For the Love of One?

[LongWalkHome]

OOC:

Eric was a young man when he became addicted. It wasn't intentional, it had just happened. A casual thing that grew and grew until it was beyond his control, if he wanted to control the demon within him that is.

All around athlete, co valedictorian and voted most likely to succeed he became a hopeless addict. But his body didn't fail, nor his mind, rather he kept his lean, good looks and full head of dark hair, his eyes flashing blue and keen wits.

But regardless of health his sanity was doubted as he announced one day he was going to the big city, following the drug of his choice and to make a new life with her.

Her. The high school sweetheart she had fallen in love with promised to live and die for, to give his life for if required. And he was ready, and willing, but had never planned to do it day by day.

IC:

"Pickup the phone, dammit! I know you're there and laughing at me” I left the urgent message and swore, slamming the phone down. It had been nearly a year since we moved to the big city. At first we had been two lovebirds in our cozy little nest, then she had decided to spread her wings and fly. But still I couldn't stop thinking about her, wondering if she cared the way I did still, dreamed about her touch and the way we used to move together as I did.

The phone rang and I picked it up, praying to hear her voice on the other end, just this once.

"Yes, This is Eric Randle" I answered disappointed as I identified the voice as only a client "Manager of Security Investments"

The day was going to be a long one, I knew as I adjusted her picture and continued to listen to the boring voice on the other end.

"Yes, I'll put a bid in for one thousand shares at 55 dollars per"
I agreed and hung up the phone, eager to call again.

 

[WhisperingRain]

Walking into my small apartment, I was instantly greeted by the sound of his voice coming through on the answering machine. I shook my head, smiling with the knowledge that he was angry. Well, he could just wait, it wasn’t as if he hadn’t made me wait before.

I walked pass the phone, stripping off my skirt and blouse while I made my way to the bathroom. I turned the shower water on, stripped off my panties and bra and took a quick shower. I then dried off, wrapping a towel around my thick almost black hair and stood looking at myself in the mirror, thinking about the offer I had just been given to pose for a magazine.

Standing at 5’7, 34C and weighing only 110lbs they said I was perfect for what they were looking for, the only problem was, did I really want to pose naked. Me, Brooke Madison, the girl that had never gotten in trouble growing up and had finished high school with honors. The girl who also had moved to the big city and had lived with her childhood sweetheart, whom everyone had thought would surely be married by now. God, how things had changed.

I heard Eric’s voice again on the phone, and I told myself to let it ring, he could wait. I slipped on a robe and after pouring a glass of wine, I sat down on the couch starring at the phone. Why was he calling now? How long had I waited for him to call and tried to convince myself it was over between us?

But having heard his voice, I had to replay his messages several times. I couldn’t help myself and the more I heard him, the more I remembered the way he touched me, the way he had aroused me like no other. I finally picked up the phone, and dialed his number, but then hung up. No, hadn’t I told him I needed to spread my wings, experience more of life and wasn’t that what I was doing?

I stood and began pacing, trying to stop my heart from racing. Why did I have to feel this just at hearing his voice? But I knew, as much as I wanted to ignore him, I also needed him, wanted him, like bee needs honey, or like a rose needs thorns.

I couldn’t stand it any more, I picked up the phone and dialed his number.

I could tell just in the way that he answered, that his patience was running out.

“I’ve been busy Eric, I had a job interview today and just got in. What seems to be so urgent.” I said in cool voice.

 

[LongWalkHome]

Eric

I winced at the tone of her voice and in a twisted way marveled at how I loved the sound in the same instant. Still she was cross with me and that made it even more difficult for me to say what I felt. What could I do? I needed an excuse to explain why I had called her repeatedly, something so much more believable than "I miss you" or "I just wanted to hear your voice".

She would never go for that, Brooke Madison letting sentimentality get to her? Never!

"I wanted to discuss the joint lease we both hold on your apartment, Brooke" I alibied quickly, not wanting to grovel, at least not so quickly. "It expires in a couple of weeks and there is the question of the deposit we both put down?"

Couple of weeks? Ten days, seventeen and one half hours to be exact. We broke up exactly one year after being together and I left the apartment never to return. And regretting it every second since.

"I'd like to ssss, meet you so we can discuss and solve this face to face" I had nearly slipped and told her I wanted to SEE her, in fact I did, caring less about the deposit. "I'll bring the papers over to our, errr YOUR apartment and we can take care of this, ok?"

I agreed on her suggestion for the time, wanting to draw out the conversation as she told me she thought we could do this without meeting, just wanting to hear her lilting voice for a minute longer.

"The lease states we both need to sign off if one person isn't in residence" I corrected gently, then tried to soften the argument.

"It will be ni..." I heard the click of the receiver and then the dial tone humming its cold tune to me, cut off in midsentence.

"Nice to see you again" I finished, laying my own phone down and telling myself at least I'd see her in two days. Correction, twenty hours and thirteen minutes, I told myself with a smile.

 

[WhisperingRain]

Brooke

“Damn!” I quickly hung up the phone and picked up the piece of paper I had on my desk. So that’s how it’s going to be, is it? Several months ago I had come across the lease and had been deciding what to do about it. Funny, I had even thought on and off about calling Eric and asking him if he had wanted to move back in, try again.

And to think he was actually calling just to talk to me. I should have known he wouldn’t miss an opportunity to let me know just how final our relationship was. Although him walking out a year ago like he did had told me plenty.

I picked up my glass of wine, finishing it quickly and went to bed, tossing and turning all night. Several times I woke up in a sweat, gasping for breath and my heart beating rapidly, looking at the pillows next to me expecting to see him only to realize once again I had been dreaming as I had so often done.

For the next two days, I tried not to think about the meeting with Eric, keeping busy with my waitress job at the small diner and going out on job interviews when I could. I thought about how much better it would have been if I had managed to have a great job before seeing him again, but jobs were hard to come by. Damn, here I was thinking about him again and I couldn’t believe it was only hours before I was finally going to see him.

After work, I raced home to get ready with my heart racing the entire time. I had to keep reminding myself that he had walked out and was now coming over to finalize everything. And I wasn’t about to let him see that this bothered me. So after showering, I put on a pair of tight fitting blue jeans and a snug white tank top. Underneath, I had on a white thong, but after some thought, I decided to skip wearing a bra. At least he would get a good look at what he had walked out on.

When I had just finished dressing, I heard the doorbell and looked at the clock, noticing he was a little early. I quickly ran a brush through my hair and rushed to the door, stopping myself right before I opened it. I took a deep breath, waited for him to ring the bell again and then finally opened the door.

“Eric, you’re a little early, but no problem. Come in a minute and I’ll get the lease so we can get this over with.”

I quickly turned away from him, not wanting him to see the look in my eyes until I had some control back. God he looked so good! I walked away slowly, making sure my body swayed a lot while I went to get the papers.

 

[LongWalkHome]

Eric

I stood admiring her as she knew I would, the hypnotic sway of her buttocks holding my eyes to them.

“Eric, you’re a little early, but no problem. Come in a minute and I’ll get the lease so we can get this over with.”

She tossed the words over her shoulder and it struck me hard as with no doubt she knew it would. I pulled the dram of California champagne from behind my back and set it on her counter, pushing it back and behind a bouquet of fresh flowers placed there.


"No doubt from her newest love" I mumbled to myself "But he doesn't know her favorite...yet"

I reached inside the blazer I wore and carefully brought out a lone, paper wrapped flower, a rose tinged with shades of violet and blue that had become a trademark in our relationship. I parted the bouquet of bright yellow and orange flowers, centering the offering of peace I had brought, a token that would remain unseen and unused.

Moving to the table on the far side of the room I took a seat uninvited and admired the room, her touch evident in each corner, each wall and piece of furniture. It made mine look like it felt each night, cold and lonely when I walked thru the doors.

But it was how she wanted it. The first words from her lips in lieu of a greeting "so we can get this over"

Shrugging I watch her return, the jeans molded to her body, the white tank top verifying the full breasts and erect nipples that didn't need the absentee bra to support them.

"Thanks Babbles" I slipped then corrected as I used a name I used to tease her with during our pillow talk "err Brooke"

God how I wanted to reach out and hold her, pull her to me and feel her body against mine again as we kissed. But instead, I opened the lease and signed it with a flourish, then pulled out the check I had made out beforehand.

"It's what I owe you in full" I explained laying it on the coffee table along with the lease. "My part of the fees for the past months, less the deposit"

I couldn't help but admire her, her eyes, her face, the full lips I used to kiss with mine. And how she kept herself in such good shape, or had it been that long?

"I'm sorry for intruding, I thought it would be more convenient for you this way" I lied, knowing I had wanted to see her just one more time. "I'm glad you're doing so well"

I rose from the chair, knowing inside she just wanted me to LEAVE...then remembered and dug into my pants pocket.

"I never gave you these back, I imagine you changed the locks though"

Holding the pair of keys out I pressed them into her open hand as she lifted it palm up, feeling the warmth and electricity from it spread into my own. I had kept the keys hoping one day she would call me and it would all return to normal, we'd be back together as we dreamed.

"Dreams die hard, don't they?" I said gently, letting my hand slide from her still open one and turning to the door

 

[WhisperingRain]

Brooke

Babbles -- I felt a light fluttering hearing him use the name he teased me with. That seemed so long ago when I’d slap his shoulder or pucker my lip and pout when he would call me that, but he had always known how I loved it along with the rest of his teasing.

I watched him sign the papers and there was no mistaking it, he looked better than he ever did. The way his muscles flexed beneath his shirt as he moved made me want to tug at his shirt, slip my hands inside and feel every muscle, every hair on his chest, his arms, his back. The way his jeans fit tight against his legs giving hints to what way lay underneath. I took a breath, feeling flushed, needing these thoughts to stop.

I'm sorry for intruding, I thought it would be more convenient for you this way…I'm glad you're doing so well…

His words seemed miles away as I found myself lost in the depth of his blue eyes. Seeing our past in them, the love shared, the intense lovemaking we shared. Was there something else I saw, a spark of desire or was that just something I wanted to see?

I looked down at his hand when he put the keys in my palm and just the touch of his hand inflamed me.

Dreams die hard, don't they?

“That’s it! Just like that! Here’s your money, here’s your keys, bye!” I blurted out, suddenly overcome with a mixture of rage and desire. I wasn’t sure if I was mad he was walking away again or if I was mad that he had made no moves to touch me, to show me he wanted me as much as I wanted him at this very moment.

I moved almost in front of him, putting my hand on his at the door knob and pressed against him pushing so his back was against the door. My fingers ran through his hair grasping it.

“Not even a good bye kiss! Farewell, it’s been nice!”

Before I knew it, I had pulled him to me, my mouth crushing the his lips, my tongue pushing between his teeth. I kissed him with a fire and passion that had been building since the day he walked out. And it was only a brief second before I felt his hands in my hair, pressing my head to him, returning my kiss with the same passion.

When our kiss broke, neither of us moved, both of us breathless and I stared into his eyes. I wasn’t sure if I saw confusion, anger, desire or a mixture of all and I wasn’t sure myself what I felt other than I wanted him right now.

“You could have at least poured us the champagne you brought before walking out again.” With that, my lips again were on his, hungry to taste what I had longed for since our last time together.

 

[LongWalkHome]

Eric

My heart leaped at the feel of her full breasts pressed to my chest, her lips soft and warm crushed to mine and in that instant I no longer cared.

I wrapped one arm around her shoulders and the second under her trim waist, then lifted Brooke from the floor and into my arms. Our lips broke for a second, a second that gave me the time to look into her passion filled eyes as I strode towards the master bedroom.

"Let's save the champagne for afterwards" I suggested in a husky voice "It can wait, I can't"

Suddenly the weight of the world was gone and I felt like a new man, carrying the weightless burden of the one I cared for most in this world to a familiar and safe corner. I laughed, then bowed my head agai, capturing her willing lips with mine and savoring the taste of them and her tongue as it crept out and did battle with mine. A gentle kick and the door was open, our destination in sight as she wrapped her arms and womanly scent around me.

"Tell me you want me Babbles" I implored to her, my eyes suddenly serious, my face sober as I half asked, half commanded.

"Tell me you've wanted me as much as I have you"

I didn't want arguments or apologies at this moment, rather I needed to hear the passion and want in her voice, her words, her body.

Heavy eyelids opened revealing dark, smokey eyes as her full lips confessed gently.

"I've never stopped, Ricky"

And then the words stopped. Stopped as I loered her to the bed and joined her. Stopped as our clothes were tugged and pulled, buttons popping and giving way to our want, our passion, our raw NEED.

And suddenly words were no longer needed as I perched over her nude and glorious body, feasting on it's youthful firmness and mature fullness, enjoying the sight I had dreamed of for much too long.

"Kiss me you idiot" Brooke grinned up at me and wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me down to her, my body covering her soft curves with my harder ones, her thighs opening it's warm cleft for my swollen, rigid need.

We kissed and I felt the magic wrap its arms around us, warming my skin and stealing my breath as I felt Brookes mound grind against me and I pressed the tip into it in return.

I broke the kiss but the magic stayed, Brookes vision of beauty swimming in front of my eyes as I slid myself into her velvet interior and heard her gasp and moan in approval.

And then the age old rythm we had perfected took over, our bodies thrusting against in each other in perfect time, our sounds of loving blending together and filling my ears.

 

[WhisperingRain]

I couldn’t believe this was actually happening, how I had longed to be in his arms again, to feel the heat of his body against mine.

“I’ve never stopped, Ricky” I heard myself saying.

Within no time we were naked, I feel the warmth of his body against mine. I breathe in his scent, my hands are all over touching him, pulling him to me wanting to devour him. There is no past or future at this moment, only that he is here, now.

When our kiss breaks, our eyes meet and the desire I see in his eyes and feel in my heart makes time stand still. This moment is ours, the gorgeous, passionate man I fell in love with is mine once again. My legs spread and I arch my body, grinding myself against him, urgent to feel him once again deep inside me.

I wrap my legs around him as he enters me and our hips meet, our bodies filling each other with a need so long awaited. My hands grip his hips, pulling him within me deeper and deeper, the scent and sounds of our lovemaking filling the room. How long it has been since I felt like this, wanted this, our bodies joining together.

“Ricky, tell me how much you need me, how much you want me, desire me.” I moan, wanting to feel not only his body but even his words once again touch my very soul. I see the answer in his eyes, the lust the desire so apparent in his and my own.

My hands go to his shoulders and my knees hold fast to his hips as I lean my body pushing him onto his back. I straddle above him with him still buried deep inside me, and quickly grab his wrists bringing them above his head. Rocking my hips, riding him hard, I look deep in his eyes, knowing he sees what I need, knows my desires just as I know his.

“I need to hear you tell me, I need you to show me. God Ricky I’ve missed you!”

 

[LongWalkHome]

Eric

“I need to hear you tell me, I need you to show me. God Ricky I’ve missed you!”

The words tore at me as I lay under her, feeling her body move on mine as I stared into her eyes.

"You're the only one, Babbles" I moaned as she lifted nearly off me and twisted her hips "The only one I've ever trusted, needed or laid my self open to"

It was the truth. In this hard, fast city she was the only person I had ever trusted, or loved. There had been other women since we had parted, quick and meaningless one night stands that had satisfied the body, but NOT my soul.

'You're the only one I need and without you..." I gritted my teeth as she lowered herself on me and cupped my head in her hands, hushing me with a kiss.

I let the passion of our lips finish what I was thinking, knowing that the moment was all that counted as I raised my hips to meet her next thrust downward and felt her quiver. It was like this every time we were together, if we were mad at each other or celebrating, the fireworks were always there when we were together.

I cupped her full breasts in my hands, teasing the rubbery nipples into full hardness and closed my eyes, I didn't need them to know I was in heaven anyways and didn't want to open them and find it was over.

I met her thrust with each of my own, knowing we were driving each other towards a common point, one we both wanted and needed so badly. I met her and felt the pleasure it gave both of us, heard our moans and sighs blend together in one melody and felt our hearts pounding together in unison as she leaned forward to kiss me time and time again.

It was a battle, not one against each other, but a battle to hold back from the release we wanted, to enjoy each other as long as we could. And to reach that peak, together. I felt Brooke shudder and opened my eyes, knowing she was losing as I was and wanting to watch her defeat as I felt my own nearing.

 

[WhisperingRain]

You're the only one I need and without you...

Those were the only words I needed to hear, my heart wanted to explode. It felt like a lifetime since I had last heard him say that. My mouth was on his, our passion soaring as we gave into the desires we so long had kept from each other.

My breasts, nipples hardened under his touch, intense with pleasure, something only he had the power to make me feel. No other had ever stirred such passion in me, always the others had left me missing what only Eric filled deep within me.

Our moans grew louder as we thrust together, building, yet withholding what we wanted to make last forever. I arched my back, my arms reaching behind me and I clutched his thighs. I began to shudder, no longer being able to hold back the climax that had been building up in me.

“I can’t hold back any more, baby.” I cried out and the walls of my pussy started pulsing around his cock, sucking him in even deeper. I reached my hand between his legs and squeezed his tightening sacks, forcing a deep moan from him. “Oh yessssss….cum with me Ricky.”

His hands squeezed the cheeks of my ass tight as he thrust and exploded inside me. My body shook violently and hot heated energy flooded me, filling me so completely. I finally collapsed down on his chest with his cock still buried inside me. I could feel his heart beating against mine, both of us panting, beads of sweat dripping from our bodies as the scent of sex filled the room.

 

[LongWalkHome]

Eric

I wrapped my arms around her and held her body, basking in the after glow of the sex we had just shared and the feelings they had created, no, not created but brought back to life again.

"Babbles? You know I love you right?" I kissed her head and then her tousled hair, feeling her own face nestled in the hollow of my neck and shoulder.

"Mmmmm, as I do you, Ricky" The words came to me softly, vibrating off my neck and making me grin. I drifted one hand down her trim back, enjoying the hollow of it and then the curves of her buttocks, feeling her shiver as I played with her taut ass cheeks.

"You're talking love and your hands are saying sex" She teased and then lifted her head, her eyes shining.

"Wouldn't it be better if we did both ALL the time?" I suggested gently, knowing I was treading on shallow ice with her. "I still have the ring"

I moved to kiss her lips and opened my eyes wide as she pulled back, her hands pressing my chest and lifting her half off me. It was the argument that always started it, the one that always tore us apart, when I spoke of being together.

"Awww, Babs, Come back here" I pouted for real as she sat on top of me and glared downward.

 

[WhisperingRain]

Brooke

“Why do you always have to bring that up? Especially now for Gods sakes!” I asked, irritated. Only just minutes ago having shared such wonderful passion, and now this. I shake my head, disgusted, knowing it’s what I should have expected. I swing my legs around as I start to get off the bed.

“Wait, you’re right.” He said grabbing my arm, stopping me from getting off the bed. “Bad timing. Let’s forget I mentioned it for now. Babs come back to bed.”

“No.” I pouted and pulled my arm from his grip. “You’ve ruined the mood. I don’t know why you just can’t leave well enough alone.” I walk away from the bed, grabbing my robe that hangs on the door and wrap it around myself. “We love each other, you’re the only man who drives me crazy with want and desire, so much so that it hurts sometimes. Why is that not enough for you?” I walk out of the room, leaving him there to think about the words I have so often told him.

“Brooke, it is enough.” He finally says walking into the kitchen naked and leans against the counter next to me. “But you know what I want, you know what the ring means to me. I don’t understand why that is so difficult for you.”

“I’ve explained that to you. I’ve seen what that does, how it changes things, how people change. How they go from being so hot for each other and then soon it’s just kisses and hugs. No excitement, no heat. I’ve told you this before.” I say somewhat frustrated while I reach up taking two wine glasses off the shelf and put several ice cubes in each. I can feel the heat of his naked body with him standing there so close to me and I swear to myself. He knows the affect he has on me when he walks around like this. He knows how much I love looking at him, touching him, running my hands all over his body.

“It doesn’t have to be like that.” He whispers in my ear, running his fingertips ever so gently down my back and a shiver goes down my spine. “Babs, come back to bed.”

“And you will let the subject drop, for good?” I reply trying to keep my cool, although he knows he is already getting to me. Reaching for the champagne my ass presses against him, and I take a deep breath.

“Come back to bed Babs.” He whispers leaning over me, taking the champagne from my hands and setting it down on the counter.

“No.” I rely as he still hasn’t answered my question and I move away out of his reach. Before leaving the room I turn and look at him with a grin on my face, my eyes boldly travel his body. “Make me.” I whisper and turn to leave.

 

[LongWalkHome]

Eric

"Make me!" ???

It was a game we used to play and now I stood there wondering. Did she want to play again or was it for real?
Either way I didn't want to lose her or the shared intimacy we had just shared, after so long of ignoring each other.

I lunged forward and wrapped my arms around her, feeling the half swollen length of my cock wedge between her firm buttocks as I pinned her arms down and wrapped my hand over her mouth.

"Make you?" I replied in a deep, low voice. "Maybe I should make you do this as well?"

Guiding her to the edge of the tousled bed I bent her over it and began to rub the tip of my now fully erect cock against her warm and still moist cleft, then thrust it quickly into her and began pounding as I moved my hands to her breasts.

"Do you still like it like this, Bab's?" I moaned thrusting harder and harder as I tweaked her nipples into hard buttons. I gave her little time to reply as my abdomen slapped her firm ass and thighs with each hard thrust, her words coming out between them in disjointed sentences. "Tell me what you like?"

 

[WhisperingRain]

Brooke

“Oh God…” How long it had been since I felt like this, my nipples aching from his touch. “Oh God don’t stop…” My heart was racing with everything with the feel his belly slapping against my ass as his cock drove into my pussy.

Do you still like it like this, Bab's?

“You know I do…” I moaned, my back arched and I thrust my hips to meet his. The slapping of my ass against him was driving me crazy. “Dammit, fuck me hard! You know what I want! What I like!” I cried out and raised my hands to his head, pulling his hair, pulling him to me and crushed my lips to his. I kissed him with a fiery passion, my tongue thrust into his mouth like his cock plunged into my gripping pussy. God how I loved when he was rough, when our passion went beyond all reason and we just gave into the intensity of what we were feeling.

“Dammit Babs!” He groaned when I bit is lower lip as our kiss broke. I could see the lust in his eyes and the force of his thrusts told me he was feeling the same heated energy that we had both missed. With his hands at my hips, he quickly turned my over with my belly on the bed and feet on the floor. His fingers bit into my hips and he pulled me to him urgently at the same time burying himself deep inside my throbbing pussy. “Like this Babs? You still like this, hard and rough?” He groaned continuing to drive into me.

“Oh God yes Ricky!” I cried out instantly feeling the waves of my fist climax building.

 

[LongWalkHome]

Eric

How a woman built like Bab's could stand an assault like I was giving her?

The thought flashed thru my mind and was then cleansed from it as the first wave of raw lust pulsed thru me, making my heart pound, my blood boil, my mind reeling from it all as I gripped her hips and slammed into her over and over.

I heard a growl and was surprised to realize it was my own, coming low in my throat and escaping past my clenched teeth and suddenly knew what it was about Bab's that held me to her.

She was a perfect mirror to my own, matching me in every way from her lust for sex, her drive and determination, even her own self guided righteousness.

I raised my hand and drove it downward, striking her flank with full force and without warning, knowing it stung by the way my own hand burned from the blow. And grinned as she howled! Howled not in just pain but pleasure, wanting more and giving primitive voice to it as I drove her beyond the brink of her first orgasm, driving me nearly to my own as I thrust into her gyrating body from behind.

And then just as quickly it was my own turn, my chest and arms swelling as the wave hit me and washed my mind with pure, white pleasure as the orgasm pulsed in my loins and burned itself upwards.

A second time I heard my own voice, hardly recognizing it in it's tone and intensity as I echoed Brookes in a cry of pleasure.

"Yessssssssssssssssss!"

Our combined weight and lack of energy drove us to the surface of the bed, arms and legs akimbo as we drew each other together, the heat of our skin lending to the aura of satisfaction we had just achieved. And in that moment I knew what tortured me so, what drove me nearly insane as she refused my offer each time I gave it.

I couldn't stand the thought of losing her or knowing she was with another, I selfishly wanted her all for myself.

"Babs, You are my one and only" I moaned, kissing her and feeling her passion slick breasts graze over my chest.

 

[WhisperingRain]

“Ricky you’re the only one for me too” I whispered, kissing him again. I pressed myself against him, always wanting to feel some part of his hard body touching the warm skin of mine.

My body burned and ached from our lovemaking, but I reveled in it, finally feeling the satisfaction that I had been yearning, needing since we had parted. It was only him that had ever been able to fulfill the inside me. I laid my head against the warmth of his shoulder and my hand on his chest feeling the beat of his heart as it calmed.

It wasn’t long before both of us were asleep wrapped within the embraces of each others arms. Completely exhausted for the first time in months, I slept so sound I doubt I would have heard even a gunshot go off if it had been in the same room with me. It was Eric that had heard my alarm go off the next morning and turned it off. He whispered in my ear that it was time to get up at the same his hands caressed leisurely over breast and my nipples hardened instantly.

“Already, seems like I just fell asleep.” I said, only stirring slightly from my slumber.

“Well, you could always call in sick and spend the day in bed with me.” He teased softly and his fingers tweaked my stiffening nipple.

“You have no idea how I wish I could. Any other day I would, but today I have a very important meeting with a magazine company.” I remarked, now wishing I would have scheduled that appointment for any other day but today.

As he asked about the meeting, his one hand continued teasing my nipples while his other hand strayed and caressed over my already damp pussy. I spread my legs slightly giving him better access and swore to myself. The more he touched me, the more I started actually thinking about rescheduling.

“I have to give them my decision about posing for their magazine. Although it’s only a temporary thing, it would be a lot of money. The only thing I wasn’t sure about was that I would be posing nude for it.” I told him, actually wanting to hear his reaction to this. I had almost decided against doing it, but still wasn’t sure. His hands immediately stopped caressing me upon hearing this and I could feel his body tensing against mine.

“You are planning on telling them no.” He remarked more like a command, not a question.

“What if I tell them yes? I don’t see the harm in doing that.” I said, beginning to feel irritated that he was trying to tell me not to do it. “Although I don’t see the harm in it, it definitely shouldn’t bother you if I do.” I then got off the bed and went to the bathroom to take a shower before work. I could already feel the beginnings of an argument in the air and again heard the words his whispered the night before, Babs, you are my one and only. Somehow I knew those words and me posing nude were going to come to play in the discussion we were fast approaching.

 

[LongWalkHome]

Eric

It was a flaw of the male species and I excelled in that flaw. Still it would have helped to not scream in the end.

It was a reflection after the fact, sadly.

"You can't" I had hotly declared "MY Bab's NUDE for the world to slobber over?"

And she persisted with her argument, the exact words she sad forgotten already but the tone?

"DAMNITALLTOHELL!!!" I had growled at her, crossing one of her most unfavorite lines. Swear with her but NEVER at her.

"You're mine Bab's!" I swore selfishly "If you cared?"

I had pushed her against an imagined wall and when she resisted? I pushed harder, not letting her get completely dressed, standing in her way as she moved to her closets, her bathroom.

"I won't have MY" I had begun and she countered, having enough of my bullish ways.

"Your WHAT?" Her eyes cutting me to pieces as she began "And that crack about caring you selfish..."

It had escalated quickly beyond that, WAY beyond that, insults tossed back and forth as she dressed and demanded me NOT to be waiting when she returned. I stormed out after she had left, cursing myself for believing it had been something special and letting my guard down only to get hurt.

I did something I had never done before. Found the nearest pub and stayed there until I was drunk, soiled, polluted beyond knowing where I was, or caring. It was an event that was soon to be a day to day occurence for me, and a disastrous one.

 

[WhisperingRain]

Brooke

The entire morning I spent waiting on customers, all I kept thinking about was the argument we had. Damn him for being so selfish, so possessive. I couldn’t believe in just a few short hours we had made mad passionate love and then fought with such hurting words. His intimation once again present, bullying me, always yelling, but not listening.

It was the same thing as the ring, ownership, possession. I was only his and that meant in everything. His to be with, to look at, to talk to and to touch, but just his. Why couldn’t he see that my heart was his and I really wanted no other? Why did he need me to take that damn ring to prove it. And why in the hell would he think posing naked for some silly pictures would change how I felt about him.

By the time my appointment was scheduled, my anger had built up to rage having once again believed things might have worked out between us. So feeling angered and hurt, wanting to strike out, I walked into the my meeting and quickly told them yes, I would do it. We discussed all the details and several days later, the photo’s were taken. Although by that time, I had calmed down some and was rather nervous about doing the shoot. But, pride and anger always did have a tendency to get the best of me and I went ahead with the pictures.

The next several months, my anger had dwindled down to nothing, and again I was missing the warmth of his body next to mine. I was craving the touch of his hands and lips on my body, and I did everything in my power to try not to think about him. It was Friday night and I had finally given in and accepted a date with Paul. He had been after me for quite sometime and he seemed to be a nice guy. He was very attractive as well, but nothing compared to Eric. Shit, there I did again, damn why couldn’t I just forget about Eric. It wasn’t meant to be and I needed to keep reminding myself of that.

I dressed wearing a white backless dress that fit snug, accentuating every curve of my body. The dress came to mid thigh and I knew if I bent over to far, whoever was looking would not only see the tops of my thigh highs, but quite possibly the white thong I wore underneath. I could tell by the expression on Paul’s face that he was very happy at what he was seeing when I answered the door.

After we had a nice dinner he drove me to a pub that he said had some great music where we could dance and have a few drinks. With his arm around my waist we walked in and found a cozy table for two in the back of the dimly lit pub. It was after several drinks that I finally noticed who was sitting alone at the bar. Not only was he sitting there, but was staring at us, but quickly turned away when I noticed. My heart raced just at seeing him and I wondered how long he had been there. How long he had been watching us. Paul in the mean time was continuing to tell me more about his job but I barely heard the words, my thoughts drifting more to what Eric was doing here, or more like what was he thinking.

 

[LongWalkHome]

Eric

I had flushed my life down the toilet, literally. Day after day I found myself waking up to a shot of redeye on that now familiar stool, then worked myself up to the "good" stuff by noon and celebrated the afternoon away with tap beer. By dinner time I was mixing drinks off all flavor and colors, not caring what they looked like because they matched my multi colored vision by then.

At some point I was told I was fired. It didn't matter. I didn't care about the clients I had brought in for the firm anymore, just the drink that waited me at that bar counter.I knew everyone there, could recite thier names, childrens, the endless string of exwives and exgirlfriends and sympathise in a heartbeat.

It didn't help that Brooke's picture had been the hottest thing that hit the market for years, or the fact someone remembered me mentioning I once dated her. They picked up on it as guys do and ribbed me, asking for details and hinting at intimacies until I decked one of them. Still? Someone had bought an autographed picture of her and had it framed and it now hung on the wall over the far end of the bar. Try as I might I couldn't change that, there were just too many to fight at one time and I was content with the occasional loud mouth that drooled over her.

Months passed, or was it years? It really didn't matter, I told myself. Brookes career had taken off, she was the hottest model in our great city and perhaps state and mine was flushed, with a double.

Friday night, a big night for the bar and I was in my usual corner seat. I told myself I had to be drinking better stuff because I was now hallucinating, thinking Brooke had just strutted in. She even looked at me in my hallucination and I turned, shaking my head as I told myself how good she looked.

"Ummm, That's her isn't it Eric?" The night bartender asked hesitantly, nodding to the table where Brooke and some jerk sat talking "Hot Water Brook, right?"

The name irritated me as he spoke it but I couldn't blame him anymore, it was the pen name the magazine had given her when she posed, and it stuck. Stuck in my craw each time said it, or joked about where they'd like to dock their boat, or worse.

I ordered a bar whiskey and sour, then rose and moved to the table, each step making me angrier as I moved towards them and watched how FAMILIAR he was with her.

"Is that you, Brooke?" I spoke softly, knowing I had a few too many but could still hold my own in a fight if need be, in fact I hoped for..."Didn't hardly recognize you with your clothes on"

The words were barely out of my mouth when the handsome young man stood and tried to swing at me, and I tossed my full glass into his face with glee.

Now this is more like it! I cocked my fist back, intending to drive it thru the boyfriends face when a blow struck me on the side of the face and I turned to it's source...

 

[WhisperingRain]

Brooke

Dancing with Paul, I was becoming very aware of what his intentions were for the night, along with being all too aware of Eric watching us. Actually I was becoming excited by the fact that he was there watching us and I knew this had to be getting to him, especially the way Paul’s hands were caressing over my ass. I’m not sure what got into me, but it was as if I wanted to make Eric jealous. And in truth, I wanted him to watch and want me, knowing I was with someone else.

As soon as we got back to our table, Paul moved close to me and put his arm around my shoulders whispering something to me. I barely heard what he said being to preoccupied with Eric, but I laughed loudly, making sure Eric thought I was very interested in Paul. As soon as I saw him start walking to our table, I knew I had gotten to him.

Is that you, Brooke? Didn't hardly recognize you with your clothes on.

I was not shocked by what he said, but it angered and embarrassed me that he said it in front of Paul. It was also very obvious he had walked over to our table purposely to start a fight. The anger I saw on his face, only enraged mine and although it was flattering that Paul stood up on my behalf, I wanted to strike out at Eric. Not just because of his behavior or what he said and not just for all the built up anger I felt every time I looked at the empty place on the pillows in bed next to mine. But mostly because, dammit, no matter how angry he made me, there was no other man that satisfied the passion inside me like he did.

As soon as I saw Eric get ready to swing at Paul, I stood up quickly, and with all that pent up anger struck Eric on the side of his face. I hit him so hard I thought I had actually broken my hand it hurt so bad. But the shocked look on his face more than made up for it.

“That’s enough, Eric!” I shouted, making sure he could hear me above the music that was playing in the background. “You’ve had too much to drink, you need to leave.”

He retorted with a string of cuss words, hell I had never even heard half of them before in my life and again I reached out to strike him, but this time he grabbed my wrist, tightly clamping his hand around it. Naturally Paul went to stop him, but I immediately told Paul to stay out of it. My heart was already racing, and as Eric looked at me with fire in his eyes, squeezing my wrist, my panties were already beginning to feel damp. When he finally let go of my wrist, he didn’t say a word, but his eyes bore into me and I could actually feel the heat from them.

“Paul, I’m sorry about this, but I need to take my friend home. He’s had too much to drink and I don’t want him driving. I’m really sorry.” I said and without giving him a chance to answer, I grabbed Eric’s arm and started pushing him to the door. “Where’s you car?” I said angrily at the same time trying to hide the emotions that were going on inside me.

 

[LongWalkHome]

Eric

It wasn't the force of the blow that stunned me. It was who was behind it and the fact she would do it. The fact cleared my mind of the alchohol induced buzz I had been enjoying and brought me back to reality as she announced loudly.

“That’s enough, Eric! You’ve had too much to drink, you need to leave.”

I glared at her date, it was the only thing I could think of doing and not make a further ass of myself in front of the crowded bar. And then her words to her date made me smirk as she announced she was leaving with...me?

“Paul, I’m sorry about this, but I need to take my friend home. He’s had too much to drink and I don’t want him driving. I’m really sorry.”

She took the lead and tugged at my sleeve, pulling me past the table where "Paul" stood mouth agape, but not before I got the punch in I wanted.

"Make note of who she's going home with Bub and notice it's not you"

The crack made his face go red and I grinned as Brooke pulled me out of the bar and to the concrete sidewalk.

“Where’s you car?”

"Gone"

"WHERE?"

"Same place my license went"

"You LOST them BOTH?"

"Hell NO, I left them!"

"Where, damn it!"

"Same place I always do"

"Eric, QUIT screwing around! Where?"

I grinned, admiring the way her breasts fell up and down as she panted in anger, her face flushed from it and a hint of something else.

"At home Brooke, I always take a cab to and from the bar"

Another fist swung at me and this time I caught it easily and twisted the wrist behind it.

"Not again Brooke" I warned "The first time I deserved it. But not again"

We stood there facing each other, glaring, anger and excitement in both our faces and eyes as I held onto her wrist and then yanked it and her to me.

"What the mmmph" Brooke began and I cut the words off, mashing my lips to hers and taking what I knew she wanted, my arm pulling her closer as she slapped my chest with her free hand and then stopped as the brutal kiss continued.

"You call for a TAXI, Mister?' The voice cut in and I broke the kiss looking at the driver hanging out his window.

I looked down into the red but no longer angry face of Brooke before answering the cabby.

"It depends on the lady"

 

[WhisperingRain]

“Let’s go.” Breathlessly, I finally managed to say and seeing the grin on Eric’s face made we want to slap him. My racing pulse and the heat rushing through my body made me want other things.

“My apartment?” Eric asked when he got in the cab beside me and put his arm around my bare shoulders. His hand had already started moving down my chest to where the material of my dress was and his finger lightly caressed underneath at the top of my breast.

Without waiting for me to answer him, still grinning he gave the cab driver his address and then pulled me to him, crushing his lips to mine. His fingers slipped deeper underneath the top of my dress and flicked over my hard, sensitive nipple. His other hand was already between my thighs pushing them apart as he made his way to my damp thong covered pussy.

“Shit! God, I hate you sometimes, Ricky!” I groaned as our kiss broke and he had bit my lower lip before moving his lips down my neck. I leaned back spreading my legs wider as his fingers beginning rubbing and pressing my panties inside my pussy. By now my dress was pushed up to my hips and his hand had pushed the material of my dress down where he was now flicking his tongue over my nipple.

“I love how you hate me, Babs!” He chuckled and then sucked my nipple into his mouth. I gasped and my head went back where I then caught a glimpse of the cab driver looking in his mirror at us. Before I could give that a second thought, I moaned as Eric slipped his fingers underneath my thong, pushing them inside my very wet pussy.

I arched my back, pushing my hips out while his tongue and fingers teased and worked at me, making me crazy. With one hand I was grapping at his hair, pushing his head against me while my other hand had gone to his crotch. He quickly took his hand from my pussy, unzipped his pants and then pushed my hand inside to grab his hard cock. He groaned when I took it from his pants and began stroking and squeezing it. With both of us stroking, squeezing, licking and fingering, uncaring that the cab driver could see and hear what was going on, it took several times for the driver to finally get our attention.

“We’re here you two, did you want to get out or did you plan on finishing that here?” The cab driver asked, and the expression on his face hinted that he probably wouldn’t have minded if we would have continued. Of course, he would have kept his meter running the entire time too.

 

[LongWalkHome]

Eric

Laughing with Brooke at the cabbies caustic remarks we tumbled from the cab and I tossed him a bill, not needing to instruct him to keep the change as we grabbed for loose clothing and then moved up the steps to the apartment building.

Pinning Brooke against the wall as I opened the door with my key I let my lips roam over her bare shoulder and down her exposed breast, nibbling on the hardening nipple and hearing her shudder.

"Still enjoy that, huh, Babs?" I teased with a grin as we moved inside my apartment and past the clutter inside, towards the bedroom.

"You KNOW what I like, damn you" Brooke moaned as I lifted her, not wanting to wait to get her to my bed any longer.

"You already damned me, you know that" I told her seriously, my eyes looking into hers for a long second of eternity. And then I dropped her onto the bed without warning and leapt in on top of her, my hands tugging and pulling her clothes off until she was nude and basking in the admiration in my eyes.

"Someday you'll send me to hell as well" I continued, pressing my hands to her thighs and coaxing them apart, my face pressed into the musky and damp V and the treasure hidden it. I heard her words as my tongue began to trace her neatly shaved lips, but they didn't register as I cupped her buttocks in my hands and held them as I let my tongue delve into her and taste her sweet nectars.

In seconds all that mattered were her moans and the feel of her hands as she pushed the back of my head down hard and bucked against my grinning face.

 

[WhisperingRain]

Brooke

The soft hair on his head tickled my thighs adding to the intense pleasure his tongue was giving me. His hands cupped and squeezed the cheeks of my ass as he held me to him continuing to lick and lap up my warm juices. Each time he flicked the tip of his tongue across my hardened nub, I moaned louder ready to plunge over the edge. Then with a chuckle his tongue would slowly lick between my engorged lips before darting again into me.

“Dammmmnnnnnnnn!” I finally cried out in heated frustration, the need to cum so powerful, yet the pleasure so intense. My hands began clawing at his back, drawing his shirt up so that it was finally around his neck. With one swift motion, he pulled it over his head tossing it in the air, his mouth barely leaving the warmth of my sex.

“What’s wrong Bab’s?” He said in a muffled voice and again flicked his tongue against my sensitive clit. I gasped, moaning again and my belly clenched. I drew my knees up, my thighs were squeezing his head with my hands digging into his shoulders. “This is what you like isn’t it?”

“Yesssss…… but….. enough now!” I gasped, panting and breathless. I laid back for a brief moment, trying to catch my breath. Just then his mouth clamped down on my clit, sucking it into his mouth with his tongue flicking across it. I screamed out, clamping my thighs to his head and flooded his face as I climaxed with tremendous force. It took several minutes for me to calm down and catch my breath. When I finally looked at him he was smiling, his mouth dripping.

Before he had a chance to say anything, I leaned up and pulled his mouth to mine, tasting my own juices on his lips. While our kiss was long and passionate, my hands were busy working the zipper down on his pants and releasing his stiff member from them. I slid my naked body down his and quickly removed his pants. Just the sight of him laying there, the lust in his eyes and his cock standing straight up just begging for attention had my blood pressure rising again.

I grinned at him and slowly began kissing and licking up the inside of both of his thighs, enjoying his small twitches the further I moved up. My hand went to the base of his very hard shaft and when I began circling the head of his cock with my tongue, he let out a loud groan.

“You’re turn now, Ricky? This what you want?” I teased him and began slowly drawing him into my mouth, then withdrew and licked just the moist top again. “You like this, want more?”

He groaned again pushing my head down with his hand and thrust his hips up, pushing himself deeper inside my mouth.

 

[LongWalkHome]

Eric

I tossed my own head from side to side as her lips of cold fire slid up and down the length of my cock. Tossed it backwards as I felt the tip of it rub her silky throat and then moaned from the torture of it as she pulled her head back, nearly letting my cock slide out of her mouth entirely. And then groaned in pleasure as she gently sucked on it, drawing it back into her mouth and repeating the erotic move again.

The blood was roaring in my ears as I fought the need to cum, my eyes clenched shut as wave after wave of white pleasure washed over me from my groin. And then there was no fighting it, the release as sudden and unexpected as seeing her in the bar was, the hot juices burning thru my hard length as I felt myself pump them into her mouth.

And a final groan from my lips as I slid out of her greedy mouth and looked down at her cheshire like grin, white cream covering her red, smiling lips.



"Fair is Fair, hmmm, Ricky?" Brooke teased, her eyes sparkling "You finished me and I did you!"

I grinned in return, lifting her as she stood so we faced each other eye to eye.

"Who said I was finished?" I lifted her, then tossed her over my shoulder, heading to the bathroom and the shower with my squealing prize.

"We're just getting started, aren't we?"

The hot water covered us both as we stood inside the crowded walls, letting our hands roam each other as we kissed and tasted our mutual juices, and laughing as if we were new lovers.