Seducing Peaches

by Smith, Crystal

  “Well, you will now.” She just wanted to eat and get back out on the road. She wanted to

  bury herself in the book and try to forget who was next to her.

  “What about fresh peaches?” And without even realizing he had just spoke those words he continued. “I think I will have breakfast for supper, I'll have the same.” She just stared at him. They gave their orders to the waitress and Tom began his small talk again.

  “So Lois, you never told me where you are from.”

  “Well, I really don't like talking about it, but I am from a small town in southern Missouri. I grew up there and there really isn't much to do there, so I decided I wanted to leave and find bigger and better things”

  “Do you ever go back to visit?”

  “No, there is nothing left there for me, so I don't bother with it.”

  “What about family, mom, dad, siblings?”

  “I don't have any family left. My mother died when I was young, my dad was an alcoholic so he never knew if he was coming or going much less me. I was more of a loner and continue to be I think. When you are by yourself you don't have any family drama to deal with, you don't have any kind of drama your only responsibility is yourself. It’s just a lot easier that way.”

  “I know what you mean. I don’t like people knowing a lot about me either.”

  “I really don't want to talk about that part of my life. It wasn't the greatest part of my life and really don't want to discuss it, so you can explore it, if it’s OK with you I would much rather not go there. And besides what makes you so interested in my life now? ” She was almost demanding and an over powering anger was noted in her voice.

  Tom was stunned. She liked seeing him pick his jaw up for a change. “I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pry. I won't do that again. It was just my curiosity.”

  “Well, how did you know that it was going to bring out mixed feeling of my alcoholic father, who didn’t know how to hug only to beat the shit out of me.” Oh my god, I can't believe I just said that. Her breathing was heavy and her hands were visibly trembling.

  “I am so sorry, I didn't mean to say that, I can't believe I told you that, I have never told anyone about it,” She was panicking almost and embarrassed at the same time.

  “ It’s okay Lois. I’m sorry you had to live through that Lois. If there is anything I can do to help you please let me know. I know a really good person you could talk to.”

  “A shrink, I don't need a shrink, I'm not crazy and it wasn't my fault. This is why I don't talk about my past nor embark in small talk. If anyone needs the shrink you do.” She was so beyond pissed, how dare he insinuate she needed a shrink and was insane.

  “I didn't mean anything by it, please don't be angry.”

  “Well, like I said I don't want to talk about it.”

  They finished their meal without another word spoken. Returned to their vehicle and found the interstate again. Not a word was spoken for hours.

  “Lois, I’m exhausted, do you mind to take over for just a couple of hours. Please. I need a nap.”

  “I thought I just had to ride. I didn’t know I was your driver to.”

  “Fine, whatever. I can handle this. Just read that fucking book and hope like hell I don’t fall asleep.”

  Damn it. He was right. She should take over if he can’t stay awake. “Okay, just pull over. I don’t mind.”

  “No, it’s ok, you don’t have to.”

  “Quit being so damn stubborn already and pull the fuck over.” She yelled at him. He slowed and pulled over. They exchanged seats and sure enough he was out. She flipped through channels on the radio finding something she liked. Turned the heat on. She was beginning to get chilly. She should have changed into some jeans and a hoody at the diner but she didn’t think.

  It was beginning to snow. She loved the snow. It’s so pretty. It wasn’t long and it was coming down really heavy. Where the hell we at for this kind of snow? I should of paid more attention to where we were.

  “Lois, don’t leave me please.” Holy fuck. Did he just say what I think he did? She turned to look at him and he was asleep still. He’s talking in his sleep. Oh. Well let’s see what you have to say already. She listened hoping he would say more. He did.

  “Please, I’m sorry. I never wanted to hurt you. Please baby, I’ll do anything.” If only you would of said those words instead of being hateful we wouldn’t be where we are now.

  “Lois, that’s it baby. I love you. I love the way you suck my cock. I want to fuck you until you scream my name and the thoughts of ever leaving me again are completely out of that gorgeous, sexy mouth of yours.”

  Shit. She looked at him. Why couldn’t he have just told me this before? It’s probably just a dream Lois. Damn him. She looked back to the road and there stood a deer. She tried to swerve around him but slid into the ditch instead.

  The passenger side of the Tahoe had caved in barely giving him room to move his legs. She could see blood coming from his right eye brow, there was a crack in the windshield where he must of have hit.

  “Tom are you okay, come on talk to me?” He looked stunned, looking around, grabbing his head and then looking at his hand and the blood. Lois quickly reached into her purse, pulled out a small piece of cloth and placed it to his forehead, applying light pressure.

  “Tom talk to me, are you okay?” He looked up at her.

  “Yes Babe, I’m fine. What happened?” Babe, what the hell? Oh no he hit his head really hard.

  “Just stay here, I am going for help.”

  “I’m fine, really.”

  “No, I don't think you are, Tom you just called me Babe, you've hit your head, and you’re bleeding.”

  “So I hit my head, I’m bleeding and I have called you Babe every day since our

  honeymoon.”

  “Honeymoon, what are you talking about Tom?”

  “Okay our honeymoon, did you hit your head? Our honeymoon, you know Aspen, 7 days,

  ski slopes, recovery in the hospital where I broke my leg, you know our honeymoon. What is wrong with you?” He was almost yelling.

  At this point she knew something was seriously wrong with him. She pulled out her cell phone and attempted to call 911.

  “Damn it, no service. The towers must be down. OK, um-mm, just sit right here, I gotta go for help.”

  “What, no you’re not leaving me here, I am not staying here alone while you take off hiking in that shit. It’s not happening. Someone will come along. We are both staying right here.”

  “Fine I’ll stay, someone has to be coming by soon I agree.”

  She sat there and thought about whether she should tell him that they were not married, and that she was his employee, that his memories that he spoke of well, weren’t and well the making love part, well that hadn't happened in a long time.

  Hopefully this would just be like a few minutes of confusion and then he would remember the truth and what happened. The snow continued to come down at a very fast pace. The wind was whipping so hard that she could feel the Tahoe shake beneath them and hear it roar around them.

  Someone has to come by soon. They just have to. What if Tom hit his head so hard that he is bleeding in his head and that's what is causing him to be confused and think we are married. He could die and it would be my fault.

  This whole thing is my fault. If I wouldn't of been paying attention to what was he was saying then I would have been paying attention to the road and we wouldn't be in this mess, and he wouldn't be hurt. Way to go Lois. I wanted to hurt him, I often thought of how I could hurt him. But not like this. Never like this.

  But then again it’s his fault. If he wouldn't of been talking out his dream in his sleep then I would have been paying attention to the road. No I can't blame him. You can't control what you do in your sleep. I have really gotten us into a mess. How am I ever gonna get us out of this.

  Her thoughts couldn't help but to keep going. It had been almost an hour and nobody had come by yet. But with th
e way the roads were looking, anybody would be stupid to be out in this. And that’s her fault, if she would have been paying attention to what was going on outside she would have noticed how bad the weather was getting and seen that fucking deer. I got to do something. I have to.

  This just isn't going to work. If I don't find help for him, something bad could happen. But how am I gonna convince him to let me go and him stay here. In his condition he definitely don't need to be walking in this weather.

  “Look, Tom, I gotta go and get help, I want you to sit here. I’ll be back soon.”

  “No, I said” She quickly cut him off.

  “Damn it, I said I would be back just wait right here. If I don't try to go get help, then we will have to spend the night here. Try to preserve the gas as much as you can. Start the engine long enough to warm it up in here, and then shut it back off.”

  She climbed into the back, and started rummaging around the suit cases. She opened up her case and took out some long sleeve shirts, put them on, put a coat on, then she opened his suit case, as she began going through his belongings.

  Get it together Lois. She kept looking for something warm for him to wear, but couldn't find anything suitable. In fact all that was in here was shorts and t’s with some socks, shoes and boxers. Where are his suits? She didn’t have time for this.

  “Didn't you pack anything warm?”

  “Well, I didn't think I was going to be left alone on the side of the road, in the middle of nowhere, in the middle of a blizzard.” He yelled back. She shook her head in disbelief and thought about what just happened. It seemed they both had a temper.

  “Here put these on, they won't fit you, but they will keep you warmer than what you’re wearing.” He did as she said throwing him her hoody.

  “OK, so like I said I’ll be back, it may take me some time, but I will be back.” She went to open the door, and Tom, grunted. She turned back and he almost looked just tee totally pissed off.

  “What is it? What's wrong?”

  “You’re going off into that out there and leaving me here and you’re not even going to kiss me? I thought I meant more to you than that, you may never see me alive or I may never see you alive again and you’re not gonna tell me you love me?” She just looked at him for a few minutes. He sounded like a damn woman. Fuck. What the hell do I do now?

  Oh brother, what to do, what to do. I guess I could kiss him and just say it, in his mind we are married and if that will make him shut up and let me go then so be it. And besides, it wouldn't be a total lie anyways, and it's not the first time I wanted to kiss him.

  She reached out with her right hand and set it on his shoulder. Slowly leaned in and when Tom brought his lips to hers it was done. What was supposed to be just an innocent kiss was sending surges of electrical powered strength to her most intimate places. Very strong, very fast, surges.

  His lips were so soft, his tongue met her like they had been kissing for years, he tasted so sweet, hand slipping from her cheek to her neck and holding it as if he didn't want this kiss to end. Their noses brushed each other as they continued with their possibly last kiss, his hand began moving down to her shoulder and rubbing it slightly.

  She placed her arms around his neck, her hand resting on his neck, her fingers twisting in his hair, his hand from her shoulder that he had been caressing to her breast to her waist.

  He slid his hand under the coat and hoody she was wearing. Her mind kept telling her to stop this now, but her body needed this. Her heart needed this. “You smell of fresh peaches.”

  She didn’t stop him. Oh god I missed this so bad. I missed you telling me that. I missed you.

  His hand slid slowly making his way up to her breast, squeezing gently and caressing the hardened mound with his thumb. Sounds of moaning escaped her throat, and aroused him even further as she could feel his growing erection against her. His hands felt so good sliding from one place to another.

  Her hands found their way to his chest and teased him back to his shoulders. She pushed the hoody up, past his shoulders and over his head.

  Tom followed in her movements pulling her arms back so she could remove the coat while never stopping the expedition of his mouth and tastes. He felt so good, tasted so good, and she wanted him more than she had ever wanted anything before. She pulled away from the kiss and looked at him. Her lips throbbed, her heart pounded, her nipples felt like they were going to burst through her bra. Her clit was tingling, pussy wet. Oh she wanted to feel him there.

  “Let’s get into the back” and without waiting for his response she shuffled her way to the back and he followed her quickly.

  She watched as Tom reached for a lever, and lay the seats down. She lay herself down and waited for him to begin. She looked at him differently this time. His eyes almost looked as if he was full of something other than lust for her.

  “I love you Lois. I mean it. It don’t matter whatever happens. I will always love you.” He kissed and teased her mouth. “I love the way your body responds to mine. I love the way your eyes twinkle when you are horny as hell like right now. I love the way you’re not afraid to be with me. I love everything about you Lois. All of you. I’m so glad you came back to me.”

  He remembers now. Okay I gotta stop this now. “Tom,,,,” Her words faded as he positioned himself on top of her.

  He slid the clothing up over her head, and she lifted her head to accommodate his move. Returning his mouth to her breast he rolled to his side and she followed him, while his mouth explored, his fingers undone the small clasp that kept this sexy piece of clothing between his mouth and an aching intimate piece, her hardened mound that was calling and responding to his touch.

  As he slowly removed it, his eyes explored her uncovered body. “You’re gorgeous. I can’t tell you that enough.” He took hold of the left breast with his left hand and his mouth took hold of her right breast. He circled her nipple with his tongue, and she moaned louder and louder, her hands moving over his body and through his hair more rapidly, arching her back to him, begging him and showing him she wanted him to take more of her into his mouth, he gently nipped at her nipple with his teeth which sent her right on overboard.

  “Oh my god, please, just, just, please!” She thought Tom was beginning to enjoy hearing her beg for him to release her. His hand made their way to her waist again, this time finding the clasp of her jeans and unzipping them. She could have saved them some time if she wouldn’t have changed. She knew he was watching her when she shed her skirt and put them on but she didn’t care.

  He slid her jeans down taking her panties with them. “Oh baby, you’re so wet for me. Look at them. Wet. I want to taste your wetness.” He dove straight to her cunt. Licking, sucking and drinking all she offered him.

  She squirmed beneath him. He gripped her hips holding her still. Making her take it. Making her feel him on her. She wanted her release now. She couldn’t bare it. He thrust his tongue into her cunt and licked up over and over repeating it, sliding his fingers in and out of her.

  “Harder please, now.” She was close. He slid in two fingers and sucked as hard as he could on her clit, pushing deep with his fingers tickling her insides. She tightened around his fingers, he slid them out and pushed fiercely back in sending her over. She screamed out his name and shook beneath him.

  He gave her cunt one last lick then found her mouth. Letting her taste herself. He moaned into her mouth.

  “Lois, tell me what you want. I need to hear it. I need to know that I am giving you everything you want. What do you want me to do?”

  “I want you to keep doing exactly what you are doing, make me come hard. Please.”

  “Oh yes Lois, keep telling me what you want.”

  “I want your cock in me. Put it in now.”

  He raised and guided himself in her. Slowly he moved in and out of her. When she had stretched to his cock, he thrust faster and harder. Their breathing rough and in sync with each other.

  He could feel her t
ightening around him again. He began thrusting harder and quicker, planting his knees in the floor, he grabbed her legs throwing them over his shoulders lifting her ass, making it deeper.

  “I’m about to come, harder, harder, damn it all to hell harder!!!” He stilled as the orgasm ripped through her sending her to new found places. Of all the orgasms he had ever given her this was by far the hardest and best one yet.

  He started moving again. His thumb rubbing her clit in circular motions as his cock continued to tickle her g spot.

  “Tom,,, I missed you.” She hadn’t expected to drag out her feelings and she hadn’t expected that she would be laying on her back right now with him pounding in to her. She never expected that she would be spilling her guts to him about how she missed him.

  “You feel so good baby. God I missed you. You can’t ever leave me again. Tell me you won’t. Tell me that you belong to me.”

  “I belong to you. Fuck me please.”

  “Ah, Peaches you feel so good.”

  His thrusting sped up as both their orgasms together. He stilled spilling in to her mixing with her come. His weight fell down on top of her.

  He rolled off of her and began getting dressed. She couldn’t say anything. When he finished he bent over and nipped her nipple causing pain and wonderful sensations that turned her on all over again.

  “Tom, we need to talk.”

  “What about?” He didn’t stop tying his shoes.

  “Look at me damn it.” His eyes shot up to hers and darkened.

  “What?”

  “We need to talk about what just happened. It was a mistake.”

  “Fuck you. I’m going to get help. We can talk about this later.” And just like that he was gone. She watched him walk until she couldn’t see him any longer and then got dressed.

  She surfed through the radio stations hoping to hear something about the weather, and thinking about what had just happened. What if that was the last time she was going to see him? What if that was the last time she had the opportunity to tell him she still loved him? What if that was the last time they were going to get to make love and she just ruined it?