Revenge on the Shrewd

His lips and hands were all over me, making me squirm, sigh, moan and want more. Never had I had such and experience and the thrill of his touch was both a shock and a pleasure to me. My hands entwined in his hair as he worked my nipples to aching hardness, my hips moved up to press my flesh against him. I had gone from dreading his touch to craving it. From avoiding it to moving to make my body more available to him.

"Roll on your stomach," He said and I glanced at him curious about what he intended, willing to let his explorations continue. Soon he had me going from writhing giggles to sensual moanings as his mouth attacked my skin. My whole body was on fire, my skin hypersensitive to his very touch and caress as he manipulated my body and gave me more pleasure than I had ever imagined possible.

My eyes were closed, my breathing sharp and rapid and my body tingling when I felt his teeth first on one cheek of my ass and then the other. My eyes opened wide and I jumped a bit with an exclamation of surprise, not at the fact that he did it but the reaction of my body to it. In fact the stinging burn from his teeth spreading over my buttocks seemed to heat up my sex and cause my wetness to increase.

He apologized gently. "Sorry, the animal in me." And I turned to laugh at his sheepish look. "Bring that animal back up here," I said the laughter spilling from me. Could it be that I was actually feeling happiness at just being with this man? Just a few day ago that seemed all but impossible.

"Bring that animal back up her," I said promise in my eyes,"And lets me see if I can tame him."

Turning over I deliberatly exposed my every curve to him wondering what he was thinking about me. I had never truly accepted my own body, on the one hand hating and covering any of my femininty and on the other using it when I had to. It had come to be a tool, and instrument and nothing more. Now it was something more. It was beginning to be a pleasure.

Seeking his approval I said in a bit of an apprehensive voice,"You like?" My eyes shining from the laughter we had shared but also anxious for his approval. "I don't like," He said as he lay beside me again and I pulled in my breath sharply and dropped my gaze, his words hitting me sharply. "I love..." Those simple words made my head snap up again as I looked at him in puzzled surprise searching for the depth of his meaning. The one thing I had not told him was that no one, in all of the affairs and 'relationships' I had been in had told me those few words.

"I love...every inch, every perfect part, inside and out" He continued and our eyes met and held. I could not believe he had said that to me and I did not know what to do. My whole being was in confusion. In place of words I wrapped my arms around him and drew him down for a long, slow, sensual kiss my body pressing against him in pure bliss. There was still a part of me that warned that he could just be using me but I was past caring. I was feeling things I had never felt before and, in my selfishness, I did not want to give them up. Determined to give him just as much pleasure as he had given me I broke the kiss and pushed him back down onto the bed.

Looking at him with my eyes sparkling, my full lips open and my breath moving softly from them I told him the words he had earlier said to me,"You need to lie still and trust me," I said as I slid from the bed and left to go into the room with the shower. Finding what I was seeking I picked up the brush and padded softly back into the room, finding the light and dimming it to a soft glow.

Sitting on the edge of the bed I smiled at his puzzled expression and shook my head, placing a finger to my lips. He watched me in silence as I began to brush through the tangle that was my hair, wincing a bit as the more matted parts were caught in the bristles but determined to show him a part of me no one had ever seen since that one night at a high school dance. Soon my hair was untangled and softly framing my face, hanging down to about mid back, framing my face and shoulder in curls that had appeared from the brisk brushing. Putting the brush down I stood and, blushing softly, I turned slowly for him letting him get a full view of the soft woman I could be, my long hair moving to brush my breasts, shoulders, arms and back sensually as I showed off for his pleasure.

By the time I had made a full circle I had tears in my eyes from the warring emotions within me. And for the first time I wanted to share those emotions with someone. Sliding back onto the bed beside him, stretching out to my full length but not touching him I took a moment to compose my thoughts before speaking.

"I'm not a whore. I'm not what my mother said I would turn out to be," I said the emotions plain in my voice and face. "I am a bitch and a very hard person. That I is who I have become...out of neccessity. Because...because I am scared. I'm lonely and scared and to cover it up I became a cold hearted bitch!" Tears were falling now but, somehow, combined with my confession to him they had a cleansing effect on my very soul. "I...I want to tell you this because I want very badly to give you pleasure now. I am good at it, I have had lots of practice but it is important for you to know that I have never, never wanted this before. I did it because that was what I had to do."

Moving over him I began to kiss his chest, my tears and kisses mingling to make it glisten as I covered him in small kisses, letting my tongue swirl around his small nipples, my hair now loose and soft falling down to curtain my face and draw along his own flesh in a sensual way. "I want you to feel the happiness you have given me if only for one night," I breathed against his skin, my breath tickling him softly as I worked over his stomach and down lower. "I want to make up for whatever I have done to you out of my own fear and selfishness." I added as I kissed his thighs, running my tongue over the flesh there. "I want to give you something no one else has ever had from me," I moaned as I took his sac in my hand and sucked them into my mouth, playing with them with my tongue. "I want to give you the person I could have become if given a chance." I murmured as my mouth, but not my hand, abandoned his balls and claimed his shaft, kissing and licking up it as it swelled and jumped under my lips and tongue.

Licking and kissing my way up to the head of his throbbing cock I ran my tongue over the spongy head, scooping up the small amount of precum there before enclosing it fully in my mouth and beginging to suck gently while my hand moved over his tightening sac, caressing and fondling it. Moving my head down I took him inch by inch into my warm mouth my tongue probing and stroking his length as he approached the back of my throat. I kept it up, my hands, mouth and tongue ringing moans from him as I worked him to an increased hardness stopping only when I sensed he was approaching a climax. I did not want him to cum just yet and so I drew his shaft from my mouth letting my teeth lightly play over the pulsing flesh to turn to him, my mouth and his cock now glistening.

Straddling him I leaned forward, my tense and aching nipples brushing his chest, my pussy mere inches away from his manhood and my lips very close to his. "I want to feel you in me," I whispered to him the need plain in my voice,"For this one night I want to be yours. Please." Then I was kissing him again, my tongue sliding into his mouth and searching out his own to meet in passionate play.
 
"You need to lie still and trust me," Words echoed at me from my own heart.

Lying there on the bed, how could I tell her the truth or do any less than she asked

Jennifer returned quietly the brush in her hand and I was puzzled. Stroke by stroke she ran the brush thru her hair and I winced at the pain it caused her. My eyes never left her as my admiration for her grew, the determination evident in her face as she revealed another secret to me, this time willingly.

The hardness had left her, cleansed away by something more powerful than just the brush held in her hand, and with a slow, sensual pirouette she took my breath and my heart away. The curves and hollows I had just discovered took on a new meaning, a radiant glow verifying that she was all woman, a tender, newborn flower that was without any defense.

When she stopped her graceful turn and faced me my breath was taken away once again, for the tears that covered her soft, glowing cheeks told me of the pain that she was trying to release. And as the tears told me of her pain, so did my heart tell her to let her come to me, not reach out and pull her into my arms as I so needed to do...

"I'm not a whore. I'm not what my mother said I would turn out to be, I am a bitch and a very hard person. That I is who I have become...out of necessity. Because...because I am scared. I'm lonely and scared and to cover it up I became a cold-hearted bitch! l. "I...I want to tell you this because I want very badly to give you pleasure now. I am good at it, I have had lots of practice but it is important for you to know that I have never, never wanted this before. I did it because that was what I had to do." She told me as she lay next to me and I knew the words were true.

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And then the loving began...It was as if the first time, the time you never forget and always compare all others to...But different, more powerful, more poignant as her words, her tears and her body merged with mine.

Her words merged with her actions then, as her body made mine come alive more than I had ever dreamed possible, her hands and lips lighting intense fires where ever they touched. Her experience was evident as well, as she touched me with gentle hands and with her lips increased my need for her step.... by step.. by step.

And then she was above me; her shining face inches from mine as her body brushed mine with her hardened nipples and the heat of her crotch. Eyes no longer filled with tears looked at mine, replaced with passion, lust and even joy as she told me.

"For this one night I want to be yours. Please."

And as her lips met mine, I placed my hands on her thighs, pulling her slowly down, guiding her to enfold me and join us in what we both needed so badly...

"Jennnnnnn" I moaned as her fire consumed my lust and she caressed me with her inner muscles and I returned her passionate kisses.

For an awkward microsecond we searched for a rhythm and then found it, my hips moving in unison with hers, meeting thrust for thrust as we began our journey together.


My hands found her firm breasts and I teased the nipples with my fingers, and then broke our kiss to suckle them and to listen to the sounds coming deep from within her throat. Her skin was coated with sheen of persperation, a taste I relished as I went from breast to breast, then to her neck hidden by the lustrous wave of hair and finally backs to her lips once more.

My time was coming closer, and I began to thrust faster to hers, urging her to increase her pace and to meet me. With a chuckle of understanding she lowered herself and straightening her leg, began to roll. Not wanting to break our "joining" I followed, rolling with her until I found myself on top of her, my chest flattening her full breast, my head buried in the thick waves of auburn hair.

Her legs parted in instinct, raising and opening herself to me, letting me push my full length into her as we once again found our rhythm.

Time slowed, then stood still as I raised my head and locked my eyes to hers, her head thrown back as I began to release.

"Ahhhhhh, Jennnnnnn" I moaned as I felt my seed release into her and suddenly my body began to grow heavy.

Still, I thrust into her my erection holding its swollen form, knowing she in turn was only seconds away of her own release.

"Yessssss" She hissed as she came, her nails burying themselves in my back, her hips undulating against me as wave overtook wave after wave of pleasure and release...
 
:) Got the same message about yours:confused: :confused: Cleaned mine out over an hour ago....

I wonder if the lit is haunted??? Perhaps a ghost is in the database having its fun????
 
OOC: Mine is cleaned out now. Please send your reply again. Thanks, hon.
 
Jenifer

The sound of my name on his lips as he thrust into me made me moan in delight. No more were we two separate people but one, each taking delight in the other. I did not care if the next day brought back what had been before, whether he would become my captor again. At this moment I was more his captive than I had been when he put the collar and leash upon my neck. I could not have left were he to open the door and guarantee my freedom.

His mouth on my breasts caused me to shudder in ecstacy. My nipples hardened to aching points and my hips thrust faster and harder as my passion built, his lips coaxing the fire in me to flare up and all but consume me. I felt him respond in kind and I knew I had to give him mastery over my body for this night.

Rolling, not wanting to break our contact, I placed him on top of me and opened myself to him with no thoughts of holding back now that we were locked in passion and need. Our eyes locked, our hips moving in a frantic pace as he buried himself deep within me again and again, the only sounds those of our harsh breathing and our bodies wetly connecting together.

I could feel my orgasm build and knew it was like no other. The pleasure within it was more than I had ever experienced before. He called my name out once more and I shuddered as I felt his hot seed spill inside me, causing my own body to react and spasm as he held himself deep inside me. I cried out his name as mine died on his lips, though he sought to help me through the orgasm that had just broken over me.

I could feel my stomach and sex spasm, clutching tight as his spurting member and I lifted my hips to take him all the way into me as my body locked in it's throes of passion, my own juices spilling over him and onto our joined bodies as we clung together letting the passion ebb into peacefulness. With a sigh I clung to him still, not moving, not asking him to move just drifting in and out of a warm haze and relishing him being there with me.
 
Jack

I held Jennifer close as I tried to seperate the reason I had brought her here and what had happened. As her breathing slowed and body relaxed I knew there was no clear line for either of us, we had both crossed over and found a new beginning.

Through the night I carressed her face and hair, admiring the beautiful woman that had emerged from the hardened facade. Through the night I turned the questions over and over as my fingers touched her smooth skin and always came to the same answers.

As the morning sun lent its gentle tendrils to the room highlighting her gentle features as she slept I quietly seperated myself from her dressed and found pen and paper.

"They say if you care for something and wish to keep it forever you must first set it free. Inside the envelope is all the proof you will need to set the record correct and return everything to the way it was, if you wish. Also is where the authorities can find me, for I know I too must pay for what I have done and will not run from it"

Placing the note on the package I left the rooms and walked away, knowing my future was not in my hands and somehow being comforted by it.
 
Jennifer

I sat for a long time looking from the packet of evidence to the note in my hands. It was true that what he had given me would free me from suspicion but it would also cause him to become the one behind bars. I sighed and closed my eyes trying to remember him from before, trying to match his face with those of so many others I had treated in this way but I could not. I had not paid attention to anything but the profit margin just as I had so many others. How many lives had I ruined in my own need for validation? How many people had felt the anger towards me that he had when I had first seen him only a few days ago?

Finally, my mind made up, I rose from the table, packet in hand and went over to the sink. Searching through the drawers, I found a box of matches, lit one and destroyed both the packet and the letter letting the papers smolder in the damp porcelin making sure there was no evidence left before I turned on the shower and washed all evidence of him from my body. Now there would be nothing to connect him to me and, without the proof he gave me, he could not take the blame even if he wished to. I was hoping he would not be foolish enough to have more than one set of proofs leading to his own guilt. I did not think he would wish anyone to find it and was pretty sure I had destroyed the only evidence available.

Once clean I put on my clothes that I found in a dresser drawer and left the room I had been kept 'prisoner' in headed toward the nearest police station to give myself up and serve the punishment I deserved...not for embezzlement but for the dreams I had crushed for so many. They, at least, deserved to see me suffer in some way for what I had done to them.

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The story of my surrender to the police and the subsequent jailing and trial made front news for some time. Many times as I sat back in the jail cell they had assigned me to I would close my eyes and smile as I imagined those that had felt my harshness say,"It's only what the bitch deserved." And they were right. Then my thoughts would go to the night spent with Jack and the passion and feeling between us and those thoughts would help me get through the hours of dreary existence that was now mine.

The public defender that was assigned to me was not as bad as I had at first imagined. He was very attentive to details and, though I suspected he thought I was not giving him the whole story of my disappearance and the facts about the embezzled money, he was able to prove that I had been out of town when several of the orders for transfers of money had been made which shed a light of doubt on my guilt which was all he needed. Suspicion turned to my secretary but I, myself, endorsed a letter stating her qualifications and attitude had always been above reproach and a background check on her revealed no criminal activity and in the end she was cleared. I breathed a sigh of relief when the news came to me and then prepared for my own sentencing.

That day, as I stood before the judge, was one of mixed emotions. I trembled from head to foot thinking of the consequences of a guilty verdict but determined to stand my ground. Though no one else could be found to have done the deed, the suspicion that I was not at the head of the transactions was enough and I was declared not guilty and released that day.

I sank to my chair in relief, tears flooding my eyes and pouring down my cheeks, my whole body shaking as my lawyer stood by to make sure I was alright. The court room was cleared and only he and I were left by the time I had collected my thoughts and emotions enough to leave the courthouse, making sure to thank my attorney for a job well done and, when asked what I was going to do now, replying "I don't know."

Walking out into the fresh air and sunshine I thought that I had never seen a day more wonderful than this. Walking down the stairs I wondered just where I would go and what I would do now. I supposed a shelter would be a temporary start until I could find a job and then an apartment. The clothes I had on that day I had turned myself in and a small bag of clothes donated by an anonymous person were all I had to my name. My mother's house had been taken when I failed to show up for my hearing by the bail bondsman and would by now have been sold off. I had no savings as the bank had gotten their money back from the account and the state still had hold of the rest. I would have to go in and petition for it's release with all the paperwork and headache that went with that and I silently wondered if I ever would. Maybe I would have it divided among the people that I had hurt so badly during my years at the bank and whose misery I had profited from. Right now it seemed the farthest thing from my mind.

I began to walk, not knowing really where I was going but enjoying the sights and sounds around me as if seeing it for the first time. Eventually I ended up at a park somewhere in the middle of the city and sat down on a bench which was shaded but not completly hidden from the bright sun. The months in jail had caused my skin to pale a bit and I didn't want to get a sunburn but the heat of the sunshine in the moment of my freedom seemed almost erotic. I smiled and closed my eyes, my mind wondering back to the time of my real freedom at the hands and in the arms of Jack. I wished fervently that I knew his last name so that I could...thank him I supposed. Thank him for giving me a new start on life even if he didn't realize that was what he had done.
 
Jack

*It was done, over* I told myself as I stood nearby and looked at Jennifer from a safe distance. From her unexpected actions she took the lesson to her heart even more than I had hoped. Her refusal to implicate anyone and stand alone waiting her punishment was proof enough.

*Then why do you feel like this* I asked myself as I smiled at the familiar way she stretched in the warm sun *If it went even better than you expected, what's the problem*

Shaking my head I took a final look before turning, promising myself and the unhearing Jennifer. "Someday, Jen, someday. When you're ready I'll come back and you'll give me back the part of me you took with you, and perhaps we will live happily ever after"


OOC: I want to Thank You geri. For the eloquent words you've written and the way those words have inspired me in response:)
 
Jennifer

A month later I had moved out of the shelter, gotten a job as an accountant at a small firm that was just starting out and willing to give me a chance to start again and I had used just enough of the money left in my savings account to hire a lawyer to contact and distribute the remaining to those whom I had hurt to get it. He did it without me knowing who they were. I didn't want to know and I am sure they didn't want to hear from me. I was interested only in getting this done and over with and putting it in the past. It was tempting at first to find out Jack's last name and information but I did not give in to it. I was sure that he wanted nothing to do with me after that last night. He had wanted to teach me a lesson and that he had accomplished. Now it was time to get on with our separate lives.

Still I caught myself thinking of him and that night and often daydreaming of meeting him. I would have to shake myself out of it and sharply chastise myself for such thoughts before I could concentrate on what I was doing at the time be it shopping, work or just paying attention to where I was walking at the moment. I felt foolish thinking about him so much but I found I couldn't help it. Many times I found myself coming out of my thoughts with others staring at me and a blush would creep up my neck and into my face and for the rest of the day I would throw myself into my work.

Then one day I came home to my small apartment and I found an envelope had been slid under my door. I recognized the handwriting as that of my former secretary and opened it, curious to why she would take time to contact me this way. Inside were two address on a plain sheet of paper and that was all. I didn't know what to make of it until I turned the paper over and saw Jack's work places written there. I was stunned and I had to sit down. I now had in my hand the way to contact the man I was thinking so much about. But why should she do this and how did she know? Those questions seemed to pale against the question of what I would do with the information and a nervousness about what would happen if I acted on it.

It took another week of hard thought before I called and, not telling them who I was, found out when he was there at his places of employment. After that I would find myself going out of my way to pass by them, not letting anyone see me but just walking by slowly wondering where he was and what he was doing before hurrying off embarrassed and not brave enough to find out. Then one night fate played a hand. I had heard that one of his places of employment were looking for a firm to do their accounting. Acting on impulse I passed the word to my bosses and they eagerly put in a bid, their bid was snatched up and, as a reward for the lead, I was made the represenative of my firm.

The day I was to go I almost picked up the phone several times and called in, each time stopping myself at the last minute. I spent hours the day before picking out my outfit and deciding on how to arrange my hair. Many more hours tossing and turning trying to sleep and thinking about what would happen if I saw him there. I didn't know his position there but there was a chance we would meet. And, if we did, what then?

Finally, after a sleepless night and an invigorating shower, I spent an hour carefully applying makeup to make it look like I had gotten my eight hours of sleep, a light perfume, body poweder and a simple business dress that was nowhere near as severe as the ones I used to wear and I was putting my hair up in a soft sweep so that tendrils of it fell to frame my face while looking quite proper for a business meeting. With one last nervous look I was out the door and going to my office to pick up the papers before entering the lion's den.

And that is how I came to stand in front of the door of his work. I must have looked like a statue standing there trying to get my courage up to go in. Finally with a deep breath I opened the door and announced my arrival to the secretary there, being told to take a seat while she announced that I was there. With a nod of understanding I took a seat where I could keep an eye on the goings on about me, half hoping I would see him and half hoping I wouldn't and all the time wondering what I was doing there.
 
Jack Richards

I started my day as usual, a brisk run with my dog and then a shower, followed by a light breakfast before heading to work. The routine was what got me out of bed lately, the nights spent tossing and turning as I tried to put thoughts of her to rest, and then when finally falling asleep waking to dreams so vivid I woke to the smell of her and my body aroused at the thought.

The morning at work started as per diem, retrieving the list of people that were currently to be investigated and turning in the reports that I had gathered on the previous day.

The firm was a job, sometimes questionable on the methods they used but flexible enough to give a guy a few days off if wanted, plus the pay was good as well.

Coming from my "bosses" office I juggled the files as I pulled my light jacket on and closed his door, turning as I called out.

"Thanks Ray, I'll start these cases today and see you tomorrow morning?

My eyes were riveted on the first file as I walked past the secretaries desk, telling her I'd see her "the same time, same place tomorrow", hearing her usual reply.

"Sure thing Jack, I'll be here" then in her professional voice announcing to Ray's next appointment "Mr Devon will see you now, Miss, he's waiting for you"

Manners told me to open the door I had just closed and looking up as I groped for the handle I saw the face I had dreamed of for the last two months.

"J..j...jen?" I stammered, wanting to grab her and pull her to me and crush her in my arms, then recalling where we were and realizing she probably didn't want to embaressed, stopping.

"It's GOOD to see you" I told her honestly, hoping she could read the message in my eyes as I kept the conversation polite "We should talk over a cup of coffee, sometimes?"

Standing there, feeling like a total idiot not knowing what to do or say next I took in the changed and beautiful young woman that looked back at me...

"Ahem...." Shelly cut gently in "Mr Devon is waiting, Jack...."
 
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Jennifer

I had given up seeing him pass the office and had turned my attention to the contents of my briefcase, refreshing myself with the proposed plan my firm had come up with to cut some unneccessary costs and increase the profits of this business. Then I heard the voice I had heard so many times in my memory and my head whipped up to see Jack standing in the doorway of Mr Devon's office speaking to him before he left.

I could feel my heart pounding and my mouth went dry and I found my mind blank. I could not think of anything to say or do at that moment, the moment I had been daydreaming about for so long. Standing slowly as the secretary announced that Mr Devon was ready to see me I walked up to the door and closer to Jack than I had been since that day. He was opening up the door for me like a gentleman and I had to smile at that thought.

The smile froze on my face as he looked up from what he was doing to see me. Now was the moment of truth. Locking gazes with him I saw something there behind his eyes, a remenant of that night perhaps?

Whatever it was, seeing me looked like the last thing he expected because the shock on his face was visible as he greeted me. "J..j...jen?" He said, his hand frozen on the doorknob "It's GOOD to see you" He added and it seemed he put extra meaning into the statement though I could have been wrong "We should talk over a cup of coffee, sometime?"

I gave him my best smile, one that he had seen then just before I gave him a part of me no one else had ever had before. My eyes shown and a softness came to my eyes as I replied,"Hello, Jack." Was there a bit of a sultry tone to my voice? "It has been a long time. Coffee's good. I usually enjoy a cup myself after I get off of work. I found the best coffee at a diner called Carlie's. Thats where you can usually find me at the end of a day...unwinding."

I laughed softly as the secretary impatiently interrupted and reminded us both about the appointment. "It's been really nice to see you again," I told him as I brushed by him, my shoulder nugding his hand as I passed,"But I do have to go to work now. It's not easy trying to make an honest living." Another soft laughed followed as I walked into the office and shut the door, giving him one last look at the soft curves of my back wondering if he remembered that slow spin done for him to give him a close look at what was now beneath my dress.

Forcing myself to put on a business-like front I approached Mr Devon, my hand out. "Mr Devon? Jennifer Chrisholm from Brown and Son's Finance. I am sure you will be pleased at the plan we have come up for you today...."

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That day seemed to go by slowly. First the meeting with Jack's boss which went well. Very well in fact as my firm was awarded the job much to my bosses' delight and a nice bonus for me. The bonus was small but a symbol of how valuable I was as an employee. I smiled happily as I sat in a booth at Carlie's and drank a cup of their home brewed best. And I did it with my brain and my own skill instead of my body and deception. That alone made me feel like I had just won the lottery.

Looking out the window I wondered idly whether Jack would pick up on the hint I had dropped or whether I had just read something in his tone and actions that was not really there and he was actually somewhere laughing at the sight of me as a poor working girl, taken down more than a peg or two in life. As the time wore on I began to think I had been a bit foolish in all of this. What had I been thinking? It had been months since my arrest, trial and release. He was probably either happily married or living with a girlfriend or something. He certaintly wasn't somewhere thinking of me and saving himself for a woman he admitted had been instrumental in him loosing everything.

I sighed and called the waitress over to give me my check. A foolish dream put in it's place and now I could go on with my life and put him out of my mind. Taking the check I searched through my purse for the money plus tips. I would finish my coffee and go home and in the morning I would go back to my lonely life. Lonely but now a bit more meaningful and I would always be grateful to him for that.
 
Jack Richards

The old truck had let me down, the first day I really needed it she decided in a rage of fit to blow her top at me, her radiator letting loose in a magnificent spray of steam that blinded me as I killed the engine and stepped out.

If it weren't for a passing car and a fifty dollar bill I would still be standing there trying to fix the old girl, but instead I was unusally late for a date I couldn't afford to miss.

"Thanks bud" I told him as I hopped out of his car and passed the promised note "Hopefully you're my guardian angel"

"Mister, for fifty bucks I can be just about any name you want" He retorted and pulled off into traffic.

Turning I dashed to the doorway underneath the sign that announced "Carlie's, Fine Food and Friendly Service" and pushed through the doorway hoping I wasn't too late.

Searching thru the restaurant as I tried to brush the mop I called hair into place I spotted a face that I could never forget as she looked at the waitress standing next to her table. Walking quietly behind her I stopped at her shoulder winking at the curious face of the waitress as I knelt and spoke into Jennifer's ear.

"Excuse me miss, but my car has broke down and I need a ride, do you think you could find it in your heart to give a man a ride to find the woman he loves?"

Kneeling so our eyes would be level, my breath and waited for her turn and reply.
 
Jennifer

I was placing a five dollar bill in the waitress' hand and telling her to keep the change when I felt warm air against my ear and a very familiar voice say,"Excuse me miss, but my car has broke down and I need a ride, do you think you could find it in your heart to give a man a ride to find the woman he loves?"

I closed my eyes tight and tried to hold back the tears that threatened to fall. Opening them I was now staring into his warm ones, well what I could see of them with his windblown tresses in the way. Reaching up to gently push the hair aside a trembling smile came to my face. "Oh, god, Jack, you came. I didn't think...I didn't know if...you came!" I couldn't hold the tears back and my vision became blurred as I tried to wipe them away.

"So, do you want to sit down for a cup of coffee or should we just skip the small talk and get out of here and go somewhere where we can be alone? And if you pick the second one we take a cab. I don't own a car. I'm not rich, you know." I laughed and brushed his lips with my own, not able to stop myself waiting for whatever answer he would give.
 
Jack

Jennifers eyes closed and I could see her battling herself, then damp eyes stared at me and for a moment my heart stuttered.

*Do I bring her such pain, was I so wrong* I blamed myself and then breathed in relief as her words came out.

"Oh, god, Jack, you came. I didn't think...I didn't know if...you came!"

Kissing her tears away I answered her question as I knelt beside her, brushing my hand on her cheek.

"I'm hungry, but not for food. I've been starving for you and want to get you all to myself"

Standing I held my hand out taking hers and we moved out to the street, hailing a taxi that for once was on hand.

"Where to, Mac?" The voice questioned and I met Jennifer's eyes then spoke giving him my address without breaking our gaze.

"It's not much but there's a couple of things I need to show you" I told her and then leaned forward to kiss her... Time went quickly as I carressed her face, my lips on hers, overjoyed at the passion that was returned to me.

Paying the cabbie I waved my hand at the dilapidated single story house and invited her in.

"It's not much, but clean" I said as we closed the door "I've been trying to save a few bucks for something special"

Pulling her close I kissed her again and confessed as our lips seperated. "I was afraid that you never wanted to see me again and stayed away because of that, why didn't you call the number I left in the envelope, or write the address?"
 
Jennifer

The first feel of his lips on me was like heaven. It washed the past months away just like the tears he was kissing were washing my fears away. My heart fluttered at his first words and I secretly confessed to myself a similar hunger, blushing at the thought but ready to follow whereever he would lead me.

He took my hand in his own, his large one holding my smaller one firmly within it and we walked into the sunshine, my heart beating faster and I did not even question where he was taking me. A taxi was easily gotten and and we were soon inside of it, his arms around me and my head laying on his chest feeling safe and warm and where I wanted to be.

The ride seemed to take forever before we stepped out in front of a small house. A fixer-upper if I ever saw one but that did not matter for the minute we stood outside the taxi he pulled me into his arms and was kissing me even more passionately than he had in my daydreams and I was responding in kind, my arms going around his neck to draw him even closer. We were interrupted by the cab driver clearing his throat and pointing to the meter. I laughed and stood back, letting Jack pay him so we could truly be alone.

I walked into the house with him at my side, looking around. It was not much, as he had said, but the potential was there and I mentally dressed it up in my mind knowing that when he finished it he would have a wonderful place to call home. Suddenly my own small apartment seemed cramped and closed in and I hated the thought of returning there but all thoughts left as I found myself in his arms again, our mouths locked in passionate bliss. It did not last as long as I wanted for he broke the kiss to stare down at me and ask,"I was afraid that you never wanted to see me again and stayed away because of that, why didn't you call the number I left in the envelope, or write the address?"

I buried my face into his chest and replied in a muffled voice,"I had to destroy everything you gave me. I knew I was going to turn myself in and I had to get rid of anything that would link you to me. I knew you would tell them everything if they confronted you and I couldn't let you do that. I had to do this on my own without pulling anyone else in so I burnt everything. All the evidence, everything that had your name or anything connected to you."

Looking up at him my eyes pleading for him to understand I continued,"I had to set things right. If nothing else, you had shown me that. I knew that if I had hurt you so badly that there were plenty of others that felt the same way. I had to give them the satisfaction of seeing me punished in some way. I deserved that." I placed my hand over his mouth preventing any arguement as I went on. "I did. You showed me that too. But you showed me compassion too and a way to break through the hard shell I had pulled around myself. And I can't thank you enough for that. If nothing else happens today I want to thank you for giving me back my dignity and self confidence and showing me that I should not have to sink to such depths for anyone."

I removed my hand and but both arms around him, laying on his chest and just enjoying the feeling of being with him for this time. "Besides, I didn't know if you wanted to see me again. You were out to teach me a lesson that night and you did. I didn't know if you even thought about me afterwards. I didn't dare even hope."

Looking up with shining eyes I tried to change the subject. "So what things to you need to show me and what is this something special that you have been saving for." A thought struck me and I said,"Didn't you get the money from my savings account? I had the lawyer divide it out. You should have recieved something from it."
 
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Jack

Her answer why was the one I had dreamed of night after night, the one I needed to know for my own sake and hers.

Jennifer's understanding and compassion of the people she knew and her accepting her fate proved that she had changed for her own better.

"Besides, I didn't know if you wanted to see me again. You were out to teach me a lesson that night and you did. I didn't know if you even thought about me afterwards. I didn't dare even hope."

"I haven't stopped dreaming of you at night, and not a waking minute went by where I didn't think of you" I confessed "There were several times I was near you and wanted so badly to call out your name, the only reason I didn't was I thought you would turn and run away"

At her query of the money I smiled and then asked her hesitantly.

"I nearly missed you because my old truck died at the house I've been taking care of for a friend, I was headed there making sure everything was okay in it. I was hoping tomorrow we could borrow my buddies car and it being the weekend you'd help me check the house?"

Suddenly feeling like a shy schoolboy I looked at her and suggested. "We could spend the night here stopping at your apartment before we left? It's quite a drive and we'd have time tonight to.... talk?"
 
Jennifer

I sighed and snuggled up to him as he spoke of dreaming of me just as I had dreamed of him. I laughed when he spoke of being near me and said,"You watched me? If I had only known. So many times I wished I could hear your voice or see you, even by chance. But I didn't dare get in touch with you. I was to scared to do it and there was too much for me to do."

I smiled at him at the suggestion of a night with him. "Do you really think I would turn down a night with you? Even if it means sleeping in the same house but in different rooms I wouldn't say no. And I would love to help you tomorrow." My eyes were alight with joy. Any excuse to spend any time with him but to have the whole weekend was more than I could have hoped for.

Standing back and taking his hands in mine I said,"So, shall we...talk?"
 
Jack

The easy acceptance of my invitation made me smile as she snuggled against me, even the thought of seperate rooms didn't dim it as I consoled myself with the idea of spending the long weekend with her.

"So, shall we...talk?" Came the words I dreaded but had resolved myself to, needing to tell her what was in my heart.

Looking down at her hands as they held mine I was again amazed at the strength in them, another facet of her I was discovering.

"Jen...." I began slowly, trying to find the right words "Jen, when I kidnapped you it was for one purpose...Revenge. I was determined to make you feel the pain and loss that I and others had felt. I knew if someone tried to just talk to you then it would have no effect and dreamed up the cruel scenario."

Placing both her hands in one of mine I used the free hand to touch her cheek and brush back the tendril of hair that had crept forward.

"But what happened inside those rooms wasn't what I had planned, at least not totally" I confessed, stroking the smooth skin of her face with my thumb. "When I left that morning I was ready to go to jail and live the rest of my days there, happy with what I felt for you. You surprised me by your actions, taking everything into your hands and accepting your fate in preference of others getting hurt."

Leaning forward I kissed Jennifers lips once, a gentle, light touch and pulled back to continue.

"I am so proud of you and so sorry" I told her slowly, looking into her eyes "Sorry because of what I did to you, no matter what my reasons and proud because of what you've become from it, proud of the woman I've fallen in love with"

My long winded speech finished I sighed in relief, then looked to her for her judgement and verdict of my confession...
 
Jennifer

I listened to what he had to say in silence, letting him talk and let off of his shoulders what he had obviously been thinking for a long time. Most of what he told me I had already figured out those months ago as I waited to see what path my life would take. Little did I know that it would end me up here in his arms.

I smiled at the pride in his voice and ran my hands over his lips to silence anymore apologies. "Please, Jack, I don't know if what happened that night was right but the results of it were. I must confess that I was very, very frightened. I had never had a situation that I was not in control of before and it frightened me almost as much as the thought of that leather collar squeezing the life out of me. But, I too have a confession."

"You see, before that night I had not only no regard for anyone else's life I had no regard for my own. The only reason that I was so greedy where money is concerned was that it represented power to me and I thought if I had enough power in my life than it would become meaningful. I was wrong. There is only one thing in life that makes life meaningful and, when you told me that you loved me now and in the dinner, I reailze that I finally have that in my life now."

I sighed and dropped my eyes from his as I continued. "In fact, in the past month I had thought about ending my life. I could no longer live with what I had become. I could not live with the thought that I had whored myself out to those over me in order to gain whatever position I had. I had come to hate myself and my life."

"And then I came face to face with that very life being taken away and I found that I was not so eager to end it after all. In that moment I wanted to live. In fact I wanted to live and not merely exist as I had been doing and I made a vow that, if I got out of that alive, I would live life to the fullest." I lifted my gaze back up to him and smiled gently. "I know now that you would never have let me die but the fear of lossing something I thought I no longer cared for woke me up from where I had been. I can't thank you enough for doing what you did. I don't know how I will ever be able to show you how grateful I truly am but I do know that I love you with all my heart and I want to be able to take a lifetime to show you just how I feel."

I blushed at being so forward, not intending to tell him this right now but not being able to hold back how I felt. "I'm sorry. I don't mean to push anything. We can take it one day at a time and see where it goes. I just wanted you to know that you don't have to be sorry for anything. I am now happier than I have ever been before."
 
Jack

Listening carefully to her reply, for my future hung in the words I found my sight blurring as I heard her own apologies, understanding of what had happened and confession.

Bringing her hands higher I removed mine from her silky cheek and took each in my own kissing them tenderly as I looked at her.

"The time for confessions and apologies have gone past us" I spoke gently, my voice husky as tried to clear my thougts and blurred vision. "And knowing that we can spend our lives together will let me face each new day one at a time,glad for what we will share."

A simple nod came from Jennifer in reply, then a brave smile that slowly spread, lighting her face and eyes.

Laughing suddenly, a sound that hadn't come from my own throat for months, I leaned forward on impulse and kissed her lips. For long seconds we held the kiss, passion growing with each as neither of us wanted to release the other from its heady grasp. Finally I pulled back, my face hot and flushed from the sensations that had just passed between us and looked at her with hungry eyes.

"M..morning will come early" I spoke gently, uncertain of how to say what I wanted so badly "I can show you your bedroom if you wish and let you get the rest you need?"
 
Jennifer

I clung to him as if I was recieving my very life force from his lips on my own. The sound of his laughter rang in my ears and it was a sound I had dreamed of hearing but never had until that moment. I thought that it was the sweetest sound in the world.

I was reluctant to break the kiss, the loneliness from the last months finally being washed from me in that one passion filled embrace but knowing that we could not spend the night in the hallway even if it meant being in each others arms.

It was then that he spoke hesitantly of sleeping arrangements and my heart was beating quickly as he said,"M..morning will come early. I can show you your bedroom if you wish and let you get the rest you need?" Looking up into his eyes I could see the passion and need that smouldered there even as he tried to be a gentleman and offer me a bed by myself.

But now that I was with him being by myself was not something I wished at all. Letting him see the love and longing in my own eyes I said,"I don't wish to be apart from you again. Even for one evening." I laughed softly as I added. "Besides, I can always rest while you drive tomorrow. It is you who will need the sleep."

Giving him a sultry, yet teasing look I added. "Maybe separate bedrooms would be better. I am afraid of how tired you might be should we share a bed. We would not want that, now would we?" Running my hand along his chest, feeling the heat through his shirt I gazed at him with sparkling eyes as I waited for his reply, hoping he would catch the teasing tone of the last statement.
 
Jack

Jennifers first wirds confirmed my own hopes. ,"I don't wish to be apart from you again. Even for one evening."

Then her face and tone changed into a impish, teasing mixture.

"Maybe separate bedrooms would be better. I am afraid of how tired you might be should we share a bed. We would not want that, now would we?"

*Two can play that game* I thought to myself, letting my shoulders fall and my face turn gloomy.

"You're right, Jen" I said in my best sad tone "It's a long trip and a lot of work lined up and I need to be at my best. I'll show you your room and get you some nightclothes"

Walking slowly down the hall I acted as if my best friend had died, and I was going next.

Hearing a small undistinguishable sound and her footsteps following me I whirled and rushed towards her, scooping her up in my arms.

"You're coming with me, Missy" I crowed joyously "And I'm never going to lose you again! Besides, who said we were going to sleep, I thought we could stay up and watch the sunrise together!"

Smothering her face, hair and lips with kisses I heard her tiny mock screeches of protest and stopped, smiling down at her as she curled in my arms.

Striding down the hall I pushed open my bedroom door and carried her to the large brass framed bed, intending to toss her on it. But with a squeal she held tight to my neck, overbalancing me and pulling me down on top of her with a laugh.

A flurry of mock wrestling began, her face a flushed, happy color of pink as I rolled off her and pulled her on top of me.

" I surrender" I laughed "You've taken my heart, now do want you will with my body"
 
Jennifer

My heart lurched as his face fell and his shoulders slumped. He had not heard the teasing tone. He walked down the hall and I followed behind, reaching out to touch his arm, to get his attention so I could explain. Suddenly he whirled around and scooped me up in his arms, a squeal of surprise coming from me.

I laughed as he pulled me to him, my eyes shining as he told me he would never let me go again. I didn't want to go anywhere but here. Then he was kissing me all over and I was sighing with abandonment and happiness I nevertheless pretended to put up a fight until I simply gave up and snuggled into his arms.

I sighed with contentment as he carried me to his room, my arms locked around his neck holding on as if I was afraid that he would go away. I was startled as he tried to toss me onto the bed and hung onto his neck instinctively pulling him down with me. What followed was a wonderful time of entangled bodies, touching and caressing under the pretense of trying to get away from the other until finally I was on top and he was declaring his surrender.

I laughed and kissed him gently, my breath rapid and my face flushed. "Anything I want, hey? Hummm, such possibilities." I pretended to think for a few moments as I moved my fingers along his chest, undoing the buttons of his shirt and beginning to kiss along his chest leaving a burning trail along his flesh. My hands caressed his skin and I pressed my body against his smiling as I heard him groan.

"Mmmm," I said between kisses,"I can't seem to think of a thing to do. My mind is a complete blank." My hand moved down between us to brush lightly against his pelvic area, causing a reaction there. "Want to help me think of something?"
 
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