Authors: Susan Harris
I Promise You
Susan Harris
Published in
2013 by FeedARead.com Publishing – Arts Council funded
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She
has been an inspiration to me and my family and this is dedicated to you…
I
would like to say a big thank you to my husband and the fact he couldn’t wait
to read my first book.
To
my children AM and AL for allowing mommy to be anti-social.
To
my family who gave me the love and support to keep going.
One
I woke up with
a big smile on my face. Not only was it my birthday but I had planned to go out
with a bang.
As I lay on my
bed, my mind started to wonder about Jack, my long term boyfriend of three
years. I met Jack on a night out with my best friend Isabelle. She was drunk
and was flirting with him, but for some reason he preferred me and I wouldn’t
swap that for the world.
He was
planning a special evening for me, “would it be dinner and sex,” sex then
dinner or just sex, I chuckled to myself knowing that I would have to wait
several long hours to find out,
what a bummer
.
Slipping out
of bed, I took a long deserved shower to cool off my wondering mind, and get
myself ready for work.
I slipped into
my black lace bra and thong, my favourite black figure-hugging dress, stockings
and high heels, keen for everyone to know that I was looking hot at twenty
four.
I have curly
black hair that swings just past my shoulders, my curves are all in the right
places, I’m five feet, seven inches, sexy long legs, a petite waist and a chest
to make any man dribble, “Yep” I love how I look
and how it leaves men
saying
“if only”
and yes, I do love myself if you haven’t gathered that
by now as I
laugh and say to myself
, Autum Jones, you’re a bad girl.
The office was
full today; there was Janice on reception, with the most amazing emerald green
eyes that could easily put you in a trance, her blond bobbed hair, and her five
feet nothing frame. She was wearing her blue blazer, matching skirt and a white
blouse with the company’s logo, this look was completed with a little scarf,
making her look more like an air stewardess than a receptionist.
Then there’s
Bob our security guard, he’s in his late thirties, around six feet tall with a
medium athletic build, short black hair and sky blue eyes.
I say “hi” to
them both as I make my way into the lift.
As I come out
onto the fourth floor, Isabelle meets me half way down the office; she is my
best friend and is always keen to fill me in on the daily gossip.
“Happy
Birthday” she says, as she presents me with presents that I can clearly see
hidden behind her back. I reply with a “thank you” as she starts to drag me to
my desk. “What are your plans for tonight then, I know a great Italian not far
from here, we can go for a meal if you like then go dancing”
“Sorry
Isabelle but Jack is surprising me tonight and if it is what I think it is you
may be seeing a lovely sparkler on my finger!”
“OMG, OMG he
is never going to propose is he?” “Don’t sound so shocked it’s been three years
remember”
“I know it
just seems so… come here” she says as she grabs me for a hug.
“Congratulations,
I know he makes you happy.
“Thank You.”
The morning
flew by, and I was having such a lovely day opening up my presents that the
office staff had bought me. Jack had sent me some long stem lilies via
Interflora which are my favourite and a note which said “To my true love.”
I just could
not stop grinning to myself until my boss; Mr. Frank Lucas came over to me.
Frank was thirty
years old, good looking, slim, and tanned. He was also well groomed and had the
deepest sexy voice you have ever heard. “Happy Birthday Autum”
“Um thanks Mr.
Lucas.” I could feel myself blushing as his voice went straight through me and
down to my spine making me blush even more, that voice got me every time.
Lunchtime came
and went in a flash and I knew that soon I would be spending the evening with
Jack.
At five
o’clock, I danced my way out of the building with my presents and flowers, my
mind fixed on the evening ahead and what Jack had planned for me. I arrived
back at my apartment at five, forty five.
Jack had been
sending me text messages all day but the last one said “wear something sexy,
pick you up at eight” and that he loved me. “Ahh my man loves me has that
special ‘ring’ to it,
hopefully my ring!!!”
Snap out of
it
, I thought. I had just over two hours to get ready and I needed to look
sexy and hot. Having washed and blow dried my hair, I picked a G String to
match my red dress that I had bought just the week before; it was backless so
there was no need to wear a bra. The less I had on, the quicker it would be to
take off! Before I had even blinked the buzzer was going.
“Hi it’s me,
buzz me up.”
My heart
started to race at the thought of seeing Jack. We had been together for so long
we just had this connection.
As I opened
the door Jack just looked amazing, dressed in a black suit and tie; he looked
edible.
“Wow, you look
hot” I gasped.
“Don’t look
so bad yourself,” we both laughed in unison.
As he came
closer, my breath started to become shallow; he oozed sex appeal, with his dark
brown shoulder length hair, my favourite aftershave and his five feet, nine
inch frame heading my way, as he put his arms around my waist I knew that “sex”
would come before dinner.
His lips met
mine and I opened my mouth to except his tongue. As our bodies became entwined
my hands pulled back his jacket until it dropped to the floor.
I loosened his
tie and took it up over his head as he began to undo his shirt, nearly ripping
it off in the process; he took in a breath to say “Happy Birthday.”
He teased my
dress from off my shoulders, as it fell slowly past my already hard nipples,
down past my waist and on to the floor.
I could feel
his erection pressing into me as he took off his trousers. I was already wet
with desire and he was hard with lust as he pinned me to the wall. He slipped
his hands on the side of my waist, and then slowly took off my G string, making
me ache.
“Is this my
present I gasped?”
“No, this is
just an appetiser” he cried back.
His tongue
eventually left my ever swelling pink lips and circled around my nipples. He
started to suck hard, grabbing them both and trying to fit them into his mouth.
He was parting
my legs with his knee.
God, this felt
good I thought, using my free hands, I slid his boxers over his manhood pulling
him closer, his erection bouncing into action and pressing into my stomach.
He inched a
finger between my legs then gently glided it back and fourth against my clit; I
wanted to come there and then I was so wet.
He then
inserted one finger inside me, then another. “What do you want me to do?” he
asked.
“I want more”
I replied.
He inserted
another finger as I opened my legs wider to accommodate.
I tightened my
grip to make the sensation more intense. “I want you now” I said, as I wrapped
my legs around his waist, putting my hands around his neck for support and
arching my back into the wall, he held me in place, his hands on my ass.
He removed his
fingers and guides his hard cock to my entrance before entering me.
I moaned with
pleasure as his cock filled up my space, wanting more of my man. His breathing
by my ear just made me quiver inside as I felt a gush of air from him.
“Fuck me” I
shouted. “I want to feel every inch of you inside me”
As he lifted
me slightly higher I could feel him penetrating me deeper.
“Keep going” I
said as he rocked into me, barely catching my breath.
I could feel
the build up getting stronger and stronger from both of us, with his breathing
getting faster and me getting so close.
“Take me
harder” I whispered as he pumped inside me. I knew I could no longer hold back
as he gripped my ass tighter. I tilted my head back as I came, groaning at the
same time. I could feel my insides tightening around him, sucking and urging
him to come too.
His breathing
was now very loud and his cock was so hard: I knew he was ready.
He cried out
as I felt the warmth of him spilling inside me. His head flopped to my neck and
I felt his breathing slowing, until it returning to normal as he kissed me.
He carried me
towards the bed as we both curled up together, hot and sweaty from our love
making.
“If that was
my appetiser, I cannot wait for my main.”
Jack laughed
and grinned as he told me that would come a little later.
“We need to
get a move on, it’s already late and Margo’s is booked for nine, thirty.”
After a quick
shower we both quickly dressed and went to eat.
Margo’s was a
lovely place but not cheap. It was draped in thick velvet wallpaper, with
sweeping chandeliers and just the right type of music in the background,
meaning that you could close your eyes and pretend you were somewhere exotic.
Jack had
already pre-ordered for us both. My favourite “Bollinger” champagne was
flowing, and we laughed and joked about the day I had at work and about how Mr.
Lucas wished me a Happy Birthday.
“Talking about
Birthdays, haven’t you forgotten something” I said.
“I thought I
was all you needed” he replied, with a sly grin.
I gave him an
“I’m so in love with you smile” but deep down I hoped he was joking about my
present.
As our starter
came he had still not mentioned or produced anything for my birthday. The main
came and still nothing, then desert. By that time Jack had started to make
general conversation. I knew he was talking to me because I saw his lips move,
and I knew I was smiling back at him but my mind had started to wander.
All I thought
about was where my present may be. “Why is he taking so long to give it to me,
and if he thinks he is getting anything when we get back to my apartment he has
another thing coming!”
That was when
I heard Jack calling my name.
“Are you ok?
You seem to have drifted off there. Was everything ok with your meal?”
“Yes it was
lovely thanks, all this excitement just got to me that’s all.” I mean how could
I just say “where’s my damn present”
Jack paid for
the bill and we headed back to my apartment. It was now just before midnight
and my birthday was coming to an end.
As we went
inside, Jack said “did you really think I would forget your birthday?” My heart
started to pound: he was teasing me all this time and it had worked.
A grin came to
my face although it was more like a smile: a smile so big that all my teeth
were showing as I clapped my hands. Yep, I was a child waiting to be given her
present. I was just beaming with excitement.
He pulled
something out of his jacket pocket that I had ripped off earlier, it was a box,
but not just any box, this was a box which could possibly hold a ring
, my
ring,
If it was
earrings, then he was going to learn the meaning of “not tonight, I have a
headache” - a permanent one.
I clapped my
hands together again like a silly little schoolgirl;
umm that’s a nice idea
must buy myself that outfit!
He opened the
box and there it was: my big, shiny, diamond-encrusted, heart-shaped white gold
platinum ring.