by Amy Brent
Medicine. Antibiotics. Holy shit. That hadn’t even occurred to Brie when she was taking the medicine and what it would do to her birth control pills. It stopped their effectiveness and Jimmy was still fucking her when she was getting better and on the pills. She dropped the knife that she was using to cut fruit for a salad for a BBQ with Marie and her husband along with Kat and her new boyfriend. “Are you okay?”
“I need some water,” Brie told her as she went for a fresh glass of ice water. She sipped it and returned to her job as her stepfather entered the kitchen from a morning at his office in a meeting. He smiled at the women, and Brie noticed a gleam in his eyes as she felt her stomach twist.
She made it through the meal by the pool though she denied any drinks. Jimmy informed Kat and her boyfriend that they got the pool house that night with the summer cocktails that they were consuming even as he cast a worried glance at Brie. Jimmy was following her inside as the other couple made their way to their beds for the night, drunk and laughing. “What’s wrong?” His voice sounded laced with concern, and she took a deep breath before she turned to face him.
“I was on antibiotics this summer, baby. I didn’t think to use condoms and…I am late by a couple of months.” Brie slowly admitted as she stared at him. She had just called him baby, and that hit her harder than the words that explained her situation.
“We need to test,” Jimmy told her as she nodded. He looked thoughtful for a moment before he urged her upstairs to his room with his hand on the small of her back. “I have some here. Let me check to see if they’re good.”
Brie sat on the bed as the realization of why he might have some hit her and he went to look in the bathroom. “Did I almost have a sibling?” She asked as he came back into the bedroom holding a box in his hand.
“There was a scare once. Here, use this. It’s still good.” Jimmy rushed through his sentence, and she took the box with shaking hands. “I think it’s easy to do.”
Brie went through the motions behind the closed door as everything hit her. Pregnancy. Stepfather. This was a bad movie, and she set the stick on the counter as she pulled her shorts back on and sat on the floor. Jimmy tapped on the door, and he moved to sit beside her as a tear slid down her cheek. “I am so sorry. You didn’t want this.”
“Nothing is final yet.” Jimmy took her hand and stroked it softly. “I want to tell myself that this is wrong. I want to know that I am older than you, and you deserve someone young and in the same part of life that you’re at.” Jimmy sighed. “I want to feel the need to go back to a different woman every night, but I did that to work you out of my system. I did that, and it got me here, and I don’t want anything else.”
“I want to tell myself similar things, but I have fallen in love with you, Jimmy. I am scared to death right now, but I love you so much.” Brie softly admitted as she looked up at him.
“I love you too. I am sure that I am going to hell for what I’m doing, but I love you and I kind of like the idea of a baby. I never wanted that before, even with Nat. I was all about business and taking care of the two of you, but there’s something more here.” Jimmy was almost thinking out loud as he glanced up. “Is it time?”
Brie sighed and stood up to pick up the stick and look for the word that told them what their future was.
PREGNANT.
“Holy shit. We’re having a baby.” Brie said as Jimmy stood and pulled her into his arms. They stayed in his room, talking and making love until Brie thought it better to go back to her room.
She knew that there would be a lot of judgment on the choices that they were making, but Brie prayed for some support along the way as she curled up under her covers and closed her eyes. Brie apologized to her mother in soft whispers as she stared at the picture of the two of them from a BBQ. She heard something across the room, and Brie looked over to see another picture had fallen over.
She got out of bed to see that it was one of her mom holding her as a baby. Brie frowned. There was no way that it would have just fallen with the weight of the frame and the lack of air in that corner. “Is that you showing me your approval?” Brie whispered as she set it back up. She returned to bed and fell into a restless sleep as she mentally prepared to tell Marie and her friends what she was planning.
CATCHING UP WITH DADDY
Chapter one
“I don’t know why are you are being so stubborn, Penny. You knew that eventually that I would marry again and for you to show me this kind of disrespect only makes me painfully aware of the fact that our relationship is never going to be the same. You’re coming home and I was hoping that meant that we were going to mend some fences. I want you to meet my husband and it might’ve been a whirl wind courtship, but we feel that this is the right decision for the both of us. I want him in my life and I won’t let you do anything or say anything to the contrary to ruin what I have with him.” My mother was notorious for shacking up with just about anybody that had two pennies to rub together.
“I will do what I can to make nice, but I’m not promising anything. I was mistaken and I don’t think that I will be there for the next five days.” I decided after hearing about her nuptials that shortening my trip was best for me. The visitation that I would have with my mother would hopefully allow me to leave without saying something that I would regret. I had a new job lined up and I was ready to start this new chapter in my life.
“It’s just as well. He’s away on business and the money that he has doesn’t come without long hours and trips. Did I mention that he’s a billionaire and his work in real estate has amassed him some kind of respect amongst his peers? I wish that I had a photo to send you, but I guess you will see him when you see him. You both should be arriving at precisely the same time.” I was glad for the reprieve and this impromptu road trip to various small towns would keep me occupied long enough to realize that she was besmirching my father’s name.
I was a girl with a long memory and my father might have died, but he was still very much in my mind and in my life. I had that gold locket around my neck and the picture of him with me on the other side was a good reminder that I would always have him in my heart.
“I think that you’ll find that I will never accept any man in your life that isn’t my father. Besides, we both know that you are a consummate gold digger. It would be one thing if I believed that you were in love, but to sleep with him just for his money is deplorable. You should be ashamed, but I know that you’re not. You never had to work a day in your life and you’re not going to start now.” I didn’t mean to be that defensive, but she really did know how to push my buttons in just the right way to elicit the kind of response that would have us arguing.
“I really don’t want to get into this with you young lady. You’re my daughter if you’re not careful, I will make sure that none of his money ever lands on your doorstep. Think about that very carefully and money may not buy happiness, but it sure goes a long way.” I hated to admit that she was right, but my collection of shoes was rapidly getting out of control.
“I’ll be home in five days and we can continue this discussion when I arrive. This guy better not be the same as some of those other guys that couldn’t keep their hands off of me. I had to scald one with a pot of hot water to get him to stop leering at me with more than a passing interest. I kicked one in the nuts and broke ones finger for even trying to touch my ass.” I thought that I heard a snicker on the other end of the line and that was the final straw. I slammed the phone closed, fuming mad and not paying attention to what I was doing. I went to the side of the road and I hit this huge pothole that made the entire truck bounce back and forth on the road after I got control of it again.
I saw the makings of a small town up ahead and I decided to exit the highway in hopes of some suitable lodging for the evening. I found a very dilapidated garage that still had its lights on. I stopped the truck and I knew that it had something to do with the suspension and the last pothole must have broken something quite severe
to cause this kind of damage.
I had on a pair of blue jeans and they were cut perfectly like they were made for me. My young innocent 19 year old ass projected nicely from the back giving me the kind of caboose that would have most guys clamoring to pant after me like dogs. The denim shirt was tied at the middle and my flat midriff was perfectly staged to show that I was no stranger to working my body into a frenzy. I might’ve been only 19 years old, but I had an old soul that you could see in the windows of my eyes.
“I don’t know what to tell you. It’s not like I’m some miracle worker. I know that you’re my cousin and all, but you need to realize that parts for that kind of car are not going to be easy to attain. I’ve already made some inquiries and I’m having that part sent here by morning. In the meantime, you’re going to have to find some place to stay. There’s no way that you’re staying with me and Mary. She hates you and she has every reason to after those very explicit photos that you sent of my bachelor party. You know that it took me almost three days after the wedding to finally consummate our marriage.”
“Earl, I just wanted to show you what you were missing and I suppose I should have thought about your future instead of just a good time.” I knocked lightly on the door and cleared my throat, so that my entrance was not going to make them jump out of their skin.
“What can I do for you? I’m just about to close up for the evening, but for a pretty thing like you I will try to refrain.” He had greased covered coveralls, but he seemed to be pretty handy with a wrench and that was exactly what I was looking for.
“I think I broke something on my truck.” He motioned for me to bring it into the garage and then he took it up on the lift and gave it the once over with his buddy hanging back and watching intently.
“I can fix it, but I’m going to have to have the part sent to me. It won’t be here till morning, but there are several vacancies in the motel down the street. I’m sure that Angel will be very happy to show you. There’s also a nice little diner and it’s mostly a greasy spoon, but you can get a pretty fair hamburger. Nothing else is edible, but they are known to cultivate their very own beef from local farmers in the area. You’re not some kind of vegan are you?” I was at one time, but the attraction of a juicy piece of hamburger or a steak barbecued to perfection was hard for me to ignore.
“I like hamburger like anybody else does.” I don’t know why, but I was watching this man intently and I wasn’t talking about the mechanic.
“I just remembered that I’m not going to be in the shop. I have an overdue fishing trip. I’ll be gone for five days.” I couldn’t stay here that long, but the truck was in no shape to go anywhere without causing me undue harm.
“Earl, you don’t have to worry and you know that I’m the one that taught you everything you know. Being in the Marines, I learned what it took to put things back together again. Leave me the keys to the shop and I’ll be happy to fix her truck with no cost to you.” I wasn’t sure that I liked this arrangement, but I had very little time to raise an objection before Earl was passing over the keys.
“He’s right. He did teach me everything that he knows. He’s probably better at this stuff than I am anyway.” I wasn’t sure if he was just saying that to get out of being made to show some kind of responsibility instead of taking that fishing trip. “Come back in the morning and my buddy will set you up and have you on your way before you know it. I’ll even wave some of the fee and it’s the right thing to do.” I thought that was mighty neighborly of him, but for him to do that for a complete stranger showed just what kind of hometown values I had been missing. I agreed to their terms, pulling at my hair which was a short blond cut. I had an apple bottom and a pair of breasts that were more than a mouthful on a 5’4, 120 pound lithe frame.
The guy that was going to work on my car had these pair of sunglasses that were mirrored and made it very difficult to see the intention behind his eyes. The open shirt showed a white tee shirt and the black pants was a little unusual for a man that was rough around the edges. The belt alone was custom made and had this Italian craftsmanship that you didn’t find here in the states.
“I can give you a lift down to the diner and the hotel is just across the street from that. I’m staying there myself and I have some business to conduct in the early morning that needs a very delicate touch. I have my eye on a certain parcel of land that I plan to develop it into something of a resort. Through the trees is a beautiful lake. It’s taken a lot of time to convince the previous owners to give up their legacy, but there is always a price for everything.”
“Didn’t he just say that you’re going to have to wait for the part to come in for your car to be fixed?” He stopped and slapped himself across the forehead. It was obvious that we were going to have to walk the couple blocks down to the diner.
“I guess we’re both in the same boat.” He went to his car inside and that he locked up for the evening with my truck currently in the second work bay. We walked in silence and there were moments that I had to stop and look at his tight ass in that black pair of pants and wonder if I could find some way to make them come down a little.
I swallowed hard and envisioned the way that his hips would flex, as he gave me what I’d never had before.
Chapter two
“This place might be a hole in the wall, but their hamburgers are to die for.” I wanted to argue with him, but with my mouth full of this delicious meat, it was hard to say anything disparaging about a place that really looked like it had been in the throes of better days. The atmosphere was of a roadside stand and the people were the kind that knew the value of a hard earned dollar. I couldn’t say the same thing for my mother. I often thought that she got pregnant with me to trap my father.
“I have this compulsion to talk to the chef and inform him that he is doing one helluva job. He shouldn’t be cooking here and there are places in the city that would gladly snap him up in a second just for these hamburgers alone.” I saw the billow of smoke coming from the kitchen and I saw somebody in behind that smoke, but they were distorted and made it difficult for me to praise his virtues. I sat there eating that hamburger and stripping him of every piece of clothing one at a time in my mind. I could see his chiseled chest and the way that his hips tapered into that V that would have most women crying out in passion on the release of an orgasm that was currently building up inside.
I had to purposely move my fingers into the waistband of my jeans. I touched the wet material of my panties and I knew that his presence was currently making me very uncomfortable in a good way.
He was older than me and could’ve been my father, but there was no way that I could have these kinds of feeling for my father. There was that flicker of a flame. A brief understanding and the exchange of glances that we were sharing made me believe that he was thinking the same thing. He was a total stranger and yet I was thinking about sleeping with him and giving him the purity of my body.
“I know the chef personally and I can have him come to your table.” I heard him saying something, but my main focus was the way that his chest was falling with each breath. I could see the way that his shirt was pushing out against the muscle of his obvious well defined hunky body.
“That would be nice…so very nice.” I wasn’t even talking about the meal and certainly not about the chef. I had my eyes on a certain dessert that would be most at home inside my mouth. I wanted to taste his seed and to drain him of all of his bodily fluids in one mad dash to the finish line inside that no tell motel across the street. I envisioned him planting his tongue deep inside me and then drawing out the conclusion of our union with sharp thrusts of his hips against me from behind. He would be slapping my ass and pulling my hair like a dirty little girl. I wanted him, but I had no idea how I was supposed to profess those feelings without looking like some sort of slut.
“I’m sure that he would have no problem hearing from a visitor to this town about his prowess in the kitchen.” The only prowess that I was looking
for was the way that he was going to make me squeal with a certain delight that came from an orgasmic offering. He motioned for the chef and he came out and actually wiped his hands on his apron.
“I never thought that I would see you here again. When you left after graduation, I saw you as a rising star and one that was going to leave this no nothing town in your rearview mirror.” It was obvious that they knew each other and that coming from this town was something that they had in common. He had close cropped dark hair and standing at 6 feet and 200 plus pounds was more than this diminutive little frame could take.
“Hank, I want you to meet a friend of mine. She’s only here for the night, but she wanted to personally thank you for your efforts in the kitchen. I don’t think that it comes as a big surprise that she found your hamburgers to be delicious.” I wanted to say that it was the best thing that I’d ever had in my mouth, but I was thinking that maybe there was something else in this diner that might surpass that. “She might even show up for breakfast tomorrow morning. You do have a hearty kind of breakfast that sticks to the ribs.” Hank shook my hand and I told him that he was wasting his talents, but he said that he was never going to leave what he considered his family.
I drank my coffee and continually looked over the rim of the cup to see that he had undone one of the buttons on his shirt. It wasn’t much, but it was certainly enough to stoke those fires just a little bit more than what they already were.
“You have been a welcome company. A stranger is someone that you haven’t had the fortune to meet. It’s all about being in the right place at the right time.” I had purposely undone one of my buttons and leaned forward let him see the ripe melons that could be his if he played his cards right.