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Mr. Right? Ch. 01

By: angelicsounds



This is my first submission and I'd like any feedback you all have for me. 

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 Giggling, Staci sipped her drink and continued to listen to the five drunken girls bellow out the lyrics to "Baby got Back". She leaned over to her friend Maia and practically yelled to be heard over the music, "Why is it that the girls with no asses at all feel the need to karaoke to "Baby Got Back"? I mean, the song is about hang a large ass. It's blatant misrepresentation." Maia just laughed. "Girl, you are so crazy. Leave them alone and let them have their dreams." 

They were sitting at a table with four of their other friends at a small bar that had a karaoke night every Wednesday. For some reason, Staci always came back for more. She thought it was probably the amusement factor of watching drunken people sing ridiculous songs and once in a while, they picked a really good song that got the whole bar singing. Yes, it was a good way to spend a Wednesday night and the drink specials were nothing to shake a stick at. She knew the bar had to be pulling in a lot of money every Thursday with $5 pitchers of the mixed drink of your choice. The fact that almost everyone in the bar was drinking from a pitcher instead of cups was testament to that. She looked down to her own pitcher of rum and coke. It was a good day and she was ending it with good drinks and good friends. If only she could go home to a good man and cuddle up in her bed. Then it would be an excellent day. 

"Hey, girl, what are you thinking about? Let me guess...you're thinking that if you don't get some kind of ass in the next month, you're going to check into a nunnery," Felicia said with a smile and then proceeded to take a sip from her pitcher of Bahama Mama. 

Staci shot her a look. " No, I was thinking that if you don't stop wearing so much perfume when we go out, one night we're all going to asphyxiate in the car on the way here and cause a major accident. If I were you, I would try to avoid being the cause of so much loss of life." 

The table erupted into laughter and Staci donned a satisfied smile. 'Take that, bitch,' she thought to herself. Of all her friends, Staci liked Felicia the least. Not because she was a bad person of anything, but because she could never seem to keep her mouth shut. Not even in public places like a bar where you have to shout to be heard and everyone was so packed together sometimes that there were inevitably eavesdroppers. No one wants half the bar to know that it has been 3 months...no wait, make that 4 months since she's gotten any booty. It wasn't that Staci wasn't attractive. With her cocoa brown skin, her almond shaped, light brown eyes that bordered on hazel, her bright smile and her patented "coke bottle" shape of round hips, a small waist and sizable boobs, it was hard not to get male attention sometimes. 

It was more that Staci had become picky. She did not want to give it up to just anybody, it took a special kind of man to get Staci going now and they were few and far between. She wasn't into one night stands, although she had her fair share back in the day. Now, she was looking for Mr. Right. But unfortunately, Mr. Right seemed to be on vacation or hiding under a rock or something because he surely wasn't anywhere around where she was looking. But that's the way it is. 

"Anastacia Marie Jones! Yo! Earth to Staci!" Staci blinked and found Maia waving her hands about three inches in front of her nose. 

"Staci, we've been talking to you for a while now only to find that you had checked out early of the 'Mind Motel' on us. Maybe you've had enough to drink for the night." Maia looked slightly concerned, but more amused. 

"I'm fine. I've barely made a dent in this pitcher and the night is still young." Giggling she added, "Who knows what the night will bring. Mr. Right might just fall into my lap tonight...and if he doesn't, I'll check to see how many rooms the nunnery has open because I'm taking you old biddies down with me."

Staci unlocked and opened the door to her apartment and sighed. No Mr. Right tonight, but there was Mr. Sketchy, Mr. Sleazy, and Mr. Cheesy. When would those types of guys ever give up? It was enough to make a girl take a vow of celibacy...well, almost. Staci looked at her answering machine and saw that she had a message. 

She walked over to the machine and pushed the button. It was her friend Kathy asking to borrow a dress for the Kappa party that Friday night. The mention of a Kappa party made Staci smirk. She was getting a little too old to be hitting up frat parties. But, then again it was alumni weekend and all the frat boys of the past would be swarming around campus and the numerous parties that weekend. At least the Kappa party was a bit more upscale than the usual "get drunk and pass out on the lawn" fare that she used to go to. Maybe a mature alum was just what she was looking for, but she wasn't sure if frat boys ever matured. She chuckled lightly and made her way to the bedroom, making a mental note to call Kathy back in the morning about the dress and about scoring an extra invite or two to the Kappa party. It was about time she got off her butt and became proactive in the search for Mr. Right....or Mr. "I'm going to strip you naked right now" because Felicia was right, 4 months was a long time to be without some booty.

Mr. Right? Ch. 02



Friday had arrived and Staci was gearing up for a night out with her girls and hopefully with a few good looking men as well. Kathy had been ceremoniously univited to the Kappa party, seeing as her latest boyfriend, Quincy, found out that she was two timing him with some guy named Brian. Staci swore that Kathy would never settle down, but she did expect Kathy to date Qunicy for more than two weeks before stepping out on him. And to think, she was missing out on the Kode Red party that the Kappa's threw annually because Kathy had decided to move on before breaking up Quincy. A Kappa party was guaranteed to have exteremely fine brothers and good drinks, which were both great in Staci's book. To say that Staci was a little disappointed would have been an understatement. But as it turned out, Kathy only got with Brian to get invitations to the Sigma Chi party and after she got those, she was done with him as well. The Sigma Chi brothers were known for their big house, big parties, and hot brothers, so that lessened Staci's disappointment a tad. She still would have rather gone to the Kappa party, but she would make the most of her night. 

Staci hopped in her car and drove to Kathy's apartment. She would have rather met up with the girls at the party, but Kathy had the invites and she insisted that they all go together so that one of them could be the Designated Driver and the other girls could have a good night. Staci pulled into to an open spot down the street from the building and got out of her car, making sure to check her makeup before exiting the car. She strode towards the apartment buliding, enjoying the clack clack that her three inch heels were making on the pavement. She rarely wore heels, but when she did, she couldn't help but feel sexy. She knew she looked good that night, judging by the reaction of the guy running by Kathy's building. He nearly ran into a lamp post looking at her while he ran. She was wearing a pair of jeans that could double as a second layer of skin and a dark green halter top that accentuated her complexion as well as her breasts. She rang the bell and announced herself when Kathy used the intercom to check to see who it was. The buzzer sounded and she went inside to enjoy the company of her friends. 

"I still can't believe we are going to this," Maia stated as they piled into Kathy's red Ford Explorer. 

"I can't believe Kathy was able to get us all invitations," Staci replied, knowing that Kathy was just waiting for the opportunity to divulge how she managed to seduce a frat boy into bending to her will. At least, that was how all the rest of her stories went. 

"It was nothing, Stace. Brian thought that the party could use a few more eligible females, now that I'm "off the market". Of course, that doesn't mean that I won't be partaking in the festivities tonight. I'm always on the lookout for a deal," Kathy winked at Maia, who was in the front passenger seat, and started the car.

"Poor Brian didn't know what he was getting himself into, did he?" Maia threw an inquisitive eyebrow Kathy's way.

"Honey, Brian was way out of his league and he knew it. He was lucky I took the time to remember his name. It would have worked out better if Q hadn't found out about us, but oh well. Now, Matthew Rosenbloom, he's right on my level and if he's at the party tonight, he's all mine." Kathy licked her lips in anticipation. 

"Who's Matthew Rosenbloom?" Staci questioned. 

"Only the most beautiful man this campus has ever seen! I heard that he was going to be on campus for alumni weekend, so I did a little investigating. Turns out he's staying with his old frat brothers and they are all supposed to be at this party tonight...which is where Brian comes in." Kathy exclaimed. 

Staci laughed and got ready for a good time. She sat in the back with Felicia, Shannon, and Alexandria. She looked around the truck and realized that she was surrounded by beautiful women. How could she compare? She wasn't unattractive but she surely wasn't drop dead gorgeous like the rest of her friends. 

Kathy was a natural blond with practically no body fat and striking green eyes that captivated men all over the campus. Maia was a petite Hmong girl who had a big heart and a great smile. She was born in the states, but her family had spent a few years in London before coming back to America. Men absolutely loved Maia's accent and it didn't hurt that she had a banging body to match. Staci often wished that she could have legs like Maia's, instead of the jello thighs she was graced with. Felicia and Lexi were twins with light brown hair and deep blue eyes. Their caramel complexions only served to enhance their beauty. If she ever gave up on Mr. Right and decided to hit on women instead, she would start with one of them. Most likely Lexi, because Felicia was a little too annoying for her tastes. Shannon was the quiet one of the group, but get a few drinks in her and she would become an instant chatter box. Staci smiled at her friend and wondered what it was that inevitably drew men to Shannon. Shannon looked over and smiled back. Ah, that's it. Shannon had dimples that complimented her genuine smile very nicely. Her nose was a bit long, but not unattractively so and her olive skin, blue-green eyes, and long dark hair made her the complete package. Wait, no...what made Shannon the complete package was her brain. Shannon took her GREs hung over and still only got three wrong. She had nearly a 4.0 GPA and was planning on becoming an astronomer in the future. 

They pulled into a parking space that was near the party and made their way over. It was Lexi's turn to be the Designated Driver, so Kathy handed her the keys and went to find Brian...in order to break up with him. They arrived in front of the Sigma Chi house and Staci took in her surroundings. The party had already begun to spill outside the house and into the back by the pool. The Sigma's did know how to throw a party; Staci had to give them that. Once inside, she and the girls checked their coats and began to mingle. Staci hooked arms with Maia and whispered into her ear, "Make sure to save me from and slimy guys and I'll be sure to warn you when Marcus is prowling around." Maia laughed. Marcus was her ex-turned-stalker. It was obvious that he was one of those guys who never learned when to quit. 

"Alright, you have a deal. And it looks like I get to go first. Anthony is trying to make his way over here. Consider this your 2 minute warning." 

Remember Mr. Sleazy from the bar? Yeah, that's him. He was another one who didn't know how to give up. Staci and Maia made a quick escape stage left and ended up in the kitchen. The bartender for the night was Jesse, Staci's favorite frat boy. 

"Staci! What's going on? I haven't seen you in a while. Were you in class on Friday?" Jesse exclaimed. 

Staci thought his smile would wrap clear around his head if it could. Jesse was always smiling when Maia was around. Staci wished he'd just get on with asking her out. 

"Hey, Puddin'. I was there, but I sat in the back. Abramowitz would have called on me otherwise and I totally didn't finish the reading." Mr. A was always calling on Staci, but she didn't know if it was because she always willing to share her opinions with the class or if it was some unrequited teacher's crush. The thought made her shudder. Mr. A? No way! 

"Well, good. I was worried because you never miss Mr. A's class." Jesse continued to smile as he whipped up two rum and cokes. What could she say, Jesse knew what the woman liked and she wasn't about to complain. 

"I didn't know you were going to be here, Puddin'. I would have thought you would have been at the Kode Red party tonight. You're still cool with the Kappas, aren't you?" Staci asked while she sipped on her drink.

"Yeah, I wish I could go, but I had agreed to be the bartender here before the date was set for the Kode Red party. Joe and Reggie begged me to do this and you know I can't turn those two down." 

Staci giggled. "Well, I'll see you later, Jes. Make sure to get off duty in time to dance with us. What would a Sigma party be without dancing with my favorite frat boy?" 

She walked off with Maia in tow and smiled to herself. "He's such a cutie, don't you think, Mai?" 

Maia made a face. "Maybe if he didn't smile so much. He makes my face hurt just looking at him."

"He only does that when you're around. I promise he's a lot more interesting outside of the social scene." Staci laughed and winked at her friend. It was time to party! 

A few drinks and lots of dancing later, Staci found herself wandering out to the pool. She took up residence in a comfy looking beach chair and relaxed. Maia had been stolen from her side by a handsome Omega Tau guy and Felicia and Kathy were nowhere to be seen. Shannon was getting her kicks dancing on a table in the dining room until Staci and Lexi pulled her off and Lexi decided to escort her home early. Staci wondered if Kathy had found her Matthew Rosenbloom and if she had run away with him to make babies and take all his money. She chuckled to herself and was startled to hear a voice coming from her left. 

"I thought you were cute, but the way you twist up your mouth when you chuckle just proves me wrong....you're beautiful!" 

The voice sounded smoother than melted chocolate and it made her heart beat just that much faster. Staci looked up at the owner of the voice and into a pair of warm grey eyes, but she detected a hint of blue in them as well. The eyes belonged to a very handsome man, one she wouldn't mind getting to know a little better. His sandy brown hair hung almost down to his shoulders and although he tried to keep it out of his face, some escaped and hung down into his eyes as he sat down beside her. His lips were on the thin side but his bottom lip protruded slightly further than the top one and it made her want to suck it into her mouth. 

She felt her heartbeat quicken and reminded herself that he was just a man and only worth her time if he was a gentleman. His broad frame seemed to take up more space than she thought possible and wondered what it was that made her feel...surrounded by the man who sat before her. Staci's inner flirt, who Staci lovingly referred to as Sasha, decided to take over the dealings with this hunk of man before her.

"Why, thank you, stranger. It's nice to get a compliment every once in a while." Staci threw in a classic smile to let the hunk know that she was indeed flattered. 

He smiled back at her and Staci thought that she was lucky she was sitting because her knees had just turned to jelly. The man was amazing. 'Keep it together, Staci. Keep it together,' she thought to herself. 

"Stranger? Well, we will just have to fix that, won't we? My name is Matt. And yours is?" 

Staci raised an eyebrow. 'It couldn't be.....could it?' she thought. Matt was a pretty common name, but it would be just her luck to have the one guy that should be off limits hitting on her. He was handsome and she could see him being described by Kathy as the most handsome man this campus had ever seen, although it was somewhat of an exaggeration. "The name is Anastacia, but I go by Staci..... Out of curiosity, what's your last name?" 

"Why do you want to know?" 

"So I can Google you and see what you've been up to. So I can look you up, get your number and prank call you. So when you break my heart, I know who to have the hired hitmen go after. So I can...." 

"Ok ok ok. I get your point. It's Rosenbloom. My full name is Matthew Xavier Maxamillion Rosenbloom. I'm just thankful that the Maxamillion didn't come first and I'm not bragging about my last name either. It's unique, but it sounds so....snooty...snotty...you know what I'm talking about. And don't get me started on what my name could have been...I think my parents were high when they were picking out names." 

Staci laughed and thought to herself that it was a plus that he had a sense of humor, dealing with Kathy for an extended period of time was taxing if you couldn't laugh it off. Sasha, the inner flirt, was just going to have to wait to get her flirt on another time because Kathy had already claimed this one. She continued to chuckle lightly, but immediately stopped when she caught the look that Matt was giving her. It was so lusty, intense, and full of desire. She was in trouble and she knew it. Staci did what came naturally to her in these situations, she tried to play it off. "What? Do I have something on my face? Tell me if I do, because letting me walk around with something on my face is crime enough to warrant hitmen coming after you. I have your full name now too." 

Matt smiled and small crinkles could be seen at the corners of his eyes. As he leaned forward she noticed just how big his frame was. She was a sucker for larger men with six packs and big arms. She noticed that Matt's arms seemed big enough to engulf her, which made her wonder about the rest of his body. How he would feel beneath her hands as she rubbed him all over? Oh, yes, she was in trouble now. She shook her head to bring her back to reality. Matt was still smiling at her, but he was closer now. He spoke with his voice barely above a whisper. "You don't have anything on your face, but if you keep laughing you'll end up in my arms and on your back." 

Staci's eyes widened and then she steeled her expression into her patented smirk that she saved for assholes just like Matt. "I don't know where you get off, but this is my stop. Thanks for the chat, but I really must be going. I don't have time for losers or assholes and unfortunately for you, you fit into both those categories. Later." And with that, Staci stood and marched back into the house. The nerve of that guy. She wondered who he thought that line was going to work on. Maybe it would work on some girl ready to throw herself at him, but not her. It was going to take a lot more than a pretty face and a voice that would make Barry White jealous to get Anastacia Jones on her back. 

Matt sat back in his chair and laughed to himself. He had been watching her all night and seeing the way her body moved as she swayed and danced to the music drove him crazy. He was looking for an opportunity to talk to her and once he had one, he blew it. He couldn't believe he came on so strong so quickly, but there was something about Staci that made him eager, almost hungry. Eager for what? He didn't know, but he was sure whatever it was would start with a kiss. Her lips looked so soft and kissable, especially when she smiled or laughed. Even her smirk made him want to grab her and kiss her senseless. He was in trouble. He was crazy for a girl who no longer wanted anything to do with him and he only had the weekend to convince her otherwise. After the weekend, he'd have to go back to work and work didn't allow much time for party hopping or girl chasing. Good thing alumni weekend was a long one; he'd probably need the extra day. 

Staci walked in and straight to the bar. There was only one thing that would take her mind off that jerk and he was working the bar tonight. Jesse turned just has she walked up. He gave her a smile and held up a finger. He was still making a drink for someone else. When he was finished, he sauntered over and leaned on the bar. "What can I do for you, sweetness?" 

Staci sighed and began to tell Jesse about her night so far. He laughed when she recounted her exact words to Matt. When she finished, Jesse cocked his head to the side and gazed at her. "Hmmm. I know what will cheer you up. Another drink....after we dance. I mean, what's a Sigma Chi party if I can't be seen with the most beautiful girl at the party?" 

Staci laughed and thought to herself that Maia must have left with that other guy because she knew that she was number two on Jesse's short list of "the most beautiful women". He was just as picky as she was when it came to women and fortunately for him, he had good taste. They made their way to the dance floor after Jesse found someone to take over bartending. Staci hadn't noticed what he was wearing from behind the bar, but she was pleased that he had made the effort to look nice that night. His strawberry blond hair was spiked up on the top and his shirt brought out the blue of his eyes. 

His football player build had first attracted Staci to him, but his personality was what made them such good friends. There wasn't any chemistry between them, but that didn't mean that she couldn't have her hunky friend grind against her every once in a while. She liked making the other girls jealous. Jesse settled his hands on her hips from behind her and began to sway in the clocklike manner that a lot of guys used. Back and forth, back and forth, until suddenly Jesse changed it up and quickly turned her around. He spun her out, brought her back and then dipped her, before returning her to her previous position. Staci was laughing and gasping for breath by then. 

She turned to look at Jesse. "Where did that come from?" 

"I'm taking social dance lessons. I thought I'd throw a little swing your way and see what you thought." 

"Jesse, you continue to surprise me. But, next time, give a girl some warning won't you? I was afraid I was going to break my ankle flying all over the place in these heels." 

Jesse laughed and they danced a few more songs. Staci saw that it was about time to call it a night and went off in search of Lexi. Staci found her at the rendezvous point along with Felicia and a very put out Kathy. 

"Hey ladies, great party, huh?" Staci asked as she walked up to the group. She waited 

to hear what Kathy would say, because by now she was able to read her friend's expressions quite well. The girl was ready to burst with a rant of some kind. 

Kathy continued to pout for a second until she launched into a tirade about how Brian was in the midst of hooking up with a "brazen hussy" named Summer and how she had to yank her out of the room by her bleached blond hair before officially calling it off with Brian. Unfortunately, to make matters worse, Matt Rosenbloom had ignored her like she was yesterday's news. She had heard that he was looking for something new, but she guessed that rumor was false. Kathy looked like she was on the verge of tears. Staci wasn't sure if it was because of Brian or because of Matt, but one thing was for sure, that Matt was a heartbreaker. She made the right decision by writing him off as a loser. Staci gave Kathy a sympathetic look and assured her that both Matt and Brian were dumbasses and not worthy of her time, like any good friend would. 

Kathy looked at her, "Brian for sure, but Matt? I was so sure about Matt." 

"Believe me, hun, if there's anyone not worth your time, it's Matt Rosenbloom." 

Kathy threw her a skeptical glance. "How would you know?" 

Staci smirked, "Is Matt about 6'3", sandy brown hair, grayish-blue eyes, nice build, and the sign above his head that flashes 'I think I'm God's gift to women.' with an arrow pointing down at him?"

Kathy smiled slightly and nodded, so Staci continued. "Well, we met. And believe me, the man may be gorgeous, but you are way out of his league. He may have had that sign above his head, but he had 'Tool' written all over his back. Seriously, I saw the post-it notes myself." The girls laughed, but their laughter was short lived. A figure stepped out of the shadows cast by a near by bush. 

"I was wondering who put those there. I figured it was you, Staci." The smooth voice made Staci shiver, but the owner of the voice made her quake with anger. Staci had once again donned her smirk and turned to look at Matt with disapproval.

"I would appreciate it if you stopped sneaking up on me, Matt. I don't like having to take out the trash more than once. Get the point and go home." Staci's voice dripped with venom and she was pretty sure that if looks could kill Matt would be riddled with holes. He was getting glares from all four of them. 




Mr. Right? Ch. 02



Matt just smiled and laughed to himself. He thought he was going to have a hard time before when Staci hated him for being lewd. Now he finds out she's friends with the "frat whore," Kathy. He had heard Kathy was a good lay from one of the other brothers, but when 7 other guys chimed in, Matt thought that was a little too much "brotherly love" for him. Who knew how many STDs the brothers were passing between themselves with her help. When she came up to him at the party, he was friendly, but quickly excused himself from her presence. He decided to forgo that route in the hopes that there was someone who would peak his interest as well as his libido. He had found that in Staci, as far as he knew, but getting into Staci's pants was now infinitely harder now that he had dissed her friend. She's probably obligated to think I'm the scum of the universe now, he thought. Oh well, got to make the best of it. 

"Speaking of my home, I'm having a party at my house on Sunday night to wrap up alumni weekend. If you gals would like to come, I would be overjoyed. A lot of the guys are coming and some of the sorority sisters are driving down too. It's about an hour from here, on the lake. Please come. I'm sure you all can think up great ways to make my life miserable on the way down and this will just give you a chance to put your plans into action." He ended with a slight smile, the corner of his mouth raised. 

Staci thought she might turn into a puddle if he continued to smile at her like that. Putty in his hands...his big, strong, masculine hands. Wait, no. Bad. She couldn't think of him in such ways after he crushed Kathy's self-esteem like that. 

Kathy stepped forward and stood right in front of Matt. Staci thought she might slap him and it would serve him right, but instead she smiled and accepted his invitation. Staci cast a skeptical eyebrow at Kathy and then turned to Matt. He was smiling widely now, reminding her of Jesse and his smile that he reserved for Maria. 

"I'll come, but if you even look at me funny I will boot your ass into the lake...with a quickness." Staci looked pointedly at Matt, daring him to try her. 

"Yes, ma'am. I will be on my best behavior, ma'am. I wouldn't want to be booted...," Matt leaned in closely to Staci and whispered so only she could hear, "but I wouldn't mind getting spanked by a strong willed, black woman, such as yourself." He straightened and moved away, fully expecting Staci to try to slap him. Instead, Staci stood there stunned. She was glad it was hard to see her blush because she could feel the heat in her cheeks, which only made her think of his cheeks, the lower two. She knew she should have said something snappy in reply, but she only lowered her gaze to his butt. He had a nice round butt. She liked that in a man. Crap!! She shook herself back to reality and narrowed her gaze at Matt. "You're really asking for it, you know that? You're lucky that I reserve violence for the real jerks." 

Matt's eyes widened a bit. My, she was feisty. Good thing he liked that in a woman, well, maybe only in this woman. He liked this woman a lot. He lowered his eyes to her lips and fought the urge to kiss her. That would only make things worse right now. He lifted his eyes to meet hers and in a low whisper meant for only her ears, he said, "Well, I'm glad you don't want to fight me, because I'm all about loving. I don't want to get physical with you unless it's in a bed."

Staci looked at him in disbelief and fought for control of her facial features. What was it about the man that made her want to melt and made her want to slap him all at the same time? Oh yeah, it was his mouth, his lips that were just asking to be kissed and a voice that made her want to strip...unfortunately, the only things that voice was capable of saying were raunchy and involved her naked in his arms. He was clearly only thinking with one head and that one was asking to be kicked. 

Standing up straight, Matt smiled at the group. "I'll see you lovely ladies soon. I'll be in touch with the information. I look forward to seeing you all again." Matt turned and walked away, thinking about how he was going to throw together a party at his house in a little over a day. It was worth it to be able to see Staci again. Sweet Staci....he couldn't wait to get a taste of her. 

When Matt was out of earshot, Staci turned with her hands on her hips to Kathy. "Please tell me why we're going to this party. I can't for the life of me figure out why you didn't just slap some sense into the ninny instead of stroking his ego like that." 

A devilish smile spread across Kathy's lips. "This is going to be my chance to reel him in. Matt doesn't know who he's dealing with, that's for sure. I'm going to make sure I get what I want and I plan on getting some revenge on Brian as well. This is going to be one hell of a weekend, girls."

Staci didn't want to know what kind of plot was brewing in Kathy's head. Whatever it was, it wouldn't be pretty. The girls waited 10 more minutes before Maia showed up, with a few new accessories. Staci pointed at Maia's neck and said, "All Hail the Hickey Queen." The rest of the girls burst into giggles while Maia turned beet red. Maia mumbled, "And here I thought you were supposed to be my best friend." As they walked to that car, following Lexi's lead, Staci could not help thinking of the hot new hunk that had showed up in her life. Too bad he was nowhere near Mr. Right. 



Mr. Right? Ch. 03



Staci awoke the next morning to the sound of her cell phone ringing. She lifted it up to see a number she didn't recognize and decided to not pick up. She was willing to bet that Matt had somehow conned Jesse into giving him her number. Jesse was such a pushover sometimes. Staci rolled over and went back to sleep. Three hours later, she woke up on her own and trudged to the shower. After standing stationary for a few minutes, enjoying the feel of the water as it cascaded down her body, she began to recount the happenings of the night before. As much as she wanted to be glad that she wouldn't have to think of fending off Matt's advances because he was going to be too busy fending off Kathy's, she couldn't quite feel satisfied with the way things had turned out. Matt was an attractive guy. Staci sighed. "Why is it that all the cute ones are assholes? Oh, great now I'm talking to myself. Get a grip, Staci. He's just a man. You've dealt with men before." 

As she continued her shower, she couldn't help but think about how beautiful Matt's eyes were, how big his arms were, how nice his body must be. She imagined those big arms wrapping themselves around her and Matt's hands running up and down her body. Staci's hands mimicked what Matt's did in her head, first cupping her round breasts and softly brushing against her nipples with her thumbs. Then she worked her way down her body, rubbing her firm, round ass before moving to the front in between her legs. When her fingers first made contact with her pussy, she jumped slightly. It had been a while since she felt the need to touch herself. She ran her fingers up and down her slit, making herself wet, before inserting two fingers into her waiting hole. In her mind, Matt was working miracles, using his thick finger to probe Staci's most intimate spots. She began to work her fingers in and out of her pussy, feeling her orgasm quickly approaching. As it built, she could hear Matt's soft chuckle in her mind, his smooth voice telling her to come for him. She could do nothing but obey his command. As the first waves of her orgasm hit, she moaned out his name and she loved the way it sounded as it passed her lips. She slowly began to calm down, feeling the water beginning to cool slightly. She finished her shower and dried herself off. She was still buzzing from the orgasm and the way that Matt had effected her so quickly. She had to find a way to get her mind off of him, or she would be in serious trouble. Falling for him would be the worst thing she could do.

As she was sitting down to a bowl of cereal, her cell phone rang. It was Kathy calling her this time. "Hello?" 

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Staci sighed as she stood in her closet, trying to figure out what she was going to wear that night. She couldn't find anything that she would want to wear to Jesse's house party, especially since she knew that there was a good chance that Matt would be there. Staci wanted to look nice but at the same time, she wanted to dress down so Matt would inevitably find her drab next to Kathy. Kathy had called her just to see what she was wearing and to make sure that she was coming to the party that night. Jesse didn't really like Kathy, so if Staci didn't attend the party, there was no way Kathy was going to be able to get in on her own. Lucky for Kathy, Staci didn't mind going to Jesse's party or seeing Matt again.

Staci was trying to convince herself of the fact that Kathy and Matt deserved each other. It was Staci's policy to back off whenever one of her friends liked the same guy she did. It wasn't that she didn't like the guy anymore; she just figured that she could do better and in this case, she knew she could do a lot better. Her friends' feeling always came first in such matters. After going through everything that she owned twice, Staci decided that there was only one solution and luckily Staci had just gotten paid. She grabbed her cell phone on her way out the door and hurriedly punched in Maia's numbers. "Maia, I need to go shopping...Now!" 

Maia laughed into the phone. What's the rush? Got a hot new crush to impress?" 

"Exactly the opposite. I will be outside your place in 10 minutes. I know you're not doing anything so get your cute little fanny in motion and I will see you then." Staci clicked 'end' and sighed. Wasn't that always the way? At least Matt was a jerk and that made it easier not to like him. 

She pulled up to Maia's house 12 minutes after her call and saw her friend waiting outside. She honked and unlocked the doors so Maia could climb in. "What in the world is going on? Why the rush?" Maia looked over confusedly at her friend. She noticed that Staci had stopped to pick up coffee for the both of them, so she reached over and grabbed her cup. 

"We have to hurry! I have to be ready by 9 for Jesse's party."

"Jesse's party? I thought you were going to the Alpha Sigma Phi party tonight." Maia shook her head. "At least I didn't get around to having Derrik get me an invite. That would have cost me a favor and I'm saving those for good occasions...like the party tonight. Why the change of plans? Jeremy is going to be crushed..." 

Staci just sighed. She had been planning on attending the Alpha party that night until a few hours ago. She was invited by a cute guy named Jeremy, who probably had plans to get in her pants that night. It was too bad really. Staci wouldn't have let him in her pants, but she would have been willing to at least make out with him, maybe more...she was a sucker for redheads. Unfortunately, for Jeremy, Kathy had it on good authority that Matt would be at Jesse's party and she needed some moral support while she attempted to hook him. Staci didn't mind going slightly out of her way to see that gorgeous hunk of a man again, even if it was just to see him get hit on by one of her good friends. Besides, Jesse would be pleased as punch that she decided to show up at his party. At least Maia understood when Staci explained the whole situation to her...or so she thought. 

"Staci, please know I say this in the best possible way. ARE YOU NUTS?!?" 

"I know, I know. Geez. Make it worse, why don't you. I couldn't tell her no, she's my friend. The guy is an asshole anyway. I mean, Kathy would have my hide if she thought that I was any kind of competition. To tell you the truth, I think she's trying to keep an eye on me or make me suffer by hooking up with the man I like while I'm there to watch. Or maybe she just trying to ensure that Matt will stay at the party once he gets there. If she was going to invite anyone to be her moral support in the matter of catching a man, it would have been Fel. Kathy inviting me and not Felicia is incongruent with her normal behavior. I suppose this is the hard way to learn the lesson about befriending vindictive bitches." 

"And what lesson would that be?" 

"Don't!" Staci laughed and hoped that things would turn out fine. All Matt had to do was say something overtly sexual to her and she would turn off towards him. Then Kathy could have her way with him and she wouldn't mind in the least bit. At least she still had her primary defenses against pushy men intact. She was afraid that once he was in her defenses, she wouldn't mind hearing any of the naughty things he had to say. Yep, it just confirmed what she thought when she first met him last night. She was in trouble.

Maia sat with her brow furrowed in thought. "Kathy will eat you alive if things don't go the way she planned." 

Staci just sighed. "Let's just hope it won't come to that. I think my plan of action is going to be to separate myself from the pair as quickly as possible. Once he comes over and starts talking, I'm out. I'm hoping that will satisfy Kathy because continuing anything past that point will be a serious hazard to my emotional health." 

Maia's sympathetic smile made Staci feel slightly better. And once the shopping began, she was sure that she would feel great. There was nothing like the thrill of purchasing a new shirt or a pair of shoes. Well, rugby did come close. It was Staci's secret indulgence, playing rugby with some of the girls from the team on occasion. They had tried to convince her to join the team all though college, but she had always declined. After she moved on to grad school, the efforts to sway her subsided, but she still went out to play during practices occasionally and she always supported the girls at games whenever she got the chance. She shook her head to bring her back to reality because somehow her brain had made the jump from rugby to getting it on with Matt and Staci wasn't ready to be making such leaps mentally. 

Staci rushed back into her apartment, happy to have found the perfect outfit of a sea-green top that had spaghetti straps that criss-crossed her back and stretchy white pants that accentuated her butt, but left something to the imagination. After calling Jeremy to let him know she couldn't make it and promising to make it up to him, she ran frantically into her bathroom and began to get ready. Staci was thankful that Maia had agreed to go to Jesse's party. That way she could help out Staci if she got into a bind. 

Staci picked up Maia at her apartment and got to the party just after 9. Kathy was waiting outside with her arms crossed. When she noticed them, she offered a small wave and waited until they got closer to launch into another one of her tirades. Maia leaned over and whispered, "Man, when this girl starts up, there is no end to her rants."

Staci just nodded. From what she could understand, Matt had acknowledged her presence, but still hadn't wanted too much to do with her. He even went as far to imply that he was interested in someone else before moving on to talk to some other guys and that had offended Kathy even more than she already was. Apparently, Kathy thought that Brian had sabotaged her because when she went to lick her wounds and pick up a younger frat boy, he declined her offer as well, saying he wasn't into sloppy sevenths. 

Maia leaned over again, "Sevenths? Oh shit. Kathy's been making the rounds." Staci responded by simply nodding, she was surprised that Maia didn't already realize how much Kathy got around. Not that she approved or disapproved, it was just something that she learned to accept when she started hanging out with the girl. 

Kathy was fuming but she wasn't quite through making the moves on Matt. Staci didn't know what to tell her. It was common that a girl who showed herself to be open sexually was thought of as a ho and men could sleep with virtually anyone they wanted and it was ok. It was the double standard of society, although, Kathy could be thought of more as a manipulator than a ho. It was still no reason to be mean and so Staci felt the need to be sympathetic, even though Kathy had brought it on herself. 

After calming Kathy down, the ladies proceeded to enter the party. Staci smiled and waved at Jesse, who was sitting and sipping a beer while talking to some of his football buddies, before moving on to the kitchen. The atmosphere of the party was so low-key compared to what she was used to. Staci had to wonder about that and hoped the music would start up soon. She was looking forward to cutting a rug. As she sipped on her signature rum and coke, a hand gently rested on her shoulder, telling her that Kathy's target had just arrived. She looked towards the entrance to the kitchen and her breath caught in her throat. He was handsome, but she wished he wouldn't have that effect on her. It wasn't fair to steal her breath away if she couldn't do the same. He scanned the kitchen with his eyes until they rested on her. Staci felt as if she was burning up, he made her so hot with just a look and a smile. With a shake of her head, she cleared her mind of the rampant sexual thoughts she was having and looked down into her drink. She wasn't going to give into him so fast. If she had any luck, he would lose interest in her quickly and no one had to get hurt. 

Matt entered the party, slightly bummed that he would have to spend the night socializing and not planning his elaborate seduction of Staci, but as a man of his word, he had to attend Jesse's party. Jesse had told him earlier that Staci was going to be at an Alpha party, but instead of immediately changing his plans, Matt decided to come to Jesse's party anyway. He only had to stay a little while and then he would make his journey to the Alpha's house. 

Matt opted to enjoy himself for a while and decided to get himself beer from the keg. Walking into the kitchen, Matt looked around, trying to see if there as anyone worth talking to. Just when he was about to give up, his eyes settled on Staci. He felt his cock swell slightly at the look she gave him and at the outfit she was wearing. It should be a crime to look so good; although he was sure she looked better in less. He wanted to run his hands up and down her body to feel the rise and fall of her curves. He chuckled to himself at getting so lusty so quickly. He had to win her over first and then he could worry about what his hands were itching to do. He nonchalantly strode over to the keg, grabbed a cup, and got in line behind four other guys. As the keg master was finally filling up his cup, he snuck a glance over in Staci's direction and froze. Some other guy was sliming all over Staci and she didn't seem to be enjoying it. This could be his chance to get back into her good graces. 

"Anthony, will you give it up?! Seriously, you are not my type nor are you worth my time. I would appreciate it if you left me alone. If you don't, I'm going to have to get physical." Staci was exasperated at the fact that the guy wouldn't leave her alone and the fact that he seemed to show up at whatever party she went to. Obviously it was a sign to stay home on the weekends. 

Anthony's slurred reply only served to make her angrier. "Tha's wha I want babbby. I wanna get phhysssical with you." He grabbed Staci by her waist and pulled her to him. Staci tried to push him away but, even drunk, he held her tight. That was it, the last straw. Staci used the fact that he was holding her to her advantage as she grabbed his waist and lifted her left foot off of the ground. She stomped down hard on the top of his foot, making sure to grind the heel of her pumps in to his foot as hard as she could. When he shouted out and pushed away from her, she drew back and slugged him in the jaw making him stumble backwards. He looked like an angry bull, as he lowered his shoulder and headed towards Staci in a run. She took a few steps back and tried to ready herself for the blow, wishing that she hadn't worn heels that night. He was just about to make contact when someone stepped in front of her, and shielded her from Anthony. The figure and Anthony fell to the floor and Staci started yelling for Jesse. Jesse came rushing in with three of his buddies and managed to pull Anthony and the other guy apart. The three boys escorted Anthony out while Staci bent down to help her defender off the floor. It took her a second to realize that it was Matt. 

"Matt! Are you ok?" Staci was concerned and impressed, but she would rather him not know about the last part. 

"I'm fine if you are." Staci nodded as Jesse held out his hand to help Matt up. 

After getting Matt back on his feet, Jesse turned to Staci. He looked concerned and gathered Staci up in a hug. "I'm sorry I wasn't here for you, sweetness. Why didn't you tell me you had such a sleazebag giving you trouble?" 

Staci just laughed. "Don't worry about it, puddin'. I had some help." Staci looked at Matt's confused look and giggled. Jesse would always be her puddin', though, just as she'd always be his sweetness. They decided on the epithets their sophomore year and they had stuck. She had once remarked that Jesse was like her favorite comfort food, pudding, because she could always turn to him when she was in a bind or feeling down and he would cheer her up, only Jesse didn't go straight to her hips the way pudding did. Jesse had laughed and told her that it was the area between her thighs that he went straight to. She had slapped his arm playfully and he told her that with all the sweetness she had, there was always that little bit of spice that made their time together interesting. And he was right, they had some crazy times together, but that's what made them such good friends. 

Staci pulled away from Jesse and walked over to Matt. She supposed the guy deserved some kind of thanks. "Thank you, Matt. I wasn't sure what I was going to do when he was charging at me like that. I was hoping he was drunk enough to miss me when I dodged, but there were no guarantees that would have worked. I could have been a pancake if it wasn't for you. And now I'm going to stop talking before I start to babble." She smiled up at him. 

"Too late." Matt smiled, the now familar crinkles forming at the corners of his eyes. "Well, someone needed to be your knight in shining armor. It was the least I could do." Matt looked at her and felt a familiar twitch in his loins. She was more than he bargained for, but he liked it. Not only was she fiery, but she was tough as well. She wouldn't be the needy girl type he was used to. She was different and he liked that. Unfortunately for him, he liked the look of raw passion in her eyes when she was angry and ready to rip him a new one. He wondered if her eyes held the same amount of passion during sex or would desire serve to make it more intense? What could he say; he must be some kind of masochist, but at the moment he had a desire to rile her up. What could he say..... "So, do I get a reward? I can think of a few things I'd like to do with you...." 

Staci narrowed her eyes at him. What was it with this guy? Was he always going to say something that sounded incredibly lewd and pair it with that feral grin of his? "If you don't stop with your incessant inappropriate comments, I'm going to black your eye and blame it on Anthony." Staci placed her hands on her hips and glared at Matt. 

Matt laughed and raised his hands in mock surrender. "I was thinking more along the lines of a dance than a black eye, but whatever you wish milady." 

Staci eyed him skeptically. "Just a dance?" 

"Just a dance, sweet lady. I promise to behave." 

Just as Staci was going to respond, Kathy rushed in the kitchen and threw her arms around Staci. "Staci!! Are you alright? I heard that big oaf was trying to attack you!" 

Staci just sighed. Kathy and Maia had exited the kitchen shortly after Matt had arrived. Kathy had to make a trip to the bathroom to freshen up and she dragged Maia along with her. Staci had opted to stay put, but was regretting that decision since it landed her in a fight. "I'm ok, Kathy, really I am. Matt helped me out." 

Kathy quickly let go and turned to Matt. "Well, aren't you just the gentleman?" Kathy placed her hand on Matt's arm and thanked him profusely for his help. She even went as far as to offer to 'check for wounds', but Matt politely declined. Matt felt a little crowded by her attention, but he wasn't about to insult her and get on Staci's bad side again. He had just taken punches to get on her good side and there was no way he was going to go through that again...Well, unless she was being attacked. Then he would do whatever he had to in order to ensure her safety. He looked at Staci and motioned her over. 

Matt leaned in and whispered in her ear, "I'm going to get out of here before this gets to be too much for even the likes of me, but save that dance for me, sweet lady. I'm looking forward to it." He straightened and with a casual nod goodbye to Maia, Jesse and Kathy, he left. 

As soon as Matt was out of sight, Kathy whirled around to face Staci. "What did he say to you?" 

"He just said he was tired after the fight and he was going home. Nothing big." 




Mr. Right? Ch. 03



Kathy narrowed her eyes into a glare. "I thought you were supposed to be helping me. How are having secret conversations where he whispers sweet nothings into your ear helping me out?"

Staci began to feel like she was being backed into a wall. Unfortunately for Kathy, that brought out the fire inside of her. She was going to try to hold back without insulting Kathy, because she was a friend, but she wasn't going to sit there and take her verbal abuse. "Look Kathy, I didn't ask him to jump in and defend me, he did it on his own. If he wants to keep me from getting flattened, that's his business. I won't protest, but I can handle myself. He probably just didn't know that." 

"You're trying to seduce him." 

"How? By getting him pummeled by some drunk? Yeah, I don't think so. You are being irrational and you're bordering on insane. If the guy doesn't like you, give it up. There's no reason to throw yourself at him like some cheap whore." 

"Oh, is that how you see me, as a cheap whore? Well, you're no Vestal Virgin yourself, hun." 

Staci was silent for a moment, knowing that she had crossed the line and the path that they were taking was a dangerous one. Trying to calm her temper, she took a deep breath."Look..." 

"You're supposed to be my friend, Staci." 

"Kathy, I'm sorry. Things are getting a little out of hand and I don't respond well to being attacked, verbally or physically. You need to back off for a minute." 

Kathy looked like a cat ready to pounce. Staci didn't like Kathy's chances if she got into a fight with her right now, the adrenaline was pumping through her veins overtime and that could only mean a beat down for Kathy. As if he could read Staci's mind, Jesse stepped in between the two women and grabbed Staci's shoulders. "Hey! Let's dance. I'll show you some more swing moves, sweetness." 

Staci looked up into Jesse's eyes and felt slightly calmer. "Sure puddin', I'd like that a lot." Moving around Jesse, Staci stood in front of Kathy and took another deep breath. "If I could take it all back I would. I'm not after Matt and I don't appreciate you accusing me. I can't make him like you any more than I can make him stop liking me. He's a big boy. He can make his own decisions, but as for me, count me out of this crazy game. I'm done with this whole thing. It's doing nothing but ruining some good friendships and friends always come before men. That's the way it is and that's the way it's always going to be." Staci turned to Maia, who was at her side for support. "Lady, I'm gonna go dance it up with this hunk for a while, but feel free to cut in anytime!" 

Maia chuckled and Jesse's face turned a very interesting shade of red. Staci wished things could have gone a bit differently, but she was just going to have to go with the flow for now. 

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Staci walked towards her apartment, thinking about the night and its events. She and Maia forgot to do rock, paper, scissors for a Designated Driver because they were so distracted by Kathy, so they both had to walk home. Thankfully, the walk wasn't too far for her and Jesse had opted to walk Maia home, since her apartment was further and her was too drunk to drive as well. Staci was milling over what she said and what a proper apology gift to Kathy would be when a car honked at her from the road. She had half a mind to give the guy the finger, when he pulled up next to her, but decided against it when she saw who it was. 

Matt rolled down the window, thanking his lucky stars that he took a drive to clear his mind. He constantly found himself thinking about a sexy chocolate brown girl who had luscious lips to go along with her great curves and sexy body. Clearing his head meant trying not to jack off again, seeing as he had gotten hard thinking about her more times than he'd like to admit. But as fate would have it, he ran into his fantasy woman just as he was imagining her plump lips wrapped around his dick as her smooth brown fingers played with his balls. "Hey there, sweet lady, would you like a ride?" 

As much as Staci wanted a ride, Matt had caused her enough problems this weekend to last her a year. What would Kathy say if she found out that Staci got a ride with Matt? She wasn't ready to get into another shouting match with Kathy over something that wasn't her fault, but she also wanted to rest her feet. Walking so far in heels was killing her. Staci weighed her options and decided that her comfort came before Kathy's whining. 'Why am I letting her rule my life?' Staci hopped in Matt's car and gave him directions to her house. The man may have been sketchy, but she was thankful for the ride. 

"So, this makes the second time I've saved you tonight. I think I should get a little more than a dance." The look that Staci gave him made him rethink his stance. "Umm....what about two dances and a date?" 

"I'm sorry, I can't do the date. But, maybe I can swing a dance or two tomorrow at your shindig." 

Matt's smile widened as he thought about having Staci's body close to his own. "I can live with that...As long as your friend doesn't jump me when I'm least expecting it. She's....something, that Kathy. I wish you'd talk to her and make her understand that I'm not interested."

"Why wouldn't you be interested in her? She's a beautiful girl, you know." 

"Beauty is one thing, and I admit, her eyes are the kind a man could fall into and get lost, but it takes more than that to keep a guy interested past a night. Don't tell her this, but she's up on the Kappa's "Wall of Shame" five more times than should be allowed and talking to other guys around here makes me realize that she's only out for herself. Where's the fun in that? Where's the commitment? And where the hell is the guarantee that she's not passing around any kind of diseases?" 

Staci had to chuckle. Kathy was her own undoing and it made her feel better that she didn't have a chance at Matt. Although, she knew it wasn't right, she couldn't help but be relieved. Matt still wasn't what Staci was looking for in the long term, seeing as he was a jerk during 80% of their conversations, but he'd make an interesting acquaintance at the very least. "Kathy's not the type of girl to give up so easily, I hope you know. She likes to get what she wants and she wants you." 

"We all like getting what we want, Ana, some of us are just willing to be more proactive about getting it. And when people are involved, it just gets more tricky and convoluted....believe me." 

"Ana?" 

"Everyone calls you Staci, but just as you are different and unique, the name I call you should be too. I have yet to hear anyone call you Ana...." 

"My mom used to call me Ana, but she's slipped into calling me Staci too." 

"Well, fantastic! I get to be the only one." 

"I'm not sure I want you calling me Ana." 

"Ana sounds better than Staci when moaned in the throes of passion." 

Staci fell silent, trying to absorb the fact that Matt knew how her name sounded when moaned and had tried out other options. Staci could feel her cheeks heat. The man was incorrigible. Her slight embarrassment was replaced with the knowledge that she had given up the fight for this man. She looked out the window and wondered how her life had gotten so complicated.

Matt looked over at her and was surprised at the look on her face. It was sad, almost sorrowful. He was upset that he had made her feel that way. Perhaps he came on too strong with his last comment. But, it was true. He had moaned her name many times since meeting her the night before. The brothers probably thought he was some kind of sex fiend or something, as many times as he beat off that day. Matt didn't even know he could get hard that many times, but he wasn't complaining. When he got the real Staci in his arms, she would be pleased by his stamina. He could imagine waking her up at least 4 times during the night for sex and then pleasing her all morning long with his tongue until he was ready to love her some more. He wondered how often she'd want to please him with her plump lips running the length of his cock. He chuckled to himself for getting so distracted while driving his sweet Ana home. He wouldn't want to get into an accident with her in the car. Her safety came first. He made the last right and pulled to a stop in front of her apartment building. He put the car in park before turning to her. "Ana..." 

"Thanks for the ride, Matt. I appreciate it. My feet were about to go on strike when you pulled up." 

Matt just smiled, knowing that he wasn't going to get anything out of her tonight, which made for an inopportune time to come forward with his feelings. Feelings which he was sure were mired in lust. Perhaps he should back off. She deserved a guy who could love her the way a woman should be loved...with roses and candles and stuff. She deserved to be rubbed in scented oils and pampered to her heart's content. He was more of a hit and run kind of guy, but he had standards too. She was special and he was not worthy. 

"It was my pleasure. I hope to see you tomorrow." He quickly scribbled down directions to his house and his phone number. He handed her the napkin he used to write the information on and winked. She smiled in return and got out of the car.

He watched as she walked to her apartment door and let herself inside. He could watch her walk away all night, considering how much he enjoyed the way her booty swayed as she sauntered across a room. That was when he realized that he wanted to be the one who pampered Staci, if it was the last thing he did. He knew that it didn't matter that he wasn't worthy of her right now, he was just going to have to step it up and become the man who was worthy of her affections. He was going to be the one moaning her sweet name as he came inside of her. He was going to be the one she gave her heart to and he didn't intend on ever letting it go. He could tell that somehow she had already had his. He was lost from the first time he heard her chuckle. He didn't mind. He was about ready to settle down anyway. The swinging bachelor act was fine for a few years, but he was getting tired of the lifestyle. Stability was something he was ready to try. Now, to convince Staci of that...it seemed like a logical next step.



Mr. Right? Ch. 04



Staci keyed into her apartment and leaned against the door as soon as she closed it. Why did Matt have to have such a nice side to him? It was easier for her when she could just write him off as a jerk and be done with it. Now, he was giving her rides and actually having a conversation that wasn't mired in lewd comments, well, except at the end when he spoke of moaning her name. That was unexpected. 

Staci wondered what he was hearing about her from the other frat boys, past and present. She was friends with quite a few of them when she was an undergrad, but that didn't mean that they didn't have a story to tell about her. Jesse would know what to do in this situation. He wasn't so good at getting himself into or out of relationships, but when it came to her he always had good advice. He was the male version of Maia, which is why she was convinced they would be good together if Jesse ever got around to getting his act together and asking her out. They would at least enjoy each other's company and, even though Maia's face would hurt from looking at Jesse smile all the time, there was no question that he would adore her and treat her like a queen. She wanted to call him right then and see how his walk with Maia had gone, but she remembered that she got a ride and they might not be there yet. She decided to call Shannon, who had opted to spend the night in the library, but realized that her cell phone was no longer in her bag. She let out a curse and pushed herself off of her doorframe. She'd worry about the phone tomorrow. Right now, the only thing she could think of was bed, since she wasn't going to be able to gossip, and there was no escape from the call of her bed. 

She had been in the bed for a good 30 minutes before her doorbell rang. Mumbling incoherently to herself, she debated whether or not to get up, but when the ringing became more insistent, she pulled herself out of bed and to the door. Pressing the button, she sleepily said, "Who is it?" 

"Matthew Xavier Maxamillion Rosenbloom, at your service, madam." 

Grimacing, Staci pushed the button that would buzz Matt in. He had better have a good excuse for coming over so late and interrupting her sleep. Staci was prepared to give him a good piece of her mind if he didn't. She threw open her door and fixed her face into her best annoyed look in preparation for his arrival.

Matt took the stairs two at a time, eager to see his Ana. She was something else. Something he wasn't used to, but he was willing to adapt pretty damn quick. He slowed at the top of the stairs, not wanting to look like a dork when he arrived at her door. He found her apartment on the third floor and was pleased that Staci was waiting for him. He was also amused by the steely look of contempt on Staci's face, which contrasted greatly with the silky pajama bottoms with little hearts on them and the flimsy tank top that she was wearing. Matt never knew how sexy a little bit of midriff and a belly button could be until he saw Staci's peeking out from underneath the bottom of her tank top. He wanted to run his tongue around her navel, dipping it in slowly, before continuing down to feast between her thighs. Oh, how he wanted this woman standing before him. He could tell she wasn't wearing a bra and by the looks of it, he was wrong in his previous assessment of her cup size. She was definitely a D cup, not a C. She looked so soft and yet her face was set in stone. Her hair was pulled into a messy ponytail that was currently sitting somewhat lopsided on top of her head. She was so cute and she looked good enough to eat. "Hey, Ana.." 

"This had better be good." 

"You left you cell phone in my car and I figured you might like it back. I was going to just give it back tomorrow, but your friend Maia called about 30 times in 10 minutes, so I decided to rid myself of it tonight. I let her know you were still alive, so you don't have to worry about that. The woman has perseverance, I'll give her that." Matt cracked a slight smile as he reached into his coat pocket and pulled out the phone. He held it out to Staci, but slightly out of reach so that she had to come closer to him to get it. She unfolded her arms to take the phone, allowing her breasts to jiggle freely with the motion. In that moment, he knew he had to taste her at least once because his feet wouldn't let him leave until he did.

Staci looked up to thank Matt and the next thing she knew, his lips were pressed against hers. As much as she wanted to be angry with him and pull away, she could only give into the need to get closer to him, to press herself against his body. She heard the soft moan that came from deep in her throat and was surprised. The cobwebs that had accumulated while she slept were slowly clearing and she felt the softness of his lips pressing against hers. It was such a gentle pressure; she didn't know what to make of it. Matt really knew how to kiss a girl senseless.

Staci wrapped her arms around his neck, needing the extra support in case her knees buckled. Matt placed his hands on her waist and pulled her as close to him as he could. He needed to feel his Ana pressed against him. He felt her soft breasts rubbing against his chest through his shirt and he wished that they were both topless at that moment. Staci's body was driving him crazy. His hands slowly made the journey to Staci's round butt and Matt gave both cheeks a quick squeeze, which elicited something akin to a purr from Staci. 

Staci decided to indulge her desire to suck his bottom lip into her mouth and found herself pulling him into her apartment. She justified it by telling herself that there was no need to let the neighbors see her playing kissy face, it was a moment that she wanted just for herself. She vowed not to let it continue any further than kissing once they were inside with the door closed, but she could feel his hands inching up her tank top right as she was making that vow. Everything was happening so quickly, Matt was cupping her heavy breasts in his hands and Staci was enjoying every moment of it. 

Matt could no longer contain himself. He lifted her tank top up, exposing the round globes that he had been fantasizing about since he met her. He kissed and licked his way down her body, wrapping his lips around the dark chocolate nipple that he found on his journey. Her nipple reminded him of a hershey's kiss and it tasted just as sweet to him.

Staci threw her head back, enjoying the contact and the shivers that Matt's sensual ministrations caused. She grabbed the back of his head, making sure that he wouldn't break away before she was ready. She could feel her chest heaving and her breath quickening. She lost herself in his lips and his touch. The only thought that she could form was 'More'. She needed and wanted so much more from this man. She let out another soft moan that was drowned out by the sound of the doorbell. Staci cursed loudly and pulled herself out of Matt's hold on her. She felt just as disappointed as he looked. She pressed the intercom button. "Who is it?" She sounded breathless and hoped that whoever it was downstairs couldn't tell. 

"It's me, Kathy. Staci, we need to talk." 

Staci looked at the intercom box as if it were some kind of alien. What more could happen? She had Matt in her apartment and had been contemplating ripping off his clothes when she had declared earlier in the night that she wasn't interested in the man. She had even told Kathy that she could have him. Then out of nowhere, Kathy shows up and just complicates things even more. She couldn't hide Matt and there was a good chance that Kathy saw his car out front. What to do? What to do? Staci's brain went to work and by the time she buzzed Kathy in, she had a plan. "Matt, will you do something for me?" 

Matt didn't know how he ended up in Staci's bathroom, but he was willing to do just about anything for her, as long as there was a good reason for it. Letting Kathy think that he was just inside her apartment to use the bathroom was an interesting idea and frankly he didn't care for the deception, but Staci had pleaded with him to do it because she and Kathy had already had a fight over him earlier that night. It would have been easier for him if Kathy just caught them together because then she'd lay off. But, she would probably freak out at Staci and he didn't want to cause Staci more problems than he had to. He looked into the mirror. His hair was messy from where Staci had grabbed it while he sucked on her nipple. He wished that he had gotten to make it to the other one to give it equal treatment, but he had no doubt that he would get his chance soon. He fixed his collar and ran a hand through his hair. His Ana tasted as sweet as he thought she would and he couldn't wait until he got his hands on her again. 

Staci opened the door to find Kathy giving her a tight-lipped smile. Yep, she definitely saw the car outside. Staci invited her in and offered her a seat on the couch. Kathy came in, but refused to sit down and she looked mad enough to spit. Staci decided to start. "So, how was the rest of your night? I noticed that you left kind of early." 

"Fine."

"Well, mine turned out ok. I had to walk home because Maia and I drank too much and just as I was about to fall over and die of exhaustion, Matt drove up and offered me a ride. You know those heels I was wearing were killer." Staci noticed Kathy's eye twitch slightly, so she decided to continue on. "I took him up on it and left my phone in the car. He came back to return it tonight because Maia called about 40 times. I think she thought that I was left for dead in a ditch somewhere and I'm surprised that she didn't call campus police or something." Kathy smiled slightly and nodded. "Matt couldn't take it anymore so he answered the phone, told her what was up and then brought it over. The funny thing is, he had to go to the bathroom when he got here and I couldn't say no, because he's been really good to me tonight. So, he's been in there for about 15 minutes and I hope that his shit actually does smell like roses...the bathroom is right next to my room!" 

Kathy laughed at that, relieved that Staci and Matt were not in the middle of having sex or something when she got there. There was still a chance for her to make a move on Matt. Kathy was really upset when she saw his car parked out front. She would recognize his license plate number, RBLOOM4, anywhere. Kathy figured that Staci had invited him over to seduce him, after telling her that she was giving him up in order to throw her off. Kathy was glad to see that she jumped to the wrong conclusion and that she hadn't torn up Staci's dress, which she was returning, in a jealous rage. She came close, but decided to give Staci the benefit of the doubt. "Well, for your sake I hope so too. Before I forget, here's your dress that I borrowed. Thanks so much."

Staci took the bag that Kathy handed to her and went to put it in her room, which was at the end of the hallway, just past the bathroom. She decided to change out of her pajamas as well while she was in there. Since there was company, she should have the decency to put a bra on and do her hair. As she walked in her room, Matt walked out of the bathroom and into the living room. "Oh. Hey, Kathy. How's it going?" Matt sighed to himself, wishing that he waited a little longer to come out of the bathroom. He didn't really want to be alone with Kathy; it could only lead to trouble. 

Kathy licked her lips. At last they were all alone together. This was her chance. "It's going just fine, to tell you the truth. Better than that, now that you're here." She slowly walked toward Matt and he took a step backwards. It was about to get awkward and he wanted to prevent it if at all possible. Kathy continued to advance on Matt until he was pressed up against the wall next to the hallway. "You know, Matt, what you really want is a woman who can take care of you. Satisfy your needs. You and I both know that I can satisfy you, so why shy away from me?" Kathy's voice was a seductive whisper and she turned her bright green gaze upward to look into Matt's grey eyes. 

She could tell he was aroused, she could feel his penis harden through his pants, but he wasn't looking at her. His gaze was locked straight ahead and the smile that he wore made him look absolutely delicious. She trailed her finger down his face, drawing his attention downwards for a moment. He chuckled slightly and shook his head. That wasn't exactly the reaction that Kathy was looking for, but she was willing to roll with the punches. Kathy rested her hands on his shoulders and began to raise herself up onto her tiptoes in order to kiss him. He chose that moment to break away from her grasp, lifting her hands, letting go, and sidestepping into the hallway. Kathy was off balance. She toppled over, catching herself on the wall. She could hardly believe it. What was going on? Denied twice in one night? Kathy felt like she was in the Twilight Zone. 

Matt walked back towards Staci's room and stuck his head in, giving Staci a lecherous grin before whistling at her. Kathy could hear Staci shriek and yell at Matt to get out. Matt closed the door quickly to avoid being hit by the shoe that Staci threw at him. Kathy turned herself around and leaned back onto the wall behind her. From this position, she could she her reflection in the giant mirror Staci had on the wall above the couch. She could also see Matt in the hallway with his arms folded, waiting patiently for Staci to come out of her room at the end of the hall. 

When Staci opened the door, now wearing a t-shirt and a pair of jeans, Kathy could see part of the mirror on Staci's vanity and the fact that it reflected the closet in Staci's room. Staci usually changed right in front of her closet. Kathy may have been blond, but she was no dummy. Staci hadn't closed her door when she went back into her room to change because she didn't think that anyone would be able to see her from the living room. All the time Kathy had been rubbing up against Matt, Matt had been watching Staci change in her room. The pervert. 

Kathy became furious. Not at Staci, she couldn't blame her for not knowing what her mirrors actually reflected or for being the type of girl that Matt was ultimately attracted to, but at herself for continually trying to get a man who didn't want her. She thought it was the challenge of a new conquest that drew her to Matt, but after his initial rejection, it was the fact that her pride was hurt and she was used to getting what she wanted. Kathy saw the way that Matt gazed at Staci, with a look that spoke volumes about how much he adored the woman who stood in front of him. Staci stood there shaking her finger in Matt's face, giving him hell about not knocking when he peeked into her room before. Matt donned a sheepish grin and grabbed Staci into a big hug, apologizing for busting in on her. Staci struggled for a moment, but after realizing that she couldn't get out of his grasp, she stopped and told him that she would forgive him if he let her go and that he was lucky she didn't knee him in the balls. 

They made a cute couple. Kathy sighed and realized that she lost the fight before she even started throwing punches. Matt was stuck on Staci and Staci had no clue. Kathy hoped that one day she would find a man that would look at her like that. The boys adored her, but they were only concerned with getting in her pants and she was only concerned with getting what she wanted from them. It was a win-win situation as far as she was concerned, everyone got what they wanted, but perhaps she was losing out in the long run. Somewhere along the line she had become sloppy sevenths. Maybe Staci had a good idea, holding out for a man that could really satisfy her. It was something to consider in the future...changes like that takes time. Besides, there was more than one fish in the sea and Kathy had a whole lot of bait. Kathy took a deep breath and turned the corner. Staci stopped in mid-sentence, turning her full attention to Kathy, who at the moment, had tears running down her face. "Kathy?" 

"Hey, Staci," Kathy hesitated, as if she didn't know what she wanted to say. She wiped the tears from her face, not really wanting to show weakness, even if it was in front of her friend. "I'm sorry I've been such a monumental bitch these last couple of days. I needed a reality check and I got one. I'm sorry for coming on so strong, Matt. I'm so embarrassed about the way I've been carrying on. I hope you both can forgive me." 

Staci walked over to Kathy and hugged her tightly. Staci whispered into her ear, "Are you sure this is what you want?" Kathy squeezed Staci before letting her go and moving back to look her in the eye. "More than you'll ever know. I'm sorry I blew up at you. Go get him, girl." She added with a wink, "Make him beg." 

Staci laughed and leaned in. "You don't have to worry about that, I'm sure he'll beg before the end." Staci walked Kathy to the door and wondered what had caused the sudden change of heart. Kathy only made a cryptic comment about mirror placement when she asked about it and with a parting hug; Staci was once again alone with Matt. 

Matt gave her a hopeful smile; his grey-blue eyes seemed to draw her in and threatened to never let her go. She just wanted to run her fingers through his hair and take him to bed. It was time to put some distance between them and regroup. He was really getting her worked up. When Matt approached her, looking like he was about to pounce, Staci told him politely to get out. Matt looked bewildered and Staci just smiled.

"But why? I thought we ....." 

"Well, you thought wrong. It's late and I hardly know you. " 

"Well, that didn't seem to matter before." 

"You caught me off guard and I'm not ready for that to happen again. You want me? You're just going to have to wait for me." Staci folded her arms over her chest in a decisive gesture. 

Matt tilted his head slightly and looked at the firecracker in front of him. She never ceased to surprise him. With her, he never knew what he was going to get, but he didn't mind. As long as she kept her knee out of his crotch, they would be just fine together. "I'll wait for you as long as I have to, but I'm not going to be driving an hour to see you every week just to have you throw me out because you think you don't know who I am....maybe I should move." Before Staci could reply, Matt continued, "Go out with me on Monday, Ana. You can get to know me then. I'll be seeing you to tomorrow, but I want a day of just you and me alone together. We can figure out what we're doing tomorrow, but, for tonight, just tell me that you'll go out with me. That's all I want to hear." 

Staci wanted to close her eyes and tell Matt to just talk to her, it didn't matter what he said, it was his voice that had her sprung. But, considering the fact that she had just told him to leave, it wasn't really an option. She had to stand firm. Staci thought about his offer of a chance to get to know him better. He was slowly getting inside her defenses. That was bad, but he was so good looking, so sweet, so tasty. He was also crude and always making lewd comments. She weighed her options and knew that there was no way she was going to give him up now without at least seeing what he was like normally. "Sure. We can do something on Monday. But that doesn't mean that I'll be hopping in the sack with you on Monday night. You remember that." She unfolded her arms and poked him in his chest to make sure that he got the point. She hoped that she would be able to hold out against him, at least for a little while longer. 

Matt could hardly contain himself. He felt like dancing or shouting or something. Instead, he controlled his emotions and gave Staci a kiss on the cheek. "Thank you, sweet Ana. I look forward to seeing you tomorrow. Wear something hot so that I'll have fun imagining ripping off your clothes and letting you ride my hard cock to your heart's content."




Mr. Right? Ch. 04



The look that Staci gave him was a mixture of shock and disbelief. He was way over the line that time. Just when she was about to tell him off, he crushed her lips with his in a kiss that threatened to take her breath away. She was a slave to his kisses and couldn't manage to think straight enough to be upset with him. Instead, she caressed the outside of his lips with her tongue. Matt growled into her mouth, obviously enjoying the contact. She could feel him getting harder by the second and it made her feel sexy to know that she could bring about such a reaction from such a good looking man. Her hands itched to unzip his pants, grab his hardness and give him a blowjob that he would never forget. Her body said yes but her mind continued to fight the good fight. Matt opened his mouth up to receive her tongue and pulled Staci even closer to him. He moved his hands down to the hem of her shirt and as he was about to pull it up, she broke away from the kiss. Her lips were slightly swollen from their passionate kissing and she was breathing heavily. 

Ana, his Ana, couldn't possibly look any sexier than she did at that moment. Her brownish- hazel eyes were full of passion with a hint of confused reluctance, but he loved it. Matt wished that he had a camera to capture that look, but he was sure that it would be on her face many times over the next few days. He planned on kissing her at every opportunity he got. She would probably look confused until she realized what he wanted from her. He wanted everything when it came to her and soon she would understand. He wasn't playing games and he wasn't out for a quick fuck. He wanted Staci to be his as long as she would let him hold on to her. He couldn't resist the chocolate goddess that stood before him and he didn't want to resist. He wanted to build an alter and worship her body. As quickly as he had fallen for her, Matt couldn't seem to be upset. He had found what he was looking for and now he had to work on getting her and keeping her.

Just thinking about her eyes clouded with passion made him eager to have her. At the present moment, he wanted to strip her clothes off, bend her over and take her from behind, but he didn't think it would go over well, considering her previous statements about not knowing him. She couldn't deny there was something between them, though. He could tell that she felt the electricity between them as they were pressed together. 

He gave her a smug smile before kissing her lightly on the lips. "So I'll see you tomorrow, Ana." He hesitated before turning towards the door. "Anastacia, you are one amazing woman. I look forward to getting to know you better." And with that, he opened the door, waved and closed the door softly behind him. Staci stood in the middle of her apartment, not knowing what to do with herself. What was going on? Yesterday, she didn't want anything to do with the man. Today, she wanted to rip his clothes off. When would this all end? She was about ready to get off the drama-mobile and get back to normal every day life. She let out a deep sigh and headed for her bedroom. Perhaps tomorrow would be a little less hectic. 



Mr. Right? Ch. 05



Sorry for the delay. Thank you so much for the great comments and feedback. I appreciate it.

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"Turn that up! It's my jam!" Felicia raised her arms and began to dance in the back seat of Kathy's SUV. Staci had to laugh because the girl lacked rhythm, but still loved to dance. Staci was convinced that Felicia got her dancing ability, or lack of, from her father. The man had two left feet and resembled a robot when he danced. At least Lexi had made it out unscathed. 

Staci turned to Shannon and smiled. "I see you've recovered from the other night. Do you have anything planned for today at the lake?"

Shannon leaned closer to be heard over the song, "Thanks for getting me off that table. I am so embarrassed, but Lexi tells me it wasn't too bad of a show. To tell you the truth, I'm really looking forward to this party. I heard Damen is going to be there and I have got to get me a piece of that!" 

Damen was Shannon's new crush, a smooth Kappa with chocolate brown eyes and a smile that could light up a room. Everyone who knew Damen described him as a sweetheart. He was two years younger than Shannon, but what he lacked in age, he made up for in maturity. He was also super smart, having a GPA that was almost a perfect 4.0, which was the real draw for Shannon. 

Staci threw back her head and laughed. Trust Shannon to desire a guy because his GPA was high. "How do you guys party and still manage to get such great grades? That's what I want to know. Teach me, so I won't flunk out of grad school." 

"I don't know about him, but my work is done weeks in advance. Now, there's nothing to hold me back from having a good time." 

Staci just stared at her friend and shook her head. Weeks in advance? Staci guessed that she wasn't cut out to be a Summa Cum Laude. "Well, I'm sure you two will hit it off. How could he not like a hottie like you?" 

Shannon smiled. "What about you, Staci? What's going on in your love life?" 

Once again, Staci was glad that other people couldn't see her blush because she felt her cheeks heat in embarrassment. "Umm...well...you know..." Shannon gave her a look that said 'cut the crap' and waited for her to continue. "Umm...I have a date on Monday?" 

All the girls in the car, except Kathy, turned to look at Staci. Staci sunk down in the seat and wished she hadn't started a conversation with Shannon. Everyone wanted to know with who and what time and what she was going to wear. Staci figured it would come out sooner or later and these women were her friends, so she should let them in on her life. "His name is Matt and although I think he's crude and I'm pretty sure that he's a pervert, I'm going to give him a chance. It probably won't work out, to tell you the truth. I fluctuate between wanting to slap him and wanting to kiss him and that can't be good for a relationship." 

"Well, at least get some booty while you're at it. You need some, girl, you're getting too uptight," Felicia said, nudging her in the ribs lightly. Lexi shook her head and turned back to the front to look out the window. 

"Thanks, Felicia, for once again pointing out that I'm not a ho, I'm just picky right now." 

"Four months is a long time to be picky." 

"In the grand scheme of things, four months really isn't that long... Besides, I don't need a man to satisfy my needs." 

"What? You went out and bought a dildo? And you didn't even think to bring one back for me." Felicia shook her head at Staci, tsking and trying to fight off a smile. "Good thing I stocked up last time I went to Sex Universe." 

Staci just sighed, Felicia's mind was getting dirtier by the second and once she was on a roll, there was no stopping her. "So you haven't gone all the way with this guy yet?" 

The voice seemed slightly apprehensive, as is she wasn't sure she wanted to hear the answer. Staci looked up at Kathy and smiled in her direction. "No, I tossed his ass out of my apartment when he decided he could say whatever he wanted and assumed that I wouldn't get offended. I don't take that kind of crap. Besides, I hardly know the guy, if he wants me, he can wait."

Kathy chuckled and turned her attention back on the road. Lexi, however, was far from done with the questioning. "So, does this Matt have a last name? Do we know him?" 

"Rosenbloom." All the girls, except Kathy looked at Staci incredulously. Lexi's head whipped around so quickly, Staci was afraid that she might have gotten whiplash. Those were the dangers of sitting up front. "Say what?" 

"Yeah, it's a long story, but short version is that he's convinced me to give him a chance and Kathy relinquished her rights to him last night. So, I haven't gone backstabber or anything. I'm just trying him out." 

Lexi looked pensive for a moment and then replied, "Well, when you're done with him, send him over here. Mama wants a piece of that!" They all broke out into laughter and gossiped for the rest of the ride up to the lake. When they pulled into the driveway, which was already packed with cars, they stared in awe of the house that stood before them. It was huge. "He lives here?" Staci was shocked. No wonder he was so willing to throw a party at his house. Who wouldn't want to show off such a place? 

Matt was sitting on the deck, sipping a beer and waiting for Staci to arrive. If she didn't come, they wouldn't be able to plan their date the next day. He had forgotten to ask her for her phone number. Maybe he could ask Jesse for it. The man seemed to know everything there was to know about Staci. Matt knew a lot about Staci from prying information from Jesse. He even knew that she played rugby and liked anime, two of the little secrets that she kept away from the 'Barbie bunch,' as Matt decided to call them. Jesse agreed, saying that it should be a crime to have so many good-looking girls be friends. If you messed up with one, you spoiled your chances with all of them and that was just not fair. Jesse had no idea how right he was. Matt counted himself lucky that Staci had even given him another chance, considering he had turned down Kathy multiple times. 

Matt's best friend, Ted, joined him on the deck, resigning himself to having to hear about Staci again. The way Matt talked about her on the phone, he knew that she had to be something special. Matt didn't let Ted down. He eventually brought the conversation to Staci and her friends. Ted laughed when Matt told him about the 'Barbie bunch'. They sounded like a trip, especially the ho. 

'Speaking of Barbie,' Matt thought to himself as a young blond waltzed his way. He was surprised that when he checked her out, he compared her to Staci. His Ana had gotten into his head so quickly and for some reason, Matt wasn't worried about it. Wasn't that why people dated? To find the one that they wanted to spend their lives with? 

The Barbie look-alike walked up to him and seductively batted her eyes while asking him directions to his bathroom. He told her where to go and she extended an offer to join her to both Matt and Ted. Matt had to chuckle at the way she offered herself to them so willingly. Matt didn't think that he had ever been propositioned to share a girl with his best friend. It was an exciting proposition, but it was a little too late. With a shrug of his shoulders, he told her that he was taken. Then, as a side note, he let her know that he found her offer to be slightly trashy. The look of shock that appeared on her face was classic and Matt wished he had a camera. Back in his college days, he probably would have taken her up on the offer just because he never turned down free pussy. It was a sign that he was growing up. Or perhaps it was a sign that he was seriously stuck on Staci. Ted looked at him and shook his head. 

"Man, did you have to ruin my chances too? I'm not the one sprung on some girl. I need pussy like a man in a drought needs rain....and you're swatting off the rain clouds." 

Matt laughed. Ted was insane, but that's why they were such good friends. "You didn't want any of that. There are plenty of hot girls here who are willing to get with a guy like you. Give it some time. I'm sure you'll....." Matt trailed off, seeing that his Ana had finally made it to the party. 

As he looked across the yard, he saw Staci strolling towards him in a tan sun dress that looked more like a burlap sack on her. He frowned. Why would she wear something like that to the party? Now was not the time to be letting herself go, they hadn't even had a first date yet. And to think he had been bragging about Staci's body to Ted. Now he wasn't even going to get to see how amazing it was. 

Staci wore a knowing smile while she strode towards Matt. He'd probably be disappointed that her clothing choice wasn't the thing that wet dreams were made of, but what she wore under it, well, that was something that she hoped he would like. Today, she had dressed for seduction. Matt stood and met her before she reached the stairs to his porch. His pout was more than Staci could handle. She started laughing right there, in the poor man's face. "What's the matter, Matt? You look like your puppy fell into the lake or something." 

Matt just grabbed the sides of her dress and wrapped them around her body. "You are under here somewhere, right?" 

Staci chuckled. "Of course I'm under here. I just didn't want you to try to steal me away from the party too soon." She gave him a quick wink and, after prying herself from his grasp, turned to walk towards the lake. Matt stared after her and groaned. Even in a burlap sack dress, the way her ass swayed was enough to make his cock swell. If it didn't grow into a full blown hard-on, he'd be lucky. He totally forgot about Ted as he followed Staci to the lake like a love sick puppy. He'd follow his Ana anywhere as long as her ass kept swaying like it did. 

After trying a while to persuade her to remove her sun dress to go swimming, Matt gave up and swam without her. Staci watched him as he splashed around in the water like a happy duck, wishing she had opted for fun instead of seduction. She did want to get to know him better before giving in, but she figured that she could have a little fun without having sex with Matt. She would set the pace and it would be the one she was most comfortable with.

Staci noticed that Maia and Jesse were talking beneath a tree and looking quite content to just be with each other. In fact, Maia had rode up to the lake with Jesse, volunteering to find another ride since there wasn't enough room in Kathy's SUV to fit everyone. Staci figured that the walk home must have done something to change the dynamics of their relationship...and Jesse didn't seem to mind the hickeys that had yet to fade from Maia's neck. Staci giggled and thought to herself, 'Love really is blind sometimes.' 

She turned to watch Matt and his friend Ted have a water fight. Those two were something else. Just when she thought she had enough of one guy who couldn't keep his mind out of the gutter, he had to have a friend who was even worse. Staci couldn't help but like Ted though, he was a sweetheart under his cocky exterior and he was handsome to boot. His short reddish-brown hair accentuated the brown of his eyes and his dimples and southern drawl were enough to make a girl swoon. Staci had a few friends she'd like to hook up with Ted, but that would have to happen after she got things straightened out with Matt. Staci shook her head and headed to the porch to sit down. 

Staci sat in an empty chair that was facing the lake. She had drifted off, thinking about a paper she had to write by Thursday, when someone stood in front of her, bringing her back to reality. "Hey, Matt. What's up?" Staci looked up at him and smiled. She then ran her foot slowly up his leg, circling it just below his crotch, and brought it back down to rest on the porch. A seductive smile spread across her face, just in time to see what was really up and peeking out of Matt's shorts. "Oh my!" 

Matt's face turned bright red as he excused himself and rushed into his house. 'Smooth, Matt, real smooth. Why didn't you just poke her eye out with that boner of yours?' He shook his head as he hurried upstairs into his bedroom. He should have made sure that his trunks were closed properly after he took a piss behind that tree, but then again, he hadn't thought that his Ana would decide to something that sexy and scandalous in public. Matt couldn't believe how he let his cool outer façade slip. He could have at least made a joke of it or told her just how much she turns him on. Instead, he ran away. Some ladies man he was. 

Matt had to take a minute to cool off and compose himself, not to mention come up with something to say to his Ana when he saw her again. He had just settled onto his bed, placing his hands behind his head, when there was a tentative knock at his door. He sighed and told whoever it was to come in. He figured it was Staci, but got quite a shock when it was Barbie from before. How long had she been up here waiting for someone to take her up on her bathroom offer? 

"Hey there, handsome. I figured you could use some company when I saw you come up here alone...with that raging hard-on...I'm sure that before you were just shy in front of your friend...but it's just us now." 

She closed the door softly behind her and licked her lips before smiling seductively at Matt. Her approach was slow, calculated, and when she reached the foot of the bed, she began crawling up towards Matt. This was not good. She continued her approach, reminding him of a cat about to catch a mouse. Well, it would be fantastic if he were single, but he wasn't, at least he wasn't in his own mind. He hadn't gotten around to asking his Ana to be his monogamously, but he would soon. 

As if thinking about her had brought her to him, Staci bust into the room and looked around. She had forgotten to knock, but if she had, she wouldn't have caught Matt at his little game. She expected to see him upset or embarrassed, she did not expect to see him lying shirtless on the bed with some cheap ho about to pounce on him. When she was able to form sentences again, she decided to cut her losses and leave. "Oh, sorry, I see you're busy. I'll just be going now." 

Staci turned to leave, but didn't get far because Matt had bounded off the bed and grabbed her arm. Staci looked ready to kill and struggled to break free of Matt's grip. Matt didn't know what to do. He could only hold on to Staci because he was sure that if he let her leave, he wouldn't get a chance to explain or to tell her how he felt. She wouldn't talk to him again. 

"Ana, please, listen to me. It's not what you think." 

Staci stilled her attempts to break away and looked Matt in the eyes. "Why should I listen to you? I don't even know who you are! What you do is none of my business. Now let me go!" 

"Please, Ana. It isn't what it looks like. I didn't bring her to my bedroom...she just...came in. Don't go." 

"Do you want her in here instead of me?" Staci couldn't shake the feeling of betrayal that was threatening to overtake her. 

Matt's reply was firm. "No! You're the one I've been after all weekend. I'm not about to give you up so easily." There was no way in hell that he would want that other girl over his Ana. Ana was meant to be his forever, she just didn't know that yet. Staci regarded him warily for a minute. Matt hoped she could see the sincerity in his eyes. He needed her in his life, no one else would do. Staci finally nodded and turned to look at the girl who stood before her in Matt's room. She recognized her as Summer, the girl that Brian was hooking up with when Kathy went to break up with him. Staci narrowed her eyes at her. "Girlie, I will give you to the count of three to get you scrawny ass out of here before I come over there and physically remove you. And believe me, if you leave with my help, it will not be through the door." Staci motioned to the window and smiled. "One.." 

Summer rushed past Staci and Matt, blushing furiously. Once she was out of the door, Staci closed it and turned towards Matt. "Well, what do you have to say for yourself?" 

Matt wanted to profess his love for her, but figured that it wouldn't be a good idea right now. "She knocked on the door and I thought it was you. I was just about to ask her to leave when you came. As a matter of fact, right before you got to the party, she asked me to join her in the bathroom for some fun and I declined her offer. You can even ask Ted. He was there, he got propositioned too. I would never do anything to intentionally hurt you, Ana. Please believe me. I...I...just want to know that you'll still go out with me tomorrow. I want to know if you'll be mine. I want you in my life more than you know..."

The look of shock that Staci wore on her face spoke volumes. She didn't know how serious Matt was with his feelings for her, but if his little speech was any indication, the man actually cared for her. And here she thought that he was out for a quick fling, a challenge. Staci wasn't sure whether to believe him fully, she did just catch him in his room with another woman. But, then she remembered that the only reason he had run up to his room was to fight off that major boner he had waved in her face earlier. He was so cute when he was embarrassed. She decided to forgive him, but she wanted to draw it out a little longer, see what else he was willing to share. "I don't know, Matt. You were in here with another woman who was obviously more than willing to satisfy you...what am I supposed to think?" 

"That I would never do anything to hurt you and I would hope that you would trust me to throw her out before anything happened." 

"We just met. How am I supposed to know how you would react in this situation? We aren't even officially dating or anything." 

Matt looked at her like she was insane. "I just told you I wanted you to be mine. What more do you want from me, woman? A declaration of love?" 

Staci raised an eyebrow and folded her arms. "Woman?" 

Matt growled low in his throat. He could hardly resist her when she was just talking to him and being herself, but when she was ticked off, that was when he wanted to rip her clothes off the most. For some reason, her anger and stubbornness set off something inside of him that wanted to do nothing more that claim her as his own. The harder she fought, the more determined he became. He had to have her. There was nothing more beautiful that when her jaw was set and she was about to tell him off and all he wanted to do was turn that anger into passion. 

He placed his hands on her full hips and nearly moaned at the thought of being in between her thighs, plunging into her depths. He got himself back under control and leaned his head down to smile at the sweet woman standing before him in a burlap sack. "Mmm...you heard me right. You're my woman and a lot more woman than I could ever imagine asking for. You're strong and you don't take anyone's crap. You're beautiful, smart, funny, sassy, and I bet you dominate on the rugby field. I'd have to be crazy to let you go without a fight. Be mine, Ana. I'm yours if you'll have me." 

All the time he had been talking, Matt had been walking Staci backwards until she was against a wall. Before she had a chance to respond, he captured her lips in a deep kiss, hoping that he could convey his feelings for her within that kiss. He pulled away only to bury his face in her neck and place soft kisses over the flesh he found there. Staci was near incoherent at this point. His kisses made her melt and she was thankful the wall was lending her some support right then because without it, she would have been on the floor. Matt halted his exploration of her neck to look at her. Staci's eyes were closed, but they slowly opened to return his gaze. "Will you have me?" Matt's eyes held his emotions, apprehension, desire, lust, love and he figured that his Ana would be able to read each one. There was no point in holding back. 




Mr. Right? Ch. 05



Staci just stared back at him. No man before Matt had the power to turn her to jelly with just a touch, to have her melt with just a simple caress. There was something more to their relationship. There was an electricity that seemed to crackle around them when they touched. She wasn't sure how she had come to adore the man so quickly, but she did, and she wanted nothing more than to be his. She was afraid that she was compromising her stance on waiting for Mr. Right, but right then, in that room, at that moment, there was no one else more right for her. She nodded and gave him a tentative smile. 

He raised an eyebrow, not used to his Ana being shy. She was a firecracker and sassy...now she was shy? He stood and looked down into her eyes. She was still uncertain of his feelings for her, he could tell. But, now he was looking forward to uncovering every emotion and aspect of her personality. She was just going to have to get used to his being around. He intended on staying around for a very long time. 

Staci smiled up at Matt and that was when her inner flirt, Sasha, decided to come out and play. Staci's smile turned from meek to sultry as she placed her hands on top of Matt's. She removed them from her hips and ordered him to sit on his bed. It wasn't what she said, but the way she said it that had Matt rushing over to the bed and looking back at her like an expectant puppy, waiting on his treat. And what a treat he was going to get. He laughed to himself. He didn't think that he was the submissive type, but he didn't mind submitting to his sweet Ana. Her wish was his command. She began to move her body to a rhythm that was present in her head. She sauntered over to the door, making sure to add some extra sway to her hips, and locked it. 

In the sexiest voice that Staci could muster, she purred, "I owe you a dance, don't I?" Matt could feel his cock become harder than it ever was before. He could probably break glass with it if he wanted. Matt could hardly wait to see what kind of dance it was going to be. If he was lucky, it would end with his Ana dancing on his dick. But that was wishful thinking. Matt would take what he could get. 

Staci slowly began to remove the dress that she had been wearing. It was a stark contrast to what she was wearing under it, she knew, but that was why she wore it. She had contracted Lexi into making her a bathing suit months ago, because Lexi was the fashion designer of the group. Lexi pulled out all the stops and when she was finished, she had created a bathing suit that would have Staci followed by flocks of men. Unfortunately, Staci didn't have the same appreciation for Lexi's vision, blushing furiously when she realized just how much of her would be uncovered. It wasn't appropriate for the party, but it was just the thing for instant seduction. It would bring Matt to his knees and have him begging for more. 

When the zipper of her sun dress was pulled half way down, she turned around, facing away from Matt and letting him take in the intricate criss-crossing of red string down her back. Turning to face him, she eased the dress off her shoulders and down in the front, revealing the triangular cups that barely contained her breasts. She made a slow turn before once again, facing away from him and easing down the rest of the dress to the floor below. While Lexi referred to it as a "one piece suit" the only thing connecting the top and bottom was the elastic string that held everything together. The bottom of her suit was fashioned so that the fabric didn't start in the front until about an inch above her pussy lips and in the back, it was a thong, so her plump behind was bared. The strings that dipped down and held the fabric in place wasn't the most comfortable, but it was quite sexy. It was amazing what Lexi could do with elastic string. It had taken Staci almost 20 minutes to get all the strings in the right place and the bottoms actually covering everything just right, but the reaction she got from Matt when she faced him again was worth it. His mouth hadn't closed yet. It made her feel incredibly sexy and she was glad that she had shaved her pussy, because it looked like Matt wanted a taste. 

Matt found himself speechless and in need of a drink, his throat was so dry. No wonder she wore a sack to the party, he definitely would have thrown her over his shoulder and taken her straight to his room if she had arrived in just the suit she had on. He thought that when she bent over and showed him her ass, he would lose it, but he was sure that he had just came in his swim trunks at the sight of the front of the suit. There was barely anything there. He could almost see her cunt and there was nothing that he wanted to do more right then than to bury his face in it. He slid slowly off the bed and came face to face with the object of his desire. He looked up into Staci's eyes before closing his own and placing his face directly in front of her sweet pussy, breathing deeply in order to smell her musky scent. His tongue reached out for a tentative lick, hoping to taste her through her swimsuit. Matt looked back up at Staci for permission to continue. 

Staci noticed that his eyes were more blue than grey at that moment, clouded with desire for her. It was enough to make her breath catch in her throat. His broad, muscular chest rose and fell rapidly, showing just how excited Matt was. She slipped back towards the bed and sat on it, spreading her legs as an open invitation to what Matt had to offer. She couldn't resist him and what better way to get to know him than to see what he had to offer in the oral pleasure department. 

Matt crawled back to his bed and smiled up at Staci. He ran a finger up and down her pussy outside the suit, listening to the soft sounds that Staci produced as she leaned farther back on the bed. Matt moved the small bit of fabric that was keeping him from his Ana's sweet pussy and smiled smugly. He was getting to taste her and they hadn't even been out on a first date. Maybe he was a ladies man after all. Matt took a moment to observe the object of his desire. She was completely shaved and her pussy was unlike any he had seen before. The outside was a brown that was slightly lighter than Staci's chocolately skin. The inside was a soft pink, while her clit was a darker pink that bordered on red. Her clit was very prominent and it was just asking to be sucked on. Who was he to deny such a pretty pussy its wants? He was going to do his best to make his Ana scream out his name in ecstasy. 

Staci was so turned on and all she wanted was to feel Matt's tongue in between her legs. Her breath came in rapid pants. He happily obliged her, licking her pussy for all he was worth. The things that he was doing to her pussy were magical. She could feel his tongue exploring her folds while his fingers worked themselves in and out of her pussy. Every once in a while, his tongue would graze lightly over her clit, making her buck her hips up to get more of his face in her pussy. She was so far gone that she couldn't even think to muffle her moans as they began to get louder. She could feel her orgasm lurking right beneath the surface, she only needed a little bit more and then she would go crashing over the edge. 

"Matt...stop teasing me. I...ohhh....I need to come."

Matt smiled quickly before taking Staci's clit into his mouth and sucking on it. The scream that escaped her lips, followed by his name, as she came made him feel arrogantly pleased with himself. He loved to hear his Ana's moans of pleasure and her screams...well, he would do just about anything to convince her to let him make her scream out in pleasure again. Ana surely was a tasty treat and well worth the trouble. 

As Staci came down from the heights of her orgasm, she looked through her legs to see Matt's cocky smile. She could tell that he wanted a lot more, but she wasn't so far gone that she would sleep with him before their first date. She didn't even know what the man did for a living or really anything important about him. At least she knew his name...and that wasn't as comforting as she thought it would be. She should have had a little more restraint, but when it came to Matt, she couldn't find the energy to restrain herself. She wanted to be with him and he wanted her. She sighed and laid her head back on the bed. She could feel Matt's weight shift as he came up to rest beside her. 

"Ana...are you ok? Was it ok?" 

Staci looked up at Matt with a smirk on her face. "What do you think?" 

Matt chuckled. She was still giving him attitude and that meant that she was good. He turned Staci to face away from him and couldn't resist resting his hands on her breast. He heard Staci's soft intake of breath as he started to massage her breast. Matt peeked over her shoulder in order to see the contrast in their skin tones. Something about it made his dick jump, rubbing up against Staci's firm bottom. She reached up and stilled his hand with hers. "I've already had mine. I think it's about time you get yours. What do you say, big boy?" 

Matt just smiled. "Only if you want to give it to me, babe." 

Staci turned over and winked. "There are plenty of things I want to give you....but I think I'll start with this..."



Mr. Right? Ch. 06



Matt watched closely as Staci's hand made its way down his body. He licked his lips and was struck with the taste of Staci's sweet pussy. He still had her juices on his face and he wasn't inclined to wipe them off at all. They were a reminder that he wasn't dreaming. His Ana was there with him and she was about to do something that he was sure would blow his mind. 

Staci looked at Matt as he followed the path her hand made to his manhood with his eyes. He had beautiful eyes as well as a beautiful body. His broad chest and well-muscled arms were the things her dreams were made of. She loved the way that Matt could make her feel small and protected within his arms. As she ran her hand down his body, she found that his abs weren't as defined as she had expected them to be. It didn't matter though, his body still felt like heaven to her. She ran her fingers along the band of his swim trunks and sly smile spreading itself across her face. She was taking her time to plan the assault on Matt's dick. She wanted to bring him pleasure and didn't want to waste time with indecision. Staci purred into Matt's ear, "Why don't you take these off for a while?" 

She barely had time to blink before Matt had ripped off his trunks and flung them across the room. Someone was eager, but then, so was she. She looked down and saw the most beautiful cock she ever had the pleasure of looking at. Matt was a little above average sized, but Staci was a firm believer that as long as you knew how to use it, the size didn't matter. The head of his cock had turned an angry purplish color due to Matt's stroking it after his swim trunks were disposed of. Staci just smiled and licked her lips. She was in for some fun. 

She slowly worked her way down his body, teasing him with soft kisses and brief licks as she neared her goal. She made a pit stop at his nipples, making sure to roll her tongue around each one. She blew a soft breath over both nipples and watched them harden with satisfaction. She continued her journey, nuzzling her nose in the hair that formed a happy trail down to his crotch. Staci took the time to dip her tongue into his belly button before continuing on her course. Matt's breathing took on a more rapid pace and his hands were restless on the bed beside him. 

"Ohh...Ana, angel...you're driving me crazy." His words were embedded in a moan as he felt her hot breath on his penis. Staci just smiled. He was right, Ana moaned sounded fantastic. It was music to her ears and a source of encouragement. She leaned forward and brushed his head with her lips. Matt let go of his cock and watched as Staci tentatively licked the head. 

Staci closed her eyes and savored the flavor of Matt. His salty pre-cum was just the appetizer and Staci couldn't wait to get a taste of the full meal. She opened up her mouth and let her lips caress his head before engulfing his cock with her mouth. Matt exhaled a breath he didn't realize he was holding. Staci mouth felt amazing and it seemed that he wasn't the only one who knew how to use their tongue to pleasure someone. Staci's tongue was doing magical things to the underside of his head. He watched as her head bobbed upwards and back down a few times before she began to apply more suction and twist her mouth on his cock. While she was sucking him off, one of her hands was twisting around the base of his cock and with the other she caressed his balls. The sensation left him breathless. "Ohhh....Ana." 

Staci loved hearing the sweet sounds that escaped Matt's mouth while she pleasured him orally. Looking up at him, she smiled around his cock before taking a breath to open her throat. Matt saw Staci's eyes shine mischievously and the next thing he knew, she had taken his entire penis into her mouth and was rubbing her nose around in his pubic hair. It was almost too much for him to take. His hands reached forward and buried themselves in Staci's hair. Her hair was so soft and her mouth was incredible. He began to unconsciously guide her head up and down, reveling in the feel of her tongue, lips and throat. Staci could feel Matt's orgasm approaching as she continued to fondle his balls. They began to rise and Matt's legs started to twitch. His hands tightened in her hair. "I'm...I...I'm gonna cum!" Matt teetered between lifting Staci's head so she wouldn't have to swallow and holding her head down so he could shoot his load down her throat. Lucky for him, Staci made the decision for him grabbing his hips and anchoring herself. She was ready to catch all of his cum and she was looking forward to it. Matt's eyes squeezed shut and his breathing stopped for that one second before he came. It felt like his entire sack was trying to exit through the tiny hole on the tip of his dick. He felt Staci swallowing his cum, which only added to his pleasure. Once he was done, she sat up and smiled, licking her lips. "Yummy. Who knew that you tasted so good, Matt?" 

Matt could barely open his eyes. He was still on cloud 9, but as he slowly came back to earth, his lopsided smile took its place on his lips. "You're wonderful. Can I keep you?" 

Staci moved up to lay by his side. "Didn't we already go over this earlier?" 

Matt chuckled. "I want to keep you here in this bed....for at least a week." 

Staci raised an inquisitive eyebrow. "Oh yeah? The people at your party are going to wonder what happened to you. My mom might freak out if she doesn't hear from me. They'll send out search teams. You don't want to be responsible for those kinds of drastic measures." 

Matt laughed. "Well, I suppose I can let you go...for now. But, before I do, let's discuss our date." 

Staci gave Matt a knowing smile. "I want to get to know you better and what better way than to see where you live and hang out. If it's okay with you, I'd love it if you showed me around this town." 

Matt thought about it before giving his answer. "Sure. I'd be more than happy to take you around town. I've even got some things in mind to do already. But, are you really going to drive back out here tomorrow? It's a long drive for a date with me....not that I don't want you to come back. I...I'm going to stop before I get my foot stuck in my mouth." 

Staci chuckled and quickly found herself underneath Matt. He had a sort of predatory smile that sent shivers down her spine. The man was hot and all she wanted was to move the flimsy piece of fabric covering her and invite him in. Unfortunately, the warning bells were sounding in her head. She was in trouble. Head over heels for a man she barely knew and all she could think of was him in between her thighs plunging his thick member into her depths. Matt lowered his head until his mouth was even with Staci's ear. "Mmm, Ana....I have you right where I want you. Underneath me and on your back. See, I wasn't lying about what would happen when you chuckled." 

Staci remembered the first time they spoke. It seemed like so long ago, only it wasn't. If someone would have told her that night that a couple days later she would be practically naked in Matt's bed, she would have laughed. She hated his guts that night. Today, she was loving every inch of him. Looking up at Matt's smug smile, she rolled her eyes. "Don't let it go to your head. You're just lucky I decided to give you a chance." 

Matt nodded. "Extremely lucky. I didn't think you'd date a guy like me." 

"Yeah, I usually don't date assholes." 

Matt laughed. "Sassy. I like that." Matt decided he had enough of being on top of his Ana, because it was such sweet torture and his cock was attempting to plant itself deep inside of Staci. The thing had a mind of its own sometimes, what could he say? He rolled over and then pulled Staci in close to him. "You're so soft, angel." 

"You're so corny." 

Matt had to laugh. "Alright, well, if you're just going to lay here and insult me, then I think it's about time to go back to the party." 

Staci rolled her eyes again. "If that's what you want...perhaps I won't wear my sundress when we go back outside." 

"The burlap sack? As much as I love to see you prance around in that bit of string, I don't think you should go out there like that. The other guys will try to grab you and I'll have to get out my baseball bat. No one wants to see me go to jail over a bathing suit....and I will too. You're mine, in case you've forgotten." 

Staci sat up and looked at Matt with her eyes narrowed. "No one owns me. I can do whatever I damn well please." 

Matt sat up quickly, looking deep into her eyes. "I..didn't mean it like that. Come on, Ana. I'm as much yours as you are mine. I was just implying that we were a couple..." 

Staci glared at Matt for a few more seconds before sighing and letting her features soften. "So, about tomorrow. I don't want to drive. Can't I just stay here with you?"

Matt looked at Staci incredulously. For someone who kept saying that she didn't know him, she sure wasn't acting like it. "Sure...I have plenty of room in my bed for you." 

Staci giggled. "Pervert. I meant stay in your house, not in your bed. I'm sure you have a spare room or mattress somewhere in this behemoth of a house." Matt's pout did nothing to persuade her differently. If she was going to stay in the house, it surely wouldn't be in his bed. There would be too much temptation and Staci was still dead set on holding out until she got to know Matt better. 

Matt reluctantly agreed, but he was extremely happy that Staci was going to be staying in his house. He could hardly wait to show her around. Maybe he could get her to go skinny dipping in the lake with him. The thought of Staci naked was enough to bring his erection back to life. Unfortunately, Staci had already moved off the bed to adjust her suit and put her dress back on. Matt willed himself to go down, thinking of unsexy things until he was soft enough to tuck into his swim trunks. Staci fixed her hair in the mirror on his dresser and Matt was struck with the feeling of how right it felt to have Staci in his room, watching her primp. Maybe this wouldn't be the last time it happened, although he would have to move out of his parents' house if it was going to happen often. His parents were always critical of his girlfriends, telling him that they were only after his money. He could only imagine the colorful things his dad would come up with when he found out Staci was not only his girlfriend, but was black as well. Matt just shook his head. 'I guess the whole world can't be tolerant, but it would be nice if my parents were.' 

Staci turned and looked at Matt expectantly. He seemed to be deep in thought, so she stayed silent for a bit. Then she walked over to him and gently placed her hand on his arm. He looked at her and smiled. "Let's go party. The quicker we go and make everyone leave, the quicker I can get you all to myself again. Maybe this time, you can be on top." 

Staci chuckled and shook her head. Matt was incorrigible, but she didn't have the same reaction to his dirty statements as she did before. It was nice to feel desired. They headed back out to the party, only to find that they had missed all the excitement...the nonsexual excitement that is. 

Kathy had gotten her revenge on Brian. He made the mistake of hitting on someone's girlfriend and somehow convinced her to accompany him into the woods surrounding the house for a little fun. Perhaps it was all the tequila she had. Kathy picked up on Brian's plan and quickly alerted the girl's boyfriend. He and two of his buddies taught Brian a lesson in manners and then left the party with the extremely drunk girl in tow. Brian sat on the porch nursing his black eye and bruises. Kathy just smiled and went on her merry way. 

Staci took Matt over to be properly introduced to her friends. He already knew Kathy, Maia, and Jesse. Staci introduced Matt to Lexi last and true to his word, he gave Lexi a big hug after they shook hands. Lexi looked puzzled for a few seconds after he released her before she quipped, "What? Is it my turn already? Man, Staci, that was fast." Staci just shook her head and laughed, remembering Lexi's previous statement about passing Matt on to her after she had her fun. "No, he's still mine. I'll let you know when I'm done though." 

Matt was confused, but decided to roll with the punches. He leaned over and whispered in Lexi's ear. Lexi tried to hold her laughter back, but couldn't. Staci was the one with the quizzical look on her face then. Matt just smiled and told her that he would tell her later. Staci grabbed his arm and dragged him away from her friends. "Later is now. Tell me!" 

Matt just shrugged. "I thanked her for the bathing suit and asked her if she could make about five more of them, but I also added that she should leave out the pieces of fabric next time." Staci just laughed. It was shaping up to be one fantastic day.



Mr. Right? Ch. 07



It had been a long day. Staci sighed as she rested her head against the soft pillows of the bed that Matt offered her. She had packed a bag the previous night, after deciding that she wanted to get to know Matt in his natural surroundings, and had put it in the back of Kathy's truck for safe keeping while she was at the party. She hadn't been sure about how she would get back to campus, but Matt offered rooms to all the girls and so, they were going to spend another relaxing day on the lake while Staci enjoyed her time with Matt. She still couldn't believe that she was dating him. He was some kind of crazy asshole, but that was what she liked about him the most. He had a really playful nature and he always kept her on her toes. Snuggling down into the pillow, she closed her eyes to reply the events of the day. 

After Matt officially met all her friends, he took Staci to the dock near his house to show her his boat that he got for one of his birthdays and his luxury SeaDoo watercraft. He offered her a ride on the back, but she declined. Staci wasn't ready for that kind of fun. They walked around the shore of the lake, talking and joking, until Ted bum-rushed Matt and pushed him into the water. The water fight that ensued was vicious. The two of them were splashing like there was no tomorrow. It ended up being a draw and both boys trudged waterlogged to the porch where they flopped down to catch their breath. 

A little while later, Matt started up the grill and began cooking the copious amounts of meat that he had purchased for the party. Staci became Matt's unofficial helper, flipping the meat while he got more out of the refrigerator and taking the full plates around to drunken party goers. Whenever Staci ended up standing next to Matt, he would lean over and whisper naughty things to her. She could feel her cheeks heat and she would just shake her head at him, holding back a number of downright bitchy things that she wanted to say in reply. It would only encourage him, she figured, since she noticed how worked up Matt got when she was fussing at him. The things that turned him on were bizarre...her chuckle, her anger. If she spit, he'd probably tackle her to the ground and rip off her clothes. Staci rolled her eyes. The boy was just weird. 

Staci let out a small sigh of content as sleep began to overtake her. She was really looking forward to their date the next day. As Staci lay resting in the incredibly soft bed, a figure appeared at her door. Matt couldn't sleep. He kept thinking about the fact that Ana was in his house. He tried to get her to sleep in his bed, but she refused. Matt didn't really see the harm, seeing as she already saw him naked and he had feasted on her delicious pussy, but he would respect her wishes. He stood there and watched as his Ana smiled in her sleep. 'She must be having good dreams. Hopefully she's dreaming about me,' he thought to himself. 

"Go to bed, Matt. This isn't a peep show." Matt drew in a sharp breath, surprised by the voice that broke the quiet atmosphere. So, she wasn't asleep. He should have waited a bit longer to make his way across the hall. 

"Can I go to bed with you?" 

Staci let out an exaggerated sigh. "Matt..." 

"I know, I know. But, it was worth a shot. But I mean, really what's the harm in us just sleeping in the same bed?" Matt had the urge to orally assault her senses and the only way he was going to get to do that was if she let him join her in her bed. 

"No means no, pervert." Staci bit back the giggle that threatened to give her mood away. She wasn't exactly opposed to Matt sleeping with her, but she knew that she couldn't trust herself, or him for that matter, to keep it purely platonic. She longed to bury her hands in his sandy brown hair while they made love. She didn't want to rush things, but that didn't mean that she didn't have the desire to ride him like a bucking bronco. No, it was safer this way. This way there were fewer chances of waking up in the morning with a million regrets. 

"Well, how about I join you for a bit and then go back to my room?" Matt was beginning to feel the need to ravish her. From the dim light coming from the hallway, he could see that Staci had chosen to sleep in one of those flimsy tank tops and he was positive she wasn't wearing a bra. This only led him to begin thinking about whether she wore underwear to bed. It was all down hill from there. 

"You really are incorrigible, you know that? Are you ever going to give up?" Staci hid her smile under the covers. It pleased her to no end that a guy like Matt desired her so much that he was incredibly persistent when it came to her. She wondered how long she could hold out before he lost interest. She didn't want to lose him, but she was wary of jumping into bed or a serious relationship with him. This was like their trial period. She wanted to get to know him before completely committing herself to him, like her heart was telling her to do. It was her mind that held her back, cautioning her that Matt might just be after her for the challenge and when she gave it up, he'd give her up. It was that thought that kept resurfacing and it was the one thing that stopped her from offering herself to Matt on a platter. 

"Nope. I'm afraid you're stuck with me." Matt nodded as if to verify his statement. 'I won't give up until you give in to me, my sweet Ana...and then I won't have a reason to give you up. You'll be mine.' A smile spread across Matt's face as the thought entered his mind. Ana was his, whether she knew it or not. She was his future. She was all he could see. But, at the moment, he was wishing he could see more of his sweet Ana's tasty chocolate body. Matt suppressed the moan that threatened to escape as his mind began to flash images of Staci in her bathing suit. He had to have her. 

Staci sat up in the bed and noticed that another visitor had arrived. She licked her lips, thinking about how beautiful his cock was and how delicious he tasted when they had their earlier rendezvous. She shook her head wondering what he thought of her. She didn't even know what to think about herself. One minute she was telling him no, the next minute she was licking her lips and thinking about his cum splashing down her throat. If she hadn't already realized that she was in trouble, it was definitely confirmed now. No one in her past had inspired such a burning, all-consuming desire within her. She could feel her resolve wavering and Matt could see her brow furrowing as she struggled to come to a decision. 

"Alright, alright. You win. But, keep you hands and other body parts to yourself. And don't think that you'll be making a habit of this." 

Matt chuckled. "I don't think..." 

Staci held up a hand. "If you say you know, I will get out of this bed and beat you with my shoe Matthew Rosenbloom. You don't know diddly, so don't give me that." 

Matt wisely shut his mouth and climbed into the bed, gathering Staci up in his arms. As an afterthought, he got back up and closed the door. Matt returned to the bed and held Staci in his arms. Her face rested softly against his chest and her full bosom pressed against his stomach. Matt felt his cock getting even harder. How was he supposed to control himself when she did things like that? Matt whispered his apologies softly and nuzzled his face into her hair. He didn't want Staci to feel uncomfortable with his hard on pressed against the soft flesh of her stomach. He really couldn't help it. She was just so sexy and so soft in his arms. Staci relaxed into his arms and she couldn't seem to want him to let go. It just felt so right to be cuddled against his side. "I'm sorry too. I'm being such a prude. I just don't want to spoil whatever we have before I even figure out...how I feel about you. You're something else. You know that, Matthew Rosenbloom?" 

"Am I?" Matt's mouth curved up into a cocky half-smile. 

"You are. And you have the most ridiculous last name." Staci giggled into Matt's chest. 

Matt squeezed her tightly and then placed a kiss on her forehead. "You know, you're right. I'll take your last name when we get hitched." 

Staci punched him lightly in the stomach and looked up into his eyes. Matt gave her a lopsided grin and leaned his head down. He stopped an inch from her lips. "I promise to be good...," and with that he pressed his lips against hers. Their lips seemed to fuse together, neither of them wanting to come up for air until they absolutely had to. When they broke apart, Staci only had one thing to say. "As long as you promise." 

Their lips joined again and again in the darkness of her room. Their tongues battled for position as their hands explored. Matt ran his hand over her back and then rested it on her round behind. Staci moaned softly as he squeezed it. Staci's hands ran over his chest, softly caressing his nipples before they made their way to his hardened cock. Matt sucked in a quick breath and rolled over on top of Staci. It was so hard to stop himself from ripping off her pajama pants and plunging into her depths, but he reigned in the impulse and set his mind on pleasuring Staci orally. He began planting kisses on her neck, making his way down to her sizable breasts. He worked her tank top off, tossing it to the floor. 

Matt popped one of Staci's nipples into his mouth, eliciting even more moans from his sweet Ana. She brought a hand up to hold his head in place while her other hand slipped inside her underwear. Staci's fingers played with her clit while Matt's tongue flicked back and forth over her nipple. They had become so hard that she was sure that they could break glass, if she tried. Matt's hand replaced hers on her clit. He began to run his fingers in the shape of a figure eight around her sensitive nub. First one and then two of his nimble fingers made their way into Staci's hot snatch while his thumb continued to wreak havoc on Staci's clit. She was so wet. Matt closed his eyes for a moment to savor the feeling of his fingers buried in her tight pussy. If only he could replace them with his cock. It would be paradise. 

Continuing to stroke into Staci faster and faster, Matt moved his fingers in search of her G-spot. He wanted to hear his sweet Ana scream. She was bucking her hips in an attempt to help him find the place that would quickly grant her a sweet release. Staci's moans began to increase in volume as his fingers found their final destination. "Ohhhh....Matt....more." Since, he considered himself a gentleman, he felt compelled to oblige, tapping her spot faster and softly biting down on her Hershey kiss colored nipple. He soon brought her to orgasm, reveling in the feeling of Staci's pussy contracting around his fingers. Staci's body writhed underneath his as she called out his name at the peak of her pleasure. That's what he wanted...but now he wanted to hear her do it again and he wanted to be able to see her face as she screamed out her passion. He reached over and turned on the bedside lamp that sat on the end table next to the bed. 

Matt's devilish smile greeted Staci when she opened her eyes. He was really good and it seemed as if it would only get better. She could barely move to help him as he pulled off her pajama pants and now soaking wet panties. Staci heard the low growl that Matt let out before plunging his tongue into her pussy. He went to town, running his tongue around her folds, making sure that every inch of her pussy felt appreciated and worshiped. He dipped his tongue into her pussy and used it to demonstrate what his cock would do when she finally let him make love to her. 

Matt's face was covered in Staci's juices, but he couldn't seem to care. All her knew was that he wanted to taste more of his Ana and was rewarded when she came again. She was so loud, but he didn't mind. Her juices flowed freely from her pussy and Matt set to lapping them up. He felt her weakly tug on his hair, signaling that she couldn't handle anymore. But, he didn't let that stop him. He began sucking and nibbling on her clit, making her hips jump up and momentarily depriving him of his feast. He wrapped his arms around her legs to hold her down and began another round of oral loving. 

Staci lost count of how many times she came. The only thing that she could manage to do when Matt's tongue was attacking her pussy was moaning. That, and screaming out his name. The whole house must have heard her by now, but she couldn't stop. She had always been a vocal lover and this was no exception. She eventually put her fingers in her mouth to silence her raucous responses. She was exhausted when he finally let her go. Matt moved up and bought Staci's limp body to his. His jaw was tired from all the pussy eating that he just partook in, but he was happy with the results. Staci was slowly drifting off to sleep in her post-orgasmic haze. The only problem was that Matt was still as hard as a rock. He gently nudged his Ana. There wasn't really a reason not to involve her in his pleasure since she was there. 

Staci opened one eye. "Hmm?" 

Matt gestured to his stiff member. Staci lifted her head and sighed. She was just too worn out to have the energy to suck him off. She raised an eyebrow. "What did you have in mind? I can't..." 

"I know...Can I fuck your tits? They're so round....I want to feel my cock slide in between them," his moan signaled the weakening of his control. He brought his hand up to caress her breast. "Please?" 

Staci chuckled softly. With the most sensual voice she could muster she said, "Sure, hun. Go ahead. I've always wanted a pearl necklace." 

Matt growled and covered her lips with his own. He couldn't get enough of Staci's lips and the way she stroked his bottom lip before sucking into her mouth drove him crazy. After breaking away, Matt got up and rushed into the bathroom that was attached to the guest room. Once he found what he was looking for, he stripped off his boxers and rejoined Staci on the bed. 

She was still in the same place and she looked completely ravished. Her lips were swollen from his kisses, her eyes were heavy-lidded, and her hair was all over the place from her thrashing around while his tongue worked its magic. Matt decided that he absolutely loved that look and he would do his best to make her look that way often. He began squirting lotion onto Staci's ample bosom and slowly rubbing it in. Stroking his cock, he straddled Staci's torso. "Are you sure, angel?" 

Staci took a hold of his cock and brought it closer to her chest, "Don't make me wait for it....I might fall asleep." 

With that, Matt squeezed Staci's breasts together and began stroking his cock in and out of the crevasse they created, gradually picking up speed. Staci's neck strained as she lifted her head to see Matt's eyes closed, his head thrown back, his cock peeking from in between her boobs. It was an arousing sight. She parted her lips and her tongue snaked out to meet Matt's dick as it was thrust towards her.

Matt's eyes popped open and he looked down at her. Their eyes met and Staci noticed that his eyes were once again more blue than grey. She really loved his eyes. In fact, she had a feeling that she could love every inch and almost everything about the man hovering above her. She suppressed a loud moan by biting her bottom lip. 

Matt drew in a breath when he felt the tip of her tongue touch the head of his cock. It was unexpected, but it felt so nice. Matt opened his eyes to take in the sight of his Ana. She was so beautiful, especially when her eyes were clouded by passion. They weren't fiery like he expected, but they did invite him to get lost in their depths. When she bit her lip, he lost it. Matt heard himself call out, "I'm coming!" before his balls emptied their contents. 

Staci loved the little breathless pants that signaled Matt's coming. He made the cutest noises when he came. Staci felt his cum running down the sides of her neck. It was an interesting feeling. Matt moved from over her and after a brief rest by her side, he got up and made his way into the bathroom. Staci waited until he reappeared with a towel in his hand to wipe up some of his cum with her fingers and lick it off. "Mmmm....you're still so tasty. Hopefully next time I'll be able to take a more active role in helping you cum." 

Staci watched with wide eyes as Matt's cock rose to attention again. Matt looked downward and then looked up to give Staci a smug smile. "Is it next time yet?" 

Staci hadn't expected him to get hard so quickly. She cleared her throat and wished it hadn't suddenly gone dry. "Umm..." 

Matt chuckled and tossed the towel at Staci to get her attention. Apparently his dick had put her in some sort of trance, the way she had been staring at it. Staci laughed as she pulled the towel from her face. 'What an asshole,' she thought. Matt joined her in the bed and turned off the bedside light. Staci dropped the towel to the floor and cuddled up to Matt. With a soft sigh of content, she closed her eyes. She was right. It had turned out to be a fantastic day. She could hardly wait until the next one, when Matt would take her out on the town. She felt Matt's soft kiss on her forehead as she drifted off to sleep. 



Mr. Right? Ch. 08



It's been a long time coming, but here it is. Drop me a line and let me know what you think. No sex in this chapter, so if that's what you're looking for, try back later.

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Staci could barely move and she couldn't remember a time when she had felt so content waking up next to someone. She could feel Matt's nude body pressed up against hers, his hard cock poking her in the back. 'Matt really needs to put a leash on his morning wood,' Staci thought to herself. That thought was followed up by what she would have really liked to do with Matt's rock hard cock. 

It was hard resisting the obvious sexual attraction that she had to Matt. His every movement spoke of sex to her and his smile, his laugh, the look he got in his eyes when he was hungry for her body, those called to her on a primal level. She wanted him.  

Her eyes roamed over the planes of his body. She took delight in the way his muscles moved beneath his skin as he gathered her closer to him and rumbled contentedly in his sleep. Matthew Rosenbloom was definitely the kind of guy that she could get used to waking up next to. Part of her wanted to wake Matt up with a loving blowjob while the other wanted to roll him over, jump on his cock and ride him like there was no tomorrow. The decision was taken from her, though as Matt stretched himself out and rolled over on top of her. 

"Morning, Ana."

Staci looked up at Matt, slightly startled because she had been so deep in her thoughts that she didn't even realize that he was awake. "Hey," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. 

Matt chuckled and nuzzled closer to her, his lips brushing against her face lightly. "Are you being shy with me? You do realize that you are bare-assed naked beneath me right now, don't you? The time for being bashful has long passed." 

Staci growled before pushing against his shoulders. Wasn't that always the way it went? Here she was, thinking of making love to the man and he had to wake up being a cocky asshole. She liked him much better when he was sleeping. 

Matt just smiled down at her, his body keeping her in place. He loved the way Staci felt against him as she struggled, her lower body pressing against his manhood, her nipples brushing against him, her breasts being pushed into him repeatedly as she tried to arch her back for more leverage. He could stay here with his sweet Ana beneath him forever and say fuck the date. She would wear herself out eventually and then he could have his way with her. But what fun would that be? His Ana was at her best when she was being a spitfire, giving him attitude. He lowered his head and bit her shoulder as she squirmed. 

The pride swelled, as did his cock, when Staci stiffened at the contact and he felt the wetness seeping from her core. So, his Ana liked that, did she? Matt stored that piece of information away for later. But, he hoped it wouldn't be too much later. "Once again, sweet Ana, you are in my arms and on your back. If I didn't know better, I would think that I was clairvoyant. And you didn't believe me..." 

Matt watched, pleased with himself, as Staci's eyes glittered with her pent up anger at his comments. He loved the fire that burned deep inside her. It was one that invited him to be burned and it felt good to know that he could provoke that passion from her in a number of ways. 

"Matthew, get your dumb ass off of me. I can't stand you when you're in one of your cocky moods. Like I told you before, you're lucky I even took the time to look at you. Now, move your ass. If you don't, I won't be responsible for the fallout, which may include the loss of your dick." 

Matt just laughed, but he did shift his body so she wouldn't have such easy access to his manhood. "I've got you right where I want you, Ana. Why would I move? Look, I'll stop riling you up for now and we can talk about what we're going to do today instead. What do you say?"

Staci just sighed. It wasn't like she didn't enjoy Matt on top of her, so she agreed. But she wasn't going to let him think she was giving in. "Fine. But, if you get started again, I'm going to end it...And you won't like the way I do it." 

Matt nodded and settled in against Staci's body, his larger form draped across her carefully, making sure he wouldn't crush her. He used her ample bosom as his pillow and sighed contentedly. "So how do you feel about the zoo after breakfast?"

Staci found herself luxuriating in the feel of his body on hers, though she fought hard not to notice how right it seemed. She ran a hand absently through his sandy locks, looking into Matt's eyes and watching as his eyes returned to their normal gray color from the bluish tint they took on when he was feeling amorous. 

"Ana? Earth to Ana?" 

Staci's eyes widened with the realization that she had been staring at the man, like she was in some kind of trance or something. Her mind had the worst timing. "What?" 

"How do you feel about some food and then the zoo? I was thinking that maybe we could walk and talk, get to know each other better. And maybe I can convince you that I'm a nice guy, in fact, I won't stop until you're convinced that I'm the man that you've been waiting for." 

Staci smiled down at Matt. "Oh yeah, and how do you know that?"

Matt's hand snuck up her body and rested on her left breast. "I just know. Don't you feel it here, like I do?" 

Staci smirked. "No. I don't usually use my breasts as a gauge to determine if a man is the one for me or not." 

Matt just shook his head. "I was thinking of looking a bit deeper inside of you, angel."

"Ohh...my heart." Staci felt a little dense at that moment, but who could blame her. Matt had been saying nothing but dirty things to her since she met him a few days ago. It was hard to think of him referring to anything in a non-sexual sense. 

"I knew you were smart, Ana. Let your heart guide you and I'll do the same. But, right now, my stomach is doing the talking and it's telling me that I need some sustenance. How about you? Are you hungry?"

Staci nodded, not quite sure how to take his remark. Was Matt actually a sweetheart disguised as a smart-assed frat boy pussyhound? Although, she seemed to be the only pussy he was chasing at the moment, that didn't mean that he was thinking monogamy, per se. Staci wasn't even sure that what they had was going to last longer than a few weeks, but what she wanted for those weeks was a guarantee of sorts and she needed to hear the words. Staci took a deep breath and gathered her courage. She had to know for sure. "Are we going to be exclusive, Matt? I know you've talked about being a couple, but I want to know what that means to you." 

Matt regarded her carefully, as if he wasn't sure what to think about her. "Here I go, giving you a compliment and there you are, making me rethink it. Anastacia Jones, I told you before that you are mine and that I am yours. I'm not really big on sharing, so you're just going to have to get used to the fact that I'm going to be the only man you're dating. I am the only man who will be bringing you pleasure, my name will be the only one you scream out while I do so, and I surely will be the only man looking at you in that bathing suit of yours."

Staci nodded again, relieved more than anything. She didn't want to assume anything, just in case, but she was glad to hear that Matt on the same page. She was still planning on taking things one day at a time and trying to keep her heart out of something that was so new until she knew exactly where Matt stood, but she definitely didn't want to share while she was figuring things out. "Ditto. I'm the only one that is welcome in your bed from now on, Matthew. If come in and find another frat whore crawling on your bed while we're together, I'm going straight Lorena Bobbitt on your ass." 

Matt laughed while subconsciously cupping his privates. "Duly noted, Ana. That is a threat I won't soon forget. But, perhaps I should echo that with one of my own, though I believe OJ, allegedly, would be more appropriate as the person I'd imitate." 

"That's going a bit far, don't you think? I'm only cutting off your dick." 

"I'm a little jealous, what can I say?"

Staci just shook her head and smiled. It was going to be hard not to fall completely for this man, especially when she was so far gone already."So, tell me more about this whole breakfast thing you've got planned. I'm starving." 

*** 

After Staci and Matt got ready, using the bathroom that was connected to his room, they ventured downstairs where the breakfast buffet that Matt had order had already been set up. Matt smiled as Staci shook her head at him. Of course, he knew that there were going to be several people staying at his place after the party and as the host it was up to him to provide them with some kind of breakfast. He wasn't going to cook for more than 10 people, so the breakfast buffet was the next best thing. It cost him a bit, but it was well worth it. 

Staci piled on the scrambled eggs with bacon bits, home fries, hash browns, sausage links, a couple pieces of toast, a pancake and a few other items onto her plate. The night she spent with Matt really upped her appetite. The seating in the large dining room consisted of a long picnic table built for twelve, decorated with a blue and white, checkered tablecloth, and two circular tables that could accommodate six people.

Maia and Jesse were the only two downstairs at breakfast when she arrived, but Ted and Lexi had come down shortly after she and Matt started gathering their food. She took a seat at the picnic table next to Maia and Jesse, who had opted to share a room when it looked like more space was needed. She wasn't going to say anything about it until she noticed that Maia's hickeys had increased in number. Staci chuckled to herself before thinking, 'She must really get off on people giving her hickeys. Damn, there's even one on her shoulder.'

"Hey there, Hickey Queen. I see you added a few more to your collection. Or should I say it was Jesse who added them? Hmm?" Staci teased. 

Maia glared at her before responding, "Well, well, if it isn't the Screamer. I don't think anyone in the house doubts that Matt laid it down last night, if what we heard was any indication." 

Staci could feel her entire body flush as the heat of embarrassment overwhelmed her. "Shut up. I couldn't help myself."

Jesse had been keeping quiet but Staci could tell by the look on his face that he wanted to say something too. 

"You shut up, too. I don't even want to hear it," Staci warned.

Jesse leaned across the table and whispered, "Not even the fact that Maia was so far gone that she didn't even notice your howling last night. I told her about it this morning."

Staci couldn't hold back her laughter. "Well, I feel a bit better then. At least I wasn't alone. So, you two are making a go of it, huh?" 

Jesse beamed at her. "I think so."

Maia nodded. "What can I say? You were right, Staci. And I'm glad you were."

Staci grinned and then turned her attention to Matt who was sauntering towards her with two full plates in his hand. He had taken a minute to talk to Ted before coming to sit down. "Well, I'm happy for you both."

"And what about you and Matt?"

Staci turned to look at Maia again. "What about us?" 

"Are you two dating or was it a fling?"

"We're official. It's kind of weird to think of him as mine, especially with all the hell Kathy was raising over him. But, I'm happy and hopefully things will work out." 

Matt slid in next to Jesse, across from Staci, and smiled at his Ana. "Good morning, you two."

"Hey, man, congratulations on scoring one of the best girls I know," Jesse stated as he slapped Matt on the back. 

Matt gave him a grin. "I guess I owe you some congratulations as well, seeing as your room was apparently tied with mine for the most orgasmic screams coming from it. Although, I think my Ana took the prize for volume." 

"Matthew Rosenbloom! I can't believe you'd say that! A gentleman doesn't kiss and tell," Staci bellowed.

Matt could feel his smile spreading across his face as he took in the sight of Staci glowering at him. Goodness, she was so sexy when she was angry. He could only imagine what she would say if he grabbed her, threw her over his shoulder, and took her back to his room. She would probably give him an earful before he ripped her clothes off and gave her his cock. 

"Who said I was a gentleman, Ana? I think it's hot the way you scream for me. And now everyone knows you're mine." 

Staci couldn't imagine wanting to disappear more. Maia was trying not to laugh, but from the way her shoulders were shaking, it was a losing battle. Jesse was rolling and Ted, who had just walked over with Lexi in tow, was obviously confused and would probably ask for an explanation soon. Staci decided to head him off before any more embarrassing things were revealed about her. 

"Lexi, Ted. Good morning. How did you guys sleep?" As soon as the question left her mouth, Staci wished she could take it back. It could only lead to more mortification.

Lexi and Ted exchanged looks. They had hit it off well at the party, spending a good amount of time talking and getting to know one another. It went so well between them that they had disappeared together before many of the partygoers had made their trek back to campus, choosing to forgo the rest of the party. 

Lexi gave her a devious grin before answering, "We would have slept better if some noisy bitches weren't screaming the roof down around us. Must have been some night, eh ladies?" 

Maia was quick to offer a retort. "Well, unfortunately, not all of us had the luxury of slipping off before the party was over. But, we heard you too, so don't feel left out or anything." 

Staci added with a smile, "I don't think I've ever heard you cuss so much, Lexi. I was surprised but I guess that means that later you can tell us if he really did give it to you 'Southern Style'." 

Lexi's mouth just hung open. Ted's grin did nothing to make the situation any better. If anything, he looked about as proud as Matt did.

Staci jut shook her head. What a way to start the day. "Alright, I think we're all sufficiently embarrassed right now. So, let's drop it and chow down." 

Matt agreed, but got up and moved to Staci's side. Ted and Lexi sat on the section of the bench that he vacated. Staci felt her stomach flip as Matt settled in next to her. She knew what was coming. It was only a matter of time. 

"How is the food, Ana?" Matt questioned. 

"It's delicious. This was a good idea."

Matt leaned over and whispered in her ear. "I have many more ideas where you're concerned, angel. Most of them involve you without clothes on, though."

Staci just sighed. She knew he only sat next to her so he could try to rile her up by saying dirty things. "Too bad, most of the ideas I have for you involve you with my knee in your groin." 

Matt winced. "Meanie." 

Staci watched as Matt sat up and continued eating. This day and the date were bound to be anything but dull. She ate her food and contemplated going up for seconds. She could tell that she was going to need her energy today. 

***

Staci could feel the ache in her cheeks increasing as the day went on. Matt was so funny and his constant inappropriate comments and jokes had been keeping her laughing. She had gotten used to the fact that Matt was just a dirty bastard who liked to say dirty things to her. Most of the time, she didn't mind, seeing as she was having similar thoughts after that last night in bed. 

At first, Staci couldn't figure out why Matt would have wanted to go to the zoo for a date, not that she was complaining because she loved animals. But, as time passed, she noticed the many opportunities that Matt took to touch her, to wrap his arms around her and pull her into his body. It was the perfect setting for some casual cuddling and it also allowed them time to talk about themselves. 

At one point, Matt had embraced her and moved her so that her back was flush against his chest, to help her see the vulture perched on top of its rocky home, but all Staci could concentrate on was the semi-hard cock nestled against her back. It was hard, resisting the urge to grab Matt, tug him into the bushes that lined the many pathways around the zoo, and show him how mammals got down, but Staci managed. They chose to take a break at a picnic table that was somewhat secluded, nestled back away from the main path. Staci watched the movement of Matt's muscles as he swept his hair out of his face and took a drink of his slightly overpriced soda. 

She wouldn't soon forget how warm and safe she felt encased in the strong arms of Matt. It was something that she cherished and something she was looking forward to indulging in at every opportunity. But, that thought triggered another. How often would that be, with Matt living so far away? 

"Hey there, Ana. It looks like I've lost you again. Checking out of that Mind Motel that Maia was telling me about?" Matt grinned. He was starting to like that far off look that Staci sometimes had. It usually meant that she was thinking about him. 

Staci blinked, bringing Matt back into focus. "I got so caught up in the newness of this, I never considered how things were going to work out." 

The frown lines that creased his forehead told of Matt's mood long before the words left his mouth. "What are you talking about?" 

"You live an hour away. We're not going to be able to see each other as often as most budding couples do. How can we build a relationship when you're not even around?"

Matt crossed his arms and peered down at Staci. His Ana could be so dense sometimes. "Well, I definitely plan on seeing you on the weekends and an hour isn't that long of a drive, if you're motivated to make it...And believe me, seeing your beautiful face and being able to hold you is more than enough of a reason for me. If you wanted me in your arms every night, I'd be there. Also, there's this wonderful invention called a telephone. I don't know if you've heard of it, but it allows two people to talk to each other without even being in the same room. You'll have to try it sometime."

Staci crossed her arms, her lips twisting up into a pout. His smart-assed remark, while true, was not sitting right with her. "I'm serious, Matt." 

"What? So am I. I'll call you every night, if that's what you want. I'll drive down whenever you want to see me and probably a few times when you don't want to even look in my direction. Hell, I'll even buy a couple of webcams if that will make you feel better. I don't think you get it, Ana. You and I belong together and I will do anything to make it work."

Staci worked hard to be skeptical but the sincerity in his eyes as they bore into hers made her realize her own folly. She went and fell for a man that she wasn't even sure could be in a committed relationship. But, the way he was talking...she could hope.  

"Stop trying to find reasons for us not to be together and focus on the ones that tell you that this is real. What happened to follow your heart?" Matt continued. 

"Alright, alright. You're right. I'm being negative. As long as you're willing to make it work then count me in. I was just trying to be realistic." 

Matt frowned. "More like trying to break us up when we've only been a couple for a day. At least give me a few months." 

"You think you'll be around that long?" 

"If you'll have me. I plan to be with you for a long, long while, angel. Now, enough of this serious talk, I'm ready to hit up the reptile house." 

Staci sighed. She was being ridiculous about it all. Matt was right, it was too quick to give up. They could overcome something like distance, it would just take a little bit of work. "Lead the way, Matt. Let's go look at some snakes...other than the one that you keep in your pants." 




Mr. Right? Ch. 08



Matt barely processed her words before the sip that he had just taken from his drink was all over the table. That was a first. If he didn't know any better, he would say that he was rubbing off on his Ana. Well, that would keep him on his toes. He watched her laugh and felt his cock's reaction. "Ana, you can look at my snake whenever you want. In fact, now is fine. I can just unzip for you..."

Staci shook her head vigorously. "As much as I would like to, Matt, I'd hate for you to get arrested for public indecency. I can wait for my own private show at home, you perv." 

Matt laughed and rose to his feet. "Come on, angel. We've got some major ground to cover." 

***

Staci felt absolutely exhausted. It had been a long, but enjoyable day. It was too bad that there was a bunch of drama waiting for her when she got back to campus. It was a confrontation she was not looking forward to, just because she knew how ugly things could get and how she reacted to such situations. She really didn't want to have to beat a friend down, but it sounded as if Felicia was asking for it. 

Staci had received a call from Maia, letting her know that the shit had hit it while she was off enjoying Matt's company. After Staci and Matt left on their day-long date, the rest of the girls had come down for breakfast. Apparently, Felicia was feeling jealous of Ted and Lexi because she had scoped Ted out when they first arrived at Matt's house and decided that he was just her type. But, when she went to make her move, he was already cozied up with Lexi. Felicia had tried to break in and flirt, but it seemed that Ted was more interested in getting to know Lexi than getting into Felicia's pants. 

Felicia was still feeling bitter about it, instead of being happy for her sister. Felicia had come to breakfast and started making rude and sarcastic comments about Lexi whenever her twin spoke. When Lexi had enough and confronted her about it, she made some kind of remark about how Staci and Lexi were two of a kind, stealing men out from under other people's noses, people who they were supposed to be friends with. Maia jumped in and defended Staci while Lexi let loose on her twin. The argument only grew louder until Kathy jumped in and pulled Felicia away to talk to her. Shannon was trying her best not to get involved and Lexi and Maia were heated. The end result was that Kathy drove Felicia and Shannon home, leaving Jesse to transport Maia, Lexi and Staci. 

Maia called Staci to give her the run down after waiting a few hours, so as not to spoil the date. At that point, they were still at the zoo. Staci found herself thinking about what was going on occasionally, but Matt was doing his best to keep her mind occupied with happier thoughts. Unfortunately, she was going to have to talk to Felicia about her feelings, though part of her really didn't care if Felicia had a problem with her dating Matt. He didn't want Kathy in the first place. 

Staci forced herself out of her thoughts of Felicia and focused on the man across from her. They had both bought a change of clothing and, after a quick pit stop, they were now dressed up for a night out on the town. Staci sported her favorite little black dress, complete with shoes that Maia had lovingly dubbed the 'make-him-sweat' heels. The straps that wound up her legs, showcasing her calves, made more than one man drool and now it was Matt's turn. And from his reaction, on his face and in his pants, she knew he was imagining her in nothing but her heels. It was a powerful feeling, to know that she could cause such a response.

Matt was wearing black dress pants that clung to his behind and outlined his package, although he was regretting the latter because there was no way to hide his reaction to his Ana's dress...and those heels. He wore a turquoise dress shirt and a black tie to finish off the look. It was casual, but he felt good in it. He noticed the way Staci was checking him out and felt even better. He figured she was an ass-woman and now he had proof. 

Matt drove her to an elegant restaurant with menus that didn't list the prices. It screamed uber-expensive, but Matt assured her that he could afford it. His family was well off due to some sound investments and his father's ruthless business acumen. He and his siblings were part of the family business, but Matt was also thinking of pursuing some other things. 

Staci had been impressed to hear how Matt was interested in becoming an electrical engineer, seeing as his undergrad major was EE and he participated in the program that allowed him to get his Masters degree concurrently with his undergrad degree. He was working for his family because he was good with computers and they needed a lot of their technology updated. He helped keep them ahead of the curve, but he wanted to work in his field of interest eventually. 

Staci sighed. She was just finishing the third year of her four-year program and Matt was already out in the world, working. He had a lot more life experience too. He was only two years her senior, but it felt as if he was so much older when they just talked and he wasn't being a pervert. In fact, she found his serious side just as desirable as his crazy, dirty side. 

Matt caught himself staring at Staci as she got lost in her thoughts. Her forehead had scrunched up earlier, because she was probably thinking of the trouble back at the house, but now the lines had faded and a small smile had appeared. She was thinking of him again. Good. It wouldn't do for her to worry about things she couldn't really control right now. 

Matt almost rethought continuing their date after hearing how things were going back at his house. But he was feeling a bit too selfish to give Staci up so quickly. So, Matt called Jesse and promised to have Staci back at a reasonable time later that night, but Jesse didn't seem to mind that they were still out. In fact, Jesse let him know that he and Ted had plans for the girls, so Matt could take as long as he wanted to. When he had told Staci, she just laughed. She told him about how, at first, Maia was avoiding being alone with Jesse and now she was apparently getting naked with him at every opportunity. Matt kindly pointed out that Staci couldn't really talk, since she had spent the last few days doing the same thing. It was funny things worked out sometimes. 

"I'd like to propose a toast," Matt stated after he brought himself out of his thoughts. If they continued, he wouldn't have been able to control himself.

Staci realized that she had drifted off again, but she was with him now. "A toast?"

"To you, my beautiful angel. You have made my life much brighter in the days that I have known you. I hope that you will continue to grace me with your presence for many years to come."

"Cheers to that." Staci gave him a serene smile before sipping her wine. 

Matt returned her smile and scooted his chair closer to hers. "So, if I show up at your door tomorrow, would you shut me out and complain about not knowing me?"

Staci pretended to think about the question while taking another drink. "I guess it depends." 

"On what?" 

"On whether or not you're going to behave yourself."

Staci almost felt the need to fan herself with the look that Matt was giving her right then. The way his gray eyes glittered with intent made her wonder if she should even let him in if he came to visit. 

"I'll be good, I promise." The way Matt said good let Staci know that he was ready to be anything but good. He was going to be bad, very bad, and she was going to love every minute of it. 

"Well, as long as you promise, Matt," she said with a giggle.

Matt leaned back and motioned for the check. There was just one last place that he wanted to take his Ana before returning to his house. Yes, the fountain would be the perfect place to end a date with the only woman he could see being with in the future.  

*** 

Staci walked up the stairs to Matt's house, her 'make-him-sweat' heels in hand. Matt trailed behind, watching the slinky fabric of her little black dress move, hinting at her curves, but unable to hide the roundness of her ass. He was sorry that she had to leave him so soon, but comforted himself with the knowledge that she would be back in his arms in no time. She was worried about not being able to see him or spend as much time with him as she would like, but he knew now that he would be up at her apartment as many nights a week as he could manage. He just couldn't fathom staying away from her for too long. 

'How did she get under my skin so quickly?' he wondered. It didn't matter though. She was there and that's where he wanted her to stay. 

Before she got inside the door, he grabbed her and spun her around in his arms. "Ana. My angel, I don't think I'll ever get enough of you." 

Staci smiled. Matt was such a closet romantic and she loved every minute of it. She pressed closer, feeling the wisps of his sandy hair brushing against her cheek as she laid her head on his shoulder. "Good. I don't know if I want you to get enough of me. I like to keep you begging for more." 

She felt the deep chuckle rumble through Matt as he held her. "I think you'll be the one begging before long, angel." 

Staci smirked and pulled her head back to regard him. "So cocky..." 

That was all she got out before Matt's lips were claiming hers, sweetly, soundly. Their lips met again and again, after taking quick breaths, the desire burning between them. Matt came to his senses first, knowing that he couldn't very well make love to her outside. It was too public and his Ana's screams would certainly draw some attention. He broke away, breathing heavily, feeling his cock pulse with every beat of his heart. His Ana's eyes were glazed over and unfocused. He liked that. 

"You're trouble, you know that, Matthew?"

"Yep. Sure do. So how about tomorrow? Can I come up to see you then?"

Staci thought about it, mentally pulling up her schedule. "Tomorrow I have to study for my final on Wednesday, but Wednesday evening would work. I only have to write a paper and that isn't due until Friday night."

"Then I'll be there Wednesday night...and Friday night too. So, you better get your paper done on Thursday because I'm not waiting for you on Friday. As soon as I get there, your clothes are coming off." 

"I'm not sleeping with you on Friday. You're just going to have to wait until I'm ready for that."

Matt's grin turned predatory. "I may not be sliding my dick into you, but I will be licking and sucking every delectable inch of you, Ana. I'm going to make you scream for me as many times as I can manage." 

Staci could feel her panties starting to stick to her naughty bits. 'Trouble indeed. Now I'm going to have to change my underwear before we leave,' she thought.

"Consider that fair warning, angel. Now, how about we see what our friends have been up to while we were out." Matt turned and opened the door. 

"Lead on, though I'm not so sure I want to know what those four were up to," Staci replied. 

***

A few hours later, Staci was in the back of Jesse's car, staring out the window and wondering what the future would bring. 

Lexi leaned over and placed a hand on her shoulder. "Staci, I know that you didn't steal Matt from Kathy. Just looking at the way he looks at you tells me as much. I'm sorry my sister is an idiot." 

Staci gave her a smile before replying, "Thanks, Lexi. I hate to be the cause of a rift between you two, though." 

Lexi shook her head. "Even if you weren't with Matt, Fel would have blown up at me. She can't stand it when a guy she likes wants to be with me instead. Mostly because we look a like and that means that the guy likes my personality better than hers." 

"Don't tell Felicia this, but I prefer your personality too," Maia chimed in from the front seat. 

Staci laughed. "It's unanimous, in that case." 

Lexi shared in the laughter before becoming somber again. "If I didn't have that make-up class tomorrow, I would have stayed with Ted. I'm not sure I'm ready to have it out with Fel yet. It gets ugly when we fight because we know each others buttons so well." 

"You can stay with me, if you'd like. I've got room," Staci offered. 

"I think I'll take you up on that. But, only for tonight. I've heard from a reliable source that Matt is going to be coming up on Wednesday night." 

"A reliable source, huh. So, is Ted riding up with Matt, or are you going to him?"

"Me to him. I'm not having him come up so Felicia can drool over him and we can have another fight. I might end up trying to cut the bitch," Lexi said before changing the subject. "It's nice that Matt's letting Ted live with him rent-free. His room is really nice and you can see the lake from his window."

Staci nodded. "If there's one thing that I've learned this weekend it's that Matthew Rosenbloom is a sweetheart in an asshole suit."

The girls laughed while Jesse just shook his head. It was going to be a long ride home if this was what he had to listen to all the way there. "Give the guy a break, sweetness. He's half in love with you as it is." 

Staci smirked. "I could say the same thing about you, Jesse." 

Maia turned and glared. "Shush. He can tell me how he feels about me when he's ready to. You mind your own business and focus on how you're going to tell Matt that you're totally head over heels for him already." 

Staci stuck out her tongue and turned to look out the window once more. How was she going to tell him when she was barely coming to terms with it herself? 



Mr. Right? Ch. 09



He was in love. There was no doubt in his mind now. He had only known her for five days and he was already head over heels? He let out a quiet snort. His old man had ended up being right again. Matt remembered that his dad had claimed that when a Rosenbloom male met his match in every way, his feelings and heart would get tangled up almost instantaneously and the desire to claim her and keep her would overwhelm him. Matt had laughed it off because he didn't believe in love at first sight. But, now he knew, it may not have been love at first sight, but there was that need to protect her, to claim her from the very beginning that he couldn't shake off. She was his match and he was going to keep her by his side no matter what. 

"Ana, you're so wonderful. My angel, my sweet, I..."Matt began in a voice barely above a whisper.

"Matt, stop mumbling to yourself and go to sleep. This isn't family share time. Save it 'til tomorrow," Staci grumbled. 

Matt laughed. He had thought about professing his love to her sleeping form to practice for the real thing. Apparently, his Ana was either a light sleeper or very good at playing possum. "You're right. I'm sorry. Goodnight, Ana."

"Night, babe. Sleep tight." 

**** 

Staci could barely contain her excitement as her pen flowed almost effortlessly across the test in front of her. Because of Matt's help, she had been able to relax before the test and even that morning he had woken her up with a massage to keep her loose. She walked into the test feeling confident and where as before she would freeze up sometimes during her finals, this time, she finished without hesitation. Matt had worked wonders and she hoped that he would stick around so she could take advantage of his pampering more often. 

She looked over the test to make sure she hadn't forgotten anything and once she was satisfied, she gathered her materials together and stood. Staci stretched upwards, working out the muscles of her back that had tightened while she was hunched over. With a smile, she handed in her test and walked out of the room, feeling free and excited because she was meeting up with Maia to get an update on her new relationship with Jesse and divulge some juicy tidbits of her own. 

She walked across campus and settled on hanging out at an outside table by the student union until it was time to meet Maia. Because she had been so confident, Staci had finished well before she thought she would and now had time to kill. She decided to work on her paper, so she could finish it quickly. Matt was coming back up later that night and she wanted to be able to focus on him. Now that they had gotten their first time out of the way, Staci was looking forward to fucking Matt into submission. She shook her head at herself. One day she's claiming that she was waiting to have sex, the next she's being drilled against a door. Oh, how she was mistaken. 

Staci's lips curled into a half-smile as she sat thinking about all the deliciously naughty things that she wanted to do with Matt and to Matt. She was lost in a seriously sexy fantasy where Matt was begging for release as she teased him, when a voice broke into her thoughts. 

"Hey there, Ms. Anastacia Jones. Long time and all that." 

Staci looked up and into a pair of warm blue eyes that were partially hidden by a mop of red hair. "Jeremy Carter! What are you doing here? I thought you were done." 

"Just out roaming campus. My flight doesn't leave until tomorrow. But I'll be back in two weeks." 

Staci nodded. She felt somewhat bad. Jeremy was the guy she was supposed to attend the Alpha party with before Kathy stepped in and convinced her to change her plans. And, although it worked out for her in the long run, she couldn't help but feel a little sorry for Jeremy. They had been flirting and hanging out with a group of mutual friends for a while before Jeremy had decided to go for it and asked Staci to meet him at the Alpha party. She knew he was probably planning on making his move that night, but fate stepped in. Matt had come through and swept her off her feet before Jeremy even had a chance to run his game. 

"You want to sit down? I'm meeting Maia in a few, but I have time to talk if you want to," Staci offered. Maybe this would give her a chance to tell him that she was off limits. 

Jeremy took the seat across from her, sweeping his long red locks back so he could get a better look at Staci. He had heard the rumor that Matt Rosenbloom was so far gone on Staci that he was tripping over himself and that they were now an item, but he wanted to hear it straight from the source. If he gave up and the rumor proved to be wrong, he would be majorly pissed. But, then again, if the rumor was true and Staci was taken by Matt on the very weekend that he wanted to lay his claim to her wonderfully curvy body, it would be a damn shame. 

His eyes took in the way her hair fell over one eye before traveling down past her shoulders and the way her breasts seemed to suck him in before he caught himself and raised his eyes back up to hers. He could feel his entire face flush as he realized that she had caught him staring as well. 

"Sorry, Staci. I can't help it. You're so beautiful, you know?" Jeremy wished he was smoother, or could ignore it, but he didn't want to come off as a complete pig to the girl who had captured his attention. 

Staci fought the urge to giggle. Jeremy was adorable when he blushed, his fair skin turning almost as red as his hair. If Matt hadn't barged into her life, Staci knew that there was a good chance that Jeremy would have been her boyfriend right then. She was a sucker for redheads, after all, and his muscular swimmer's build and pert little ass didn't hurt either. 

"Well, you sure know how to flatter a girl." 

Jeremy tried to think of something clever to say, but he felt tongue-tied. That was one of the reasons he wanted to meet up with Staci at a party. What he wouldn't give for some booze right then. 

Staci took pity on him and changed the subject. "So, how was the party this weekend? Did you have fun?" 

Jeremy cleared his throat. "I did. It was a lot of fun. A couple of the guys were doing keg stands and then trying to see who could spin around the longest without falling over. It was pretty entertaining. Although, I must say, I probably would have had a better time if a certain beauty were there on my arm. But, as I heard it she was off at another venue, kicking ass and taking names." 

Staci laughed. "Hardly. More like getting mauled by drunks and having to be saved from their attacks. Apparently, some guys don't handle rejection well."

"So who was doing the saving? Did Jesse swoop in to save his favorite girl from sure destruction?" 

Staci shook her head. "No, actually it was a guy named Matt. He's an alum who was in town for the weekend." 

"Matthew Rosenbloom? That old hound dog was back in town? I bet he had a girl on each arm and another few chasing after him." Jeremy winced internally. 

'Sure, go ahead and make the guy sound bad just because he might be with your curvy beauty. You sound like a jealous ass.' Jeremy continued to beat himself up mentally. 

Staci quirked an eyebrow at Jeremy's familiarity with her new beau. "Yeah, that knucklehead is the one who saved me. He's a nice guy underneath that dirty frat boy exterior. And I have it on good authority that he was able to successfully repel most of the girls chasing after him. Do you know him?" 

Jeremy nodded. "Not really well or anything. He was a friend of my older brother. They were the same class year and in the same program. We've only met once...when we were both incredibly drunk, but my brother had some pretty crazy stories he liked to tell about his and Matt's escapades." 

The conversation lulled for a second, the question that was plaguing Jeremy's mind was hanging in the air. Jeremy didn't know how to ask about it tactfully and Staci wasn't really itching to tell him, but it had to come out somehow. 

Staci knew that Jeremy brought Matt's name into the conversation because he probably heard that they were an item from someone who was at his lake party. They could beat around the bush all day or she could just tell him what he wanted to know. 

"So are you two dating or was that just some wild rumor?" Jeremy beat her to the punch. 

"Yeah, he convinced me to be his girlfriend after chasing me around like I was the last piece of tail on Earth. He was persistent, I have to give him that," Staci answered. 

Jeremy's bottom lip protruded in a pout momentarily before he sucked it back in and smiled at Staci. "So, how serious are you guys? Are you just dating or are you in it for the long haul?" 

Staci was almost shocked at Jeremy's forwardness, but then she remembered that was why she had liked him in the first place. He was direct, honest, and he wasn't afraid to tell Felicia that she was full of shit, which earned him many brownie points in Staci's book. 

"We're as serious as we can be for a couple who started dating two days ago. We both agreed to be exclusive and we're going to see how things turn out between us," Staci smiled at the thought of just who was turned out the day before. Matt sure did know how to put it down. 

"Damn, he beat me to it. That sucks. I wanted to be yours, you know. But, I can see that he means a lot to you already. That little secret smile of yours is very telling," Jeremy commented, leaning forward as if they were sharing secrets of their own. 

Staci stared at him like he had grown another head. Was it that obvious? 

"It's pretty obvious, Staci. But, you deserve that smile. You deserve to be happy and if Matt's the man that can make you feel that way, so be it." Jeremy stood up and stretched his lithe body out, hints of his auburn happy trail peeking out from under his shirt. 

"But if he trips up and makes a mistake, you let me know. I'll either knock some sense into him or pick up the pieces and show you how a man is supposed to treat a lady." 

Jeremy gave Staci a quick wink before turning to walk away. He turned back around and walked to Staci's side, scooping her up in a tight hug and dropping a kiss on her forehead. "I mean it. If he does anything, you let me know and I'll straighten him out." 

Staci leaned in briefly to return his hug before breaking away. "Will do. I'm going to hold you to it. I can't do all the ass-kicking by myself." 

"You do that." Jeremy smiled again and with a deep sigh of regret, he turned and walked off. It really was a damn shame that Matt got to her first.

Staci smiled after him. He was a sweet guy. She hoped he would find someone special that would be worthy of his attention. As for her, unfortunately for Jeremy, she was stuck on Matt. 

Staci returned to working on her paper, relishing the quiet atmosphere. It didn't last long. 

"Who was that guy?" 

Staci glanced up, already knowing who the voice belonged to. She looked into an incredibly handsome face that held a pair of gray eyes that, at the moment, reminded her of granite, hard and unyielding, and a scowl that conveyed just how unhappy Matt was about the situation he just witnessed. Staci fluctuated between wanting to scowl back at him and laughing at him for being so possessive. 

Matt flopped into the recently vacated seat across from her, trying not to cause a scene or chase after the guy and beat his ass. How dare he put his lips on Ana? 

Staci continued to regard him with a wary eye. Then she smiled warmly at him, remembering that he was the reason she was feeling so good that day and she wasn't about to let him ruin it. 

"Hey baby, enjoying your day so far?"

Matt crossed his arms and continued to glare. "You didn't answer my question." 

"You didn't answer mine either, but I'm feeling generous today. That was Jeremy. Now answer my question." Staci tried to hide her smile. Matt was so cute when he was being all angry, jealous boyfriend. That pout was adorable.

"I was enjoying my day immensely until I left work early to be with my girlfriend and surprise her, only to find her hugged up with some guy who thinks he can put his lips on her for some reason."

"It was a brotherly peck on the forehead." 

"It was a KISS. He put his lips on you and he's lucky I didn't run over and rip them off. I know a guy on the prowl when I see one." Matt accented his words with a jab in the direction that Jeremy walked off in.

Staci sat back and shook her head. "Matthew, you are over-reacting." 

"I wouldn't be over-reacting if you told me who that guy was and what he thought he was doing pawing you like that." 

Staci sighed. She could see the rage building inside of Matt. She watched, amused, as his face reddened. His angry face was almost as cute as Jeremy's blush. Now she understood why he pushed her buttons. As much as she hated to, she was just going to have to give him what he was asking for before he exploded. 

"That was Jeremy Carter. We've known each other for a little while now. And he was a potential suitor until about five minutes ago when I let him know that he didn't have a chance because I was falling for a sweetheart in an asshole suit. I thought you were going to take that suit off today, but I see that instead you have paired it with your 'jealous douchebag' hat and your 'I'm-a-total-dumbass' tie. It's such a lovely ensemble." 

Matt sighed and dropped his head into his hands. He was never the jealous type before and the depth of his desire to lay claim to Staci's body and fight off any man that came sniffing around her was a little frightening. It must have been the Rosenbloom possessiveness kicking in. Plus, it was hard to manage his emotions when she was around since he was using most of his self-control to fight the urge to throw her over his shoulder and take her somewhere to fuck her brains out. 

"Ana, I'm really sorry that I acted like a total jerk when I came over here. It's hard, you know. I mean, I spent so much time trying to get you to be mine and the thought of some guy trying to take you from me makes me see red. It kills me to think about not being with you." 

Staci heaved a sigh. Matt had his moments, but he really was a sweetheart. "I understand, Matt. I do. I know how I felt when I walked into your room and found that floozy crawling on your bed. I wanted to choke her out and we weren't even officially dating then. But, just as I gave you a chance to explain the situation, I expect the same courtesy. Don't jump down my throat and pout because things look a certain way. Find out the facts, trust me enough to give me the benefit of the doubt. If I'm not interested in being with you anymore and I want to move on, I'll let you know face to face, not sneak around behind your back." 

Matt nodded. "I'm a major ass. I really am sorry for being so gruff. So, how about I take you out to lunch off-campus to make it up to you?" 

"Negative." 

"Negative? What?" 

Staci giggled. "I'm meeting Maia for lunch today. We're going to compare notes about how good the sex has been, how many orgasms we've had, and see whose guy has the biggest equipment."

Matt's mouth dropped open. "You're not serious are you?" 

Staci's giggles evolved into full belly laughs at the combination of Matt's flabbergasted look, complete with a gaping mouth, and his response. She could feel tears start to run down her cheeks. 

Matt started to pout again. "It's not that funny," he grumbled. 

"No, I'm not serious. And, it's really funny to me. You look like a fish with your mouth opening and closing like that," Staci responded in between laughs. 

Staci eventually calmed down and regained her composure. They agreed to meet up with Maia and both go to lunch with her. Then they would head back to her apartment and hang out or make out, whichever struck their fancy. 

Maia, for her part, took it in stride, letting Staci know that she was going to call her later so they could dish on their respective guys. Over lunch they chatted and had a good time. Staci and Matt walked Maia to her next final and then drove over to Staci's apartment in Matt's car. 

Matt felt like the sight of his Ana's jean encased ass was hypnotizing him as she walked up the stairs in front of him. He was going to bend her over the arm of her couch and enjoy the sight of her ass as he crammed his cock into that sweet pussy of hers as soon as they got in the door. No chance for her to deny him and no mercy. He was going to fuck her hard and long. 

Staci turned to look back at Matt as they ascended the stairs. She could see the lust burning in his eyes, the fiery orbs seeming to almost be overtaken by the blue. She knew what he was thinking and she knew that as soon as she opened her door, all bets were off. Hopefully they'd make it past the door this time before her pants were off. 

"Matt..."

"Keep going, Ana. We're almost there." 

"You know, I do have a paper to write." 

"I know. I also remember you saying that it was due on Friday and you had all tomorrow to work on it. No more excuses." 

Staci tried to protest one more time, for the sake of appearances. "Matt..." 

She didn't get any more out before she was hoisted over Matt's broad shoulder and carried the rest of the way up to her apartment. He took the keys from her back pocket and opened the door. He let her close it, since most of her was behind him, before he walked over to her couch. 

"Ana, I hope you realize your entire afternoon and evening are shot. You're going to be spending it naked and on multiple surfaces around your place. Starting now." 

Matt stripped her quickly, throwing her clothes over his shoulder, and then disrobed himself. Staci drank in the sight of his body and felt her juices begin to flow. Before she could blink, she was looking at the floor of her apartment, the arm of the couch digging into her stomach and Matt's hands roughly massaging her ass. 

He moaned and started mumbling incoherently, caught up in his arousal and his need to take his Ana and lay claim to her body again. His eyes traveled up her body, taking in her slim waist, smooth back, and graceful neck before he leaned forward, whispering into his Ana's ear. "You seemed to have forgotten whose pussy this is. But don't worry, I'll remind you, over and over again. I doubt you'll have problems remembering after I'm through tonight." 

Staci felt his cock rubbing against the cleft of her ass and luxuriated in the way his body covered hers before his words sunk in. Oh. Shit. And those were the last two words that made sense to Staci for the rest of the day and most of the night, as Matt slid his penis deep inside of her and showed her just who he was and how efficient he was at staking his claim. Over and over again.



Mr. Right? Ch. 10



Staci smiled to herself as she looked in the mirror, styling her hair for the afternoon. Well, part of it anyway. It had been three long, but happy, years since she first agreed to date Matthew Rosenbloom and in those years, so much had happened. 

Maia and Jesse had gotten married 6 months after they started dating. Staci thought that they were moving fast, but Maia assured her that she was positive that there was no one else for her. No one had ever made her feel like Jesse did, despite the fact that her face still hurt just looking at him smile sometimes. They were happy together and they both thanked Staci profusely at the wedding for continuing to try to push them together. Staci was more than thrilled to be the maid of honor and danced the night away with the bride, groom and her gorgeous date, Matt. 

Of course, this put the idea of marriage in Matt's head and she couldn't count the number of times Matt had asked her about her dream wedding. She loved him, there was no doubt about that and he loved her. He professed his love about a week after they had started dating. Staci was so shocked, she didn't say anything, but Matt didn't need her to. Every day he would tell her how much he loved her and that he didn't want her to say the words until she meant it. She put him out of his misery three days after his proclamation. But, she thought it was sweet, that he would wait for her to feel the same and not take offence. 

Ted and Lexi looked to be the next pair down the aisle, seeing as Ted had proposed to Lexi about four months prior. Ted had secretly gotten Lexi's mom to take Lexi ring shopping, in the guise of buying a necklace for her birthday. They went to a couple of jewelry shops and couldn't help but browse the rings that were on display. Whenever Lexi gushed over a ring, her mom would take note and relay the info back to Ted. Ted found a ring that was a perfect combination of all the things that Lexi seemed to like and proposed to her on her birthday.

Of course, Felicia had to try to ruin things. Felicia felt the need to throw a fit when Ted got down on one knee in front of the family. Apparently, Lexi had no problem tuning her sister's rants out as she stared down at Ted and nodded. She also couldn't care less what her sister was shouting as Ted scooped her up into one of the most passionate kisses Lexi could remember. 

Staci smiled once again. Her friends were settling down into their lives quite nicely. Even Kathy, who Staci was sure was going to be a rolling stone forever, found someone who kept her attention more than the few weeks that were customary. Quincy, who Kathy had dated briefly when she was trying to get invited to the Kappa's Kode Red party all those years ago, decided to give Kathy another chance. Kathy, realizing that she should snatch up a good one before it was too late, promised to stay faithful and stop sleeping around to get what she wanted. Now, she asked Q and he would go to any length to please his woman. As if Kathy wasn't spoiled enough. 

A brief chuckle escaped Staci as she glanced down at her watch. It was almost time. Her mind drifted to Shannon. Shannon was putting those brains to work as a post-doctoral student in astronomy out at Yale. She seemed deliriously happy to be doing research and getting to go observe at telescopes in places like Puerto Rico, Chile and Australia. At times, Staci missed having Shannon close by, but she knew that she was doing what she loved. 

Then there was Felicia. Felicia moved to San Francisco soon after Ted proposed. She wanted nothing to do with any of them any more and Staci was glad of that fact. She had almost cut the bitch two years ago when she tried to make her break up with Matt. Felicia had planted lacy underwear under Matt's bed and when Staci found them, she almost lost it. Only the fact that she had promised herself that she would give Matt the benefit of the doubt kept her from beating his ass as soon as he came into the room.  

When confronted with the offending item, Matt denied knowing where they came from, but thought that maybe they were Lexi's underwear. It made sense since Lexi had been staying at the lake house and who knew where she and Ted were making it on the nights when Matt was down at Staci's apartment. Staci was so glad she kept her head instead of going crazy and trying to maim Matt. 

When they showed Lexi the panties, she denied that they were hers, but on closer inspection, she found the 'F' written on the tag, suggesting that the panties belonged to Felicia. It was a habit that they both kept up from childhood, marking their underwear so they knew whose was whose. Felicia was obviously trying to break Matt and Staci up and she didn't even bother to deny it when the trio confronted her the following weekend. Felicia went above and beyond offensive during their talk, because she blamed Staci and her sister for ruining her happiness. Staci was feeling damn near murderous and was about to jump her when Lexi stepped up, slapped the mess out of Felicia, turned and walked off. 

Staci let it go after seeing the look on Felicia's face. She remembered the time when the sisters were close, but she doubted that they would ever be so again. She and Matt walked away and hadn't been bothered by Felicia since then. Sometimes Staci wondered when she was going to be on the receiving end of a proposal, but she wasn't in a rush. It was just curious that as often as Matt talked about spending the rest of his life with her, he hadn't done anything to make it so. It would happen eventually or maybe she would get tired of waiting and propose to him herself. 

Her watch beeped as the hour struck. "Show time." 

Staci placed the black framed glasses on her face and strutted out of the bathroom and into the bedroom of the apartment that she shared with Matt. After she graduated, Matt invited her to live with him. He wanted to buy a house, but she refused to allow him to make such a commitment without knowing whether they would work out in the long run. Matt laughed in her face at that and told her that they were going to be together forever, but gave in and rented a swanky penthouse apartment in the city instead. Staci couldn't complain; the place was marvelous and close to the school that she worked at. 

The bathroom was connected to the large bedroom that she had decorated herself, with a king-sized mahogany framed bed and deep, rich colors. She saved the bright ones for the living room and the kitchen. Dark reds, deep purples and browns seemed more seductive to her, perfect for the bedroom she shared with Matt. 

Matt...Matt, whose sandy brown hair had recently been cut, but he still had enough to hang into his face. Matt, whose blue-gray eyes were devouring Staci as she stood there, the epitome of his fantasy. Matt...who was currently perched on a chair behind a school sized desk in the middle of their room. Where had he managed to find one of those? Oh well, it was time to get things started. 

Once his Ana came out of the bathroom, Matt forgot how to breathe. She was stunning. Her was hair tucked back into a bun, black framed glasses perched on her face, her lips ruby red and shining, her feet in 4-inch high stilettos... the crisp, white collared shirt, the first few buttons undone, fought against the breasts that were straining to get out, and it was tucked into a tight as hell skirt. The matching jacket covered her, but left nothing to the imagination. Fuck, he loved this woman.

His cock hardened as she spoke in a sultry voice. "Class, I'm collecting the homework. Who doesn't have it done?" 

Matt raised his hand and Staci arched one elegant eyebrow in his direction. "Mr. Rosenbloom, I'm disappointed. This homework was important, and as such, I believe that you should serve a detention. Maybe that will help you take things more seriously." 

Matt fought the urge to pant as she spoke to him. "Yes, ma'am." 

"Class dismissed." Staci turned her eyes towards Matt once more. 

"Mr. Rosenbloom, this is the third time you've had a detention for forgetting your homework. I think I need to resort to more drastic measures this time." 

Matt smiled and then swiftly wiped it off of his face when Staci scowled at him. "Yes, ma'am." 

Staci licked her lips before walking back into the bathroom and coming out with a paddle. She smiled and lightly slapped her palm with the paddle. She gave him a look that was full of desire before she breathed out, "Assume the position." 

Matt was sure he just came in his pants. That sexy, sultry whisper did things to his mind and his cock that he couldn't comprehend. In fact, it was so potent he forgot where he was and what he was doing. He just sat there, staring at his Ana and wanting her to be completely naked and on top of his cock. 

"Mr. Rosenbloom, don't make me repeat myself." 

Matt jumped up, rounded the desk and placed his hands on its smooth top, bending over at the waist and poking his ass out in Staci's direction. 

"Good." 

Matt felt her walk up behind him. She placed the paddle on the desk and slid her hand down his back. Her fingers caught in the waistband of his khaki shorts and glided around to the front. She could feel the steely hard-on pressing against the front of the shorts and she chuckled. 

"Seems you're not too scared by the prospect of punishment, Mr. Rosenbloom. Perhaps I should show you just how serious I am." 

With a quick flick of her wrist, she had his shorts unbuttoned and then they were down around his ankles, along with his boxers. "Be a good boy and count them out," she whispered into his ear, nibbling his lobe.

"Fuck." 

"That sort of language may impress your friends, Mr. Rosenbloom, but it doesn't impress me. You're going to get extra for that." 

"Sorry." 

"That's better. As I was saying....Count them out." Staci slid the paddle along the round cheeks that were presented to her. She almost laughed at the sight, thinking back to the night she first met Matt. He had mentioned it then, but now here he was, about to get spanked by a strong, willed black woman. She wondered idly if he would really like it as much as she thought he would. 

Mat braced himself for the impact when he sensed her wind up. He figured that she would go for light taps, but when the paddle landed on his ass with a resounding 'crack', he knew she was serious. 

"Mr. Rosenbloom." 

"One." 

"Better." 

"Two," Matt grunted, his pleasure mixed with pain. 

Staci wound up and let loose on Matt's ass until it was a bright and shiny red. Five on each cheek and five extra for the cursing. She smiled as she watched his cock bob with every smack. Staci didn't want to admit it, but she was more into the spanking than she thought she would be. It was hot, watching Matt's reactions to the paddle and she didn't mind rubbing his round butt to soothe it after she was done. 

"You did very well, Mr. Rosenbloom. Now, let's talk about your homework. You aren't going to be able to make it up, so how about a little extra credit?" 

Matt nodded as he continued to stand bent over the desk. He watched as his Ana took her hair out of the bun, shaking it out and allowing it to settle down around her shoulders. She sat down on the chair behind the desk and wiggled her skirt up around her hips. She spread her legs wide and smiled as Matt damn near swallowed his tongue. 

"Ms. Jones, you're not wearing any panties." 

She nodded. "For your extra credit, Matthew, I want you to lick this pussy of mine and lick it good. For each orgasm you give me, I'll raise your grade up. Let's see if you can make it to an A." 

Matt couldn't seem to pry his eyes off of her sweet snatch, despite the fact that he had seen it numerous times. There was just something about Ana with her skirt hitched up and her pussy glistening that made him ravenous. He wanted her badly right then, probably more than he had when they first met. Damn, but she was sexy. "I'll do my best, Ms. Jones." 

Matt knelt in front of her and pulled her legs farther apart. He could smell her arousal and knew that he would be hard pressed to remove his face from his own personal Valhalla. His tongue caressed her lips before spreading them apart with his fingers and going to work. Ms. Jones had shaved her pussy bald for the occasion and Matt wasn't complaining about that at all. He explored every crevice and brought her to orgasm once before he got serious. He nibbled on her clit as his fingers made their way inside his Ana's pussy. He watched as she writhed and moaned under his ministrations. Then he buried his face in her pussy and listened as his sweet Ana started to sing for him. Her screams were like music to his ears and when she clamped her legs shut on his head, he knew he was going to get that A. 

He counted five orgasms before she started begging him to stop, the pleasure becoming too much. So he continued, teasing her clit, fucking her with his tongue, laving her pussy with loving strokes, until Ms. Jones was not much more than a puddle, limply hanging off the chair. His jaw hurt, but it would recover and it was well worth it. Matt just couldn't get enough of eating out his love. 

"So, did I earn that A, Ms. Jones?" 

Staci's eyes were closed, but she cracked one open and looked at him sleepily. "Yeah, you can have your A, Matthew. But since you didn't listen when I told you to stop, I'm going to have to punish you again." 

Matt grinned, placing his hands on the desk. Staci eyed him for a moment and then rose, her skirt staying in place, nestled above her pussy. "Mr. Rosenbloom, sit down now." 

Matt looked confused for a moment but sat in the chair that she had vacated. His hard cock was pointing straight up and waiting for her. Staci smiled seductively before slowly dropping to her knees in front of him. 

Matt struggled to keep himself still when he felt her breath caressing his cock. "Ms. Jones?" 

"Matthew, I'm going to show you what happens to boys who don't listen to their teachers." 

Staci's mouth engulfed his cock. She took him deep down her throat and used her favorite techniques until she could feel him building toward his peak. Then she backed off, smiling up at him. She watched as the realization of what she was doing clicked in Matt's mind. He growled at her, but wisely kept his mouth shut. With an impish grin, she set to her task once again. Three more times, she took him to the edge, before snatching him back. She kept it up until Matt was begging for release. 

"Please...Fuck, Ms. Jones. I need to cum." 

Staci giggled. "I think I have a better place for your cum, Mr. Rosenbloom." 

Matt felt like his whole body was on fire. It was extreme pleasure and exquisite pain and he wanted more. Staci was going to get it for what she was doing, but as they agreed, she was the boss and no matter how much he wanted to pick her up, throw her on the bed and fuck her brains out, he was going to have to wait until she gave the green light. 

He watched as she rose and positioned herself over his straining cock. She lowered herself slowly and Matt had to grab the rungs on the chair to keep himself from wrapping his hands around her waist and slamming her down onto his manhood.

"Damn it, baby, you're killing me." 

"Mr. Rosenbloom, if you can't contain yourself, I'll just have to find someone else to complete this extra credit assignment."

"No, Ms. Jones, I'll be good....I promise." 

Matt's husky voice, laced with arousal, made Staci even wetter. She loved the way he sounded when he was swept up in their passion. She continued to torture Matt with slow strokes into her pussy until she could take it no longer herself. She needed his cock pounding her into submission and she needed it right then.

"Matthew, you have my permission to take me like you want to. I need your cock, baby. Don't disappoint me."

Matt responded by grasping her tightly around her waist and lifting her up off of his cock. He thought briefly about taking her on the desk, but he didn't want to break it. So he carried her swiftly to the bed and settled her on the edge with a pillow under her to bring her pussy right where he wanted it. He spread her legs wide and slid into her depths, as deep as he could manage. His speed increased with every stroke of his cock inside of her. His balls slapped noisily against her skin and the sounds of their flesh meeting were only drowned out by Staci's screams and his guttural moans. 

"Ms. Jones, your pussy is so tight and so fucking good. I love it. I love you," Matt ground out. 

"I love you too! I love this cock. Fuck me, give it to me!" Staci cried out. She could barely manage to catch her breath and the sounds of the headboard smacking loudly against the wall distracted her. 

Matt bent to slip a chocolate nipple into his mouth as he pounded into his love. His Ana. The only woman for him. The woman he was going to marry and spend the rest of his life pleasing. He smiled as his lips trailed up her body and fastened onto her neck. He bit her hard, but not hard enough to break the skin or leave a mark. Her keening cries grew louder until she crashed over the edge and brought him with her. The way her pussy gripped him so sweetly while she was in the throws of her orgasm was just too much. 

He scooted Staci's prone body up the bed before collapsing on top of her. Matt nuzzled into her neck and sighed. "I may never do homework again." 

Staci laughed. "Whatever. I might not be so keen to punish you next time. I think you enjoyed it too much." 

Matt chuckled. "I enjoyed that a lot. Just wait until you see what I have planned for the rest of the night. Far more enjoyable." 

Staci sighed. "Did you schedule in nap time on your fantasy time table?" 

"As a matter of fact, I did." Matt reached over and set the alarm clock beside the bed for 5:30. "You have almost an hour to rejuvenate." 

Staci smiled. It had become a tradition of theirs that on the anniversary of their first meeting, they would fulfill some of Matt's fantasies. On the anniversary of their first kiss, it was Staci's turn. And on the anniversary of their first day as a couple, they would do something together that they both planned. This year, it was going to be a trip to Cancun. Staci had wanted to go and it was off peak time for tourists, so Matt agreed. They were going to spend a whole week living it up on the beach. It was nice how all those anniversaries fell together, one after the other. 

"So what's on the schedule for when we wake up?" 

Matt watched as his Ana let out a long yawn, causing him to do the same. "It's a surprise. All I want you to do is follow the directions." 

"I can do that." 

Staci snuggled closer to Matt's semi naked body. "I think in all my fantasies, I want you shirtless. I'll have to come up with some good ones." 

Matt smiled. "Your wish is my command, love." 

Staci sighed and listened to the beat of Matt's heart as it lulled her to sleep. 

*****

Staci sat up and stretched as the alarm rung loudly. A brief perusal told her that Matt was nowhere to be found inside their room, but a noise from the living room let her know he was still in their apartment. Her fingers brushed something soft when she brought them downward from her stretch, startling her. Staci looked down at Matt's pillow and found three roses, two white and one red, tied together with a white ribbon. 

She picked them up to inspect them, noticing the small piece of paper fluttering about, attached to the ribbon. She smiled and proceeded to follow the directions, which read: 'Take a bath. You stink. You've got 30 minutes and then get your cute little ass back out here.' 

Staci strolled into the bathroom and found that her bathwater had already been run. She silently mused about Matt's thoughtfulness as she scented her favorite bath beads and noted her favorite body wash was already by the tub. Slipping into the hot water, she let all the tension flow out of her. If this was Matt's idea of a fantasy, she'd have to indulge him more often. 




Mr. Right? Ch. 10



Staci ran the loofah over the curves of her body, washing gently, imagining Matt was doing it all for her. His hands would be rough against her skin, causing a delicious friction that never failed to make her wet. How could she have believed that she could hold out against him, when her body yearned for his touch when he wasn't around? Just thinking of him got her blood pumping. Staci found herself dripping and it had nothing to do with the fact that she was in the bathtub. 

She rinsed her body of all the soap and just when she thought she had pulled it together, the sight of Matt bent over the desk with his reddened ass pointing towards her intruded into her thoughts. Her hand slipped down in between her folds and as she teased herself, she visualized Matt's hard cock probing her lips before plunging inside of her. A soft moan slipped out as her fingers slid into her wetness. Two fingers became one of his, probing her depths and finding the spot that would push her over the edge. Her fingers moved rapidly in and out until she could hold on no longer. She brushed her clit with her thumb, once, twice, and then she was there, careening into a climax. Her chest was heaving, Matt's name crossed her lips, and as she relaxed back into the tub, Staci realized she was in too deep. She couldn't even bathe properly without him interfering. Too bad she couldn't care less.

Thirty minutes later, Staci emerged from the bathroom to find an elegant white gown lying across the bed. She smiled as she looked at the note on top of the dress. 'Now you smell divine. Get dressed, my angel, your ride will be here in 30 minutes. Make sure to lace those little flowers into your hair. My angel must look heavenly, though she always does.'

Staci laughed and proceeded to smooth lotion all over her body. An angel? Well, she could be his angel for the night. She fashioned the small, white rosettes into a circlet and placed it on her head after she curled her hair so it fell in ringlets down her back. She thought the halo look was fitting. She slipped the gown on and managed to zip it up in the back. It fit perfectly. 

The fabric was a soft white silk that clung to her body as it fell in layers down to her ankles. Each layer was embroidered with white roses and little sparkling clear jewels. The straps had slipped effortlessly over her shoulders and the deep-v of the front enhanced her cleavage, but in a tasteful way. She loved the dress and was startled to think that Matt had such good taste. This was something she would have even considered wearing on her wedding day. Too bad it was going to end up balled up on the floor somewhere after the passion took them to new heights. She slipped her feet into high-heeled shoes that were covered in the same gemstones as her dress. The last touch was the jewelry. It was beautiful and looked as if it had been made quite some time ago but kept in impeccable condition.

Staci looked at herself and smiled. She did kind of look like an angel. Matt really did have good taste. She walked out into their living room and grinned at the little white handbag that sat on the couch with a little note that said, 'Don't forget me.' Staci looked inside to find a travel pack of little blue tissues. Matt was a weirdo. She was kind of expecting lube or something sexual...but tissues?

With a shrug, Staci locked up and got in the elevator to go down to the lobby to wait for her ride, only to find a limo driver with her name on a dry-erase board already waiting for her. He was early, but she wasn't too upset about that. 

As she got closer, she recognized the driver. "Dylan? What are you doing here?" 

Green eyes sparkled in amusement beneath the curtain of dark hair that hid them. "Ms. Anastacia Jones, I am your faithful limo driver for the night. Please allow me the honor of escorting you to your first stop." 

"Where's that?"

"I'm not allowed to say. It's a surprise." Dylan smiled brightly at her. 

"Alright, lead the way." 

Staci followed behind Dylan, appreciating the view, though not for the first time. Broad shoulders, deceptively strong arms, a trim waist and a nice round butt. The boy was fine and he knew it, but Staci smiled as she thought about how he paled in comparison to Matt. Yeah, she had it bad. 

"How'd you get roped into this?" Staci had to know.

"I lost a bet." 

Staci just shook her head as Dylan grinned and held the door of the limo open for her. As she settled down inside, she noticed an envelope sitting on the seat across from her. She opened it just as Dylan drove off. "I hope you know how to drive one of these things, Dylan." 

"Relax, it can't be harder than going from a big wheel to a bike, can it?"

"Dylan," Staci said with a hint of a warning in her voice.

"Calm down, Staci. I got it here just fine and believe it or not, I drove one of these for a few years during college to make a quick buck." 

Staci let out a deep breath. "Oh ok. Sorry to doubt you." 

"As if Matt would let me drive his most precious possession around without knowing how to. He'd slay me if something happened." 

Staci chuckled and turned her attention back to the pages that she held in her hands. The letter from the envelope was long, but full of the love that Matt had for her. He told her of his life before her, how he felt when he was with her and his dreams for life with her by his side for the rest of time. It was so sweet, Staci almost cried. She blinked back the tears enough to notice that they were stopping and that she had one more page of the note to go. On the last page there was nothing more than a single line. But that line was the straw that broke the flood gates open. 

With tears flowing down her cheeks, Staci watched as the door to the limo opened and there knelt Matthew Rosenbloom, dressed in a tuxedo, with a small black velvet box opened to reveal one of the most stunning diamond rings Staci had ever seen. 

Staci looked down at the last page again. 'Will you marry me? I need you in my life.' She jumped out of the limo and into his arms. "Yes! Yes! Yes! Of course I'll marry you!" 

Matt smiled and pressed a kiss to her lips that had Staci's insides boiling. She was glad that Matt had included panties with his outfit because she was soaking them. It would have been embarrassing to have juices running down her legs in front of Dylan.  

"So you'll marry me?" Matt asked as he held her close.

"I already said yes, Matthew." 

"Will you marry me right now?" 

Staci blinked up at him. Then she blinked again. She was sure that her mouth was moving, but there wasn't anything coming out. Matt squeezed her lightly. "Ana, will you marry me right now?" 

"As in this minute?" Staci finally managed.

"Yes as in this minute. Fulfill my greatest fantasy and become my wife, tonight." 

Staci stared into those blue-gray eyes and knew she couldn't deny him that fantasy. It was hers too. "Okay." 

Matt grinned and lad her forward. Now that she was more aware of her surroundings, she opened the handbag and pulled out the tissues. She dabbed at her face while she looked around. They were in the park. A huge gauzy tent stood in front of them, filled with people. The gazebo they frequented was covered in little lights under the tent. At the front by the gazebo stood her friends, Lexi, Kathy, Shannon, and Maia, dressed in red silk halter top dresses. On the other side stood Dylan, Matt's two brothers, and Ted. Staci smiled as her father approached them, holding a bouquet of white and red roses. Matt handed her off to her dad with a smile and walked off to take his spot on the stairs of the gazebo. 

"He makes you happy, doesn't he, sweetie?" her dad murmur into her ear.

"Absolutely." 

"You should have seen him when he asked for your hand. He was a nervous wreck, but he was sincere when he told us how much he loved you." 

"I love him more." 

Her dad chuckled. "So you say. How did he manage to plan a wedding under your nose?" 

"I have no idea." 

And then they began to walk. At first she was overwhelmed with the sheer number of people there, smiling at her, but when she spotted Matt, they all faded away. It was about the two of them...no one else mattered in that moment. 

The wedding was beautiful and the reception was to take place in the ballroom of a hotel not too far away. Dylan drove them there in the limo, because it was one of his duties as best man. Matt spent the entire drive wrapped around his new wife. Her lipstick was smeared from all his kisses and he was sure his lips were some odd shade of red, but he couldn't bring himself to care. 

"So what do you say we blow off the reception and go straight to our room? I wanna claim that pussy as my own again," Matt growled into her ear. 

"I don't think so. I don't want my parents knowing what a sex fiend you are. Besides, I want my first dance, the cake cutting...everything. I didn't even get a good chance to talk to people in the receiving line after the wedding. Speaking of which, how did you know who to invite?"

"Your parents and Maia helped me a lot. Especially Maia. I had pried a bunch of things about your dream wedding out of you, but Maia got a lot of the details that I overlooked."

"That sneaky bitch!" 

Matt laughed. "I love you, Anastacia Jones-Rosenbloom." 

"I think I'll just be a Rosenbloom, if you don't mind." 

"Not at all. I want you to take my last name, I just thought you'd hyphenate." 

"Nope. Anastacia Rosenbloom is here to stay. Now, after the food happens at the reception, I'm all yours. But tomorrow, you're mine and I think I'll show you who that fat cock belongs to. I'm going to make you scream my name." 

Matt felt his cock rising to second Ana's motion. "You're bad. How am I supposed to dance with a hard-on? I think the guests will notice." 

Staci leaned through the window connecting them to the front of the limo. "Dylan, keep driving around. I've got some business to take care of." 

Matt watched as Staci sat back and raised the privacy glass on the limo, effectively cutting them off from Dylan's prying eyes and wide shit-eating grin. Matt rolled his eyes; he was never going to hear the end of it. 

"Now, about your poor cock...let's see what I can do to help," Staci purred in his ear. 

She leaned forward seductively and as she wrapped her hand around his rock-hard manhood, Matt knew that he had made the right decision. He was married to the woman of his dreams. She was going to be the mother of his children...and he was going to try his best to be her Mr. Right, equal parts husband, father, lover and friend.



Mr. Right? Ch. 11



Here's the last chapter in Matt and Staci's story. I hope you've enjoyed it all. Thanks for reading and let me know what you think!

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Matt sat behind his desk, in his home office, wondering why he was working so hard when he could be sneaking off with his wife and getting in some nookie. But, then again, the deadline on his project was looming and he wanted to be able to spend some real quality time with his woman. The thought of spending the upcoming weekend unhindered made Matt bunker down and focus, despite the fact that his manhood was starting to press against his pants. 

He missed the days when he worked for his dad and was able to take off when he wanted. But, he did love his current job and wouldn't leave it for the world. Besides, he needed to provide for his family and being disowned by his father after he married his Ana made him feel the need to work to provide for their future more acutely. Sure he had money put away, he had been saving since the day he met his Ana, but he wanted to make sure that they would want for nothing in the future. His concentration was once again broken by the knock on his door. 

"Come in," he called out. 

He smiled as his Ana's beautiful face came into view. It had been years, but he would never tire of watching her walk into a room, especially when she was accompanied by his two favorite people in the world, well, next to her. 

"Daddy!" 

"Dada! Dada!" 

He grinned at his babies. He held open his arms and his kids ran into them. He hugged them to his chest and placed a kiss on each of their cheeks. His little Annabelle Marie was four now and turning into a little lady. She loved going to pre-school and coming home to share what she learned. Her curly brown hair fell down her back and when she looked up at him, he saw his Ana, from her almond shaped, light brown eyes that lit up when she was happy or excited, to her bright smile. She even had her mother's pout. Her complexion reminded him of a little cinnamon sugar cookie. 

"Hey, Bells, how's my baby?" 

He grinned. There was that pout that he had grown to love. "Daddy, I'm not a baby. I'm a big girl. I go to school," Anabelle stated, her arms now crossed against her chest.

"I'm sorry, honey. I meant, how's my princess?" 

"I'm good, Daddy. I'm going to go play with Jessica."

Matt nodded and looked up at his beautiful wife. "Play date today?"

"Yep. We're going to the park for a bit and then I think we're supposed to get ice cream." 

"Ice cream!" Matthias chimed in. 

Matt looked back down to the giggling two year-old that was currently trying to climb into his lap. He lifted him up and sat him on his knee. Big blue eyes, the color of water in the Mediterranean, looked up at him and Matt felt his heart clench. God, he loved his kids. 

When he looked at his little Matthias Alexander, he saw Rosenbloom all over his face, which was one of the reasons why they had chosen to name him after Matt's brothers, Matthias and Maximus. Maximus went by his first middle name, Alexander, because he despised his actual first name, and Matt couldn't blame him.

"Ice cream? You're eating ice cream without me, Matty?" Matt asked, feigning hurt. 

Matthias tilted his head to the side, as if he was deep in thought. Then he smiled. "You come too, Dada?" 

Matt ruffled the sandy brown curls that sat atop his son's head. "No, Matty. Dada has to finish his work. But, we'll play trains when you get back okay?" 

"'Kay Dada. We play." 

Staci walked over and picked Matthias up off Matt's lap. She settled him onto her hip and leaned down to steal a kiss from her husband. He had been working hard the past couple of days and she looked forward to the weekend. Her parents were going to pick up the kids so they could get a little alone time to themselves. She noticed the look in Matt's eyes and knew he was just bursting at the seams to say something lewd to her. Too bad the kids were in the room, because she wanted to say something right back. 

Matt sighed. "So who's going to be there today?" 

"Just me, Maia and Lexi today. Ted and Jesse have got a date with a couch and a football game." 

Matt grimaced. "I forgot about that. If I was a little further along, I'd be right there with them. Damn." 

Staci smiled. "Well, get your work done. This weekend, the kids are going to visit their grandparents and I don't want your attention wandering." 

"Oh, I wouldn't worry about that, angel. My attention...as well as other things will be all yours. We'll see what kind of trouble we can stir up this weekend." Matt winked at his wife. 

"Say bye to Daddy. We'll see him later." 

"Bye, Daddy!" 

"Bye, Princess." 

"Bye, Dada."

"Goodbye, Matthias." 

He gave his babies one more kiss on the foreheads and watched as his wife left with them to go to their play date. Maia and Lexi both had two kids each. Maia and Jesse's first born, Zavien, had just turned 5, and their little girl, Jessica, was only a few weeks older than Matthias. Lexi and Ted were lucky enough to have twins, William and Walker, who were three. They weren't identical, but they both looked almost exactly like their father. Kathy had one little girl with Quincy, named Bethany, who was 4 years old. Kathy and Quincy had since broken up, but Q was a dedicated father and it was most likely his turn to have their daughter. 

Matt sighed, wishing that he was hanging out with his friends watching the game, or better yet, fucking his wife on the island in the kitchen of their house. The weekend couldn't come fast enough. Maybe he could talk his Ana into wanting to be pregnant again and they could spend the entire weekend trying to make more babies. 

Matt realized that he was daydreaming instead of working and turned back to his computer. He had immersed himself in his work once again, when the phone rang. 

"Hello, Rosenbloom residence." 

"Matthew, is that you?" 

"Hey, mom, what's up?" 

As much as he wanted to work, Matt always made time for his mother, especially since he knew she was breaking his father's 'no contact' rule to speak to him. Kay Rosenbloom had laughed in her husband's face when he demanded that she stop talking to Matthew. She even swallowed her own dislike for interracial marriages and came to their nuptials, stating that she was going to be a part of her son's big day, whether her husband approved or not. She fell in love with Staci over time and adored her grandchildren, even coming to the hospital to see them after they were born. Staci always made sure to send pictures of the kids to his mom and invited her to dinner often. Matt knew that she was still trying to convince his father to come around, but he doubted the day would ever come. 

"You kids and your slang. I'll never get it." 

Matt laughed. "Alright, alright. How are you, mother dearest?" 

"Just fine. How are my beautiful grandbabies?" 

"Staci and I are doing great, thanks for asking. The kids are good. They're off playing in at the park right now. Annabelle is such a little lady and she absolutely loves school. They're thinking about letting her start kindergarten early." 

"Wonderful! And Matthias?" his mom exclaimed.

"He's been nothing but a joy. I can handle the terrible twos with my hands tied behind my back." 

Matt heard his mother's musical laugh over the phone. "That's because you let Staci deal with the tantrums." 

"He likes her better than me when he's upset." 

"Matthew!" 

"I'm kidding. I help my Ana with anything she needs, including Matty and Bells. Besides Matthias is my little man. He's a Rosenbloom through and through." 

"I hope that doesn't mean he's inherited the Rosenbloom stubbornness."

"He's got that in spades...along with a few of our other undesirable qualities." 

"Oh, Matt, you don't have any undesirable qualities." 

"Yeah? Tell that to my wife." 

Kay laughed. "She knows better than most. Are we still on for dinner? I haven't seen you all in months." 

"Of course, Mom. We're still on. Ana and I ordered out this time though. We're both a little overwhelmed at the moment." 

"I don't mean to be a burden." 

"You can never be a burden, mom. We love you." 

"Alright, well, we'll see you at seven." 

"Bye, mom." 

"Goodbye, love." 

Matt hung up the phone and then paused. "We?" 

*********

Staci groaned as she sat down on the downy couch. It had been along day. She worked in the morning, took the kids to the park in the afternoon and she was preparing for dinner with her mother that night. Matthias was being a pouty two year-old, but Matt had rescued her from him when they got home and took him and Annabelle to play trains in Matthias' room. Staci loved that Matt was an active, hands-on Dad, because that meant that she could get some time to herself and right then, that was what she needed. She lounged and even managed to take a quick nap, before she was woken up by a quiet knock. She pulled herself up into a sitting position and eyed the door.

Matt strolled into the room with Matthias hanging over his shoulder like a miniature sack of potatoes. "Matty has something to say," Matt stated, grinning. 

Matt turned around so Staci could see the face of the giggling bundle of toddler perched on his shoulder. "Yes, Matty?" 

Matthias pinned his mom with his big blue eyes and grinned. "Mommy, I want baby." 

"You want a baby doll?" Staci questioned, slightly confused.

"No, Mommy. Baby in you belly." 

Staci's mouth hung open. "Did Daddy put you up to this?" 

Matthias giggled in response. Matt turned around and set Matthias down on the floor next to him. "So what do you think? Me and the boy have talked it over and we think it's about time there was another baby in your belly." 

Staci laughed. "Oh, well, I'm glad you consulted an expert on the matter, Matt." 

"He's the expert on when, I'm the expert on the making of the baby. Why don't we let grandma entertain her favorite grandkids while she's here and get started."

Staci shook her head, laughing. "Well, Mr. Expert, I've got something for you." 

Staci reached over and picked up a card off the coffee table. She had purchased it for Matt earlier that day, but she was hoping to give it to him later that night, or even the weekend. 

Matt looked down at the card as Staci handed it to him. "What's this, Ana?" 

"Look inside." 

Matt quirked an eyebrow at the cryptic answer, but knew, at that moment, what the card contained. His smile became an ear-to-ear grin when he read his Ana's beautiful handwritten note, congratulating him on becoming a father times three. "Well, shit, I'm a stud. That was awfully quick though." 

Staci laughed. "Not regretting asking for a third child, are you? Because you're getting one in about 6 or 7 months." 

"Regret? Hell no, I'm ecstatic. I want more kids. I was just looking forward to making the baby this weekend, but the hard work is already done. Now the pressure's off and I can have my wicked way with you. What do you say we practice making numbers four and five when grandma comes?" 

"Five kids?" 

"Six."

"Not happening." 

"We'll see." 

"Trying to keep me barefoot and pregnant, Matthew?" 

"Nah. Trying to keep you on your back with your legs in the air is more like it." 

"Matt, not in front of the kid." 

Matt looked down at Matthias, who was currently trying to climb up his pants leg. Picking him up, he flipped him upside down, watching him giggle before setting him back on the floor. "Matty, go play with your sister."

Matt watched the toddler run out of the room and wondered if he was actually going to go and do what he asked. It wasn't likely. He turned back to his Ana. The woman he loved more than life itself, the woman who blessed him with his two amazing children and was going to give him at least one more. He grabbed her in his arms and planted his lips on her upturned mouth. It felt as if he would never get enough of his Ana. 

Staci sighed as she felt Matt's lips crushed against hers. She ran her tongue along that plump bottom lip and sucked it into her mouth, nibbling on it gently. She felt Matt's warm hands moving down her body, rubbing over her ass and squeezing. He devoured her and sparked her hunger for him. All thoughts fled from her mind until she heard a thump followed by the ranting of a four-year old who was apparently fed up with her brother. She pulled away from Matt and groaned. 

"More kids means less time for nookie, Matt."

Matt grinned. "Not at all. We've got all our lives, angel. I'm going to make love to you until I can't get it up anymore. Even then, it won't be for lack of trying." 

Staci chuckled as she walked off to find her babies. She was met in the hallway by the tear-streaked face of Matthias. She picked him up and continued on toward the kitchen. It was time to get dinner onto plates and ready for the guests. 

*******

Matt answered the doorbell when it was rang, with his little Annabelle in tow. She was always with him when he went to let his mother in, especially since she realized that grandma usually brought gifts when she came. The door swung open and the smile that was on his face froze in place, but his thoughts were rushing a mile a minute. 

"Matthew, are you going to invite us in, or are you going to stand there and stare all night?" Kay Rosenbloom asked, a cautious smile on her face. 

"Mom..." Matt couldn't figure out what he wanted to say. His brothers, Matthias and Alexander, were already in the house, but he knew that Matthias would be even less thrilled than he was at the moment. 

"Granny, who is that?" Annabelle asked as she stared up at the man that stood next to her grandmother. 

"This is my husband, Maxamillion, dear. He's your grandfather," Kay answered the small girl. 

Annabelle looked thoughtful for a moment. "I didn't know I had a Grandpa Rosenbloom." 

Maxamillion Rosenbloom grimaced, as the reality of the situation hit him when she spoke those words. His four-year-old granddaughter had no idea he even existed. He could feel the sting of tears at the corner of his eyes. It was a reminder that he had chosen this path, and he would have to deal with the consequences. He had been a fool, an absolute fool who was hurting himself more than anyone else. 

Maxamillion looked at his son, who shared his sandy brown hair, but Max's was quickly growing white at the temples, and where Matthew's eyes fluctuated between blue and grey, Max's own orbs were a hard granite color. He was slim, nowhere near as muscular as his sons, but he was imposing. He was a man that commanded attention whenever he walked into a room and demanded respect from anyone that interacted with him. 

Matt looked at his daughter. "Grandpa hasn't been around much, sweetie. Why don't you go let mommy know that we have an extra guest for dinner so she can set a place for grandpa."

"Okay, Daddy," Annabelle stated before turning back to her grandfather. "My name is Annabelle Marie Rosenbloom. It's a pleasure to meet you." 

Max looked down at the tiny hand that was thrust in his direction. His granddaughter had manners if nothing else. He extended his own and shook her hand, marveling in how small the hand in his was. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Annabelle."

Annabelle made sure she gave him her firmest shake before smiling and turning to go do what her father had asked. 

Matt stepped back and ushered his parents into the house. He showed them to the closet so they could hang their jackets and stared at his father. It had been years since he had last laid eyes on the man. 

That day he had gone into his father's office knowing full well what the outcome would be. As long as he could remember, his father had coached him in love and relationships and he only had one firm rule. Don't date girls outside of your race. 

Matt had disregarded that rule almost immediately and his first girlfriend was a pretty Asian girl named Mary. His father had wholly disapproved, and at 13, he was forced to listen to his father, and he broke up with her. But now, he was a grown man. And Matt was not only dating a girl of another race, he was in love with her and had every intention of marrying her. 

Matt had stood firm in his father's office as the man became almost unrecognizable in his reaction to the news that he was planning on marrying his Ana. Maxamillion railed at him and made all sorts of accusations about Ana. It didn't matter that Matt was the one doing the pursuing and that Ana tried to resist him at first, she was a conniving gold-digger in his father's eyes. His father said that Ana had somehow brainwashed him into thinking that she was the one so she could get her hands on his money. No matter what Matt said in Ana's defense, his father was unyielding in his opinion. 

But, when his father started calling her outside of her name, Matt drew the line. There was only so much he was willing to take from his father, and disrespecting Ana in that manner was not on that list. Before he had even thought it through, Matt walked over and slugged his own father across the jaw. Matt watched as his head snapped to the side before he turned and walked out of the office. Each step towards the exit seemed to seal his fate. He walked purposefully, knowing that there was no way that he would ever be welcomed in his parent's home again, that he would be disowned, and that his position in the company was forfeit. But, he accepted it, he knew it would most likely come to that, and he also knew that his Ana was forever. She was the real deal and he wasn't giving up on his happiness, on his future, for anyone. 

Matt was brought back to the present by an insistent tugging on his pants. He looked down and saw those bright blue eyes staring back up at him. "Matthias, how can I help you?" 

"Up, Dada. Up." Matthias lifted his arms and waited while Matt bent down and scooped him up. 

Matt smiled at his son. He hugged him close and waited patiently for his parents to finish up. Maxamillion turned and watched as Matt doted on the small boy he held in his arms. "My grandson, I presume," Max spoke, breaking the silence that hung in the hallway. 

"Yeah..." Matt paused, fighting the anger that was boiling in his veins. It was hard to let go of the anger that he had harbored for so long. The man had basically abandoned him and his family, but now he was here, trying to work his way back in without so much as an apology. Matt wanted to confront the bastard, but the look on his mother's face stopped him short. She had worked so hard for so long to bring his father to this point, Matt figured he owed it to her to try and get through supper without lashing out at him. 

After a deep calming breath, Matt spoke. "This is Matthias Alexander Rosenbloom, my son. He takes after his dad in a lot of ways and I am proud to call him mine." 

Max nodded and looked to his wife, who had come to stand beside him. "You were right, honey. He does have a lot of the Rosenbloom features." 

Kay smiled serenely at her husband. "He takes after his father, Annabelle takes after her mother, but they are both beautiful children," she replied.

Matt ushered his parents into the living room, where his brother Matthias was perched on the couch, draped across his lover, Vernon, watching his 3-year-old adopted daughter, Tessa, play with her cousin. Alexander was pretending to have tea with Annabelle and Tessa while his wife, Tiffany, sat next to him, smiling as she rubbed her rounded belly and held out her cup to get a refill of the imagined tea. 

Matthias straightened up when he saw his father enter the room. He too had been on the receiving end of one of his father's tantrums when he marched into his office and told him he was gay. Max had ranted and raved, and at the end of it all, he ordered Matthias from his sight and refused to speak of him to anyone. Matthias thought it had gone just about as good as it could have. 




Mr. Right? Ch. 11



Matthias relaxed slightly as he felt the firm pressure of Vernon's hand inside his own. He had a family that loved him and the support of his love, and that was all that mattered. 

Alexander froze as his father came in. He was once his father's pride and joy, the one chosen to head the company, but that ended the day he acted on his feelings for his secretary, Tiffany. One look at her soft brown skin and he was smitten. He had wrestled with being the man that his father demanded and being a man with desires. In the end, his desire won out, helped along by Matthias's meddling, and he could not have been any happier. He had married a woman that he could love and devote himself to. 

His father had simply stopped talking to him when he found out about their love affair. Alex found himself demoted from his position and Tiffany was fired in short order. It wasn't enough to keep them apart though. Alex stayed with the company because his mother had asked him to, but he didn't need to work and he made sure that Tiffany was provided for. About a month later, they had moved in together. It had been about three years since Alex had last spoken to his father, but in his estimation, it wasn't a big loss. 

Maxamillion regarded his sons, their families, and the stark realization that he had cut himself out of so many lives and so much happiness struck him hard. He cleared his throat as his voice failed him. The voice that had made many a man quiver, reduced them to whimpering broken beings, that voice was absent. He could barely manage the words, but he knew they had to be spoken. 

"I'm sorry for the way I've acted. I have been a monumental fool these past years. I cut you all out of my life and I was miserable. I had no sons; I had no heirs. Your mother made it clear that she was going to support you all no matter what and it really chapped my ass. Pride kept me immobile, but now I come before you as a humble man. Your mother forgave me for my treatment of her and you all over the years and I come to you now to ask the same of you. Please forgive me. I only want to become a part of your lives again." 

Matthias stared at his father. He gripped Vernon's hand tighter, struggling with what he wanted to say and what he knew his mother would say to him if he did. His eyes darted to his eldest brother. Alex looked like his head was about to explode. Before he could say a word, a clear voice rang out. 

"Forgiveness is not something that the Rosenblooms I know give easily, especially not my husband. They are about as stubborn as ten mules and know how to hold a grudge. Why don't we start with having a civil dinner and go from there?" Staci said, smiling as her husband drew her close and pressed a kiss to her forehead. 

Matt looked around the room at his family. His brothers conferred with their spouses and with a look shared between them, it was decided. "I think we can manage dinner. Anything after that is not guaranteed...but we'll try," Matt stated. 

Max nodded, thankful for being allowed to be with his family, if only for one night. "Thank you." 

As his Ana ushered everyone to the table, covered in food that they had ordered, Matt smiled. He could feel a warmth spreading through his body and with it his smile widened. His family was whole again, at least for the moment, and the future was definitely looking up.