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Mary Beth

By: Just Plain Bob



I suppose it would be fair to say that I asked for it. It wasn't as if I hadn't been given an early warning, but still, it came as a surprise.

I met Mary Beth at the beginning of our junior year at college. Even though she was not the kind of girl I was normally attracted to there was just something about her that drew me to her. The girls I normally fell for were tall, trim athletic typed and Mary Beth was just the opposite of that. Barely over five feet she weighed 130 lbs. and was what some might call 'chubby' while others might say voluptuous. She had a small waist, a large ass (her sorority sisters called her 'bubble butt') and an abundance of tits. When I bought her a medium sized sweatshirt she laughed at me, "Honey, no way is a medium going to go over these 40DDs." Mary Beth and I had the same Managerial Economics class and we were thrown together on a class project. Three weeks into the project I asked her out, she accepted, one thing led to another and soon we were a steady couple. After two months of dating I tried to get into Mary Beth's pants and was slapped down.

"Not a chance honey, this little girl is going to walk down the aisle as a virgin."

Mary Beth had nothing against sex play; she just was not going to go all the way. She gave me hand jobs, let me finger fuck her, but that was all. After nine months of dating I proposed, Mary Beth accepted and we set a wedding date for shortly after graduation. 

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I wasn't the only one attracted to Mary Beth. She had the kind of figure that for some reason turned on black men and they swarmed around Mary Beth. Mary Beth was a flirt by nature and she sucked up the attention, but was quick to flash her engagement ring and say she was spoken for if a guy got a little too forward. Three months before graduation Mary Beth attended a party without me. I had gone home for a family emergency and she wanted to get out of the apartment. She drank, danced and had a good time, but by the end of the party she had taken on a little too much booze and the host of the party took her car keys away from here and set her up with a ride home. The guy was a black man who was on the football team and he was also one of the blacks who had been sniffing around her. He drove to the local lover's lane and when Mary Beth asked what they were doing there he said, "You'll see and he got out of the car and went around and opened the trunk. When he came back he had a picnic cooler with him and he set it on the back seat and then took out a beer and handed it to Mary Beth. 

"I don't believe you are as smashed as Paul thought. Let's just sit here, sip some suds and talk. What are you studying, what are your goals in life, and where do you plan on being in two years?" 

The two of them sat, talked and drank beer for an hour and then the guy said, "You know, this is weird. I've never been here before and not made out. Let me ask you something. Have you ever been kissed by a black man?"

"No, I never have" said Mary Beth.

"Have you ever thought about it?"

"No, I can't say that I have."

"Would you like to give me a kiss and see what it is like and at the same time help me keep my string unbroken?"

"I can't do that, I'm engaged to be married."

"I know that you aren't the kind of girl who would do something like that after you take your vows, but I think you owe it to yourself to see if there is a difference between a black kisser and a white one. Come on, take a chance, be bold for once in your life."

Mary Beth chugged her beer, dropped the empty on the floor with the rest of the empties and got another beer from the cooler. She took a sip of it, cocked and eye at the guy and then said, "Why not?" That kiss led to a thirty-minute make out session that got Mary Beth all hot and bothered. She finally pushed the guy away from her and said that they needed to be going. "Okay, but first, one more thing. Have you ever seen a black cock?"

"No, never."

"Have you seen many white ones?"

"Only my boyfriends."

"Don't you have any curiosity about how they might be different?"

"Some I guess."

"Can I show you mine?"

"We'd better go."

"What are you afraid of. If I were going try and seduce you I would have had my hand up your skirt while we were swapping tongues. No, this is just a curiosity thing with me. It is a 'you show me yours and I'll show you mine' thing. Come on, you can do it."

"No, I will not take off my panties and show you mine."

"That's not what I want to see. I'm fascinated by your breasts and if you will show them to me I'll show you my cock."

"I can't do that."

"Sure you can. Just take off your blouse. Your bra probably covers more than the bikini top of your bathing suit so you won't be showing me any more than some guys who have seen you at the beach got to see."

Mary Beth thought about that for several seconds and then she put down her beer and took off her blouse. The guy whistled approvingly and then he took out his cock. Mary Beth stared at it and the guy said, "See much difference?"

"The head is a little fatter, but outside of the color it looks the same as my boyfriends."

"Ever give your boyfriend a hand job?"

"Look, this is getting us nowhere. Please take me home."

At that point the guy picked up Mary Beth's blouse, folded it and put it in his pocket. He looked at her and said, "Get out of the car."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, get out of the car and walk home."

"I can't get out of the car looking like this. Give me my blouse."

"No. You have two choices. Get over here and give me a hand job or get out of the car and start walking."

"No! I won't do it."

"Okay, get out. If you don't get on your own in the next thirty seconds I'll either push you out or get out and drag you out."

"Why are you doing this to me?"

"Be cause you are a fucking tease. You shake that fine ass in front of us, you jiggle your tits in our face and then you flash your ring and say, "Oh but I'm engaged." Now either get over here or get out."

Mary Beth gave him a long look and then she slid over next to him and put her hand on his cock. She was staring down at the black snake she was stroking and the hand behind her head took her by surprise. Her face was forced down into his lap and when she opened her mouth to tell him to stop he pushed his cock in.

"Suck it bitch. I ain't letting you come up until you get me off and you had best swallow every drop or you could still end up being put out of the car only then you would not only be with out your blouse, you will have cum dripping off your face."

Faced with the choice of choking to death or sucking his cock Mary Beth sucked. While one of the guy's hands held her face in his lap the guy used his other to unsnap Mary Beth's bra and start playing with her tits. After a couple of minutes of that the hand worked it's way down inside her skirt and panties and a finger began to tease her asshole. Mary Beth was sucking for all she was worth trying to get the ordeal over with and she didn't realize that the hand holding her head down had been removed and had moved to her tits. She moaned as one of her nipples was rolled between a couple of fingers.

"Here it comes bitch, don't you dare lose a drop or you walk home."

He erupted and Mary Beth gulped and swallowed to make sure that she got it all. When she lifted her head up he took her by the shoulders and pushed her back against the passenger door and then his hands shot up under her skirt and he ripped her panties off. He grabbed her legs and pushed them as far apart as he could and Mary Beth cried out, "No, you can't" and the guy said, "Shut up bitch, I'm just returning the favor" and he went down on her. Oral sex was something that Mary Beth and I hadn't done (because she wouldn't let me) so having her pussy eaten was a first for her. It only took the guy a couple of minutes to have Mary Beth pushing her pussy up at the mouth that was sucking on her while she moaned in pleasure. Meanwhile the guys cock had gotten hard again and when he was ready he lifted his face and scooted forward. Mary Beth's eyes shot open and she cried out, "No, you can't, I'm a virgin." 

The guy looked her in the eye and as his cock speared into her wet hole he said, "Oh yes I can, and oh no you aren't." 

The sharp pain told Mary Beth that he was right, she was no longer a virgin. Once the pain subsided Mary Beth realized that she liked fucking. The damage was already done so she settled back and got with the program. They fucked twice more in the car and then he drove to his place where Mary Beth spent the night and got fucked four more times. He drove her home in the morning and he went inside with her and nailed her four more times on the bed she shared with me.

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For the next six weeks they saw each other half a dozen times a week. The third week he had her at his place and was fucking her when another black man came in and undressed. A couple of days later it was two friends stopping by and by the end of two months Mary Beth was pulling trains for black men. Where was I when all this was going on? I had my head buried in a book getting ready for finals or was in the library doing research for papers I had to turn in, going to job interviews and doing just about everything except paying attention to what Mary Beth was doing. I found out about Mary Beth the hard way -- I walked in on her and saw her in action.

I was supposed to fly to Boston for a job interview and when I got to the airport that ticket that was supposed to be waiting for me wasn't. A phone call discovered some crossed wires; they had mixed things up and had arranged for the tickets to be there the next day. I headed back toward the apartment slightly pissed, but only slightly since they upgraded me to first class to compensate me for my inconvenience. I knew that something wasn't right as soon as I entered the apartment that I shared with Mary Beth. There were sounds that I'd never heard before coming from the bedroom and I headed for it. Mary Beth was naked and there were three naked black men in the room with her, or more to the point -- in her. I stood there staring at the sight for almost two minutes, my mind in turmoil, before anyone noticed me and then a voice broke me out of my trance by calling out, "Hey, asshole, don't you believe in knocking?"

"It's my apartment sperm breath and I don't remember inviting you in."

"The little lady invited us in."

"That may be, but the lease is in my name, not hers, and I'm asking you to take the whore and leave."

By this time what was happening registered on Mary Beth and she was fighting to get away from the three black guys. The one who had had his cock stuffed in her mouth said, "What if we don't want to leave white boy? You bad enough to take on the three of us and throw us out?"

"No problem dude. I'll call the cops, say three niggers broke into my apartment and I walked in on them raping my girlfriend. It's bogus, but until the time it all gets sorted out you will still be sitting in jail and maybe even get your picture in the paper."

"Hey man, that would kill my scholarship."

"Your choice dude. But make it now because I'm on my way to the phone."

I was standing in the kitchen, phone in hand, when the three of them came hurrying out of the bedroom trying to get dressed on the run.

"Take the whore with you."

"She won't come man, says she's staying here" and then they were gone.

I sat in the kitchen and stared at the wall. I was too broken up by what I had walked in on to even think straight. After about half an hour I got up and went into the bedroom and found Mary Beth lying on the bed waiting for me.

"I know that you are pissed honey, but I can explain. We will be okay, you'll see."

She told me the story of what had happened and how she hadn't intended it. "It snuck up on me honey. I know I screwed up, but I love you and I know you love me so I know we can work through it." And then she giggled and said, "At least I got my wild oats sowed and got it out of my system before we got married. Get your clothes off honey, and let me show you what I've learned."

"Mary Beth, get off that bed, get dressed and get your worthless ass out of here."

"No honey, I won't do that. We love each other and you know it. Just sit down and let's talk this out."

In a rage I walked over to the bed, grabbed her by the arm and hauled her off the bed and then I pulled her along behind me through the apartment to the front door and then I shoved her, still naked, out into the hall and slammed the door behind her. I threw the dead bolt and then headed for the kitchen where I made myself a stiff drink. Mary Beth made such a racket out in the hall that one of the neighbors called the police. When they came I explained the situation and they asked me to at least give her something to wear. I tossed out a sweatshirt, a pair of jeans and a pair of tennis shoes and told them to tell her that the rest of her stuff would be in boxes in the hallway by noon the next day. In the morning I got some boxes and put her shit in the hall, had the locks changed and then went and got my ticket and flew to Boston.

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I flew back two days later with a job offer and was surprised to find Mary Beth sitting in the parking lot waiting for me when I pulled up. She got out of her car and intercepted me as I headed for the apartment. "Honey, we have to sit down and talk about this. I know I made a mistake, but I love you and you know I do and I know that you love me. I know I probably hurt your pride, but I'll make it up to you, I promise. I'll be the best little wife you could ever hope for and you know it. Don't let your hurt pride ruin what we could have. Honest to God honey, I do love you."

"That's too bad Mary Beth. My love for you died when I saw you with three niggers buried in your body. The same body that you would never let me have. Almost a year of going to bed with a case of blue balls because you were determined to go down the aisle a virgin. Oh no, I can't touch you, but you can fuck blacks in wholesale lots. You could have come to me and told me what happened and I probably would have been pissed enough to go after the asshole who did it to you, and then you and I could have started having sex since going down the aisle a virgin was no longer an option. But you couldn't do that could you? No, you kept saying no to me while you kept fucking them. You are damaged goods Mary Beth, and that's not what I signed up for. I signed up to walk down the aisle with a virgin, not a nigger loving slut."

I walked around her and headed for the apartment, but she followed along behind me. "I'm not giving up. You love me, you know you do and I'm going to get you back and make everything up to up to you, I promise."

I walked into the apartment and slammed the door in her face.

The cards and flowers started arriving the next day. The cards always said, "Forgive me. I love you and I always will" or some variation thereof. The next two weeks were filled with all of the hoopla that goes with graduation and parties, lots and lots of parties. It didn't matter where I went Mary Beth would be there too. I avoided her as much as possible, but I was not always successful. 

"Get used to it honey. I'm yours whether you realize it or not. I love you and I know that we are meant for each other and I'm going to stay after you until you realize it too and take me back."

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Then graduation was over and sheepskin in hand I headed for Boston and my new job. I hadn't been in my new apartment a week before the cards and flowers started again. Three weeks after that I came out of the building one morning and found Mary Beth sitting on the hood of my car and waiting for me.

"There aren't any vacancies in your building; the best I could do was a block away, but that's close enough. I'm always going to be around honey so you might as well get used to it."

For the next three months Mary Beth was everywhere. In the parking lot waiting when I got up to go to work in the morning and again when I got home at night. On the weekends she would be sitting on my apartment steps when I came out in the morning and if I went somewhere for the weekend she would be sitting there waiting for me when I got home. She followed me around and on the few times I went out on a date she would always manage to get my date alone in the ladies room or someplace and tell my date that she was wasting her time. 

"He's mine and I won't let anyone else take him away from me."

The funny thing was that even though she had fucked over me I did still love her and I never did doubt that she did love me. God knows that she was determined to prove it to me, but I did my absolute best to ignore her. Finally she decided to change her tactics. I came home to find her sitting on my steps again.

"I'll make you a deal honey. I owe you a night of fantastic sex -- the night you should have gotten after our wedding. You won't be getting my cherry, but had you gotten it you wouldn't have gotten all that you can get now. Spend one full weekend with me and come Monday morning if you can look me in the eye and tell me to get out of your life I'll go."

"You will leave and never bother me again?"

"Yes."

"Deal!"

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We were married six weeks later in a civil ceremony. For the next eight years Mary Beth did everything in her power that she possibly could to make me forget her betrayal. She was, as she had promised, the best little wife I could ever hope for. She spoiled me rotten and her stated goal in life was to fuck me to death ever chance she got. Gradually I was able to put what she had done out of my mind. Mary Beth was in sales and was forever attending this cocktail party or that and dragging me along with her. She circulated and made contacts and occasionally the people she talked to were black and the memory would resurface for a bit before going away.

It all came crashing down at a sales seminar in New York. I'd taken two days off work so I could go with Mary Beth. We checked into the hotel and each got a room key and then we went down to the convention rooms. I left Mary Beth to do her thing and I went to the hotel bar to have a couple of drinks and watch the Yankee's on TV. About three in the afternoon my cell phone went off and when I answered it it was my boss. I needed to hurry back as some problems had come up with a customer I had been in contract negotiations with. I went and found Mary Beth and told her the situation and that I'd catch the shuttle, take care of the problem and then catch the first shuttle back in the morning. I was standing in line to buy my ticket when my cell beeped and it was my boss telling me that the problem had been cleared up and I didn't have to come back. I caught a cab back to the hotel and went looking for Mary Beth. She wasn't in the convention area so I headed for our room. I put the key in the door, unlocked it and walked into the room and it was like seeing a rerun -- a naked Mary Beth with all three holes filled with black cock. One of the men fucking her said, "Oh shit! Not again" and I recognized him as one of the three from the first time. Just as the first time Mary Beth came to realize what was happening and she started struggling to break free from the three black cocks buried in her. This time, however, I just said, "Don't stop on my account. Just give me a second to grab my things and I'm out of here." I had my suitcase packed and was heading for the door by the time Mary Beth managed to get herself untangled from her black lovers and she came running after me. 

"Wait honey, don't go, I can explain."


Mary Beth and Jordan



(I would like to thank MissBoePeep for editing this for me, she did a great job and at such short notice. Also thanks to some friends of mine who read this and with there helpful hints pointed me in the right direction. I hope all who read this enjoy it, if you do. Then I've done my job.)

*

It was a typical wet and misty morning when I pulled up to the gates of the cemetery. I had hated this town when I left and hated it just as much now, and if I sat for any length of time and actually thought about what I was doing back here I would have done a nice neat one eighty and headed back home. That thought made me smile. 

Hard to believe that I once called this town home and up until twenty-four hours ago it was still little more than a distant memory and getting more distant by the day. That fateful day brought it all back to me with the sound of my secretary buzzing me, seconds later she walked in with the morning mail.

"Good morning Jordan, the usual mail. And...!"

I sensed the hesitancy in her voice and immediately looked up, Peggy had a brown envelope in her other hand still sealed and kept separate. The un-opened letter was placed in front of me and the morning mail put to one side of the desk. Peggy never asked and I loved her for it, she had been with me almost since I started my company. She was the sister of a co-worker who needed a part time job to make ends meet. 

At first Peggy wasn't too comfortable with such a young boss and who could blame her, when she came into my office for an interview and a twenty one year old was sat in the big chair I'm sure I would have felt the same way. But true to her nature she took it in her stride and within weeks she was running the office like clockwork. Leaving me to do the work I had always wanted to do without getting too bogged down with office details. Everything went through Peggy and absolutely nothing ever left the office in the way of gossip or information. She was my rock and I totally trusted her and had done for the last five years.

By the time I had looked up from the envelope Peggy was already at the door.

"I'll hold your calls and clear your schedule for the next hour, if you need more time, buzz me and I will make some calls." She told me.

Nodding at Peggy, she smiled and closed the door. I looked long and hard at the envelope again. So far there had been fifteen of these in five years. Peggy had opened the first so knew its content. Since then she had shared my secret and I was truly grateful I had her trust. 

The first letter was a DNA report, a photo and a note from my Mom stating that the child was mine; she had made sure of that before she sent the report on to me. Now it was time to do the honorable thing. Now every Birthday, Christmas and special occasion I get another envelope with a couple of pictures and a brief letter from Mom on how Brenna was doing. For my part I wired Mom money on a monthly basis and made sure she got anything else she asked for. Mom never told me to come home, she knew that would never happen - or so I thought. Looking closely at the envelope it was the handwriting that held my attention - this was different. 

Inside was a clipping from my hometown's local newspaper of Moms obituary. Mom had a short fight with heart disease before finally succumbing to a fatal heart attack; there was also a change of bank details. I'm sure Peggy heard me throw up and I was so grateful she didn't come in. When I managed to recover my composure long enough I then burst into tears. I was a total mess, covered in sick, tears fell from my face and I simply stared at the corner of the room, desperately wishing it were all some twisted joke. But knowing it wouldn't be. It took me some time to clean myself up, gather my thoughts and buzz Peggy; within seconds she came in and sat down, her pad in her hand.

"I've phoned Tony he will be down stairs in five minutes to take you home, get packed and I will send Tony the flight details when I have them confirmed. There will be a rental car waiting for you at the airport, I've already booked you into a hotel ten miles from home." 

Peggy was never my right hand - she was both of them. I thanked her and headed for the door. Peggy would take care of everything in the office, anything she couldn't I would get a call about and I didn't expect many of those. Tony was already waiting when I got to the doors, two hours later I was at the airport, four hours later I was signing for my rental car. Even on the flight and the drive to the hotel I had mentally gone over everything Mom had sent me, not once did she mention in any of the letters she was ill, they were all about Brenna and only Brenna.

I was still distracted when I booked into the hotel, simply having room service and asking for an early wake up call and now I sat looking at the gates of the cemetery, an early morning mist drifted across the entrance, parting as I eventually drove in. It took me a few minutes to gather my bearings and find the family plot and of course, the newest member of that plot. The songs of the birds in the trees almost wanting to add peace to my soul, my hands seemed to shake so much as I tried to open the wrapping of the flowers, even buying these flowers outside town to make sure no one recognized me, the frustration of so many years welled up inside and my eyes misted. 

Mom knew all the things I wanted to say, some I said again as I knelt by her grave and some were simply left unspoken. It was the sudden silence that struck me, only then did I hear the crunching of gravel being trodden underfoot and looked toward the path, the morning mist still making it difficult to see much further than a few yards. Spotting the silhouette through the mist first and as the mist finally parted, allowing me to see her again. The woman I left this town for six years ago vowing to Mom that I would never darken its streets again.

"Hello JD."

I raised myself from Moms plot, casting one more glance at Moms grave and mentally wishing her the peace she should have had when she was alive, then looking once more at the mother of my child.

"Hello Mary Beth, how did you know I was here?"

Mary Beth smiled and took a step closer, looked down at Moms grave and the flowers I had placed there.

"Oh they're lovely JD, your Mom would have loved those." She stated.

She then looked back at me. Her hands went to my collar and straightened it, before she placed her hands back into her coat pockets. I suppose I should have expected that action, she was always straightening bits of me and occasionally calling me scruffy, much to my Moms amusement.

"It wasn't difficult JD, I knew you would come back when I sent you the envelope, it does help that Jodie works at the Millers Inn hotel of course. She recognized you when you signed in and phoned me." 

Now it suddenly dawned on me where I had seen the receptionist before. I suppose with the rush to get here and thinking about Mom I had noticed, but didn't recognize her. Mary Beth and Jodie were part of the same group at school. It seems I was caught, shrugging my shoulders and looking down at Moms grave one final time I said my farewells to her and walked back to the car. Mary Beth following alongside and, in silence sat in the passenger seat when I unlocked the door.

"Where do you want dropping off Mary Beth?"

Turning to face me, a small smile danced across her lips, I was starting to think she had been planning this since Mom's death. 

"Your Mom's old house will be fine JD you can spend some time with your daughter as well, I've got Mrs. Charwell from across the road watching her at the moment so it won't take long to bring her back." 

The drive to the old house was in silence; all the while she sat and watched me. I was sure Mary Beth expected me to say something; I couldn't or was it wouldn't give her that satisfaction. Pulling into the street was a jolt for me this whole street was my security when I was growing up. It was where I learned to ride a bike, play ball games and simply chill with friends and of course Mary Beth. The outside of the old house hadn't changed, Mom loved roses and the path from the gate to the door was awash with yellows and reds, her favorite colors. 

My attention was drawn back to Mary Beth when she leapt from the car and walked across the road to Mrs. Charwell's, looking over her shoulder and telling me to let myself in, the front door was open. So much on the inside had changed from the time I lived here. Mom had redecorated, but what caught my eye where the pictures. Gone were the family photo's that Mom had of Dad and me, now there were pictures of Mom, Mary Beth and Brenna and the more I looked around the day room the more I noticed the combination of all three in the pictures hanging on the walls.

"Brenna. This is your Daddy."

I spun round, Mary Beth was holding Brenna's hand, for her part Brenna just looked long and hard at me, after a moment she let go of her Mothers hand and slowly walked up to me. As she got closer I knelt down, by now we were eye to eye in height. This sweet child was even more beautiful in person than any of the pictures Mom had sent me. She was all her Mother though, from the red hair, the dark blue eyes and the freckles across her nose. My chest tightened and I felt my eyes start to mist. Brenna lifted her hand and placed it on my cheek, her hand felt so soft. I had to gulp to prevent myself from crying.

"Hello Daddy, it been a long time."

With her saying that one sentence my resolve was shot to hell, the dam of emotions towards my daughter that I had held in check, the distance that had been between us these last five years, justifying to myself daily that keeping that distance was keeping all three of them safe simply crumbled to dust. I grabbed Brenna and held her so tight, simply bursting into tears. For a moment Brenna tried to hug me in return but couldn't move her arms, so she settled on making a shushing sound in my ear.

"It's ok Daddy, Mommy will kiss it better. She does that all the time when I cry." 

After what must have been an age of holding this angel in my arms desperately trying to stop crying and Brenna gently whispering. "It's ok Daddy."

I let her go. Her dress was wet with my tears. Mary Beth noticed and told Brenna to go to her room and she would be in shortly to help her change. Brenna gave me one last hug and extracted a promise from me not to leave while she was getting changed and dashed out of the day room, moments later I heard a door close. It took me a moment to register what had only just happened and I looked at Mary Beth. She must have noticed the questioning look on my face.

"It's in the will JD, your Mom gave us the house, she knew you would never come back here to live so she gave it to us."

There seemed no reason in arguing the point. Mom was right; after all, it took her death to get me here after six years so living here again would never happen in my lifetime. I moved off of the floor and sat on the couch, once satisfied that I wasn't leaving Mary Beth went to help Brenna get changed. So many memories passed through my mind as I sat in what was once my home interspersed with sounds of giggling coming from Brenna's room, seconds later a door burst open and the sound of my little girl rushed into the day room. 

Her smile lit up the room when she saw me sitting on the couch. In two leaps she was now on my lap, her arms wrapped around my neck. Mary Beth followed with a photo album, placing it on Brenna's lap and wandered into the kitchen. Brenna let go of my neck and opened the photo album from the beginning and for the next hour gave me her rendition of every picture in the album. From pictures of me as a child to Mary Beth and I in high school and then on to Brenna's birth up until now.

Mary Beth had returned from the kitchen, put an orange juice and a coffee on the table and sat across from us watching Brenna who was now so deeply involved with what she was telling me, occasionally Mary Beth would get up to check something in the kitchen and resume sitting, drinking her iced tea and listening the story of both our lives being told by Brenna on the couch.

"Why did you leave Mom and Gran?" She asked, so innocently.

Her question came from so far out on left field I didn't even see the build up. All I could do was look at Mary Beth. She put her glass down and looked at Brenna.

"Darling we have been over this. It was a grown ups fight and we were both too proud to say sorry." She told her.

Instantly Brenna looked away from me and directly at her Mom. "But if you both say sorry now can't Daddy come home to stay?" 

Children's logic is a beautiful thing. I wasn't about to get too involved in this conversation but looking at Mary Beth's face I knew she was struggling. 

"I have some business to attend to today, how about you and your Mom come to my hotel tomorrow and we make a day of it?" 

That suggestion earned me a squeal and a hug. The now forgotten photo album started to slide off her lap, Mary Beth and I both made a grab for it catching it at the same time. It was also the first time in six years I had touched her, and she went the same color as her hair as she blushed. 

Brenna leaned in close and whispered. "Daddy, Mommies gone a funny color."

Mary Beth dashed off to the bathroom mumbling she had something in her eye. I stayed until she returned and told both the girls I would see them in the morning. Mom's lawyer was expecting me. Word seemed to have got around that I was back. I was in the waiting room for only ten minutes before being ushered into his office. Martin Todd walked towards me as I came in, we shook hands and he pointed towards a seat in front of his desk our family had known Martin for years. Mom once told me both she and Dad had gone to school with Martin, he had handled everything concerning our family.

Once seated he glanced at the will again, I got the feeling it was more for effect than anything else, more so when I asked him a couple of questions about the will.

"The will was changed five years ago Jordan. Mary Beth got the house." 

"Why wasn't I told of Mom's illness let alone her death?" I asked.

"Jordan, your Mom was very specific about this. She wanted a quiet burial, she even named the people to be contacted and allowed to attend, the same with the reading of the will. You were not to be contacted by anyone but Mary Beth. Not even I knew were you where."

I pondered this for a moment, Mom was ever the pragmatist, and she would have put a great deal of thought into it. The anger I had towards this town and some of the folks in it coupled with the emotions of the moment, she knew me coming here would have sparked a near riot. Mom deserved to be buried in peace, I may not have liked it, but I reluctantly understood it. Just as she knew I would say my own farewells in my own way.

"There are some photo's I would like to take back with me when I leave."

"You have to take that up with Mary Beth; the will specifies she gets the house and contents. Legally Jordan she can hold a garage sale using the entire contents of the house and there isn't a thing you can do about it."

That thought alone made me smile, but I knew what he meant. Martin opened a file and pushed an envelope across the table.

"This is all your Mom gave me to give to you. I'm so sorry for your loss Jordan I truly am, as you know your Mom was a very good friend of my family and me. We went to the funeral just as so many others wanted to, some even turned up at the church but Mary Beth turned them away."

My hand stopped before I had even got to the envelope, looking at Martin I was now so confused. Mary Beth hadn't mentioned any of this to me. He noticed and sat back in his chair, his fingers intertwined across his stomach a small smile on his face. For an instant he was re-living that moment in his mind. 

"She didn't tell you did she? She welcomed those on the list at the door of the church with open arms. Those not on the list, were all told the same thing. They chose their sides six years ago, they couldn't fix the damage and heal their consciences now." 

I didn't know what to say, my hand still had not touched the envelope on the table. I sat back in the chair taking in what Martin had told me. I'm sure there were a few folks out there who would be real pissed at Mary Beth right about now. I said my goodbyes to Martin tucked the envelope into my pocket and headed for the hotel. This time I noticed Jodie on reception, nodded to her as she handed me my key and went to my room. My first call was to Peggy to see how things were going, only to be rebuked and told that everything was fine and to concentrate on what I was doing here.

That damn woman was worth more than her weight in gold, so I said it with flowers that would be delivered to the office in the morning, I'm sure I would be reminded of this when the next round of pay rises came up. Still smiling at that thought I undressed and had a shower. Finally doing what I couldn't do in Martins office, read Mom's letter.

My darling son,

Not a day goes by I don't shout at you for not standing up for yourself. But as the months and years role by I see those who did both you and Mary Beth harm fall by the wayside. I know if I dug deep enough you had a hand in their downfall. You left and you grew and I'm proud of you.

Mary Beth was the daughter I never had and when her family turned against her I took her in, pregnant and desperately unhappy. We healed each other, yes we missed you terribly and knew one day you would come back and take Mary Beth and Brenna with you, but so far that stubborn streak you inherited from your Farther seems to be getting in the way.

Forgive her son, I did the day she came to my door with nothing but what she was stood in. its time to finish getting even JD, its time to get on with your life with the two people who love you so dearly that the world of hurt and embarrassment you felt that day can finally be cancelled out by there love.

Live well my son.

My tears fell onto the paper, I seemed to be doing that allot just lately. Closing the letter and putting it in my case, she was right of course it had to stop and soon it would, perhaps me being here would tip that balance and bring all this to an end. The knock at the door shook me from my thoughts. I had barely opened the door when Mary Beth came in, an overnight bag in her hand.

"Dammit JD I've waited six years for you to come back to me and when you do I feel like a school kid again."

Her head looked me up and down as she walked in, her cheeks reddened.

"Wow, haven't you filled out since you've been away? I may have fallen in love with your brains JD but I can just as easily fall for that body as well."

I closed the door, when I looked again Mary Beth was sat on the bed, bouncing up and down on it.

"I'm almost frightened to ask what your doing here Mary Beth and who's looking after Brenna?"

By now she had kicked off her shoes and her bouncing on the bed became more animated.

"Mrs. Charwell watched you come out of my house, as soon as you made tracks she was across for the gossip. I love her dearly; both she and your Mom have looked out for me ever since I moved in with your Mom."

Mary Beth had now stopped bouncing, moving further onto the bed she lay down arched her body and started undoing the buttons of her jeans. I held out my hand.

"Whoa Mary Beth just what do you think your doing?" 

"Oh that's the easy part JD I'm reclaiming what's mine. The trick is making you believe it was your idea."

As totally unprepared for that answer as I was I simply laughed.

"You think that's funny JD, I told Brenna you're going to tell her tomorrow where she was made and I get to watch you squirm, oh I can't wait."




Mary Beth and Jordan



I hadn't thought of that sunny July afternoon since I held the DNA results in my hand. We had made so many plans for that day eventually deciding on a picnic at the edge of Jonas Thomas's field. Some years before an old tree, uprooted by the wind had come down in the river running along the edge of his field, with the river now held back some it was deep enough to swim in and the local children took advantage of it. Jonas never minded, he said it kept the children out of trouble.

Eventually the tree rotted away and the river pursued its natural course. We lost a good swimming point that day but some of us still went there for quiet moments, to dip our feet in the river and remember the fun we had. When we got there Jonas had parked a huge hay bail near the edge of the river. It was on top of the hay bail we spread the blanket and had our picnic and admired the view for a while. It was also on top of the hay bail Mary Beth became pregnant when my condom ripped.

"It's time JD."

Mary Beth was on her knees in the middle of the bed, naked, my breath caught in my throat as I looked at her. Her red hair now free from its grip, her cheeks and neck were red and the front of her chest wasn't too far behind, her eyes already full of lust and dilated. My eyes continued to take in the wonder of Mary Beth's body. Childbirth had been kind; her breasts had filled out and looked to me to be a very healthy C-cup.

The hardness of her pink nipples challenging almost all of her areole to make them even longer, my eyes wandered further down her body, other than a few faint lines of motherhood her stomach was flat and toned showing signs of gym work.

"I've saved the best until last JD. I've read in magazines that this is all the rage, although it does make me look like a pre-pubescent teenager."

Mary Beth's hands moved away from her totally bald pussy and rested them on her legs, moving her knees further apart. Her pussy lips glistened and looked to be slightly puffy. Mary Beth was turned on at me seeing her naked.

"I would prefer to grow some back JD. I just like the feel of some fur down there."

In that same instant our eyes locked. My heart pounded in my chest. Mary Beth was my true love I would die for her and six years ago thought I was going to. She was the only woman I would ever want to wake up with every morning. She lifted her hands from her lap and held them out towards me.

"Please JD take back what's yours, take it hard or any way you feel you need to. Just love me afterwards. Make love to me when you have taken this body as your own again my mind and soul has always been yours. Take back this body JD please."

Tears fell freely down her face falling onto her breasts. I don't think she even noticed, Mary Beth spoke from her heart, she needed this just as much as I now realized I did. I loved her so very much and I was suddenly afraid, our wounds may have scabbed over but neither of us could heal until we did this. We both hurt and I simply couldn't find it anywhere within myself to hurt her anymore. Breaking eye contact I shook my head.

"I can't Mary Beth. I simply can't hurt you."

"You have no choice JD, we have no choice. We both need the ghosts to go away, it wont hurt because its you."

Sitting next to Mary Beth, her arms now wrapped around me she was gently crying on my shoulder. There was a pause in her breathing as her head moved. A small giggle escaped her lips.

"Good to see I still have the desired effect on you JD."

My erection was poking out through the folds of the towel wrapped around my waist, her hand now around it gently moving up and down. Like a switch being thrown in my head I grabbed a handful of Mary Beth's beautiful red hair and pulled her head back, a grunt emanated from deep with her, those deep blue eyes so full of lust.

"Please forgive me."

The veins in her neck bulged, tears once again collecting in the corners of her eyes.

"I forgave you six years ago JD, the fact is you just can't find it within you to forgive yourself."

Our kiss was passionate, my need for Mary Beth had been unabated all these years, she was my one and only love and I have never looked at another woman the way I had always looked at her. Another groan of pleasure escaped her lips. Breaking free of our kiss I let go of her hair, and moved to position myself in front of her, my towel dropped off me as her hands held my ass cheeks pulling them apart as she pulled me towards her. Instantly she devoured me, gagged and then adjusted herself before forcing more of me down her throat. 

Mary Beth sucked hard trying to pull even more of me into her mouth, her tongue worked its magic around me and within minutes I felt myself close. Again I grabbed her hair ready to pull her head away, her fingers dug deep into my ass as she realized what I was going to do. I had never seen her so wanton, I was digging deep into my reserve desperately trying to hang on and with a woman like Mary Beth, that can be a very tall order. She felt my hesitancy and that simply spurred her on. I knew she felt my balls tighten and that set her to new heights of enthusiasm, within seconds I was unloading everything down her throat. 

I genuinely thought she would release my cock from her mouth now, but her hands didn't move from my ass and as soon as she had swallowed everything she could. Mary Beth then set about keeping me hard, I wouldn't admit it to her face just yet but in all honesty, being around this woman for any length of time and just seeing her smile made me hard in an instant. So the actions of her mouth and tongue on me was pretty much a given.

It took me a moment to realize that Mary Beth knew I was going to remain hard. She was just enjoying herself while she was down there. Now armed with that realization I grabbed her shoulders and pushed her back onto the bed, making a slight popping noise as her mouth left my cock, in anticipation Mary Beth opened her legs her hands automatically moved between her thighs and almost tauntingly pulled her pussy lips apart. The look on her face was almost challenging me to take her.

Both lips were engorged and cum simply oozed from her at an extraordinary rate. I wasn't gentle with her and I wasn't all that loving. Mary Beth knew what was coming and knowing the conversation we had before I believe she wouldn't have expected anything less. With one final look into those blue eyes of hers and seeing the redness of her cheeks and chest, her nipples bullet hard I simply climbed onto the bed and between her legs. Quickly she grabbed my cock and guided me into her. 

She was so wet that with just one push I slid all the way in. When skin touched skin a slow moan escaped her lips, when I withdrew slightly and forced myself back into her, feeling that I didn't want to stop when our loins once again touched, I tried to push more of myself into her, and she in turn was forced up the bed a couple of inches, her moan changed to a grunt, then more as I started to settle into a rhythm. Mary Beth started to thrash from side to side, quickly she moved her feet between my open legs, now half locked into her, planting her feet she used them as leverage.

Her hips would rise to meet me with every inward thrust as if she was desperately trying to give even more of herself to me. Grabbing her hands our fingers instantly interlocked as I held them either side of her head. Six years of frustration, six long years of not having this woman by my side kept me pounding into her. With gritted teeth I kept the same rhythm. 

Determined to make her cum and cum again to join our bodies and take back this woman. Mary Beth's breathing started to change and a soft moan escaped her lips, a few moments later she began to lightly squeal then biting her bottom lip desperately trying to stave off her orgasm, suddenly she lurched up at me burying her head into my chest. She moaned and squealed as she came, with so much skin-to-skin contact between us now I could feel the intense heat being generated by her. Her fingers clamped into mine trying to move mine away. I held her down still keeping that same rhythm as she convulsed against me. 

Her own orgasm fed off her body and pushed a newfound strength into her and with more intensity she pushed against me and managed to free herself. Her arms snaked up and around my shoulder adding support to her body as she clung on to me. I couldn't stop we both knew I wouldn't stop, as she clung on so tight I kept pounding into her. Mary Beth was trying so hard to drag breath into her lungs but as tightly wound around me as she was she was fading fast. 

As she tried so hard to give so much of herself to me, I knew I was hurting her, I also knew if I stopped now neither one of us would accept it, the wounds of our past were laid bare to both of us now, it was left to us to settle this. Mary Beth freely gave herself to me, but we both knew it wasn't enough. I had to take her, to right the wrong we both felt in that hospital room six years ago, so that she could finally feel alive. Again her body convulsed, a soft moan escaped her lips and again her head went back and she squealed out her orgasm, her shallow gasping for breathe really worried me now.

"Breath Mary Beth, I'm not done with this body yet. It's my body Mary Beth. Mine and I'm taking it back my way, so breath damn it."

I never relented, I kept pounding into her thinking of anything I could to prevent myself from cumming. Slowly between thrusts she eased herself back and her hips collapsed onto the bed, the strain on her legs must have been excruciating. Even with all those emotions going through her body, tormenting her, pleasuring her, Mary Beth must have heard me because a smile appeared on her lips and her eyes tried so hard to focus,

"You're body JD, all yours."

Her hands came up to rest on her breasts, instantly she grabbed hold and squeezed them, the blood rushing to her nipples causing them to change from a pinky color to a deep red.

I wasn't going to let up. I kept fucking her, driving myself as deep inside of her as I could, constantly plunging to such depths that my balls slapped her asshole, pounding down between Mary Beth's hips so hard now putting in one final effort before the inevitable. I let out one final grunt as I came, flooding her with everything I had. Driving down and then I stopped for a second, back out and in and stopped. I was shooting my cum so deep inside her, but Mary Beth wasn't content with that and she released her vice like grip on her breasts. 

Her hands quickly found the back of my neck and pulled me down to lay on top of her, that skin to skin contact was needed between us, to prove to each other that everything would be alright. I rested for a few seconds on top of her and began kissing her. Mary Beth's hips began to grind against me. I hadn't pulled out of her. She humped up at me while our tongues played against each other in one another's mouths. After pausing for a moment Mary Beth would again grind her hips into me. I had never seen this woman so, alive.

With my cock still deep inside her I knew I was still hard and she was taking as much advantage of that fact as she could by rubbing it against her clit, small meowing noise would escape her as we kissed telling me so much. I heard the wet noises, which were louder now. My cum had mixed with her juices and was nothing but a wet mess between our legs and I should imagine just about everywhere else. 

Mary Beth began to jerk and groan, her vaginal muscles clamped around my cock and she came again. I held onto her for a few moments our combined sweat making us stick to each other as we both just lay there wheezing like two asthmatics. After what felt like an age I finally summoned up enough energy to lift myself away from her, with a slow groan of disappointment on both our parts I pulled myself from her and sat back on my legs. Mary Beth laid spread eagle on the bed a satisfied look on her face. 

I could see what a mess her pussy was. Her pussy lips lay open and soaked, our combined juices now finding an opening slowly oozed from her running into her ass hole and finally onto the bed. Yet even though her pussy gaped open and glistened in the soft light, she may have looked so used. But in my eyes I was looking at my angel, the love of my life and I just knew we had forgiven each other now. We would heal. Maybe not overnight, our own wounds were still too deep but we had both started down that road and we both knew it would be together.

"Were not finished JD."

Her statement shook me from my thoughts and I looked at the sweating, panting angel in front of me. She then got up and moved her head to my lap taking my cock in her mouth. Mary Beth began to suck me with such vigor. She bobbed her head up and down, I could feel her clamp her lips around my cock and slowly lift her head until she barely had the tip of my cock inside her. She would stop and kiss the head and run her tongue along the shaft. I watched as best I could and felt the rest; she stopped at the slit of my cock and probed it with the tip of her tongue moaning all the while. This woman was simply amazing she made love to my cock with her mouth.

I moved gently at first my body making small subtle movements, Mary Beth instantly knew what I was doing, and slowly I began to fuck her mouth. It only took a few minutes of both watching this and hearing the slurping sounds intersperse with soft moans that seemed to travel down my cock and I knew as did Mary Beth when my cock grew once again in her mouth and spewed what was left of my cum in her mouth. She withdrew my cock and sat up to face me, her eyes were wide, her cheeks were red, she looked like the cat that had the cream, and with one final look of triumph, she swallowed.

Shaking my head and smiling at the same time we both collapsed onto the bed our bodies drained, exhausted to our limits I barely had the energy to put my arm on Mary Beth's heaving chest. She in turn laughed and turned her head towards me, her deep blue eyes still so full of carnal want, her cheeks aglow.

"Are you ready for round two already? My, my JD, doesn't absence make the heart grow fonder."

"You've got to be kidding me, if you're trying to kill me Mary Beth you're going the right way about it."

"Well we do have six years to catch up on JD. I didn't realize you wanted it all in one session."

She quickly moved her hand to my shoulder and pushed me back onto the bed. Straddled my chest and with her hands either side of me, our lips once again touched. I held her head as we kissed, Mary Beth had always been a passionate woman, and she hadn't changed. Slowly a moan of frustration escaped her and our kiss ended. 

"I'm not being very lady like here I know, but I need to pee and I also seem to be leaking all over your stomach."

She shuffled down my body and stopped at the wet patch. One hand now wrapped around my wilted cock as her tongue lapped up our combined juices from my stomach. I was lost to this woman six years ago and I was still lost to her, we had spent an age fucking each others brains out and even now she could still make me hard. Looking up at me she had now finished licking the damp patch off of my stomach, winked, gave my cock a squeeze and said. 

"I wasn't going to waste it JD, you gave it to me and I wanted it back. I will come back and deal with this later, 

Mary Beth moved to the edge of the bed, leaned down and picked up the towel, lifted herself up and walked towards the shower, throwing the towel over her shoulder as she went. I had thought about joining her but knew if I did neither one of us would get out alive. Phoning down for room service and eventually dragging my aching body out of bed smiling at the thought that we had indeed tried so hard to make up for missing time. A twinge of sadness seemed to envelope me just then, perhaps Mom was right my pride had kept me from the one person who made me whole.

My pride had kept me from my family, Mary Beth and the daughter I loved so very much. I needed to see this out, to finish it. Tommy was the last and the most elusive; his father was good and managed to avoid everything I had tried to entice him with. I knew without his father I would have crossed Tommy off my list some time ago.

The knock on the door and the announcement that room service had arrived broke me from my revelry. I could still hear the shower running so they quickly placed the meals down and politely palmed the tip as they left. Suddenly the shower stopped and a few minutes later Mary Beth came out a startled look on her face when she realized that someone other than me had been in the room and she hadn't heard them.

Mary Beth pulled her towel away from her body placed it on the chair and sat on it. Inwardly I groaned, desperately fighting the urge to pull her across the table and taking her again. During the meal we chatted about Mom, Brenna and what all three had been up to while I had been away. Reaching for a piece of paper I had on the table I handed it to her. Mary Beth looked at it and then opened it.

"It's a list of things I would like from the house Mary Beth."

Her whole demeanor seemed to change; her face seemed to harden as she again read the piece of paper. She looked at me long and hard.

Re-read it and then said. "Yes, yes, yes, no, yes, yes."

The no threw me and I desperately run the list out in my head but couldn't figure out in which order I had made it in.

"What have you just said no to?"

"You're Mom and Dads wedding rings JD. You can't have them your Mom gave them to me."

This whole conversation was becoming most bizarre. Mary Beth put the list down and continued to eat, this damned woman knew me better than I knew myself. It now dawned on me why Mom had made sure she got both rings.

"So when is the wedding?"

For just a second Mary Beth gave herself away, she quickly regrouped and remained stone faced, going back to eating, eventually saying.

"If I had my way, it would be tomorrow. But we both know you won't walk away from this so I have to wait. I do know what you've been doing JD. Your Mom tried to hide it from me but she didn't know Mrs. Charwell kept me up to date on the score. There is only Tommy left, you've ruined everyone else."

"They ruined us Mary Beth, we were nothing to them we weren't even on there radar. To them we were insignificant people, leading insignificant lives."

"My heart tells me you need to stop this JD. Please stop for Brenna's and my sake, Tommy has watched you destroy everyone, he knows he's next, and he has to be waiting for you."

"Did he stop Mary Beth? Did he and his friends stop when they forced us off the road? No they were too busy racing for pink slips or some other stupid bet." 

Mary Beth turned to me, for a second I felt like I was looking at an early version of my Mom. These two really did connect in the six years they had spent together.

"You need to understand this JD. Brenna knows you now she has seen you, touched you and talked to you. You're a living breathing Father to her now, not just a picture she has by her bed and you yourself have seen what you have missed these last five years with her. I can't stop you going after Tommy. I can't ask you to walk away from all this and take us with you it's simply not in your nature."

"Tommy and his friends have taken six years of my life with you. Do what you have to do but get it over with JD, just bring back the man I fell in love with all those years ago. I'm tired of all this now and I want my man back where he belongs, in my arms and between my legs."

The room phone interrupted what I was about to say; it's ringing placing an almost invisible wall between us. Mary Beth went back to eating and I answered the phone. 

I suppose I shouldn't have been surprised when I figured out who it was, it seems me just wanting to wish Mom goodbye and getting out of town was rapidly become more a pipe dream than anything. Mary Beth told me she wanted to get back to Brenna so I headed out to keep another appointment. Seeing old man Beckett again after all these years was a surprise. I was shocked at how much he had aged. Tommy pushed the wheelchair to the table and sat next to his Dad.




Mary Beth and Jordan



"Sit down son."

I suppose I should have been prepared for that comment. Old man Beckett was used to having his own way, just like he did six years ago.

"I'm not your son Mr. Beckett, that piece of shit sat next to you is." 

Tommy leapt from his chair, pure hatred in his eyes. His father grabbed his arm preventing him from moving away from the table, a small laugh escaped old man Beckett's lips. 

"I see you still know what buttons to push don't you son."

Giving him the satisfaction of an answer wasn't on my agenda. I sat down and watched the old man, also keeping Tommy in my peripheral vision.

"You asked me here, why?"

Tommy started the fidget. The old man placed his hand in his sons and looked at him. Tommy clearly didn't want to be here and I could no doubt say the same about the old man.

"We need to put this to rest now son. I'm getting old and both of us know we have fought each other to a standstill these last six years. The only reason I'm still breathing is to make sure you can't hurt Tommy. Let me die in peace son."

I shook my head and smiled. But the words of Mom and Mary Beth kept going through my mind.

"You know I could simply wait your going to die eventually and he won't last long without you telling him what to do."

The old man wasn't fast enough this time. Tommy leapt from the chair kicking it away from himself and with an almost animal like growl lunged at me from across the table. I just had time to stand and hit him once, it hurt like hell and for a few minutes I actually thought I may have broken my hand, but it was enough. Tommy was now un-conscious across the table. Old man Beckett looked at his son on the table and then up at me.

"Isn't it amazing what two years worth of boxing lessons can do for you."

Sitting back down I could hear Mary Beth telling me it was time to stop, time to walk away from all this and then my mind focused on Brenna. Six years of my life I had spent going after Tommy and his friends slowly destroying them, just as they had done the same to me so many years ago. But my revenge had already cost me precious time with my Mom, time I could no longer have, if it continued it could well cost me Mary Beth and Brenna. I had only just found my little girl my heart told me I couldn't afford to loose her.

Mary Beth was right, it was time to stop and so with a sigh I looked at old man Beckett and said. 

"I'm going to make you a once in a lifetime, never going to be repeated offer. You both continue to leave your daughter and my child alone. I hope to persuade them both to come with me, if they don't then you never touch them and you keep away from my daughter."

"That girl ceased being my daughter the day she broke ranks and sided with you."

Looking at this tired old man, I just shook my head in wonder. Mary Beth's loyalty to her family was tested to its limits from the time Tommy and his friends forced us off the road when we where returning home the day of our picnic. Filing a report at the Sheriff's office was a waste of time. Old man Beckett saw to that, the Sheriff lost the first form and when I filed again, he found no evidence of the 'accident' at all.

When I started to gather my own evidence Tommy and his friends paid me a visit. I was beaten so badly I was hospitalized for a week. Even my own Mom didn't recognize me on that hospital bed that first night, a day later I got a visit from the Sheriff. Seems everyone had an alibi and of course no one saw anything. Up until now I had kept Mary Beth at arms length, finally agreeing to her visit, she bounced into my room took one look, screamed and dropped the flowers on the floor rushed onto the bed and cried. 

Tommy started to stir on the table and we both watched him sit back down again. His eyes watched, never leaving me. Old man Beckett looked towards Tommy and then moved his hand onto his arm. It was clear he loved his son dearly. It was just so desperately sad that his son was such a thug who once out of his father's sight wanted to behave like the big I am.

"That was a cheap shot, why don't we take this outside?"

I looked towards old man Beckett and sighed, finally standing up, shaking my head and heading towards the door. Stopping for a moment I looked down at the old man, his hand still on his sons arm.

"Why are we kidding ourselves, we both know how this is finally going to end which is why I needed to destroy him the way I had with the others. At least between you and me there were rules. You may hate your daughter but at least you left her and Brenna alone. I know he would have no qualms about hurting them to get to me."

It was the grin on Tommy's face that proved to me what I had just said was right. It's just a shame old man Beckett never could see what a waste of a human being his son really was. Taking the long route back to Mary Beth's gave me the time I needed to think. It was hard to believe I actually liked old man Beckett, yes we had our own agenda's but our fight was with each other.

Suddenly lights filled my rear view mirror and for a moment I thought it may be Tommy, then the lights dimmed and the blue and red lights twirled for a moment and then went out. Indicating and pulling over I waited hands on the steering wheel. A figure emerged from the car and walked on the inside came to my passenger door, opened it and sat down.

"It's been a while Jordan."

I finally allowed myself to relax.

"How are things Sheriff. I suppose it would be a waste of time asking how you knew I was in town."

The Sheriff laughed and I smiled, his laugh had been infectious when his son and I were in school. We both used to tease him just to try and make him laugh, that's how much we liked to hear him. It hadn't changed. 

"Don't forget Jordan, I'm the Sheriff and we don't get that many rental cars in this area, and I'm not sure if anyone told you but Conner has been courting Jodie these last eighteen months."

He sighed. "I sure hope that boy grows a set real quick Jordan, girls like Jodie don't stay on the market long."

That set the Sheriff off on another bout of laughter, finally wiping a laughter tear from his eyes.

"I'm real sorry about your Mom Jordan, we all went to the funeral, and I was even ready to back up Mary Beth if push came to shove. I didn't need to she handled herself with real dignity, shame I couldn't say the same for some that turned up."

The Sheriff paused for a moment. I figured this part of the conversation was long over due; this was the first time he had to start it.

"Jordan I'm not dumb. I know you had a hand in getting me elected and even re-elected. You may have steered clear of campaign contributions but I know how much I got charged for all the flyers and posters that went up."

"Sheriff..." 

He held up his hand to stop me.

"Don't Jordan, you see when I found out what you were doing I went to see your Mom. She persuaded me to let it be, she told me this town needed an honest Sheriff and I was to let you help if I was comfortable with it then fine, if not then the bad guys win again. You have never asked for anything in return Jordan."

"Sheriff, a good and honest man won that election, we both got what we wanted. This town needed someone that old man Beckett couldn't call on to protect his son anymore and of course your good lady got to wear that hat at the celebration party." 

The Sheriff burst into a fresh round of laughter and again I just couldn't help but smile, I had missed this man, Conner was my best friend but this man was there for me when my Father died. Mom knew I sometimes went to him for advice on things I felt I couldn't talk to Mom about, just as I knew he was know doubt on the phone to her by the time I had left his front porch.

"I've seen the storm clouds gathering Jordan. All I can do is warn you like I warned Tommy. Don't break the law Jordan, even you're not immune from the law."

"Sheriff I plan to be in and out of town in a couple of days. What can possibly happen in a couple of days?"

I still heard the Sheriff laughing as he climbed back into his car and pulled away leaving me still sitting on the side of the road. 

As I pulled away my mind again wandered back to the hospital bed and telling Mary Beth that it was her brother and his friends that put me here. She grabbed her bag and after a flurry of activity found her cell. The call to Tommy was quick, Mary Beth yelled down the phone and apparently Tommy did some yelling back. It was then that old man Beckett got involved and ordered her home. The look in her eyes sealed it for me. I knew she was daddy's little girl and now even that was being tested. 

We had both already come up against her Fathers animosity towards me, to him I was the geek who had seduced his little girl by stealth and to make it worse I wasn't from some old money family from the Hampton's. Mary Beth made excuses and added she would be back once she had sorted out this mess. Nodding in the appropriate places and eventually looking out the window rather than watch her leave, the pain of all five of them taking it in turn to hold me down while the others beat on me was nothing compared to seeing the girl I loved so intensely take the side of her Father and Brother, it damned near killed me. 

She never came back and if she had the nurses where under instructions not to let her in. As soon as I could leave the hospital I left town. I stayed with cousins for a while to convalesce but Mom soon realized I wasn't coming back, apart from Mom there simply wasn't anything for me to come back to, so Mom released money Dad had put aside for me and as soon as I was well enough I started my own IT business. Planning my revenge started soon after. 

Both the girls were sat on the porch when I pulled up. Mary Beth said something into Brenna's ear and she quickly looked around and watched me get out of the car. Climbed off her Mom and dashed to the gate in time for me to meet her there, I carried her back to the porch and sat next to Mary Beth, I started to think Brenna was simply holding it together until I got back. Not long after I sat down she was once again in her mothers arms, and then she was asleep, we both smiled, Mary Beth leaned into me.

"Get to bed JD you and I have unfinished business."

I followed the girls inside and Mary Beth kicked a door open as she passed it and continued on down the hall with Brenna in her arms. Mary Beth had changed much of the interior of what was once Mom's room, I stood by the window thinking about what old man Beckett was going to do next, I had made him an offer that to a man like him would have shook on it instantly. The cloud over the whole conversation was Tommy and his unpredictability in the matter.

"A nickel for them JD."

"I was just thinking how sexy you looked naked and when I could get you that way again."

I heard a rustle of clothing and looked around in time to see her blouse hit the floor, the vision standing before me was just sex on legs, the smile on her lips and the glint in her eye, warning me of what was coming.

"You are so full of shit JD, but I love you so much I will take your compliment and raise you. I've shown you mine, now show me yours."

I made love to Mary Beth that night, kissing every inch of her body, re-discovering every part of her, we both knew we had to be real gentle with each other, so I matched the gentle kiss I gave her one side of her neck with one the other side, each time my lips left her skin a slow moan would leave her. By the time my kisses had got to her breasts the redness and the heat from her skin giving me amble warning of her building arousal. 

As my kisses danced over her nipples I couldn't help running my tongue across them as well. She grunted and her upper body arched towards me and her hands wrapped themselves around my head forcing more of her nipple into my mouth where I gladly suckled on her and listened to those interesting little noises that came from her when I did, her breasts seemed to feel fuller and more sensitive. The devil in me turned this into a tease and torment time and I set about seeing how hard I could make her nipples, and then holding her nipple between my lips, how far I could stretch them.

Mary Beth let me know in her own way she was enjoying this when her grasp of my head slackened, her hands rested between my shoulder blades and gently ran her fingers up the back of my neck, steady moans and thrust upwards of her upper body hinting that she wanted me to continue for a while longer anyway. My torment was complete when I looked at both wet and incredibly hard nipples, my saliva making her nipples glisten. Sensing it was now a good time to continue my journey down her body, pausing just briefly to work on the underside of her breasts. 

As I came upon a rib my tongue would run either up or down it a few inches, it was incredible watching her skin goose bump and then her body would shudder as my tongue worked along her rib line. At one point I had to stop and desperately suppress a giggle as I heard her exhale and faintly hear her say.

"Fuck I'm going to die and he hasn't even got to the best bits yet. I love this man."

By now it was her navel that was getting my attention, she tried to anticipate what I was doing and I watched as her stomach would dip away from my lips in an effort to stop me delving into her navel. The smell of her sex was becoming all-pervasive now, my nostrils would flair and I was finding it harder and harder to concentrate on my teasing her. As I went lower slowly kissing the area where Mary Beth once had hair I smiled, her skin was so smooth, she had obviously taken great care when she had shaved, her skin didn't have a blemish on it.

With one final kiss on her pubic bone I looked at her pussy, she was still bruised and well used from our earlier session. Her pussy lips were red and bloated. Cum trickled down between her lips and seemed to highlight her opening more. I kissed slowly downward and I bent forward a little the heat being generated between her legs was incredible and I kissed her pussy right on the center. She jumped when I did. Another soft moan escaped her lips and judging by the speed her chest was rising and falling, poor Mary Beth was having trouble breathing again. 

I hesitated for a long moment. Finally I took my fingers and spread her swollen pussy lips. 

"You have a beautiful pussy Mary Beth. The center is pink and kind of wrinkled but it's still bruised and swollen from before. You are really wet Mary Beth, is there something I can do to help you there."

With a grunt Mary Beth lifted her upper body, grabbed my hair and pulled me up and away from her, our eyes locked on one another her face was awash with perspiration, but it was her eyes I focused on, the pure lust this woman felt was gathering pace and I was holding her release back from her. She was very quiet, not saying anything. Finally and between gritted teeth she said.

"You took this body back JD and I love you so very much, but. If you don't get to the good parts and real soon I'm locking your head down there and you're not coming out until I'm total sated. Take the hint JD."

With that gentle threat hanging in the air she let my hair go and lay back onto the bed. I couldn't help but smile, this was all my own making, I had got her to this stage and again set about teasing her, poor Mary Beth was borderline now, and she so desperately needed her release. I looked at her swollen pink flower and slid my tongue deep into her and licked it slowly. She jumped again and I heard her moan. Her knees lifted and her pussy changed angle slightly, her lips were more open now. I licked it again and flattened my tongue and ran it over her wet center. She tasted exquisite and I loved the scent her excited pussy was sending out too.

Suddenly her heels dug into the bed and her body arched, her pussy left my lips, and Mary Beth let out one heck of an orgasm, I had nothing to do until she came back down again and when she did. Boy was I going to have some fun. Her fingers were wrapped into the bed sheet her toes curled a couple of drops of cum landed on my forehead as she shook and gasped her way through her orgasm. Even in this state she was trying to be quiet so as not to wake Brenna and also savor every ounce of her orgasm at the same time. Not an easy thing to do for any Mother let alone one that could be as vocal as Mary Beth. 

I guess it was quite a step for her. When her body finally came to rest again on the bed I was waiting for her. I certainly knew what I wanted to do, so I did it. As poor Mary Beth tried desperately to pull air into her lungs, I swung my body around and on top of her, she must have had her eyes open because she pushed my legs apart and grabbed my cock in her hand guiding it into her mouth as I lowered myself onto her, then holding her ass I twisted on the bed and we swapped places.

Mary Beth was in her element now and being underneath her gave me the angle I wanted. I could feel her hands on my ass and using me as leverage as she lowered her mouth all the way down my erection until I could feel her nose touch my groin area. I licked her sweet pussy again and again in return her groan sent shudders down my cock. I loved her taste, her nectar just made me come back for more, what a wonder this woman was. Again I slid my tongue inside her pussy extending my tongue as far as I could inside her, my lips touched her wet flesh. I sucked a little and her sweet juices filled my mouth.

My taste buds where going crazy and for a second a pulled away from her, that's when I found the small firm soaked bud of her clit, fully exposed and glistening. The smell of her cum simply sent me to greater heights. It was time, Mary Beth deserved this and I knew it would be my turn later. I wrapped my arms around her ass and locked my hands so she couldn't move, instantly she went rigid as she realized something had changed, her mouth came away from my cock and she looked behind her, with a wink of my eye I see panic cross her face as she suddenly realized what I had in store, so with a grin on my face.

Firming my grip on her ass, I pulled back just a little, moved my head down and explored her slit with my tongue. Finding her bud again, she cried out and then desperately tried to stifle it. I sucked it in as far into my mouth as I could and flicked it with my tongue over and over. Mary Beth buried her head between my thighs and screamed. Her body went rigid. I continued to flick her clit as fast as my tongue would go and she thrashed against me. Her body writhed against mine and I managed to keep my mouth against her pussy and sucked and tongued her clit until she had two screaming climaxes. 

As much as I wanted to tease her further I knew she was spent, her body little more than a wet rag on top of me. Other than her chest heaving to be followed by small sobs as she released the oxygen from her lungs, all her energy was sapped from her. Mary Beth's clit glowed red and looked incredibly sensitive after her climax, her sweet juices soaked my mouth and neck. I stroked her ass and legs as her body and mind came back to me, finally feeling her move, I unlocked my arms and as tenderly as I could I lay her back on the bed, she was as limp as could be, and lay on her back both crying and panting at the same time.

Climbing up the bed I held her head in my arms sometimes I would brush a hair from her face even though I knew there wasn't one there it was the feeling of tenderness I wanted her to sense and understand, other times I would lean down and kiss her forehead. It was the sleep of the exhausted that stole my Mary Beth from me that night, making sure she was comfortable I lay down next to her and I listened to her breathing, soon that hypnotic noise took me also. 

I heard the door open and Mary Beth stiffened against me so I knew she was awake as well. We had been caught and I decided to try and bluff it out, I watched with one open eye as Brenna walked into the bedroom and then up to me, she shook me. 




Mary Beth and Jordan



"Daddy can I sleep with you and Mom tonight theirs a man outside my window?"

It took me a moment to register what she had said and then I grabbed Brenna and swung her over me to Mary Beth, who caught her in mid flight as she herself rolled out of the bed. Brenna now safely tucked into her body I grabbed a pair of pants and shoved them on running for the bedroom door and out the back way. The evening was cool and my skin started to tingle.

Slowly as I dared so as not to make any noise walking along the porch and keeping as close to the shadows and the wall of the house as I could I made it to the corner, looked around it to see two shapes, one on the floor, face down, the other standing over him tapping a night stick against his thigh.

"You have the right to remain silent."

Breathing a sigh of relief I walked away from the shadows and onto the front porch. The standing figure must have heard me because he turned to look towards the house. 

"Oh hi Jordan I sure am sorry about this."

The Sheriff looked again at the figure on the floor.

"You see what you did son, you went and woke these nice folks with all your up to no good attitude."

It wasn't until I got closer that I realized the figure on the floor was out cold, and then I kicked something lying next to the figure on the floor and the smell of petrol was suddenly everywhere. 

"Watch where you put your feet Jordan, I've already called the Fire Department out to hose down the front of Mary Beth's house and lawn just to be on the safe side."

"Sheriff I'm taking Mary Beth and Brenna back to the hotel with me tonight, we'll sort this out in the morning and maybe the urge to kill this piece of shit will have passed by then."

"Good idea Jordan, having to charge you with murder is a nightmare of paperwork, plus having to put you in jail instead of him just doesn't sit right with me."

Mary Beth was watching everything from the front door. She still had Brenna clutched tightly in her arms as I drew closer she stepped back into the house and we hugged, the tension that had built up over the last few minutes just poured from Mary Beth and she started to shake uncontrollably and finally cry.

"Looks like you're going to have to kiss it better this time Daddy." 

All three of us laughed. Both the girls went into Brenna's room to pack while I got on the phone to the hotel to change my reservation to a family room. By now the fire Department had turned up, a deputy was again reading Tommy his rights as he was putting a now awake Tommy into the back of a car, the Sheriff talked to the fire chief who then set his guys on hosing the front of the house down.

The news of what had happened at the house had got to Jodie long before we got to the hotel, she met us at the door and walked with us to our new room telling me that I was to keep my things in my old room until tomorrow and she would see to it that everything was moved when I went to make my statement in the morning. Our priority was to try to be as normal about things as we could in front of Brenna and once she was over the excitement of being in a big room with Mom and Dad she was soon asleep in her own bed in the corner of the room. 

While both anxiously watching her as she slept the sleep of an innocent, we sat on the end of our bed. Tonight had rammed home to me what I had missed these last five years and what I could have missed for the rest of my life. My stubbornness came close to being my own undoing. That could never be allowed to happen again. 

Mary Beth and I talked for a while trying desperately hard to hold onto our own form of normalcy and hugging each other as much as possible knowing full well the consequences of what may have happened if the Sheriff hadn't been there, or Brenna hadn't seen Tommy outside her window.

I woke first and slipped out of our room and promptly walked into hotel security who was sitting outside. He smiled, waved and continued to sit in his chair across the hall. I have never been so relieved to see hotel security in my life as I did just then; my first trip was to my old room for a quick shower and change, and then down to reception. I had to shake my head when I saw Jodie stood at reception and wondered if that girl ever went home. She smiled and came across to the counter. 

"Good morning Jordan, the Sheriff has been on the phone, he said to tell you not to rush. Once Mr. Beckett had found out what his son was up to last night he has cut all contact with him."

I smiled and thanked Jodie and the rest of the staff for sorting everything out so quickly last night and went back to my room, I could hear Brenna singing this side of the door, when I got inside Brenna was on our bed Mary Beth singing songs along with her, I sent both off to shower and then we headed for breakfast filling Mary Beth in on the Sheriff's phone call on the way. 

We swung by the house and dropped Brenna off at Mrs. Charwell's then on to the Sheriff's office. Mary Beth noticed her father first. She simply nodded her head towards him and held onto my hand as though her life depended on it. The Sheriff came out and called all three of us into his office.

"I have no intention of repeating myself so you folks get used to this. Mr. Beckett, myself and two deputies watched your son try to burn down the house owned by Mary Beth Beckett knowing full well that there were three people inside."

Old man Beckett was visibly shaken at what the Sheriff had said and seemed to take an age to collect his thoughts before he looked at Mary Beth and said.

"I didn't believe you back then. I'm sorry, what I took for adolescent high jinx with Tommy was something deeper and I failed to take any action other than to pay people off rather than face the real issue, that's not going to happen now, it's time for him to learn."

He then looked at the Sheriff.

"Do what needs to be done Sheriff. He will receive no help from me."

With a sigh he wheeled himself to the door, I opened it and he left. No one saw him again until the trial. Old man Beckett was there every day, right at the front so his own son could see he had no intention of bailing him out this time, even his own lawyer was state appointed. Tommy Beckett burst into tears when sentence was handed down, his father sat stone faced when it took three bailiffs to take the now screaming Tommy out of the court. As the court cleared old man Beckett just sat staring at the door they had to carry his son through.

Mary Beth looked at me and I nodded, she smiled and quickly squeezed my hand and then leaned down and whispered into Brenna's ear, pointing towards the man in the wheel chair, we had both talked long and hard about this the night before. At first I damned near had a fight on my hands, until I reminded her that I lost six years of my Mom, her and Brenna through my own stubbornness, she couldn't afford to do the same. Brenna slid off her Mom's lap and both walked towards the man in the chair. Old man Beckett watched them approach, Mary Beth sat next to her Father and Brenna again sat on her lap. 

I snuck out of the courthouse to phone the office. Peggy as always was on top of everything and even hinted that she couldn't see why I was even needed in the office. I of course threatened to sack her and could hear her laughing as we put the phone down on each other. I flew back for a few days while Mary Beth went into organization mode.

The wedding was held in my hometown a month later. It took some time and I'm sure much to the consternation of a few folks in town, but old man Beckett gave her away and of course Brenna almost stole the wedding when she walked down the isle with Mom and Dads rings on a small cushion and announced to all the guests that she had her Daddy back and it was about time and she would like a little sister next please. 



Mary Beth



I turned and said, "Not this time Mary Beth. You know the old saying, "Fuck me once, shame on you. Fuck me twice and shame on me."

I left her standing there yelling, "Please honey, you know I love you" as I got on the elevator and pushed the button for the lobby.