by Linde Lean
But years of discipline at the orphanage initiated no retaliation from her, accepting his criticism; perhaps it was deserved…
Though she knew she would never use her status to lord it over all, it was not in her personality to do so. Thankfully it did not appear that the general opinion of the staff were of the same opinion. Dave mentioned that most of them recognized from the onset something about her that spoke of inborn class, notwithstanding the fact that she grew up in an orphanage. She felt a fraud when she heard this. If only they knew how hard she worked to ‘polish’ herself in an endeavour to finally put the past and all the pain it held behind her.
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Chapter Seven
Jenny looked at herself in the full-length mirror in her bedroom. Her life now a far cry from what it was before she first came to work for Ryan.
She still felt the same inside, but her image reflecting back at her, showed almost no sign of the young girl she was then. Tonight she was celebrating her twenty-first birthday, with Ryan, Andy and his family.
Her friends and she had celebrated this milestone earlier on in the week. Jenny and her longtime friend, Amy and her university friends went to the Beach Hut Restaurant aptly named, where they celebrated the night away.
Though she’d invited Ryan to join her and her friends, he’d declined, advising that he preferred to celebrate her special day with her tonight with his family.
They were dining on the family luxury yacht tonight, anchored at Three-Anchor Bay.
The expensive perfume she could now afford surrounded her subtly as she leant forward to check her makeup in the mirror.
Jenny thought she looked sophisticated in her turquoise skirt, with matching embroidered pure silk blouse and short waist jacket.
Her makeup, the same deep turquoise highlighted her deep blue eyes. Her long black hair combed back and hanging loose, down to her waist. She wore plain round gold studs in her ears and around her neck she wore a string of pearls with a large gold clasp that lay between her breasts.
She could not help but compare this image, with the one, so long ago, when she drove into the City with Ryan, that Monday morning, to buy her first outfits since leaving the orphanage.
To date no words of love had been exchanged between her and Ryan. She could only gauge Ryan’s reasons. For her, she knew it was as she was afraid that this fairy tale would come to an end.
Turning away from the mirror and her misgivings, Jenny walked to her bed and collected her white and turquoise bag, which exactly matched her high heel sandals.
When she entered the formal lounge, Ryan immediately walked to her and took her in his arms, his warm lips pressed a conservative kiss on her forehead.
“Honey, you look beautiful.” Stepping back he turned and guided her to his parents.
“Yes indeed, Jenny, you’ve matured into a lovely woman, we are so proud of you.” Reed, Ryan’s father, enfolded her in an affectionate hug.
“I can only endorse that statement, Jenny, many happy returns.” Susan leaned closer and gave Jenny a beautifully wrapped gold box.
“Thank you.” But before she could open it, Mary enthusiastically hugged her, another gift, from them placed in her hand.
“Many Blessings, Jenny, Mike and I hope that all your dreams come true.”
Mike leant down to give her a kiss on the cheek. “Yip, you deserve it kid.”
Looking at her trembling hands she laughed. “Oh gosh, thank you, look at my hands, I am so excited.” Jenny looked at them and felt such a rush of love and thanks for the life they’d had given her, she hoped they could see what they meant to her.
Just then, Andy came running into the room, he too was smartly dressed for the occasion, sporting a sailor’s shirt and matching pants. Going down onto her haunches, to hug Andy, not mindful of her clothes at all. Jenny accepted the gift he was eagerly held out to her.
“Happy birthday, Jenna, I know your birthday was on Wednesday, but Daddy said we were to keep it a secret till tonight.” Ryan’s son looked at him, clearly holding his father responsible for the lateness of the gift.
“Thank you, will you help me to open my presents?”
Andy of course did not need a second invitation, and eagerly tore open Ryan and his gift to her.
She took the ring box from him, her heart beating in her throat, surely not here and not like this? Jenny did not know if she should be relieved or disappointed when it revealed a plain, gold pinkie ring, with a row of diamonds.
Ryan whispered in her ear, his, fresh, warm breath, on her skin, “studies and degree to be attained, before I can allow myself all the liberties, your eyes have been promising me.”
A warm flush spread up her throat. Her legs felt like jelly when she saw the raw desire in his eye. Surely he did not think that she could wait another month, till after she completed her exams?
This question must’ve revealed in her eyes, as he inclined his head to her and whispered in his husky undertones, for her ears only. “I have waited three years for you, this time round I’m doing it right.”
His lips were warm and held so much promise, but then the rest of the family intruded.
“Come on, aren’t you going to open the other gifts?” Mary wanted to know.
Trying to appear unruffled, Jenny stood on tiptoe, and Ryan leaned down to her, to catch her words, “Everything, is just right, it is perfection. Thank you Darling.”
Ryan took her hand in his, and then felt her trace with her perfectly manicured finger, a path of promise from between his middle and index finger to the base of his palm, before closing her small hand over his large one.
He closed his eyes and knew she heard the slight hiss leave his lips. Opening his eyes again he caught the provocative look she gave him before innocently turning to accept the now opened gifts from Andy.
Reed and Susan’s gift was a dainty gold charm bracelet, with a diamond and gold cross charm on it. Mary and Mike gave her a matching slim gold watch. Their thoughtful gifts brought tears to her eyes.
Reed saw the emotional reaction in the women, and instructed. “Let’s leave before everyone ends up in tears.”
As they were celebrating and no one wanted to drive having consumed alcohol, each family was using their chauffeur driven limousines. Andy eagerly asked to drive with his grandparents jumping up and down with excitement.
Jenny and Ryan were left to travel alone, and as soon as the vehicles moved off, Ryan closed the one-way glass partitioning which separated them and the driver, enclosing them in an intimate cocoon.
The CD in the limousine played the romantic songs of Shayne Ward, adequately filling the silent void. Without a word, Brian lifted her across his lap. Slowly he unbuttoned her blouse, exposing her breasts, held firmly in the designer turquoise bra. Deftly he undid the front clasp. As her breasts sprang free, she leaned back waiting to feel his lips on her breast..
Her breath left her body in a soft sigh, as she felt his warm mouth and tongue encircled her nipples, his lips sucked strongly. He gave equal attention to each aroused peak. Lifting her knees slightly she readily opened her legs.
Not waiting for a second invitation, Ryan quickly moved his hand to that wet pulsating V that she so eagerly opened up for him. As he slowly rubbed her intimate outer lips, she turned into his embrace, her mouth accepting his deep and plundering kiss.
Ryan thrilled at the sensation her tongue created as he emulated what his fingers were now doing to her. Pushing up against his hands with her hips, she arched for fuller possession. Recognizing her need, he allowed another finger to join the other two.
Oh, she was so wet and opening herself so wide for him. As he sucked her tongue into his mouth, he could almost feel what it would be like to slip into her firm, wet passage.
He had been celibate so long! Cold showers and other quick fixes did not sate his natural high sex drive or his need for her. In this day and age his need to court her, would be considered old fashioned, but it
had just felt right, to respect her in this way.
She was beautiful, and he could feel his control slipping. But he would try to wait, it was just a few months to the end of the year, then he had a formal engagement planned and with his contacts already alerted, they could be married by February.
Her soft moans and pulsating orgasm brought his erection fiercely wanting release. Closing his eyes he threw his head back, clinching his jaw together, he fought to control his body. Hell this was going to be a long night!
Jenny looked up, her own body sated in the pleasure his hands and fingers had given her. She recognized the strain he was going through to bring himself under control. Without giving it a further thought, she impulsively moved off him, pulling her skirt back up her thighs to give her more leverage, she turned onto her knees.
Leaning over him, she pulled the zipper to his pants down, he immediately went to still her hands. But he kept his head thrown back, the muscles in his cheek and jaw showing how near he was to spilling and loosing control.
But Jenny ignored his hand, and made quick work, releasing his huge pulsating shaft. Without hesitation, she eagerly took him in her mouth. She had never done this before, and was working from pure instinct and wanting to please him, and give him some relief.
“Oh God, Jenny what are you doing?”
But she heard the rhetorical question in his voice, and his hips gave lie to his objection, as he lilted his hips to her mouth.
His hand slipped under her long hair to rest at the back of her neck. His intention was to stop her, but the sensation of him in her mouth, all over him, had him hesitating. Just then as he was about to lift her head, her tongue run up and down his shaft, then gently pressed into his tip. He was in deep trouble, he felt his control slip.
Giving in, he placed the hand that was supposed to restrain her, on her head, guiding, encouraging her to take more of him.
He felt her inexperience, and this thrilled him all the more. She did not release him, but hesitated as if waiting for him to school her in what he wanted next. Being in the car like this meant that she was willing to allow him to go all the way in this divine pleasure she was offering him…
Unless he could find a hanky and move her away quickly enough before he spilled himself in her mouth. As he moved to get what he was looking for from his pocket, she looked up from her position over him.
Placing her hand over his, she stopped his search, and then went down on him again with vigour. This indicated to him, her hundred percent participation in this act, and her willingness to go all the way, with her oral seduction.
She wanted this, she needed this, for too long she allowed him to lead and give. She needed to lead and give, wanting, needing his total surrender to her. Looking into his aroused eyes, she felt his strong response to her looking at him, while she serviced him. Then turning her head back, she again pulled him deep into her mouth, pushing his shaft up against the pallet of her mouth; she rubbed him, and felt him slip further into her mouth
Ryan lost in the pleasure she was giving her, closed his eyes, and lifted his hips, giving her the pace he wanted her to set. Then in one last thrust, he gave over to his release.
The intoxicating fragrance of his shower gel from the nest of black hair from which his huge shaft rose, and the erotic taste of his seed as he spilt into her, brought a pulsating pleasure from her very being. She drank him and loved him, her adoration and supplication to his needs made her the victor, the one in control, as he totally lost his control!
When he was done, she licked and kissed him a while longer, giving him a moment to recoup. As she felt his hand at the base of her nap, encouraging her to come to him, she lifted her head, and eagerly went to him.
Ryan slanted his open mouth over hers, and as he took her tongue he tasted himself on her.
‘That was fantastic, thank you. I suspect this is not going to be enough for us tonight.” Looking deeply into her delighted blue eyes, he kissed the tip of her nose.
“How was that for you, did I do it right?”
Placing his forehead against hers, he reassured her.
“You did everything just right, but I’m afraid as much as it has helped me not having a burning hard-on the whole night, just the idea of what you’ve just done, is going to make this a very long night! You do realize that after this, I will not be able to wait for the end of the year. It begins tonight?
“I am ready, what feels so right, cannot be wrong. What’s a few months anyway?
Pulling her closer he gave her another tender kiss. Then putting her gently aside, he fastened the buttons to her blouse, checked her make-up, remarking, “You look ravished, Miss Smith, I suggest, you put on some lipstick.”
As she checked her hair and make-up, he quickly neatened himself. Catching her look, he gave her a satisfied smile, his male pleasure at reducing her to this state very apparent.
She almost giggled when the car came to a standstill. They’d barely made it with only seconds to spare! When the chauffeur opened the door, she sedately slipped out of the limousine; Ryan followed her just as coolly.
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Chapter Eight
She spent a magical night with her new family and it was very late when she and Ryan returned, home. He carried his sleeping son to his room, and left Jenny to tuck Andy in, while he went downstairs to do his routinely, nightly check with Dave, before, retiring for the night.
Thought he’d confirmed his intentions for tonight, he’d still managed to maintain a fine restraint throughout the night. Jenny was not sure if he still meant to continue where they’d left off, and being unsophisticated in what was expected of her, she was not sure what she should do now.
Should she go to her room? But once there, if he did not join her she knew she would lack the confidence to seek him out in his bedroom. Biting her lip, she decided to seek him out downstairs instead.
Just then, Ryan came up the stairs taking three steps at a time, until he stopped in front of her. His dark blue shirt was unbuttoned to his mid chest, revealing his muscled chest with the dark hair nestled there. His hair was in slight disarray as he habitually raked his hand through it.
Ryan was not drunk, but she could smell the liquor, he’d consumed on his breath. He placed his hands on her waist, and pulled her to him.
At her vantage point standing two stairs up from him, she leaned forward, her arms going around his neck, as she met his lips with hers.
His mouth and tongue reaped havoc with her senses. Was she up to this, was she experienced enough? Would she please him, how did she compare with his other lovers? All these questions bantered away in the far recesses of her mind, as she tried to banish her insecurities. She wanted him, she needed him and she loved him!
Her innocent, tentative fingers in his hair, drove him wild with desire. Ryan initially wanted to wait till after her graduation to tie the knot, but what had transpierced in the limousine and the wine he had consumed, was just enough to allow him to throw all his honorable intentions to the wind, his year of abstinence finally coming to an end!
Still holding her to him, he carried her to his room. He tenderly lay her down on his lush, cream, king size bed, while deftly removing her jacket, blouse and pulling her skirt over her small hips. Clenching his jaw, his gazed at her small breasts encased in the finest turquoise silk, her breasts did things for him that no large voluptuous breasts had ever done for him.
Ryan then traced her firm stomach, her ribcage expanding in rabid succession, her heart visibly beating frantically in anticipation. He did not slip his hand under the matching delicate lace silk panty. Instead he placed the palm of his hand, on her very apex.
She tried to lock him into her by bringing her knees together, her thighs enclosing his hand where it rested. As he rubbed her, he could feel her moistness through the thin material of her panty.
Using his other hand he again traced a path, back to her breasts. Ryan’s fingers, found the front clasp to her
bra, as her breast were released from their confines, his head descended to take one perfect tight nipple in his warm, moist mouth. Her soft groans of delight, igniting him.
The perfect roundness of her breast enclosed in his large hand, he bit and tugged at her nipple, his mouth and tongue enclosing her breast. He raised her slightly to take her bra off, throwing it down on the floor with her other clothes.
As she lay vulnerable, looking at him, he slowly removed her shoes, and then ran his hand from her ankle up her leg to rest against the back of her knee.
Then confidently he moved up her inner thigh, sliding his hands under her bottom, he slipped his hand under her panty, enclosing her bottom with his hand, kneading her fullness, as he watched her face contort in exquisite anticipation.
With deft expertise, he made this an erotic act, rather than an awkward one, as he slowly pulled her panty sensually down her thighs, over her knees, down to her ankles and then simply deposited it on the floor.
The noises coming form her tight chest, almost little cries of pain, begged for his touch and entry.
Looking at her laying so innocent and trusting on his bed, he could not believe that after all this time she was finally going to be his. He watched her eyes dilate as he slowly undid his shirt, the cuff buttons taking a bit longer than usual as he felt the slight tremble in his fingers as he removed his cufflinks. Pulling his shirt from his pants, he stripped for her. Her tentative fingers had already undone his belt-buckle and the top button to his pants. She blushed beautifully when he raised a brow at this evidence. He then proceeded to unzip, and still watching her he pulled his pants over his hips.
She feasted her eyes on his muscled torso, well-defined stomach muscles, and firm arms and legs. His penis was large as it strained against the confines of the now almost too small underpants.
Dear heaven on earth, only this woman, no one else, now and forever, he thought as he came over her.