Chapter 47A

Joe Johnson's little roadster pulled to the front of Ben Bensons and the parking valet rushed to escort them out of the car and into the warm waiting area. Joe explained they had reservations and their third party was likely already inside. Soon they were being escorted to a booth in the back under a wooden fish sculpture. It was "Joe's table" at Bensons. It was also "the table" of many regular patrons much more famous to Joe, but it was early enough that he was able to get it. There was a time he was a regular at Bensons, and a regular with Greta, your smiling greeter. She considered Joe one of her conquests when he was known as one of Manhattans most eligible. He had a knack for getting past the velvet ropes at better clubs and getting seats at hard to seat bistros and eateries. Where the rep came from, Joe wasn't sure but, he used it to its fullest when he was in a place where someone like Greta still worked.

Greta seemed surprised when Joe sowed up with a date, considering she had already sat another woman at "his" table.

"Good evening Mr. Johnson, it's been too long!" Greta said as she opened her arms for a short hug for Joe, as he pressed a $50 bill in her hand.

"Good evening Greta, my other party is already here?"

"Yes, she is. I thought she was the lucky woman I had been hearing about."

"No, please meet Selena, my fiancé. Honey, this is Greta, a good friend of Shanna and Joseph."

"Yes, Shanna keeps me informed how Joe is from time to time. We exercise together."

Selena smiled and shook her hand. She wouldn't have if she knew the torrid affair Greta had with Joe once upon a time. Shanna had given her a review of a wild weekend upstate with Joe, so Greta, who had already been a recreational bed mate of Joe's, decided she would be the one to land this bed hopping bachelor and nearly stole him from under the nose of his date at Bensons one night. That's another story, but leave it to say that Greta moved too fast in the L word department for Joe at the time. Greta had no hard feelings; she knew the mistakes she made.

As they walked to the back they made small talk as Greta took both of them by the arm.

"It was so nice meeting you Selena. When you're in the city and need a table please call and ask for me, I'll do what I can." Greta said as she came to the rear booth and showed them in.

Greta left and Joe was about to take a deep breath and introduce Shelley to Selena when they hugged and air-kissed.

"How WAS the rest of your day Shell, I hope you didn't have a problem at Chase."

"No I didn't. My money is waiting at a bank in Albany. You were a dear to help."

Joe's jaw dropped as they exchanged pleasantries and looked at each of them incredulously.

"Wha... you two?..." He started to say before they broke into laughter.

"She was in the coffee shop this morning and after your description of her, it HAD to be her. So, I struck up a conversation." Selena told him.

"He didn't say that um... they were as big as your head, didn't he?" Shelley said knowingly.

"YES, he did." Selena laughed.

"God, I'm not TOO embarrassed!" Joe said dropping his head.

"No offense Selena, but that was his old line, and he would know." Shelley said with a hearty laugh.

"I bet he would. Now that we've broken the ice let's have a nice night talking." Selena said as she squeezed Joe's thigh under the table.

Shelley went on to explain her stock sales and plans to Joe. When the waiter came Joe ordered for the table from start to finish, knowing what was best at Bensons.

Joe was already tired from the earlier marathon with Selena, he hoped for a second wind. Luckily it wasn't that far back to the hotel, but he already wished they took a cab. After shooting twice just less than an hour ago he hoped for an urge to urinate to relieve the hurt in his penis. Selena felt none the different and each time she shifted on the bench of the booth she felt a bit of soreness in her backdoor that was only accentuated by the fact she did wear a pad under her skirt to catch any of Joe's cum that might still leak out.

Shelley told them that she was leaving town the following day to meet the realtor at the house and finalize the deal on Monday. She had contacted a lawyer about filing for a divorce from her husband. She had talked to him and it seemed it might be amicable. She knew the next few weeks would be stressful and she couldn't wait to get them over with. Shelley asked both of them if she could use them for references for a job and they agreed. Joe felt good Shelley was on her way to opening up her future again.

"When you're ready to date, we think we have a guy you might like." Joe offered.

"I know, Selena told me a little about him earlier. Please, when you speak to him, don't make any promises. I'm not sure how much room I have for a man in my life right now, but if he turns out special I certainly could make room." Shelley told him.

"Believe me; we don't plan any big fix-up. It was just something that hit us both as a possibility when we brought up Slim in a conversation. We tend to think that two smart people get along better than most. If the opportunity presents itself, you two should try to see if you mix." Joe explained.

Soon the food and wine began to arrive fueling the trio and their conversation over the next 2 hours. Joe knew that Greta probably needed "his" table for another soon and winked at her the next time through the room. She knew that he knew. When the bill arrived Greta opened the folder and had Joe sign, having prearranged his credit card. He was happy to take Shelley to dinner and talk. Greta leaned and whispered something to Joe that both girls were dying to know.

"Joe smiled. "Its 8:30 and they want to clean the table for the next person who calls this "his table", Rush Limbaugh."

"Really! Well, I might stay. If you want to fix me up, there's the guy I would like to meet." Shelley said excitedly.

"Fat chance." Joe said. "How would you get a word in, unless you talked politics or football?"

"I'd take my chances. Don't forget about my twin conversation starters." She said with a self-deprecating giggle.

They all chuckled at her remark as they got up and made their way out.

As the valet got Joe's car he hailed a cab for Shelley and they said good-night to her. They made plans to get together back upstate after the Holidays. Selena told her if she was lonely for Christmas to be sure to call and join them. She said she probably would.

As they cruised the cold Manhattan streets back to The Four Seasons Selena reflected deeply on Shelley.

"She is the first woman from your past who truly loved you almost the same way I do. She wasn't a bimbo and actually had a reason for leaving you. Well, she actually didn't leave you, she tested your resolve and you failed."

"Selena, being unceremoniously dumped 2 times before her told me not to bother to look for or track her down. If I knew she wanted to test my resolve we might be married right now. She disappeared, and she knew where I was. Let's not rewrite history." Joe said.

They both contemplated the would-a, could-a, should-a of it all and were glad it turned out as it did. If Shelley got her act together, settled down and got a job where she was happy, and even found love as a bonus, they could ALL be happy.

They pulled into the entrance of the hotel and Joe left the car with the valet, giving him instructions to leave it in Josephs spot and the keys in his box, he would know what to do.

They silently went up the elevator and to their room with few words, both exhausted from the evening of sex, fine wine and food.

Moments later they lay in bed cuddling in the afterglow of the evening. It was as if he had just rolled off of her, it was that kind of afterglow, like they had just finished making love.

"Tell me what she was like. Was she as sexy as she seems to exude?"

"Unfortunately a big breasted woman is instantly branded as a bimbo and they get treated that way. By the time we had any physical pleasure together, I knew what a smart and responsible woman she was. She had been treated poorly by men who used her. She let them because of her situation. She was out of work by midnight and usually had to be home to look in on her sister by 2 or 3 and the latest. There was a lot of wham-bam. I talked to her at the end of that bar for 3 nights before I asked her out for a game, and nights after that we went dancing, clubbing, you know, as much regular date stuff as we could do in the middle of the night."

"You didn't sleep with her right away?"

"You want kiss and tell?"

"Yes and no, I'm just curious because her relationship with you seems so much like mine. You had lots of mutual respect."

"When I finally found out how much baggage she had been carrying around I was amazed I ever had time with her. She finally brought me home with her and I met her sister and became fully aware of the situation. It was she who encouraged her to bring our relationship to the next level. She convinced her that she could have a serious relationship and still take care of what she had to."

"Sounds like her sister liked you too or at least thought you were good for Shelley."

"I think you're right, she wanted the best for her because she knew the burden she was on her. As twins, they were that "special" close. Her CP didn't fully manifest itself until she turned 20 or so, so they had a lot of time to be together and experience life normally."

"So was Shelley as sexy as she seems?"

"Back to the kiss and tell huh? No I didn't sleep with her for a couple weeks. Once I began to make a play she just begged me for it and dragged me to her room and I satisfied her before anything else happened. Then she thought I was going to use her like a lot of the others and you know I don't work that way. I really liked her and wanted her to like me. We went through a few rough moments, but it all worked out."

"Were you as sexual with her as you are with me? I mean, we can't get enough of each other, was she like that?"

"She was for the most part. It took her a while to just enjoy sex, give and take. Sex to Shelley meant being used for a long time. I really loved and respected her. That was new to her."

"Being used?"

"Selena, this is private stuff. I don't like giving intimate details of her life, but I've gone this far. Oral sex meant having a mans hand entwined in her hair as he screwed her mouth, or to have a guy sit on her chest and use her boobs as a tunnel so they could screw her. She wanted to feel loved and she had little time to invest in a relationship. She met scum at the bar at night that ogled her chest all night and promised a good time."

"What made you different?"

"I stayed and talked with her while she worked and never really came on to her until I knew her situation. Even then I think our first date was a ballgame to Fenway Park. Where I certainly looked at her as a sexual being, she was a whole lot more than that."

"Well, I'm glad she decided to go it alone and not burden you, but that wasn't a wise choice. I love you and don't know what my life would be without you."

Joe rolled over to her and kissed her uttering a "me too" before letting his exhaustion settle in a doze off.

Saturday morning Selena woke up in a panic start sitting right up in bed. She gathered her thoughts and looked at the clock, 6:59. All during the week she tried to wake before the alarm so as not to wake Joe. Today was Saturday and the alarm was not set, but her body clock did its job anyway. Her quick movements in bed did little to disturb Joe who kept right on snoozing with a light snore. Selena spun her legs off the bed and got up to relieve herself. Then as she adjusted the fountain in the bidet after peeing she heard the paper slap the carpet in the hallway. After a refreshing rinse of herself she put on a robe over her naked body and tip-toed to get the paper and then sat in the living room and perused the news of the day. After just a few minutes she caught herself dozing off.

"What am I doing up at 7 a.m. if I'm so tired I can't even read 2 pages of the paper?" She thought to herself.

She got up and slipped off her robe, laying it at the foot on the bed and quietly slipped in beside Joe again. She slept on her back instead of cuddling to Joe and possibly waking him. She drifted off in minutes.

It was around 10 o'clock when Selena found herself fighting the urge to wake up so as not to ruin the sexiest dream she ever had. In it, a tongue was swathing over and over her clit teasing her to orgasm. Now, almost half awake, she struggled to remember who it was in the dream, but not wanting it to stop.

Suddenly she fully woke and realized that she was being licked and teased between her legs and in a start she half sat up to see Joe with a devious smiling face between her legs, feasting on her sweetness.

"JOE! What are you doing?" She asked before realizing how stupid a question it was.

"I needed my time to worship you too, as you worshiped me... and I DO worship you." He said lifting his tongue from her wet split for a moment.

Selena was still clearing cobwebs that separated reality and her dream sequence. His tongue felt like a velvet rasp on her clit and she was starting to pant already. As soon as her first orgasm passed through her Joe was quick to move down her body, licking and nipping her inner thighs. He too went right for the backs of her knees as he curled under her and, after lapping at those tender places, pushed her legs up until she held them back and he attacked her little rosebud wrinkled hiney hole. She drew breath in hard as he stiffened his tongue to taste and spread her open. Penetration was not on his menu after the previous evenings anal affair, but he knew she was still sensitive there and licked her until she was giggling and panting at the same time. He took the time to slip from her lower hole to her pussy and give her another delicious orgasm with his tongue to her clit and then he let her relax he legs as he climbed her body to her breasts where he teased her with erotic nips and kisses until she begged for him to suck them fully. He manhandled her boobs and then soothed them with his lips and tongue. He then trailed kisses to her lips and asked her,

"Name one thing I can do to give you pleasure and make this day as memorable as your ravish of me was."

She giggled like a school child and blurted out quickly and loudly,

"Fuck my pussy and shoot in my mouth. It's the two things I want you to do forever, feeling you inside me, and tasting your cum, sucking your cock."

"You are so naughty!"

"I'm naughty in love with you. You make my body so happy. You make me tingle and rush. You give me pleasure no other person on earth can make me feel. Beyond those physical pleasures you make me happy inside, you make me feel good about myself, confident and ready to tackle anything. You embarrass me when you tell me I am one of the smartest women anywhere, but you actually make me feel that way. You've taught me how. Just like with sex, you've taught me how. I am body and soul a total woman and getting naughty with you makes me happy, full of joy. I told you I want you to fuck my pussy forever, I want to taste your cum forever and I want to suck your cock forever. Fucking me you will father our child, tasting you I will taste the seed that makes our baby, sucking you I will excite you to make our baby possible. All those physical things will make our spiritual connection with the world, our baby that will grow to make as big a dent in the world as we will, and have. So, when we call ourselves naughty, we aren't really because I love you so much." Selena said through trembling lips, as she was over come with emotion.

"What if the procedure... "

"Don't worry everything will go perfectly, just like your life and my life since the day God brought us together. It is our purpose, I'm convinced." Selena said as she brought a silenting finger to Joe's lips.

"Now get inside me." She said as she pushed Joe back to his knees and she rose her legs to his shoulders.

Joe was smiling wide as he looked down at his anticipating wife. Her arms framed her round breasts with their long nipples, hard from anticipation. She felt the tip of his cock at the entrance to her inner sheath and her face bore the look of sweet anticipation. She lifted her arms to hold his sides and her breasts fell to a natural pose on her chest.

He looked down at their union, her smooth mound seeming to swell forward to take him and as he pushed forward their eyes met until hers rolled back in an unadulterated overload of sensuous pleasure as he slid deep into her, folding her body in half, she almost able to curl her feet together behind his head.

He kissed her trembling lips, but she had almost no reaction to the kiss as an instant rush ran through her. As he pulled his lips away she moved her lips to return the kiss but he had pulled away to watch her quiver underneath him.

"I can feel you at the end of my cervix; you're so deep in me." She whispered in a trembling voice.

He moved forward to kiss her lips again and again, at first she was unresponsive but she quickly gathered her senses and returned the kiss with her tongue stabbing into his mouth. The kiss was long and wet, but Joe could not control himself any longer. He gyrated his hips in one long pull and stab back into her. He envisioned her cervix kissing the end of his cock on his return. He repeated the same movement, over and over again until he had to raise up on his hands a bit to increase the friction and smooth his long strokes. Selena was lost in a string of orgasms as he watched her eyes go wild and squeals emit from her throat between gasps for breath. He continued to pound her deeply as he felt her fingers digging into his sides. She gripped his love handles at each side and squeezed causing his some discomfort that he would have complained about but she turned stiff and rigid underneath him. A moment later he felt her warm ejaculate wash over his cock and balls. He knew she would need to recoil after such a hard spasm, but he was just that close to cumming himself. He pulled his torso up and let her legs fall from his shoulders, but they still shot out straight stiff like a mannequin as he slid his hands down and held the balls of her ass as he crashed into her to work the load from his balls out.

"I'm gonna shoot for you baby, I'm gonna SHOOT!!" He yelled as he slid from her and pushed her legs down so he could crow-hop and lower himself over her chest. She raised her mouth like a baby searching for a nipple and took the head into her mouth. He stroked 3 times just over her lips and tongue before he stiffened and shot.

"ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH." He growled long and hard as his cum pumped into her mouth.

She was breathless trying to keep up with his spurts and her swallows until her frantic sucking turned to gentle swathing of her tongue until he could take no more. He fell to her side on the messed bed, breathing deeply through his mouth. She turned her head to where the cock she loved so much lay and sat up a bit and turning to let her breasts dangle. She placed them on either side of his shrinking cock and used her hands to rub his cock between them, her saliva and last droplets of cum serving as the lube.

"Let my titties put your little pee-pee asleep Joey. Does that feel good?" She said as she moved her chest over him as his cock eventually fell to his belly.

She sat up holding her breasts together and looked down at him, just catching his breath.

"You did worship me, and worshipped me good. I love you forever Joseph." She said as she got up from the bed and kissed him.

"Come and let's shower and wash each other. Then we can go to breakfast." She whispered as she took his hand.

Joe followed her wordlessly into the bath.

Their Saturday turned to be a busy one filled with shopping and filling themselves with the Holiday spirit. They finished their day with fireside fondue with Joseph and Shanna, and a few bottles of wine to celebrate their engagement. They ate and talked into the wee hours of the morning, basking in their friendship knowing there would be many nights like this ahead once Joe and Selena took residence in The Big Apple.

Selena pulled a throw from the back of the sofa and unfurled it over her and Joe.