Chapter Nine ::: Bo Makes His Choice

Billie arrived at her apartment with Bo. "You better start talking, Bo!" she yelled as they were standing in the living room in front of the sofa. "I saw you with Gina... I saw you... having sex!"

"How?" was all Bo could say.

"There is a hole in the wall upstairs... in my father's office," Billie explained. "I told you he was a disgusting pervert!"

"I guess he is..." Bo said. He didn't even know what to say. He was so shocked.

Billie had no sympathy for him. He wasn't even trying to explain his actions. How dare he sleep with Gina... when he had said he was falling in love with her?! She slapped him across the chest as hard as she could.

"Damn! Billie!" he winced after she had struck him.

"You deserve worse," she said. "I should hit you lower."

"Please don't," he said as he grimaced, thinking about her backhanding his manhood.

"You better start talking, Bo!" she demanded, her voice shrill as she insisted he tell her why he was with Gina.

"Okay... okay... I do owe you an explanation. Billie, when I met you, it was love at first sight. I knew in that moment that we were meant to be together..."

"So you slept with Gina?"

"Yes. No! That happened because your father- he's a sick bastard and he told me he would make a deal with me. Either I have sex with you... while you were unconscious or else I have sex with Gina. She was so eager!"

"I bet she was," Billie sneered, her face contorted with anger. "Bo, just because my father made some sort of sleazy deal with you and Gina was hot to fuck you is no excuse!"

"You were supposed to be mine!" she said as the tears started to fall. "The only man who wasn't supposed to use me and break my heart!"

She turned away from him, choking on a painful sob. All the anger left her and the crying had began. Her heart was aching. Bo had wounded her so deep. And Gina... the girl who was supposed to be her very best friend.

"How could you do it, Bo?" she asked sadly as the tears fell down her cheeks. "And with Gina? She's my roommate and my dearest friend."

*Was my dearest friend,* Billie was thinking.

"Listen, Billie," Bo implored. "I told Gina it was over... that nothing can ever become of it. I told her that my heart belongs to you. It's you, Lady... you that I want. No one else. It's over with Carly, too. I saw her today. She was with Lawrence on my boat. They were having sex."

"Everyone's having sex but me!" Billie said sadly as she looked at Bo with wounded eyes.

"I'm so sorry," Bo said. He meant it with all his heart. He reached out for Billie, wanting to comfort her. He longed to hold her and take away her pain.

"I truly mean it. I am sorry. It's never going to happen again," he said.

Very slowly, she went into his arms. She lay her head on his chest as she cried. "If you ever touch her again, you're losing your penis, you big jerk!" she warned. "I mean it, Bo I won't stand for it."

"It won't happen again. I promise. It's you... you that I want," he said as he held her.

"Ohhh Bo," she said as she looked into his eyes. She pulled him down to her and they dissolved into a kiss. Bo shuddered with need as their lips met in a promise.

They sunk down on the couch as they began making love. Their clothing was flung across the room, every which way. Billie began to stroke Bo's sexy chest. She kissed the dark red marks she had made where she had slapped him.

"I am sorry I hurt you, Bo," she whispered.

Bo shook his head. "No, I am sorry I hurt you, Lady. You don't deserve it."

No other words were spoken as Bo lifted Billie atop him as he lay on the couch. They were making passionate love as someone watched from the other room.

*Bo, you are a fool!* she thought. *You're making love to Billie when your wife is back!*

"Billie! Ohhhh Billie!" he groaned as he thrust up deep and hard into her lovely body.

Hope couldn't take her eyes off Billie and Bo fucking. Fucking... That's what it was. They weren't making love... because Hope was his wife. For years, she had suffered from memory loss, thinking she was Gina... but she was back now. She had all her memories. She wanted to claim her husband... and her son. Billie would pay. She would suffer. Bo was hers. HERS!

Billie cried out as Bo surged inside her, filling her with his white-hot seed. She was cumming so hard, sailing on a cloud. It was the best sex of her life. She lay in his arms after they had both reached ecstasy, loving the sensation of his tender touch.

"Now that we are together, where do you want to live? Your apartment... or my boat?" he asked as he lazily caressed her.

"I've hardly thought about that," she whispered. "I am just so glad we are together."

"It's smooth sailing from now on," Bo said with a grin.

*Ohhh you think?!* Gina thought, but she hadn't said a word. They didn't know that Bo's not-so-dead wife was watching them as they lay in the afterglow of love.

"You'll have to quit working for your father," Bo stated.

"Done," Billie agreed. "I hated working there anyway. I want something more..."

"What about... Gina?" he asked quietly.

"I'll tell her to move out. She'll be gone in the morning..."

Holding each other, they weren't sure how it was all going to work... but they knew they loved each other and that would be enough. "Everything is going to work out in time," Bo said, and he hoped it was true.

They did know that their greatest challenge was standing right behind them.

The End

Author's Note- Hey, devoted readers... I just ended this story on a cliffhanger! LOL Hope you forgive me... but it leaves potential for a future sequel. Hope you liked it.