The Juror

by Mardria Portuondo

  Kathy's hips started moving rapidly as she held my head in place so that my tongue never miss its target. She tasted delicious, and I didn't want her to cum. I wanted to keep eating her and enjoying her soft, wet pussy. But it would be inhumane to ask her to wait. She couldn't wait. I could feel her pussy pulsating as she released all the pleasure that had pressurized itself inside of her, giving me so much to enjoy.

  "Fuck! Oh my God!" she cried and the last of her orgasm left her body. Kathy fell back onto the bed. "Holy shit!"

  She pulled me away because every lick or touch caused her body to almost fly off the bed. She brought me up to her lips and kissed me, tasting herself on my tongue. I started working my hips against her leg because my pussy was about to explode.

  "Let me take care of that," Kathy said into my mouth. "Sit on my face."

  I got up and positioned myself over her, and she grabbed my ass and pulled me down on her mouth. Immediately her tongue got to work. It went straight up inside me, and I was on course to have one of the quickest orgasms in history.

  "Kat...I'm cumming...I can't wait. I tried...I fucking trieeeeeeeed…. fuuuuuuuck!"

  My body locked itself into a stone wall as my orgasm charged forward and out into her mouth. I trembled violently as my orgasm took charge. I never in my life imagined that I would experience something so powerful, something so magical. I had no idea pleasure like this existed and I was happy that I got to experience it with Kathy. My body trembled uncontrollably, and having back to back orgasm was new to me because having an orgasm was something I rarely experienced during sex. However, Kat had the ability to make me cum every time.

  With shaky knees, I carefully got off her face then fell on the bed beside her. She pulled me into her arms and kissed my lips and for the first time I knew what I tasted like because my juice was all over her face.

  "You taste so good," she said into my mouth. "I could eat you every day. I want to eat you every day."

  "I won't object," I said and she went still then slowly pulled away from my lips.

  "You mean...so you want us...do you agree that we should try?" she said, searching for the right words.

  "Try? We are full-blown in it, baby."

  "Are you serious? So you want to be my girlfriend?" she asked with her eyes wide opened, and it was surprising to me that she had doubts because it was her conclusion that we were destined to be together.

  "Who could walk away from this?" I smiled back at her.

  Kathy buried her face in my neck and sighed and I felt this immense joy coming over me. It didn't last long when I realized that I needed to be at work tomorrow and had only a few hours to get to the airport. In addition to that, I had not contacted my family to let them know that I was OK.

  "Kat," I said sliding away from her. "I need my phone. There's probably a missing person report by now.

  "What?"

  "My family. They have not heard from me and... where's my phone?"

  "Maybe in the living room. Let me get it."

  "Thanks," I said and started searching for something to cover myself the moment she was out of the room.

  I didn't have anything because my suitcase was in the other room and the clothes I wore were in the bathroom. I looked around for the towel I was wrapped in, but it was nowhere in sight. I heard Kat walking back, and I jumped back into the bed. She stepped in just in time to see me pulling the sheet over my breasts.

  "Wha...are you hiding your body from me?" she asked in bewilderment.

  "Ah...no."

  "Riv, I have seen everything," she reminded me. "I have touched, licked, sucked everywhere…"

  "OK! I know. I'm just not used to it," I said and took my phone from her hand. "In the heat of passion...I guess it's natural and I don't think about it, but after, I'm just a little self-conscious."

  "Remember who you are talking to. I sat in a courtroom with my soul laid out on the floor in front of you while the prosecution stumped all over it. And look at me," she said opening her arms, naked as the day she was born.

  "You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. You shouldn't be standing there like that," I said as my body reacted to hers. "Come over here."

  "What? No," she laughed. "We need to eat. We can't just spend the day fucking when we have so much to do."

  "Sorry, babe, but I have to take a flight back home because I have to be in office for an important meeting in the morning," I explained. "Let me just call my dad and…"

  At that moment, my phone began to ring, and it was my father.

  "Hi, Dad," I greeted.

  "River! This is not OK. What is going on with you? Did you not see the number of missed calls?"

  "Looking at them right now. I noticed there’s none from Grandma."

  "But there’s a hundred from the rest of us! You could have at least called and let us know that you're OK," he went on.

  "River Callaway!" my mother chipped in. "What the hell is wrong with you, girl? You went in a stranger's car…"

  "She is not a stranger. Actually, she's…," I paused. I wanted to just blow their minds for a moment because they needed to understand that I was a grown woman, but I would not be able to cope with their deaths. "She's...she's a friend."

  "What kind of friend is that who would just not tell you to let your family know you’re OK?" my mom asked and did not wait for a response. "It is bad enough that you ruined Thanksgiving and…"

  "I have to go. I just wanted you all to know that I’m fine, so spread the good news and we will talk later," I said and quickly disconnected the call.

  "Oh my God, they’re worse than my family," Kat said.

  "I tried to tell you. You have not seen anything yet, my dear. This is your chance to run," I warned. "Too late. I probably would just run after you."

  Kathy's face lit up and exuded happiness, and I wondered if she could see the same on mine because that's exactly how I felt.

  "Can I take you out for breakfast?" she offered and came close to me then wrapped her arms around my neck.

  "You really should stop rubbing your boobs against me when you ask questions that have nothing to do with sex."

  "Were you always a sex maniac or did I just created a monster?" Kat asked on my lips.

  "You definitely created a monster."

  "And a screamer."

  "I don't scream!" I exclaimed and pulled away.

  "You don't?" she asked sarcastically. "I will have to cover my head the next time I go out the door. There is no one left in this building who did not hear you."

  "You are such an exaggerator," I said and walked away from her.

  "Breakfast in or out?" Kat asked again.

  "In. I want to relax with you before I go," I said and a little sadness came over me that I would have to be away from her.

  "I'll order breakfast while you shower and make a few calls."

  "OK," I said, kissed her on her lips and headed to the bathroom.

  I smiled as I looked at my reflection in the mirror. How did this happen to me? How could my life so drastically change in the blink of an eye? At least, that's how it seemed to happen for me, but for Kat, it was a year in the making. My heart was burning with such a deep desire to have her in my life, and I had not felt so happy and complete in a long time. I felt like I could take on the world and win with Kathy by my side. She was still a little broken from all that happened to her, so I was not expecting her to be as she seemed capable of being.

  I wanted to be her rock. I wanted to protect her like I did a year ago. I wanted her to feel that we can create the amazing life that we both dreamed of, and we can love each other so much that outside influences stood no chance at destroying our life together. I knew it could be done, but deep in my heart, I knew that it would not be easy. There would be so many questions from everyone who would find out that I was one of the jurors who helped to set her free. It would definitely not be easy, but having Kathy in my life would be worth the fight.

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  Ka
thy's eyes were so mesmerizing and I loved looking at them, although they made me think about all the things behind them that I did not know of, however, I was certain that there were more exciting things to learn about her than there were to disappoint me. As she looked deep into mine, she must be thinking the same thing, but soon she would find out that the things to scare her were not in my eyes; they were in my family. If they ever became a threat to my relationship with Kathy, they would see a side of me they never knew existed. I knew it would be a shock to them, and I would forgive them for their immediate reaction, but if they manufactured any campaign against our relationship, it would not end well for them.

  "For the first time, I hate flying first class. It’s not intimate. You’re sitting so far away from me and I can't get to be in your arms," Kathy complained after forcing herself onto my flight and tricked a passenger into give up his seat so she could sit next to me.

  "So you wish you were sitting 'round back?"

  "Absolutely!"

  "You can say that because first class is where you have been flying your whole life. This is the second time for me, so I'm sorry I couldn't go with you."

  "Two hours to go. Fuck," Kat complained.

  "You do realize we are going to the same place, right?" I asked. "Same apartment. Same bed."

  "So you wouldn't want to be beside me?"

  "It's killing me," I replied. "So, I'm using the time to think of all the things I’ll do to you when we get home."

  "Oh my God…"

  "When the seatbelt sign is off, come sit on my lap," I said and looked at the sign.

  "Do you always follow the rules?"

  "Yes," I replied, and I thought I saw a hint of guilt in her eyes.

  Kathy might easily be the rebel in her family and might not obey a single rule her parents set for her or taught her to live by, but no one could really tell because she seemed like the nicest person in the world. Her fear and sorrow in the courtroom made me believe that she was not the type to disobey rules, however, I didn't really know her well enough to be definitive.

  I held out my hand and she took it, squeezing it gently in her hand, caressing it at times while she kept her eyes on the fasten seatbelt sign. I wondered if she was nervous about coming home with me, but it was totally her idea. When she asked to go home with me, I didn't want to send the wrong message that I had something or someone to hide, so I chose not to object. I was excited about having her over, but would also love some time to process this crazy, whirlwind relationship I found myself in.

  Kathy made me feel like I was on top of the world, and that was not a place I had ever been because my life was about survival with occasional moments of happiness. Now Kathy was in my life, and I felt like joy and a future filled with beautiful surprises were the only thing in store for me. I wanted to take my head out of the clouds, but it was so beautiful up there that I could not bring myself down. Kathy was keeping me there.

  "Is someone coming to pick you up from the airport?" Kathy asked.

  "Otherwise called a cab."

  "We're taking...ah...would you like me to have someone pick us up?"

  "What's wrong with a cab?"

  "Ah...nothing!" she said, and I almost burst into laughter at her awkward lie. "It's just that I've never been in one."

  "You have never taken a cab?!"

  "No," she said and looked down at her fingers as if she was embarrassed, but I knew she just felt badly admitting it because she didn't want me to feel inferior to her.

  "Then call someone."

  "No. It's Ok. I'll…"

  "Hey. I want you to be comfortable, and I don't mind being chauffeured from the airport for a change," I smiled at her.

  "OK," she said and took out her phone.

  "Don't tell me you get cellphone service from thousands of feet in the sky too," I joked, and her embarrassed defensive response made me realize that she did not take it how I intended.

  "No...I...I don't…"

  "I'm kidding, babe," I said, getting used to the idea of calling another woman by such an endearing name.

  "I'm just sending an offline text so that as soon as I have service it will go through," she smiled then looked away.

  "Is something wrong?"

  "No," she said quickly and gave a half-smile.

  "I want you to always be honest with me," I said and held on to her hand. "Please."

  "Even if it hurts you?"

  "Yes."

  "Then we fight?"

  "Yes. Then we get over it and not be in the dark."

  "I would like you to tell me about what happened during the deliberation of my case."

  "I can't do that."

  She yanked her hand from mine, and I was not prepared for her reaction.

  "So you’re a fucking hypocrite then?" she asked and was clearly upset that I didn’t immediately provide the information. "You just told me to be honest with you, but you can't be with me?"

  "Kat, shhh! Calm down."

  "Don't tell me to calm down!" she said with her lips tightened in anger. "What went on back there?"

  "I can't tell you. I’m not allowed to discuss that with you," I replied in a low voice. "Please...stop."

  "Is everything OK?" a flight attendant asked, and I was so embarrassed she overheard our conversation.

  "Yes. I was just demonstrating to my girlfriend that…," Kathy stopped and smiled at the woman. "I'm sorry."

  "OK. Let me know if there is anything I can help with."

  "Thank you," we both said and watched the woman walk away.

  I sat looking at Kathy, completely confused.

  "What?" she asked and started laughing.

  "What the fuck was that just now?"

  "A demonstration. You said we must be honest with each other then argue about it and move on. Epic fail."

  "I couldn't tell you…"

  "Then look what happened. Honey, we can't just say anything when we know it will hurt the people we love."

  "That was a horrible example to use because I did not have a choice. I was bound to not...wait...love? You love me?"

  "From the moment I saw you. This is new to you, so I’ll wait for you to love me, but mine has been for a whole year. I didn't know it then. I just thought about you constantly and imagined a lot of things, but now I know I loved you all along," she said and looked at her favorite place on her fingers.

  "Is there something bothering you?"

  "No," she said and I dropped it because, based on her scary demonstration earlier, I knew she was choosing to keep whatever it was from me, and I shouldn’t push her to tell me. She probably wanted to wait until she was more comfortable to share it.

  There was much to learn about each other, and I welcomed the challenge because Kathy was worth fighting for. I already did once, and I was prepared to do that for the rest of my life if I had to. Kathy was my future, and no way in hell was I going to stand idly by and lose her, and that went for Deborah Callaway and Hogan Callaway. As much as I adored my grandmother, I would fight her too. I wanted this more than I had ever wanted anything in my life, and I was prepared to be selfish with this one. I did not care who had a problem with it because I wanted a happy future like everyone else. I had found the one, and I knew right away because Kathy chose not to waste any time with subtlety and mystery.

  The journey to the rest of my life had just begun.

  Chapter 7

  I held Kathy’s hand, and she squeezed tightly as if needing support to help with whatever was going on in her head. She seemed like such a strong person and had access to all the resources she could possibly need, yet she seemed so vulnerable and lacking confidence at times. She was such a mystery, and I felt this intense need to protect her, despite having so many people and resources at her fingertips. I wasn't sure what it was, but behind her big blue eyes was so much worry that I wasn't sure what was in store for us. The truth was, I didn't care what they were because I wanted to be nowhere else but by her side.

  I
laid back against my seat with her hand safely in mine and closed my eyes. My mind went back to the time we spent together, our stratospheric loving making, and how beautiful she made me feel. We were a perfect blend and even enjoyed just sitting and looking at each other with nothing to do. Doing nothing was also perfect. Wherever she led, I would follow as long as we were together. I smiled with happiness as I drifted off to sleep.

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  The drive to the apartment was wonderful yet nerve-racking. Kathy had introduced me to her driver and he greeted me as if I was her latest conquest. It might have been my imagination going wild, but that was how I felt. She held me close to her as we drove and it felt amazing, even causing my body to react to hers. However, I was worried about her coming to my apartment because it was not what she was accustomed to, and I saw how she reacted to the idea of taking a cab. She might not want to stay and might rather go to her place, which was in the opposite direction of where we were heading.

  I felt even more nervous when we got out of the car and she was looking around at the neighborhood where she might be spending the night, and she didn't seem impressed. I was always proud of my apartment, but now I was feeling like I lived in a hole because it didn't meet Kathy Poland's standard. When we walked through the main entrance of the apartment, her question confirmed my suspicion.

  "There's no security? Anyone can just walk right in?"

  "There's security here. They don't just stay in one place but…"

  "The entrance should be ground zero."

  "There are cameras everywhere. I'm sure they monitor for anything suspicious," I said and she didn't respond, nor did I provide any additional information.

  She held my hand in the elevator, and I was not sure if it was from desire or fear. As the door opened on the fifth floor, I got more nervous about taking her into my apartment. I was very clean and neat, but it was not what she was used to, and I was not sure if she would be comfortable to stay.

  "Come on in," I said with a nervous smile that I prayed went unnoticed.

  "This was not how I imagined you lived," she said, and I could not swallow.