Almost Lost, Never Forgotten

by T. L. Sieving

  We really did have a great lunch together, even though it started with the mobbing and ended with the notice of his upcoming, lengthy travel plans. Which equals not a whole lot of us time. Oh shit! I don’t think there’s an ‘us’ yet. Great, now I’m thinking ‘yet’. Maybe I do need to have a ‘man-made orgasm’ like Sam keeps reminding me I haven’t had in four years.

  After we got in the car Jax pulled me close and apologized for the mob scene. He took my face into his hands and gave me my new favorite moment. He kissed me in a way that said something to my insides that I can’t stop thinking about. I hope that moment plays in my dreams over and over again while we are apart.

  Jax took me to ‘Max Brenner’s’ for lunch. This crazy man recalls everything that I tell him. Yes, chocolate soup should be in everyone’s daily diet. We weren’t mobbed at lunch but people did recognize Jax, yelled out to him, stopped and took pictures, and asked for autographs.

  After lunch he drove me back to the office. We circled it once when we got caught up making out. Never once did his hands roam, and I’m shockingly, very irritated at this. I wonder what ‘blue balls’ are like because I think I have the girl version.

  “His hands really have never visited your mountains or dungeon?” Sam asks with a giggle.

  “Sam, how much have you had to drink?” I ask her. I can’t stop laughing, Sam always knows how to lighten a mood or make something funny.

  “Its 11:30pm Lucy, of course I had some cocktails while waiting for your skinny little ass to get home. Now ok, what about Oscar?” She asks suddenly serious again.

  Oscar Pentingway is an Admin in the entertainment department. They cover absolutely everything entertainment-related for NBC including local entertainment information and large bookings for the talk shows. The little twerp has been on a witch hunt for information from me about Sam, Sam's family, and now Jax.

  “Oh you know that dickless punk, I gave him my typical ‘fuck off’,” I say and Sam spits her wine out and gasps.

  ”Dickless now, huh? You give him the best nicknames, Lucy. I hope you really did tell him to ‘fuck off’!”

  Indeed I did.

  After we finish our wine we’re both ready for bed.

  “He told you he has to travel for awhile, huh?” she asks as she wraps her arms around me. “I’m sorry Lucy, but this may be good for you two,” she says.

  “Well, we’ll see. He’s a fabulous kisser, but seriously a prude,” I say with a sigh.

  “Damn, prude men,” she replies as we say goodnight and go to bed.

  Chapter 8

  Who the hell is ringing the doorbell at 4:30 in the morning?

  I’m up and on the treadmill when I hear the non-stop ringing. I turn it off, grab my towel, and run downstairs in my pink sports bra and matching shorts.

  “Holy shit!” I say.

  I’m shocked at the grand aroma of breakfast and an extremely handsome man standing at the front door.

  Jax is standing inside and reaching outside to ring the doorbell while laughing. “Its 4:30 in the morning, gorgeous, how much longer are you going to run?”

  I can’t help but giggle. “I was planning on another half hour or so,” I say to him as he crosses the room wrapping me up in his arms.

  “I can think of some other ways to finish the workout,” he whispers.

  “Oh, stop the teasing,” I whisper back.

  He starts kissing me but this isn’t enough. I’m going to be courageous and make him touch me this morning.

  He brushes his tongue along my lips and I open my mouth for him. He teases and bites my bottom lip with a nip. He takes control and the passion is electric.

  As I close my eyes and deepen the kiss I get oh-so-brave. I pull back for a second and say in a breathless voice, “I’m going to take a shower.” I pull him behind me, “make no mistake, Jax,” I say as I pull him up the stairs, “I fully intend for you to be in that shower with me.”

  I’m leaving little to the imagination in my workout clothes and I’m not at all nervous to be totally naked with this gorgeous man. I haven’t been naked with a man in so long that I should be a nervous wreck. I know this is right, though, because I’m excited. I want him.

  We’re both quiet as we walk upstairs through the bedroom and into my bathroom. I turn the shower on. When I turn back around, Jax is looking at me with hunger in his eyes. Oh God, this was a daring move. This man has made out with me twice now and has never tried to touch me.

  “Need some help?” he asks as he teasingly traces the lining of my sports bra.

  “Yes,” I answer in a whisper that’s barely loud enough for him to hear over the water. He slowly trails his finger upward, lightly brushing my breasts.

  I suck in a deep breath. This is so much more erotic than I imagined.

  He pulls up my sports bra and brushes his fingers over my nipples as he removes it. My entire body responds to this foreign feeling of arousal. His eyes don’t leave mine as he trails his fingers around my shorts lining and teases me in the same way. He slowly and meticulously lets his hands roam my body, close to my core.

  I swallow as he asks, “help with these too?”

  I can’t even talk, I just nod my head yes. He pulls my shorts, down rubbing against the outside of my legs. I never would’ve thought teasing could induce such lust.

  I stand before him, naked, our eyes locked on each other. I lean into him as I step out of my shorts, my hands still on his waist. I slowly move my hands under his shirt so my hands can roam his naked chest. Oh, what a body.

  I slowly trace the line of his shorts the same way he did to mine. I brush the tip of his arousal and I need to look down. It’s the first break of our eyes. Looks like I lost the staring contest.

  I’m happy to lose because what I see is this absolutely beautiful man in front of me. At 6’2” Jax is absolutely incredible. He has a scrumptiously defined six pack and sculpted arms that I could lay in for hours.

  The very sexy V at his core makes me gasp and demands that I touch it. I feel like a little vixen as I pull his shorts down sure to make contact with his very big and very hard cock.

  Holy Shit!

  I’m not a Virgin but I haven’t had a man touch me there in four years. The thirst and yearning push me forward.

  He takes a deep breath. I know I just shocked him with my brazenness. As he reaches past me, he opens the door to the shower, picks me up, and places me in it.

  Once in the shower, he starts kissing me trailing the kisses over to my ear. “How about I clean your body for you...”

  He squirts some soap in his hand, bypassing the sponge, and begins to lather my body. He starts at my shoulders and trails down my arms. He leans down and whispers to me to turn around and put my hands up.

  I look up at him, smile, turn around, and slowly lift my hands up in the air. He slowly massages my hands and leisurely moves past my arm pits and over the sides of my breasts down to my waist. He leans in and kisses my neck and whispers, “you’re absolutely stunning.”

  I smile, but he can’t see it. He stops only to put more soap on his hands and takes a step closer so I can fully feel his arousal on my back. Slowly he starts massaging my breasts and I can’t help but moan out loud.

  He pushes his arousal sliding it on my back as he grabs both my breasts with his hands. He moans, “oh babe, you're amazing.”

  “So are you,” I answer back.

  He tweaks my nipples and it releases a jolt from me. I miss his hands on my breasts immediately when he moves down to clean my stomach.

  Jax moves down to my bare core and continues cleaning me. He’s purposely not touching my clit, but it’s throbbing for his touch. He’s teasing me so much I think I’m going to explode.

  “Turn around,” he demands and I turn to see him fully aroused.

  He trails his fingers from my shoulders over my breasts to my core before announcing, “All clean! Oh wait, did I forget this...?”

  Ahh, he touches me for the first time.
I’m throbbing and the touch makes my legs weak. I start to collapse but he catches me.

  With one arm he holds me up and with the other he massages my throbbing clit. We start kissing and he enters me with one finger, and then two, while still massaging my nub with his thumb.

  As we’re kissing I’m moaning into his mouth and he’s moaning as well.

  “So tight babe; so responsive,” he pants.

  “Feels so good,” I moan and move my hand to grab his hard cock.

  He stops me and says, “No, you first.”

  He kneels down on the tiled floor and starts kissing my stomach before slowly moving down between my legs. I swear the moment he licks my clit while pumping his fingers into me is my undoing. I clench around his fingers and yell out his name.

  My first orgasm by a man in four years is explosive.

  I can barely stand up, but it’s my turn to explore him. I grab the soap and squirt it into my hands. I plan to take control of his body the same way he did to mine.

  I pay close attention to his entire body; this man is a God. Every part of him is so firm and so well defined. My job could be to wash him every day and it’d be a very satisfying life. I get to his member and stroke it with one hand to wash his impressive length, while the other pays homage to his balls.

  “Oh, babe!” he says as he leans down to kiss me. It’s not long before he has come undone in my hands.

  The water is running cold as he shuts it off and grabs the towel to dry me. His attention to my body is incredible.

  “Go get dressed before I can’t hold back,” he says as he pulls the towel away from me so I’m totally naked.

  I stand there for a second wondering if I want him to hold back. Before I can think too long he slaps my behind, and demands I change “Now!”

  Damn, bossy man. I guess we wait!

  This was so erotic and the anticipation of having sex with Jax makes me shudder. I had a little taste and I want more. The fact that he wants to wait for it makes me do a little happy dance. I turn around and walk to my closet fully aware that his eyes are all over me.

  It doesn’t take me long to get dressed and head downstairs. It’s 5:30am and normally I’m out the door by now, but Jax is in the kitchen with breakfast so I sit and enjoy this time with him.

  “I know you have to leave and so do I,” he says and hands me a cup of coffee.

  “This was a very nice surprise Jax.”

  He starts laughing. “I think I was the one that got the unbelievable surprise this morning, gorgeous,” he leans down, kisses me, and whispers, “That was fantastic.”

  We inhale our food as I really do need to get to the office. He said he needed to leave too, but what a terrific way to start the day.

  He has a car outside that is taking me to work; how nice. I usually take the subway to work, so this is a special treat.

  On the way to work he tells me he has some press duties the next few months that are going to take him out of town a lot. This is what he told me yesterday, but today he asks me if he plans one day in advance every week, would I date him.

  The way in which he asks me is so respectful. He didn’t just suggest that the one day a week he’d be home I should make myself available to him; he asked me to date him. I know it’s just words, but it’s very romantic to me.

  Of course, I agreed!

  Chapter 9

  Since Sam started her new job at Renault Financial she has been working a lot of late hours and most nights she’s been sleeping at the office.

  The stress she’s under while working for her dad is painful. She’s always said she wants to make decisions for herself, but I know working at this firm is something that was decided for her. She happens to be extremely smart and she is doing this to make her father proud of her.

  I’ve been seeing Jax now for a month and true to his word he has come back to New York at least once each week. We’ve had so many great days laying around the house or just walking around town. We keep it pretty low key; no fancy night’s out and so far no sex.

  I like Jax a lot and we’ve been having a really great time together. My only concern is I only see him once a week. Most of the time he comes home during the week and I can’t miss work once a week. I understand the demands of his job because I have a demanding job as well.

  Our relationship is moving slowly but it seems to be working for both of us. Last week I came home to find him sleeping in my bed. It wasn’t a planned day to visit and he never called to tell me he’d be here. The respect of my time earns him brownie points.

  So in return of that respect for my time I woke him up with a blow job.

  I meet up with Ana for lunch which is our weekly tradition. I don’t get to spend as much time with her as I used to, so we make sure we fit this into our schedule. Right as I sit down she blurts out, “Will you go to California with me?”

  She has the opportunity to go to Los Angeles to dress an actress for a premiere. She sounds so excited and nervous about it, so of course I agree to go with her. It will give us some good girl time. This actually works out very well since it’s also the premier for “Drowning,” the movie that Jax is in.

  “Has he asked you to go to the premiere with him?” Ana asks.

  I never thought about it, but he didn’t ask me. Hmm. “No, he hasn’t. We have really only been dating for a month Ana. It’s not that serious and honestly I’m not sure if he’s dating anyone else.”

  Yikes, I haven’t even thought about that; I wonder if Jax is dating other people? Well, I’m no guy but not having sex is eating at me. He has to be having sex. Great, not something I want to think about. Major buzz kill.

  Ana laughs at me and tells me she can see my wheels turning and suggests that I talk this over with Jax.

  “Oh, whatever Ana. I’m happy!”

  “Good,” she says. “That’s all I want is for you to be happy… and to be having sex… Work on that part, Lucy!”

  I can’t help but laugh. Apparently I’m the only one of my friends not having sex.

  Lunch is always quick, but it's on a regular basis. We eat at the same deli each week and even though it’s a quick 30-40 minutes, I treasure this time with Ana every week.

  I get back to the office and receive the itinerary for our trip to California. Damn, Ana is fast. I request the time off work and it’s immediately denied. What the hell is going on? I have got to find Rebekka to understand why she denied my time off. It’s the first time I’m requesting any time off in the past year so I can’t understand why it’d be denied.

  My worrying is for nothing.

  Turns out my project proposal received the green light and she’s sending me to California for work. I’m going to LA to interview a Dodger player for a segment we’re running called: The Up and Coming Baseball Legions.

  The segment was my idea and I’m so thankful Rebekka is having me conduct all of the interviews. She thinks denying my vacation request was hilarious. Well, she can play all the jokes she wants to because my day has just gotten so much better.

  I’m the host of a highly anticipated sports Special Edition!

  I’m on cloud nine!

  I get back to my desk and text Ana and Sam.

  Me: Hey Ladies, big news! My project just received the green light. Celebrations tonight! Leave work by 5pm…this is NOT a request!

  Sam: Wahoo! Ok I’ll leave at 5pm, see you soon. Congratulations, biatch!

  Ana: Congratulations! Leave at 5? HA! I don’t work in an office like you two. I’m having drinks at 3pm with new designers, so I can easily leave by 5. See you at your place!

  I spend the rest of the day working out the scheduling of visiting the eight baseball players that we want to shoot for the segment. The players were already selected with the help of many analysts and submitted with this proposal a few months ago.

  This is awesome! I don’t have to pay for this trip and I get to meet some of the baseball players I don’t usually talk with since they are on the west coast.
And this project will definitely get me noticed by the sports world and ESPN.

  There’s only one interview I’m nervous about so I put him at the very end of the project.

  I wrap up my day by 5pm which was nearly impossible, but I did it. By 5:05pm I’m out the door and greeted by James, Sam’s driver. It’s nice to have this perk on Fridays; traffic in the city at 5pm is killer and it’s the only day I leave around this time. I’m very happy that Sam's already in the car because usually she’s not.

  “Wahoo! It’s celebration time!” Sam shouts as I get into the car.

  I lean over and give her a hug. It’s nice to have someone to celebrate my day with. I’m so excited for some girl time.

  “I have cocktails!” She says and pulls out two plastic tumblers with straws in them and says, “Cheers to you little Luciana for making your place in the sports world; I’m so proud of you.”

  Sam really is the best girlfriend I could have ever hoped to meet here.

  When we get home, Ana is sitting on the front porch and shouts over to us. “Took you bitches long enough, where’s my drink?!”

  “Whatever biatch, you have a key.” Sam shouts back with a large grin on her face. The friendly banter makes us all laugh.

  Sam and I go upstairs to change while Ana puts music on and pours us all some wine. It’s so nice to have such close friends that can get together and have fun.

  We spend the night eating carryout Chinese food and having lots of girl talk. Sam is going to try to come to Los Angeles with us, but she doesn’t know if she’ll be able to get the time off.

  Ana fills us in that she’s interviewing with a stylist while she’s in Los Angeles. This is a surprise because she’s always said she wanted to be a buyer. All of the relationships she’s made with designers have led her to think that styling may be a good career move and she sounds so thrilled; it’s easy to be happy for her.

  I tell them about my project and I know I sound ridiculous with excitement. This is such a huge segment for me and it will really lead me in a good direction in the sports world. It’s a lot of pressure, but I can do this.

  “Who will you be interviewing?” Sam asks.