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April’s moans had subsided to a whimper as I filled her up for the second time tonight. I slowly lowered my body and snaked my hands around her lithe frame into a sweaty and passionate hug. I kissed her tasting the salty sweat of her upper lip. I slowly raised myself up and let my dick slide out of her wetness. Rolling over I grabbed a small towel the hotel provided and slid it underneath her hips removing the pillow that was just there. Then I slid up tight to her and spooned up to my beautiful lover who seemed to be still basking in post orgasmic delight.

“Wow, that was wonderful!” She murmured as she snuggled back into me. “Something about it being our honeymoon makes it that much better.”

“I should probably not tell you this but that is one of my ‘go to’ positions when I want to make it good for both of us.” I replied. “I have been saving it for tonight.”

It is true. I read about it in a Men’s Health magazine years ago and it always seemed to get the job done. It was pretty easy too. Standard missionary with a throw pillow or rolled up towel in the small of her back. Lift her legs up and out so you can get as deep penetration as possible and then just go slow. The tilt of her hips lines up her g spot so you are always tapping it on your outstroke. The slower you go the more intense the orgasm is for her. It doesn’t work when you are in the mood to just fuck, but it is wonderful when you want a nice slow lovemaking session.

She murmured something incomprehensible then gently floated to sleep in my arms. I was still falling for this beautiful creature even though we had said our marriage vows only hours before. As I lay there I thought back to how wonderful and terrible the last year had been since I had met her at the Red Horse Saloon for the second time.

She had been very apologetic about her involvement with Brent’s stupid prank. It got to the point where I had to tell her to stop apologizing or I was going to make her pay for the drinks. She laughed and said okay. Then she ordered a top shelf Long Island Ice Tea. I wasn’t feeling the scotch that night so I just went with my standard Miller Lite in a bottle. Then we talked. There was no band and no one was putting anything on the jukebox that was worth dancing to so we kept the conversation going talking about pretty much anything that came up. I found out that she was indeed THE Livingstone of Livingstone Steel. Her dad owned the company and it was going to be hers when he retired in another ten years or so. He had made her get a degree and work in each aspect of the business before he would consider putting her on the board of trustees. Her great grandfather had started the company with a partner, her grandfather bought out the partner, her dad increased revenue by 50% even through the recession and now she was set to inherit a fortune 500 company.

As she was telling me this I could see her trying to read me for a reaction. I really didn’t know what to say. She was beautiful, charming, and rich. I felt my doubts begin to surface but I pushed them down. She had apologized to me. She had asked me out. So I said the first thing that popped into my head.

“Then you are going to want me sign a prenup before we get married. I can live with that.” I winked at her.

She looked at me like had grown a third eye. Then busted out laughing.

“And here I thought I would have to pull you along kicking and screaming into this relationship. You are pretty sure of yourself aren’t ya?” She grinned.

“Actually not at all.” I replied seriously. “I am terrified that this is all a big mistake and you are going to come to your senses and realize how much better you could do than me.”

“But until that happens I plan on riding this wave right up until I crash into the shore” I grinned and took swig of my beer to hide my blush.

She put her drink down and kissed me. It was not one of those scorching kisses that had our tongues wrestling like two MMA fighters. It was sweet and sensuous, the type of kiss that you get lost in until you realize you need to breathe. And that was how the night started.

We had four more dates before we slept together. Those dates came over the period of 6 days though so we didn’t have to wait too long. I used every trick in every article I had ever read in every men’s magazine to make sure she got off. I think I did pretty good. We finished that night at a 8 to 3 ratio of orgasms. She was deathly afraid of getting pregnant so she asked me to wear a condom if I wanted to squirt inside her even though she was on the pill. I figured why not? In the morning she explained that she had plans for children but it was only after marriage and after getting settled. She went on to say that as long as she was on the pill it was never going to be a deal breaker if we were hot and heavy and couldn’t find one. It was just that if one was available she wanted some extra protection. It made a certain sense to me. I figured it was worth the trade off for her to feel comfortable and want more love. She had no trouble giving blowjobs without one and told me I wouldn’t have to worry about it if I ever took her in the ass. I looked at her with such lust she just laughed and said that she was saving that for her husband.

“I am not a virgin by any means but the man I marry will always have something of mine he can call his own.” She laughed as she tweaked my nipples and dropped to her knees to give me a blowjob.

That was another time that my insecurities began to raise. What did she mean by that? How many guys has she slept with? How much better are they than me? I knew my dick was just barely above average at six and a half inches. Maybe she wanted more. I took those feelings and shoved them down as I looked at my girlfriend giving me a world class blowjob and seeming to love every minute of it. After she swallowed every drop I went to reciprocate and she stopped me.

“Bill I like making you feel good. Let me give you a nice freebie BJ or a handjob every once and awhile. And if you feel like bending me over the couch or table and using me go for it. I will tell you if I don’t want you to and I know you will respect that. Just so you know I plan on using you for MY enjoyment every once and awhile and if you don’t get off I am not gonna feel bad about it.” She told me.

Was this woman awesome or what?

As my love life was going great so was my work life. The guys that worked under me had heard the story of how I turned the tables on Brent and I instantly gained respect in my department. It also helped that April would come by once a week to take me to lunch so they got to see my babe of a girlfriend.

Soon there was a bit of a cold war going on between the IT department and the Sales department. A word of advice, never piss off a nerd because one day your computer shall break. I jumped anyone who was holding up work that needed to be done to keep money flowing in. I wasn’t going to allow my team to be responsible for a single missed sale. However anything that was not immediately related to money may have been put on the wrong priority list. Or scheduled for a time when the salesman was on lunch and his presence was needed. Once one of them got smart and tried to fix a problem himself. We took 4 days making sure every piece of malware and spyware was removed then sent him a note telling him to leave it to the professionals. We also catalogued all personal information that was on their laptops. There was nothing wrong with an employee using their laptop for personal use. Some of them went too far however and Brent was one of those.

It came to a head one day when I was called up to the general manager’s office. I knew he played golf with Brent so I had prepared myself for this eventuality. Both of them had smirks on their faces when I came inside and shut the door.

“Bill, Brent has some serious grievances against you and I think he may have some valid points.” Bruce started.

Bruce was a big guy who came up the ranks as a production and sale employee. He always looked out for his “money makers” as he called them and rarely noticed the support staff.

“That is fine Bruce but frankly if Brent is going to be here I would like a member of HR here also. If that can’t be arranged I have no problem discussing the matter with you privately but I see no reason for a salesman to be directly involved in an issue between department heads.”

I kept my voice unconcerned but inside my doubts were spiking. I knew we were messing with Brent and his cronies. I knew we hadn’t done anything WRONG per se, however we were playing games. I shoved those doubts down and smiled at them as they appeared to be thinking.

“I propose a clean slate. Brent and his cronies stop mocking and harassing my guys and we will start ensuring that things are done as quickly as possible. If you don’t want that we can gladly go to Jamie and let her decide the best plan of action. I would be very interested to see how seriously she takes Brent’s complaints since she doesn’t have a standing tee time on Saturdays with her. It would also give me a forum to question why a certain department head thinks he can bully the new guy.” I stood up and got ready to leave. It was a well known act that Bruce and our plant manager Jamie didn’t get along.

“Oh and Bruce, you should note that every email sent to and from employees work account is automatically flagged based on certain key words. I put this in when I got here just so that I could monitor how much work email was being used for personal tasks. I came across a very interesting line of communication with a certain Andrea. All this time I thought your wife’s name was Rebecca.”

Okay that last bit probably makes me a bad person. I found that with my confidence growing I was getting tired of being the doormat. But I didn’t need to go the full asshole route. I still felt guilty about it when I told April what I had done.

“That might have been over the top.” she agreed as she finished chopping the tomatoes for the salad she was making.

“However he is the one stepping out on his wife and using a work computer to facilitate it. He signed the waiver of privacy for that computer when he got it right?” She asked.

I nodded as I started putting the steaks on the grill.

“Okay so you know that he is a douchebag but you should probably back off. If they give you the clean slate then there is no harm no foul. If they keep on harassing you I would go to your plant manager and explain the situation. I really don’t see any reason to bring up Bruce’s emails ever again. Let that sleeping dog lie I would say.” She responded thoughtfully.

The steaks had a couple more minutes before I had to flip them so I walked over and wrapped my arms around her from behind and kissed the top of her head.

“How did I get so lucky to have a smart and sexy woman like you?” I asked into her hair.

“Just lucky I guess” she replied as she turned and kissed me.

Damned if I didn’t burn the steaks.

It wasn’t all sunshine and roses however. We were pretty much able to work through anything that came up except for her drinking. Ninety five percent of the time she was fun loving and a little mischievous but never downright nasty. The other five percent could make up for that.

I got my first glimpse of this side of her personality about a month into our dating. The Red Horse Saloon had become “our” bar and I was supposed to be meeting her and her girlfriends for drinks. I had to keep texting her and telling her I was going to be late because we had to keep rerunning diagnostics before we backed up our files for the quarter. It took two hours before we realized that a cable hadn’t been pushed all the way in. I was two and a half hours late for our date and thought about cancelling but I figured I would take my punishment. As I walked into the bar I saw a table with a lot of girls and guys huddled around it and I could see that the one talking the loudest was April. I instantly felt a surge of jealousy and self doubt but I managed to push them down and walked calmly over to the table.

“There is my big dicked boyfriend right there. I am mad at you so you are going to have to lick this pussy twice tonight before I will forgive you. These guys wanted to do it but I told them “NO, I have a boyfriend! He is the only one who can lick my pussy!” Wow was she plastered.

She was slurring her words terribly and weaving even on the barstool. I looked at Beth and she shrugged helplessly.

“She started drinking Long Islands and then this table started buying us drinks. She felt the need to keep them coming so she started slamming them. I think she was a little pissed at you for being late and it looks like all the booze hit her at once.” Beth said as she leaned over to me.

My drunk girlfriend was surrounded by a bunch of drunk guys. Admittedly she had a number of attractive women with her so it was normal for this type of setup to occur. I just felt the need to get my girl and get out of there.

I leaned over to April and whispered in her ear.

“I wanna make it up to you babe, let me take you out to the car and I will lick you like you have never been licked before.”

She tried to stand up and stumbled. One guy grabbed her ass and another somehow thought he could help her by holding her boob. I got her arm and gave both of those assholes a look. I don’t know what it was but they dropped their hands like she was on fire.

“WHOO HOO, my baby is gonna go lick me in the car right now boys. You guys ain’t ever getting a taste of this sweet pussy! It is all Bill’s” she shouted as she grabbed at my crotch.

The bouncer had started to make his way over to me and I nodded to him that I was taking her to the door he nodded and followed at a distance until I got her outside. I managed to wrangle her into my car when she started to puke. I held her with one hand as I opened the door and leaned her head outside. Thankfully most of it seemed to be going on the pavement. I only had a little bit actually get in the car. A good excuse to get my car detailed I supposed. I managed to get her into my apartment and stripped her down. She was still out of it. I got her in the shower and washed her off. After toweling her dry I managed to get her to help me put on a pair of soft cotton shorts and a old t shirt of mine that she loved to sleep in. She had a couple sleeping outfits at my place by now. I laid her down in my bed and I put a trash can by her and a couple of Motrin with a glass of water on the night stand. I settled in and watched the last few innings of the Tigers game.

I checked on her once and found her rolled onto her back. I gently shook her and she rolled to her side. I put a couple pillows behind her so she wouldn’t roll back and saw her slowly open her eyes.

“I’m drunk.” She said.

I couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Yup, are you able to handle a glass of water?” I asked.

She held up her hand and I brought it to her she sipped it and looked at me through bleary eyes.

“I am sorry.” She said

“It’s okay baby we have all been there.” I said soothingly.

“No, those guys were trying to get me to touch them and let them touch me. I didn’t I swear but it was too close.” She murmured. “Never again.” She said with all the finality of being drunk.

Then she was out.

I took the glass of water out of her hand and put it back on the nightstand.

I went out to the living room and grabbed a coke from the fridge. My sister was a functioning alcoholic. I felt a tiny doubt rise up about our relationship. I tried to stamp it down but couldn’t. I ended up falling asleep on the couch.

When I woke up I heard the shower going. I decided to step in there with her and started washing her back. She seemed to be crying and I just held her until the hot water ran out. I grabbed another towel and dried her off then I put her to bed naked. I spooned up to her and fell asleep. I woke up and saw she was staring at me with beautiful bloodshot eyes.

“Thank you for taking care of me.” She said in a wavering voice.

“Anything for you baby, you know that.” I responded.

She smiled at me and yawned. GAWD alcoholic puke breath! Thankfully she settled back to sleep. She was brushing her teeth before we kissed again.

I got up and started making coffee. I thought about last night and I had some concerns. I am all about having a good time. But seeing the terrible life choices my sister made while drinking probably made me overly sensitive about things. Was this a bigger issue? Was she going to be belligerently drunk all the time? I stopped my doubts and pushed them to the side. She went out and got drunk. She didn’t make a habit of it. She acted out of character but It was nothing that couldn’t be explained by the booze. Let’s not get all worked up. Yet.

Since it was a Saturday I let her sleep it off. She came out wearing those shorts and that t- shirt with her hair pulled back into a ponytail. Even hung over she looked like a goddess. She grabbed some coffee and drank it slowly. I could tell her head was sore.

“So I remember a bunch of guys around me, I remember talking about needing to get my pussy licked. Then I vaguely remember you taking me out of the bar. Please tell me we are good.” She said as she kept her eyes down at her cup.

“We are good babe,” I said gently “But it brought up some stuff I would like to talk about when you feel up to it.”

She smiled.

“Of course. Let me drink this coffee, grab a shower, take a nap and then buy you dinner so we can talk. Does that work?” She asked.

“Absolutely honey. I would give you a kiss but you need to brush your teeth first.” I smiled.

“Gotcha. Coffee, teeth, shower, nap, dinner. This will be a good day. I want to offer a heartfelt blanket apology for last night Bill. I was annoyed you kept putting off coming out but I know you would have been there if you could. I shouldn’t have had so much to drink. I felt safe with Beth and my friends there but I still showed bad judgement. Thank you for being the best boyfriend ever.” She gave me a kiss on the cheek and moved toward the bathroom slowly.

This would probably be okay.

The dinner went well. I had mentioned my sister had a drinking problem but I had never told her the whole story. Basically my sister drank due to self esteem issues. She went in a downward spiral losing her family and friends along the way. It culminated in her waking up in a hotel room in Saginaw having lost 24 hours of memory. You would think that would have been a wake up call but after a year of sobriety she started drinking again although not as bad. She was now able to hold down a job and had some semblance of a relationship with her kids but every couple weeks I would get a drunk phone call or text from her.

After I got the story out April sipped her iced tea and looked at me lovingly.

“Bill I am so sorry about your sister. I am also really sorry that I made you think about that in regards to our relationship. I am really beginning to fall for you and I have no problem toning down my drinking if it makes you feel more comfortable. I don’t like the way I feel the day after I tie one on and I can’t bounce back Iike I could in college. So please let know if I am getting to be too much and I will listen to you.” She said.

That made me feel a lot better and the doubts that had been lingering in the back of my head went quiet. I was able to calm myself around April and get out of my head. I knew at this point I loved and was in love with her. I didn’t say anything because it had only been about a month but I knew that she was special.

The next step in our relationship was meeting her dad. That was handled over Memorial Day weekend. I was sweating and it had nothing to do with the heat.

April’s mom had passed away when she was twelve to breast cancer. Her maternal aunt moved in and helped her father raise her. April told me that even though they never got married, it was evident after a few years that things were more than platonic. She was quick to assure me that nothing had happened before her mother died. I thought it was nice that her dad didn’t have to be alone. She told me all about growing up in her dream house and how she loved having her aunt and father find each other. She was so beautiful in her excitement to see home.

As we drove up to the estate I couldn’t help but be impressed and a little intimidated by the big trees and the carefully manicured grounds. It was almost a quarter mile to the house which was a sprawling ranch style with a pond that could have been called a lake out the back yard.

As we pulled into the driveway I saw the door open up and a couple started walking out. As I parked the car she practically flew out and ran to hug a short, balding guy and huge Amazon of a woman.

I walked up slowly not wanting to interrupt the first few minutes of reconnecting but eventually the eyes all turned onto me.

“Dad and Barb, I would like you to meet my boyfriend, Bill Thompson. Dad I like this one so go easy on him.” She smiled so beautifully, I could handle anything as long as she was by my side.

The tall woman reached out and gave me a hug. She was really pretty but just ... Big. Not fat. Not overly muscular. She was all woman and she was all impressive.

“My name is Barb and I am April’s aunt. We are going to leave you to fend for yourself. If you survive Steve’s interrogation we will have a cold beer or glass of iced tea waiting for you.” She smiled warmly.

Barb and April hooked arms and walked back inside, closing the door. That left me and her dad. Alone. On the porch. I don’t think he had blinked. My fears and doubts were front and center trying to claw their way out through my belly.

He kept staring at me. With nothing else to do I stared back.

“So you’re the one fucking my daughter.” He said harshly. His voice was like gravel.

That shocked me. I had not expected vulgarity from this man especially in regards to his daughter who, by all accounts, he was deeply devoted to. I said the first thing that popped into my head.

“I was raised that a gentleman doesn’t tell nor ask, sir. Let me just say that your daughter and I seem to be very compatible.” I tried to return his even stare.

“So you’re a cheeky bastard then?” He growled.

Okay I was starting to get angry.

“I don’t consider myself much of anything sir. However I found your question to be inappropriate as it involves someone I care very deeply for.” I replied evenly

He continued to stare at me. I’ll be damned if I am going to stand on the porch all day.

“So do we want to whip them out and measure them right here?” I asked.

I saw the beginnings of a grin.

“Naw we have other guests coming and that type of thing should be done in private.”

He stuck out his hand.

“Steve Livingstone. April’s father.” He introduced himself.

I took his hand and slid my palm up just a bit higher than normal so he couldn’t get leverage to squeeze.

“Bill Thompson, April’s boyfriend.” I replied.

The grin broke out as he saw what I had done. Our handshake lasted a few seconds longer than was required as we tried to squeeze hard enough to assert our manhood. Yeah it is juvenile, so what?

He broke the handshake and we went in to join the girls.

I wouldn’t say that he ended up liking me or even that I earned his respect. I figured at best he wasn’t going to try to influence April against me. That is all I really wanted. I was into April, not her dad.

Either April forgot to mention or I didn’t realize, but this was the Livingstone annual picnic for his factory. I gained a lot of respect for how the guy treated his employees. At one point he was rolling on the ground with two little five year olds playing some form of silly game. He seemed pretty cool and looking at April I could tell she loved watching her dad romp around.

“If you give him grandkids he will love you forever.” I heard behind me.

I turned around to see Barb watching Steve and looking at me. She stepped up close and pitched her voice low so only I could hear.

“When Jackie died it left a hole in all of us. We were able to patch it up but it is still there. I love Steve but I can’t have kids. He is torn between wanting grandkids and wanting to make sure his princess is always safe. He likes you and she likes you. April tells me you sometimes get worried about things. Don’t be. At least not about this.”

She gave me a pat on the shoulder and wandered over to mingle with guests.

I went and assumed my favorite clothed position with my girlfriend. I stepped up behind her and wrapped her in a big hug as we watched her dad play with the kids. She tilted her head back and gave me a soft kiss. I whispered in her ear.

“I love you.”

I felt her body tense up then relax. She turned around in my arms and gave me one of those slow sensual kisses that seemed to say everything and nothing at the same time.

“I love you too.” She replied when we came up for air.

There was some clapping and a whistle as we realized that people were watching us. We both blushed and turned around to see her dad standing at looking at us with a odd look. He gave a small shrug of his shoulders and continued to play with the kids.

All in all it was a great day.

Two weeks later there was another incident that threw doubts on where we were going. Beth had just broken up with a boyfriend she really liked so April ran to be with her. I loved that my baby was so caring about her friends. I didn’t even mind when I got a drunk text asking me to pick them up because they had too much to drink. I thought that was really responsible of them. I grabbed a bottle of ibuprofen and a couple of eight packs of gatorade at the pharmacy on my way to the bar.

As I walked in I saw a huge crowd of people mainly guys off in the corner. I had a sinking feeling in my stomach as I pushed my way through the crowd to see Beth and April in a liplock that looked anything but platonic. I waved for the bouncer and walked up to them.

“Alright boys, the show’s over.” I yelled as I pulled them apart. They were both way past wasted.

That brought a lot of boos along with a couple of guys who started to flex. By that time the bouncer had come over to see what was up and the guys backed down.

“The next round is on me!” I shouted and that got me more than a few cheers.

Both girls were glassy eyed and completely out of it. April was able to focus on me and went to give me a hug.

“Bill, we need to take this beautiful creature home and fuck her. She needs a man and I told her you would be up for the job. Then I could lick your cum from her beautiful pussy and we can all be happy.” She smiled like it was the best idea ever.

Beth just sat there glassy eyed. I knew April considered herself bisexual, so that is why it kind of hurt to see my girlfriend making out with another woman. Then to want to bring her to our bed. Sure I liked the idea of two women as much as any guy but to have her tell me to fuck another woman just seemed wrong. I pushed all those thoughts down and concentrated on getting them to the car.

On the way home April kept talking about us having sex with Beth. Apparently Beth was also bi and had expressed interest. I am ashamed to admit that I was intrigued but now was not the time. Right now I was angry at my girlfriend.

“You want to fuck us both right now don’t you stud?” April was slurring.

“Actually I want you to pass out so it will be easier to get your ass in the house when we get home.” I replied.

“Asshole!” She spat.

“Are you scared you won’t be man enough for both of us? Scared you won’t be able to perform?” She continued.

April had never been mean before. This was a side of her I really didn’t like. We pulled into the drive way and thankfully she was asleep.

I fireman carried her to our bedroom and put the trashcan by the bedside. As I set her down I saw she was ready to hurl and I was able to catch most of it in the trashcan. I wiped her mouth and took off her shoes I laid her down and arranged the pillows so she couldn’t roll over on her back.

I went down and did the same thing with Beth except I set her up in my spare bedroom.

I crawled in my bed next to April and stared at the ceiling. I loved this girl and I know she loved me. We had to talk about this drinking issue though. I loved her to much to see her go through what my sister went through. I would help her get whatever help she needed. I would be her sober buddy if needed. I knew we could get through this. Everything else was wonderful. I went to push down those feelings of doubt and worry but they wouldn’t go easy. With that I fell into an uneasy slumber.

Six AM came way too early. I got up to take a shower and saw that April was already up and in the bathroom puking. I wandered down to the guest bathroom and found it occupied by a puking Beth. I had to pee so bad I ran outside and used the corner of the house. What can I say? I am a guy.

When I came back in the were stumbling around getting their shoes on. I almost laughed they looked so pitiful.