Alliances

Part 17

Sue Ellen walked into the bedroom at Southfork. She glanced around the room, as if seeing the room, and all it's furnishings for the first time. She vividly recalled the first time J.R. made love to her in their bedroom. The feeling of how sensually and slowly he claimed her made her tremble with desire.

Sue Ellen lost her virginity to the dashing, young heir to the throne of the wealthy Ewing Oil empire. Sue Ellen's Mamma, Patricia Shepherd, had another suitor lined up to take Sue Ellen's hand in marriage; Billy Frompton. Billy's Father had his hands in several income pockets; uranium, diamonds, oil, gold.

Years earlier, J.R. politely and sweetly announced to Sue Ellen that Billy Frompton had turned into a blimp. Sue Ellen laughed at the scathing honesty of J.R.'s comment about her would-be husband. The words seemed fresh in her mind, and brought a devious smile to her face, once again.

The touch of J.R.'s lips on Sue Ellen's neck brought her back from her daydream. She pulled away from J.R., and walked to her armoire to pack her overnight bag.

J.R. watched Sue Ellen walk away from him, wondering why she hadn't responded to his attempt at intimacy. Evidently he would have to try harder, or make his feelings more obvious to Sue Ellen.

J.R. asked, "What time does your plane leave, Sugar?"

Sue Ellen mumbled a response, "My flight is scheduled to leave at one-thirty."

J.R. lifted the sleeve of his jacket, and glanced at his wristwatch. Sue Ellen's flight wouldn't leave from the airport for another two and a half hours. That should leave J.R. and Sue Ellen more than enough time for a little make-up sex. J.R. walked over to where Sue Ellen was standing, and pushed her jacket over her shoulders.

Sue Ellen asked, "What are you doin', J.R.?"

J.R. kissed her shoulder, as his hands moved to the zipper on the back of her dress. Sue Ellen stiffened, as she felt J.R.'s hands move inside her dress, stopping at her waist. Sue Ellen wanted J.R., she wanted him so badly, it was killing her to resist his advances, but, she was still feeling hurt, and angry over the argument they had at the boutique.

Sue Ellen said, "I'd like to take a shower, and freshen up before my flight, J.R. Now, if you'll excuse me?"

J.R. reached for Sue Ellen's hand, and said, "I don't blame for bein' angry with me, Honey. Hell, you can't be more angry at me, than I am at myself right now. I overreacted, and I'm a jealous, insecure jackass, but if you keep pullin' away from me, we'll never make it through this setback in our relationship."

Sue Ellen lifted her head, and said, "I know, J.R. But, you hurt me, and I'm tryin' really hard to get past it, but I need some time."

J.R. softly whispered, "God, Sue Ellen. I love you, I never dreamed that I could love someone so much that it hurts, but that's exactly how I feel about you. The thought of strange men starin' at pictures of you wearin' lingerie on billboards, and in magazine ads makes my blood boil, but I don't blame you, Sue Ellen. If anyone is responsible for this whole mess, it's me."

Sue Ellen flashed J.R. a slow smile, and said, "If you're askin' for forgiveness, keep talkin'. You have my full attention, J.R."

J.R. reached for Sue Ellen's other hand, and said, "I can only tell you that I am truly sorry, Honey. I promise that I'll work on my jealousies, and my insecurities. Can you forgive me, please, Sugar? I've got to know that you'll at least try to forgive me?"

Sue Ellen moved closer to J.R., and moved his disheveled hair away from his forehead. His eyes were bright, and his words sounded sincere, but she was hesitant.

Sue Ellen asked, "How can I be sure, J.R.?"

J.R. pulled her into his arms, and kissed her passionately on the mouth. Sue Ellen couldn't help but respond to his probing kisses, and the feel of his hands on her skin through the gossamer fabric of her slip. J.R. slid the sleeves of Sue Ellen's knit dress over her arms, and kicked the dress aside, as it fell to the bedroom floor. J.R. tightly held Sue Ellen around her waist, as she moved her hands up his chest. J.R. lifted Sue Ellen into his arms, and gazed at her, while she stared into his eyes. The look of love he saw on her face was overpowering, and he almost stumbled, as he carried Sue Ellen to their bed.

J.R. lowered Sue Ellen on top of the mattress, as she pulled on his tie, drawing him closer to her face. Sue Ellen's eyes were ablaze with desire for J.R. She lifted her head, seeking fulfillment for her burning need to feel J.R.'s mouth on her lips.

J.R. pushed Sue Ellen's slip up past her hips, and traced his finger under the waistband of her silk panties. Sue Ellen writhed underneath J.R., as she felt her intense response to the touch of his hand on her stomach.

The thin line between love and hate blurred for Sue Ellen, as she gave in to her passion for the only man she knew she ever truly loved. J.R.'s skillful movements, and thrusting hips pushed Sue Ellen over the edge of reason, time and time again.

J.R. cried out, "God, Sue Ellen . . . "

Sue Ellen flashed J.R. a salacious grin, as she watched him arch his back, and close his eyes, as he was carried way at the pinnacle of their lovemaking. J.R. collapsed on top of Sue Ellen. She ran her fingers through J.R.'s silver and grey hair, twisting strands of his hair in between her fingertips.

J.R. moved his head to kiss the inside of Sue Ellen's wrists, as she continued playing with J.R.'s hair. The feeling of Sue Ellen's hands on J.R.'s head sent powerful surges of electrical sparks coursing through him, stirring his need for her once more.

Sue Ellen felt J.R.'s burgeoning arousal, and sighed, "I'm afraid we'll have to resume our intimate encounter later on, J.R. I can't miss my flight to Chicago."

J.R. frowned at Sue Ellen, then quickly shifted gears, as he saw the devious smile Sue Ellen wore.

He rolled off of Sue Ellen, and said, "I'll shower with you, Sugar, if you wouldn't mind?"

Sue Ellen sat up, and said, "On one condition, no funny business, J.R. I can't be late for my flight."

J.R. moved his hand across his chest in an 'x' motion, and said, "Cross my heart, I'll be as stoic as an altar boy."

Sue Ellen arose from the bed, and patted J.R. on the cheek, saying, "Now that's funny, J.R. Very, very funny."

J.R. kept his eyes focused ahead of him, while he and Sue Ellen showered together. He fully intended to keep his word to Sue Ellen about behaving while they showered, and working on his insecurities, as far as their relationship was concerned. J.R. nervously whistled to keep his mind off the fact that Sue Ellen stood before him, soaking wet, while clouds of thick, foamy lather trickled down her exquisite frame.

Sue Ellen glanced behind her, and stared at J.R, as she fought back the urge to laugh at how pitiful he looked, as he tried to do everything within his power to resist his increasing desire for Sue Ellen. They switched places in the shower stall to allow J.R. to rinse off, before stepping out of the stall, and drying off.

Sue Ellen swatted her hand at J.R.'s backside as he attempted to step out of the stall. J.R. turned around, and flashed Sue Ellen his most dazzling grin. Sue Ellen hummed a tune, as she stepped under the stream of water flowing from the shower head. She rinsed off, and turned off the water. J.R. held a towel for her to dry off with, and Sue Ellen grinned at J.R., as she took the towel from his hand.

J.R. walked out of the bathroom, to dress for their drive to the Dallas/ Fort Worth International Airport. J.R. dressed casually in a blue-green colored, cotton shirt, and a pair of khaki-colored slacks. He rolled the sleeves of his shirt up over his arms, stopping just below the elbow. He wanted to feel relaxed, and casual attire would certainly help ease his mood.

Sue Ellen dressed in white satin pants, and a matching jacket. The jacket fit her snugly in the bodice, and flared at the hips. The pants were wide at the bottom, and billowed out over the tops of her high heeled sandals. J.R. admired Sue Ellen's elegant taste in clothing, he especially admired the hint of decolletage the low cut jacket allowed him to see.

Sue Ellen caught J.R.'s eyes gazing at her cleavage, and asked, "Do you think this is a bit too revealing, J.R.?"

J.R. leered at Sue Ellen, and hoarsely whispered, "No, as long as I'm the only one who really knows what you have on underneath your clothes. You do look incredibly beautiful, Sue Ellen."

Sue Ellen was flattered by J.R.'s sincere compliment, and smiled, saying, "Thank you, Darlin'. I'm glad you approve. You look very comfortable, and I like the way your shirt brings out the color of your eyes."

J.R. grinned, and held out his arm for Sue Ellen, asking, "Are you ready, Sugar?"

Sue Ellen grasped his arm, just above the crook of his elbow, and said, "I'll call you when the plane lands, if you'd like, J.R.?"

J.R. replied, "Yes, please call me , so I know your plane arrived safely. Have you reserved a room at a hotel, yet?"

Sue Ellen said, "Yes, I have reserved the Fairmont Suite, at the Fairmont Chicago. The hotel is only minutes away from the convention center, where the press corps is holdin' the press review for our new line. Hopefully, I won't be stayin' overnight, though. I would much rather fly back here tonight, even if it's late."

J.R. placed his hand underneath his chin, contemplating a way that he could make Sue Ellen's stay in Chicago much more memorable than it would start out to be.

They walked downstairs, and through the foyer.

Sue Ellen asked, "J.R., will you tell John Ross that I love him, and with any luck, I'll see him later on tonight?"

J.R. said, "Of course I will, Honey."

J.R. started the engine of his Cadillac, and pulled out of the driveway at Southfork.

The drive to the Dallas/Fort Worth International Airport would put Sue Ellen ahead of her scheduled flight by almost an hour.

J.R. said, "If you're feelin' hungry, when we get to the airport, I'll buy you somethin' to eat, Honey."

Sue Ellen asked, "Are you tryin' to fatten me up, J.R.?"

J.R. chuckled, and said, "Hell no, Darlin'. Why would I want to mess with perfection?"

Sue Ellen shook her head from side to side, and said, "You're smooth, J.R. Real smooth. If I didn't know any better, I'd swear that you were tryin' to seduce me again, plyin' me with compliments, and such."

J.R. place his hand on Sue Ellen's knee, and said, "I wouldn't ever want you to question my love for you, Sue Ellen. I also think you should know how incredibly desirable you are to me. I've never wanted anyone as much as I want you, Sue Ellen."

Sue Ellen's mouth opened slightly, as she listened to J.R. talk. He was saying all the right things to her, and she found it increasingly difficult to resist her mutual attraction to him

Sue Ellen smiled at J.R., and said, "You keep talkin' like that, Mr. Ewin', and I may just say to hell with the press review."

J.R. lifted Sue Ellen's hand to his mouth, and kissed her fingers. Sue Ellen leaned closer to J.R. The emotions she felt earlier in the day seemed to disappear with the simple touch of his hand. Sue Ellen closed her eyes, as she leaned her head against J.R.'s shoulder.

J.R. put his arm around Sue Ellen's shoulder, and hugged her to his side. He gently kissed the top of her head, and inhaled, filling his senses with the delicate fragrance of her perfume, and the faint scent of her expensive hair spray. Sue Ellen drifted off to sleep, warmed by the feeling of J.R.'s body heat emanating through his thin cotton shirt.

Sue Ellen lifted her head, as she felt J.R.'s car come to a stop in the parking lot at DFW International Airport.

J.R. slowly pulled his arm away from Sue Ellen's shoulder, and said, "Darlin', we're here."

Sue Ellen covered her mouth as she yawned, and said, "I'm sorry, J.R. I didn't mean to fall asleep. The drive must have been terribly boring for you."

J.R. stepped out of the car, and walked to the trunk to remove Sue Ellen's overnight bag. He closed the trunk, and placed the bag over his shoulder. Sue Ellen opened the passenger door, and reached for her handbag that she placed behind her seat.

J.R. opened the passenger door all the way, and held it for Sue Ellen. She stepped out of the car, and teasingly brushed her lips against J.R.'s mouth. J.R.'s breath caught in his throat, as he pulled Sue Ellen to him.

J.R.'s hand slid down the shiny fabric of Sue Ellen's suit jacket, and rested on her hips. Sue Ellen cleared her throat when she saw the look of longing reflected in J.R.'s penetrating blue eyes.

J.R. whispered. "God, I want you, Sue Ellen. You're all that I think about. My mind is constantly filled with images of our lovemaking, I'll never get enough of you, Honey."

Sue Ellen licked at her lips in an effort to stave off the hunger she felt for J.R.

Sue Ellen found her voice, and said, "Oh...I want you, too, J.R."

J.R. closed the passenger door, and placed his hand possessively around Sue Ellen's waist. He wanted to announce to anyone within earshot that the gorgeous woman he held in his grasp was none other than the only woman he would ever want and love.

The boarding announcement came over the PA system for the flight to Chicago's O'Hare International Airport.

Sue Ellen said, "Well, I guess that's me. I'll call you when my flight lands, alright?"

J.R. placed his hands on the sides of Sue Ellen's face and voraciously kissed her glossy, sensuous lips. He had to make sure that Sue Ellen knew how much he loved her, and needed her, and how he would count the minutes until she was back in his arms, again.

J.R. placed Sue Ellen's overnight bag on the baggage conveyor at the passenger check-in booth inside United Airline's Terminal B.

Sue Ellen turned around, and mouthed the words, "I love you." to J.R.

J.R. placed his hand on his chest, and smiled. He walked over to the window, and watched until the plane carrying Sue Ellen had taxied down the runway, and was safely en route to Chicago.

J.R. walked through the terminal to the ticket booth.

The freckled faced young man at the ticket counter asked, "May I help you, Sir?"

J.R. grinned, and pulled a credit card out of his wallet, saying, "I'd like a round-trip ticket for the next available flight to Chicago, please?"

The ticket agent searched his computer for the next flight departing for Chicago Illinois. J.R. tapped his credit card against the top of the counter, while he waited for an answer from the ticket agent's search.

The ticket agent smiled, and said, 'It would appear that you are in luck, Sir. There is a flight leaving for Chicago in less than an hour."

J.R. grinned, and said, "Great, put it on my credit card, will you son?"

The ticket agent ran J.R.'s card through the electronic credit card reader, and waited for approval for the ticket purchase. J.R. signed the credit voucher with his own inimitable signature, and folded the duplicate copy of the receipt in half, and placed it in his wallet, next to his credit card.

J.R. thanked the ticket agent, as he held his boarding pass, and ticket in his hand. J.R. placed the two priceless pieces of paper up to his mouth, and kissed the boarding pass and plane ticket.

J.R. was less than an hour away from joining Sue Ellen in Chicago. He would have more than enough time to fill Sue Ellen's hotel suite with fragrant bouquets of red and yellow roses, and still leave him plenty of time to catch a glimpse Sue Ellen's responses to the press corps' review of Valentine Lingerie's new upscale product line.

J.R. planned to wait for Sue Ellen at the press review, and if he had to, he could easily bribe a few members of the press corps to ask long, drawn out questions, forcing the time of the press review well beyond it's allotted two-hour time frame.

J.R. grinned as he walked through the jetwalk on his way to the plane. His plan to apologize to Sue Ellen was underway, and if his plan was successful, it would be the first night of one of the best nights of rest of their lives...