1 comments/ 25456 views/ 2 favorites Mistaken Identity Ch. 04 By: ainu Brian stands, completely naked, in Debbie's small apartment. She's naked also, kneeling at his feet, one hand around the base of his cock , the other fondling his testicles, much of his erection stretching her lips, filling her mouth, about half way into her throat. "I know you like to suck me Debbie and I love it when you do. And that you think this position is the most comfortable for you. But it seems demeaning for me to just stand here while you're on the floor sucking me. I should be doing something with you, fingering you, licking you maybe." Debbie runs her lips down and back again, licking and tasting him before she backs her head loose, still holding him with her hands, as she looks up at him. "I do love sucking cocks. Maybe I'm a pervert or something but I do. And you're the best I've ever had. You taste good, feel good and your cum is delicious. And I do like this position. Leaning over you on the bed is less comfortable. Right now, I just want to suck you and enjoy it. I don't want anything else interfering with what I'm experiencing. You can lick me later, eat me out royally. And I'll love it. And I don't want anything else to get in the way of my experiencing that, either. But if you really want to 69 we sure can later sometime. We've got lots of time. Right now I want to make you cum. Because then, you'll last longer later and will give me a lot of orgasms. And besides, I just like it." With that, she gets her mouth around him again and starts sucking and licking and working on him. It doesn't take long, never does, she's discovered what works with him, and he cums in her mouth, load after load. She swallows and smacks and licks her lips, relishing it. She then stands and, presses tightly against him. They hold one another and kiss. She breaks the kiss and moves to the bed and lays on her back, bending her legs and spreading them a little, so that Brian is looking at her up past her open pussy. "Like this?" she asks coyly with a little smile, "what position do you want me in?" He doesn't answer, just climbs up through her legs, over her, to kiss her again as his hands hold each breast. Brian tells her how beautiful she is and what a lovely body she has as he kisses his way down her body, sucking on her nipples along the way, before getting between her legs. He's done this before, too, and knows what works. His tongue pushes into her, moves up and down her slit, and finally reaches her clit. He licks and sucks and almost bites as he works his mouth and tongue on her. He slides a couple fingers into her vagina as he centers attention on her clit. Soon her hips are jumping, she's almost screaming, and starts to gush out her juices. He lowers his face, pulls out his fingers, and sucks up everything he can. Her legs have closed on his head. her hands are pushing his face into her. As she relaxes and releases him, he straightens some, moves up and gets his cock, now back to full erection, aimed into her. Her moans and yells never die from her orgasm as he begins pumping into her. Debbie's legs are up, her knees almost to her shoulders. "Lower your feet onto the bed," Brian says as he continues to fuck in and out. She does. He changes his angle of attack slightly, still pumping into her. Within seconds, perhaps on his third inward movement, Debbie reacts. "Fuck, Brian, that's amazing. I'm not going to last a minute!" He continues to plow into her. Her noises get louder. Her whole body starts to almost shiver. "Fuck, I'm cumming again already," she almost screams. She lifts her feet, wraps her legs and her arms up around Brian, pulling him close. "You've got to stop. It's so good it hurts. How do you do that?" Brian is laying atop her, supporting his upper body with his arms, his still erect cock soaking in her vagina. "A couple times when we fucked in this position, you reached down between us to rub your clit. So I guess you want it to be massaged or worked on while we're fucking. So I figured that if we were both in the right positions and I pushed down as well as in, my pubic area would hit your clit each time I pushed in. And I guess it does. I don't get as far in, though. But that doesn't seem to matter, does it?" Debbie sighs, almost a moan. "I've never had anything like that. I've never been so aroused in my life. I actually had to stop you and I've never done that before. It's just perfect. More than I can handle. I'll have to adjust to this. But, please, do it again, often." "Right now?" She grins up at him. "No, not right now. I'm too sensitive right now. But you're still hard, aren't you? I think maybe we need to roll over and let me fuck you for awhile so I can control it some and take it easy on myself." So they do. Debbie climbs onto him and lowers herself down, taking him fully up inside her. She then begins to move her hips slowly, back and forth, then round and round a little, feeling him move within her. Brian has both hands on her breasts, feeling and holding them, then tweaking each nipple. He pushes himself up until he can get his mouth to one nipple and suck on it. His hand then moves down to right above where his cock is disappearing into her and begins to massage her clit. She continues to move fairly slowly, savoring the feelings. After several minutes, she looks at him and grins and starts to move faster and faster, finally bouncing onto him full force over and over, forcing him to pull both his mouth and hands free. "Brian, I don't know how you do it but if I kept on moving slowly and you continued to suck my breasts and diddle my clit, I was going to cum again. And I want to keep making use of that lovely cock of yours while it's up and hard." "Debbie, if I move a little to the side, move your leg so that it's pointing out straight along side me." "He rolls slightly onto his side and pushes his hips up. "Ooh, Brian, that felt good," Debbie tells him as his cock shoves up into her. She does move her leg, though. Then he rolls to the other side and shoves his hip up again. "Now the other leg," And she moves it, grinning at him. She's now sitting on him, her legs on either side, her feet almost to his shoulders. "Lean down," he says. She does. Her upper body is laying on him, her breasts pressed against him. "Am I bending your cock too much?" she asks. He grins. "I bend but I don't break," he tells her as he wraps his arms up around her. "Hang on," he says as he starts to sit up. She has her arms around him, sitting on his lap. He has his arms around her, now sitting up. He starts inching his way to the edge of the bed, Lifting his hips and pushing forward several times. With each lift of his hips, he shoves his cock further into her. "I like this," she blurts out, grinning at him. He gets to the edge of the bed. He's now sitting, his butt on the bed, his feet on the floor. "Hang on," he says again and starts trying to stand up, carrying her with him, his cock still in her. He moves his arms and hands to her butt, holding her up. He finally stands, a little off balance, and almost stumbles until her back is against the wall. "O.k, here we go," he tells her. Pressing her against the wall, supported by his cock in her vagina and her back, he starts flexing his legs and shoving his cock into her. They're tight against one another, their bodies sticking to one another as he shoves hard, lowers himself out slightly and shoves up and in again and again and again. With each shove in he lifts her whole weight slightly with his cock. Gravity causes her to drop slightly as he pulls out, then he lifts her again as he shoves in. He starts to just pound and pound into her. With each stroke she grunts, almost like a tennis player hitting the ball. He's quiet, concentrating on fucking her as hard and as fast as he can. Her legs are around him, holding as tight as possible, squeezing him. She starts to almost scream as another orgasm rises in her. He can feel her insides spasming around him, which causes him to also cum. He pushes as far into her as he can get and holds there as he shoots load after load into her. "Brian," she almost whispers, her face flushed and running with perspiration, "That's wild It's like animals fucking or something. I couldn't think or anything but just feel all horny and hot and wanting it so much." She kisses him as she moves her legs off his hips getting her feet down to the ground. "I have to clean up some." In the bathroom, Brian watches as Debbie sits on the toilet, draining as much as possible out of her, then wiping several times. 'Why are you watching me? This is just like peeing or something." "I love to watch you any time," he says. "You're the sexiest girl in the world." "Yeah, well I'm a dirty, sticky girl right now. I need a shower." They shower together, exploring each others' bodies, feeling and squeezing and getting more and more turned on. They dry each other and return to the bed, still naked. 'Brian," she asks, "we've been having sex for about a year. All of a sudden tonight, you've turned into the world's greatest lover. What's happened?" "You like it?" "Yes. I love it. I've never been turned on more in my life. You're fantastic." "Well, I've been trying to pay attention and figure out what you like. And then, partly on my own and partly by reading some things, I've tried to figure out how to best give you what you like. I guess, it just all worked out right tonight." She kisses him, puts her arm on him. "Well it sure did. If you get any better, you'll probably kill me. I wa so turned on I had to stop and that's never happened before. No matter what's happened, I've always wanted more. I still did tonight, too, but I had to take a break. I don't know how you managed to figure it all out but I'm glad you did." "It's because I love you Debbie. I want to please you. I want you to want me. I want to move in with you, be with you all the time." Still facing him, laying next to him, she pulls back slightly. "Brian, we've been over this. You don't love me. You love the sex. I'm the only girl you've had sex with and you think it's love. That first time for you was probably my thousandth. I know you loved it. Well I did, too. But I'd felt the same way before. So I could keep it in perspective. What you need is some other women." "I don't want any others. I only want you. I know you don't think I can love you. But I do. And I did before we ever had sex." "Brian, you're a nice guy. You're terrific at sex. The best ever. I don't want to hurt you. I'm not right for you. You're too good. Look, all I think about is sex. Before we had sex we actually talked a little. Now all we do is fuck and eat each other. That's because it's the way I am. It's the way I'll always be." "That's one reason I love you. You're the sexiest girl possible. But I've known you other times. I liked you then. Loved you even. The sex just made it all better." "But Brian, you're not the only guy I've had sex with. I've even had sex with someone else all the time we were having sex. I don't think I can be a one man woman. If you ever weren't around, I'd just find someone else to be with. It's the way I am. I've always found someone else. That's how I started with you." "I love you, Debbie. There's no two ways about it." "Brian, you can't. I'm a whore. I fuck for money. All those times I had something else to do, it was because I was spending the night with this other guy. He pays me for sex. I've been having sex with him for over two years. His money pays my rent, buys my clothes." "I bet you like him, though. You're not just doing it for money, you're doing it because you like it." "Well, yeah. That's true. I was in a hotel lobby waiting for another guy to show up so we could fuck for a couple hours. And he didn't show. Then this nice, older guy called me by name. We ended up having dinner and dancing and I began to realize I didn't have to miss getting fucked. This guy could do it. So I spent the night with him. And he was terrific. The best I'd ever had up to then. And the first time I'd spent the whole night and woke up to sex. Then he handed me money. He thought I was a prostitute that he'd hired. A lot of money. Over $1500. I'd never had that much cash in my hand before, ever." "So, it was all a mistake." "Yes and no. I got the name of the service he'd hired a girl through and called them, planned on going to work for them. I was willing to fuck anyone for money. Fat guys, old guys, black, brown, whatever. Suck all their cocks. Do whatever they wanted. I thought about it and realized that I'd probably like most of it. And I needed the money. Then my first assignment was this same guy. He decided that he liked me enough that he wanted to pay me a retainer, keep me just for him. Not go on other assignments. And he's been paying me ever since. And I've been cheating on him. With you. I think I'd cheat on any body." "Debbie, laying here, looking at you, I want you. I love you. So you're not perfect. Neither am I." She reaches between them to grasp his cock. "I'm not going to argue. I think you're about ready. I've been thinking about this delicious thing since we showered. Maybe while I suck you I can sit on your face." "I'd like nothing better." Two nights later, Debbie is with Warren, the older man that pays her, for the first of three nights she'll spend with him on this trip. She starts by sucking him, just because she likes to. He stops her after a short while because he wants to have more opportunities to cum in her, then takes his time to lick and suck on her pussy for some time before finally causing her to cum. They then fuck, missionary position, shower, and start eating a room service dinner, both naked. "Debbie, I hate to even bring this up but you're going to graduate soon. Do you have some plans?" Debbie agrees, she graduates in two months. She's already started job interviews, describes the kind of job she's interested in. "I've been thinking about you," he tells her. "I can't help but think of sex when I think of you. But in some separate compartment of my mind, I also care for you, want the best for you. In a weird way, since I'm fucking you, using you, I even want to protect you." "I know, Warren," she interrupts. "It took me a while but I realize that when you got me to quit being a prostitute, even before I started, that you were being kind to me." "Well, I was in a way. But I was also being selfish. Sex with you was terrific. Is terrific. You loved sex so much, enjoyed it, were fresh about it. And I liked that. If you really became a prostitute with many, varied customers you'd have to become hardened. Sex would be a business. So, while I did protect you, I also was selfish in keeping you the way I liked you to be. Kept you enjoying sex so that I could enjoy you. It's why I pay you, because I'm using you." "That's probably true. But on the other hand, I'm using you. I do really enjoy having sex with you. Probably every bit as much as you enjoy having me. So the 'using' bit goes both ways. The money you've given me has changed my life, made it much easier. So I've benefitted from this arrangement, too." "I'm glad you do. But still, I have been thinking about what happens once you graduate. My first inclination was to come up with more money so that we could continue this relationship. I've really loved our time together. But then I decided I was being selfish. You should really get to be whatever you want to be, get the chance to be you and not just my mistress. Tieing you to me wouldn't be fair to you. So, I want to continue our relationship as long as we can but I think it's best for you if we end it. You get turned loose. Not right now. I mean whenever you've graduated and need to get more in charge of your life." "Let me recommend you to one of my businesses," he tells her. "I come out here to visit one division of one of my companies and can get you an interview there. But truthfully, my business with the greatest potential, the one that offers the best chance for growth for its employees, is in Kansas City. What would you think about relocating?" "Two of the companies I've already talked to would require me to move. I like it here, near my family, but I would actually sort of like to try somewhere else. Experience something new." "Okay, let me send some information to them. I'll see you again tomorrow and the next night, I'll let you know." She thanks him and he tries to down play it, that he does this all the time. It's nothing special. He also makes it plain that all he can guarantee is an interview. Unless she goofs, they'll most likely hire her based on his recommendation. But what happens later is completely up to her. She has to be good at her job in order to move up and get anywhere. She's always enjoyed herself with him but she spends the rest of their time together making sure that he gets all the sex he can handle. He wakes up the next morning with her sucking him, which he converts to a 69 at first and then into straight fucking. The next night, Debbie has a slight problem. Brian wants to be with her and she lets him know she can't, she has an appointment. He knows what that means, of course. So she gets naked with Warren and spends the night. When she leaves the next morning she doesn't see Brian but he actually tails her and is waiting to try and see who she's been trysting with for the last couple years. He tried to find out at the desk with no success. When Warren finally comes out, Brian sees him and his reaction is, "Well I'll be damned." The next night, Warren tells Debbie of an appointment that's been set for her. He also gives her a round trip airline ticket to Kansas City and tells her he's made a reservation for her at a small hotel near the office she'll be visiting. Later, in between some sex, while he's recuperating enough to regain an erection, he asks her a question. "Debbie, I've never tried to dig into your private life. And I don't want to now if you don't want me to. But when we first started, I made it plain that I wasn't buying you, that you should have your own life as a student, including boy friends if you wanted. The last six months or so I think I've noticed a little change in you. Do you have a boy friend now?" "Well, yes. Sort of. At least there's a guy I've been having sex with.You're go ne so much and I miss the sex." "How's it going? Is he a good guy?" "Oh, yeah. He's fine. But I don't want to make it sound serious or anything. I mean, he says he wants it to be more serious but I try to not let it get there." "Why not?" "I'm young. I'm not ready to get serious. I need to spend some time learning, setting up my life. Maybe five or six years from now. It's difficult though. I mean he is nice. And he's terrific at sex. And he keeps telling me he loves me and I tell him it's just the sex, it's not love. I'm almost sorry I ever started having sex with him. But then, it's awfully good." "Better than me?" "Warren," she says and kisses him and puts her arm around him, "When we met you gave me the best sex I'd ever had in my life. You're just terrific. I really love being with you." "It's mutual. I love being with you. But he's good, huh?" "Oh my God, Warren, I've never had anything like it. I have to stop and rest. He almost drives me out of my mind. And my clit actually hurts. Since high school, I've always wanted more sex. I've never had enough. But with him I actually have to stop him. I still want more but it's like I'm overloaded or something and need a short time out. I've never cum so often and so fast before." "Well then, why not stay with him? If the sex is that good you ought to hook him while you can." "Well, making a commitment is serious stuff. I think maybe he's the one to be with. But then, maybe it's all just sex and he'll get tired of it. Or I'll get tired of it. And he's a really good guy. He was a virgin when we first had sex. I'm the only girl he's ever been with. And I'm not really a very nice girl. I mean, I've had a lot of sex. With different guys. I 'd have to be honest with him and he might not like that." Mistaken Identity Ch. 04 (Author's Note: This is a 'what if' side story for The Perfect Pussy series. I never felt that I really had a chance to let Waylon talk about his feelings for Keni and think over what drove him over the edge. A lot of you have suggested that for his crimes he be locked up or sent to a mental hospital, maybe he will agree with you, but let him speak for himself and then decide from there okay, after all this is still America and the process of being innocent until proven guilty is still a part of our freedom...God Bless America...!) Mistaken Identity – Chapter 04 Waylon felt the sheriff put the cuffs on him and saw the girls were crying as they stood by Noreen. He knew this was necessary, but he would have preferred it hadn't been done in front of Hannah and Leigh. Well, at least Keni was here to help Noreen keep them calm. She was holding Leigh close and whispering something to her. "You know I wouldn't do this Way, if it wasn't for that federal warrant that came through, they got to check things out..." Sheriff Jones looked at him. "The man from Montana said you can stay in our jail for now, until they run all the tests and get the results back. That way Noreen and her girls can at least see you regular. She sure has two pretty little girls. Why they love an ugly mug like yours is beyond me..." That made Waylon grin, "Hey, I used to be pretty sheriff. Not my fault I met up with the wrong man." "You did at that, your momma and dad, they handling this okay?" "Yeah, thanks for at least waiting until the wedding was over. Heather looked damn pretty, and Mike will be a good husband for her..." They had gotten back the day before the wedding and walked into total chaos. Keni and Noreen had started to pitch in as soon as introductions were made, and it had all come off, but there had been a lot of frayed nerves up to the point that the preacher had pronounced them man and wife. He had never been so proud of his little sister in his life, looking so beautiful and in love with the long, tall Texan. Mike was perfect for her. When the sheriff was done, Noreen came over and she smiled at him through her tears as she looked up at him. "I know it has to be done, but we haven't had enough time yet." He wanted to reach up and wipe away her tears. "We will honey, I promise, when this is all over, we'll have all the time in the world. Mean while you take care of my folks and our girls. Not to mention yourself, you been looking pale the past couple days." "Just all the changes, so much has happened in such a short time. But Maggie and Henry been so nice to me. I like them Waylon and I can see where you three boys get your looks." "Hmm, just remember you are all mine sweetheart. No flirting with my dad or my brothers." He bent down and kissed her long and hard. "I love you Noreen, you just remember that, okay?" She nodded and moved away as the sheriff helped in into the back seat of the squad car he was just about to close the door when a little girl's voice caught all their attentions. "NO...DADDY!!! I want my daddy!!!" He looked to see Leigh fighting Keni's grip and he saw the determined look on his sister's face. It was still evident when she brought the girls over to kiss and hug him before they left. It would have been better if he could hug them back, but feeling those long little arms wrapped around him was all he needed to make him self more determined to see this damn thing through to the end. Finally though Sheriff Jones was able to close the door and it was clear from his expression that he wasn't happy with what he had to do. "Damn feds, they got all the paper work from Dallas, don't know why they have to go this damn far. Why the hell can't they just let you stay home with one of those bands or something...?" Waylon let the sheriff mutter all the way to town, but he knew that the sheriff as well as everyone else that this was how it had to be. Max had to be drawn back to Crossroads, for all their sakes. That man was as dangerous as a rabid dog, and like all rabid dogs he had to be put down with little concern of how much he suffered in the process. * * * Noreen saw the fear in her girl's eyes and tried to smile reassuringly. "It will be okay girls; Waylon will be home soon." Keni nodded. "Yeah, this is just for a bunch of tests and all that junk. Why don't you two go see if Maggie has anymore of those cookies? I think she could use some cheering up too right now." The girls ran off and Noreen looked at Keni. "Okay, what haven't you told us?" "Don't do that woman, talk about me reading people. Okay, but not here, not even Henry or Maggie know about this okay?" They began to walk to the house that she and Harley shared with her sister and brother. Once inside they settled at the kitchen table over cups of hot coffee. "The Feds are hoping that Waylon being in jail will bring Max Connor out into the open. They're going to do a whole big news conference and the whole nine yards. That's why the sheriff is taking him to the local jail. There are two feds there who will be cluing Way in as soon as he gets there. Now, I got to warn you, they may imply some things that none of us will like but it's like that special agent told me and Harley, we need to pull this fox out of his hole if we are ever going to get this all cleared up." "They think he will come back here don't they?" "Yeah, they think he will try to get to Harley and Way both. I mean they both know him up close and personal. There's also the idea that no one has seen that girl he kidnapped in Idaho. The question is, is she still alive, or has he found a new one?" Noreen nodded. "What about your folks, are they all doing okay?" They had looked worn and haggard the first time Noreen had met them the day after they arrived in Crossroads. "Yeah, they didn't like the idea of having a federal agent sleeping in my old room, but they were in just as much in danger as we all were here. You want the truth I wish he would go to my house; I got some cousins that would love to kick his ass all the way to hell. Well, at least we know Waylon is home and not guilty of some of the shit he's been accused of. Knowing what I know now, I dropped the charges here against him, and it's just as well. At least when he comes home, he will be free and clear." Some how Noreen doubted it, "no, he still has things he has to work out Keni. He knows he has problems, and he needs to find a way to over come them." "At least he's got someone to help him." Out of the corner of her eye, Noreen saw Harley come in the back door and smiled. "The way Harley had you?" Keni groaned. "Oh lord, don't you start now, that man was just fine, and he would have grown up eventually. No man so perfect could be completely bad, and Harley if you think you can sneak up on me, you are crazy honey." Harley laughed as he walked up and put his arms around her. "Hmm, I should know better by now. You clue her in?" "Yeah, he is getting settled in?" "Yeah, just the way the Fed's wanted it, plenty of press, plenty of spectators. They ain't real popular with the locals right now, let me tell you. The news conference will be on in a couple hours. Sheriff Jones is doing the actual booking and all, but they are running the show." "How long you give it?" Noreen asked the question softly. "I give him a week, and we'll be hearing from him again. Max is no fool, and if he knows we're onto him, he'll come out like a rabid dog. He wants back at me, but he doesn't know we'll all be ready." He ran his hand over Keni's stomach. "Are you sure you're okay...?" Noreen had a flash in her mind. "You're pregnant? Is that why you passed out last night?" She had been as afraid as the others at the wedding reception but both Keni and Harley had come home this morning in good moods. Keni nodded. "Eight weeks worth, but don't tell anyone yet, we're going to do that tonight. They're a little worried because it seems that I'm one of those who can get pregnant even on the pill and I been taking it, but the doctor says I'm fine and they'll be monitoring me so it should be okay." "Well, you know everyone will be helping you...but with all that's going on." Noreen didn't want to think what was ahead of them, but it was there. Harley nodded. "I told her that if she wanted to abort, I'd stand with her, but both of us agree that it would only make matters worse. No, we need to face this and get it past us. And we need to get Waylon home." Get Waylon home, which was the main thing in Noreen's mind as she went back to Henry and Maggie's. The girls were with Kate, her mother and Maggie, but when she walked in, they came running to her. Leigh looked around and sighed. "Where are aunt Keni and Uncle Harley momma?" "Aunt Keni wanted to lie down; she was in the hospital last night remember?" Hannah nodded. "Is aunt Keni okay momma? She was crying when they took Waylon away." "I know baby, but she's fine. Just tired, her and Harley been through a lot lately." Kate smiled at her. "So have you Noreen, and if it wasn't for you, none of us would know where Waylon had been or even if he was still alive. You eased a lot of folk's minds." Maggie nodded. "You helped my son come home Noreen, that alone makes you one of the most welcome people in the world, and these two little darlin's, so beautiful. Henry and I are blessed, having three new granddaughters and a new grandson all so close together." Janie James nodded. "Just so Harley and Keni doesn't have one too soon, thank gods I got her on the pill, the way that man is." Kate giggled. "Mom, don't go blaming just Harley. Keni has had her eyes on him for a long time." Noreen saw the woman from Oregon nod. "I know, I think she fell in love with him the first time she ever saw him. Tell the truth I think it's the only reason she was happy coming here during the summers. Don't get me wrong Maggie, I think you raised three fine sons, but a man like Harley; he's a bit much at times for the senses. Hell, I'm an old married woman, and I still feel his pull at times. He just radiates something that draws a woman in." Maggie laughed. "Hmm, he was always that way. Dean and Waylon got their share of female attention, but not like Harley, he just had to smile so and women been falling at his feet. But Keni, she has a special touch with him. I admit I was even a little concerned after that first day, and they were so blatant about what happened, but watching them together and watching my boy fall in love with her the way he did, it was like watching a whole new world open up. They are devoted to each other, neither of them will ever stray; ever do anything to hurt the other. That's a love that only comes along once in a lifetime, and to see it in your children, well you just know you did something right..." Noreen had to agree, she had seen it in Dallas. Theirs was a love that would last beyond time it's self, and in truth, it was a love that enveloped not only each other but all those around them. She had never expected her girls to trust another man after what their father had done, she had never expected she would be able to trust or love another man after Harvey, but Waylon and Harley, they just told you that they were nothing like her ex husband. It had shocked her beyond words when Leigh had called Waylon daddy today, she had never called anyone that before. Hannah had even been more affected then she had expected her to be. "You're awful quiet over there Noreen." Kate gave one of her blinding smiles, a trait she shared with her sister. "Don't worry about Waylon, he'll be well treated, and he'll be home before you know it. I just feel a little guilty for thinking all the things I did about him and then finding out he wasn't the monster I thought he was." "He didn't know what he was Kate, so don't feel bad. You should have seen him when he heard his brother had been shot and you all thought he had done it. He was low in the hospital, but I think that was even worse for him. He does admit he has some problems he will need to get worked out once this is all over, but knowing that everyone will stand behind him will help." Janie smiled. "Well, Keni believes in him and that is saying a lot, she has a way of knowing things about people and it was always a mystery to me that she could tell who to trust and who not to trust when she was growing up. Jean says it's a gift; of course my sister is a real believer in those things. My brother is a good man, but the last thing I expected him to hook up with was someone who swore that there are such things as auras and how certain smells can cause this reaction in you, and all that stuff...I thought she was a ding bat when I first met her. Now, I'm not so sure..." "Mrs. James, if someone says Keni has a gift, I got to agree with them. Except for Waylon, she and Harley have been the only people I've let in my life since my ex was arrested three years ago. I had hidden myself away, refusing to even go outside unless I had no choice. Let alone move from one state to another. But those two girls, they are the real proof; they have loved Harley and Keni since the minute they met almost. And Waylon, Leigh has never called anyone daddy, not even her real father. Now I am no expert on anything, but if it's believed that someone has a gift, then I got to believe it's those three people. They radiate love, and when you know them, you can't help but feel it too." * * * For the next few days, Noreen spent time helping Maggie around the house while the girls learned their way around. They went to the jail every afternoon to see Waylon and it was clear that her daughters had indeed taken him on as their new daddy. Waylon was more then willing to accept the role, and when they had a chance to be alone, he looked at her. "I want to marry you Noreen, and when I do, I want to adopt the girls. You think there would be any problem with your ex...?" "You can figure on plenty of trouble with him, Harvey isn't one to give up something he thinks is his..." Noreen hated to think what he would try to do to her and the girls for even leaving Texas while he was still in jail. She hadn't told Waylon about the letter her ex still sent her. To the unknowing eyes of a stranger, they would appear to be love letters from a man to his wife and daughters, to her; they were threats of things to come. They were one reason she had let him talk her into coming here. With Waylon, she felt safe, loved, and so did her girls. "Well, trouble is one thing we do know how to handle, and let's take care of one crazy man at a time. Mean time, before you go back to the farm, you talk to sheriff Jones, he's got a couple hundred dollars I won in the nightly poker games and I want you to have it. Buy something real pretty for you and the girls to wear or something." Noreen shook her head. "Waylon...you don't..." Reaching out he put his fingers on her lips. "Yes I do, you're mine to look after and support. Now daddy said once this is all settled, I'll be back working on the farm, and Uncle Fred was in here with him, and he's offering me a part time job at the feed store he owns. So it's not going to be an easy life, but it will support us and we'll get the house, so we'll never lack a place to stay. I been doing a lot of thinking about things, and I've decided that if my crazy ass big brother can change, so can I. I want to be a good husband and a good father, you hear?" She heard. Bending her head to his, she rested it against his forehead. "You're already a good husband and a good father Waylon. It's been in you all along; you just never had a reason to let it come out before." Feeling his fingers on her cheek, she began to understand why Keni felt the way she did about Harley. It was something a woman felt inside when she met the right man for her. She should have been afraid of him, of the things he had been accused of and how her ex had treated her. Instead, she had let him into her life and her heart without even thinking about it. "Keni cried for you the other day..." Waylon nodded. "I know, and it hurt as bad it did seeing you and the girls cry for me, but Keni is my past, you are my future, and don't ever forget that. I love you Noreen, and I love our girls." His fingers slipped down the bars to her belly. "I hear that Keni is going to have a baby, any chance we might have...?" She shook her head. "No, but it's something we can talk about once you're out of here, and we can live a normal life, I think I'd like a little boy though. And the girls would get a kick from a little brother." That made him grin. "Well, maybe I should talk to the sheriff about an over night pass, see what we can do to get one started. We haven't had nearly enough time to practice either." Noreen felt herself blush. "Waylon, stop that." She slapped at his hand playfully and he chuckled. "You're as bad as your brother, I swear..." "Hmm, wait until I get out of here, and we get to the bedroom." * * * She was still blushing when she went out to the main office and found Keni waiting for her and the girls. Harley had gone to work that morning and as she took the envelope of money from the sheriff, Noreen looked at the younger woman, "you going to go in and see him?" "No, Harley and I are coming in after dinner, Dean and Katie too." They went out into the chilly, but sun filled weather. "God, I used to think it got cold back in Oregon. That was nothing compared to today." They walked to Noreen's car and she noticed the FBI men in a car across the street. Keni smiled as she waved to them. "The pair of them stick out like sore thumbs don't they?" "Yeah, they do..." Noreen wondered how Keni could be so matter of fact, until she saw how pale Keni was and how tired she looked. Harley was looking just as tired, and she suspected it wasn't just from the wedding plans. They were all living under a curtain of stress and strain. "How much longer Keni?" She shook her head. "The wedding is in two weeks, it should be over by then. I don't understand why he hasn't shown up before now to tell you the truth. It's not like we haven't told him where to find us..." Noreen knew just what Keni meant. It was like they all had targets pasted to their backs. Not a new feeling for her, but one she didn't like and having her girls in the line of fire wasn't easy to handle either. Still, if Keni could handle it, so could she. She just hoped the younger girl didn't get hurt in the process. To Be Continued Mistaken Identity Ch. 04 "Well, I agree. You have to be honest with him. But you're not a bad girl in any way. You're terrific. That's why I recommended you for a job. You're smart. You have a great personality, a zest for life, an openness. Plus, you're gorgeous, which never hurts. I'd suggest you run with this guy as far as you can. You're obviously very compatible. And while sex isn't everything, it can make up for almost everything else." By then, she'd been massaging and pulling on his cock and he'd got hard, so she straddles him and sit on him, taking him up into her. Which leads to a couple more positions and a couple more orgasms for her, including an early morning one. Before she leaves, Warren tells her he'll be back in about ten days and will call to give her the exact dates and perhaps by then she'd know what happened with the job interview. The very next day at school, Brian meets her and wants to get with her that evening. "Just for sex?" she asks. "Well, I hope for sex but it doesn't have to include that. It can be anything you want. Dinner? A movie? There's a lecture tonight at Rhodes Hall. Whatever you want. I just want to be with you." "How about dinner," she answers. Then, after a pause, she grins and adds, "And then sex. I wouldn't mind depriving you but I don't want to deprive me." They meet for dinner at a small local Italian restaurant for a simple meal, just salad and spaghetti. They talk about school and both agree that they're doing well, will graduate on time and could almost skip the rest of the term and still graduate -- except for final exams. Debbie mentions that she's been going on job interviews and Brian tells how he has, too. She then tells him that she's flying to Kansas City the next Thursday for a Friday interview. As dinner comes to a close, he suggests that perhaps they should make this a normal date, be something other than just be fuck buddies. They should go on a date like regular people that aren't having sex. He suggests going to a movie next. Debbie agrees if that's what he wants but adds that the evening is definitely going to end up with sex sooner or later. The theater is fairly new and uses a fairly steep bank of seats. The projection booth, at the rear or upper level, projects out slightly so that the very last row of seats on each side is one row further back than the last row in the main, center portion of the theater. The two head up to the very last row, to one side. The theater is not full at all, perhaps thirty people scattered around. Isolated in the last row, it would be possible for someone further to the front to turn around and perhaps see them but once the film starts the theater is dark. So they're fairly free to do as they please. They leave the arm rests up between seats. Almost as soon as they're seated, they hold one another and kiss. Both start to feel the other. Brian has a hand on her breasts, over her clothes. She has a hand feeling the outline of his growing cock through his pants. Neither pays any attention to the movie. "Is this what people who don't have sex do when they're at the movies?" she asks him very quietly, grinning. In response, he moves his hand and slides it up under her skirt, feeling her thighs. "It's what they'd like to do," he answers. Then his fingers feel her pussy. It's getting fairly wet and she has no panties on. "No panties?" he almost whispers. "I figured they'd just get in the way," she replies softly as, through his pants, she grasps the shape of his now fully erect cock. His fingers slide into her. Brian moans very softly as his fingers move inside her vagina. "I just have to get at you," he says. He turns, slides down off his seat and pushes her one leg off to the side. As he moves his face up between her legs, she reclines back slightly, moving her vagina off the edge of the seat. His tongue pushes its way into her and he begins to lick and suck. They're both aware of where they are. Her sounds are held down to barely above a whisper. His only sounds are the slurps and gurgles of her moisture as he licks and sucks in her and on her clit. Perhaps the location adds some spice, perhaps he's just become very adept at knowing what turns her on, but she doesn't last too long before she's in orgasm and he's sucking up her juices. He then starts moving up over her. She leans back, laying across several seats. He gets his pants loose, his cock free, and starts it into her. If anyone looked around at this point they most likely could see nothing. Perhaps his back and her leg sticking up might signify what was happening as they fucked energetically but quietly. When he finally climaxes and unloads his semen into her, she wraps her legs around him and they hold one another and kiss. "I really loved this," she whispers to him. "I've never done this before. But we're not watching this movie. We might as well get back to my place and finish this. There's no use our trying to act as if we're people who aren't having sex." He kisses her again. "You're right. That's impossible." So they get back to her small apartment, get naked, and get busy with one another. Very busy. The following Thursday, late afternoon, when Debbie is at the airport ready to board the plane to Kansas City, Brian shows up. He tells her that he has an interview the next day also. He's even managed to get the seat next to her on the plane. "Brian," she tells him once they board and get seated, "This isn't the theater. We've got to wait until we get off to do anything." "I've heard about people having sex on airplanes," he replies, grinning. "Not with people sitting next to you in three abreast seating and people in front and back of you. The plane's full. And, it's only three hours or so. I can wait. So if I can , you'll just have to, too." As they talk, they realize they're both booked into the same hotel so they agree to share a room. They also agree that it's probably for the best because it will leave them both happy and relaxed for their interviews the next day. They even decide to stay one extra night and move their return flights one day. By the time the two of them check into their room, Debbie can hardly stand it. She's been thinking about sex for hours on the flight, the ride to the Hotel, and finally she could get what she'd been obsessing about. She drops her suitcase, practically rips off her clothes, and helps pull Brian's underwear down so that she can get that delicious cock in her mouth. She has all of tonight, most of tomorrow and tomorrow night and part of the next morning for sex. As Brian tells her at one point, "Suck me all you want Debbie, we've got the time. I know you like it. So any time you feel like it, my cock's available." By the time they finally check out on Saturday, she'd sucked him until he gave her mouthfuls of sperm five times and had him in her mouth three other times, just to make sure he was hard before fucking her in one position or another. Of course, that meant he had eaten her to orgasm just as often. Neither of them had ever had as much sex, almost constantly, for as long a period of time before in their lives. By the time they finally check out Debbie smiles and tells him, "I'm a little sore. It's a nice sore and I'm happy we did all this. But I've never had quite as much use of my pussy before." '"I have to admit that I'm glad we're leaving. My cock couldn't take much more. I won't be surprised to find bruises or scars on it. Now that it's been exercised, perhaps it's gotten hardened to it, broken in or something. We'll have to try a marathon again sometime." She kisses him. "We'll be home in four hours or so, we can always start over then." He holds her and kisses her back. "Or maybe we could fit in the airplane rest room." A little over a week later, Debbie has three more nights with Warren. By then she'd been offered a job with his company in Kansas City. She made sure that each of the nights included all of the best sex she could give him. Because she also let him know that he should arrange to cut off her salary and they discontinue their trysts. She was fairly sure she wanted to commit her sex full time to Brian, at least until they figured out where it was going. So she preferred to not be having sex regularly with someone else. She also let him know that as good as he'd been to her, she would prolong things if he wanted as long as he wanted. But he agreed that it was probably best for her to end it. When both she and Brian took the jobs in Kansas City, they moved there together and moved in with each other. A little over a year later, the two of them are having sex. He's behind her, between her legs, she's kneeling on the bed, her butt up while he plows into her over and over, hard and fast. She's grunting with each stroke. She's already had two orgasms, once while he licked her clit and a second in missionary position. When she finally orgasms again, her internal spasms cause Brian to finally climax and unload inside her and they almost collapse. After a few seconds, he rolls to the side and she turns to face him and they hold one another. "Debbie, I love you. I know this is the hundredth time or something I've said this but I want to always be with you. I want to commit to being with you, to marry you." She smiles and pulls him even tighter against her. "Brian, you're the best ever. Sex with you is better than anything. There's no way I could have any better sex. And you're a great guy. I want to be with you. Not with anyone else, just you. I lust for you. I don't know if I love you. I don't really know what love is. So maybe what I feel is love. I don't know. But if it's important to you and if you can take me the way I am, yes, I'll marry you." They hug and kiss and feel one another for several minutes until her pulling on his cock gets him hard again and she rolls him over and climbs on him, swallowing his cock into her vagina. Three months later, she and Brian are in New Jersey to introduce her to his parents. They've already visited her parents. Both parents meet them at the plane. Both seem very nice, pleasant, conversational. They stop at a restaurant for dinner on their way from the airport to the parents' house. Good restaurant with tablecloths, cloth napkins. multiple silverware lined up on each side of the plates. At one point, Debbie mentions that when they moved to Kansas City, she took along a number of items from her apartment. Brian's mother replies that in a new place it's always nice to keep hold of some familiar things. Debbie, with the table and cloth hiding her movements, reaches into Brian's lap, grasps the shape of his cock, and replies back that "Yes, it is nice to keep hold of something familiar." Brian reddens slightly, looks at both parents and smiles. At his home, it's Brian, however, that takes over when his parents assign the two to separate rooms and lets them know that he and Debbie are going to sleep together. So, that first night, Debbie gets to relieve some of the sexual desire that had built during the flight. They shower together and she sucks him off with the water running. He responds by eating her while he dries her after the shower and she stands on one foot with the other on the commode. They then fuck in bed in every position they can manage until finally, worn out, they fall asleep. The next day is spent primarily getting acquainted and Debbie's being shown around the house and grounds. It's a lovely home and she realizes that Brian is from a much wealthier family than hers. She learns that, that evening, several relatives will be there for dinner, to meet Debbie, including Brian's mother's brother, Brian's uncle, and his wife, plus two of Brian's married sisters and their husbands, and Brian's father's mother, the only of his grandparents still alive. Facing the whole family gives Debbie some level of concern. So, when she and Brian go to their room about four to get ready for cocktails at six and dinner at seven, she feels a little sex will help calm her. It's also the time that Brian drops a bit of surprise on her. As is almost routine with them, she sucks him off, relishing his cum, and he eats her. He then fucks her in missionary position, in his way that stimulates the heck out of her clit until she almost can't stand it. They then switch positions so she's riding him, in control. "Debbie," he says, playing with her nipples as she moves her hips back and forth, feeling his cock move inside her, "I know I was a virgin when we first had sex but what if I wasn't? What if I had already fucked someone you knew, like say, Audrey. Would that make any difference now?" "You never fucked Audrey." "No, I know. I'm just wondering what difference it makes now if either of us fucked other people before." She stops her hips moving for a moment and looks at him. "Which means, I guess, that you're wondering about someone I fucked before, since I'm the only one that has." "No, I'm not wondering at all." She starts her hips moving again. "I've known about your past life since we first met and don't care at all. The only thing that matters is now not back then. But .. I don't know how best to do this .. uh .. well, it happens that I do know one of the guys you've been with before. I followed you one time when you went to be with that older guy that paid you for sex. And I know him." Her hips stop moving again. His cock is still in her but just soaking for the moment. "And you're telling me right now for some reason, I bet." He puts his arms around her and pulls her tight as he sits up some and rolls them over until he's back in a missionary position. He gets his cock aimed back into her and slowly shoves it in. "Debbie, I love you. I want you. I want you to want me. And I don't want to ever hurt you. And maybe I should have told you about this a long time ago." He slowly fucks her, pushing his cock in and pulling about half way out before pushing in again. "That guy is my Uncle. My Uncle Warren. And he's going to be here in an hour." Her legs move, her feet go down on the bed. She starts to try and sit up. All she can manage to utter is "What?" "It's all o.k. I know. He knows I know. He thinks you're the greatest girl going and that there's no one better for me than you. We're all just going to act as if you're meeting him for the first time." "Brian, I know you're fucking me and I love sex. I ought to really love this. But this is weird and not sexy at all." "So I should stop." She looks up at him for a moment. He's paused, his cock fully into her. She smiles. "Well, what the heck. I guess not. But do something to get me all aroused again because I've cooled off a little." He pulls out, backs up a little and gets his face into her crotch and starts using his tongue and lips on her clit. In fact, the evening goes very well. Everyone seems to like Debbie. Warren even pronounces out loud for all to hear, to Brian, that he's found the best possible wife in Debbie. Asa thery finallu head back to teir room at the end of the evening, Debbbie says, "Brian, I've been 'on' all night trying to impress your family. So I think it's your turn to be on, on me, all night if you can manage." # # #