Quest for Paradise
Copyright© 2009 by WaywardOne
Chapter 4
Drama Sex Story: Chapter 4 - Jan fell into love and started a perfect marriage, but there were demons from her past that arose to torment her. She gradually slipped into some surprisingly passionate responses to those demons, engaging in activities she knew she could never admit to her perfect mate. There are explicit descriptions of sex here, but this tale is intended to be a bit more serious than the stroke stories I usually write.
Caution: This Drama Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/Fa Consensual Romantic Heterosexual Cheating InLaws First School Military
The trip to Chicago was long, but filled with exhilarating and blissful dreams. They were dreams of the unbelievable night I had just lived, but also dreams of nights to come with Ron. I felt a twinge of sadness that I would have to keep the last night in San Antonio a secret from Ron; he would never be able to accept it; but the twinge was overwhelmed by the soaring joy I felt in my life.
I climbed off the train in Chicago only to find to my astonishment that I was indoors, in a huge hall. This place was like nothing I had ever imagined. It seemed like there were millions of people going in all directions at once. I looked around in bewilderment, and then I heard his voice.
"Jan, over here!"
How he found me I'll never know, but my knight had rescued me again. He told me we'd have to take two buses to get home, and I groaned, thinking of half-hour waits at bus stops. Chicago astounded me once again. We had no more than dragged my luggage to the bus stop when a bus pulled up, and Ron said it was ours. How lucky could we get? Then when we got off that bus, the other one we needed was there in less than a minute.
Ron shrugged. "I know it's hard to believe, but it seems like it's always that way here. I've never seen so many buses."
We were soon home, though it was only a walkup third floor garret. I didn't care a bit, because by that time Ron had told me excitedly that, yes, he would be home almost every night.
We only stayed in that first apartment a month, then found a much nicer place. It wasn't the place that really mattered, though. It was that Ron and I were together. We did everything together. Every day he was free was a new exploration, and every night was a honeymoon.
Amazingly, when Ron graduated from his class he got assigned to the school as an instructor, and we settled into semi-permanent life in The Second City, the most amazing place I have ever lived.