boss of her new status. Entering his office, she said, “Mr. Wilson, I wanted you to be the first to hear this. Not that I plan to make an announcement, but you know we have a very active gossip line here. The reason I wanted yesterday off was because I left my husband.” She paused for a moment to gather her composure, and then she continued. “My feelings are too raw right now to go into any details. So if we can just leave it at that for the time being, I would appreciate the space.”
Mr. Wilson was maybe 55 or 60 years old, 5 feet 8 inches tall and 140 pounds soaking wet. His clothes were at all times coordinated and nicely tailored. His meticulous salt-and-pepper hair was always carefully blow-dried like he had just exited a hair salon. He was well educated, and he knew his stuff when it came to human resources. In one conversation, he had told Ruby that this was his last position before he retired. He lived locally, and he would be there until the end of his career.
He raised his eyebrows questioning her statement but only asked, “When you can, I would appreciate knowing the circumstances.”
Ruby offered him a few small details, saying, “My husband is a monster. I have tried very hard and creatively to hide the evidence of just how abusive he has been for years.”
Mr. Wilson asked, “Do you need time to find a place or take care of any personal matters?”
“No, thank you. I moved into an apartment yesterday down near Falcon Mall. That’s what I did yesterday on my vacation day. I’m pretty well settled in, but it may take a few weeks to actually get used to being on my own and going home to an empty house every night. At least, I will be safe and free of him.”
“Well, you let me know if you need any help, anything at all,” he sincerely offered.
Ruby struggled to stretch her income and manage her expenses. She made large batches of a really healthy soup that lasted six or seven days. With her tight budget, these soups were her staple for several months until she got caught up with the expense of moving and making this new home her new home.
After work, she often felt uncomfortable going directly from work to home. She dreaded going into the deadly quiet lonely apartment. One of her solutions was to wander around the local mall window-shopping for an hour or so first. Finances were tight. Shopping for new clothes was out of the question. She had to keep reminding herself that this was a sacrifice worth making for freedom.
Another solution to help with the loneliness of going home to an apartment absent humans was to meet one or both of her sons for an inexpensive dinner. Once they got used to the idea of their mother living there, they would come for a meal at her new home. She learned very quickly to appreciate her new life. It was quite wonderful. There was no one to abuse her here.
She made some promises to herself:
•Never would she be a victim again.
•Never would she put up with crap from any man ever again.
•Never again would anyone confuse her with a victim.
Her knowledge became her power. Lessons learned became her power.
Her new power changed her and how she was treated by others. I’m in charge of myself, for better or worse, she vowed.
Jason phoned several times that week and for weeks thereafter, pleading with her to let him come and see her so they could make love.
“Love? You mean sex, don’t you? Well, forget it. It will never happen.”
“But Ruby, I still love you.”
Ruby, with disgust, emphatically stated, “I have no interest in having a relationship, sex, or anything else with you, so please stop calling me.”
He persisted with his bootie calls. Ruby got call display and let his calls go to the message machine. She never listened to his messages, just deleted them all.
Ruby believed that Jason didn’t want to cause too much trouble for fear he would push her too far and she might lay charges against him or write a tell all book and destroy him. Ruby certainly could cause him problems. Unfortunately she had no proof that would hold up in court.
Jason stalked a woman he had interest in. She wasn’t as timid as Ruby. This other woman laid a complaint against him. A judge sent him to jail for 7 days.
Ruby had put up so with much from Jason for so many years she didn’t care to see, hear or speak to him ever again. She was finally free of him and his abusive behaviour.
Chapter 26
1979 Continued
George and Ruby ate dinner together at her new apartment on her first free Friday night. She cooked a very special meal: chicken Florentine. It consisted of chicken breasts on a bed of spinach, covered with a delicious hollandaise sauce and then baked, covered, for about fifty minutes.
George brought the wine. He said, “Not only can I sleep over tonight, but we can have a lazy Saturday because I’m armed with my sleepover bag, and I don’t have Tammy this weekend.”
Perfect, thought Ruby. This evening will be even better than Monday because we both are more organized. We won’t have the first
-time jitters either. The sex was great Monday; who knows what’s next? She got horny just thinking about the pleasure she was certainly going to have that night. Maybe we could have a quickie while dinner is baking? Wow, with these tingles going on in my groin and vagina, I don’t think I can wait. I’ll never be able to sit still to eat dinner.
She smiled at George and said, “I can think of something better to eat, and it isn’t even fattening.”
“Me too.”
“George,” she said as she walked toward him. “I’m feeling like we should test Xmas and see if he’s still performing to our liking and then have dinner. We have time. We have all of the time we want.”
George leaned down and planted his mouth on her welcoming parted lips. “Oh, baby,” he said. “You’re reading my mind. I think I’m addicted to you. Yes, come with me.” He took her hand and led her down the hall and into their “love room.” She reached over and quickly pulled down the bedding. He gently lay her down on the fresh-smelling sheets. The lovers hurriedly fumbled as they undressed each other.
Buttons—why are they so difficult at moments like this? was the thought that flashed through Ruby’s mind as her hands shook from sexual excitement and anticipation.
George, with his immense heightened desire, was uncoordinated; he also fumbled. “Oh my god, my zipper is stuck,” he said as she pulled the jammed zipper, almost ripping off his trousers. They were aching to have their satisfaction and to give each other the best time of their lives.
Finally naked and writhing with desire, he mounted her and plunged his enormous cock into her moist vagina. Almost immediately, Ruby’s body and mind exploded. She was sure she saw fireworks at the height of her orgasm. George, now fully coordinated, climaxed in unison with Ruby. Breathing heavy and gasping for air, they rolled over and lay there trying to recover.
“Wow, that was fantastic—bloody fantastic” was his cry, as he had conquered his wild sensuous partner.
“Is it my imagination, or is it really getting more mind-blowing every time? Wow,” Ruby groaned, still enjoying the infamous aftershocks.
“I think you’re right, my lovely. If our sex gets much more powerful, I’ll have to get oxygen to keep beside the bed so I can revive us.” George was pleased with himself. “You know, I can honestly say I’m so glad I waited for you. You are an amazing lover. Thanks, my pretty lady.”
Ruby, with wobbly legs, grabbed a robe from behind her bedroom door and toddled off toward the kitchen to check on the baking food. “Dinner’s ready whenever you are,” she called down the hall.
George’s response was, “I’ll just take a quick shower. You can join me if you wish.”
“If I do, I might just as well put the dinner in the refrigerator until later. I think this time, I will shower when you’re done. I don’t trust myself in the shower with you. I’ll leave you a glass of wine to sip while you wait for me.” She knew better than to tempt fate.
They were so attracted to and infatuated with each other. They had trouble keeping their hands off each other’s bodies. The worse is at work—the no-touch zone, she thought. Some days my fingers just ache to touch him during coffee breaks or lunch.
It had become their habit to playfully tease each other during dinner. This served as their foreplay for the next romp in the sack.
George whispered, “I have a special present for you. When you’re ready, just let me know.”
Ruby reached over to his lap. Smiling, she seductively said, “You certainly do. I’m ready whenever you are. This is going to be a great dessert. Shall we move to the boudoir? We can have the dessert I prepared later. I very much prefer the dessert you have for us.”
They were clean from their earlier showers. They each carried their wine and headed to their love nest. With great pleasure, they once again feasted on each other’s bodies, this time in a more controlled and less frantic manner. She loved the pleasure his beautiful large cock gave her. She would suck and massage him until he felt like he would lose it and cum too soon.
George was fascinated with her full, succulent breasts. “Ruby, those hard nipples of yours are shouting to me, ‘Suck me, please suck me.’”
“Then do what you’re told,” she replied.
They explored every crevice of each other’s bodies, kissing and licking with delight, giving and receiving pure sexual pleasure.
Eventually, he plunged his huge erect cock deep, deep inside her primed vagina. Pure erotic earth-shattering desire engulfed them as they rode the crest of the wave to their orgasm and climax in unison.
During Ruby’s orgasm, it felt like the earth shook. Her orgasm was like a going up a roller coaster up … up … up … then she seemed to sit on top of the highest point, feeling wonderful and holding her breath … waiting … just waiting for that moment of intense magnificent pleasure to explode. The explosion made her whole body tense up with a shuddering orgasm. She floated in that wonderful place of glorious nothingness like a skydiver drifting through space. Then falling from the sky like a feather caught in a light breeze, she floated to the ground slowly … slowly … ever so slowly, drifting in and out … in and out of wonderful sensuality toward reality. Her whole body went limp while the good-feeling hormone, serotonin, flooded through her veins.
She tried to recover by panting to catch her breath. Her body tingled from the top of her head to the tip of her toes. She flexed her leg muscles. This amazing feeling, as expected, was always followed by pulsating aftershocks that took her up soaring like an eagle to the pinnacle and then down, and then up again and again, jolting her to her core and prolonging her absolute and complete pleasure. She was totally drained and numb all over. Her legs were weak. She wouldn’t dare try to stand up with such a light head and wobbly legs. They lay there contentedly holding hands and enjoying the joy they gave each other.
They made beautiful amazing love for quite some time. “Merry Christmas,” George said with his chest inflated as his ego took full credit for her colossal ecstasy.
Their appetite for each other was insatiable. Ruby secretly wondered if she was being rewarded for enduring the abuse from Jason until the boys had grown up and left home.
Chapter 27
Life Now A New Normal
Five days after Ruby moved out, her old next-door neighbour from the other part of their semi-detached house, Jenny, telephoned her. Once they got past the usual salutations and catch-up details of the big move, Jenny—eager to share her tidbit of gossip—said, “Ruby, Jason invited a lady and her children to stay for the weekend at the house. Her kids told me that Jason has been dating their mother for quite some time. The kids know ‘Uncle Jason’ really well.”
Ruby smiled and confidently said, “Jenny, thanks for the call, but she can have him. If she stays with him long enough, she’ll see the real person—the monster I’ve lived with for a very, very long miserable time. I’m free. Jason can do whatever he wants, just as long as he stays away from me.” Wanting to change the subject, she asked, “How are you doing?”
“I’m good—busy as usual. I’ve just been promoted to birthing nurse. Good job, but as usual, more evening, night and weekend shifts.”
“Congratulations, Jenny. You are so good at your job. Your promotion doesn’t surprise me.”
“I won’t keep you,” Jenny said. “I just wanted to tell you about his girlfriend.”
“I understand, and I appreciate the call. I’m looking forward to having you come to my new digs for a glass of wine or dinner.”
“Great,” said Jenny. “I look forward to keeping in touch with you. Thanks. Oops—patient calling. Got to take this. Talk soon.”
“Me too. Gotta go.”
Ruby disconnected the call. Smiling to herself, she thought, I don’t want to spoil my time with George, so I’ll save this little tidbit for later.
Matt and Joey were frequent visitors at her new apartment, somet
imes with their girlfriends. It was easier being an attentive mother when happiness was a daily state of mind. They constantly told her that they were pleased to see their mother free of her abuser.
Chapter 28
January 1979
Saturday morning was all about chatting and relaxing while enjoying a hot cup of java on the sun-filled balcony. Breakfast consisted of fruit, eggs and bacon, followed by a shower and more hot—oh so very hot—sex.
Once they recovered from their new ritual, George suggested that they spend the day at his place. It was more secluded, and they were less likely to meet anyone from work. They had to be careful, as both really needed to keep their jobs.
They both drove their own cars to George’s new apartment. That way, Ruby could leave on her schedule and go grocery shopping on the way home. She liked the sound of that.
This was Ruby’s first time seeing George’s apartment. She surveyed each of the rooms and thought, It is still very sparsely furnished. The bed we’ll make love on is a mattress on the floor. Classy! I wonder where Tammy sleeps now when she visits her dad. She saw that his clothes were still in cartons lined up along the wall. He does have an entertainment system—probably the most expensive item in the whole apartment.
She teased, “It doesn’t look like you cook much, as there’s only one saucepan, a coffee pot and a toaster. A set of dinnerware for four seems to be the full extent of your dishes.”
“It works for the limited entertaining I do,” he replied.