For some reason….the snark just would not come out of me in this one. Maybe next chapter. However, this one is setting up a few things for later and also gives a little more insight to Jason and Elizabeth's relationship. For many of you, I have been replying to your comments in the thread. For those of you at ….well…I have no idea how I come up with some of this stuff. The fingers just fly sometimes. (Although not on this chapter, I must admit) I do want to thank each and every one of you for your comments and suggestions. I truly enjoy them all.
Chapter 7
"Babe, don't even turn the corner into your office!" Jason shouted as he trotted to catch up with his hysterically laughing wife.
"Uhn uh…I need to get this down while it's still fresh in my mind Jason." She took off running, hoping to get into her office and get the door locked before her husband caught her.
However, on her way toward the hallway and her office, the doorbell rang and she turned right instead of left at the stairs. Once she pulled open the door, a huge smile formed across her big full lips and then immediately turned into a frown once she noticed the anguish on her visitors face.
Jason came up behind her, laughing and ready to lift her up into his arms, snaking his arm around her but when he noticed her facial expression change, he instantly pulled her behind him. A reflex from years ago. His hand finding his gun behind his back, he looked up and then sighed.
"Patrick, Robin…please come in." Jason stepped back, nearly tripping on his wife's feet that were firmly planted.
"Um…I'm not sure now is a good time honey" Elizabeth whispered to her husband's back.
"Now is the perfect time Liz." Robin responded. "Our kids are fighting and Malcolm has been moping around our house for three days and it's time we adults get to the heart of the problem."
Robin stepped over the threshold followed by her husband of twelve years.
No, she didn't accept his proposal before Mal or Anna's births but when Mal came home saying that kids in his class said he was a bastard, she promptly married the man she was destined to. Oh, that was the first time Jake ever got into a fight at school. All because a kid made his best friend cry. It was also the time that Cameron, being a pre-teen and thinking he knew everything explained the word 'bastard' to Jake and Mal. Jake turned to Mal and said… "See, all three of us are bastards so it's totally cool." The Drakes and the Morgans spent a lot of time explaining to the whole town after explaining to their children that it's not good to tell everyone you meet that you are a bastard.
They moved into the formal living room and took seats across from each other. "Can I get you two anything? I think…"
"No, we're fine Liz. I want to talk about Malcolm and Jake and Jake and Anna and Malcolm and Ella and…" Robin was always so focused and multi tasked even in her mind.
"Wait…Malcolm and Ella?" Jason said at the same time Patrick said, "Wait…Jake and Anna?"
Both brunettes rolled their eyes and Elizabeth plopped down onto the Queen Anne chair next to her husband. Honestly, those two were so pig-headed and over-protective over their two little girls, neither realized what a blessing in disguise it would be were their two daughters to date their sons. Best friends. Fiercely protective older brothers. Properly raised by men that impressed upon their boys that women were to be cherished and protected above all else, especially their own comfort and happiness. Besides, both girls decided long ago that they want their four children to date and marry and have babies. It had been decided long ago on a cool summer's evening while watching the kids in the back yard over a pitcher of Margaritas. It was a done deal in their eyes. They just had to wait out their children's teen years.
"Before we get into the male grunting stuff…Robin are you aware of exactly why Jake and Mal are fighting?" Elizabeth asked, squeezing her husbands hand tight.
"Well…Mal said that Jake got into a fight with one of his track teammates and he broke it up and Jake didn't exactly appreciate which side of the fence Mal ended up on in the end." Robin said confidently, then continued. "Liz, I know the boys are best friends but we teach our kids to be their own person, not to go along with everyone else. I think it's noble that Mal took a stand even if it didn't agree with Jake. Surely Jake has to realize that they won't always agree. Besides…had Mal not stopped Jake from fighting, Jake might have been suspended again…or expelled…and he might not be able to play baseball. He's got a temper…" she looked up at Jason then back over to Liz. "I mean…Jake is a wonderful kid but…"
Jason smirked, audibly. Patrick squinted while taking in the features on the face of his longtime neighbor and…well…not exactly friend but…confidant and…well, maybe friend. "What's that supposed to mean?"
"I haven't said a word Patrick" Jason nearly barked through gritted teeth. He knew that times like this were handled more reasonably by his wife.
"You act as if my wife has said…has lied about Jake. He does have a temper Morgan." Patrick stood and Jason stood as well.
"As does his father and you'd do well to remember that." Jason pointed at the doctor. "Besides, it's not that Robin lied about MY son, she seems to have accepted the lie YOUR son gave as the reason the boys are not getting along." Jason snarled.
Elizabeth and Robin stood quickly as their two men stared each other down. One thing the two women had learned over the years, Jason was afraid of nothing but had more control than anyone BUT and that's a BIG BUT…Patrick was more brave than anyone else that ever found himself being stared down by a man who was a legend in this town…hell, this part of the country for being lethal.
"Jason what are you talking about?" Robin stepped in front of her husband and raised her hand to snap her fingers in her ex boyfriends face.
Jason removed his icy glare from Patrick and looked down at Robin. She was still Robin. Tough, demanding and always thought she was right. And she was still the woman that always felt she knew what Jason was thinking and what was best for him. That never changed and he would complain mercilessly to his wife about it but it would fall on deaf ears. Elizabeth was never one to get into the middle of that relationship because she knew its importance to her husband, her close friend and even her. Had it not been for Robin, he and Elizabeth would have never found each other.
"Your son called my wife a MILF. Actually no, he didn't but his teammate did and Jake was defending his mother. YOUR son decided the little punk was right and that Jake needed to accept it." Jason said, hands on hips. Over the years, he learned not to back down to Robin's imperialistic attitude.
"What the heck is a MILF?" Robin asked and looked over at her closest friend. "Elizabeth?"
"A MILF is a Mother That I Would Like to Fuck or something along those lines." Elizabeth said, rather embarrassed at the title.
Now it was Patrick's turn to audibly smirk. He looked over at Elizabeth, let his eyes roam up and down over the outfit she was wearing and audibly smirked again.
"What the fu..?" Jason started for the doctor but was stopped by Elizabeth who stepped in between him with her own fury raging.
"Patrick, what the hell is wrong with you. That's offensive. These kids saying that…"
"They are right. I agree with my son. It's something that Jake is going to have to get used to. Look at yourself Elizabeth…You are Hot. You dress Hot, you act Hot, you…write some…"
"You know what; you have got to be kidding me." Robin now turned on her husband and was standing in front of Elizabeth and Jason. "You are such a pig!! Elizabeth is our friend…she's…she's…she's Jason's wife and she's our kids best friend's mother."
"Your husband has always wanted a piece of my wife. Even before you two hooked up." Jason pointed a finger across the heads of his wife and his ex and in the face of the accused. "Don't think I haven't forgotten about when Elizabeth was still married to Lucky. She never acted on them but she told me about the advances you would make. The suggestions. You have always lusted after my wife."
"Well, YOU have already FUCKED mine. Let's not forget that Morgan. You think that is an easy pill to swallow? Well it's not!!" Patrick gave as good as he got.
Like I said earlier, Patrick was not afraid of Jason in the slightest. Why? I have no idea. He should be. Yet somehow over the course of twenty years, he had never walked away with even a scratch.
"Okay, we all need to calm down before you two men…we just need to calm down. Jason, sit" Elizabeth pointed to the chair and then forcefully pushed her husband into it. "Robin, control your husband. This isn't about us, it's about the boys."
"Right" Robin said as she pushed her own husband onto the butter soft leather sofa. "If that is what their argument is about then Patrick, you need to have a talk with Mal. He should have punched his teammate himself over the incident."
"No, none of the kids should be resorting to violence over something that trivial." Patrick responded, causing Jason to tense up again so Elizabeth just sat down on his lap to keep him benched.
"Patrick, although I don't necessarily think it is trivial, I agree that the kids should not be getting into fights over it. Especially with each other." Elizabeth reasoned.
"Elizabeth, I don't mean it like that. I feel it is offensive too…I just…well when I was a teenager, my friends never had mothers like…well like our kids' mother's including my own wife." He pulled his wife's hand up to his lips and kissed her knuckles. "I just think that our kids need to learn that sometimes people say things about others that don't need a response. Hell, you guys have perfected that very theory where it comes to…" Patrick chose not to finish his sentence but everyone in the room knew what he was talking about. However, Patrick decided everyone still needed visuals so he used his thumb and forefinger and pointed his hand gun to his head and pulled the trigger then dropped his head sideways to his shoulder and stuck his tongue out for good measure.
That elicited a laugh from everyone except the man in question who just grunted. Jason knew what he meant but didn't find any part of it amusing. He and his family lived with his decisions. They almost didn't live with his decisions more times than he could count, starting with his own shooting that brought him and Elizabeth close, then her kidnapping and her own shooting and of course Jake's kidnapping and the constant threat that shrouded his family and remained omnipresent.
After discussing it further and all four adults agreed on their methods of bringing the boys back together. Robin and Patrick stood to leave and the two men shook hands.
Robin and Elizabeth again rolled their eyes as they watched both men apply extra pressure in the hand shake. Luckily, Jason had respect for the neurosurgeon that still performed operations on occasion so he didn't break the man's hand.
Jason and Patrick had a strange relationship. It's wasn't so much a friendship as it was a mutual understanding that their paths would always cross and there was no sense in being miserable in each other's company. Jason had been intimate and even lived with Patrick's wife well before he met her and Patrick had never hid his scoundrel behavior around Elizabeth. It was a playful thing but still hard to watch when you were the woman's husband. Their kids were inseparable, both sets, and they both had sons that were chips off the old block and daughters that they figured Angel's could take lessons from. Yep, mutual understanding and long ago forged agreements was the best way to describe the two men but friendship?
"Now about Malcolm and Ella" Jason started as they walked toward the door.
"I'll have a talk with Mal and let him know that he may as well pick out his casket now if he even thinks it." Patrick replied and slapped Jason on the back then stepped onto the porch and turned around to face his…Jason. "And Jake?"
"Anna is safe. Jake knows that is the ONE place he had better NEVER dare to tread." Jason replied and with his demeanor, stone cold façade and the bite to his voice, Patrick knew his…Jason…meant every word of it.
"Have you always known?" Elizabeth whispered as she walked toward the foyer, arm looped with her friend.
"Yes but I never said anything." Robin whispered back, leaning into Elizabeth's ears so the men didn't overhear them.
"Why?"
"Well, I know what kind of man I married. You remember when he first started at the hospital…besides it has helped me over the years…I'm no sexpot but sometimes he makes me feel that way. He's a dog and he always will be and I fell in love with him that way. I am just surprised he settled for plain old me.
"Bullshit you are beautiful and sexy and…hell even my husband knows that."
"And that's the other reason I have never said anything to you…we have been great friends through the years by never discussing certain things. These two topics…my husbands crush on you and my previous relationship with Jason…well…we will remain great friends by sticking to keeping those subjects taboo."
Elizabeth let out a giggle that had both men turn toward the sound and Robins beaming smile could light up a city. Both men sighed and gave their own partners a wink which elicited another laugh from the girls. Robin walked past Jason and patted him on the stomach on her way through the door and gave a casual wink and Elizabeth looped her arm around her husband's back and puckered and blew a kiss to her friend's husband.
Both men groaned because now they knew that their wives were just plain fucking with their psyche at this point. They were men. They had wives. They had staked their claims and no other men should be ogling, or rewarded with special touches or winks or kisses. And both of their wives knew their husbands were complete pigs about such things.
"Jake's for Slam It Lick It Suck It?" Robin asked as she turned around looping her arm around her own husbands back and facing their neighbors and friends.
"Sure, when?" Elizabeth piped up, now excited at the prospect of a girls night out. Over the years, they had become more infrequent.
"Um…I'll call Lainey and Kelly and you call Nadine and Leyla and…try for Wednesday or Thursday cause Mal has a game Friday." Robin replied and both men groaned.
"Oh and Tuesday and Saturday are out because of 4H and the girls tap recital." Elizabeth replied. Patrick and Jason gave each other the weary glance of days gone by. Jason made a mental note that he would need to go and have his same old talk with Coleman before the little shindig went down.
"Yeah, I have midnight shift starting Sunday and it's a two week stint because Dr. Patel is going on vacation. So we have to do it…um…either Monday, Wednesday or Thursday. See which date is best for them and I'll make sure Epiphany gives the girls the night off.
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Since the dance was coming up soon, Anna and Ella asked Elizabeth to take them shopping for their dresses. Elizabeth agreed with Anna when she said her mom's taste was too drab and conservative. Elizabeth laughed because Robin had changed into a more subdued dresser but she remembered when Robin would dress to turn heads. Something about marriage and specifically parenthood had mellowed her friend out drastically. Sure she still kept her figure and turned heads in a bikini but tended to keep it covered up in sarongs and articles of clothing that disguised her figure rather than accentuate it.
In other words, the total opposite of Elizabeth Imogene Webber-Morgan.
Jason had an old tux in his closet from decades ago. Sonny insisted he buy it for the first Nurses Ball that he attended as Jason Morgan. That was the night that he carried Robin off the stage. Jake called it retro. He was very much the spitting image of Jason at that age and even though Jason was a few years older when he wore it, the suit fit Jake perfectly across the chest, back and waist. After listening to his father tell the story of how Mrs. Drake had told her story to the audience about HIV. Then he told another story about how Jake's mother was a teenager back then and did some silly song and dance with his Aunt Emily and some kid named Juan the following year. Jake listened dutifully as his father reminisced and then begged his dad to wear the retro tux to Homecoming.
Okay, begged isn't right. Jason willingly gave it over to the boy. Jake said he didn't want to have to go shopping and Jason heartily agreed that the task was better suited for the females in their family. He then went with Jake to their tailor so that his jacket sleeves and pants could be shortened a little. Again they both blamed Jake's mother for his being two inches shorter.
Ella found a beautiful red sequined dress that flared out mid thigh with taffeta ruffles at the bottom that hung just above the knee and similar styled cap sleeves. The body of the dress was form fitting but not snug and was perfect for her dark hair and silk white skin. It carried a modest scoop to the bust which Elizabeth said would satisfy Ella's father and they found three inch silver peep toed heels and a silver clutch to finish the ensemble. Ella asked if she could borrow her mother's silver choker with the red glass pendant that her father bought her mother in Italy on their honeymoon. Elizabeth agreed the choker would look fabulous with the ensemble as long as Ella's father said it was okay.
Elizabeth and Jason had never told their daughter or any of their kids the significance of the red glass pendant. Maybe she would tell her when she put the necklace on her before the dance. Or better yet, she would let Jason tell her while he put the necklace on her. She would have to film that because those special moments were increasingly becoming more rare as Ella grew into a woman and Jason fought tooth and nail against nature.
However, the necklace was truly special and for their daughter to wear it, would equally be a special occasion since they figure she was conceived on their honeymoon, possibly the night Jason gave her the pendant and choker. It was actually a piece, the largest piece, of the hunk of glass he gave her for Valentine's Day so many years ago. After Jason had told her he wouldn't come to her but he wouldn't turn her away if she ever came to him, she threw the hunk of glass. It shattered against the cement block walls but an hour later, after a long crying spell, Elizabeth scooped it all up and saved it.
When Jason was helping her pack before their wedding so that the guards could move her and the boys into the penthouse while they were away, he came across the empty paint jar that held the glass and he just knew that the little shards of red glass were from the hunk of glass he had given her so many years before. He took it with them to Italy and had the necklace made from it.
Still the most original gift giver. Sigh
Anna went with a full length t-shirt style gown with leather spaghetti straps that crossed over her shoulders and then did an intricate braid down her back. The back scooped low to just around her waist where the straps finally tied but came up rather high in the front. It was made of the palest yellow that really accented her olive colored skin and her brown hair and big brown eyes. Since Anna was a little taller than Ella, she decided to go with a one inch wedge leather sandal that matched the strap that circled her neck and then criss-crossed her back and Elizabeth insisted she had the perfect tiny leather satchel to match it.
Everyone was set. Malcolm actually found a date, albeit nothing romantic, in Amalia Hunter and Jake decided to take Cece. The two girls were best friends and so were the boys. Jason thought it was rather nice of Jake to take Cece since they were such good friends and all and Jake had no desire to correct his father. Carly, of course, said that it was kismet.
Kismet my ass.
Elizabeth decided that when picking her battles, Cece and Jake going to homecoming together was not one she would fight so she relented. Even though she truly wanted him to take ANYONE else. Cece was just like her mother and Jake was too much like his father to be strong enough to fight off the girl's powers of persuasion. However, Jason was happy with the situation and since she rarely went against her husbands decisions when it came to their children, she would just leave it alone.
For NOW!
Anna was going with Jack and Ella was going with one of Jack's friends on the debate team.
Yes Elizabeth found this very odd and questioned her daughter but she had no reason to think she was lying. Well except that she was a teenager and was exactly like her mother so that was sort of a given that something untoward was up. However, Jason seemed happy with Ella's choice so she contacted the boy's mother to let her know what colors her son should wear and the type and color corsage to buy for Ella. Donna Reed, remember?
Oh, I know you are wondering…Yes, Jack Spinelli was on the debate team. He got his gift of gab and arguing for the sake of it from his mother, Maxie, and clearly excelled in debate. His friend, Mike Davenport was sixteen for a few more weeks, which satisfied Jason's ridiculous rule and Jason had Spinelli check him out to make sure there were no secret mass murderers in his family.
Kobe, Gino and JJ were going stag. Ian and Georgie were on the dance committee and since neither of them could drive, they agreed to go with Spinelli and Maxie who were chaperones for the event.
Molly was going with Joey Giambetti at Morgan's request. Joey was older than Molly by four years but she knew him well because of her sister Kristina. Molly had been having a rough year. At the end of her Junior year, someone had been leaving notes in her locker and mailing things to her house. Over the summer, things had escalated to where her mother, Alexis, had the PCPD check into it. Molly and Farah went to Molly's cousin Morgan and he had his own security team from CM Imports check into it. Neither had found any evidence trails and they were set to ask Jason to figure out who was doing the stalking but Molly didn't want Jake to know. She knew he would kill the guy. It could have been someone after the district attorney or someone after her father or just some sick kid with a crush on her but she knew Morgan would know what to do without it becoming public knowledge that she was being harassed. To keep up the ruse and so that it didn't look completely weird, Morgan asked Farah, Molly's best friend, to go to the dance with him. Morgan was Homecoming King when he was a Senior so he had more reason to be there.
The four figured that with them going together and having the excuses they did for being there, hopefully, they would flesh out the person responsible and end Molly's misery. There had not been anything too creepy but the fact that they could not easily trace the source worried Morgan and Joey.
Alexis was more neurotic than she had been in the past. They lied to her to get her out of the way saying that they found the little creep and took care of him. This served to cool her jets and also to end the PCPD's investigation. If this person were a real threat, Morgan and Joey knew that the PCPD would just put Molly in even more danger or Alexis would ship her off to an all girl boarding school in Europe. Molly would rather die than face that hellish fate. The goal by the end of the dance was to flesh out what all signs indicated to be a very clever teenager with a sadistic crush. The duo of Giambetti and Corinthos was much better equipped just from bloodlines alone to handle this problem.
Jason, when he found out about the two older boys taking Molly and Farah, was concerned and had even mentioned it to Big Pappy, Max, Milo and Spinelli one afternoon during a lunch meeting.
Big Pappy, of course found no problem with Joey and Molly and said that it would be funny to 'put da screws to dat State Prosecutor Lansing. His Joey hookin up wit dat little angel Molly. If we're lucky bastards, it will give her old man a heart attack.' However, Morgan dating Farah didn't blow over so well. 'I dunno about dat one. My Joey better keep his eye on dat Corinthos kid, he's just like his father, God rest his soul. I don't want dem dimples making my little angel do tings she oughtta not be doin.'
Milo groaned at that comment. He knew that Farah had had a crush on Morgan for years but Farah was the most logical and sound thinking one in the family. She was very much like her mother and Leyla had assured him that letting Morgan take her, especially since her best friend Molly and her cousin Joey would be with her, was perfectly alright.
Spinelli quickly reminded everyone that Joey had taken Molly to prom when he was a senior and she was a freshman. Of course that was because Alexis The Neurotic had insisted her oldest daughter include her sister on her date. Since Cam and Joey were friends and Morgan was related to her so he could not very well be her date, Joey drew the short straw and took her.
Oh, Alexis the Neurotic is the nickname Spinelli gave her. She had been the Godess Mother for some time but after Sonny was killed and Jerry was extradited back to Europe, she changed. Her kids, Kristina, Molly and Ian had actually fared well even though they had a tough time at home. Maxie and Spinelli as well as The Morgans, The Spencers and the Giambettis had all looked out for the three children. It was her own kids that actually labeled Alexis neurotic. Spinelli agreed she had changed and so did her Spinellisim.
Spinelli also mentioned to the made men who were his friends that Farah had always had a crush on Morgan and that the parents should be happy with the possible couplings. All the men lifted their glasses in agreement and a toast that in the future when the girls were a little older, the pairings would do well for the organization. Joey was being groomed to take over for his father and grandfather and Molly being the DA and State Attorney's daughter would give the Giambetti Organization a connection that could prove to be very, very beneficial. Farah and Morgan were a natural fit as well. Corinthos Morgan or what was now being called CM Imports, which was still owned by Jason but now run by Morgan, was legitimate now in all senses of the word but still laundered the money for the Giambettis. It would keep the connection between the two but also allow for Farah to be involved with a legitimate businessman which was definitely what Maximus and Milo wanted for her.
Max and Jason shared a knowing glance. They weren't convinced this was just a nice, innocent pairing of the two couples. Of course they were also the only ones out of the adults that knew why Joey had taken Molly to the dance years ago. There was no legitimate reason for Joey OR Morgan to want to take those two teenagers to their school dance. Once they left the restaurant, Jason agreed to do some digging to find out what was REALLY going on.
With the gang all set for prom, things seemed to be on course with no snags in sight.
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Cameron just got off the phone with Kristina. He was puzzled why his two best friends were taking Kristina's little sister and Joey's little cousin to the dance. Kristina was just giddy about it. She had always thought Molly and Joey were perfect for each other. Not that the two of them gave a damn. Alexis had the most influence on Kristina and once she got it in her head that something was one way or another, there was no changing it. Just like her mother.
While on the phone with Kristina, Cam had noticed his mother's photo was missing from the mantle. It was actually a framed cover page of an old Crimson magazine that his mother was on for the Fabulous Forty's campaign. It was a fabulous picture of his mother in a white flowing empire waist dress that ended at her knees with thin black straps and black trim around the bodice of the dress. Her mother's hair was pulled back in a clip that his grandmother Audrey had helped him and Jacob make when Cam was four for Mother's Day. It was just a plain old barrette that the boys had glued rhinestones to but he was so proud of it and his mother cherished the hair accessory. Her hair then flowed in long large curls from the clip down her back. It was truly one of Cameron's favorite pictures of his mother so when he moved, Jason had the picture blown up and framed for his apartment.
Wondering what could have happened to the picture, he searched around the common area and even check the trash before heading toward his roommates room.
Unfortunately, Cameron didn't think to knock. Had he done so, the next series of unfortunate events could have probably been avoided.
See, Cameron walked in to his roommates room to discover Timothy Lohan was jacking off while standing next to his bed and his mother's picture was laying in front of him on the bed. Cameron picked the perfect time, just as Tim released his load all over Elizabeth's face.
...
"You know honey, I spoke to Cameron earlier today." Jason was climbing into bed and took the bottle of Victoria's Secret body lotion from his wife's hands and squeezed a large amount into his palm and started massaging it into her porcelain skin, starting at her shoulders and working his way down her arms and then around to her breasts. That was where his intention was all along and they both knew it.
Elizabeth turned her head to the side so that her husband could kiss the pulse point just below her ear that drove her crazy. "And how is he?"
"Honey, you have to stop writing the blog." He said as he kissed then licked then bit his wife's neck, earlobe and shoulder. His hand was working in the lotion on his wife's breasts and stomach and he was behind her rubbing his throbbing cock against her silk covered behind.
"What did I do now?" she asked as she moaned her pleasure and arched her back so that her ass pushed against his manhood.
"Well, that's not really why Cam is upset, not many people know you are the writer of that blog, although Kristina apparently reads it and gives him updates. He now knows that I like to…oh how did he put it…ummm…oh yeah, munch carpet. I just shrugged it off and told him, like father like son." Jason laughed as he turned his wife over and slowly started to pull his wife's navy blue silk shorts down her legs. Munching carpet was exactly what he had in mind for the start of their evening in bed.
"Don't remind me about that." Elizabeth rolled her eyes as she lifted her hips to assist her husband in undressing her and kept a steady pump of his shaft while doing it.
"Hey, you reminded me…oink oink" He lifted his head and winked at her referring to her three Little Pigs story before heading south and diving in with lips, tongue and teeth.
Elizabeth moaned loudly and lifted her legs over her husband's shoulder using her feet to rub circles in his back. "Hey, flip me over so I can reciprocate."
"Gladly" he said and quickly flipped so his wife's most intimate features were straddled above his head. He then moaned his own pleasure and bit down on Elizabeth's clit hard when his little vixen of a wife didn't even work her way up to sucking him off. He felt his engorged cock swallowed whole and heard her slight gagging sound then felt her tongue apply pressure as he slid out of her mouth. He nearly came right then and there.
"So what's his problem?" Elizabeth pulled the delicious sexual organ from her mouth and looked over her shoulder to ask.
"Your books" Jason mumbled as he worked his own oral pleasure on his wife.
That got her attention so she shifted on the bed and waved her hand at her husband to sit up. Jason wasn't pleased and made it known by the look on his face but once he was seated with pillows between him and the headboard and his wife had settled back between his legs, she once again wrapped her hand and then her lips around his cock and went back to work on him.
"Continue" she instructed and he now understood she wanted him to finish his conversation.
"Well, do you remember that book you wrote a while back. It was like…playboy articles or short stories all together in one book." Jason said as he closed his eyes and enjoyed the immense pleasure of his wife giving him head.
"Mmmhmm" she moaned as she licked down one side of his shaft then nipped at his balls.
Jason threaded his hands into her hair and pushed his wife's head down onto his erection as his hips bucked from the sensation. "What was that book called…Smut Fiction?"
"Mmmhmm" she continued.
"Well Timothy read it and now is obsessed with you…or rather Eliza Harding"
"And Justin Morrison" she said after a loud pop when she released him from her mouth.
"Yes…Justin…" Jason said in broken pants as he pushed his wife's head back down onto him.
He was so close to his release and just thinking about the book Elizabeth had written so many years ago made him even more aroused.
Just after graduating, Elizabeth had decided to write a series of short stories that would rival the likes of Penthouse and Playboy's sexual anecdotes. She and Jason spent lots of time in bed while she turned on a tape recorder and described the different things Jason was doing to her. At first Jason would remain quiet but after a few weeks, he started getting into it and describing the things he was feeling. He loved talking to her in a sexual manner anyway. The only thing he hated about those times were when she would stop in the middle to jot down notes. That was a bit of a mood killer. Once she felt the story was done, she would have Jason read it and then they would reenact it. That's how the Pirate and The Wench came about and that was one of their favorite roleplay's.
To this day, just seeing a bottle of Captain Morgan's spiced rum made him painfully hard.
There was also the school girl and the cheerleader and the French maid. Elizabeth loved costumes. Jason didn't care as long as she wound up out of them and the both of them satisfied in the end.
The kids hated it though. That's actually how the kids found out she was Grumble of the Humbly Yours blog. She came bouncing through the game room headed to the BG one afternoon. Kristina had just finished telling about this new blog her college roommate and she had discovered. Elizabeth had posted a little sexual innuendo about the cheerleader costume that morning and decided she wanted to use it that afternoon on her husband. All the kids mouth's hung open at how freakishly similar Kristina had described this blogger to the woman who had just bopped through the room. After much scouring over the next hour by the group over old Grumble blogs, they had all come to the conclusion that Elizabeth HAD to be the writer.
The kids were never the same again.
Jason tensed as he felt his release upon him pulling him from his thoughts as he grabbed for his wife to pull her up and on top of him. He hated spilling his seed into her mouth but she loved it. Sometimes, like now, she would fight for the pleasure of swallowing.
The phone rang and distracted him.
Ha! Elizabeth thought as she swallowed and licked all of her husband's sexual juices from him.
Jason gave in to the pleasure while reaching for the phone.
"WHAT"
'Collect call from…Cameron Morgan... an inmate at the Baltimore County jail. To accept this call Press 1'
"Shit babe" Jason said as he kneed his wife off of him and sat up reaching over to press one.
"What the hell? That's the thanks I get?" Elizabeth pouted and then saw the look on her husbands face and slowly climbed into his lap so that they could both listen on the phone.
Jason wiped her mouth with his thumb and mouthed the words 'sorry' and 'I love you' while the computer phone service gave instructions about the call.
Next thing they heard was… "Dad?"
"Yes son, I'm here."
"Ummm…please don't tell Mwam but I need you to bail me out of jail."