by Shelly Jones
“So, what are we doing today?” Miss Perfection asks me.
“She’s getting the full Brazilian.” My best friend kindly says.
“Yeah what she said,” I roll my eyes. “I’m going to hate you afterwards!” I smile at Reese.
“Ok, well clothes off from the waist down and I will be back in a few minutes.” She smiles at me and gives me a sheet to put over me.
“I feel like I’m at the fucking GYN office. Jesus!” I snarl and undress from the waist down and get up on the table and throw the towel over my waist.
“Well, I saw more of you then I cared to see for a while.” Reese giggles at me.
I start laughing, “Yeah, you’re welcome!” I stick my tongue out at her.
The woman comes back in.
“Have you done anything like this before?” She asks me.
“Um, nope can’t say putting hot wax on my goods has been high on my list of things to do.”
She laughs, “It’s ok.” She goes on and explains things.
“Yep, this is going to hurt!” I say under my breath. Reese comes and sits in the chair near my head. I grab her hand and hold on tight.
“You ready?” The woman asks.
“Yeah, sure.” I mumble. She puts the hot wax on the left side and I’m like ok, warm wax kind of feels good. The bitch puts the paper on top of the wax “1, 2, 3 . . .” and I hear a ripping sound.
“MOTHING OF BLOODING FUCKING HELL!” I scream. The pain, holy mother of fucking shit balls. The pain, I cannot see anything because the pain is so bad. “I’m going to kill you!” I snarl at Reese whose fucking laughing at me!
The woman doesn’t even give me time to catch my breath, she just keeps fucking going. “Are you serious?! Can I catch my breath?!” I shout!
No, the cunt goes like five more fucking times, then she lifts my fucking leg up and puts wax in cracks that shouldn’t have wax and removes the fucking hair there too. This woman I swear is Satan’s spawn or his bitch. She has no remorse and does not stop until she has every inch of your fucking hair gone. Like hair in my ass, is gone. I’m like smoother than a fucking baby down there and of course she’s ripped everything off of me that I can no longer feel anything down there.
“Sorry, I tend to just keep going until it’s done. People tend to chicken out if I pause.” The woman says.
“Yeah, well ok. I’m done right?”
She examines me and notices a few still there and rips them out.
“I should have taken a pain pill before you brought me here!” I look over a Reese who’s still laughing at me.
“Ok well you’re all done.” Miss Perfect tells me.
“Great.” I smile and sit up. She leaves so I can get dressed. “This is the worst fucking pain ever. I will never do this again. I don’t care how much he likes it and if he wants me to do it again, then the bastard is getting his nuts waxed!” I say getting dressed.
Reese doesn’t say anything but just keeps laughing, we walk out to the lobby together.
“How much do I owe?” I ask the girl behind the counter.
She checks and says “Oh, well it’s already been paid for. So you’re free to go unless you want to set up another appointment.”
I start laughing, “Um Hell no! And how it is paid for already?” I look over at Reese
“Gift cards, I wasn’t going to use them, so I figured I’d use them on you.” She doesn’t look at me.
I roll my eyes and shake my head.
We get back to her truck and she takes me back to my place, “Well, have fun tonight.” She says.
“Thanks, you too. And umm . . . Thanks for back there. I think . . .”
“You can thank me later after your date with Xander. I won’t expect to hear from you ’til Sunday.”
“You’re that confident that he’s going to like this?”
“Oh yeah.”
“Alright, well I’ll be sure to have him thank you then!” I giggle. I say goodbye to her and go into the house
I’ve been back at Mel and I’s house for a few days. Xander had things going on at the bar and I missed Mel, so I decided to come back here and stay for a little while. It’s been hell! I can’t sleep. I miss being in his arms at night, and waking up next to him. I just miss it.
Xander told me to wear something nice, but not a dress. We’re going out tonight, kind of like our first ‘official’ date. I have no idea what we are doing, where we are going, and I’m so nervous. Not sure why, it’s not like I don’t know him, but there’s just something about tonight that just seems different.
I decide on a pair of light blue skinny jeans, oversized white sweater with a purple tank top underneath and my brown boots that come just below my knee. Since I’m a new person underneath it all, I decide to wear my new purple lace cheeky panties and matching bra. Now that my hair has grown out a lot, I curl it and let the curls fall loosely, keeping my make-up done in neutral colors. I’m done except for one final piece, the moon and galaxy necklace Xander gave me.
“You look nice.” Mel says standing in my doorway.
“Thanks.”
“What do you guys have planned?” She asks.
“I’m not sure, he told me to dress nice, but no skirt. I really have no idea. What about you guys?”
“I’m not sure either, but I do know I have something to tell him.” She says and looks away from me.
“What’s going on Mel?” I grab her arm.
“I’m pregnant.” She whispers.
“Oh my god! Really?” I squeal.
“Yeah . . .” She says quietly, “I was so afraid to tell you with everything that you’ve gone through.” She wipes a tear from her eye.
“Mel! You don’t have to keep things from me. This is awesome news.” I pull her in for a hug.
“But with you losing the baby, I felt bad saying anything to you about this. I didn’t want to hurt you.”
“Jesus! Mel, will you stop! I’m healing, I’m moving forward. I can’t be hurt every time someone gets pregnant. I know my time will come, it just wasn’t meant to be this time around. I’m so happy for you and Scott.”
Mel starts crying and then I start crying, “Good, I really want you to be my baby’s godmother. Besides Scott, you are the most important person in my life and I really need you around.”
“Well good, because I’m always going to be around,” I wipe the tears from my eyes, “Wait, did you just ask me to be its godmother?” I let out a laugh, cry noise.
“Yeah, I did.” She laughs.
“Bitch, now I’m really going to cry!”
Mel and I hug each other when someone knocks on the door. “I’ll get it.” She says wiping the tears from her eyes. I try and get myself together. When she opens the door, Xander is standing there with a smile and it quickly fades.
“What happened? Are you guys ok?” He says rushing in.
Mel and I look at each other and start laughing and crying at the same time. “Yeah, we’re fine.” I smile at him.
“What’s going on?” He asks confused.
“I’m pregnant.” Mel simply says.
He looks at me, and then at her. He’s confused. “I was afraid to tell her, cuz I didn’t want to hurt her.” Mel wipes tears from her eyes.
He takes a deep breath, “Fuck, you two scared the shit out of me!” He lets out a breath.
“We’re fine.” I reply.
“Now you two need to get out of here before Scott walks in, he doesn’t know yet and with her looking like this, he’s going to think something is up.”
“Ok, you going to be ok?” I ask Mel.
“Yeah, I’ll be great. I love you! You two have a great night. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”
I giggle, “Well, that doesn’t leave us with much then.” “I love you too. Text me, call me if you need me. Ok?”
“We’ll be fine. I’ll see you tomorrow or whenever.” She hugs me and then hugs Xander, “Thank you for loving my cousin and for being a part of her l
ife and bringing her back to me. I owe you everything.” Mel says to him.
“You don’t have to thank me.” “You ready, Babe?” He turns to me.
“Yeah,” I let out a breath. I grab my purse, give Mel one last hug and we walk out the door. We get outside and I don’t see the bike or his car. “Where’s your car?”
“I had Blake drop me off so we could take your truck. It was my way of sealing the deal of you coming back to my place.” He smiles at me and pulls me into him. I can’t help but hide my smile.
“I take it you approve?” He says to me.
“Umm, Yeah!”
“Happy Valentine’s Day, Baby.” He leans down and kisses me.
I let out a small moan, “Happy Valentine’s Day. So where are we going?” I ask him.
“I got us two tickets to the hockey game tonight.” He says. It looks like he’s nervous.
“Shut up? Really?”
“Yeah, they’re Row A rink side seats. Is this ok?”
“Xander, this is perfect!” I kiss him.
“Oh thank God! I wanted to do something different and I took a chance.”
“You did perfect.” It could not get any more perfect than this actually.
“What do you feel like eating?” He asks me.
“This is going to sound weird, but I’m craving stadium food. Hot dogs, nachos, beer, everything that is bad for us, I want to eat it.”
“Could you be any more perfect?”
“What?”
“I’ve never known a girl like you.”
“Um, ok. Thanks, I think.”
“It’s good, Baby, it’s all good.” He opens the passenger side door for me and helps me in.
The game was perfect even though they lost 0–3. I honestly haven’t had this much fun since I moved here. We ate, we drank, we laughed, and we banged on the glass, yelling at the players. Xander held my hand through almost the whole game. We even made out a few times. This was the perfect Valentine’s Day for me. I couldn’t have asked for a better day.
We start walking back to my truck, “Did you have fun?” He asks me.
“This night couldn’t be more perfect! Thank you for all of this.” I lean my head on his arm.
“Night’s not over yet babe . . .”
“What? Xander, this is enough. You don’t have to do any more.”
“I know I don’t have to, but I want to. Besides, this is our first and last official first date and I want it to be one you’ll always remember.” He says with a smile.
It takes me a little while to catch on to what he says, “First and last official first date?” I say to myself trying to figure out what the fuck that means, and then it hits me. I smile and shake my head, and keep walking to the truck. We get to the truck and get in and head back to his place. The whole ride was quiet.
When we walk into his house, I’m surprised. There’s candles lit all over. I look back at him and he’s smiling at me. “How?” I ask.
He smiles and shrugs his shoulders. I walk deeper into the house and the candles keep going. There are sunflowers and daisies sitting on the kitchen table in a dark blue vase. “For me?” I ask.
“Yep,” He says quietly.
I turn to him, “They’re perfect. My favorite.” I grab the back of his neck and pull him into me and kiss him.
He pulls back and grabs the box by the vase and hands it to me. “Happy Valentine’s Day, Emily.” He says.
“I told you, the night was enough.”
“Just open the box.” He demands.
I open the black square box, and there’s a key. I look up at him confused, “It’s the key to my house . . .”
“Are you asking me to move in?” I ask him
“Yeah, I am. When you’re ready. I want this to be our home.”
“Baby,”
“Don’t say anything right now. You don’t have to do it right now, just whenever you’re ready. I’ve never wanted anything more than I want this.” He says softly. My stomach does flips. “I have no idea what to say Xander.”
“You don’t have to say anything. Just know that I am here.”
“Xander, how the hell did this happen? Five months ago you swore you would never be like this. You’ve gone from someone I had a crush on and you telling me you were wrong for me, to the guy who’s given me more than I could image having. You make me feel alive. You make me feel like I’m living in a fairytale.”
“Emily, I still think you’re too good for me, but I promised you in that hospital room that I was going to prove to you I’m worthy of your love. Even though I still don’t think I deserve you, I wake up trying to figure out how to be the man for you. I’m not perfect . . .”
I start laughing, “Xander how many times do I have to say this. You’re my right kind of wrong. You’re perfect for me, I know that.”
“And you’re perfect for me.” He says pulling me into him. “Dance with me?” He asks and he takes the remote off the table and plays the music. The moment I heard the song, I knew what it was. “Who You Love” By John Mayer and Katie Perry.
“This song is perfect for us.” I smile and wrap my arms around him.
“I know. That’s why I picked it.” He kisses me on top of my head.
Once the song is over, we break free. I walk over to the flowers and smell them, I turn and look at him, “So, are you going to make love to me or what?” I smirk at him.
He leans down and in one swift move, he’s holding me in the cradle position. My lips find his and I just attack his mouth, our tongues dancing together. We get into the bedroom and there are more candles lit. My eyes go wide, “This is beautiful,” I tell him in his ear.
“Not nearly as beautiful as you are, Baby.” He says against my lips.
He sets me on the bed and starts to undress me. He takes off my boots and socks while my eyes are wandering around the room soaking up this side of Xander that I’m not used to seeing.
After taking off my boots and socks, he leans in and kisses me hard. I reach up and start to unbutton his shirt. He finds the hem of my sweater and pulls it over my head.
He stands me up and I unbutton his jeans as he undoes my jeans. He takes my tank top off and I slip my jeans off over my hips. He does the same, but he takes off his boxers with them. Just then, I remembered about my appointment earlier today. “Miss Hayes, it seems as if you’re overdressed.” He says in a husky voice and licks his lips.
“What are you going to do about it?” I dare him.
He pulls me into his chest and undoes my bra in a matter of seconds. “Getting faster, Babe.” I laugh.
He leans down and attacks my breast and I start moaning, “Damn it Em, I love the sounds you make.” He says sliding his hands down under my lace panties. He pulls away and smiles, he looks down where his hand is at. With one eyebrow raised, he kneels down in front of me and pulls my panties down. “Fuck baby,” he whispers and starts to kiss me. He kisses the pubic bone and makes his way further down. I can barely stand. My knees are going weak. “Mmmm, let’s get you to bed, I need to get a better look at what you did here.” He stands up and walks me over. I lay down in the middle of the bed, naked, exposed. He hovers over me, not saying a word. He licks his lips and smiles. His eyes are hungry. I start to move my body under his gaze. “Damn it Xander touch me!” I beg. He smiles, but doesn’t say anything.
He takes his fingers, starting at my lips and moves down. “Wow, this is fucking hot.” His hand has my pussy cupped. he leans kisses my lips. “So fucking hot.” His lips wonder down my neck, kissing each breast, he kisses all the way down my body and I’m ready to explode, but every time I get on the verge, he stops. “I love you Emily.” He says and blows on my pussy sending chills down my spine. He takes his tongue and plunges it inside. “Damn Baby, you’re soaked!” I know this drove him crazy last time, so I grabbed my breasts and started playing with them, pulling at the nipples and kneading them. “Xander . . .” I let out a moan. “Fuck! I’m going to come.” I arch my bac
k and come undone. He slips three fingers inside me and starts moving in and out. I come almost immediately again.
He kisses his way back up to my mouth, “My turn.” I say pushing him on his back. He reaches over to the side table and hands me a package of Pop Rocks, “Only if you want too.” He smiles.
I gladly take them out of his hand and open the package. I bypass the whole kissing him and making my way down. I kneel between his legs, his cock fully hard waiting for my mouth. I dump some candy in my mouth and start sucking. I take him in deep and he moans. “Fuck, Em!” He closes his eyes and rubs my head. I pick up the pace, letting some teeth out and he moans louder. “Baby stop, I want to be inside you.”
Who am I to disagree, I crawl up to him and lay on his chest, “You, my, girl, give the best head.” He chuckles and rolls over with me on top of him and now I’m under him. I wrap my legs around his waist, he moves himself just right and he’s inside me.
“Oh Xander . . .” I moan into him.
“God I’ve missed you baby.” He says sinks in deeper.
We start moving, slow at first but he starts to speed up thrusting back and forth, “Faster Xander,” I say in his ear.
He gets on his knees, grabs ahold of my thighs and starts slamming me, taking himself out and slamming deeper in me with each thrust. I come, convulsing. My legs shaking, my whole body shaking. He pulls out and slams into me three more times and finally comes.
“Happy Valentine’s Day Xander.” I say out of breath. “We ain’t done yet baby.” He says in my ear.
And he wasn’t kidding, we had sex five more times that night.
He goes out to the kitchen and brings us each a glass of milk and a chocolate cupcake with red frosting and sprinkles on it. We sit in bed eating and licking frosting off each other. He puts the plates and glasses on the night stand and we lay down under the blankets. I’m lying on my back with him on his side looking at me. “So tell me, what made you do this?” He asks placing his hand on my bare pussy.
“My lovely best friend thought it would be a nice thing for me to do.”
“Well, remind me to thank this friend of yours.”
“Yeah well don’t get used to it. The fucking pain that came from this, I’ll stick to shaving.”