Storms of the past and present (Closed for Perplexia)

AJ took only a few moments to light the fire, he'd seen a small stack of firewood that was next to it along with small circular disks that looked much like candles. He smelled one, and the familiar scent of wax and wood shavings came into his nostrils. He'd always liked the smell of fire, and the thought of it reminded him of their first time together not long ago under blankets in front of a fire. They'd have plenty of opportunity for that, but he knew a nap would be worth it.

Done with the fire he sifted through a few boxes near the closet, trying to be respectful that he was going through her things. Yes, he was going through her things with her permission but she wasn't watching everything he was doing. The first box was nothing more than bathroom stuff, since the box had been labeled as 'bedroom/bathroom' it made sense, All the feminine products that she'd probably used back home were in here, nothing big enough to cover the bottom of the box or hide the blankets they were looking for.

The second box held books, and a few manuscripts, each with her name on them. He felt the urge to flip through them, ask questions about what she'd published, or even if she'd used a 'pen name' but as soon as MJ spoke out "Eureka" AJ turned his head and was staring at MJ's naked ass bent over with blankets in hand.

At the moment he acknowledged to himself that MJ was just naturally a very sexy, very... beautiful woman. His eyes and face took on a calm demeanor as he watched her move. He was staring he was sure of it and shook his head once pulling himself out of the day dream he was having.

"Great!" was his immediate response, and he helped her dress the bed in a few thick blankets. One, a heavy fleece was especially soft, and another image of MJ wrapped in it.

Finally done, he pulled open the blankets and helped MJ on to the bed.

"Hows the hip?" He asked. Surely she was doing better but, they'd just fucked like rabbits and the concern was warranted in his mind...
 
"It still aches a little when we over do it, but it's getting better." she advised snuggling up to him. It would be strange to not have him in her bed. They had a routine of sorts. But it made her feel some comfort that he could see her everywhere in the house when he installed the cameras, with the exception of the bathroom.

She knew that her ex would eventually find her. AJ could take care of himself, but if her ex was stupid enough to bring a weapon, she would fear her safety. Panic buttons. That's what she needed. AJ couldn't watch her 24/7, he should have something that would alert him.

"I was thinking" she said softly as her fingers ran through his chest hair. "How would you feel about wearing an alert bracelet or chain? Something that would notify you if i needed you."
 
AJ nodded in agreement, he'd wear it if that might set her mind at ease that she'd be safe, but he was going to take matters into his own hands if her piece if shit ex husband showed his face out here.

"Sure. I'll wear one. I can understand your concern..." He put his fingers under her chin and looked her in the eye.. "However, I think if you are going to live out here in Montana, we might want to take you out to the range a few times. I know, I know.. you are a city girl from New Jersey, but I want you to be able to protect yourself, even if you hit the panic button, I could be 20 minutes away.. that's a lifetime...."

lightly caressing her good hip, AJ didn't want to alarm her. "Just.. think about it."

"Now... rest time I think.. hm?"
 
MJ didn't like the idea of guns. But he had a point. "Perhaps you can teach me some self defense moves, and i'll think about the gun thing."
Cuddling up next to him she yawned and laid her head on his chest falling asleep quickly.

It was probably mid evening when she woke and realized the rumbling in her stomach. "I'm going to make us some dinner. Lounge a bit if you wish" she said softly to him kissing his lips before getting out of bed and putting on his shirt.

She padded down the stairs barefoot and made her way to the kitchen. There was lucking a pack of steaks that had been put in the fridge. So she started with cooking those, and made them a salad, and put some buns in the oven.
 
"Of course, we'll even get you enrolled in a women's personal defense course, one of the women fire fighers that volunteers, she runs a course through the local YMCA up here. I know.. only because I've volunteered to be the 'attack dummy' on occasion. It's a variation of a 'sumo suit' you've probably seen people put on and tackle each other. The class is really good."

He thought on this for a bit longer, then let his mind wonder to other things as he got used to MJ's warmth next to him. As they drifted to sleep he was slowly drawing a figure 8 across her back with the tips of his fingers.

As he slept, he dreamed about their new found role with each other, the need for MJ to have a bit of domination in the bedroom. They'd explore this more, remember her safe words and start trying to explore with her. He was in a warm place in his mind when he began to feel a touch cold. His eyes slid open and he reached his arm across the spot where MJ had been. Stretching, he got up and tossed on his boxers. The smell of food began coming from downstairs.

Making noise so as not to alarm MJ, he made his way to the stairs, down them and around the corner as she was bending over putting buns into the oven.

"mmmmhmmm.. Hot Buns.. just what I like.." AJ called out to her. He took the last few steps down the stairs and leaned against the wall, his arms folded, he smiled warmly.

"Smells incredible, what are you fixing?"
 
MJ Smiled hearing AJ come down the stairs with his non subtle way of letting her know he was there so she wouldn't be scared. She was thankful that he was so thoughtful. Though she couldn't live in fright forever. That was part of why she had to live on her own for a bit. AJ deserved to be able to get back to his life the parts rather that didn't have him worrying about her.

"We're having steak, salad and rolls. How do you like your steak cooked sir?"
 
Moving from his position against the wall, AJ took a few steps further into the kitchen and grinned at her.

"It would please me very much if my steak was cooked medium. I like a little pink in my meat.."

at this comment, AJ ran his hand across her bare ass under his borrowed shirt. The thought of reaching up and cupping her left breast was an attractive idea, but there was the old saying "Don't mess with the cook." which made him remember, women with sharp knives were never to be trifled with. Even one that just addressed you as 'Sir'. He would have to get used to it.

AJ watched her, she was wonderful to watch, the subtle way her hips would sway, the movements she'd make that would give him a subtle peek at what was hidden beneath the hem.

"You can wear my shirts anytime MJ, they look better on you than they ever do on me.."
 
"Medium it is" she replied followed by a soft purr as he ran his hand under the shirt and over her ass. "Oh I plan on having half your wardrobe" she teased. "I love the smell of you on me. Would you connect the internet to the desktop thats in the office. we can look for that camera and alert system when we're done. We'll do Amazon prime and get it here in a couple days. I am a bit nervous about being here alone without it."

It was almost as if she could feel the trouble coming. If it were there was nothing she could do to stop it.
 
Leaving her to it, AJ made the short walk to her study, took a look at the mess of wires that she had in one of her boxes that had been labeled as such.

It took him about fifteen minutes but he eventually got the thing mostly set up. She'd included her key codes on the necessary documents as any overly organized person might, so after pushing the requisite buttons, clicking the necessary boxes on the screen and hearing the right 'ding' AJ was pretty convinced she was online. Thankfully she was going through satellite, so the signal was never relying on the phone lines here, but on the strength of the satellite signal, she'd get.

"Where do you want your typewriter set up? In here? or somewhere else??"

They'd look over what options there were for home security, and possibly set up a few remote cameras out in the woods that had direct sight to the road, and to the woods. AJ tried to think if there was anything else he was missing here...

"Ok, once we're done with dinner we'll look at a few things. How's things going in there?"
 
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"Thank you love, you can just put it by the back patio doors. I'll type outside or set up a table there."
A few minutes later she replied. "All is well, dinner is served." She placed his plate on the breakfast bar for him with his salad and a few dressings and steak sauce to choose from.

"Whatever you think is best, don't worry about the cost." she advised regarding the security set up. Taking her plate and salad she sat down next to him.
 
"OK, I'll take a look at a few of their options, see what's there. Doesn't make sense to make this place like Fort Knox, but giving you some cameras will give you some piece of mind. Besides, you might get some great pictures of wildlife who set off the cameras as well."

He was afraid to sort of bring up the topic of her ex. he needed to address it. and the longer it lingered, the more he was concerned that it would weigh on them. AJ thought for a moment back to his original thought of getting her protection. If she didn't want a gun in the house, because of whatever reason, he thought maybe a 'taser' would be a better option. He didn't like the idea of her depending on him to just come for her like some dreaded boogieman. and, he'd been sitting on the side lines for too long just letting things happen. If AJ wanted her, and he did, he was going to have to go on the offense if this guy came looking for her. He decided that he'd have to investigate on his own. But where would he start?

AJ stepped over back into the kitchen from the study and took his seat at the breakfast bar. The steak smelled amazing, the salad looked great and it was as if MJ could read his mind. He looked at his meal, then at her and had a hard time deciding on which dressing to use. He thought for a moment and realized she'd forgot one thing, something to drink.

Getting up he walked over to one of the bags they'd brought in from his truck, pulling out an aged bottle of wine from where he'd secretly tucked it.

"I bought this years ago for company at my house and got cancelled on. Figured it might make a nice house warming gift. Some famous director from Hollywood has a winery and this one was recommended. The one thing I don't have don't have at home are wine glasses. Do you have any hiding out in your boxes? Or maybe some plastic cups? I mean this is Montana, and I don't think anyone would look down on us if we drank wine out of a red solo cup."
 
MJ let out a laugh at the comment about the red solo cups and got up and went searching through the kitchen boxes and pulled out two coffee mugs. "These will work, i'm sure somewhere i have some wine glasses but these will work for now."

"Now you need a bottle opener." She went back into the box until she found it and brought it out. "Wah la" She said with an accomplished smirk and handed it to him. "I know you probably think i'm a bit excessive with my security ideas. But he will come for me. It's just a matter of time before he finds me. When i refuse to give him money he'll try to make me. He will never think that I've found someone who has given me so much strength that i thought i'd lost. It's not that i expect you'll save me, but instead you'll be able to bare witness. So when he's arrested, there will be a witness this time."
 
"Oh, I don't think you are being excessive. Remember, your ex ruined my life too. So I have my own beef with him. I guess you being here has sort of changed my mind on a few things. He has to be stopped. If he's smart, he'll cut loose and start over. But my sense is, he won't at least from what you are telling me. He's going to come for you, he'll demand money, blackmail, abuse, pressure all of his calling cards. And we'll be waiting for him."

Thinking for a second, he continued,

"MJ, this isn't some macho sense of duty to try and protect you, well it is a sense of trying to protect both of us. I'm sick and tired of sitting on the sidelines while guys like him think they can get away with it. If he comes here, I want you to be ready for him. Not just defensively, because in my mind that automatically gives him a way in. No, I want to stop him before he gets that close. And, I don't want to put thoughts in your head that shouldn't be there, but will arresting him out here put a stop to him? Will he keep coming?"

AJ could feel emotions stir.. he'd never had a history of violence, he'd never dreamed of hurting someone, he'd spent his life trying to save lives, try and help those who needed it. But there was only so far someone could be pushed before they'd had enough. New York was his, this scumbag had fucked up enough peoples life where the past was there, left a thousand miles away. No.. Montana, free of his influence, presence.. must stay that way. But would AJ do something rash? The thought of a more permanent resolution might be necessary? Tourists have been known to wander off trails and get mauled by bears, go missing for months, or never be found at all. No.. He'd honor MJ's wishes. he wouldn't betray that trust. Especially since he knew the value of it.

AJ took the bottle opener and started cutting the plastic seal off the bottle, set it on the bar and started screwing in the bottle opener. Careful to pull the cork out slowly, he did so, then smelled the cork, nodding approval at the smell of the wine.

Taking the coffee mugs, AJ poured a healthy amount of the wine in each. not to the brim, but at least three-quarters full. Passing one to MJ he offered his out to her in a toast.

"To..house warming gifts, and to a broken down Prius. Without it, our lives would be very different."
 
“To house warming and broken down Prius’” she said with a half-smile. AJ had given her a lot to consider. In self-defense sure, she could see killing the man, but to think about it wasn’t something she was ready to do.

Taking a sip of her wine she finally spoke. “I don’t know if being arrested will be enough, but I do know that I could not ask you to do anything that would burden your soul. At the same time, as yours I submit to your will, and will obey your wishes.”

That was the only way MJ could give her blessing without condemning them both. “I know it’s been a short time for us being together AJ. But know that I love and trust you with my life, my body, my mind, and my soul. I have never been so sure about anything in my life. And since I’ve only had one sip of wine you know I’m not drunk ” she let out a light laugh to lighten things up a bit.
 
AJ clinked their mugs together and nodded.

"I know, and... know that I feel the same." He had to lighten the mood, they'd gotten awful serious... he chuckled at her comment about having just a sip.

" Well miss, we need to change that, for both of us. this bottle here has been waiting to be emptied for way way too long. So if I am to make one demand, it is that 'we' partake in this wonderful dinner you fixed, before it gets cold, we share this bottle of wine."

Cutting into his steak, AJ looked at the cut and examined how well she'd done cooking up their dinner. biting in, he savored the bite, chewed and swallowed. "mmmhm, I approve my pet... I approve..you did great.."

He leaned over kissed her cheek and dug into the rest of his dinner.
 
"I'm glad you like it" she said taking a bite of hers. They chatted lightly as they ate laughing and smiling. The wine was gone and she was quite tipsy by the time dinner was over. "I think you got me drunkard" she said with her eyes widening and her smile crossing her lips widely.

"What would my sir like for dessert?" she questioned with a smirk and rubbing her bare feet up his leg.
 
AJ nodded, he held the bottle up and poured the last drops into his mug. He'd let her drink most of it, as he wasn't much of a wine guy, probably one and a half cups to her three, and he thought of what she might be willing to do...

My Pet.... have you ever had anal sex?"

The words just... escaped his mouth, looking at his mug, he noticed it was empty. It must have been the amount of wine he'd consumed that gave him the courage to just blurt it out. He gave MJ a worried look as if he'd just asked for a million dollars or the keys to his parent's car when he was 16. He was afraid of her response, he knew she'd let him lick her back there, but that was a touch less invasive than actually preparing her and pushing his cock in her ass.

Butterflies filled his stomach and he knew he had to do something to deflect. He had to act quickly. Leaning over he kissed MJ passionately without giving her another moment to answer, turned her on the stool, urgently scooted her to the edge and pulled her thighs apart.

"I... I intend to have you for dessert... and once I'm done.. I want you to suck my cock till I pass out my pet..."

Yes, it was completely out of left field.. but he had to distract her from his own embarrassment.
 
MJ let out a deep moan as he parted her thighs. "If it would please you i would be willing to try it. I am yours to play with as you like my love. Though we'd have to use vegetable oil as lube." She replied to his question as her sex dripped at the thought of it.

"You have my full trust. I'm yours AJ. I know you'll never hurt me intentionally. I'm your baby girl, your sub, your whatever you want me to be."
 
AJ was shocked that she'd actually heard him... kneeling, he pulled her closer to the edge, and slipped his hands under her ass. swiftly he put her legs over his shoulders and licked gently at her clit. Licking slowly between her legs, each long stretch of his tongue scooped into her pussy, drawing out as much of her sweet nectar as he could gather. AJ took his time, intent on driving her a drunken orgasm. When he was certain she was close, he sucked longingly on her labia, slipping one finger inside her. His cock now fully erect, the fantasy of indulging in such a carnal topic was driving him nuts.

When he was sure she was well soaked he stood up and kissed her, sharing the taste of her pussy with her, the sweet taste of her mixed with the wine they'd been drinking made for an exotic and erotic mix.

Winking at her, AJ spoke reassuringly, his fingers finding their way under her ass, bringing her to the edge.

"I know you trust me, I trust you just as much... We will use a little of a few things, we'll get you warmed up, and we will take our time. I'll make you as comfortable as possible..."
 
Mj moaned as he kissed her with her pussy juices on his tongue. He was simply intoxicating. She let out a squeal when he pulled her a bit forward again. "I'm yours for as long as you'll have me AJ." she vowed enjoying the feel of his hands on her body.

"I wish our houses were next door to each other instead of across the lake. We'll have to build a dock and boat back and forth." She giggled and let out another moan. "oh god" she purred as his fingers taunted her.
 
AJ winked... "As long as I'll have you? Hm.... you'll have to earn it my pet.. " He smiled earnestly, kissed the tip of her nose and pulled her to her feet. Looking at the wine bottle AJ got an idea.

Getting off the stool he took her hand, and guided MJ around to the sink..

"Wash it, beautiful, you might need to soak it in water to get the label off my pet.." AJ whispered, he kissed her cheek, suckling her ear lobe and left her to clean the wine bottle.

AJ trailed fingers across her ass, swatting her left butt cheek lightly looking around in a few of the boxes that had been delivered for MJ while she had traveled out here. When AJ found what he was looking for he brought it with him and stood behind MJ, watching the subtle erotic sway of her ass, remembering each moan from earlier in the day as they'd made the windows rattle upstairs.

"Don't turn around MJ don't stop what you are doing but, back up a little...."
With his full erect cock pointing out like an erotic weapon, slowly he guided MJ back, pushed in to her pussy, that warm feeling of being wrapped by her elicited a slow groan from him.. "I could fuck you forever MJ... Honestly.. We'd have to buy stock in the little blue pill but my god you feel amazing.."

His right hand kept on her hip, slowly working in and out of her pussy, watching as his full size entered and exited her. Opening cap to the plastic bottle of olive oil and poured a healthy amount on the crack of her ass. He could feel it smoothly going around his cock, mixing with their juices.. Slowly he brought his hands back to her hips, his left thumb ligthly pressing on the tiny treasure back there..

"Push back MJ.. that's right..." As she did so.. AJ slowly slipped his thumb in her ass.. slowly.. so she could feel him enter..

"I... I want to fuck you forever..."
 
MJ got up and began washing the wine bottle moaning at his teasing of her ear lobe. She obeyed when he said push back and let out a deep moan feeling him fucking her, then shoving his thumb into her ass. This caused her body to push back faster loving the feel of being double penetrated.

"Yes yes yes" she moaned loudly as he told her again he wanted to fuck her forever. It bewildered her that she had gone so long without sex before meeting AJ. Now she was ready for him every moment. She was beginning to realize it was a much deeper connection. Yes she would let him fuck her forever, and whatever else he wanted.

"Oh god that feels so good" she purred before gasping as her first orgasm came in a wild rush. Once again she cried out as he took her.
 
AJ slowly stroked in and out of MJ, his rhythm was measured... there was no need nor want to rush this experience. He wanted to enjoy every moment with her...

He could feel the rush go through her body head to toe as he took two fingers, rubbed her clit lightly and brought them to his lips.. The taste of her was intoxicating...far more than he'd realized. Tipsy as both of them already were, he wanted this next experience to be pleasurable.. so he took time and care while yes he lusted for MJ he truly loved her.. couldn't dream in a million years of hurting her, so with his thumb inside her he didn't push hard.. but kept it there.

Once MJ was done, AJ slowly pulled out his thumb, then gradually he backed out of MJ. looking at the glistening gloves of her marvelous ass, he lightly spanked her on each cheek...he had the overwhelming urge to just let loose on MJ and fuck her till she passed out, instead he tried to shock her by thrusting back into her roughly, going full length deep three times and pulling out.. rubbing the olive oil in as he patted her ass, and turned her to him..

He pulled her to him and kissed her hard. his hands going directly to her ass, gathering oil on his fingers he slid his hands into the crack of her ass teasing her hidden treasure. AJ was so hard right now his cock almost hurt.

"Leave the dishes, grab the bottle, shall we... 'break in' another room?" AJ whispered...
 
MJ immediately felt a void when her ass was free of his thumb, and her pussy of his delicious long thick shaft. She let out a purr as he spanked her ass cheeks lightly. Just as she was beginning to mourn the loss his shaft was back inside of her thrusting hard declaring its rights to her pussy then gone again.

He pulled her to him for a nice long hard kiss and played with her ass leaving her wanton and hungry for more. His hard shaft pressed against her taut stomach. She wanted him, however, whenever and knew she’d never deny him.

Leaving her breathless it took her a moment to respond. “Yes Sir” she said turning and grabbing the bottle following him into the living room. The nice cream couch and love seat awaited their fornication like any other room of the house. Even though this was new, and something she hadn’t really thought of. She trusted AJ with her life, and therefore her ass was his to explore and claim as his and his alone.
 
"Mmmm break in the new couch.." he gave her a wry smile and walked over to it.


AJ layed down and beckoned MJ to him as she faced him he turned her around and motioned for MJ to straddle his face.

Once she had, he buried his tongue in her pussy. A long drawn out groan of pleasure escaped his lips, vibrating against her pussy. He sucked at her, licked at her and longingly lapped every amount of nectar he could get from her. his left thumb when back to where it had been only a few minutes ago. pressing lightly on her ass he tried to press in and thought of a different plan. Instead he pulled back on her hips and lovingly licked at her hidden treasure. The thought of licking her back there was so incredibly taboo that it made his cock hurt just thinking about how hot this was.
 
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