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A Piece of Candi

By: SinsiousSiren



I arrived home early, hoping to get a quick shower and sleep for a few hours before my wife got home. As I walked up to the back door from the carport, I saw a note taped to it. It was from Candi. She was my best friend's wife and I had crushed on her since college. Fuck, she was hot! Perfect boobs for fucking and an awesomely shaped ass that I wanted to pound the fuck out of! My wife wouldn't let me fuck her ass, but god!, I had a fetish for it. 

I ripped the note from the door,     

  Brett,      

Meet me at the park. I need you. Doug is out of town and I need some one to take care of my hot, wet, swollen, needy pussy and ass. Please Brett, I want your cock in my ass. I'll be waiting.       

Candi      

xoxox

What the fuck! This has to be a joke! I was glad that my wife hadn't beaten me home and read it, she would have shit! I hurried inside, adjusting my swelling tool as I dug my cell out of my pocket and fingered the keys to call Candi.

Her voice was vixen when she answered, "I take it you got my note."

"FUCK YES! What the hell, are you serious?" I asked in desperation, trying to get my pants over my hard member and get in the shower.

"Yes Brett," she saucily whispered in my ear, "I want some one to penetrate my ass, my pussy is so horny, and you are the one to do it for me. Dougie won't fuck me that way, but Brett, I know you will. Do I have to beg?" I couldn't take her sexual filled pouty voice. 

"Why the park Candi? Can't we meet some where else?"

"I want to get fucked in the park, in the racquetball court. It was so much fun there last summer."

"God Candi, we almost got caught!"

"I don't care! I want you, and I need you there. Shoved in my ass, not just your fingers, but your hot, hard meat!"

I couldn't take it any more, and turned the cold water up before stepping in the shower, "What time Candi?"

"How soon can you get away? My batteries are dying in my anal vibe." 

She moaned, my god, she was serious.

"Twenty minutes." I stammered.

"Oh yes, yes, oh god yes! OH, BRETT! ahh!"

"CANDI!?"

"Oh Brett, yes baby! I'll..." she took a deep breath, softly moaning as she released it, "Yes Brett, I'll see you in twenty." she had caught her breath, but was still soft spoken, "I'll see you in a little while. Bye Brett." the phone went dead. 

I tossed it on the sink and hopped into that cold, fucking shower! I had to, or else I would have shot off all over the walls. I'm good for one, maybe two a night, at my age, and the stamina that goes with it, but if I would have shot it off now, I knew I was done for.

I left a note for Bev, my wife, telling her I was going to Doug's. I wasn't going to lie to her, I just wasn't telling her what I was going for. Overall, I hoped to hell that was where I would end up, fucking Candi's sweet ass in their bed. Too bad we couldn't make it a 4some, but I didn't think my wife would go for it, much less Doug.

I still wanted to look good for Candi, no matter how short this sex session was going to be. I wanted something that was easy off and on, so I threw on a pair of loose jeans and a tank top, along with some cologne.

I busted my ass to get to the park, and pulled up to a dark, empty parking lot with in five minutes of the said meeting time. Headlights flashed behind me and my heart raced. God, were we really going to do this? *** Last summer when I pinned Candi in the shadows of the court, we had been playing a game of hand ball, after a company picnic, that had gone late into the evening, and I couldn't help but tease her. 

She had on that damn short skirt and see through panties. Every time she bent over to smack the ball, she flashed that beautiful tight pussy and ass in my direction. The last time she did it, she was close enough for me to grab her, and I shoved her into the shadows, forcing her up into the wall, separating her legs with mine, and shoving my hand under her skirt. 

I fervently worked my fingers into her wet cunt while my mouth took hers. She forced up into me with both, fucking my hand and moaning into my mouth, her massive tits shoved into my sweaty chest. Where Doug was through all of this, fuck if I knew, or cared. I had a piece of Candi, and it was sweet. *** I felt myself get hard as I thought about our former tryst. A tap came on my glass, jarring me from my lustful memories.

Candi stood there, draped in the closest thing to see through she could get on, and it was barely enough to cover her well-trimmed pussy. I opened the car door and she practically pulled me out, drawing me to her.

"OH BRETT!" her lips were on mine and I couldn't resist tightening my arms around her and forcing my tongue to entwine hers. She took my hand and put it between her legs, she was sopping wet, and I rubbed every inch of her naked lips, soaking my hand with her juice.

"God Candi!" I muttered through her tightened lips. 

"Brett, I need you. Please, fuck me. I need some attention. Please Brett!" she bit at my lips as she spoke through her kiss.

"Yes, Candi, I want you too. God I have wanted you for so long! Last summer wasn't enough for me baby."

"I want you Brett, more than just tonight!"

I drew back from her, knowing this was insane, but I wasn't going to give up the one thing I had wished for, for the last fifteen years. She pulled my hand from her wetness and licked my finger.

"Good God Candi! IF you don't stop, I'm going to bend you over the hood of my car and fuck your ass right here!"

"NO, it has to be in the shadows, like we were before." she pulled away from me and drug me towards the courts. I was glad it was a warm rainy night, that meant no one would be playing and the lights wouldn't be on at the courts.

She pulled me into the shadows and quickly undid my jeans. I don't know if she was that horny or didn't want to get busted. I took her hands, placing them on my chest.

"Woah, slow down, my cock isn't going anywhere but inside you."

"I'm just, I want you so bad."she whined with exasperation. 

"Why here Candi?" I watched her eyes, trying to understand her motive.

"Because, I had this fantasy that you would fuck me here, finish what we started last year. I have wanted you so much since then." 

"Then why wait until now? You know how I have felt about you since the beginning."

"Because I didn't think you would."

"Fuck Candi, I would fuck you in front of Doug given the chance!"

"Then fuck me Brett!"

Suddenly, my jeans dropped and her hands were on my rod. I was already as engorged as I thought I could get, until I felt something warm sliding up and down with her hands.

"Umm, Candi, that feels so good." I leaned into the wall, letting her prepare me.

"Brett." I looked at her, the dim light lit her beautiful, wanting face, I wanted to kiss her again. "Please be gentle at first, just till I get used to your size, then I want it full throttle."

"Candi, wouldn't it be better if..." She put her lubed fingers to my lips, leaving her scent behind. Damn! She smelled so good. I wanted to push her into the wall, bend down, and eat the hell out of her. 

By the time my mini movie of eating her hot pussy played through my head, she had turned around, braced herself against the other wall, and wiggled up against my cockhead. Candi wasn't playing, she wanted me in her ass.

There was no eating pussy, licking her tight little puckered hole, nothing, just slam her ass like I had always wanted to.

"Brett," she looked at me, wanting, "Don't make me wait."

I grabbed her hips and positioned myself to her. She reached around, spreading her ass cheeks for my pleasure. I could see her little sphincter expand as it invited me inside. 

I slid in slowly, not sure how used to doing this Candi was, but found her perfectly tight. She moaned, so I knew I was doing something right. She had lubed me up good, or her ass was one, because I slid in and out with ease. After I got used to her, and knew that she wasn't going to resist me, I quickened my pace.

I felt her body quiver and she bucked back at me."Brett, harder, faster, I'm not afraid."

I pulled her hair from her back and slid it to her shoulder, she was angled so perfect, that I could hold her close and stroke her naked breasts, biting her neck. 

She reached behind and took my other hand form her hip, putting it between her legs. She withered as I teased her hard, little clit, and she worked her hand with mine while I moved in and out of her ass. 

"Harder Brett, fuck me as hard as you would if I was on my back and you were in my pussy!"

"Baby, I want to fuck your pussy and your ass. You know How much I love your body!"

"Then fuck me like you want it! Like you have always wanted me Brett." 

The glint in her eye was beyond anything I had ever seen from the woman. She wanted it hot, hard and heavy. She braced her hands on the wall and forced hard against me, impaling herself on my shaft. She was fucking me hard with her tight lovely ass and I was loving it.

I pulled my hands away and put them on her hips, forcing into her as hard as I could. She moaned, almost screaming. "Candi, baby, we're in public, remember!" I desperately whispered to her.

"I know, but I can't help it Brett! OH GOD!" she quivered under me and I knew she was closer to coming. I also knew when she came, it was massive, and I was going to get wet!

"Brett, I want to be your Bitch, your pretty little ass bitch!"

I was pushing her hard, she was returning every stroke with as much force as I was giving her. "MY BITCH?" it rather threw me off my pace.

She panted, still forcing me deep and looked back at me. "Yes, your ass bitch."

"Candi I can't call you my bitch! I love you too much for that."

"Just, ohh, just play the game Brett. I want to be your bitch! Pull my hair and ride my ass and call me your bitch!"

I slapped the side of her ass, she gasped. I pulled her hair off her shoulder and entangled my arm into it, I love her long hair. I wanted to entangle myself in it sleeping in the bed next to her. That would be a day to cherish. I did as she asked, and played the game.

She ground into me and I felt myself jerk, it was getting close, I was going to explode before long. "BRETT!"

I pulled her hair back, pulling her to me and bit at her shoulder, "Yes, my beautiful sexy bitch, I'm going to fuck your ass so hard you're going to beg me to do it every night. I'm going to make you my ass slave bitch!"

"Oh yes Brett, yes," she panted hard, "Don't stop!" 

Her moaning brought out some animalistic beast inside me and I forced harder.

"My pretty little ass slut," I bit her again, leaving a mark, "are you ready for me to fill you tight little ass with my come, fuck you until you scream again and then eat you till you piss on me!"

"My god Brett! You wouldn't dare!"

"Try me Bitch!" I shoved up into her until I bottomed out, and I think I hurt her because of her reaction. My balls hit her pussy and it was soaked, she whimpered, but it wasn't the same as before. I knew I hurt her then, but I was into the moment and couldn't stop myself. 

I pushed to the hilt of my swollen meat and felt myself tighten, ready to spit every drop of jism from my body into her asshole. 

"You wanted me to fuck you this way," I know I heard her crying then, "I'm going to give you what the hell you wanted Bitch!" My animal instincts took over and I let her have all I could give, ripping her apart.

Two more strokes into her and she cried out, spilling fluids all over me, bringing me over the edge. I shot my load up her ass, feeling her jar as I did. I stroked her as hard as I could, unloading, and then slowed down, easing out the last of my cream inside of her. 

I gathered her up next to me, holding her close, caressing her soaked nether regions, bringing her sweetness up to my lips, savoring her scent and flavor. She pushed back to me, and I slipped from her, my softening cock falling between us. 

I kissed the shoulder I had bitten, and tasted the salt of tears and blood. I heard her whimper then, soft cries came from deep in her throat. I tightened my arms around her, drawing every bit of her body to mine.

to be continued...

A Piece of Candi Ch. 02



I let go of her long enough to pull my pants up and fasten them. Then I picked her up and held her to me, she was so quiet. 

I had loved Candi since college, if I hurt her, I would never forgive myself. "Candi, baby, I'm sorry, did I hurt you?" She sobbed, holding tightly to me, pushing back into my chest. "I didn't want to hurt you. Did I hurt you?" She buried herself into my shoulder and threw her arms around me, still crying. 

"Brett," she whispered, "I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have asked you to do this." 

"Candi, I love you." I whispered, kissing the top of her head.

"That's why I shouldn't have asked you to do this. Especially here."

"I thought that was part of the challenge, sexing you in public, and avoiding Doug and Bev." She wept harder then, tightening her grip. I knew something was wrong then, and it wasn't from what we had done. 

"Candice, talk to me." I whispered, "Come on baby, there's nothing that you can tell me that will change my mind about us." I carried her over to a bench that was dimly lit by the streetlight and held her on my lap. 

"I love you Brett. I love you so much." She sniveled and looked at me, her face wet. I wiped her face, kissing her lightly, she shook as she spoke, there was fear in her eyes, like she was loosing everything in the world. 

"I'm sorry Brett, I can't do this, I can't!" she pushed away from me and struggled to get up, straightening out her skirt, "I Love you Brett!" she took off running across the grass towards her car, trying to hold her skirt down in one hand, and her heels in the other. 

I sat dumbfounded for a moment and finally realized that she was getting away. I jumped from the bench and raced toward our cars. She was starting to pull away when I caught up to her. "STOP! Candi, stop!" I pounded on the window of the driver's door.

"No Brett, I love you, I can't lie to you any more!" she sped off, squealing her tires. 

***

She knew I would follow her and I arrived at her home not long after she did. The front door was still open, so I let myself in, locking it behind me. She was in the shower when I walked into their room. I didn't want to scare her so I hollered into the bathroom that I was there.

"I know you are Brett." she peeked from the shower door, "Give me a few minutes."

I went back to the bedroom and sat in the chair that was adjacent to the window and the bed. The light in the room was soft and when she came out wrapped in a towel, I could see her long hair clinging to her skin. 

She didn't say a word, just slipped the towel off and hung it back up on the rack just beyond the bathroom door, then slipped into the sheets. I watched her intently, not knowing if I should follow her or not. I knew I wanted to, and I had waited a lifetime to be in that position. 

"Brett?"

"Yes Candi?"

"Make love to me," she whispered. I could see the passion in her eyes as I crossed the room, closing in on the bed. 

I slid from my clothes and under the sheets with her, cuddling up behind her. She snuggled against me and for the first time, I felt the woman beneath me that I always wanted. "Brett. I don't want to be your bitch. I want to be more," she said, looking back at me.

"I want you to be more, Candi." I stroked her face, gently tracing her cheekbones. I kissed her softly and she rolled to me. We held each other, kissing and caressing. I wasn't going to waist this moment. I had waited too long to get hasty, besides, I had already fucked her once this night, this time, I was going to show her how much I loved her.

She reached down, taking my semi in her hand and massaged me, bring me to my full hardness. Her lips still locked to mine, she whispered again, "make love to me Brett."

I was all too ready to comply, and eased between her legs, letting my manhood caress her thigh and find her soft lower lips. I was in no rush to take her quickly, and I purposely felt the softness of her rose caress me. 

She pushed up to me, offering her love, and I slipped in, letting the feeling of her body etch into my mind. She was soft and supple; her wetness was overwhelming to my senses, as was the heat that came from her kiss and body. I held her close and we moved together as one. Making love to her felt so right. I knew that was where I belonged, in her arms, in her life, in her love. 

***

We were sitting in her kitchen eating breakfast when I noticed a small stack of papers folded up on the table. They lay just right, and I could tell they were legal documents. I was curious to know what they were and asked Candi when she came to sit down. 

"They are my divorce papers." she was so matter of fact about it.

"Divorce papers?"

"Yes. Doug's and my divorce was finalized last week." She looked at me over her coffee cup.

"Why didn't you tell me all of this?" I glanced at her, confused.

"I promised to keep his secret if he agreed to give me the house and the alimony. And I got what I wanted, as long as I didn't say anything to you until after the divorce was final."

"What do I have to do with it? Besides last night?"

She looked at me, "You really don't know do you?"

"Don't know what?"

"About Doug and Bev?" her voice was so serious.

"What about them?"

She took a deep breath and put her cup down, "The reason that we divorced was because he and Bev have been fucking each other for the last three years."

"WHAT! MY wife has been fucking your husband, my best friend, for three years! And you knew!""

"Yes, right under your nose, in your bed."

I must have looked pretty stupid sitting there in front of her, my mouth gaping open.

"Doug wanted to be with Bev, and I told him that if he slept with her, it was over between us. I didn't find out until about six months ago." She motioned outside, "The only reason I did, was because I walked in on them in the pool house." she paused, "There's more to it, so much more."

I slumped back on my chair and just stared at her, "So tell me, how much more."

"Brett, Doug stopped loving me ages ago. He knows how I feel about you. He knows how much you love me, and I want to be with you. So I made to a deal keep quiet in order to get the divorce."

Candi got up and walked to the window, looking outside, she turned at looked at me, "I wanted to see how you truly felt about me, if you would do anything for me because you loved me. Do you know the only reason Doug married me in the first place was to keep me away from you."

"What the fuck?"

Candi walked back to the breakfast bar and sat down in the chair across from me. I couldn't believe my ears.

"Did you know this when you married him?"

"No, I thought he loved me, like I loved him, but after the first five years, our marriage fell apart. He constantly reminded me that I was the trophy that he won from you." She looked away, "Hell, Brett, none of this makes sense to me. All I know that now, we can be together like we were meant to be." She reached for my hand and I withdrew from her. "Brett?"

I got up and left her sitting at the breakfast bar, not knowing how to react. I was pissed and hurt, feeling betrayed by her of all people. Why hadn't she told me from the beginning? I went back to the bedroom and put my clothes on. I was tying my shoelaces when she came in to stand by the door.

"I'm sorry Brett." her voice was so tender, it ripped right through my heart like an arrow.

All I could do was look at her. I had to think, had to get away. I stood up and pushed past her as I walked out the door. She came behind me as I walked out the front door."Brett?"

I turned to look at her, as angry as I was, I couldn't help but love the woman. "I'll call you later." was all I could think to say.

I saw her wipe a tear from her cheek as I backed the car out of the driveway.

As I drove, I thought of our night together, the warmth of her body, the tenderness of her kiss, the animal she was at the racquetball court. God how I loved fucking her, and then making love to her later that night. We weren't cheating, it was legit. I could love her fully, and no one could tell me any different. 

I was still pissed about Doug. I could have been married to her for the last fifteen years, and been happy. She could have bore my children, and we could have been traveling and making love in exotic places! The more I thought about it, the more pissed off I was at Doug.

I drove to the house and left the car in the driveway. I stood there at the front door, wondering if he was there in my bed, with my wife. I unlocked the door and quietly shut it behind me, making my way to the bedroom. I heard giggling and squealing coming from upstairs. 'Son of a bitch!' I said under my breath as opened the bedroom door. 

There they were, tied up with each other, Doug fucking my wife from behind. They were so wrapped up in the midst of orgasm, they didn't even hear me enter the room.I stood there for a good five minutes watching them. He held her tits tightly in his hands to keep her against him in an almost standing position. She was braced against the headboard ramming back on his cock. 

I couldn't believe my eyes, no wonder she wouldn't let me fuck her in the ass, it was the way he fucked her! She was moaning and begging him to fuck her harder, both still oblivious to my presence. I slammed the door on purpose and went back to the kitchen.

"Bev, don't worry about seeing the lawyer, I'll get Andrew to file my divorce papers, and believe me, and you won't have a pot to piss in when I get done. Brett" Was the note I left on the table.

Three fucking years! THREE! On top of that, I could have been with Candi for the last fifteen! I don't know what pissed me off more, the wasted years I missed with the woman I loved, or the sheer fact that I was blind to my wife fucking my best friend. Some best friend!



A Piece of Candi Ch. 03



I sat at the park debating my life. Yes, I had loved Candi since college, and yes, there was no way I was going to let go of her now that I had her. I was still extremely pissed off because I was so blind to what my wife had been doing to me all these years with Doug, and hurting Candi through it all. Right now, I was more pissed off at myself than anything. 

I drove back to Candi, thinking about how much I had hurt her earlier when I walked out on her, and wanted to apologize for my actions. I pulled into the driveway and parked behind her car. After some deliberation, I walked back to the front door and rang the bell. She didn't answer, so I rang it again. Finally, she came to the door. Her face was red, eyes were puffy, and her cheeks tear stained. 

"What do you want?" she coldly stated.

"I want to apologize." I smiled at her; unsure of how she would accept me, but she moved away from the door and allowed me inside.

Candi walked back to the living room and sat down in her favorite chair. I sat across from her on the footstool and took her hand.

"I'm sorry baby. It was such a shock." She looked at me. How could I apologize enough?

"Where did you go?" she finally asked.

"Back to the house." I looked at the floor and then back at her, "You were right, I saw it with my own eyes."

"Oh Brett, I'm so sorry." she whispered, running her hand down my cheek.

"You know what, as pissed off as I am, I'm not sorry that I did."

"What do you mean?" she furrowed her brow.

"I was mad because you didn't tell me when you found out. But I'm not mad at you for doing what you thought was right. I'm upset because I was too blind to see what was going on with my life. This explains why Bev's and my relationship hasn't been the same for a long time. I just thought it was my job." Candi waited patiently while I explained. "I'm not mad at you baby, I could never be angry with you. I'm pissed off at myself." I kissed her lightly, "I left Bev a note, and told her I would filing for the divorce. And she's not getting anything if I can help it."

"But Brett, we already, I mean, us," she pointed between us, "won't that cause a problem."

"She has to prove that I did, and only you and I know that we made love. I, on the other hand, saw her and Doug together, and have proof on my PDA." I shook my phone in the air.

"You didn't!" she gasped. 

"I did." I felt a wicked smile creep over my lips.

"Can I see?" 

"Are you sure you want to Candi?"

"Why not, I'm not with Doug anymore. It may be fun to watch him get busted." Talk about your wicked smiles, hers was devilish!

I maneuvered the controls on my phone and brought up the video, "I've already sent it to Andrew, so if it gets deleted from my phone, he has a copy to go with the divorce decree."

"Oh damn Brett! You didn't?"

"Yes. On the way back over here to you, I talked to him and sent him the file. He's going to handle the proceedings."

She took the phone from me and pushed play. She was astonished at the sight that I had seen earlier.

"And do you know, I stood there and took this, and they didn't even acknowledge my presence." I tapped the small screen then looked up at her. 

"You're kidding me?" slipped from her lips in astonishment.

"No. Watch." I pointed to the small screen.

Candi sat there watching them fuck. Her eyes were glued to the screen. Shaking her head, she handed me back the phone, telling me she had seen enough, which wasn't even half of what I had filmed, and turned it off. I looked at her again. I don't know if it was disgust or hate that held her expression. About that time it rang, it was Bev.

"Maybe you should answer it," she paused, "do you want some privacy."

"No baby, anything that I need to say, can be said in front of you." I touched her hand, clasping it in mine.

I answered it, putting it on speaker.

Bev was hysterical, "What do you mean you're divorcing me? What the hell does it mean I'm not getting anything?"

"Exactly what I said. You have Doug now, he can provide you with all that you ever fucking wanted."

"No he can't, he still has Candi!"

"No, their divorce was finalized, he's free to fuck you when ever he pleases, and you're soon to be free to fuck him at your leisure."

"What?" she screamed.

"Come on Bev, don't play dumb. You know you were the demise of Doug's and Candice's marriage."

"No. I mean, he talked about it, but I didn't think he was serious." She sounded serious. 

"Yes. In fact, I saw their divorce papers. Doug agreed to her terms for the divorce, and now, you and he are free to fuck when ever you please."

"What?" Her voice was distracted from the phone, she was speaking to Doug, and then turned her attention back to me, "You can't do this Brett, there's no way you can prove anything!"

I cut her short, "I can and I will. I have proof of your infidelity."

"My infidelity?" she snapped, as if she was going to accuse me of something.

"Yes. I saw you with my own eyes, in my own house, in what used to be our bed. Not an hour ago!"

"You son of a bitch!"

"Don't talk about my mother that way." I replied angrily at her. 

Candi sat listening, trying not to say anything, but I knew she wanted too, I could tell by the look on her face. 

I continued talking in a smooth tone, "Beverly, you shouldn't put yourself in such compromising positions. If I were you, next time you fuck Doug, perhaps you should lock the bedroom door, or be more alert to your surroundings."

"I never!" she responded quickly.

"Yes, you did." I pushed some buttons on the phone and sent her the same video I had shown Candi.

"What's this?" she asked through the phone as she received the video file.

"The compromising position that you were in earlier. And by the way, I sent it to Andrew already, so don't try to deny it."

"I can't believe you! Oh my god, Brett! How could you!" her voice cracked.

"It was easy, just point, record and bam! You didn't even know I was there. And as far as Doug goes, well, tell my former best friend, Good luck!"

I ended the call and looked at Candi, "Baby, do you mind if I crash here for awhile, until I can get a place?"

"Brett, you know you're always welcome here." she looked away and then back at me, "Brett, I have something else to tell you."

"What's that baby?"

"I sold the house. I put the house up for sale when I found out that I was getting it in the divorce. My realtor drew up the paperwork and I finalized on the new house, and I'm moving to my new place soon."

I was stunned, "Where are you going? You can't leave me now."

She kissed me lightly, "Brett, I'm not leaving you. But after everything that has gone on in this house, I wanted to start new, so I bought the old Suttler home."

"That place is over a hundred years old." I sat back astonished.

"I know. I fell in love with it some time ago. When I asked Doug if we could by it, he said no. Now, I can, and I did."

"Are you sure you want to do that?" 

"Yes. Have you seen the inside?" she was excited.

"No. I haven't ever been in it."

"Just wait Brett. Just wait." She smiled, I hadn't seen her this happy since college. I stood up, bringing her with me. She clung to me, wrapping around my waist, "Would you be interested in moving in with me? I mean, instead of getting an apartment?"

"Would I ever!" I was elated.

We met in a long passionate kiss, and I felt the warmth of my blood over take my body. Her tongue flicked my lips as she whispered, "Brett, I want you in my bed."

"That, my love, won't be a problem." 

I picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. I needed to hold her and love her, make love to her. I lay her on the bed and her robe slipped from her body, god she was gorgeous. I took off my clothes and lay next to her, taking her all in that I could, touching and kissing and feeling of her body. I made love to her in a way that she had never been loved, the way I had always wanted to love her, bringing us closer together. 

We slept after, until a loud banging came at the door. She hurried and threw some clothes on, pulling her hair back in a ponytail and then to the door. I gathered up my jeans and shirt, and quickly dressed so I could follow her. 

"What the fuck do you think your doing Candi!" I heard Doug's voice bellow from down the hall.

"What do you mean? You're not my husband anymore, you have no right to be here, this is my house!"

"No, it's our house, it always will be."

By this time, I had started down the hallway towards the living room, they were still yelling.

"No, I've sold it, and I'm moving. I already told you that you needed to get your things!" she snapped at him.

His voice was angrier than before, "What the fuck is Brett doing here! I saw his car, is he fucking you!"

"It's none of your business what Brett and I do. And you have no right to judge my actions; you're still fucking a married woman!"

I came from the hallway about the time she turned away and he grabbed her arm. "You fucking bitch! You still belong to me!" He hit her, a loud crack echoing through the room ,and she fell back on the floor with a thud, her hand clasped to her face. 

"Candi!" I yelled, hurrying to her side, helping her from the floor. 

"I'm ok Brett. I'm ok," she whispered, looking at me. There was something there; something in her eyes I had never seen before, a fear so deep, it was unnerving. 

"Brett, get away from my wife." Doug snarled.

"The way I understand it, she's not your wife any longer, and hasn't been for at least ten years."

"You don't need to get in the middle of this!" he yelled.

I moved Candi behind me, confronting Doug, "I've been in the middle of this since the beginning. What's wrong Doug, you don't want to loose her to me, just like back in college. You knew that I loved her. That was the only reason you married her wasn't it, because you wanted to keep her from me? Because you were jealous and knew how much I was in love with her!"

I could see the fury in Doug's eyes. "Yes, she told me everything Doug. The truth about her love for me all these years, the truth about you. She also told me why you married her, and that you, and my soon to be ex, have been fucking for years."

"YOU Little Bitch!" he lunged towards her, forgetting I was in the way. 

It wasn't hard to put him on the ground. I had kept up my practice of martial arts since college. He withered on the floor just beyond my feet.

"Doug, I think you better leave before you can't." I added, pulling Candi closer to me.

He just looked up at me, evil in his eyes, hate engraving his face as he picked himself off the floor.

"I'm not afraid of you any more Doug. There's nothing you can keep me pinned down with, and there's no reason why Brett shouldn't and I shouldn't be together."

"I'll kill you, you little bitch!" he grumbled as he drug himself from his crumpled position.

"You stay away from her Doug, or I'm going to make sure that you're under the jail instead of in it." I stepped towards him, piercing my eyes at his. 

He stepped away."Don't worry Candice, this is nothing compared to what your really going to get!" he turned, and headed out the front door, then turned back to her, "I should have taken care of you when you found out about me and Bev." He hissed.

Candi was in tears and in my arms as soon as Doug slammed the door behind him.

"My god Candi, why didn't you tell me all of this had been going on!"

"I couldn't, I was afraid," she looked at me, her lovely eyes swollen with tears and fright, "that's why I never said anything to you about him and Bev. He beat me so bad one the night that I found out, I couldn't walk for two days." 

She was sobbing so hard now, my god, how could a man do that to this beautiful creature.

"Candice, baby." I brought her face up to meet mine, "Never, ever, will you have to worry about that with me." I kissed her lightly, "I promise, I will love you and care for you, and keep you protected from everything."

"Oh Brett!" she clung to my chest for her life.

"Candi, maybe we should pack up your things and go to a hotel. I don't know how safe you'll be here."

She agreed, and I helped her find a suitcase and gather her things. She collected the divorce decree and put it in her tote bag, along with some other paper work. I wondered why, but I trusted her intuition. I carried her bags to her car as she set the house alarm and met me outside.

"I'm going to take you to a nice place; somewhere you'll be safe and comfortable while I'm at work."

"Okay." she tried to smile, but I knew she was still scared.

"I just need to take care of a few things, and I'm going to take a few days off." I stopped and held her closer, "Does Doug know you bought the new house?"

"No. I just told him I was leaving, that he had to get his things out. He doesn't know I'm moving out there."

"Good. Let's keep it that way." I looked at her, "How soon can you move in?"

"Next week if I want. The only reason I haven't moved out there yet, is because I don't have any power, or water turned on. The electric company was supposed to come out next week, and I have to contact the moving company to let them know what day they can come out."

"I'll get that taken care of, but right now, I think we need to get out of here. Something tells me he'll be back, and he won't be too happy."

She shook her head in acknowledgement, and got in her car, following me downtown to a nice hotel. 

I knew the owner well. I had handled a case for him a few years back, and he told me anytime I needed, come by. Well, now it was time to take him up on his offer. Candi and I went into the lobby, and I asked for Mr. Vont. 

The desk clerk called back to the office and he came rushing out to greet me. I explained to him the matter at hand, and he told the clerk to give me the presidential suite, and not to worry about a thing. I handed the keys to the car off to the bellhop and they recovered our luggage from both cars and had them parked. 

Candi seemed relieved when we finally closed out the world and locked the doors to the suite.

She came to hold me, "Thank you Brett, for protecting me."

"I love you Candi. I always have. And I will always protect you." I kissed her, brushing the tears away.

I put some ice on her swelling face and called room service. Neither of us had eaten since breakfast, and I didn't think she was up to going out. I ordered some shrimp and a nice steak for the both of us, and we sat quietly together. I continued to think about the time I had lost with her, realizing that I could have lost her completely, and was glad that I had a second chance to be with her. 

"Tomorrow, would you like to drive out to my house?" She looked at me over a fork full of salad.

"I would like that." I put my glass down and cocked my head, "Why did you decide to move all the way out there anyway?"

"To get away from him, and everything in this town that I have come to hate, because of him." she took a deep breath, "Besides, I always wanted that house ever since I came to this area. Doug wanted to be modern, to be upscale, so that he could show off his riches."

"Well, you have to admit, it is a nice place, I mean, your old one."

"It was too big for just the two of us. He knew we were never going to have a family. He told me that before we married." She looked away, "Brett, you don't understand the torment I have been though, and I don't expect you too. I was a possession, just like his cars, his home, and everything else that he owned. And he made sure that I would never have to be shared with anyone, or anything."

"Not that it's any of my business, but, are you telling me you can't have children?"

She looked back at me and smiled, "no, I'm perfectly capable of getting pregnant. He on the other hand, had a vasectomy so he could fuck around and not knock anyone up." 

I quickly changed the subject from Doug, "Isn't the Sutter house too big for just you?"

"It is. But I was hoping that some day, that may change, and I won't be alone." She let this beautiful smile full of hope fill her lips, "and maybe, just maybe, be able to fill it with love and children of my own." She smiled up at me making my heart fly! 

I took her hand and kissed it, "Candice, I will never consider you a possession. But you do possess my heart, and my love."

"I love you too Brett, with all of my being."

I stood up, walked around the small table, and brought her to her feet, kissing her softly. We soon found ourselves in the throws of passion on the king sized bed, and then she suggested we take advantage of the large shower. I was more than happy to oblige because I knew where that was headed. She was going to let me take her like we did at the racquetball courts, and I couldn't wait!



A Piece of Candi Ch. 04



Candi leaned into the shower wall, and I slid up into her tightness. I loved feeling her puckered hole, the muscles contracting tightly around me as I moved against her. My hands roamed her wet body freely, and I fondled her hard nipples, biting on her shoulder and neck again. "Oh God Brett, that feels so sexy! Fuck me, fuck me!" she begged. 

I liked it when she was hot like this, but this was just part of the reason that I loved her. Making love to her was perfect, but this, this was an extra joy we shared. 

I pumped her harder, my pace quickening, she gasped as warm liquid ran from her body, "God Brett, make me come again." She panted. I felt myself swell, getting ready to explode inside her tight depths, she must have felt it too, because she stopped me.

"No, don't come that way. I want to feel you come in my pussy. Fill me deep with that hot come." She looked over her shoulder at me, and the seductive look on her face, along with the tone of her voice almost sent me over my edge. 

I pulled out of her, and she turned, soaping me up, her hands working me gently, but enough where I had to tell her to stop or I would shoot off right then. She smiled, and moved so the cool water rinsed the suds away. As the water rinsed over me, she positioned herself against the wall in the corner of the tiled stall, and lifted her leg, attempting to wrap it around mine. 

I moved to her, running my hand down her thigh, adjusting her to my height, and slowly penetrated the juicy warmth of her hot box. Where my cock had relaxed and shrunken from the cooler water, it was now at full attention, and throbbing again as I rocked against her. Candi braced herself against the wall, and me, standing on her toes, allowing me the deepest thrust I could give her. She moaned loudly, grinding her teeth as I shoved to the hilt of my cock. 

One of my arms wrapped around her body, pulling her into me, while the other held up her leg at her thigh, allowing her to tighten it around my body, entwining into me. She rocked on me, begging me to go deeper, harder, her nipples rubbed my chest, turning me on even more.

"Fuck Brett, yes, make me come, make me come baby!" she looked at me, her eyes full of lust and love. She growled a deep throaty growl, "Oh god, I'm coming, fuck, you feel so good."

I felt this hot gush of liquid expel from her body, something that I had never experienced with a woman, and it took me by surprise. I slowed my pace and she panicked, "NO! Don't stop! Don't stop!" I picked it up again, feeling my rod become harder, one more of those from her and there was no holding back for me. 

"Oh God Yesss" She hissed, letting loose another hot gusher.

"Candi, do you want me to come baby? Are you ready for me to come!" I panted, knowing I couldn't hold back any more.

"Yes, yes Brett, fill me, shoot that hot juice all inside of me! Come baby, come!"

I don't know if it was the look she gave me when she spoke, or the tightness of her walls that took me over, but I shot a load of cream that would rival a horse! She clung to me, her breath so quick I thought she was going to pass out, but she held tightly to me, kissing me softly, whispering that she loved me, and thanking me for loving her. 

Her vaginal muscles tightened around me once more, and my shrinking dick slipped from her body. She quivered and smiled at me. We washed off, cleaning the tender places with care, and after we dried off, I carried her to our bed, lying her down, crawling in next to her, and sleeping soundly the rest of the night.

***

We drove out to the farmhouse after breakfast the next morning. The day was beautiful, the sun shown brighter than I could ever remember, but then again, it could have been because I was so in love. We had taken my car, and Candi sat close enough so that she could snuggle into my shoulder, and we held hands almost the whole trip. This was something that I had wanted to do so many years ago with her, and it felt so right, even more so now. 

I looked over at her as she gave me directions to the house, and considered why we had been separated for so long. I knew why, Doug, or maybe just fate itself, I really didn't know why we had been apart for so long. She watched the trees go by, and relaxed against me. I continued to think about the past.

When I met Candi, she was studying Communications and Journalism and living in a sorority house on campus. I was taking Law, living in my own apartment away from the college. It didn't take long for us to hit it off, and we even dated a few times through the first quarter of our second year. 

Doug and I were close friends; we had been since high school, so we shared almost everything, except his women, because I never liked any of them; and I didn't have any time to find any I was fond of, until I met Candi. Doug was dating a girl, Angelia, I think that was her name; she was after everything in jeans that had money. He picked her up at a bar one night and hung on to her for almost a year. In the mean time, I was seeing Candi on and off.

I never even realized that Doug was interested in Candi until I called her at Christmas break and asked her to go out with me on New Year's Eve. When she told me that Doug had already asked her, I was pissed! Of course, I told her that was fine, I would find another date, but if she changed her mind, I would love to see her. 

She hesitated, but told me thank you and she would see me after classes started again. When we started back, she avoided me, and I never knew why. Doug and I stayed friends, even though I sank deeper into my studies, with the occasional outing, but we were never as close as we were. 

I had gone to St. Petersburg Florida for spring break, wanting a complete break from everything. I was at the beach when I saw Candi, my heart did flip flops, and I asked her who she was with, it was then I found out that she and Doug were officially dating. Nevertheless, she warmed up to me again, and we spent a lot of time together. That was the same week I met Bev, she was a college student from USF, studying economics. 

During that week of spring break, the four of us partied together, and we got to know each other, we became close, and Doug and Bev were getting along great. Since they were spending so much time together I took a chance to slip off with Candi a few times and spend as much time showing her how much she meant to me. 

It wasn't until the end of that year that Candi told me she had deep feelings for me, after that, I thought for sure I had a chance with her. But because Bev and I were seeing each other, even long distance, and Candi was dating Doug, we put our true feelings away, and stayed friends.

In our senior year, Candi was accepted for an internship with a national news corporation. I was proud for her, and let her know how I still felt about her, even though I was still seeing Bev. Candi told me she still loved me, but she had her career to think of, and I accepted that with the promise that we would remain friends. I could live with that, because I knew that it would allow me to stay close to her.

It wasn't until the night that Doug called and canceled their date to the acceptance dinner, because he had an emergency that things really changed between us. She called me crying, and I came to her rescue. At the dinner we attended, everyone assumed that I was her companion, stating more than once that we made the perfect couple, and it made my heart soar. 

I had the privilege of meeting the television manager, owner, and a few well-known newscasters, and even managed to find myself a position within the stations legal team. After a wonderfully productive and fun evening, she and I spent the rest of the night together talking about our future. 

She never really mentioned Doug, except to tell me that she was considering breaking it off with him as soon as she could. That night brought us closer together, and when she held my hand, I knew that there was something special between us. She kissed me deeply when I walked her at the door of her apartment the next morning, and was hugging me when the door flew open. Doug stood there, staring her down. 

"Just what the hell are you two doing!" he spat. I could smell the alcohol on his breath when he yelled at her, "Where the fuck have you been you lil' bitch!" 

"Where you wouldn't take me! Brett took me to the dinner, and we had a good time." She smiled up at me, but it was soon taken away by Doug's words.

"You don't go anywhere without me, do you understand me!" He grabbed her arm and pulled her inside, slamming the door in my face. I should have known then something wasn't right, but it didn't dawn on me because I had seen them act rough together, and I thought that was how they played around. Little did I know that he was already abusing her.

***

"Brett." Her soft voice came to my ears, "turn left at the next driveway." She pointed at the opening that stood between two large white ash trees, and I veered through the middle of them onto a long stretch of pavement. "Are you feeling ok?"

"Yes, why do you ask?"

"You've been quite for most of the trip."

"I was enjoying the peacefulness, and your company." I leaned to her and kissed her quickly, still watching the road. She smiled, and sat closer to me again. I asked, "So how long is this driveway?"

"About a half mile, it leads to the circle drive of the house. You can just park in front of the walkway."

It didn't take long for the house to come into view. It was huge! I looked at Candi, "You're going to live here alone?"

"No, you'll be here with me."

"This isn't a farm house, this is a plantation home."

"No, it's like a Bienville home, similar to the ones down in New Orleans." She looked at me, a glowing in her eyes, "I loved that place as a child, and I think that is why I fell in love with this place. Isn't it beautiful?"

"Not as beautiful as you are." I brought the car to a full stop, putting it in gear, let it idle down, before I reached over, and brought her lips to mine. 

Her kiss was full, and I loved the taste of it, "There's a nice large chase lounge out by the pool." She spoke thorough the kiss, "And a beautiful king sized bed in the master bedroom that I purchased and had moved here last week.

"Are you suggesting that we take advantage of the moment?"

"I am." She pulled back and fluttered her lashes at me, smiling.

"I thought you said you wouldn't move in until you had the power on."

"True, but that doesn't mean that I haven't moved some of the more important things in, like the furniture that I replaced with my own, and the essentials."

"Essentials being a bed, and what else?"

"Just a few new things I thought I deserved." She kissed me again, and the way she did, I felt the heat flare up between us. "Come on, I want to show you our house."

When we entered the house, I was taken aback by the beauty of it all; it looked like a setting from the romance novels that Bev used to read. Ok, I admit, I looked over them as well, but I am a romantic at heart. 

Candi pulled me with her through the house, showing me the different rooms. I was impressed by its size, some of the rooms were comfortably small, others were good sized, and the grand dining hall could have held a ball. 

The spiral staircase was handmade from rod iron, and the intricate design of ivy stencil that laced through the banisters underneath the handrail, matched the tread plates on the mahogany wood steps.

"Was this here when you bought the house?"

"Yes!" She looked back at me as we begun to climb the stairs, "isn't it gorgeous?" 

"Yes. But not as much as you are baby." I stopped her about halfway up and pulled her back to me, kissing her deeply.

"Come on, or we're not going to make it to the bed." She whispered.

At the top landing was a balcony that looked down to the bottom floor, on either side stood a long hallway. 

"The left wing," Candi pointed, "is where the master bedroom is, and where my study will be. Down this side of the hall, are the other five bedrooms, a play room, and two of the six bathrooms." 

"Why don't we start with your bedroom?"

"Why don't we start with our bedroom?" she slyly asked.

"It's not ours, until we make it official." I picked her up as she threw her arms around me, kissing me. I carried her towards the bedroom and pushed the door open with my foot.

"How official do you want it to be?"

"Right now, or in the future?"

"Both."

"Do you really have to ask that baby?"

"No." she snuggled into my chest as I walked towards the bed.

The canopy of the bed was made of lace, the curtains flowed around it freely in the breeze from the open French doors, except for the side closest to the door, and they were tied back with small satin ties. The softness of the comforter highlighted the whole bed with its prefect pastel purple. Yes, I know that is her favorite color, I made it a point to learn as much about her as I could in hopes that she would one day be my wife. She knew that too, because she made every effort to give me hints and ideas as our friendship grew.

I put her on the bed, and somewhere along the way, we lost our clothing. It wasn't hard, she had on a skirt and blouse, with tiny lace underwear, and bra to match and I had on slacks and a pull over. Her soft, tanned skin was highlighted by the warm sunlight that brushed against her as she lay on the lavender bedding.

I slid over the top of her, settling between her legs, pushing my swollen love into her wetness. She gasped as I entered her, and arched her body to accept me, pushing me further into her depths. I stroked slowly, building friction against her heated insides, feeling my swelling grow against her softness. 

I closed my eyes and took her scent in deeply. The musky smell of her desire entwined with the soft scented floral perfume she wore enchanted me. I laid over her, wrapping my arms around her to draw her closer, and found her soft lips with my own, kissing her as deep as I was thrusting into her.

"I love you Brett." Her soft words came to me as her lips entangled with my own, "I have always loved you."

I felt the tears form in my eyes; her words took my emotions over the edge as much as her body took mine. I felt her clench beneath me as her hips thrust upwards, and the warmth of hot liquid burst forth, soaking my loins, causing me to release my own heated load of cream inside her. She pushed up into my hips, making sure that we were completely joined while I unloaded my seed into her womb. 

"Oh, yes, yes," slipped quietly from her mouth as she ground gently against me, milking me dry. We lay wrapped in each other for a long time, enjoying the warmth of each other and the warmth of the sun that shone through the open doors.

Candi scrambled from the bed in haste about an hour later, hurrying to the bathroom. I had to laugh at her, and commented that if she should ever get pregnant, she needed a plan of action to get out of the bed quicker. I heard the toilet flush and the water in the sink running and then she was back at my side.

"I thought we didn't have any water?" I rolled to her, taking her in my arms.

"I forgot that we didn't, but I guess we do. I guess they came out and turned it on last week." She shrugged her shoulders and then poked me, "What do you mean 'IF' I should ever get pregnant?"

"Yes. If you should. Why, do you want to?"

"I would love to have a baby, I told you that yesterday." She was propped up on an elbow now, looking at me.

"No, you told me that you were hoping to have children of your own someday."

"Yes. In order to do that, I have to get pregnant, don't I?"

"Or adopt." Wrong thing to say to this beautiful creature that just hinted to me that she wanted to have my child, and I could tell by the look on her face that she was hurt. "Candi, I didn't mean it like that."

"No, it's ok. I know it's too soon. You are still married, and well, I still have a lot of healing to do." She slid from the bed and gathered her clothing, "we need to be getting back to the hotel, it's getting late and I know I don't have any power, we don't want to be stuck out here in the dark." She tried to smile, but I saw the hurt in her eyes as she turned away.

"Candi." I sat up, putting my arms around her.

"No, Brett. I know it's too much too soon. I'm sorry that I even insinuated we should be thinking about children this early. I mean, I just got divorced, and you, well," she stood up and turned around to look at me, "I always loved you, and I always wanted to have children with you, and..." she wiped a tear from her cheek, "I guess I just assumed too much too fast." She hurried from the room and left me lying in the bed alone.

I found her down stairs on her cell phone talking with the power company. She turned to me, giving me thumbs up, and politely telling the person on the phone good bye. "They can come out tomorrow and have the power turned on. I need to get with the moving company and tell them they can pick up my things and have them brought out here. Isn't this exciting!" she was so happy, but I still a felt sadness in her because our previous conversation. 

I walked closer to her and reached out to hold her, she pulled away and walked towards the door, "We really need to get going." 

"Candice?" she turned around and looked at me, "Baby, it just took me by surprise, that's all. I never thought that, well, being a father hasn't been in the cards for a long time. Bev never wanted kids, and well, I just put those feelings away."

"It's okay Brett. I just thought, well, I just," she took a deep breath, "I'm sorry that I brought it up." She walked out the door, leaving me standing in the shadows that were growing inside the hallway. 

When I reached the car, she was already inside, leaned back against the seat, her eyes closed. I thought she was asleep, but I knew she couldn't sleep that quickly. I got in, speaking as I turned the key, "What would you like to do for dinner?"

"I'm not very hungry at the moment." She never looked at me.

"Shall we just order room service again, or would you like to go Third Street deli?"

"What ever you feel like eating is fine with me." 

"Candi, it was just so unexpected. I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings."

She looked at me then, a soft smile creasing her lips, "No. You didn't hurt my feelings. I hurt my feelings. I guess I was expecting too much too fast, and well," she reached over and touched my arm, "can we talk about it at another time." She swallowed hard, I knew she was about to cry.

"Only if you tell me what you want to eat."

"A Monte Cristo from the deli would be good, and some pickle slices, and a chocolate brownie."

I put the car in drive and we headed to the deli for dinner. 



A Piece of Candi Ch. 05



I lie next to Candi watching her sleep, thinking about our earlier conversation. My dreams were coming true. She confessed to always loving me, and wanting my children, but it was what she didn't say that bothered me. 

I stared at her body as the soft light caressed it, and noticed the scars she carried from the abusive times she had with Doug. They were fading with time, but I could still see where he had hit her and left her marred. 

For so long her husband had betrayed the most beautiful woman in the world that I had always wanted in my life, and now she slept next to my side where she should have been all along. I was grateful to have her, and had no plans of giving her up. I only wish I could understand the pain she had gone through and why she stayed.

Over the course of the last few hours, Candi confessed several things to me about Doug and herself when it came to their relationship, and their sex life. Doug wouldn't do certain things to her because he thought it was wrong, like anal sex, yet, that was where he found pleasure with my soon to be ex-wife. 

Candi relayed that they hadn't had sex in four years, and when she found out that he was fucking Bev, she understood why. The first year of their sexless marriage was because he had a girlfriend in Toronto Canada, and saw her when he traveled there for business. That only lasted a year because, according to Candi, it was more convenient to fuck Bev because she was closer, and I was always gone.

Little did I know that her reasoning for our lack of sex life was due to Doug? I just assumed that it was because of our careers. Everything in our life, even with the occasional sexual romp, seemed quite normal for a professional couple. 

It wasn't like we had a sexless marriage; it just faded over time as with most married couples. She was quite the vixen in bed when she did fuck me madly. I guess I never thought anything of it except for the fact she wouldn't let me be her backdoor man. Maybe I was just blind to my wife because I was in love with Candi.

As far as Candi's and my sexual romp went that first time, it wasn't like I fucked her there in the racquetball court that first time, that was just the first taste of her love. 

If I could have, I certainly would have ripped her panties off and shoved my hard cock inside her wetness. Now, a year later, everything had changed and she slept soundly against me. 

I never considered it cheating, because it felt so right between us and I was in love with Candi, and I always had been, and taking her virgin ass was just one of the many wonderful things she has given me! 

I watched her breathe, wanting to wake her and make love to her again, and the more I thought about it, the more I wanted her to become pregnant with my child. 

I could see how beautiful our daughter would be with her mother's eyes and long hair, or our son looking like me. After fifteen years of having the feelings of becoming a father stuffed deep within my heart and soul, I suddenly felt the urge to create another being. The spell that this woman cast over me was a powerful one.

*** A year has passed since my discovery of Beverly and Doug, and the commitment between Candi and me. We moved into our new home within a week of our first love making session in our new bed, and life has been bliss ever since. 

My divorce was quick to finalize after Andrew submitted the proof to the judge, and within three months, I was a free man. Candi and I were married a few months after that, and I have never seen her happier, nor have I ever felt happier. 

As I came into the kitchen after work, I hugged her, softly kissing her as I spoke, "And how is my beautiful wife this evening?"

"I have a surprise for you, but you can't have it until after dinner."

"Oh, being mysterious are we?" I continued to kiss her softly, "it wouldn't have anything to do with my birthday would it?"

She smiled, "Oh, I didn't know it was your birthday?" She giggled and pushed me away, "Go take your shower."

I left her stirring a simmering pot and went to take a nice warm shower. 

I was rinsing my hair out when I felt a cool touch come around my hips and clasp at my stomach. "Hi baby."

"HI sexy." She had a seductive growl to her voice; I knew she was planning something naughty. I wiped the water from my eyes so I could look at her, and her soft warm lips took mine, I liked it when she was aggressive.

She pushed me up against the opposite wall from the showerhead and slid down my body, leaving a trail of kisses as she went. With her hands, she worked over my wet body and down to my semi-hard cock, then she slid down in front of me, taking me in her mouth. The warmth of her mouth shot an indescribable sensation throughout my body when she tightened her lips around me. I went stiff in seconds and she moaned as I did. 

Candi started slowly, and increased her speed and her tightness as she continued. It was all I could do to brace myself against the cool tile wall of the shower while she worked my stiffness. Her mouth would tighten and loosen around the helmet and shaft as she moved up and down. Her hands worked my balls, and she even slipped a finger gently inside my ass, just enough to intensify what she was doing.

"Oh god baby," I moaned, it echoed off the walls, "Make me come for you, I'm close."

I felt a smile creep over her lips before she pursed them tighter and pushed her knuckles behind my ball sack, pushing her finger a little deeper, causing more pressure against my body. 

She ran her thumb up and down my swollen vein at the base of my hardness as she tightened her lips and tantalized my head with her tongue. She must have known I was ready because I felt her adjust to my swelling and her tongue taunted me just at the crease of my head. 

She reached around and grabbed my ass, squeezing, pulling me into her when she did, I felt the pulse start to build, and my cock swell to the aching point. When I shot my load off, she moaned deeply, I felt it rattle her throat and the vibration across her lips and tongue was sensational. 

She swallowed all of me, milking me dry, licking me clean, and holding me until I was limp. When she pulled away, I shivered. She looked up at me smiling and crawled back up my body. I was weak, but it was worth it. She wrapped around me, and I hugged her, kissing her atop the head as she snuggled into my chest. 

"Happy Birthday Brett," she placed soft kisses on my chest, "that was just one birthday gift, love."

"If they are all like that, I can't wait to open them." 

She looked up at me and I kissed her deeply, savoring my saltiness from her lips. We left the shower and dried off; after redressing, we headed back downstairs. She had laid out a beautiful feast for us, but there was so much food, more than just the two of us could eat. Of course, she had planned a party for me; she wouldn't be Candi if she hadn't.

Our guests started arriving a little after seven and the house was full by eight. I couldn't have asked for a better birthday. 

Several of my friends from work were there, as well as people I knew from the production crew that worked with Candi at the station. I received many gifts, but the best ones were the complements and comments about our happy marriage. Her boss even commented about how happy he was to see her with the right man, and wished us luck and love in the future.

As the night wore on, I noticed Candi was tiring. It was not like her to become fatigued so easily, she was usually the first one up, and last one to bed. I thought it was because of the long day she had spent preparing the party. She sat out beside the pool and I made my way to her, "Candi, aren't you cold?"

"No, I actually got too hot inside; that was why I walked out here." She looked up at me, a beautiful smile upon her lips.

"Are you feeling okay?" I knelt down in front of her.

"Yes. I'm just a little tired, and I think I ate too much of the crab dip." She giggled.

"Maybe we shouldn't have played so much in the shower earlier." 

She reached up and touched my cheek, "Yeah, maybe that's what wore me out." 

"Hey Brett!" Andrew's voice came from behind us, "You have another gift to open." 

I looked back at him, "What gift? I thought I opened them all?"

"No, there's one more left in here. I guess it was a late arrival."

I stood up, pulling Candi to me, "Well, let's see what it is." We walked inside and she stood with me. I picked up the box and stared at it. I hadn't seen it before, I assumed that I just over looked it. 

I slipped the card out of the envelope and opened it, recognizing the writing immediately. "Brett, Happy birthday. I'm sorry for everything, I still love you. Bev."

I shoved the card back in the envelope and ripped off the paper from the box, it was an exquisite pen set that I had looked at several years ago, with my name engraved into it. I closed the box back up and lay it on the table, turning to face the person who had given it to me.

"Brett."

"Bev." Candi stepped away from me.

"How are you?"

"We are fine. And you and Doug?"

"Doug and I aren't speaking. He has someone else now."

"Oh?" I stared at her, "how did you know about the party?" 

"Someone at your office said that Candi was throwing you a party, and I just hinted around that I didn't know where it was, and she gave me the address. It's a lovely place, how did Candi manage renting it?"

"She didn't. This is our home."

Bev backed up staring at me in shock, "Your home?"

"Yes, Candi and I live here. She bought it when she sold the house that she and Doug owned, and we moved in after we got married." I couldn't quite read the look on her face, "Bev, Candi and I got married, you mean you didn't know?" The situation became uncomfortable.

Candi walked up to us then, "Hello Beverly."

"Hello Candace." She sneered.

"And how is Douglas?"

"He is well I suppose? We are not seeing each other any longer, he has some young woman he's sleeping with now."

"No doubt he was fucking her while he was fucking you." Candi added, as a matter-of-factly. 

"You think so?" Bev sounded dumfounded.

"Well, knowing Doug," Candi paused, "So, what is her name?"

"Angelica, I think?" 

"Um, hum. I bet it is the same woman he was seeing in Toronto five years ago."

"That is where he has been spending a lot of time there since your divorce."

"Well, let me tell you, he'll have his fill and come back looking for you. I would be very careful around him, he's not the kind of man that takes no for an answer."

"What are you saying Candi?"

"I'm saying you may want to be cautious of Doug. I have had more scars from my marriage to Doug than I wish to admit too."

"Candi." I pulled her to me, "Baby, you don't have to explain any of that to her."

"I don't want her hurt Brett, no matter what she has done." She whispered back to me.

"What? Are you saying that Doug is abusive? Oh come on Candi, that is a lie and you know it. Doug would never, nor has ever hit you."

I felt Candi tense up and saw her swallow hard, snapping at her, "You think that if you want Bev, you weren't on the receiving end of the beatings." She turned away and left me standing there with Bev.

"Bev, maybe you better go now." I walked away, going after Candi, finding her in the kitchen putting things in the dishwasher, "Baby?"

"I'm all right Brett." She wouldn't look at me. I pulled her to me and held her, kissing her cheek softly.

The rest of the party went without incident and well into the morning hours. By the time it ended, and the last guest was gone, Candi was very tired and I carried her to bed, leaving her there while I went back and tried to clean up things a little bit so that we didn't have so much to do the next day. 

Candi was awake when I returned to bed, and I found a small box sitting on my pillow. "What's this?"

"Just open it." She smiled, "It's something I think you'll appreciate, and love." She smiled, pushing it towards me again.

"Candi, I told you, I don't need anything." I pulled the ribbon from the box and opened it, pulling the tissue paper away. I looked at it, a bit confused, and then looked at her, and looked at it again. 

"Read it." She prompted.

I pulled the paper from the box, sitting the box to the side and opened the folded note. I couldn't believe what I was reading and looked at her, slightly shocked.

"Yeah," She whispered, grinning from ear to ear.

"Are you serious baby?"

"As much as we're sitting here."

I had to read it again, and looked at her still shocked, "you're not joking are you?"

"No."

"How long?"

"About two months, give or take a week?" She took my hand and placed it on her belly, "Happy Birthday Daddy."

"Oh, Candice!" I took her in my arms and held her tightly, "I'm going to be a dad!" I had to let the tears fall I was so happy.

We spent what was left of our night talking about the new blessing that had come to our life, and when she finally grew tired, we slept. I was really too excited to sleep, and snuggled into her, having a new reason to protect her.



A Piece of Candi Ch. 06



"Brett, you need to come and see this." My secretary called me from my office and into the lobby. She pointed to the television and the craziness that was on the screen. "Isn't that Candi's station?"

I stared at it for a moment, and then realized what was I was looking at. The phone rang and she walked to answer it, "Halifield, Cox, and Mailen. This is Debra, how can I direct your call?" She looked at me, the color draining from her face, "Brett, it's the police. They want to talk to you about Candi."

I looked her funny, "The police?" I walked to the desk and took the phone from her, "This is Brett Mailen; how can I help you?"

The voice on the other end was deep, "This is Police Chief Maddox. Is your wife Candice Evelyn?"

"Yes, is there a problem with my wife?"

"Sir, I'm not sure if you are aware of the situation, but there is a man holding your wife and several people hostage."

"DOUG!" was my immediate reaction.

"What was that?" Maddox replied.

"I'll be right down there. Thank you for contacting me." I turned to Debra, "someone is holding hostages at the station, and Candi is one of them. That's what all that mess is down there." I pointed at the television, "If he hurts them I'll kill him!"

"Brett, Them?"

"If it's Doug, and he hurts her and the baby, I'm going to kill him." I grabbed my jacket and my keys, watching Debra's expression change, "Candi is pregnant. We weren't going to tell any one until the holidays." 

"Oh god Brett, I hope she's going to be all right." She was about to break down in tears.

I stood at the door and turned back to look at Debra, "She will be, as soon as I get to her."

When I arrived at the television studio, I approached an officer and I told him who I was, and that I was supposed to speak with Captain Maddox. He walked me to where the captain stood and introduced me. 

We listened to the negotiator talking, when the call ended and he relayed the demands, "He wants safe passage to the airport and a plane for himself and his wife."

"Its Douglas Harper isn't it?" I bluntly asked him.

"Yes. Do you know him?" Maddox asked.

"Long story short, he used to be my best friend. Candi used to be his wife, she is now my wife, and he's still angry." I looked at him holding back every ounce of anger I had, "My wife is pregnant." 

"There's one more thing," the guy negotiating looked at me, "He said he'll kill her if he can't get out of here with her."

The SWAT team was scrambling around and Maddox quietly discussed the situation deciding the best course of action to take. As they made plans to get the hostages out without any harm coming to them, I made my way out of sight of everyone towards the back of the building. I knew Candi's code to the electronic lock at the back door and let myself in. 

As I approached the open double doors that lead to the hallway and the greenroom, I saw Doug standing just inside the door to the greenroom. My dilemma was how to get him to come to me, and keep him occupied so that they could get away. Dilemma solved.

"Brett, I'll kill her," he stood in the hallway holding the gun to her side; she looked horrified.

"No you won't, she's your only ticket out of here. You kill her, your dead."

"I've got other hostages'."

"You may have, but they aren't as important to you as she is, now are they?" I was edging closer to him.

"Stop right there Mailen!" He moved the gun to her head.

"Come on Doug, you don't want to hurt her, and you know it. It's me you really want, it always has been." 

"I've already shot one bitch today, shooting another won't make any difference to me!"

I looked at him strangely, "what are you talking about?"

"Beverly, that whore! She deserved it, fucking around on me the way she was, lying to me the whole time. I had all the proof I needed when I saw her with Tommy Jensen. I knew she was lying to me the whole damn time we were together!" he took a deep breath an evil smile crept over his face, "I watched her lay there and die, bleeding all over that white carpet, and Jensen, I filled his ass full of holes too!"

I was so shocked at what he was telling me, and suddenly realized I had to try to get through to him a different way, "let Candi and the others go, and you can have me."

"She's not going anywhere." He cocked the gun. 

"Then let everyone else go, and Candi and I will stay."

He pulled back to the room and screamed for everyone to get out, popping off two shots into the ceiling. As they passed me, I reminded them to stay calm, and run when they got outside, incase he started shooting. I didn't know where his mind was at the moment, but I knew it wasn't right. As soon as I saw the last person go out the door, I walked into the room where he held Candi.

"Stay right there Mailen."

"Candi, are you all right?" Stupid question to ask in that moment, I know, but I wanted her to look at me, focus on me. She swallowed hard, I knew that she wasn't, but at least I was there now. "Candi, we're going to be fine, I'll take care of everything." I glanced back at Doug, not sure what to read in his expression.

"Just turn around and walk away Mailen, my wife and I are going to take a little trip, somewhere that we won't have you, or anyone else interfering in our life any longer."

"I'm not your wife any more, I'm Brett's wife now." She stated, standing up to him. 

He turned her around to face him, "Don't sass me you bitch!" he slapped her, and she rocked back and forth in his arms as he cursed at her.

She threw her hands up to block his, "stop Doug, stop!" she frantically whispered to him, "Please Doug, stop, I'm pregnant... just, just let me go."

"You fucking whore, you're no better than any of the rest of the bitches in this world!" he put the gun to her head again, grinding it into her temple. "I'll let you go, when I've used you up and you're dead!"

I stepped closer to him, I had to do something because he was growing angrier and now I knew he would kill her without hesitation, "Candice. Baby, everything is going to be all right. I promise."

"Stay still Mailen. I'll put a hole through her pretty head and you'll have neither one of them."

"Brett." She whimpered. I don't think he heard her, but I did. 

"Candi, remember what I taught you, breathe deep, stay calm, think about how strong you have to be to protect the baby."

"Yeah Brett, its going to be all right, you'll be dead, and I'll have my wife back, and my life, and all the fun I always had with her."

"You're the one who fucked up your own life Doug." I watched his eyes, he was loosing confidence in the situation, I could tell because he had the same reaction in college a few times when we spared, or he got into a fight at a bar. I got closer, and he pointed the gun at me. I was relieved, but I wasn't. 

"I didn't fuck anything up; it was this little bitch here!" He pulled her hair, making her head yank back, spitting the words into her face, "If it wasn't for her, we would be living comfortable in our home, and my job would be going good, and my girlfriends would be keeping me satisfied." He ran the barrel of the gun down her face and to her neck, stopping to point it at her chest, "And I'd still have my precious Candi to take out all of my anger on when I got home." 

"Please Doug, for once in your life, think about someone besides yourself." She begged him.

"I am, I'm thinking about you, and how well you're going to suit me once I get you away from here. After we take care of your little pregnancy problem, you can serve as a sex slave to myself and others, since you're so happy to provide the service to horny men." He licked his lips, "Yes, that would be a fine job for you, you bitch! You can make me good money spreading your legs for all those people who want a taste of flesh!" 

"You're delusional Doug!" She shouted right before she hit him. She swung around and caught him off guard, knocking him off balance, causing the loss of his grip on her. 

When I saw what she had done, I went running towards Doug at full speed, with all intentions of taking him down. I was so focused on Doug, I never heard the sound of the gun firing, but felt the sharp stinging of the bullet hitting me in my shoulder as I rushed towards him. 

The pain slowed me by a few steps, and I still don't know how I managed it, but I knocked the gun away and was on top of him, on my way to beating him senseless. 

Somehow, he got away from me and managed to get to his feet, coming at me again but before he could reach me, I got to mine. Noise of gunfire came again, and it knocked Doug away from me. As a sharp pain shot through my leg, I watched Doug collapse to the floor before me in a mangled heap. I looked to see the gun in Candi's hand; she was shaking so hard, I was surprised she was holding it up still. I cautiously approached Candi and took the gun from her hand.

"Did I kill him?" she had this blank look on her face. He moaned, and believe it or not, I was relieved.

"No baby, you didn't." I turned her to look at me, "Candi, thank you."

"Just doing what I should have done so long ago, being brave, and standing up for myself." A small smile lit up her face. I went down on my knees, finally feeling the pain of the bullets that had pierced my body. "BRETT!" Candi bent down to face me, panic on her face.

"I'm all right." I touched my shoulder where he had shot me earlier, "this one hurts, but I think my leg is deeper." I put my hand on my leg, 'You shot me.' Trying to make her feel better about the accident, my "Pirates" humor sucked at that moment.

"Oh god, Brett!" She put her arms around me and held me close to her, "Don't die on my Brett, I need you."

"I'm not going to die baby. 'It's just a flesh wound'." I said in my funniest Python voice.

She giggled, and I looked up to see my beautiful wife smiling, bringing her to kiss me.

Of course we were interrupted by the police when the rushed the room. 

***

After they finished dressing my wounds in the emergency room, I wheeled up to Candi's hospital room, and waited outside the doorway while they attended to her. I was glad they chose to keep her overnight, and I didn't feel the need to interrupt the conversation she was having with the doctor about her wounds and the baby. 

"That was pretty brave of you, going in there after her." police chief Maddox approached me from behind. 

"Well, it took me fifteen years to have her at my side; I wasn't letting a nutcase like Doug take her away that easily, especially since I knew that nutcase so well."

"I'm sorry about your ex-wife."

I took a deep breath, "I am too. Candi tried to warn her." I looked up at him, "I'm sorry about the guy she was with; he was in the wrong place at the wrong time."

"When I talked to his mother, she said they were planning on getting married in the spring."

"It's too bad that they had to loose their lives because of Doug." I looked back into the doorway at Candi, when she saw me, she smiled.

"If it's any consolation, no one has to ever worry about Douglas Harper again. The wounds sustained from the bullet your wife put in him was fatal. That one shot pierced his spleen, and well, let's just say he was paid back for his evil wrath."

"I don't know if that will make Candi feel better or worse."

"Well, I don't think she needs to know right now. I'm sure that they will be announcing it on the local news soon enough." He patted my shoulder, "For a Lawyer, you sure make one hell of a cop."

"I was going to be a cop, but thought I would do better behind the bench than outside of it." 

"If you're ever interested, I could make a recommendation."

"Thanks, but I think I'll stick to the side of the law I'm good at." I reached up and shook his hand.

As he started to walk away, and turned back to me, "She's a very brave woman, you should be very proud of her. The both of you saved a lot of lives today."

"Yes, and the most important one was the one we made together." I whispered.

Candi returned home three days after the confrontation, and felt a peace within herself she never had. They kept her a few extra days just to be safe, and I spent that time trying to figure out how to maneuver around the house in my wheelchair. 

I couldn't use crutches because of my left shoulder, so I was stuck in the chair for a little longer than I would have liked. It was a good thing we had a small elevator in the house, or I would have never been able to get to the second floor alone. 

Since the incident with Doug, we had decided to tell everyone of the pregnancy. We thought it was too precious to keep to ourselves any longer considering what he had just experienced. 

Candi had several of her co-workers sending her gifts and flowers, and visiting us at home for the few weeks she had taken off to recover and help me as well. She was asked to do a few talk shows, but declined stating that her health was not at its best, and she did not need the stress. However, she did do an exclusive interview with her boss for the studio, and things were left alone after that.

***

Several months later, I came home from work one afternoon to find the house quiet, with the exception of soft music playing from somewhere in the house. 

I left my things in the office and made my way up to our room to discover my lovely wife waiting my arrival. She lay naked in our bed, her middle expanded quite well now that she was in her fifth month of her pregnancy, and I thought she never looked lovelier.

"Hello my sexy husband." She purred, stoking her swollen nipples. I felt myself stiffen instantly.

"Hello Beautiful." I was pulling my tie from my neck and unbuttoning my shirt as quickly as I could.

"Could I interest you in a bit of play time lover?" she licked her fingers and ran them down her breast, over her belly and to her leg, that she moved enough to allow her fingers to brush her swollen pussy lips. 

"You can interest me in anything that has to do with you baby." I knelt down in front of her and caught her hand, bringing it to my lips and licked her flavor from them.

"Make love with me Brett." Her soft words entranced me, just as her love-filled eyes did.

"Come here baby." I pulled her to me and kissed her deeply, running my hands all over her body, enjoying every part of her I could. We made love late into the evening, experiencing each other with delicate pleasure, and heated love. 

Life has never been better, and I have every piece of Candi I have ever wanted.