7 comments/ 33893 views/ 12 favorites The Right Choice Ch. 01 By: SexyPecan Toya swallowed hard and shook off the nervous feeling she had as she pulled her Jaguar to the curb of Yorkshire Hotel. The driver's side was approached by a young valet driver. He opened Toya's door and reached for her hand. She took it and she was pulled out of the coupe convertible. The driver handed her a ticket and she walked inside the hotel into the grand ballroom. There were about five dozen people crowded into the large room that was decorated in silver, red and black. Today was the ten year reunion of her high school graduation and Toya was less than eager to see the bastards that had teased her relentlessly those horrid four years she attended Crestview High. She smoothed her hand over the black and red dress that fit her like a glove. She flipped her hair over her bare bronzed shoulder and looked around at the faces in the crowd. Half the people she recognized immediately while she noticed that many of her classmates, like herself, had changed drastically over the years. Case in point, Peter Hughes, stood out like a sore thumb. The once cocky star quarterback was now a sloppy mess. His protruding beer belly was threatening to pop out of his cheap dress shirt and his silky black hair that she remembered was now thinning and she could already see hints of gray creeping in. Then there was Jennifer Norman. She was the class valedictorian and a grade A class geek but today she was far from that. She had since dyed her dark brown hair jet black and she was wearing a light blue studded dress that matched her eyes. Up until Toya had graced the room with her presence Jennifer had gotten majority of the male attention. She was half pleased and half pissed at the new competition but was only mad that this honey toned beauty wasn't giving her suitors the time of day causing the men to come flocking back to her. Toya had immediately turned down four offers to dance from men who, back in the day, wouldn't be caught dead in public with her. It wasn't that Toya was ugly in her teenage years, she just wasn't developed like Gina, the captain of the cheerleading squad or like Samantha, the class slut. She basically was an attractive stick who never had a date from age 14 to 18. Now at age 28 she was every man's fantasy, or so she liked to think herself as. She had a body to die for and judging by the stares she was given by the men and women she looked damn good tonight. Walking over to the bar she ordered a double shot of tequila to calm her nerves. She was hoping her crush, Ben Fuller, wouldn't show up and she was praying he didn't look as good now as he did ten years ago. "Hey Bennie! Remember me?!" She heard Peter yell slurring his words a bit. Damn, the party hadn't really started and he was getting shitfaced already, she giggled to herself and turned in his direction. There he was, Benjamin James Fuller. Voted best looking senior unanimously and for good reason. The boy obviously hit the lottery when it came to the gene pool. Even today he looked as yummy as he did back then. The only difference was a slightly bigger build, his angelic blonde hair was now a deep chestnut brown that reached his chin and he was sporting a stubble Toya just wanted to run her tongue over. He was chatting with his old football buddies and smiling brightly. He felt someone staring at him he turned to the bar. Standing there staring right at him was the most stunning woman he had the pleasure of laying his eyes on. The men caught his new facial feature and turned in the direction of his glance. "We've been trying to rack our brains trying to figure out who the hell this babe is." Hank Reid laughed. "Yeah, if she went to school with us I want to go back and kick my 18 year old self's ass for not hooking up with her then." Peter chided in. The men laughed and Ben kept his stare on this mysterious beauty. Who was she? "Hello boys." Ben was taken out of his trance when Samantha approached the group. Word had travelled that she had started stripping after graduation and had a couple kids over the years. "It's so good to see all of you." she smiled and gave Ben and Hank a quick hug. Ben had hooked up with Samantha more than a few times but and it seemed, by the ear length smile she wore as she stared at him, that she was still interested in him. "Hey Sam, do you know who she is?" Peter broke the silence and pointed to Toya. Samantha looked in that direction and her mouth dropped wide open. "Oh my God! It can't be!" she exclaimed. "Excuse me boys." Samantha briskly walked over to the bar and stopped in front of Toya. "LaToya Daniels!" she grinned and Toya fakely smiled at the bitch. "Hello Samantha." "Well, I'm glad you made it! You look fantastic!" "Thank you. I just wish I could return the complement." Toya smirked as she rolled her eyes over the trashy pink dress Samantha wore that was too short and two sizes too small. "Still bitter huh? Sweetie it was over ten years ago and looking at you now no one will even recognize you." Samantha ordered a drink and downed it quickly. "We're older now and I know I was a complete bitch in high school but I'm a completely different person. Enjoy the party OK." Samantha walked away and Toya rolled her eyes. Yeah she was a different person, instead of being a low down dirty bitch she was now a sneaky slithering snake in the bush. Toya ordered another double shot of tequila and consumed just as quick as the bartender placed it on the counter. She watched Samantha switch her flat ass over to Ben and his group and Hell couldn't contain the flames she wanted to spit at this broad. "So, who was she?" Hank and Peter asked in unison. "Oh, I thought it was someone else." she lied and asked Ben for a dance. He reluctantly agreed and she pulled him onto the dance floor. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him close to her. As their bodies moved to the slow beat of the love song Ben's eyes wondered back to Toya's. The intensity between them could be cut with a knife and Toya quickly broke the stare and ran to the bathroom. Seeing Ben and how sexy he still was had caused Toya's pussy to dampen. She had refused to wear panties since her dress was so tight around her gigantic ass and her juices were trailing down her legs. She grabbed a handful of napkins and slipped into a stall and cleaned herself up. When she was satisfied she had erased all traces of her arousal she stepped out of the bathroom and ran into a hard body causing her victim to spill his drink. She jumped back to prevent the liquid to stain her dress. She then looked up and nearly wanted to crawl back into the bathroom. In front of her was Wesley Chaplan, her senior English teacher. Aside from Ben she also harbored a small crush on Mr. Chaplan but knew nothing would come of it. "Mr. Chaplan?" she said astonished. He fit in well with the class never giving her the impression he was 35. "Jesus, LaToya. You can call me Wes." he smiled. Toya blushed that he recognized her and that he looked dashingly charming in his light grey suit. "I didn't think anyone would recognize me." she said and let her head drop to her feet. Wes tipped it back up and she stared in his captivating grey eyes. Dark rimmed glasses now framed his face and he had also chosen a darker route for a choice of hair color. "Well, it did take me a minute to realize it was you but one never forgets a student with as much potential as you had LaToya." She felt a tingling sensation as her name left his pink lips. "Please call me Toya." she said feeling her face freeze in a permanent smile. "OK. So, Toya what have you been up to these last ten years?" "Went to college upstate and graduated with honors in English." Wes smiled brightly at that. "For the past five years I've been working for a, um.." she cleared her throat. "For a magazine and last year I was promoted to editor." "That's excellent! I'm glad you're life is going so well. Now..." Wes took her arm and pulled her further into the room. "Point out which one of these lucky men has the pleasure of calling you his wife." Toya's eyes bugged and she laughed hysterically. "No, I'm not married." She held up her left showing an empty ring finger. "How has your life been?" she changed the subject as he led her to the bar to get another drink to replace the one she spilt. "Outstanding. I quit teaching about a year after you graduated to travel around the world writing correspondence for different newspapers. I've been to Africa, South America and a few countries in southeast Asia." "Wow!" she exclaimed. "Much more exciting than my little boring life I'll bet." Each took a sip of their drink and Toya noticed a slight twinkle in his Wes's eyes. "So why'd you decide to come to this reunion?" "Well, the senior class of 1998 was my first teaching job and there were a lot of characters." He pointed to the dance floor where Peter was breaking into a re-invention of the Running Man. Toya couldn't help but laugh. The two spent the next hour chatting until Ben came up the bar, ordered a drink and overheard Wes say Toya's name. It then registered to him who she was. "LaToya Daniels?" he said Toya turned to him and her smile faded. "Damn, girl. Ten years has done you some good!" he exclaimed and pulled her off her chair and hugged her a little tighter than she thought he would. Ben beamed when he released her and kept her hands in his. "I never thought I would see you again." He spoke as if they were long lost lovers. "Can we go somewhere and talk more privately?" he asked eyeing Wes who was hanging onto his every word and staring at Toya the same way he been staring at her all night. Toya's heart was beating ten million beats a minute as she nodded at Ben's request. She turned to Wes. "It was great catching up with you, Wes." Wes stood and grabbed her for a gentle hug. "It was great seeing you." He retrieved his cell phone from his pocket and handed it to her. "Please let's keep in touch." Toya smiled slyly. "What will your wife think seeing another woman's name in your phone?" Wes returned her smile and held up his left hand showing her it held no rings. She punched in her number and handed his phone back. Toya allowed Ben to pull her outside the hotel. He faced her and his eyes darted across her body. "Damn." he breathed lustfully. "What did you want to talk about?" Toya asked trying her hardest not to drag him behind the building, rip off his clothes and satisfy her need. "Do you remember our senior year?" he lamely asked; of course she remembered otherwise she wouldn't be at the ten year reunion. But she knew what he was hinting at and her cheeks flustered. "Do you still feel the same way even after all these years?" he asked softly and Toya stared at him confused. Ben grabbed her hands and exhaled. "LaToya..." "Please call me Toya." she interrupted. "Toya, when Samantha played that tape at prom I must admit I was shocked but I was flattered too." The tape Ben was referring to was the most horrifying moment of her young life. It was two weeks before prom and Mr. Chaplan had paired Ben and Toya for an end of the year English project. They had met after school to work on their paper. For the first time they had talked and her fondness for him increased to a maximum point of no return. After the librarian informed they had to leave Ben had offered Toya a ride home but she had declined. Her pussy had been throbbing while talking to this gorgeous man and she needed a release. When Ben jumped in his Ford Explorer and was out of sight Toya ran into the bathroom and into a stall. Pushing aside her panties from underneath her skirt she pushed two fingers into her core and imagined it was Ben's dick sliding deeply into her. She used her thumb to massage her clit as she pumped her fingers to bring herself to a climax. "I want you inside me Ben." she moaned. "Make me cum." She moaned as she felt the walls of her pussy contract and she breathed heavily, satisfied. She pulled her fingers out after her orgasm subsided and sucked her own juices off of them. She cleaned herself and walked outside. Little did she know Samantha had heard her and tape recorded her private session. During prom Toya sat alone at a table while her classmates were having fun dancing and chatting about graduation and college. Toya was about to call it a night when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She looked up and saw Ben. "Care to dance with me?" he asked and reached out his hand to her. She looked up at him with glassy eyes and took his hand. He led her to the dance floor as a smooth love song started. All eyes were on them as Ben pulled her close and wrapped her arms around his neck and they swayed to the beat. "You know I really enjoyed the talk we had at the library." he whispered in her ear ignoring the whispers of his classmates at his choice in a dance partner. "It was the first time I felt like myself." Toya couldn't speak. She felt like she was in Heaven in his arms. She gave him a huge smile and leaned her head on his broad shoulder. Heaven quickly turned to Hell as she heard Samantha and her minions giggling. She heard her voice and it got closer as Samantha approached them. She was mortified as she heard herself on the tape recorder literally begging Ben to fuck her. Soon everyone in the room was laughing at her expense. Without looking at Ben she darted outside and ran home. Her mother asked her what was wrong when she returned home an hour and a half before her extended curfew of 1 AM. Toya skipped the last week of school only showing her face to take finals. She even skipped graduation opting to pick up her diploma from the front office. After being accepted to college she left and also left high school behind her. "Well, do you?" Ben asked snapping her back to reality. "I haven't thought about that night in a long time." She turned her head away from Ben and watched the whisk of cars flying by. Ben grabbed her chin between his thumb and forefinger and after gently caressing the delicate brown skin that made up a stunning face he lifted her head up so she was staring into his light eyes. "That's not the answer to my question. Do you still feel the same way for me?" he repeated. "What does it matter anyway?" she said with an attitude that she didn't want to display and pulling away from him. "We were young. It was a high school crush." she said and Ben stepped closer to her. "A crush that was on both parts." he confessed and let his hand run down the length of her honey tinted arms. Toya's tingling sensation returned as he continued. "When Mr. Chaplan put us as partners for that project it gave me a chance to get to know you and I liked what you were showing me." "Why didn't you say anything?" She was shocked beyond all measures. "I had every intention to at prom but then Samantha played that damn tape and you ran out like a bat out of hell." He swallowed hard and stared in her eyes; his hazel ones meshing with the amber of her eyes. "I was going to tell you that I thought you were absolutely gorgeous and I have kicked myself every day since then for not speaking up. I hope it's not too late to rectify things." Toya's mouth curled and she bit her full bottom lip. That act alone was the icing on the cake for Ben. His passion overflowed and he grabbed her face and hungrily kissed her mouth. When he pulled away he had traces of her bright red lipstick smeared on his own lips. "You look like a clown." she giggled and wiped his lips cleaned. Ben grabbed her hand and sucked on her index finger. "Toya..." he moaned and releasing her finger and fixing his gaze on her face. "Am I too late?" "Would I have let you kiss me if you were too late?" she said bluntly and Ben grinned down at her. "Let me take you out tomorrow night. I'm in town for the weekend." "OK. I'm staying at the Clairmont. Give me your phone." Ben pulled put his cell and gladly handed it over. Toya typed in her number and handed the phone back. "Give me a call to let me know the time." "Are you leaving?" he asked letting his disappointment show. "It's best to call it a night." she smiled faintly and pulled her valet ticket from her pocket. She handed it to the driver. "I'll wait with you while your car is brought around." Ben said as they stood at the curb. "Where you live now?" "Upstate. Decided to stay after college. And you?" "Actually I just moved into the city. I'm still finishing up the moving process." "Ma'am? Your car." Toya heard the valet driver say and she turned to face him. He held out her keys and she slowly took them into her possession. She turned to Ben and noticed his sadness that she was leaving. "I will see you tomorrow." Ben took her hand and brought it to his pale lips. He brushed a light kiss on her dainty hand and released it. "Until then." He watched Toya switch her ass as she walked to her car and lower her body into the compact car. "Damn." he whispered again as she sped off. He went back to the party which ended two hours after Toya had left. The sunlight crept into Toya's bedroom and shined on her face. She shifted in the bed and heard her cell phone ringing its standard ring tone which meant whoever was calling her wasn't a number programmed in her phone. She looked at the clock on the nightstand next to her bed. Who the fuck was calling her at 7 in the morning? After crawling out of bed and retrieving her phone from her purse she placed it on her ear. "Hello?" she answered. "Toya? Hi, it's Wes." "Wes? It's 7:03, what can I do for you?" She was a little pissed off he had interrupted her usual nine hours of sleep; she had every intention of crawling back into bed to get the last two hours. "I'm sorry, I've always been an early bird. Listen, I really enjoyed talking with you last night and I was wondering if we could have dinner tonight." he boldly asked. "Dinner? Sorry not tonight. I made plans with Ben Fuller." she told him. "Oh." His tone of voice and the sigh he let out gave away his slight frustration. "How about lunch then?" Toya smirked and gave in so she could get the rest of her sleep in. "OK. Is 1 o'clock today fine?" "Perfect. Do you remember where Radcliff's is?" "I believe so." "Great! I'll make reservations under my name and I'll see you then." Wes hung up after his last word and Toya jumped back in bed. She overslept and awoke at 10:30. She picked out a light yellow halter dress that enhanced the smoothness of her skin from her luggage and headed into the bathroom. She used her butter cream body wash and cleaned herself thoroughly. After stepping out of the shower she groaned when her phone rang; it was another unfamiliar number. She wrapped a towel around her dripping wet frame and got to her phone before her voice mail picked up. "Hello?" she answered breathlessly. "Oh! Was I interrupting something?" It was Ben and he had a disturbed tone in his voice. From the way Toya had answered it sounded as if she had just finished a rather satisfying round in between the sheets. He had given women that same tone a few times over the years. "No! I just stepped out of the shower and had to run and get the phone before you had to leave a message." she explained. Ben laughed heartily and teased her. "I was only kidding. Would 8 o'clock be a good time for dinner tonight? I could make reservations at Radcliff's." Ben suggested. It then registered to Toya she was to have lunch with Wes at the same restaurant. "8 o'clock is fine but let's choose another restaurant. How about Muscrats? I hear their seafood is to die for." "Excellent. I'll call ahead and see you then. Can you wear that dress you wore last night too? You looked so damn sexy in it." Toya giggled and felt like a giddy school girl. She agreed and hung up. It was close to noon when Toya was done dressing and applying her makeup. She smoothed her silky jet black hair over her shoulders and grabbed her car keys and purse and left her room. The Right Choice Ch. 01 None of the characters in this story are under the age of 18. This isn't based on actual events (though a part of me wishes it might have been). ----- I felt a nervous stirring in my chest when night rolled around. It felt almost like it was hard to breathe, just thinking about everything that had occurred the day before. I had to lean against my car just to stay standing. We had agreed to meet at her house promptly at 6 PM and, in spite of the fact that I was there at the agreed upon time, she had yet to arrive. I assumed she was busy at work, or perhaps she'd gotten second thoughts and decided to go to a friend's. I decided that I wouldn't wait longer than thirty minutes, though that was largely because it was freezing out and beginning to snow. I'm absorbed in my thoughts when I notice headlights down the street. I assume at first that they're not hers, just someone living in this neighborhood there to give me false hope, but for better or worse, I'm wrong. The car pulled into the same driveway I was standing in, and I stood up tall, wanting not to show that I had even remotely considered running away. The vehicle stopped, the door opened, and out stepped my beautiful younger sister. While she was actually in her mid-thirties, she seemed like barely a day over twenty five. Her long brown hair reached the middle of her back, and her blue eyes twinkled softly in the orange light cast by the streetlights. As far as height went, she was tall for a girl. If I had to guess, I'd have said about five foot nine. What she's wearing I could barely see, but considering what she did for a living I could only assume it's scrubs, gentle hues of blue from both tops and bottoms looking like subtle greys even with the distant street light. On her chest was pinned a black nametag that read her name, looking all polished and perfect. "How was work?" I asked with a smile, making the first move toward her and being the first to break the tension. I could see the shadows of relief on her face that I was brave enough to take that first step. "Par for the course. Really nothing worth noting," Nicole admitted, smiling warily at me. "C'mon. You'll catch your death out here." Considering it was cold and, again, beginning to snow, that was a possibility, but I was dressed for the occasion. She was not. I was more worried about her wellbeing than mine. I turned to follow her to the front door, and we were inside before long. I knew no-one's going to be thinking it's strange that I'm there because her neighbors knew me, or had seen me around before in good company, so at least I'm spared that little bit of paranoia. Her home was large and decadent, the kind of home you'd expect your doctor husband to purchase for you after your marriage. It made my simple one bedroom condominium look tiny in comparison. She set her bag down beside the coat rack by the door, but as I closed the door and locked it behind us, she still hadn't turned around to face me. For a short moment, I considered calling it off. It wasn't not too late. I could still run away, be the coward I feel I've always been.. but then something inside me told me to stay, to take that first step. I was reminded momentarily of her reaction when I stepped forward after her arrival, and I could tell by her body language that she was waiting for me to speak up again. I do her one better. Calmly, I made my way closer to her and wrapped my arms around her. I brought my lips down to her neck and suckled gently at it, while my hands fondled her supple breasts through her blue scrubs. Her breasts were firm and little more than a handful, still perky and without the slightest sign of sag or give, no doubt due to plastic surgery. She was a trophy wife, all right, and it showed with how youthful she seemed even in her mid-thirties. It's then that I made my first of many discoveries of the night: she wasn't wearing a bra. She had been clearly anticipating this sort of thing. In the back of my mind, I'm just glad that I was doing all the right things to start. While she jumped slightly at my initial touch, she soon leaned back into me and lifted her chest slightly into my hands. This tells me all that I need to know. I knead my fingers into the flesh, and it's clear that she'd not lost much sensation in her breasts due to the plastic surgery, if her soft, contented sighs were any indicator. My hands worked upward a bit more to tease at her hardened nipples through her top, and I moved index and thumb around to gently trap them, tugging them softly. That earned me a soft moan. "I have to admit.." Nicole began, looking back at me timidly. ".. I almost didn't come home today." "Yeah, I figured. I felt the same way," I admitted, smiling at her, trying to reassure her as best as I could with my hands latched so lewdly to her breasts. There's some relief on her face again to know she's not the only one. ".. But now that I'm here, I'm already starting to be glad that I decided to come." "I'm glad I came, too," I offered her, pinching her nipples a bit harder. It earns me yet another angelic moan. "I made the right choice." ".. Would you hate me if I told you to just do what you wanted with me..?" Nicole inquired with that same similar timid tone to her voice. Low, but able to be heard over the quiet of the large, empty home. ".. I just.. want to be taken.. by someone that actually loves me." I could write a book about all the things her husband did wrong, but how much of that was really his fault? The guy was a surgeon, a brain surgeon at that. I worked as a loader for a seafood shipping company. I had free time. He didn't. "Why would I hate you?" I smiled at her again, reassuringly. "I love you." "I know." Nicole looked ahead and stepped forward, not turning to face me as she shifted her arms to remove the top of her scrubs. It's then she turned to show off her amazing breasts to me, allowing me to get the first look I'd gotten of her since we were teens still living at our mother's home. They didn't seem particularly different from what I had seen back then, but then again, my memory of that moment wasn't entirely crystal clear. All I recall of that time was furiously masturbating to the thought of seeing my first set of bare breasts. It was not my proudest moment, but I was a teenager back then. The vast majority of my moments weren't anything to be proud about. "I just need this. More than you know." "I have a good idea.." I mused as I reached my hands up to tweak her nipples gently, trapping the hardened nubs between fingers, earning a gentle squeak, followed swiftly by a gentle moan from her and a slight slap at my hands. She smiled at me in apology and stepped away again, untying the waistband of her bottoms, and calmly moving to slide them off of her body, displaying herself to me. She hadn't been wearing panties, though it wasn't much of a surprise, considering she hadn't been wearing a bra. She took good care of herself physically and hygienically. Her long, slender legs were every man's wet dream, and she likely looked orgasmic in a skirt. Just above her snatch, which I could see glistening with the hints of arousal, it was shaved over the majority of it, sans a single spot. She always was an artistic one, and it showed, because the pubic hair had been trimmed into a neat triangle, with the top of it pointing downward toward her clit. I couldn't help but chuckle softly at it, and she smiled at the amusement I got from it. "I did it for you. This morning." I moved in closer to her, and calmly ran my hands along her legs. They were smooth as silk. I could see the lust in her eyes as I touched her, and when my hands slid slowly up her thigh, I purposely brushed a thumb against her slightly visible clit. She shuddered in my hands, keeping her eyes locked on my eyes, and I returned the favor. There was a moment of quiet contemplation, before, again, I made the move. I pulled her tightly to me and pressed my lips against hers, kissing her with a depth and passion she likely hadn't felt in years. She melted into my arms, and my strong arms easily held up her weight. The kiss was brief in reality, but it felt like an eternity. When I broke it, she looked up at me, ever the fragile and vulnerable woman I figured she might be in private. Her eyes searched mine, as if trying to predict what my next move might be. Calmly, I lifted her up into my arms and carried her up the stairs to the second floor of her home, and into the guest room. I had no real desire to fuck in the bed she slept in with her husband, as hot as that might have seemed at first. The guest room felt more like a master bedroom might be in a normal home, with a large bed, its own bathroom, and a sizeable closet. All the amenities that a guest might possibly need on their visit. Except we'd likely only be using the bed, at least for now. I set her down on the bed gently, and laid her back calmly. Once my hands were removed from her, she shifted into a position more comfortable, and I could feel her eyes on me while I removed my clothes. She may have come home from work and hadn't had chance to change, but I had plenty of time to sit at home, shower and get dressed in normal civilian clothing, all the while contemplating on what I now stood in front of my sister preparing to accomplish. Once my boots were off, I tossed them aside with a noisy clunking. No-one else was home but us, and wouldn't be for days. I didn't care if we made noise. My cock was every bit the average, at least in my opinion. It was a little below six inches, but what it lacked in length, it made up for in girth. She looked down at my cock and licked her lips, but she didn't make a move. It was my time to take her, as she desired. I slowly walked the few feet back to the bed and I spread her legs wide with my hands, so I could get a good look at her glistening folds. It took only a moment of looking to know that I wanted to have a taste. I brought my lips to her folds and delved my tongue into her, earning a throaty moan from the woman above me. My tongue retreated from her after a moment, before I ran it slowly up and down her slit, enjoying the taste. She was surprisingly clean for having worked a twelve hour shift, but I didn't question it. Maybe she was late on arrival because she'd had a good shower before leaving? My tongue retreated, so I could wrap my lips around her clit, no longer hidden. I suckled it softly, lashing it with my tongue, which earned the most delightful squeals from her, forcing her to writhe her body about. It was clear that her clit was a weak point. By this point, she was drenched with her own juices. It was all too obvious that she was one of those messy women. I stood after a moment of torment further, and I climbed up onto the bed between her legs. She looked up at me, a panting, lusty mess and lifted her arms toward me. Her embrace invited me to relax, but her legs wrapping around my waist moments later demanded I linger. She pulled me tightly against her, her first real move of the night, and I could feel my cock slip against her drenched folds lengthwise, getting the underside from tip to base slick with her own lubrication. "Take me. Please, take me.. I need this.." Nikki whispered her pleading softly to me, and I didn't wish to leave her waiting. I chose action over word, pulling back enough to allow my cock to slip into place, and with a bit of manipulation on my part, I pressed the head into her to savor her sexual heat, before I pound deep into her with my first inward thrust. Her body bucked from the impact of our bodies colliding and the first wet slap of flesh on wet flesh echoed through the room. If I had savored her heat before, her insides, so slick and tight, felt like a furnace in comparison. We both moaned almost simultaneously, and her body shuddered. The way she closed her eyes, bit her lower lip and arched her back told me that she'd cum.. but the real hint was the way her insides gripped and milked my cock, damn near setting me off. At this juncture, I had wished I had opened this event with a blowjob, but we had half a week to ourselves. There would come time for that. For now, it was time to indulge in carnal lust. If anyone were to have seen us lying there, locked together so tightly, they'd have thought we were newlyweds, and not brother and sister. Finally, I began to take her, pulling free of her and then slamming back down deep into her, and repeating this slowly, taking my time with her. My hands ran down her body to grip her backside so I could adjust her and the angle with which I took her. This turned out to be an excellent idea: she gasped deeply, releasing a long, throaty moan that I loved so much. Her body shuddered, and I could feel her cumming around my cock yet again. The amount of lubrication she created, I could already feel beginning to stain the blanket we were laying atop. I shook it from my mind and focused on the woman beneath me, slowing my pace even more so she could recover from her second, stronger climax.. and when she did, her eyes opened and she looked at me quizzically. "Did you cum..?" She offered quietly, to which I shook my head in response. "No..? Why not..?" "Have you really been that out of it..?" I joked, smiling down at her. "I haven't cum like that since our wedding night.." Nicole admitted, smiling warily up at me. ".. So I kind of lost track of what was going on for a moment there. Keep going. I want you to cum." Hearing her say something as simple as 'I want you to cum.' was a bit surreal at first, but I didn't need to be told a second time. I leaned down to bury my face in her neck, wrapping my arms around her completely now, keeping her body tightly to mine. She seemed a bit apprehensive of this at first, that is, until I began to fuck her deep, hard and fast. The satisfied moan from her told me all I needed to know. It's such a stark contrast from the original pace, but at this point I can only care to cum. Each deep inward thrust forced my cockhead to smash roughly against her cervix, and I could feel it. I began to question whether or not she actually can, but if her moans were any indication, she did. "Cum for me.." Her words, followed by panting, broke me out of my reverie. "Where should I.. ahh..! Where.. should I cum..?" I whispered softly to her, panting, biting gently against her neck. She can barely muster a reply: "Inside me. On my tits. On my pussy. I don't care. I just want it.." So it was my choice. I knew there was no greater feeling than cumming deep inside a willing woman, but given her relative youth, she could probably become pregnant. Somehow, I managed to pull free of her, and just in time: my cock bucked in my hand as I grabbed it, releasing rope after rope of thick, hot seed right onto her pussy and pubic mound from a short ways away. She cried out her pleasure, biting her lower lip again. I couldn't help but find when she did that to be all too hot. When I finally stopped cumming, she collapsed beneath me, a panting, shuddering mess of a woman. I shifted off to the side to lay next to her comfortably on my back, and after a long moment she looked at me. "That was kind of overwhelming.." She smiled warily at me. "How long was it since your last time..?" I inquired curiously. It took a moment of thought, which was a bad sign. "Almost two years ago, around New Years Eve. We were drunk, fucked as the ball dropped. Rang in the new year with a cunt full of seed.." She sighed softly, closing her eyes. "But it wasn't anything like what we just did.. I never would have imagined I'd have cum around my brother's cock.." I could see her blush as she turned her head away a bit. "I need a second to recover from that.." Slowly, I stood up and left the room to retrieve us some water bottles from the fridge in the downstairs kitchen, though that took longer than I had anticipated since I hadn't been in the house in quite some time, so it took some fumbling about looking for light switches. It was also awkward that I was stark naked, the home was a bit chilly and I felt strangely vulnerable like that. I desired to return to the warmer guest room as quickly as possible, and I did. "Hey, I got us some wa-" I paused as I entered, noticing she wasn't on the bed.. but that's when I heard the shower starting in the bathroom nearby. I set the water bottles down on the nightstand near the bed, and moved to poke my head into the bathroom. At this point, I didn't really care if I saw her in any kind of lewd position or anything. I'd just violated my sister barely ten minutes ago. "Are you okay?" She turned to look at me, smiling. "Yeah, but I almost fell on the way here," she laughed. "My legs haven't been that shaky in ages.. they still are.." "Ah." Slowly, I walked into the bathroom, admiring the opulence of what was just a guest bathroom. It's what you got when you had the money to throw around. "May I join you? In the shower, I mean." "I would love that," Nicole admitted with a playful smile, leaning against the nearby sink. The Right Choice Ch. 01 It was 12:45 when she parked her car in front of Radcliff's. She walked inside and was greeted by the hostess. "Do you have a reservation?" the young woman asked. "It should be under Chaplan." Toya told her. The hostess checked and smiled. "Mr. Chaplan is already here. Please follow me." She grabbed a menu and led Toya to the table where Wes was already seated at. He looked up from his menu and was taken aback by his breath taking date. She sat across from him in the booth and the hostess placed a menu in front of her. "You're waitress should be with you shortly." "You look absolutely wonderful." Wes said to her after the hostess had disappeared. "Thank you." She glanced over the menu and winced at the prices. Even though she made good money she didn't want to spend nearly $40 on a steak that she could barely eat half of. "Order whatever you like." Wes told her as their waitress approached. She was a cute red head with a model's face and even better body. "Welcome to Radcliff's. My name is Faith. Are you ready to order or can I get you a drink while you look over the menu?" Toya silently sucked her teeth as she noticed Faith had given that entire speech to Wes only; she hadn't looked in her direction once. "Have you decided on anything sweetheart?" Wes affectionately asked Toya and she caught the glimpse the waitress threw to her. "I'll just have the grilled chicken sandwich, steamed veggies and a glass of water with a lemon slice." Toya ordered. The waitress jotted down the order and leaned over the table in front of Wes. "And what can I get for you?" Toya held back her laugh as Wes ordered. She walked away and both Wes and Toya literally fell out of the booth from laughing so hard. "You have an admirer." she teased and Wes blushed as he smiled at her. "God, I am far from that stage in my life. If a woman likes me she needs to step up and let me know." he said this as if he was throwing her hints. "I'm too old to be running after someone." "You're not that old. You're only seven years older than me." Faith returned with their drinks and said before walking off, "You're food should be out shortly." Toya took a sip of her water and squeezed in a few drops of lemon juice. Wes drank half his iced tea and let out a refreshing, "Ahh!" "Thirsty?" she inquired. "No, but you make me so nervous that my throat is dry." "Why am I making you nervous?" "I just feel awkward since I was your teacher once upon a time and if this had happened ten years ago I would be in jail." He sat back in his seat and tried to figure out what the scowl she was giving him meant. "You wouldn't have went to jail. I was 18 so I wasn't jail bait." she said, took another sip of her newly flavored water and then nearly choked when it hit her that maybe Wes had thoughts of asking her out back in the day. She coughed and Wes reached over to grab her hand. "Are you OK?" he asked concerned. "Wait, were you thinking of asking me out back then?" The words came out between slight coughs. Wes took back his position in his seat, as far away from Toya as possible and took in a deep breath before speaking. "Part of me did. I always thought you were just so appealing and energetic and witty and I was immensely attracted to you but I knew where to draw the line because you were young and I knew you had a bright future ahead of you and I eventually came to terms with the fact that I would never be a part of it." Toya took in every word he said and her head spun. No one had ever said anything so touching to her. The last time a man had said something remotely along these lines was the first guy she had met her freshman year in college; the same guy who took her virginity and left after adding her to the notch on his belt. Before she could register it all in her mind Wes got up from the booth and sat next to her. He pulled her face to him and placed a soft kiss on her light pink glossed lips. He pulled away and caressed her cheek lightly while gazing in her eyes. "I know that you're going out with Ben Fuller tonight but I couldn't go another ten years without at least knowing what your lips felt like against mine." "Ahem!" Wes tore away from Toya's faces and turned to see Faith standing at the table with their food. Wes smiled apologetically and went back to his side of the booth. Their food was placed in front of them and they ate in silence. Wes paid the bill and tipped Faith. She also slipped her number to him when she collected the money. Wes placed the piece of paper in his pocket and walked with Toya outside to their respective cars. "I apologize if I made you feel uncomfortable." he called to her as she fumbled with her keys. "No, you're good." she weakly smiled. "You have my number. Call me before the weekend is over." She finally got a hold of her shaking hands and unlocked the door. She got into her car and headed back to her hotel. She entered her room and found the dress she had worn the previous night. She laid in on the bed and grabbed her laptop from her luggage. She set it up as she glanced at the clock which read 3:25. She had about three and a half hours to kill so she decided to catch up on work since she took off two days to attend the reunion. Time flew as she edited articles and e-mailed her writers and before she knew it was a quarter to 8! Toya quickly shut off her computer and dressed even quicker. She ran to her car and sped to Muscrats. She arrived 2 minutes late and was escorted to the table where Ben was already sitting. "I was afraid you changed mind." Ben smiled as he stood and hugged her as a greeting. "Thanks for wearing the dress." He whistled as he took her hand and spun her around for a full view of her voluptuous body. "I aim to please." she said and threw Ben a sexy smile. He let go of her hand and pulled out a chair from the table for her. He bent down to her as she laid her meaty rump in the seat and his lips were at her ear. "Do you now?" He kissed her earlobe and Toya shivered. "Are you cold?" he smiled devilishly and took his seat across from her. The pair ordered dinner and chatted about their lives and future goals for the future. When they were done eating Ben paid the bill and they walked outside. Ben escorted Toya to her car and faced her. "I hope you enjoyed yourself tonight." "I did. Thank you for inviting me." she smiled shyly and Ben leaned down to her and clasped his lips onto hers. Even though Ben was kissing her Toya couldn't help but wish it was Wes instead. He had given her a gentle kiss that she felt deep to her core. Ben was a great kisser but she felt it was more satisfying to him than to both of them. "Can I go with you back to your hotel room?" Ben asked when he released her mouth. "What?" she asked dumbfounded. Did she hear him correctly? Ben Fuller was asking to go with her to her room and...well you know what happens between a man and a woman in a hotel room; doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure that out. "I want you and I know you want me too." Toya stared up at Ben and he kissed her once again. "I'll follow you OK." He opened her car door and she slipped inside the seat. Ben ran to his car and as Toya pulled out of the parking lot she could see Ben's car in her rearview mirror. She pulled into the parking lot of the hotel and parked and Ben pulled into the empty spot next to her. Each got of their cars and walked inside the hotel. Ben was all over Toya when they entered the elevator and kissed wildly as they walked to her room. She unlocked the door and Ben slammed the door shut with his foot when they entered. His face was still attached to hers and he began to run his hands through her hair gently massaging her scalp. Ben tore away from Toya as their legs hit the edge of the bed. He began undoing the buttons to his dark blue shirt and pulling off the matching tie. When he pulled it off as well as the undershirt a hard, chiseled chest was revealed. He grinned at Toya as she surveyed his rock hard exterior. "I don't bite you know." he laughed and grabbed her hand. He ran it along the length of his defined abs and down to the belt of his dress pants. Toya's eyes drifted to his bulge and her inhibitions went out the window; it had been about seven months since she'd been laid. Ben was a little taken back when Toya hurriedly unbuckled his pants. She bent over as she and pulled his pants and boxers down in a swift motion. His erect eleven inch member popped from its confinements and Toya wrapped her hand around the base. "Oh fuck." Ben moaned as she jerked him off. He reached around her and unzipped her dress. He slide the black and red garment off her shoulders and let it fall to her feet. Toya stepped out of the dress and Ben reached into his pants pocket and retrieved a condom. He ripped open the foil and placed it on himself. Toya shed her underwear and her mind started doing back flips as she realized her wildest fantasy was about to come true. Toya felt Ben's hand cup and squeeze her breasts and Ben also circled her naval with the head of his dick. Toya's back hit the bed as Ben gently shoved her onto it. He lowered himself onto her and forced himself between her legs. His cock was at her entrance and she buried her face in the connecting skin of his shoulder and neck when he buried his full length in her in one thrust. Ben didn't give her time to adjust as he pumped into her in a quick pace. "You feel even better than I thought you would." he said in a hungry growl. Soon the slight pain Toya felt was replaced with immense pleasure as Ben satisfied her hungry sexual appetite. Toya wrapped her legs around Ben's waist causing him to slip deeper inside her. Stretched to the max Toya quickly pulsated around his dick and cried softly as Ben refused to slow down so her body could relax against her orgasm. His rough pace sent her straight into a second orgasm just moments later and the only way she could ride it out was to take control. Using all her strength she pulled from under Ben causing him to pull from her warm hole. "What are you doing?" he angrily spat and Toya smiled as she rolled him onto his back and straddled him. Once atop him she sat up slightly and guided his cock back inside her and she slowly rose herself up and down on his swollen pole. Ben threw his head back in ecstasy. "God yes." he moaned and placed his hands on her hips as she rocked them and her third orgasm crept in and her body shook on top of his. Ben groaned loudly as he exploded in the condom. His limp dick fell from its entrapment and he instantly grew hard again as Toya rubbed her ass cheek against his flesh. "Thank you." she whispered breathlessly to Ben and bent over him and kissed his pale lips softly and sensually. "No, thank you." he smiled up at her. She crawled off his body and cuddled up against him. Her eyelids felt heavy and within seconds she drifted off to sleep. Hearing her phone ring jousted Toya from her dream. She rolled over into an empty space. "Ben?" she called and saw that his clothes were gone and so was he. She crawled out of bed and saw that it was nearly two in the morning. She nearly tripped over her shoes as she grabbed purse and fished out her phone. "Hello?" she answered when she placed the phone on her ear. "Toya, I need to see you, please. What hotel are you staying in?" Wes was pleading with her. "Wes, it's two in the morning." she yawned. "Where are you?" She sensed the seriousness in his voice and told him the hotel and her room number. In less than fifteen minutes Toya jumped at the pounding on her door. She had placed on a robe but was naked underneath. She opened the door and Wes poured inside. He slammed the door when he entered and Toya backed away. What the hell had gotten into him? Wes saw the fear in her eyes and wanted to kick his own ass. He didn't mean to scare her. He removed his glasses and walked to the nightstand by the bed. He placed the glasses down and turned to Toya. He reached out his hand to her and she took it. He pulled her close and tipped her head up so she was staring at him. "I'm sorry if I scared you." he whispered. "What is so important that you had to see me right now?" Wes released Toya and sat on the bed. He pulled her in between his legs and rested his hands on her hips. "Remember that waitress from Radcliff's." he asked and continued when she nodded her head. "I called her after we had lunch and we went out tonight." "OK." she said confused. Why was he telling her this? He was a grown man and free to see any woman he pleased. "Toya, the entire time I was with her I couldn't get you off my mind. I still feel your lips, your smile is engrained in my heart." He took her hand and placed it on his heart. She felt it rapidly beating. "I don't know what tomorrow will bring but I need to be with you right now." With that he pulled her down to her and gave her a better than sex kiss that caused her pussy to ache with desire. She fell into his arms and he laid back in the bed and pushed her hair away from her face and stared at her as if he was trying to read her mind. "God, you are so gorgeous." he moaned and ran his thumb over her plump bottom lip. "I don't want to rush things right now. I just want you by my side." he said and smiled at the frown that appeared on her face. He kissed her forehead lightly and rolled over with her in his arms. She was now underneath him and he was staring down at her lovingly. "I've never been the sex for the hell of it type." he explained. "I never have sex with a woman unless I knew that the relationship was leading somewhere. Besides I've been going insane just from one kiss, imagine the mental state I'll be in if you satisfy me beyond all sexual measures." Toya giggled and Wes trailed kisses from her cheek to her neck. He opened her robe a little to expose one of her glorious breasts. He took her nipple in his mouth and sucked on it like a starving child causing her to cry out. Wes kissed the top of her breast and then worked his way to her ear. "No sex doesn't mean I can't touch you." He untied her robe and threw it across the room and for the next hour Wes explored Toya's body with his hands, mouth and tongue. She received another three orgasms from his touch and tender kisses. She passed out with a huge smile on her face. An even bigger smile surfaced when she awoke at noon and Wes was next to her, facing her. She frowned at the thought that in less than an hour she would have to check out of her room and leave to head back to her life upstate. She woke Wes and he kissed her as soon as he opened his eyes. "Time to go?" he said almost in a whining tone. "Yeah. I need to take a shower first so I don't know if you want to go or not." she said and he shook his head. "I'll wait and help you with your bags." She smiled her thanks and unashamed, she crawled out of bed and walked into the bathroom. She started her shower and stepped inside. After cleaning herself she pulled on a pair of jeans and a T-shirt. When she emerged from the bathroom Wes was placing on his glasses. She pulled her luggage from the closet and Wes got out of bed and pulled on his clothes. Wes grabbed three of Toya's larger bags and she took the two smaller ones and they left the room. When they reached the hotel lobby Toya checked out and she and Wes walked outside to her car. He placed the bags he was carrying in her trunk and she did the same. When she slammed the trunk closed Wes captured her in a tight hug. "Please give me a call when you've made it home safely." he said and kissed her cheek before letting her go, reluctantly. He stepped back after she got into her car, started it and backed out of her spot. She waved to Wes and headed back to her normal life. Boy did she have some stories to tell to her co-workers and friends when she returned. The Right Choice Ch. 02 It was close to five o'clock when Toya pulled her Jaguar in the driveway of the condo she purchased last year. She shut off the engine and got out, deciding to leave her luggage in the trunk. She walked inside her home and nearly screamed when she saw Miguel sitting on her couch holding a bouquet of lilies, her favorite flower. "What the hell are you doing in my house?" she screamed at the incredibly sexy Cuban as he rose from her couch. She was grasping her chest, breathing to slow down her heart beat. "I called your job yesterday and they said you were in the city for your high school reunion and I figured you'd be back by now and I wanted to surprise you." He walked towards her and handed her the flowers. The two had dated for nearly three years and he had even asked her to be his wife last year, which she had accepted. But he ended the relationship when she outright refused to move with him to Cuba to be closer to his family after the wedding. That was nine months ago and two months after their split Miguel came to her home bringing by things she had left at his apartment and before he could get two steps in the two engaged in an intense round of good-bye sex. "How did you get in here?" she asked a little pissed, but not angry enough to accept the flowers; they were gorgeous. Miguel pulled out her spare key that he 'conveniently' forgot to return to her. He dangled it in front of her and she snatched it before picking up an empty vase on the coffee table and making her way into the kitchen. She placed the vase in the sink and filled it with water before placing the lilies inside. Her breathing increased when she felt Miguel's raging hard on grind into her ass and his humongous hands cover her breasts. "I've missed you so much." he moaned. He pushed his body into hers forcing her to bend over the sink. "I suspect that you have since I haven't heard from you or seen you in seven months asshole." she spat back. She wiggled free of his grasp and spun around to face him. She shot him the evilest look she possessed and pushed past the 6'2, 225 pound man. As she started to walk away Miguel grabbed her arm and pinned her in her place. "Toya, you broke my heart when you refused to marry me." He was blaming her for their demise. "Miguel if I had asked you to uproot yourself and move with me to Africa would you?" she hypothetically countered. "Yes!" he shouted quickly. "Because I love you! I've been going crazy over the months. Please take me back."Miguel begged but Toya could see through the controlling prick. She shook her head and pulled her arm from his grasp. "Get out." she slowly said and walked into the living room. Miguel followed and she pointed to the front door. "NinguÌ n hombre le amará la manera que hago y usted la sabe." Miguel said to her in his irresistible Spanish tongue. "Remember that." He then walked out the door. She could sense and see the sadness in his tone and in his face but it didn't phase her, she made the right choice kicking him out. Toya dragged her luggage inside an hour after Miguel left and now she was sitting on her couch eating a defrosted frozen dinner while watching reruns of 'Good Times'. Her doorbell rang and she placed the dinner on the coffee table as she rose and walked to the door. She tip toed to the peep hole to see her visitor(s) and smiled as she opened the door. Erika, Lucas and Kirk fell though the doorway and each latched onto her body. "Why didn't you call us and tell us you were back bitch?" Erika playfully snided revealing a perfectly white smile set against her chocolate skin. "Shit! That reminds me!" Toya yelled bringing her mind to Wes. She pushed her three best friends off her and ran into her bedroom. "I'll be right with you guys!" she yelled to them as she entered her room. The three surveyed the room and Lucas noticed the food and Toya's choice of a TV show. "Eww. Frozen TV dinners? Good Times? Girl, who done pissed you off?!" he called and Toya nearly curled over in laughter. "Give me ten minutes and I'll tell you guys every detail." She found her phone and redialed the number of the last incoming call; she had to remember to save Wes's number in her phone. "Hello?" Toya tried to contain herself as she heard his sexy voice. "Wes? Hi, it's Toya. Just calling to let you know that I'm home." she said. "Oh, well I'm glad you made It safely." After he said that there was a pause in the conversation. "Damn it. I miss you already." he finally said and Toya blushed. "I'm really glad you decided to come to the reunion." "Now I am too." she smiled. "When can I see you again?" Toya bit her lip, an act she always did when she was nervous. "The only day I have free during the week is Sunday." she tells him. "Well, how about I give you a call during the week and we can try to arrange something?" he suggested. "OK. That sounds fine. I've gotta go. Some friends drop by so I can't have you holding me hostage and they are dying to know how the reunion went." she laughed. Wes laughed as well. "Don't tell them too much." he said this in a warning tone but gave it away with his chuckle. "A lady never does." she giggled and said good-bye . She walked into the living room and the Three Stooges were nowhere to be found. She made her way into the kitchen and saw them raiding her fridge. "Time to go grocery shopping." Kirk said stuffing her last slice of honey roasted turkey in the trash bin he called a mouth. She would have considered Kyle attractive if he didn't gross her out with some of the crap he put in there. Nevertheless her friends were her life. She met the group her freshman year in college and even after 10 years they still made her feel like an eighteen year old. Erika was the sweet and sensible one who kept the group sane. Lucas was the heart throb who was the life of the party where ever they were and had some moves for a white boy. Finally, Kirk was the fighter of the four and would take on the devil himself if he disrespected his friends. He was black but grew up in rough neighborhood so he grew up taking tons of self defense classes and was freakishly strong. "So do you wanna tell us what's got your panties in a bunch?" Lucas had walked to Toya and wrapped an arm around her and had just finished chomping on a chocolate chip cookie. When he asked her the question a crumb fell on her cheek. She flicked it off and looked up Lucas who was a good seven inches taller than her. She pushed Lucas off her and then leaned against the counter behind her. "Miguel was here when I came home." she told them. They all gasped and hung onto every word she said as she explained what happened. "I thought you wanted Miguel back." Kirk rubbed his head and Toya shrugged her shoulders. "I did six months ago when I was going through some serious withdrawal symptoms."The group busted out in a huge laugh and Erika walked to Toya and threw her arm around her shoulder. "Guys, why don't you go and watch the game. I need to have a talk with my best friend." She swatted the guys out of the kitchen and pulled Toya into the dining room. They sat at the table and Erika leaned on her elbows. "So, how did the reunion go?" "It went well. I enjoyed myself." Toya held back her smile. "Girl, you know I can see through you like a ghost. Who did you hook up with?" Erika blurted out. She couldn't hide anything from her. "Two guys..." "You fucking slut!" Erika gasped and playfully hit Toya's arm. "It wasn't like that!" Toya said trying, but failing, to dodge the strike. One I slept with, the other I didn't but he gave me a whole new view on the word intimate." Erika smiled at her friend's smile. "Who were these guys?" "One was this guy that I had a major crush on from sophomore year up until senior prom, his name is Ben and the other was my senior English teacher." "You messed with an old man?!" "No, he's like 35. And he's just as hot if not hotter than any 25 year old I've ever seen." "Are you going to see any of them again?" Erika asked. "Wes, the teacher, wants to see me again but after Ben fucked me up, down and sideways, he bounced right after so I really don't care if I see him again." Toya said and saw that 'I'm ready to cut a bitch' look on Erika's face. She may be sweet but when it came to her girl, Erika did not play. The look quickly faded away and Erika jumped up. "Well, I'm putting my money on Wes. Come on let's go and join the guys." Both women walked into the living room and sat on the couch in between Lucas and Kirk. "Oh, guys I forgot to tell you." Kirk said and faced his three friends. "Miranda and I are getting married. I proposed to her over the weekend." Toya loved Miranda. Of all the girlfriends that Kirk had over the past ten years she was the one that lasted the longest and kept Kirk's anger in check. She was a beautiful half black, half Hispanic former beauty queen and was the nicest person you could ever meet and Toya was glad Kirk was finally deciding to settle down and marry the girl; they had been together for the past four and a half years. "Girls, Miranda wants you all to be her bridesmaids so clear your schedule for the next eight months because it will include dress and wedding rehearsals and she wants your help planning the wedding since you both know me so well." Kirk told them. "And I want you all to bring a date to either the wedding or the reception." "I suggest we go out and celebrate! This is big news!" Erika exclaimed. "No, guys I have to go to work in the morning!" Toya complained. "Oh, we all do. Shut up and go put on something sexy." Lucas commanded and pushed her off the couch. "Aren't you guys gonna change?" she asked as she headed to her room. "Can we take your Jag back to our place?" Kirk asked. "Hell no!" she screamed back. "Then no. Hurry up so we can leave!" Lucas replied. Toya changed into a short blue jean mini skirt, a light blue long sleeve blouse with a low neck line, a silver waist belt and silver knee high boots. She knew they were headed to either a nightclub or a bar and she would be the designated driver. She walked out of her room and Kirk and Lucas whistled their approval of her attire. The four squeezed into her Jag and headed to Gino's, a nearby nightclub/restaurant. Erika once dated the bouncer and the fool is so pussy whipped that even though they broke up two years ago he stills lets her and the group in for free. They stood in the semi-lengthy line and Toya helped Erika apply some last minute eye liner. Of course Lucas was getting all the female attention while they waited in line; he had already gotten three numbers and they weren't anywhere near the door. They made it to the front of the line and Erika threw herself on the bulky bouncer who could pass for The Rock's twin; Erika had a thing for muscle bound men. "Hey Jax." she whispered sweetly in his ear. He was so tall that his hug lifted her off the ground. "You look nice." Toya heard him say. She also saw his large hand land and squeeze her ass. "Thank you." she giggled as he placed her back on the floor. "When are you gonna let me get back in here?" The entire crowd behind Toya, Lucas and Kirk drew their attention to Erika as Jax cupped her crotch through her jeans. Erika pushed his hand away and tip toed to his ear. "You'd said you'd wait forever for me so I'm holding to that." She pushed him aside and walked inside. Toya, Lucas and Kirk followed and the four grabbed an empty tabled. Lucas and Kirk went to order their food and pitchers of beer and lemonade. "Why do you tease Jax like that?" Toya asked Erika when the guys were out of sight. "Because it's fun. You're not the only one who's allowed to be a slut." Erika winked and danced in her seat to the music. Lucas and Kirk returned with the food and the four toasted on Kirk's engagement and ate until they were stuffed. Toya rubbed her belly as Kirk pulled Erika on the dance floor to work on the food and booze. Lucas found one of his admirers from the line and led her onto the dance floor. "You are too fine to be sitting here all alone." Toya heard a voice that sounded as if it hadn't hit puberty. She turned in the direction the voice and saw a boy who barely looked 18 and she wondered how he even got in. "How old are you?" she asked annoyed and he took the empty seat next to her. "Old enough. How 'bout we go back to my place? My parents are out of town and we can have the whole place to ourselves." he suggested and Toya laughed so hard and long that the boy got up and left the table with what was left of his pride. Toya finally decided to get off her ass and went out on the dance floor and worked her body to the beat with Erika and Kirk. She danced behind Kirk as if a guy got the balls to dance up behind her Kirk would shoot them a look to back off. If this had been the weekend before Toya would've cussed him out for cock blocking but tonight she appreciated the over protective side of him. The four left the spot at 1 AM and Toya drove home. The three got into Kirk's Buick when she pulled into her driveway and Toya waved good bye as Kirk pulled out and headed to drop Lucas and Erika off at home before he headed home. Toya walked inside and after locking up she walked into her room and collapsed on her bed. She awoke the next morning when her alarm went off at 5:30. She reached over and shut off the annoying buzzing. She grumpily crawled out of bed and did her best to make it to her bathroom on four hours of sleep. She showered quickly and ate an even quicker breakfast. After dressing, putting on her makeup and doing her hair she left and headed to the office for Eruption, the men's magazine she had been working for during the past five years. She pulled into the parking lot at 7:30 and walked inside the five story building. She signed in with the security guard who was always flirting with her and got on the elevator and rode it to the top floor. She got and walked into her office. The owner of Eruption, Charles Merriweather was sitting on her desk. "Good morning Ms. Daniels." he smiled and she knew she was in trouble. Mr. Merriweather was only in a good mood when he was either firing someone or saving a shitload of money. She slowly laid her briefcase on her desk and waited for him to speak. "I received those articles you edited over the weekend and do you know you saved me three full pages that I was able to sell to our top contributors and they just announced that if they see an increase in their business by the end of the month they'll increase their stake in the company and that means a huge raise for you sweetie!" he said and caught her nose in between his thumb and index finger. Toya breathed a sigh of relief and Mr. Merriweather left her office. She collapsed in her chair and turned on her computer. While it loaded up she pulled out the handwritten articles that she manually edited and then signed into the office computer. She jumped up from her desk and placed the articles on their respective writer's desks. Just as she placed a horribly written article on Geoff Peter's desk, the office heart throb Sebastian Varner walked in and winked at her. "So, how was the reunion?" he asked as she passed by her and she felt him 'accidently' slide his hand over her ass. If he wasn't one their best writers and so damn cute she would slap a harassment suit on him. The other only reason she didn't was because she never entertained his advances or comments; she always kept it professional. "It went well. Thanks for asking." she said and walked back to her desk. She worked for the next three hours and jumped at the buzzing of her cell phone; she always put in on vibrate since sometimes she had phone conferences with other departments and didn't want the jingles she downloaded, especially 'Play" by David Banner which used to be Miguel's ringtone. She grabbed her phone and answered without checking the caller ID. "Hello?" "Toya, it's Ben." she heard and nearly dropped her phone. "Hello? You there?" "Yeah, yeah. I'm here." "I thought you might be pissed that I left so quickly the night before. I'm really sorry about that." He let out a soft sigh and Toya didn't know what to make of his apology. She figured Ben just saw her as a one night stand or fulfilling an old high school fantasy, somewhat like she was, so she wasn't really tripping. "Hey, it's cool. Listen, I'm at work so I have to go." she said quickly and was about to hang up when Ben stopped her. "Wait! Can I see you again? I mean I would really love to see you. Just name the time and place and I'll be there." Whoa, this man is bold as shit, Toya thought as she bit her lip. "Can I get back to you on that. Like I said, I'm at work so I can't really talk." She hung up before Ben could answer. She worked with a head full of thought and was interrupted when lunch time rolled around by Sebastian. "Hey gorgeous. Wanna go to lunch? I just finished the article you assigned to me and I got some free time before I head out." Damn, he finished the article already, she thought. She had given it to him around nine that morning and it was just 1:30. "Bring me the article and I'll look over it and I'll e-mail you if there are any changes to be made." she told the blonde haired, green eyed babe. "So, that's a no to lunch?" he smirked. Toya sighed and looked up at Sebastian. "Look, I have got way too much work and too much shit on my mind to entertain your ego today." she spat angrily; so much for her professional persona. "Whoa! So the Ice Queen does show some emotions." Sebastian chuckled and turned on his heels. He returned two minutes later and laid his article on her desk. She skimmed the article regarding advice to men on the do's and don'ts of oral and anal sex. Sebastian had also included advice from doctors that he had contacted personally. He was good, Toya had to admit. She placed the article in her briefcase to take home and thoroughly edit it. "Toya, go to lunch!" Mr. Merriweather screamed to her when he passed by her office at 2:45. "Those articles aren't going anywhere." She sighed and grabbed her purse and left the office and walked to a Japanese restaurant. She ordered a plate of tempura and a handful of California sushi rolls. Kyoshi, the cashier/cook punched in her order and took her money and went into the back to cook. She took a seat in the semi-crowded small restaurant. Kyoshi came out of the back and placed her order in front of her. He also sat in front of her and the two talked. They had become friendly after Toya had tipped him $20 since it was the only bills she had at the time. That was a year ago and since then he always gave her extra sushi rolls since she told him she loved them. Toya told Kyoshi about the reunion and asked his advice on the Wes/Ben situation. "I can't give you honest advice because I do not know these men." Kyoshi said in his adorable accent. "But I can sense that you like this Wes gentleman a little more than Ben but go with your heart. It will lead you to the right choice." Kyoshi took her hands and placed it on her heart. He nodded and smiled and then a Japanese couple walked through the door. Kyoshi spoke to them in his native language and got up from his seat. He returned to the counter and took their order. Toya finished her meal and walked to the counter. She slipped a few bills in Kyoshi's tip jar as he helped a new set of clients. She leaned over the counter and placed a kiss on his cheek. "See you later!" she yelled and walked back to her office. When she boarded the elevator her cell phone rang and she answered it when she saw Wes's name on the screen. "Hey." she answered. "I know I said I would call during the week but an idea just popped in my head." Wes stated. "You said you were free on Sundays only so I could come upstate Saturday night and we could spend all day Sunday together." he suggested. "Of course I'll stay in a hotel Saturday night." The Right Choice Ch. 02 "But I'm a good five hour drive from you. I don't want you coming out of your way to see me." Toya reasoned. "No, you're a five hour drive from the city. I live right off the interstate so I'm only a two hour drive to where you are at the most." Wes told her. "Oh. Well, OK I guess that would be all right. Um, let's just talk during the week to confirm the plans." she said and they said good bye and hung up. Toya got off the elevator on her floor when she ended the call with Wes. She completed the rest of work and left the office at 3:45. She had to make it to the publisher by 5 PM so that Eruption would be on the stands in the morning. She made it to the publisher at 4:50 and handed the layout to Greg who had been with the publishing company about as long as she had been with Eruption. "Greg work your magic baby." she smiled and took the verification that layout had been received and she turned on her heels and left and headed home. As soon as she hit the door she pulled off her heels and picked up the cordless phone that was in her living room. She called Erika and when she answered she sounded a hot mess. "I told you we shouldn't have gone out last night." Toya laughed. "So did you make it to work today?" "Hell no!" Erika groaned. "I've got a headache the size of Texas! I'm not talking to you right now so call me Wednesday." With that Erika hung up and Toya shook her head and laughed. She was pretty sure Lucas and Kirk were in worser states so she decided not to call them. It was close to six o'clock and Toya was nowhere near tired so she worked on the articles submitted to her until she fell asleep inside her office. She awoke after hearing the faint buzzing from her alarm clock from her bedroom. She lifted her head and realized she had drooled on Sebastian's article. She was thankful she had typed up the article last night and e-mailed it to her business account. She jumped up and ran into her room. 5:45 blinked on the alarm clock. She sighed relieved and turned off the blaring buzzing. She went about her morning routine and prepared for a new day. The day went by faster than normal and Toya repeated most of her activities from the previous day and she was anxiously awaiting Saturday. Wes called her when she got home that day and told her he was free that weekend. He would leave Saturday around 4 and meet her at a nearby bed and breakfast then they would go out to dinner, maybe go out dancing afterwards and take it from there. Toya couldn't contain her smile as she crawled in her bed around 11 that night. The ringing of her phone woke her she groaned at the time: two in the morning. Who was calling her at this time? She was glad she put her phone by her bed after her conversation with Wes ended at ten o'clock. "Hello?" she groggily answered. "Toya, I know it's late but I missed out on the opportunity to be with you in high school and I have always wondered what if since then and I don't want to have that feeling ever again." Toya heard Ben slur. He was obviously drunk or was heading that way. "Ben, you're drunk." she sighed. "No, maybe a little intoxicated but I am not drunk." he laughed and she heard him gulp down whatever he was drinking. "Toya, I had an amazing time with you over the weekend I just want to see you again, that's all I ask. Whenever you want, just say the time." Toya gave in knowing he wouldn't let her off the phone if she didn't. If she hanged up he would call back all night; a tactic Miguel used to convince her to go out with him and she was in no mood to hear her phone going off all night. "Fine. Saturday. 8 o'clock." she hung up after he took down her address. The rest of the week flew by and on Saturday after Toya left the office her phone rang and she excitedly talked with Wes as she drove to the bed and breakfast where he was staying that night. When she pulled into the parking lot Wes was waiting by his car. Toya hung up the phone and jumped out of her car and jumped in Wes's arms. "It's so good to see you!" she said against his cheek. "Same here." he smiled and placed her back on her feet. She looked up at him and tilted her head as Wes bent down to her and kissed her lightly but with passion. "Let's go to dinner or something." he suggested pulling away. "I've got a better idea. Let's go back to my place and I'll give you a home cooked meal." "That sounds like a magnificent idea!" Wes exclaimed and they rode to her house together. They arrived and Toya led him into her home. "Nice place!" Wes shouted admiring her decorating skills. "Thank you. Make yourself at home and I'll whip us up something to eat." Toya pushed Wes onto her couch and walked into the kitchen. She opened her freezer and pulled out some boneless chicken. She grabbed a pan from beneath the sink and set it on her stove. Coating it with non-stick stray she threw the chicken inside and also started to boil water for vegetables and pasta. "Hey, Toya! Can I use your bathroom?" Wes called from the living room. "Sure. It's in the back, the second door on your left." she told him. As the food cooked Toya was surprised when her doorbell rang. She had told the crew she would be 'entertaining' the entire weekend so she would be unavailable. She walked to her front door and opened it and saw Ben standing there with a bottle of wine and a huge bouquet of red and white roses. She was sure her face displayed her shocked feeling. "What are you doing here?" she asked regaining her composure. "Remember we made plans to see each other today?" Ben said and the conversation they had that late Tuesday/early Wednesday morning. Toya slapped her head with the palm of her left hand. "Ben, you were drunk! I didn't think you were serious." she said and saw his face sank from her statement. "Of course I was serious! I really wanted to see you." He handed her the roses and used his now free hand to reach out and caress her cheek. "Toya?" She heard Wes's voice behind her and saw Ben's stare leave her face and look over her head. "Mr. Chaplan? What are you doing here?" Ben said stepping further into Toya's home. "I was invited. Toya and I---" Before Wes could finish his sentence Toya smelled the chicken burning. She rushed into the kitchen and placed the roses on an empty counter. She shut off the burners and salvaged what she could for the meal. She leaned against the counter let out an exasperated sigh. She felt a hand on her shoulder and turned and faced Wes. "Are you OK?" he asked. "Is Ben still here?" she asked not knowing what she was going to do about the situation she had gotten herself into. "Yeah. I think he's waiting on an explanation from you." Wes said and stared into her eyes. "If you want me to leave so you can talk to him I have no problem with it." He turned to walk away but Toya quickly grabbed his arm and spun him back to her. "No, don't go. Listen, I'll talk to Ben but I want you to stay. Dinner is ready so just set it up in the dining room OK." she told him and he nodded his head. As he grabbed the plates containing their dinner Toya made her way into the living room where Ben was sitting on her couch. He stood when she approached him. "Toya, why is Mr. Chap---Wes, here?" he asked still in the dark. Toya took Ben's hands and sat down on the couch. She pulled him down to sit with her. "Ben. I had an amazing time with you over the last weekend and I think you are an amazing man but I don't think that will be anything between us other then what happened." "Are you upset that I left so abruptly that night?" Pure shock and disbelief was written all over his face. "No, it's not that..." "But you said I wasn't too late to maybe start something between us. What happened between the mind blowing sex we had and now?" Ben held her stare waiting for an answer. Toya sighed and her eyes finally met his and she spoke. "Wes happened." A smile crossed Ben's lips and then he let out a laugh that made her feel like he wasn't taking her seriously. "Toya, are you telling me that you want to be with the man who was once our teacher? Isn't that illegal?" "We're adults now and I don't want to lead you on anymore than I already have. I'm sorry but I think I need to go down a different path...with Wes." Wes smiled as he overheard the conversation. She wanted to be with him and she was proving it by turning away the man he knew she wanted more than anything ten years ago. He peeked around the corner and saw Toya hug Ben and when she released him he walked to the door. When he heard the door open and close he walked out and hugged Toya from behind. Toya felt his erection against her ass. Wes swayed with Toya in his arms and kissed her cheek. "Dinner's getting cold." he whispered. Wes pulled Toya into the dining room and they ate the dinner she had prepared. When they were done Wes washed up the dishes and Toya dried them before putting them up. "You were quiet during dinner. Is everything OK?" he asked handing her the last dish. "Yeah. I'm sorry but can I ask you a question?" She placed the plate on the counter in front of her and faced Wes. He turned off the faucet and turned to the gorgeous woman who had a look of sorrow on her face. "Hey, why is this beautiful face holding a frown?" he leaned down to her and placed a soft kiss on her lips. "Wes, I don't know what you life is like but mine is very hectic and I feel there's something here between us but I have to know that it's worth it. Please tell me it is." "Toya, I am willing to try if you are. I'm not guaranteeing everything will be fine and dandy but I can promise you three things: I will never lie to you, I will never hurt you and I will always treasure you as the gorgeous creature that God created and decided to bless me with." He took her hand and kissed it. He then traveled his lips up her arm and to her lips. He pushed her against the counter and growled as he lifted her onto it and buried his body between her legs. They kissed and when Toya felt him grind his hard cock into the crotch of her jeans Wes scooped her in his arms and carried her into the back of the house. "Where's your bedroom." "First door on the left." she told him and he entered her room and softly laid her on the bed. He pulled his shirt above his head and Toya's eyes bugged at the body that was sculpted to perfection. She would have never guessed that body was underneath the layers of clothes he wore. "Like what you see?" Wes smiled seductively and removed his shoes and jeans. Toya nodded her head and licked her lips. "So I take it you see this relationship going somewhere." Toya said remembering his words to her last weekend regarding sex. Wes grabbed his jeans from the floor and pulled a condom from the pocket. "Of course." He walked to the bed and kissed Toya gently. "I want this. I want you." he whispered. "I want you too." she told him and he helped her remove her shoes and jeans. She pulled off her shirt and Wes laid his body gently atop hers. Kissing Wes pulled off her bra and panties and tossed them aside. He removed his boxers and slipped on the condom. "Are you ready for me baby?" he asked halting his cock at her entrance. He could feel the dampness of her waiting hole at the head of his cock and the anticipation was seriously going to cause him to blow his load right then and there and he didn't want that to happen. He didn't want to cum until Toya was screaming his full name: Wesley Jonathan Chaplan. She was his now and he wasn't going anywhere as long as she wanted him by her side. Toya nodded her head and felt him slide his throbbing member into her. He went into her slowly so that she could adjust to him and she was thankful for that. She hated when men started off fast and the sex lasted two minutes max. When Wes was fully inside her he moaned in ecstasy. She felt wonderful and her pussy wrapped around him like a glove; a perfect fit. Toya grunted as Wes plowed into her and she held her legs open to give Wes deeper access to her core. "Toya, you're amazing!" He fell into her body harder and wrapped his hands into her hair and pulled lightly and Toya looked over his shoulder and saw his ass flex as he fucked her. "Wes, please. I need to cum!" she screamed and snaked her hand between their bodies and to where they were connected. She rubbed her clit furiously and Wes grabbed her hand. "No!" he said into her ear. "I want us to cum together." "Well, come on baby. I need it!" "Then scream my name." "What?" Wes fucked her at a faster pace and she took his earlobe in his mouth and bit down on it lightly to muffle her screams. "Scream my name and we'll cum together." he explained. "Wes!" she screamed. "My whole name. Wesley Jonathan Chaplan. Scream it sexy." He gave her a hard thrust, she screamed his name and Wes exploded in the condom. He also felt Toya achieve her orgasm and stayed still as her body quivered beneath him. He kissed her forehead and her lips when they both came down from their high. "That was so good!" Toya yelled as Wes crawled off her body. "Baby, that was better than good. You are stuck with me I hope you know that." Wes smirked as he sat up and stared at her over his shoulder. He pulled off the cum filled condom and before getting out of Toya's bed he leaned over her and gave her a kiss with all his might. When he let go of her full lips he walked out of her room and into the bathroom to dispose of the rubber. When he walked back in Toya's room he couldn't help but smile at the beautiful sight before. Toya was fast asleep and looked like an angel. Wes slipped easily next to her and pulled her close before drifting off to sleep himself.