11 comments/ 16385 views/ 32 favorites The Stand-In Girlfriend Ch. 14-15 By: mspat Finale Alright guys we've come to the end of Chevonne's and Ashton's story. There is a love scene (I hear some of you saying finally) but because I'm a bit of a prude when it comes to sex (I see it as a private matter between lovers, in other words NOBODY is hipped to what goes on in my bedroom) it might not live up to everyone's expectation. I hope you've enjoyed Ashton's and Chevonne's journey to each other and the love they discovered they shared. CHAPTER 14 Martin held Katrina his arms as the hotel manager passed the smelling salts under her nose wondering why hearing that Chevonne was his sister caused her to faint. He couldn't think of a reason why hearing that would cause such a reaction from her since as far as he knew Katrina didn't know his sister. Sure she and Chevonne went to the same school but that didn't mean they knew each other. Then he began remembering some of the things Chevonne told him about her roommate and he compared them mentally to Katrina. Chevonne said her roommate was self-absorbed. 'That could apply to Katrina,' Martin thought to himself. She loved taking about herself. 'Chevonne said her roommate sported a year round tan and spent a lot of time in tanning salons.' 'That could also apply to Katrina,' Martin thought. 'She often said she'd never be seen without a tan and how she kept her tan by going to tanning salons.' Chevonne talked about how her roommate's eyes were the bluest shade of blue she'd ever seen. 'That could definitely apply to Katrina,' Martin thought. Her eyes were the first things that attracted him to her. He had never seen eyes so blue. Chevonne also talked about how her roommate talked about herself when she had breast implants done and how she thought she used her breast as a model when she told the doctor what she wanted done. She said her roommate considered her breasts, her face and her figure to be her best assets and she would always take care of them. Martin remembered that Katrina wasn't shy about letting him know that she'd had her breasts done. She told him that she considered her breasts, body and face to be her best assets and that she would always take care of them. When he remembered the name of Chevonne's roommate it all came together. The woman he had been sleeping with and the woman his sister called tits and brainless were the same woman. Martin wanted to kick himself for not realizing such an obvious thing. But that didn't explain why Katrina fainted when she found out that Chevonne was his sister and that she was getting married today. He was brought out of his thoughts when Katrina began to stir when the scent of the smelling salts hit her nose. Her body jerked and she put her hands on the manager's hand pushing the smelling salts away. The sound of a siren let him know that someone had called the British version of paramedics. They checked Katrina out, didn't find anything wrong but suggested that she go to the hospital to be examined by a doctor to be sure. Katrina assured them she fainted because she hadn't eaten and not because of a medical condition and that she would see her personal doctor when she returned home to the states. They had her sign a medical release and left. "Tell me what's going on," Martin demanded after they were left alone. "I became light-headed because I haven't eaten and I fainted," Katrina said her tone trying to convince Martin that it was the truth. "Don't play me, Katrina," Martin told her. "You became light-headed and fainted after I told you that Chevonne was my sister and she was getting married today," Martin said his tone letting Katrina know that he knew she was lying and she had better stop bullshitting around with him and tell him the truth. Deciding that Martin's anger could be used to her benefit and against Ashton and possibly stop the wedding Katrina decided to tell him the truth. She told him everything about her and Ashton's plan to get Ashton's parent to accept her so that she and Ashton could get married, their plan to use a black woman to do it and why they decided Chevonne would be the perfect person they use to accomplish their goal. As he listened Martin experienced something he had never experienced before. The urge to smack a woman. The desire to beat Katrina a woman he thought he knew and shared a bed with until he felt happy again. And the way he felt he wouldn't be happy again until both Katrina and Ashton were in the hospital. Feeling the urge beginning to overwhelm him and becoming harder for him to resist he turned and walked away from Katrina because he didn't want to go to jail in a foreign country. "Wait a minute," Katrina said placing her hand on his arm ignoring the anger and rage she saw in Martin's eyes. "I should go with you in case your parents don't believe you. I can confirm what you're saying." Martin turned and gave her a look that said loud and clear that if she didn't get her hand off of him, he wouldn't be responsible for what he did to her. Fearing what he might do Katrina quickly removed her hand from his arm. "Are you really as empty-headed, shallow and ignorant as you're appearing to be right now?" Martin asked his voice letting her know he was practicing a great deal of restraint. "Or do you not know that the last place you should want to be is anywhere that I am? Especially where the space is confined and we're alone and no one could see us. Do you really think you can tell me about a plan where you and that asshole Ashton planned to use and humiliate my sister that I would to invite you along to try and keep her from making a huge mistake by marrying this jerk? I hope you don't think your shit is so good that I'll put you over my sister. Because bitch if you do you need to think again. The thing you need to realize is that I have priorities. My first priority is to get to my sister and try to prevent her from marrying that asshole. My second priority is to kick the jerk's ass. My third priority is to come after you and make you sorry you ever met my sister, to give you a reason to see that using anybody in this manner ever again is a stupid and dangerous thing for you to do. Especially a black woman because you don't know if she might have a nut in her family who might go off on you like I'm going to do. So little girl you should forget about helping me and start praying to God that you survive what I'm going to do to you. In fact if I were you I wouldn't be here when I come back." All the color drained from Katrina's face and she turned as white as a sheet. She couldn't believe this is the same man she shared an intimate moment with more than a week ago. "You don't mean that Martin," she said walking towards him. 'This bitch has lost her mind,' Martin thought to himself. He held his hand up stopping her advance, "I'm going to leave," he said backing away from her. "You need to stay right where you are because if you come any closer to me, I'm going to jail." Katrina seeing that Martin was truly angry with her went over to the check out desk and told the manager to get her bill ready because she was leaving. She knew it was time for her to get the hell out of Dodge before the fireworks went off and she got hurt in the resulting explosion. She rushed upstairs to her room, threw her things into her bags and was ready to go in less than half an hour later. She decided to go to Florida where the rest of her family was and she figured she would be safe. She was going to take her diploma and check out employment possibilities in Florida because Georgia was too hot for her right now. Martin rushed out of the hotel and asked the doorman to hail him a cab. He climbed into the cab, gave the driver the Bishop's address and asked him to get him there as quickly as he possible. He had to get there and stop the wedding. He couldn't and wouldn't allow his sister to marry Ashton Bishop. Martin was confident he would have his parents support when they heard about Ashton's plans for Chevonne and the shameful way he planned to treat her. He told Katrina he didn't want to go to jail in a foreign country but he knew if given the opportunity he was going to make sure Ashton's face kissed his fist many times causing him physical pain and that might get him sent to jail. He prayed the driver got him to the Bishop's home before Chevonne ruined her life. Ashton was upstairs in his bedroom checking out his appearance in his mirror when there was a knock on his bedroom door. He opened it and wasn't surprised to see Chevonne's father Mr. Michaelson standing on the other side. Ashton had been expecting him to come to him for an explanation of his behavior toward Chevonne for awhile. Ashton observed him as he walked into the room and closed the door. William Michaelson stood about five feet ten and a half inches tall. Ashton put his weight at around one hundred sixty-five to one hundred seventy-five pounds. His skin was a little darker than Chevonne's skin. His facial features depended on who he was talking to and what his mood was. During the time he had been visiting with Ashton and his parents, Ashton watched him as he interacted with his wife and daughter. He treated the ladies in his life like they were the most precious , the most important people in his life and in his dark brown eyes he saw nothing but love for both his wife and his daughter. Chevonne and her mother had him wrapped around their little fingers a place he seemed to relish being. Much like his father was when it came to his mother. William Michaelson was gentle with Chevonne and her mother, protecting them and gently getting them to see things his way when he had to deny them something they really wanted. He never raised his voice to his wife, even if they had a disagreement. Chevonne's mother was the one who freely expressed her emotions and let you know in no uncertain terms how she felt. Sarah Michaelson was easy to read as a newspaper spread out before you. Mr. Michaelson kept his feelings closer to his chest. But Ashton wasn't dumb enough to be fooled by the man's quiet demeanor. Something about the man said don't mess with him or his family. "I guess you know why I'm here," William said slipping a hand into his pocket, his brown eyes never leaving Ashton's. "I think so sir," Ashton replied, finding his mouth had suddenly gone dry making swallowing almost impossible. "It's not about your reason for bringing my daughter here to meet your parents," William said. "She told me, you and she have already dealt with that issue and it was a private matter between the two of you. Meaning that I should butt out. Which I'll do. I'm here because in less than thirty minutes I'm expected to hand her over to you in marriage. A man, I know she loves very much, but whom I'm not sure who loves her at all. I need you to convince me that Chevonne, my daughter, my baby, my Peaches is important to you that you love her and will protect her. Because if you can't I will forcefully if I have to drag her on to a plane heading back to Atlanta. I won't turn my daughter over to a man who doesn't love her and whom I don't trust. I won't walk her down that aisle and turn her over to you." William smiled as he watched Ashton try to gain control of his temper before he spoke. "I assure you Mr. Michaelson," Ashton said his tone a bit restrained and tense, "that I love Chevonne very, very much and I know that she loves me. I understand your skepticism after every thing you've learned about my reasons for bringing her here to London but I can assure you sir that when you get on that plane heading back to Atlanta you will board it as my father and with your wife, my mother-in-law because your baby, your daughter, yours' and my Peaches will be my wife and I'll be her husband, your son-in-law. Chevonne and I will be on another plane on our way to a surprise honeymoon that I've planned for us." "You haven't said the words I want to hear son," William said, "and if I don't hear those words, I promise you there will be no wedding today." William knew that Chevonne said that she and Ashton had dealt with the issue of what his intentions were when he brought her to London and he respected that, but as her father he couldn't just hand her over to this young man until his mind was assured that he would treat his daughter right. "I love Chevonne," Ashton said the tone of his voice letting William know he'd made him angry. "with all my heart. I'll protect her and provide for her the very best that I can. She will want for nothing, Chevonne and I are getting married and no one is taking her away from me. I wanted Chevonne the moment I laid eyes on her, but I didn't have the courage to reach out and explore my feelings for her because I let the color of my skin get in the way. And because of my cowardliness Chevonne was hurt something I'll never allow to happen again. I will protect Chevonne and our relationship with everything within me. We're getting married to show the world we're committed to each other but Chevonne was mine the moment she told me, she loved me and I'm not willing to give that up and I'll fight any man that tries to take her away from me or tries to come between us, family included." Ashton was standing face to face, toe to toe with Chevonne's father by the time he finished saying what he had to say, letting William know that he wasn't going to let him or anyone come between him and Chevonne. William smiled at him and shook his hand. "I just wanted to know that you know that Chevonne is worth fighting for and that you would fight for her and protect her." "With everything within in me sir," Ashton said shaking his hand. "I'm going to go get ready to walk my baby down the aisle," William said. "I'll be waiting for her," Ashton said as the men left the room heading in different directions. Both knowing that the other man knew clearly where they stood. Martin was glad when the taxi finally pulled up into the Bishop's home. Praying he wasn't too late he paid the taxi driver and made his way to the front door. He walk up and knocked on the front door, introduced himself to the butler, who led him to the back yard. He was greeted by the sound of people cheering when he reached garden. He was stopped by what he assumed was a security guard, who asked his name and asked to see some identification. Martin told the man his name, reached inside his jacket and presented the man with his passport. The man saw that Martin's name was on the guest list, after checking his id he allowed him join the festivities. Martin walked into the garden just as the priest spoke. "I present to you Ashton James Bishop III and Chevonne Elizabeth Michaelson-Bishop III." While everyone around him once again cheered Martin wanted to cry. He was too late. They were married. His anger boiling over Martin made his way over to Chevonne and her new husband, he was going to welcome his new brother into the family by wrapping his hand around his throat and squeezing the life out of him. He was close to the newly married couple when his father suddenly stepped out in front of him blocking his path. "Hello son," his father said, "you missed your sister's wedding. What happened?" "I was checking into the hotel," Martin said his eyes trained on Ashton, "when I bumped into a friend of the groom who had a very interesting story to tell about he and the groom." "You wouldn't be referring to a Katrina Wellsman would you?" his father asked. "Yes," Martin replied surprised his father knew Katrina's name. "You know about her and Ashton?" "Yes," his father replied. "You know why he brought Chevonne to London to meet his parents?" Martin asked his voice getting louder. "You will lower your voice," William told his son his tone slow and low, his eyes hard and cold. "Do you understand?" "Yes, sir," Martin said looking over at Chevonne and seeing a combination of hurt and anger in her eyes and on her face. "Everyone including Chevonne knows why Ashton brought Chevonne to London," his father said. "She and Ashton have made their peace with that situation. Your sister has forgiven him because she loves him and she has decided she wants to spend the rest of her life with Ashton, a man who loves her and wants to spend the rest of his life making her happy and making up for the way he's treated her." "You believe that?" Martin asked. "It's not up to us to believe him." Martin turned to see his mother standing behind him. "The only one who has to believe him is Chevonne," his mother said, "and the fact that she married him means that she believes him. So we as her family are going to support her and their marriage. If you as her brother can't do that you need to leave because only supporters are allowed at this celebration." 'Martin?" Martin turned to see his little sister dressed in an ivory white, satin, lacy wedding dress holding Ashton's hand coming towards him with tears in her eyes. She looked beautiful and happy, very happy. He couldn't bring himself to ruin her day or her happiness. He would join his parents and support his sister and her marriage. Besides if he didn't he knew he would have to deal with both his parents and he knew that even though he stood six three and weighed two hundred pounds he was no match for his parents. They could handle him easily. Especially his mother. "Hey, lil' sis," Martin said his arms outstretched. Chevonne took off running and threw herself into her brother's arms almost knocking him down. "I'm so glad you're here," she said her tears wetting his jacket. "Hey, now stop crying," Martin said, "this is your wedding day. Tears aren't allowed on your wedding day." "Happy tears are," Chevonne said smiling up at her big brother. "Especially when I'm crying because I'm married to a man that I love very much and because I'm happy you're here." "I'm sorry I missed the ceremony," Martin said a smile spreading across his face. "I came in just as the priest introduced you and your new husband to the crowd." "You came in at the best time then," Chevonne said. "You were able to witness Ashton and I starting our new life together. Chevonne turned and held her hand out. Ashton walked over and took her hand into his. "Martin, I would like for you to meet my husband, Ashton Bishop III," Chevonne said. "Ashton, I would like for you to meet my big brother Martin Michaelson or as we call him M&M." Chevonne held her breath and stepped back and watched as two of the most important men in her life greeted each other. Martin and Ashton stared at each other for a few seconds both sizing up the other, neither of them saying a word. Their fathers put their drinks down and position themselves beside their sons so they could intervene if Martin and Ashton went at each other. "Nice to meet you, Ashton," Martin said extending his hand out to his new brother. "Nice to finally meet you too Martin," Ashton said shaking Martin's hand. "Not one tear," Martin said arching and eyebrow, the tone of his voice very serious and filled with warning. "Never," Ashton said clearly understanding his brother's meaning. "I promise." Chevonne went over and put an arm around her husband the other arm around her brother and gave each of them a kiss on the cheek. She had never been so happy in her life and she felt so blessed to have her entire family there to share in her happiness. It was while everyone was watching Ashton and Chevonne dance that Martin spotted Evelyn talking to a man that could only be Ashton's older brother, he looked so much like Ashton. He made his way over to speak to her. "Hey, baby," he said putting his arms around her waist and kissing her on the neck watching the other man as he did so. The Stand-In Girlfriend Ch. 14-15 "Excuse me a moment Spencer," Evelyn said. "I need to speak with Martin. "Alright," Spencer said, "I'll watching and waiting for you." "What does he mean, he'll be watching and waiting for you?" Martin asked as he and Evelyn moved away from Spencer. "I know you told him I'm your man." "Why would I tell him a lie like that Martin?" Evelyn replied. "You haven't been my man since the first day we started seeing each other." "Don't take that attitude with me, Evelyn," Martin said. "You knew that I wasn't looking for a serious commitment when we started dating. I told you that." "Yes, you did," Evelyn said, "and like many women before me thought I could change your mind and get you to fall in love with me. For some stupid reason I thought I found a man that was worth the effort." "What do you mean "was" worth the effort?" Martin asked. "You know that you and I have a unique relationship and I'm just sowing my oats and the moment I'm ready to settle down you're my girl." "And you expect me to be faithful to you while you "sow your oats?" Evelyn asked. "I'm a man baby," Martin said. "That's the way it works. We men get our wildness out and the women we love waits patiently for our return knowing that we're ready to settle down because we've done it all and we'll be faithful to our wives." Evelyn started laughing. "I know your father didn't teach you no shit like that," she said. "because your mother wouldn't have put up with that." "No, my father didn't teach me that," Martin said, "but the person who did teach it to me told me it was the reason why his marriage lasted so long and was going so strong." "Who fed you that load of bull?" Evelyn asked. "Your Uncle Walter," Martin said. "You listened to my Uncle Walter?" Evelyn said. "Yes," Martin said. "He and your Aunt have been together for over thirty years. So I know he knows what he's talking about." "My Uncle Walter is gay, Martin," Evelyn said as she tried to keep herself from laughing out loud. "and he's never been married. The woman you've seen him with is a friend of his that he brings over whenever he visit's the family trying to keep the fact that he's gay a secret. But everyone knows that he has no interest in women. The family has known for almost twenty years that he's gay. We haven't told him because we want him to tell us when he's ready to let us know." "You're lying," Martin said shocked by what he was hearing. "Why would I lie to you about something like that?" Evelyn asked. "How long have you been taking advice from my Uncle Walter?" "Come on lets go somewhere and talk," Martin said ignoring her question. "No," Evelyn said. "We're no longer a couple. I'm tired of you and your trifling ways and I refuse to deal with them any longer. You go sow your wild oats and continue taking dating tips from gay a man. I'll be looking for me a man that wants the same thing I want, a real relationship." "And you think you're going to find it with Ashton's brother?" Martin asked. "I don't know what I'm going to find with Spencer," Evelyn said, "but I'm going to have a hell of a time finding out. Just like you did with Katrina." Martin had been busted. "How did you know about her?" he asked. "I went to the mall to do some shopping," Evelyn said, "and I saw a skank and a louse together. I got the message then and I decided I deserved better and I'm going to look for it. Later Martin. Hm, hm, hm taking dating advice about how to treat a woman from a gay man." Evelyn chuckled as she left Martin standing in the garden and went back inside where Spencer appeared by her side the moment she walked into the into the garden. CHAPTER 15 "Where're we going?" Chevonne asked Ashton as he pulled her down onto his lap after they boarded a private plane and the pilot said it was safe for them to unbuckle their seatbelts. "Ireland," Ashton said kissing her on her neck. "Ireland," Chevonne said getting excited. "I've never been to Ireland before. "You're going to love it," Ashton said getting up and taking her by the hand and leading her to the back of the plane. "I reserved a private castle for us." "A castle," Chevonne said not believing him. "You're kidding." "Nope," Ashton said, "we'll have it all to ourselves. it's my wedding present to you. My way of making up for the way I brought you to London." "Where are you taking me?" Chevonne asked when they stopped at a door. "I have another present I want to give you," Ashton said opening the door. Chevonne was surprised to see that it was a bedroom. "We can't do that here," Chevonne said her voice just above a whisper. "Someone might come back here." "This is a private plane, Chevonne," Ashton said, "no one is on this plane but you, me, a flight attendant, the pilot and the co-pilot and they've been instructed that they're not to come back here unless they're called for. I assure you the crew is very good at following instructions." Ashton picked Chevonne up and carried her over the threshold, over to the bed and gently laid her down onto the bed. He leaned down and kissed her gently on the lips. "Do you know what my present to you is going to be?" he asked slowly untying his tie. "What?" Chevonne asked her body beginning to warm as she watched her husband slowly remove his tie. "You're going to become a member of the Mile High Club your first time out," Ashton said tossing his tie aside, leaning over to place a kiss on Chevonne's lips. "You are so crazy," Chevonne said leaning up to anxiously accept Ashton's kiss. "But I don't think you're going to be able to do what you want to do. "Why not?" Ashton asked. "Please don't tell me you've started your cycle." "No," Chevonne said hitting him lightly on his chest, "but we did forget something." "What?" Ashton asked a worried look on his face. "We forgot to stop by Fort Knox to pick up my coochie," Chevonne said. Ashton fell onto the bed covered his mouth and started laughing. "You're going to pay for that," he said to Chevonne rolling over on top of her. "You've got to be gentle with me," Chevonne cooed. "Don't forget I'm a newbie." "I'm going to be very gentle with you," Ashton said as he kissed her gently on the lips. "I don't want your first time to be something you regret. I want it to be something we'll both talk about for years to come.' "Oh, really now," Chevonne said arching her neck giving Ashton better access as he placed butterfly kisses everywhere his lips touched. "Yes, really," Ashton replied kissing her lips as he unbutton her blouse. "You know undressing you is like unwrapping a present." "You are getting something that's never been used," Chevonne remarked. "And you're getting something that has been trained to please you in every way," Ashton said. "I thought he was only as good as the man guiding him," Chevonne said. "Oh, is that what you heard?" Ashton said liking his wife's playful banter. "Yes, that is what I've heard," Chevonne said. "Are you going to tell me it isn't true." "I'm not going to tell you that," Ashton said amazed at how Chevonne's playfulness was turning him on. "I know that he's only as good as his handler." "And are you a good handler Ashton?" Chevonne teased slipping her blouse off and easing her bra straps off her shoulder. "Oh, yes," Ashton said leaning over and giving Chevonne a passionate kiss, "I'm a very good handler." "Well, I'm ready to be handled," Chevonne said reaching down and running her hand over the front of his pants. "Are you sure you're a virgin?" Ashton asked arching and eyebrow. "Yes," Chevonne said unbuttoning his pants and slowly lowering the zipper. "I've been waiting for years to find out what it's going to feel like to have a man that loves me make love to me. So forgive me if I'm a little anxious." "I like you being anxious," Ashton said feeling his body heat up as Chevonne slowly lowered his pants down his hips. "Your being anxious for me makes me anxious for you. Very, very anxious for you," he said as he eased her bra down revealing her breasts to him. "Are you going to kiss them or take a picture," Chevonne teased rubbing her breasts, then pushing them together and up towards Ashton, enjoying the passion that appeared in his eyes as he looked at her. "I love a bossy woman," Ashton said leaning over and kissing her nipples enjoying the way they seemed to perk up as he did so. "Oh, baby," Chevonne moaned taking in a breath, "You're only kissing my nipples and you're making me tingle all over." "How does this make you feel?" Ashton asked taking one of her nipples into his mouth and grazing it with his teeth. "Oh, my goodness," Chevonne hissed almost jumping off the bed reacting to what Ashton had done. "I didn't know you were into torture." "I wouldn't torture you baby," Ashton said his hand slipping under her skirt, into her panties into her womanhood smiling at the wetness that soaked his fingers. "You're wet." "It's your fault," Chevonne said. "I know," Ashton said slipping her panties down her legs, over her shoes tossing them aside to join his tie down on the floor. "I want to completely unwrap my gift," Ashton said as he took off all of Chevonne's clothes leaving her totally nude before him. All the air seemed to leave Ashton's body as he looked down at the chocolate goddess that laid before him. She was perfect. Her skin was smooth and soft, her firm breast seemed to call out for his touch. Her small waist and beautiful hips made the gift even more tempting. "Like what you see?" Chevonne asked as his eyes roamed up and down her body. "What does this tell you?" Ashton asked tearing off all of his clothes throwing them down on the floor with Chevonne's, standing before his wife in all of his naked glory letting her get her fill." "Like what you see?" he asked running his hand down his tight abs bringing Chevonne's attention to his erection gripping it tightly, then stroking it. Chevonne couldn't take her eyes off her husband. The man was built like a Greek god. His chest was wide and rippled and her fingers itched to touch him and run her fingers over his body to see if it was has hard as it looked. She took in every inch of him and the only thing she could think was he's all mine. Her eyes continue down until they came to rest on his erect, hard, eight and half inch penis. She swallowed loud and hard. "You're not afraid are you?" Ashton asked slowly approaching her still stroking himself. "My little wild, cocky woman isn't going to disappear on me now is she?" Chevonne didn't speak her eyes still trained on the pole coming out of his center wondering what was she going to do with it. "Touch me," Ashton ordered stopping in front of her. "What!" Chevonne almost screamed. "Touch me." "I don't know," Chevonne said looking at his cock as if it was a wild animal ready to attack her. " Touch me," Ashton said his voice more insistent this time. Chevonne raised her hand up and slowly wrapped it around Ashton's penis. When he moaned at her touch she pulled her hand away thinking she had hurt him. "I'm alright," Ashton assured her. "I moaned because the way your body jumped when I gave you a little nip on your breast, your hand did the same thing to my body when you touched me." "I have that much power?" Chevonne asked her voice filled with awe. "Yes," Ashton replied. "Because I have that much love and need for you. Touch me again." Chevonne wrapped her hand around him again and again Ashton moaned. "That feels so good Chevonne. I love your hands on my body. Now without removing your hand come up here and kiss me. Chevonne came up on her knees leaned over and kissed Ashton. As she did Ashton's hands went around her waist, slid down to her bottom and he held a cheek in each hand making Chevonne moan. "I love when you touch me," she said. "What about when I do this?" he asked as he lowered his lips down to her ribs, kissing them moving slowly down to her stomach, as his hands moved down and covered her core. His touch sent a tremble through Chevonne's body causing her to tighten her hold on him and a hiss to escape her lips. "You're dripping," Ashton said. "That means you're ready for me." Chevonne froze. "I'm not going to hurt you," Ashton said assuring her. "I'm going to take good care of you, Chevonne," he said moving back up her body, kissing her neck as his hands continued roaming all over her body. "Trust me." "I do trust you," Chevonne said. "I'm just nervous." "Trust me to make our first time together good for both of us," Ashton said slipping a finger into her channel causing her to tighten around his finger, throw her head back, arching her breast pushing them towards him. "Ah, baby you're so tight," Ashton said leaning over to kiss her breasts. "I can't wait until I'm buried deep inside of you so you can hug my cock like that." Ashton slipped another finger into her. Chevonne's moan grew louder. "Relax baby," Ashton said as he began to slide his fingers in and out of her core. "You'll enjoy our love making much more if you don't tense up, just enjoy what I'm doing to you. Just relax and let the waves of passion you feel care you wherever they want to take you." Chevonne did as her, husband instructed and let the waves of passion take her wherever they wanted to. Ashton slipped in another finger and sped up the movement of his fingers. Chevonne felt the waves began to grow bigger and suddenly his fingers weren't enough to fill her. She wanted them to go deeper into her, so she could ride them and they could put out the fire building inside her. "I need something more Ashton," she said her voice almost pleading. "I need something more." "I've got what you need," Ashton said removing his fingers and laying Chevonne down on the bed and positioning himself between her legs. "Open your eyes Chevonne," he demanded. Chevonne opened her eyes. Ashton leaned over and kissed her. "I can't do anything about the pain you're going to feel," he said, "if I could I would take it for you." "I know," Chevonne said. "Just don't go slow." "Are you sure?" "Yes, she hissed." Ashton leaned over and brought his lips down upon Chevonne's. He kissed her hoping she felt all the love and passion he felt for her and she kissed him returning all the love and passion she felt for him. As he kissed her Ashton eased his penis into her core. She was wet, tight and warm making him want to dive into her but he didn't want to hurt her. So he eased himself into her as far as he could until he came to her hymen, then he wrapped his arms around her and thrust forward filling her completely. Chevonne gasped and a tear formed in the corner of her eye, she closed her eyes and the tear rolled down her cheek. "I'm so sorry," Ashton said kissing the tear away. "I'm fine," Chevonne bringing her hand up to stroke his cheek assuring him. They laid on the bed staring at each other taking in the contours and uniqueness of the other's face as if they were seeing each other for the first time. "You're so beautiful," they said in unison. "You feel sooooo good," Chevonne said tightening herself around him. "You keep that up you're going to end this before we get started," Ashton said. "You better get a move on then," Chevonne said. Ashton smile cocky woman was back. "You think you're ready to handle this?" "I'm more than ready," Chevonne said giving him another squeeze as she rotated her hips against him. Ashton put a hump in his back and pushed forward, "You still think you're more than ready," he asked after hearing her gasp. "Do that again," Chevonne said. Ashton did it again. Chevonne tightened herself around him making him moan. "Chevonne you're cheating." "No, I'm not," Chevonne said. "I'm going for my first orgasm." "I'm not ready," Ashton said. "Your body says you're lying," Chevonne said squeezing him again. "You're going to pay for that," Ashton said as he gave in to the wave of passion washing over him sped up his movements." "I'll pay as long as you promise not to stop," Chevonne said her teeth clenched toghether, increasing her own movements and gripping Ashton's penis with her vagina each time he thrust forward. "You feel soooooooo good." "Only because you're driving me crazy," Ashton said pushing his erection into her as far as he could. "Damn woman you're good at this. Keep squeezing me. I love it when you do that." "You keep filling me like you do and I'll keep squeezing," Chevonne a shiver running through her body as Ashton's manhood rubbed against the walls of her channel. They both became lost in their love making as they tried to climb to the top of the mountain of passion standing between them and the reward they knew was waiting for them on the other side. "I want to let go Ashton," Chevonne said her voice coming out in short pants the urge to give in to her orgasm overwhelming her. "I want to let go." "Let go baby," Ashton told her, "I'm right there with you." As they both fell over the top of the mountain together Chevonne buried her face in Ashton's neck and screamed her release hoping the flight crew didn't hear her. Ashton not caring who heard him making love to his wife shouted words of love telling her how good it felt to be inside of her, as his orgasm flowed through his body and filled Chevonne's channel. "You little minx," Ashton said as he rolled them over so that Chevonne was on top so that he didn't crush her with his weight. "Did I do something wrong?" Chevonne asked innocently. "You know you didn't," Ashton said giving her a pat on her bottom. "You made me lose control." "Was that a bad thing?" Chevonne asked smiling innocently. "No," Ashton said kissing her. "It wasn't a bad thing at all. I'm going to call the captain and find out how long before we land. We might have time for another go round." Ashton picked up the phone and called the captain. As he hung it up he started laughing. "What's so funny?" Chevonne asked. "We've been on the ground for ten minutes," Ashton said. "You're kidding," Chevonne said. "Why didn't someone tell us?" "The captain said he didn't want to disturb us in case we were busy," Ashton said. "I'm never going to live this down," Chevonne said pulling a pillow over her face." "You have nothing to be ashamed of," Ashton said. "There's nothing wrong with shagging your husband. I'm just sorry I didn't keep my promise about making you a member of the mile high club your first time out." "You'll just have to make it up to me on the flight home," Chevonne said pulling his face towards her's for a kiss. "I'll definitely give it my best effort," Ashton said. "I'll give it my best effort." "I love you, Mr. Bishop," Chevonne said. "I love you too, Mrs. Bishop," Ashton replied.