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Small Beginnings (Part 12)
Two weeks had gone by since Ann and Jack threw Jeanette out of the
house. At first, Tommy had been surprised when Grandma and Aunt Jillian
were gone in the morning. But "Mommy" was home and so his sadness was
short lived. Ann was uncomfortable with Tommy calling her "Mommy."
Once she had allowed Jack off the hook for his indiscretions with
Jillian, they talked about Tommy. Jack was more OK with it than she
was. Jack simply figured the Tommy was projecting his desire for a mom
on her as the woman in the house. Naturally she was the "Mommy." She
wasn't taking Julia's place, just filling a role Tommy had seen in his
friend's houses. The woman was the "mommy." Ann admitted that Jack's
take on it made sense and she was more comfortable with that explanation
than feeling she was shoving Julia out of Tommy's heart.
It was Friday and the Gallery opening was late that evening. Jack had
bought himself a dinner jacket. He tried it on for Ann two night before
and she admitted he looked dashing, very James Bond. "That's what I was
going for," he'd said. "Every woman wants, him, every man wants to be
him."
"I didn't," Ann deadpanned. Remembering her own youth, "I always wanted
to wear what the Bond Girl got to wear."
Jack shot his finger at her. "Or didn't." Ann batted at him playfully
but didn't deny it.
Today was a full day. Jack had to work and he took his tux in with him.
Ann took a half day; she'd go in late but wanted to get her hair and
nails done. She had an appointment with Margot, the woman who had been
doing her make up since Ann was attending drag parties in the city.
Margot had helped Ann develop her own style when she was just starting
out, there was no one Ann trusted more with her hair.
She strolled in for her appointment a few minutes early. It would be a
long session so she was in sweatpants and a t-shirt. Ann would finish
dressing when she returned home. Margot greeted her warmly and sat her
down first to do her nails. With the sapphire blue of the dress they
went with a metallic blue for her fingernails. She luxuriated as she
had a pedicure as well. Ann filled in Margot on all of the most recent
events and while Margot was appalled, she agreed that Ann handled it as
best as she could. She also agreed that Jack didn't sin too drastically
once he explained and should easily be forgiven. Ann and Margot then
decided that they would go with her hair up tonight. Ann rarely wore
her hair up. Showing her neck to Jack would be fun and exciting. Ann
had a necklace in mind to really take advantage of the up do, as well.
Margot worked with Ann's hair as they discussed what they would do with
her make up for the evening. Since it was a night time event they
decided to go with a dramatic look around her eyes, highlighting the
complimenting blue in her eyes with the gown. All told Ann spent three
hours being pampered in Margot's chair. She looked at herself in the
mirror and felt fantastic. She felt her loins stirring as she gazed at
herself in the mirror, excited by what she saw and of the promise of the
night. Margot had never let her down. She air kissed her friend as she
left and hurried home to dress. It was four o'clock and she still had
to drive into the city.
At home she stripped off her sweatpants, and carefully removed her t-
shirt so as to not damage her hair or make-up. She took off her bra
since the dress was backless, and thrilled to the idea that she would
finally be able to wear a backless dress and fill out the front.
Wearing only her panties and heels she took her dress off the hanger and
held it to her in the mirror. She unzipped the back, and gingerly
stepped into it. She slipped the dress up on her hips, then over her
breasts. She connected the haltertop around her neck and reached down
to zip the back at her lower back. She twisted her body to look at her
bare shoulders and back. She smiled at the look; this was definitely
the most daring gown she'd ever worn. She inserted her earrings and put
the silver locket around her neck. The locket nestled fetchingly between
her breasts.
Finished she gathered her clutch, transferring her phone, wallet and
essential makeup and items to the clutch. Next she slipped her wrap
around her shoulders and headed down stairs. She was surprised when the
doorbell rang. She walked over to answer the door and was surprised
that Jack was there.
"Wha..." Struggling for words she stared at Jack in his tux, a black limo
in the driveway. "What in the world?
Jack was standing there holding a corsage, grinning. "You never had
prom, so I thought..."
Ann put her hand to her gapping mouth. "Oh Jack!" she said, tearing up.
"May I come in?"
Ann touched her face in mild embarrassment. "Of course you can," she
said giggling.
Jack came in and made a big show about doing her corsage. Jack had been
smart enough to get a wrist corsage for her. Then he gallantly,
escorted her to the car. The driver held the door open for them. Ann
sat down in the limo and gently swung her legs into the car. Making
sure the hem of her dress was inside the car, she nodded to the driver
who closed the door, Jack came around and entered from the driver's
side.
The car backed away from the house as Jack poured glasses of chilled
champagne. Ann was still laughing in mild embarrassment and glee.
"Jack, this really is too much!" she said halfheartedly protesting.
"Ah," He said dismissing her as he handed her a flute of champagne.
"Think nothing of it." Clinking her glass he continued, "I just thought
you should have a prom experience."
"I'd honestly forgotten I'd told you that," she said sipping the wine.
She leaned in and kissed him as they rode along. "I suppose you'll want
the complete prom experience as well?" she asked with a coy smile.
Jack smiled back, "I'm not putting any pressure on you," he returned
innocently.
"Momma warned me about handsy boys," she said continuing to enjoy the
fantasy. "Play your cards right and you might get to second base."
Jack glanced toward the driver, who was studiously concentrating on the
road. He and Ann burst out laughing.
"This is good champagne."
The ride into the city was a continuation of the fun as Ann and Jack
kissed and cuddled and behaved like un-chaperoned teens. The car pulled
up in front of the Gallery and Ann spent a minute repairing the damage
Jack had done to her hair and make-up. Minor though it was, she knew
Dacia would see right through her if one hair was out of place.
Jack waited patiently on the curb as the chauffer opened the door. Ann
slipped out of the car the slit of her gown exposing her leg. She gazed
up at Jack who was staring intently as her leg she reached up for his
proffered hand. She smiled at his condition. "Wow", was all he could
muster. She slipped her arm into Jack's and looked back at the car as
they walked in. The driver was walking gingerly to the front of the car
trying to conceal an obvious erection. Ann flushed with girlish pride.
She really did feel like movie starlet, a princess.
The rest of the evening moved swiftly. Dacia spoke briefly introducing
the artists to the assembled press and potential buyers. Ann answered
questions about the art from various guests. Jack was simply
overwhelmed. This was his first taste of the art world, He felt self-
conscious. He stood back and marveled at Ann's knowledge and her ease
moving within this world he didn't understand. He was so proud of her,
looking so lovely, the hottest woman in the room, and speaking so
intelligently about things he had no conception of.
Jack sipped his scotch when a man sidled up to him. "The one in the
blue, eh?" he said.
Jack snapped out of his reverie. "Huh?"
"The MILF in blue? You'd like to tap that I bet?"
Jack chuckled. "You could say that."
"Yeah I've been scoping her out all night," the smarmy guy added.
"You aren't her type," Jack cautioned.
"Oh? Never know unless you try, and you're just standing here."
Jack turned and grinned. "Oh, I know. I brought her here, and she's
leaving with me too."
The little man shrunk back and disappeared into the room. Moments later
Ann came over to Jack to take a break and refill her drink. "Enjoying
yourself?" she asked.
"You are a big hit." Jack smiled.
"Am I? What did I do?"
Jack took her glass to take it to the bar, "You are just being you.
Stunningly intelligent, devastatingly beautiful, elegant and graceful, I
had to warn a guy that you were coming home with me."
Ann blushed beet red, recovering she scanned the room, "Oh and where is
this secret admirer?"
"Never you mind," Jack said kissing her neck then heading off to the
bar. Dacia arrived as Jack was departing.
"You look stunning," she gushed.
Ann blushed. "Thank you, Boss. So do you."
Dacia nodded toward the bar. "So that is gallant Jack O'Donnell."
"Yep" Ann beamed.
"You sure can pick 'em girl," Dacia approved.
Jack returned with a Scotch for himself and a Bombay Safire and tonic
for Ann.
"Thank you, darling," Ann said then turning to Dacia, "Jack I'd like you
to meet my boss Dacia St. Clair. Dacia, this is my boyfriend, Jack
O'Donnell."
"A pleasure," Jack said, taking Dacia's proffered hand.
"Likewise," Dacia assured him. "Ann has told me a lot about you."
"All good I hope," Jack asked, good-naturedly.
"Mostly," Dacia deadpanned.
The opening wound down and Jack and Ann left as Dacia prepared to shut
down the Gallery. "Would you two like to get a drink together? We
haven't had much time to get to know one another," Dacia asked her voice
echoing off the stark walls.
"We have to get back home, there is a sitter with the children," Ann
declined.
Dacia understood and they left to get into the waiting limo. Once
inside Jack had the driver take them to an address Ann did not recognize
in mid-town. "Where are we going Jack?"
"I got a sitter who would stay the night so we can have a night alone in
the City." Jack said as he sat back in the seat with her. Jack put his
arm around her and she snuggled into him.
Ann waited in the lobby of the hotel as Jack checked in. Her feet were
killing her but she was still very excited. She glanced at herself in
the mirrors of the lobby. She looked every bit a lady out with her man
on the town. Once in the elevator she slipped off her shoes, holding on
to Jacks arm as she balanced herself. Jack took her in his arms and
kissed her deeply.
He led her into the room, and he marveled at it. The suite was huge
with a terrace overlooking the City. "Oh Jack!" She gushed and dropped
her shoes and padded barefoot out onto the terrace.
Jack took the moment while she was distracted to reach into his jacket
pocket. He came up behind her and kissed her neck. Ann felt a thrill
shoot through her settling in her loins. She could feel Jack was
excited too, pressing into her rear as he held her tightly. Jack took
her shoulders and turned her to look at him. She was bathed in
moonlight, and the city lights made her seem to shimmer. "Ann," he said
softy, and got down on a knee.
Ann gasped her hands covered her gapping mouth. She laughed and cried
at the same time, not knowing what to call this new amazing emotion.
"Ann Bailey? Will you please marry me? There is no one I want more than
you. There is no one who could be a better mother to my sons than you.
Say yes," Jack asked as he opened the ring case, his eyes pleading, with
nervous hope.
Ann stared at the ring. She memorized how the diamond picked up the
moonlight and made a cold fire in his palm. She wanted to remember this
moment the rest of her life. She cried, and composed herself. "With
all my heart Jack, Yes," she breathed.
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