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Small Beginnings (Chapter 16)
It was the hardest thing she'd ever done, harder than walking out the
door in a skirt the first time. She invited Dacia into the house. "Hi,"
Ann said rather forlornly when she opened the door for her.
"Hey," Dacia said and leaned in for a kiss on the cheeks from her friend
and employee. The two women kissed on each cheek.
"Come in, come in, would you like some coffee?" Ann said bringing Dacia
into the kitchen. She motioned for Dacia to sit.
Dacia slipped around the kitchen chair and smoothed her skirt as she sat,
and then crossed her legs. Ann admired her shoes, black sling back
pumps. "I'll have a cup, but I suspect you are stalling."
"You read me so well," Ann said as she poured the cups. She came around
the counter and placed the cups down. She gingerly set herself down in
her chair facing Dacia. "I needed to talk to you."
"If it's about coming back to work, I want you to take as much time as
you need," Dacia interrupted.
"I know you've been more than generous," Ann started. "But I can't in
good conscience keep stringing you along."
"Cricket is doing fine in your absence, but wants you to return as much
as I do."
"That's just it, I'm..." Ann faltered. "I've decided, I can't come
back," said said choking back tears.
"But...But why?" Dacia implored. "This is your dream job, I love having
you there."
"I can't go into the City again," Ann began to explain. "I've tried. I
tried last time two weeks ago. I even tried before the fitting. I should
have been back to work months ago. The wedding is fast approaching and
Jack is doing so well." She let out a long sigh, that sounded as if
she'd just been released from a tight grip. "I've decided to be a
homemaker."
Dacia reached out and took her friend's hand. "Ann, please don't be
rash, you are an intelligent woman, you have a Master's Degree, and you
want to be a homemaker?"
Ann was somewhat hurt and showed it in her eyes. "You don't think raising
children is a worthy pursuit?"
"Of course I do. But they are doing fine and you've managed to balance
work and home. "
"All true before the incident."
Dacia was getting upset. "Ann...Honey, please, don't give in to fear."
"It isn't fear exactly," Ann said. "I've been seeing a therapist, and
maybe I will get over this, but it is going to take more time and you
need someone to do the job. Cricket is ready, I can't stand in her way.
And believe it or not, I've dreamed about being a homemaker. It's kind
of...well a fantasy of mine," Ann confessed.
Dacia sighed deeply, and tried to change the subject. She'd try to fight
this fight another day. "There is this new artist that I know
you'll...."
"I've made up my mind," Ann said, reading her friend's face. "This isn't
something I can do anymore. Besides I've always wanted to be a mother.
It's something I only have one chance at. I don't want to miss this."
Ann took a sip from her cup. "I feel I owe it to Julia as well."
Dacia looked up at that, and gazed hard at her friend. She smiled
softly, coming to the realization, that Ann had found the loves of her
life. "So long as it isn't fear holding you back," she started.
Ann smiled. "No, it isn't all fear. Though I'd be lying and you'd see
right through me if I said it wasn't a factor."
"Then I'm with you one hundred percent," Dacia said with confidence.
"I'll have to lean on you while Cricket gets up to speed but I think she
can handle things at the Gallery and you can telecommute until she's
ready."
"OK," Ann said as she let go of the last of her doubts. Ann and Dacia
stood up together and hugged. "I will miss it."
"I know, and if you do decide to come back, I will make a place for you."
That night Ann lay in bed next to Jack. Her body had healed. She knew
her mind had some ways to go yet, but her heart ached for the man beside
her. Tentatively she reached over and rested her hand on Jack's chest.
She rolled halfway over, and switched hands caressing his pecs. She knew
he was asleep but she didn't care. It had been so long, and her need was
straining against her panties. She laid her head on his chest and slid
her hand lower, deftly slipping inside the opening of his boxer shorts.
Jack stirred groaning softly, as she caressed his quickly stiffening
member with her soft hand. Feeling mischievous and grinned in the dark
as she slipped a finger between his legs and ran her finger nail between
his balls. Jack awoke to a jolt of unexpected pleasure, gasping loudly.
"Hey," he croaked groggily.
"Hey," Ann whispered back, looking back at him. She leaned in and kissed
him deeply.
"MMMMMmmm," Jack moaned as she continued to stroke him as they kissed.
"You feeling up to this?"
"Shhh," Ann replied. "I'm taking charge," she said as she began to
understand what was driving her need. With every stroke of her man's cock
she took back her life and identity back from her attacker.
Jack shrugged to himself in the dark. He wasn't so stupid as to fight
with a woman jerking him off, and, oh, god did it feel good.
Jack's penis could cut diamond it was so hard. Ann quickly reached over
him to his nightstand and grabbed the lube. Stripping off her panties
leaving her night shirt on she reached around to insert a large dollop of
lube inside her. Jack reached out and touched her raging hard on, but
she quickly slapped his hand away. He looked at her in surprise. She'd
never done that before. She grinned in the dark and aggressively
straddled him and held his arms down. Reaching around she aimed the head
of his penis at her hole. This was going to hurt. She hadn't had
anything back there in months, but at this point she didn't care. The
pain was under her control, her desire was to have him, and she wanted to
be whole again. She sat down on his hot hard flesh and worked her hips,
willing her ass to relax. The pain was excruciating at first. She
remembered that it was nothing to having her ribs and jaw broken. She
let more of her weight press down on him. Slowly her body remembered and
opened to him. Screaming out she let her weight fall on him and impaled
herself on his cock. Holding his arms down she laid down on him with him
inside her. She allowed the pain to subside and after a few moments she
lifted herself up and began to ride him.
Jack had never seen Ann like this. She was aggressive, and her body was
so much heavier and much stronger than he'd remembered. If he'd wanted
to free himself, he'd genuinely have had a hard time breaking free from
her grip. But he knew that she, for the first time, wanted to be in
control, so he let her. She leaned up as she rode him releasing his arms
so he reached up and grasped her tits which were bouncing wildly. He
held them and pinched her nipples as she continued to fuck him. He
watched her face in the soft ambient light from the window, then her own
stiff member waving at him.
She leaned forward again on all fours and Jack took over and bucked his
hips to meet her. It was raw animal lust at this point for both. Jack
began to groan a deep resonant guttural growl. Ann knew he was close.
She felt her own balls tighten as he speared her ass. Just as he grabbed
a handful of sheet, and thrust up sharply as he came, Ann sat back
driving his cock further into her. She screamed and shot what felt like
years of pent up frustration in ropes of cum all over Jack's chest and
chin. Pumping Jack shot deep into her loins.
Sweating, they collapsed on one another, gasping and kissing. Ann
brushed some hair off her face, and blushing said, "Oh, god. I needed
that so badly."
"Yeah?" Jack gasped. "I couldn't tell," he teased.
Ann slipped off Jack's body and snuggled against him. Her own flesh
sticking to his thigh. She reached down and pulled the waist band of
Jack's boxers back over his member and rested her hand on him. They lay
in a sweaty tangled mess of limbs and sheets, panting. She kissed his
hairy chest as she began to drift off. Nothing more needed to be said.
She felt contented.
Jack was at his Best Man's house. The rehearsal dinner the night before
had been amazing. Ann and he had chosen a steakhouse, and he and his
Best man had stayed in the bar long after the rest of the guests had
headed home, drinking scotch and smoking cigars late into the night.
Dave and Jack had been friends since college, and had been the Best Man
at Jack and Julia's wedding. Jack was staying at his place before the
wedding so that Ann could have her pictures taken at the house.
He looked at his phone, and Ann had texted forty-five minutes earlier.
ANY CHANCE WE CAN STILL ELOPE?
Jack chuckled, and it made his head hurt. He wrote back:
I SUPPOSE BUT WE DID PAY FOR A CAKE
PLEASE DON'T MENTION FOOD
LOL (NOT REALLY I'M HUNG OVER)
ME TOO AND I'M GETTING MY MAKEUP DONE.
GET UP LAZY ASS WE HAVE A BIG DAY AND I DONT WANT TO SUFFER ALONE
ROGER
Jack smiled. He needed a shower and maybe the steam would help. After
dressing, he checked himself and Ann in for their flight to their
honeymoon destination. The trip to Italy was going to be a complete
surprise to Ann. Ann's sister had graciously agreed to babysit the boys.
They'd never had a vacation alone; Jack knew that he wanted to make Ann's
honeymoon everything she'd ever dreamed about.
Standing in front of the church Jack shifted on his feet. He was feeling
the last bits of doubt. His golf buddy, Ed, was escorting Katrina down
the aisle. Katrina was wearing a powder blue gown, with a bolero jacket,
black lace trimming the hems. She was so excited, and Jack couldn't help
but smile. He looked over at Ann's side of the church. It was so
sparse. Caroline's husband was sitting with Alex. Tommy was acting as
ring bearer. Cricket's date was there and a couple of Ann's friends. No
one else from Ann's family had come. Ann had insisted that they send
invitations to them regardless, it was her last gesture, and they hadn't
come. He felt a flash of anger, but let it pass. He heard Pacabel Canon
in D begin on the organ and saw Cricket step through the door. His
friend Jim escorted her. Dacia came next and Bill escorted her down.
The bridesmaids were wearing a pale yellow that was almost ivory. The
gowns were strapless and like Katrina came with little jackets to cover
the women's shoulders.
Caroline stepped though the doorway and Dave his Best man took her arm.
She looked beautiful, and He began to imagine how Ann would look if her
sister looked that good. The thought caused him to catch a breath.
Jack started to hyperventilate. Dave reached out and grabbed his
shoulder and squeezed to steady him. Jack absorbed the strength from his
friend and stood straight. Looking to the back of the church he saw Ann
step into the doorway.
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