Deporting Dominic

by Lindemann, Renee

  “Not now mommy. I don’t need all these kisses now. You’re wasting them.”

  “Let’s go out to dinner to celebrate,” Dominic suggests as he gets celebratory hugs from both Morgan and Charlie.

  “Will you be on TV?” Charlie asked his voice full of hope.

  “I do believe the Olympic trials are televised however I am not quite sure.”

  “I am so proud of you. Man I cannot wait to try out for the next Olympics,” Morgan retorts.

  “You will get there no problem,” Dominic reassures her with a light hug.

  Later that evening after Dominic reads Bryce his bedtime story he walked into our bedroom to find me no longer dressed as a mom. The black lacy push-up bra has my boobs screaming to be kissed and sucked. I felt so sexy in the barely there thong underwear adorned with a bow. The matching lace garter hugs my womanly curves as I give a little wiggle. Dominic takes in the black thigh-high silk stockings as I walk to my husband.

  “Damn! Sammie you look so fucking sexy,” Dominic said, taking my hand. I walk Dominic to my office chair and give him a little push as he sits down.

  “Let me congratulate my future Olympian properly,” I murmured, voice husky and sexy. Dominic nods his head up and down in agreement. I place my IPod on the docking station as Craig David begins to serenade us. I straddled my husband as my hips moved seductively on his lap. I could see the look of love and lust so familiar to me cloud my husband’s eyes. As I coordinate my moves to the music, I brush my breasts over my Dominic’s face. Sliding down sensuously I can feel his breathing change as his erection makes it’s presence known. Dominic pulls the shirt over his head wanting to feel me against his skin. Grinding on his lap I allow the material of the bra to brush against his chest.

  “You are so beautiful Sammie.” Dominic spluttered as I ran my fingers over his wonderful chest. Dropping down to my knees in front of Dominic I undo the buttons of his shorts. Every time my hand grazes his erection he lets out a soft whine.

  “You want to feel me baby?” I asked making my voice a soft whisper. Unable to speak Dominic nods his head vigorously. Lifting up slightly, I am able to pull his shorts and underwear down. I lick my lips as his erection springs free. Parting his legs I eye my prize and hungrily take him into my mouth.

  Dominic threw his head back and screamed, “Fuck Sammie.”

  I paused my oral ministrations and said to my husband, “Oh just you wait, these panties are crotchless.”

  Dominic lets out a loud appreciative groan as I went back to work on him, grateful for the music playing. Treating Dominic as my personal lollipop, I sucked, licked, and teased him until he could stand it no longer. Crawling up his lap, Dominic snatched at me forcibly pushing inside me. Never was there a man more appreciative of crotchless panties as my husband. I allowed myself to take every inch he gave me moaning my pleasure as he filled me completely.

  “Oh Dominic baby.”

  Dominic began to move underneath me and I placed my feet flat on the floor shaking my head.

  “I am doing all the work tonight. I am going to fuck you tonight.”

  I place both his hands on my hips as he eyes my breasts spilling out of the cups. I give him an appreciative nod as he licks the swells of my breasts. My movements are slow and methodical and without warning I speed up and slow down just as quickly. Dominic is panting, “Fuck Sammie. Fuck me Sammie.”

  With a devilish smile I try my hand at dirty talk. “You want this pussy Dominic?” My words have the desired effect as he fights the urge to come inside me.

  “Yes, I love this pussy.”

  His words have the desired effect on me as I move faster, harder, and push us both over the edge. We cried out as our bodies gave in to this very erotic moment. Dominic wrapped me up in his arms refusing to let me off his lap. My body is okay with that and I bury my face in his neck.

  “Sammie I love you so much. That was fucking amazing.” Dominic finally managed to croak as his breathing slowed. I am finally able to move and stand before my husband.

  “Do not I repeat, do not take this outfit off,” Dominic instructed me as he stood. He pulled me to the bed running his hands over the soft fabric. I look up lovingly at my appreciative husband and push some of his errant curls back. Geez I love this man!

  Dominic’s hand traces the cups of my bra and move slowly north. I know this man cannot let me please him without putting in his two cents.

  “You will not let me out do you?” I giggled as his hand caressed my belly.

  “I want more of this amazing pussy,” he whispered slipping his hand into my special place. I whimpered slightly as his nimble fingers began the wonderful massage. Dominic keeps his eyes on me as he works me into a renewed frenzy. By the time he replaces nimble fingers with expert tongue, I am ready to scream. Somewhere in the back of my mind I remember the children and pray the music drowns out the noises stemming from our room. My legs are spread eagle on the bed as Dominic gorges himself on my sweet juicy center. I love the contrast of his black hair and the black of my lingerie as I peer down at him.

  “Oh Dominic, that’s it eat my amazing pussy.” I murmured letting the dirty talk recommence. Upon hearing my words Dominic renewed the attack below my waist. When he could wait no longer he lifted my legs to his shoulder plowing into me with extreme precision. Watching my husband’s eyes roll back into his head was an absolute sight, I came immediately. After a few moments Dominic flipped me over pulling me to my knees. Making sure I could accommodate my husband I spread my knees, arched my back, and prepared for his entry. When I didn’t feel him right away I realized he was ogling the vision of my ass in the air.

  “Damn Sammie, you are just beautiful. I am going to fuck you some more now.” Dominic kept up his end of the bargain and had me climbing the walls before we passed out.

  The next morning I reluctantly took off the lingerie as I relived last night’s wonderful sex. The feel of my husband and the look on his face was worth the very expensive lingerie. I let the warm water cascade over my face in the shower as Dominic enters the bathroom. After partaking of the facilities he stepped into the shower wrapping his arms around my waist. The kisses on my shoulder lets me know I did a very good thing last night.

  “Very good morning to you wife,” he whispered. I reach behind me stroking his head as I replied, “Very good morning to you too husband.”

  Dominic pushed the stopper on the tub, turning my shower to a bath. We sank beneath the warm water together.

  “Consider my mind blown Sammie,” Dominic finally spoke up.

  “Me too baby! Last night was amazing.”

  “You took my breath away in that outfit. You are always beautiful to me Sammie but wow. I almost finished without you touching me.”

  “I was saving that outfit for a special occasion. I think last night counted for sure.”

  Dominic turned my face to look at him.

  “I like your dirty mouth.”

  He kissed me tenderly. I blush and giggle at the thought of my language. “Really? It wasn’t too much?”

  “Sammie, it drove me crazy to hear you talk like that. It was so fucking hot, feel free to dirty talk me anytime.”

  “Dominic, I love you and I want you to know how proud I am of your accomplishment. I can’t wait to cheer you on in Omaha. I just wanted to show you my gratitude.”

  Dominic beamed brightly shaking his head. “That’s the best gratitude I have ever had in my life.”

  I agreed nodding my head as I straddled his lap for some early morning lovemaking. Slowly and quietly we make love in the bathtub. We quickly dressed after spending too much time talking in the bath after lovemaking. The kids would be awake for sure and wondering about our extended morning absence.

  Surprisingly when we exited our bedroom the kids were still in their respective bedrooms. I noticed there were no breakfast dishes in the sink so I went to the kitchen to make a late but simple breakfast. Eventually the smell of bacon, oatmeal, and toast was enough
to bring the kids, who were already dressed, from their rooms.

  “Good morning mommy and daddy,” Bryce said before climbing in his chair. Dominic ruffled his hair as he placed a kiss atop his head. Dominic patted Morgan and Charlie on the back before taking his seat. They seemed to be in a weird mood as I placed their plates in front of them. I was pretty sure Dominic and I was missing some key information, which thankfully was filled in by Bryce.

  “Mommy and daddy, you made too much noise last night I could not sleep. What were you doing?” Bryce asked casually munching on his bacon. All the color drained from my face as Dominic spit out his orange juice. Wiping his mouth with his napkin as Charlie and Morgan erupted with laughter, he mumbled an apology. After all the activities of last night and this morning I was famished, however my appetite disappeared completely as I realized that my kids heard our lovemaking session.

  “Sorry, sweetheart we were having uh private time. Sorry Morgan and Charlie,” I managed to squeak out. I prayed they just heard sounds and not the actual language we used. Dominic and the kids recovered much faster than I was able to and they planned our day eating breakfast. Morgan planned to meet up with her friends at the local park, taking the boys with her after the sun retreated a bit. Dominic promised to pick up movies and pizza later. We passed out on the couch together watching a movie while the kids were out. Somewhere I could hear teenage voices.

  “Sorry Morg but your stepdad is smoking hot,” a young female voice commented. I was trying to open my eyes with difficulty. I heard a round of giggling as Morgan launched into a protest. “It’s my stepdad, that’s gross Maggie.”

  “I am with Maggie, Morgan your stepdad is gorgeous,” another voice agreed. Dominic was only wearing short sans a shirt while we slept. The feel of a blanket on our body forced my eyes open. Charlie and Bryce were in the kitchen getting a snack as the three girls ogled my sleeping husband.

  “Victoria, Maggie, and Sabrina no drooling on my handsome husband,” I playfully admonished. The girls began a fit of giggles until Dominic popped his eyes open.

  “Why are there this many eyes on me?”

  He realized he was not wearing a shirt and pulled the blanket to cover his bare chest. The girls blushed simultaneously and backed away from the couch.

  “You guys are gross, he is a dad for goodness sake,” Morgan said putting snacks on the table. Dominic grabbed me pulling me to the couch for smooches.

  “I told you I was smoking hot.”

  “Thanks girls now he will never let me hear the end of this. I know sweetheart you are smoking hot.” I try to placate him and he covers me with kisses. Kisses that I happily accept.

  “Geez, can you two take that to your room. I have company here,” Morgan begged with a goofy smile. Her friends looked on sighing as Dominic and I continued to make out. We eventually took her upon the offer and made out in our room on the bed. This gave the boys the chance to play video games while Morgan and her friends sat at the kitchen table gossiping. Dominic and I lay on our bed enjoying the feel of making out like teenagers. I loved the feel of his mouth on mine as he plied me with tender kisses.

  “Last night was really special Sammie. Thank you.”

  “I love you Dominic. You do not have to thank me for that. I was so thoroughly pleased.”

  “I love you so much Sammie. I have no idea what I would do without you.”

  “You have me forever Dominic.”

  Dominic and I eventually left to get pizza and videos. Morgan ended up with an impromptu sleepover giving us orders to remain quiet in our room for the night.

  CHAPTER 39

  We traveled to Omaha to support Dominic in his dream for Olympic gold. We manage to secure two rooms at a nearby hotel for the week.

  “Sammie, can we really afford this?” Dominic asked as we make our way to the airport.

  “We have the money from our wedding honey. Don’t worry about this focus on what you have to do in the water,” I assure him. Dominic gives in and doesn’t mention the expense of our trip to Omaha. The swimming trials were being held at the Qwest Center in Nebraska. Dominic was qualified to compete in six events. Our first few days in Omaha and we saw very little of him those first few days. Coach Anderson had Dominic and two other swimmers in round the clock practices. This gave the children and me a chance to tour the city considering we haven’t had a real family vacation since before my parents died. I thought it best to treat this as a family vacation. I over indulged the children with activities and fun until the swimming trials began.

  Dominic’s first day of competition was his specialty the backstroke. The 100-meter backstroke involved swimming two lengths of the pool. When Dominic took his place the kids and I were silent with the crowd until they hit the water. We were screaming in the jam-packed area along with all the other spectators. I have watched Dominic swim a million times but watching him brought tears to my eyes. My magnificent husband is tearing up the water n what looks like a dead heat for first place. Dominic finishes in third place just tenths of a second behind his swimming rival Andre Webster. While in ordinary competition third place would be great but here at the trials it disqualifies you to compete in that event at the Olympic games.

  I can see what no one else can see in my husband’s eyes, disappointment. Everyone here is interested in how Michael Phelps will fair so the events he does not swim are loaded with competitors. Michaels’ quest to shatter the gold medal record is providing a nice cover for Dominic to sneak in and ride the Olympic wave to Beijing.

  “Sammie, I want to avoid all the hoopla. I want to just slip in unnoticed and medal in all of my events here and in Beijing,” Dominic previously stated to me when we arrived in Omaha. After his third place finish in his first event Dominic took to practicing around the clock. Even his coach told him to take a break but he was so determined to better himself. I tried to offer Dominic comfort and solace but he would not allow himself to be comforted. Instead he pushed his body to the physical limit. I was afraid he would inadvertently hurt himself trying so hard to gain a spot on the team that if he did he would be unable to actually compete.

  The kids and I were at every event cheering him on to victory. However it seemed fate had a different strategy in mind. Records were being shattered throughout the weeklong competition unfortunately Dominic could not shake his third place finishes. The last event the 50-meter backstroke left him utterly despondent when he finished third once more. Even though he had achieved a personal best in every event it was not enough of a personal victory to get him to the Olympic team. There was nothing we could say or do to rouse his spirits, as he became an angry man.

  “Fuck Andre Webster, he took my top four events,” he yelled in our hotel room. “That bastard is going to Beijing as an Olympic hopeful. I will only go as an alternate, how humiliating.”

  “Sweetheart listen you went out there and gave it your all. We are so proud of you Dominic. I know this is not the outcome you intended but you did your personal best in every race. Baby, please do not beat yourself up,” I pointed out lovingly.

  “You have no idea what this feels like Sammie. My personal best was not good enough. I wasn’t good enough.”

  Dominic took a look at the kids and stormed out of our hotel room. Bryce began to cry and I could see Charlie fighting a losing battle with his own tears.

  “Mom I know how he feels. Competing in something this important and not making it is a huge letdown. Just let him stay angry for a while. He will move on when he is ready,” Morgan advises offering me a welcomed hug.

  “How did you get so smart?” I asked wiping away my own tears.

  The trip home was quiet Dominic hardly spoke to any of us. Bryce was having the most difficult time with the silence. The apartment seemed to shrink under the silence, suddenly our huge space seemed too small.

  “Bryce, sweetheart daddy is really upset but not at you. We just need to leave him alone for a while ok,” I said while Dominic is in the bathroom. Bryce nods that he
understands but I can see the sadness in his eyes. He just wants to make it better for his daddy. Dominic doesn’t allow any of our words to comfort him. We do not necessarily give up but we decide to back off and allow him to grieve his losses. Coming home with six bronze medals is an amazing feat considering the sheer number of Olympic hopefuls. This is little solace to Dominic. I am at a loss as how to best console my husband.

  We throw ourselves into our normal routine without Dominic’s participation after a few days. Dominic withdraws from any and all family types of interactions except in our bedroom. During our week in Omaha we did not make love once even though we had a separate room from the kids. I didn’t take it personal that he wanted to preserve all his energy for the water. Now that we are back home the only support he will allow me to provide is pelvic related. Since he has been so withdrawn when he touches me that first night I am startled. Dominic does not offer any explanation he simply starts to fondle my breasts while kissing me. I allow myself to give in to him because I miss his touch. I just want to make him feel better. The foreplay does not last for long as I feel him spreading my legs apart. Without his usual flair he is inside me and my body sings under his intense lovemaking. Oh how I have missed this man!

  It doesn’t take me long to reach orgasm.

  “Dominic, baby I am coming,” I whisper in his ear. I want to scream but we no longer have the privacy of a hotel room and I have to consider the children. Dominic gives his familiar growl as he releases inside me. I try to snuggle into his arms thinking that my husband has returned but his irritation at my closeness is palpable. I rethink this and gingerly scoot back to my side of the bed hoping he will pull me back into his arms. Instead he turns his back to me and falls asleep. The next few days and nights are more of the same, except where the sex is concerned. Dominic is less interested in foreplay and more concerned with the actual act. By the forth night back I feign illness to prevent him from pounding out his frustrations on my poor body. This of course does not sit well with him and by early morning he is already gone for the day.