75 comments/ 187983 views/ 33 favorites Dream Crusher By: Slirpuff I'd like to thank Wolf Vixen for all her help on this story. So sit back with your favorite beverage and enjoy a fictional story and ask yourself how you would have handled it. * I loved Kim as much as any man could ever love a woman. She was going to be my wife, my partner, my lover but also my best friend. It wasn't love at first sight, but rather lust at first sight. She was the wild child that made life fun and exciting along with the fact she was dynamite in bed. My family owns a house restoration company that deals exclusively with homes that are at least fifty years old in my home state of Georgia. Whatever needs to be done, from plumbing, to wiring, to redoing outdated bathrooms or kitchens, we can handle it. I started with my dad when I was just a kid and thought there was no way I was going to work that hard when I got older. I went to college, got my degree and a cushy office job that lasted all of eighteen months. One month later I was back refinishing floors among other things for my parent's company. I found that the 8:00 am to 5:00 pm routine wasn't my bag and I could never get use to all the ass kissing that went on in an office. I first met Kim when we were repairing the front porch on a Victorian next door to her parent's house. I watched her comings and goings for three days, all the while trying to get up enough nerve to say something to her. She looked to be about 5'6" tall, had dark brown hair and what looked like a nice figure. I never got close enough for a good look until our last day on the job. We had just finished staining the deck and my crew was cleaning up as she pulled up into her driveway. Our eyes met and I gave her a little wave. She smiled back, stopped for a brief moment and then went into the house. Let me describe myself. At 5'11" and about 210 pounds I look more like a boxer than your typical office worker. With the heavy work I do, there's no reason to go to the gym because I currently have less that 3% body fat. In other words, I look pretty good. About twenty minutes later, Kim comes walking out of the house and makes a bee line right for me. "Don't screw this up," is all I could remember saying to myself. "Hi, I'm Kim Evans and I live next door," she said pointing back at her house. "My dad wanted me to get one of your business cards because he's really impressed with the work you guys did on their porch and our back deck is in a sorry state," she told me. Taking a card out of my wallet, I handed it to her. "If you want, I can take a quick look and give your dad a ball park figure," I said with a smile. Kim agreed and I followed her to their back yard. She was right it was a mess. Taking a few measurements and making a few notes I told her to give me a few minutes as I walked back to my truck. I came up with what I felt was a good number and called it into the office. My dad agreed with me and after putting on my shirt, I knocked on her front door. Her dad answered the door. "Good afternoon," I said reaching out my hand. "Your daughter asked if I could take look at your back deck and give you a quote," I told him. "And you are?" he asked, not knowing what the hell I was talking about. "I'm sorry, my name is Rick Peterson, of Peterson Renovations," I told him as I shook his hand. We went around to the back yard and I showed him the dry rot on the supports and how most of the planks had all ready started to split. "It'll take two full days to pull out the old deck and replace it with a new pressure treated cedar one. Since we're just finishing up your neighbors project, I can give you a ten percent discount if we can start it in the next two days," I told him. We agreed upon a price, signed the contract and I told him I could probably start the following afternoon. As I was walking back to my truck, Kim snuck up behind me. "Looks like we're going to be seeing a bit more of each other," she said with a smile. "If you need anything while you're here just ask," she said as she walked away waving over her shoulder. The guys gave me a ration of shit when I got back to the truck. "Oh Ricky, if you see anything you want just ask," one of the workers mocked me and did a limp wrist waved at me. "That's right laugh it up, but I cut my price by 15%, so you guys are going to have to bust your ass or that amount will come out of your pay," I said with a big shit-eating grin. "At least I'd gotten close enough to her to see what she really looked like," I thought to myself. By the end of the next day the old deck was gone, hauled away and the new upright supports were cemented in before we had to stop because of a rain shower. The guys had left and I was cleaning up as Kim opened the back door to look at what we'd done. "You guys really work fast don't you," she said as she looked at the new beginnings of even a larger deck than they'd originally had. "I brought you something to drink and a towel for you to wipe off with," Kim said as she held out the items. A cold beer and a towel were just what the doctor ordered. "Aren't you suppose to be in school or something," I said as I took a swallow of the cold beer. "I'm only taking two classes this quarter because I think I'm going to change my major from education to social services. I don't think I have what it takes to be a teacher but I like working with people," Kim said still smiling at me. "Do you like what you do? I mean fixing up old houses?" she inquired. I downed the last of the beer and handed her the empty bottle. "After college I did the office thing for a while before realizing two things. One, I can make triple the money doing this, and two, the only people I have to answer to are my folks who own the company. One day it'll all be mine and then I'll probably ease up from the sixty hours I'm currently working," I told her. She listened to what I was saying and out of the blue asked me, "do you want to take me to dinner tomorrow? You're going to be done with the deck and unless you have to be to work early Saturday morning we can make a night of it. That is, if you're interested?" I tried my best to be cool and not act like a love struck teenager. "Sounds good to me. How about something casual but nice?" I asked her. "Why don't I pick you up at about 7:30 and we'll go on from there," I told her. "Great, I'll see you then," Kim said jumping up, kissing me on the cheek and heading back into the house. "Don't be late, I hate guys that make me wait," She said disappearing behind the door. Tomorrow with the deck done and the check safely in the bank, I showered and got ready. Making sure I looked my casual best I drove to Kim's house in my pride and joy, my red 1971 corvette convertible. I had a nice apartment; no bills but loved the toys. I dated a lot, but hadn't found the right girl yet to settle down with, like my mother wanted. She'd always tell me that at twenty-six, it was time for me to find a girl, settle down and give her the grandbabies she wanted. Kim was waiting for me as I drove up to her house. She immediately ran up to the car, opened the car door and we sped off. "What happened to the truck?" Kim inquired. "I thought all you red neck construction guys needed was a Ford pickup truck so you'd have a place to throw your empty beer cans," she said laughing out loud. I was a little annoyed by her statement. "I've got my work truck that I take to the jobsites, but for fun, Mary Lou and I hit the open roads," I told her. "You named your car?" Kim said in disbelief. "Nice talk girl," I said as I rubbed the dash. "Mary Lou she didn't mean anything by it," I said now laughing. We arrived at Tony's and I requested a table in the back so we would have more privacy. Over two bottles of wine and a good Italian dinner, we each told the other our life's story and where we'd like to be in the next five years. It was clear from the on set that Kim's parents had money. Since Kim was an only child she'd gotten everything she'd ever wanted and was spoiled rotten it seemed. All through the dinner Kim kept rubbing her foot all over the inside of my leg, which made my third leg rock hard. "Damn, what a little tease," I thought to myself as we ordered desert. As I ate mine Kim just played with hers. Licking the whip cream off her spoon, she asked me what it reminded me of, as her tongue flicked the under side. I'd seen enough and asked the waiter for the check. Outside I asked Kim what she wanted to do next. "Why don't we go back to your place, or would you prefer to sit on the couch at my parent's house and let my dad size you up all night." We drove to my place. Kim was impressed with the size and how nicely my apartment was furnished. "My, my, my," she started. "This isn't the typical bachelor pad you definitely have some class Rick," she said pumping up my ego. "Oh by the way, where is the ladies room? I need to freshen up." "Just down the hall across from the bedroom," I said as I pointed the way. "And I'll get us something to munch on and drinks while your gone," I told her as I headed towards the kitchen. As I prepaid the snacks I had a distinct feeling someone was watching me. I turned around and saw Kim leaning against the wall at the entrance to the hallway; she was totally naked. "I'll take the wine, but I have something else in mind to munch on," she said as she walked up and kissed me. Kim led me by the hand into my bedroom and pushed me back on the bed. "I like what I've seen so far, but let's look at the rest of the package and see how well it works," Kim said as she pulled my pants off me. Within two minutes Kim had my semi hard dick in her mouth, sucking it all the way down to my pubes. Coming up for air Kim smiled, "not too small, not too big, I think I'll keep this one," she said as she continued to give me a surprisingly decent blowjob. I was kind of shocked by Kim's attitude. I was hoping to get a little tonight, but never dreamed Kim would take charge in this way. Don't get me wrong, I liked it, but I needed to take back control of the situation. Reaching down, I pulled Kim up on to my chest, started kissing her before rolling her onto her back. Our lips and tongues meshed as my hands found her perfect size breasts and nipples. I didn't like women with huge breasts because they usually got in the way. Kim's were just right and her now erect nipples were more like nipplets because they were so small. I moved my mouth from her lips to one than the other breast. Sucking and pulling on her nipples with my lips, made them rock hard and beet red. Kim was moaning and mouthing what she wanted me to do. She pushed my head from breasts to breast, down to her stomach and finally to her shaved pussy. For a small girl, Kim had a big cunt. Large outer lips and about a half-inch long clit that was now peaking out from it's hiding place. Lifting her ass as I slipped a pillow under it. "I like eating pussy at eye level," I said as I started feasting on her pie. I was in no hurry as I licked and teased Kim's snatch. I sucked on her clit as she screamed for me to get her off, but I didn't. I enjoyed being in charge and teased her for another ten minutes before finally letting her climax. While sucking her clit, I shoved in one then two fingers into her pussy. Kim raised her ass off the pillow, to allow my fingers better access, as she erupted. "Oh hell yes," Kim screamed as she held my face on her pussy as she rubbed it all over my lips and tongue. After a few minutes, as Kim started to come down, she pulled me up to her mouth and licked all her juices off my face before burying her tongue half way down my throat. "That was nice, but I want you inside of me now," she begged. "I like it with me on my back to start because I like looking into your eyes while you're fucking me," she said lying back on the bed spreading her legs. Hell, I was more than ready. I was totally erect and as I lubed the head of my dick with her pussy juices, I shoved all seven inches home in one stroke. Kim lay there with her mouth open, as I started moving in and out slowly at first. "Oh Yes," Kim screamed as she wrapped her legs around my waist drawing me in even tighter into her. "Fuck me harder, pound my pussy God damn it," she cried out as I picked up the pace. After five minutes I was getting close, as I pounded her cunt, sending wave after wave of pleasure through her. By the time I was ready to shoot, Kim had already climaxed twice and I realized I hadn't put a condom on yet. Still pumping away I asked, "Kim are you on the pill or something?" almost pleading with her to say yes. "Oh crap no," she screamed as I pulled out. Kim moved down, took my dick into her mouth and started stroking and sucking me off. "Don't hold back," she told me. I didn't as I started shooting my warm cum down her throat. Most girls would stop as I started to shoot, but not Kim. She continued to lick and suck away even after I was totally drained. I had to pull her off my dick and tell her enough to get her to stop. Kissing me, Kim asked how long it would take for me to recover. "Give me a minute to catch my breath," I told her. "How about something to drink? I've lost a lot of fluids over the last hour," I said walking into the kitchen. Bringing back both a bottle of water and sodas we sat resting on the bed. "It's been a couple of months since I've done that," Kim explained. "My last boyfriend dumped me for a chick with a huge set of knockers and I haven't seen anyone since I wanted to bed, that is, until you came along," she told me. "So in other words, you weren't a virgin?" I said with a laugh. "I haven't been a virgin since I lost it at 17. I'm not a slut or anything like that, but if I see someone that interests me, I go after him. So as you can tell, I'm very shy and reserved," Kim said with a laugh. Grabbing my dick, she licked the head and swallowed the rest as it started to come back to life. "This time let's use a condom, I want to feel you all the way from start to finish," and we did. We screwed until around 3:00 am at which time she told me she had to leave. "My mom always waits up for me. When I get home I tap on her door, that way she goes to sleep knowing I'm safe," she said looking at my bed side clock. "Mom's going to need a nap after this, and so will I by the time I get home." When I dropped her off, Kim gave me a kiss and hug telling me she expected at least a phone call tomorrow before running up to the house. I waited until she was in the house before pulling away. "That is what you call a real firecracker," I thought to myself. She's a little pushy and spoiled as hell but I liked what I saw and wanted to get to know her a lot better. I especially loved the fact that Kim wasn't shy in bed and wondered just how much experience she did have. Over the next six months I had all my questions answered. My parents loved Kim, especially my mom when she told her that she wanted three kids. "I want two boys and a girl," Kim told her. "Boys are easy because they'll do what you tell them," looking over at me. "But girls are a lot harder and I think one will be more than enough." What sealed it for me was when my mom got sick, really sick. Kim basically moved into my parent's house and took charge. She cooked the meals and made sure my mother wanted for nothing. My dad and I took care of the business and Kim took care of the home front. After two months mom was back on her feet and things got back to normal, whatever that was now. Kim had moved in with me and everything was almost perfect but Kim wanted more. Kim had already finish school and was offered a six-month internship with her father's parent company in Chicago, in the H.R. dept. With that under her belt, she was in line to replace the women who was retiring in her dad's division at the end of the year. I didn't want her to go but couldn't talk her out of it. "Rick, it's not like we're married yet and it'll only be for six months. I'll come home or you can come up every month," she explained to me. We fucked like minks the last two weeks and when I drove her to the airport I kissed her not wanting to let her go. "Take care and call me. I'll be up to see you in two weeks, Ok?" I asked. "Don't worry about me. I've got a room mate and a furnished apartment in walking distance from the office, what could go wrong?" Kim told me. "I'll call you when I land," she said as she went through the loading gate. It was a long ride from the airport to my parent's house where I was having dinner that night. My mother kept on me that I should have married Kim and then there would have been no way she would have left. "Mom, it's only for six months and then she'll be back for good," I told her. "Son mark my words, six months is a long time to be by yourself in a strange town. Phone calls are great but with her socializing with new people, what if her eyes wander and she finds someone else?" she asked. "Mom, don't worry, Kim and I love each other very much. There is no way that's going to happen and besides I'll see her every month," I said trying to reassured both her and myself. "I know what your saying honey, and maybe I'm just a mother worrying about her son too much, but don't lose her son, she's someone special." My dad changed the subject and we talked shop for the rest of the night. Kim and I talked almost every night and three weeks to the date I flew up to meet her. We spent Friday night and Saturday morning in bed getting reacquainted which probably kept her roommate up all night. Saturday we went to a club after dinner to meet all the people she worked with in the office. I liked everyone except her boss. He was one of those bastards who knew everything about everything and let you know it, no wonder his wife divorced him. But what I really didn't like was the way he looked at Kim. You could see him watch her as she moved around the crowd of people, this guy was trouble. Kim told me that the group got together a couple of times every week and everyone was pretty tight. "I'm so happy, everyone makes me feel so welcome," she said beaming. I wasn't much of a dancer, but Kim loved to dance and she never had to look far for a partner because there were plenty of available men. I sat there nursing a beer as I watched a tipsy Kim dance with five other men that night. Some got a little too friendly and it took all my strength not to go on the floor and flatten a few of them. It wasn't until she was dancing a slow song with her boss Don that I finally lost it. His hands were all over her back and ass when I came up and taped him on the shoulder to cut in. He ignored me and said I could have the next dance. I pulled him off Kim and told him to keep his damn hands off her. Don backed off with his hands in the air saying, "I don't want any trouble man, be my guest." Kim wasn't happy though. "What are you doing Rick? I was just dancing with him," she yelled. "Kim honey, he had his hands all over you. What was I suppose to do? Just sit there and let him paw you?" I replied. The night went down hill from there. We went back to her apartment and had a huge argument and said some things we'd both regret. "I don't need this shit," I finally said as Kim told me that we weren't married and she'd dance with whom ever she wanted to. That was the last thing I heard as I walked out the door. I checked into the airport Holiday Inn and hit the bar, maybe a little too hard. I was so drunk I never heard my phone ringing off the wall as I slept through everything. I woke up just in time to check out and catch my return flight back. When I got home I finally checked my cell phone, twenty-two messages from Kim. "Screw her," I said to myself as I headed back to my apartment, "She can dance with whomever she fucking wants to now." Dream Crusher I ignored her calls, but did answer her last e-mail that said she was so sorry about the argument. "I trust you Kim, but I don't trust that boss of yours and a few of the salesmen who were taking liberties with you that night," I told her. "They disrespected me but they treated you like a piece of meat that night and I couldn't stand for that." She e-mail me back the next day that Don had apologized to her and told her he would watch his hands from now on. Rick read what she wrote but didn't believe it. "The guys an asshole and will keep trying until gets in her shorts," I thought to myself. Our calls for the next two weeks were stressed at best. Kim thought I was being controlling and I thought she was acting like a spoiled brat. What didn't help matters was I had to cancel the following weeks trip because of a job that had gone sour. Kim had made a lot of plans and I didn't call until the last minute to cancel. "What do you mean your not coming up this weekend? I've made dinner reservations for Friday night and put together a little party for Saturday to make up for the last time," she told me. "Hon I just can't get away. The job was suppose to be done Thursday and the people are moving back into the house Saturday morning so it has to be done by then," I told her. "Rick, you're still mad at me and want to pay me back for your last trip. This isn't fair," Kim yelled over his phone. "If there was anyway I could get away you know I would. I miss you so much Kim," I told her. "You can take that honey crap and shove it up you ass," she said as she hung up on me. I was starting to get more than a little pissed. This was my lively hood and the sooner she realized that, the better off we'd both be. I could have left it to my foreman but my parents counted on me to make sure everything was done and done right. The company's reputation wasn't worth a weekend fuck in Chicago. The job was done by 9:00 Saturday morning but Kim never answered my calls all weekend. By Tuesday I was getting more and more angry and told my dad I needed to fly up and see Kim the following weekend. I finished up early on Friday and headed to the airport. I planned to surprise her so I didn't call ahead. Our calls were down to three per week, with me doing most of the calling. Kim had been very cold on the last few calls and even though I kept saying I was sorry, my apologies seemed to be falling on deaf ears. I drove up to her place by 8:00 and found she wasn't home. "Shit, where in the hell was I supposed to look now?" I said to myself. Finally I decided to go to the club we'd gone to the last time I was there, and if she wasn't there, I'd call her cell phone. The club was packed and dark. I went up to the bar, and with my back against it, I searched for Kim. My eyes adjusted to the darkness within a couple of minutes and I spied her on the dance floor. She was just finishing up dancing with a short blonde guy. She gave him a peck on the cheek as another took his place. The next song was a slow song and I recognized the tall dark man she was dancing with, her prick boss Don. I knew I should have gone up and grabbed Kim but I held back and watched her. Like before, his hands were all over her, but even more so this time. When he slipped his hand into the back of her slacks it was all I could do, to keep from running up there and kicking the shit out of that bastard. "Why the hell was Kim even letting him do it anyway?" I thought to myself. I ordered another beer and watched. After the song they went to a corner booth and started to talk together and laugh. I wasn't ready for what came next. The next moment Don reached over and kissed Kim, not a little peck, but a full mouth kiss. I'd seen enough. I took out my cell and called Kim's. It rang for a minute as she excused herself and walked to the back hallway. "What are you doing honey?" I asked her watching her every move. "Oh, just sitting at home with my room mate listing to some music," she told me. The bitch was lying through her teeth. "I thought you might be out with your friends tonight being it's Friday night." "No just having a quiet night waiting for you to call," she told me. "When are you coming up next?" she asked. Thinking fast, "maybe next weekend if I can get away," I told her. "I'll call you early next week to confirm it sweet heart," I said as the words stuck in my throat. "Well let me go, I've got something cooking and I don't want to ruin it. I'll call you tomorrow afternoon," she said as she hung up. Kim proceeded to go back to the booth and for the next 10 minutes I watched her play kissy face with her boss. I'd seen enough. I got very close to them without being seen, took out my cell phone and took about a half dozen pictures and walked out. The red eye flight from Chicago was almost empty. Those that were there were sleeping or at least trying to. I played the evening over and over in my mind. I knew I should have confronted Kim, but was afraid I end up kicking the shit out of Don and spending the night in jail wasn't my idea of a good time. One thing was certain, I no longer trusted Kim. Saturday morning over coffee I looked at the pictures of Kim and Don kissing. I wondered how far they'd gone and what they did that night after I left. Kim was right; we weren't married and even the prospect of that no longer looked good any more. After coffee, I packed up Kim's stuff, put it in the back of my pickup and headed out to her parents house. Her mom was out so I had to deal with her dad. I was shocked to find her dad backed me up one hundred percent. "I don't blame you Rick, if I'd caught them together I would have punched out his running lights," he said with a smile. "The girls got to grow up and decide what the hell she wants. She just can't go through life screwing over other people. But you'll have to be the one to tell her about her stuff being here not me," he said with a snicker. He and I both knew Kim's temper. Even sober it wasn't something I liked, so I decided to take the coward's way out and e-mail her. I made it short and simple. "Looks like I've been replaced. I've taken all your stuff back to your parent's house. Have fun in Chicago." With that I attached the pictures from my cell phone. I turned off my cell, called up a few buddies and went out on the town. Bill and Gary made sure Kim was the last thing on my mind Saturday night. Between the booze and the strippers they made sure I had a great time. I woke up in Gary's house, in a bed with a tall black girl. I didn't have a clue where I was until I put on my shorts and hit the kitchen. Gary was there sipping coffee looking none the worse for wear. "What in the hell?" I started to say before Gary stopped me mid sentence. "We ended up at the Pink Slipper at 1:00 am last night. You were shit faced, whining about Kim when Candy took a liking to you," Gary told me. Looking down at my shorts I wondered what had taken place in that bed. "Don't worry, we dragged your ass out to the car, into the house and put you to bed. Candy undressed you and tried to get you interested with a little blowjob but you were totally out of it. I'm sure she wouldn't mind a little nookie this morning," Gary said with a smile. Looking at my watch I asked Gary to take care of the girl for me. My parents expected me to be at Sunday dinner and my mom never took no for an answer. "Don't worry, I'll find something to do with Candy, if you know what I mean," Gary said as he walked down the hall and shut the door. I found my truck out front and looked at my watch. 2:00, I had just enough time to drive home, take a shower and be back at mom's by 4:00. I had a huge headache, my stomach felt like shit and I couldn't remember a single thing that happened last night. It had been a long time since I'd been that drunk. "Honey, you look like something the dog threw up," my mother told me as I walked through the door. "You must have had one heck of a time in Chicago. What time did you get back anyway?" "I caught the red eye out of Chicago and got home early Saturday morning," I told her. My mom gave me that look that only a mother can give so we sat down and I went over the events of the last two day leaving out the part about Candy. "I told you to marry her when you had the chance, have you talked to her yet and asked her about it?" my mother inquired. "No mom, I sent her a e-mail and down loaded the pictures to her. I was in no mood to talk with her Friday or Saturday," I told her. "I just don't trust her anymore mom. What's a faithful girl doing playing around with her boss when she supposed to be true to me? I'm sorry mom, I just don't need this shit," I told her. "Well, when she does call, listen to what she has to say, will you for me?" she requested. "For you mom anything, now lets eat because I can't even remember my last solid meal" I told her. When I got back to my apartment my answering machine was full of messages from Kim and when I turned on my cell phone there was an additional twenty-five more. "Let her stew for a while," I thought to myself. I checked my e-mail and had three messages from Kim. The first two e-mails were, I'm sorry, it's not what it looks like and it's nothing but a little friendliness between us and on and on and on. However, not one e-mail said that she thought she was doing anything wrong or said she was sorry for doing it. It was nothing but excuses for her actions. "Maybe my first impressions about Kim were right," I thought. Tuesday when I came home from work, Kim was sitting on my step. "You never answered any of my calls," she started. "Rick, it's not what it looked like honey, let me explain," she continued. "Let's take this inside Kim, I don't want the world to know my business," I told her. Once inside, I lowered the boom. "Have you slept with him yet?" I asked. "Of course not, what do you take me for, some kind of slut?" she answered angrily. "I'm really not sure anymore Kim. I know what I saw and by the looks of it, this wasn't the first time between the two of you, was it?" "Look Rick, I haven't been to bed with anyone but you since we started going out. Maybe I let my flirting get out of hand with Don, but it meant nothing. I want no one but you sweet heart," she said with her best puppy dog eyes. I couldn't resist her and we were in each other's arms before she'd finished her last sentence. We both started undressing as we raced down the hall to my bedroom. There wasn't any foreplay. I was between Kim's legs shoving my rock hard dick into her already wet pussy as I threw her on the bed. "Fuck me you son of a bitch, fuck me hard. I need to feel you inside me," Kim screamed as I kept pounding her. It had been weeks and we were both were like animals in heat. I pulled out, flipped Kim over on her stomach and entered her from behind. The hell with love making, this was lust like we had the first night. I held out as long as I could and then started shooting load after load in her cunt. Kim exploded and her pussy clamped onto my dick, which only heightened our orgasms. I finally eased out and found I was a little sore from the pounding I'd given her. Rolling over on my side next to her I kissed her shoulder and neck. "I'm never going to walk again," Kim said with a laugh. "And they say makeup sex is supposed to be the best. I feel like the receiving end of a pile driver, satisfied but sore." Kim jumped up, got a warm wet washcloth and as she was wiping my dick off it started to get hard again. "Someone still wants to play?" she said as she started licking my dick. Kim worked on the head, licking around the edges and tried to push her tongue into the opening slit. I loved it when she took it deep and licked the under side of my balls. "It looks like she's going to make sure this was the best blowjob I'd ever had," I said to myself as Kim kept working my dick. Kim deep throated most of me, all the while caressing the boys as I watched her. After about five minutes, with sperm churning in my balls, I was damn close. Kim started sucking harder and faster until I felt a finger at my asshole. I let loose as Kim sucked, stroked and fingered my asshole. Goddamn I was in heaven. I kept shooting load after load until my dick was drained and sore. "Stop, stop Kim, your killing me," I cried out. With a smile on her face she moved up and kissed me, shoving her tongue all the way down my throat. "Did you like that?" she said with a smile. "I was planning on saving that little trick for a special occasion but tonight I think I owed it to you." We cuddled together and dropped off to sleep for about three hours. When I woke up, Kim was getting dressed. "Where you going, come back to bed," I said patting the bed next to me. "I've got an early flight out so be a doll and get dressed so you can drive me to the airport," Kim said pulling the covers off the bed. I still felt that we needed to discuss our relationship and the hour and a half drive to the airport would be the perfect time, neither one of us could go anywhere. "Kim, I don't want you to go back to Chicago," I started. "What the are you talking about, I've got four months left to finish," she told me. "You don't need this, there are plenty of jobs around here and if nothing else, I can teach you to run the office. Mom's not going to be doing it forever and we'll need someone to take over." "I told you, I don't want to be owing to any man. I want my own career, can't you understand that?" she said in a loud voice. "It's just that you don't trust me, is that it?" "It's not you, it's that prick Don I don't trust," I told her. "I don't want to see what I saw the last time I came up there." The conversation started to go down hill fast from that point. "Are you saying that you're going to sneak up there and spy on me from now on? Just to make sure I'm not doing anything a good girl isn't supposed to be doing? Can I still drink and dance with my friends, or is that forbidden also?" she quipped. "Yes, if it involves kissing and letting another man feel you up," I said out loud. "I don't see a ring on this finger, and until I have one, I'll do what ever I damn well please. Rick, you don't own me," she screamed back. "Keep this up, and you'll never have one either," I replied. As soon as the words came out of my mouth I knew I had said too much. What was supposed to be a serious conversation about our future, turned into an argument about me not trusting her, which at this point I didn't. It was a quiet drive the rest of the way to the airport. I tried to say something but Kim cut me off. "At least now I know where I stand with you," Kim said in a huff as she got out. "Kim, please," was all I got out of my mouth as she turned around. "Fuck you, don't bother to call me any more," she said as she walked away. And I didn't. Kim sent me one e-mail saying she was sorry about what she'd said on the ride to the airport but I deleted it like the ten phone messages she left over the next three weeks. I knew it was over, no use dragging it out any longer. The wild spirit I'd fallen in love with, was now something I couldn't live with. It was all "me" instead of "we" and that was something I couldn't build a future on. So I got on with his life and within two weeks was dating again, well fucking anyway. My mom started training a woman fresh out of business school to handle the books for her. Barb was a young single mother with a three-year-old baby girl named Tammy. As the story goes, the father found out about the baby and left town, leaving Barb to fend for herself. After she had the baby, Barb went to night school so she could make a new life for the two of them. Mom liked her, but mom like the under dogs especially if they had little kids. She was sorry to hear about Kim and I, but knew me well enough not to question me in this matter. I ended up working close with Barb, getting her familiar with how I was quoting jobs and where I liked to purchase my materials. She learned fast and in no time we were redoing the books to make it easier to invoice our customers. Many nights we burned the midnight oil trying to solve one problem or another. On those occasions I brought in dinner and had what Tammy like to refer to as a picnic. We had our first tiff when Barb switched hardware vendors. "Barb, we've been dealing with Hank for ten years for Christ's sake, he's almost like family" I told her. "Family doesn't screw you over do they? Hank is selling at a cheaper price to some of your competitors and I found online where he's buying his materials," she informed me. "I've contacted the company and we can now buy direct from them and you'll end up saving twice what that little red toy of yours cost in just the first year," she said with a smile. Good looks and brains, a great combination. After that we had no more tiffs. She was a company man or should I say woman. God help you though, if you purchased something and didn't have the receipt, because you'd better shit one before you left her office if you expected to get reimbursed. Barb and Tammy started having Sunday dinner with my family every week. When Barb said that she didn't want to impose mom told her that she and Tammy were not only employees but were like family, and they were. They just fit in so well. It was Friday night, and month end closing wasn't going well. Something was wrong and neither of us could figure it out. Mom had taken Tammy to the house as Barb and I went over the figures for the third time. We balanced the books every week so it had to be something in the fourth week we were both missing. We finally went day by day and when it came to Thursday I saw it. We'd switched from cutting payroll checks every week to twice a month, on the fifteenth and thirtieth. We showed the thirtieth checks, but had forgotten to take the old payroll records out of the spreadsheet. In essence, we were showing double the payroll for that week. When Barb saw it too, she leaped for joy and pumped her fist yelling out, "yes, yes, yes." She hugged me and gave me a kiss right on the lips. We both froze for a second. "I'm sorry Rick, I shouldn't have done that," she said. "Hell, I'm not sorry," as I reached for her and kissed her back. For the next twenty minutes our lips were never apart. Lips, tongues hands we did it all in her very small office. Barb was the one to pull back. "We shouldn't be doing this Rick, we barely know each other," she told me still out of breath. "Let's not go down a path tonight that we'll both regret tomorrow morning. I need this job and I don't want to lose it by letting this get out of hand," she told me. "How about we finish up what we're doing, go out for some coffee and talk," I asked. "If it's just coffee ok, but remember Tammy's still at your moms. Let me call her and tell her I'm going to be a little late," she said with a wink. The month showed a nice profit and for the next two hours we talked. She laid her cards on the table. Tammy came first and then the job, so the two of them could survive. Her personal life had to fit into those parameters and up until now it hadn't been an issue. I told her I found her attractive and was drawn to her, but had been holding back because I didn't want to mix business with pleasure. Besides, if it didn't work out it could get to be a little uncomfortable in the office. We both decided to take it slow and see what transpired. "If your free tomorrow, why don't you let me take you to dinner," I asked. "Just dinner?" she replied with her hands folded in front of her. "Just dinner, I promise no funny stuff," I said crossing my heart. Dream Crusher My mom gave us both a funny look as we walked into the house together. "Mom, will you watch Tammy tomorrow night for Barb? She did such a good job I want to take her out to dinner tomorrow night," I said with a smile. "Sure honey. Tammy's no problem, I'd love to baby sit her," she said with a cautious smile. Barb grabbed Tammy and headed out thanking my mom for watching her. As soon as she was out the door mom cornered me. "Rick, what are you up to? Barb isn't one of your little play things and if you hurt her or make her quit, I'm going to whip the living daylights out of you," she said trying to hit me with her dishrag. I picked up Barb the next night and we headed for a little out of the way seafood place. The atmosphere was romantic and the food was over priced but the best in town. We ate, drank and talked for most of the night. We were the last ones in the restaurant when the waiter told us they were closing up. I took the long way back, along the lake, and stopped in the parking lot. "I don't believe we're parking in a car, like two high school kids," she said to me. "If you give me your class ring, we can go steady," she mocked me as we both laughed. "This is more what I had in mind," I said as I pulled her close to me kissing her deeply. We kissed and fondled one another as much as two people could in a small two seater. "Rick, it's been a long time since I've been with anyone and I'm not ready to jump into bed with the first guy who shows me any attention," she told me. "If you're interested in taking it to the next level I'm more than willing, but if you're playing games with me, count me out." "No games," I told her. "We'll take it as slow or as fast as you want," I said kissing her again. "But next time let's go to my place where we can be a lot more comfortable," I said with a shit eating grin on my face as Barb punched me in the shoulder. We became a formal couple after that night. Barb was invited to all the family gatherings and Tammy started calling me, Uncle Rick. My mom didn't know where it was all going but was overjoyed to have Tammy and Barb around all the time. Everything would have been perfect if it wasn't for that damn call three months after Kim left. I saw the number, cringed and answered it anyway. "Hi Kim, how are you doing?" I said casually. "Rick, we have a problem, I'm about three months pregnant," she blurted out. I swallowed hard, "sorry about that, whose baby is it?" I asked "You know damn well who's baby it is, it's yours. It must have happened that last night we were together," she continued. "Shit," is all I could say at this moment. Great, just fucking great I thought to myself. I had no reason to doubt her but said it anyway. "How can I be sure it's mine? I don't know who you've been screwing since you left." "I guess I deserve that, but for your information I haven't been to bed with anyone since I was with you that night. So unless someone's been screwing me in my sleep, the baby's yours." Kim said that she was coming home that weekend, so I told her I'd pick her up at her parent's house Saturday morning. I got no sleep that night. I thought about Kim and Barb and what a mess I was in now. Kim ran to my car as I pulled up and was all over me. "Easy girl, hold on until we get out of here," I told her pushing her into the passenger seat. "I'm just so happy to see you, I've missed you so much," Kim said beaming. "Let's go get something to eat," she said buckling her seatbelt. Kim was going on and on nonstop about the baby and her job and how happy her parents were and had I told my parents yet. Kim noticed that I was quieter than usual. "Aren't you happy about the baby?" she asked. I paused for a moment. "Not really Kim. We broke up because you and I were on two different paths and I don't see how a babies going to change that fact," I told her. "I know I've been a bitch, but I'm almost done in Chicago and when I move back, we'll be a family; you, me and the baby," she said beaming. "Won't that be wonderful? I can't wait to tell your mother our good news," she announced. She was flying back that evening but said in three weeks she'd be back for good and wanted to move in with me. "I can move in when I get back, but we'll be needing more room after the babies born. Maybe we should start looking for a house?" she asked. I couldn't get her to shut up as my head felt like it was going to explode. I was never so happy when 6:00 came around and I took her back to the airport. "Call me honey and I'll take good care of our baby," she said as she waved goodbye. As I sat at the dinner table at Barb's apartment Monday night I just picked at my food. "I know I'm not a great cook, but you haven't eaten a bite." Putting her fork down she looked at me. "Ok, what's wrong?" she asked. "Kim's pregnant and I'm the father," I blurted out. "I don't want to be with her, I want you," I said looking down at my plate. "Tammy honey, why don't you take your plate into the living room and watch TV," she instructed. Waiting for Tammy to leave she asked, "when did you find out and do your parents know yet?" "She broke the news to me this weekend and no, I haven't told my parents yet. I don't want anything to do with her Barb, I want to be with you and Tammy," I said reaching for her hand. "Rick, I want to be with you more than anything else in the world, but this changes everything. As much as I hate what I'm going to say, you can't abandon her like that asshole did to me. You and her made a baby and no matter what you think of her, you have to think about the baby," she told me. "Get up, we have to tell your parents and right now." Mom and dad sat there with their mouths open and said nothing for quite awhile. Mom, looking directly at Barb, asked what I was going to do. I shrugged as dad spoke up. "Son, you're going to do the only thing a responsible man can do, you're going to take care of the mom and baby. You may not like it, but you made this mess and you're going to have to live with it." Mom was hugging Barb as the tears began to flow from both of them now. I'd hurt them both. On the way back home Barb was very quiet. "At least we didn't let it get too far," she said as she looked at Tammy sleeping in the back seat. "We can still be friends, can't we?" she said with tears in her eyes. "God Barb I'm so sorry, I only wish," I started to say when Barb stopped me midsentence. "Please Rick, I don't want to hear any thing more. I couldn't bare to hear what could have been," she sobbed. I carried Tammy into the house and laid her on her bed. Barb hugged me and told me not to be a stranger and then I left. I drove around for three hours before ending back at my apartment. I wanted to get drunk and would have if there were any beer left in the house, luckily there wasn't. For the next two weeks I walked around in a fog. Barb and I were warm to each other but she began building a wall up between us. Barb and Tammy still came to Sunday dinner but announced that when Kim came back she would no longer come. "It just wouldn't feel right," she told them. I wasn't getting the jobs done and was forgetting to do more and more things. "Get you head out of your ass," my dad yelled at me one day. "If you can't handle it stay in the office and I'll have Gary handle the crew," he told me. That really hurt. Kim was calling me almost every night and pressuring me to start moving her stuff into the apartment and had I made a decision about looking for a house for the three of them. I was a lost soul and an accident waiting to happen, and it did. I was doing some roof trim work on a two story Victorian when it happened. I lost my footing and slid backwards and fell off the roof. There was a wrought iron railing around the house and I fell right on top of it. I screamed as I was impaled on it. Gary was the first one to get to me. He found me out cold and with at least four pieces of the railing sticking out of my body. He called 911. The fire dept had to cut the section of railing I was stuck to and transport me to the hospital with the pieces still sticking out me. I guess I came in and out of it, but hadn't a clue what was happening. My parents, Barb, Tammy and the entire crew were crammed into the waiting room. "Has anyone called Kim?" my mother asked. "Mother, let's wait until we know what's going on," my dad told her. After about three hours, the doctor came out. "He's out of the woods for now. He will need another surgery to repair some of the minor leg damage, but that can wait. We took care of the life threating injuries in the chest, stomach and for now he's resting comfortably. He is one luck man. If the railing had punctured him an inch lower it would have gone through his heart. For now, let him sleep and you can all see him tomorrow," he told the group. I woke up in pain and after opening up my eyes I knew where I was. I buzzed the nurse. Within a minute she was at my bedside. "I know where I am, but what happened?" I asked. "You fell off a roof onto a railing and became a human pin cushion. Three sections went completely through your body and two others went in your legs and groin about four inches. You were in surgery for about three hours. All in all, you had quite a day yesterday," she told me with a smile on her face. The doctor came in about a half an hour later and explained what he done and that he had a few more tests to run. "You're going to be pretty sore for about a week or two. One of the barbs almost hit your testicles and another went into your groin, so you're going to be out of commission for a while; if you know what I mean," he said with a smile. "But don't worry, it'll still function. However we did take a semen sample yesterday while you were out and will need another one in a day or two." He then told me there was a crowd of people outside and that since I was awake he'd let them come in. Everyone came storming in. My mom was kissing me and yelling at me for giving her such a fright. My dad asked about the pain and the crew gave me nothing but grief. "If you wanted some time off, you didn't need to jump off the roof, I'd been happy to give you a few days off," Gary laughed at me. This went on for about a half hour before the nurse kicked everyone out. As the group left, Barb stayed. She walked over to the side of my bed and I could tell she'd been crying. "I thought we were going to lose you," she said sobbing. "And I don't know what I'd do without you," she said kissing me. We hugged and kissed for a few minutes until I moaned in pain. "I'm going to be stuck here for another two days but I want to see you when you get off work tonight," I told her. "Just to let you know, your mom called Kim's parents and Kim is flying in late tonight." "She'll probably be here tomorrow morning," Barb said sadly. "Hell with her. Why don't you sneak in Tammy tonight, we'll close the door and have a picnic, the hospital food sucks anyway," I said as I saw a smile come to Barb's face. Later that night, the nurses looked the other way as the two of them sat on my bed and had a quite dinner. The next morning, Kim came flying into the room and jumped on me. "I came as soon as I could," she said. "How are you feeling? When are they releasing you?" and a million other questions. "I guess I'm going to be out of here tomorrow, if the doctor releases me," I told her just as the doctor walked into the room. "Speak of the devil," I said out loud as the doctor grabbed his chart. "How are you feeling today Rick?" "I'm still pretty sore, especially in my groin area. Hell, it hurts to even take a leak," I said softly. "Does it still look like I can get out of here tomorrow?" I inquired. "If every thing comes back clean, you can leave tomorrow. However, I want you in bed for at least three more days and to take it easy after that. I don't want you pulling out those stitches," he warned me. "Looks like no nookie for you," Kim said out loud. "No matter, we've already got a bun in the oven so I can wait awhile longer," she said with a wink. The doctor just looked at her as I told him that Kim was my fiancée and was pregnant with our child. He gave me a smile and then told Kim congratulations and walked out. Kim stayed another hour or so then left explaining that her and her mother were going to look at baby furniture. My parents and Barb came back later that night and stayed until Kim came back. Mom introduced Barb as the new company bookkeeper. "I guess we'll be seeing a lot of each other from now on," Kim told Barb. A sad look came over Barb as she excused herself explaining that she had to pickup her daughter. I was so exhausted that I slept almost eight straight hours that night. The nurse had to wake me up to take my pain pills at 8:00 am. I had a few visitors in my room when the doctor came in shortly before 10:00. "I need to examine him now, so if you don't mind I need you all to leave," he told them. He looked at the stitches and told me every thing seemed to be healing nicely. "Rick, I received the last of your tests this morning and you'll be out of here by noon if you'd like. But there's one test result I need to go over with you before you leave," he said with a serious look on his face. "Don't look so gloomy doc, you'd think I was dying or something with that look you have on you face," he said jokingly. "I'm not am I?" "No Rick, everything came back normal except one test. We took a semen sample during the surgery because of the injuries and another a couple of days later and they both came back the same," he told me. "That's good isn't it doc?" I asked. "There isn't any good way of saying this, Rick your sterile. The sample before and after were the same, so you were sterile before your accident," he told me. For some reason it wasn't registering in my brain what the doctor was trying to tell me, maybe because of all the drugs I was taking. "You're saying I can't father a child ever again?" I asked. "Rick, you never could father a child, you're sterile. You've got some old scare tissue around the base and side of the area, I expect this isn't the first accident like this you've had." I thought for a second, mountain bike racing six years ago. I'd gone over a jump, went end over end and landed on the bar of my bike. My dick and balls had swelled up the size of basketballs but I never thought I'd done any permanent damage, well I guess I had. "I didn't want to be the one to tell you, but you can't have kids, and the baby Kim is carrying isn't yours." That's when everything hit me. "The bitch, the fucking bitch" I yelled out loud. She'd gotten herself knocked up and was trying to pin it on me. It was probably Don's kid," I thought to myself. "That's why she's been so loving and caring since she's been back." I worked myself into such a blind rage that the doctor had to step in and calm me down. "Doc, I need what you told me in writing, something that'll stand up in court," I told him. He agreed but told me to relax and not get too worked up. Fat chance of that happening. The doctor did what I requested and I pondered a plan of how best to break the news to Kim and everyone else. Gary and my dad help check me out of the hospital and got me back into my apartment. I had my mom get a few food trays and some beer because I was having a group over later that evening I told her. She questioned me but I told her I'd gotten a clean bill of health and could do almost anything in moderation. So at about 7:00 everyone was there. Mine and Kim's parents, Barb, Gary and the crew. Everyone was telling me how happy they were about me getting home and my crew told me it was about time I got off my lazy ass and got back to work. I let everyone get their digs in before telling everyone I had an announcement to make and to gather round. "You all know that Kim is expecting a child," I started as the crew piped in about no more nookie for me anymore. I continued. "While sitting in bed with nothing to do, I kept thinking about baby names," I said looking at a beaming Kim. "I've come up with a girl and boys name that I think will be appropriate under the circumstances," I announced. "If it's a girl she should be named Donna and if it's a boy, Don junior should fit," I said to a surprised group. "You see, the doctor told me I've been shooting blanks since my mountain bike accident six years ago," I said handing Kim a copy of the doctor's report. "So who else have you been screwing Kim, besides Don that is?" I said looking at a surprised Kim who was now reading the report. Her mother started asking embarrassing questions as her dad grabbed her by the arm and told her they were leaving, apologizing to me as he pulled her out of the room. Everyone stood there stunned. "Parties over guys, time for you to leave because you have a lot of work to do tomorrow," I told my crew. "I'll be checking on you guys real soon," I said with a smile. "That little slut," mom screamed out. "Screwing around on my son. To think I use to like that little bitch," she yelled. Dad told her to settle down and it was also time for the two of them to leave, glancing up at Barb. "We're taking Tammy with us," my mom said. "You can pick her up later tonight or tomorrow," she said with a smile. With everyone gone, Barb sat on the bed next to me. "When did you find out?" she asked. "Just this morning," I told her. "Well, it looks like I won't have to wear a condom when we finally do it," I said with a forced laugh. "You ok?" she asked me. "I mean you'll never be able to father a child, can you live with that?" she asked holding my hand. "Shouldn't I be asking you that question?" I said pulling her face to mine and gently kissing her. "I mean, are you going to ok with us being together and not having anymore kids?" "Rick, we've got Tammy and she loves you to death, and if we want more we can always adopt. I just want the three of us to be together for right now," she said as she pushed me back on the bed. I smiled at her, "does this mean your asking me to marry you?" I said with a huge smile. "I'm not sure, I think I'm going to have to sleep on it. You know it's kind of a big step," I said as she called me an asshole. Getting up from the bed Barb started to undress. When she was almost nude I reminded her that I was out of commission for two weeks. "You still have tongue don't you?" she said removing the rest of her clothes. She laid me back as she kissed and played tongue tag with me. I fondled her breasts and twisted her nipples as she moaned. "God she had a nice set," I said to myself as I licked the closest nipple to my eager mouth and started sucking on it. "Easy honey, we have all night," Barb cooed. I started to get an erection as I worked on her breasts. "At least I know my dick still works," I said out loud. I pulled the pillow out from under my head and positioned Barbs cunt over my face. It was closely cropped like it had been shaved and then grown out. "If I knew we'd be doing this, I would have re-shaved it this morning," she told me as she lowered it to my mouth. I lightly licked it down the center before using my fingers to part her outer lips. Barb was so wet she was dripping and shivered as my tongue touched her already hard clit. "Oh my God, that feels so good," Barb said as I licked her clit and moved my tongue up and down her slit. Moving lower, I shoved my tongue as far up her pussy as it would go. "Oh fuck me," she screamed as she climaxed all over my face as I lapped away all the while using my thumb to massage her clit. "God she was wet," I thought, as she never stopped leaking pussy juice on my face. As she started to come down I shoved one then two fingers in her cunt. "She sure was tight," I said to myself as I worked them in and out. Dream Crusher Barb tensed up as she felt the two fingers start to stretch her out. It was if nothing larger than a finger or two had been in her pussy in years and it felt oh so good as she was nearing her next orgasm. I eased my fingers out of her pussy, much to Barbs dismay, and put a glob of spit on each as I shoved one up her pussy and the other up her ass. Barb exploded with a huge orgasm as she raised and lowered her body onto my fingers. "Oh God, oh my God" is all she could get out as she gripped the headboard for support. With my fingers busy I moved my tongue back to her clit, licked it a few times and then started sucking it like a small nipple. Barb's pussy clamped onto my fingers as he spasms kept going on and on like waves crashing on the shore. For a moment or two, thought she was going to pass out. After what seemed like twenty minutes, I let her come down as she rolled over next to me breathing like a beached whale gasping for air. "Wow," she said as we lay there. She rolled over onto her side and moved up to my face. She licked my lips and then kissed me again. "I'm not sure how I'm going to handle you when you're a hundred percent recovered. You put me over the top with just your tongue, I'm not sure what you'll end up doing when we actually do the big nasty?" she said with a laugh. "But I can't wait to find out." With that we rested for the night and just kissed and cuddled. Barb picked up Tammy the following morning. "Well?" my mom asked as we came through the door as they all sat in the kitchen eating breakfast. "Let's just say everything works," Barb said with a smirk. "Way too much information for me," my dad said as he headed back to the bedroom. We settled on a small wedding with about fifty guests one month later, neither one of us wanted to wait. We went on a seven-day cruise for our honeymoon where we really got to try out my repaired tool. After the third day Barb said that if we didn't leave the cabin she'd never be able to walk again. We came back refreshed and more in love. Kim had the baby and the tests proved that Don was the father, so he was the one that got stuck with child support. Kim's dad was so ashamed by what Kim and Don had put him through, he saw to it that they both were fired from their jobs because of the moral clause in their contracts. So much for forgive and forget. Kim still lives at home and works in a small law office in town. Barb and I still see her every once in a while but she always ignores us. She sent me a letter two weeks after the big blowup explaining that she only went to bed with Don twice. And that she really thought it was my child. She asked me to forgive her and that she hoped I was happy. And I was...