by Amy Stephens
“Not everyone is fortunate to see these.”
Confused by what he meant, I took the envelope from him and turned it over. It wasn’t sealed and I could tell there were pictures inside.
“What’s this?” I pulled out a set of photos and felt my breath catch in my throat when I noticed what they were pictures of.
The first photo was of Jaime wearing a pair of nice tan slacks, a button-up shirt, and brown loafers. His hair was still long in the photos so I wondered how old they were. He was leaning up against a tree looking off at something in the distance. There were five pictures in all.
I flipped to the second photo and in this one his hair was loose, hanging just below his shoulders. It was also an outdoor shot taken near a large outdoor cement water fountain. There were rose bushes blooming in the background and the grass surrounding the fountain was a perfect shade of green.
“Where did you get these?” I’m sure the look of awe showed on my face.
“One of the guys at camp saved up enough money to buy himself a camera. Right when school had started back this semester I asked him to take a few shots of me so I’d be able to send them to my mom. She’s not had any photos of me the entire time I’ve been away and I thought it would be a nice surprise for her to see me wearing the outfit she had shipped for me to wear at graduation.”
“Oh Jaime. They’re gorgeous. She’s going to love them.”
“I hope so.”
“But how did you get them printed?” I asked since I thought the guys were limited with what they could do.
“Jackson, the guy who took them, got his wife to develop them. Since we do have access to use the computers, he emailed the shots to her and she mailed printed copies back for him to give to me. I just got them yesterday.” He was beaming, proud of the photos of himself. And he should be. These photos made him look like a model and not a felon. “I hope my momma likes them.”
“So you’ve mailed them to her already?”
“No, not yet. I need a few more stamps then I’ll send them. She’s supposed to be sending me some, they just haven’t arrived yet.”
“Can I send them for you? Please, I would love to do this for you.” I could tell the thought had never occurred to him to let me do it.
“Would you mind?”
“No, not at all.”
The expression on his face was priceless. My small act of kindness had surely made his day.
“But how did you manage to sneak them out so you could bring them to me?”
“They don’t check our pockets going out, only coming back in. I’ll bring them to class Tuesday night if you’re sure you wouldn’t mind.”
“She’s going to love them.”
I flipped to the last photo and my mouth dropped as I took in the site before me. Jaime was sitting on the edge of the same fountain only this time he was wearing nothing but a pair of work-out shorts. I was speechless. His chest was… it was…mouth-watering. There was the right amount of hair, not too much or too little. What I wouldn’t give to be able to slide my hands across this chest.
“Oh my God! Jaime, I had no idea.”
“No, idea what?”
“You are so built. I know you said you worked out but I had no idea you looked like this underneath that ridiculous jumpsuit.”
“So you like them, huh?”
“I love it. I’m just not sure which one I like most. Your friend did a wonderful job of capturing just the right look.”
“Will you put one of them beside your bed and think about me every night?”
“Oh Jaime….”
“I take that as a yes?”
“Wait until I show these to Monica.”
“I have another surprise for you.”
Jaime helped me stand from my chair after I’d put the photos in my purse. We scooped up my things and then I followed him over to the south wall of the building. I noticed a few doors that were generally open during the weeknights were now closed. I figured the staff during the week was probably different from that of the weekend. Some of the doors had nameplates on the outside, others didn’t. After we had passed four doors, I noticed the fifth one didn’t have anything written on the outside of it. Jaime hesitated, looking both ways, before turning the knob.
“What’s in here?” I asked, curious as to where he was taking me. I, too, turned to look just to make sure we weren’t being watched before I joined him.
“Shhh. It’s a secret.” He brought his finger up against his lips and I couldn’t wait to find out what he had planned for us next. So far I’d liked his other surprises and hoped this one was just as good as the last one.
Inside, the room was completely dark. I stood still as he carefully closed the door behind us. I heard a click and assumed he had locked the door from the inside. I was scared to move since I couldn’t see anything.
“Don’t let go.” He told me and I gripped his hand tighter.
Taking small shuffling steps, I used my free hand and put it out in front of me to keep from running into anything while I kept my other hand secured in his. Where were we? Was it some kind of storage room?
When we’d taken twenty or so steps, Jaime dropped my hand and I heard the sound of something being ruffled. I stood still not knowing what to expect. A tiny ray of light appeared between the slats of the mini-blind that was in one of the windows.
I couldn’t see much of what was inside the room, but the daylight shining through shed just enough light to keep me from tripping over anything. It was some kind of storage room with boxes stacked on the floors and on a couple of tables.
“Whatever you do, don’t bump the blinds.” He told me.
“Okay.”
“These windows aren’t tinted like the others. If someone outside sees the blinds moving, not that anyone would be watching them, but they may realize which window this is and come to investigate. Otherwise, they won’t notice the small separation in the blinds.”
“Are you sure no one will come in here?”
“Just trust me.” He sounded confident and I wondered how many others had used this room before. If he knew about it then I’m sure we’re not the first couple to use the room.
Jaime slid over a couple of boxes and made room for us to lean against one of the tables. I hadn’t noticed how warm the room was when we had first entered, but now, I was pretty sure my nerves had also played a part in the heat I was suddenly feeling.
Placing both of his hands on the sides of my face, he brought his lips down to mine. He tasted like mint and I wondered if he’d been chewing gum. He reached down to remove my sweater and I pressed my body against his.
There was no doubt in my mind, Jaime knew how to kiss. His lips were magical and it had never taken long for my body to react when we’d kissed before.
But today was different. For some reason, I was still drawn to him, but I felt differently in his presence. I wasn’t wanting him to suck and nip at my breasts like I had previously wanted him to do, but instead, I wanted him to just touch me, to run his hands over my body. I wanted him to feel my curves, everything that made me a woman. I wanted to be caressed.
He began lifting my dress while keeping his lips on mine. When my dress was up around my waist, I felt him glide his fingers over the area right below my stomach. It twitched from his touch but the sensation was incredible. I may have initially wanted him to just hold me, but now, I was glad I’d chosen to wear the lacy thong. The room was dim but he didn’t need light to see just how much of my ass was exposed. He groped every bit of my ass and felt no shame in doing so.
He looped his finger underneath the side string and pulled them down. I lifted my foot and stepped out of them. I hadn’t expected this to be happening today. I may have dressed the part with my thong panties, but I seriously hadn’t planned to go much further than what we’d previously done.
“You’re not in any hurry are you?” He whispered in between his kisses.
“Not at all. I only want to be here with
you.” I murmured.
Jaime suddenly dropped down to his knees and I thought my knees were going to buckle. It was a good thing I was leaning back on the table or I’d surely have fallen.
I placed my hands on top of his head while he brought his lips to the area just above my clit. He kissed the spot over and over sending sensations throughout my body I’d never felt before. He blew his warm breath onto my folds and I knew I was in for a wild moment of passion.
He ran one finger from the top of my clit, then down, just barely skimming over my wetness. He stopped when his finger reached my ass, then he retraced the same pattern only backwards this time. I couldn’t move. This was the greatest feeling in the world. When what’s his name, I was so distracted I couldn’t even think straight, had taken my virginity it was nothing like this. Nothing freaking comparable. There had been no foreplay and definitely no feelings on his part.
He gently eased one finger inside of me and angled it upwards finding my sweet spot. It was intense and I was having difficulty breathing. Slowly moving it around in a circular pattern, he began to slide it in and out. Oh so slowly, in and out while his thumb applied pressure to my clit.
I felt bad because he was focusing so much on satisfying me and I’d yet to do anything for him.
“Are you okay?” I asked him, hating to interrupt the moment.
“Oh baby, I’m doing just fine.”
I listened to him pant and moan and wondered how long it had actually been since he’d been able to make love to a woman. I know being in prison there wasn’t much privacy but I wasn’t naïve, I knew the guys were taking care of their “needs.” Whether it was in the shower or in their beds at night, some things you couldn’t overlook. He was in tune to what would satisfy my needs. If there had been anyone else that he’d brought here, I really didn’t want to know about it.
When I felt I was close to reaching an orgasm, I gently pushed his face back.
“Jaime, I’m close.”
“Mmm.”
“But…..” I couldn’t finish before he was placing his mouth back on the same spot again.
Working his fingers in a faster motion, the sensations quickly returned and I knew I was moments away from reaching my peak. Was I ready for this to happen?
I pushed myself up on my tiptoes, doing everything within me to prolong my orgasm. When I could no longer fight it, I relaxed back onto the table and lifted my hips up to his mouth. He couldn’t suck fast enough. He inserted a second finger and I cried out as the orgasm rushed throughout my body.
I panted with each thrust of his fingers, wishing they could go deeper inside me. It’d been a while since I had felt some kind of release but it wasn’t comparable to this. I placed my hands on the sides of his face and guided his mouth to the spot that craved him the most.
When the moment subsided, I relaxed trying to catch my breath again. I thought Jaime was going to join me on the table, but instead, he stayed down on his knees with his face just inches away from my exposed area.
Using his finger, he spread my juices around then placed the drenched finger in his mouth.
“You taste so sweet, baby.” I heard him making sucking noises and I couldn’t believe he’d found me so tantalizing.
I wanted to retreat, almost embarrassed that he was seeing me in this position even in this dim light. I wasn’t “easy” but somehow he had taken complete control over my body and I couldn’t refuse him. In fact, I wanted more.
I couldn’t resist the urge to drop my hand down and feel all the juices he had caused to flow from my body. My pussy was slick and my hand easily glided over my clit. I slowly inserted the tip of my finger working it around and feeling my swollen folds.
The sensation quickly returned again and I found myself rubbing my clit faster and faster. I knew I was seconds away from coming. I patted my fingers against my pussy enjoying the pleasure I was creating in my own body.
I kept my eyes closed and wondered what Jaime was thinking as he watched me pleasure myself. When I felt my release was about to explode, I flicked my fingers until the sensation was coursing its way throughout my body. I was having another orgasm and the feeling was unbelievable. This was my first time having multiple orgasms and wow, it felt like heaven.
When it subsided, I sat up again feeling a little lightheaded.
“Damn Erica. Wow.”
When I noticed Jaime wasn’t making any moves towards unfastening his own pants, I reached out to pull at his belt loops. While my blood was still pumping wildly, I wanted him to join me. I wanted to feel him inside of me. I wasn’t ready this moment to end yet.
“Come here.” I whispered pulling him forward.
“No, baby. Not yet.”
I sat up the rest of the way. “Do what? What do you mean not yet? Don’t you want me?” I was confused. I thought we were in the beginning stages of taking our relationship to another level. He’d caused me to have an earth shattering orgasm, then I’d done something I never thought I’d ever have the courage to do in front of anyone. I’d pleasured my own self while he watched. And now he’s telling me not yet.
“I do want you. More than you could ever know. But we can’t. I won’t do that to you here. You deserve more.”
Was I hearing him right? Was he telling me he wasn’t good enough? After everything we’d experienced together this semester, he had the balls to tell me this now. I was confused.
“I thought….” He cut me off before I could finish telling him what I thought.
“Look, I want you. I want to make incredible love to you, love that you deserve. Love that you have never experienced before. But this is not the place. I will not make love to you like this. We will be some place better, some place other than a storage room. I respect you so much more than that.”
I was trying hard to understand what he was saying. He was right and I did deserve more than a storage room but if he were true to his word, then my chances for anything else happening were pretty slim. Unless, no, that could never happen. There was no way I would risk him leaving the base with me. I really hope that was not what he was suggesting. There’s no way I’d risk leaving like Hector and his girlfriend had done.
I let my dress fall back down in place and I slipped my sandals back on my feet. I felt funny with no underwear on and wondered if I’d be able to find them again with so little light to see by.
“I’m not trying to hurt you.” Jaime pleaded. He could tell I was hurt.
“I know. I was just so worked up. I was ready to share this moment with you.”
“I’m sorry. But when I make love to you for the first time it will not be here. We may play around but you will be treated in the way a real woman deserves.”
I had to really commend him for feeling this way. While it was hard knowing I was ready to go, I really appreciated the respect he’d just shown for me. I really doubt most of the other guys he was in camp with would have had the self-control to stop.
Jaime wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close. He rubbed my lower back and I leaned my head against his shoulder.
“You smell so good.”
“Mmmm. I’m sorry.”
“Sorry for what?” He leaned back and looked down at me.
“I thought you were implying….you know, that you wanted to leave with me. Like you had told me about Hector.”
“No, baby. I’d never put you in that predicament. Never.”
I rested my head on his shoulder again and enjoyed being held in his arms. Each time we were together it only seemed to get better and better. It was almost too good if you want to know the truth.
When our afternoon had finally come to an end, I made sure I’d not left anything behind. Well, I may have forgotten one tiny little something. Jaime had picked up my panties from the floor and before I could take them from his hand, he’d stuffed them in his pocket.
“These are mine now.”
I didn’t know what to say. I’d never had anyone want to keep my panties bef
ore.
Later that night, when I was sitting on my bed listening to my music, I asked myself how I’d allowed myself to get in this situation in the first place. I’d never known something like this was possible. I’d never heard of the Falcon Club or any other military group for that matter.
Why had I been drawn to Jaime in the first place and not to any of the other guys I shared a class with? I mean, there were plenty that could have easily taken his place. Guys that were able to have a “real” relationship with no secrets. But no, I had to fall for the one that I couldn’t have, at least not have in the way I wanted.
Chapter Fourteen
Jaime had brought me the envelope addressed to his mother on Tuesday night and I’d mailed it out first thing the following day. I didn’t mind doing this for him at all and I hoped his mother really enjoyed the phots.
Our meetings at the library during the week ceased and we only saw each other outside of the classroom now on Sundays. I wished I could have seen him more often but Sundays were more relaxed and we weren’t pressed for time like we were during the week. Also, with the staff being different, there was less risk of being seen together. We didn’t have any more risqué encounters either and I began to wonder if there were going to be any more. The attraction was still there between us but I felt like he was holding back because he sensed just how much I wanted him. Was he trying to spare my feelings since our time together was coming to an end?
The weeks were passing by so quickly that before we knew it, study guides for our finals were being passed out. I shuddered just thinking about it. During our meeting the Sunday before the Thanksgiving break, Jaime surprised me by inviting me to attend his graduation commencement ceremonies that would be held at an off campus site downtown. He explained that, because of their expense, he’d only ordered a few printed announcements and those had been for his immediate family. He hoped I understood and didn’t hold it against him. Even though I would like to have had one, I did understand. It was nice that the government gave the inmates the same options to purchase them just as they did for the regular students. But what if….what if we didn’t see each other again? What if he never came back to me once he graduated and was released?