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"Oh, I'm sure there're going to be lots of hot guys when Jamie and I start college, and yes, there have been some yummy men on the beach, but I know when I'm with Jamie, then I'm the only one he's thinking about. Plus, you think those men would do what Jamie's already done for me or for Suzie?" Krissy asked, recounting how she was almost raped and how Jamie took on the mountain lion when they had visited her family's cabin at Thanksgiving. "But I wouldn't know if they were with me, I mean with me, or they would be like Bobby. I'm not putting up with being cheated on ever again."
"We understand, don't take us questioning your choice to marry so soon as we're against it. We're just worried about you," Missy said, reaching over and lightly resting her hand on Krissy's left forearm.
"I know, but Jamie just makes me feel so complete, you know?" Krissy said dreamily.
"Well, I hope I can find someone that makes me feel like Jamie makes you feel when I'm off at college," Dafne said in a supportive manner.
"So, with that out of the way, how about we all go out one night just one last hoorah before we all scatter to the four corners of the world," Missy said, getting nods out of the other two as their waiter sat their food out before them.
"Oh, I know where we should go?!" Dafne spoke before taking a bite of her food.
"Huh?" Krissy muttered, confused.
"There's this new place that opened up just a few days after you two left; Missy and I have been going to it's a nice place to see some handsome guys," Dafne said with a sexy smile on her lips.
"They do serve alcohol there, but they also cater to eighteen-year-olds; we just can't drink," Missy informed her.
"Hold on, let me call Jamie and ask; knowing him, he'll be eager to get out of the house," Krissy said, reaching into her purse and pulling out her phone.
"He still hates them, I take it?" Missy asked, referring to Krissy's stepmother and father.
"Yep, two months away hasn't dulled that," Krissy stated, hitting her phone icon and hitting one on her speed dial. "Hey, babe," she said sweetly when the line connected at the first ring.
"'Sup."
"I was wondering if you would like to go to this place with Missy and Dafne tonight?" Krissy spoke into her phone, seeing her friends nodding along.
"Wait, I thought they were already gone."
"So did I, but I'm happy they're not, so what do you say?
"When?"
"Say we pick them up at eight, maybe have a bite to eat before we head over there," Krissy said, seeing her friends grin at the prospect of a night out.
"Sure, think we can swing that; I better be getting some loving," Jamie teased.
"Don't you always?" Krissy asked, smiling into her phone.
"True, true."
"Okay, I'm finishing up my lunch. I'll be home soon," Krissy stated, feeling her cheeks heat when she heard those three words leave his lips.
"You going somewhere, honey?" David asked as he stood in the doorway that used to be Jamie's bedroom, now turned guest bedroom.
"Me and Jamie are going out tonight with Missy and Dafne," Krissy said as she put her face on. Rubbing a light layer of lotion on her skin, just so she would smell very nice for her man since she didn't bring any of her perfume with her.
"Oh? Are the two of you going to be out late?" David asked in a fatherly tone.
"Maybe," Krissy said with a coy smile on her lips.
"Well, you be safe, honey; I hope you two have a good time. Tell Jamie thanks for moving Suzie's stuff into your old room," David said, knowing Jamie wouldn't stay in the same room with him long enough for him to say that to him.
"Sure, Dad, I'll tell him," Krissy spoke, slipping her engagement ring onto her left ring finger once her hands were dry. She didn't want it to slip off because of her greasy fingers. She would hate herself if she lost it.
"I'll keep the light on for you if you do intend to be late; just be quiet when you come in; I don't want to wake Ben up," David said, a little sadness in his words at the fact that his daughter looked so grown up and not the little five-year-old he fondly remembered that would run to him crying her heart out asking him to fix something.
"Yes, Dad," Krissy called after him as Jamie walked in from his shower. "You best hurry, or we're going to be late," she teased, her hand smacking Jamie's towel-covered ass.
"You keep that up; we really will be late," Jamie stated, grinning at his wife with a look of lust in his eyes.
"Oh?" Turning around, her ass rested against the edge of the desk Jamie had always done his homework at and spread her legs, causing her dress to become taut as she did. "Are you telling me you'll come over here, drop to your knees, and eat your woman's..."
"Krissy, keep the sexual chatter to a minimum," Rhonda said, walking past the door. Although she couldn't deny that she was secretly happy that the two of them got along so well and their relationship hadn't waned since they had moved out.
"But, however, will Jamie know what I want him to do?" Krissy asked; all the while, her eyes never left Jamie as he dried his hair. Biting her lip as her eyes ran down his body, knowing when they got home, she knew what she would do to him. Something she knew Jamie would greatly enjoy, and she would too.
"You two drive safe and have fun," Rhonda said, peering over her shoulder as she sat beside David on the couch as Krissy walked beside Jamie with her arm looped around his.
"We will, Mom, don't wait up," Krissy spoke as the front door closed behind them.
"Wow, someone is looking to get lucky," Jamie uttered with a whistle as Missy slid into the back of his SUV in a skimpy black dress.
"Only if they have the same oral game as you," Missy flirted, blowing Jamie a kiss, remembering their time together before he and Krissy started dating. She still hadn't met that man, the man called Steven, to whisk her away on a steamy adventure full of sex and passion.
"I'm hoping there will be a man like you that has the same tongue game you do," Dafne praised. "I think you ruined pussy eating for me," she said, laughing at her own words.
"He's all mine, girls, so don't you two get any ideas," Krissy teased, laying her hand over Jamie's as he shifted into reverse.
"What is this place?" Jamie asked, peering at the sign of the bar Missy and Dafne directed them to.
"A karaoke bar, pretty much," Dafne said as she opened the rear driver's side door.
"And we can get in?" Krissy asked, looking at Missy through the gap of the passenger seat as Missy too exited the vehicle.
"Oh, yeah, they'll just put a zip-tie on your wrist telling everyone that works there you're under twenty-one," Missy informed her over the sound of the door closing.
"You best stick to me tonight," Jamie said, pulling Krissy tightly against him when he slyly noted the men's looks as they approached the front of the bar. Handing the teller the money for the cover charge for the both of them. He was quite pleased with the return on his money thanks to his Uncle's financial insight since he didn't have a job, and Jamie didn't want to waste all his money when he knew he would need it later in life.
"Oh, I planned on doing more than that," Krissy cooed as she pressed her body into his as she sashayed through the door with Jamie following along.
An hour had passed since the four of them had arrived at the bar. All laughing around the table they were sitting at, cringing at the poor singers who tried their hand at singing some song or another. Missy and Dafne spoke between one another, pointing at some man only to divert their attention when they saw their wife or girlfriend slide up to them. However, they would leave the table when one of the many men asked them to dance. Krissy politely turned down the ones that had asked her without asking Jamie first. She would lean into them and say: 'If you're so blind to see that this is my man and you disrespect him without the courtesy of asking my man if it was alright with him first, then I know you wouldn't respect me or our relationship,' with that she would wave them off. Then she would take Jamie's hand and lead him to the dancefloor when Missy and/or Dafne had returned to their table.
As The 69 Eyes 'Hevioso' began to play, Krissy danced her dance of seduction for one man and one man alone. His hands rested on her swaying hips; her eyes stared into the eyes of the only man she would ever be with. Showing Jamie the love that dwelled within her heart that hasn't faltered since they started their relationship. She knew in her heart that his eyes were only for her, and she planned to keep it that way. Leaning in, her lips capturing his, telling every man there who she belonged to and telling all the women there who Jamie belonged too. She would not allow some strange woman to sink her claws into her man. Once the song ended, Krissy noted the clipboard the host was reading off from. A devious thought popped into her mind, rushing over to it when Jamie's back was to her as he ambled back to their table. While Jamie has only sung the song to her in the privacy of their room at his grandparents' home, she did love it when he sang those sweet words.
"Now, next up is a Mr. Jamie Lancash. Will he come up to the stage," the host called out as he spoke into the mike.
"What did you do?" Jamie asked in mock accusation as he peered at his wife.
"Nothing," Krissy said with a sly smile on her lips, noting her friends confused looks on their faces. "You better get up there," she uttered, lightly patting Jamie's hand. Blowing him a kiss when he rose from his seat, biting her lip as she leaned on her hand, just staring at his back, watching that swagger of his. Winking at her friends as she quietly got up from her seat as she followed after her husband. She wanted to be right up front so she could bask in his love for her. Ever since she's heard that song, they've played it to mask the start of their love making at his grandparents' house.
"Really?" Jamie asked into the mike when he saw what song Krissy had selected. "You know I'm only doing this because I love you, right?" he inquired when Krissy nodded her head vehemently.
"Sing for me, baby," Krissy cooed with a wide smile on her lips.
"Used to spend my nights out in a bar room," Jamie began to sing as Krissy swayed to the song's opening. "Liquor was the only love I've known," his eyes watched as the hem of her dress brushed along Krissy's thighs, "But you rescued me from reachin' for the bottom," he sang, remembering how Krissy had helped to pull him out of his depression when he learned his father was murdered by a terrorist who had set off a bomb in the subway tunnel in London. To the day she was there when he got his birthday gift from his father on Christmas over seven months ago. Where he finally was able to say goodbye to his father. "And brought me back from being too far gone." His eyes were on her as he saw the burning love in the depths of her eyes as she stared up at him, recounting how she had pulled him back from walking into traffic when he was contemplating suicide.
"You're as smooth. As Tennessee whiskey," he sang, closing his eyes as he began the chorus. "You're as sweet. As strawberry wine." Her sweet voice joined his as she sang along, mimicking the very song. "You're as warm. As a glass of brandy." Smiling when Krissy whooped as she spun around, showing off that sexy body of hers he's had the fortunate fate to have and will experience for all their years together. "And honey," Jamie's stern voice stilled Krissy's movements, noting how her hands were behind her, her chest pushed out, accentuating her lovely orbs he loves feeling pressed against him as she swayed side to side innocently, "I stay stoned on your love. All the time." Grinning like mad at Krissy's antics as she threw up her arms and howled in joy, her hands gesturing for him to give her the rest. The moment the song was over, and Jamie stepped off the stage, Krissy leaped into his arms, planting a very steamy kiss on his lips as her arms wrapped around his neck.
"We better head back to the table," Krissy said sweetly as she dragged her breasts along his chest as Jamie set her down on her feet. Her heart was on cloud nine as she led Jamie by the hand back to their table.
"Will a Steven Miller take the stage," the host said into the mike. Krissy and Jamie noted how Missy instantly sat straighter in her chair when the man spoke that name. They looked at one another when they noticed how Missy was showing all the signs of arousal as the well-built man stepped up to the mike. Jamie took note of the man's appearance, which seemed to tell him the man came to the place without a care how he looked to anyone in his grey t-shirt that stretched across his biceps, to how his faded blue jeans hid the muscles the man had earned from what Jamie could decern from physical labor. Not that Jamie held that against the man, given the dust Jamie noted on the man's work boots.
"You shine like a star. You know who you are," Steven began to sing The Revivalists 'Wish I Knew You.' Something Jamie was surprised to hear the man singing, given what Jamie presumed to be in his forties. Equally surprised to see Missy rising from her seat, ambling along the floor as the man's voice filled the bar. "You're everything beautiful. She's hot, hot like the sun." Jamie cast Krissy a glance as Missy began to sway her hips seductively as she approached the man.
"I think she's in love," Krissy teased as she whispered to Jamie.
Missy showed off her body to the man as he sang his heart out. Mouthing the words 'Eat me' as she flashed the man the front of her black thong as she lifted up the front of her skirt only for the man's eyes. Running her hands along the curvature of her breasts, showing off what she could give the man for a night of bliss. Beating off a few men who thought she was luring them to the dancefloor when in truth, she only had eyes for one man. She was determined to know what the man could do to her body. While she did love sex, that didn't mean she was a slut. She just hoped she had found her 'White Whale' like Krissy had found hers in Jamie. She did miss how Jamie's tongue felt on her pussy over the past few months. Yet she wasn't going to ruin her friend's relationship just because she's failed to find a pussy eater like Jamie was. The moment the man stepped off the stage, Steven made a beeline to Missy.
"Miss, you're young, very attractive; you shouldn't be showing off like that to some random man you've never met. You could get seriously hurt." All that did was make Missy's pussy lurch at his kind, protective voice.
"I wasn't showing off just to some random man," Missy said heatedly, stepping up to him. She saw how his eyes darted down when she pressed her breasts into his chest. Tilting his chin back up, "I was showing you what you're going to have," she purred seductively.
"Me? But I'm old enough..." His words were cut off when Missy just kissed him so passionately she didn't even know she had it in her. Her cheeks burned at the shouts it got out of Krissy and Dafne.
"You do have a room, don't you?" Missy asked, feeling the man's bulge pressing against her. She couldn't wait to feel his strong arms wrapped around her as he took her, hopefully, all night long. She did hope he loved eating pussy, too, just like she loved sucking on a cock.
"I do... but do you just want to run off on your friends," Steven stated, nodding over to their table. He was trying to be the voice of reason, yet she was making it very hard to do. Biting the inside of his right cheek to keep himself under control when Missy just blatantly rubbed his member on the dancefloor. He was not used to women being so forward. He would just have to learn to adapt, given he was now separated from his wife. There was no way they would be getting back together. The separation was just a technicality the courts put in place. He personally just wanted to get rid of a woman that was slutting it around his hometown when he was on the road. He had no idea how long she's been doing it behind his back, and personally, he didn't care. She was just stupid or arrogant to think she wouldn't get caught. It was only a matter of time before she did. He didn't know where she was and cared not to know; he just knew she had to flee the town and just disappeared one night to parts unknown.
"True, I shouldn't, but answer me this, you do eat pussy, yes?" Missy asked for all to hear. She didn't care what anyone thought. There was just something about him that made her forget all about the other men in the bar.
"Honey, by the time I'm done, you'll flood the room," Steven said confidently, arching an eyebrow at how Missy's body writhed as she moaned. "What's your name anyway?"
"Missy Longbottom."
"Well, Missy, let me fetch my drink, and I'll join you; how's that sound?" Steven asked, palming her ass.
"You better not keep me waiting," Missy said, winking at him before returning to the table.
"Fuck, I'm not that fucking stupid," Steven muttered in his mind. He paid the other single men at the bar little heed when they just smirked at him as he got a fresh beer. Seeing Missy getting up from her seat, who he could tell had been having a very jovial conversation between the four of them as he neared. He asked the three at the table beside Missy's if he could use the free chair. Smiling at Missy as she scooted her chair closer to his as he lowered himself into his own.
"Steven," laying her hand on his right pectoral muscle as she draped herself against him, how she could feel her nipples harden as she felt up his hard body, "I'd like you to meet my friends, Dafne, Krissy, and her husband Jamie," Missy said, introducing them.
"Oh? Congratulations," Steven said, raising his beer to them even though he thought they were a little young. "Interesting scar you got there," his index finger pointed at Jamie's face, "how did you get it?"
"This sweet man here," her voice was full of love as she snuggled up to Jamie, "took on a mountain lion all by himself just to protect me and my baby sister," Krissy praised.
"No shit?! Damn," Steven muttered as Jamie shrugged his shoulders. He knew a lot of the 'macho' types that wouldn't even do that; instead, they would just high tail it.
"So Steven, what do you do?" Dafne asked, trying to get the low down on the man Missy was all over. She had no qualms about Missy leaving with him to fuck his brains out; she was looking for that very thing since she didn't want to go to college a virgin. Yet she wasn't about to let the man leave with her without checking out the man first.
"I install high-end lighting for companies and events around the country," Steven said truthfully.
"Are you local?" Krissy asked, her hand running up and down Jamie's thigh beneath the table.
"No, I live in Washington; I just travel a lot," Steven answered, looking over as Missy had lowered the zipper of his pants; his back straightened up as she slipped her hand into his pants.
"I want this in me," Missy whispered heatedly into Steven's ear, feeling his cock responding to her lustful words. "I want to feel your tongue on my hot pussy," she purred before her lips tugged on his right earlobe. A devious, sinful grin formed on her lips when she felt his surging cock in her hand in response to her words.
"So, are you married?" Jamie asked, pointing to the white band on the man's left ring finger.
"No, not anymore; I'm separated from my wife; hopefully, it won't be too long now," Steven sighed in hope.
"What happened?" Krissy inquired, sipping on her drink as she leaned against Jamie.
"She cheated when I was out of town; word got back to me, so now I'm paying my lawyer lots of money just to be rid of a wife that couldn't stick to her vows," Steven said bitterly.
"Don't worry, lover, I'm going to make you forget all about her," Missy said wantonly, her hand rested over Steven's right hand, picking it up off his right leg, smiling seductively at Steven as she led it beneath the hem of her dress. "Feel that heat, feel the softness of that pussy," biting her lip as her fingers guided his along her covered labia, "this is the pussy that's going to make you cum all night long," she whispered, whimpering lightly as Steven's thumb rolled her clit.
"Are you always this fast?" Steven asked, wondering what he was getting himself into. Not that he was saying he wasn't going to fuck the shit out of her. He might have been an idiot about what his soon-to-be ex-wife was doing while he was out of town; he wasn't such when a hot young woman wanted to be with an old man like him.
"No," shaking her head, "I might like sex, but I don't do this, ever," Missy answered, while her eyes told him to make her cum, to make her cum just for him in a room filled with people.
"Then... what's this about..."
"I want you. Is that so hard to understand?" Missy spoke evenly, her thighs trembling, leaning over, biting the shoulder part of his shirt as it muffled her squeal.
"Sorry, after what my wife did, it's just..."
"Shh, don't you worry, you're here with me; she's going to be the furthest from your mind once my legs are around you," Missy said, gently caressing his left cheek.
As the hour wore on, Missy and Steven snuck off once her friend's eyes were off them. Pulling him into a dark corner hidden by stacks of boxes and other items, Missy just couldn't wait any longer to see if he had the skills she's been seeking. Her head nodded vigorously when Steven asked her if she was serious. His cock instantly responded as Missy pushed her panties to her ankles. Her hand flew to her mouth as Steven went to town on her hot, wet, aching mound while her other shot to the back of his head, pressing him against her pussy.
"I'm so going to cum all over that fucking face," Missy growled low, recounting how Krissy had told her that she and Jamie spent an hour alone on oral. How that made her so wet when she first heard it. She knew their other friends were just as jealous as she was that Krissy found a man that would be willing to spend that long tasting her pussy. Her back arched, and her hot cream surged down her canal as Steven curled his tongue in her channel, tasting her orgasmic juices. Pondering how stupid his wife was to give up that talented tongue of his, not that she was complaining. She was just happy she did because now she would finally experience a real man that could do to her since the last time she and Jamie were together.
"Damn, girl..." That was all Steven got out before Missy ecstatically cleaned off his face with her tongue before it darted into his mouth, tasting herself on his tongue. Something she hoped to experience for as long as he remained in town, which she hoped was until she had to leave for the west coast. She did hope she could talk him into coming to see her at her college. She knew however long they would have would never be enough for her. Krissy and Jamie shot Missy a knowing smirk as she staggered back to their table with Steven on her arm.
"You sure you want to go with him?" Jamie asked, being the voice of reason.
"I promise you, she'll be safe in my care," Steven stated, trying to relieve Missy's friend's fear. Something he could totally understand, and he would too if he was on the other end or if he had a daughter. It was something else his wife failed to give him throughout their marriage. He knew he was fertile; he wondered if his ex was sterile, and that was why she did what she did. Nonetheless, that was a question that would forever go unanswered.
"You'll ensure she gets home safely?" Krissy asked sternly; she was not about to let anyone of her friends end up in the situation like she had foolishly put herself in at that party. She knew if Jamie hadn't been there, she knew she would've been raped without the ability to stop it, given how drunk she was at the time.
"Of course, it'd be wrong of me just to kick her out once it was all over; that's not what a man does," Steven said vehemently.
"You call when you get there and when you leave just so I know you're safe," Dafne said, hugging Missy as they stood at the side of the table.
"I will," Missy said, rubbing her back in return. "You best watch yourself; there're plenty of men here that will do you wrong if you choose to go home with one of them." Pushing herself away, noting Dafne's sad look on her face. She knew Dafne's been so eager to have her cherry popped before she left for college she was to the point she would have chosen the wrong kind of man that she knew would treat her friend poorly. Then a twisted thought popped into her head with the smile to go with it as she stared at her friend. "I have an idea; it's out there, but bear with me," leaning in, whispering to her friend, telling her what she had in mind, also priming the pump with what Steven could do with his tongue, "what do you think?"
"You sure?" Dafne asked, knowing that they had done some things together when they all were in high school. However, what Missy had proposed to her was not something they had ever done.
"Of course I am, and I would hate if you were hurt by someone that didn't or wouldn't take your inexperience into mind just so they could get off in your tight pussy," Missy said in a caring tone.
"Okay, as long as you won't get weird about it," Dafne agreed after a few moments of thought.
"Let me ask him; I think he's just hit the jackpot tonight," Missy said with a wicked grin. Rubbing Dafne's upper left arm as she nodded along before she turned and bent down to whisper in Steven's right ear. "Come with me for a minute."
"Okay, what's this about?" Steven asked, wondering if he's spent his whole night being played.
"See, you know how men are around here," waving to the room, "you know most of them are just going to use whomever they manage to take home with them," Missy said, slipping her arms around Steven's waist.
"They might, but what does that..." Missy's finger on his lips stilled his words.
"I'm getting to that; just bear with me, okay?" Missy flashed him a smile when Steven just nodded. "See, my friend Dafne is looking for a hookup, and well, there are some shady-looking men here. So I was thinking you might be willing to entertain my friend for the night before she goes off to college. She doesn't want to leave and be a virgin while there. She doesn't want to be used either. With the way you've eaten me out and how you haven't pushed yourself on me when I've allowed you to feel my pussy, tells me you're a good man. So, what do you say? Want to have a threesome with me and my friend?" she asked with a devilish grin on her lips at Steven's stunned look on his face. While in his mind, Warrant's 'Sweet cherry pie' was playing.
"You sure this is what the two of you want?" Steven asked while adding to himself, "I can cross that off the bucket list."
"Mmmhmm," Missy nodded, "but only for tonight, the rest of the week this cock is mine," she growled, clasping Steven's steel rod.
"I might be old, but I'm not stupid," Steven muttered. "That is if I don't keel over when they fuck me to death."
"Good, let me just go get Dafne, and we'll head out, mmmkay?" Missy spoke in a chipper tone, rising up and placing a kiss on Steven's lips when he nodded. Nodding to Dafne when she walked back to their table, hugging Krissy tightly, telling her to call her tomorrow and they would set something up before the two of them went back down to North Carolina. Doing the same with Jamie, placing a friendly kiss on his right cheek and whispering to him to take care of her friend.
With just the two of them left, Jamie and Krissy left the bar a few minutes after Missy and Dafne had departed with Steven. Krissy did hope her friends would have a good time and be safe while doing it. Leaning her head on Jamie's shoulder as they walked out of the club, so very happy they could be out as a couple in their hometown. Wondering if he would move back to Torrington or close to it when they finished college. While she knew the reason why Jamie wanted to live down in Wilmington with his father's side of his family. She did miss being close to her own. She just hoped he would be willing to come with her once college was over. However, that was a discussion for another time; she was not willing to ruin their lovely evening by getting into a fight at the moment. She knew if they had that discussion then and there, she knew what Jamie's answer would be. They crept into the house a little half pass ten, hearing the TV going in the living room.
"You two are home early; I was thinking you would be out later than this," David said from his spot on the couch as the TV softly played in the background.
"Missy and Dafne left with someone, so we thought, why stay when it's just us? Plus, I need to take my man to bed," Krissy said just to unnerve her father; given the face, he was making, she knew she hit the mark.
"Krissy, I think you've been hanging around Jamie too much, and can we please not talk about that?" David asked, pleading with his daughter not to give him the mental image of them fooling around.
"I mean, it would only be fair to go at it on your bed, wouldn't it, Hoss?" Jamie asked, stepping up to Krissy's side; his arm rested lightly along the small of her back where his hand found its home on her left hip. Telling them he hadn't forgotten how he had walked in on them fucking on his own bed.
"Stop," Krissy chided, slapping him on the right side of his chest where the scars from the mountain lion will always remain, only to hear him hiss in pain. That was something she wasn't expecting to happen. She saw how quickly Rhonda got up from her seat and hurried around the couch.
"Is something wrong with your chest, Jamie?" Rhonda asked in a concerned motherly tone, tentatively reaching out for her son.
"The scars get sore and tender from time to time," Jamie admitted; he's only done such with his Uncle Sal when Sal playfully punched him in his upper right chest when they were out fishing on his boat one day, and he had caught the biggest bass of the day.
"Baby, why didn't you tell me?!" Krissy asked, worried that she had caused him pain, albeit inadvertently.
"Nothing you can do about it, Kris," Jamie said softly.
"But you sure you're okay?" Rhonda asked why Jamie might not see her as his mother or a mother figure to him. She wouldn't stop worrying about him just because he couldn't move past what had happened when he was thirteen.
"I'll be fine, Rhonda," Jamie said without a hint of scorn.
"You should have told me," Krissy pouted. "I don't ever want to hurt you," she whispered as she pressed her body against his left side. "Come, let's go to bed," Krissy purred, her nose brushed along his ear; it was her way of silently telling Jamie she was horny and needed a good poking. It was something she had started since moving in with Jamie's grandparents. She was sure they had picked up on it, given the knowing smirk every time Marla saw the gesture. It was no different with her when Marla would give Hugo the sign she was eager to head to bed with her husband. She did hope when she and Jamie got to their age, their sex life was just as active as theirs was.
"Night, you two, Jamie, if you're still sore in the morning, let me know, and I'll try to find that pain cream for you," Rhonda uttered, standing there with her hands folded out before her, knowing her son would not want her babying him like she so wanted to at that moment. So she would just have to show him that he might despise what she had done in the past and that she still loved him no matter how he felt about her. It did give her hope that maybe the distance was helping him as Jamie gave her a look yet said nothing as he and Krissy walked to the guest bedroom.
Jonny McGovern's 'Man Areas' played softly in the room as Krissy moved her hips seductively to the beat. Pulling up the hem of her dress ever higher as the song went on. She only did this in the privacy of their room. She would never dance like this for just anyone; only her husband was worthy of such a thing. Displaying her body to him as she watched that rod of man just rising all for her and her alone. Popping her ass a few times, letting him watch how the black thong she had chosen to wear made her ass look. Mouthing 'You want me baby?' as her near naked body felt alive beneath Jamie's gaze as she cradled her bare breasts in her hands while her ass swayed behind her as she bent over slightly. Grinning madly when all Jamie did was gesture with his hands at his hard-on. Her tongue ran up the back of his cock when the song got to the part where the singer repeated the word lick. How she gave that tool all the loving it deserved. She knew Jamie was enjoying it greatly as the back of his head pressed down on the pillow as her eyes peered up at him, as her lips inched down the length of his shaft. She was so grateful that Jamie took the time to teach her how to properly get him off with her mouth instead of brushing her off and getting frustrated with her. She knew that would just end their relationship. That was something she didn't want to ever happen with them.
Krissy felt Jamie's eyes on her as her right hand held his slick cock against her covered mound, as she surfed along his cock as she danced to the rest of the song for his enjoyment. Her squeal filled the air when Jamie quickly threw her onto her back; she had done it for that exact reason to get Jamie to that point. She heard her panties hitting the wall behind him in a soft thud before falling onto the desk. Her mouth inched open, her back arched, her left hand up and over her head, taking hold of the edge of the bed while her right took hold of tufts of Jamie's hair as he went to town on her sweet peach. She knew when their college classes started, they wouldn't have much time for intimacy, so she was trying to fill what time they had left with enough of their passion to sustain them when their lives got a bit hectic.
Her hands held on to the sides of his face, gazing into the eyes of the man she so dearly loved as his cock glided through her folds. Ever since she first gave herself to him on that Christmas morning, they never once fucked, or as Missy would have called it, no, it was always making love between the two of them. That didn't mean it was always slow and sensual, like she was enjoying at that moment. There were times when Jamie pounded her hard and fast, and she loved those moments too. However, they couldn't do that, at least not without waking up Suzie or Ben, which was not something she and Jamie wanted to do. Not that she minded, really; she was giving her man the ultimate pleasure that she could and that in and of itself was the most rewarding thing she's ever felt before. Leaning up, her lips tearing at his as she passionately kissed her husband as her orgasm was nearing its peak, and she wanted to bring each other to the cusp of their climaxes.
She always felt so complete to know she could get him off at the same time he made her womb quiver in ecstasy. It was her safe day, so they forewent the need of a condom since she knew where Jamie's cock has been, and he knew where her pussy had been as well. Unlike their parents, they were not about to become like them, holding him tightly to her as she felt his hot cum flooding her womb. She remembered the first time she felt it striking the back of it, how it execited her then as it did now. Winking at him as she cleaned her juices off his cock and blew him a kiss when her robe settled onto her shoulders before sashaying out of the room to clean herself up. Waving to her father, who had a nightcap in his hand as he stopped in mid-stride, she could tell he kept it from his face, yet she could see it in his eyes that he was still struggling with their relationship as the smell of her sex drifted out of the room as she entered the bathroom.
"Babe?" Krissy spoke softly as they lounged in their bed beneath the covers as, her head on his upper left chest while her finger traced lazily along his scars.
"Hmm?" Jamie hummed, his fingertips lightly danced up and down her spine.
"Can we stay for another week and a half, please?" Krissy asked, lifting herself up slightly, feeling the warm morning rays on her skin as she did.
"Huh? Why?" Krissy knew this would be a delicate conversation to have with him when she knew he was doing his best, for her sake, not to be his normal self around her father and his mother.
"You know I love you, that I love Hugo, Marla, Sal, Sam, Martin, and your cousins," seeing him nodding along, "but I miss my family, and I know you don't like them all that much; I can't blame you. They haven't made it easy for you to like them, but please, baby, can't we stay?" Krissy asked, brushing her breasts along his chest, trying to sway his mind.
"You know you can't win me over all the time when you do that, right?"
"But it does sweeten the pot, does it not?" Krissy asked with a sexy grin. "Plus, I want to bond with our baby brother, and I can't do that if we just up and leave in two days." Noting how Jamie was pressing his lips together to keep his scowl from showing. She was thankful that Jamie was listening to her and not blowing up like he normally would have months ago.
"And you can't wait to see them when we return on Christmas break?" Jamie inquired with a pointed look, to which Krissy shook her head. "This is that important to you?" Nodding her head that it was.
"Please, honey, can't we?" Krissy asked again. She knew he wanted to up and leave the moment they had gotten there; she was very happy that he hadn't been his normal sarcastic self he normally was when around them, minus her aunt, so she knew the strain he was under at the moment. She also knew what she was asking of him would put more stress on him. Watching how Jamie reached up and pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed.
"Fine, but I get blowjobs whenever and wherever I feel like it," Jamie countered.
"Umm..."
"That's my offer, or I leave you here, and you can fly home," Jamie stated plainly.
"Jamie?!" Krissy whined; he knew she couldn't go that long without him by her side. The time when he went home for his father's funeral nearly killed her, metaphorically speaking. "Don't be crass," she pouted, slapping his left shoulder. She didn't want to cause him pain if his scars were still tender.
"Yet I meant every word, so what will it be?" Jamie asked seriously.
"Alright, but just try not to embarrass me, okay?" Krissy uttered in defeat.
"What? And have dudes watching how good you are and giving them thoughts that they can have you? Not a chance; you're mine," Jamie said firmly.
"Don't you forget it," Krissy whispered lovingly as she leaned down and kissed her husband. "Now go brush your teeth, dragon breath," she teased.
"You're one to talk," Jamie smirked as he rolled out of bed, chuckling when he felt a pillow striking his back. As he peered back, his eyes ran down his naked wife's body as she leaned elegantly on her right hand, watching how the light played along her perky breasts, the blonde hair of her fur peeking over the sheet that hid her sex from his view.
"You can be sweet, you know."
"Yeah, I know, it's why you love me," Jamie said as his clean pair of underwear ran up his thighs.
"True," Krissy mused. "Jamie, I know you don't want to stay in this house any longer than you have to, but it would really mean a lot if you would stay with me."
"Like I said, blowjobs, lots of blowjobs," Jamie said, putting on his pajama bottoms.
"Not going to let that go, are you?"
