by Angela Blake
Griffin was losing his cool. His breathing was coming in short bursts and the girls could him curling his fingers into fists. “You both better shut the hell up because I’m getting really pissed. You both better be grateful I haven’t smacked you up yet and thrown you in my barn. I’d tie you both down and fuck you until the goats cry.”
Julie just laughed when she realized Griffin pretty much cemented her next response. “Oh, so when you don’t have girls to screw you just settle with the goat? That must be really hard though because I heard you need a big cock to make an impact with bestiality.”
Melissa caught on and chimed a shot of her own. “Do you only fuck goats or do you settle with cows, horses, and pigs?”
“You’re a pig,” Griffin told Melissa. He was starting to get defensive and the alcohol was clearly affecting his speech. He was slurring more now and each sentence was slower than the one before. “I-I’d make you oink when I blow a hole in your ass and spill my cum on your face, slut.”
Julie laughed out loud. “Sweetie, you can call us anything you’d like but it still won’t make your cock any bigger. Don’t worry though, I’m pretty sure Bessy the sheep will bleat for you just the same when you stumble on home later.”
“Why you little smart-ass,” Griffin was mad – really mad.
“You started it,” Melissa pointed out. “My friend here was hoping to find some love and attention and we were thinking you could be the one to give her all that. You fucked it up when you started insulting Jules.”
Griffin looked honestly taken aback. “I’m the one who insulted her? I was just telling her the truth. She has to calm down, admit she’s a horny slut which is why she’s in a dump like this looking for cock like mine, and let me do my thing so we can both be happy.”
Smack!
He didn’t even see it coming. Julie recoiled her fist from the pain of the impact but the damage was done and when Griffin got to recover they all noticed her punch had broken his nose. Blood was seeping down his right nostril.
“What the fuck?” Griffin exclaimed in both confusion and pure wrath. The other patrons nearby were suddenly staring their way. Even the barkeep was keeping an eye on Julie, Melissa and Griffin in case this would erupt into a full-on bar fight. Of course there was going to be one.
Griffin rushed forward and raised his hand in a fist. Shouts erupted from all corners of the bar as it looked like he was about to slam his fist against Julie or Melissa. The latter shrieked in fear but Julie was as calm as she had ever been.
Julie took the initiative though and before Griffin could even walk up to her to retaliate she took her bottle of beer and slammed it down across face. Glass shattered and the tall, muscular cowboy fell to the floor. He was wounded but still conscious.
“Dude, you should go,” another male voice suddenly chimed in. Julie recognized it immediately and turned around to see Chace standing by the bar, right beside Melissa. He walked over to Griffin and grabbed his hand to aid him up on his feet. “Clean yourself up, you look pathetic man.”
Chace then handed some cash to the barkeep. “Here. This is for the trouble and to make sure your bouncers keep this guy out of here.”
“Sure thing, just make sure to keep a hand on your friend there too,” the barkeep replied. He eyed Julie with a cautious stare before he took Griffin and aided him into the bathroom, along with a bouncer.
“Chace?” Julie asked as she stared at him in wonder. She took a look around and then told the rest of the patrons, “Hey! Show’s over folks, get back to your fucking drinks!”
“Hey, calm down,” Chace tried to soothe her as he approached. He then turned to Melissa. “Thanks for calling me, by the way.”
Julie turned to Melissa with her jaw dropped low. “You’re the one who called him here?”
“Yeah, I texted him almost immediately after we started hooking up with Griffin,” she explained. “I mean, come on, Griffin looks like a crazed pedophile or something.”
Julie bit down to hold in her frustration. She’d just have to speak with Melissa later. Right now, she had to discuss everything with Chace. If he was here then it was very likely that Melissa told him why they were there in the first place.
“H-hey, can we have a minute or two?” Julie asked Melissa.
Melissa took her drink and nodded. “No problemo, kiddo. I’m the one who called him anyway.” She then headed out and moved over to the bar counter. Julie watched as Melissa struck a conversation with the barkeep and another girl.
Julie then turned over to Chace, who had taken a seat beside her and ordered himself a bottle of light beer. “Chace… I’m sorry for leaving like that. I must have seemed like such a pompous little bitch.”
“It’s okay. Melissa explained everything.”
“What does that encompass?”
Chace smiled, “It includes the lingerie and all that came with it. She also gave me a heads up about how you feel. I’m sorry about all that nonsense. I didn’t mean to make you feel ignored and unimportant. This is all my fault.”
Julie shook her head, “No, it was my fault too. I was being unreasonable. I was expecting too much. We just got back together and I was slipping back into the habit of controlling everything – your schedule, your free time. All of that shouldn’t be gripped so tightly.”
Chace shook his head, “No. Julie, you’re doing it all over again. You’re taking too much of the blame. It’s my fault too. I was getting too comfortable having you with me again and I didn’t realize that we can’t just settle back in the routine we had before. It was that routine that pushed you away in the first place and it almost pushed you away again tonight.”
“Cheating is cheating no matter how we put it. I cheated before and here I was about to cheat again.”
Chace suddenly reached forward and hugged Julie in tightly. “I forgive you for everything, Jules. You just have to forgive me too and yourself. We need to get back on a clean slate.”
The warmth of his embrace reverberated through her body and she melted right into his arms. For the longest moment she just rested her head on his chest and enjoyed the beauty of their union. It has been a very long time since she had this luxury.
When she was finally ready to talk she looked up at him and first asked the nagging question that has been bugging her for days. “Wait, does this mean we still have to practice for that Christmas reunion party? I already have my Christmas gift for you, if you’re willing to accept it a second time around.”
“I didn’t notice it the first time so I’m definitely looking forward,” he answered with a wicked spark in his eyes. She could see he was excited to explore their kinks together. “Now I’m curious. How would you look if I put you back in that lingerie, cuff your hands and gag your mouth, and then take you while we’re facing a big mirror in the bedroom?”
“Shut up,” Julie told him sheepishly. “You’re not supposed to turn me on right now, Chace. I’m drunk and I just got into a bar fight.”
“Those are the two ingredients to getting wasted and horny,” he replied jokingly. “I think you’re ready for some love and affection.”
“You do know Melissa is still here, right?”
Chace chuckled and planted a warm, wet kiss on her lips, the kind that was both intoxicating and addicting all at the same time. “Yeah but let’s kick her back home. I want to keep you all to myself right now. I owe you that.”
Julie wasn’t one to argue. They finished their drinks and headed over to Melissa by the counter.
“You too look like you fixed everything up,” Melissa said with a big smile. She was beyond drunk at this point. “See? Not everything has to be like in Mean Girls. You can survive without turning into Regina George every five seconds into a relationship.”
“Yeah, Mel, we need to kick you out,” Julie told her friend flat-out with no introduction or warning. “We’re drunk and horny and it’s the Christmas season so you know what we got to do.”
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Melissa guffawed and she dug into her pocket to pull out her credit card. She paid the barkeep for her drinks and then turned back to Chace and Julie. “Fuck you all. It’s a good thing I called Ned to pick me up because I don’t think I can freaking drive right now. By the way, when you do it like rabbits expect a bunch of mini-me’s to pop out of your belly. That’s how children are made, okay, not from factories in China.”
Chace laughed and wagged a finger at Melissa. “You know we’re prepared for anything. Now, are you sure it’s okay we leave you here? Apparently little miss sunshine over here has some lingerie and cuffs and we definitely don’t want to miss on that performance.”
“Yeah, I’m fine,” she answered. “Ned will be here in about fifteen minutes. Go, have fun, make it hot in December.”
“Thanks honey,” Julie told Melissa as they kissed each other farewell. Chace gave Melissa a hug before he then took Julie by the hand and walked her out of the bar and into his car.
“You know, by the way, you really know how to smack a guy,” Chace told her as he unlocked the doors. “That’s the second time now that I’ve come to help you only to discover you’ve already beaten the son of a bitch before I could even throw a punch.”
She laughed and hopped into the car. “Let’s not do it in the back of the car this time. I want you to appreciate what I have.”
“It’s a good thing I brought it all with me,” Chace said as he got inside and opened the glove box and pulled out the brown bag. Inside it was everything Julie put on previously to seduce him back in the house. “Come on, let’s give this one more try.”
“Just waiting on you, captain,” Julie told him and with that he started the car.
Chapter Ten
“Captain wants you to look up here while you suck.”
Julie, naked and on her knees, raised her gaze as she opened her mouth. She slowly devoured his thick and throbbing member. She lubricated it well and lathered it with her tongue before she dipped and bobbed her head so it could thrust in deep to the back of her mouth and into her throat. Whenever she’d go as deep as she could, Chace would press her head down and hold her there until she’d nearly gag. He’d then slide his cock out momentarily, giving her just a bare moment to catch her breath, before plunging his flesh right between her sweet and soft lips. Whenever she’d try to reach out, either from a strong push of ecstasy or just plain shock, she couldn’t. The pink, furry cuffs kept her hands locked behind her back.
“Very good,” Chace praised her as he started plowing his cock into her mouth in a faster, jerkier rate. Soon enough he had to pull his cock out and stroke it with one hand until he spilled his load in her mouth and all over her face.
Hungrily she flicked her tongue about to catch as much cum as she could. She swallowed all of his fluids that dripped into her mouth and relished the joy of bathing in what was left.
“Babe, fuck me, please!” she begged of him. “Chace, babe, I need to feel you in me. Oh God, I need to your cock inside me.”
They had been at it for three hours now. Both were exhausted. Both were hungry. It was nearly breakfast time yet here they were in his bedroom still banging like a couple of excited rabbits.
Of course, no matter how tired they were, there was still time and room for more. Chace simply smiled back down at her and she could see the naughty glint still shining in the corner of his eye. She knew he wasn’t going to let her down.
Click!
Chace unfastened the locks of the cuffs and then threw them across the bedroom floor. He then summoned all his strength to pick her up and carry her back to the edge of the bed. She giggled with glee and lust all the way there and it was then that she noticed he positioned her right in front of the mirror.
“Merry Christmas,” he whispered into her ear before he lay down, back to the bed, and welcomed her to take her position on top of him. With her on top, she’d have full control and it was a feeling she hadn’t had ever since they first broke up years ago. Everything had now come full circle.
Slowly she took position and for a moment she felt a moment of unease and agitation. As she got up on his lap she couldn’t help but stare at her reflection in the mirror. It was the first time she ever got a good look at her own body while in the midst of having sex. To her surprise, the sight of this only turned her on even further.
Julie reached down and grabbed his cock. It was so alive in her hand but she only held onto it long enough to guide it up into the moist and warm pussy that ached for it. She let out a soft, long moan as it thrust its way up and through her tunnels, burying itself in as deep as it could go.
“That’s it babe,” Chace whispered as he grabbed her tits and gave her nipples a tight twist that made her squeal in pleasure and shock. “Grind it like you mean it. This one is for you.”
It sent chills down her spine each time she moved. His member was so thick and so long that each time she would grind her hips against his she could feel the monstrosity of his flesh break through her very soul. Soon enough, however, she was getting more and more addicted to the sensation she got with each jolt between her legs.
“Hmm, right there, o-oh God!” Julie exclaimed uncontrollably as she started gaining the momentum to hit her climax. She then began to grind even faster and faster, hurriedly trying to build her orgasm towards the anticipated crescendo that would send her through a valley of release and relief.
“Come on babe, take it!” Chace then grunted out as he began to synchronize with her movements. He began to thrust his way in deeper into her, further sending her whole body in a rush of adrenaline.
“I-I’m cumming, I’m cumming!” Julie began to scream in pleasure as she felt the orgasm build inside her gut. In another moment she let it go and the release sent shivers down her back. She started to shudder until eventually her juices ran down and covered Chace’s hips.
Julie collapsed and relaxed her head on his chest. Their breathing got in sync and for a good five minutes she was able to just shut her eyes and breathe in the beauty of the moment.
“Thank you,” she whispered softly into his ears. “Thank you for giving me another chance.”
Chace caressed her back and slowly combed his fingers through her hair. “Babe, I told you a long time ago and I told you again when we were at the wedding that I miss you. I want you. I was mad for a while but even that fades and when the anger was gone I felt this deep, sickening void that only you could fill in.”
“You’re bullshitting me,” Julie replied. She nibbled down on the skin of his neck, licking him from neck to ear and back. “Now come on, let’s get to work. We need to practice more for the dance.”
Chace let out a soft laugh and lifted her face to look up at him. “I told you, we got this. We pretty much practiced everything anyway except for the two big moves.”
“Can you lift me?”
“I can lift you when we make love. I bet I can lift you for a dance.”
Julie laughed and got up just to jab his chest with her fist. “You’re being silly. Now come on, get up. Let’s practice.”
“B-but can’t we take like five minutes more to rest?”
Julie pursed her lips and shook her head. She got off him and grabbed his hand, yanking him off the bed. “Let’s go, babe. I don’t want to embarrass myself when we get up there.”
Chace finally relented and got up. He first invited her over to the bathroom for a quick hot shower and dressed back up. She didn’t bring any other clothes but it was common practice for her to just borrow one of his bigger shirts. It looked like a cute dress on her but it worked for them.
For the rest of the day they kept on practicing their dance and for the first time in a long while Julie felt like they were truly connecting. She accepted that they did have some areas they still needed to address but for as far as she was concerned they finally hit a safe place in their relationship, a place that went beyond the broken cliff that erupted from their previous break-up.
Then there was the big one. Their Cha-cha dance was as basic as basic performances go but they did have two big exhibition moves. The first one wasn’t all that complex but the second one required Chace to lift her up above his head and then twirl her around him and back up front.
“Babe, should we just drop it?” Julie asked when they spent another two hours trying to perfect it but never quite hit the right spot.
He shook his head and defiantly insisted that they perfect it. “No. I’m sure we can pull it off. We almost got it ten minutes ago. I’m sure we can get it if we figure it out. I don’t know, it might just be the way I grab you or the approach we tackle it. It could be the momentum of our lift.”
Julie sighed but it was something filled with joy instead of exhaustion and frustration. “Chace, you are one Class A bastard from hell.”
“I know. They ran out of space down there so the devil kicked me out.”
“Well, let’s show ‘em what they’re all missing,” Julie commented as she stood back up. “Come on, I think I know what to do. I have an idea on what to do so we can pull this damn move off.”
He relented, got up, and they started practicing again.
Chapter Eleven
By the end of the week Julie felt like she was completely reborn in a bath of fire and blood. For the reunion party she decided to go with a short skirt blue dress with a daring low-V back and only one shoulder strap. It was the shortest, skimpiest dress she ever wore that wasn’t intended for sex. Melissa even got her a pair of four-inch high heels to go with the dress and helped her tie her hair up in a bun. This fully exposed her back, shoulders and neck.
Chace, on the other hand, decided to go much more aggressive but still traditional. He went with a black, two-button tuxedo with wide lapels that gave him the perfect opportunity to wear a good bowtie.
They had to take an hour-long drive to get to the hotel reception where the reunion party was held. The moment they got there Julie’s eyes went wide with the beauty of the Christmas décor that blended so well with the soft blanket of snow outside.