10 comments/ 106797 views/ 68 favorites Fantasy Man Ch. 01 By: angelicsounds I'm trying out a new story while continuing my other one. Any comments or suggestions are welcome. Let me know how I'm doing so far. --------------------------------------- Terri Hunter rang the doorbell of the large house and waited for the owner to open the door. The house was massive, with columns that seemed to rise into the heavens and a yard that stretched farther than Terri could see. Terri felt slightly embarrassed, as she always did when she was delivering pizza to areas that were obviously upper class. Terri had taken the delivery job in order to supplement the income that she was getting from working at the college library and at the small coffee shop on campus. Although it was enough to pay her tuition, rent, and bills, there wasn't much extra after those were paid. But, that was ok. Working as much as she did, Terri didn't have time to go out because all her spare time was spent trying to catch up on homework. She sighed and began to shift her weight from foot to foot. Whoever lived in this behemoth of a house was really taking a long time. She hoped the person hadn't gotten lost in his own home. Zachary Smith opened the door to find the most gorgeous woman he had ever laid eyes on. She was shorter than most of the girls he dated, seeming to be about 5'6", but she had the brownest eyes that he had ever seen and a set of plump, kissable lips coupled with a body that just didn't seem to quit. Her breasts were prominent through her shirt, even though the shirt was large on her body. Her waist, seemingly small, was complimented by a set of hips that swelled out and curved down into long legs. Long legs and a short torso, that was kind of interesting but definitely not unattractive. It took Zack a few seconds to realize that he was staring and he shook himself back into reality. His eyes rose back up to her face. She was looking at him expectantly and he realized that she must have said something while he was checking her out. "Hmm?" Terri fought the urge to roll her eyes. If it wasn't some dirty old man trying to get her to come in for the money and maybe a little something extra, it was some asshole openly staring at her like she was a piece of meat. She wanted to say something, but she also wanted a tip and she found that guys gave bigger tips if she didn't tell them off for staring at her chest. "I said that'll be 23.50, sir." She shifted the pizza onto her left hand so she could take the money from him. "Oh. Sorry." Zack reached into his back pocket and pulled out his wallet. When he opened it and pulled out a wad of twenties, he saw the smirk that settled on the woman's face. He raised his eyebrow in curiosity and shrugged. He handed her two of the twenties and took the pizza from her at the same time. Terri reached into her pocket for change and had a hard time pulling out the bills. She stopped trying when the guy reached out and touched her arm. She looked at him cautiously. "You can keep the change....but only if you tell me your name." Zack knew he was being kind of forward, but he had to know what the angel standing before him was called. Terri was surprised. She wasn't used to customers wanting to actually know her name after staring at her chest. And, he was willing to pay for it. It was that fact that made her tell him. "It's Terri Hunter." "Well, Terri Hunter, it is a pleasure to meet you. My name is Zack Smith, if you were wondering." "I wasn't. But thanks anyway." Zack had to laugh at that. She was kind of spunky. He liked that. He wanted to say something equally as witty in return, but his thoughts were interrupted by the sound of his girlfriend calling to him from the hallway. Zack sighed and once again wondered why he was dating Amanda. Oh yeah, she was the daughter of his father's prospective business partner. His father was convinced that they belonged together since it was good for business. That, and she gave good head. He was keeping her around until he found a suitable replacement. Amanda strode purposefully up to his side and looked at Terri with contempt. "Zackie, what's taking you so long? I'm ready to eat." Amanda cast a glance upward at Zack and smiled sweetly. Zack almost gave into the temptation to roll his eyes and tell her that he was at the door trying to pick up the pizza girl and to go away. He hated when she called him Zackie. It made him feel like he was 8 years old again. He had to remind himself of the great blowjob he was expecting once they were done eating. That was worth dealing with her for a little bit longer, he supposed. Zack sighed. "Here. Why don't you take the pizza inside?" The incredulous look that Amanda gave him was more than enough of an answer. He almost forgot that Amanda thought she was too good to do anything for anyone else. "Nevermind. Why don't you go sit down and I'll be there in a minute. I still have to pay for this." Amanda's bottom lip quivered slightly. "Ok, but hurry up, Pookie." She turned on her heel and walked off, but not before shooting a dirty look at Terri. Zack turned back towards Terri and gave her an apologetic look. "I'm sorry about that. Sometimes she gets territorial." Terri just shrugged. "Not my problem." Terri thanked Zack for the big tip and began to turn away and walk to the car. He was handsome, but he was also taken and that was forbidden territory for her. The blond waif could have him. For some reason, Zack didn't want her to leave. He had filled his mind with enough details that he could think of her while Amanda was sucking him off, but he wanted more. "Wait." Terri turned back towards Zack. "Yeah?" Zack's mind was drawing a blank...What to say? What to say? "What are you doing this Friday night?" Terri was confused. What did this guy care? Was he going to invite her over to help him count his money? Or maybe he was going to invite her over to do all the manual labor his girlfriend couldn't seem to do. Terri chuckled at the thought. "Homework...and lots of it. It's my day off from all of my jobs." Terri didn't know why she added the last part. Her day off certainly wasn't his business. "All of your jobs?" Zack couldn't imagine having more than one. As it was, he didn't really need to work, with the trust fund and his weekly allowance, but he had a job working in his dad's office because his father believed that it was important that Zack become acquainted with the business he was destined to take over. Terri sighed and looked at her watch. She was going to be late getting back and she knew that Morris was going to either bitch her out for being late or for worrying him. Probably both. Morris, her boss, was always looking out for her and making sure she was safe. "I have two other jobs and I rarely have time for much else." Zack nodded. "That must suck." He mentally kicked himself. 'Smooth, Zack, real smooth. She must think you have the IQ of a brick,' he thought to himself. Terri shrugged once again. "It does, but that's life. If I want to get through school, I have to work to pay the bills." Zack found that he admired he determination, even if he didn't see how she worked three jobs. Terri turned back towards her car. "It was nice meeting you, Zack Smith." "Same to you, Terri Hunter. I hope to see you again soon." Terri sat in her car and started the engine. She chanced a glance back at the house to see Zack closing the door. Terri muttered to herself. "Closing the door and going back to his girlfriend. Remember that, Terri. You don't need your heart broken again." Still, she would probably have a nice dream about the blond haired, blue-eyed hunk that she had just met. Zack Smith, now there was a name she wouldn't soon forget. ------------------------------------ Zack sat back and closed his eyes; letting Amanda do what she did best, give head. He had no intention of sleeping with her, but he would let her suck him off because she was excellent at it. He could feel her tongue swirling around the base of his cock. But somehow, Amanda's ministrations weren't enough for him. He needed more. He needed the sexy brown goddess that had graced him with her presence earlier that night. As he sat with his eyes closed, he began to picture Terri kneeling at his feet and looking up at him with those beautiful brown eyes of hers while her tongue made tiny circles on his balls. Zack moaned at the thought of her lips and long cocoa brown fingers wrapped around his dick. The imagined contrast in color was driving him wild. Her tongue began to make figure eights on the sensitive area right beneath his head and he lost control. He began to thrust his cock into her waiting mouth, feeling her throat constrict around his member and taking him to higher heights. Her mouth was like a warm glove and her tongue worked miracles. He felt a small hand cup his balls, which prompted him to thrust his cock completely inside her mouth. Her tongue was still pressing against his member and the added pressure made him explode. His harsh groan was the only warning that he gave before giving into his orgasm. It was amazing, the best one he ever had and it because of a girl who wasn't even really there. He imagined that Terri would look up at him, lick her lips, and thank him for his come before standing up and bending over to be taken from behind. Just the image of her round ass pointing at him was enough to make him hard again. Unfortunately, he opened his eyes and saw Amanda sitting at his feet instead of Terri. His penis began to deflate with the sheer disappointment of the situation. Amanda looked up at him expectantly and Zack shook his head and chuckled to himself. She can't carry a pizza box but she could go down on him, and several other guys he knew of, without hesitation. There was something wrong with that picture, but at the moment, Zack didn't care. "Thanks, babe." Zack stood and pulled up his pants, which had been around his ankles, and fastened them. "You're a doll, you know that?" Amanda looked slightly put out that he was putting his dick away, but he knew that she would probably just go home and get fucked by her butler anyway. He couldn't feel bad for not returning the favor when he knew that she was getting other guys to do it for him. "When are we going to have sex, Pookie? We've been dating for over a month now. I thought we would have moved on to bigger and better things by now." Amanda stood and smoothed her dress down. Zack fought the urge to let her know how he really felt about her, instead he opted to be slightly more diplomatic. "I just don't want to rush into this, babe. I mean, sex is a big step and I want it to be right when we finally do it." Amanda just sighed and put her arms around him. "I guess...." She was obviously disappointed, but she wouldn't openly do anything to jeopardize the relationship. Her daddy would kill her if she did. She would wait to have sex with him and then she would try to get pregnant and trap him in the relationship. That was the plan, at least. Her dad had come up with it all on his own. Amanda thought that she was a little too young to get pregnant and settle down, but for some reason, the merger depended on she and Zack getting married. In order to be set for the rest of her life, she would have to make some small sacrifices. Besides, she would just hire a nanny and continue to do the things she liked to do best...like Manuel, the groundskeeper, and Peter, the butler. Amanda left shortly after their interlude and Zack went upstairs to his room. He flung himself down across his king-sized bed and sighed. Playing with Amanda was starting to be more of a hassle than fun. If only he could find a way to get Terri into his arms....or under him in his bed screaming out her desire. That would definitely satisfy him for a while. He wasn't really looking for a relationship, but he was willing to try one out with Terri to see how far they could go. Now all he had to do was figure out a way to get her. ------------------------------------ Terri keyed into her apartment and sighed. She was so tired from working and her feet were beginning to hurt. It was always a sad event, returning to her empty apartment since her boyfriend left a month before. Well, she hadn't really given him the choice of leaving or staying. Terri had found out that she wasn't Tyrell's type. She smirked when she thought about it. She wasn't his type because his type was busty, blond, and willing to fuck him despite the fact that he had a girlfriend. The moment she knew that he was stepping out on her, she kicked him to the curb. She threw his clothes out into the hallway, had the locks changed, and even had time to cancel and cut up a few of the credit cards they shared before he came home. She was not going to be in debt because of him if he couldn't even keep his dick in his pants when she wasn't around. He tried to talk to her when she went to work the next day, but as soon as he grabbed her arm, she pulled out her can of mace and sprayed him in the eyes. Adding insult to injury, she kneed him in the balls before calling the police to pick him up. She thought that perhaps she should feel guilty, but if he hadn't grabbed her roughly, she wouldn't have had to mace him. It was all his fault. She quickly realized that, in order to keep her apartment and not have to move back into the dorms, she would have to get another job. That was when she started working at the pizza parlor. Morris had felt for her when she explained her situation and was more than willing to be flexible with her hours when he saw how hard working she was. Now, here she was self-sufficient and able to take care of herself, but she was also lonely and horny as hell. She hadn't had sex since Ty left because she never had time to go out to pick anyone up. Perhaps she should take one of the older guys up on their offer for sex when it came along again. But she quickly shook her head no. It would be just her luck that the one guy she decided to have sex with would turn out to be a psycho killer. It was always the nice guys that turned out to be insane. Terri laughed bitterly to herself at the thought of how desperate she was becoming. The fact that she even considered having sex with some random guy she delivered pizza to made her feel slightly dirty and extremely needy. Well, there was one guy that she wouldn't mind having sex with after delivering his pizza...too bad he was attached to Barbie. Terri had been harboring a secret dislike of blond women since her break up with Ty. Terri shook herself mentally and continued on her way to take a shower. She began to disrobe, starting with the oversized T-shirt she donned to hide her 36 DD sized breasts while she was out delivering. It didn't help though, considering the number of stares she got when she delivered pizzas. She wasn't sure if she should feel flattered or offended, but she did her best not to attract a lot of attention anyway. She unfastened her bra, letting her large breasts swing free. Her dark chocolate nipples began to harden from the change in temperature and she ran a hand over them to warm them up. The contact was slightly arousing and she felt herself getting a little wet. She shucked off her jeans and underwear in her bedroom and was about to enter the bathroom when her doorbell rang. She cursed loudly and quickly grabbed a pair of pajama bottoms and an oversized t-shirt, put them on, and went to the door. Terri looked out the peephole only to find that Tyrell was standing outside her door with a bouquet of flowers. Terri decided that the blond must have tired of him and he thought that she would take him back. Like hell that was going to happen. Terri decided that he could just stand out there like a fool, so she made sure that the door was dead bolted and locked and went to continue her evening ritual. After her long hot shower, Terri walked to the door to see if Tyrell had left. He had, but he left the flowers in front of her door with some kind of note. She couldn't decide if she wanted to go out and throw them away or just leave them there to rot. She turned away from the door and went to sit on her sofa. She settled in, watching a few reruns of her favorite reality TV shows while doing some homework before turning in for the night. She had an early class and wanted to get a good night's rest. She could hardly wait to fall asleep. He might have been taken and she might never see him again, but Zack Smith was sure to make a debut in her dreams tonight. She could already see his sandy blond hair falling softly over his eyes before he ran his hand through it to move it out of the way. His upper lip was a soft bow and his bottom lip protruded slightly. She saw his smile, with small crinkles taking their place at the corner of his baby blues. She could only imagine what type of body he would have. Oh, yes, she certainly could imagine and she would. He would be her fantasy man, even if it was only for one night. Fantasy Man Ch. 02 Sorry for the delay.... ----------- When Terri woke up, she found that sometime during the night her hands had made their way into her underwear. She smiled, thinking that her fantasy man had once again come through. Over the past week and a half, she found herself fantasizing about Zack whenever she got a chance. She didn't know what had come over her. The fact that a guy that she had talked to for just a few minutes had affected her in such a way blew her mind. The worst part about it was that she knew he was taken and that should have put the brakes on her crush. She could no more stop thinking about Zack than she could stop breathing. Somehow he had embedded himself in her mind and she justified it by telling herself that she wasn't hurting anybody by fantasizing about him. The trouble would come if she acted on the fantasies while he was still dating the blond. Then she would be no better than the hoochie that slept with Ty and broke them up. No, she wasn't going to be that kind of girl ever. She wanted a man that could give himself freely to her. She didn't want to share. Terri drug herself out of bed and yawned. It was going to be a long day. She had class and then she had to work at the coffee shop. She threw her uniform in her backpack before heading to the bathroom that was connected to her room. She loved the fact that the shower was always hot and the pressure was always just right. If she kept the apartment for no other reason than the shower, it would still be worth it. The dorm showers were no more than small boxes. She appreciated the space and the comfort that her shower afforded. She pulled off her pajama bottoms and her oversized t-shirt and turned on the shower. While it was heating up, she looked at herself in the mirror. The bags under her eyes seemed to stand out, but she hadn't gotten much rest the night before. She had spent most of the night studying for the test that she had that day. She could feel her body's rebellion fast approaching. She couldn't keep it up for much longer, working three jobs and doing school. Terri made a decision. She was going to find a job that paid enough to allow her to quit both the pizza delivering and the coffee shop. She didn't know what kind of job would do it, but she was determined to find it. After her shower, Terri rushed out of her apartment, grabbing a bagel and an orange for breakfast on the way. She arrived at her history class just in time. The professor walked in and began to talk about the American Revolution. Terri tried to be attentive and take notes, but she found her mind drifting to Zack, her fantasy man. Terri almost missed the question that the professor directed at her, but she was able to answer it without much of a problem. While her heartbeat was returning to normal, her friend Arthur passed her a note asking her what she was thinking about. He could tell that she wasn't all there that morning. But, really, was she ever? Arthur always had something of a 6th sense when it came to her. From the very beginning, he seemed to be able to get into her head. They had met in a psychology class their freshman year of college. They were paired up to work on a project and that was when she really got to know Arthur. He was about 6'1" with fiery red hair that hung into his face and a sprinkling of freckles. His green eyes seemed to pierce her soul when he looked into her eyes. It was a feeling that often threw her off her game. Terri had initially thought that it was some sort of sexual attraction, but after spending more time with him outside a class setting, she realized that they were meant to be best friends rather than lovers. She couldn't get anything past him and she didn't even bother trying to lie to him. He could tell when she was lying, just as he could tell what she was feeling at any given time. It was really unnerving, but she loved him to death and welcomed his presence in her life. She scribbled down a reply and tossed it to him when the professor turned towards the chalkboard to write something. She wasn't going to tell him that she was fantasizing about Zack Smith having his way with her, but she hinted at the nature of her thoughts. Once he read the note, Arthur looked up at her and gave her a playful smile. He was going to give her crap about it later, of that she was sure. After class, she rushed to the coffee shop to begin her shift. As she walked in, she spotted her co-worker and good friend Charmaine working the counter and Holly quickly making coffee. The coffee shop was small and catered to college students who used it as a quiet place to study. If she didn't work there, she probably would enjoy relaxing at one of the small wood tables. As it was, she spent far too much time there to want to come on her day off as well. Hopefully, she would be able to find a job that would help her make ends meet a little better. She waived to Charmaine before heading to the back to wash her hands. It was time to get cracking. Terri took over for Charmaine at the counter. Since she was always spot on when it was time to cash out, her boss pretty much insisted that she be on the register when she worked. Her charming personality, not to mention her large assets, also earned her and the rest of the staff nice tips. When there was a lull, Charmaine sauntered over, curious about what Terri had been up to. "Well, I've decided I need to find a job that will allow me to pay my bills and not have to work two other ones. I haven't started looking yet, but hopefully I'll find one soon. I'm going to burnout if I keep this schedule up." Charmaine nodded sympathetically. "I know what you mean, girl. I feel like I'm about to keel over myself. If I do, leave me on the ground until some tall, dark, and handsome hunk comes in. Then have him pick me up and carry me away. What better way to start a relationship than that?" Terri shook her head and laughed. "You'll just have to hope that he doesn't carry you away to his roach-infested apartment that he shares with three mice." Charmaine stuck out her tongue at Terri. "Party pooper. Just because you're not having any doesn't mean you should spoil it for the rest of us. That was a great fantasy I was having right there." Terri sighed at the word fantasy. Her fantasy man was probably at his huge house, eating bon bons or some shit like that. What she wouldn't give to see him again. His face was still fresh in her mind, but she wouldn't mind having a refresher. Zack just shook his head. He had been to almost every coffee shop in the area, and some twice, over the past week and a half, looking for that girl who set his body on fire. He had driven to the pizza place that he ordered from the next night, only to be disappointed. Terri wasn't working that night and the person at the front and the manager seemed reluctant to tell him when exactly she was working. The guy at the counter did mention that Terri worked at a coffee shop near the college campus though. Upon hearing that information, he left and decided to visit a few of the shops in his free time. He thought about calling each shop and asking if she was there, but he didn't want to give her a heads up. He wanted their meeting to seem spontaneous. Plus, he didn't want her to know just how much she was affecting him. When he found her, he wasn't sure what he was going to do to get her to go out with him, but he would cross that bridge when he came to it. Zack reached his destination and hoped that they sold more than just coffee. He could really go for a lemonade right then. He had walked around campus, admiring its beauty and hoping that he would catch a glimpse of Terri. He looked up at the sign. Extreme Kaffine...what an interesting name for a coffee shop. Zack hadn't been to this shop yet and he wondered why. He must have walked past it at least 10 times in his search, but never looked at the name and never thought to walk in. The only reason he knew of it was because he did an internet search for coffee shops. It was kind of out of the way and seemed like it had a quiet atmosphere. He pulled open the door and his breath caught in his throat. Holly let out a low whistle. "Speaking of fantasy, I wouldn't mind if he was in a few of mine," she remarked while gesturing towards the door. Terri looked up and the moment she laid eyes on him, her heart skipped a beat. It was him. Zack... Charmaine looked at Terri with a raised eyebrow. "You know blondie over there? And you never told me about him? I don't believe you were holding out on me." Terri tore her eyes away from Zack to look at Charmaine. "Huh? What are you talking about?" "You just said 'Zack'. I assume that's the hunk at the door's name, unless you're in the habit of assigning names to random guys you don't know." Terri cursed herself in her head. She hadn't realized that she spoke out loud. Shaking her head she whispered. "I delivered his pizza the other week. He...his name was on the receipt and he signed for the pizza, so I assume he's Zack." It was a lie, but only slightly. She had delivered his pizza the other week, but she didn't want Charmaine ragging on her about how she actually learned his name, harmless or not. "He's got a girlfriend anyway, so lay off, ok?" Charmaine just shrugged. "A girl can have her dreams, can't she?" Terri wanted to laugh at that, but she would have to explain herself. She really didn't want Charmaine to know that she had been having dreams and he was the star. There were just some things that were better left unsaid. Zack finally found the power to move forward and stop looking like a moron in the door. He noticed the other two women that were working with Terri. One was a cute blond, but he could tell by her roots that she wasn't a natural blond. Then there was another black woman, but she was shorter and a little bit more curvy that Terri. She was pretty, but Terri was beautiful. There was no one who could seem to live up to the standards that Terri had set. Zack wasn't sure if that was a good or bad thing. He walked to the counter and leaned on it, trying to play it cool. Terri took a deep breath. She quickly decided that she wouldn't acknowledge him unless he recognized her. Until then he was just another customer...another delicious looking male customer. She realized how hard it was to serve him with a straight face, since she had been coming to the sound of his voice and the imagined feel of his touch for over a week. "Hi there, Terri, fancy meeting you again and while you're working no less. I have to wonder if I'll ever see you in a non- work situation." "Umm...Hey, Zack. What can I get you?" Terri decided to ignore his statement. She reminded herself that he had a girlfriend and was off-limits. 'You can give me a piece of that sweet ass of yours.' Zack smiled slightly at the immediacy of his thoughts. "Do you sell lemonade? I could really go for some right now." Terri nodded. "What size?" 'So far, so good,' she thought to herself. Now if she just kept it up for a little while longer, then she could melt as soon as he walked out the door. "The biggest you've got." Zack smiled as she looked down to punch in the order. He took the opportunity to admire her breasts, which were threatening to bust out of the shirt she was wearing. He was trying his best not to lean over farther and burry his face in between her prominent globes. He looked up just in time to see Terri wrinkle her nose at him. He'd been caught, but she made the cutest little faces. Zack could only imagine what kind of faces she made during sex. Her face would probably be even more expressive then. "That'll be 3.75, sir." Terri pressed her lips tightly together. She hated when guys stared at her chest, but the sheepish grin that Zack gave her after he was caught red-handed made her insides turn to goo. Somehow, she didn't mind so much anymore. Zack pulled out his wallet and handed her a ten dollar bill. While she was busy making change, he put two twenties into the tip jar. For some reason, he found it extremely easy to part with his money when she was around. Just the thought of her face when she saw the tip made him want to put more in the jar, but he restrained himself. He didn't want her to feel like she had to go out with him just because she owed him for the tips. He wanted her to go out with him for him, not because of his money. The blond placed the lemonade on the counter and winked at him. As she leaned over, he noticed that the top two buttons were undone on her shirt and he was being treated to a peek down into her ample bosom. If only she were Terri. But, then again, if Terri did something like that, she would find herself on her back behind the counter about 5 seconds later. He knew she wasn't ready to go that far with him yet, but perhaps sometime in the future. His mouth spread into a slow, easy smile. The bottle blond was cute, he had to admit, and two weeks ago he would have thought about starting something up with her, but now his mind was only on the vision of beauty in front of him. Terri...He longed to feel her beneath him, to feel her chest rise and fall while he fed on her dark nipples, to hear her scream his name as she reached mind-blowing heights. Zack felt the blood rushing to his lower head and frowned slightly. He didn't want to walk away with a tent in his pants. So, he'd stall for time and try to keep his mind on other things. Terri handed Zack his change and expected him to leave right away, but instead he just stood there against the counter. "How have you been since the last time I saw you, Terri?" "Fine..." Terri looked at him skeptically. She wondered what kind of game he was playing. "That's good. I was hoping that you got a break from all these jobs you're working, but it doesn't seem like you have yet." Terri blew out a breath. "Who needs rest? I'll sleep when I'm dead." Zack chuckled. "It must be hard to keep up a relationship with all this working." Terri's eyebrow jumped up in surprise. Was he discretely trying to figure out if she was seeing anyone, or was it just her imagination? He had a girlfriend, why did he care if she was attached. Perhaps he was just being friendly. That's it. Terri scolded herself for jumping to conclusions and decided to be friendly. She could always use a friend and having one who was amazingly handsome didn't hurt either. "That's true. Good thing I don't have a relationship to keep up." Zack felt like dancing, she was single and his boner had gone down. Because there wasn't anyone to compete with, it would be easier to get to know her. "I suppose that would make things easier in you. But, don't cut all of the fun out of your life. Make sure to get out and live a little." Terri was slightly insulted. Who was he to tell her to have fun? He didn't even know her, she had tons of fun and she was living life to the fullest...At least that's what she told herself. Zack picked up on her defensiveness, as well as her realization that what he spoke was true. She was so easy to read. He couldn't get enough of her expressive face. "All I was trying to say was, don't run yourself into the ground, Terri. But, what do I know? I've only run into you twice. I hope to change that sometime in the near future, though. I look forward to our next meeting, Terri." Terri smiled softly. He would make a good friend. He was no Arthur, but it was good to have a guy friend who couldn't read your mind. Terri just hoped that classifying him as a friend would help her with her level of restraint. As it was, she wanted to fling herself across the counter at him and rip off his clothes. Bad, Terri. She shook her head to clear it of her impure thoughts. She held up her hand and waved to him. "Bye, Zack. I hope to see you again soon." Zack walked off, pausing at the door to look back and smile at Terri. Her lips were still begging to be kissed and with any luck, he would be the guy to do it. Now to get her to trust him, that was his next challenge. He walked out into the warm day and somehow it seemed just that much brighter. As the door closed behind Zack, Terri let out a soft sigh. She then turned around to meet Charmaine's amused expression. "What?" "Alright, miss 'I just delivered his pizza,' fess up. You had to deliver more than a pizza to have a man fawning over your like that. He looked like he wanted to climb over the counter and eat you alive. I won't even say what you looked like..." Terri stuck her tongue out at Charmaine. "Well, Holly was trying to give him a free show when she gave him his damn drink. Why aren't you giving her crap too?" Charmaine shrugged and turned to walk to the back of the shop. "Simply because he didn't even look twice at her showing her goods. It was the Terri Show and he wanted a front row seat to that one." As she walked away, Terri turned back towards the counter and tried to process everything that had just taken place. Zack remembered her and her name and had even stayed to talk to her. According to Charmaine, he looked at her like she was water in a drought and he wasn't interested in Holly's peep show. It was too much to process. Shaking her head, Terri decided that she would just take it all in stride and wait for the next time her fantasy man made a debut in her reality. Fantasy Man Ch. 02 Meeting Leon went to the door, his legs feeling wobbly, and his belly uncontrollably on fire, his brain a whirl of crazy thoughts. He kept telling himself to stop being so ridiculous, telling his cock to calm down, no way a beautiful young woman like this was going to let him touch her. But there was always what she had done, why on earth had she done that. He reminded himself to just accept things, especially the good ones, to stop being so analytical. He opened the door. "Hello," a truly beautiful voice said, "I'm Allison." Up close she was stunning. Lightish blonde hair, green eyes, oval face with a slightly wide forehead, so, so beautiful, just the slightest scent of newly applied deodorant. "Hi, I'm Leon," he replied, trying to control his voice. He stood there awkwardly for a moment, not sure if he should ask her in, or just give her the cigarette. But he didn't have them there, he would have to ask her in, he was glad of that. "Please, come in." And he stood aside, watched her as she walked past, hoped she didn't notice his eyes glance to her top, the material tight over pointy nipples, the jeans also tight across a beautiful little arse. No bra, his mind registered. "Thank you," she said, and brushed past him, liking that he had looked at her breasts, at her bum. He seemed to her to be about forty, slim, nice eyes, brown hair. She looked quickly around the open plan apartment as he led her into the living room, it was large, and the furniture hinted at someone well off , with quiet good taste. "I hope you don't mind this," she said, "it's just I ran out last night, and I was too tired to go and get some more." "Of course I don't mind," he said, how the fuck could I mind he thought, after what you have already done for me. He was grateful that at least his cock had had the good manners to relax, the robe he had on could only conceal so much. He gestured to a couch, and once she'd sat down he offered her a cigarette, lit it, lit one for himself, went and sat in an armchair opposite her. He hoped she had not noticed the trembling of his fingers. "This is a really nice apartment," Allison said, looking around and admiring the furnishings. "I'm gonna go get my furniture today." She liked that he was glimpsing down now and then to the crotch of her jeans, that was why she was sitting that way, with one leg up on the couch, she hoped he didn't mind his having her bare foot on it. "It's not going to be delivered?" he asked, she was sitting very seductively he thought, with her legs apart like that, surely not, he wondered, is she offering something, no, couldn't be. There is something just so sexy, though, he thought, about a beautiful woman in jeans like that, the crotch of them, the promise the denim held, hidden. "Oh no," Allison laughed, "I gotta go buy it, I'm really looking forward to it...can finally buy stuff of my own...that I like..."and the way she stressed the last few words hinted that in some way the business of having things she liked was a bit of an issue with her. "Oh ok," was all Leon could think to say. Into his mind crept the matter of money, this was an expensive apartment block, and now she was going out to buy furniture-a whole apartment's worth. Where was the money coming from? Was she a prostitute? Was that what this was all about? Was he merely a potential client, who earlier had been given a preview of possible things to come? Suddenly he wasn't sure about this anymore. Allison was a sensitive girl, and she noticed the frown flash across Leon's face. Shit, she thought, he might think I'm a whore or something. She decided it would be best to clear all that up straight away. "My parents just got divorced. Part of the deal was that I was to be...um...provided for," the way she said it showed her disapproval of the way her parents had treated her, just one more piece of property in the allocation of assets. "They set me up with a bank account, so much for somewhere to live...so much for uni fees...so much a week to live on...you know...I'm lucky I guess...in that regard anyway." Her tone of voice made it clear that she was telling the truth, there was a sadness in it. They talked for a while, she had another one of his cigarettes, he suggested good shops to go to for her furniture, Allison decided she liked him. He decided she was beautiful and nice and it would be totally ridiculous and humiliating to ask her out for lunch or even just coffee. If she hadn't done what she had done before, he felt he could, but her strip had put an intimacy between them that would make it seem presumptuous of him to want more. Allison put out the cigarette and stood up. She had made a decision, she had made it quickly now, before she could tell herself it was silly and no doubt slutty. "Anywayyyy," and she dragged the word out as she stood up. Leon felt his stomach fall, he struggled with the words to ask her could he help her with the furniture shopping in any way, he didn't want her to leave. Allison stood next to the lounge, and looked him in the eyes. "Can you promise me something?" she asked, her hands on the hem of her pullover. "Of course," he said, assuming she would ask him never to say anything about what she had done earlier. "Just never, ever ask why ok?" and before he had a chance to ask her what she meant, she lifted her pullover up over her head, held it there above her head, and smiled at him. Leon felt his cock jump, just a few feet from him she was half naked, her beautiful smallish breasts pointing out, slightly up, the lovely little pinky brown nipples erect, flat belly pulled taut by having her arms above her head, the slightest hint of overnight stubble in her armpits. She smiled at him, and lowered her arms. "You like?" she giggled. He struggled to find an answer that wasn't inane or crude. "You are very beautiful Allison," he said, his voice husky. "Thank you," she said softly, and dropped the pullover on to the coffee table, she could feel the little tingles racing through her lower belly, the way it always was when she was excited and frightened. She could also feel a wetness between her thighs, building. Turning to face Leon, she unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans, one hand holding them up though. She was looking right into his eyes, and smiling softly. Shit, was what raced through Leon's mind. He gulped. She had stripped for him earlier, but from a distance. Now she was right in front of him, her belly button, the slight roundedness of her lower belly, the jeans were slightly open and he could see she had no undies on, his cock jumped again. Now she started to step out of the jeans, bending and pushing them down to her knees, her breasts falling they were so beautiful and he knew he had to put his mouth around them he could see her mound clearly now, dark brown hairs obviously growing back from being shaved, her slit was so close to him, he could see its beginnings amongst the hairs, creasing away to between her thighs, now she lifted her left leg out of the jeans, he moaned audibly hoping she didn't mind, she had to know what effect this was having on him, she smiled, he couldn't take his eyes from her mound and that pretty crease, the lips closed, hiding their beautiful secrets. Allison watched his eyes, heard the little moan that escaped from him, noticed the way the material of the robe over his cock moved every now and again, I have never felt so horny she thought, even that first time she had knelt on a bed, another girl's cunt opening in front of her, not even that had been this sexy she thought. She stepped completely out of the jeans and just stood there for a few seconds, totally naked, come on fantasy man this is fun isn't it. Between her thighs the tension was building, she could feel her body preparing for him. She smiled at him again, then sat back on the couch. She sat upright, one foot on the floor, the other leg raised so that her knee rested on the couch, she wondered if her slit opened, wanted to look down and see. He looked at her, the way she was sitting, looking for a little suggestion of her clit, her legs open like that, and she was smiling at him. Her breasts straight out at him, the mystery of the look on her face, shit, he thought again, she wants to fuck me, the little smile, the look in her eyes. This is cool she thought, a total reversal of how it normally went with a guy. She patted the couch next to her knee. "Why'nt you come sit here Leon," such a soft, kind, beautiful voice. Fantasy Man Ch. 03 Sorry it has taken me so long to update, midterms hit hard and killed my creative spark. As, usual, feedback and comments are always appreciated. ------------------------- Terri flopped down on her couch and let out a deep sigh. She had been working herself half to death and trying to manage midterms at the same time. She felt as if every inch of her body had turned to mush. She couldn't make herself get up off the couch to make food; in fact, she could hardly even manage to blink. Terri's only solace came from the knowledge that tomorrow was her off day and she could take it easy for a change. She heard her cell phone ring and answered it with a disheartened "Hello?" Zack frowned at the phone. Terri sounded half dead. She was his vibrant flower and it sounded as if she had wilted. "Hi. Terri? It's me, Zack." Terri smiled. Zack actually called her. It was a miracle. Terri had given Zack her number after his third week of dropping into the coffee shop to chat. It was obvious that he came to talk to her, although he made sure to include the others in the conversation. It turned out that Zack was a real sweetheart when it came down to it, despite the fact he was spoiled rotten by his parents. Terri enjoyed his visits, not only because he was a good friend, but also because he left sizable tips in the jar when he thought no one was looking. Terri couldn't say no to a big tip. She needed the money to help pay for everything and if Zack wanted to act the part of the sugar daddy, that was on him. Terri hadn't even considered giving Zack her number until she overheard him talking to Holly about his recent breakup with Amanda. Terri couldn't help the feeling of joy that washed over her when she heard him say that he was available, although she felt bad for Zack because break ups are always difficult. She could feel his pain. Charmaine, Holly and Terri took it upon themselves to make Zack feel better and get over his breakup whenever he came into the shop. Between the three of them, they kept him laughing and continually smiling. Terri's knees threatened to give out every time he directed his smile at her, but it was worth it. A week after he announced his breakup, Terri gave him her number as a friendly gesture. There was no reason they couldn't be friends outside of the coffee shop. He was amazingly hot, but that was beside the point. He needed a friend and she was going to be there for him. "Well, I wasn't expecting your call tonight. It's late. What's up?" 'I can't stop thinking about you and I need to hear your voice.' Zack cleared his throat. "I was feeling a little lonely and I remember you telling me that I could call you whenever I need a friend to talk to. Plus you said you had to deliver pizzas until after one, so I figured this would be a good time to call." Zack sat on his bed and thought back to that day earlier in the week. Zack had been thrilled when Terri discretely pressed her number into his palm. He felt like dancing for the second time since he first walked into the coffee shop. This was the break that he was looking for. Holly had given him her number the third time he visited, but he had tossed it into the trash can outside the shop as soon as he left. It had taken Terri so much longer to come around and trust him enough to divulge her number. It had helped that he said that he broke up with Amanda, which wasn't true at the moment. He was going to break up with her, that was for sure, but he wanted to make certain that Terri was a sure thing before he let Amanda go. Once Amanda was supposedly out of the picture, Terri and the girls became much more open. They went out of their way to make him laugh and they even let him have his lemonade for free sometimes, considering he always left large tips in their jar that more than paid for his drinks. Despite the extra attention from everyone, he paid the most attention to Terri. He couldn't stop thinking about her, finding himself laughing about things she said long after he had left the shop. He had it bad, but he didn't mind. It would only serve as motivation to get what he wanted. He waited a few days after receiving the number to actually call her. He didn't want to seem too eager. Terri pulled herself slowly into a sitting position. "I suppose I did. So, what do you want to talk about, buddy?" "I don't know, Buttercup. What do you want to talk about?" Terri wrinkled her nose at the phone. Buttercup? When did he decide to start calling her that? If he was anyone else, she might have said something about it. But because it was Zack, she ignored it, kind of liking the fact that he came up with a nickname for her. "Umm...I'm utterly exhausted and I can barely think. I need a job where I don't have to work two others to make ends meet. Or maybe I can find a roommate to help me pay rent. Although, I have grown used to living by myself and another person just complicates things." Zack wished that he could be the one to live in her apartment. Then he could continue his slow seduction in close quarters where she didn't have a chance to get away from him. Just as he was about to reply, he heard a loud banging in the background. Terri shrieked into the phone, startled by the noise. "What the hell is going on, Terri?" Zack was concerned. Terri was obviously as surprised by the noise as he was. "Someone's banging on my door. Hold on...I'm going to see who it is." "Don't go to the door, woman! Who knows who's out there!?!" Terri turned to look at the phone as if it was an alien. "Woman?" Zack's reaction echoed Terri's as he stared in disbelief at the phone. Out of all the things that he had just said, the only thing that she had picked out was his calling her woman. He took a claming breath and brought the phone back to his ear. "Buttercup, listen. I'm just worried about you. No one meaning well bangs on someone's door at this time of night." Zack pleaded with her silently to listen to common sense. He itched to get in his car and drive to her apartment to make sure everything was ok. Of course, he would have to know where she lived first, but he could figure that out easily. He just wanted her to be safe. Terri nodded, forgetting for a moment that she was on the phone and Zack couldn't see her, and peaked out of the peephole in the door. It was Tyrell. She fought the urge to fling open the door and give Ty a piece of her mind. Who did he think he was coming by at 2 o'clock in the morning? He had propped himself up against the wall with his outstretched left arm and was using his right arm to pound on her door. His head was hanging down, but when he did lift it up, she could see that his eyes had a glassy look to them. The fucker was drunk or high and for the life of her, Terri couldn't understand why he dragged his sorry carcass to her front door. Like she was really going to open it...Please. She saw him raise his fist to bang on the door again. 'He has lost his natural born mind,' Terri thought to herself while shaking her head. It was time to relocate that mace. "Terri? Terri? Are you alright? I'm coming over if you don't say something to me in the next 30 seconds." Zack was working himself into a tizzy. He paced back and forth in his room like a caged tiger, running his hand through his hair in exasperation. What was going on? Terri moved away from the door and walked into her bedroom. She wished she had bothered to get the apartment entrance key from Tyrell when she kneed him in the balls. Then she wouldn't have to worry about him being outside her apartment door all the time. She needed a roommate, temporary or permanent, because it was no longer safe to be alone. She heard Zack's shouts and remembered that she was on the phone with him. "Zack?" "Thank goodness, Terri. Who's banging on your door like that?" "Ty...my ex. He has lost his damn mind. If I had my mace, I would go out there and give him a piece of my mind and a foot up his ass. I think he's drunk. I'm about to call the cops, so let me call you right back." Terri pushed the end button on her cell and quickly dialed 911. She explained her problem and was assured that the police were on their way. She hung up with the 911 operator and quickly punched in Arthur's number. She waited while the phone rang, rummaging through her drawers for the mace. Arthur picked up on the fourth ring. "Terri? What's wrong?" Terri sighed. It was just so weird when he did things like that. She often called him after work, so her call wasn't unusual. How did he know something was wrong? He couldn't even see her, but she guessed he could hear the banging in the background. "Ty is here raising holy hell in my hallway. I called the police, but I wanted to know if you wouldn't mind staying the night? I don't really want to be alone with that psycho on the loose." She caught Arthur's slight hesitation and knew that he was otherwise occupied for the night. She didn't want to tear him away from his new girlfriend, knowing that it would only lead to jealousy and trouble for Arthur. Even though Arthur agreed to come over right away, Terri dismissed his offer. "It's ok. I can have someone else come over. No problem. You stay there with Christy." "It's Cathy. Look, Mona, you know I'd be there for you in a heartbeat, right? Now, tell me the truth. Should I come over now? I can bring my can of whoop ass..." Terri laughed. Her laughter faded into a smile at hearing Arthur call her by the nickname that he had come up with one day while they were working on an art project together. He said that she could be the black version of the Mona Lisa, mysterious and beautiful, making men wonder what secrets lay hidden behind that slight smile. She had laughed but enjoyed it when Arthur would call her Mona. It was his way of showing that he cared. She still hadn't come up with something that really fit him, so she often just called him Red. Thinking of cute nicknames made her think of the one man that had been plaguing her thoughts for weeks. Zack...He too had come up with a nickname for her. Terri wondered if Zack would be opposed to coming over and keeping her company for the night. Probably not, but was it a smart idea to have the man that you spent most days and nights fantasizing about in the next room, within reach? Terri shrugged. She would soon find out. "It's no problem, Arthur. I know someone who can come over tonight and if he can't, then I'll call you back. Ok?" "He?" Terri frowned. She knew exactly what expression was written across Arthur's face at that moment. His left eyebrow was raised and the corner of his mouth had probably lifted into his signature lopsided smile, bordering on a smirk. "It's not like that. He's just a friend." "Oh really?" "Yes really. He's a friend just like you're a friend. Don't make this into something big when it's not." Terri just shook her head, not knowing why she was even trying to convince him. Arthur tried to hold back his chuckle, but he found it escaping and growing into a full bellied laugh. Terri was such a bad liar. He could even tell over the phone. He heard Terri's indignant huff and tried to calm down. "Mona, it's really none of my business as to whether he's just a friend or not. You don't have to defend your choices to me; you're a big girl now." "Thank you." Arthur tried, he really did, but he couldn't hold back, erupting into laughter once again. Terri was about to hang up on him when he apologized and calmed down. He let her know that she could do or not do anything she wanted. He was well aware of the fact that as soon as he saw Terri again, he would know everything that happened. Not necessarily because she told him, but from what would be written all over her face. It was hard not to know what she was thinking, her expressions told it all. And what he didn't glean from her face, he would get straight from the horse's mouth. Terri couldn't lie to him and he found it very difficult to deceive her. If only they were compatible as more than friends. They would make an awesome couple in a relationship that was actually based on honesty. Arthur shook his head. C'est la vie and all that crap. Then it hit him. It was Mr. Coffee Shop that she was about to invite over. Who else could it be? He stifled his chuckles and managed to talk to her until she was ready to get off the phone. Terri said her goodbyes and Arthur hung up with a hearty laugh. "Tell Mr. Coffee Shop I said hi!" Terri threw her cell phone at her bed. 'Damn it all. How did he know? Can't I have a secret just once, Arthur?' Then Terri remembered who she was talking to and decided that she would be more surprised if he hadn't figured it out. Arthur knew everything somehow. She sighed and listened to the banging on the door. Where were the cops? Shouldn't they have been there by now? She picked up her phone and scrolled to the incoming calls. She pushed the send button and waited for Zack to pick up. "Hello? Terri? Are you safe?" 'Safe from Ty, yes. Safe from you? Well, that's a whole different issue.' Terri smiled at his concern. "I'm fine, Zack. He's still banging, but the police should be on their way." "Do you need anything?" Terri hesitated slightly. Did she really need someone to come over? It wasn't like she needed a babysitter; she could take care of herself. She felt slightly vulnerable and while she didn't really like depending on men, she wouldn't mind having one around just in case Ty decided that he wanted to come back again. "Yeah," she tried to sound casual despite the fact that her heart was racing. "Do you think you could come over tonight? I don't feel comfortable being alone." Zack was up in a flash, throwing clothing onto his bed so he could pack an overnight bag. How many nights would he be staying? "Sure. I was lonely anyway. We can keep each other company and I can help keep the riffraff out. How long do you need me there?" Terri bit her lip. How long? She hadn't thought of that. The cops could take Ty tonight, but there was a good chance that he would come back soon. She needed more mace and a pocket knife. It would be the first thing she did the next day. "I don't know. Let's say two days for now. I don't know what will happen, but I will be extremely grateful. I'll even make you breakfast tomorrow." "Well, I can't say no to breakfast. Two days it is. Where do you live?" While Terri gave Zack directions, she heard a knock on her front door. It was softer than the incessant pounding, so Terri assumed it was the police. She looked out the peephole and sure enough, there was a uniformed officer waiting outside. She told Zack to hold on, but he said that he was on his way. She hung up and opened the door. "Officer?" "Hello, I'm Officer Douglas. We've apprehended Mr. Butler. We're taking him to the station to cool down, but we'll have to let him go later this morning. He's drunk, but I'm sure once he's sobered up, he won't be causing you much trouble anymore." Terri rubbed her temples. Morning? She was hoping they would lock the bastard up for at least a month. "That's fine. I have a friend coming to stay with me tonight. I'll file some kind of restraining order soon." The officer nodded and turned to walk away. Terri called out to him and he turned. If he wasn't so taken with Zack, she would definitely have fantasized about Officer Douglas. She was a sucker for a man in uniform. He had grey eyes that burned into hers when their eyes met. Terri forgot what she wanted to say, babbling mostly to herself until she regained her head. "Can you take the main apartment door keys from Tyrell...Mr. Butler? He's no longer a resident here and if he can't get in, he can't cause problems. I'd feel a lot safer and I'm sure my neighbors would too." Officer Douglas offered to see what he could do and with a smile, he turned and walked away. Terri went back into her apartment and closed the door behind her. Why had the stupid whore and Ty broken up? If they were still together, she wouldn't have these problems. Ty must have realized what he gave up or perhaps Goldilocks found some other man to fill her full of cum. Terri was still feeling bitter about the whole situation, but at least she had the dignity to move on and realize that she deserved better. You can't step out on a girl and expect her to take you back just because you show up with some flowers and you sure as hell can't expect her to take you back if you show up at 2 in the morning pounding on the door like you've lost your damn mind. She sat on her couch in front of the TV that was positioned against the wall. Something was on, but she hardly paid it any attention. She was too caught up in trying to figure out what was going on in her life. Ty was harassing her, she worked herself to the bone, Zack was coming over and she wanted to jump on him as soon as he walked in...there was just so much happening. Terri felt out of control. Sighing, she rose to walk into the kitchen, when the doorbell rang. She walked to the intercom box and buzzed in her visitor. A soft knock announced that Zack had arrived. Terri invited him in and smiled. She had said two days and here he was loaded down with luggage as if he was going on a 2 week trip. She shook her head as she closed the door. "Over pack much?' Zack turned, taking in her curvy form with a sheepish grin. "Well, Gilligan only set out for a three hour tour and look what happened. I just want to be prepared." Terri's smirk was all that he received in reply as he walked with her towards what was to be his bedroom. After he was mostly settled in and had gotten the grand tour, they returned to the living room to sit on the couch and watch a little TV before going to bed. Zack couldn't stop himself from staring at her. She was wearing a t-shirt that actually fit for once and he could see how massive her breasts really were...at least a D cup, maybe larger. His mouth watered at the thought of her tits in his mouth. He wanted to put his mouth on every inch of flesh that she had to offer. She was wearing shorts as well and he could see how well she was put together. She had smooth legs that were just begging to be caressed and her waist was as small as he had imagined. He could feel his pants getting tighter. Terri looked over at him, her eyes heavy-lidded and he nearly lost it. It took everything in him and more not to reach over and kiss her senseless. Terri let out a yawn and shook her head. "I think you should get in bed, Buttercup. You're barely awake. I'll be fine out here by myself for a while." "Are you sure? I can hang for another..." A yawn interrupted her reply and she rose from the couch. "I guess you're right...goodnight, Zack." "'Night, Buttercup." He watched Terri slink towards her bedroom, her hips gently swaying and her ass tempting him. He felt himself harden even more, wanting to bury himself in her lovely behind. She stretched in the hallway, showing off part of her belly, and Zack closed his eyes. Seeing anything else would cause his self-control to snap. He had to take it slow and gain her trust. She went into her room without closing the door and when Zack went to bed he stopped to look in. Terri was spread out across her bed. She had a smile on her incredibly kissable lips and she looked adorable with the blankets tangled around her legs. Zack sucked in a quick breath when he noticed that she slept without a bra and one of her tits was making its way out of the bottom of her t-shirt, which had ridden up. He wanted to touch her more than he wanted to take his next breath. He wanted to take her dark chocolate nipple into his mouth and make it melt. He let out a slow breath and reached in, closing her room door. She would probably appreciate it in the morning and it would stop him from running in and taking her in the middle of the night. Zack tried to sleep, but whenever he closed his eyes, he saw that image of her breast teasing him. He spent most of his night in a state of arousal, but eventually his body gave in to his tiredness and he fell asleep. His dreams were filled with luscious breasts and loud moans coming from the woman that he just couldn't get enough of. Fantasy Man Ch. 03 You are so beautiful sitting over there, totally naked, your legs are apart a little I can see the upper part of your slit, the soft hairs of your mound, you have beautiful breasts, pale brown nipples pointing at me, I would like to bite them, not too hard, just tug on them with my teeth. And now you want me over there, next to you, is the impossible really going to happen, but you asked me never to ask why. I know my excitement will be obvious when I stand up, I have nothing on under this robe and my erection feels huge. Nevertheless I stand up, and walk across to the couch, very conscious of the bulge bouncing in front of me as I walk. I sit down, at the end of the couch and I can smell your deodorant more clearly. As you walk across the little space between us I can see the way your erection is poking at your robe. You still have that look of disbelief on your face, I guess this is a little unusual, but that is our rule-no asking why. When you sit down your robe opens a bit, I can see your cock now, the base of it, I move a little, opening my legs more, wanting you to see all of me. I sit back against the arm of the couch, let my legs fall open more, your eyes I follow them to between my thighs, please look, that is what I want, I look down, is my slit glistening at all, I feel so wet. I see you look between your legs, where I am looking, I am nervous, but sure you don't mind, why else would you have sat that way, I can see your slit, the little hairs snuggled around it, your clit is aroused I can see that, I try to look further, your entrance is closed, there is a light shine to the skin around the lips of your cunt. But why are sitting up the end there like that, is it just to show me? I am being greedy, you are beautiful and you are showing me your body, what right have I to expect to be given more, I wonder if you would hate it if I wanked. "Open your robe," you say, "let me see." And you giggle. I see the look of surprise in your eyes when I ask you to open your robe, but then you open it and I look at your cock, not huge, by my experience, about average long, but wider than those I've seen, in a wide sort of way. I will come as soon as it is in me, I know that, I am so horny now, I want to masturbate, no, I want to fuck, to be fucked. I move along the couch on my hands and knees, and I stop, my head just over your cock. With my nipples I can feel the skin of your thighs. I sway my breasts slightly, and I see your cock jump, please don't come until you are in me. I know you still don't believe that is about to happen. Your nipples brush against my thighs as you crawl up to me, and I feel my cock jump, I feel that little hot flash inside it that tells me that if this keeps up I will spurt out, regardless of how much I am trying to behave here, but you are so beautiful and so close, those pretty little nipples, like little pointers, are still brushing my skin, if I lifted my foot I could rub my toe on your clit, I wonder if that is what you want. You are kneeling up now. I kneel up, and my hands go to your robe and open it completely, pushing it right open and out of the way. The way I am kneeling, I can sense your foot not far from my cunt, would you like to toe fuck me, maybe another day. I crawl up more, my knees are right up between your thighs now, I put my hands beside your arms, and I lean forward, my nipples can feel the skin of your chest, you are slim, with just a tiny beer belly, and your skin is tanned, and you don't have much chest hair. I lean my face close to yours, and kiss you, just a little closed-lips kiss on your lips. I can feel your cock against my thigh. Oh my. You kiss me, your lips are warm and sweet, your nipples are brushing my chest, and I look at your breasts as they hang so close to my body. My cock can feel your thigh, and it is only inches from your entrance, I do not know what to do with my hands. You smile cheekily at me. I can see you are, not uncomfortable, more, unsure, you are unsure, and you are keeping your arms up behind you, being polite. By now all the guys my age I have been naked with would have been squeezing my tits off, and trying to force me onto my back, but you are not like that, which is another reason I like you so much already. I lower myself, I can feel your thighs against my arse, I have straddled you, my thighs outside yours, and I lower my pussy onto your cock, I can feel it against my slit, and I wiggle a little bit until I can feel it comfortably under my slit, I lean and kiss you again, this time my tongue presses against your lips, my breasts squish a bit against your chest. Your slit slides and rests on my cock, I push up a bit, I can feel the heat and warmth of your slit on my cock, it is wonderful, your breasts are pressing on my chest, my skin wants to open and take your nipples inside me, your tongue presses on my lips, I open them and our tongues meet, your breath is sweet and hot and has that scent of your arousal, you wiggle on my cock, and I feel the lips of your cunt over my cock, are you going to let me inside, I think you are. "Aren't you going to touch me," I whisper, then put my tongue back in your mouth, you taste like man, nice man, and I flick my tongue around your mouth, our tongues meet and touch and dance and I can't help it, I start to slide my slit on your cock, as I feel your hands on my back, they stroke down over my back and you cup the cheeks of my arse and I can feel myself getting wetter and wetter as my cunt lips feel the hard hotness of your cock as I slide on it. I moan, your pussy rubbing on my cock like this, I don't know how much longer I can control it, I press back against your cunt, my hands cup the cheeks of your beautiful little bum, I squeeze them, not too hard, and I let my fingers play in your arse crack and your breath is hot and sweet. I feel your fingers in the crack of my arse, I wonder if you will go further I've never done anything like that, but who knows, you are my fantasy man. I have to have it now, I lift myself and my hand goes down and I reach for your cock. It is hard and hot and I feel it pulsing. Oh shit your hand is on my cock, the skin of your hands is as warm and soft and firm as the rest of you. My hips arch a little, pressing my cock into your hand, now, oh fuck, you have lifted yourself, kneeling above me, I reach out to your breasts, put my hands over them, your nipples like hot little pebbles against the palm of my hand, your breasts, beautiful little handfuls, hot, the skin slightly flushed, shit, you are lowering yourself onto me. Your hands on my breasts are like fire, I feel heat race through my body from my nipples down into my cunt, you are not mashing at them like the others, just gently squeezing and holding them, I lift myself and guide your cock to my entrance, I hold it there, and lower myself onto it, it is hot and hard in me, and I can feel my entrance stretching a bit, you are filling me, I sit still on your cock for a moment and smile at you, you were not expecting this, but now you have to believe it will happen because now it is. My breath races as your cunt closes around my cock, it is so warm and wet and tight, and I am inside you and you are riding my cock, your arse slaps on my thighs on each down movement, it is a beautiful sound, my hands grip the cheeks of your bum, but you are in control as you raise and lower yourself on my cock, you are going faster and faster, you are panting, we both are, as my hips push up to meet you as you lower yourself, my cock sliding up and down in your cunt, I can feel you tightening it, my breath shortens, you cry out now, not screaming but moaning. "Oh yess, yesss," is all I can manage as I bounce on your beautiful dick, I lower and you push up and I can feel it banging the end of my cunt as I tighten and relax, tighten, relax, tighten, tighten, oh fuck I feel the trembling rumblimg in me and I put my hands on your shoulders and my body trembles and spasms and oh fuck I just came and it feels so good please come in me. You tighten so hard around my cock, your fingers dig into my shoulders, it hurts, I don't care, your whole body trembles again and again and your cunt is so tight around me, you have come and I push up, my cock screams the heat rushes through it and I tremble and shake as I feel my fluid explode from me up into you, I hold your arse tight as my hips push up and another spasm spurts into you and my breathing gasps and "oh fuck" we both say almost at the same time, and you fall forward on me, your face next to mine, your breath hot and heavy with the scent of sex, and I feel your arse and cunt make a little twitching, and then you are still on me, as we both struggle to get our breath. You come and I feel your hot wetness erupt into my cunt, the heat waves wash through my belly, and again I feel it, and I collapse on top of your, my cunt a sticky piece of me wrapped around a sticky piece of you, I hold my cunt tight, keeping you in me, I kiss you, and rest my head on your shoulder, and that was great, and I knew it would be with you, and I whisper, "Don't say anything...say thank you and we will never fuck again," because I hate it when guys say that, and I rest on you, getting my breath back. I so want to thank you, but you tell me that, and my cock wiggles inside you at the thought that we will do this again. Fantasy Man Ch. 04 Sorry for the long break between submissions. Now that the summer is upon us, I should be able to write with more frequency. Thank you for reading my story. As always, comments and feedback are welcome...not to mention votes. Let me know what you think. ---------------------------- Zack opened his eyes to see Terri standing next to his head, smiling down at him in a manner that screamed sweet and seductive. It was barely morning, what was she doing in his room? And if she was in there for what he hoped she was in there for, he wished that she would get to it. "What's up, Buttercup?" She giggled. He loved the way her eyes lit up when she laughed or giggled. He also loved the way she looked at him when he called her Buttercup. It was a look of confusion, but there was a sort of warmth beneath it that let him know that she liked it when he used his special nickname for her. Amanda didn't even get a nickname and they were actually dating...but not for much longer, that was for sure. Zack was sure Terri wondered why he called her Buttercup. The answer was pretty simple. She reminded him of the feeling that he got when he sat in the field of buttercups behind his grandmother's house. The bright yellow flowers had always comforted and soothed him whenever he was upset. Terri had the same effect. She made him feel warm, comforted, and safe. Zack was so glad that he had found her in that little coffee shop. Now if only he could convince her that they were made for each other.... "Not the thing that I want to be up, that's for sure...but don't worry. I'll rectify that real soon." Zack's eyebrows shot up as Terri brought her lips slowly towards his forehead. Zack could feel his heart begin to race. Her lips, pressing softly upon his brow, were enough to make his blood boil. He wanted her so badly. "Terri...," he uttered her name on a sigh. She was so beautiful. Slowly, Terri made her way down his face, planting soft kisses as she went. By the time that she made her way to his nose, Zack was hard enough to break ice. He wrapped his arm around her waist and brought her closer to him. Terri raised an eyebrow before moving her body to straddle him in the bed. Both of Zack's hands flew to Terri's curvy hips. She was so soft, more so than he could have imagined. He loved the way she felt in his hands and on his body. Zack never had such a feeling of contentment. Terri was obviously made for him, it felt so right. It was in this moment of clarity that Zack realized that Terri was completely naked and he could feel her moist snatch on his stomach. Her tits were swinging freely in his face, just begging to be licked, sucked and nibbled. Zack reached up with one hand and buried his fingers in her hair. He used the grip in her hair to bring her face to his. Their lips met and Zack and Terri shared their first kiss. Zack was on fire. It felt as if her lips were pure heat and she was branding him as her own. And there was no doubt in his mind that he was hers. He pressed forward, applying more pressure and deepening the kiss. He was trying his hardest not to flip her over and drive his aching cock between her thighs. Somehow, he doubted that she would appreciate it, despite the fact that she was the one seducing him. He brought up his other hand to press a thumb on her chin. He wanted to taste her. Her lips parted and allowed his tongue access to her sweet mouth. Zack's tongue dueled with Terri's for dominance in their little game. After long minutes of caressing her lips with his own, Zack decided that he had had enough. He pulled Terri's body close and rolled over in the bed, leaving Terri underneath him. She looked up at him with both lust and surprise in her eyes. He captured her lips in another soul searing kiss that had Terri moaning in the back of her throat. He doubted that he would ever be able to get enough of hearing that sound, or any other sound that Terri made while they were together like this. Zack couldn't wait to hear more of her cute little pleasure induced noises. It was enough to drive him mad. She was so sexy; she inspired him to new heights of passion. He didn't know what he had been missing, but now that he had her, there was no way that Zack was going to let Terri go. This was a feeling that he wanted to keep with him for as long as he could, forever even. Zack moved and came to rest on the bed on Terri's right side. He didn't want to crush her and his position also allowed more of Terri's body to be subject to his attentions. His right hand, which had previously been idly stroking up and down Terri's side, decided that it was high time that it widened its explorations. Zack's hand moved up Terri's body until it made contact with her breast. It was so soft and supple, he needed more than just one handful. Growling low in his throat, he repositioned himself, kneeling in between her legs, and let both his hands run free. His hands moved sensuously over her soft globes, teasing the nipples until they hardened. Once his hands had their fill, Zack's mouth decided to take its turn to feast on Terri's scrumptious tits. He lowered his mouth to the breast that had teased him earlier in the night. It was going to get what was coming to it for taunting him and keeping him from sleeping. He traced the outside of her breast lightly with his tongue, making Terri shiver. He began to make his way towards her nipple by gradually decreasing the size of the circles his tongue made around the perimeter of her breast. Terri's periodic moans kept him going, pleased that he was bringing her pleasure. Her hands had balled into fists, gripping the sheets tightly and when he looked into her eyes, he could see the passion burning right beneath the surface. If she let herself go, he would be in for one heck of a ride. Smiling to himself, he continued his journey towards Terri's chocolate nipple. Terri began to try to move so that his tongue would be on her nipple. She wanted it so bad, he could tell, but she was going to get it at his pace. Every time she moved, Zack nipped the side of her breast and stopped until she calmed down again. Terri looked like she wanted to kill him, but she didn't say anything as he continued his slow progression towards his target. When he finally made it, he engulfed her nipple with his mouth and bit down lightly. Terri's body jerked and she closed her eyes, calling out breathlessly, "Ohhhh...Zack." Zack continued his assault for what seemed like hours, kissing, teasing, touching and devouring every inch of her breasts. There was a lot of ground to cover, but he was more than happy to do it. He had switched breasts earlier, not wanting to neglect her other round globe. Terri's hands had long ago made their way into his hair. She tended to pull his hair every time he did something that she really liked. She had cried out his name, telling him that she was coming, at least twice since he had begun, which impressed him because he didn't know too many women that could cum just from having a man suck on her tits. Zack had even taken the time to leave a hickey on the side of Terri's left breast. He grinned smugly as he looked at it. He had left his mark on her and she would think of him whenever she took off her shirt...at least for a while. Zack hoped that by the time it faded away, Terri would think of him every time she opened her eyes in the morning and every time she went to bed at night, because he'd be right there by her side. He wanted to be with Terri more than anything. She had quickly become his world and now he had her right where he wanted her, in his arms writhing from immense pleasure and begging for more. And Zack was more than happy to oblige. Terri was absolutely stunning in her post-orgasmic haze and it only made him want more of her. Zack decided it was time to make her scream. He slowly and sensually kissed his way down her body. Terri was intent on looking at him during his journey downward, with passionate fire in her eyes, but Zack decided that it wasn't what he wanted. He looked around, trying to find what he needed. Terri whimpered softly at the broken contact, but Zack just smiled at her and planted a quick kiss on her nose. Terri's nose wrinkled up, and he chuckled. Terri really was too cute sometimes. Zack hopped off of the bed, seeing what he was looking for hanging up on a hanger in the closet. Terri had a selection of multi-colored scarves tied around the bottom of a hanger. He had seen her wear a few as a sort of headband. It was just what he needed to get her going. Zack chose the darkest one and returned to the bed. Terri gave him her 'you have lost your damn mind' look, which made him smile. Even in bed she was sassy, but he wouldn't give her the chance to tell him off, it would ruin the mood. He captured her lips with his until he felt her once again being consumed with passion. It took a few minutes, but after a bit of coaxing, Terri decided that she trusted him enough to know that he wouldn't hurt her. He placed the scarf over her eyes and tied it in the back of her head. When he was satisfied, he sat back and watched as she tried to figure out what his next move would be. He resumed his place in between her legs and leaned forward. He placed his hands on either side of her body and moved down so his mouth was inches away from her belly. He blew on her gently, causing her to jump slightly, sucking in a quick breath. He moved his head, careful not to let his hair give away where he was going. He planted a kiss just above her belly button and Terri gasped. He licked her on her side, right above her hip, and nibbled the skin on the inside of her thigh. He continued this for long minutes, driving Terri crazy. There was no rhyme or reason to his movements and the unpredictability excited Terri to no end. He could smell her arousal and he wanted to bury his face in her pussy. 'Great idea, Zack,' he thought to himself. It was time to taste his Buttercup's sweet nectar. Zack blew on her pussy, making Terri jump once more. Her soft sigh urged him to get closer. He pressed her legs further open and took in the sight of Terri's beautiful pussy. The brown of her body melded into luscious pinks and reds and Zack felt his cock twitch at the sight. He laid himself down on the bed, lining himself up with her pussy. He began by lightly touching his tongue to her outer lips. Terri let out a long moan to let him know that he was doing something right. Zack covered every inch of her pussy, leaving nothing unlicked...except for her clit. Zack had caressed her insides thoroughly with his tongue and enjoyed the release that accompanied her orgasms. His face was covered in her juices and how sweet they were. Terri's pussy tasted extraordinary and it was something that he wouldn't mind feasting on everyday. Terri was moaning loudly and muttering incoherently by that point, her hands shoved into his hair, tightening when he did something she loved and loosening when she wanted him to move on and do something else. He finally decided that it was time to give Terri the big release that she had been begging for. Zack settled down and began to make his way up her pussy, starting from the very bottom of her sweet snatch. When he reached her clit, he took it into his mouth and sucked it. Terri's hips left the bed as she started buck with the impending orgasm. She was so close, he could feel it, despite having to concentrate on keeping his mouth on her juicy cunt. Terri settled down slightly, so Zack made his next move, softly nibbling her clit while thrusting two fingers in and out of her pussy. That just set Terri off. She came so hard for him and Zack loved watching her body contort in immense pleasure and hearing her call out his name along with some choice profanity. He looked on in complete rapture while Terri came back down to earth, panting and limp, like her bones had turned to jelly. Zack was totally smitten with Terri and he couldn't be any happier. If she gave him the chance, he would have her screaming out in pleasure everyday. Zack got up to lie next to his worn out lover. He took the makeshift blindfold off of her eyes and gazed down into them. "You taste so good, Buttercup." Terri mumbled something, but she was still out of it. Zack chuckled to himself and snuggled up to her, burying his face in her neck. It took him a few seconds to realize that Terri was still saying something. "Yes, dearest?" "I hope you don't think this is over, buddy. I'm going to make this night worth your while. I just need a moment to energize." Terri moved her head back so that she could look at Zack. His blue eyes stared back into hers and Zack felt like there was nothing more perfect in the world than the way he was feeling right then. Content, safe, warm, and loved...she definitely was his Buttercup. "Oh, it's far from over, my dear. I am going to take you places you've never been." Zack gave Terri a self-satisfied smile, daring her to say anything to the contrary. He was ready to pounce. Terri just laughed. He could be pretty arrogant at times, but this was one time when he had unquestionably earned the bragging rights and she knew it. "Let's see what you've got." Zack just continued to smile as he positioned himself on top of Terri. His lips met hers in a kiss that conveyed his intent. She was going to get fucked, good and hard, and she was going to love every minute of it and beg him for more. Zack wanted to show her just how good he could be before he blew her mind with slow lovemaking that would have her turning to mush. He was far from done with Terri and he had the next few nights to show her. He reached a hand down between them and thrust a finger into Terri's slick channel. He added another finger and felt Terri shudder beneath him in a mini-orgasm. If her slickness was any indication, she was more than ready for him. The size of Zack's cock was nothing to shake a stick at. He was long, thick, and ready to plunge deep into Terri. Terri's hand grabbed his throbbing member and placed it at her opening. Zack looked into her eyes as he began to ease the head of his cock inside of her. She was so tight and so hot. It was an amazing feeling, kind of like he was going home for the first time in his life...how cliché was that? Inch by inch, Zack made his way into her sweet pussy. Terri's cries were music to his ears. When he was completely inside of Terri, Zack took a moment to savor the feeling. And then it was time to fuck her brains out and leave them all over the floor. If they never made love again, Terri would remember this time; Zack was going to make sure of that. He pulled his member out of her slowly, delighting in the feel of her hot, wet snatch. When just the head was left inside of her, he thrust hard and rammed his entire length into her. Terri's mouth opened in a silent scream. Oh yes, she was in for it now. He began to pound away into her pussy, making the bed shake. Terri's breasts jiggled wildly as he drove his hard cock home over and over again. It drove him absolutely wild, the pace of his thrusts increased as Zack lost control. Her screams of pleasure were accented by his grunts and moans. She began calling out his name as she came, her insides squeezing him tightly. It had never been this good with anyone. He rode her through her orgasm, prolonging it and increasing its intensity. When she had come down from her high, Zack pulled his cock, dripping wet with her juices, from her pussy and rolled her over. Zack took in the round globes of the ass that teased him every time he watched Terri walk away. With a growl low in his throat, he smacked her ass cheek and raised her up on all fours. Zack ran his cock up and down her slit before slamming it into her pussy once again. Terri was making the most delicious sounds and he loved it. He commenced fucking her again, this time watching her ass bounce as his hips smacked against it. He could see her tits bouncing around and he reached around to grab one while he continued his assault. Zack played with her nipple, pinching and pulling it, drawing sweet mewls of pleasure from Terri's lips. Her cries of pleasure were building, getting louder and louder and Zack loved it. She was so wet; he flew in and out of her so easily and so rapidly. Zack couldn't get enough of her and then he felt it building... Zack wanted to look in her eyes as he came, so he pulled out and flipped Terri over again. He placed her legs over his shoulders and set out to reach his climax. The sounds of their skin meeting, his balls slapping against her bottom, turned him on to no end. "Terri...," her name was a moan on his lips. She opened her eyes, which were clouded with pleasure to look into his. Her soft whisper reached his ears, "Zack...." It was at his name, whispered breathlessly, that he lost it. He came hard, feeling spurt after spurt of his cum filling up Terri's hot snatch. He never wanted to pull out and the look in Terri's eyes told him that she felt the same way. He collapsed on top of her, his chest heaving, before rolling off to her side. Zack pulled Terri into his arms and held her close. "Buttercup...you're so wonderful. That was amazing." He leaned in to kiss her softly, but felt nothing but air. His eyes flew open and she was gone. Zack sat up in bed, confused. Where had she gone? Had he fallen asleep and given her a chance to escape? Why would she want to escape? Was it all a mistake? So many questions raced through Zack's head. He started to call out to her. "Buttercup? Terri? Terri? Terri!?!" He felt a hand shaking him gently. "Zack?" the voice that called him out his slumber was thick with sleep. "Zack?" Zack opened his eyes, taking in Terri dressed in the pajamas that she had gone to bed in. Zack smirked with the knowledge that she was still braless under her shirt. So, it had been a dream? He was definitely awake now and the extremely hard cock that tented his sheets made it clear to him that he hadn't cum deep in Terri's pussy as he dreamt he had. The way he felt about Terri during the dream hadn't changed, though, he was crazy about her and wanted nothing more than to grab her and act out his dream for her. He was sure she would love the...climax...of the performance...but he also did not want to scare her away. "Buttercup? What are you doing in here?" Zack wasn't about to let her know that he had a pretty good idea why she was there. "You were shouting out in your sleep. I was just coming to see if you were ok." Terri decided that she wasn't going to let him know exactly what he was shouting. It was quite flattering, having an extremely attractive man calling out your name in his sleep and then finding him with an extremely hard cock, no less. She sat down next to him on the bed. Zack's lips quirked into a half smile. "Thanks, Buttercup. What would I do without you?" He let out a long yawn that soon had Terri doing the same. Terri just shook her head. "What were you dreaming about anyway?" 'What I want to do to you right now,' was the first thought that popped into Zack's head. What passed through his lips was something a little different. "The future." It wasn't a lie. It was what he wanted more than anything. He wanted to show Terri just how much he cared for her. He wanted to touch, tease, and taste every inch of her body. And he wanted to look into her eyes as he came...over and over again. Terri was his future, he was going to see to that. After he made up his mind about her, he decided that the first thing he was going to do the next day, after buying more mace for Terri, was going to be to break up with Amanda. He didn't even know why she was still around, but she wouldn't be anymore, that was for damn sure. Terri wouldn't stand for being the other woman and to Zack, she was the only woman. He needed her. He wasn't going to jeopardize what could be for something that wasn't even remotely satisfying to him anymore. Fantasy Man Ch. 04 "Go back to bed, Buttercup. We've got a long day ahead of us and I need my beauty sleep. I can't look devastatingly handsome for you if you keep me up all night." Terri punched Zack in the arm before getting off the bed. "I guess you're right. I wouldn't want you looking like a scary ass troll in the morning, although you do closely resemble one now." She took off towards the door. Zack sat up and threw a pillow at her. Terri looked back at him, gazing at the smooth plains of his chest before raising her eyes up to his face. Zack's pout was too much, and Terri burst out laughing again. He growled at her, looking for something else soft to throw other than his last pillow. He spotted a teddy bear and tossed it at Terri. She continued to laugh as she ran from the room. The teddy bear hit the wall and came to rest on the floor. Zack smirked as he lay back down. Living with Terri would never be boring, that was for sure. He sighed, thinking of what tomorrow held for him. It would be a trying day, but in the long run, it was well worth it. Terri would eventually be his and he, well, he would be the happiest man in the world. Fantasy Man Ch. 05 Comments, feedback, and votes are always welcome. ---------------- It had been a trying couple of weeks for Zack. He had managed to convince Terri to let him stay in her apartment for longer than the two days that she had originally stated. He was officially her new roommate and with his help with the rent and food, she was able to quit one of her jobs. It took a little convincing, but both were happy with the results. Terri had more time, was less stressed out, and Zack began to see her smile more and more as time continued. Zack got to see Terri every day and they had gotten to know each other a lot better. That wasn't what stressed him out. He loved living with Terri. When he had been there a few days past the two she had originally offered, he playfully mentioned the fact that he was glad that he was prepared, motioning to the huge suitcase that sat in "his" room. Terri's eyebrow shot up before she laid into him, letting him know just where he could put his suitcase. Her comments led to another tickle fight. They had one over everything. The remote, who was cooking dinner, whose turn it was to take out the trash...just about any excuse Zack could find to put his hands all over Terri's body. It was also a way for Zack to relieve some of the sexual tension he felt. He couldn't take it further, but as long as Terri was receptive to his advances, it made him feel that much better. More than once, he had ended up on top of Terri, looking down into her eyes and wishing that he could just swoop down and capture her lips with his own. The only thing that held him back was Amanda. He had vowed to break it off with her the day after his dream, but the silly bitch just wasn't cooperating. Zack had a feeling that she knew exactly what he wanted when he began calling her cell phone at various hours of the day. He never really felt the need to call her. She called him when she wanted to get together. The change in behavior probably tipped her off, but really, the least she could do was answer the phone and take it like a man....er, a woman? Whatever, she should at least have the decency to let him break up with her. Zack was tired of playing phone tag. He wanted Terri more and more each day. Seeing her first thing in the morning with her hair all over the place, hearing her laugh while watching some ridiculous reality TV show, watching her sleep peacefully at night before going to bed himself, it was all starting to get to Zack. It was time to take the next step. He was going to have to hunt Amanda down. Zack pulled up and parked the car around the corner from Amanda's house. He didn't want to give her time to leave or some up with some excuse as to why she couldn't see him. He tipped around to the back of the house and used the path that Amanda had shown him months ago, back when they first had started dating. It was the only way to not be seen by the security cameras that kept a constant watch over the grounds. Amanda had found the path when she was 16 and going out with her friends to random bars in the neighborhood. Zack hadn't wanted to know how she got in the bars or what she did there, but he was sure that she was probably just as much of a slut back then as she was now. Zack eased himself next to the house and moved towards the back door. When he reached it, he jiggled the handle and finding it unlocked, he let himself in. He felt like a thief, but Amanda had brought them to this point and he was going to see to it that today was the last day that he called her his girlfriend. It just wasn't fair to Terri. Zack began to walk towards Amanda's bedroom, pausing briefly to wonder if he would find her in the middle of anything...scandalous. With a shrug, he continued his journey to her room. If he did, it would be even more reason to break up with her and she would think that her cheating was the reason that he was leaving instead of the fact that he found someone who was infinitely more satisfying than she could ever be. He knocked lightly when he got there because her door was closed. Muffled sounds of clothing being thrown on rapidly met his ears. He could hear the soft clicking sound of a door closing and figured that whoever was in the room with her had made a quick escape through the bathroom that was attached to Amanda's room. Despite the urge to surprise whoever she was with in the next room, Zack waited patiently until the door opened and a disheveled Amanda peered out at him. The look of surprise in her face said it all. "Zack? What are you doing here?" Zack smirked, slightly irritated at the fact that he could see another man's boxers lying on the floor in plain sight. He shrugged it off; it wasn't any of his business anymore, he was breaking up with her anyway. The thought made him smile and he regarded Amanda carefully. Whoever she was with had really done a number on her. Her blond locks, which usually were immaculately kept, were all over her head and it looked like some of it was adorned with dried cum. Oh, that was a pleasant sight. Her lipstick was all over her face and she had a large hickey on her chest right above her left breast. Zack wanted to know how she was going to talk her way out of this one. 'Shit, shit, shit...' was the thought that was running repeatedly through Amanda's head. She hadn't expected Zack to show up without warning. She had been ignoring his calls, but coming to her house unannounced was the last thing that she expected Zack to do. And, of course, he had to come right when Peter was drilling her into sweet oblivion. She was having the best sex of her life and Zack had to come and ruin it. What did he want anyway? "I hadn't seen you in a while, Amanda. I thought I'd stop by to see what you were doing and maybe invite you out to lunch. But it looks like you're...occupied." Zack's voice barely concealed his amusement. "Umm, well...I was taking a nap. I haven't been feeling well lately." "Oh? I'm sorry to hear that. Did your...illness...cause this?" Zack pointed at the prominent hickey. Amanda looked down and a quick flash of anger crossed her face before she looked back up to Zack and smiled sweetly. With a laugh, she explained, "No. No...the new maid was cleaning my room while I was sleeping and when she bent down to pick something up off the floor, the vacuum hose fell on me. Imagine my surprise when she pried it off and I had this on my chest. It was so embarrassing." Zack was surprised she could tell him a lie like that with a straight face. He nodded. "I see. Well, you must want to get back to bed...being sick and all. I would say that I will see you later, but I don't think that I want to. I don't really want anything to do with you anymore. So, let's say our goodbyes and be done with this joke of a relationship." Amanda's mouth dropped open. She babbled, but nothing was understandable. Zack waited until she could speak again. "Wait. You can't just want to end this. I mean, this is us you're talking about. Me! Wait. Can't we go to lunch and talk about this?" Zack grew pensive. He should just leave and let her keep fucking whoever it was that was pounding her pussy just a few minutes ago. But, something in her eyes made him agree. He guessed that he could hear her out, so she could at least feel like she had pleaded her case before he dropped her like a bad habit. When she turned to go back into her room to clean up and change, Zack made sure to mention to her that she should get the puke out of her hair before they left. She looked at the area he pointed at and turned a deep red. Zack held back his laughter until she had closed the door. She wished it was puke. An hour later Zack was seated across from Amanda in a little outdoor restaurant that she liked. He picked at his food as he listened to Amanda list all the reasons why they should stay together. He suspected that her main reason was that her father would have a conniption if he found out they broke up, but he kept this thought to himself. He listened as she ranted about how good their relationship was and wondered where Terri and Arthur had ended up going. "Mona, seriously, I hate that color on you. Get it in green." Arthur sat back by the changing rooms, watching Terri prance around in various sorts of lingerie. She was tired of playing the waiting game. Zack was showing her how much he wanted her, but for some reason he would never take the next step. Terri decided that she was going to force his hand a bit. And if Zack saw her in any of the skimpy little things that she was picking out, his hand would probably reach out and grab something, of that Arthur was sure. Besides there was no way he could ignore her in...that... "Terri, where in the world did you find that, and do they have it in a size 5?" Arthur's mouth had fallen open and he hoped that he wasn't drooling. It was rude to slobber over one's best friend...that's why he was going to get his girlfriend one. And as soon as she put it on, he was going to rip it off of her. Terri didn't even have the chance to tell him before he was out of his seat and asking a saleswoman where they were. If her best friend went crazy over it, what would Zack do? This was the perfect outfit for seduction. It was now or never. Zack Smith was hers and there was nothing he could do about it. With a self-satisfied grin, Terri went back into her changing room and put her clothes back on. She bought the bit of lace and satin, along with a few other things she liked, and stood while Arthur bought two of the ones he liked for his girlfriend. She smiled. He was going to have a hell of a time telling her why he was in a lingerie store without her, but she would probably be pleased with the results. The man would probably tear the thing from her body before she even got through putting it on. Arthur was ravenous like that sometimes, especially when he liked what he saw. They left the store and began to walk around outside, enjoying the sunshine. Terri thought that maybe it was a good day to try out that restaurant with the outside seating that was near the shoe store. What was having sexy lingerie without the matching shoes to compliment it? Terri dragged Arthur towards the shoe store as fast as she could. The faster she bought shoes and ate, the faster she could go home and seduce the heck out of Zack. He didn't stand a chance, poor boy. Arthur came to an abrupt stop right outside the door. What was he looking at? Terri came over and snapped her fingers in front of his face. "Hey! Earth to Dirty Red. I'm on a serious mission here and I don't need you blasting off into space." Arthur's head turned and he looked at her with a sort of apprehensiveness that worried Terri. She thought about asking him about it, but figured that he would tell her about it when he was ready. She turned and went straight to a pair of red stilettos that would match her new purchase perfectly. She looked around and found green, black, and blue heels to go with the rest of the lingerie. She was set. After paying for the shoes, she found Arthur in the front of the store draped across a bench. He sat up as she approached. "Mona, don't hate me." Terri raised an eyebrow. "What? Why?" Arthur silenced her with a finger over her mouth. "Follow me." He led her out the door of the shop and turned her in the direction of the restaurant. Her gaze settled upon Zack, there was no mistaking him...and the blond that he had been dating when they first met? The blond's hands were across the table holding Zack's and from where Terri was standing, she was looking quite happy. She raised one of Zack's hands to her mouth and planted a kiss on the palm before quickly sucking a finger into her mouth and sucking on it like it was a cock. Did the woman have absolutely no shame? Who does that in an outdoor restaurant in the middle of the day? At least wait until it's dark and you've got some privacy. And Zack just sat there and let her do it. He wasn't acting at all like a man who had broken up with the girl over a month ago. And what did that say about Terri? She was preparing to seduce a man who obviously had someone else in his life. She was no better than that woman who took Ty. Terri felt the tears well up in her eyes. "I don't hate you, babe. This was something I needed to see." Terri I let out a deep sigh and turned to walk back to the car. All of a sudden, she wasn't hungry anymore. Zack was getting tired of Amanda's attempts to convince him to stay. He had snatched his hand back when he realized what she was doing. He had spaced out thinking about Terri and what he was going to cook her for dinner. Tonight would be a special night for the both of them. He would officially be free and she would officially be fair game. She wouldn't know what hit her. He entertained thoughts of just walking into the apartment, pinning Terri against a wall, and showing her just how much she affected him. The next thing he knew his index finger was being caressed by a tongue. Amanda really had no shame. He shook his head in disgust. "Look, Amanda, its over. I know about you and all the other guys you're fucking. It's hard to imagine being with someone who can't wait until my car pulls around the block before hopping into bed with some other guy. It's not what I want for myself and my future. So, if you're done, I'll be off." Amanda's face changed quickly, from pleading to malicious. "So that's it? My infidelity? You knew about that a long time ago and you still stayed with me. Why the change of heart all of a sudden, Zack?" Her eyes widened as if she suddenly understood something. "There's someone else? You've been cheating on me?" Zack frowned. "I have more class than that. I would never cheat on you or anyone for that matter. Maybe I have found someone else. Someone I haven't had to have any kind of sexual contact with to know that she's a hundred times better for me than you'll ever be. Just let it go, ok? Go live your life and be happy. You don't even like me, so I really don't know why we're still here having this conversation." Amanda sat back and considered his words. The only problem was that she couldn't fuck the help as freely if her father knew she didn't have a boyfriend. He always assumed that the sex sounds he heard coming from her room were being made because of Zack. Boy, wouldn't he be surprised. Well, maybe he didn't have to know...at least, not for a while. She dismissed Zack with a wave of her hand and pulled out a cigarette to smoke. Zack shook his head and walked away, feeling better than he had in a long time. He whistled while he walked to his car. Now there was only one thing to do...devour every inch of Terri's body before the day was done. He started his car and roared off towards home and his Buttercup. When Zack got to the apartment, it was dark. He could see that Terri had been there recently, her bags from shopping strewn all over the floor. "Buttercup?" he called out to her. He made his way through the apartment, stopping in front of Terri's door. He knocked lightly. "Buttercup?" Terri lifted her head from her pillow. She now knew why he never continued when he ended up on top of her during their tickle fights, why he would never wrap his arms around her when she was cooking, despite the fact she could sense his hands hovering above her hips, and she knew why he would never do more than stare at her while he thought she was a sleep at night. He belonged to someone else and that knowledge ripped Terri apart inside. She never knew it could hurt so much. It was so much worse than when she found out that Ty was cheating, and she and Zack weren't even dating. They were just friends, so why did it feel as if her heart was shriveling into nothingness? She didn't want to see him again, but he was her roommate. She wasn't going to kick him out, but she could avoid him like the plague. "I'm not feeling so great, Zack. I'm just going to stay in bed tonight. Maybe I'll talk to you later," she said, knowing full well that she had no intention of leaving her room for the rest of the night. "Ok. Do you need anything?" 'Other than you not having a girlfriend so I can have you in my bed?' Terri thought to herself before answering. "No, nothing." Terri buried her head into her pillow. Her fantasy night had turned into something like a nightmare. What was she going to do about the ache that she felt inside every time she thought about Zack? She still wanted him. She wanted him so badly it hurt, but she refused to become a floozy that threw herself at other women's guys. She decided that she would keep her distance and see how things played out. Perhaps her heart wouldn't have to suffer for too long. Maybe Zack would actually break up with that girl and come to her. She would wait for him, but she wouldn't make a move. She felt like the biggest fool to still want to be with Zack despite the fact that he lied to her. With a deep groan, Terri closed her eyes and wished for sleep. In her dreams, Zack wasn't taken, he was hers. Zack sighed and trudged to the couch. Plopping himself down on it, he picked up the remote and started to flip channels. He was hoping to spend time with Terri and now it was just him and his shadow. She usually came out to sit with him when she felt under the weather. Zack had to wonder what had changed. He would talk to her later when she emerged from her room. Zack could hardly wait until Terri was feeling better. Then she would experience the type of loving that only he was capable of giving her. Who better to make her feel amazing and wonderful than the man who was rapidly falling in love with her? Zack finally admitted to himself just how deep his feelings for Terri ran; now it was just finding the right moment to let her know. A slow smile spread across Zack's face. Terri wouldn't know what hit her when he finally got his hands on her. He would be better than anything she had ever dreamt of. He would be her dream come true. Fantasy Man Ch. 06 Sorry for the delay...my life likes to be crazy. But thank you for reading and as always, feel free to vote or send me some feedback to let me know how you like the chapter. -------- "Terri, telephone," Zack yelled from the kitchen, where Terri had dropped her cell phone. Terri ran in and snatched up the phone, not even bothering to thank Zack before she left the kitchen and returned to her room. It had been that way for the past two weeks and for the life of him, Zack couldn't figure out why. Terri had made an effort to distance herself from him. It was all he could do to get more than a few words out of her at a time. They had gone from warm and cuddly to freezing-your-balls off cold in a matter of days. He felt as if he was cut off from his best friend, and in a way, he was. Despite the fact he saw her every day, Terri was a stranger to him. Terri sighed and attempted turned her attention to the phone call. On the one hand, it was torture separating herself from Zack. She missed hearing his laugh, hearing him gripe about reality TV, and she even missed his occasional ass scratch that he thought he was doing on the sly. She was amazed at how hard it was to remain just his friend the day after she saw him at the restaurant. On the other hand, it was too much to look at him and know that he had lied and was still lying about breaking up with his girlfriend. She should have kicked him out, but listening to him talk all those weeks ago about how he relished his independence from his father and the ability to get out and do some things on his own, she just didn't have the heart. Instead, she became a recluse. She barely saw him and made an effort to spend as much of her time out or in her room as possible. She knew that it was pissing Zack off, but it pissed her off that he thought that he could just waltz into her life, seduce her into wanting him with every fiber of her being, and then still be attached to his blond waif of a girlfriend. She was angriest about the fact that he couldn't be up front with her. She thought they were friends. "Mona, if you're not going to respond, the least you could do is grunt. Let me know you're still alive." Arthur's voice and annoyance finally broke into her consciousness. "Hey, sorry. I was thinking," Terri replied. "Obviously you weren't thinking about what I talking about. You haven't even acknowledged any part of what I've been talking about for the past few minutes." Terri grimaced, knowing that she was caught. She knew exactly what Arthur was going to say when she apologized. "I'm sorry, Arthur...Hey, you know I love you, right?" "Mona, I wish you would just talk to him. Do us both a favor and just confront the boy." Terri shook her head, once again forgetting that she couldn't be seen over the phone. "I...can't." Arthur just sighed and began to repeat what he was talking about before Terri tuned in. "Cathy and I are going out to dinner tonight and we thought that you should come and join us. You haven't really had a chance to meet Cathy, with all the pouting you've been doing, and she was thinking it was about time." "Yeah, yeah...why don't you just come out and say it. Cathy wants to make sure I'm not a threat." "Well, yeah...but you two should get to know each other, in case we get serious." Terri raised an eyebrow and began to mentally catalogue her wardrobe. Anyone who could make Arthur to talk about getting serious was worth a night out, even if it would be spent stroking Cathy's ego and assuring her that there's nothing going on between Arthur and herself. "Serious? Ohh...well then, count me in. I want to meet the woman who has brought the great Arthur Rogers to his knees." Arthur's snort in reply made her laugh. Terri felt like she hadn't laughed in ages. It was definitely time to get out. "I'll come, but don't expect us to become best friends over night. Girls are harder to win over than boys. With a guy, you flash him some skin and he's your best bud. With a woman, you have to convince her that you're not competition before she'll let her guard down enough to befriend you." Arthur chuckled. "You didn't flash me any skin. I obviously got the short end of the stick." He shook his head and proceeded to give her the details about the outing. They were going to one of the fancier restaurants on campus, but Arthur was paying, so Terri had no problem meeting them there. Who could pass up free food that was guaranteed to be good? After it was all settled, Terri said her goodbyes and hung up the phone. She prepared her outfit for the night, complete with jewelry. After a quick shower, she began to get ready, as dinner was in a couple of hours. She donned the knee-length, black, halter-style dress, accentuating it with diamond earrings, necklace and tennis bracelet. The jewelry was a gift to her from her grandmother before she died. Terri rarely had a chance to wear it, but this dinner was as good excuse as any. Checking her reflection in the mirror, she smiled. The dress accentuated the soft slopes of her breasts and the curve of her butt. She looked good and if she was lucky, maybe she'd find a guy to occupy her time while Zack was getting his act together. She shook her head at the thought. Zack had so engrained himself in her heart, the thought of getting with someone else almost made her feel sick to her stomach. That just convinced Terri that she needed some kind of life outside of the house. As Terri was grabbing her coat, Zack came into the living room and paused, unable to breathe. Once again, Terri had stolen his breath away, but this time, it was coupled with a feeling of extreme jealousy. Who was she wearing that dress for? Was she going on a date? Zack could feel his temper starting to flare. He was two seconds away from demanding that she tell him where she was going. He was only a second away from grabbing her, throwing her up against the wall, and eating every inch of her sweet body. Terri smiled inwardly as she noticed Zack's reaction. He probably thought that she was going out on a date and Terri wasn't in a mood to contradict him. She didn't have to wonder if he was feeling jealous, it was written all over his face. "Hey." Zack's greeting was strained. Terri's heart began to beat triple time. His voice was enough to make her slightly damp, despite the fact that he looked like he was about to burst a blood vessel or something. "Hey. I'm going out for a while...so if you need the apartment to...entertain..." She let the sentence and its meaning hang. Zack was convinced that if he wanted to, he could fry an egg on his head. He felt like his face was on fire from the anger he felt inside. She was suggesting that he bring someone else to the apartment? Zack sincerely hoped that she wasn't expecting him to extend the same liberties to her. He didn't want anyone else in the apartment for the sake of getting into Terri's pants. He was the only one that would be getting anywhere near her pants, if he had anything to say about it. His response was spoken through clenched teeth. "Thanks...I won't be needing the apartment to "entertain," so you can come home any time you like." Terri could tell that she had hit a nerve. 'Good,' she thought. 'Serves him right for playing with my heart.' "Well, ok then. I'll see you later." Terri left the apartment and headed for the restaurant. Zack sat down, putting his head in his hands. Where had he gone wrong? What could he do to inspire her to come back to him? Even if they just regained their status as friends, he would be overjoyed. He missed having his Buttercup in his life, bringing him happiness that he had never known before. Zack wasn't going to give up without a fight. With that settled, he got up and grabbed his car keys. It was time to do some shopping. ----------- When Terri arrived at the restaurant, Arthur was sitting alone in a booth. "Where's Cathy?" Arthur looked up, his bright green eyes shining with mischief. His low whistle made Terri blush. "Wow, Terri, you look great. How long did it take for you to pour yourself into that dress?" Terri laughed and took a seat, sitting next to Arthur for the time being. She would move when Cathy made an appearance...if she was going to. "Not too long...I used a funnel. Where's your girl?" "She's running a little late...mostly because I asked her to be here at 7 instead of 6:30. We need to talk, Mona, and this way, you can't hang up on me and you can't get away." Terri sighed. They began to discuss her life and what she really wanted to do with the whole Zack situation. They ordered drinks while waiting for 7pm to roll around. After talking for a while, it seemed that their conversation seem to return to the same point. Terri didn't want to be like the woman that broke Ty and her up. She refused to be a hypocrite. "I don't know. I don't want to push him into breaking up with her. I don't want to be that kind of woman." "Mona, Zack's a big boy. I don't think you could force him into doing anything that he doesn't want to do. From what you've told me before, he thinks that his girl is a monumental bitch anyway. It's only a matter of time before he calls it off." "Well, then, I'll wait. I can be patient and let things progress as they will." "But, Terri, you're miserable. You do nothing but mope and work. You should at least talk to him and smooth things out...I bet he could use a friend too. And really, if you're not talking to him, how will you know when he does break up with his girlfriend?" Terri sighed and began to play with the straw that had been left on the table for her coke. She shrugged. "I was hoping he would come to me. But, I guess that would be kind of difficult seeing as I'm avoiding him. I suppose I should give him a chance...It's just so hard to look at him and know...feel...you know." Arthur nodded. He understood how Terri was feeling, but he believed that Terri and Zack could be happy together and the first step towards happiness was to converse with Zack and let him know what was up. He probably had no idea why Terri was avoiding him. Poor guy...but he brought it on himself. Cathy arrived at 7pm on the dot and instantly grabbed Terri up in a hug. She gushed about how she was excited to finally meet Arthur's best friend. After she was released, Terri took a step back to appraise the woman that had Arthur contemplating a serious relationship. She was slightly shorter than her 5'6", the color of her eyes fell somewhere between green and blue, and the curls of her blond hair that didn't frame her face fell haphazardly past her shoulders. No wonder Arthur hadn't introduced them sooner, he was probably concerned that Terri wouldn't like her just because she was blond. It wasn't that Terri disliked all blonds, although she had gone through a period of that right after Ty left her, she only disliked the one blond that had the nerve to break up her relationship. Although, now that she thought about it, she wasn't even really mad at her anymore either. If it hadn't been for that bimbo, she might have still been with the ass and Zack might not be in her life as he was now. Terri let out a sigh at the thought of Zack. Despite the fact that she felt betrayed, she couldn't shake the fact that she was crazy about him. She shook herself out of her thoughts and focused back on Arthur and Cathy. The made a cute couple. Terri sat back and began to listen to Cathy's chatter as she shared the events of her evening with Arthur. Dealing with Zack would have to come later. By the end of the night, Terri was pleasantly surprised by Cathy. She quickly realized what an interesting person she was. There was a good chance that they would become friends and there was a huge chance that she was someone that Arthur would be keeping around for a long time. Terri could see why Arthur was falling for her. She was funny, smart, and had this youthful exuberance to her that just made her shine. Terri smiled inwardly. This was the first woman that Arthur dated that she actually approved of. Cathy, in turn, understood the nature of Terri and Arthur's friendship, so she wasn't as threatened as Terri thought she would be. She was very secure in their relationship and Terri was convinced that if Arthur let her go, he was a fool. After dinner, Cathy convinced them to go to a club that wasn't far from the restaurant. Terri figured that since she had dressed up, she might as well get some mileage out of it. It was probably the last time she would be putting on a dress that looked so good on her for a while. Terri found herself dancing her cares away, feeling nothing but the rhythm of the music as it pulsed through the club. Fantasy Man Ch. 07 Zack sat back with a cocky grin. If this didn't convince Terri to be his, he didn't know what would. He had gone out and bought 75 candles and decorated the front room with them. The soft glow of candlelight was the only illumination allowed in his romantic scene. When Terri came home, she would probably flip. He had listened carefully over the weeks that he had spent with Terri, enough to know exactly what she found romantic. It was a good thing Terri adored all the common romantic things and they were fairly easy to find and prepare. He was going to sweep her off of her feet, no ifs ands or buts about it. He had the platter of chocolate covered strawberries chilling in the refrigerator and, although he had to go to three stores, he had found the only type champagne that Terri liked, which was sitting in the ice bucket on the kitchen counter. He even had time to make a CD of all the sappy slow songs that Terri thought were amazing. Zack had taken the time to dress up in a nice button down shirt and black slacks. He had the rest of the night planned out. All he needed was the guest of honor. He sincerely hoped that she hadn't gone home with whoever took her out. The tightening in his chest once again alerted him to the feelings of jealousy that he had been battling ever since Terri walked out the door. He began to wonder if Terri even wanted him and if he was just setting himself up for failure, but it was too late for that. He had already gone to great lengths to be with Terri and he wasn't about to stop. In one way or another, she would eventually be his. Terri was tired, dead tired. She had a great time at dinner with Arthur and Cathy. She had even more fun at the club that they went to afterwards. Terri laughed and danced until her feet hurt. For once, Terri was happy with the girl that Arthur had chosen. Cathy was worlds better than the last floozy that Arthur had dated, but then again, just about everyone was better than her. She keyed in the apartment, secretly hoping that Zack had gone to bed so she could postpone talking to him until the morning, and opened the door, only to be met by the soft glow of candles. Terri sucked in a breath and tried not to panic as she shut the door behind her. Had she come home to see something that was meant for Zack's girlfriend? Were they still here together? Terri didn't think that she could handle that. Her eyes followed the trail of rose petals that littered the ground. They led to a very sexy Zack, who was sprawled across the love seat in the corner of the room. Terri felt her mouth go dry. His sandy blond hair hung into his eyes, which were at the moment undressing her. She could see the intent that glittered beneath the surface of his baby blue orbs. His wide chest was calling to her hands and she wanted nothing more than to unbutton his shirt and run her fingers through the light sprinkling of hair that adorned his chest. Zack rose, looking like some kind of jungle cat, lithe and graceful. "Good evening, Buttercup..." Terri was having trouble processing what was going on. She couldn't even acknowledge Zack's greeting. "Buttercup?" Terri's eyes met his and she felt her world spin. It had to be a crime to be that good looking. They should throw Zack up under the jail for looking so delicious. She could feel her knees getting weak as he approached her like he was on the hunt and she was his prey. Heaven help her if he caught her, because it looked like she would be in for one hell of a night. Terri leaned back against the door and tried to regain her bearings. "Zack...Wha...What is going on here?" Zack smiled and continued to approach her. "I planned a romantic evening for the woman of my dreams." Terri's eyebrow rose. "Where is she?" "Right in front of me...looking good enough to...eat." Terri was so glad that she had the door for support because she felt as if she would fall over. She needed to fan herself, the man was so hot. Her legs had turned to jelly and butterflies had taken flight in her stomach. Was Zack seriously talking about her? Good enough to eat? If her body wasn't begging to be devoured at that moment, she would probably be doing a lot better in the standing department. It was then that reality reared its ugly head. "What about your girlfriend?" "I don't have a girlfriend at the moment...but that doesn't mean that I don't want one. I want a woman who wants me for me, who enjoys my quirks as much as I do hers. I want a woman who can keep up with me...all night long...and when I do fall asleep, I want that woman in my dreams. Know where I can find a woman like that, because I'd sure like the opportunity to earn her...and her love." Terri felt the female in her swoon. She didn't know Zack could sound so sexy, even when he was saying things that bordered on corny. His voice was so low, it sounded like a deep rumble in his chest. His yummy, kissable chest...in fact, Terri bet that just about every inch of him was kissable. 'All night long? Oh damn...I like the sound of that. Wait, no. Bad. Get a grip, Terri. Pull yourself together.' Terri gave herself an inner pep talk before continuing. "But, I saw you...with her. The other week at The 'Wichery..." The surprise that Zack felt was reflected in the look on his face. The 'Wichery' was the place that he and Amanda had lunch and said their goodbyes. 'She saw me and Amanda? Shit. No wonder she's been so distant,' Zack thought briefly before feeling his anger rise. If Amanda had ruined his chances at being with his Buttercup, she would rue the day that she met him and interfered in his life. Zack's eyes met Terri's once again and he felt the love he had in his heart for her wash over him. He wouldn't accept 'no' as an answer. He would fight for her until she realized how much she meant to him. "She invited me out to lunch and I accepted. She wanted me back and I declined. I couldn't respect her after all that she'd done while we were together. Remind me to tell you about the day I went over there to call it off sometime...Besides, I was only with her because of my father and his business arrangement." Zack figured he could tell her the outrageous story about Amanda without giving away the fact that it had happened the same day Terri had seen him with her. "But..." Zack sighed. "Do we have to talk about her now? Because I'd rather focus on you." "Well, it's just that...." "Terri, believe me when I say that I only want you. I intend on just being with you, no one else. I was going crazy when you weren't talking to me. I'm surprised I still have hair, I've been practically ripping it out. Buttercup, believe me, I...," Zack stopped himself before he professed his love. He would save that for a more opportune time...like when they were actually dating. "...I need you in my life. I miss you." Terri felt the fight between her mind and her heart end with a knockout. Her heart persevered. "Zack..." Zack had reached her, trapping her between his arms as he placed them on either side of her head. His voice lowered in volume until it was nothing more than a seductive whisper. "Buttercup, I want you...all of you. And I intend to have you, one day when you find me worthy. But, tonight...tonight is just for you." His head lowered until his lips were inches away from Terri's mouth. His eyes bore into hers and she could see the desire that was barely restrained beneath the surface. Truthfully, she could feel the passion that was just waiting to be released and it was seriously messing with her senses. Terri was convinced that she was going to start hyperventilating. "Tonight, I'm going to pamper you until you can't stand it anymore. Tomorrow, you can tell me your answer." "Answer?" Terri wished that she could manage more than one word sentences at a time. Unfortunately, her brain was working overtime trying not to overheat from just the sheer closeness of Zack. "The answer to my question. Will you be mine, Buttercup? Date me. Let me show you what you mean to me...as more than a friend." Terri opened her mouth to speak only to have her lips trapped beneath Zack's as he started on his quest to show her how he felt. He started with a gentle pressure that had her begging for more. Then it deepened, his tongue searching hers out in a dance of passion. By the time Zack pulled back, Terri couldn't remember what she wanted to say...Hell, she couldn't even remember what they were talking about. He was good. He took her hand and kissed it gently. "Come," Zack said as he led her by the hand towards the couch. 'If he says 'come' like that again, I just might and I'll leave a big wet spot right here where I'm sitting,' Terri thought to herself as she sat on the couch next to Zack. Zack looked up into her eyes after once again falling prey to the siren song of her large breasts. The look in his eyes made Terri swear softly. 'Oh, shit, he means business,' was the first thing that popped into her head. The next thing was, 'and I'm in sooo much trouble.' He kissed her lightly on the cheek before getting off the couch and going into the kitchen. He brought out her small boombox, which he set on top of the TV. He went back into the kitchen and this time, he returned with a platter that held chocolate covered strawberries and two glasses of champagne. He knelt in front of Terri, offering her the contents of the platter. Terri figured that if he did anything else remotely romantic like this, she would melt. She chose the biggest, juiciest looking strawberry and bit into it. It was delicious and a little bit messy, but Zack was ready, dabbing her face with a napkin when she pulled the strawberry away. Zack almost felt like panting. The way Terri looked when she bit into that berry was something akin to heaven. She was so beautiful. He could only hope that he was persuading her to come to him and be his. He handed her the glass of champagne and noticed her smile when she realized that it was the kind she liked. She probably would have drunk whatever he got, just to seem grateful, but this night was for her and she should have the things she desired. Zack placed the platter on the coffee table and drug the table closer to the couch so that it could be within reach. Then, planting himself next to Terri, he began to feed her the remaining strawberries, only indulging in one himself when Terri insisted on feeding him back. While he savored the sweet taste of the strawberry with his eyes closed, she tasted the sweetness left on his lips with her tongue. Zack quickly balled his hands into fists so that he wouldn't grab her and carry her off to his bedroom. He probably wouldn't even make it to the bedroom. If he let himself touch her, he would take her right there on the couch. He began breathing deeply to get himself under control and when he opened his eyes, Terri was sipping champagne like nothing happened. He had the urge to tickle her, but that would ruin the romantic mood. She would pay later. Zack finished off his glass and went to the kitchen to get more. When he returned, he sat his glass down on the table and turned on the music. "Would you care to dance, sweet flower of mine?" Terri raised an eyebrow. There was more? "Yes and no." Zack was confused. "Yes and no? What does that mean?" "Well, yes, I would love to dance with you...but no, I won't dance because my feet are killing me." Zack smiled and nodded in understanding. "I was going to save this part for later, but I think I can rearrange things for you. After all, it is your night." Zack headed back towards the bathroom and emerged a few minutes later, shirtless with a few towels draped over his arm and a bottle of massage oil in his hand. Terri's mouth dropped open. He was going to massage her? And he was topless? She hoped that he had enough freedom while he was broken up from his girlfriend because she was NOT going to let him go. 'I should be pissed at him more often,' she thought to herself as she kicked off the heels from hell. They were so cute, but after all that dancing earlier, they were too much for her feet. Zack knelt down in front of Terri once again, placing one of the towels on the floor beneath her feet. The other towel was thrown onto the couch. He gently took Terri's left foot and, after pouring the massage oil into his hand, he commenced massaging it. His fingers worked magic on her aching foot. Terri could only imagine how that hand would feel on other parts of her body. She moaned, half at the thought, half at the feel of Zack's hands on her feet, and slid farther down on the couch. Zack looked up at Terri and smiled. He was getting the reaction he wanted. He mentally patted himself on the back. He was pretty good at the whole pampering thing, especially when he wanted to do it. He never did anything like this for any of the other girls he had dated, but then again, none of those girls ever made him feel the way Terri did. He was fighting off the urge to slip higher or "accidentally" plant his face in her crotch. He had no idea how to pull it off, but her pussy being so close was starting to drive him crazy. He fought to regain control, remembering that the night was for Terri. But if she put his face in her pussy, he would not object. Maybe he would get lucky and she would put his cock in there instead. Zack chuckled to himself and switched feet. Terri spread her toes to make sure that he massaged in between them again. It felt so good, Terri thought that she would turn to a pile of goo. After Zack was done, he wiped her feet with the towel he put on the couch. He smiled up at her, looking like a boyish rogue. If she let him, she knew he would carry her away and ravish her. She couldn't suppress the moan and she hoped that he thought it was still because of the foot massage. Zack licked his lips and eyed her privates like he was thinking of living there. She tried to stand up, the motion lifting her skirt higher on her thighs. She had moved it up to allow Zack better access to her legs and feet while he was working wonders on her and now it was treating Zack to a free viewing of her panty-clad naughty bits. Zack's breathing became more rapid as his cock reached new levels of hardness, just from peeping up Terri's skirt. But, he willed himself to control his urges, especially the ones that involved ripping Terri's dress off and driving his manhood into her until he exploded. Those urges, he would save for later. With extraordinary willpower that he barely realized he had, Zack stood and smiled down at Terri. He must have really done a good job massaging her, because she had messed up her hairdo while sliding lower and lower on the couch and she didn't seem to care. Terri was always concerned about her hair and if it was behaving. He offered her his hand so that she could get off the couch and Terri accepted. He pulled her close and buried his face in her neck. His breath tickled her as he spoke. "You still owe me a dance." Terri could only think about the fact that she was pressed up against Zack's bare chest and it was just as hard as she had imagined. Oh, he was so sexy. Zack's hand wound its way around her as he began to sway in time with the music that had been playing as he massaged her feet. Terri sighed and placed her free hand around Zack's neck. Terri couldn't help but feel like a priceless gem or a princess, the way Zack had treated her that night. She loved the way he felt, the way he smelled, and she loved the way he looked at her when he finally lifted his head off her shoulder. They were so close, their bodies were molded together. Zack wondered if there was any way he was going to make it through the night without him making love to her, sharing every part of him with her. Terri made it so easy to let go, which was probably why he was having such a hard time restraining himself. Terri felt so right in his arms and Zack was starting to enjoy the feelings that she so easily evoked within him. So, he kept her dancing for a few more songs, luxuriating in the feel of her breasts pressed against him and the smell of her perfume, which was driving him crazy with desire. He wanted her to be his so badly. Terri looked up into Zack's eyes and got lost in the depths of his baby blues. She felt her heart fluttering with anticipation. Zack brought his lips to hers again, this time only briefly before pulling himself away from her. "Ok, I lied." Terri's eyes became wide. What did he lie about? The girlfriend? Oh, he was going straight out on his ass if he really had a girlfriend while he was making her soak her panties with just a smile. "I said you could answer me tomorrow, but I really can't wait that long. I need to know now. Terri, be mine? I promise that you won't want for anything that I can give you and I'll be there for you when you need me. I can make you happy, Buttercup...if you'd just give me a chance." Terri breathed a sigh of relief. She wouldn't have to break out the mace or hand down an ass kicking of epic proportions. All she needed to do was answer him and he would be hers. She opened her mouth to say yes, but the word wouldn't come out. She tried again, but for some reason, a simple yes was the hardest thing to manage to say. It was as if her mind was still trying to process what was going on and her synapses weren't firing properly. There was only one way to give Zack his answer. She placed both hands on either side of Zack's face and pulled it close. Then she proceeded to kiss Zack until he forgot what they were talking about. He even forgot that he was trying to abstain from ravishing Terri until they had established a relationship. All he knew was that he needed her in his bed to quench the fire that was burning inside of him. Zack wrapped his hands around Terri's waist and lifted her up. She responded by wrapping her legs around him. He made his way to his room without separating himself from Terri's lips. He thought he was good, but Terri made him want to sin with her kisses. Her lips were more addictive that any sort of drug and he knew that he would never get enough. How had he restrained himself for so long? Zack could only wonder as he laid Terri down on his bed and joined her shortly thereafter. His lips left hers as he buried his face in her neck and covered it in kisses. He made his way from her neck to the tops of her breasts, reveling in the feel of Terri beneath him, listening to her moan out her pleasure. He slipped a hand inside Terri's dress and was surprised when he felt nothing holding up Terri's sizable breast. Breaking from Terri's kiss, he grinned and was seconds away from uncovering her breasts...the breasts that had been haunting his dreams for weeks. But, then, he stopped. This night was for Terri and although she was clearly enjoying herself, he had a lot more planned for her. He was nowhere near done pampering her and if they skipped straight to the good stuff, Terri might not realize how much she meant to him. He was moving quickly and he didn't want Terri to think that he was just looking to get in her pants. Well, he was, but it wasn't the only thing on his agenda. He was looking to get into her heart as well. Something told him that he wasn't far from either of his goals. With a sigh, he removed his hand and placed a quick kiss on Terri's lips. Terri looked up at him expectantly...and groaned when she realized that he had come to his senses. 'Damn,' she thought to herself, '...and here I was hoping to get a chance to see what he was packing.' The outline of Zack's cock was very apparent in his slacks and from the looks of it, she was in for a treat. Zack blew out a breath and laid down next to Terri, gathering her close to him. He ran a hand over her plump breast, flicking the tip of her nipple and feeling it harden under his finger. At least they were both going to be frustrated that night. He had been waiting for weeks to get his hands on her, but he could try to have her in his arms for longer than 30 seconds before he ravished her. Not that he wanted to, it just seemed like a good thing to do at the moment. Fantasy Man Ch. 07 "I'm sorry I got so worked up, Buttercup. Your kiss was like adding fuel to an already raging fire. I had to stop...because we were moving too fast." 'But, I didn't want to stop. Dear God, I didn't want to stop,' was the thought that was left unspoken. Terri simply nodded. She was still trying to get her breathing to return to a normal level. She was slightly disappointed, but she could understand the need to slow down. Maybe they should start talking again, officially, before she rode him ragged. When the time came, though, she would show him the true meaning of 'all night long', hopefully he wasn't bluffing. "But...soon it will be open season on Terri Hunter...and I'm not going to stop until I get my prize." Zack's eyes glittered with his unspoken intent and Terri was thankful that she was already lying down because her whole lower body had just liquefied. Terri felt her panties become even wetter than they were before, which made her glad that her dress was still down and Zack couldn't see the moisture that had accumulated. 'Yep, I'm in sooooo much trouble.' Zack smiled at her. "Now, how about that bath I have planned for you?" Fantasy Man Ch. 08 Sorry for the wait and thank you for taking the time to read this chapter of Fantasy Man. :) --------- Zack sighed as he closed the bathroom door. He was anxious for Terri to come home and it was making him jittery. He smiled as he thought of the months that he had spent with Terri at his side. Zack hadn't realized how different she was until he thought of her as his own. She was more independent than most of the women he had dated in the past. At first, it irked him that she didn't need him as much as he thought she should, but after some introspection, he realized that he liked the way she stood up for herself and her opinions. He liked the fact that she refused to let him wait on her hand and foot sometimes. She wasn't a delicate flower, despite the fact that he still called her Buttercup, she was a rock. She was strong and her feelings for him only made her that much stronger. Terri was willing to stand up to him when she thought he was wrong and she wasn't afraid to let him know just what was on her mind. The corner of Zack's mouth lifted in an attempt to smile. She was a pistol alright and if he didn't already know that, he might have been surprised at her enthusiasm in the bedroom. The smile that was threatening finally spread across his face. During the next few weeks that had passed after the night he pampered Terri into being his girlfriend, Zack had been thorough in his slow seduction. He wanted Terri to be out of her mind with lust before he took her and made her his. Every chance he got, he teased her with his body and his words. Terri, for her part, may have been frustrated, but she hung with him and beat him at his own game. The day that he arrived home from the office and she was clad in only a skimpy green lace thing, he lost. She barely got the hello out of her mouth before he scooped her up and took her to the bedroom. The night they shared was amazing. All the built up passion and longing made for an explosive coupling. Zack's smile continued to spread as he thought about how he had laid Terri down gently, taking in the sight of all the flesh that she was exposing. He couldn't wait for more to be revealed. While he was kissing her into oblivion, he slowly lifted up her teddy. When he broke away from the kiss, panting as hard as Terri was, he took in the sight of her body, her feminine curves, the way her lacy panties hugged her rounded hips. It was near perfection. He could feel something inside of him pulling, urging him to go faster, to plunge himself into her depths. It was all he could do not to rip the panties clear off her body. The soft moans that escaped from her lips were a siren song and he could feel himself being entangled in Terri's spell. His lips traveled over the soft skin that covered her breasts, taking time to stop at each nipple and give it the proper attention it deserved. He had been waiting to latch onto her dark chocolate hued nipples for so long. Zack could remember dreaming about them at least once each night. It was an obsession and one that he looked forward to indulging himself in. From her tits, he moved down her body, his tongue teasing and licking as he traveled to his primary objective. When he reached the line of the green lace, he grabbed the edge in his teeth and pulled it down. Zack remembered the look on Terri's face as she watched him drag her panties down to her ankles. He slipped them off and tossed them over his shoulder, making a mental note to find them and keep them as a memento. The whole way down her legs, Zack had his eyes fixed on Terri's treasure. Her pussy gleamed in its wetness. It was a beautiful combination of brown and pinks and Zack couldn't wait to feast. He ate Terri out for countless minutes. Time faded and he only cared about how many times he made her come. Her screams, combined with her hands pulling his hair, made Zack as hard as a rock. He loved the way she showed her appreciation of his ministrations, especially when she closed his head in between her legs, throwing her head back in ecstasy. Zack stopped when she was reduced to a mindless, blabbering heap of pleasure. Zack stood and stripped until he wore nothing but a cocky grin. He moved up her body, her legs spread in invitation. "Terri, baby, are you sure?" Terri's eyes came into focus and she growled, "Zack, if you don't get in me, I will strangle you. If I wasn't sure, I wouldn't have been wearing next to nothing when you got home." Zack laughed. It was time to make this Buttercup his. Zack remembered the moment his cock brushed up against Terri's pussy. The warm wetness that covered it, the way her lips spread as he slid into her inch by inch, the look on Terri's face when she realized that he still had more to give her, the cute little 'o' Terri's mouth formed as he plowed into her repeatedly, hard and steady. Oh, it was quite a night. He made her scream in octaves that he had never heard before. It was an amazing experience. And he relived it almost every night. He had definitely laid claim to her body and he was steadily working on her heart. Zack chuckled to himself as he looked down at the huge tent in his pants. At least he wasn't at work. But, he would definitely have to do something about it before going to his parents' house. Tonight was a big night. The relationship that he had with Terri had grown over the months that they spent together and he was happier than he had been in a long while. He had decorated his office with pictures of Terri and just looking at her smiling face made his day brighter. After dating her for over ten months, you would think that he would have brought her home to meet his parents before then, but for some reason the thought scared him. Terri was the first woman that hadn't met his parents within the first few weeks that he was dating them, but then again, he was living at home when he dated all those other girls. Terri was the first woman that he would actually have to bring home to meet his parents. She claimed that she didn't mind not going over to their house with him when he went for the occasional dinner and it was true that most times, she had a ton of homework to catch up on or she was working late. But, Zack knew that she was just as nervous about it as he was. Now, there were no excuses to be made on either side. He had his father to blame for this. Yep, he would blame his father for getting him to take the next step in his relationship with Terri, not that it was a bad thing. In fact, it was just what they needed to help strengthen their bond and it would be helpful in Zack's quest to win Terri's heart. He needed to convince her that he was extremely serious about her. She was his now, but he wanted her to be his forever. Zack laughed to himself. First, he was nervous to take her home and now he was plotting to keep her for the rest of his life? Oh, how things change quickly. As he finished getting ready, Zack thought about his encounter with his father earlier that week. Zack had been sitting in his office when his father walked in. Apparently, Zack's secretary had chosen to go on break before notifying him that his father was barging in. 'Of course, when Dad comes in, I have to be doing something sappy.' Zack frowned momentarily. He had been staring at a picture of Terri, which usually sat on his desk, but when his father entered the room, it was in his hands. It was one of his favorite pictures of her. Terri was on a swing, her hair was trailing behind her as she was swinging forward and she had a smile of pure joy on her face. That smile always made Zack's heart beat just a bit faster. "Sir, to what do I owe this...visit?" Zack asked, placing the picture back on his desk. He looked up at his father, who was trying to hide his smile behind a stern look. "Zack, do you know that when you first started working here, I was afraid that you'd never grow up? Never mature into the businessman that I needed you to be in order to take over this company. You would come in late, party all night, bring all sorts of women home...You weren't taking life seriously. Your mother was very worried about you. So, I introduced you to Amanda. I thought that if you two were together then you would think more about the future, more about this business." Zack's father paused and a slight smile appeared on his face. "Then you move out of the house, claiming that you wanted more space. You break up with Amanda, leaving me to pick up the pieces of the merger that rested on your union. I thought about being furious with you...briefly. But, when I realized that you had begun to take this job more seriously, that you were actually being responsible and carrying your weight, well, I couldn't be mad. Over time, pictures start showing up on your desk, you come to work humming, and on time, no less, but when you show up to the house for dinner, you come alone. While you're there, you look at the clock so many times, I worry that you'll get whiplash." Another pause and Zack knew exactly what was coming. "I said all that to say this. Your mother expects you at dinner on Friday...and she expects you to bring your lady friend as well. We want to meet the woman that has turned you from a no-good slacker into a man that can be trusted. Your older brother will be there, along with Karen, so be on your best behavior and don't be late. I'd hate to see your mother work herself into a tizzy about you not showing up and you know how she gets." Zack watched his father rise from the corner of the desk that he had perched on while talking to him. "I'll have to talk to Terri to see if she's off." Zack's father's eyebrow rose in question. "Terri works a lot to cover her school expenses on top of rent and utilities. She won't let me pay for anything past my share of the bills, except for dinner and a movie when I take her out." Zack could feel his bottom lip protrude in the beginnings of a pout. He really wanted Terri to let him take care of everything sometimes. He often had to remind himself that if she did let him do everything for her, she wouldn't be Terri...she'd be Amanda and he had already established that he didn't want that kind of woman in his life. He'd just have to suck it up and enjoy the strong woman that had captured his heart. "An independent woman. I like that." Zack's father made his way towards the door. "Just make sure you call by Wednesday to let us know either way or your mother will have your head when you come alone." The image of his mother serving him for dinner briefly flashed through his head, before he shook it and cleared his thoughts. Zack raised his hand to wave, but by then his father had already left the office. Zack smiled. It wasn't going to be easy to live up to that man, but Zack sure would try. It had taken some convincing, but Terri finally agreed to switch shifts with someone so she could be home in plenty of time to get ready for dinner. Zack called his mother and she was elated that she would finally get to meet the woman that made Zack so happy. So, there he was on Friday, in the bathroom, making sure that he looked presentable for his parents. He was eagerly awaiting Terri's arrival because she had yet to show him what she was going to wear. She knew that he would be more critical than usual, so she was going to wait until there was no way that he could make her change her selection. Not that he would have. His Buttercup was beautiful in everything that she wore. He was sure that whatever she picked it would look great on her, even if she showed up in a sackcloth dress. Zack just chalked it all up to nerves and let her do what she felt she needed to in order to make a good impression. After all, she was his and not matter what, he was going to keep her by his side. Nothing his family could say would sway him on that. Zack retreated to the couch in the living room and waited for Terri to arrive. He had cleaned the bathroom and taken care of everything he needed to so that Terri could come home and have the bathroom all to herself. Whenever they shared the bathroom, he always ended up sneaking into the shower with her and taking her against the wall. She didn't complain...well, not until afterwards when she realized that she was going to be late for whatever. This way, he wouldn't be tempted and his mother wouldn't try to kill him when they were late for dinner. The phone rang and Zack eyed it warily. He hoped it wasn't Terri calling to say that she was running late or that she wasn't coming because of work. His mom would have his entire hide hung up over the fireplace if that happened. He picked up the phone and answered, "Hello?" "Zachary, darling," his mother replied. "Hey, mom, what's going on?" "Well, I thought you should know that we have a few unexpected guests for dinner tonight." Zack raised an eyebrow. "How unexpected?" "Well, let's just say that they invited themselves when they heard that you were coming to dinner and you were bringing a friend. Sometimes, I wonder about your father and his..." Zack could hear the annoyance in his mother's voice. "Let me guess who it is...Amanda and her father?" Zack cut off his mother before she could get on a roll. He knew from experience that once she got started on his father or his friends, it could be hours before she would let it go. "Lucky guess, dear." Zack heard his mom heave a heavy sigh before she continued. "I know it's a bother, but I just wanted to give you and Terri a heads up. I'd hate for her to be caught by surprise. It will be uncomfortable enough as it is. I wish I could just toss them out on their asses, but you know your father, always a stickler for decorum. Plus, he has that merger that he's working on, which is probably why they felt as if they could come over unannounced and get away with it. Anyway, I still expect you two here on time. I look forward to seeing the woman who has captured your interest...and your heart." Zack could feel the smile spreading across his face. His mother was the very picture of a lady when she was out in public, but when she was at home, she wasn't afraid to be herself and let loose. Zack knew that if she could, his mom would toss those two out and she would probably try to sic the dogs on them as well. Then he thought about how uncomfortable the night was going to get and wished that she would get rid of the two. "How'd you know?" His mother had to be psychic or something. He hadn't talked to her about how he felt about Terri, and yet she knew. "Zachary, I'm your mother. Of course I know. It was a little obvious though when your father came home talking about how your desk was cluttered with pictures of some beautiful girl and that you can't take your eyes off them when you're at your desk, supposedly working." Zack could hear the smile in his mother's voice. "I guess you're right. She has gotten to me, but I don't know what I'm going to do about it." "Hrpm. You're going to bring her to dinner and let the rest of your family meet her. That's what you're going to do about it." "The rest of my family and Amanda's too." It was Zack's turn to sigh then. The night just got a little more complicated than he originally planned, he just hoped Terri wouldn't freak out about it. "Alright, mom. We'll be there, but make sure that Amanda is kept on her leash. I'd hate for Terri to show her what a real woman is made of." Zack listened to his mother's musical laugh. "I'll certainly try, although it might be a show worth watching." "Love you, mom." "Love you too, dearest." Terri found herself doing a balancing act as she tried to open the apartment door. She had hidden her outfit for the night over at Arthur's, partly because she didn't want Zack to make a big deal about it and partly because she needed Cathy's opinion on the ensemble. After they met the first time, they became fast friends and Terri was once again thrilled that Arthur had chosen someone that she could get along with. Arthur hadn't told her yet, but she had a sneaking suspicion that he was in love with Cathy. Terri just hoped that Arthur wouldn't let her get away, at least not without seeing where the relationship could really go. Terri smiled. All those months ago, it was Terri who was getting relationship advice from Arthur, now she was the one dispensing it. And, the best things was, she barely had to say anything. Because Arthur was so good at reading her faces and knowing what she was thinking, he almost always caught her silent 'Tell her already' look. Terri had finally gotten the door open and walked in to see Zack fidgeting on the couch. He was so cute when he was nervous. His hair was already messy and she could tell that he had been continuously sliding his fingers through it. But, then again, she loved the way he looked when his hair was all over the place. Bedhead became him. The forest green button down shirt he was wearing was one of her favorites and he was wearing the slacks that hugged his behind just right. Those pants made her salivate every time he walked past her. Yum. Terri calmed herself down, knowing that it wasn't the right time to rip his clothes off, but after they got back home...it was on. Terri walked over to Zack and placed a kiss on his forehead. He tilted his head up and she gladly placed her lips on his, kissing him softly before straightening up and walking back towards their room. Zack followed her. "How was your day, baby?" Terri made a noncommittal noise and continued to rifle through her closet, looking for her black pumps. She felt Zack come up behind her, rubbing his hard cock against her behind. She smiled to herself in the knowledge that a little thing like bending over could get Zack's engines going. She used that tactic a lot when she was in the mood for Zack to attack her. Terri gave him a look that clearly told him what he was in for later and then returned to looking for her shoes. She felt Zack move away and was slightly surprised by the sense of disappointment that welled up inside of her. Now was not the time for sex, it was time for her to meet Zack's parents, his brother and his wife. "My mom called a little while ago." Terri stood up and turned to look at Zack. "Oh yeah? What for?" Zack's face showed a mixture of regret and annoyance. "My ex, Amanda, and her father will be at dinner tonight. Apparently, they invited themselves and because my dad is still trying to work this merger, my mom couldn't ask them to leave." Terri's face twisted into a frown. "Your ex? The one that you were dating before me?" "That's the one. I guess she wants to see who I'm with now." Zack ran his hand through his hair again. "I'm sorry, Buttercup. I wish it didn't have to be this way." Terri shrugged. "It's ok. I just hope she won't be too disappointed when she sees that you've upgraded to the super deluxe model." Zack laughed and shook his head. "Well, go ahead and get ready. I'm dying to see what you're wearing tonight." Terri pointed to the bed and Zack turned to look. Terri had chosen a long, flowing, cerulean blue dress with a small black sweater to wear over her arms because the dress was sleeveless. The corner of Zack's mouth lifted into a smile. Terri was going to look stunning. "I'll leave you to it then. You've got an hour, Buttercup. Don't make me come in here after you." Zack left Terri to get ready with a wink. ~~~ Terri struggled to keep herself composed as they pulled up to the house. It was just a big and intimidating as she remembered, although it was definitely not as ominous the last time she was there. With a deep breath, Terri stepped out of the car and grabbed a hold of Zack's arm. At least she had him for support. They ascended the steps and Zack knocked before opening the door. "We're here!" He yelled out, knowing that everyone probably already realized that they were. Fantasy Man Ch. 08 Zack's mother appeared from a room that was off to the side of the massive foyer that they stood in. Terri smiled and took in the woman that gave birth to the best thing that had happened to her in a long time. His mother was a tall woman, standing about 5'9", with long blond hair falling to the middle of her back and sparkling blue eyes. Her smile reminded Terri of Zack's, accompanied by the same crinkles that formed at the corners of her eyes. Zack's father was the next to emerge. He, too, was tall, being around 6'3" or 6'4", Terri guessed that his father was responsible for Zack's height and his good looks. The man was put together right and Terri was oh so glad that his son was too. "Terri, I would like you to meet my parents, Melinda and Fred Smith. Mom, dad, this is Terri Hunter." Zack felt a strange swell of pride and he couldn't tell if it was because of his parents or because of Terri. It didn't matter, he was so glad that Terri was finally meeting his folks that he couldn't stop smiling. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. and Mrs. Smith." Terri said, feeling more at ease than she thought she could be in this situation. Melinda's smile had yet to dim as she gathered up Terri in a hug. "I'm so happy to meet you! I've wanted to meet you for some time now." Terri was surprised, but she took it in stride and returned the embrace before breaking away to shake Zack's father's hand. "Terri." His voice was gruff, but she could see that he was pleased. She gave him her best strong shake. Handshakes were important in the business world and told you a lot about a person. Terri wanted Fred to know that she was just as strong as Zack, but in her own way. The couple was ushered into the dining room, where everyone was taking their seat. Zack's brother, William, had just sat, but stood up again to shake Terri's hand as she was introduced. William's wife, Karen, greeted Terri with a nod. Mr. Garvey and his daughter, Amanda, offered Terri polite smiles, but said nothing in the way of greeting. 'Pompous asshole. I bet he's here to get Amanda back in Zack's good graces,' Terri thought to herself. She tried to keep her face from expressing her dislike for the pair, but she could feel herself flinch and hoped that no one noticed. Zack slid his arm around her in a show of support and leaned down to whisper in her ear, "If looks could kill, my sweet, we would be on our way to heaven right now." Terri giggled and took the seat that Zack pulled out for her before he sat down at her side. Dinner was brought out promptly and conversation began to pick up. Terri fielded the questions directed at her with ease and an air of confidence. She was going to show these people that she belonged in their world, with Zack, for as long as they were together. Not that she was as cool and confident as she seemed. She felt like a nervous wreck on the inside, but she wasn't going to let it stop her from impressing Zack's parents. Terri watched as Amanda seethed all through dinner. She wondered if Amanda was going to have a mental breakdown sometime that night and mentally made a list of things that she could do in the event of a mental lapse. Terri laughed to herself as she formulated plan A, which was to knock the bitch out. There needed not be a plan B, because plan A was going to be enough. "Terri, tell us how you met Zack," William asked. "Well, I delivered his pizza. That was when we first met. Then we met up again, quite by chance, at my second job. He came in over the next few weeks and we became good friends." "You work two jobs?" "Well, I work two now. When I met Zack, I was actually working three jobs. I worked on campus, at the pizza parlor and at a small coffee shop." William nodded as he listened to her answer. "So, Zack walked in and you two hit it off. Then what happened?" Zack smiled and took over. "Her bastard of an ex boyfriend was harassing her and she called me over to protect her. I willingly went and when I found out that she had a two bedroom apartment and no roommate, I jumped at the chance to get out of the house and out on my own. From there, things just started to happen." Melinda smiled at Zack before turning to Terri. She thought it prudent to change the subject, seeing as Amanda's father looked as if he was about to have a heart attack right there at the table. "So, Terri, what are you planning to do after you graduate?" The question posed by Melinda shook Terri out of her daydream about pounding Amanda's face into the ground. No, she wasn't jealous much. "Well, I've been interested in psychology for a long while, but it takes at least a PhD to do anything really meaningful in the field of psychology. So, it looks like I am in for another five to six years of schooling, but when all is said and done, I want to open my own practice." Fred nodded, glancing over at Melinda to gage her reaction to the answer. Melinda gave a slight nod to show her approval before she continued. "What about children? Do you plan on having any?" Melinda asked. Terri looked at Melinda, startled at the question. Zack nearly spit his food across the table. He couldn't believe his mom would ask her something like that at the table. Where was the tact that a hostess was supposed to exhibit? But, then again, Zack supposed, this was the first time he brought someone home that he was serious about. He hadn't really thought about it, but the idea of having kids with Terri was not as scary as he thought it would be. In fact, he wouldn't mind her having at least three of his kids. Zack's mind began to wander, trying to figure out what their children would look like. He hoped they would inherit a lot of their mother's wonderful features. "Well...I would love to have kids in the future, but probably not until after I finish my PhD," Terri replied. "Hmm...about 7 years from now. That's not that bad. You're still young and there's much in the world to experience," Melinda remarked before slicing more of the grilled chicken that sat on her plate. Terri smirked at Amanda's look of incredulity. Terri's look when the question was first asked might have echoed Amanda's if she hadn't prepared herself for such off the wall questions. She was sure that her own mother would have said the same thing if Zack was over her house. It was always about finding someone to settle down with and start raising a family, never mind the fact that she and Zack had only been officially dating for around 6 months. Although, Terri had to admit, Zack was pretty close to what she looked for in a guy that she would want to settle down with. With a little more training, he could be exactly what she was looking for. The rest of dinner went well and the group retired to the sitting room for after dinner cocktails. Terri abstained from drinking, just to keep a cool head about her. There was no telling what might come up and she wanted her brain to be ready to handle anything. Standing in the corner for the moment, taking a break from the conversations, she toyed with the straw in her soda, swirling the contents and watching the carbonation bubbles burst. "So, Terri, when did you start fucking Zack? Did you do it as soon as he moved in or did you wait a couple of nights?" Terri looked up from her drink, her eyes falling on the form of Amanda. She stood in front of her, her blond hair curled into ringlets that framed her heart-shaped face. Her blue eyes were narrowed and the smirk that accompanied the question made Terri want to smack the silly bitch. But, she wasn't there for Amanda. She was there for Zack, to meet his family and share in their night. She wasn't going to let Amanda goad her into looking foolish. Terri laughed. "No. Because he was a friend, I respected him as he respected me. And you know what, even though I never really met you, I respected you enough not to even consider anything with Zack until you were completely out of the picture." Amanda's sickeningly sweet smile was enough to let Terri know that something was up and she probably wasn't going to like it. "It's interesting that you say that you consider him a friend. Here I was, thinking that you only saw him as your sugar daddy or your own personal wallet. We all know that you're nothing but a two-bit golddigger, here for Zack's money. But, let me tell you honey, we see through that façade of yours and soon Zack will come to his senses and return to the person he really belongs with." Terri could feel her blood pressure rising. "And that would be you?" "Well...yes. It's definitely not you. You're just the whore that Zack chose to experiment with. I bet he's always wanted to sleep with a black girl, just to see what it's like. Many guys do. But, you're just the flavor of the month. After he's done trying you out, you're going to be put out on your sorry money grubbing ass." Terri could feel it coming. She could feel the 'neck rolling, finger in your face, about to beat a bitch down' Terri trying to emerge. If she had been anywhere else, she would have already told Amanda off. Hell, if she were only outside the house, she would have already taken off her earrings and shoes and told that bitch to prepare herself for the ass-whooping of a lifetime. But, because she was here in Zack's parents' house, she would handle herself accordingly. But it was hard. It was sooo hard not to give in and let Amanda have what was coming. Terri plastered a fake smile on her face and excused herself to the bathroom. Once inside, she carefully splashed water on her face, trying to cool off and calm down. She wanted to make a good impression on Zack's parents, so she came up with a game plan on how to keep her calm in the face of Amanda. Once she was sure she could make it without placing her foot in Amanda's flat ass, she returned to the sitting room. All eyes were on her, but she just smiled and walked over to Zack, taking her place at his side as he spoke to his brother. Soon after, Amanda walked over and stood on Zack's other side, her body coming dangerously close to pressing against Zack's. Terri shook her head. Apparently, Amanda had a death wish. Zack looked at Amanda briefly before moving closer to Terri and creating some distance between them. The night progressed without another hitch. Terri was never again alone, so Amanda didn't have another chance to corner her and say things that would only rile her up more. When the evening was over, Terri was glad. She had a good time, but she knew it would have been better if Amanda wasn't there. Terri just shrugged it off and chalked it up to desperation. They left the house, with both of them promising to come to another dinner in the future. They walked to the car, arm in arm. As Zack held the car door open for Terri, he smiled at her and said, "Terri, I...I'm so glad that you came tonight." Terri returned his smile. "I'm glad I came too. Your family is fantastic. I love your mom, she is so funny." Zack chuckled. "You don't know the half of it." Terri slid into the seat and breathed a sigh of relief. It was over and she only felt murderous a few times that night. All in all, it was positive and hopefully she made a good impression on Zack's family. After all, if all went well, they would be hers. Terri chuckled before looking over at Zack, who was starting up the car. He was a beautiful, amazing, and wonderful man. She was so lucky to have him and she would have to be a fool to let him go without a fight. Luckily, she was no fool. She was going to hold on to Zack for as long as she could. Zack smiled back at his Buttercup. But, as his eyes raked over her generous breasts and up to her full lips, his smile morphed into one that could only be classified as devilish. Oh, the things he was going to do to his Buttercup when he got her home. "Babe, I think you deserve a present for putting up with my family and Amanda." Terri recognized the fire in his eyes as the lust that he always felt for her, tempered with something else. "A present?" His deep chuckle caused her pussy to clench and become wet. "Yes, Buttercup. A present...for you...as soon as we get home." Fantasy Man Ch. 09 "Zack, put me down. You're being ridiculous," Terri protested as Zack carried her up the flight of stairs to her apartment. "No, sweet, I'm being the type of man that you deserve," Zack replied, nuzzling into her neck. "I hope this isn't my present. Because if it is, it's nice, but not what I was expecting." "And just what were you expecting, Buttercup?" Zack asked, pulling his face back with a mischievous grin on his face. Hopefully, she was expecting exactly what he was going to give her. "Umm, well, judging from the look that you gave me in the car, I was kind of expecting wild sex on various surfaces in the apartment." Terri could feel her cheeks heat as she thought about just what they could do on those surfaces. Surfaces like the kitchen counter, the dining room table, the couch...As the list went on, Terri could feel the moisture pooling between her legs. Zack knew how to put it down and do it so good that she was no good for the rest of the night. Zack let out a husky chuckle before speaking. "Oh, someone's feeling like being a naughty girl tonight. I like it." Zack supported Terri while she unlocked the door. He carried her into the house and closed the door with his foot. Terri reminded him that the door needed to be locked, so he twirled around, spinning quickly, so Terri was able to lock the door. Well, after she stopped holding on to him for dear life. "So are you going to put me down now, stud?" "No. I kind of like holding you in my arms. Plus, this way, you can't get away from me. I want to give you your present now." And to illustrate his point, he lowered her so that her rear end brushed his hard on. Terri smiled and bit her bottom lip. She never got over how well-endowed Zack was. It was long, thick and the man really knew how to use it. She didn't need him to be hung like a fucking horse, but it sure was one hell of a perk to being with him. She continued to hold on to him as he carried her to his room. After they had officially started dating, Zack had gotten rid of the old bed and upgraded to a king size canopy bed. Terri had teased him about it being a princess bed and had actually called him princess a few times, but after he grabbed her, tossed her into the bed, and showed her a few of the reasons he had for getting the bed, she held her tongue from then on. She especially loved it when he tied her up with some of her scarves and had his way with her. She wasn't a bondage chick, but the way he made her feel, desirable, beautiful, helpless and yet safe, well, it was an addictive combination. Or maybe she was just a kink and Zack was just able to discover the things that turned her on, things she didn't even know turned her on. Zack laid her down on his bed and climbed in after her. He couldn't decide what to do, jump her or go through with what he was planning. After looking at Terri and watching the rise and fall of her ample bosom, he knew that it would be over quickly if he was in charge. He had been on edge all night, watching Terri strut around in her dress. If he had his way with her, he would be in her right then and it would be a hard, fast coupling, with both of them screaming out their climaxes. But, as a present, he figured that the sex should last longer than 20 minutes and should include some foreplay. Zack gave Terri a cheeky smile before stripping out of his clothing, slowly. Terri's eyes greedily took in Zack's form, watching him peel the layers off until there was nothing left. Zack's cock pointed upwards, coming close to his belly button. He was so hard, mostly because of the way Terri was staring at him. She was hungry for his body and who was he to deny her a feast? Zack came back to lay beside Terri in the bed. He turned to her and looking into her expressive brown orbs, glazed over with desire, he said, "Your present is me, to do with what you will." Terri's eyes widened, at the sight of Zack laying there and looking extremely fuckable. She wanted to mount him right then and there, but she guessed what his intentions were. He wanted to draw their lovemaking out, even though she could tell he was itching to lay it down so hard the bed creaked and the neighbors called the cops for all of the screaming that would go on. Since Zack wanted to take it slow, she would oblige...and have some fun of her own. "What if I want to throw you out?" Zack frowned up at her before answering. "You mean fuck my brains out? Because that would be ok with me." Terri laughed. "In your dreams, Zack." "Every night, sweet, every night." A slow smile spread across Zack's face. "Why don't you show me what you think about at night, Buttercup." Terri arched an eyebrow. "What are you talking about?" Zack propped himself up on his elbow. "Don't think I haven't noticed...It's hard not to when you're making those amazing little sounds that I love so much. Although, I would probably appreciate them more if I was the one making you moan." Terri felt her face heat. He knew!?! Of course the bastard hadn't said anything. He just laid there all those nights and watched as Terri brought herself to orgasm, thinking about his cock and how she wanted it inside of her right then. Zack chuckled. "I love to watch you masturbate, Terri. It is one of the most sensual things that I have seen in a long time. Just looking at those long brown fingers of yours plugging up your hole and rubbing your clit gets me going. And to know that you're thinking of me, when I hear your little breathless pants and the way you say my name. Mmmm...Buttercup, you drive me wild. It'd be nice if you woke me up so I could play too, though." Terri punched Zack lightly in the arm. "I didn't want to wake you up. I was being nice." "Babe, anytime you need pleasure, feel free to wake me up, even if I'm just pretending to be asleep. I live to give you pleasure. I live to hear you say my name as you come." Zack paused to lick his plump pink lips. "Show me what you think about." Terri smirked. "I thought this was about me and what I wanted." "It is. And what better way to please you than to help you live out a fantasy? I can be your fantasy man and you can be my queen." Terri giggled. Fantasy man? Zack obviously didn't know that he had been her fantasy from the very moment that she laid eyes on him. He was always her fantasy man. Now he was her love. Terri smiled warmly at Zack. "I thought I already was your queen." Zack frowned at Terri. "You're thinking too much. Stop thinking and start doing before my cock breaks in half." Terri laughed and pushed Zack until he laid back down. Then she stood and undressed, letting her dress slip down her frame. She stood there, watching Zack's cock get even harder, before she began taking off her bra and black lace boy shorts. Zack loved her in them, mostly because he enjoyed the way her ass hung out at the bottom. Terri giggled as Zack's hand snaked down to grab a hold of his member. She turned and pushed her underwear down to the floor, spreading her legs slightly and giving Zack a view of her freshly shaved pussy. Zack growled, "You are such a little tease. Get over here and get on my cock." Terri stood upright. "No." Zack pouted. "No?" "No. You're mine to do with what I will. And what I want right now is to have you on your knees in front of me." Zack sighed before sliding to the floor. 'I should have just taken her. She's driving me crazy,' Zack thought as he came face to face with her dripping wet pussy. "Lick it." Zack smiled and then attacked her pussy. He lapped at it like a kitten with a bowl of cream. He quickly turned her around and sat her on the bed before spreading her legs more and diving in. Once again, Zack found himself lost in the sensation of being face down in the pussy of the woman that he loved. His tongue bathed her folds, teasing the little spot right by her clit that seemed to set her off the most. His fingers pumped in and out of her hole, tapping her spot every time his fingers plunged into her depths. Zack listened to Terri's yelps and moans, noting that they were getting louder and more disjointed. It was a sure sign that she was about to cum and cum hard. "Zack..." Terri whimpered. "I...I'm so close." Zack doubled his efforts, assaulting her clit with his lips and tongue. His fingers moved faster and he maneuvered his other hand so that he could insert a finger into Terri's tight little asshole. Terri bucked as she came, screaming out her pleasure. Zack watched as she came back down to earth. When Terri finally caught her breath, she lifted her head and looked down at Zack, who was still perched between her thighs. "Anything else, my queen?" Terri twisted her mouth up as she thought about what she wanted next. "Get your cute behind up here and put that hot cock in my mouth." "Your wish is my command, my queen." Zack hopped onto the bed and swung his body around so that his cock was lined up with Terri's mouth and his tongue was ready to delve back into the depths of her pussy. If he was going to get his cock sucked, there was no reason that he couldn't make it a mutually gratifying experience. Terri grabbed a pillow to help prop her head up and took part of Zack's meaty cock into her mouth. She often had trouble fitting the entire thing in her mouth, because it was so long, but she wasn't going to stop trying until she could deep throat Zack's monster with ease. Terri's moans were muffled by Zack's dick in her mouth, but the vibrations that it caused around Zack's cock made him crazy. Zack's tongue worked its way into Terri's hole and he gave her a demonstration of what he was going to do as soon as she gave him the go ahead. The more turned on he became, the more vigorous his attack on her pussy. Soon, Terri couldn't continue her loving ministrations. She had to let his cock fall from her mouth while she bellowed out her pleasure. She felt as if she was going to explode. As her orgasm built, she began to writhe beneath Zack. As it hit, Zack flipped over and took his place on top of her. "Buttercup, I need to be inside of you." Terri looked up at Zack, the raw desire in his eyes making her even wetter. She smiled as she took in the face of her lover. His blond hair was disheveled, but he wore his bedhead well. His blue eyes burned for her and her alone. His cupid's bow lips and his chin were ringed with her essence. Terri lifted her head, her tongue snaking out to taste herself on his face. Zack felt lightheaded at the feel of her tongue brushing across his lips. All the blood in his body felt like it was rushing to his cock. "Terri, please. Baby, I need to feel you cum around my cock," Zack whispered. His look turned from desire to desperation and Terri couldn't hold him off any longer. "Alright, baby. Bury that cock in me and give me your cum!" That was all it took. Zack lined his hard member up and plunged it into her. Terri shouted out and arched her back. Zack could feel her cumming and he couldn't help how pleased he felt. He pulled out until just the tip of his cock was still inside of his love and then he rammed it back into her. Over and over again, he plowed his lady love. He watched her expressive face as it told him just how much she was enjoying the way he was working her. He pushed into her from a number of different angles before he ground his penis into her, letting it graze her spot over and over. She came alive beneath him, cumming so hard that she nearly lifted him off of her as her body arched and bucked. Her mouth was open in a silent scream and Zack decided that she never looked as beautiful as she did right then...and he was the one who got to see it. She continued to buck until her orgasm subsided. As soon as it had, Zack was back to hammering her into the bed. The bed squeaked in protest, right before it began tapping out Zack's rhythm into the wall. Zack couldn't understand why he was so wound up, but it didn't matter. He was going to show Terri just how much he desired her body and if the wall needed a new paint job or the bed broke in the process, so be it. Terri could barely think. She could barely move her mouth to make the noises that spilt from her lips. Zack was voracious and she was loving every minute of it. Terri wrapped her legs around Zack's waist and hung on for dear life as he continued to pound into her, hard and fast. Because she was feeling a little masochistic, she panted out, "Faster, baby." Those two words were really all that she could manage and when Zack obliged her wish, she knew that speaking was probably out for the rest of the night. She was going to end up screaming herself hoarse. Zack could feel the orgasm that he was trying to hold off burst out of his cock and into Terri. His roar of completion was louder than Terri's final yell. Zack collapsed on top of Terri after the last of his cum was deposited inside of Terri's tight channel. She made a motion to hold him, but her arms fell weakly back to her sides. Zack smiled smugly. Another job well done as far as he was concerned. After a few minutes, Zack rolled off of Terri and gathered her up into his arms. Terri opened her eyes and spoke. "You have pleased your queen." Zack chuckled. "I do believe that is an understatement." Terri was going to protest, but that would have taken more energy than she had at the moment. Besides, the man deserved his due. He had taken her to heaven and back a couple of times. Terri snuggled up next to Zack. Zack breathed in her scent, one that was mixed with the aroma of sweat and sex, the one that he wanted to smell for the rest of his life. As much as it scared him that somehow the woman in his arms had wormed her way into his heart without really trying and that he was ready to commit to her for a lifetime, he knew that there was no one better for him. In fact, there was no one else for him. Terri Hunter was his life. He lived for her...and it was time to start telling her that. "Buttercup." "Mmm?" "I love you." Zack felt Terri stiffen against his chest and wondered if it was the wrong time to tell her. Maybe he should have waited until they were out of the bed and fully clothed. Zack was about to begin berating himself when he was interrupted. "I love you too, princess." Zack squeezed Terri tight, willing to overlook the princess part because the woman he loved had the same feelings as he did. He was willing, but he had to say something. "Princess? Doesn't that make this a bit incestuous, my queen?" Terri laughed. "You're such a pervert. You're obviously a princess from another land. We look nothing alike and I'm so much prettier than you." Zack gently bit Terri on the shoulder. "You are a lot prettier than I am, my queen, and I am the luckiest princess...er, I mean, prince in all the land to be able to be with a woman like you." "Damn straight. So do you really love me?" "Every day, all day. Probably since the moment I met you. I felt a spark then and there was something about you that just fired me up. Now my love is like a blazing inferno. It consumes me and I can't get enough of you." "So it was my fault that you broke up with Amanda?" Terri questioned, not sure if she wanted to hear the answer. She really didn't want to be that woman, even if it turned out to be the best thing that ever happened to her. "Yes and no, love. No, it's not your fault because it was bound to happen. I didn't really want to be with Amanda. I...How can I put this? I was using her to get off, but I never returned the favor, mostly because she cheated on me all the time. I never wanted to take the chance that she might give me something. I was holding on to her until something better came along and that something just happened to be you." Zack smiled down at Terri and traced her face with the tip of his finger. She really was beautiful. "I was selfish before, all my relationships were all about me, and now I know what it is to give all of myself in a relationship. You've helped me become a better person and I thank you for that. You're the one that I want to spend all of my time with...the rest of my life with. I love you, Terri. I was lost from the moment you delivered my pizza. So yea, it was your fault. It was your fault for being so amazing and loveable. I couldn't stay with her knowing that you were out there, waiting for me. I need you in my life, Terri, and now that I have you, I'm not letting you go." Terri could feel the tears streaming down her face. What Zack was saying was so sweet and exactly what she needed to hear. He wanted her...for the rest of his life. Was she ready for such a step? Maybe she was... "Are you asking me to marry you?" "Not officially. You'll know when I'm doing it for real, I just want you to know how I feel. I want to marry you sometime in the future. I want you to be the mother of my children. I want to take Viagra and try to get into your old wrinkly ass with my shriveled up cock when we're 90. That is my intent. I will never willingly be without you again." Terri was still laughing from the mental image of a 90 year-old Zack trying to get inside of her. Knowing him, he'd probably break her hip or something trying to pound into her pussy. She could feel the tears once again rolling down her face, but these were tears of joy, the tears that often came when she laughed too hard. In between fits of laughter, Terri proclaimed, "I love you, Zack. When you want to get hitched, just let me know, because my intent mirrors yours. I want to be with you for as long as you'll have me." Zack gathered Terri close and sighed. 'So, this is what it's like to be content. It feels nice to know that I don't have to look anymore. I have my soulmate right here.' Zack's smile grew as the thought entered his head. Terri's thoughts had turned from Zack to her future with Zack. They had only been dating for a short time, but somehow she knew that she was with the man that she would grow old with. As long as he didn't think that their getting married meant that she didn't have to work anymore, they would be fine. Terri knew that there were things that they needed to talk about, but for the moment, she would just revel in the feelings, the feeling of being thoroughly fucked and the feeling of being loved by the man that had been a part of her dreams for so long. She could worry about all the rest in the morning. Fantasy Man Ch. 10 Terri stood in the mirror, checking her makeup once again. She smoothed down a couple of stray eyebrow hairs and cursed herself for not getting them touched up. This was the day that she had been dreading for the past few weeks. "Terri, come on. Get out of there. I'm sure you look beautiful, so stop worrying," Zack called through the bathroom door. Terri felt the corners of her mouth turning downward. It was just like Zack to minimize a situation that felt momentous in Terri's mind. It would be the first time she and Zack made an appearance together as a couple in the high society circles that his mother ran in. Tonight was the annual charity ball and Terri knew that she had to make a good impression, at least for Melinda's sake if nothing else. "Zack, get the hell away from the door or when I do come out, you'll be sorry." Zack sighed and walked back towards the couch. He wished Terri wouldn't stress out about the dance. It was, after all, just a dance. Terri had blown it all out of proportion, talking about how she had to make a good impression. He wished that she realized that it didn't matter what anyone else thought about them, his parents had already given their blessing and there was nothing that was going to stop him from marrying her. She was the woman that he planned on spending the rest of his life with. But it was impossible to get her to change her mind about what tonight meant. As far as he was concerned, it was a chance for them to get out, see some of his old friends and have a good time. He supposed that once she was there, she'd calm down. If he had time, he'd throw her onto the bed and have his way with her, then she would be too exhausted to worry about what was going to happen. It had worked most days that week, but there just wasn't enough time, especially considering how long it was taking her to get ready. She would probably try to kill him if he messed up her hair, since she had spent hours at the beauty shop getting it done. When Terri finally emerged from the safety of the bathroom, Zack felt a wave of awe sweep over him. She seemed to glow in her gown, which molded to her large breasts and thin waist, then flared out as it got closer to the floor. The light blue dress had sequined designs that caught the light and made her look like an angel, an angel that he had no problem trying to corrupt. "Baby, you look beautiful. Absolutely amazing," Zack breathed. Terri gave him a saucy smile. " Did you ever doubt it?" Zack laughed, realizing that he had once again been holding his breath while taking in Terri's visage. Then thinking about tonight, he frowned. How long would he be able to last before he took Terri somewhere and ravished her? His eyes roamed the planes of her body again. Not very long, not long at all. *** Terri's eyes widened as she scanned her surroundings. This place was gorgeous. A row of large columns stood before her. She gaped as she passed between them and into the entrance of the hall, which was filled with crystal, marble and lace. Her heels clicked against the rose and white marble floor as she walked in. Rows of crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling and candelabras on the walls provided delicate lighting that helped set the mood. Terri walked into the ballroom and sighed. She was starting to feel like Cinderella, out of place, but glad to be there. The tables around the perimeter of the dance floor were draped in white tablecloths and golden dyed flowers in thin glass vases sat atop them, serving as centerpieces. While Terri was busy taking in her surroundings, Zack scanned the hall for people he knew and people he wanted to stay away from. While looking, he spotted his parents across the room. He watched as his father rose from his seat and made his way toward the bar that was stationed in the corner. Zack guided Terri over to the table where his mother was perched, looking very much like a queen herself. When Melinda saw the couple approaching, she rose, her face showing her joy at their arrival. Terri couldn't help but return the smile. Melinda was one of the easiest women to get along with and that was good, especially if Terri gave in and married Zack. She wouldn't have to worry about the mother drama that she had heard so much about. Melinda was wearing a gown that even J-Lo would be envious of. The dark blue dress had a deep V, reaching downwards to her navel. It was pulled together below her breasts by a delicate diamond design that reminded Terri of flower petals, reaching all the way around the dress. Melinda sported shoes that were lined in stones that matched her dress and Terri wouldn't be surprised if they were diamonds too. Melinda gathered them both up in a hug. "I'm so glad that you two could make it." "Well, it was tough getting Terri out of the bathroom, but I guess it takes time to look as beautiful as she does," Zack teased. Terri rolled her eyes. "I had to hide myself until the last possible minute so Zack wouldn't try anything. I know you tried to teach him how to be a gentleman, Melinda, but your son can be a total caveman sometimes." Melinda laughed. "I think he gets that from his father. I'm surprised I even made it here tonight." Zack grimaced. "Whoa there, Mom. I refuse to think about you and Dad doing anything other than playing bridge together. Stop before you make me puke at your fancy party." Melinda just shook her head. "Terri, come and let me introduce you to some friends of mine. Zack, you can come along if you promise to behave yourself." "I'll be on my best behavior if it means I can accompany the two most stunning women here. Hey, I'll even promise not to say anything smart-assed to your friend Pamela." "Pamela? Ha. What I would give to be able to take that woman out back and throttle her. You can say whatever the hell you want to her, just don't let me hear it or I'll be forced to apologize to that filthy whore." And with that, Melinda took Terri's hand and walked off, leaving Zack to trail behind the two. Before he could join them, his father rested a hand on his shoulder. Zack turned to regard him. "Dad?" Fred gave Zack a rueful smile. "Your mother is on a rampage tonight. Don't get caught in the crossfire or you'll be sorry." Zack shook his head. "What did you do?" Fred Smith shot his son a chagrined look before he laughed. Zack knew his mother too well. "I had the audacity to be hit on while talking to Donald Hemmingway. I was just finishing up pitching my idea of a merger between our two companies and Pam slips in, trying her hardest to keep her tits in that scrap of fabric that she's passing off as a dress. I'm thinking that she's there for Donnie, so I step back to leave them to it and the next thing I know she's pressing herself into me. Before I could even think about separating myself, there's your mother, staring at us, looking like she's about to blow." "I'm surprised you can still see out of both of your eyes, Dad." "So am I. I pushed Pam away and explained that I was happily married to a woman that could seduce me with a mere look and no amount of cleavage was going to get me to even think about doing anything with anybody else. And when Linda made her way over to us, Donnie was there to stand up for me. But, don't let your mom's behavior fool you. I'm in the doghouse and I'll be hearing about it when we get home." Zack chuckled and patted his dad on the back. "Good luck with that." It was Fred's turn to hake his head. "Smartass. Just you wait until your Terri sinks her claws into you and rips you a new one. Then it'll be my turn to laugh and you will get no sympathy from me at all. Now go catch up with your mother and try to keep her out of trouble." When Zack caught up with his mother and Terri, they were surrounded by a group of women, oohing and ahhing over their dresses and making introductions. He slid behind Terri, resting his hand on the curve of her hip. Zack listened to the women prattle on for a while before deciding that he had enough. "Ladies, I hate to do this, but this is our song and I just have to dance with Terri to it," Zack explained as he offered the crook of his arm to Terri. When she took it, he smiled, making his apologies again as they made their way to the dance floor. He pulled Terri into his body when they reached a moderately open spot on the floor, relishing the feel of her pressed against him. He knew that she could feel his manhood grinding into her and he wished that they were at home so that he could bury himself inside of her. He had just started taking his fantasy farther when Terri looked up at him. "Down, boy," Terri murmured. Zack chuckled. "See what you do to me? And then you tease me. You're such a cruel lady. I don't know how I even put up with the abuse." Terri rolled her eyes. "You seem to be holding your own just fine, Zack." A deep laugh escaped before he dipped his head to plant a soft kiss on Terri's lips. He lingered for a moment before pulling back. "You know, I don't think you actually know what you do to me, Terri Hunter. I think I may be addicted to you." "Well, good, because you're going to be hard pressed to get rid of me." "As if I would ever want to do that, Buttercup. That would be like wanting to get rid of my dick and heavens knows I'd do anything to keep that." Terri laughed. "So now I'm comparable to your penis. Thanks, Zack, thanks." "Hey, a man's cock is important to him. And I especially want to hold on to mine. I mean, how are we supposed to have kids if I'm without a dick?" Terri smiled at the thought of having kids with Zack. It was something that often crossed her mind, especially after the night when he finally told her that he loved her. But then she realized that they were in public, discussing Zack's cock. Terri immediately felt her face heat and she looked around for anyone who might have been close enough to hear. It was then that she finally saw him, standing over in a corner of the room with a perky brunette on his arm. It was him, Tyrell. Zack felt Terri stiffen in his arms. "What's going on, Buttercup? Did I scare you with my baby talk? I didn't mean that we had to have kids right..." Terri pressed a finger to Zack's mouth. "No, no. It's not that. Of course I want to have kids with you. It's just...Ty is here." "Where?" Zack looked in the direction that Terri had discreetly pointed. His gaze fell upon a tall man whose skin tone reminded him of caramel. His head was shaved bald and Zack could tell that his eyes were hazel or at least a very light brown from across the room. He was dressed to match his date, with a vest that complimented the unusual red of her dress. Zack could see why Terri had gone out with him. His shoulders were broad and Zack could tell that Ty was muscular, the type of guy that Terri seemed to like best. Zack could feel the anger starting to boil inside of him. Not because Tyrell was there, but more because he had caused Terri pain. It took all he had not to just walk over and deck the guy. Good thing he had some self-restraint, seeing as he had gotten his mother's quick temper. Tyrell had hurt someone precious to him. It had taken Zack a while before he could see the total trust in Terri's eyes when they started dating, and now that he had it, he knew how precious a thing it was. Zack couldn't understand how Tyrell could just throw away a gift like that. *** Across the room, Tyrell found himself asking a similar question. He had noticed Terri from the moment that she set foot in the room. His eyes had traveled from her dainty feet, up her curves, to settle on her lips. Those soft lips that were slightly parted as Terri took in her surroundings brought back more than a few memories and a flurry of carnal thoughts. Terri looked nothing short of radiant. Ty, fool that he may have been, was not stupid and knew that he had lost a good one when Terri walked out of his life. He was just thankful that he got another chance to find happiness with someone new. His gaze traveled to his current girlfriend, Heather. She was dressed to kill tonight in a gown that screamed sin as it clung to her 5'7" frame. Her dark hair was pinned up, with a few stray, curly ringlets falling into her pixyish face. Her emerald green eyes sparkled with amusement as she listened to one of her "friends" talk about some new type of lip gloss or something else like that. Ty knew Heather was just being nice because she didn't want her socialite circle to think badly of her or her family, but she should really draw the line somewhere. He'd hate for her to become shallow and vapid like the rest of the girls and he feared that they were killing her brain cells slowly with their mindless talk. Soon he would be subjected to her talking to him about her latest nail polish color instead of politics or education. It was her brain that attracted him to her the most, so Ty wanted it intact. Seeing Terri really took him back. Though it had been a while since they split, even the thought of that look that Terri gave him when she saw him with Simone, the way her eyes spoke of utter betrayal, still made his gut wrench. Of all the things he could have done...Terri didn't deserve it and Ty knew that he got just what he was asking for when she maced him all those months ago. Simone had sauntered into his life at a time when he was at his weakest. He was an intern at an upscale sports medicine clinic and while he enjoyed what he did, he was required to work some long hours. He barely saw Terri and when he did, it seemed that all they did was fight. He could admit, now, that he started most of the arguments and all of them seemed silly now. The day Simone came into the clinic with her aging father and his newest trophy wife, he and Terri had traded some particularly harsh words, fueled by his sexual frustration. Terri had a good point, how was she supposed to satisfy him when he was always working, but he wasn't going to admit it. His anger, in the end, had become his weakness. Simone had simply sauntered up to him, flipped her lengthy blond hair over her shoulder, and smiled. "Hi there, Doctor. I'm Simone Harrison," she purred softly. While making her introduction, she had leaned forward, making sure that she was flashing copious amounts of cleavage, barely contained by the too small shirt she was wearing. Her icy blue eyes seemed to bore into him as he tried hard not to stare down her shirt. But, the smile that she gave him as he greeted the rest of her family spoke volumes. It told him that she was available, that she was interested in him, and that she was ready, willing and able to take anything that he could give her. While he thought of Terri as his china doll, something fragile to be treasured and treated well, this girl that stood in front of him was begging to be taken any and every which way, the dirtier, the better. "I'm just an intern, but my name is Tyrell Butler." "Well, Mr. Butler, it is quite lovely to meet you. I hope to be able to see a lot more of you in these coming weeks. My father is going to have to have quite a bit of therapy." She gave him that smile again and paired it with a wink. Tyrell's supervisor, Dr. Thomas, escorted the family into one of the rooms to show them the various machines and devices that he would utilize during the course of Mr. Harrison's therapy. Simone made sure to hang back so she could walk next to Ty. He looked over at her as he followed along, only to be greeted by flashes of her creamy breast as she tugged her shirt down for his benefit. She followed that up with slowly licking her lips and somehow "accidentally" brushing up against his crotch. Tyrell couldn't help himself, the long hiatus from having sex with Terri paired with an attractive woman going out of her way to offer her body to him caused his dick to begin to plump up in his pants. As he took his regular seat to observe the beginning of the treatment, Tyrell could only seem to think about all the things he'd like to do to Simone when he should have been concentrating on his supervisor. He tried to focus in on his supervisor's technique as he slowly massaged Mr. Harrison's arm and shoulder, but he couldn't stop thinking about rubbing his dick all over Simone's tits. When he tried to push the image out of his mind, more graphic ones popped up in its place. In the end, he had excused himself from her father's physical therapy session and gone to the bathroom, where Simone promptly joined him and gave him the blowjob his body had been craving for over a week. From that day on, whenever Simone came in with her dad, she made sure to lave Ty's cock with her tongue and massage his balls until he damn near blew his head off. Simone was also willing to spread her legs for him when he asked, wherever they were. They did not get together outside of the clinic too often, because Ty didn't want Terri finding out about his affair, but when they did, Simone made sure that he was well taken care of. It was thrilling. But, at home, Ty found himself starting even more fights with Terri. He told himself then that it was because she was always nagging him, but deep down he knew it was because he was feeling so guilty. The day that his straying bit him in the ass began like any other day that Simone's father had therapy. Ty sat at his desk at half-mast most of the morning, waiting for Mr. Harrison's appointment time. He had been sleeping with Simone for almost two months and he was trying to convince her to let him put it in her ass. Anal sex was something that he wanted to try, but didn't want to do with Terri. It seemed almost too dirty for his sweet china doll. That fateful day, Simone had walked in wearing a candy apple red, skintight dress, one that left little to the imagination and matched her lipstick and her nails. After her father was shown to the therapy room, Ty gave her a predatory smile and beckoned her over with a flick of his index finger. She came to him and wrapped her arms around him, whispering the words he had been waiting to hear, "My ass is yours, lover. Why don't you come over tonight and claim it?" Ty thought he would cream his pants. Instead, he pulled her closer and planted a kiss on her lips, one that would let her know just what was in store for her later. When he pulled himself away, his eyes fell on the form of one destroyed girlfriend and he knew that he had messed up. Ty pulled away from Simone and chased after Terri, only to receive a slap in the face. She told him that she had come to apologize for being so cold to him, only to see him in the arms of another woman. Terri was crushed and though he would do anything to take back that moment and even those months, there was nothing he could do, the damage was done. He had to go back to work, but he knew that when he went home, things were not going to be the same. Ty found all of his things in a pile outside the apartment door when he arrived home that night. He noticed the little pieces of plastic that littered the clothes in one of the baskets Terri had set out. She had cut up their credit cards. Shit. Ty sighed, trying to fit his key into the door. When it wouldn't go in all the way, Tyrell knew that Terri was serious. She even took the time to have the locks changed. He wondered if there was anyway to reconcile. It seemed impossible, but he was willing to try. "Terri, baby, please open the door." His pleas were met with silence. "We need to talk. I can explain. I won't insult you by telling you that it wasn't what you thought, but it's different...I'm not saying I wasn't wrong, but I need you. You're my doll, she's nothing to me." He tried a different approach. "Terri, I was wrong. I cheated, the one thing that I know you can't stand. But, we've been fighting all the time and I was frustrated. I was weak. I admit that. But, baby, I need you. I love...being with you. I don't know what I'll do without you in my life. I always came home to you. No matter what, I've come home to you every night. Doesn't that count for something?" Ty couldn't believe how close he was to saying that he loved her. Well, he did, but he wasn't IN love with her, which is what those three little words would imply. He couldn't lie to her now, when she was so angry and he had spent months deceiving her. Fantasy Man Ch. 10 Tyrell couldn't remember how long he stood outside the door, wishing that he hadn't cheated, that she hadn't caught him, pleading with her to open the door and hear him out. Finally, he had given up and gone to a friend's place to spend the night. He came back the next morning, hoping that she wasn't as angry, only to be maced and kneed in the balls for his trouble. Ty shook his head in disgust as he remembered how he had decided to try a real relationship with Simone. He had made an effort to see more of her, trying to ask her out on real dates instead of calling her up to hook up in the back of his truck or in the park outside her penthouse apartment. Unfortunately, when she realized that he was no longer attached and looking to get serious, she kicked him to the curb with a quickness. It was another week after that before he could bring himself to show up at Terri's to try to ask for forgiveness again. His knocks went unnoticed, or perhaps she simply was ignoring them. The next day, he walked by and spied the flowers he left on Terri's doorstep in the garbage can, along with the note he had tied to it, which was unopened. It had taken Ty a while to get it, that Terri had moved on. But, he got the picture loud and clear when he ended up in the back of a police cruiser. Of course, he shouldn't have shown up drunk, but he didn't think she would call the police. Ty thought she would just ignore him like she usually did. The incident caused him to take a long, hard look at himself and fix the things that needed to be fixed, so that the next time he was in a relationship, he could be in it whole-heartedly. The trip down memory lane brought him to the point where he had met his Heather. Ty smiled as he thought of how he came across her at a conference that he was attending with his supervisor. She was there with her father, who was a big name in the physical therapy world. His company was responsible for many of the newest equipment that therapists used. Ty had gone to the hotel's bar to relax after a long day of tedious talks and demonstrations and there she was, Heather, perched on a bar stool, sipping some kind of fruity drink. The way her lips were pursed together as she took a drink made his cock stir. Her long dark hair was swept over one shoulder, just as her bangs fell across one eye. When he approached her and sat next to her, she glanced over in his direction and smiled. That was all it took. He introduced himself and the conversation seemed to flow. She was highly intelligent as well as beautiful, and that was something that Ty valued highly, especially now that he was done looking for booty in all the wrong places. They had begun dating soon after and Ty could only thank the Lord for giving him a second chance at love. *** "Do you want me to get rid of him? I do have that kind of sway, you know. I'm a pretty big deal," Zack asked Terri, half joking, but fully willing to have Tyrell escorted out of the building. Terri laughed. "Ok, there, Mr. Big Deal. Don't get too carried away. He can stay." "You sure, Buttercup?" Terri gazed up and got lost in the blue of Zack's eyes. My, he was gorgeous. "Yes I'm sure. He's no longer a concern of mine. I was just surprised to see him here. Who do you think he's with? I hope he's not here with that blond he stepped out on me with. Not because I care, but because that shit is disrespectful." A chuckle rumbled in Zack's chest. "Disrespectful, eh? Are you sure you don't care? Because it seems like you're a little worked up over this." Terri growled. "Shut up." Zack couldn't help the laugh that spilled from his lips. "I love you, Buttercup. And I really love the way you get riled up so easily." Zack turned his head back in the direction of Tyrell. "He's here with the lovely Heather Heartly-Bennett. Her dad is big in the physical therapy world, it's how her family made their money. She seemed like a nice girl when I met her and, hey, here's a plus, she's not blond." "Ha ha, Zack. You know, I don't know why I even talk to you sometimes." Terri turned her attention back to dancing...and the feel of Zack's body as it slowly moved with hers. Zack leaned over, nuzzling Terri's neck with his nose. "I love you, Terri. I will never deliberately hurt you like that. You're mine and I'm going to make sure I never give you a reason to leave me." Terri sighed. "I hope not. I kind of like being with you, even when you're sitting on your ass, eating bonbons and shit." Zack scowled. "I do not eat bonbons. And you know you love my ass, I've seen the way you stare at it." Terri laughed while Zack spun her. She loved the way he twirled her around, taking charge and making her feel like the belle of the ball. He dipped her, a hand quickly snaking up her belly to brush across her breast before he returned her to her upright position. Zack couldn't help himself, she was just so delicious looking in her dress. "Hey, Buttercup, you want to go find somewhere to make out? I want to spend some time reacquainting myself with your lips and perhaps some other parts of your anatomy." It was Terri's turn to scowl then. "Don't you think of anything else, you perv?" "I did before I started dating you." "I'm going to the bathroom. I'll let you get yourself under control. Your mom will probably appreciate it if we don't rip each other's clothes off here, which is what will happen if we go somewhere to make out. I know you, Zachary Smith, and you are up to no good." The look that Zack gave her was downright devious. He gathered her close and whispered softly into her ear, "I'll let you go for now. I should probably check in with Mom anyway. But, you hurry back. I've got about another half an hour in me. But, after that I am taking you home, ripping this dress off and taking you on the kitchen counter. From there, we're going on a tour of the apartment. So, prepare yourself." Terri felt her pussy jump at the thought. Oh, so Zack was feeling that way tonight. Terri smiled as her panties became damp. That half an hour was going to go so slow, now that she was looking forward to returning to the apartment. With a stifled moan, Terri pulled away from Zack and walked toward the bathroom. Zack watched her go. Man, he loved Terri Hunter...and the way her ass swayed as she walked. He adjusted himself discreetly and began to look for his mother. A swish of midnight blue fabric disappearing down the corridor that led to the patio had Zack heading in that direction. He planned on checking in with his mom, just to let her know that he and Terri were going to be leaving soon, and then finding Terri. He wanted her back in his arms, where she belonged. As Zack made his way through the hallway, he was greeted with the sight of Amanda and another blond heading toward him. He fought the urge to turn and walk the other way, determined not to let Amanda have any sort of control over him, and continued on his path toward the patio. Zack could tell the moment that Amanda spotted him. Her entire demeanor changed and from that, he knew things were about to get interesting. It was then that he realized who was accompanying Amanda, it was none other than Simone Harrison. She was a well-known whore. Zack wondered when Amanda started hanging out with her, though maybe their friendship could explain Amanda's constant sleeping around. Amanda gave him a slight wave and slinked towards him. Zack supposed that she was trying to look sexy, but after being with Terri, who didn't even have to try, it was useless. She stopped within a few feet of him and smiled. "Zack, hi! I see you've finally ditched your little...friend," she said, her distaste for Terri evident in her voice. "Well, if it isn't Tramp One and Tramp Two. I didn't know you traveled in packs. Doesn't that cut down on your success at screwing unsuspecting guys or do you two have some kind of two-for-one sale?" Zack retorted. Both women looked indignant at his comments and Zack could tell that things were about to get ugly. 'Why didn't I keep my big mouth shut?' he thought to himself before mentally preparing himself for the onslaught. Simone stomped off in a huff, but Amanda stood poised to go to war. "You know, I've been nothing but nice to you and your black whore and this is how you treat me?" Amanda watched as her words struck a chord in Zack. His entire body seemed to stiffen. "Amanda, I'm warning you now. Don't you dare call Terri out of her name again," Zack growled. "Terri? That no good, gold-digging hood rat? I have many words to describe her and none of them are her name." Zack decided to be the better person and walk away, especially since he was starting to see what Terri meant by wanting to slap the taste out of someone's mouth. He was always kind of baffled by the phrase, kind of like he didn't get 'falling out', which was apparently the same as fainting, but now, now he got it. As he shoved past Amanda, she spun around and unleashed as much ugliness as she could, calling Terri all sorts of names. Zack stopped in his tracks and turned slowly, willing himself not to hit Amanda. He was a gentleman and real men didn't hit women, but oh, he was sorely tempted. He glowered at Amanda, while her face contorted into a mask of rage and jealousy. Just as Zack opened him mouth to give Amanda piece of his mind, his brain registered the sound of a hand connecting with flesh. He watched as Amanda's head twisted sharply to the side and he could see the handprint starting to form on her face. He looked to the side, expecting Terri to be there, looking like an avenging angel, ready to unleash hell. "Mom?" Zack couldn't believe his eyes. "Zachary, were you really going to stand there and let this girl spew that filth?" Melinda had drawn herself up to her full height and stood staring down at Amanda, who was holding her face gingerly. Melinda stepped closer to Amanda, watching as she cowered in her presence. "Listen here, girl. If you ever say another ill word about MY future daughter in my presence, I swear to God I will try my best to knock some of your teeth out. Maybe that will teach you to keep your damn mouth shut." Zack tried to hold his laughter in as he watched Amanda scurry away, stunned that Melinda had actually laid a hand on her. "Way to go, Mom." Melinda harrumphed as she watched Amanda rushing across the floor towards the exit. "That conniving little slut...I'm tired of these half dressed floozies thinking that they can just waltz over to any man and take him. I won't have her disrespecting Terri any more than she already has. Amana needed to be taught a lesson and I would like to think she's learned it." Zack could only stare at his mother in awe. She was so amazing and he was damn sure proud to be her son. "So...future daughter, huh?" Melinda shot him a look. "You aren't thinking of letting her get away, are you?" "Hell no, but aren't you jumping the gun a bit?" "Zack, you better have ring picked out and on that girl's finger soon. I'd hate to see her snatched up by some other handsome guy and if you wait too long, she will be." His heart seized at the thought. "She's mine and she knows it. I'm the only one for her and she's my heart. She knows how I feel." "Does she?" Zack answered with an emphatic, "Yes." "Well, I'm glad you're not a complete idiot," Melinda said as she brushed an errant tuft of hair off of Zack's forehead. "I was worried about you, but you've finally grown up and become the man that I knew you could be. Continue to make me proud...and in a few years, do you think you can work on making me some grandchildren?" Zack laughed. "I'll try. Speaking of making grandkids, Terri and I are out of here in a bit." Melinda just shook her head, her son was just like his father in that way. Always thinking about sex and the quickest way to get it from the women they loved. As if he heard her thoughts, Fred walked up behind her and wrapped his long arms around her and planted a kiss on her neck. "Causing trouble in here, minx?" Fred questioned, his voice muffled by Melinda's neck. Zack regarded his parents with a look of disgust. "Eww, Dad, save it for the bedroom. Don't scar me at such a young and sensitive age." Fred glared at his son. "Go find your own woman and leave me to mine. You're old enough now to handle it and if you're not, tough." Zack threw up his hands in exasperation. "Fine, fine. I'm out of here. Far be it for me to try to spend time with my parents. I'll see you guys next week for dinner." Zack briefly thought about waiting for a reply, but his parents were far too busy devouring each other with their eyes to pay any attention to him. He ventured back out onto the dance floor and looked for Terri around the room. He saw her sitting at a table, nursing a glass of water. She was lovely, even when she sulked. Terri turned just in time to see Zack walking toward her. His tux fit him perfectly, highlighting all the right places, like his crotch and his muscular arms. Yum. She was one lucky girl to be able to go home with such a handsome man. "Buttercup, you'll never guess what just happened. I'll tell you in the car. Get your stuff, it's time to go." Zack ignored her skeptical look and continued on. "Our half-hour is up. Where's your scarf or whatever that thing is called?" Terri just stared at him. What in the world had lit the fire under his butt? It hadn't been anywhere close to thirty minutes. "Zack, we have to say goodbye to your parents first." "Already done. Besides, those two wouldn't hear us anyway. They're too busy eye-fucking each other to pay us any mind. So, you ready?" Terri could only nod and gather her things. While she was picking up her purse, Zack leaned over her and whispered, "I've changed my mind. Panties off, dress on." With the amount of moisture that Terri felt pooling in her underwear, they wouldn't be doing her any good anyway. Zack knew how to push all her buttons in just the right way. As they were leaving the party, Terri felt a hand on her shoulder. She turned around to see who it was, totally prepared to defend herself in the case of Amanda, but was surprised to see Tyrell standing there. She was caught so off-guard that she didn't hear what he said at first. "I'm sorry, what?" "Terri, I'm sorry. I was a fool for hurting you the way I did. I've learned my lesson, thought it took a can of mace and a ride in a police car to get it. Thank you for that, for showing me how wrong I was. I hope that I am as happy as you are in the future." He smiled down at Heather, who stood proudly by his side. Terri looked up at him and took a deep breath. As she let it out, she felt a sense of peace roll over her. Closure. She hadn't realized that she needed it, but apparently she did and she was thankful that Tyrell was offering it to her freely. She suspected that he needed it as much as she. "You're welcome. And thank you." She gave him a genuinely bright smile. "Be happy, Tyrell. I wish you much success in the future." And with that Terri returned to Zack. Zack nodded his head in Tyrell and Heather's direction before leading Terri out into the night. Fantasy Man Ch. 11 Amanda looked into her rearview mirror and adjusted an errant strand of her golden hair. She had just come from the hairdresser and didn't want a hair out of place. She was about to make her grand entrance and she wanted to look good. The valet opened the door to her little convertible and she stepped out, taking his hand and smiling when she noticed his eyes drifting downward. Yes, she had outdone herself tonight. Her hair was immaculately done, swept up into a neat bun at the back of her neck, her jewelry shone brightly in the artificial lights that lit the outdoor marquis tent, and her little white one-shouldered dress hugged every curve of her body and came to rest just above her knees. She finished off the look with a pair of killer white open-toe stilettos. With a wink, she handed her keys to the valet and strutted into the marquis. The engagement party was being thrown in honor of Heather Heartly-Bennett and her fiancé, Tyrell. They had recently gotten engaged and were planning on getting married within the next month. A short engagement period followed by a quick wedding, all the signs were pointing to pregnant out of wedlock in Amanda's mind. Of course, no one would comment in polite company, but behind their backs, there were all sorts of rumors flying. Nothing like a shotgun wedding to get the gossips fired up. Amanda scanned the crowd and quickly spotted her friends, Winifred and Margery, and walked over to them. Amanda greeted each one with a peck on the cheek and a smile. "Winnie, you look stunning in that dress," Amanda said, paying her the proper compliment. Truthfully, she thought Winnie looked frumpy in the white chiffon dress that covered her from neck to mid-calf. It was too loose to show off any of Winifred's body and tonight was definitely the night to show some skin. "Why thank you, Mandy. And may I say that you are a knockout in yours. I mean, the way it clings, you'll have every man in here after you tonight," Winnie returned. "Oh, thank you, Winnie. I do try, though there's only one man's eye I'm interested in catching tonight." Margery spoke up, "You can't mean Zack Smith. It's been years since you were together and he's still with Terri." Amanda shot her a glare. "I've been waiting patiently for Zack to come to his senses and leave that black bitch once and for all, but he seems to need a little reminder about what he's lost. I mean, I saw Terri last week, and I have seen first hand that she has really let herself go. I could barely believe it. But, her gain is my gain." Winifred tittered. "Has she really gained much weight? She was pretty curvy to begin with. Weight gain is a slippery slope I hear." Amanda grinned. "She looks like the frickin' Michelin man." They shared a laugh before moving on to other topics, though Amanda kept bringing the conversation back to how she was going to bring Zack to his knees. She politely listened while Winifred expounded on her tumultuous relationship with Davin, whose father owned a chain of hotels. Margery was still on the lookout for Mr. Right and was saving herself for marriage. Amanda often found herself wanting to gag when Margery started talking about purity and such. At least Winnie's stories about what she and Davin got up to were pretty salacious and were on the same level as her own exploits. Lately, her father had been pushing her attentions on a man named Javier Garcia, who was the son of a wealthy business owner over in Spain somewhere. Amanda often tuned out when her father was discussing his business plans that involved her getting together with someone's son. She knew the deal, she didn't need to know more than whether or not the guy was hot and willing to buy her things. Besides, it never actually mattered. She was intent on winning Zack back and until she had her chance at convincing him that they were supposed to be together, she wouldn't settle for anyone else. When she actually thought about it though, her pursuing Zack had more to do with the way her father had reacted than any true desire she had to be with him. After Zack had broken it off with her, his father had come to her own shortly afterward to say that Zack had come to him and explained that it had been her infidelity in their relationship that ended it all. Mr. Smith had declared the business partnership through marriage over and laid out a plan to merge the companies through other means, even though it meant they had to negotiate the division of the company's income and assets between the two families instead of having it all go to the family created by her and Zack. Her father could do nothing but go along with it, since Amanda was in the wrong. Amanda winced as she remembered how her father had snapped as soon as Mr. Smith had left the office. His entire face had gone red, the veins in his forehead throbbed and then he had let lose with his tirade. He had called her a whore, a slut and told her she was no better than her mother, who had left the two of them for some famous tennis player. Her father had demanded that she try to get Zack back by whatever means necessary. He had even finagled an invite to the dinner where Terri was going to meet Zack's family for the first time. He wanted to see Amanda's competition. Amanda didn't mind until she was faced with the seemingly immediate acceptance of Terri into Zack's family. His mother had only greeted Amanda with polite smiles throughout their relationship, but by the end of the night, she was hugging Terri and inviting her to their weekly family dinners. They had even spoken about children! Amanda found herself becoming increasingly jealous of their relationship, even though she had resigned herself to moving on and finding someone new. The final straw, the moment that pushed her into her relentless pursuit of Zack, was when her father had turned to her in their limo and told her that Zack had obviously found a faithful, loyal woman and that she didn't stand a chance of getting him back. The very next day, he started talking about branching out his business prospects and asked her opinion on somebody else's son. Amanda told him she wasn't interested in moving on just yet, but her father kept insisting it was a lost cause. The more he urged her to consider other men, the more stubborn she became on the Zack issue. She wanted to prove to him that she was a good woman, one that was better than Terri. But the harder she tried, the further away from her end goal she seemed. Three years later, she wasn't any closer to stealing Zack away, but perhaps tonight would be the night. When Zack entered the marquis with Terri, Amanda preened. Terri was wearing something tantamount to a potato sack. The dress, with its empire waistline, hugged her generous bosom before fanning out and sweeping the floor. Amanda noted that Terri had paired her white dress with a pair of red strappy heels that showed off the tone in her legs when her dress parted at the high slit as she walked. It was a risk, wearing red to a white party, but the splash of color made her outfit pop. Amanda was impressed, not that she would tell anyone that. Margery spotted the couple at the same time and commented. "There's your man...with his woman. I don't know, Mandy. I don't think you're going to be able to win him away from her. Zack seems like he's in it for the long haul." "Nonsense. Come with me and watch me work," Amanda stated as she headed for the couple. Winifred and Margery flanked her as she walked towards the pair. She made sure to put a little extra bounce in her walk, to call attention to her assets. Luckily, Zack and Terri were talking to the newly engaged couple, so it gave Amanda the perfect excuse to intrude. "Heather! Tyrell! Congratulations! What a beautiful party you've thrown," Amanda called out when they were close enough. The small group's attention turned to her and her companions. She waited a beat and then added, "Zack, how lovely to see you tonight. You too, Terri." She pitched her voice just right, letting them know that the greeting she gave to Terri was almost an afterthought. Amanda mentally patted herself on the back for giving such a masterful performance. It was going just the way she wanted it to so far. Heather smiled, though it was clear that it was forced. "Amanda, hello! I'm so glad you all could make it." Heather greeted each of them with the requisite kiss on each cheek before returning to her fiancé's arms. "Margery, you must tell me where you got your dress. I love it," Heather said. "Actually, I made it myself. It took me hours to attach all the crystals," Margery replied with a blush. She worked in a boutique on the weekends, not because she needed to, but because she loved it and it helped her come up with ideas that she used to design and make her own clothes. Her dress was a white Grecian inspired dress that fell to the floor. The straps, which crisscrossed her back, were lined with crystals. "Well, we simply must talk about you designing me something to wear at the reception. I don't know if that's doable for you, but I must own something of yours before you hit it big," Heather continued. While Margery and Heather began to talk about dress designs, Amanda turned her attention back to Zack. He had his arm wrapped around Terri's back and was whispering into her ear. "Zack, I haven't seen you in such a long time. You must tell me how you've been," Amanda purred. Zack pulled his attention away from Terri momentarily. He opened his mouth to speak, but paused as a slow song came on over the sound system. "Maybe later. Right now, I've got to have a dance with Terri. This is our song." Amanda could only watch, the rage boiling up inside her as Zack took Terri to the dance floor and began swaying with her gently. She saw how lovingly Zack gazed into Terri's eyes and wondered briefly if she was wasting her time. It wasn't as if she actually wanted to be with Zack, she was merely trying to restore some of her wounded pride at the fact that Zack had broken up with her and her father blamed her for it. She had once thought Terri to be nothing more than a passing fancy, but they were still going strong. No matter. Once Zack took a good look at her body and started comparing it to Terri's, he would come back to her, if only for a night, a night that she could then use to break up Zack and Terri's relationship. She would bide her time and make her move when the time was right. _ _ _ _ Zack watched as Terri sauntered off towards the toilets in the main house that the marquis was stationed behind. He had wanted to go with her, but Terri knew him well enough to know that if he followed her, raunchy sex in the bathroom wasn't far behind. And even though it would be highly satisfying, Terri would probably find it embarrassing if they were caught having sex at her ex-boyfriend's engagement party. Instead, he headed towards the bar. As he leaned against it and surveyed the party with a cold beer in his hand, Zack grinned. The past year had been amazing for him and Terri and the coming year only promised to get better. The slim hand that slid over his shoulder while he was in the middle of daydreaming about the future wasn't unexpected. He knew that at some point, Amanda would make her move. For some reason, she just couldn't take no for an answer. He turned, shaking the hand off and facing Amanda. "Amanda, how can I help you?" "You can help me by telling me where we went wrong. We were so good together, Zack. We could be that good again." Zack gave her a thin smile. "Sorry to tell you this, Amanda, but what we had is nothing compared to what I've found with Terri. I would never give that up to be with you." "Never say never, Zack. Your precious Terri is obviously letting herself go and soon you're going to wish that you had chosen all of this over...that." Zack laughed. "No, it's definitely never, Amanda. It's been over three years, I think you should focus on trying to move on and find your own happiness." Amanda growled as Zack walked away. How dare he reject her again! She marched after him, intent on confronting him again, when she saw him gather Terri up in his arms. She was just close enough to hear his soft words meant for Terri's ears only. "How are you and our baby, my sweet wife?" Amanda felt the floor sway beneath her feet. Wife? Baby? How had she not heard about Zack and Terri getting married? They would have had a big wedding, right? "Married?" Amanda hadn't realized that she spoke aloud until Zack turned with Terri in his arms. "Yeah. We've been married for 6 months now. I would have thought you would have heard about it. Winnie and Margery were there with their families," Zack responded, a look of pity in his eyes. "Baby?" Terri smiled. "It's still early days, I'll be 4 months on Friday. Our little one is a bit of a surprise, but we are thrilled. I can't wait to be a mommy," Terri answered, her hands gently cradling the small bump that the dress was hiding. Amanda felt her throat closing. She wanted to scream. All those years of waiting, her life on hold, and for what? She had nothing to show for her efforts and now it was less likely that she ever would. Instead of giving in to her urge to grab Terri and swing her around by her hair, Amanda managed a smile. "Congratulations." She turned and walked away, heading straight for the bar. "Give me a double Jack and Coke." Winnie and Margery found her by the bar, four drinks later. "How could you keep this from me? You let me go on and on about my plans and, the entire time, you knew that Zack was married." "I told you he had moved on, Mandy. I just wanted to spare your feelings for a bit longer. I figured you would have given up by now," Margery stated. "We didn't know about the baby, but I suppose it makes sense. All the weight you said she gained must be baby weight. I did suspect she was pregnant when you mentioned she had ballooned," Winnie added. "That's so exciting for them! I know Terri was planning on waiting a few more years, but I bet Zack wasted no time sweet talking her into giving up the birth control after their wedding," Margery responded. "For Zack, I'd give up my waistline and have a passel of kids. I bet he really puts it down in bed," Winnie added, staring at Zack across the room, watching as he ground against Terri while they danced. "Fuck you both. Fuck you and fuck you. If I see any of you again, it will be too soon." Amanda pushed away from the bar, staggering toward the exit, intent on leaving before the drinking convinced her to let her feelings fly. _ _ _ _ Terri and Zack watched as Amanda stumbled out of the marquis. "I feel a little bit bad for her, babe. She had no idea that we had gotten married," Terri said. Zack wrapped his arms around her once more, pulling her close to his body. "I didn't realize that no one had told her we were married. I mean, her father sent us a gift. You think he would have said something to her." "Maybe he didn't know she was still after you." Zack shook his head. "Well, I don't think she'll be hounding me so much after tonight. I hope Winnie and Margery straighten her out." "They did promise to have a word." "Enough about Amanda. How are you feeling, Buttercup?" "I'm fine, Zack. I told you earlier that the nausea has eased off a bit. There's no need to worry about me." "It's my job to look after you and our little rainbow. It's hard not to worry." Terri's smile was full of understanding and love. She ran her hand gently down the side of Zack's face and kissed him softly on the lips. "See, this is why you're a wonderful husband and you're going to be an amazing father. You take your responsibilities seriously. Our little one will be loved and looked after and, if your parents have anything to say about it, spoiled to death. We're going to have to work extra hard to keep this kid grounded." "Why do you think my parents would spoil our child? They hardly spoiled me." "Okay, Mr. Trust Fund Baby, let's not get into how spoiled you are. You know good and well that your mother came over with a truckload of stuff for the baby yesterday. I had to put her off buying anything more or else we won't have anything to put on the baby registry for the shower." "Okay, she might be going a little bit overboard, but she's just excited for more grandkids." "Well, I guess I'll just have to hope that she tones it down sometime soon. Anyway, I'm in the mood for another dance with you and then I want to hit up the hors d'oeuvres because I'm starting to feel a little peckish." "You've got it, Buttercup. Let's have a dance, some snacks, and then after the night is done, I'm going to take you home and we can practice making this baby a brother or sister." "Aren't you getting ahead of yourself there? We haven't even had one yet and you're planning the next one." "Oh, my sweet wife, it's never to early to practice, especially since you've agreed to at least three kids. Practice makes perfect. In fact, I think we should practice making love in the kitchen tonight. I want you on the counter, spreading that deliciously perfect pussy for me." "All this talk of perfection might give me a complex." Zack grinned. "Buttercup, the moment I opened the door to see you standing there, nearly bursting out of your pizza delivery shirt, I knew you were perfect for me. I searched for you for almost two weeks, going to every coffee shop I could find, just to be in your presence. The more time I spend with you, the more deeply I fall in love with you. There's no one else for me. There's nowhere I'd rather be than by your side...or is that...inside?" Zack ended with a wink. Terri playfully slapped his chest. "Keep that up and we won't make it home before we start in on the practice." "Mmm, that's what I like to hear. Why don't you show me where the bathroom is, Buttercup?" Zack whispered in her ear, nipping the lobe and then soothing it with his tongue. This was one of those times when he wished they were somewhere else so Terri could be naked immediately and his cock could be buried inside of her. "Zack, we're not making love in their house." "In the back of the car, then? You're so kinky, Buttercup." "Hush." Terri could feel herself swoon as Zack's powerful arms wrapped tightly around her, bringing her flush against his body. She could feel his cock pressing against her mound and a rush of wetness flooded her panties. It seemed as if she was always ready to go, now that she was entering the second trimester. Her hormones ruled her body and they had decided that she was going to be perpetually horny. Zack was going to get a lot of practice making babies if she had anything to say about it, and he was going to love every minute of it. "Buttercup, I love you more than life itself." "And I love you...Pookie," Terri said, remembering their first encounter. "No. Stop that shit right there." "What's the matter...Pookie?" "Terri, I swear, you are pushing it." "Oh, Pookie...I," Terri was cut off mid-sentence by Zack's lips. When he released her, she held on tightly to his shoulders. The man could kiss her breathless sometimes. When she looked up into his eyes, she could see the desire burning within his baby blues. Damn, my panties are going to be ruined by the end of the night if he keeps looking at me like that. "You are so going to get it when we get home," Zack growled in her ear. "Promises, promises," Terri sassed. "That's it. No more dancing for you. You better prepare yourself, Buttercup, because after I spank that ass, I'm going to make love to you until you can't stand. You're going to be so well loved that you're going to feel my cock inside of you long after I've gone to work tomorrow." Fantasy Man Ch. 11 And with that, Zack took Terri's hand and led her over to Heather and Tyrell. They said their goodbyes and as Zack led her to their car, Terri could only smile. Four years ago, she was struggling to make ends meet. She was trying to pay her way through college the only way she knew how, hard work. Three years ago, she was working three jobs, her boyfriend had cheated on her and broken her heart, and she was paying the rent on a two-person apartment by herself. Then, she met the man of her dreams, literally, since she dreamt about him almost every night before they got together. The years they had spent together had only filled her life with love and happiness. This year, she had pulled off her dream wedding with the help of Zack's mother and an amazing wedding planner. And next year, they were going to have a baby. Terri couldn't ask for much more. Zack took all of her fantasies and made them a reality. Life was good and she couldn't wait to see what it would bring next.