The Judgment of Sgt. J Chapter 4 Demons and Angels by walleyeguyj

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The Judgment of Sgt. J Chapter 4 Demons and AngelsI was a little unhappy with John for buying us such expensive gifts. Sherri loved her heart shape diamond necklace and to be truthful I loved my diamond tennis bracelet, as I had always wanted one. This man was full of surprises, as I had never gotten an expensive gift without having to have done something for it.

John even helped us with putting the grocery away I had brought home. As he did, he told me about a business seminar his company was to attend in a few weeks. He explained it was a way for the community to get to know his company. He said it would also give him a chance to accept applications for help as well.

“Could I fill one out?” I asked jokingly.

John looked at me then smiled as he replied, “I have a better idea how about you come to work for me.”

“John, I know nothing of your business,” I replied.

“All the better reason for joining me for the seminar,” John said smiling.

“I have nothing to wear for such an event,” I replied.

I caught John looking to Sherri then back to me as he said, “Then let’s go shopping.” John ran his hand atop of Sherri’s head as he added, “All of us.”

“CAN WE Mommy, can we,” Sherri cried out jumping up and down.

“JOHN,” I replied as I gave him a look.

“If it makes you feel better I will deduct it from your first paycheck,” John said smiling at me. “Beside it will give me a chance to show you some past projects as most of the malls around here we have built or helped build,” he added.

“OK and I will pay you back, you hear,” I replied.

I do not think he heard a word I had told him. I was beginning to think that maybe he thought he could buy my love. Which only made me think of him as a bad man instead of a good man as he was? We jumped into his truck and we drove up by the big lake. He showed us a few mini malls that he and Carrie his deceased wife had built together.

“She did all the work I mostly just got in the way,” John said to me as we drove.

“I find that very hard to believe,” I replied smiling at him.

“Mommy, Mommy, look your favorite house,” Sherri yelled out pointing out the window.

The house she was talking about is a lovely place sitting on the shores of the big lake. I remember it as only being a small cottage at one time. However, the place just kept growing as whoever owed it seemed to be adding to it until it stood as it did.

“John, do you know who built that lovely home?” I asked.

John replied, “No, sorry I do not,” with a crackle in his voice.

“I always thought a home like that must be filled with love and happiness,” I said looking back at it as we drove by.

During our drive John came to a set of railroad tracks and he stopped then looked to me as he said, “Please Kay always stop and look both ways.”

His voice was firm and his eyes sad when he had said that. I touched the side of his face telling him I would always remember that. I did not know these were the tracks where Carrie had lost her life.

When we arrived at the mall by the lake, it was almost lunchtime. John suggested we grab something to eat so we did. The three of us were sitting there when a sheriff and his female deputy came walking up to us. They walked by and then the sheriff turned back looking at us.

“Well I’ll be damned if it isn’t SGT. J,” the sheriff said as he came back to our table.

John arose from the table sticking his hand out as he replied, “Just John sheriff please.”

The sheriff shook his hand as he said, “Have not seen you for age’s folks around here said you up and done yourself …,” the sheriff got out before John dragged him away from our table.

John gave a strange look to the female deputy as him and the sheriff walked away from our table. The female deputy came over to us and she sized me up and down for a second. Then she introduced herself as Deputy Gail.

“So you know this man?” Deputy Gail asked me.

I was about to explain we only went to school together. I wanted her to know I was not involved in anything he might be involved with or had done. However, I did not get a chance to as John and the sheriff returned to our table.

Sherri looked to me then to the sheriff as she asked, “Mommy, are they taking John to jail?”

We both had a worried look on our faces before the sheriff replied, “No sweetie just good friends with Sgt. I mean John.” “Now you stop by and see me soon John the county is going to add onto to our office and I know you will give us a fair deal,” the sheriff said to John.

He then tilted his hat to Sherri and me as he added smiling, “You two have a special man there you two take good care of him,” before him and deputy Gail walked away.

John sat down and I looked to him as I asked, “Why did he call you Sgt. J?”

“I was a SGT. during the Vietnam War,” John replied hanging his head for a second then looking me in my eyes.

I stared into his eyes seeing that fire return to them as I replied, “You never told me you were in Vietnam.” That fire seemed too intensified as I stared into his eyes before I added, “I see you do not care to talk about it John,” looking away from his eyes.

“Kay, I will tell you later just not here,” John replied looking at Sherri.

I told him that would be OK however once again fear over took me. I had no idea what he may have done during Vietnam. I only knew that some men were very bad during that war even killing babies I had heard. I also knew some had returned crazy.

Those thoughts left my mind as John took me into a business attire shop. They had the loveliest business clothes for women. An older woman came walking over to us and she gave John a big hug.

“Long time no see, John,” “It has been over three years,” the women said.

“It has been that long,” John replied with a puzzled look then a sad look on his face.

I rather figured maybe Carrie his deceased wife used to shop here. The women asked him what she could do for him today. John took my hand and placed mine in hers telling her to make me business like. After trying a few outfits on I settled for a pinstripe pants and jacket outfit that was very lovely however when I saw the price.

“It is too expensive I will look for something cheaper.” I said.

“She will take that one,” John told the sales clerk.

“Only if I can pay you back,” I said looking to John.

He shook his head yes and handed the woman his credit card. The woman came back and she gave him his card back. The woman turned to me handing me the package. She gave me a hug and as she did.

She whispered into my ear, “You take care of that man you hear.”

That was twice in the same day I had someone tell me that. I wondered just what they knew that I did not know. We walked down a few shops as I was thinking about it. I looked to see that we were outside a skating shop. Sherrie had her face pressed against the display window. I looked to John shaking my head.

He walked us into the shop and the salesperson waited on us. John ended up buying us each a pair of the best skates on the market at the time. Hell the three pairs of skate cost more than the car I was driving had. I saw how happy and surprised Sherri was for she had never had anyone buy her stuff as John was.

I looked to John as I said, “Thank you for making my daughter happy,” as I wiped a tear away. I smiled at him as I added, ““So you have big feet as well as large hands.”

John told me he knew how to ice skate so how hard was it to roller skate. I just smiled at him hoping I was there when he tried to roller skate.
He drove us home and I asked him if he would like to stay for dinner.

“How about we just grab a pizza at the skating rink?” John asked looking at me then to Sherri.

“JOHN,” I replied thinking he had spent enough money on us for the day.

“We have to try these new skates,” John said.

“Can we mommy?” Sherri asked me showing the biggest smile on her face.

“OK but we both are cleaning your office for you tomorrow understand,” I replied.

The three of us went skating that night and John found out the hard way ice skating was not roller-skating. I knew his butt was going to be sore from being on it so much. However, he caught on fast and he looked to be having the time of his life. I also realized that not only Sherri was enjoying herself but I was as well.

Sherri even showed John off to some of her friends from school. They all had him out skating as I sat watching them. I was actually happy, as I had never seen my daughter enjoying herself as she was. John finally skated over and joined me at the table.

“Thank you John for doing something where Sherri could join us,” “She is the happiest I have seen her in a long time,” I said to him taking his hand into mine.

John smiled at me as he replied, “You both have made me the happiest I have felt in a long time.”

I gazed into his eyes as I touched the side of his face with my hand as I said, “John, you would have made a wonderful father to your daughter and she would have been proud of you.”

The night seemed to end all too soon. I sat next to John cuddled against him as Sherri cuddles against me as we drove home. It was the first time I could remember her cuddle being one of joy rather that fear. I leaned my head against his arm thinking I did not want this night to end.

We returned to our house and John walked us both up to the door. Sherri motioned for him to bend over with her finger. John did and she hugged him giving him a kiss on his cheek as well.

“Thank you John, I had fun tonight,” Sherri, said as she went in closing the door behind her. A second later she opened the door and she looked at me as she said, “Now you kiss him really good mom,” giving a little cute laugh as she closed the door again.

John stood there holding my hand as he asked, “Care to join me for a night cap,” “I know this nice little place not far from here.”

“OK John, let me get Sherri into bed first,” I replied.

The front door swung open with Sherri and my mom standing there as mom said, “I will see she gets to bed OK you two run along.”

I sat next to him cuddled against him as he drove. We pulled into a driveway about twenty minutes later. John explained this was that nice little place he was telling me about, the place he called home.

John gave me a tour of his place. He had a cozy home with bare walls that he explained, as he did not decorate well. His house had a nice fair sized kitchen, a huge living room with a fireplace. He had a full clean bathroom, which shocked me after all he was a man. His home had two bedrooms a charming small one and a huge master bedroom. Our tour ended in his master bedroom.

“That is my entire little house,” John said to me.

I wrapped my arms around his neck as I replied, ““I am in the room I wanted to see,” staring into his eyes.

John slipped his arms around me as he lowered his face to mine. Our lips touched as we kissed deeply. Once again, I heard all the bells and whistles going off in my head as we kissed. I licked at his lips until he opened his mouth taking my tongue into his. Our tongues danced in our mouths as we kissed deeply and with much passion.

John’s hand slipped from my back down to my butt. He used his hand at my butt to pull me against his body. I slipped my hand between us placing it at his crotch. I rubbed my hand there feeling his cock growing as I did. John broke our kiss as he gazed into my eyes.

“Are you sure you’re ready?” John asked.

“Yes if you are John,” I replied.

John kissed my forehead then slowly worked his kisses down my face and onto my neck. He slowly unbuttoned my shirt kissing me where each button had been. John eased my shirt over my shoulders kissing and licking at one then the other. My pussy was tingling and my juices started to flow as he removed my shirt tossing it to the bed. John kissed and licked at the top of my exposed breasts in the push up bra I had worn.

He ran his hands lightly across my back until his hand came to the bra clasp. His fingers skillfully unhooked my bra with the first try. John slipped my bra from me and he gazed at my tits with a smile on his face. I was sure he liked my 40 c girls.

John kissed and licked slowly around each of my tits as I moaned softly. My nipples grew hard instantly as his tongue licked at them. I placed my hands to the back of his head running my hands through his hair as he suckled at my breasts. My breathing got deep as his tongue and mouth toyed with my boobs. I felt my pussy twitch and I swear I had a small orgasm as he ran his tongue up between my tits.

I pushed his head from my chest as I seductively said, “My turn now.”

I pulled his shirt from his jeans rolling it up over his sexy abdomen I kissed at his six pack abs. John bent over so I could remove his shirt, which I tossed next to mine on the bed. I ran my hands over his chest and arms as I felt each muscle. I kissed and licked at his nipples making them as hard as mine.

“You have such a manly chest,” I cooed as I kissed at it his chest.

I kissed and licked my way down his chest and over his six-pack abs slipping to my knees as I did. I undid his belt then unsnapped his jeans. I unzipped his jeans pulling them down and off him having him step from them. I tossed them up onto the pile of clothes we were building on the bed.

I placed my hand onto his hard throbbing cock under his jockeys. It danced in my hand wanting to be set free. I tugged at his jockeys causing the head of his cock to pop up and rise to his abdomen.

“You are a big boy,” I said looking up to John with a smile on my face.

I pulled his jockeys down exposing his hard throbbing cock. I wrapped my hand around the cock I had so wanted to feel. I pumped at his cock making it grow even harder in my hand. I dropped my hand from his cock.

“I have to check something,” I said as I reached for my purse on the bed.

I searched in my purse until I found a little tape measure that I pulled from my purse. I wiped it out laying it upon his hard cock as I measured his cock. John gave me a funny look as I did.

“8 ¾ inches, large hands large cock,” I said. “Cathy and I were wondering about your big hands,” I added smiling at John.

I wrapped my hand around his cock again pumping at it before I pulled his shorts the rest of the way down. John stepped from them as I tossed them to the bed. I kissed and licked at his thighs.

“AHHHh Kay,” John moaned out as I licked at the inside of his thighs working my way up them then back down.

From his thighs, I moved my tongue to his balls as my hand pulled his cock up and away from his hanging nut sack. I rolled his balls in my other hand before I kissed and licked them using my tongue all over his balls.

I ran my finger across the head of his cock feeling the pre-cum forming on the head of his dick. I twirled my finger in it until I had some on my finger. I placed that finger to my mouth as I looked up to John. I slipped my finger into my mouth as I sucked at it slowly then I ran it in and out of my mouth. I smiled at John as his cock danced in my face.

John picked me up from my knees as he said,” My turn now.”

His lips went to mine and he kissed me deeply as his fingers unsnapped my jeans then unzipped them. John kissed his way down the front of my body as I had his. When he started to slip my jeans from me, my hands went to my abdomen. I tensed up as I covered the stretch marks upon there.

John looked up to me, as he said, “Never cover the beauty of life giving,” as he pulled my hands away from my stretch marks.

I fought back tears hearing his words for no man had ever told me that before. I started to wish that I were not enjoying this as I was. I was falling more for him each second I was spending with him.

John kissed and licked his way around my stretch marks. He traced them with his tongue as if he was reading a map only using his tongue. I finally pushed at his head wanting to feel that tongue elsewhere. John slipped my jeans from me tossing them to the bed.

John turned his attention to my pussy. I had worn red panties and my hairy pussy was flowing from both sides of them. I could feel my pussy dripping into my panties as well.

“Hairy beaver just how I like them,” John said smiling to me.

John kissed and licked at the panties covering my hairy pussy. He seemed to be poking his tongue at my pussy through my panties. John took his hands running them lightly up the backs of my thighs as he pushed his face into my panties.

John had his hands to the back of my panties as he pulled them off my butt. I stepped out of them as he pulled them down to my ankles. John wrapped his arms around my thighs as he spun me to bed. I ended up in a sitting position with my legs off the bed. He placed my foot into his hand lifting it up as he did.

John caressed my foot gently in his strong big hands. He started to kiss and lick his way across the top of my foot. From there he took his tongue to the sole of my foot where he licked at it. He flicked his tongue wildly on the sole of my foot.

I jerked my foot as I said, “John, I’m ticklish there,” letting out a little laugh.

John dropped that foot picking up my other foot doing the same to it. He then slowly worked his tongue up my leg. He was kissing and licking his way up my leg. John kissed at my thigh then licked at it. He moved his tongue to the inside of my thigh were he ran his tongue in little circles. My breathing became fast with soft moans escaping my lips as he skillfully used that tongue. John kissed at my pussy then he used his hands to part my hairy pussy exposing my pussy lips.

He ran his tongue between my pussy lips. My pussy parted as it felt his tongue between the lips of my pussy. My pussy lips opened like butterfly wings as his tongue parted them.

“AHHHhhh John,” I cooed out as he licked at my pussy.

John removed his tongue from at my pussy moving it my other thigh. He teased it with his tongue slowly working his way down my leg. He worked his way kissing and licking back up to my pussy.

I could feel my juices dripping from my hairy pussy as he did. No man had ever used his tongue as John was doing on my legs, thighs and my pussy. His hands went under my thighs as he lifted then pushed my legs back. When he did, I felt my juices running down to my asshole.

“AHHhhhhh JOHN,” I moaned out loudly as I felt his tongue licking between my pussy and my asshole.

His tongue licked at my juices then he licked at my asshole. John pushed my thighs back toward my head exposing more of my asshole for his tongue to lick. I placed my hands just below my thighs and above my knees pulling them back even further giving him move room to lick at my asshole.

His tongue poked at my asshole, then licked at it a few more times. John moved his tongue back up to my pussy and he buried his tongue up inside of it. It felt as if he was licking the inner wall of my pussy with his tongue. My thighs started to shake then pleasure raced through my body.

“AHhh John you’re going to make me orgasm,” I screamed out loudly.

John licked wildly at my pussy as my hands went to the back of his head. I pumped my pussy into his face as I pulled it against my pussy. John started to take his tongue in and out of my pussy.

“AHHHHh JOHN,” I screamed as I closed my thighs around his head as my orgasm came over me.

John just kept digging his tongue at my pussy. My pussy convulsed as I bucked my hips upward as a powerful strong orgasm came over me. It was unlike any that I had ever had. It rocked my whole body and I felt my eyes rolling up into my head.

“JOHN AHHHhhhh,” I screamed out as my pussy left go with a strong powerful squirt.

My juices splashed into his mouth and his face. My whole body shook and trembled as my orgasm went on as my juices flowed from my pussy. John just buried his face at my pussy licking want juices he could and taking the rest against his face. I was lost in my orgasm when I realized I was pulling his face tighter against my pussy. I removed my hands from the back of his head allowing him to take a breath.

I looked down to John to see his face dripping in my juices. I had never squirted that much before in my life. The bed covers were soaked as well as the floor under John. John kissed and licked lightly at my pussy as if he wanted to get the last drop of my juices.

John kissed his way up to my clit. He used his tongue to tease it then he flicked at it. I felt John slipping two fingers into my pussy as he tongued my clit. His finger found my special spot in an instant. John did not rub hard at my special spot with his fingers instead; he massaged it with his fingers.

I was wondering where and who had taught this man his skills. That thought soon left my mind as I felt his mouth engulf my clit. John sucked at it and it felt as if he had wrapped his tongue around it as well. I felt a tingle that started at my feet and raced upward through my body.

My hands went to my tits and I pinched and pulled at my nipples as pleasure once again ran throughout my body. I started to squirm and roll my head from side to side on the bed. This man was pushing all the right buttons on my pussy and clit.

“AHHHH Dam I can‘t hold back JOHN,” I screamed as many multi-orgasms came racing through my body.

My pussy sucked at his fingers as he sucked at my clit. My eyes closed as another squirt came from my pussy. This one was more powerful than the first one. I screamed that I was going to pee as I lost all control of my body. My pussy left go with its juices first followed by two or three powerful streams of pee.

John just buried his face into my pussy taking them both in his face. I felt him kissing at my pussy then slowly licking his way up my body using his tongue to lick as he did. John stopped at my stretch marks once again tracing them with his tongue. I slowly came down from my last orgasm as he did.

I once had men pay me for my services and after what John had just done to me, I felt like I should be paying him. This man knew every erogenous zone on my body as he kissed and licked his way up to my face. His hands had gently lifted my tit and he used his tongue lightly underneath my breasts almost bringing me to another orgasm.

I pulled his face from my tits pulling him on top of me as I parted my legs. His cock throbbed against my pussy as our lips met. I wrapped my arms around his neck kissing him deep and with passion. I felt his hand going between us then his cock against my pussy.

“AHHhhh John,” I moaned breaking our kiss as his cock entered my pussy.

I wrapped my legs up around his back while bucking my hips. I wanted that cock buried deeply in my pussy. John went to kissing me as he slowly fucked me with his cock. It was a slow and steady pace one where I could feel every inch of his cock sliding through my wet pussy.

“Your cock feels lovely, John,” I said to him between our kisses.

John slipped his arms back under my legs and placed them onto his shoulders. His cock never missed a stroke as he did. I closed my eyes as he fucked my pussy deeper and faster. My pussy squeezed at his cock as an orgasm came over me. John buried his cock deeply and he tensed up as his cock throbbed then swelled in my pussy.

“AHHHHHhh KAY,” John yelled.

His cock blasted cum deeply into my pussy. John moved his cock in and out as cum filled my pussy. My own orgasm ended as he was still moving his cock in and out draining more cum from his cock.

I lost all my emotions as I started to cry and sob. I tried to fight the feeling however I could not as tears flowed from my eyes. John looked down at me then he jumped from on top of me, his dick slipping from my wet full pussy.

“Are you OK Kay?” “I did not hurt you did I?” “Tell me you are all right,” John said with a pleading look on my face.

I wrap my arms around his neck still sobbing as I pull myself from the bed. I am staring into his eyes while I fight to stop crying and sobbing. My lips tremble as I try to speak and at first, nothing came from my mouth. John has a look of panic on his face as he stares back into my eyes.

I finally manage to speak as I said, “John no one has ever made that sweet of love to me in my life.”

John wraps me in his arms as he replies, “Then they were all fools or just did not care about your feelings as I do.” Tears fills John’s eyes as he added, “I thought I may have hurt you or something.”

I stare at those tears of his as I replied, “John I am trying real hard not to fall in love with you.” “But you just make it so dam hard not too,” as I wiped his tears from his face.

“I will wait for your love however long it takes,” John said smiling. Then he added, “Kay I am in love with you,” as his eyes shined and sparkled.

“I know John I know,” I replied kissing him gently on the lips.

John holds me as we both regain our composure then we both dress. John walks me into the living room asking me if I would like a glass of wine. I nod my head yes as I watch him walk from the room the man even has a nice walk. I stand there telling myself this man is truly special. However, at the same time that demon voice inside of me is telling me not to fall in love with him.

“You know what will happen if you show this man love,” the voice said to me.

I walked to the charming fireplace and notice that the mantle has photos in frames on it. The first one I saw was a lovely long blonde haired girl in a wedding dress. She is holding hands with a John in a military uniform.

I can tell by their smiles that this was a happy day for them both. I take the picture from the mantle into my hand looking at it closely. The blonde haired girl has the loveliest smile and she is not only beautiful but also very sexy looking. John is standing proud next to her in his dress army greens. His sergeant stripes showing as well as many ribbons and medals adorn his manly chest.

I glance to the other pictures on the mantle. They are all either them together or the blonde haired girl alone. There is one of her in a boat in a bikini her boobs were as big as mine were if not bigger. My body does even begin to compare to hers. She is in another picture holding a big fish and smiling while standing sideways. Her legs are perfect as was her butt. John walks in with two glasses of wine.

I turned with their weeding photo in my hand as I asked, “Is this Carrie?”

“Yes that is her in all of those photos up there,” John replied.

“John she was a beautiful woman much more than I,” I said to him placing their photo back onto the mantle. My eyes went to a case full of medals hanging above the mantle then to John as I asked, “John are those your medals from Vietnam?

“They are Kay,” John replied as the shine and sparkle left his eyes.

“You must have been very brave as only brave men receive medals,” I said as looking to a sign hanging over the medal case.

There is a saying craved deeply in wood with a lovely frame made of branches. A flash catches my eyes as I saw his wedding band hanging from one of the branches. I read the words craved in the wood. Those words John once whispered to me as he held me.

“John you said those words to me once, Hush, hush my love or the creatures of the night will get you,” I said as I wrapped my arms around myself as I suddenly became very cold.

John asked me if I was cold. I shook my head yes that I was. He walked me to the sofa and sat me down handing me my glass of wine. John tells me he will build a fire to take the chill from the air.

I sat there watching him build a fire as I wonder why I had suddenly grown cold. This man has done nothing but warm my heart since the day I met him. John bent down poking at the fire as the eyes of his deceased wife stares into mine from her picture on the mantle.

I hear that voice in me as it said, “You can never replace her.”

My eyes move upward to that sign that hangs on the fireplace. I can find no meaning to it as I read it repeatedly. I stare at John as he pokes at the fire. John turns and he looks at me.

“John what does that sign mean?” I asked. “Please John tell me, you told me that you would keep no secrets from me,” I added.

John walks over to the table beside the sofa. He takes his wine glass as he returns to the fireplace. He looks to the sign then to his medals before he sits his glass of wine upon the mantle.

John turns to me as he said, “There are tissues beside the sofa if you need them.” “The story behind that sign and those words Hush, hush my love or the creatures of the night will get you,” “Started many years ago.” “It’s a story about a girl and a boy who had grown up together from birth.” “The girl’s name was Terri and the boy’s name was John.”

I sat there listening to John tell me his story of growing up in his neighborhood and how their favorite past time was playing war. He told me how the girl next door had been the first love of his life as well as about experimenting with sex with her. John’s eyes sparkled and shined as he talked about how Carrie that girl’s cousin came to live with her. She even joined in on their sex fun. John eyes grew dark and filled with hate as he explained about Paul. He then explained how Terri broke his heart and he blamed everyone but himself.

“I ran away to fight in that war as revenge on people close to me as I blamed them the most for losing Terri,” John said to me.

“John is that the same Terri I saw you with,” I asked.

John shook his head as he went on with his story. He explained how he spent two long years fighting in the jungles of Vietnam. He told me of the three J’s as he showed me the faded tattoo. I reached for the tissue as he explained how they had died and the enemy surrounded him that night as he lie motionless on the jungle floor.

“Those two girls from my neighborhood saved me or stopped me from joining my brothers that day in Vietnam,” John said to me.

He explained he was going to empty his weapon into the enemy. He closed his eyes to say a pray before joining his friends, John told me about Terri and Carrie coming to him in his mind wanting him to join them in their arms by the lake. The girls stopped him or surely, he would have died that day.

“The army decided I needed some time back home,” John said to me as he poked violently at the fire.

On my return home, I read letters from Carrie, which I had never opened the whole time I was there, John explained to me. He told me how she confessed her love for him and feared he would never return home. He explained after reading her letters on his return home, he fell in love with Carrie and she had been in love with him forever. John hung his head down then as he poked at the fire.

I had done a foolish thing before returning home I signed up for another tour,” John said. “I did not know she loved me and that I loved her,” John added.

John told me of the time they spent together before he had to return to Vietnam. How when he returned this time he was taking their happy place with him. A place you hear the gentle lapping of the waves crashing against the shoreline. Where the moon dances on the water, where stars shine bright to many to count.

“When ever I felt lonely or afraid when I returned to Vietnam the second time I had our happy place to take myself to in my mind,” John said to me as I reached for more tissues.

“I got careless one night when out on patrol with three other brave men,” John said as he reached behind the medal case and pulled a letter from behind it.

John unfolded the letter slowly then he read it to me. It was from his lieutenant as he had written to Carrie when John received his wounds. The letter explained what happened that night while he and the others were on patrol. How someone had stepped on a booby trap that killed three and left one fighting for his life. His lieutenant explained to Carrie how John had managed to walk from that jungle to the edge of their fire base even with the serve wounds he had. If not for the love this brave man carries for you in his heart he surely would have died.

“I lie in a hospital bed in Japan in a coma for close to three month lost in my nightmares.” “Carrie never left my side watching over me praying and hoping I would return to her,” John explained to me.

John explained how he did not want to go on living as he blames himself for the men lost during his time in Vietnam. He explained how Carrie helped him to fight the demons he brought home from Vietnam. When he returned home, they were married. We both were happy and in love with each other. He spoke of how his nightmares and flashback stopped as Carrie and I spent our days together at our house on the lake.

“That house Sherri said you liked the one we drove by today.” “The one you asked me if I knew who had built it,” John said to me as he looked into the fire.

“Yes I know which one,” I replied wiping my tears.

John turned to me and with a little smile then sadness he said, ““That was once our happy little home on the lake.”

John spoke to me of seeing big red eyes in the woods to the east of their house. How each time he saw those red eyes piercing through the morning fog or the blackness of night. He would get one of those gut feelings as if something was about to happen.

John explained how they were not eyes but railroad crossing lights. How Carrie and his unborn daughter Melissa lost their lives at that very train crossing we had stopped at today. His eyes filled with tears and he fought them back as he explained how alone and afraid he felt with out Carrie.

“It hurt more because I knew, I could never hold Melissa or Carrie again in my arms,” John said to me.

“I challenged God himself one day standing on our dock shaking my fist at him telling him to take me during a raging thunderstorm.” “He turned me down and I swore there was no god,” John said looking sadly at me.

He explained how seeing his old fishing pole and this photo of Carrie and him holding up their fish together. John handed me a photo from the mantel as he explained about going to fish his way out to California. Just to watch the sunset because Carrie was from there and she had always said I would love them.

John explained how he got lost on his way and how he turned to drugs to deal with the demons that returned after her death. He told me of ghosts not only from Vietnam but of Carrie filled his days and nights. John explained about those three unfortunate bikers would had to face the monster that dwelt in his soul.

“I sat in a hotel bed in California sucking on the barrel of a 45.” “I was going to end it all just to be with Carrie,” John said to me as tears ran from both of us.

John poked at that fire that had burned down as he said, “Carrie came to me that night in my hotel telling me to put the gun down.” “She told me she would not wait for me if I killed myself.” “Carrie explained to me that she never left me because she will always be in my heart.”

John explained about checking himself into rehab to kick his drug habit. He told me about returning home to find out that his accountant had pretty much wiped out their construction company. John explained to me how he ended up going to college all because Carrie’s diploma had fallen from the wall. John laid the poker against the fireplace as he walked over to me. I was wiping my crying eyes with tissue as he did.

John looked down into my eyes as he said, “While at school I met this charming lovely woman who has this sweet little girl who unfroze my heart.”

I looked up into his face as my lips trembled as I asked, “Could you please take me home John?”

“WHAT?” John asked in return.

Would you please take me home John?” I asked again standing up as I did.

John did not say anything but walk me to his truck. I was surprised when he even held the door open for me to get into his truck. I sat there just looking out the window as he drove me home. I wiped at my tears when his eyes were on the road ahead of us.

When John pulled into the driveway he stopped his truck and took a hold of my hand asking, “Kay what is wrong?” “Can’t we talk about it?” “Please tell me what I did?”

I jerked my hand from his as I replied, “No John, this is good bye,” “I don’t want too ever see you again,” as I jumped from the truck crying as I ran for the house.
I closed the door behind me as I entered the house. I leaned back against the door crying. I knew John was standing outside of the door.

“Please John just leave,” I sobbed out from behind the door.

I heard his truck pull from the driveway as I went to my bedroom. I sat down onto the bed and looked to my wrist. I rubbed where the diamond tennis bracelet John had given me once was. I had taken it off and placed it beside my glass of wine before I asked him to take me home.

After seeing photos of his wife and him together, I saw how lovely his wife truly was. As I did, I only saw myself, as I looked abused and beaten, I saw the love and happiness they shared and the despair that has filled mine. Their eyes told me they loved each other very much. This man John was a good man. He was too good of a man for a bad person like me.

John only proved that to me with his story. I felt his love for that girl named Carrie as he told me his story. It was about the most beautiful tale of love I had ever heard. They were soul mates designed by gods hand meant for each other from the beginning while John and I were but passing ships in the night.

I cried myself to sleep that night not over turning John away from me, as it was the right thing to do. He was high class while I was low class, He was a good man and I was a bad person. I cried because I did not know how I was going to explain to my daughter that I had sent her dream away.

The next morning I came down to breakfast. My mom was sitting at the table as I walked into the kitchen. My eyes red and swollen from crying and my hair a mess as I got a cup of coffee, I looked like shit.

“Kay, you didn’t?” My mom asked me.

She knew before I told her I had sent John away. I explained to her how lovely his deceased wife was as well as the bond that held them together. I ended up telling her the same story John had told me.

“He is better off without me,” I said to her.

Mom stood up as she shook her head from side to side, “You are a fool child to send such a man away,” as she placed her empty coffee cup into the sink. She turned to me as she asked, “What of your daughter does she have to be miserable like you?”

I had no answer for her as she walked away shaking her head from side to side. Sherri had gotten up early to go somewhere with her friends so I would not have to deal with her right now. I managed to avoid Sherri when she did return home. I was mowing the yard when my mom came outside to me.

“Your daughter is inside calling John,” mom said to me

“Why it is over between him and me,” I replied.

“It might be for you but not for your daughter,” mom said.

I was going to go to Sherri however, mom told me to let her enjoy her happiness a little longer before I take it away from her. I cried as I finished the yard work as my own mother thought I was a bad mother. I waited until it was Sherri’s bedtime before I would tell her.

As I tucked her into bed Sherri asked, “Why didn’t John come see you today mommy?”

“I am no longer seeing John,” I replied.

“Why mommy is he a bad man?” Sherri asked sitting up in her bed.

I fought back my tears as I replied, “I will explain it all to you when you are older,” “Right now it is your bedtime,” as I lay her back down into her bed.

“Mommy, can I ask you something?” Sherri asked me sitting up in her bed.

“What is that sweetie?” I asked in return.

“Does that mean the Angel Carrie no longer looks after me as I sleep?” Sherri asked me.

“Who looks after you? I asked.

She replied, “Carrie does mommy because she went to heaven where she got her wings.” “When John tucked me into bed that night he told me good night sweet child and have no fears for I know an angel who walks with us; she is here and always near.”

“I am sure she still does,” I replied to her as I kissed her goodnight fighting back my tears.

I cried myself to sleep that night with my head buried into my pillow so she could not hear me. I might have made a mistake when I sent John away. The next morning Sherri came down for breakfast happy and cheerful as could be. I had figured she would be back to being sad especially now that she knew, I was no longer seeing John.

“Why are you so happy today Sherri?” I asked.

“Because Angel Carrie told me in my dream last night not to worry your mommy would listen to her heart as does John,” Sherri said.

“Did Carrie tell you anything else in your dream?” I asked figuring my sweet little girl was making this all up.

“Yes she told me everything would be OK and that Melissa and her would wait for all of us to join them when the time came,” Sherri said to me.

“Wait for us where?” I asked her.

“At their happy place on the lake where you hear the gentle lapping of the waves crashing against the shoreline. Where the moon dances upon the water, where stars shine bright to many to count,” that sweet little girl replied.

I almost fell over when she had told me that. I had just learned of this happy place the other night so I knew she had not heard of it from me. I also was sure that John would not have told her his story. I sent her off to school while I stayed home from school for I could not face John.

I sat around all day trying to figure out what Sherri had told me. I knew she might have known Carrie and Melissa’s names. In addition, that Carrie was now an Angel as John had told her she lives in heaven. However, there was no way she could have known about their happy place.

Sherri came home from school as happy as ever. We had dinner, which I had fixed her favorite spaghetti with meatballs. My mother went out with some friends and told me not to wait up on her. Sherri was in her room drawing and I had just sat down onto the sofa when Cathy walked in the door.

“GIRL why did you break that man’s heart,” Cathy screamed at me. “I have half the notion to take that man from you,” she added.

“YOU LEAVE your hands off JOHN he belongs to my mommy,” Sherri yelled charging at Cathy then striking her fists to her thighs.

“SHERRI ANN you go to your room young lady,” I screamed.

As Sherri ran to her room I apologized to Cathy for her behavior then Cathy said, “Your daughter will fight for that man but you won’t.”

“Cathy, I can’t his dead wife was more lovely than I ever was,” “They shared a special bond which they still share after her death,” I replied.

“I know how lovely she was and I know his story as well,” Cathy said. “I also know your story,” “How you are not special, how you only feel loved by the numbers of bruises on you.” “How your pain must be your daughters pain.” “How you leave anyone including me when they tell you that they love you,” she added.

I sat there thinking Cathy was right. She had spoken nothing but the truth. I cried once more ashamed of myself. I had sent a good man away while keeping bad ones longer than I should have. Cathy sat down beside me wrapping her arms around me.

“Kay, you have to let the ice around your heart thaw,” Cathy said to me rubbing her hand on my back.

I looked into her face as I replied, “John meleted it when he made love to me Saturday night and I mean love not sex.” “He even told me that he loves me.”

“Why did you send him away then Kay?” Cathy asked.

“Because I was scared of being hurt again as I was falling in love with him as well,” I replied. I wiped at my tears as I added, “I have only screwed my life and my daughter’s life up again.” “I sent away not only a good man but one my daughter trusts.”

“Do you want John back?” Cathy asked me.

“I was wrong however he will want nothing to do with me just as my daughter soon will not,” I replied. “I probably hurt him and he will never talk to me again,” I added.

“Kay do you agree that John is special as Sherri see’s him?” Cathy asked taking my hand.

“That man is special for he has my daughter talking to Angels,” I replied smiling at her.

Cathy wiped her own tears as I told her about Sherri telling me she talked to Carrie in her dream last night. I told her about Angel Carrie telling Sherrie about their happy place. I explained to her that there was no way she could have known about it.

“A man who has survived what he has faced in life has to be walking with Angels,” Cathy said to me.

“What am I going to do?” I asked her.

“Well first talk to him, tell him what you told me,” Cathy replied. “If that does not work then tell him we will do him in a threesome if he takes you back,” she added.

“Would you Cathy?” I asked.

“To be with you and with him I would,” Cathy replied hugging me tightly.

Her embrace of me was one that I had not felt in a long time. It was a loving one. My body filled with warmth and peace just as it does when John holds me. I felt at ease as she held me once more as she had many times before, which I had missed dearly.

Cathy moved her mouth to my ear then whispered, “I love you Kay, I always have and I always will.”

I whispered back into her ear, “I love you Cathy and I want you as much as I want and need John.”

Cathy and I talked into the night. She even got thing straighten out with Sherri. Cathy promised her that John was mommies and she was only helping me get him back. Sherri told her she was helping as well because she wanted a man she could call daddy. I also told Cathy I would share John with her, all she had to do was to ask. I was in love with Cathy and John. They both made me feel good about myself and they both made Sherri happy.

I also thought Cathy might be able to help me with John, as I knew nothing of that Vietnam War; she had a brother who fought in that war. I also remembered he had taken his own life due to the demons he had brought home with him. I did not sleep well that night as I was full of worry that John the man I was falling in love with would send me away as I had him.

Cathy picked me up for school the next morning. I told her I was scared to face John after what I had done. Cathy urged me to tell him the truth.

“If you don’t Kay, I will,” Cathy said to me as we pulled into the parking lot.

Cathy and I went to our usual sitting place and we waited. John finally walked into the room. I looked at him then turned away quickly. He walked right over to our table

“Good morning ladies,” John said. He looked at me as he added, “You left this at my house Saturday night,” as he handed the tennis bracelet to me.

“John, you know I cannot accept that, I replied looking up to him.

“Then just throw it away,” “I am not for sure what happened Saturday night but if I said something or hurt you in anyway I am sorry.” “I do hope that you will you please still do the business seminar with me as I already signed you up,” John said to me in a firm but polite tone of voice.

“John…,” I started to say then John placed his fingers to my lips.

John removed his finger as he said, “I am not taking the bracelet back, do the seminar with me and consider it as payment for it if you want too.” “I only meant it to be a token of my thanks for showing me happiness but I know I can never be happy again.” “Please tell your daughter I am sorry if I brought any despair to her as I have on you,” then he turned and walked away.

I turned to Cathy with tears in my eyes as I said, “I was going to tell him but he stopped me.”

“Well go after him Kay,” Cathy replied wiping my tears from my eyes.

I grabbed my books and I searched the halls however, John was gone. I went into the girl’s room where I cried until the first class bell rang. I walked slowly to my morning class. I had my books pressed against my chest with my arms around them as one hand rubbed at the tennis bracelet around my wrist.

I walked into the room to see John sitting in his sit. I had not thought to look in our first class for him. He looked at me then looked away quickly. I went to him rubbing my hand lightly on his back as I sat down beside him.

John turned looking at me as I said, “John, I will do the seminar with you.”

“Thank you,” John replied looking away.

I sat there as class began just staring at him. He never looked to me however, I could see his eyes shift my way every now and then. I was still staring at him when our first break bell rang. John hurried from the classroom and I followed him outside. He was standing there when I walked up beside him. I looked at him then I hung my head to the ground. It was my way of telling him that he won and I surrender.

“Would you like to go talk somewhere?” John asked me.

I shook my head yes then he asked, “Anywhere special you would like to go?”

“Your office would be fine as I have never seen it,” I replied.

John drove me to his office and he seemed surprised when I sat next to him with my arm laced through his. We soon arrived at his office. It was a big building instead of just a little office. John told me it was mostly empty now but at one time, his company filled all the rooms.

John introduced me to his partner Frank. John had already told me about Frank how he was with him and Carrie when they ran his company together. Frank seemed like a nice man and he was even joking with John about not disturbing us. John left me into his office as he explained to Frank that we were there only to talk.

While John was talking to Frank, I walked around his office. There were photos hanging all around his office. There were photos of John and other men in uniform, photos of Carrie and John at job sites. I was staring at a big picture of John with his mom and dad as well as another older man in the photo as John walked in closing the door.

“John are those your mom and dad?” I asked.

“Yes and that is my uncle with us, he owed this company before giving it to me,” John replied. “Everyone in the photo is dead,” John added as if he meant himself as well.

“Your still here John,” I said as I pointed to a man who looked like John but was not as I asked, “ “Who is the other man in uniform next to the pictures of you in uniform?”

“He was my brother, he lost his life in Vietnam,” John replied.

“I am sorry John,” I said to him with sadness in my voice.

“Don’t be, I got over losing him and everyone else years ago,” I replied.

“You look handsome in your uniform John,” I said. “I bet Carrie was proud of you but also feared you may not ever return to her,” I added looking to the photos of him in his uniform.

“Carrie knew where to find me if anything ever happened to me,” John said looking at me as if wondering just what I was doing.

“I wish I could have known her,” I said to him looking at her photo on the wall. “I just know she was a special person,” I added.

“Carrie would have opened her heart for you and Sherri,” “She was just that type,” John replied.

“Like an angel who walks amongst us,” I said looking at him smiling.

“Kay, are you alright?” “Nothing has happened has it?” John asked with worry in his tone of voice.

“Only that I turned a man with good intent away.” “Because I was blind and heartless to him,” “I was more worried about my own feelings and not caring for his,” I replied. I then added, “I am sorry John for how I acted Saturday night.”

“It was my fault I rushed things a bit between us,” John replied.

“Rushed things right, John it took you two months to kiss me,” I replied.

John took a hold of my hand and he led me to his chair behind his desk sitting me down in it. He walked around pacing beside his desk for a second or two as if he was nervous or had something he wanted to say. Then he looked at me.

“I wanted to make sure you were ready,” “Kay I know it is hard for you to trust men again however I mean you no harm,” John said to me with truth in his eyes

John walked over to a picture of Carrie as he said, “I know you think you’re not as lovely as Carrie even if you are lovelier to me.” “I know what Carrie and I once shared was special because of the love and the bond we shared.” “I know you think that you never can give to me what Carrie gave to me.” “But you’re wrong you have given that and much more to me since I met you.” John eyes grew with a serious look as he added, “You just do not realize what it has meant to me.”

“I know John and I am sorry,” “I was just scared,” I replied. I smiled at him as I added, “I was afraid of how lovely Carrie was and to hear of the special bond the two of you shared.” “I thought there was nothing I could give to you.” “I had to walk away because of Carrie.” “However I did not know she was not going to let me walk away from you John.”

“What are you talking about Kay?” John asked.

“I also know that Sherri adores you as much as you do her which is a lot,” “I went to tuck her into her bed last night. That sweet little girl of mine asked me why you did not come over Sunday,” I replied.

I told her that I was no longer going to see you. She asked me why. I told her when she was older I would explain it to her.

“Right now Sherri it is time for you to go to sleep,” I said to her.

“Mommy, can I ask you something?” Sherri asked me as she sat back up into bed.

“What is that sweetie?” I asked in return.

“Does that mean the Angel Carrie no longer looks after me as I sleep?” Sherri asked me.

“Who looks after you? I asked her.

“Carrie does mommy because she went to heaven where she got her wings,” Sherri replied. Sherri added, “When John tucked me into bed that night he told me good night sweet child and have no fears for I know an angel who walks with us; she is here and always near.”

“I am sure Angel Carrie still does,” I replied to her as I kissed her goodnight.

“I cried myself to sleep that night with my head buried into my pillow so she could not hear me,” I said to John before I went on with my story.

The next morning Sherri came down for breakfast happy and cheerful as could be. I had figured she would be back to being sad especially now that she knew, I was no longer seeing you John.

“Why are you so happy today Sherri?” I asked.

“Because Carrie told me in my dream last night not to worry your mommy would listen to her heart as does John,” Sherri said.

John stopped me as he said, “Kay I have to tell you, Sherri called me yesterday and she asked me not to give up on you.” “I told her I would not and she told me she would help me too.” “That must have been what her dear little heart meant.”

“John I know she called you and offered her help my mom told me,” I replied. “It was what Sherri told me next that got to me John,” I added.

“And what was that?” John asked not knowing what it could have been.

“Did Carrie tell you anything else in your dream?” I asked her thinking my sweet little girl had made this all up or something.

“Yes she told me everything would be OK and that she and Melissa would wait for all of us to join them when the time came,” Sherri said to me.

“Wait for us where?” I asked her.

“At their happy place on the lake where you hear the gentle lapping of the waves crashing against the shoreline. Where the moon dances upon the water, where stars shine bright to many to count,” Sherri replied to me

“John I did not tell her about that place as I did not know of it until Saturday night,” “I also know you would not have told her that story,” I said smiling to John.

John just stood there with a puzzled look on his face not knowing what to say to me. I arose from my chair and walked over to him. As I got near him, he held his arms out to me as a lone single tear ran from his eye.

I went into his arms as I reached up taking his tear upon my fingertip holding it up for him to see as I said, “I know you do not shed this tear for yourself but for us all.”

“Kay I…,” John started to say as I stopped him with my finger to his lips.

“Just hold me John,” I said as I wrapped my arms around him.

John wrapped me in his arms pulling my head against his chest. His hands rubbed at my back as mine rubbed at his. I felt peace and calm filling my body as he held me. I felt no fear for I was safe in his arms.

“Someday I hope to see this happy place where we are to meet angel Carrie however for now here in your arms will always be my happy place,” I said to John as he held me.

“It’s a lovely place up on the lake, someday I will show it to you but for now my happy place is here with you in my arms and Angel Carrie in my heart where she will always be,” John whispered sweetly into my ear.

I lifted my head from his chest. I stared up into those lovely hazel eyes of his. They sparkled and shined as the blueness took over the shade of his eyes. His eyes were telling me finally, what this man held in his heart.

John smiled at me as he asked, “What do my eyes tell you Kay?”

“I see the trusting eyes of the man who loves me like no other can.” “I see myself in his eyes as my heart tells me he is trustworthy, cute and brave this man here.” “My heart tells me to tell this man; my heart is open and my eyes have seen the truth that I am in love with this man,” “John, I love you,”
“I truly do,” I said staring into his eyes.

“I love you too Kay simply because it is you,” John replied smiling at me.

“John, could you do something for me?” I asked still staring into my eyes.

“Anything Kay I would do anything for you,” John replied.

“Make sweet love to me again right now,” I said smiling.

John pressed his lips gently to mine. We kissed deeply and with passion. I slipped my tongue into his mouth as he gently sucked at my tongue. His tongue rolls over mine as he slowly backs me to his desk. As my ass touches his desk, I turn the tables on him by spinning him so his butt is against the desk.

My hands reached for his belt as I squat down before him. I unbuckle and I undo his pants then pull his zipper slowly down. John’s pants fall down around his ankles. I yank his underwear down joining his pants at his ankles. His semi hard cock lies against his thigh.

“Seems like lunch is not quite ready,” I said to him as I stand up pushing him back onto his desk.

I pry his legs apart getting between them as my hands go to his semi hard cock. I used my hands on his cock rubbing them against it then rolling his cock between them. John’s cock started to grow in my hands as I did. I wrapped one hand around his cock and started to pump it up and down his lovely cock. His cock swells and throbs in my hand as I look at his big hanging balls

“I love your big balls,” I said to him as my other hand plays with his hanging nuts.

I am jacking his cock with one hand while I play with his balls. His cock is hard and throbbing in my hand as I do. My pussy is twitching and tingling as I pump his cock in my hand. I roll his balls together in my other hand as I look at the head of his cock.

“That is what I want,” I said to him as his pre- cum oozes from his cock.

John looks at me from his back on the desk as I bend over bringing my face to his cock. I stick my tongue out dapping it into the pre-cum then pull my tongue back as it strings to my mouth. John lays his head back to his desk as a soft moan escapes his lips as I take the head of his cock into my mouth. I nurse at his dickhead with my mouth sucking out as much pre-cum as I can get from his cock.

I start to work my mouth up and down his hard cock taking more of it into my mouth each time. I squeeze at his balls when I have all of his cock in my mouth. I look to John as he looks to me with my mouth full of his cock. I use my tongue on the underside of his cock with it deep in my mouth. The head of his cock has worked its way partly into my throat as I did.

John hands grip at the edges of his desk as I suck at his cock deeply. I slowly raise my mouth back off his cock, as I did not want him to cum yet, as I had not finished toying with him. I pop his cock from my mouth kissing and licking at the head of his dick. I suck at the head of his cock as my hand wraps around it. I jack on his cock as I suck on just the head of his dick. John moans lightly and I remove my mouth from his cock.

“Let me take my jeans off,” I seductively said to him.

Now I learned how to tease a man while working at the nightclub. The better I teased the more tips I would make. John looked to me as I kicked my shoes from my feet. I unsnapped my jeans lowering them just a little from my waist. I smile at him as I slowly and seductively unbuttoned my shirt.

I shake the girls in their push up bra at him as I blow kisses to him. John smiles at me as his cock dances as he lies upon the desk. I go between his legs where I bend over with the girls hanging in the push up bra.

I bring the tops of my breasts to his cock and teasingly rub the tops of my girls against his throbbing cock. John’s arms reaches for me however, I back away from him before his hands can grab me.

I smile at him as I shake my head no and wag my finger at him. I undo my shirt’s last button and remove my shirt. I toss it over John’s face as I did.
John pulls it from his face throwing it to the floor. His eyes are on me and I know I have him hooked with my teasing.

I stand before him in my push up bra and my jeans unsnapped. I push the girls together with my arms to their sides as I bend over a little toward him. I am running my hands over my legs and my thighs as I do. I straighten back up as I slowly unzip my jeans one zipper tooth at a time. I pull my jeans down so he can see the hair on my pussy and he can see that I am not wearing any panties.

John is watching me intently as his cock throbs. I run my hands up over my push up bra to the top of my tits. I rub my hands at the girls top then all around my tits before I massage the girls through my push up bra as I stand in front of him. I look into his eyes as I play with my tits still in their bra. His eyes sparkle and shine as his smile grows telling me he is enjoying the show.

I move my hands to my back unhooking my bra. I let it fall forward spilling the girls from it. I swing the girls back and forth, as they hang below their bra. I remove my bra and toss it on his throbbing cock. John takes my bra into his hand as he rubs it on his cock before he tosses it with my shirt on the floor.

I take my tits into my hands. I cup them in my hands as I rub at my nipples with my fingers. My nipples grow harder and stand out as my fingers toy with them. I squeeze and pull at my tits with my hands staring at him. I move a hand to under one of my breasts lifting it to my mouth. I stick my tongue out licking at my big hard nipple.

“I love to play with my tits as well as other women’s tit John,” “I am Bisexual,” I cooed out to him as my tongue flicked at my hard nipple.

John moves his hand to his cock as I lick at my nipples. I drop the one tit as I lift the other bringing it to my mouth. I lick around my nipple teasing it with my tongue. I pull my tit further up to my mouth taking my nipple into my mouth as I suckle at it watching him pumping on his cock with his hand.

“I love watching a man play with his cock,” I say to him dropping my tit from my mouth.

I use one hand to pull at my nipples as I work the other down inside my jeans. I rub at my pussy as I pinch at my nipple. I turn my back to John removing my hands from my pussy and my tit. I look over my shoulder at him as my hands go to my jeans.

John stops pulling on his cock as I looked at him. His eyes twinkle as he stares at me. I wonder what he is thinking or if he stopped because I was getting to him. I slowly lower my jeans exposing the little dip at the top of my ass for him to see. John sits up on the desk staring at my butt.

“I saw you John checking out my ass that first day in college,” I said to him smiling as I lowered my jeans below my round butt. “At the time John I thought it was a little rude of you to be checking out my ass.” “But when I sat down next to you I had to squeeze my thighs together to keep my pussy from leaking as I thought about just how cute you were,” I added as I turned my head from looking at him.

John’s cock had been dancing as I talked to him like that. Most men love to hear that they make a girl horny just by looking at them or being near them. John was no different as his cock bounced happily on it own as I dropped my jeans and stepped out of them tossing them to him before I bend over at my waist. I bend down looking at him from between my legs.

“Feel the crotch of my jeans John,” I said as I looked through my legs at him.

John’s hand rubbed at the crotch of my jeans as he said, “I love a woman who gets wet,” as he sniffed then licked at my jeans with his tongue.

“You are a dirty boy,” I said to him standing back up facing him once more.

I stood there as his eyes roamed over my body starting at the top of it. John smiled looking at my 40 c tits working his eyes down to my abdomen. He tilted his head at me giving me a sad look. I had my hands covering my stretch marks. Those marks I had always covered with sexy lingerie, as most men did not care to see them.

“Sorry John, most men never thought my life giving marks were beautiful,” I said to him as I dropped my hands to my side. I went between his legs and touched my hand to the side of his face as I added, “Then again you are not like most men,” as I rubbed at his face.

I rubbed my hairy box against his hard cock at the edge of his desk. I pressed my lips to him kissing him as he kissed me back. I could feel my pussy dripping juices onto my thighs as we kissed.

I broke our kiss as I said, “I thought you did not find me attractive at first because you did not try to kiss me after our first date,” smiling at him.

“Kay I…,” John replied before I pressed my finger to his lips.

“It was much more romantic when you kissed my hand John as no one had ever kissed my hand before,” I said stroking my hand to the side of his face once more.

“Then you handing me that single red rose the next morning,” “I was glad you just walked away after giving it to me because I cried when you left.” “Cathy told me I must have been dam good last night,” “I told her that was the problem I had been good or I should say you were not trying anything that is,” I added staring deeply into his eyes.

I stared deeply into his eyes. I wanted to know he loved me truly. However as I did I heard that voice within me as it spoke, “He may love you but you can never love him,” as it repeated in my mind.

I had to act fast or my mind would ruin everything. I repositioned my pussy so it was on his knee. I wrapped my arms around his neck as my lips went to his. I kissed John deeply and with passion hoping to stop the voice I was hearing. I licked at his lips as I rubbed my pussy into his knee. My wet pussy lips slipped back and forth on his knee as the voice left my head. I moaned softly as I rubbed my pussy into his knee.

I stopped licking at his lips as I said, “I should have known then John that you were like no man I had ever met.” I stared back into his eyes as I added, “I should have known it when my little girl asked me the next day before she went to school was there something wrong with you.”

“Wrong with …,” John started to reply before I stopped him with a finger to his lips.

“I asked her what she meant John,” “John is not like the other men you have been with he is nice and he knows how to fix skates,” I said to him.

I kissed him deeply again as I rubbed my pussy harder into his knee. I slipped my tongue into his mouth as he slipped his into mine. I moaned softly as a quick wet orgasm raced through me as my pussy gave a little squirt onto his knee as I did.

I broke our kiss as I said, “You know how to fix a lot of thing that are broken,” as I pushed John down on his desk.

I climbed up on top of as I straddled his midsection. I got onto my feet as I squatted over his cock. I reached down taking it into my hand guiding it to my pussy. I rubbed it once against my wet pussy before I sat upon it.

“AHHhhhh John,” I yelled out as I took all of his cock deeply inside of my pussy.

I placed my hands to his chest as I started to bounce up and down on his lovely hard cock. John watched my tits bouncing and swinging as I rode his cock. I leaned back putting my hands to his thighs as I bounced for all I was worth up and down his cock. I moaned as I closed my eyes as I felt like something was missing.

“You can slap my tits, John,” I said to him not really realizing I had.

John shook his head no, as his hands went to my breasts. His caresses them gently with his hands, He lifts his head up to them and flicks his tongue across my nipples. My pussy is wet and the wet sounds fill the office as I ride his cock. John takes one of my tits into his mouth and he suckled on it.

“AHHhh John you are going to make me cum,” I screamed loudly.

I start to grind my pussy down onto his cock forcing it deep in my pussy. The desk seems to rock as an orgasm works through my body. I feel John’s cock swell in my pussy then start to throb.

“I am going to cum,” John yells out dropping my tit from his mouth…

“YES ahhhhhh,” I yell out as well.

It feels as if my pussy was on fire as I felt cum flowing into it. Then I felt my own wetness flowing from my pussy all over us both. I rocked a few more times before I fell forward onto John. We lie on his desk kissing passionately for a long time.

I finally get off John standing between his legs. John rises from his desk sitting up as his eyes go to my thighs and pussy. A look of panic over takes John as his eyes fill with fire then turn black as night. I look down to see blood matted in my hairy pussy as well as on my thighs. I look to see his cock covered in blood as well. John’s eyes seemed to roll up into his head then return. However when they did they were no longer the eyes of the man I knew.

John stopped his typing as he turned to me and he asked, “What do you see in my eyes today, Kay?”

I stare deeply into the eyes of the man I love with all my heart. His eyes tell me nothing for they are empty of any emotions almost lifeless. I cannot tell what his eyes are telling me for I can no longer read the eyes of the man I love so dearly. I hang my head in shame whether than to tell lies to him.

John reaches up and he turns his computer off as he said, “It is time for a break Kay.”

John gets up from behind his desk as I wait for him to lift my head from my chest. However, he does not as he walks toward the door. John stops and I looked to him as he looks to me. My eyes fill with tears as I look upon the man I love.

“Sometimes, our eyes need to be washed by our tears so that we can see life with a clearer view again,” John said to me as he walked out the door.

I leave you with that and as always let us know you are enjoying our story with your comments. The next chapter will be out soon.
Kay