by Melody Dawn
Reaching beneath her, she pulls my cock up to her entrance and says, “Thank goodness…I thought you would never ask!”
For the next little while, we are caught up in each other and I make it my mission for everyone on our hotel floor to know my name. It just keeps getting better and better with her.
When it’s over, we lay there catching our breath, and she asks, “Will it always be like this?”
Hugging her to me, I say, “No, It will only get better.”
She makes me laugh when she pumps a fist in the air and says, “Score!”
I tell her we need to get cleaned up and call Connor and Madison to make sure they are free for tonight.
She agrees, but says, “There will be no hanky panky in the shower! We need to hurry.”
Grinning at her, I ask, “Did you really just say hanky panky?”
She blushes and says, “Yes, why?”
I shake my head gravely and say, “I don’t think we can be with each other anymore.” Expecting her to laugh, she puts her head down and says, “I’m sorry, I’ll try to do better.”
I’m so shocked; what the hell? I grab her and say, “I was just kidding…you don’t have to try to do better.”
I’m about to kick my own ass when she grins up at me and says, “Burn!”
My mouth drops open because I still can’t believe this is same girl who couldn’t even make it through a lunch without crying.
Seeing my face, she takes off into the bathroom, and I yell, “You better hope your ass is healed up baby because I’m coming for it!”
Her laughter echoes off the bathroom walls and as we shower and get ready, I think about how resilient she is. It seems like that sad guilty girl is gone…I hope it’s for forever.
After loading up our stuff and checking out at noon, we call Connor and Madison on the way to my house. It turns out they are with my mom for the day. Chloe asks if we can go over there and I tell Connor we will see him after I take Chloe to get a change of clothes. I also mention the karaoke bar and he says it depends on how Madison is feeling tonight. I ask if she is sick and I get a sharp look from Chloe.
Evasively he says, “No, she is just tired, but most likely we will go.”
Madison gets on the phone and tells Chloe what to bring her to wear for going out to the bar. I hear Chloe ask Madison what is wrong with her and obviously Maddie says something about her period because Chloe asks if she needs tampons. After getting off the phone with them, she stares out the window and is licking her lip again.
I reach for her hand and ask, “What are you worried about, princess?”
Chloe just looks out the window, but finally she says, “Something is not right with her…she has been off for a while. You don’t think…? No, it can’t be that, she just asked for tampons.”
She is muttering all of this to herself so I just decide to leave it alone. I know I’m going to be a doctor, but I don’t want to hear about a period from a girl who is like my sister.
Since both Chloe and Madison have everything they need, but clothes and shoes for tonight, our stop is a relatively short one. I don’t get to see what Chloe has packed because it’s all in bags, but I’m sure it will be hot. I haul all of it down to my truck and we settle in for the ride to my parents. While we are driving, I try to come up with a way to bring up my mom to her. They haven’t seen each other since the scene with Alyssa and Chloe taking off.
Picking up her hand, I kiss it, and pray what I’m about to say isn’t going to backfire on me. I decide to just get it out in the open.
“You know that Connor and Madison are with my mom?”
She says, “Yes, why?”
I tell her that I don’t want her to be upset or embarrassed about what happened last night.
She kisses my hand back and says, “Jayson, I know what I did was immature and selfish; I have to face your parents sometime. I think it’s better to just get it out of the way quickly.”
I’m glad she feels that way and actually, I’m stunned. But, she is right, it needs to be done soon and now is the perfect time. My dad won’t be there since he is at his practice, but I know my mom will most likely grab her up and hug her. I know she likes Chloe; I have never seen my mother stand up to someone like she did Alyssa and say what she said. The thought of that bitch makes my blood boil and I only hope she took our “friendly”” advice and is gone.
Traffic is brutal and it takes a while to make it to my parents’ house. Chloe and I get out of the truck and walk in, carrying all of our bags. Connor is sitting on the couch watching a movie and Madison and my mom are in the kitchen making Macaroni and Cheese with sliced up smoked sausage in it. It doesn’t look too bad, but this isn’t one of my mom’s usual dishes.
I look over at them both and ask, “What is this supposed to be?”
Madison looks at it hungrily and says, “Heaven in a bowl!”
Ok, that’s a little strange. I say, “Well, that’s just…”
My mom sees Chloe walking in and gives out a girly scream. She and Madison run over to her and start hugging her. My mom whispers in her ear and Chloe shakes her head smiling.
With whatever was said, my mom says, “Ok, well, that’s over. We’re moving on and nothing more needs to be said about it.”
My mom gives each of us a look like “you better do as I say or I will put a serious hurt on you” which usually means something like we have to mow her yard, weed her flower beds, etc. Nothing too terrible…just miserable backbreaking work so we all do as she says.
Connor comes into the kitchen and wraps his arms around Madison and asks if she is up for going to the karaoke bar.
Smiling a little too brightly, she says, “Of course I am, and I’m going to kick all of your asses!”
I’m starting to agree with Chloe that something with Madison is off, but maybe it is her period…I knows some girl get crazy during that time of the month.
We decide that we are going to leave at 9:00 PM and Connor asks Madison if they are going to have another spa day.
She looks insulted and says, “No, we aren’t sasquatches! Our hair doesn’t grow that fast!”
The girls and my mom decide to go shopping for the day. Connor tells Madison to get some hot panties and secretly I hope Chloe does, too. Since it’s a long way to 9:00, Connor and I go for a swim. Finally, it seems that we are going to have a nice normal night; no drama, fighting, or crying. Little did I know; I just jinxed myself with those thoughts.
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Chapter Forty-Six
Chloe
We get back from shopping and I’m exhausted. We went into every store in the mall. You name it; we went in and tried things on. I felt like I was in a marathon with Ava and Madison. I really want a nap, but with Jayson and Connor playing a war game on their X-Box, now Madison and I have time to get ready together and when I say get ready, I mean code for grilling my best friend. She comes into Jayson’s room to get her clothes and before I get them, I tell her to sit on the bed and talk to me.
Not trying to be smooth at all, I immediately start in with the inquisition. “So what is going on with you and Connor? Don’t get me wrong, I’m happy for you both, but the last I heard before I went to Galveston was y’all going on about how you never wanted a relationship. What changed?”
Madison laughs and says, “Take a breath, Chloe. It’s a long story and we don’t have that long before they get up here.”
My usually extroverted friend looked down and shyly said, “You know I’ve always liked him. I remember the first time I saw him, he was just so fucking sexy and all I could think of was being with him. Do you remember the day we all went to Chipotle’s?” I nod my head yes and she blushes. You and Jayson went back to school, but we….didn’t.”
I spun around and asked, “You slept with Connor on the first day we met him?” I know I sound so judgmental, but I had no idea.
“Stop looking at me like I just told you I charge by the hour,” she snaps!
“I
’m sorry, really sorry, I didn’t mean that.” I know her sex life is a sore subject with her.
“So…,” I try to prompt her. She looks at me for a moment like she is trying to make decision. “Ok, I will tell you that it was the best sexual experience of my life and it just continues to get better.”
“And why is that…what makes this guy so special,” I ask?
With an even deeper blush, she says, “All I’m going to say is that we like the same things. I need a dominant man in the bedroom and that’s what he is. I don’t want to say anything more because this isn’t something I want joked or laughed about.” She smiles at me and says, “I think I love him.” I give her a hug and say, “Then that is all that matters…I just want the two of you to be happy.”
She hugs me back and says, “Ok, let’s get ready! Did you bring the outfit I told you about?”
“Yes, I did…you are going to give Connor a heart attack in that outfit.”
She laughs and says, “That’s what I’m going for…well, not a heart attack, but a drastic reaction.”
Looking at the schoolgirl skirt, white button down shirt that ties up, and red Fuck Me heels, I think a drastic reaction will be the least of what he does to her.
Looking over at my other bag, she says, “What did you bring to wear?”
I pulled out a pair of black low rise skinny jeans, a silver sparkly tank top, and some black strappy heels.
“Oh, you are going to look hot! You need to wear your hair down…do you want me to curl it,” she asks?
I tell her no, that I’ve got it and she says, “Be sure to do a smoky eye with that outfit.” I groan and she says, “I expect to see some makeup on that face!” Rolling my eyes, I say, “Yes, mother!” When she goes to leave, I ask, “How are you wearing your hair?” She looks in the mirror and says, “I’m not sure yet…I will have to see how the mood strikes me after I’m dressed.”
It feels so good to be laughing with my best friend and getting ready to go out with my hot boyfriend, it’s so completely normal; I never would have dreamed it in a million years.
While we are laughing, he comes in, and seeing Madison’s outfit, he says, “Are you trying to kill my brother?”
She says, “Only in a good way!”
Jayson winks and says, “You’re off to a good start!”
Sitting down on the bed, Jayson says, “We want to see what y’all wanted for supper. Do you want to go out and eat or order a pizza and eat it here?”
Both Madison and I opt for the pizza, but with stern instructions to Jayson: no onions, olives, or anchovies. Telling me that she is going to lie down for a while, Madison leaves along with Jayson as he goes to give Connor the news for dinner. Deciding that I still have time to take a long soak in the tub, I get my water going and I wonder if I might be obsessed with baths!
Lying in the tub with my head on the bath pillow, I drift in and out of a light sleep. I hear the door open, but I’m too lazy to open my eyes. I feel a hand sliding up and down my leg.
Without opening my eyes, I say, “I really hope this is Jayson or you’re going to be in a lot of trouble.”
He laughs and says, “You know it’s me…if anybody else touches you, they’re going to get their ass kicked!”
I roll my eyes and say, “Since you are in here, you can make yourself useful. I need to shave my legs and since I’m relaxing, you can do it for me.”
He continues stroking my leg and says, “Of course, I will help you; I like any excuse to touch you, but didn’t you get waxed recently?
“I get some things waxed…my legs, no…there is too much surface area, and it hurts too much. Instead, I just exfoliate with this scrubby type stuff, then I use a mixture I create to shave that makes my legs really smooth.”
He looks at me in surprise and says, “You really do all of that?”
I grin at the look on his face and say, “It takes a lot to manage a woman’s body.”
Handing him a squeeze bottle, I say, “Here, I’ve already made up the mixture.”
He lays a towel on the edge of the tub along with my shaving mixture and razor. As I stand in front of him, he strokes his finger up and down my pubic bone. “You’re so soft here.” I think to myself, I should be after the pussy slayer from my last wax job, but I don’t say anything. Instead, I stand there trying not to let my knees buckle as he places several open mouth kisses all over my lower stomach and pubic area.
I say in a strangled voice, “Jayson, my legs…please.”
With one last kiss right on my clit that makes me want to melt into the water, he reaches for my shaving mixture and razor. I can see he is affected too, because the front of his jeans is straining, but I know we don’t have time to start anything.
As he pours water on my legs with the cup from the side of the tub, he asks, “Do you shave your whole leg or just your calves?” Still affected from before, I whisper, “my whole leg.”
He starts the process with the first leg and he says, “I hope you’re wearing a skirt so I can have easy access tonight.”
“Easy access…what do you mean,” I ask?
He gives me a heated look and says, “If I want to run my hands up your gorgeous legs at the bar tonight, I need you to wear a skirt.”
My heart goes into overdrive at the thought of him touching me in public; I don’t know if he is kidding or not, but I wouldn’t mind finding out. I think of the skinny jeans I brought with me, but keep it to myself. Maybe Ava will have something I can wear.
By the time he’s done, I’m pretty much a trembling mess and from the look in his eyes, he knows it. And the obvious hard-on tells me he is in the same shape. After I finish bathing, I tell him the bathroom is all his for now; I need to go find his mother. I hear the shower start as I move into his bedroom and I dig around in his dresser drawers until I find some cut-off sweats and a t-shirt.
Making my way down to the kitchen, I find Ava and pull her off to the side. “I need to ask you a favor.”
She smiles and says, “Anything, honey.”
I instantly feel guilty because I’m about to ask to borrow a skirt so her son can feel me up in a public place! “I, uh, I was wondering if you had a black skirt I can borrow or something I can wear with a silver tank top and black heels?”
She says, “I’m sure I have something…did you forget part of your outfit?” My face turns so red I can feel the blush crawling down my cheeks, neck, and chest.
I squeeze my eyes shut and say, “No, Jayson wants me to wear a skirt.” I hear her laughing so I open up my eyes and she says with her eye twinkling,
“I bet he does. Come on, let’s go see what we can find for my depraved son’s pleasure!” I am so mortified…I mean, there’s openness, but she just took it to a whole new level! Still, I would take her openness over any day of the week than to be subjected to my egg donor’s behavior.
We walk into her closet, which I still think of as the Holy Grail of Clothes. She starts looking through her section of black skirts and finds one that is made of a pretty, but slinky black material. It goes to the knees and seems very demure. I don’t want to say no, but it’s not what I’m looking for. She holds it up and then I see the slits on both sides…so, ok, it is exactly what I’m looking for!
She smiles and me and says, “I know my sons well; they are the mirror image of their father.” Well, holy crap! I’m not sure I wanted that picture of Mr. Reece in my head.
Taking the skirt, I give her a hug and thank her. She grins at me and says, “Don’t get him too worked up; we don’t need any more grand-babies coming along.”
I look at her with a confused expression and she says, “You know, the boys are so young, I just mean it’s best if they wait.” She starts looking through the bottles on her vanity and says, “Here, take this, the lotion smells great and it’s really sparkly. You will love it.” She hands it to me and practically pushes me out of her room saying, “You need to finish getting ready, honey.”
Going back
up the stairs, I think about what Ava said. Is she worried that Jayson is going to get me pregnant and be stuck with a child before he finishes medical school? It scares me because nothing is foolproof. I wonder what he would say if I asked him to start using condoms. I really don’t want him to. There is nothing more wonderful than feeling him with nothing in between us. Why in the world don’t they have male birth control shots?
I find my way back to Jayson’s room and he is in his closet. My mouth goes dry at the sight of him and I wonder if I am extremely shallow. Of course, I appreciate Jayson for all of his wonderful qualities, but Jesus, like Madison said last night, “Just look at him!” He’s standing there in a pair of jeans reaching up to the top shelf for a pair of boots. I watch the muscles in his back ripple, which makes me think of how much I love those dimples at the base of his spine; and I think, yep, I’m either really shallow or a nympho; I don’t know which is worse.
Of course, he has to turn around and smile at me. I smile back weakly at him and immediately he’s right there asking what is bothering me. I relay the conversation between his mom and me about grand-babies. He just laughs and says that she has been preaching to both he and Connor since they were 14 to wrap it up if they were going to have sex. My eyes bug out: 14!!
He sees my reaction and says, “Well, I didn’t use them at 14; not sure about Connor, but she has always preached safe sex to us.”
I decide this is the perfect time to talk to him about birth control. “So what about us?” I ask.
He looks worried and says, “I thought you get a Depo Provera shot.”
“Yes, I do.” I say. “But, what if it isn’t completely foolproof? Then what? Do you really want children before you finish medical school, internships, and your residency?”
He sits on the bed and pats the seat next to him. “What brought all this on? The conversation with my mom? If it were to happen, yes, I would be scared, but I would also be happy. At the same time, I have to consider your future as well. You still have to do your Master’s program to become a Master Social Worker. So, if you don’t want children anytime in the near future or even a while from now, maybe we should take better precautions.”