The Ties That Bind (5 page)
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Authors: Electa Rome Parks
After the church service was over, we headed back home. I could tell that Mia was nervous about meeting my parents at first. She was not her usual talkative self on the drive home. Church had been somewhat of a diversion because all she had to do was sit and give her full attention to the preacher, but after arriving at my house, she changed into her usual attire of shorts, T-shirt and sandals and was holding her own. She even helped Moms heat up the food. I also noticed Daddy checking her out a couple of times.
“So, Mia, why did you decide to major in education?” Moms inquired.
“I have always loved children and seeing the wonder light up in their eyes when they learn something new. I know that it doesn’t pay a lot, but I feel that this is my way to give back to the community.”
Moms stated, “It’s really a different system out there now, with a new breed of children from when I first started out.These kids don’t respect you like they used to. They will curse you out and run over you if you let them. But there are the special few who want to learn. I was there for them.”
It was amazing to see the two women that I loved most interact. Yeah, I said it. I loved Mia. I had realized that a few days earlier. I loved her . . . I had never felt this way about a woman, ever.
When dinner was over and everybody was stuffed after having seconds at Moms’s insistence, Moms and Mia washed the dishes together. I could hear them in the kitchen laughing and giggling like two schoolgirls. This made me feel happy for some reason. Meanwhile, Daddy and I were in the den watching the baseball game. Well, actually I was watching as Daddy dozed on and off. Finally, Mia and Moms came back into the den to join us. Mia was rubbing her eye saying that something, some lint or speck of dirt, was in her eye, irritating it. She excused herself to the bathroom.
When she hadn’t returned a few minutes later, I went to check on her. She was in the upstairs bathroom, the one at the end of the hallway, leaning over the sink, pulling her eyelid down when I found her.
“Hey, did you get it?” I asked.
“No, I don’t see anything.” She pouted.
“Here, get up on the counter and let me have a look,” I said as I lifted her up easily and looked into her eye to remove a small speck of dirt.
I showed it to her and asked,“What would you do without me?”
After I had gotten it out, we kinda stood there smiling at each other because we were not ready to give up that small closeness. We hadn’t been alone together all day. She was sitting on the counter and I was standing between her legs.
“You really impressed my folks today. I can tell that they like you.” Mia smiled because that pleased her.
I bent down to give her a kiss, and she pulled me into her with her ankles and gave me this deep, passionate kiss.
I pulled away and said, “Don’t start something that you can’t finish, little girl.”
She smiled and said, “Who said I was going to stop?”
We started kissing again, and I started rubbing her breasts through her T-shirt. I could tell that this was turning her on and getting her hot.
“I want to feel your hands on my skin, baby,” she said as she pulled up her shirt to expose her breasts.
I proceeded to take off her shirt and bra and started sucking her nipples until they were sticking out like two blackberries ready to be plucked, and she was moaning and moving around on the counter with a look of pure ecstasy on her face. Mia started unzipping my shorts and pulling them down around my ankles with great urgency. It didn’t matter that my parents were waiting for us downstairs. That only added to the thrill and excitement of the moment.
“I’m ready, Brice. I want to feel you inside of me, baby. Give me some now.” She said this as she looked at my penis in awe and started stroking it up and down. By now, I was trying to get her shorts and panties off, but I wasn’t going to put it in yet. I was going to make her wait like she had made me wait.
When her clothes were off and on the floor, I stuck my finger in, and she was so wet and hot. She let out this loud moan, and when I inserted a second and third finger, I thought she would go out of her mind. This entire time I was still sucking and kissing her neck and breasts. I was enjoying this because she wanted it so bad. By the time I entered her, she was soaking wet. I stuck it in with one quick dip. She sucked in her breath and took it all and started meeting my thrusts with the grinding of her hips. Slow, then fast. Up and down. Around and around.
Most women are a little afraid of my dick. Don’t laugh. I am dead serious. To put it mildly, I am well endowed; above average, so to speak. They freak out when they first see it and think that I am going to rip them apart or something. So I was being especially gentle with Mia; I didn’t want to hurt or frighten her.
“Baby, I don’t break. I’m not that fragile. Give it to me. I want to feel
all
of you.”
all
of you.”
“Are you sure?”
She nodded. I gave her what she wanted; Mia took all of me over and over. She was moaning and grunting so loudly that I had to put my hand over her mouth so that my parents wouldn’t hear all the noise she was making. Mia was so wet that my dick kept slipping out. Finally I turned her around so that I could enter her from behind and fondle her breasts at the same time. It was erotic watching ourselves in the bathroom mirror as we made love. I could see every facial expression and movement that Mia made. I was laying it on her. . . . We both came at the same time. It was . . . it was . . . I can’t even describe it. I had never had an orgasm like that before. We looked at each other with these goofy grins, quietly redressed and went back into the den and rejoined my folks, who were both quietly snoring in their separate recliners.
After everything I had seen for myself and heard about Mia, I knew that I had to have her, and I didn’t mean as a girlfriend, either. I couldn’t live without her now, and I didn’t see myself in a long-distance relationship with her. I wanted her in my bed, in my arms when I closed my eyes at night. I only had one week left before I was scheduled to return to North Carolina and my military duties, which required a lot of travel on my part. I didn’t know what I was going to do. . . .
For the first time in my life, I followed my heart. I had gotten over the age difference between us. Mia was intelligent and grown up most of the time. She acted silly and childish only occasionally, and then I would have to remind myself that she was still pretty much a child. She was fiery and independent; that was fine as long as she knew I was the man. That she would learn. She hadn’t been out there too much sexually. She told me that she had only slept with three other guys. That pleased me, because she was still kinda pure, and I definitely knew what she liked and how to please her. I had slept with her two other times since that Sunday, and each time she was begging me for more. She couldn’t get enough.
Everyone was telling me not to hurt Mia. She was so sweet. Hell, who did they think I was? Yeah, I had been out there for a while. Hey, I was single, and pussy is pussy, but now I was ready to settle down and do the right thing with a lady I loved. My “dog days” were over.
So, to make a long story short, I proposed to Mia at the spur of the moment. I didn’t even have a ring yet. Later, I gave her my grandmother’s engagement ring. I just spoke from the heart, and she hesitated only a second before throwing her arms around me screaming yes, yes, yes. After that, everything went by in a haze. My parents took over from there, and arrangements were made. We had a small, simple ceremony with only our immediate families in attendance. Mia was beautiful. We married on a Saturday and were back in North Carolina on Monday morning as man and wife. I promised her a honeymoon in the late fall. I would make it up to her.
7
Christian
T
here is always one point in time for everyone that changes their view on life forever. We never know that it is taking place until we look back years later and say, “Yeah, that was when I started to change.” For me, I changed when my mother died, when my heart froze. I know that for a fact. The second point in time, even though I didn’t know it then, was when I met Mia. My heart started to defrost.
here is always one point in time for everyone that changes their view on life forever. We never know that it is taking place until we look back years later and say, “Yeah, that was when I started to change.” For me, I changed when my mother died, when my heart froze. I know that for a fact. The second point in time, even though I didn’t know it then, was when I met Mia. My heart started to defrost.
Anyway, I received a phone call from Brice inviting me over for one of his infamous cookouts. He said that he was inviting a few associates and their spouses. He wanted to catch up on what had been going on. We chatted for a while longer, and he didn’t mention anything out of the ordinary that had happened on his vacation. I did notice that he seemed extremely happy, though. I showered, dressed in blue jeans and a T-shirt and headed over. We lived within two blocks of each other.
Once I got there, things were already in full swing. The mouth-watering barbecue smells met me at the door, and empty beer cans were overflowing the trash can near the patio door entrance. I said hello to a few familiar faces and made my way over to Brice, who was standing by the grill, grinning like the cat that ate the canary as he saw me approaching.
He said, “Christian, my man. What’s up?” as he gave me a handshake and a brotherly hug.
“Nothing much. Have I missed out on something? Did you win the lottery and not tell me? You look good, man! Relaxed and happy.”
“Christian, brace yourself; I feel like I
have
won the lottery.”
have
won the lottery.”
“What are you talking about?” I asked. I felt like I was the only one who didn’t know what was going on.
“Do you need to sit down?”
“Come on, man, what’s up?”
“I want you to meet my wife,” he said as he pulled a stunning young lady gently by the arm from behind the grill where she had been standing.
I stood there in utter disbelief. I’m sure my mouth must have been hanging wide open.
“Hi, Christian. It is so good to finally meet you,” Mia said as she gave me a big hug and a smile.
“This is a joke, right? I know my man Brice hasn’t tied the knot. Not Brice.”
“Christian, believe it, man. I am a different person from the one who left thirty days ago. Mia stole my heart.”
Mia said, “Christian, I hope that we will become great friends. I have heard so much about you. I know that you are like a brother to Brice.” And again she gave me that dazzling smile.
Even after Brice filled me in on all the details and apologized that everything happened so quickly that I couldn’t attend the ceremony, I still couldn’t believe it. But then, on the other hand, I guess I could. Brice wasn’t like me exactly in the relationship department. I wasn’t looking for love or marriage. Brice was. He always said that once he found the right lady, a classy lady like his Moms, he would settle down. I guess up until that point he had never found the right woman, even though he had been through quite a few because he loved himself some women. A lot of local women were going to be heartbroken.
As I nursed my beer, I observed Mia and Brice. I admit, they made a stunning couple. Mia was beautiful in a sexy, innocent sort of way, if that is possible. She was petite, but still fine. Mia was probably about five-three. She had beautiful brown, smooth, flawless skin with thick, shoulder-length hair that was pulled back into a ponytail tied with a red, white and blue hair clip. And from the striped red top with no bra that she wore with denim shorts and sandals, it looked like she had a body that was going on. The more beer that was consumed the more leering eyes I noticed checking out her ample chest and long, slim legs. Brice must’ve noticed it too, because later on Mia came back out with a bra and Marine T-shirt on. I guess he persuaded her to change.
Brice, on the other hand, was tall, solidly built and had strong, chiseled features, a look that broke a lot of hearts. He also carried himself with an arrogance and domineering presence that intimidated a lot of people, but Mia appeared to bring out another side in him.
Later, after most of the crowd had left and Brice and I were sitting in two of his lawn chairs, finishing off another beer, he asked me what I thought of her. Mia was inside, in the kitchen, trying to clean up some of the mess.
“You are a lucky man,” I stated. “Mia is beautiful and intelligent, and it is obvious that she loves you.”
Mia and I had talked briefly earlier, and every other word out of her mouth was “Brice this” or “Brice that.” She was head over heels in love with him. I was truly happy for my partner.
8
Mia
T
oday has not been a good day for me. Sure, I’m taking two courses at the university, but that still doesn’t occupy my day. Most of the time I am so bored. You can only watch so much TV. Brice didn’t want me to take a full schedule because he wanted me here for him, for us. I compromised because taking two courses was better than none, and I need only a few more credits to graduate. Brice wants me here for him, yet half the time he is out of town.
oday has not been a good day for me. Sure, I’m taking two courses at the university, but that still doesn’t occupy my day. Most of the time I am so bored. You can only watch so much TV. Brice didn’t want me to take a full schedule because he wanted me here for him, for us. I compromised because taking two courses was better than none, and I need only a few more credits to graduate. Brice wants me here for him, yet half the time he is out of town.
We have been married for a little over a year, and I still don’t fit in here. I’m not military; I’m just married to a Marine.To make matters worse, I don’t think Brice wants me to have any friends. He wants me all to himself. I keep trying to tell Brice that, but he won’t listen to me. He can be so bullheaded at times. Going to the university is a much-needed diversion because I’m meeting people who aren’t military.
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