Chapter 3
Peter sat on his bed in the tree house at Neverland. "Why did I say no." he thought to himself. He leaned back and closed his eyes. "It can't be true."
"I grew up, I lived in London, I knew I was going to bump into her one time or another, I just didn't expect it now. Why did she have to be so beautiful, her auburn hair was perfectly waved and her body had changed in the best of ways" Peter imagined every part of the Wendy he now knew. He shook his head. "Stop it." He told himself. But he couldn't, he had an urge to see her again.
Wendy thought that she had taken enough days off; she had to get this book ready for shipping. She made her way to the publishing place in London, because she was told that everything would be shipped to the publishing house nearest to her so it would be easier to deal with.
Wendy spent all day at the publishing house making everything perfect. She walked out of the front door and there he was, standing across the street leaning against a tree. He smiled when he saw her.
Wendy walked across the street towards Peter. "What do you want?" she asked him
Peter raised his eyebrow and said "That's no way to great an old friend, I was going to ask if you wanted to go to a party."
"Who said you are a friend of mine?" replied Wendy
"Ouch that hurt." Peter said with a smile
Wendy smiled back at him, "What kind of Party?" she asked him
"Something small, just a couple of friends and you; if you accept my offer."
"Why would I want to accept?"
"Because I would much appreciate it." Peter said
They looked at each other for a good minute. "Alright, what time." Wendy agreed
"Be ready at eight." Said Peter, and he walked away just like that.
"Wendy what have you got yourself into?" Wendy asked herself
Wendy raced home it was six so she had a bath and got ready for the night with Peter. She tried on at least ten different dresses, and changed her hair three times. Finally she thought that what she was wearing was good enough, she looked at the clock and it was 7:45. She finished her look with her make-up and perfume and then there was a knock on the door. She took a deep breath and went to open the door. She saw Peter dressed in a suit that made him look like a king. His hair was perfectly combed and slicked back, and he just looked plain perfect. "Hello sir." Said Wendy "Good evening Madam." Said Peter, he bent down and picked up Wendy's hand and gently kissed it.
Wendy immediately blushed. "Your too kind sir." Said Wendy. "I try." Replied Peter, "Shall we go?" asked Peter, Wendy nodded and they both left. When they got to a house Peter let her in and the house was crowded with so many people it was hard to open the door. A man came up to Peter and Wendy and asked to take their coats. Wendy shrugged hers off and Peter did the same. Peter then offered his arm and Peter and Wendy made their way through the house. "Peter, how are you, I have not seen you in so long." Said a girl from behind them, They both turned around. Wendy looked at Peter and she could see that he knew this girl.
"Abby, it's so nice to see you." Said Peter, He kissed her hand the way he had done to Wendy earlier. Abby was staring at Wendy, waiting for Peter to introduce them. "This is Wendy, and old friend." Said Peter "Wendy this is Abby." He said again "A pleasure." Said Wendy, "Yes, same here." Said Abby "So Peter we will have to catch up tonight." Said Abby, Wendy saw that there was an odd twinkle in Abby's eyes toward Peter, she knew right away that there had been something there between them. "Maybe this was one of the girls that Peter used to get over me with." Was what Wendy thought
"I agree, we should catch up some time, but for now I have other plans." Said Peter looking at Wendy, Wendy could not believe the man before her, he was nothing like the boy she knew, he spoke in a manner that was held with respect. "Shall we press on?" Peter asked Wendy. Wendy looked up at him and nodded. They made their way through the house and Wendy was introduced to so many people she could not remember their names fast enough. "I have to leave you for a second but I am sure you will do fine." Said Peter, he walked off and Wendy was left alone in an extremely loud room full of people. "Wendy right." Said a guy from behind her, Wendy turned around and saw a short stout man. "Yes?" she said "Do you remember me?" asked the small man, Wendy thought for a minute and told him that she could not remember. "It's me Tootals." Said the short man, then Wendy remembered the short little fat boy that nearly killed her. "Oh Tootles, it's so nice to see you, I'm sorry I did not recognize you." She said ecstatically, He then smiled at her "That's quite alright, I am very glad you remembered me." Said Tootles, "Are any of the other boys here?" asked Wendy "No I haven't really moved around the house much other than that I have not seen anyone I recognize." "Well then I sappose that I am stuck talking to you." Tootles said and smiled at Wendy "So who are you here with?" asked Tootles, Wendy looked at him and smiled the biggest grin in a long time. "Guess." She said Tootles sat and thought but looked puzzled. "Oh I couldn't guess."
"Peter Pan." Wendy whispered to Tootles, his mouth dropped. Tootles had not seen Peter for the same amount of years Wendy hadn't seen him. "He is here, tonight?" asked Tootles. "Who's here?" said Peter, he had crept up behind Tootles. "See for yourself." Said Wendy, Tootles turned to see the man, "Good lord." Said Tootles, Peter looked puzzled and waited for someone to explain. "Peter, this is Tootles." Said Wendy, Peter looked at the small stout man. "Tootles?" said Peter. "Hello Peter." Said Tootles, the two men smiled at each other and gave each other a hug. "It's been so long I thought that I would never see any of you again." Said Peter, "Well here I am."
Wendy watched the two talk for a long time, they talked about everything imaginable, anything that was brought up. "I'm sorry Wendy how rude of us to not include you in our conversations." Peter finally said. "No that's quite alright, you two catch up." Wendy said with a smile, Peter gave her a thank you look and went back to talking. "If you gentlemen excuse me, I will go walk around." Said Wendy, the two men nodded and Wendy walked away. She found a gathering of people dancing, and another that were standing enjoying small talk. "Are you enjoying yourself?" asked a woman that stood beside Wendy, "I am thank you." Replied Wendy, she turned to look at the woman and noticed it was Abby. "So how do you know Peter?" asked Abby. Wendy kind of snickered to herself. "We are childhood friends." Said Wendy, "Oh, I see." Replied Abby, "Well nice talking to you dear." Said Abby, she curtsied and walked away. "Well that was odd." Thought Wendy,
Wendy talked to several people through the night, mostly just a hello, and how are you this evening, but it was a talk none the less. It was getting late and Wendy had not seen Peter since she left him to talk to Tootles. Wendy was getting tired so she decided to get ready to leave; she knew that Peter would be caught up with friends for a while. She got her coat, and got ready to leave. She walked out the door and down the steps. "Where do you think you are going?" asked a voice from behind her, Wendy's expression turned to joy. "I thought that you were pre-occupied in your own matters." Wendy turned to face Peter. "I thought you might come back to see me when you had taken your turn about the room." Said Peter, "And I thought you would not want to be interrupted by me." Explained Wendy, "Of course you were being kind." Said Peter, "I thought the two of you would want to talk and be alone for a while, so I left, and people were making conversations with me, and then the hour had passed to be very late so I thought that I would grab my things and leave." Said Wendy "Well I am done chatting for now, surly you must stay." Exclaimed Peter, "I don't know why you are so adamant in me staying." Exclaimed Wendy "I want you to stay Wendy."
Wendy was taken back, Peter wanted her again, surly there must still be a spark there. Just thinking about it made her face blush.
"I would stay Peter, but I am much too tired to stand any longer." Said Wendy
"Then I will take you home." Said Peter
"No, go and enjoy your party, do not leave on my account."
"I came with you Wendy, so I shall see you home."
Wendy knew she was not going to win this argument, "Very well." Said Wendy,
In a blink of an eye Peter had flown over picked Wendy up and started flying away to her home. Wendy was at first frightened by the gesture and wrapped her arms around Peter's neck for something safe to cling onto. "I thought you were used to flying?" asked Peter, "Well I had no chance to catch my breath and you startled me." Wendy responded, just like that they were at Wendy's door to her apartment. Without even letting her down Peter opened the door and walked in, he closed the door behind him and set Wendy on her bed. "Home sweet home madam." He told her, "Thank you kind sir." Wendy replied.
"Did you enjoy yourself tonight?" asked Peter, Wendy did not really want to tell Peter that she did not know anyone that she talked to and no one really cared to talk to her. She briefly talked to Abby, and that was about the longest conversation she had. Then she thought about Abby, and wanted to ask Peter. "How do you know Abby?" Peter was taken aback by the question "She is a friend." Peter told her. "Peter I fear she is more than a friend." Said Wendy, Peter looked to the floor. "Must we talk about this." Said Peter, "So you do not deny it." Said Wendy, Peter took a second to rearrange his thoughts; clearly they were going to talk about this. "I had relations with her, it was a long time ago, I do not care for her now, I only consider her a friend." Said Peter, "I knew that there was something there, her eyes sparkled as soon as she saw you." Said Wendy, she looked away from Peter and then laid down to cover her face. "Wendy, I swear to you that there is no fire there."
"I don't know why you trying to convince this to me so hard, you have no feeling for me anymore, so it shouldn't make a difference." Said Wendy, Peter closed his eyes at that accusation; he knew he had said that, and he felt terrible for saying such a thing. Peter made his way to the other side of the bed so he could see Wendy's face. "Wendy, I made a mistake." Said Peter, "How so?" Wendy said into her sleeve, "I have told you a lie." He said.
Wendy sat up as fast as she could, "I knew it, you do still have feelings for that girl, I could sense it." Said Wendy, Peter got onto the bed and kneeled beside her. "You are ahead of yourself, I have told you the truth that I do not have feelings for Abby, but I have lied by saying I have no feelings for you."
Wendy looked into Peters eyes, and they looked truthful, they looked like they could never tell a lie. She wanted to believe that he was telling the truth, her heart pounded as he came closer and closer. His face was inches away from hers. "Peter, I do not know what to say." Said Wendy, "You do not have to say anything, your face says all that I need to hear." Said Peter,
"My face, what does it tell you?" asked Wendy
"That you never forgot about me, you always had feelings for me, and you still do."
Wendy knew that when he said it, that it was the truth, she never truly forgot about Peter.
Just then Peter closed the gap that was between him and Wendy, he pressed his mouth against hers, he was careful with her, but heavy self-restraint was what held him back from showing her what he was capable of. Wendy could feel her heart about to pound right out of her chest, her body was on fire. She wrapped her arms around Peters neck, and she ran her fingers through his hair.
Peter found that as an invitation, he pushed Wendy down so she was laying underneath him. He pulled away from her mouth and continued from her jaw line to her neck. "Peter…" Wendy managed to get out, he continued to kiss her neck. "I must tell you something."
Peter stopped what he was doing and lifted his head to look at her "What is it?" he asked her "Wendy was shaking, not by much but Peter noticed it. "Wendy, your trembling, what is the matter?" he asked, Wendy let out a breath of air, "I have no idea what to do?" she said, she turned her head to the wall. Peter figured it out right away; he bent his head and kissed her head softly. "You are too innocent Wendy, I thought that you were the one that wanted to grow up, not I, now I know more than you." Peter said with a laugh. "This is not something to laugh at Peter," Wendy said, "I have never been with a man before; you are the only person I have ever kissed." Said Wendy, Peter rolled off her and sat her up. "Then I am a lucky man to have you all to myself." Said Peter.
"You do not care that I am a virgin and know nothing to save my life?" said Wendy questionably
"It is better that way, I now know that you will have loved only me, and I will be selfish to keep it that way because I… I…love you Wendy, that's all that matters here." Said Peter, his face turned red. Wendy looked at him, "You do?" said Wendy "I think I do, I think I always have."
"I think I love you too." Replied Wendy; Peters heart exploded with happiness, this time; however he did not turn pink and explode. "I'm surprised we both aren't flying." Laughed Wendy, Peter laughed with her, and Peter continued with his kisses.
He turned Wendy so she was lying on her back and he climbed on top of her. He put his hands onto her breasts and started massaging them on top of her clothes. Wendy threw her head back and gasped at his sudden urgency.
"I can't do this Peter." Exclaimed Wendy, Peter bent down and kissed her again. "Are you sure?" asked Peter. "I don't know it's just that…" Wendy trailed off and it seemed like she didn't want to talk about it. Peter leaned and looked into her eyes, "You can trust me Wendy." Said Peter
"It's just that, you seem to know exactly what you are doing and then there's me; there is no way I could make you happy because I don't know anything about this." Exclaimed Wendy, she then blushed and looked away from Peter, Peter laughed. "Wendy, look at me." Said Peter, so Wendy moved her head to look at Peter, Peter got off of her and then pulled her up so that they were kneeling looking at each other. Peter cupped Wendy's face in his large hands. "I need you to understand something Wendy; that I love you, and that means so much, you make me happy by being here, you don't have to think that you need to be better in bed to make me happy. I love you for you; don't ever, ever forget that."
Without hesitation Peter kissed her then looked at her again. "I mean it." he said.
Then Peter started to undo the buttons on the back of Wendy's dress, she did not protest this time. He managed to get her dress off and she only had on her undergarments. Peter kissed her some more and he could feel her strong heartbeat in every part of her body. He took off his shirt and revealed his perfectly sculpted chest. Wendy looked at him in the little light that was on in the room. "You're perfect Peter Pan." She told him, he chuckled "Not as perfect as you." He added
He managed to remove all of Wendy's clothes and he admired her. "What is it?" she asked. Peter smiled a familiar large grin. "Nothing, nothing is wrong, everything's right."
He started kissing her neck and then moved his kisses down to her shoulder. Wendy started to shutter, and get goose bumps. He kissed her collar bone and down to her breasts, his tongue found a nipple and started to suck on it.
Wendy leaned her head back and moaned, Peter then moved his hand up to her other breast and moved his hand all around it. Wendy moaned harder.
Peter continued with his kisses, all the way down to her naval. He looked up at her and saw she was enjoying herself; there was no way that she could protest anymore.
He spread her legs and kissed in between them. He moved his tongue around and around, Wendy was in agonizing pleasure. She had never experience this before so she couldn't be quiet, so she let out a loud moan. Peter was hard and ready, Wendy could feel his erection on her leg.
She was on the edge of climaxing; he pulled off his pants and entered her. Wendy closed her eyes and threw her head back. Peter thrusted hard into her, and she screamed out, he kept thrusting, getting harder and faster. Peter started to groan with pleasure, although Wendy was the loudest.
Wendy climaxed awhile after Peter entered her, and almost out of breath from going for a long time, Peter finally climaxed. He collapsed to her side and he was covered in sweat, he had lasted an unexpectedly long time. Wendy rolled over; Peter was on his stomach, so she put an arm over him. Peter turned his face toward her; she wiped sweat from his face. "I love you." She said
"I love you too." He whispered, and they shared another kiss for the night before they fell asleep in each other's arms.