Is Love Enough?
Nearly two months had passed since Tony and Angela's declaration of love for each other in the Tunnel of Love ignited a fury of passion seven years in the making. Their fairytale night at The Plaza Hotel and weekend rendezvous the previous month was the last they had spent together uninterrupted. Their longing to be in each other's arms again was causing them more frustration than happiness. Tony's insecurities about being viewed as Mr. Angela Bower took center stage in their budding romance when he decided to buy her an extravagant painting at the country club auction, to prove his manhood, after putting all his extra money into their night at the Plaza, leaving him broke and desperate. Struggling to pay off his debts, he took an extra job at a local restaurant serving up his body on ladies' nights to earn extra cash.
Confronting Angela about his insecurities and inability to deal with the gap in their financial status, their relationship, and his commitment to them was put to the ultimate test. After realizing what a class a jerk he had been by his insecurities of Angela's success, Tony swallowed his pride, allowed Angela to help him with his debt and after a sexually charged moment opening a jar of jelly, realized that they had to get away and spend some alone time together.
While cleaning the broken remains of the jelly jar from the floor and counter after they tried to give in to their build up sexual frustration right on the kitchen counter where it had all started two month's prior after their ill-faithed first date, they decided to plan a quick weekend get-a-way to the mountains prior to the holiday rush. Enlisting Mona's help to make an excuse for their absence, they set out for a romantic weekend in Vermont.
The four-hour drive to the Mountain Top Inn and Report felt like a lifetime to Tony and Angela. The anticipation and excitement of finally being alone together caused them to pull over on the side of the road for a quick hold-over till they could make it to the resort after Tony's hand kept finding its way towards Angela's upper thigh, sensually rubbing her leg, causing her to exert a slight moan now and again while Angela's payback consisted of nuzzling his neck and nibbling on his ear while her hand explored his ever growing arousal damn near causing him to run off the road. Fearing the imminent certainty of a crash if they continued their teasing of each other, Tony pulled over, slid his seat back as Angela quickly mounted him along the dark road of Highway 103 for their first ever roadside sexual encounter.
"Thank God the Jeep has more room than your Jag," Tony panted, "And the gear shift is on the wheel." He chuckled, "Wouldn't want to end up in the bushes this time," he continued as they tried to regulate their breathing.
"God, I've missed you!" Angela sighed as she captured his lips for an intense, longing kiss. "Maybe we should just pitch a tent in the woods over here and forget the resort for tonight, I don't want to spend another minute out of your arms!"
"We have all weekend my love," he leaned into her, slowly taking her lips in his, "We'll be there before we know it and then I can properly show you how much I've missed you in my arms!"
"If we must," she sighed, burring her face in his neck. "Can you drive like this?" She teased.
"Not unless you want me to wreck, because I guarantee you that it won't be long before he's ready to go again and with you sitting on my lap like this, I won't have any control of my senses much less my driving abilities." He warned.
"Very well," she conceded moving back towards the passenger seat, "But I'll have you know, when we get to that resort, you're mine, all mine!" She taunted, her tone seductive and demanding.
"You're the boss!" Tony submitted.
