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Chapter 18: A First Meeting and a Reunion
John and Kimberly looked through the books and John was ready to pick out names by dinner time. She told him to make a list for both sexes while he was on the road and they'd compare when they saw eachother again. He was leaving in the morning for his next road trip and she needed to get back to work. They spent the evening in front of the fireplace and talking about what they wanted for this child. Growing up with four brothers John was hoping for a girl. He wanted a son, but for the first child he thought a daughter might be best. She agreed to find out the sex of the baby to make things easier. They could get the nursery ready and buy clothes and toys.
He didn't want to tell her who he had run into at the bookstore and the subsequent action that happened afterwards. He didn't want to scare her or bring on any stress that could harm the baby. They already had security in the building and two guards posted at the door. He did alert them to what had happened so they knew to be especially cautious. He didn't want to leave her but knew she had to get back to running her own businesses and he had a career that couldn't be better. They wouldn't see eachother for 10 days, longer if they hadn't made a pact not to be away longer than 10 days. His movie was coming out so he was doing press junkets on his days off from the ring. She would meet him in Los Angeles for the premiere in 10 days. Since he was traveling so much for the movie, he would miss a few RAW shows so he lost the belt at WrestleMania to Kurt Angle.
After dinner she went to change and get more comfortable. John cleaned up the dishes and lit some candles. He was looking through the CDs to find something romantic when she came back out. He dropped all the CDs he had in his hands and his jaw fell open. She was wearing a white silk halter baby doll with beading and silver ankle strap heels to match the beading. She also had on the tiniest pair of panties he'd ever seen. They were so small he wasn't even sure they were panties. They'd been together for 2½ years and she could still surprise him. Everyday he thought how lucky he was and how beautiful his wife was inside and out. He snapped out of it and picked a CD. He turned the music on and held out his hand to her. She crossed the room and melted in her husband's arms. They danced in the glow of the candles and the city lights of Boston reflected in their family room. He drank in her scent and the feel of her skin. He needed enough to sustain him for 10 days and he wasn't going to settle for anything less.
"Thank you." He whispered.
"For what?" She answered looking into his eyes.
"For marrying me and giving me a baby." Kimberly smiled and he bent down to kiss her. She had kissed him thousands of times but the feel of his tongue against hers still sent chills up and down her spine. Her kisses could still arouse him. They never required foreplay because they were always ready just from kissing. John wanted to make sure she had enough satisfaction to last her for 10 days. He picked her up and cradled her as they finished the dance. As the next song began he knelt down and placed her on the rug in front of the fire. He removed her heels and kissed, licked and nipped his way up her right leg lingering on her inner thigh. He let his lips brush across her center as he moved to her left leg.
Her scent was intoxicating and he had a hard time sticking to his plans. He treated the left leg with the same tenderness as he did with the right. He rolled her over and ran his hands up the backs of both legs and his thumbs touched her purposely in the center when his hands reached her ass. He lifted her enough to remove her v-string. He lifted her again so she was on her knees but her upper body was still on the floor. He slid underneath her and spread her legs and his thumbs held her open. His tongue caressed her and she sat up to get the best vantage point. She let her head fall back and her hair tickled his stomach. Watching his wife like this gave him enough excitement that her slightest touch could send him into orbit. Kimberly let herself go and when her body stopped convulsing she slid back and let her husband slide into her.
They both groaned loudly; him from the wet heat of her body, her from the package she swore reached her throat. She squeezed him tight to her and it made John's eyes roll back. She loved watching her husband respond to her. She looked in his eyes with her mouth slightly open and that look she gave him drove him to the brink of his release. When she felt him get harder, her signal he was close, she picked up her pace and squeezed as tight as she could. He grabbed her ass and lifted and lowered her to the pace he needed to last a little longer. He felt his body relax a little and he rolled her to her back. His mouth slammed against hers as he pumped into her. John pushed up from her and he rested his weight on his arms. He slowed the pace a little more and bent to kiss her again. He pulled his knees up and sat back on his heels. He lifted her hips and continued pumping into her. They both moaned noisily as John released himself inside her.
"Sandwich?" She asked him as he lay panting on the rug next to her. He pulled her to him and cuddled with her for a few minutes.
"Can I have two? And make yourself something while you're in there my treat." He kidded with her.
'You are so good to me, honey." She rolled her eyes and kissed him. They spent the remainder of their time together making love and relaxing.
His flight was first thing in the morning and Kimberly drove him to the airport. They said their goodbyes in the car because they knew he'd have no privacy in the airport. She tried not to cry because she knew John felt guilty enough. She threw herself back into work and all the distractions it provided. They talked several times a day and even tried phone sex for the first time. Before she knew it, she was on a plane to LA. John would be at the arena waiting for her and she decided to stop at the hotel first. Kimberly freshened up and headed out in her rental car. When she arrived at the arena nobody was around. That's very odd; I normally see swarms of people. She checked her watch again and looked around. They were definitely there because all the trucks and rental cars were outside. She cautiously walked into the backstage area and still nobody. Maybe they've got a meeting. She went to John's dressing room and put her things down. Kimberly ventured to catering and got a drink of water but still hadn't seen or heard from anybody. She began to panic and went back to the dressing room. She pulled a few items from her bag and was startled when the door flew open. A cameraman entered with someone behind him.
"Have you guys seen my husband anywhere?" She asked them as she zipped up her bag. She looked at the cameraman and noticed a frightened look on his face. "Why are you filming me?" She began to panic. She pushed past them and began running down the hall screaming for John. Meanwhile John was being held in the ring and he was screaming for her. The cameraman was chasing her around and she stopped suddenly when she heard her name. His face appeared on a monitor and she watched in horror. Two men had John at gunpoint and the rest of the RAW personnel were in the seats with gunmen around them also. The two men holding her husband began punching him and hit him in the head with the butt of a gun. He was laying in the ring bleeding and all she could hear were the maniacal laughs of the madman. He beckoned her to come to him and mocked her as he stood over John. The cameraman was still behind her and she noticed he was at gunpoint also.
She walked out to the ring and stopped at the top of the platform. John started screaming to her as he lay on the mat bleeding and she fought the tears and the urge to run to him. She maintained an emotionless expression and slowly walked down the ramp and to the ring. The madman taunted her and threatened John's life. She entered the ring and slowly walked around accessing the situation. Two in the ring and four around it, eight were around the others who were sitting in the front few rows. She stopped next to John and looked down at him. He was on his back with his hands tied behind his back and a gun at his head. The thugs were ordered to pick him up and they yanked him by his neck. Each one held an arm and now they both held a gun to his head.
"I have missed you so much. You are very hard to find, I thought I'd never have the chance to look into those eyes again." He got right in her face and she stood her ground. "We'll be leaving now so say goodbye to John." He turned his back to her but Kimberly didn't move from her spot. The maniac swung at her as hard as he could and struck her above the eye. She spun around and was on the mat instantly. She could feel the blood running down her face. John screamed for her and yelled obscenities at the crazy person who struck his wife. She was roughly pulled up by her hair and he ran his tongue up her cheek and licked off the blood.
Her expression still hadn't changed even though her head was pounding and she could barely see. He nodded to the two men holding John and they began punching him in the face and stomach. His bravery matched hers and he never made a sound. They stopped and she couldn't look at her husband, if she did she would crack. The madman struck her again this time cutting the other eye. Kimberly swung back cutting him with her wedding rings. She punched him in the chest and as he gasped for air she kicked him in the knee. He went down and pulled her with him. He straddled her and punched her again. "You fucking bitch!" He yelled as he wiped the blood from his face. He got up and kicked her in the stomach. John's screams only resulted in another punch to her face. He yanked her up again by her hair and shoved her into John. She clung to him as tight as she could and she began crying silently but you could see her body shaking. He leaned into her and fought his own tears. Both of their faces were bloody and she kissed him all over his face and wiped the blood from his eyes. She held him close and gained control of her emotions.
"I love you so much. I'm sorry." She wiped his face and kissed him again. She tried to untie him without anyone catching her movements and took a few steps back. She looked into his eyes with an expression that warned him she was about to do something.
"I love you with all of my heart." John replied as he subtly nodded his approval.
"When we're out of the arena, kill them all." The madman said and before anyone could react, Kimberly pulled the gun from the maniac and held it with shaking hands. He taunted her daring her to shoot him, begging her to release him from this shitty world. But he promised she'd go with him if she fired one shot. She went to John and kissed him again. She looked in his eyes and saw him change expressions; she knew exactly what to do. She turned and aimed at the maniac who had been following her for years. Her hands suddenly very steady, pulled the trigger and kept shooting even after the gun had emptied. When John snapped out of it, he tenderly lowered her arms and spoke softly to her. She fell to her knees and dropped the guns. All her emotions for the past nine years came pouring out. She screamed and yelled and cried. She went limp when John wrapped himself around her and he rocked her as she sobbed. As the past nine years came crashing through her memories she got up and went to the maniac. Kimberly screamed and yelled at him; kicked and punched him until she couldn't swing anymore. John let her go, knowing he'd do the same thing. The police finally showed up and John pulled his wife away from the dead body. Everyone was checked and the EMTs asked John and Kimberly to go to the hospital. They didn't say a word. He slid out of the ring with her and he held her close. He carried her up the ramp and out of the arena. He just kept walking.
