by Wood, Lauren
I was exasperated, and I hated the sound of my own voice and its hysterical tone. It was the last thing that I wanted to hear coming out of my own mouth. I hated the sound of it and I hated that after all of this time, Alex could still overwhelm me. My emotions were off the charts and I didn’t know how to respond to him. What was he doing here?
“I am not hounding you. I want to have a conversation with you. I’ve been wanting to talk to you about everything that is going on, but you have been avoiding me like the plague. How else was I going to be able to see you, but to force the issue?”
“We already did that. We had that conversation, remember? On the phone. It didn’t go the way you wanted it to. Men like you are used to getting your way and you’re trying to bully me into acting the way you want me to. I’m sorry, but that’s not going to happen.”
“It has nothing to do with that Betty. Let me talk. You just need to let me explain and have a say in something. All you do is cut me off.”
The problem was that if I let him talk, feelings were going to come, and it was all going to be a mess. I didn’t want that. I didn’t want to be the idiot that believed what he said. All it was going to do was upset me further and that didn’t seem like the thing to do at all.
“We already did that. Let’s just walk away while we are still civil. I really don’t want to argue with you Alex. I don’t think you know how upset you get me. Why can’t we just leave it as it was?”
I started to walk back to the building that I worked in and I looked behind me. He was still standing there, exactly where I’d left him. Then he was coming towards me with a purposeful look on his face that was hard to look away from.
Why couldn’t this guy stop playing with my head? I didn’t get the point of it, though I wondered if it was all because I’d told him no. Was I really just a conquest that he wanted to finish?
“Why are you still here Alex? Go back home to your wife and kid. There is nothing else for us to talk about. You aren’t supposed to be here, looking to hook up with someone. You’re married.”
“She isn't my wife anymore. She wasn't my wife then, but now it's official. And I am not going back without you. I have waited long enough. It is time for you to decide and I’m here to make sure that you make the right decision.”
I liked the idea that he was divorced, but there was still everything else. There was still the fact that he had lied to me about it and we were intimate while he was married. That wasn’t something I would have done if I would have known. I felt horrible about it.
“What does that matter Alex? You really think that it changes anything that you aren’t married anymore? Half of my point is the fact that you were married. There is nothing to say to each other.”
“Tell me that you feel nothing for me, even now and I will walk away for good Betty. I’m not trying to hound you, I just want to be with you. I want to see you and you have made it impossible to do it.”
He waited for me to answer him, but I knew that I couldn’t. I didn’t know what to say. It was one of those times that I wished I was a better liar because it would have made everything so much easier.
“It obviously doesn't matter what I feel for you. I don't know what happened between us, but I know that it was never going to turn into anything. How could it? We are so different than each other. You’re a billionaire for goodness sake who was married to a doll. I don’t even know why we are having this conversation really.”
“Betty, it doesn't matter that we are different. What matters is that you are the first woman that has made me feel something, anything. I fell in love with you and I haven't been able to stop thinking of you since. My daughter misses you and it’s not the same without you there with us. I got used to you being there when I got home, and I miss it.”
It was everything that I wanted to hear and more. But I knew that it could just be words. I wasn't sure why he was tracking me down if it wasn't the case but I no idea how it was all supposed to work from here. There was mistrust and still the fact that we were two very different people. It all seemed to spell disaster, but then why did I want to tell him yes?
“When did you get the divorce?” Yeah, that was really showing him.
“As soon as I realized that she was going to keep coming back and forth, I had to. It was never going to end. I was going to divorce her a long time ago. I don't know why I put it off. You made me realize how silly I was to stay married to her.”
He was walking towards me then and I was already getting nervous at how close he was. There was just something about him that made me tremble inside and even after all this time, that hadn't changed. It didn't seem like anything had changed was Alex at all. He was just as attractive and overpowering as he had before. Flashes of what happened between us in his hotel room flashed and I felt my face getting red from the memory.
Alex stopped in front of me and repeated the request. He was throwing down the gauntlet and I was not going to pick it up. What he knew was right. I couldn't tell him that I didn't care about him, because I did. Even if I didn't want to, it was not something that I could control. I had been trying for months with no real headway.
“I do care for you Alex. I really do. That is what has hurt the most. Knowing that I care for you and there's nothing I can do about it. My heart broke when I saw you with your wife. When I found out about Nicole, I didn’t know what to say or what to do with myself for a while. I was in shock.”
“I know. I didn't want that to happen. I know that I should have told you about her before, but Nicole was the last thing on my mind. I hadn’t thought about her as my wife for a long time. I didn't like to admit that I was married to her because it was such a farce. It has been over for a very long time.”
I wanted to believe him, and I had a feeling that what he said was true. It just seemed like all too much for him to come up with and for what? He was rich and gorgeous, he wouldn’t have to lie to anyone else.
“So, what do we do from here?”
“You know that it's up to you. I have been trying to make it very clear to you what I have in mind. I want you back in my life and back in my arms. It’s where you belong and I’m pretty sure that you know that already.”
I didn't have to look into his eyes to know that what he said was true. I did belong in his arms, because it was the only place that made me feel safe and loved. It felt like I was meant to be there. It was that simple.
Alex started to lean forward, and I didn’t even try to stop what was going to happen next. It was because I wanted it to happen. I had tried my best to get rid of him, from my life and from my mind, but like memory foam, I had molded to him and I wouldn’t mesh with anyone else. I knew him, and he was what I wanted most. No one else would do.
His lips pressed against mine and once again, time stopped, and my brain failed to work as well. I melted against him and I knew that this was the one place that I was supposed to be. I had fought it so hard, but this was where I was supposed to be all along.
I felt like I was back home, as crazy as that sounded.
Alex
The submission was clear and constant and threw me off a little bit. I had been battling with her for so long and I knew that there was nothing that I could do about it. Now she was in my arms, kissing me back with fever and when I realized that we were on the streets, and I had to get her somewhere private so that I could take advantage of her properly. This wasn’t the sort of place where I wanted this to go down, though I would have gone for it if it was my only option. I was that desperate to finally have Betty.
“Let’s get out of here Betty. I need to take you home, where you belong.”
She smiled and nodded. “Do you want to finish what we started.”
That was music to my ears. I’d been waiting a long damn time to hear it and it was about as good as I imagined it would be.
I pulled her down onto the bed on top of me. She giggled and straddled my thighs before I get her down for a kiss. Now that it was all out,
and we’d moved past it, Betty was a different person. She was back to the woman that I’d known for all that time before Nicole screwed it all up. It took a lot to get her here in my arms again, but her grinding on top of me as she whispered sweet nothings in my ear, was far more than I could have hoped for.
“Tell me Alex. I just want to hear it one more time.”
“I love you Betty.”
She smiled and then pushed down on the hard knot in my pants. Every second of so she was either move on or off of it. Her hips were in constant motion and I was gritting my teeth to stop from losing my cool. Betty had a maddening way about her.
“Why don’t we do this with clothes off?”
I wasn’t going to be able to wait that long. Quite frankly, I didn’t want to wait for the both of us to get naked. I knew that I wanted to take my time and tease her a little bit, much like I had the first time before we were interrupted, but it didn’t seem possible now. Not after all of this time had passed.
My lips wanted to lick and suck on her until she was ready. But she would be wet, and I knew that I was not going to have to do any of that.
“I have a better idea.”
Betty didn’t know what I was talking about until I lifted her up enough to unbutton and unzip and unleash the need that she was torturing beneath her. Her skirt came up, panties shifted to the side and when I dropped her back down on top of me, Betty slid down my shaft with an abundance of moisture.
I cursed, loud, while I heard her whimper and moan in the background. It was hard to hear anything when I was hearing the sound of my heart beating in my chest, blood pressure thumping in my ears. I was instantly finished.
She was magnificently tight and the instance of needing to come, rushed ahead of me. I had never gone so quickly, and I held myself off, holding her still, but I knew that a little bit got away. It didn’t diminish my need though, not at all.
“Are you done?”
I finally looked up and Betty was grinning at me. She was giving me shit and I thrust upwards to silence her. Betty’s eyes closed, and her head fell back. Her hips started to move. The grinding that she had done earlier felt so much better now. Now, I was deep inside of her, lovingly held by her wet heat as she slid up and down on my rod.
Grabbing her hips, I had to slow her down a bit to catch my breath. I was usually the one in charge, but I had been without her for so long and I waited this time without any release. Now, I was sure I was going to explode at any time, again.
“Why do you keep slowing me down?”
“Because I have to. You feel too good.”
Betty made a whining sound and squeezed hard around me. Suddenly she was choking my cock and her eyes rolled back in her head. It sounded like she was coming again, I focused on extended her pleasure and hearing the whimpers and whines a little bit longer. No matter how badly I wanted to join her, I knew that I had to go keep going.
Moving faster and focusing on the woman above me, I was able to suppress my own pleasure to watch hers. Now I wanted to see what was underneath her shirt. I grabbed each side of the button down and pulled it apart. I could see the two sides part like the damn red sea, bringing me to salvation. The buttons flew off somewhere, but I couldn’t worry about any of that at the moment. Her two encased globes were jiggling in my face.
They were encased in lace and I was able to jerk down the gentle fabric enough to make her tits spill out and her nipples became bear. I took one into my mouth and immediately started to tease the tip with my teeth, before suckling it in quickly, enjoying the way it felt against my tongue.
Betty groaned, and her hips stopped as I kept thrusting inside of her. The double feel of pleasure made her cry out my name, as fluid squirting onto me. I was covered in her desire and it was hard to deny how good it felt. Betty was getting so very wet, that it was hard for me to refuse her anything that she asked. I couldn’t think straight at this stage of it.
“Please Alex. I need a minute.”
I stopped thrusting upwards to give her time to breathe. I didn’t want to, at all, but holding her down as hard as I could and letting my thickness throb inside of her was almost as good as pounding her, almost.
Her hands were braced against my chest and she was trying to catch her breath. It was something that I would never forget, and the wait was excruciating, especially when she would clench me for a moment and whimper every so often. It was enough to drive me wild.
I couldn’t keep up the charade any longer and I pulled back and thrust deep. Betty moaned in the perfect way and I was able to get a sense of how close she was to a new end. Her third? I wanted to get her there, because I wanted to do the same. Every moment that I was inside of Betty, was agony and bliss, intertwined in a way that was hard to pull one or the other apart.
“Come for me Betty. I want to feel your insides quiver as much as the rest of you is.”
I felt her tremble in my arms and her legs were shaking as I held her up and planted myself deep. It was enough to get us both calling out in need. As soon as Betty came, doing exactly what I asked her to. I was unable to hold back any longer and I didn’t want to.
Letting it all go, filling her deep with my spunk, I motioned her down to me. Betty whimpered as I pushed deeper with the movement as she came closer, but then our lips met, and she’d sighed so contented against my lips.
“God, I have missed you Betty. I have missed the smell of you, taste of you, feel of you.”
She giggled and pushed back against my chest to sit up. Her eyes closed, and my heart stopped for a moment as her walls collapsed around my shaft. Cursing again, I tried to stop Betty, but she was already in motion, pushing me deeper and deeper with each pass. Betty was going to push past my limits, I could see it in her eyes.
“I’m not done with you yet Alex.”
Betty was a changed woman and my cock seemed to be a changed man. The things she made possible for me to do. Betty kept me up all night, asking for more and forced me to make up for lost time.
It was dark before we finally came up for air and I was amazed at the change in my mood. I had been bogged down with so much worry and grief and now everything was different. It was different because she was next to me.
Looking over at the naked body of the woman I had thought about for months, I didn't know what to say to myself. It all seemed to be surreal and I was sure that I was going to wake up from this dream. It was just too good to be true.
Betty must have felt me watching her because she started to rouse from her little cat nap and she opened her eyes, leveling their sleepiness towards me.
“What are you looking at?
“The most beautiful woman in the world.”
Betty flapped me off because she would never believe it. It was one of the things that I really liked about her. Betty really didn’t understand the sort of appeal that she had. She was the ‘girl next door’ vibe and it was far more appetizing than any other stereotype. Betty was easy going, but beautiful in a way that didn’t require make-up.
“You already got the girl, Alex. I am here, naked in your bed. You don't have to say that sort of nonsense anymore.”
I pulled her closer to me and kissed her. Sometimes I was just going to have to do that when she wasn't thinking straight. Betty really didn't understand what she meant to me and I was going to spend the rest of my life showing her just how much I needed her in my life.
Epilogue
Betty
“I just think this is too much Alex. She is turning ten, not sixteen and this isn’t her wedding. I have seen some of the numbers on the bills on the table. I think you went a little overboard. Surely you can see that.”
“You seem to forget that we have more money than most of the states in the country.”
That was always his excuse to me when he was being so extravagant, but I was trying to pull him back to earth. Ophelia would have liked it if we went and got her pizza and a movie. This was a bit too much, but my husband never did figure out how t
o use a medium setting. It was either low or high. There was no in between.
“Do you not think that she will love it?”
I looked around at the art gallery that was now in the living room. And in the kitchen. And three other rooms on the first floor, as well as part of the backyard. Alex had gotten together with all of the local talent, as well as a few of Ophelia’s favorite painters, to paint portraits of her. There were over one hundred of them and to be honest, it was like everything with Alex, a bit overwhelming.
“You know that she will, but that doesn’t mean that she needs all of this. You’re spoiling her.”
He didn’t disagree with me. Actually, he wasn’t even looking at me at all. I was trying to figure out what was on his mind, but he was looking towards the door. He didn’t look happy and he finally looked over at me with a frown on my face.
“She’s here.”
I didn’t have to ask who he was referring to. It was how he always referred to his ex-wife. While I didn’t care for Nicole all that much, I knew that there was going to be something that happened because she was here. The woman was like a hurricane of drama, but I knew that Ophelia would want to see her. She missed her and we were just going to have to brace ourselves for the whirlwind.
“Thanks for the warning.”
I could see Nicole moving towards my husband and I didn’t stay. I didn’t need to see her, and I trusted Alex with her. They had been over for a long time. I knew that now, but before, it was certainly a question. Now, I could leave without worry and that was a good thing, considering how damn snarky she was. I was almost always the target of it.
Passing Ophelia coming down the stairs, I told her that her mother was here. I also gave her a hug and told her to have a happy birthday. She was about to see all of the paintings and I really wished I wasn’t wussing out. I wanted to see her face.