For the first time in a long time, I take a good look around my room. I stare at the blue leather sofa and matching recliner. The one by the window. Linc’s chair. The one he sits in while watching the world outside. The wall unit which is littered with small ornaments. Gifts that I have received from Linc over the years, and then there’s our wedding photograph.
It’s not fancy, I am not wearing a wedding dress and the groom is not wearing a Tux. It’s however my most prized possession. Drawn to the picture, I pick it up and run my fingers over the man, studying the image of my husband. When I hear Linc enter the room, I turn towards him. He has made us both a drink. Although I do not want it, I still take mine from him. As I sip the coffee, it provides me with an excuse to delay the upcoming confrontation.
“Do you ever regret it,” lifting the photo towards him. Linc places his coffee on the unit as he removes the photograph from my hand. A half smile plays across his face as he looks at our image. Slowly he shakes his head. “No Cassie. Not a day goes by that I do not regret it. I regret some of the things that has happened since we got married. I regret acting like an asshole. Especially in the last couple of months.”
Removing the picture from his grasp, nodding my head slowly I place it back in its spot
“Good, because I do not either.”
As Linc comes further into the room. I can see the tension emitting form his body. And although he is not too close to me. Linc’s gaze has being focused on me. His eyes steady as he watches me closely. “Say it Cass. Whatever it is. Just say it.”
“Fuck, Linc this is harder than I thought it was going to be, and I do not know where to start?”
I want to scream. Instead I give a small shrug off my shoulders as I go to sit on the sofa. When I reach the sofa, I change my mind and walk back into the middle of the room. I keep hold of my coffee mug for the simple reason it gives me something to do with my hands. The nerves in my body are tight and Linc is not helping by keeping quiet. His eyes follow my every move. Linc’s waiting for me to talk. On an aspirating breath I place my coffee cup on the small side table next to his chair.
“I thought I could do it Linc, I thought I could get passed it, and then I saw her there. And she looked at me. Looked at me Linc and she was not ashamed or embarrassed at what she has done. I grew up watching my father being unfaithful to my mother and then she would go out and get herself a boyfriend. To prove that she was still desirable. That men wanted her and rub it in his face. I do not want that Linc. I want to know I’m the only one you will ever want. That it should not matter how I look first thing in the morning. Or when I’m full of cold.”
Linc’s tread is quiet as he comes over to me. He stands before me and takes my hands in his. I know and he knows that all he has to do is kiss me, and the conversation will be forgotten until it raises its head again.
“No matter what you look like Cassie. I will always want you, only you Cassie. I do not know what I can do to make you forgive me for being such a fucking douche bag. What I do know. Is that we cannot keep going over the same old ground. Trust me Cass.”
I want to trust him. To believe everything he is saying to me. Yet when I saw Lacey at the club, I totally lost it. After asking him to get rid of her. She was still there. For me to be honest with Linc, I have to be honest with myself and I needed tonight.
Tonight I faced the whore who had gone to bed with my husband. When I smashed her face against the wall pure satisfaction had swamped my body. Watching as she fell to the floor had helped release the rage that is bottled inside me. I know she meant nothing to Linc. To him, she was nothing more than a body. That it’s me he is going home with tonight. I know he is mine. Was that not the reason I had done the show. To show everyone at Tie Me Down that Linc was my man, and I was his woman. That only I can give him what he wants. Did I not prove that when he slid my body down his, and I had felt the hardness of his cock against me?
“Words are easy Linc and I want to trust you. It’s just when I saw she was still there, I felt as though you had lied to me. Maybe I should have asked if you had got rid of her. But I thought I did not need to. I was the fool Linc. I should have checked that she was not going to be at Tie me Down before I went.”
Linc took a step close to me. However I am not ready for him to hold me yet. Instead, I take a step back, needing a little distance between us.
Chapter 15
Watching Cassie step away from me sets off a red light. All I know, is that I need to tread carefully.
“Cassie, if I had known what you were planning tonight.” Fuck that was defiantly the wrong things to say if Cassie’s expression is anything to go by.
“What Linc? Would you have made sure the skank was not there tonight? Was that the plan? You ask me to come. I say yes. And you ring Tabby and tell him to hide her?” letting go of the pent up breath she is holding “Well I am so fucking sorry for not warning you! Next time I will announce it in the paper. That way, I will not cause any inconvenience for you or your fucking club. How does that fucking sound?”
Exasperation has me rubbing my hand over my face. Shit. In defeat I hold my hands up in the air and take a step away from her. “What do you want me to say Cassie. To me, the whore’s gone. By the end of the week not only is she out of Tie Me Down. She’s also out of Comfort Springs.” Wariness causes me to hesitate with what I am about to say. I need Cassie to understand that I am being serious and not just saying the words.
“Cassie the issue here is more than the fact that I fucked up. It’s the baby thing and we need to discuss it.” For weeks Cassie has been avoiding the topic, and now Cassie’s body stiffens as she pulls herself up. Walking away from the picture of the two of us, she sits in my chair. Her eyes are large and lost in a face which has lost its color.
“I want a baby Cassie, and not as a bridging block. But because he or she would be a part of you” for once, I am glad there is this distance between us as I gather my thoughts together. To compose the words that I need to tell her.
When she opens her mouth, I interrupt. “No Cassie listen to me first. I was livid when the doctor said I had a low sperm count and it hurt, because I may not be able to give you little Cassies’ or Lincolns.” Although I am shaking inside, I carry on with my speech. “So we will do it. We will make another appointment to see the doctor. Look at and discuss the options that are in front of us.” As I finish talking. I make my way over to where the woman I love is sat, and kneel down next to her, taking her hands in mine. “I never meant to hurt you Cassie and I am sorry.”
Cassie guides my hand to her cheek. To rest against it, the gentle caress of her flesh is soothing against my hand. “I don’t know Linc. I refuse to have a fixer upper baby.”
This time, I am the one who places both of my hands on either side of Cassie’s face, “The baby will never be a fixer upper. We are having this baby because it’s someone we want. And we will love them.”
Cassie remains silent. Her gaze fixed on me. I can feel her eyes as they probe into my deep inner conscious. My smile may be weak but I hope it’s reassuring. “Give it a go Cassie.”
The smile she returns is tinged with sadness and somehow, does not quite reach her eyes. She is taking so long to answer, that I find myself getting more nervous by the moment.
“OK, we talk to the doctor.” Jubilant that Cassie is willing to meet me half way I want to shout my joy. Instead I settle for pulling Cassie up and in to my arms. Meanwhile, I am thinking ‘thank fuck, she has not thrown me out this time.’
My horniness of earlier has returned, and letting go of Cassie. I make my way over to the sports bag that I had dropped, and remove a couple of items. Eager to push my luck I hand the outfit over to Cassie.
“Seeing you on the stage made me really hard Babe. How about a private show?”
Cassie eyes the clothing skeptically, before hugging them to her chest “You’re pushing your luck mister.”
“Ha. That’s your fault for being so smoking hot. Now go get ready.”
After a moment’s hesitation Cassie gives me one of her smiles as she makes her way to the bedroom with the items that I have given her.
Once the house is secure I head for the bedroom where I find my Marilyn waiting for me and she is beautiful. In her costume, Cassie somehow manages to look demure, while her eyes scream fuck me now.
“Evening Mr Vice President” Fuck my cock has just gone from semi hard to rock hard.
“And what would the Vice President like me to do for him?”
I want the use of her mouth and without ceremony I push Cassie down to her knees. “Take my cock out of my pants and put it in your mouth Babe”
As much as I want her to, the seductress refuses to rush the act. Cassie’s penetrating stare refuses to move from mine. Little by little she undoes the belt before releasing the button. With the use of her mouth she pulls the zipper down, using my hips to maintain her balance. When the zipper is down, my cock springs free and bounces gently against her forehead.
With the expertise of doing this for years, Cassie, pushes her tongue out of her mouth and cups the head of my cock. To further antagonize me, she slowly leans back, causing my cock to slip from its haven. Cassie prolongs my punishment by letting the tip of my cock land on her tongue again. Kissing the end before she takes hold of it. The firm grasp of her hands sends shivers through my body. As a tremor runs over my body I spread my legs a little, giving me a firmer purchase, as she continues to stroke my cock.
Cassie’s caress begins at the base. Her fingers circling me before she glides up the hard shaft. This is Cassie’s way, slow to start. The touch almost not there. Then with each stoke her grips increases. Her hand pumping up, and rubbing down. The friction of her tight flesh against mine has me producing more pre-cum. Which she spreads over the head of my cock, leaning forward to lick my ball sacks.
“Fuck, Babe that’s good.”
After a short time, she has a steady rhythm going and opens her mouth, taking my thick hard cock inside. Her cheeks hollowing as she sucks me, pulling her head away, to lick the underside to the tip and over the top. Then back into her mouth, repeating her actions to suck me in and I hit the back of her throat. The hand at the base of my cock gives a tight twist before twisting back.
“That’s it Babe. Take me, take me all the way in.” My hips begins a steady thrust against her hand and mouth.
“Fuck!” pulling my cock free, I find it covered with her saliva and a mixture of my pre-cum. Fascinated by her actions, I continue to watch as she slides me back in to her throat. The muscles relaxing when she takes me in further and further. I love the steady rhythm my baby has set. Although Cassie has her finger pressed at the base of my cock I know I am not going to last. It’s too soon for my release and I refuse to cum in her mouth.
“Lie on the bed Cassie and spread your legs for me.” Spread on the bed. I study my woman. She may be wearing the outfit from earlier. However, she is still my Cassie. Brown contacts watch me and as much as I love the dress she has on. It is hiding my prize. Although I cannot see her wet pussy. This does not hinder me from my goal, as I crawl between her legs to lay kisses against her thighs. Slowly I crawl my way to heaven. When I finally reach what I am looking for. I latch my lips on to my brand, and suck the flesh hard, sucking on my mark. Until it is hid by the deep purple bruise. Gently I soothe the tender flesh with my tongue, to ease the little pain I have caused.
Cassie’s whimper of pleasure confirms this woman is all mine. That she is with me all the way. Turning my mouth towards her pussy I find it is wet. Her cream is glistening on the edge of her pussy lips. With the tip of my tongue I take a taste and savor my girl on my lips. With ease, I take hold of her thighs and spread her legs further apart and soon I am swiping my tongue along the full length of her pussy, starting at the back and moving towards the front.
Unhindered, Cassie’s hips lift towards me. “Linc!” Again, I swipe my tongue along her tender flesh. To kiss her where her pussy opens “Fuck Linc!” This time, she pushes her hips into the mattress. The movement neither hampers me, nor stops me. I just follow. Then I let my tongue glide into her. My tongue licks the ripples of the muscles which will soon be holding my cock. The more I lick, the more they contract as the juice she produces coats my flesh. Her hips rises against me as I thrust in to her with my tongue. The deeper I thrust the more her body begins to vibrate. Cassie’s moans are becoming louder as she tries to attain her release.
“You want to cum Babe?”
“Please….”
“Yeah Baby come all over my tongue and let me taste your sweet cream.” And that’s all she needs. Her cream floods my tongue as I push it in further, loving the feel of her body clenching round me, as I keep her thighs apart. I am never too sure if it’s my tongue that gets her off. Or the vibrations of my voice against her pussy.
Pulling back from her, I do not give Cassie time to come down before I am thrusting my cock straight in to her. Hard and deep, needing to get as close as possible. Her pussy is gripping my cock, protesting when I pull out. When I push back, in the muscles of her pussy take a strangle hold of my cock. Cassie’s hips rise up as her legs lock round my back. The heels digging in to my ass as she grips on to the headboard.
“Oh Fuck, Babe, yeah that’s it, take me inside nice and deep.” When I thrust deep into her body, Cassie jerks up the bed. I need to grip her hips, to keep her in place as I continue to thrust.
“Shit, Babe I’m not going to last much longer.” My balls are tight, ready to release their cargo. Watching my baby and the way her body is starting to vibrate around mine, is all I need. “You ready again Babe.” My tone may be a little smug as I give my baby her second orgasm of the night. All my girl can do, is nod her head. “That’s it Baby, cum for, me.” And when her body shudders with her release, I let go with one final thrust “Fuck Cassie!”
Reluctant to let Cassie go. I remain joined inside her, removing the blonde wig to run my fingers in her toffee colored hair. “Fuck Cassie we did not undress.”
“Nothing new there Linc.” Tilting her head up. “You were fucking me Linc and not Marilyn.” My previous treatment of Cassie as had more of an effect on her than I had realized. To ease her fear, I take her face between my hands and kiss her hard and deep. Thrusting my tongue in to her mouth. When Cassie begins to moan again, I pull back to gaze directly in to her eyes.
“Always you Cass. You’re real. You understand don’t you? You’re a real woman. And much more. You‘re the woman who holds my heart. Marilyn is just an image, a fantasy that teenage boys grow up with, hoping they find their own. And that’s what I did with you Cassie.”
Planting another kiss on Cassie’s neck. I begin to remove her clothing, so that I can get to her tits. “I love you Cassie and I do not think I will ever get tired of telling you that”
“I love you Linc.”