“Sounds like that bitch has a stick up her ass,” Lucy said that night after I told her about my day.
“I think you might be on to something,” I replied. “She might purposely try to give me some sort of trouble. That’s what I’m worried about anyway. I just started there and already I have an enemy. What in the hell?”
“Don’t worry about it,” she said as she placed another slice of pizza on her plate. We’d decided to order from a place called Danny’s and I was very impressed with it. I loved a good pizza, and lately fatty, greasy foods had tasted better for me than they ever had before. I guessed I had a fast food junkie for a child on my hands. It was fun to think about. My child… what would this sweet angel really be like? I couldn’t wait. I wasn’t even sure if I wanted to know the baby’s sex. I thought it would be better to just be surprised.
“I’m trying not to, but it is unnerving. I just started there and already some stupid woman is gunning for me. I’m not sure whether to just ignore her or just tell her off and show her who I really am.”
“Well, that might be an extreme way to handle it right now. You are the new person. I think you handled it the right way by ignoring it. That’s the best way for now. Eventually, when you have a bit of clout and a bit of time under your belt, then if need be you can get firm with the bitch.”
“I think you’re right,” I said. I grabbed another slice of the pizza.
“So, have you talked to Gary?” Lucy asked.
“No. I’m not going to. As I explained, I really can’t talk to him. I feel that this is the best thing. But you don’t agree?”
Lucy paused before answering. She looked over at me and sighed, resting her hands on the couch, she twisted her body to look over at me. “No, I don’t agree,” she said. “I actually think you need to be real with him and talk to him. Now, I love having you here. I love that we are able to catch up and it is so nice having someone to actually talk to. I’ve lived alone for way too long. I was on the verge of turning into one of those weird cat ladies, but I do think that keeping this baby from him and just taking off the way you did is really wrong. He sounds like a great guy and he doesn’t deserve to be treated that way.”
I felt the tears welling up in my eyes. I cleared my throat and sighed. Shit. She had a good point, but I’d thought about this long and hard. I was determined to stick to my guns here. “I know. He is a wonderful man. That’s precisely why I’m doing this. I just don’t think I can do this to him. It would ruin his life, his career, and even though I know he would do the right thing by me and the baby, he would be miserable.”
“But that is his choice what he wants to do. You are taking that decision away from him. It’s not your place to decide how he feels about anything. Are you sure this isn’t really about you? Some intense fear that you actually have about things?”
I sighed. I took a drink of my water and closed my eyes. It was like I was trying to shut things out. I didn’t want to hear what Lucy was saying. She was making too much sense. But I knew that I needed to hear this. Dammit. What was I going to do?
I’d made a decision already. It was still the best thing. I knew that Lucy was trying to help and she was making some very valid points, but I didn’t want to go back on the decision that I’d made. This was the choice and I was sticking to it. I would have to live with it.
“To an extent, it probably is,” I said. “But that is on me. That is something I have to work out. I still feel that this is the right choice for me and the baby. I know that Gary would be an amazing father, but I also know that if he resents the baby because it ruined his life and his dreams, then that greatness will dim over time. That is how people become bitter and disillusioned.”
“You sound like you are speaking from experience,” Lucy said.
Shit. She was good. I didn’t answer for a moment, but finally I said, “Yes, kind of. Gary told me it happened to his father. He was a musician and when his mother became pregnant with Gary, his father felt forced to get a more stable job so he could be there with them. Growing up, there was always this disconnect between them, as if he didn’t really want to be there with Gary, you know? He never said anything like that and he never acted openly like he felt that way, but Gary could still tell it. There was just a boredom in his interactions with him. I don’t want Gary to feel like his father did. I couldn’t let him turn out that way.”
“Ok,” Lucy said. “It’s your life. You can do what you want with it, but I hope that one day you realize that this might not have been your finest moment Shelly.”
We turned the television on and found a funny movie to watch as we finished our pizza. I was thankful for the rest in conversation. I was tired after my first day of work. And now my head was full of doubts about the way I was handling my life. It was always harder hearing these things coming from another person.
When I went to bed that night, I found myself almost on the verge of tears as I laid down. I just wanted my life to be simple again. When did everything get so messed up and complicated? I just wanted life to be normal. Was that so hard? Why couldn’t I just have Gary and our child with me? I wanted this more than anything, but I knew that this would be something that I would never live down. Gary would always resent me and the baby, I just knew it. I might have been wrong. Certainly this was possible, but I was not sure I could handle that risk.
And I was doing a great disservice to Gary by shutting him completely out of the loop this way. I knew this. These thoughts plagued me daily, but yet I could not force myself to pick up that phone and call him, to tell him I was sorry. To tell him I loved him and that I wanted to come home. What was wrong with me? When would this pain stop?
I closed my eyes with tears in them and somehow I was able to drift off to sleep.
Chapter Nineteen
Gary
I slipped my tongue between Shelly’s wet folds and licked upwards, taking my time, moving my tongue nice and slowly as I tasted her sweet wetness. I pulled the tongue away and watched her quiver with excitement. She moaned softly as I went back in for another long lick. This time I settled my tongue in deeper, moving between the folds of that tight, wet pussy. I loved the way she tasted. It had been too long. I was so glad that she was back with me. I’d missed her terribly, but now that she was here I could not hold back the lust that had built up in the interim.
I couldn’t remember exactly how she’d come back into my life at that moment, but she was there. That was all that really mattered. We would work out the details later. I’d been so destroyed by her leaving that I was willing to do anything to get her back. And right now the two of us needed each other as we’d never needed each other before. The want, that driving need, that pulsing desire was filling us both deeply. I wanted to become totally at one with her.
I loved this woman more than I ever thought I could love, and now that she was back with me, I was determined to not let her go again. I would do whatever it took to keep her happy and safe right by my side.
My lips kissed her labia, followed by my tongue moving up to caress her tight, clit. This was beautiful. This was immaculate. This was in fact, the most pleasurable thing I could remember experiencing in my entire life. It was a melding of mind, body, and spirit coming together in a beautiful way through a wondrous physical act of love.
I was so hard right then. My erection was slithering across the silky sheets, giving me tingles all over from the sensation of my very sensitive cock. I wanted to bury this deeply up inside of her, so tightly. Soon… I had to have patience. This would happen. I would just have to be patient for it. I wanted to take my time.
My fingers found their way inside of her, slipping past the outer folds and into her inner walls. She was already so tight, her walls tightening and thickening as they swelled up with desire, preparing for the ride of a lifetime. I was going to take her on the type of journey that she’d never had before. We were going to experience righteous pleasure inside and out.
I had two fingers
deep inside of her, moving in and out of her, riding the bottom of her entrance. “You like that?” I asked.
“Fuck yeah!” Shelly exclaimed with glee. “Yes… oh, right there…”
I applied my tongue to her clit once again, dragging it across that beautiful, tight, little nub. It was a bundle of sweet nerves, hard and full of passion from the lust coursing through her body. I could tell that if I spent much more time there she might blow right then and there. I couldn’t have that. The fun was just beginning.
My hands reached up to caress her large breasts just then as I continued to eat her out. I was flashing my tongue in and out of her, moving up and down the wetness of her folds, and every so often I would wrap my mouth around her clit and twirl my tongue on it as I applied a nice sucking movement. Shelly would moan with exquisite pleasure. This was amazing.
Her nipples were so hard. Her breasts were soft, but still firm. They were big, smooth, wondrous beacons of desire. They called out to me. They turned me on like nothing else in this world. I loved the way her tight nipples grazed the palm of my hands as I squeezed the breasts, massaged them softly, and felt their soft flesh mingling with mine.
Meanwhile, Shelly’s pussy was gushing wet with desire. I loved the way she tasted. The sensations, the scents, the aura of her essence just invaded my senses, entering through my nostrils and causing my head to swirl around. This was a high like nothing I ever could have imagined. I was so hard that I could no longer stand it. I had to enter her.
But Shelly had other plans.
As I stood up and climbed on top of the bed, Shelly sat up and grabbed my cock in both of her hands. She started to rub me up and down, choking my cock with her tight squeezes, twisting it like a pepper grinder. I tilted my head back and let her have her way with me, even though some of this was actually painful. I found a beauty in that pain. There was something real about it, a tangible feeling that connected us somehow and I felt that I deserved some of this pain for whatever reason.
Shelly adjusted herself on my bed until she was lying face down on the mattress and staring up at me. She propped her head up and without a moment’s hesitation swallowed my cock down to the base. I almost blacked out momentarily from that pleasure. It was pure bliss washing over me. The hot, wetness of her mouth, the tight suction from her teeth, and the smooth dancing, ever changing attack from her sensuous tongue—it was all too much. I found myself feeling a bit sick to my stomach, but only for the briefest moment. It was like a flood of butterflies had been released inside of me just then. When it washed out of me, I felt so alive that I thought I could have flown off the roof and never come down again.
“Oh, baby…” I moaned as Shelly continued to deep throat me. I was moving into the farthest recesses of her tight, hot throat with every single thrust and with the sweet sounds she was making as she accommodated this, I found myself getting very close to coming. I had to hold it back the best I could. I tried my hardest to get my thoughts moving onto something else. I needed to just think of anything else right then. I wasn’t sure I could get another great load built back up if I let this one go. I wanted this orgasm to be epic and to blow my mind away.
And I wanted us to share in this fantasy. To make that happen, I could not come right then. No. I had to hold on a bit longer. Shelly deserved it.
I placed my hand on her head and guided her mouth up and down on my cock. She was moving at the perfect pace, her tongue lapping up and down the underside of it. As she pulled back each time, she would pause enough to lick the entire head of my cock and give it a few sensuous kisses and sucks with her soft, luscious lips. Oh, she was so perfect. She knew exactly how to give me the most pleasure I’d ever had in my life.
There was no way I could stand to wait another moment. No. It was now time.
I pulled myself out of her mouth. Some sweet spittle came out with it, dripping on her chin. I beat her to it and licked it up, slipping my tongue across her chin and kissing her hard on the lips right then. I sucked her tongue out of her mouth and into mine. Our appendages began to dance together, swirling around and dominating each other back and forth.
I then positioned myself between her legs and without farther adieu, I entered her deeply. She wrapped her arms and legs around me to pull me in tighter and to hold onto me as I entered. This felt too damn good. I had to hold it a second before I moved anymore. My body would have surely released my epic load right then into an earth shattering orgasm if I hadn’t waited. I was so ready. I just wanted nothing more than to dump my epic seed as far inside of her tightness as I possibly could.
Shelly began to wiggle and move her hips against me. It felt sweet. I kissed her hard on the mouth and pushed myself into her even more deeply, before pulling back out all the way and then thrusting inside of her once again. I loved the contrast of being fully inside of her and fully outside of her. She seemed to gasp every time I gave her all ten inches and then slid those inches right back out, only to wait a beat before giving it to her again.
But now, that was over and I was just thrusting in and out at a slow, steady, hard pace. I have always loved a slow, sensual lovemaking as opposed to a fast and hard one, but sometimes I got so worked up that I couldn’t take going slowly and I had to ram it home as hard and fast as I could. Shelly seemed to love both ways and I could see that she loved being kept off balance by it. She never really knew what to expect from me.
“Fuck me,” Shelly said. “Oh, that’s it… baby, I love you so fucking much… yes…” Her teeth were grinding intermittently as she spoke. I covered her mouth with mine. She knew that I loved to hear the feedback from her when I was doing something she enjoyed. It was important to have that communication during sex. We strived to build that kind of dialogue during our lovemaking, but it was important that she know that sometimes it was fine if she didn’t or couldn’t really say anything. I could see the pleasure in her face and that was beautiful. I loved that lustful look in her eyes, the moans escaping from her body, and the way she loved me.
I kissed her hard on the mouth, enjoying her breath as she breathed into me. I loved the taste of it, the way her tongue darted in and out of my mouth, and the exchange of sweet bodily fluids between us. All of this turned me on like nothing else. I wasn’t sure I’d ever been as hard as I was right then. I felt like I might break my manhood at any moment. But it felt so good that I just didn’t care. I had to get off soon. And more importantly, I had to get her off. That was just the top thing on my agenda.
“Roll over,” I said as I pulled out of her. I wanted to see her sweet ass and I wanted to fuck her from behind. That was the best way to get as deep as possible for me.
She did as I demanded and a moment later her tight, soft ass was pressed against me. It felt so warm, almost snuggly which I loved as I nestled between her cheeks and found that sweet entry point into her pussy. I plunged inside of her as deeply as I could. I felt like all ten of my long, thick inches were being submerged into the most amazing pool of warm fluid that I’d ever known. It was relaxing, it was loving, and it was the height of pleasure for me.
Shelly also moaned loudly with delight. “Oh, shit! Go deep! Ah… fuck…”
I leaned forward and whispered in her ear as I continued to enter her and withdrawal repeatedly. She somehow felt even tighter this way. I wasn’t sure how, but it was even better than missionary.
“I love you so much,” I said. “You are my entire world. I would die if you ever left me again, baby.” My voice came out in whispers, interspersed with the occasional kiss or nibble on her earlobe. My hard dick was still pressing into the tight, wet pool of her lust dead set on bringing about an insane orgasm that she might never recover from.
“Baby,” Shelly said. “I’m so sorry…I will never… ah… leave you again…ah… yes…”
Her teeth were gritting as she tried to speak through the pleasure. I held her warmly in my arms and doubled my efforts. My cock was now plunging into her with as much strength and speed as I could mus
ter. I could feel that we were both getting to that point, almost there. I was so ready to let my epic seed flow into her.
“I’m coming!” Shelly announced loudly. She leaned her head back against my shoulder as I turned to the side so that now we were spooning. I felt this would be a softer, more comfortable landing for her orgasm.
And it hit her hard right then. “Fuck!” Shelly yelled. She gasped loudly, sucking in breath after breath as if she couldn’t breathe. She was really falling into it. Her entire body began to shake violently from her toes to the top of her head. She bucked her hips as hard as she could into my stiff cock and I continued my onslaught of probing in and out of her tightness, which was growing tighter and wetter still.
Finally, as her orgasm started to die down, I kissed her on the lips, stroked her sweet face and then prepared to finally let go of my own orgasm. It came out of me hard right then, ripping through me in a way that was almost painful. The sharpness of the orgasm cut through me like a knife and I felt that sharpness up inside of my stomach as well.
I held my breath trying not to scream into Shelly’s ear, but the intensity of the orgasm was almost too much for me to take. I felt like my brain was going to explode from the pressure that had built up inside of me. And then, just like that, everything was over. All was calm.
I snuggled up beside my angel, kissing her, caressing her, and showing her how much I loved her and how much she meant to me.
Then somewhere all went to darkness.
But it only lasted a moment. I was awake now.
And I was in pain. I was heartbroken in tears. I felt the pain as tiny razor blades slicing through every single vein in my body over and over again as I tried to regain focus. I think I knew it was all a dream before I even finished it. There was a sense of disconnect to it all, as if this was not really happening to me. But it was perfect. That was also it. The thing was too perfect.
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