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Chapter 16

T
here’s
a big pink elephant was bouncing spontaneously around the room tonight. Best we
address it
. “So tell me, what happened with Candi that shook you up so much
while you were in the bar?”


Earlier today, someone sent an email with an attached video
clip to Jim at WITSEC with a seven word message to forward to me. Jim said it

s pure porn, made
specifically for me to see.


What was the seven word message?


Her actions speak louder than your words.


Hold that thought while I get my iPad, D. Here, you might
as well retrieve the email. If you

re uncomfortable with what

s on the video, I

ll be glad to screen it for
you. Not as your lawyer, but your friend.

Logging
into my yahoo account, I retrieved Jim

s email, hit download
attachment and handed it back to her.

Knock yourself out,
girlfriend, I

m going to fill the garden tub with hot mineral water and
continue the spring thaw of my recently frozen testicles.


It

s downloaded, D. Are you sure you don

t want to watch it with me?


If you'll allow me to borrow your famous catch phrase, for
now, no. You watch it Vic, and give me the cliff notes version.

I
pressed play and watched as Candi came into view in the process of mounting a man
while pressing both breasts into his mouth, his face intentionally obscured.
Judging by the size of his frame, along with the content of the message, one
could confidently assume it was Joseph.
He was really good looking with his
clothes off
. Throwing off her robe, I watched Candi kiss the length of his
body before centering on the stiffness of his girth rising large between his
legs. Pressing herself around him like a sleeve she eagerly devoured him.
Expertly replacing her hands with his, Candi lifted his legs rhythmically,
thrusting him continuously into the deep hollows of her throat. In a few
minutes it was over, his climax evident by his residuals dripping from her
chin. The video faded black.

Catching
my breath while trying to suppress the arousal the video inadvertently created
in me, I picked up the iPad, my wine, as well as, the opened bottle and walked
to the tub.


Well, do I get the long version or the short version,
Victoria?

Change the subject or you

ll change the
mood.

What about some music, D?


Sinatra would be awesome. It

s on Pandora somewhere.


I

m sure I can find it. Any particular reason you like Frank?


Memories.


Memories, as in mob memories

aka Candi?


I plead the fifth. Best to let it go.


Duly noted. Mind if I join you?

I asked, peeling off my clothes, before D could give me a
definitive answer.


Do I have a choice?


For now, no, you do not.

Slipping into the tub, I tossed one leg over his, as
remorseful tears formed in the corners of my eyes.

I

m sorry, D. I know how much
you care about Candi. I

m even sure she cares quite a bit about you. Circumstances
change, forcing people to change. Especially, when they must rise to meet the
challenges necessary to survive. Damn it, D! The short version is she was
making love to, I can only assume, Joseph and she was very much into it.
Remember, I

m good at reading people as you

ve so aptly stated. Sadly,
the video didn

t look staged and she didn

t look coerced in any way.
From my perspective, Candi looked really comfortable taking the lead while
delivering spectacular results.


Stop it, Victoria, you

ve said enough. I

ll take that drink now.

Turning
on the jets to the tub, I watched the steam rise, casting a shimmering glow on
the woman beside me. Feelings that I had fought so long to suppress were waging
an all out war in me ... and winning. Wrapping my arms around her, I shared her
consolation with a kiss that escalated into lip sucking, tongue probing
passion, before I pulled away.


Please, don

t stop,

I
breathed into his ear.


You don

t understand, girlfriend.


What

s there to understand? You want me.


I do, but there are things about me you
—”


And I want you

now!


Oh, screw it!


Gladly,

I
retorted, repositioning myself on him, and kissing him passionately.

Her
tongue darted playfully, while her hands strategically positioned me to enter
her for the very first time.

I

ve waited too
long for this. Maybe I should lighten the mood.

Damn, you feel good, you old
bastard.


Damn, you feel better, you tight, greasy cunt.

We
both laughed, realizing our banter had broken through the ice that had
separated us for so long.

Victoria, you do realize our relationship has risen to the
next level,

I
murmured, while her breasts jostled up and down in my face.

Slow down, girlfriend, I
love the tub, but I love the bed more. Tonight, I

m going to give you what you
want, even if it takes till morning.

Rising up I made it to the seat of the tub before Vic

s hands and lips held me
captive.


Do not move,

I
directed on his upstroke between breaths.

I

ve got you, right where I
want you.

Gliding
up and down with my hands and mouth, I was determined to bring him close
repeatedly, expertly using my hands to stop any notion of him getting off

before me.


Enough, you

ve teased me enough. It

s my turn to return the
favor,

I managed to
say, while pushing her off me before spinning full circle and stepping onto the
tile floor. Holding up an oversized towel,

my lady, if you please.

Like an obedient child, Vic rose from the water, stepped out
of the tub and into my waiting arms. Wrapping the towel around her, I picked
her up and carried her to the bed.

The next scene in our sonnet
is about to unfold.

Flipping
back the comforter on the opposite side, I coaxed her onto the crisp linen
sheets.

I want to taste you, all of you, from the nape of your neck
to the tip of your toes. Hold that thought,

I quipped, before retrieving her thong and wine from the
tub room.


What are you doing, D? I don

t want my underwear on.

I

ve come too far with him tonight
to back up!


There

s a method to my madness, darling. Humor me. Lift your
feet, now your legs. Good, I

ve got it from here,

I said, as I pulled her thong almost to its final resting
place before my tongue got the best of me.

Now close your eyes, lay
back and enjoy the ride.

Pushing
both her beautiful legs into the air and backwards to her chest, I buried my
face deep inside her, my tongue teasing the bottom of her sweet spot while my
nose teased the top. Lingering a little long in the moment, I felt her skin
shiver along the insides of her thighs as they subconsciously pressed against
my cheeks. Setting her thong in place in the next moment was not what she
expected.


Please, D, don

t stop. I was so close
—”


No kidding, a little more agony, a whole lot more ecstasy,
if you please. The best is yet to come.

Climbing over her, I positioned myself between her thighs
while my lips ravaged the nape of her neck, first on the left, then the right.
Rocking back and forth, I continually teased her knowing that the only barrier
between us was the silky fabric of her thong. Probing her luscious lips with my
dancing teaser, my hands roamed freely and expertly across each supple breast.
Because of her ample assets, my hungry mouth eagerly encircled both nipples while
my teeth nibbled and tugged. Trailing my tongue down her stomach, I stopped at
her navel, circling it while my hands repositioned themselves under her.
Massaging both cheeks in that position allowed my thumbs the freedom to caress
the lower sides of her labia as I settled myself between her legs.

Push your feet together,
girlfriend.


Oh, D, I want you inside of me.


Soon, girlfriend, soon.

Leaving
her navel, my tongue traced the outer edges of her very wet thong before moving
down her right thigh, across her knee and calf, ending at her feet. While
massaging the bottom of her feet with my hands, my tongue playfully probed
between each toe before starting its long anticipated climb to the glistening
dampness of my making.

And so it begins,

I teased, pushing her legs apart with my elbows while I
breathed in the scent of her excitement created over what seems like forever by
me. As my tongue pressed feather-like against her labia, Vic

s fingernails clawed deeply
into the linens.


Make me come, D. Please, make me come,

I whimpered, I pleaded, I begged. The fires within me
raged. His experienced, deliberate tongue quickened, multiplying each exquisite
sensation tenfold.

Trailing
the edges of her thong, my lips and tongue teased and probed from the bottom to
the top, from the top to the bottom, repeatedly while her body desperately
tried to push deeper into me as she used the sheets for traction.

Screw
this.
I
grabbed his head in my hands and pulled his face into me as deep as my damn
thong would allow.

Now, D! Now!

I
cried, ripping and pulling the thong to one side, pressing against him with all
my might.

With
little chance to breathe, I pushed and pulled on the outer edges of her sweet
spot as my tongue danced and darted and played. Grabbing both legs, I pushed
them up and back, my hands pulled her deeper into me. Tossing, turning,
bucking, screaming, Victoria exploded the moment my two fingers entered her and
landed near the elusive G-spot. Wave after wave of orgasm coursed through her
body, wobbling her knees and flushing her skin, rose pink.


I think I

m dying,

I
managed to whisper between halted breaths.

But what a way to go. No
man, until now, has ever taken me where you did tonight. Damn you. And you did
it with just your hands, your lips, your tongue.

Taking
a moment to reflect,

Sadly, girlfriend, it

s all downhill from here. It

s all about the newness, the
long time coming, and anticipation of the unknown that took you where you

ve never been before. Of
course, my expert oral skills helped carry you over the top,

I confessed, rather proudly,

if I say so myself.

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