Ned had stepped away from Bonnie and she was standing at the refreshment table alone. Marita seized the opportunity and headed toward her. Sean and Clay had watched as Marita walked up to Bonnie and spoke.
"Don't you think you should go over there and get Marita away from her?" Clay asked.
"Nah. Marita can handle her" Sean said confidently. "You may not believe iT but Marita has a mouth on her and when she gets mad, she uses it. Maybe Bonnie will get the message and leave me alone."
"You don't think she'll try to tell Marita some lie about you and her?"
"It doesn't matter. I told Marita everything last night."
Marita and Bonnie stood facing each other and it seemed as if a shootout was about to occur.
"Miss Moore" Marita said in a calm voice. "I need to speak with you."
Bonnie knew instantly that Marita was no longer in the dark about who she really was. Had Sean told her about their affaire d'amour in Louisville? Probably not. Most men would lie to their wives if former lovers suddenly appeared. Sean had more than likely painted her as some strumpet who was scandalously chasing after him. And now Marita wanted to get rid of the competition. But would this colored woman do? What COULD she do? Nothing. Absolutely nothing. She may be Sean's wife but she was still colored and a colored woman would not dare confront a white woman.
"Yes" Bonnie smiled boldly at Marita.
"It is time for you to leave" Marita said without smiling.
"And why may I ask is that?" Bonnie was surprised as Marita directness.
"You have overstayed your welcome."
"I believe I was invited by Alice and I was under the impression that this was her FATHER's home, not yours" Bonnie said before taking a sip of her punch.
"Unfortunately Alice did not know what you were" Marita returned. "And your impression is correct Miss Moore. This is her father's home" Marita said. "And you are still no longer welcomed here."
"And who, may I ask do you think you are speaking to me that way?" Bonnie said, noting that Marita had called her a 'what' instead of a 'who'.
"A question to which you already know the answer so I won't bother replying to it" Marita said.
"I see you think more of yourself than you should" Bonnie said snidely.
Bonnie was perturbed that this woman, this Colored woman, had the audacity to stand up to her and even insult her. Marita was more than Bonnie had expected.
"I don't think more highly of myself than I ought" Marita stated. "And neither do I think any LESS of myself than I ought."
Bonnie gritted her teeth at the impertinence of this... this... uppity colored. How dare she speak so boldly. How dare she have such confidence. How dare she not be intimidated by a woman of superiority. How dare she!
"You know" Bonnie said as her tempered rose at the disrespect Marita was showing her. "There was a time, as I'm sure you're aware, that a person of your station would be whipped for speaking to the upper class like that."
"Upper class? I'm not speaking to the upper class. But I will take that under advisement, if I ever do."
Another insult! Bonnie was livid. But she knew enough to realize that she could not give Marita a good slap like she wanted too. At least not now. Bonnie decided to turn the subject to Sean and hoped she could shake Marita's confidence. Most married women were insecure about their ability to keep their husbands faithful to them.
"Did Sean tell you about Louisville?" Bonnie said with a smirk on her face, thinking she would reveal to Marita just how much she 'knew' Sean.
"Yes he did mention the deplorable faux pas that has come back to haunt him."
So, Sean had told her. Another surprise for Bonnie. And another insult.
"Faux pas?" Bonnie laughed a pseudo laugh. "Where did someone like you learn a word like that" she said, trying to return the insult.
"I'm well read. Do you need me to tell you what it means?" Marita said, smiling for the first time in this conversation.
"No. But you could answer another question. Why are you in such a hurry for me to leave? Afraid of the competition?" Bonnie then decided to turn the conversation to a comparison of herself and Marita.
"Afraid of the competition?" Marita said. "First of all, I would need a contest and a prize to contend for. And second, since I already have the prize and there is no competition in sight..." Marita said as she looked Bonnie up and down. "I guess I'm already declared the winner."
If Bonnie had been slapped, her face could not have gotten any redder.
"You look a bit flushed Miss Moore" Marita said when she noticed Bonnie's anger rushing to her face. "Maybe some fresh air will help."
Bonnie ignored Marita's last comment as she reeled from being told that she was no competition at all.
"Do you really think that someone like you" Bonnie said as she looked over Marita with absolute contempt. "Can keep a man like Sean."
"No, I don't" Marita said then paused a moment. "I know it" she said with such confidence that Bonnie's eyes almost crossed. "I know I can and will keep him."
"Really? A robust man with an appetite like his needs a real woman to fulfill his desire not some serving girl" Bonnie remarked derogatorily.
"You're absolutely right" Marita said. "That's why he left Louisville and came home... to me."
"Surely you can't believe he prefers you over me" Bonnie had the audacity to say.
"I know exactly what he prefers. And by now you should too considering the number of times he's turned down your... offer."
"Is that what he told you?" Bonnie said, formulating another lie. "I guess he wouldn't tell you that he's picked up my room key that was left for him at the hotel lobby desk."
"I guess he wouldn't tell me that. Especially since he's not a liar" Marita said. "Like you."
"Why you insolent..." Bonnie said through gritted teeth.
Bonnie had to gain control of herself. Bonnie had to keep her wits about her. Bonnie could not let Marita see that she was getting the upper hand. Bonnie took a deep breath and then spoke
"You can't be that asinine" Bonnie said. "To believe that he is satisfied with just one woman" Bonnie said, trying to plant in Marita's mind that Sean could and would be unfaithful.
"Actually, I'm quite intelligent" Marita said, letting Bonnie know that she knew what 'asinine' meant. "And yes, I can believe, no I stand corrected, I know he is satisfied with one woman. Whatever Sean needs, he gets" Marita said. "At home."
Bonnie was a very forward woman and she rarely encountered women who were anywhere near as forward and bold as her. Marita again surprised her. And Marita surprised herself. She could hardly believe she was saying the things she was. But this woman had gone too far and Marita wanted to make it clear, very clear that Bonnie did not have a snowball's chance in hell of coming between her and Sean.
"Once he gets the opportunity to use that key, he'll see that what he really needs is a woman in his own class."
"So we're back to the room key that Sean doesn't have?" Marita said. "Am I to assume you are a woman in his class?"
"You're certainly aren't."
"If he's in your class, that means I lowered my standards when I married him" Marita said quite easily.
Bonnie was losing this battle terribly. For every comment she threw out, Marita countered with deadly responses. But Bonnie was not ready to retreat yet.
"Are you sure HE didn't lower his?"
"Oh I'm positive he did" Marita said. "When he went to Louisville."
Bonnie gasped as she absorbed yet another insult.
"I will not stand here any longer and take any more insults from the likes of you!" she said heatedly under her breath.
"Good day" Marita smiled at Bonnie.
Bonnie stood looking at Marita with hate in her eyes. She was ready to choke on the rage that had built up inside her. Bonnie did not take to kindly to not getting what she wanted. She wanted Sean and this woman stood in her way. This woman was bold and confident in the faithfulness of her husband. This woman did not waver from the absolute certainty that Sean was hers and hers alone.
Bonnie did not have any more comments to make. Her well had run dry. Just as she was about to turn her back on Marita and stomp away, she saw Ned approaching.
"The wedding turned out beautiful Marita" Ned said as he walked up to Marita and Bonnie. "You did a great job" he said as he hugged her lightly and kissed her forehead.
"Thank you Mr. Logan" Marita smiled at Ned.
"I assume you've met my daughter-in-law?" Ned said to Bonnie.
"Yes, we've met" Bonnie said with an artificial smile on her face.
Bonnie was surprised at the open display of affection Ned showed to Marita. She was equally surprised that Ned had referred to her as his daughter-in-law instead of just Marita. He actually seemed proud of the fact that this colored woman was his daughter-in-law.
"Do you ladies mind if I join your conversation" Ned said.
"Oh, I'm sure you wouldn't be interested in what we were talking about" Marita laughed. "And you were just leaving, weren't you Miss Moore?" Marita turned her smile to Bonnie.
Bonnie knew that retreat was in order now. She also recognized that it was fruitless to try and intimidate Marita, who proved to be a powerful foe. She decided she would have to concentrate her efforts solely on Sean. Once she enticed him to succumb to her, then she would win. Marita would know then who the better woman was.
"Yes I was about to leave" she smiled up at Ned.
"The carriage is outside waiting" Ned said. He had hired Jeremy's carriage company for the afternoon to escort guests home if they needed it. "Would you like to escort you out?"
"You are such a gentleman" Bonnie gave Ned a charming smile as he presented his arm to her.
Sean and Clay had been watching the two women during their conversation. Sean had kept his eyes on Marita to see her reaction to Bonnie. When he saw Marita smile at Bonnie he knew she had everything under control. Clay had been watching Bonnie and he noticed the number of times she became flustered.
"I wonder what Marita said to her" Clay said as he and Sean watched as Bonnie left the room with their father.
"I don't know" Sean said as he returned his gaze to Marita, who was pouring herself a cup of punch. "But I hope we've seen the last of Bonnie."
Sean smiled as he imagined what Marita had said to Bonnie. Sean loved her quick mind and wit. And he knew that her wit could be humorous but it could also be deadly.
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As Bonnie rode back into town, she fumed at the fact that Marita had gotten the upper hand on her. She did not understand why Sean did not come running to her hotel room. She did not understand why he was playing the faithful husband. She did not understand how Sean could prefer a colored woman over her. What kind of hold did Marita have on Sean? Was he under some kind of spell? That HAD to be it. Bonnie had heard that coloreds dabbled in black magic, voodoo. Yes, that was it. Marita had used voodoo on Sean. That was the only explanation for his strange behavior. Bonnie was confident however that she could use her own magic on him and turn him around. Once she got back to her room, Bonnie began to formula a plan to win Sean.
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Back at the farm, everyone was enjoying the reception. Marita had put Bonnie out of her mind and enjoyed mingling with family and friends. She had been officially introduced to the new minister, Reverend Hanes. He seemed a little shocked when Alice introduced Marita as her sister-in-law but once the shock wore off, he conversed with Marita and she found him to be a pleasant man.
Sean had tried to talk to Marita but she was still angry with him. He had walked up to her several times trying to talk with her but each time Marita would simply walk away from him. After practically chasing her all around the great room, Sean gave up. Clay teased him about it but Sean took it all in stride. He would woo Marita back into his arms tonight in bed.
After the celebration ended and the guests and newlyweds had left, Marita and Vivian helped Bridgett put away the left over food and cake. When they were done, Marita got Sean-Michael from Lexy and Vivian and Clay walked out with her, Sean and Sean-Michael. They said their good evenings to each other and went their separate ways.
The ride home was quite except for Sean-Michael's occasional babble. Sean thought it best not say anything to Marita unless she said something to him first. He did not want to stir up her ire unnecessarily. He was hoping that she had cooled down and would be yielding to his wooing. When they made it home, Marita let Sean help her down from the carriage and he thought that was a good sign. Usually when she was mad with him, she did not want him touching her under any circumstances. Sean went to put the carriage away while Marita went inside with Sean-Michael.
When Sean made it in, Marita was already in the washroom bathing Sean-Michael. Sean's stomach began to growl because he had not eaten much at the reception so he went into the kitchen to look for leftovers. After he finished eating, Sean went into the den and pulled out some contracts he had received the day before. He would go over them and give Marita time to put Sean-Michael to bed and then settle herself in bed. An hour later, Sean walked into the bedroom to find Marita in bed reading. He walked to his side of the bed and watched her as lay on her side with her back to him. He wondered if she would object to their making love then knew the only way to find out was to try. After stripping naked, he eased in bed and pressed his naked body up against her backside.
"I missed you today" he said huskily as he rested her hand on her hip.
Marita did not answer but she did not tell him to get away from her either. That encouraged Sean. He moved to kiss the side of her neck as his hand moved to caress her stomach. Still no rebuke. While he kissed and suckled her neck, Sean inched his hand up to her breast and squeezed it through the nightgown.
"Marita" he whispered in his most sexy voice as he began to move his groan against her derrière. "Why don't you put that book down. I got something I wanna show you."
Marita still did not answer him and continued reading.
"Come on Marita" he said then bit her earlobe. "Be nice" he said then ran his tongue along the edge of her ear. "Please" he begged before sticking his tongue in her ear.
Still no response.
Sean reasoned that he had come this far without her telling to get his hands off her so why not keep going. Sean took a fist full of the front of her nightgown and pulled it up as far as he could. Marita had worn her long bloomers that went well past her knees instead of the ones that stopped above the knee. Sean was not deterred however and he moved his hand to the top of the bloomers then inside them. His hand went straight to her center.
"Not tonight Sean" Marita finally spoke as his fingers dove into her matted triangle.
"Come on Marita" Sean begged. He did not want to be turned away after coming so close.
"Not tonight" she said again this time more sternly.
Sean heard the stubbornness in her voice and knew he would not be making love to his wife tonight.
"Marita..." he said in a sigh as he pulled his hand out of her long bloomers, fell back and looked up at the ceiling. "How long are you gonna make me pay for this?"
Marita was paying for it tonight. She should have stopped him the second he touched her but her mean streak surfaced. She wanted him to think he would be getting pleasure tonight and then she would mercilessly cut him off. But the punishment she planned for him backfired on her. Her body responded immediately to his touch. Marita was torn between giving him what they both wanted and chastising him for not telling her about his 'friend'. In the end, however, Marita thought it was a lesson he needed to learn and she would sacrifice her needs tonight. But then Marita admitted to herself that she was no martyr. She wanted him to be mean to him, plan and simple. She would make it up to him later, but tonight he would do without.
"I can't believe you're doing this to me" Sean said, trying to gain some sympathy from her because his arousal began to ache.
"I'm not doing anything to you" Marita said.
"That's the problem" Sean said.
There was silence for the rest of the night. Marita read while Sean stared up at the ceiling. Marita after another hour of reading Marita put her book down, turned the lamp down and fell right to sleep. Sean eventually went to sleep with his problem unsolved.
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"Did I solve your problem from last night?" Marita crooned.
"You were always a good problem solver" Sean smiled.
Marita laughed seductively, kissed his cheek then laid her head on his shoulder. She had woken that morning and her mean streak was gone. After she read her bible and prayed, she turned and looked at Sean. She felt guilty for how she treated him the night before. She even felt sorry for him. He had sounded so pitiful when he asked her how long she was going to make him pay.
Sean closed his eyes, wrapped his arms around Marita and kept the smile on his face. He had woken earlier than usual. He had thought that he was in the middle of a dream but when his sleepy mind cleared, he realized he was not dreaming at all. Marita was touching and caressing him and causing tingles of pleasure to course through his body.
"aaaaaahhhhh" he moaned.
"sssshh" Marita whispered. "You don't want to wake Sean-Michael."
No, he did not want to wake Sean-Michael so let his groans out in low sighs. When he was as hard as steel, Marita straddled herself on top of him and slowly lowered herself until she was fully embedded with him. Sean rested his hands on her hips as he enjoyed the ride. When they both were close to exploding, Marita leaned forward and took his lips in a passionate kiss as they came to ecstasy.
After Sean relived his pleasant wake up call, he thought about how cruel Marita was the night before. Retribution was in order.
"You know" Sean said as his hand rubbed down Marita' back and settled on her bottom. "You were VERY cruel last night."
Thinking that he was about to smack her behind, Marita had tried to lift herself off of Sean.
"AH! Where do you think you're going?" Sean said as he tightened his grip around her waist and pulled her back down on his chest.
"Sean, stop it" Marita said when she saw the mischievous look in his eye.
"What? I'm not doing anything to you" he said repeating the words she had said to him last night. "Yet" he said as he rubbed her backside.
"Sean" she said in a menacing voice. "Let me go" she warned him.
"You have a debt to pay" he grinned at her.
"Stop it right now Sean!" Marita said.
Instead of stopping, Sean proceeded to exact payment from Marita. He rolled them over until he was on top of her. He gave her a grin before he lowered his head to her breast. He suckled, teased, nibbled and suckled again. After finishing the first breast, he attended the other one. He then slowly kissed his way down her torso. He lingered just above her triangle, kissing and nibbling her stomach. Eventually he made his way to her inner thighs. He teased her endlessly as he kissed and bit his way up and down her inner thighs but never touching her in her most sensitive spot.
"sssshh" he whispered. "You don't want to wake Sean-Michael" he said when her moans grew louder.
Marita begged him for release but instead he continued to torture her. The more she begged, the more he tortured. Marita heard herself getting louder and louder so she grabbed Sean's pillow, put it over her face and screamed out her frustration at not being fulfilled. When Sean was satisfied that she had paid her debt, he touched her and her hips jolted up off the bed. Sean grinned to himself as he covered her with his lips and his tongue gave her what she wanted. After giving her two climaxes, Sean was more than ready for his own. He joined his body with her and they both sighed as their bodies mated. When it ended and they both had recovered, they held each other until Sean-Michael began to stir.
Down at breakfast, Sean-Michael played on the floor while his parents ate and laughed together. The Logan house was back to normal. At least for now.
To Be Continued...............
"Don't you think you should go over there and get Marita away from her?" Clay asked.
"Nah. Marita can handle her" Sean said confidently. "You may not believe iT but Marita has a mouth on her and when she gets mad, she uses it. Maybe Bonnie will get the message and leave me alone."
"You don't think she'll try to tell Marita some lie about you and her?"
"It doesn't matter. I told Marita everything last night."
Marita and Bonnie stood facing each other and it seemed as if a shootout was about to occur.
"Miss Moore" Marita said in a calm voice. "I need to speak with you."
Bonnie knew instantly that Marita was no longer in the dark about who she really was. Had Sean told her about their affaire d'amour in Louisville? Probably not. Most men would lie to their wives if former lovers suddenly appeared. Sean had more than likely painted her as some strumpet who was scandalously chasing after him. And now Marita wanted to get rid of the competition. But would this colored woman do? What COULD she do? Nothing. Absolutely nothing. She may be Sean's wife but she was still colored and a colored woman would not dare confront a white woman.
"Yes" Bonnie smiled boldly at Marita.
"It is time for you to leave" Marita said without smiling.
"And why may I ask is that?" Bonnie was surprised as Marita directness.
"You have overstayed your welcome."
"I believe I was invited by Alice and I was under the impression that this was her FATHER's home, not yours" Bonnie said before taking a sip of her punch.
"Unfortunately Alice did not know what you were" Marita returned. "And your impression is correct Miss Moore. This is her father's home" Marita said. "And you are still no longer welcomed here."
"And who, may I ask do you think you are speaking to me that way?" Bonnie said, noting that Marita had called her a 'what' instead of a 'who'.
"A question to which you already know the answer so I won't bother replying to it" Marita said.
"I see you think more of yourself than you should" Bonnie said snidely.
Bonnie was perturbed that this woman, this Colored woman, had the audacity to stand up to her and even insult her. Marita was more than Bonnie had expected.
"I don't think more highly of myself than I ought" Marita stated. "And neither do I think any LESS of myself than I ought."
Bonnie gritted her teeth at the impertinence of this... this... uppity colored. How dare she speak so boldly. How dare she have such confidence. How dare she not be intimidated by a woman of superiority. How dare she!
"You know" Bonnie said as her tempered rose at the disrespect Marita was showing her. "There was a time, as I'm sure you're aware, that a person of your station would be whipped for speaking to the upper class like that."
"Upper class? I'm not speaking to the upper class. But I will take that under advisement, if I ever do."
Another insult! Bonnie was livid. But she knew enough to realize that she could not give Marita a good slap like she wanted too. At least not now. Bonnie decided to turn the subject to Sean and hoped she could shake Marita's confidence. Most married women were insecure about their ability to keep their husbands faithful to them.
"Did Sean tell you about Louisville?" Bonnie said with a smirk on her face, thinking she would reveal to Marita just how much she 'knew' Sean.
"Yes he did mention the deplorable faux pas that has come back to haunt him."
So, Sean had told her. Another surprise for Bonnie. And another insult.
"Faux pas?" Bonnie laughed a pseudo laugh. "Where did someone like you learn a word like that" she said, trying to return the insult.
"I'm well read. Do you need me to tell you what it means?" Marita said, smiling for the first time in this conversation.
"No. But you could answer another question. Why are you in such a hurry for me to leave? Afraid of the competition?" Bonnie then decided to turn the conversation to a comparison of herself and Marita.
"Afraid of the competition?" Marita said. "First of all, I would need a contest and a prize to contend for. And second, since I already have the prize and there is no competition in sight..." Marita said as she looked Bonnie up and down. "I guess I'm already declared the winner."
If Bonnie had been slapped, her face could not have gotten any redder.
"You look a bit flushed Miss Moore" Marita said when she noticed Bonnie's anger rushing to her face. "Maybe some fresh air will help."
Bonnie ignored Marita's last comment as she reeled from being told that she was no competition at all.
"Do you really think that someone like you" Bonnie said as she looked over Marita with absolute contempt. "Can keep a man like Sean."
"No, I don't" Marita said then paused a moment. "I know it" she said with such confidence that Bonnie's eyes almost crossed. "I know I can and will keep him."
"Really? A robust man with an appetite like his needs a real woman to fulfill his desire not some serving girl" Bonnie remarked derogatorily.
"You're absolutely right" Marita said. "That's why he left Louisville and came home... to me."
"Surely you can't believe he prefers you over me" Bonnie had the audacity to say.
"I know exactly what he prefers. And by now you should too considering the number of times he's turned down your... offer."
"Is that what he told you?" Bonnie said, formulating another lie. "I guess he wouldn't tell you that he's picked up my room key that was left for him at the hotel lobby desk."
"I guess he wouldn't tell me that. Especially since he's not a liar" Marita said. "Like you."
"Why you insolent..." Bonnie said through gritted teeth.
Bonnie had to gain control of herself. Bonnie had to keep her wits about her. Bonnie could not let Marita see that she was getting the upper hand. Bonnie took a deep breath and then spoke
"You can't be that asinine" Bonnie said. "To believe that he is satisfied with just one woman" Bonnie said, trying to plant in Marita's mind that Sean could and would be unfaithful.
"Actually, I'm quite intelligent" Marita said, letting Bonnie know that she knew what 'asinine' meant. "And yes, I can believe, no I stand corrected, I know he is satisfied with one woman. Whatever Sean needs, he gets" Marita said. "At home."
Bonnie was a very forward woman and she rarely encountered women who were anywhere near as forward and bold as her. Marita again surprised her. And Marita surprised herself. She could hardly believe she was saying the things she was. But this woman had gone too far and Marita wanted to make it clear, very clear that Bonnie did not have a snowball's chance in hell of coming between her and Sean.
"Once he gets the opportunity to use that key, he'll see that what he really needs is a woman in his own class."
"So we're back to the room key that Sean doesn't have?" Marita said. "Am I to assume you are a woman in his class?"
"You're certainly aren't."
"If he's in your class, that means I lowered my standards when I married him" Marita said quite easily.
Bonnie was losing this battle terribly. For every comment she threw out, Marita countered with deadly responses. But Bonnie was not ready to retreat yet.
"Are you sure HE didn't lower his?"
"Oh I'm positive he did" Marita said. "When he went to Louisville."
Bonnie gasped as she absorbed yet another insult.
"I will not stand here any longer and take any more insults from the likes of you!" she said heatedly under her breath.
"Good day" Marita smiled at Bonnie.
Bonnie stood looking at Marita with hate in her eyes. She was ready to choke on the rage that had built up inside her. Bonnie did not take to kindly to not getting what she wanted. She wanted Sean and this woman stood in her way. This woman was bold and confident in the faithfulness of her husband. This woman did not waver from the absolute certainty that Sean was hers and hers alone.
Bonnie did not have any more comments to make. Her well had run dry. Just as she was about to turn her back on Marita and stomp away, she saw Ned approaching.
"The wedding turned out beautiful Marita" Ned said as he walked up to Marita and Bonnie. "You did a great job" he said as he hugged her lightly and kissed her forehead.
"Thank you Mr. Logan" Marita smiled at Ned.
"I assume you've met my daughter-in-law?" Ned said to Bonnie.
"Yes, we've met" Bonnie said with an artificial smile on her face.
Bonnie was surprised at the open display of affection Ned showed to Marita. She was equally surprised that Ned had referred to her as his daughter-in-law instead of just Marita. He actually seemed proud of the fact that this colored woman was his daughter-in-law.
"Do you ladies mind if I join your conversation" Ned said.
"Oh, I'm sure you wouldn't be interested in what we were talking about" Marita laughed. "And you were just leaving, weren't you Miss Moore?" Marita turned her smile to Bonnie.
Bonnie knew that retreat was in order now. She also recognized that it was fruitless to try and intimidate Marita, who proved to be a powerful foe. She decided she would have to concentrate her efforts solely on Sean. Once she enticed him to succumb to her, then she would win. Marita would know then who the better woman was.
"Yes I was about to leave" she smiled up at Ned.
"The carriage is outside waiting" Ned said. He had hired Jeremy's carriage company for the afternoon to escort guests home if they needed it. "Would you like to escort you out?"
"You are such a gentleman" Bonnie gave Ned a charming smile as he presented his arm to her.
Sean and Clay had been watching the two women during their conversation. Sean had kept his eyes on Marita to see her reaction to Bonnie. When he saw Marita smile at Bonnie he knew she had everything under control. Clay had been watching Bonnie and he noticed the number of times she became flustered.
"I wonder what Marita said to her" Clay said as he and Sean watched as Bonnie left the room with their father.
"I don't know" Sean said as he returned his gaze to Marita, who was pouring herself a cup of punch. "But I hope we've seen the last of Bonnie."
Sean smiled as he imagined what Marita had said to Bonnie. Sean loved her quick mind and wit. And he knew that her wit could be humorous but it could also be deadly.
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As Bonnie rode back into town, she fumed at the fact that Marita had gotten the upper hand on her. She did not understand why Sean did not come running to her hotel room. She did not understand why he was playing the faithful husband. She did not understand how Sean could prefer a colored woman over her. What kind of hold did Marita have on Sean? Was he under some kind of spell? That HAD to be it. Bonnie had heard that coloreds dabbled in black magic, voodoo. Yes, that was it. Marita had used voodoo on Sean. That was the only explanation for his strange behavior. Bonnie was confident however that she could use her own magic on him and turn him around. Once she got back to her room, Bonnie began to formula a plan to win Sean.
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Back at the farm, everyone was enjoying the reception. Marita had put Bonnie out of her mind and enjoyed mingling with family and friends. She had been officially introduced to the new minister, Reverend Hanes. He seemed a little shocked when Alice introduced Marita as her sister-in-law but once the shock wore off, he conversed with Marita and she found him to be a pleasant man.
Sean had tried to talk to Marita but she was still angry with him. He had walked up to her several times trying to talk with her but each time Marita would simply walk away from him. After practically chasing her all around the great room, Sean gave up. Clay teased him about it but Sean took it all in stride. He would woo Marita back into his arms tonight in bed.
After the celebration ended and the guests and newlyweds had left, Marita and Vivian helped Bridgett put away the left over food and cake. When they were done, Marita got Sean-Michael from Lexy and Vivian and Clay walked out with her, Sean and Sean-Michael. They said their good evenings to each other and went their separate ways.
The ride home was quite except for Sean-Michael's occasional babble. Sean thought it best not say anything to Marita unless she said something to him first. He did not want to stir up her ire unnecessarily. He was hoping that she had cooled down and would be yielding to his wooing. When they made it home, Marita let Sean help her down from the carriage and he thought that was a good sign. Usually when she was mad with him, she did not want him touching her under any circumstances. Sean went to put the carriage away while Marita went inside with Sean-Michael.
When Sean made it in, Marita was already in the washroom bathing Sean-Michael. Sean's stomach began to growl because he had not eaten much at the reception so he went into the kitchen to look for leftovers. After he finished eating, Sean went into the den and pulled out some contracts he had received the day before. He would go over them and give Marita time to put Sean-Michael to bed and then settle herself in bed. An hour later, Sean walked into the bedroom to find Marita in bed reading. He walked to his side of the bed and watched her as lay on her side with her back to him. He wondered if she would object to their making love then knew the only way to find out was to try. After stripping naked, he eased in bed and pressed his naked body up against her backside.
"I missed you today" he said huskily as he rested her hand on her hip.
Marita did not answer but she did not tell him to get away from her either. That encouraged Sean. He moved to kiss the side of her neck as his hand moved to caress her stomach. Still no rebuke. While he kissed and suckled her neck, Sean inched his hand up to her breast and squeezed it through the nightgown.
"Marita" he whispered in his most sexy voice as he began to move his groan against her derrière. "Why don't you put that book down. I got something I wanna show you."
Marita still did not answer him and continued reading.
"Come on Marita" he said then bit her earlobe. "Be nice" he said then ran his tongue along the edge of her ear. "Please" he begged before sticking his tongue in her ear.
Still no response.
Sean reasoned that he had come this far without her telling to get his hands off her so why not keep going. Sean took a fist full of the front of her nightgown and pulled it up as far as he could. Marita had worn her long bloomers that went well past her knees instead of the ones that stopped above the knee. Sean was not deterred however and he moved his hand to the top of the bloomers then inside them. His hand went straight to her center.
"Not tonight Sean" Marita finally spoke as his fingers dove into her matted triangle.
"Come on Marita" Sean begged. He did not want to be turned away after coming so close.
"Not tonight" she said again this time more sternly.
Sean heard the stubbornness in her voice and knew he would not be making love to his wife tonight.
"Marita..." he said in a sigh as he pulled his hand out of her long bloomers, fell back and looked up at the ceiling. "How long are you gonna make me pay for this?"
Marita was paying for it tonight. She should have stopped him the second he touched her but her mean streak surfaced. She wanted him to think he would be getting pleasure tonight and then she would mercilessly cut him off. But the punishment she planned for him backfired on her. Her body responded immediately to his touch. Marita was torn between giving him what they both wanted and chastising him for not telling her about his 'friend'. In the end, however, Marita thought it was a lesson he needed to learn and she would sacrifice her needs tonight. But then Marita admitted to herself that she was no martyr. She wanted him to be mean to him, plan and simple. She would make it up to him later, but tonight he would do without.
"I can't believe you're doing this to me" Sean said, trying to gain some sympathy from her because his arousal began to ache.
"I'm not doing anything to you" Marita said.
"That's the problem" Sean said.
There was silence for the rest of the night. Marita read while Sean stared up at the ceiling. Marita after another hour of reading Marita put her book down, turned the lamp down and fell right to sleep. Sean eventually went to sleep with his problem unsolved.
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"Did I solve your problem from last night?" Marita crooned.
"You were always a good problem solver" Sean smiled.
Marita laughed seductively, kissed his cheek then laid her head on his shoulder. She had woken that morning and her mean streak was gone. After she read her bible and prayed, she turned and looked at Sean. She felt guilty for how she treated him the night before. She even felt sorry for him. He had sounded so pitiful when he asked her how long she was going to make him pay.
Sean closed his eyes, wrapped his arms around Marita and kept the smile on his face. He had woken earlier than usual. He had thought that he was in the middle of a dream but when his sleepy mind cleared, he realized he was not dreaming at all. Marita was touching and caressing him and causing tingles of pleasure to course through his body.
"aaaaaahhhhh" he moaned.
"sssshh" Marita whispered. "You don't want to wake Sean-Michael."
No, he did not want to wake Sean-Michael so let his groans out in low sighs. When he was as hard as steel, Marita straddled herself on top of him and slowly lowered herself until she was fully embedded with him. Sean rested his hands on her hips as he enjoyed the ride. When they both were close to exploding, Marita leaned forward and took his lips in a passionate kiss as they came to ecstasy.
After Sean relived his pleasant wake up call, he thought about how cruel Marita was the night before. Retribution was in order.
"You know" Sean said as his hand rubbed down Marita' back and settled on her bottom. "You were VERY cruel last night."
Thinking that he was about to smack her behind, Marita had tried to lift herself off of Sean.
"AH! Where do you think you're going?" Sean said as he tightened his grip around her waist and pulled her back down on his chest.
"Sean, stop it" Marita said when she saw the mischievous look in his eye.
"What? I'm not doing anything to you" he said repeating the words she had said to him last night. "Yet" he said as he rubbed her backside.
"Sean" she said in a menacing voice. "Let me go" she warned him.
"You have a debt to pay" he grinned at her.
"Stop it right now Sean!" Marita said.
Instead of stopping, Sean proceeded to exact payment from Marita. He rolled them over until he was on top of her. He gave her a grin before he lowered his head to her breast. He suckled, teased, nibbled and suckled again. After finishing the first breast, he attended the other one. He then slowly kissed his way down her torso. He lingered just above her triangle, kissing and nibbling her stomach. Eventually he made his way to her inner thighs. He teased her endlessly as he kissed and bit his way up and down her inner thighs but never touching her in her most sensitive spot.
"sssshh" he whispered. "You don't want to wake Sean-Michael" he said when her moans grew louder.
Marita begged him for release but instead he continued to torture her. The more she begged, the more he tortured. Marita heard herself getting louder and louder so she grabbed Sean's pillow, put it over her face and screamed out her frustration at not being fulfilled. When Sean was satisfied that she had paid her debt, he touched her and her hips jolted up off the bed. Sean grinned to himself as he covered her with his lips and his tongue gave her what she wanted. After giving her two climaxes, Sean was more than ready for his own. He joined his body with her and they both sighed as their bodies mated. When it ended and they both had recovered, they held each other until Sean-Michael began to stir.
Down at breakfast, Sean-Michael played on the floor while his parents ate and laughed together. The Logan house was back to normal. At least for now.
To Be Continued...............
