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  He reached around her and grabbed her breasts again, this time seeming to pull her more into him, as if he couldn't get enough of her. She began to moan loudly, knowing that she was almost there. She began to make nonsensical sounds when he really started to pound into her. Julie arched her back and held her breath for long seconds before panting a few times, then held her breath again. She gripped the sheets, and for a moment thought that she could feel every one of the three thousand threads of the expensive sheets beneath her. It was enough to send her over the edge.

  "I'm coming, I'm coming," she cried out.

  It hit her like a storm. Her hands clutched the sheets even harder and her toes curled. She screamed, her face going red. The muscles around his shaft squeezed and pulsed, trying to coax him into joining her. He began to thrust even quicker, his fingers gripping her breasts even tighter. As the last wave of her orgasm hit, she could feel a warm sensation as he filled her with his seed. She knew this was dangerous, but she couldn't stop. As his orgasm wound down as well, she felt him kissing her wildly.

  "That was the best sex I’ve ever had," Julie said after she caught her breath. "Seriously."

  He rolled off of her and slid his arm under her pillow, kissing her on her shoulder. After a long silence, he whispered, "Tell me something about yourself. I want to know all about you. What do you do for fun? Did you ever want to go to school?"

  "Yeah, I did. I always considered myself smart, but studying was mostly something to keep me occupied at home. I read all the time, almost anything I could get my hands on. I wanted to be a writer for a while, then a journalist, but an English degree will get you a job at Starbucks and a Journalism degree will let you clean the bathrooms."

  "So why didn't you?" he asked, brushing her hair out of her face.

  "I got offered a little financial aid when I graduated, but the gap between aid and paid was too big for me to manage alone. Mom has nothing. Hell, I pay for over half the bills as it is. There’s just no way for me to do school and work. I take classes at Houston Community College when they offer cheap ones. I’ve done a few art classes, a series on photography. I finally stopped because it just made me realize how much I’d love to go to school full time."

  "You ever think of joining the service for the GI Bill?"

  "No, not my style. I am a bit too independent to take orders seriously. Besides, Mom would end up living even worse than we do now if I left her."

  "So are you working at Bigger Bounce full time?"

  "I wish. I also work at a flea market on the weekends selling things Mom can’t move at the pawn shop. I found if I wear a tight shirt and let them think they have a chance, I can usually cover about twice the cost of the table, sometimes a little extra. I also paint murals for restaurants. Sometimes I pull a shift delivering food, but my car is so worn out that I’m really pushing my luck doing that. I painted faces at the art festival last year and made out pretty well, but you can’t do that full time."

  Jack rested his lips on her shoulder, then said quietly, "No wonder you got so mad at me."

  "Yeah, most of you rich guys have a no-fee bank account, regular paychecks, make more than you owe while I have a pre-paid debit card. You know how that works?"

  He shook his head.

  "You take your paycheck to a check cashing place, but it costs you less if you just pay the three bucks to put the money on their pre-paid debit card. It mostly works like a bank debit card, but they also charge a monthly fee, so you have to watch it if you get low at the end of the month. It’s all fees, fees, fees as they whittle down the little bit of money you make, hardly noticing each cut as they bleed you dry. When I sat down last year to add it up, I realized that I’d paid something like two hundred bucks for the convenience of using it."

  "Seriously? That sucks! Why haven’t I heard about this before?"

  "Poor people can’t buy media coverage; we have to spend our cash on food and gas."

  "Damn... how can you live like that?"

  "What choice do I have? I consider myself hard working and smart, but without some kind of starting capital or family to rely on for support, smart just doesn’t cut it anymore. So instead of becoming a drunk like my mom, or sitting around stoned all day playing video games like some of my old high school friends, I just go out and find a big, dumb, strapping guy to fuck me stupid. Then I go home to my rat hole of an apartment, clean myself up and go to work again." She had tears in her eyes. "Sorry."

  Jack pulled her close and lay in silence for a while. "So I'm your big, strapping guy this week?" He chuckled sadly. "Damn it, Julie, that's just not fair."

  "It’s OK. Look, this is just a soap box I get on every few weeks, and none of my friends want to hear it anymore. Thanks for letting me dump on you. It’s not fair with all you’re going through either."

  He pulled her to roll over and face him. "And I'm sorry I ruined the mood. Why don't you stay here with me tonight," he suggested with a grin. "I can't remember the last time I've gone three times before, but if you need one more I'm willing to try."

  Julie thought about her rules then. Never stay over was her big number one, but the bed was warm and his arms were comfortable. She told herself it was really for him because she could sense his fear of being alone. "Why don't you rest up and we'll try again in the morning," she said and kissed him tenderly. Then they fell into a comfortable silence, legs entwined, holding onto each other as they drifted off to sleep.

  Chapter 3: Jack

  Jack was dozing as the room brightened in the morning sunlight. There was still a beautiful woman in his bed. He had honestly expected it to be a dream, but even with his eyes shut he could smell her hair and hear her breathing. Her naked back was resting against his chest and his hand was on her slim hip. The scent of her sex was still on his lips, and it had kept him in a near constant state of arousal since he woke.

  She stretched as she began to wake, her arm bumping against his body as she rolled back against him. He slid his hand up to cup her breasts, pressing his face into her hair which also caused his arousal to press between her cheeks.

  "Oh, look, you’re both up," she giggled, arching her back against him.

  Without a word, he kissed her neck and nibbled at her earlobe. She began to move with him, immediately becoming aroused. He massaged her breasts while he slid his shaft along her puckered opening, prompting her to spread her cheeks and push hard against him.

  "Push it down, under me."

  She lifted her leg to make room as he slid his shaft between her legs. She closed her thighs and rubbed against his tip which stuck out below her mons. Jack had trouble breathing as he tried to thrust and slide, but her thighs held him captive. As she massaged his head, he felt it leak a slippery fluid giving her motions an electric friction, making him respond with a groan and to hug harder against her back.

  He felt her lift his shaft to the very top of her thighs where her wetness made it easier for him to slide. After a few slow strokes, he began to thrust easily against her slit. She kept her fingers just underneath his head to stimulate his most sensitive area as he moved.

  He felt her bend slightly at the waist just as he began to get into a rhythm. With eyes open for a peek, he caught her staring at his head and shaft as it slid out the front of her thighs. He wanted to help her see better, so he moved one hand from her breast to hold her hips still, allowing him to thrust harder and push out further. He noticed the look on her face as she tried to watch, occasionally closing her eyes when her pleasure became too intense.

  Knowing she was interested in watching him, he moved much faster toward his release. As the slippery emission spread around and made it easier to thrust, he began to rock his hips harder and make warning sounds that his release was coming. Just before he blew, she turned over. She reached down, jerking him off, relishing the look on his face as Jack finally orgasmed.

  In the middle of his release he heard her whisper, "There it is." She milked out the last few drops with her fingers. H
e collapsed against her, breathing hard and kissing her neck, rubbing his hands along her hips and stomach while he tingled all over.

  "Now, what can I do with this, I wonder?"

  "Hmm?"

  "I have all this yummy you goo."

  "What?" He lifted his head to see her palm was full of his glistening seed. While he watched, she lifted her hand to her face, spilling it into her mouth like she was eating an oyster. His jaw hung open. "Oh my God, that is the sexiest thing I have ever seen," he whispered. She finished licking her palm clean, making him twitch and suck in air through his teeth.

  "I didn’t want to waste it. We worked so hard on it together." She moved against him, pushing her hips. "Besides, if I can’t have one, too, at least I can enjoy yours."

  He was determined to please her after that. He pushed himself to recover quicker by sliding against her again, kissing her neck and rubbing her breasts. Although he was not fully erect, he was pretty sure he could finish the job. He felt her roll forward, pushing him mostly out from between her thighs, then she used her fingers to push his head in and angled her hips to make it easier.

  She was giggling as he rolled behind her to position himself just behind her hips. He lifted her body and pushed himself in slowly, adjusting the angle until his erection was more firm. She hugged a pillow as he began to thrust, feeling himself stiffen as he moved faster. He pushed down to rub against the front wall of her sex, hitting the perfect spot, making her gasp.

  After he got going, he built up speed and power, letting his thighs slap against hers. She began to purr and moan, pushing against his thrusts, then started a kind of tight-voiced cry as he felt her begin to quiver, her legs seeming to lose strength when her release started. Jack lifted her slightly by her hips to pull her hard against his thrusts to keep the pace. Her cries changed pitch, becoming longer and louder until she was screaming into the pillow, catching her breath only to scream out again.

  She finally reached back to rest her hand on his stomach. "Enough, enough, I’m spent. I never knew. I never knew, oh God, I never knew. I could die now."

  He eased himself out of her, laying her gently on the bed, and then rubbed her back softly as he lay down beside her. He rested his head on his hand, elbow on the bed, looking at her with wonder.

  "You are the sexiest, most amazing woman I’ve ever met. You’re smart, beautiful, God I just wish I’d met you ten years ago."

  "You would have been arrested as a pedophile," she whispered, but smiled at the sentiment.

  "Julie, what I wouldn’t give for a do over with you."

  "Right now, I’d just be your rebound. You need some time to get on your feet. I’m not going anywhere." She chuckled. "Hell, after this you’ll have to chase me off with a broom." She closed her eyes and smiled.

  "I don’t want to chase you off, and I’ll give it time, but I want to see you again, too. Take you out to a movie. Go do something fun."

  "This wasn’t fun?" She arched her left eyebrow.

  "You know what I mean."

  "I know, but I also see you’re goofy after sex. You better watch what you promise."

  "You’ll see."

  "Good." She had a sweet smile on her face. "I’d like that." He watched her relax as her breathing slowed into sleep.

  Jack wanted to stay and watch her sleep, but he really needed to pee. After he was done, he put on some shorts and a comfortable undershirt. He then stepped quietly out into the kitchen, cleaning up the mess they had left the night before. He then decided to have breakfast with Julie rather than going to his sales meeting.

  He intended to leave a message, but his admin Nancy answered on the first ring. "MJP Engineering, this is Nancy."

  "Hello, Nancy, you’re in early. I was planning on leaving a message. Would you do me favor please?"

  "Let me guess, you want to push the sales meeting."

  "You are a mind reader, Nance. I’ll be in by 11:00."

  She sighed. "Jack, I’ll do it, but Mike already sent in an RSVP for 10:00."

  "Why is he coming to a sales meeting?"

  "I’m sure I don’t know. Would you like me to see if he can come at 11:00 before I move it?"

  "Sure, if he’s in already. Can I hold for an answer please?"

  Jack listened to a deep voice describing the advantages of using MJP brand mud pumps until the line picked up again.

  "Jack! What’s going on today?" Mike Phillips had an Australian drawl that made everything he said sound like a bad movie quote.

  "Nothing, Mike, just need to do some things this morning. Sophie has been after me to get the house listed so we can do the division of property crap. I wanted to get it done before she hires a hit man."

  Mike laughed. "That’s fine. I was just worried you might be sick again. You’ve been sick a lot lately."

  "I don’t think that’s going to be an issue anymore, Mike." He couldn’t keep the giddy excitement out of his voice.

  "So, what’s her name?" Mike asked with a conspiratorial edge to his question.

  "Julie," Jack said before he could really consider the wisdom of answering.

  "Good," Mike said with definite approval. "You’ve been down for an eight-count, Jack. I’m glad to see you getting back up to fight some more."

  "Thanks, Mike. I swear, I feel like a new man this morning. Just give me a little more time and I’ll make this all up to you. You’ll see."

  "I believe you, buddy. I’ll get Nancy to move the meeting until 11:00. Maybe we could do lunch afterward and you can give me the juicy details. OK?"

  "You have no idea how appropriate that comment is." Jack said with a chuckle. "I’ll see you at 11:00."

  Chapter 4: Jack

  Jack danced around pulling out bacon and eggs from the fridge, and pans and oil from the cupboard then set to making Julie breakfast. He was just cooking the last from the package of bacon when he heard the toilet flush in the on-suite bathroom.

  Julie came out wearing an old pair of sweats Sophie hadn’t worn since college and his colorful silk kimono as a robe. Her hair was tousled and her face was flushed, giving her a kind of waifish look that took his breath away. He couldn’t shake the feeling that he was dreaming, that some moment he would wake up and this would all be gone. He felt his darkness fighting to return, but her presence blew it away like it was a little smoke in a storm.

  He smiled at her and asked, "Are you hungry?"

  "Starving! I can’t remember if I ate my steak last night or not."

  "Nope, I cleaned up outside this morning and threw away the food we left out all night."

  "What time is it?" she asked, combing her hair with her fingers.

  "8:30, I have to be at work by 11:00. So we have plenty of time."

  "I’ll wash these clothes and bring them back," she said. "I couldn’t bear the thought of trying to squeeze into my jeans right now."

  "That’s fine. You look great in my robe, by the way. Better than me by a long shot."

  She wandered to the fridge and pulled out orange juice, grapes and an apple. Jack watched as she stood on her tip toes. The curve of her foot and calf was surprisingly erotic to him. Every inch of her was a delight waiting to be explored. He took a deep breath and returned to cooking the bacon.

  The orange juice went into glasses, and the fruits in bowls. The kitchen table had four chairs and was covered with kids’ stuff, like artwork, crayons, and the pink sneakers. He watched her carefully pick it all up and place it in a neat pile on a side table near the wall, setting out their breakfast plates.

  Jack brought over the frying pan and slid two fried eggs into her plate, then sat the plate of cooked bacon in the middle of the table. He quickly fried his own eggs while she nibbled on a piece of bacon, looking good enough to eat herself.

  He brought over the frying pan again, smiling at her as he put his eggs in his plate, then put it into the sink, cooling it with a little water. After he sat down, they ate in silence for a few minutes, glancing at each other with contented
smiles. When she finished eating, she reached over and patted his arm.

  "Thanks, for everything. I don’t know what I expected when I came over last night, but I’m glad I did." She actually teared up a little. "I hope you were serious about wanting to see me again."

  Jack put his hand over hers. "Yes, I am. It’s gonna be tricky for a while with Sophie trying to screw me to the wall, but if you can stand the drama, I can promise it will get better. Eventually."

  Just as he was preparing to eat the last bite he heard the garage door opener rumble into life. The darkness crowded back into his head as he heard Sophie slam the door to her Suburban, the girls giggling and shouting excitedly at the prospect of being home and seeing their Dad. He felt like throwing up. "Speak of the devil and she appears."

  "Just keep cool," Julie said. "This is your house. We’re all adults."

  The seconds ticked by until the door finally opened. Jen and Lisa ran in past Sophie screaming, "Daddy, Daddy!" He saw Sophie look around for a second before zeroing in on Julie with a look of contempt. She didn’t seem as surprised as Jack expected, but then he remembered her car was parked out front.

  "Lisa! Jen! What are you doing here! I thought you were staying with Grandma all week." He bent down to hug them both.

  "We are going back, but Mama said she needed to see something," Jen said, then whispered, "Grandma told me to tell you hello and she is sad for us."

  That made him tear up a little. "I know, Sugar. It’ll be OK, though. You’ll see."

  He heard Sophie introduce herself to Julie. "I’m Sophie." He watched as she extended her hand with a look on her face like she was changing Lisa’s dirty diaper.

  "I’m Julie," she said with a smile. Jack was amazed at how calm she was, staring straight into Sophie’s eyes and shaking hands firmly.

  "Would you mind giving Jack and me a minute?"

  "Sure, how about I take the girls out in the backyard to play for a bit?"