Once again guys thanks so much.
I put on my suit and left. I went to the hall we'd rented and gave Vince and Sable their anniversary gift. I spoke to my brother and sister in law and their families and several people I knew from work.
Eve gravitated towards me, and seemed to be trying really hard to be nice. And in the spirit of the evening, I didn't argue with her. After about an hour I was ready to leave, I'd done my duty, and just didn't feel like being at a party even though I'd been looking forward to this evening. Eve was clasping my hand as we walked around and mingled. She was smiling from ear to ear.
Kaitlyn of course didn't endear herself to Eve when she asked the question everyone had been avoiding.
"Hey Boss, where's your sweetie?"
Eve's smile faded, her green eyes lightened and thinned. It grew colder in the immediate area. Eve is exotically beautiful. She wore a white shimmering gown and had very long, like sort of light brown hair.
She was all ice as she replied to poor Kaitlyn. "I'm right here you trailer trash hair dyed, truck stop waitress looking bitch, even someone as stupid as you are, should know after all of this time, that I'm not his sweetie, I'm his wife. And I'm right here beside him as I should be."
Before Kaitlyn could say anything or do anything she might regret later, she was saved...well Eve was saved. I don't know if I mentioned it before but Kaitlyn is a built woman.
There was a voice coming from behind me, that in a tone as warm as Eve's had been cold said, "Eve, you're his ex-wife. That means "used to be wife," he's not married anymore, and I think she was talking about me. I'm his sweetie, or girlfriend or whatever, and that's what I am now and for the foreseeable future. I can understand your problem though; you still live in the past, and your glory days. I can see that you like things from 5 years ago, back when you guys were happy. I can see that by your dress, it was in style back then wasn't it?"
Layla had arrived and she'd brought my smile with her. She stepped between Eve and me separating our hands as she did so. "Don't think you're off the hook, just because I'm here," she whispered to me as she kissed me. "We have a hell of a lot of talking to do."
I could see that Eve was about to blow so I pushed Layla behind me.
"John, she doesn't know me, I will kick this bitch's ass right now" then she tried to walk around me.
"Whoa," I said grasping her before she could move.
To my surprise I heard Layla's voice say, "Come on and try it motherfucker."
"Fuck you whore." Eve said as she swung a punch around my waist hoping to hit Layla but missing by an inch.
"Just try it," Layla said as she blocked another one of Eve's punches with her elbow.
"Let me at her." Eve said trying to walk around me again but once again I caught her shoulders.
"Come on bitch" Layla taunted.
"Skank," Eve shouted, "John let me go."
"Eve you are embarrassing yourself and your parents," Layla said calmly.
Then Eve yelled. "Bitch who the hell do you think you are? I have to right to fight over my husband."
Then Layla said, "If you don't get your overly tan ass out of my face because this man belongs to me."
"EVE," Vince called from across the room giving her a warning stare. Of course she walked away but not giving Layla a cold stare as a signal that whatever they just started wasn't over.
The rest of the evening was great, we danced, we ate and Lay got to meet everyone. My co-workers, who hadn't met her before got to see what all of the fuss was about. The ones who'd already met her or seen her got to say, "I told you so."
Vince and Sable loved her as well. The only thing that wasn't expected was that Eve left the party early. Go figure.
When we got back to the loft, Layla was back to being as angry as she'd been before we left. I found her check on the kitchen table. I asked her why the check was there. "You gave me the full amount and it hasn't been a year yet. You also forgot to take out money for my clothes.
"John why do you have so much porn?" she asked softly. "When I found it all, I was really upset. I makes me feel like I'm not enough for you, or you need someone else. And I really need to know something. Half of those DVD's are about British women. They're probably newer because they're blue ray. Did you buy them to make yourself like me or something?"
"No Lay, they are newer but I bought them because I have a thing for accents now, I guess."
"I don't believe you," she said and she did seem to be smiling a little bit.
"Layla, for the rest of our time together I won't buy any porn," I promised.
"What about your needs?" she asked.
"I'll manage," I told her.
When I went to bed that night she rolled over and threw her leg over mine. She reached up and kissed me the way she had hundreds of times before, but this time it was different. As she molded her lips to mine she opened her mouth and gently rubbed her tongue against my lips. It was almost as if her tongue was knocking on the door to my mouth to find out if my tongue could come out to play. My tongue joined hers in a playground of swapped fluids. Lay's mouth tasted like mint. I was harder than it had ever been in my life, but I had to take things very slowly because all she'd had up until now were bad experiences. I gently rubbed my hands down from her shoulders down her back and noticed that she was already undressed with the exception of her panties.
"Layla are you sure about this?" I asked her.
Her only reply was to nod her head. At first I just kissed her and held her close to me. I rubbed and stroke her arms and back, getting little sighs and aahs from her. Cradling her head I kissed her while running my fingers over the soft flesh of her stomach, waiting for the right moment when she was relaxed enough for me to feel her breasts properly for the first time. They were worth taking time over; big and firm.
I thought for a moment that she was going to try and back out of what we were doing as I first touched them, she sort of froze for a second and looked scared. But, then the second passed and she relaxed again.
I wet a finger and gently rubbed her breasts touching and caressing them everywhere except her nipples. Layla's nipples grew longer and harder as I continued to ignore them. "John, will you please suck my titties, they want you to, very badly," she moaned.
"Maybe," I said sharply.
I took one of those nipples between my lips and began to suck on it. As I did, I could hear her begin to moan. I looked up and saw her eyes were closed and I began to suck harder on her nipple. I took my finger and slowly circled her other nipple, totally lost in her body. At this point I wanted to feel every inch of her and touch her all over.
I leaned back in, my body against hers, my lips kissing her nipple, then kissing between her breasts to her other nipple. I planted kisses all over her body as I started to kiss down lower.
I leaned in and kissed over her panties, burying my face between her legs. I was starting to lose all control, wanting her so bad. As my lips touched her panties I could feel how damp they were getting.
"Lay, we need a plumber, there's a leak down here," I said, as I took in her fragrance.
"Oh John, what are you doing?" she gasped her breath becoming faster.
I smiled as I brought my hand up and rubbed her panties as I kissed them. She really seemed to like this and her moans started getting louder as she pushed her hips pressing harder against my face.
Feeling her getting more excited, I reached up and slid her panties down, exposing her sweet little pussy. Her body was now naked in front of me. I rubbed my hand over her trimmed pussy, she was so hot and sexy I just had to taste her. I leaned in and licked, my tongue gently searching out her clit. As soon as I licked over her clit, she jumped and cried out, "Whoa!" I pulled my head back and said that I was sorry and asked if that hurt. She let me know that no it didn't hurt and felt damn good and that I had better not stop. My answer to that was a big smile and I leaned back in and buried my face into her. As I licked, my tongue flickering over her clit, my fingers glided up her body back to those amazing tits, my fingers in rhythm with my tongue flickered over her nipples.
"Oh shit that feels good," she said as I licked her clit, "It's so tingly and so nice...Oh God." Her voice had risen until it just trailed off.
I licked harder and faster and her moans became louder and louder when she cried out not to stop. Within seconds after that she let out a cry that let me know she was feeling damn good. Her hips pushed her pussy up into my face and I tried to bury my tongue inside her as she came. I could feel her body tense right before, then just totally relax as she let go. As her moaning quieted and her orgasm faded, I looked up and saw the biggest smile I've ever seen her with. She was looking down at me and said "That felt sooooo good."
I responded by kissing her tummy. I then looked up and told her that it is supposed to feel good. I then slid up her body and she leaned forward and gave me a kiss even though my chin was soaked with her juices. I brushed my fingers through her hair and asked her if that was as far as she wanted to go or if she wanted to keep going. As hard as I was in my boxers I was hoping she would say she wanted to keep going. Her answer was that she wanted to keep going. "Oh good" I said louder than I had intended.
I knew it was time. So did she apparently because she'd reached down and starting rubbing my dick. She took it in her hand and started stroking it slowly. My dick was ready to explode. It felt so amazing that she was doing it to me.
She rolled me over onto my back. Whatever, if she wanted to take control, take it. Shit, I knew I probably wouldn't last very long anyway.
My dick was right in between the lips of her pussy, sliding up and down. It wasn't in the entrance, but it felt so good having those pussy lips sandwich my dick. I could feel her wetness on my cock. She leaned over and kissed me. We continued kissing for what seemed like forever. We made out as her pussy lips were grinding against my dick. I could barely contain it.
She quickly grabbed my cock and put it right in her opening. With just the head of my cock in her she looked at me again and with that sexy smile she bit her lip as she slowly sank down on my cock. Once she bottomed out she placed her hands on my chest and slowly rose back up. We locked eyes and never looked away from each other as she slowly built up a rhythm. Ever so slowly she was sliding up and down my shaft. I know it was impossible, but with every stroke I felt like I was sliding deeper into Layla.
As she slid up and down my cock I reached up and ran my hands over her breasts. My fingertips grazed across her nipples, followed by my fingers, and then my palms. Then I slid my hands under her breasts, and started the journey again. With each pass across her nipples I could feel her hips speed up just ever so slightly. Her juices were now flowing down over me.
Then Layla closed her eyes for a second and reaching up she took my hands from her breasts, and held them in her hands as our fingers interlocked. Her swaying hips sped up as she then bent over and our lips met in a passionate kiss. As we kissed I could feel my own orgasm building and then Layla moaned that she was close.
"I'm going to cum John!" Layla mumbled into my open mouth. Her hips now sliding up and down my cock with reckless abandon. Her juices pouring out around my shaft.
I wasn't far behind as I felt that familiar tingling in my balls and my cock started shooting rope after rope of cum deep into her pussy. Each of my spurts was met by a tremor from Layla's body. Her pussy walls milking my cock as if she was using her hands. As we both came down from our respective orgasm she laid her head on my chest and just laid there. My cock still buried in her pussy, but very well spent.
It took some doing on my part, but I was finally able to get the comforter over both of us. and we just lay there under the cover. I wasn't about to move Layla off me, as I could tell this night meant so much to her.
"Well I should have started this a long time ago," she said. "We're going to be doing this a lot from now on."
"I don't think so," I smirked. "I don't do this for free, you know."
"Well, I've got seventy thousand dollars downstairs, let me know when it runs out," she said. As she said it she wrapped her arms around me. Just as I drifted off to sleep with her still on top of me, I heard her say, "John, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to mess up your plan for us, but I kind of love you. And I have for a long time."
Flashback: The Saga of John and Eve Pt 7,845157000010
I woke in the middle of the night and Eve was giving me a blow job. I pulled away from her and went into another room. It didn't do me any good because she now had a key to every room.
"Look Eve," I said, "You can sleep in the same room I do, but you don't have the right to touch me."
The next night Eve came to bed in a head to toe flannel robe. I got into bed, and she got in next to me. She rolled over as close as she could to me without touching me. I could feel her warmth all night, and it drove me crazy. I woke up the next morning with a raging hard on, that was pressed between the cheeks of her ass. My hands were cupping her breasts and she was pushing her ass into me. I got up and went to take a cold shower. While she just laughed.
"I'm sorry, "I said, "I was asleep."
"I wasn't," she replied. "I know someone who could take care of that for you," she said pointing at my erection.
"You should also, gain some new ground, "she said laughing, "Be like Star Trek...You should boldly go, where no one has gone before!"
"Eve, what the fuck are you talking about?" I asked, "Are you high?"
"No, but I think you should bend me over, and fuck my ass," she said. "After you do my pussy," she continued, "Come on John. Do me, now," she slurred. "Gimmie' my dick!"
I wish that Eve hadn't gotten to me, I really do, but at that moment I just couldn't take it anymore. Eve is a walking wet dream, she always had been. So I just did what any man would have done, I tore her pussy up, came, got back up then I got in her ass.
After it was over, I noticed that she was crying. I got up into a sitting position, and hugged her to me.
"Eve, I'm sorry if I hurt you, but I couldn't control myself."
"It didn't hurt much," she said, "You were very gentle."
"Then, why are you crying?" I asked her.
"Because I'm so happy. For weeks now, I didn't think, I even had a chance, at getting you back. I also didn't think you'd ever touch me again. But now, not only did I get to have you again, there's a good chance that, we'll stay together."
"Eve, there was always a small chance that we'd stay together," I laughed. "I've always loved you, so much."
"Yeah, but now you have no choice. And I swear to you, that I won't ever cheat on you again."
"Eve, all we did was have sex. I didn't rape you, you even begged for it. So just because we fucked, it doesn't mean that we're locked together.
"Well it might not under normal circumstances," she said. "Of course, you didn't rape me, and I did beg you for it," she continued. "If you want it, we can even do it again, right now or whenever you want it," she said smiling. "Ooh I have a great idea, why don't we go over to my Dad's house, so you can fuck me on their dining room table. Or better yet, bend me over the conference table and fuck my ass, during the next board meeting. We're yours again and that's all that matters."
"What the hell are you talking about?" I asked. I was beginning to have a bad feeling about this.
"Since I got back in the house, like you've noticed, I've been running around naked, and acting like I was in heat. I also went off birth control. And you know how money can buy you nearly anything?" She smiled at me again the way that every nefarious bad guy in the movies always does as they're telling the hero the details of their plot to take over the world.
"I got a doctor, to give me some of those fertility drugs, that they give women who can't get pregnant. So all three of us are yours again, me, my pussy, and your baby. And I know you're just not the kind of guy to run out on his own child," she added. "So you and I will be together for at least the next 20 years," she said with another blast of the bad guy smile.
"And I know that you love me, even though you're really angry at me, so in the end I'm expecting that love to win out, and we'll be happy again," she said her face changed even as the words came out of her mouth. "Really this was all I needed, I needed something else to fill my life, while you're at work. So there won't be any more affairs, because I'll have you, and when you're not around I'll have your baby." Eve looked up at me with a really smug look on her face. I didn't know what to say, or what to do. "I love you John, I'll never let you go," she said smiling, then she added, "Game over."
I jumped away from her as quickly as I could. She just sat there with that smug look on her face. "Don't take it so hard baby," she said, "I swear I'll never do anything to hurt you again. I've been in hell since we broke up, I never want to go through that again."
I was really tempted to just smack the shit out of her, at that moment, but I didn't. I took a quick shower, and dressed.
"See you when you get back, honey," she said smiling at me. She actually had the nerve to rub her vagina.
God Damn, I was pissed at myself. I needed to think, so I just got into car and drove off.
I had never gotten anywhere by hiding from my problems. I had to face them head on, so the best thing for me to do was to just go at Eve as if she was a problem. I would not allow her to determine my fate or my life. I did need to find out though whether or not she was pregnant. If she was, I was as she put it, stuck with her for at least 20 years, because even though there had been studies about how kids turned out, who grew up in homes with divorced parents I wasn't about to do that to any child of mine. If by some miracle, she wasn't, ohh wee, it's gonna get pretty cold in here boys and girls.
Damn right John...damn right.