“Good night, Amanda,” Jennifer said.
She was alone with Marty and a little apprehensive, but all he wanted to talk about was her studies. Jennifer relaxed as she talked about her planned research and how excited she was about having an advisor for a PhD in physics.
“Wow! That was fast. What will your topic be?”
“I will study why the universe appears to be accelerating its expansion and the force behind this dark energy mystery, which is the biggest mystery in science today.”
When Marty walked her out, he kissed her softly and even after she got home she could feel that kiss tingle on her lips.
* * *
Jennifer got up early Saturday morning and worked out at the gym. She sent emails to Lacy, Jules and Eeva, Erita, Shinji, Jean-Yves, and Kyoko. She did her homework and planned to have lunch with Lacy after. She missed her friend and wanted to spend more time with her.
Lacy met her downstairs in her Mini Cooper. Jennifer told her how cute her car was.
“I love it,” Lacy said.
They drove to a Chinese restaurant in downtown Honolulu. Jennifer wasn’t familiar with twenty-first century cuisine and was glad to try something new.
“You order, please, since you know what is in each dish,” Jennifer requested. “I eat seafood, fruits and veggies but no red meat or fowl. Can we try several things? I want to experience it all.”
“I eat the same pescatarian diet,” Lacy reassured her with a smile.
They ate and caught up on what they’d both been doing.
Lacy smiled sheepishly. “I’m dating Kenji now.”
Jennifer remembered him from the crew. He’d been quiet but hard working. She thought it was a good match and told Lacy so.
“You are both fantastic people and I am glad you found each other.”
Lacy looked down at her food and blushed. “You are too kind.”
The ladies finished their meal and Jennifer sat back in her chair. She’d eaten too much but couldn’t regret it. “Thank you so much for introducing me to these new Chinese foods. Maybe if I can get lucky someday and meet someone as great as Ken I will take him here.”
They were driving back home when Lacy spoke.
“Why don’t you buy a car?”
“Jules already spends too much money on me with school. I have neither a fellowship nor scholarship. He is trying to find my parents and that has cost him a great deal of time and money. I have a bicycle and can walk most places I need to go.”
Lacy exclaimed, “I am so sorry for you all alone without memories of your parents or your past.”
“I’d rather focus on now. It hurts too much to look back at the past.”
“Whatever I can do to help, let me know,” Lacy said.
“I will,” Jennifer replied. The ladies hugged and said goodbye, au revoir and aloha.
* * *
Jennifer went to the beauty shop to have her hair and makeup done again. She wanted Marty to think she was the most beautiful woman in the world but the cosmetics and hair products of this century confounded her. Eventually she’d have to learn, but if she had the money to spend, she might as well pay a professional to do it right. Jennifer was planning to make dinner, so after the salon she found fresh lobsters and other ingredients to make a wonderful meal.
She wondered what would happen that night. She missed sex. She missed touching skin and kissing. She missed intimacy. When Zexton had been killed in front of her, a part of her died along with him. But lately she had felt the prickle of its revival.
The doorbell rang and she looked through the peephole. Marty’s face smiled back at her.
She swung open the door. “Hello.”
Marty carried yellow flowers in one hand and a bottle in the other. Champagne and roses.
“You sure know how to treat a girl,” she said.
Marty bent over, kissing her on the lips. He stared down at her eyes for what seemed like an eternity. “Put the champagne on ice,” he whispered.
She laughed and put the flowers in water first then the champagne in a bucket of ice.
“I do have a couple of wine glasses, will these do?” Jennifer asked.
“Those look perfect.” He took her hand. “I’m glad we could get together tonight. You look gorgeous.”
Marty put his hands around her back and kissed her passionately. Jennifer felt a little taken aback but was soon swept up in the moment. She snaked her arms around his neck. His mouth was so warm. He sucked her tongue and the sensation shot all the way to her core. He pressed his body against her, showing her without words how aroused he was.
Jennifer couldn’t breathe for the desire coursing through her.
The oven alarm went off and she jumped. They both laughed.
“Sorry, I got a little carried away,” Marty said.
Jennifer swept her hair away from her face. “Me too. But I am hungry, so let’s eat.”
Marty popped open the champagne and then poured the bubbling liquid into each glass. They sat side by side on the couch, drinking and eating.
He kissed her again. He tasted like the sweet champagne and tickling bubbles. Jennifer felt drunk on Marty, not the champagne. Her legs twisted against his as she tried to alleviate the ache between her thighs.
Marty ripped open her shirt, revealing the black lace bra she’d bought for the night.
“Beautiful,” he said, mouthing her breasts through the lace.
Jennifer grabbed his hair, pulling him closer. His blue-green eyes were heavy lidded.
“Let’s take this to the bedroom,” he said.
Jennifer closed the blinds and turned on the small lamp by the bed. She wanted to see him but not be seen by the whole town.
Marty took his clothes off and lay on the bed with his arms behind his head. At first she thought something was wrong with his penis, until she remembered historical notes about the practice of genital mutilation in Western society. He was circumcised, a barbaric practice long abandoned by the thirtieth century as having no useful purpose. His mushroom head bounced exposed above his lower belly as his member expanded and stiffened, eager to seek her warmth.
Jennifer smiled and did a slow sensual strip tease. She moved toward the bed and climbed up on top of Marty until she straddled his abdomen.
Marty lifted up, kissing Jennifer passionately. His hands pressed on her bottom, rubbing her against his hardness. Jennifer’s nipples poked against his chest and she loved the feel of his rough hair against them.
Jennifer lifted up so Marty could suck and mouth her breasts. She was shaking and her arms could barely hold her up. Marty rolled her over, kissing his way down to her core. He licked inside, pausing to enter her with his tongue while Jennifer writhed on the bed.
“Don’t stop,” she said.
Marty bit and sucked her clit until her thighs trembled and she came, seeing fireworks behind her eyes. She’d never come so hard before, not even with Zexton. Marty continued to lick her sensitive nub until she had to push him away, as the sensations were too much.
He rolled onto his back. Jennifer crawled on top of him.
“Fair is fair,” she said, stroking his penis. She bent down, sucking at the smooth, naked head and jerking it off with her hand. She didn’t want him to come in her mouth, she wanted him inside her. She licked and sucked slowly until Marty grabbed her arms and pulled her up over his shaft. She put it inside her, biting her lip at the size of him. She had been too long without this sensation.
He moved below her, urging her to take more of him. She did, bearing down until she could go no further. They writhed against each other. Jennifer pushed up and down, dragging his cock along the inside of her. It felt so good she never wanted it to end.
Marty kissed her breasts, spurring her to move faster and faster. She was close but couldn’t quite make it so she reached down and stroked her clit until she came. Marty groaned as her muscles clamped onto him. He spurted inside of her and then she collapsed on top of him.
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bsp; She felt him slowly contract and slide out, his seed trickling out between her thighs.
“You were fantastic,” he said.
She mumbled against his chest, too exhausted to move.
They lay there for a while, drifting off to sleep. During the night Jennifer rolled out of bed and went to use the bathroom. She saw through the window that the sun was just beginning to rise and decided to take a shower.
As the water was beating down on her, she felt warmth against her back.
“No fair taking a shower without me,” Marty said, kissing the back of her shoulder.
He soaped her front and legs, pausing to stroke between her thighs. Jennifer turned around and washed his hair and body. When she knelt at his feet to wash his lower half she took his penis into her mouth, sucking him deep into her throat. He pulled at her hair, warning her that he was close.
Jennifer swallowed and kissed his limp penis after. She smiled in satisfaction; that had long been one of her favorite games with a man’s body.
They dried each other off with fluffy towels before going back to bed. The shower had tired both of them out.
Jennifer woke to Marty sucking at her clitoris. His hands had spread her legs so wide they almost hurt. He made love to her core with his tongue, going in and out as his cock had the night before. Jennifer came with a shout.
She pushed her sweaty hair away from her face. “That was an interesting way to wake up.”
Marty kissed her and she tasted herself on his mouth. She never wanted him to leave.
“I worked up an appetite, how about you?” Marty asked.
Jennifer touched her empty stomach. “I can agree with that.”
Jennifer made coffee lattes with non-fat evaporated milk and a veggie omelet with egg whites. Marty put toast in the toaster and drizzled it with olive oil. They ate like starving refugees and kept smiling at each other. Marty wanted to see her again and soon.
“Do you want to see Amanda skate this afternoon?” he asked.
Jennifer shook her head regretfully. “I’d love to but I have to work on my physics project today. Do you want to come over tonight?”
“I’ll come after I put the kids to bed,” he said. Marty bent over to kiss Jennifer goodbye and left.
Jennifer looked at the closed door. She wished he didn’t have to leave or that she didn’t need to study. They could have spent the whole day together.
* * *
She studied the whole day, forgetting to eat lunch. It wasn’t until the doorbell rang that she realized it was night.
Amanda stood at her door, carrying a trophy. Her smile spread across her whole face.
“I won today! I wanted to show you,” Amanda said.
Jennifer hugged the girl. “Come in, please. I am proud of you.”
“Can I show you my video?”
“Yes, sit over here so you can play your disk on the large TV screen,” Jennifer said. They watched the video and Jennifer was impressed with the well-executed and athletic jumps.
“Amanda, your spin was a true picture of beauty,” Jennifer said. “You are a fabulous skater!”
There was a long pause as Jennifer ran the video again at slow motion speed.
“Where are your brothers and sisters?” Jennifer asked.
“They are at the Yacht Club with Daddy, but Dad said I could visit you because I made him very proud today so I deserved something special.”
“I am so happy you came to visit,” Jennifer said. “Do you want to sit out on the lanai?”
“Yes, that would be great. I also want to talk with you about my friend.”
They took guava juice and bowls of frozen yogurt onto the lanai.
Amanda looked down at her bowl, fiddling with the spoon near it. She took a deep breath. “I wanted to tell you that I find my friend very attractive and she asked me out on a date. I’m not sure I’m ready for dating or sex.”
Jennifer hesitated. “Let me take a few minutes and think about it. It is not an easy question because everyone is different.”
“Sure.”
That Amanda trusted her this much was flattering, but Jennifer had to tread carefully not to dispense wisdom out of turn. “First of all, I think fourteen is too young for sex, but it is your body and your choice. Is this the first person you’ve been attracted to?”
Amanda shook her head. “I like boys too. Is that weird?”
“You are young and still learning who you are, so nothing is weird. I’m bisexual, which means I like both men and women, but it took me a long time to accept that about myself. What is most important to remember is that you have the power. You choose what happens and when, not anyone else.”
Amanda grabbed Jennifer’s hands. “Thank you! I’ve been afraid to ask my father about these things and my mother thinks I’m still eight years old.”
“You will always be your mother’s little girl,” Jennifer said with a chuckle, thinking of how Michelle fussed over her any time she returned home.
The girl tensed around the shoulders and mouth, her eyebrows dipping into a frown. “Do you know why my parents got divorced?” Amanda asked.
“No, I do not know.”
“I don’t know for sure, ’cause it was a few years ago, but my mom wanted the divorce because Dad didn’t spend enough time at home.”
Jennifer thought for a moment how to approach this even more delicate subject. “We cannot easily understand what goes wrong in a relationship, so I try to never judge or blame one side or the other.”
“Daddy didn’t want the divorce, and I heard him discuss the disadvantages of a divorce. But Mom’s stubborn and it’s very difficult to change her mind.” Amanda set her jaw.
“You should try not to blame your mom because sometimes people change and grow apart. Then they are happier apart and it is better for the kids and the parents.”
Amanda brightened again. “Jennifer, you have a way of making the conflicts in my mind go away!”
“I am happy to hear my advice was helpful.” Relief flooded her at the girl’s words, alongside hope she hadn’t said the wrong thing in the eyes of either parent.
Jennifer’s phone rang. It was Marty.
“Amanda’s mom is waiting for her at the Hawaii Yacht Club. Please ask Amanda to come down.”
“Sure, just a minute.” Jennifer relayed the message.
Amanda hugged Jennifer. “Goodbye. Thank you so much for talking to me.”
“Goodbye, and anytime.”
Jennifer walked her to the elevator and texted Marty that his daughter was on the way. After a while, Marty called back to talk about dinner.
“What can I make you for dinner tonight?” Jennifer asked.
“We can eat at Sarento’s, the restaurant at the Ilikai.”
“Sounds formal. Do I need to wear a dress?”
“Whatever you want, just make it fast.”
Jennifer became aroused as she remembered the night before. She was conflicted about how to dress. She read through some local fashion news blogs before selecting a matched set of silky underwear and a fitted red dress. She wanted him to want her as much as she wanted him.
When she stepped off the elevator, she saw Eeva’s daughter Erita and was pleasantly surprised.
“Aloha!” Jennifer said.
“Aloha, Jennifer.” Erita hugged her.
“I am so surprised to see you. Are you staying here?”
“Yes, I am here since the first of October,” Erita said. “I will be performing all November as well.”
“I am going to meet Marty for dinner. He was my rescuer in Moruroa. Do you have time to meet him?” Jennifer asked.
“Yes, I have a few minutes to spare before I’m needed, but I must go after an introduction,” Erita said.
“How is the family doing?” Jennifer asked.
“Jules and Eeva have looked after the kids most of the time. My husband Ian is taking care of the kids in Tahiti for three weeks while Jules and Eeva come to visit me. They will arri
ve tonight and stay at the Ilikai. Maybe we can meet tomorrow for dinner?”
“I’d love to,” Jennifer said.
As they walked from the elevator to the restaurant, Jennifer saw Marty waiting in front of Sarento’s. She introduced the two, excited to bring together two of her friends.
“Thank you for saving Jennifer!” Erita said after shaking his hand. “She’s a wonderful woman.”
After a minute, Erita made her goodbyes. She gave Jennifer a brief hug and made her promise to meet her and her family for dinner the next night.
Marty and Jennifer were led to a table overlooking the yacht harbor. After they were seated, Marty rubbed his foot along Jennifer’s leg as they flirted and the waiter took their drink orders.
Jennifer swirled her hand around the head of the wine glass during dinner, licking her lips while Marty watched her with rapt fascination. They’d barely eaten dinner when he demanded the check and took her arm.
“In a hurry?” Jennifer asked, teasing.
“Yes,” Marty said.
“Jules and Eeva are coming tomorrow night to watch Erita perform and I wanted to surprise them. Do you want to join us?”
“Sounds like fun.”
“Great. I really want to surprise them.”
They went up to Jennifer’s condo. As soon as the door closed behind him, Marty backed her up against the wall.
“Let’s get right to dessert,” he said, licking the shell of her ear.
Jennifer shivered under his hard body.
They shed clothes as they made their way to the bedroom but never stopped kissing. Jennifer couldn’t breathe and she didn’t care. Marty was left with only his white socks and Jennifer still had on her silk bra. Jennifer fell back on the bed with her legs spread. Marty tongued her core, making her so wet her juices soaked the sheet underneath her. He pushed each leg over her head and pressed her knees down with his shoulders.
When he entered her, the position made him seem so much larger.
“Slow,” Jennifer huffed.
Marty slowed until Jennifer could take him comfortably. Jennifer tipped her hips, urging him to move faster. His hips pistoned as he thrust in and out of her. She cried out into his open mouth as they both came at the same time.
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