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Iron Heart

By: creepyrj



Well sorry for the delay, but life in Creepyrville is just annoyingly simple. Work sucks, as we all know, and life has a habit of fucking with my program! but enough excuses from me, here ya go! For some of you who now my work by now this might be up your alley, for those who don't well now's the time to famlliarize yourself with what I do. have to shout out to my buddy Mokelke for being fucking awesome and to all you who put up with long waits and what not for the next installment. Have fun reading, VOTE, and leave a comment for the Creepyr. Enjoy the show kids! 

*

Ben felt the straining in his arms as he hefted the massive beam. His team worked fast to get it into place as it was laid in by the crane. This type of hard work was the one thing he lived for. His massive bulk brought on by his nineteen years on the job was paying off. The beam slid into place and the welder began his work. The ease of which the process was done was repeated several times and soon the platform was assembled. The noon sun hadn't risen and the hard working crew found themselves on course to being done with the section early. Ben Harris stood over the beam and stomped it with his heavy work boot making sure it was set as the welds were made. A faint grin came across his face. Sure it was always the same hard work, but it paid very well.

At forty three Ben had always been a hardworking man that loved his family. Not once did he complain when his wife of twenty five years decided she was going to up and leave him. He never complained when she took him in court for a large sum of money. He even didn't complain when she began to flaunt her new boy toys in front of him and their daughters.

Ben shook his head in disgust when he thought about his ex-wife and the complete bitch she turned into as their marriage neared it's end. The only thing he really felt for her was pity. For the first ten or so years of their marriage she was a nice happy woman. In her thirties, after their four daughters were born and starting to grow into teens, she began to drink and her mood swings began to become more and more frequent.

Ben never understood why she suddenly went from nice to crazed, but he suspected it to be a mid-life crisis. For a few years he even played along with being the nice and understanding husband even when all his friends warned him she might be fucking around on him. Ben had his suspicions, but he kept them in check for a long time. Time went by, his daughter grew up, two of them moved out. By the time the third daughter was getting ready to move out, things were so tense in the household. He confronted his wife with his suspicions, but she denied everything. With no real evidence to back him up, he had to let the matter go. Sadly not much later he literally walked onto the evidence he lacked before.

Coming home from work early one day, he was going to get on his bike and leave for a run down the Shore. As he pulled up he saw her car and another he didn't recognize. Growling deep in his throat he walked from his truck and stalked into the house. The noises he heard made his eyes burn with intensity. He stalked to the room and with a contemptuous glare he opened the door fully.

There in his bed was his wife fucking some scrawny, little bastard. He walked to the bed and tore it off the frame. The bodies of his wife and her lover unceremoniously spilled to the floor and they shouted in protest. The man stood up and his eyes burned, then they changed. Ben was easily two times the man's size and when the little shit tried to fight him he gave him a rude awakening. 

Aside from being an iron worker Ben worked out heavily. His body had become as hard as the steel beams he worked with due to his power lifting. Ben's anger at the moment was so consuming, he just stood there as the smaller man punched him three times in the face. The impacts of the fists didn't even make him budge. He glared at his wife as she yelled at him for interrupting her. As the fourth punch sailed in his hand snatched the younger man's hand from midair. With a violent and sudden twist of his wrist Ben snapped the young man's wrist around. The younger man was on his tip toes when Ben's mighty hand began to squeeze. One by one the bones in his hand gave way to the iron vice grip of Ben Harris. One by one the loud crunching of bones sounded through the room above the horrified shrieks of his wife. The younger man squealed like a stuck pig while Ben held the pulp in his hand and continued to glare at his wife.

The horror of the spectacle made her scramble to the phone, but Ben beat her there. The yelling match that occurred prompted the neighbors to call the police. Ben was not charged, but the divorce drug on for weeks and was an ugly thing. He didn't care much for her putting him through shit, but the shit his daughters had to endure killed him inside. He loved them so much and for them to be put through their mother's shit and hearing the horrifying news was a shock to all of them.

The thing that killed Ben the most was simple: all four of his daughters were firmly in his camp. They couldn't stand the bitch their mother had become and it killed the two younger ones when she was given custody of them.

Ben stared at the beam for a while longer and when it was firmly in place he looked up and motioned for the next one. Ben worked for the whole day without a care as to why he was living in a small three-bedroom apartment, alone. His daughters were allowed to spend time with him on the weekends. This weekend he was going to take them out for a nice get away south to the Jersey Shore. He hoped they would like it as it got them away from the bitch. Putting his mind back to work he looked at how fast it was progressing and was pleased. The second and third floor was half done by the end of his shift and as he walked to his truck he got a phone call from his oldest.

"Hey baby," Ben's deep voice said into the phone.

"Hi daddy! How's it going?" Susan Driver, his oldest daughter asked.

"Going well, honey," Ben said and got into his truck. He plugged it into the phone jack and set his hands free as he started the engine.

"That's good daddy. I heard Sherry was wanting to go to Rutgers," She said mentioning the third oldest.

"Yup. She got a full ride in academia as well as track," Ben said proudly.

Of all his daughters Sherry and the youngest Rochelle had the most to offer. Susan was an accountant and his second oldest Mary was a business major at Princeton. Ben smiled as he thought of his daughter making the big step. 

"Dad you still there?" Susan asked.

"Hmm, yeah I'm still here honey. Just proud of my girls is all," he said back.

"Daddy," Susan gushed. "Dad, I hope you won't get mad, but Mom is at it again," she whispered.

"I could care less," Ben said dryly. His eyes narrowed as the words came out before he could stop them, "She got her fucking alimony so she can go piss off," he spat out. 

"I know dad, but she's really on a tear about you two lately," Susan said ruefully.

"Why now? She fucked around on me, took my hard earned money, took away the rights to see my youngest child, and now she has the fucking nerve to talk more shit?" Ben said harshly. He heard what he said too late and his better nature kicked in. "I'm sorry honey. I should keep my personal issues to myself."

"No daddy it's OK. She started it. God knows that Mary, Rochelle and Sherry want out from under her bad. I heard Rochelle was spending more time away from home because of it," she said.

"Yeah. I had to drive her back there after she ran away to my place a few times. Her mother is just being dumb," Ben said as he got onto the Parkway.

"Daddy can't you just get her out of there through the courts?" she asked.

"I tried, but every time I try she pulls that 'I have a temper'-card and throws it all over the courts," Ben chuckled.

Susan giggled at that. She knew the reason why her dad had done what he did. It didn't bother her that her father beat the man without hitting him. She actually had him bring it up in court and it had saved him from further legal issues. Sometimes Justice worked was the thought. 

"Well Daddy you know Todd and I are going to have a great barbeque next weekend. Can you make it?" she pleaded.

"How could I refuse that sweet request? I'll bring the beer," he said and she laughed.

"You do that, old man! I love you, daddy," she said happily.

"I love you too, baby. See you next weekend," he said smiling and she hung up.

Ben drove the rest of the way on the dreaded Parkway and soon found himself nearing his apartment. Living in the Totowa region of New Jersey was a nice place. His apartment was decent and with the great wages he made, living there was a breeze. Ben walked to the mailbox and opened it. The bills and legal notices from his wife's attorney were nicely stuffed inside. Going over the many envelopes he threw most of the junk away and read the notices.

It seemed she was claiming she was pregnant and demanding a DNA test from him. Ben almost fell over laughing at the absurdity of the request and poured himself a double shot of Crown Black. He sipped the hard liquid and shook his head incredulously. The nerve of that bitch was amazing sometimes. They hadn't even spoken more than what was needed to be said to each other in the nine months since the divorce and here she was claiming he had fucked her.

Ben laughed so hard he fell over from his chair and to the floor. As he regained his footing he shook his head and tilted back the rest of the drink. Chuckling still, he got out his dinner and heated it up. Turning on the news he saw it was full of idiots that reminded him of his ex-wife so he changed it. Finding a good movie on one of the premium channels he kicked back and relaxed as he ate. 

After he was rested and ready, he went to his barbells and began his work out. He had gone down from five a week to three a week schedule for power lifting. For today he was focusing more toning and shaping exercises. He did his curls as he watched the movie and realized he was going to have to call his lawyer back. Somewhere in the line of shit he was given, he was going to have his lawyer tell her to go fuck off. That thought made the weights feel like nothing and he continued on. Anger was a powerful tool for the gym after all.

****

Leta was in handcuffs as she spat vile curses at her now ex-boyfriend. The cop was only restraining her because the bigger man felt afraid of the diminutive little woman. At five two she was hardly a spec to the man's five eleven. Her boyfriend made taunting gestures as he got his things and with the help of the Patterson Police he even made off with some of her things as well. 

"Hijo de puta!" she hissed at him.

She spat at him as he gave her a toothy grin as he walked out like nothing was wrong. After he was safe in his car, the cop let her go. She turned to the cop and in her most cold voice ordered him leave. The cop decided to listen and left well enough alone.

Leta walked through her apartment and fumed at the new pile of crap she had to put up with. Malik was just like all the other supposed-to-be-real-man she was looking for and had the misfortune of finding. He was tall, suave, and apparently a loser. She worked two jobs and constantly he was broke and begging her for money. She was only with him because he was supposed to have a great job. But aside from his habit of constantly buying new shoes and then blowing the rest on pot and games, he was useless. In bed he was a joke to her and she was getting ready to revisit her old habit of becoming a workaholic for the next eight months.

Leta was a really nice person when people didn't fuck with her. She had a bit of a short fuse at times, but that only added to her charms. While normally she was a very level headed girl, she hadn't always been so. In her school days she was a bit of a wild child. Her thirst for sex was quenched by a few boyfriends that were OK and one other that was way better. After school she had to settle down quick and after a brief internship she got what she wanted. Her hard work paid off as she went to work for a good hospital as a RN. The money was good, but she was a bit of a spender at times and small expenses did add up, so to make ends meet in her off time she part timed at a trendy boutique. The money was enough so that she could afford all she wanted and needed plus a little extra she saved. Now that she didn't have the mooch of a boyfriend in her life, she was certain to do far better.

As she clambered through her room she saw the mess Malik had left it. It pissed her off the way he tossed the room like an animal. It dawned on her after a minute of looking that he was obviously looking for something. Cursing under her breath she rummaged through her dresser and to the secret spot and yelled in anger when she discovered he had taken her emergency fund! That was the last straw for Leta and she saw red. Her breathing was coming shallowly as she desperately wanted to go on a rampage. Five hundred dollars she had in case of need was now gone as was her most of her good jewelry. Her filthy maggot of an ex had really cleaned her out. It didn't help her temper got the best of her while they argued, but she had hit him in front of the cops. Like the scumbag he turned out to be he played the battered boyfriend. Sighing to the ceiling she vowed the next person she dated would have to have three things. One: A stable job and verify it with paycheck stubs. Two: Random drug testing to prove he was sane and not a waste of life. And lastly a good thick hide for her short fuse temper.

Leta wasn't born in New Jersey but in Puerto Rico. Her family came to the States when she was a baby. She grew up watching her dad work himself to the bone for the family. Her mother did the same and it ended tragically for them. Her father was murdered in a hold up at the liquor store he worked at. Her mother was hurt as she was hit by a cab that wasn't paying attention. It fell to Leta and her brother to make due for the others. She got to work early and with hard work she made a good living until she decided to go out on her own. Her mother was doing fine with the income from the settlement and her siblings were slowly driving her insane. She moved out after a lot of soul searching to find her own way in life. 

One useless boyfriend after another became her fate and she moved along in life as best she could. Her only good moment was in nursing school she met a girl named Amanda and her eyes were opened to the pleasures of a woman. Though not ready to make the full leap into a lesbian relationship, she hadn't forgotten how good she felt those nights with Amanda. Leta got her life together and then met Malik. 

From good to crap in seven months was how it turned out. 

Leta cleaned up her room and organized it as best she could. Sighing she made her way to her kitchen to make some tea. Her brain hurt from the thoughts of Malik and his ass like ways. She drank the tea and realized she had to work soon. Dressing for the boutique, she left her apartment after locking it up. Her mood was glum and she put up with the annoying teenagers for the midafternoon until the store closed. The whole day she wanted to strangle someone and her mind was ready to explode when she got to her car and saw someone had slashed the tires. She sat on the curb and wanted to sob. Her friend Rachel from work gave her a number and she got a tire change. 

Leta made it home and saw a note under the door. It was from her landlord saying he was raising the rent another ten dollars a month. Of all the things that made her mind want to explode this was the last straw. She went to her room after locking the doors and windows and collapsed on the bed. She sobbed in frustration for the better part of the night and as she did she looked in the mirror. At twenty one she was a catch. Her hair was thick and curly. She normally wore it short and loose. Her body was nice and toned from the hour of yoga she did daily. When she could she ran and wasn't ashamed to look at herself naked. For her small size she did have thick hips and a unusually buxom frame. Full B cup bras held up her breasts and she definitely turned heads as she walked. Her brown eyes made her look exotic as they were very oval and striking. Her skin was a luscious mocha that held a nice light.

Leta laid on the bed and looked at the ceiling. Her cold stare was approaching what one could call temporarily insane. She pulled the blankets up and rolled over slowly. Her mind drifted off to a fitful slumber. In the morning she would have a ten hour day at the hospital along with another four hours at the boutique. Her dreams took an unexpected turn as she kept seeing herself happy. Leta woke from the dream and wished that it would ever be a reality as she got ready for work.

*****

Weeks went by, it was an easy going time at the garage and at the site things moved along smoothly. Looking at the calendar it dawned on him that three of his daughters had their birthday coming up. Two he could take out for a meal but for the other one it was more complex because she still, against her wishes, lived with her mom. The bitch from hell would make sure he couldn't be around her that day and he had to relent knowing that she would get her gift and birthday wishes the first moment it was possible.

Rochelle was the easy one to shop for as she loved books. Sherry was simple as well, get her a nice gift card to Macy's and she was golden. Susan was a bit more complex. Ben had to get her something practical. Thinking about Susan, he had no idea as to what she needed on a daily basis. Ben thought of a multitude of things as he walked into the mall. His first trip was to Macy's and the gift card was bought and he walked to the book store to get Rochelle the book series she wanted.

Walking through the mall he felt old as he noticed the denizens of the joint. The weird hair the mall rats had as well as their absurd ways of dress made him laugh at them internally. The leaders of the future was the though in his mind as he saw a kid sagging skinny jeans. Seeing all the younger people around him didn't make him worried at all. At six four he was a solid mountain of muscle. His two hundred and seventy five pound bulk was intimidating, but the warm green eyes and friendly smile disarmed people. His normally brown hair was thinning a bit and graying in spots. Tiring of dealing with it he shaved it bald constantly.

Walking through the crowds of the mall Ben watched a group of mall rats as they taunted the security guard. Ben shook his head dismissively at the punks and said nothing as he walked by the little brats like they were invisible. As he walked by the group the leader of the group got bold. He tried to shoulder slam into Ben and paid for it as he bounced of the mountain. The rat hit the floor and Ben looked down at the pest with an annoyed glare. The young man who couldn't have been more than fifteen scampered away and the security guard laughed at the youngsters sudden reversal of fortune.

Ben shook his head and his glare backed up the rest of the bunch. Seeing the malevolent stare coming from the big man made them think twice. Wisely the kids parted the sea and gave him a wide berth. Walking around the whole upper level he saw nothing that Susan would enjoy and sighed as he took the escalator downstairs. As he went by he saw a younger woman being bothered by a man that really should have minded his own business. Watching from the descending escalator Ben saw the fool was being more than dumb. The rude fuck kept after her like he was taunting her and soon Ben's scowl took over.

Leta was in the mall trying to find some new underwear as a little pick me up after the crap her little shit of an ex put her through. On her way to Victoria's Secret she ran into the worst person ever: her ex! Malik and his friends were there and he decided to try and get even with her. For an annoying amount of time Leta tried to ignore them as they walked behind her talking tough. She knew that deep down Malik was a bitch and didn't try to prove it. Things got a bit more annoying when he ran up to her and started talking serious mess to her. Leta gave him the finger and tried to keep her temper in check as she didn't want to start a scene in public. 


Iron Heart Ch. 02



So I hope the wait wasn't too long Kids. It made my day to know that you guys and gals even appreciated the first chapter and I really hope this one is also to your liking. Chapter 3 is cruising along so to speak, but a new life issue has arose that will drain some of my writing time. Anyhows, here ya go hope you like this one just as much maybe a bit more! Nuff from me except my shout out to my cool Buddy Mokkelke! Again she rocks! Votes, comments, and love is always appreciated kids now sit back and enjoy the show! 

*

Leta's days after that fun night were full of work and more work. She never had a chance to meet up with Ben as she was pulling two and three shifts at the hospital and her other job was begging her for more time. Leta was on the verge of collapse when she got a call from Ben. 

"Hey papi," she said and sounded very tired.

"Working to the bone huh?" he asked. The groan he got as a reply was a testament to how tired she sounded to him.

"Sorry I haven't called you papi. They got me on doubles at the hospital and at the boutique they are whining I don't work enough," she explained.

"Did I say I was complaining?" Ben said softly and Leta smiled as she heard the soothing tone.

"Sorry papi," she purred as she leaned into her couch and pulled her legs to her chest.

"Working tomorrow?" he asked.

"Yes, but only a half day at the hospital and a five hour stint at the store," she replied.

"Then I guess I can help you out," Ben said chuckling.

"Oh and how's that?" Leta asked.

Her door knocked and she about jumped out of her skin. Leta went to the door and she laughed as she looked through the peep hole and saw Ben on the other side with a large bag. She giggled and opened the door and the tempting smell of take-out flooded her nostrils. She was very hungry from her long day as she only had a small snack at noon. Now it was almost ten and she was starving.

"My hero!" she exclaimed and jumped into his open arm and gave him a huge hug.

Ben laughed and patted her back as she took his hand and pulled him into her apartment. When they got in Leta saw the bag and knew he had gone to her favorite restaurant for the take out. Smelling her favorite dishes in the bag, she heard her tummy growl and they both looked at it.

"Sorry," she squeaked in embarrassment.

"It's all good honey. Hungry?" he asked and she gave him a stupid look.

Leta took the bag from him and set it on the table. Pulling out all the offerings she grinned as she saw he remembered her favorite from their first date and got it. He also got a few more things and she gave him the most relieved smile and they sat to dig in. Leta devoured her meal and Ben sat back in amusement watching the tiny woman pack it away like she did. Leta was too busy with her meal to notice and as she ate she got a funny feeling. Looking up after spooning a large serving of beans and rice into her mouth she saw Ben staring at her and his smile was amused.

"Qué estás buscando? " Leta said with her mouth full.

"That's such bad manners," Ben chided and she gave him the finger.

"How's that for manners!" she said after she swallowed.

Ben laughed and took a sip of his drink. Leta gave him a cross look and went back to eating her dinner. She enjoyed when he would look at her, but God he was so infuriating at times. All she wanted to do was eat her meal and enjoy his company and he was being annoyingly cute again. She looked at him and decided to give him a taste of his own medicine. She stared at him as he ate and soon he looked up and acted like nothing was wrong. Leta blinked incredulously as he tore a bite of his chicken and went back to eating.

"What the hell Ben!" she exclaimed as she realized it was not affecting him.

"I had four daughters, they always stared at me or I them while we ate. It didn't help matters when their mother was there though," he said softly as he remembered the games they made of it.

Leta sighed and shook her head and went to pat his arm when he smiled suddenly and looked dead at her.

"Besides I knew it was getting to you," he said with a smirk.

"Imbécil," she quipped and got up suddenly.

Ben saw her get up and walk behind him. He looked over his shoulder and she grabbed his head and turned it so it went forward.

"No, no, no, eyes front!" she commanded and he laughed and complied.

Leta realized he wasn't ticklish the last time she tried so this time she did something far worse. She licked her hand and slapped the back of his neck. Ben instinctively flinched as he felt the wet hand hit his neck and groaned.

"Oh your dead!" Ben said and got to his feet. 

Leta squeaked and ran to her bedroom and was almost secure in it when his work booted foot wedged between the door and the frame. She shoved as hard as she could, but the steel reinforced head of the boot refused to give way. What's more was Ben's hand found the edge and he began to shove in steadily, his bulk behind it.

Leta screamed and laughed as she was slowly being shoved behind the door and in an act of desperation she let go of the door suddenly and ran. Ben felt her let go and stopped his momentum only to hear the bathroom door slam shut. Ben smiled darkly as he put his hands behind his back and stalked to the door and with the backhand rap knocked softly.

"De nadie casa!" Leta replied in a sing song voice from behind the door.

Ben stopped and grinned when he heard the singing voice and chuckled. Leta was pressed against the door and was safe for the moment. She was suddenly worried as the lock didn't work on her bathroom door.

"I see, well that's too bad because here I had another surprise for my little Leta, and she isn't home," Ben said teasingly and let go of the door.

Leta knew he was trying to trick her and laughed on the other side of the door as she had herself wedged between it and the bathroom sink.

"I'm sure you do Benjamin!" she said his name in Spanish and he chuckled.

Ben actually was getting used to her calling him that and a smile spread across his face. He jiggled the handle and laughed as he felt it wasn't locked. Leta squeaked as he turned it and began to push. For it was worth she tried to hold on, but the steady pressure of Ben's pushing was too much for her. Not wanting to be bruised she let go of the sink and tried to keep him out.

"Ben wait! I have to pee!" she tried to lie.

"Uh huh," Ben retorted as he got his head in the door.

Leta saw his head in the door and looking at her laughing face.

"Here's Johnny!" he said in his best Jack Nicholson impression.

Leta felt the door get pushed back a bit and soon his arm found it's way in and was groping at her. Leta squeaked as she frantically tried to keep it at bay, but it was a losing battle. Ben was able to get in and his hand found Leta. She screamed playfully as he got a hold on her. Leta was laughing and begging for leniency as he hoisted her over his shoulder and walked slowly back to the bedroom.

"Benjamin no!" she said in her thick accent.

But for all she begged Ben was set on his course. He tossed her on her bed and Leta let out a squeaking laugh. He climbed on the bed with her and pinned her body. Leta tried to push his bulk away, but it wasn't happening. Her little body was swallowed up by his massive bulk and as she laughed his demonic hands found their holds. The tickling went on and on and Leta was squeaking and begging him for nearly a minute. When Ben finally let up Leta was gasping and trying to get her composure back.

"Learned our little lesson now have we?" Ben said teasingly as he poised his hands over her sides garnering a flinch in response.

"Si papi!" she got out through her giggles.

"I bet," Ben said smirking victoriously as he got up. 

As Ben stood over her he took a moment to look down at her. She was so tiny, but at the same time so cute. Her hair was maybe to the top of her shoulders and the way she had it wildly curled and up was a very striking look. As he looked further down he saw a very nice curve to her shoulders and of course her full breasts. For her height she was kind of chesty as she had a very full B almost C cup. Her tummy was flat and her hips were nice and curved. Going down to her jeans covered legs he noticed she had great legs. Ben looked back up to see Leta smiling at him as she knew he was admiring the view.

"Like what you see, papi?" she asked in a cute voice.

"Very much," he replied and the seriousness in his tone made her smile all the brighter.

"Venga aquí papi," she said and patted the side next to her.

Ben sat down next to her and she shook her head. Leta put her hand on his shoulder and shoved a bit so he got the idea. Ben laid back and Leta curled into his arm. Leta was amazed at how high she was off the bed as she curled into his arm and her arms. Leta almost laughed aloud when her arm didn't even go over half his chest.

"Ai mi Dios, your huge!" Leta said and laughed.

"Can't help it," Ben said back chuckling.

Ben had grown from an early age. His father and grandfather were all shorter men. His mother's side had the genes and passed them on. While his mother was only five five he and his two brothers grew into monsters. He was the tallest of the three boys at six four, but the others were six one and six two respectively. For Ben his growth began at twelve and didn't stop till he was almost twenty. He topped out at six four and a quarter and his bulk grew as a result of many things. The first being a football player in high school and then in the Army he worked hard and grew big as well. His Army time was cut short by a freak accident that tore his knee up. While the surgery repaired the damage the Army didn't want to risk further injury.

Ben had met his ex-wife during his time recovering from the injury and they had hit it off well. His mind briefly touched the past to the times they were actually happy and it made his eyes wander a bit. He remembered those things and suddenly his face turned sour.

Leta saw the look of disgust that passed over his face and she decided to be proactive. Without letting him in on what she was doing she turned his face and looked him dead in the eyes.

Ben looked into her brown orbs and wasn't surprised when she leaned in a touched his lips softly. Then Leta pressed her forehead to his and they enjoyed the feeling of just being together, holding each other. Smiling Leta turned to her back and looked up at the ceiling.

"Thanks for the dinner papi, it was yummy," she purred contently as she stretched.

"No problem honey," he said softly as his fingers traced her side and she jerked a bit.

Leta laughed a bit and looked up to him. She was bleary eyed, finally her long day began to catch up with her. Sighing Leta got up and offered her hands to Ben. She wanted to pull him up, but Ben had other ideas. He yanked her to him and she laughed as she landed on his slid chest. His arms found her back and she looked at him with a sexy teasing look.

"And what were you going to do now, Benjamin?" she teased.

"This," Ben said and kissed her lips firmly.

This time the kiss lasted for a long while. It was a chaste kiss but they both just enjoyed the light touching of lips after a while. Leta was fully on top of him and couldn't help but enjoy the sensations of his firm body under her. Leta let her legs fall along his sides and she clutched his face sweetly as she tasted his lips some more.

Ben felt her legs encasing his sides and shuddered a bit. She felt so good on him it was near maddening. He wanted to keep himself in check and not push his limits with her so he behaved himself. His hands did travel to her back and rested there. Leta felt his hands on her lower back and she sighed happily into her kiss. As they slowly made out Ben felt her pants beginning to warm up on his stomach. Leta felt it as well, but she didn't let it stop her from doing what she wanted. As they broke from the kiss Leta looked him in the eyes and gave him one last peck on the lips. Ben smiled up at her and she laughed as he sat up suddenly. Leta was in an awkward position in his lap and as she was almost falling from his lap Ben grabbed the back of her legs to help her stay up.

"God damn, your fucking huge!" Leta said laughing as he held her up.

"Again, I can't help it," Ben replied sheepishly.

The difference in height and body dimensions was something that did make them chuckle a bit. While Leta was tiny and semi lithe, Ben was a massive man. His hips were forty inches and not fat. His shoulders dwarfed Leta's tiny frame and his arms were enormous. As Leta looked into his broad chest, she couldn't resist the urge of putting her face on it. She leaned on him and Ben smiled a bit. His arms found a good hold on her and he held her to him for what felt like hours. After a while Leta finally spoke.

"So, can we go out this weekend?" she asked.

"Umm....no I have my daughter's birthdays this weekend. I'm taking them down the Shore," Ben said after a second.

"Oh it's Rochelle's?" she asked.

"Well yes, but I'm taking them all down there so we can have them all in one go," Ben said. Leta looked at him confused and he went on, "The weirdest thing was they were all born like two days from each other. Rochelle was born on the fifteenth, Mary on the seventeenth, and Susan was on the nineteenth. Sherry was born like two months after all of them so it made for a fun stretch then we could rest till hers," he explained.

"Wow," Leta exclaimed as she pondered three birthdays one after the other like that.

"Yeah, it made for a fun time," Ben reminisced. 

Ben sat in thought thinking of all the good times they had when the girls were younger. He loved watching them smile and laugh as they had a great time with their parties. Even before his ex went on her tangent they had a blast. The girls were all that mattered to him and her and they strove to make things work. Ben sighed as he remembered the one year his ex-wife ruined a great time.

Ben had bought the girls a video game system and three games for the each of them The girls were happy with the system and when they saw the games they wanted, it made them all go nuts. For hours they enjoyed quality family time and had a grand time.

What no one knew was that their mother had been drinking that day and she went off on the girls. She complained that they were making too much noise and annoying her with the games being obnoxious. That night Ben and her had a shouting match in the back of the house that the girls unfortunately heard and made them ask him if they were not going to be together much longer. For Ben having to lie to Susan that night made him sick to his stomach because less than five years later they were officially divorced.

Leta realized the sigh was something that was part of his past. She pulled her head from his chest and looked into his eyes. Ben was lost in thought and she decided to get his attention. Her hands found his neck and pulled his head towards her. Ben snapped from the past thoughts and to the present. Ben looked down and felt Leta's lips kiss him fully on the mouth. They gently probed each other's mouths for a while then Leta stopped. She looked into his eyes and gave him a smirk.

"Something tells me you like that papi," she purred in a cute voice.

"I could be getting used to it," Ben whispered into her lips.

Leta snuggled under his chin and was content. Sadly as much as she wanted to pursue things further her eyes were drooping. A yawn came from her and Ben chuckled.

"Tired?" he asked.

"Mm hmm," she purred.

Without asking Ben sat up and lifted her into his arms. Leta looked at him and her eyes grew bleary. Ben laid her down on her bed and pulled the blankets over her body. Leta giggled as he tucked her in and gave her a light kiss on the top of her head.

"Get some sleep honey. I'll call you when I get back from the shore," Ben promised.

"OK papi," she said sleepily and turned to her side as he walked to the door.

Ben hit the light and she watched him walk to the living room. Her eyes closed to sleep and the smile on her face was content. She had a man in her life, and maybe more. Ben cleaned up the remains of dinner and set the left overs in her fridge. He threw away the empty containers and put the unopened soda in the fridge. As Ben looked into her fridge he saw how empty it was. He looked through her kitchen and saw aside from bare essentials, she had little food stocked. Ben knew she worked hard at two jobs to make ends meet, but seeing how hard up she was he made a plan to change that.

Ben locked the door and left making sure she was still asleep. He went to his truck and got into it. The neighbors all seemed to be watching him, but he didn't mind. He likely knew a few of them from his work site and hoped that would be enough to be a deterrent for people wanting to be negative. He fired up his truck ad turned on his play list. As he backed up a Nine Inch Nails song began that made him smile a bit. "Hurt" was always a song he knew of but only listened to occasionally. The haunting melody of it accompanied his drive back to his apartment. He knew that it was not appropriate to him and Leta, but he couldn't know the hard time ahead of him and how appropriate it would be. 

Ben walked into his apartment and saw the machine beeping. He sighed and played the messages. Of the five on it two were from his daughters and the other three were from his ex-wife Carol ranting at him for whatever reasons. 

One was a rant for him not taking a DNA test for her supposed pregnancy. The other was her a little later and drunk going off on him for her having her life turn out like it was. The last was an even more drunk Carol letting him have it and her new boy toy in the background laughing and egging her on. 

Ben inhaled sharply as he heard the man laughing and wondered if Rochelle was awake and forced to listen to Carol's shit. Ben felt his phone vibrate and looked at it. It was Carol again and he sent it to voice mail. After a minute the voice mail was done and he listened to it. The voice on the other end wasn't his wife but a terrified Rochelle.

"Daddy, please! I can't take it anymore! Mom is fucking drunk and they are fucking in the living room. Daddy she isn't alone with just him but some other guys are in here too! Oh shit dad, one is at my door trying to get me to come out. Please, daddy! Please, help me!" she begged and hung up abruptly.

Ben felt his face scrunch up in anger and he stomped form his apartment. The phone rang again and it was Rochelle again.

"I'm on my way, honey," he said sternly.

"Daddy, please hurry. They are all really drunk and I don't want to be here anymore," Rochelle said in tears.

"Just keep the door locked honey. I'll come by and you get out your window and come to me. I'll be out there in fifteen minutes," Ben promised.

"OK, daddy," Rochelle said and he heard her do something.

"Just a second, honey," Ben said as he put the phone on hands free.

Ben gunned the engine and roared out of his complex. He got onto the parkway and sped north towards the house. He could hear Rochelle yelling at the man to stay away from her and he growled in anger hearing it. His hands griped the wheel as he wove in and out of the late night zombies. Time seemed to creep slowly for him as he drove as fast as he could to get to her before something bad happened.

After a lifetime he found his exit coming up on the right. Pulling off the highway he got stuck in traffic at the light. He heard the door being banged on and her mother yelling on the other end. Rochelle was in tears sobbing as Ben was forced to listen to Carol yelling at Rochelle to shut up. Somehow the traffic cleared up and Ben found himself down the street from the house. He slowed down and saw Rochelle running down the street. He honked the horn and she looked up in time to see the truck. Ben got out and she ran sobbing to his arms. Rochelle was near hysterical and Ben saw someone running at him. He picked his daughter up and set her in his truck and shut the door.




Iron Heart Ch. 02



Walking to the front of the truck Ben saw some younger man running up and he was drunk. The man reeked of alcohol and pot. 

"Yo man, where is that bitch!" he slurred and Ben lost it.

The right hook swung out and connected with the man's jaw sending him to the floor and tumbling backwards. Ben walked over to the man and saw he was no more than twenty or so. He also noted the sweat shirt the young man was wearing. It was a local college one and he knew right away that Carol had gone fratting. The whore went to the local college looking for frat boys to take home and party with.

With a disgusted sigh Ben shook his head and went back to his truck. Rochelle was curled in a ball still crying as he got in and drove away. Likely Carol wouldn't realize she was gone till the next day so he took his daughter back to his place.

Ben got them back to his place and carried Rochelle to the spare bedroom she used whenever she came over. For the second time that evening Ben put a young woman to bed and tucked her in. Rochelle, safe in her surroundings, fell fast asleep as her father kissed her forehead. Watching his baby sleep made his anger rise up like it hadn't before. Getting his phone he called his lawyer and left a very calm message for him. He told them of the frantic phone call from his daughter to him and even kept the message on his phone for him to listen to. In the same breath he demanded the papers to get full custody of Rochelle before something bad happened to her.

As Ben sat in his chair thinking of how things were going he got three phone calls in a row from Carol demanding he give Rochelle back. The last was a threatening call from her boyfriend that made his hackles rise. Ben was no coward and had nothing to fear of the little fuck, but he had a better idea. He called his friend Richard who was a cop. Ben and Richard became friends when Richard joined the bike club. Calling his friend while on duty was not usually a problem, he just hoped Richard wasn't busy.

"Hey Ben," Richard's voice piped up.

"Not busy are you man?" Ben asked.

"Nah, just eating lunch. Sup dude?" Richard asked.

Ben took a breath and told him the whole story. He explained in detail everything going on and what happened involving Rochelle. Richard listened to everything and took notes of important details. He listened to the minute details of the tale and nodded his head when Ben finished.

"So let me guess, she is gonna call the cops make a stink?" Richard guessed.

"Yup, she already is on the phone with her lawyer or so she claims," Ben answered.

"Dude, don't worry bout a thing. I'll call my shift commander and let him know what's up. Just keep her with you and take it easy man," Richard said reassuringly.

"Thanks bro," Ben said softly.

"Don't mention it man. Sides we got that run in three weeks. Be a shame if you can't make it on a count of that beyotch!" Richard said laughing.

"For real man. Hey good looking out," Ben said chuckling.

"It's all good man. Now get some sleep, I'll take care of it," Richard replied.

"Night man," Ben said and hung up.

Ben went to the door and locked it. He made sure all the windows were secure and hunkered down in his living room for the evening. Ben didn't sleep so well, but what he did get was enough. At precisely 9:00 AM the door was being pounded and Ben knew who it was. He went to the door and opened it, but kept the chain in place. Carol was on the other side with her lawyer and a police officer. Ben shook his head and shut the door. Feeling in a mood he took his time in removing the chain and opening the door. As he opened it the bitch made her move. Ben had no idea when she became a Jersey Queen, but somewhere she had. 

Carol's once brown hair was now died platinum blonde and the roots glared their brown origins. Her bronzed skin was the result of self-tanning and had taken on an orange hue. The mounds of makeup she wore barely hid the lines on her face. The way her long hair was done up in an obnoxious poof made him shake his head. Her clothes were something that even a woman twenty years younger wouldn't wear. She was in a short belly shirt and what could only be called hot pants. The bright colors assaulted Ben's eyes as she stalked by him.

"You fucking creep! Taking my daughter in the middle of the fucking night!" she screamed and stormed past him. "Where is my baby, you prick!" she spat.

"She is asleep in the spare room. Now why don't you keep it down and I'll go get her," Ben replied in mock pleasantry.

Ben's gaze was fixed on the lawyer, but he noted the cop was shaking his head in disbelief. Ben walked to the bedroom and knocked softly.

"Rochelle honey, are you awake?" he asked.

"Tell her to go to hell!" Rochelle said from the other side.

"Bastard! What did you do to my daughter!" Carol screamed.

"I took her away from the fucking orgy going on at your house, tramp. Now let's keep this civil for Mr slime ball here," Ben said smiling smugly at her lawyer.

"There is no need for name calling Mr. Harris," the lawyer said snidely.

"Fuck you asshole! How's that for name calling?" Ben said in a flat neutral tone.

The cop started to snicker and the lawyer looked to him with a sharp glare. The cop got it together and walked over to Ben.

"Just get her out here so we can end this nonsense," The cop politely said.

"This isn't nonsense! That asshole kidnapped my fucking daughter!" Carol shrieked.

Ben shook his head and sighed. He knocked at the door again and this time Rochelle strode out. What shocked Ben was what she did next. Rochelle wasted no time in walking to her mother and spitting in her face.

"Fuck you cunt! I am not going back to that hell hole to let one of your fucking asshole boyfriends feel me up anymore!" she screamed.

Ben interjected himself between the two before it got ugly. When the lawyer went to say something the cop interceded. He looked to Rochelle and asked a simple question.

"What do you mean?"

"Last night, mom had five guys from the local college over. She was fucking them all and one of them tried to paw at me while I was doing my homework in my room. He just barged in and started trying to feel me up!" she said as tears went down her cheeks. 

"He did no such thing," Carol retorted. "My friends were over and she was flirting with one of them. He stroked her back and she freaked out on him. He tried to apologize to her, but she wigged out and started slapping at him," Carol said in her boy toys defense.

"I'm so fucking sure," Ben spat and pulled out his cell phone.

He played the recording from the night before and the cop didn't need to know what was what. He looked to the lawyer and shook his head.

"She is going nowhere with you Miss Harris. I am making the call that for her health and wellbeing that she is to stay with her father until the courts make a further decision," the officer said.

The lawyer scrunched up his face as he listened and Carol's jaw bounced off the floor.

"You can't do that!" she protested.

"As a shift supervisor of the Totowa Police Department I can and just did. Now get out of here and let the lawyers go over the details," he said firmly.

Ben smiled smugly as the lawyer had to remove Carol who was seething. As a parting shot he waved goodbye to Carol and she spat at him. Ben chuckled as they left and the cop walked up to him. They shook hands and he filled out a statement. It took a few hours of phone calls and testimonies, but the issue was passed on to the family courts. It took a day of arguing before it was all said and done. After the dust had settled Ben had temporary custody of Rochelle pending a hearing in family court. Carol was seething in rage as she was told of the decision and she went into a wrath. The thing that got the decision made faster was the fact there was drugs and paraphernalia found at her home.

Ben was allowed to take Rochelle back to Carol's and get her things. It took only one trip as Rochelle got her clothes, books, and lap top for school. The rest she left and was happy just to be gone from there. Ben helped her put her clothes away and was grateful that she was still in the mood to go south with her sisters and him. They spent a quiet night going over her situation and finding a way to keep her in the school she was still at. Ben found a way to get her to and from school in one piece with the help of a friend of his, one that was in charge of the pledges to his club. One volunteered to be a chauffeur so that settled that issue. Ben knew the man was a good guy who was in fact a recent graduate of the Police academy.

As Ben and Rochelle hammered out all the details for her moving in with her father they also made sure to keep up to date with her school. Ben missed a few days at the garage for it, but the guys understood. They had families too and for one of their friends to need some time for his, they rallied in the garage. The easier projects were handled first and the harder project was put on the slow burner for now. Ben sent the guys a bottle of Crown and they returned his thanks by getting the two easier projects off to the painters.

Ben and Rochelle took the weekend and went to the shore. Point Pleasant was their destination. The other daughters and their respective other halves were on their way the following morning. Ben and Rochelle spent the day in the rental setting up for the upcoming fun. Slowly over the course of a few hours, the next morning, the others showed up. 

Surrounded by his family, Ben was finally able to relax. Susan and her husband, Todd, showed up. Ben actually liked Todd Driver. He was a systems analyst for Verizon and a hard worker. The day he walked Susan down the aisle was a happy time for everyone, even Carol. But the happier time was the one day Todd shocked him by taking him and only him to a nice dinner to ask permission for her hand. Ben was so touched by it that when he handed Susan over to Todd he shook his hand in front of everyone. At the reception they had a great time.

Mary, his second oldest, arrived with her boyfriend Jake Park. Jake was into sports, but his studies took top priority. Mary was also at Princeton for her own studies in Business and met Jake at a function. They hit it off well and as they got to know each other their lives began to merge. Jake was everything a girl could want as he was tall and handsome. His heritage was something unusual. His father was a Korean whom was studying in America with the Korean Marines. His mother being an African American woman who worked at the base he was training at. Jake was a unique man as his mind was as sharp as his body and that was his footing. He had a perfect grade in his prominent studies and in lacrosse and track he was a standout. Ben liked him for the intensity in his eyes and knew that he was a good man who strove to be the best he could be.

Sherry arrived with Mary and Jake and she was the one Ben had high hopes for. She had just secured an academic scholarship to Rutgers and a minor for track. She took after her father by being tall. She didn't have the massive bulk like him, but was more lithe with a good figure. Her body did draw attention as she went, but she was still working her initial studies out she had no interest in men for the time being. Sherry was fortunate to be out of her mother's house before she had gotten too crazy from the divorce.

The girls all shared hugs and excited chatter in the living room for a while. Todd and Jake had developed a report and were talking on the balcony of the rental. Ben decided to take some time for himself and walked to his bedroom. He sat on the bed and thought of how fucked things were getting with Carol. After the divorce he wanted to be over and done with her, but for some fucked reason she wouldn't let things go. It seemed like every time he tried to get some distance she would run back and make him miserable somehow. As he thought of the pile of shit his wife was dragging his family through his phone went off and he about jumped from his skin. He looked at the number and saw it was Leta.

"Hey sweetie," Ben said into the phone.

"Why don't you answer me, papi?" Leta asked sounding perturbed.

Ben realized that his phone had a few messages from her and sighed. During the misery that was the last week, he had ignored his phone and didn't bother to check his messages. He was sure that Leta had called, but he was too busy with the cops or with Rochelle to take notice. He had no answer so he just said what came to his mind.

"I'm sorry, honey, it's been a fucked up week," Ben said into the phone and his voice inflection carried serious weight.

Leta heard it and almost cringed. She could hear the pain and anger in his voice and thought twice about lashing at him. She bit back her retort and decided to be a bit nicer.

"What happened, papi?" she asked and her voice showed a genuine concern.

Ben sighed and told her everything in detail. He spoke of Carol and her fuck toys trying to make their own private orgy. How Rochelle called him and was in hysterics. The scuffle with the man and of the day with the police and the lawyers.

Leta sat on her bed and absorbed everything he said. From what he told her she was almost in pain for him. The venom in his voice as he talked about Carol was something that was pure and spiteful. Something in him wanted something bad to happen, but the nice guy he was prevented him from thinking it. Leta could tell he was nearing his wits end and sighed as she listened to him then talk of the garage and how he missed time at work.

"What a fucking bitch!" Leta exclaimed.

Ben chuckled and replied, "That she is sweetie, that she is."

"Seriously though papi, what the fuck is her problem? Does she still want you or is she just a vindictive cunt for no reason?" Leta asked incredulously.

"You got me, honey. All I know is for fourteen years things are fine, then POOF it all started to go down and hard," he replied.

"I bet she did," Leta mumbled and Ben heard that.

"Many times, but not with me," Ben said and Leta laughed aloud.

"I'm sorry, papi," she said sweetly.

"It's not your fault honey. Hell, you were what...ten when shit got bad between us," Ben said chuckling.

"Well, either way, she has no right to make you miserable papi," Leta said and curled on her side.

Ben grunted and laid back on his back. Looking at the ceiling he saw Leta's face and smiled. He actually missed her and wished she was with him now.

"So, your home?" he asked.

"Yeah, just got off and am I'm getting ready to relax. Your down the Shore?" she asked.

"Yeah. It's the girl's birthdays so we are spending the weekend down here. Wanna come?" he offered.

"Wish I could papi, but I gotta work a double on Sunday and Monday. I have tomorrow off, but I need to catch up on a few things," she said ruefully.

"Too bad, I woulda ran up there right now to get you, maybe next time?" he offered.

"We'll see," Leta said softly.

They talked for a while longer of work and how Leta was doing. The other reason she didn't want to go was it was her time of the month. Ben understood that as living in a house with five women he got accustomed to that. Many times he had to go to the store for tampons or maxi pads. Ben understood very well the reality of things as more than once they all synced up. The times he spent with five women all having their period was never pleasant, but he endured. Ben laughed as he told her of that happening and Leta rolled her eyes.

They joked for a while longer than Ben heard his door being knocked at.

"Yeah?" Ben asked.

"What are we doing for dinner, daddy?" Sherry asked.

"Food," Ben replied whimsically and she laughed.

"Just a sec, honey," Ben said to Leta.

"What do you want?" he asked.

"Can we do 'The Shrimp Box'?" she asked.

"Sure, go get ready and we'll roll out," Ben said.

"OK, daddy," Sherry said and left him be.

"Taking them out to dinner, papi?" Leta asked softly.

"Yeah. It's been a while since we all sat down for a good meal and for three of them I owe them a good meal away from that bitch," Ben said chuckling.

"Don't worry about her, papi. She isn't there and you guys are gonna have a great weekend," Leta said in an upbeat tone.

"We will indeed, honey, we will indeed," Ben said smiling.

Leta curled on her side and wished Ben was there to hug, but his family was important. Hers was still important for her too although she didn't visit often, she did make the effort of calling them on regular times to check on them. Feeling semi daring Leta got an idea in her mind.

"So if I sent you something would you give me your honest opinion?" she asked.

"Sure. What do you need?" he asked.

"You'll see. I'll send it to you after we hang up, speaking of shouldn't you be getting ready?" she asked.

"I guess so," Ben laughed.

"I'll call you tomorrow?" she asked.

"Sure thing, honey," Ben said softly.

"Talk to you then papi," she said softly and hung up.

Ben sat up and realized he was getting a hard on. He had never just sprouted one like that just from talking to a woman and the thoughts of their last encounter on the phone came to mind. He smiled as he recalled the moans and whimpers she let out and shook it away. He had a dinner to get ready for and went to shower. As he took his shirt and pants off Ben looked at his chest. The massive pecks stood proudly on his chest and the tattoos on them were as impressive as he was. The one on his left side was a cross with a banner wrapped around it. The banner was the names of his daughters and it was for them he got it. On his right side was a reaper riding a bike with flaming wheels. On his back was a large demon skull with a knife plunging into it. He stepped into the shower and washed away the worry of the day.

Leta was up to far more devious things. She had just bought a new skirt and pair of boots. The skirt was a cute one that while short it was tasteful. The boots were leather, four inch heels that went up to her knee and a bit over, the proverbial "fuck me"-boots. She had a shirt picked out just for it, but decided to be fun. She went to her drawer and found just the right touch. She pulled on her tan-colored thigh high stockings and the boots.

The skirt was just long enough to cover the tops, but if she crossed her legs they would show. She put on the whole outfit and looked at herself. She looked great! Smiling playfully she got out her camera and took several pics in the mirror. The poses she took were cute and very naughty all at once. After she took her fifth and final she texted them one by one to Ben. The last one she blew him a kiss and looked so cute in the process she was sure to get a reply.

Ben got out of the shower and saw the text messages on his phone. After he got dressed Ben picked up his phone to check them and his eyes widened. Leta's first picture was her sitting on the bed with her knees together, but her feet spread and she was leaning forwards. The blue top and tan skirt was cute as were the black boots. The next picture was her reclining on the bed and her stocking top showing. The third was her giving a very sultry look and crossing her legs. Ben took a moment to take a breath as the fourth came up and it was her on her knees on the bed smiling cutely. The last one of her blowing him a kiss was the one that made him smile.

Ben sent her a text showing his appreciation of the pictures and he promised to get her something while he was down there. Leta didn't say she wanted anything and he let it go. The one message he got from her was a simple one.

***Hope you like the pics! Smile papi and I can't wait to see you again =D***

Ben smiled at that and he left the bedroom. As he walked to the living room he saw all the girls were ready to go as were the two guys. Loading into the truck and Todd's SUV they rolled out and to the restaurant. Ben got a good table for them all and sitting down in the nice place they enjoyed talk of current events. The only ground rule was no talking about their mom. The girls had so much to talk about regarding college and the way things were going. Ben absorbed all of them as they ate their appetizers, then he noticed how the Todd was being silent. Normally he had a lot to say, but he looked to Susan suddenly and nodded. Susan smiled at Todd then turned to face her father and drop the bombshell.




Iron Heart Ch. 02



"Daddy, I hope this doesn't make you feel old, but you're gonna be a grandpa," she said smiling.

Ben was sipping his drink when she said that and he looked up with the drink in his hand and looked to Todd. While Todd was a good sized fellow at six foot one, he felt small suddenly. Ben blinked rapidly a few times and nodded.

"It was bound to happen after all," he said suddenly smiling.

"You're not mad with me daddy?" she asked.

"Why on earth would I be mad, baby? Now you get to put up with everything that I had to put up with from you," Ben said smiling smugly.

The whole table laughed at that and Susan shook her head. He raised his glass to the soon-to-be-mom and toasted their success. The other girls went crazy with questions and Ben just sat back and enjoyed the time with his family. They had a great seafood dinner and during desert Jake and Mary held hands and Ben saw the look they had. He knew that it was only a matter of time before he had another wedding to look forward too.

Driving back out from the restaurant, they took their time and enjoyed the sights of the shore at night. The boardwalk was lit up and the families and friends on it were having a good time. Ben wished he could have Leta down with him to enjoy the night, but he resigned himself to her pictures to warm him.

As Ben walked along the boardwalk with his kids, he let them go ahead of him. From a better vantage point Ben watched them having a good time while he sipped his soda. They played a few of the boardwalk games and not surprisingly won a few gifts. Ben didn't play any as he knew they were, of course, rigged to lose. Seeing Rochelle win a large teddy bear brought a huge grin to his face. She won the ball toss game that the previous five had lost. What he knew was that Rochelle was the best pitcher on her softball team and that was used to her advantage. The Carnie that ran the booth had to ask her not to play anymore because she was winning too much for his liking.

Ben walked by the man and gave him a cold stare when he was being a bit too rude to his daughter. The grim visage of the behemoth that was her father, was all it took to quiet the man. Ben led Rochelle away from the booth with her fairly won prize and to her favorite frozen treat stand. Getting all the group frozen ice treats was a nice touch after the good dinner. The group walked along the boardwalk and Ben really felt for once that his family was with him. As he thought of it his face grew distant. As they ate their ices all the daughters felt like something was wrong. The girls noticed how distant their dad was and as they found a nice quiet end of the boardwalk Susan decided to find out.

"You OK, daddy?" Susan asked softly.

"Hmm...oh, yeah...I'm fine," Ben replied as his focus came back.

"You just seem a bit...distant," she said.

"Yeah daddy. What's up?" Mary asked.

"Nothing baby, just thinking of some things," he responded.

"Like?" Rochelle pipped up.

"The new bike I have to help the guys make. The collector wants a specific type of styling and we have to produce," Ben answered half truthfully.

"Daddy, you've made hard bikes before and never looked that lost," Sherry said giggling.

"Daddy, it's not our place to ask, but are you seeing someone?" Mary asked.

"And what if I was?" Ben replied looking at all of them with a grin.

"Then I'd say it's about fucking time!" Jake said mirthfully.

"Here here!" Todd said laughing.

Ben chuckled as the group of them was on his side. He knew they all were on his side from the divorce and that made him feel more at ease. He looked at them all and then he got curious.

"And what makes you think I'm seeing someone?" Ben asked suspicion in his voice.

"We weren't," Susan replied and impishly she went on, "But now that you've outed yourself, who is she?"

Ben was duped and walked right into their trap. His mouth opened and he got an incredulous smile on his face. It was the "Dad doesn't have an answer go ask your mother"-look he had many times. It didn't help that now all four of his girls and two men in their lives were eyeballing him. Feeling on the spot he shook his head and laughed a bit.

"Yes, I'm seeing someone and no it's not your business whom," he replied.

The girls looked to each other and when they looked back they all had grins. Susan put on her best poker face and looked deep into her dad's eyes. She hoped that he was actually looking to move on and asked the big question.

"So you are at least gonna try and be happy a bit?" she asked inquisitively.

"Yes, I am. Besides I got the garage and the guys to keep me out of trouble," Ben said truthfully.

"We know you got the guys, daddy, hell the guys practically raised some of us too," Mary said cheerfully.

The club had a lot of good men in it who had a hand in teaching the girls some life lessons. They aided Ben in teaching them sports he didn't know and helping them with lessons in schooling. One of the club was a college teacher and from him the girls all learned math and financing. From the club they also learned another vital lesson; they learned how to protect themselves. The police and military from the club all had a hand in that.

Ben had no real answer for the girls regarding the new way his love life was going, but he would tell them when he was more certain of what was happening. He didn't want to drop the bomb on them if him and Leta had no real future together, so for now he left it open for debate. Ben felt his arms lift up and Rochelle and Sherry put themselves under them. Ben chuckled as his girls wanted to go home in a safe place and indulged them. Todd put his arm around Susan and happily they walked behind. Jake smiled as he took Mary in his arm and walked alongside Todd and Susan.

Walking along the boardwalk as a family was a touching experience for Ben and the girls. The stares from the people around them warmed all of them and helped them forget the shit of the week. Inside the rental, the family spent the rest of the night playing poker and watching TV. The next day was spent on the beach tanning and swimming. The fun night was spent grilling steaks and shrimp. The above twenty one crowd enjoyed beer and whiskey while the not of age and pregnant one enjoyed virgin strawberry daiquiris. On the last afternoon of their weekend away, they had a great family picnic. That last evening, after they all had packed up, they all enjoyed a nice pizza before they separated again, going home.

Ben took Sherry and Rochelle back on his drive back north, while Jake and Todd drove their ladies home. The drive to Rutgers was on the way and at the college Ben walked his daughter to her room. While he hadn't been able to take her on opening day due to her mother's interference, he made up for it now. As they made it to her room Ben got a look at it and was impressed. He didn't go to college himself and seeing three of the four of his babies doing what he couldn't made him feel proud.

Sherry had a nice roommate and when Ben met her, he felt something odd about her. It was the way she looked at Sherry that made him semi concerned, but he trusted his baby to make her own mind on things. Ben saw the room as a neat clean place that was good for studying and he felt eased by that. He talked with the both of them and when he found her roommate had a similar major, he nodded his head appreciatively. After a while he hugged his baby and called it a day. He promised to call her more and to make an attempt to come see her more often. Walking back to the truck with Rochelle he smiled at his youngest.

"So you ready to figure out where you want to go?" he asked.

"I have an idea, but I need to make sure I got my guns loaded for war," she said.

"And where is that?" Ben mused.

"I want to go to Yale law," Rochelle said proudly.

"Wow!" Ben said looking at her with an impressed look.

Rochelle had a high 3.9 GPA and her after school activities were well documented. All she really needed was a solid SAT score and she was bound for greatness. He chuckled and turned the radio on her favorite station. While Ben was an affirmed lover of Rock and Metal, he could stomach Hip Hop for an appropriate amount of time. They drove back to the sounds of some singers he may have heard of, but really could care less about. Rochelle on the other hand sang along to them and was happy as a clam. They arrived as the sun was setting and walking their bags to the door, Ben saw a summons on the mat in front of the door. 

Sighing Ben reached down and picked up the envelope. He didn't need to open it to know what it was and as he walked into the apartment he saw the phone blinking rapidly. Sighing he went to it and pressed the button. For the next twelve minutes he was bombarded with Carol's lawyer and Carol's ranting. Rochelle shook her head and stomped to her room and was angry at how stupid her mother was being. 

After all the messages Ben got one that shocked him to his core.

"Hey papi! God I'm hoping you are loving the Shore. Wish I could have gone with you, but work sucks massively! Maybe we can get together for drinks sometime this week? I'd really like that. Talk to me sometime and let's make something happen. Call me, papi!" she said happily and he smiled at that.

Of all the shit he was about to go through the small bit of happiness Leta brought to him was something he couldn't ignore. Walking to Rochelle's room smiling Ben saw she was on her bed reading her school books. He walked to her bed and sat down next to her.

"What's up, daddy?" she asked looking at him.

"Well baby I think you know what's going to happen soon," Ben started to say and she raised up to say something when Ben raised his hand to stop her. "Let me finish honey." he asked softly.

Rochelle nodded her head and looked at him with her baby blue eyes. Luckily, her eyes were the only thing she had inherited from her mom, the rest of her looks she got from her handsome father. Ben saw the tears that were forming and handed her some tissues.

"I wish to God that you didn't have to go through this honey. I wanted nothing more in this world than you to be happy and find your path, no matter where it went," he said softly and tilted her chin when she looked down, "I love you honey. From the moment you took your first breath in my arms to this moment now and every moment I have left," he said softly and Rochelle gave him a sad looked and collapsed in his arms.

"I love you too, daddy," she said softly and sobbed into his arms.

Ben held strong for his little girl and held her while she let it all out. He didn't want to ruin the moment that they had like this, but with everything in the air surrounding them he had to let it out. For a few minutes he held his daughter until she got it under control. Rochelle looked into Ben's eyes and made her intentions clear.

"I am not going back to her house daddy!" she said firmly.

"I'll do my best to keep that from happening honey. Now get your homework done and get some sleep," Ben said firmly and she nodded.

Rochelle went back to her books and her heavy heart was put aside by her want to succeed. Ben watched her work for a few minutes in her doorway then left to go to his room. He pulled out his cell and pulled up the pictures Leta sent him. Seeing her pose the way she did made him feel a lot better knowing at least one good thing was in his life still. He was admiring the pictures when his phone began to ring. Leta's name was showing on the display and he grinned as he answered it.

"Hey honey," Ben said smiling.

"Hi papi! How was the shore?" Leta asked in a cheerful voice.

"Went very well actually. Had a lot of fun and I even got some sun," he replied.

"That's good. So got any plans for tomorrow night?" she asked.

"I haven't," Ben replied and Leta chuckled.

"OK, it's settled. You pick me up and we got out for dinner and maybe dancing?" she asked.

"Well, I suppose we can do that if you really want to," Ben said smugly.

"Yup. It's settled. See you tomorrow at seven," Leta informed him.

"You will indeed," Ben replied and she hung up.

Leta smiled as she lay back on her bed. She missed Ben while he was down the shore and wanted to see him the last weekend. Her weekend was boring as she worked and dealt with teenagers at the store for the whole weekend. The shift she pulled at the hospital was a brief one, thankfully, as she only had to work an eight hour day on Sunday. The sights of work still made her depressed sometimes as she dealt with miserable people and bitchy sick people daily. As she laid on her back looking at the ceiling Ben's big smiling face came to her mind and she giggled softly.

The thoughts of the pictures she sent him made her smile devilishly and as she did she got up and went to her closet. She pulled out the same boots from the picture and then went on the hunt for the rest of her outfit. She selected a nice blue skirt and a cute white and blue striped top. The skirt hugged her hips nicely and the top was cut enough to show a decent cleavage with the right bra. She decided to match and got a lacy blue bra and matching boy shorts. Still enjoying how the stockings looked in the picture she got out the same pair and set them with the outfit.

Leta took a shower and felt herself really getting excited for the date. She wanted to make Ben forget about the bitch and focus totally on her. In her excitement she didn't realize her hand was between her legs and diddling her clit slowly. Leta felt the fire begin in between her thighs and clamped them shut trapping the hand between her legs. The surprising climax was as sudden as her hand drifting between her thighs. She squeaked loudly and whimpered as the jolt hit her like a bolt of lightning.

Leta was flat against the wall of her shower and shaking madly as the tremors wouldn't stop. Leta had never climaxed so suddenly in her life as she just did and it took her a few minutes before she could get her legs under her enough to turn off the shower and dry off. As she walked to her bedroom she had a fun thought of Ben with his hand between her legs and that thought made her purr wickedly as she turned on her radio.

As the fast beats of some heavy bass inspired music came on Leta found herself in a groove quickly. She loved to dance and letting her hips go as the song kicked in made the normally boring day come to a close. She felt the fire of the music and it was amazing as she danced and dressed herself for bed. Leta was laughing as she put on her undies and found her favorite t-shirt. Looking in the mirror she found her head band and tied her hair back so she could let it out in the morning as she liked. As she found her back on the bed Leta was still in a fun mood and she laid there listening to all her favorite songs. 

The next thing that Leta realized was that it was morning and she had fallen asleep listening to her songs. Leta woke up to the morning DJ and his talk show. She rubbed her eyes slowly getting the gunk from them and smiled. She didn't have to work at either job today or tomorrow and was eager for her two days off. She knew that Ben had to work his morning job, but not his side job. She got out of bed and went about her preparations for the day.

Ben spent a night of tossing and turning. He was so miserable in the morning as he crawled from his bed into the shower. He went to work and didn't have the same energy as before. His work crew noted how he worked like a man possessed by anger. They watched as he heaved beam after beam into place. Watching their boss lug around two hundred pound beams so easily, made some of them wonder what was wrong.

No one but Ben knew the fire that possessed him this day. He had a dream that his ex-wife was taking his daughter and making her into something he didn't want. The way his dream haunted him made the rage in his soul burn over like a boiling kettle. He didn't take it out on his men, only the beams that he heaved and lugged. The crew watched in awe as he placed a beam in its place by himself and went for another. The men saw how he moved and some were inspired to follow. As the day went on, the building's frame filled out and way ahead of schedule they completed three floors and were well into the fourth.

Ben lugged his weary body to the truck and got into it. Looking at the time he saw he had about an hour and a half before he was to pick up Leta and went home. Rochelle was in her room doing her homework. Ben walked to his shower and climbed in. He scrubbed the sweat and dirt from himself and his mind flowed away. He didn't realize how long he was in the shower until he suddenly felt cold water hit him. Snapping from his day dream of nothing at all he turned the water off. Wrapping up in his towel and walking back to his room Ben saw Rochelle getting dressed up.

Ben narrowed his eyes and went to his bedroom. He got dressed in a nice shirt and pants them came out. As he did he saw Rochelle all dolled up and ready to go somewhere. As she got to the door he crossed his arms and cleared his throat.

"Going somewhere are we?" he asked whimsically.

"I'm going to the Sadie Hawkins Dance tonight daddy," she said and her eyes showed no lie.

"That was tonight?" he asked not sure of the dates she said.

"Yeah. I told you about it last week," she said and in truth Ben couldn't remember.

"Well, have fun baby. And don't do anything I would," he said grinning.

"That leaves me nothing left!" she said laughing.

"Leaves you plenty! Just not everything," Ben laughed and Rochelle rushed up and kissed his cheek.

She rushed out to the waiting car of her date. Ben saw the young man and from what he saw he looked like a decent kid. He waved them goodbye and as they drove off, he locked the apartment and went to his truck. Ben climbed inside of the truck and put on a CD mix he made and when it came to life he grinned. While he was a firm lover of older rock, some new rock had made its way to his ears. He jammed to the sounds of a new favorite band of his called Solid State Logic and the drive to Leta's place was a short one. He pulled up to her apartment building and was happy to see her car was in its spot and its tires were in one piece. He was about to text her when the apartment front door opened and the vision Leta was came out.

Leta was practically bouncing as she walked to his truck. The boots were a nice touch and looked very sexy on her. The skirt hugged her hips like a glove and when Ben saw her top his eyes almost bugged out. The top had just the right amount of ceavage to make her beautiful breasts show, but not look obnoxious. Leta climbed into the truck and leaned over to him and kissed him fully on the lips. Ben's eyes closed as he returned the kiss and when they broke her beautiful brown eyes peered into his their mutual passion almost overflowing.

"Happy to see me, papi?" she asked softly.

"Isn't that an obvious question?" he replied and kissed her lips again.

Leta laughed softly and with a last peck, she sat down and buckled up. They drove to her favorite haunt and had a great diner. Ben was shown new varieties of food and when he tried a new dish he saw her eating he was blown away by the simplicity of the dish. Leta explained that food from Puerto Rico was made from love and a blend of so many cultures that lived on the island. From African to Spanish, Taino and even American the food was a representation of all that the island was. Ben smiled as he listened to her explain her own heritage was a mixed one as well. Her grandmother was an African immigrant and her grandfather was a native. It wasn't uncommon for the intermixing of bloodlines and the end result was the current breed.

Ben was impressed by that and explained his own heritage was mostly English and Dutch. The height he had was from his mother's side of the family. Leta was happy to spend time with him and listen to the story of his upbringing. She was impressed at how much he had done in his life and knew that she was going to have to try and catch up to some of his achievements. After they ate, the club next door was opening and they meandered to it.




Iron Heart Ch. 03



Well here it is at last. Thanks Mokelke for being awesome as usual and thanks to you for reading on with this one. It's been a fun time writing it and i might have one more of it or not i don't know yet. Read it, comment on it, love it I hope and vote away! Enjoy the show kids!





Ben's eyes cracked open at his usual five in the morning. He would normally start his shift in an hour, but as he looked out the window he saw it was pouring rain by the bucket load. He was lucky to have gotten home from the Shore before the bad weather started the night before. He was even happier still when he saw the blinking of his phone messages as it was likely the Union Rep saying that it was an off day.

All that was a nice thing, but something far better slumbered in his arms. That something was a petite Puerto Rican woman named Leta. They had started out with Ben spooning her tight, but as the night wore on she had tossed and turned so much she now sprawled on top of him, her face buried in his chest. Her cute body was draped along his and he was smiling at her as she snored softly. Her hair was a jostled mess, but it only added to her flair.

Ben decided to let her sleep and closed his eyes for a while longer, enjoying the feel of her young and muscled body against his rough physique. At seven he cracked them open again and this time found himself on his back with Leta flopped half on him. He chuckled as she was trying to hold him like a giant teddy bear, but his massive bulk prevented that. Ben shuffled out from under her and she whimpered angrily. Her eyes began to crack open and Ben saw she was not pleased in her comfort being disturbed.

"I have to get Rochelle up for school honey, I'll be right back," he said softly and she pouted, but curled into his pillow and went back to sleep.

Ben chuckled softly, seeing her this grumpy at this time of day told him she wasn't a morning person, but nonetheless it made her even more adorable to him. He could relate as he wasn't a morning person by choice, only need. Ben put on his tank top and shorts. Like a ghost, he slipped out of his room to start the day. The experience of moving through a house early without waking people came in handy with four children and Ben used all his tricks now. He went to Rochelle's room and softly roused her. Rochelle looked at the clock and flopped over and pulled the blanket over her head.

"Too early," she whimpered.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, up and at 'em," Ben said as he pulled the blanket off her body.

Rochelle sat up and looked at him with a half-asleep half-agitated look. Ben's stern visage changed the look when he tapped his foot impatiently.

"Hey, I gotta be up at this hour, so do you young lady," he said in his fatherly tone.

"You win," she complained and went to the bathroom to get ready.

"Damn right I do," Ben said under his breath and chuckled. It seems it was a family trait as Rochelle wasn't a morning person either, but alas she had school to get to.

He blew out a sigh as he heard the shower kick on and went to the kitchen to make her some breakfast. He set the coffee pot on and started making some breakfast. Knowing how picky Rochelle was, he was glad had a lot of years of preparing her breakfast to know what she loved. After diving into his cabinets and fridge he was as proud as ever at the end result, a nice fruit melody and a tall glass of freshly made OJ. Hearing the shower turning off he set the table and walked to the bathroom door. Knocking softly he spoke loud enough to be heard.

"Breakfast is on the table, baby. I'm gonna get dressed and get you to school."

"OK daddy," he heard her reply and Ben went to get dressed.

He walked back to his bedroom and saw the cutie still asleep and he about laughed loudly at what he saw.

Leta took up his whole bed as she was totally sprawled across it. Ben's mattress was a special memory foam one and he could see it was paying off as she was completely lost to the world.

Dressing quickly he kissed her forehead and Leta actually purred in her sleep and curled into his pillow tighter. Ben smiled at that and walked out to the kitchen. He poured a cup of coffee and sipped it as Rochelle bounded in. She was in her uniform and looked cute as normal. She kissed Ben on the cheek and sat down to devour her breakfast. Ben cracked his neck loudly trying to shake of the stiffness of the night. He rolled his head and as he had his eyes closed he remembered what happened the night prior. He turned away from Rochelle so she wouldn't see the erection that was beginning to tent in his jeans.

"Have a good night last night, honey?" he asked trying to change his mind's focus.

"No, my date left me for Clarissa Bougins!" she complained.

"OK, and why did he make that mistake?" he asked confused.

"Because he told me, 'Oh I'm really not into girls with black hair, I like blondes'," Rochelle said in a mocking teenage boy voice.

Ben almost spit up his coffee as she went on a tirade about boys being dumb. For five long minutes he listened to each complaint and as he nodded his head and heard her out. A side effect of her complaining was that Ben was glad to have the hard on go away. Ben looked at the clock and gulped the last of his coffee. He took her bowl as she finished and set it in the dishwasher. Rochelle drank down her juice and went to get her coat and book bag. Ben got his coat and looked at the rain as he opened the door. It was an absolute mess. He knew that flooding might be a problem soon and he hoped the highways would remain opened until he had to go get her later.

He got his umbrella and opened it for the both of them and rushed out to the truck. Ben went to her side so she could get in without getting soaked and held the door open. Rochelle bounded into the truck and shut the door. Ben sloshed back to his side and got in.

"Holy shit, it's comin' down!" he exclaimed.

Rochelle laughed as she looked outside. It was pouring and they had to drive in it. The drive to her school two towns away took nearly twice as long as they had to deal with the accidents from the people who forgot to slow down in the rain.

"So did you have a good night, daddy?" she asked coyly.

"Yeah. Went out and came home after you did," he said without giving anything away.

"Where did you go?" she asked.

"Out on a date if you must pry," Ben said truthfully.

"With the same woman that you mentioned from the shore?" she pried further.

"Yes, the same one," he replied and pulled into her school.

As they pulled into her school Ben gave her the umbrella and a kiss on the cheek. Rochelle patted his shoulder and opened the umbrella and rushed out into the mess. Suddenly she turned back and ran up to the window. He unrolled it and she gave him a cute smile.

"I'll see you after school...papi," and with that she rushed to the door.

Ben sat back in his truck and was wide eyed. She had just called him the same name Leta did and with the same cute tone! His mind swam in circles as he pondered the variables, then it hit him. He forgot to close his door last night! He chuckled softly as he saw her bound up the steps and into the school. Ben shook his head and drove away. On the drive home he pondered getting breakfast for Leta, but the rain canceled that idea. He wasn't about to sit in a drive-thru for breakfast and get soaked. Instead he would make her some breakfast at the house.

Pulling into his spot he took a breath and rushed into his apartment. While he got wet, he didn't get soaked. Ben chuckled as he shut the door and walked to the bedroom. He took off his wet shirt and looked in on Leta. She was still out cold on the bed. Her legs were out of the blankets as she had kicked them off and was sprawled comfortably on the bed. Ben had never seen someone sleep so soundly on his bed, but seeing her comfortable as she was, it felt right.

Silently as a cat he got close to her and kissed her cheek softly. Leta felt it and smiled in her sleep and opened her eyes. She saw Ben topless and hovering over her. She was suffering a bit from a hangover from the night before, but she was happy to see him nonetheless.

"Comfy, sweetie?" he asked softly.

"Yeah. I love your bed, papi," she purred and stretched out.

"So do I. It's the best bed I've ever had," Ben said and kissed her lips softly.

Leta moaned happily into the kiss. Her arms went around his neck and she held him close as their tongues played for a bit. Ben groaned as he climbed into bed with her. Leta giggled as she felt his body flush against hers and the kiss got more intense. Her tongue and his dueled for supremacy and soon she was grinding her body against his. 

Ben felt her soft legs open up and rub along his body and he shuddered as he felt the nylon clad legs and feet tease his back. Leta's grinding was also showing her wetness was reforming. Ben was ready to say fuck it all and go for broke when his happy moment was shattered by a loud pounding on the door.

"What in the name of unholy fuck..." Ben cursed as he and Leta looked incredulously at the door.

"Tell them to go away, papi," Leta said and patted his arm as the pounding started up again.

Ben got out of bed and looked down at the lovely woman in his bed and grinned.

"Stay put, I'll be right back," he said smiling and walked out.

"Hurry it up, papi," Leta giggled and rolled to her stomach.

Leta was very ready for Ben and hoped that maybe they could just spend the day together. If they did anything more she was just fine with that as well. She shuddered as she thought of the wild night they had and was eager to see if they could capture that magic again. She looked at her toes and saw the stockings still on her legs and sighed. She unrolled them and took them off so she could air them out. Leta tossed them to the chair next to her and laid back. She could definitely get used to spending more nights in his bed with him if he was interested. While the bed was indeed comfy, the teddy bear she had slept with was the icing on the cake.

Ben was smiling as he opened the door and suddenly the smile melted as Carol brushed right by him. Her makeup was running around her eyes and she threw her umbrella to the floor. Ben couldn't be sure, but he thought he smelled booze on her breath as she stomped in.

"What the hell is wrong with you!" she said and her voice was on the verge of exploding.

"And to what do I owe this displeasure?" Ben replied crossing his arms.

"Why is it I find out that Rochelle is talking about staying here? She is coming home with me after the courts give her back to me," she spat with a venom laced edge.

"Is that a fact?" he retorted chuckling.

"You may think this is funny, Ben, but you're wrong. That is my child and you fucking took her from me!" she exclaimed.

"I did nothing but get her away from that asshole that was trying to rape her," Ben retorted, his own voice getting cold.

"Brad wasn't trying to rape her. He was trying to talk to her, you prick! She slapped him and then ran away," Carol spat.

"I'm so sure you remember that night as I'm sure you were drunk and or stoned," Ben said coolly.

"I wasn't, you fuck! I had two drinks and that's it," she protested.

"Wow two drinks and your supposedly 'Pregnant'," Ben said laughing.

Ben was laughing at her and suddenly he wasn't as she was in his face and slapped him. Ben's eyes narrowed as he looked at her and grinned.

"Thank you," Ben said smugly.

"You think anyone gives a fuck if I slap your sorry ass?" Carol said smugly. "Not at all, you fucking asshole! It's all because of you I wasted my fucking life. But now I get to get something back and I'm taking my daughter back, you prick."

Ben's eyes narrowed at that as his gaze was on her neck.

"Go ahead, Ben. Hit me, give me all I need to throw your useless ass in prison! I'll make sure Rochelle is well taken care of you fuck..." she went on, then was cut off suddenly by an unfamiliar voice.

"What the fuck is your trip?" Leta asked as she walked from the bedroom.

Leta was very comfortable as she laid on the bed. Her eyes were closed in happiness from the mattress, then she heard the argument start up. She laid quietly for as long as she could stomach it and when she heard the slap, she got to her feet and began to walk out. When she saw Ben about to slug his ex, Leta decided that enough was enough.

Carol's eyes got wide as she saw the little woman walk from his bedroom wearing nothing but one of his shirts. Her mind spun in circles as she was nearly floored by what she saw.

"Who the fuck is this little tramp?" Carol asked in a cold hiss.

"And what the fuck do you care?" Leta asked as she crossed her arms and cocked her hip.

"Ben...who in the fuck is this bitch and what the fuck is she doing in your apartment?!" Carol screamed totally ignoring Leta.

"OK bitch. First off, who I am is none of your concern. Second off, what the fuck do you care?You gave him up," Leta replied giving her a cold glare.

"Listen bitch, I don't know who you are or what the fuck you think you're doing here, but you don't belong here!" Carol said in a condescending tone.

Leta laughed with utter disbelief at Carol's absurdity. She uncrossed her arms and walked up to Ben who was looking at Carol like he wanted to hit her still.

"Benjamin, sit down," she said in a firm tone, her accent coming through.

Ben looked at her and her impatient eyes bore into his own. For some reason he walked to his chair and sat down. His arms still crossed as he glared at Carol. Seeing Ben a bit safer Leta walked up a distance from Carol and put her hands on her hips and her temper started to rise.

"First off, you don't come into my man's house and start acting like you own it, bitch," Leta began as Carol got wide eyed.

"Second off, ho, you may be a piece of trash cougar that thinks she has real men, but you played yourself when you gave up the only real man you'll ever know. And last, you don't disrespect me, bitch, cause it won't end well for you," Leta said and her accent was out.

Leta grew up in the harder edge of Paterson and for most of her life she was around the gangs and what not that lived there. She never was in one, but she did pick up the slang and accent of it. Her bossy tone was coming out and it left Carol stunned when she went on.

"Now, I don't care who you think you are, but to me you ain't nothin' but a broke down ho!" she said and put the pop into her hip as she did.

Carol was shaking as Leta gave her a "Bring it" smile.

"Listen here, you hood rat little bitch! Get the fuck out of here and don't you dare bring your ass back!" Carol shouted and Leta laughed.

"Or what, bitch? You think you can take me?" Leta taunted.

Carol clenched and unclenched her hands as she was about to swing at her, then she stopped.

"Oh no. You aren't dragging me to your level, you piece of gutter trash," Carol said laughing.

Leta's words sank into Carol's mind, but they didn't make her lose her composure. Carol was not about to let this little bitch drag her into a fight, but something in her desperately wanted to.

"Too late, bitch. You didn't go to my depth, you went lower than a useless old streetwalker could go," Leta said smiling smugly.

"Keep talking, bitch," Carol said as Leta was still smugly smiling at her.

"With pleasure," Leta purred. "You see I know now why you're so mad seeing me with Ben," Leta began and Carol gave her a cold stare.

"You're jealous that a real man walked out on your useless ass and left you for a real woman. You wanted nothing more than to have a meal ticket and go fuck around while the only man in your life worked himself to the bone," Leta said getting to the heart of the matter.

"What real woman? I only see a little spic, ghetto whore in front of me," Carol spat.

Leta's rapacious laughter bit into Carol's mind like a shark. It tore into her calmness and made her start to shake. It was a mocking tone that sent a feeling of rage into her eyes.

"See, there you go again. I never brought up the race card or the 'where I'm from' card with you. You're just like all the other broke down bitches that think they are entitled to anything they want. Unlike you bitch, I have a job, my own car, and my own place. Ben was being a gentleman and letting me sleep off a long happy night. What were you doing last night? Having three useless frat boys fuck you in the ass?" Leta said laughing at her.

Carol was seething at this little bitch and she took a step forwards. Leta saw the step and reacted. From her time on the block she also had to fight a lot of wanna be gang members girlfriends and she was no slouch in protecting herself. Carol was stunned when Leta was in her face and the malevolent fire in her eyes backed her up a step. Leta had an evil grin on her face as she stared Carol down and suddenly Carol, for whatever reason, made a hugely, stupid mistake.

To Ben's eyes it seemed like a blur of motion. Leta was standing firm and Carol was on her back three feet away. His mind quickly replayed what happened to be sure he wasn't seeing things and suddenly he was aware, it had indeed happened. Carol's hand had suddenly lashed out to hit her and Leta exploded into motion. The one-two combo hit Carol square in the jaw as she slugged her with full extension. Carol flew back and took out one of his end tables as she crashed to the floor. Leta was standing still with her hands still up in a boxer's stance as she looked down at the fallen woman.

Ben was about to get up and check on Carol when Leta stepped between them. It was like she materialized in front of her and before Carol could bring her hands up Leta grabbed her coat and yanked her to an inch from her snarling visage.

"Now that I've made my point clear, this is what's gonna happen. Number one: get the fuck outta here, ho. You are no longer welcome here. Two: leave Benjamin alone for good. You'll get your fucking alimony and be happy for that. And last but not least, don't ever let me see your broke down ass again. If I do I'll repeat this same lesson over and over again. Am I clear?" she hissed.

Carol muttered and bobbed her head as the scariest face she had ever seen was not but an inch from her and her jaw was killing her.

"And call the fucking cops! See if they help you when Ben here will prove that I defended myself from you, you broke down bitch!" Leta said and tossed her to the floor.

Carol hit the floor and clambered away from the little woman and scrambled for her umbrella. She ran out of the apartment and Ben was in utter shock. He watched, jaw open and eyes wide, as the car revved up then tore out of the parking lot. His head twitched as he looked at the scene then looked back to Leta. She was picking up the table that was knocked over and muttering under her breath in Spanish.

After it was done she looked at Ben and walked right up to him with a purpose. He was wide eyed as she grabbed him and kissed him full on the lips. He leaned back into the chair as she straddled his lap and gave him what for. Ben's hands found her back and he closed his eyes as she made him shake into the kiss. Leta looked up from the kiss and her eyes bore into his.

"I'm sorry about that, papi. I didn't mean to give the bitch the satisfaction, but I wasn't about to let her do that to you anymore. From now on she has no claim over you, you're my man and that's final," she proclaimed.

Ben had never seen a woman so serious about what she wanted before, but for some reason he was fine with what she said.

Leta got off his lap and walked back to his bedroom. As she did she took the shirt off and her fully nude body was now in his vision. As she got to the door she stopped and looked over her shoulder.

"Coming, papi?" she asked and walked into the room swaying her hips seductively.




Iron Heart Ch. 03



Ben almost fell over getting out of his chair and rushed to his room. When he walked in he saw Leta on her back indicating with her index finger for him to come to her. Ben began to walk towards her and she shook her head and held up her hand to stop him.

"Aren't you a bit over dressed, papi?' she teased.

His shoes and pants were off in a flash and he walked to the bed. Leta giggled as he found her lips again and this time he felt her soft body against his. It felt electrifying. The smoothness of her skin was undeniable. The full firm breasts felt perfect as they mashed into his body. The way her nipples were hard and teasing his skin made his mind swim with hunger. Leta rolled him to his back and clambered on top of him. He felt her on his waist and the blazing heat of her dripping pussy made him groan softly as she ground on him teasingly.

"Are you my man, papi?" she asked with such a teasing innocence it made his toes curl.

"Do you want me to be, honey?" he asked softly.

"If I didn't Benjamin, then would I be here with you now after what I just did?" she retorted.

"I guess it's kinda obvious then. Isn't it?" he replied and she smiled.

Ben's erection was teasing her as she slid along it with her dripping slit. Ben was on the verge of ruining the moment when she stopped him.

"Now now, papi, patience," Leta said teasingly as she leaned forward and flicked her tongue along his nipple.

Ben groaned softly as she began to torture him. Her tongue was maddening as it rolled along his body and made him grab the sheets. The soft feathery kisses she trailed along his neck and chest made every breath he took come out as a slight gasp or shudder.

"Relax, baby," Leta purred into his neck, "I'm gonna make you feel better than you ever have felt before," she teased as she licked his neck and looked into his lust filled eyes. With the most teasing innocence she whispered, "I promise."

The way her accent made those two words come out almost made him blow a load. Her blazing heat was all over his midsection as she continued her quest to make him lose his mind. The teasing bites that followed the kisses made Ben almost throw her to her back. Sensing his inability to control himself starting to become a factor Leta saw her salvation on the chair next to her. She reached over and snatched the stockings and grabbed his arm and hoisted it over his head.

"If you can't control yourself, Benjamin, then I'll simply have to take matters into my own hands," Leta purred as she secured his left wrist above his head.

The second stocking found its way across his right wrist and he was secure to the bed frame. Leta smiled as she drug her tongue along his lips and probed his mouth. They shared a wildly passionate kiss. The frightening passion in it was made even more urgent when Leta felt his body shaking. She knew that he was probably not going to last very long in his current condition. The best way to make him calm down was to give him what he needed and Leta smiled devilishly as she traveled down his muscular body.

Ben felt her soft lips and tongue along his body and the way she teased his tattoos made his skin crawl. She licked and traced each one like they were a part of his body, Leta kissed them lovingly and Ben realized what she was doing. She was showing him that she was indeed his, and vice versa.

Leta's little hands found something hard and dripping between his legs and she cooed as she came face to face with him again. She looked up at him and in a naughtily innocent voice asked him.

"Do you want me to make you feel good, papi?"

"God yes," he breathed in agony.

"Well if my man wants me to make him feel good, then I guess I can do that," Leta said smiling.

Ben's eyes widened in shock as for the second time she took him in to her sweet mouth. The licks and sucks she made were so damn sweet it was killing him inside. He wanted desperately to hold out as long as he could, but he knew that he was kidding himself. He looked down to see that she was sucking him, but never once did her eyes leave his face. She was licking and sucking him so well his mind was about to black out. He felt the trembling in his legs starting up.

Try as he might Ben was only human and as she sucked and licked Leta was also letting loose a string of profanities as she did. She would lick the head of him and as she did whisper how naughty she felt and how good he tasted to him in Spanish. His command of the language was slight at best, but some he understood. That he didn't understand it all was so damn hot, it led to his inevitable conclusion.

Before Leta could put him back in her mouth she felt the first rope splash out and hit her under the chin. She gasped as the hot sticky load splashed onto her. Her eyes closed as she clamped her mouth on him as the second spurt flew out. She caught it in her mouth, though some of it escaped. Ben groaned as he let lose all he had left. His eyes fluttered as Leta swallowed and stroked him hard.

When he finally got it under control Ben opened his eyes to see Leta softly sucking him and looking up. She got a wicked grin as she sucked hard and let him out with a loud pop. Ben groaned as he felt the sensation.

"You taste so good, papi, I may have to do that some more," she purred teasingly as she sat up. 

She saw Ben lazily looking up at her trough heavy lidded eyes which grew wider when she ran her index finger along her cheek, scooping up some of his cum and move it to her mouth and lick her finger clean, savoring his very essence.

"As much as you want baby," he replied, trying to get his head to stop spinning, especially after

the little after show Leta presented.

Leta giggled softly and climbed off him. She found a towel and wiped off the mess and looked at him teasingly.

"Maybe you can return the favor, papi?" she asked coyly.

"I'd love to, honey," he said smiling.

"Maybe if I let you go you'll behave yourself?" she asked as she climbed up his body again.

"Not a chance," he said grinning.

Leta laughed seductively as she reached up and undid the restraints. She was glad that the stockings didn't stretch too badly and as his hands came down she climbed on the bed. Ben sat up and scooted over. He tilted her chin and kissed her lips then pulled back suddenly.

"Rochelle may have heard us last night," he said softly.

Leta looked down and her face began to flush a bit.

"How do you know?" she asked.

"She called me something interesting this morning as I dropped her off from school," he said softly.

As he said it, he licked her neck and Leta moaned out a laugh.

"And what did she say?" she asked as Ben continued teasing her.

"What is it you call me so much?' he asked and bit her collarbone.

"Mmmmm, I don't know papi," she said in a haze.

"Exactly," he said and nipped the skin above her breast.

Leta let out a throaty laugh as she realized what Rochelle had called him. While she laughed Leta laid back as Ben continued licking and biting his way down her lovely body. Ben continued to lick and nibble on the smooth skin around Leta's diamond hard nipples. The giggles and sweet moans that came from her lips made Ben smile as he flicked his tongue along her nipple. Leta sighed and rolled her head to the side as Ben continued flicking his tongue on it and sucking it softly.

"Mmm papi....mas," Leta whispered as he sucked her nipple.

Ben's lips never left her nipple and soon she was writhing under him. Leta felt his rock hard body under her and soon she felt the warmth building up. Leta pulled him up by his head and kissed his lips deeply. Ben sighed into her loving kiss and as they did he suddenly found himself on his back. Leta was on top of him and her passions were not going to be ignored. The hungry almost feral kissing she was giving him was all it took for his erection to spring back to life.

Leta felt the hard on poking her softly and she released their kiss and had a fun smile on her face. She reached behind her and found him standing firm. Her hand grabbed him and Ben moaned loudly.

"Let's see if you still remember how to do this," Leta purred and shuffled down his body.

As Ben's eyes opened up he saw the sight that made his eyes bug out. Leta had lined herself up and started to push backwards on him.

"I wanna see if you can make me noisy again, papi," she purred and continued sliding on him.

The blazing heat and eager shakes of Leta's pussy were a welcome relief to Ben. He felt each and every inch of her as she teasingly drove down on him. Ben's eyes rolled in the back of his head as she worked him into her. Ben grunted loudly after what felt like an eternity he finally met resistance by bottoming out in her. Leta felt the fullness in her body and her eyes were glued shut. She tensed up on him and held herself in check from moving as she needed a bit of time to adjust to him filling her so completely. Her breathing came in short desperate pants, visible by the rapid falling and rising of her beautiful perky breasts.

Ben felt her nails dig into his chest and sighed as she clenched and unclenched her hands. Ben's hands found a perch on her slim hips and she sighed and leaned her head back. Leta groaned softly as she felt the angle change inside of her and suddenly she opened her eyes and looked down. Ben's eyes were open and his shaky breath was the sign she was looking for.

"Show me that your my man, papi. Make me believe it!" she hissed as she began to rock back and forth on him.

Ben felt the soft velvet of her snug hole as it clenched on him. Leta began with slow teasing strokes. Ben felt her hands travel up and down his chest as she began to rock. Her eyes were narrowed in a feral grimace as she rocked. Leta's normally cute face had changed so suddenly as she rode him. The feral lusty look in her eyes made his mind think of her not as a young woman, but as his woman. Ben's hands traveled up her body and to her breasts. She moaned as he gripped them and squeezed her nipples hard. Leta's head fell back and his left hand went up to her face. He cupped her cheek and she shocked him as she bit his hand.

As he groaned Leta let go and threw her head back and laughed seductively. She began to pick up the pace a bit and Ben really felt her get into it. Leta was in heaven as she began to rock faster on Ben. She felt every inch of herself filled with his huge cock and the feeling of his throbbing member in her was driving her nuts. As her pace increased she began to let herself go. She had her man right where she wanted him, and he was not getting away from her.

The Spanish profanities began to flow from her lips as she rocked on him and Ben's mind was slowly being overwhelmed by the sensations. The lithe young woman riding him like a wild mustang who was set free after ages of being held down. The dirty talk in Spanish was a very nice touch, but the thing that got him most was the sheer passion that she had as she bounced away on him. Ben's hands went right to her ass and squeezed hard. His large hands swallowed up her dark flesh, but he had bigger things on his mind.

Leta's whimpering and gasping was getting louder as she began to flail away on him. Ben had never been with a woman so wild before, but he was fast becoming a fan of it. The way her eyes were clamped shut and the intense words that flew from her mouth made his balls begin to boil. He didn't want to finish so soon, but if she kept it up he wasn't going to be able to stop it. Before she could get to much more into it, Ben rolled them over.

Leta felt the move and as she was on her back her legs were wide open. Ben found a way to raise her hips up so her shoulders were on the bed still and began to pump in and out. Leta let out a series of choking gasps as the new angle forced her to let him do all the work. She was now in such an angle she could barely scream, and how she wanted to. Ben began to slip in and out slowly and Leta was given a great sensation as he was slowly torturing her. Her eyes found his and in a hiss she let him know what she wanted.

"Fuck me, papi!"

Ben set her down and she propped her legs on his hips. Once he was set he began to slip in and out of her much faster than before. Leta's eyes closed and she turned her head to the side as she felt him begin what she wanted to feel. Ben kept at his pace for what seemed like hours and Leta felt her own passion beginning to build up. She was moaning softly as he was going in at a deeper angle. Leta drug her feet up and down his hips as he found the right spot. Her eyes bulged as he savaged it thoroughly. Leta's cries and whimpers filled the room as did Ben's grunts. The slapping of his body against hers became the new tempo of their lusts.

Leta felt the deep strokes and her eyes looked up into his and the feral intensity had returned with a vengeance.

"Papi, I said fuck me! Now fuck me!" she screamed and her hand lashed out.

Ben felt the slap on his cheek and was stunned as she started to laugh playfully. Her eyes still had that narrow glare as she laughed. His eyes saw red and he began to slam into her. Leta's eyes bulged and she screamed in pleasure. In that moment Ben let go of the nice guy and began to give Leta what she wanted. His hard deep probes made her eyes bulge and her mouth scream out in pleasure. His whole life he had held back on his own happiness and now this little woman was there to give it back to him. Her hips angled up to allow him to drive as deep as he could in her and he did.

Leta felt the driving strokes and was euphoric. Her screams were unintelligible as she wanted to egg him on with dirty talk, but the fury in Ben prevented that. Instead her every gasp and yelp spurred him on for more. Leta drove her nails into his back and drug them down and that spurred him on even more. Her eyes narrowed again as she let out a tirade in Spanish that sent him over the edge.

"Me jode Dios maldito le!" Leta screamed and Ben felt her orgasm rip through her at the same

moment.

Leta didn't have time to prepare for it and the orgasm ripped into her tiny body like a lightning strike. Every nerve in her body flared to life as she unleashed her pent up frustrations. Her whole body shook violently under Ben as he continued ramming into her with brutal strokes. Leta's eyes glazed over and she almost went into a catatonic state as she whimpered the same words over and over.

"Mas papi," she repeated several times in a near whisper.

Ben felt his own end building and it wasn't long after she stopped shaking and bucking that he felt his balls tighten up and his end was near. He looked dead into Leta's eyes and realized he had no condom on. He was about to pull out when Leta suddenly came to life and held him in place by squeezing her thighs on him as hard as she could. Ben could easily have gotten away, but the soft thighs on his hips coupled with the nails digging deeper into his back stopped him cold. With a loud roar Ben erupted.

Ben's seed fired off deep into Leta's abused canal. She felt the hot seed burning inside of her and a second orgasm washed over her. She bucked hard as the load burned its way into her and she was stunned. He had gushed last night and earlier, but this one was bigger than both! She felt him fill her up and then it leaked everywhere. Leta felt his seed and her own juices drizzle down her ass and pool on the bed. Her mind felt how naughty it was and it only spurred her on.

"¡Eso es los papi. Me dan todo esto! " she purred as he finally stopped shaking.

Ben's legs were about to give out and Leta sensed it. She relinquished her hold on him and let him fall to his side. Ben hit the side of the bed with a thud and his breathing was ragged. He had never come so hard in his life and felt light headed. He felt something on his back and it felt wet. His hand absently rubbed the spot and when it came back he saw blood on his fingers. Leta saw that and shrank down into the pillow.

"I'm so sorry, papi!" she squeaked.

Ben's smile was purely lust filled. He crawled over to her and drove his tongue into her mouth. Leta moaned as his tongue thrashed along hers. She put her arms around his head and pulled him close. Their passionate kissing nearly reignited their passions again, but Leta was far too sore to continue. She looked at him with pain filled eyes and Ben relented.

Ben pulled her to his body and held her tight. They both were content, for now, and it didn't take long for both to doze off. Leta purred so sweetly in her sleep that it woke Ben up after a while. He looked at the beautiful woman in his bed and smiled groggily. As his head tilted up he saw the clock and his eyes got wide.

"Shit," he whispered.

It was time to get Rochelle and he needed to get going if he wanted to be at the school in time. Looking at a comfortable Leta he didn't want to wake her, but if he brought Rochelle home to a naked and asleep Leta, there would be a lot of questions. Against all his wishes he nudged Leta softly.

Leta's eyes opened slowly as she felt the bumping. She looked up to see Ben talking to her, but her ears were still ringing from earlier. She shook her head slowly to get her bearings back and finally his words came into focus.

"Sorry to wake you up honey, but I need to get Rochelle. You want to stay or go?" he asked politely.

"Will she be mad if I'm here, Benjamin?" she asked softly.

"I don't know. She knows I'm seeing someone, but I don't know how she'll react to seeing you

here," he said honestly.

Ben was sure that Leta and Rochelle could get along, but the age thing was sure to be a touchy subject for his daughter. He was certain that she had friends Rochelle's age and vice versa, but for now he didn't want to push things. He was coming into a level of comfort with Leta and didn't want to ruin it, but his daughter might not be so understanding.

"Will it hurt your feelings if I take you home?" Ben queried almost afraid to ask.

Leta heard the tone of his voice and she was understanding.

"She won't like the age gap between us, will she?" Leta asked softly.

"I don't know. I think she'll be happy for me, but then she'll find out how close in age the two of you are and it might weird her out. Plus I have the bitch in court soon and I don't want her to give her mom any sort of ammunition, not like you would be," Ben said apologetically.

"Why don't we let her decide. How long till you have to get her?" she asked.

"About an hour or so," Ben said.

"OK than, take me home, I'll change, than we can go get her together," Leta offered.

Ben thought about it. He knew what she had to wear was nice for him to look at, but maybe not Rochelle's cup of tea right away. A strange feeling said the boots would be something Rochelle would love, but the rest of the outfit was more for his viewing pleasure. He nodded his head and Leta giggled.

"Good papi! Now let's get dressed," she purred.

Ben helped Leta to her feet and they staggered into the shower. They didn't have time for a full blown washing, so they washed the essentials. Leta actually enjoyed Ben behind her as she washed as his hands felt so good on her back. When it was time for her to reciprocate she had to jump up to get his shoulders. Ben chuckled at that and washed his upper back for her. They cut it short and dried off. Leta dried out her hair and shook it out into a wild poof. The way her thick hair stuck out was cute to Ben, but it clearly annoyed Leta. She looked around and found something that would help and tied one of Ben's bandana's around her head to hold it down.

Ben tossed her the same long shirt she wore earlier that day and she got an idea. She tied it off and put on her skirt and boots. Ben looked at her and she was wild looking. He almost didn't want her to change, but then again he had little choice. After he got dressed they rushed out to avoid being soaked and got into the truck.




Iron Heart Ch. 03



The drive to Leta's was actually fast and they were in and out in less than twenty minutes. The drive to Rochelle's school was another matter. They ended up having to go on side streets to avoid the mess that was the highways. As they drove Leta noticed Ben's eyes were full of apprehension of what was coming. Seeing them that way made her understand right away what was wrong.

"You OK, papi?" she asked sweetly.

"Yes, and at the same time a huge no," Ben said honestly.

"Afraid of what she's gonna say," she said with a tone that was full of realization.

"Yes," was the only answer Ben could say that was truthful.

"Papi, why don't we just let this happen and see where it goes," Leta offered.

Ben looked at her and the look on her face showed that she wasn't afraid. The only thing in her eyes was a determination of what they had felt right and that everything else would work out just fine.

"I said your my man, papi, and I mean it. Even if she doesn't like me, she can accept that we are together," she said firmly.

Ben chuckled as she emphasized the point by squeezing his hand.

"It is what it is then," Ben said after a returning the squeeze.

"That's all I could ever want, Benjamin," she said purposely saying his name with that Spanish lilt he loved so much.

Ben turned his attention back to the road and they continued on to the school. When they arrived, Leta got into the back of the car and waited silently as they saw Rochelle run up with the umbrella.

Rochelle saw her dad's truck roll up into the crowded parking lot and ran to it, juggling with her backpack and the umbrella. She didn't get too wet as she ran and as she quickly got into the truck with Ben smiling at her.

"Hey baby, how was it?" he asked.

"Good. I got a lot of homework to do cause they said school might be closed down for the next day or so if it floods," she explained.

"OK. We can deal with that. Hungry?" he asked.

"Starved!" she exclaimed.

"Well on that note why don't we all get some lunch then," Ben said and looked behind him.

"All?" Rochelle asked confused and looked back.

Leta pleasantly smiled as Rochelle looked at her and waved. Rochelle's eyes got big and she

turned back.

"Umm...daddy. Uhhh...who is that?" she asked in a very confused tone.

"I am Leta Dominguez and you must be Rochelle," Leta replied not trying to sound bossy or unpleasant.

"Hi," Rochelle said in shock.

"You remember when you guys asked me if I was seeing someone, that weekend when we were down the shore?" Ben asked and Rochelle nodded nervously. "Well, here she is," Ben said proudly.

Rochelle's eyes bugged out and she was flabbergasted. Susan had told her to give her any info on who her dad was dating, but when she saw the woman in the flesh her mind couldn't wrap itself around it. Here was a young woman, maybe a few years older than her and not white. While she was raised tolerant of other races, she couldn't picture her dad dating a Latina. As her mind swam Leta took the initiative.

"Why don't we go to that diner by your place Ben and we can all talk," Leta said trying to disarm any bomb before it could go off.

"Sounds good to me. You on board, honey?" he asked Rochelle who absently nodded.

"Daddy...This is your girlfriend?!" Rochelle exclaimed now totally at a loss.

"Yes," Leta and Ben said at the same time, smiling widely at each other.

Rochelle's head twitched hearing it said in unison. Her eyes scanned her father's face as he drove out of the parking lot and she could tell he was serious. She glanced into the mirror and saw Leta's face and could see a similar expression. Rochelle suddenly had a million questions pop up in her mind and decided to get the most pertinent out first.

"Umm...daddy, does mom know about this?" she asked timidly.

"They have made acquaintance," he said chuckling.

Leta smiled darkly at that, but held herself in check. Rochelle saw the look and her head went back and forth between the two trying to makes heads or tails of it.

"She met mom?!" Rochelle asked and her voice was more than a bit loud.

"You could say that," Ben said and held his laugh in check.

"And she's still with you?" Rochelle asked again.

"'She' said a few things to your mother and 'she' is not quite sure your mother will think twice barging into his home and acting like she owns it. She had her chance, now he's mine," Leta jumped in, giving her own two cents on the matter.

Rochelle looked at Ben and her face demanded an explanation. The pout she gave in her confused state was a familiar one she had used to get her way in her youth, but for some reason it held no power over Ben as he smiled at her and patted her hand. Rochelle took that gesture for what it meant and switched to another route of questioning.

"OK...um are you two like, you know, serious?" she asked in a soft voice.

"Yes. I believe we are. Right, honey?" he asked Leta.

"I'd like to think so," Leta replied smiling.

Rochelle's head went down as she tried to wrap her mind around the obvious, but something was not right in her mind about things. Lost in a myriad of thoughts, she struggled a bit with her next question.

"Daddy...umm...how long...how long have you been, you know, together?" she asked after a lifetime of thinking.

"We've known each other about a month, there's been a few weeks of actual dating," he replied.

"Oh," was her one syllable reply.

"You OK, baby?" Ben asked, seeing her confusion.

"Umm...yeah I'm fine, just didn't expect this is all," she answered honestly.

Ben nodded his head. Some parts of him wanted to just tell Rochelle everything, but he wanted her to be comfortable first. As they drove to the diner Rochelle asked about two dozen more questions that skirted the issue, but then it came down to the big one.

"So how old are you Leta?" she asked softly, almost timidly.

"I'll be twenty two this year," she said in an upbeat manner.

"Wow!" Rochelle said in amazement.

"What?" Leta asked back confused by the tone in the answer.

"Umm...isn't my dad, well, you know...a bit old for you?" she asked trying not to be insensitive.

"Nope. He's perfect for me," Leta purred sweetly.

Ben smiled as she said that. He truly appreciated the way that Leta answered all her questions in a polite tone. He hoped that they could maybe find a common thing between them to make things go a little bit smoother. As he drove he saw that Rochelle's eyes were still lost. Seeing a chance to maybe make things go smoother he offered his two cents.

"You alright honey, you look a bit lost," he asked.

"Umm..yeah I'm fine, daddy. I'm just not sure of this is all," she replied in truth.

"I can understand, honey. To tell you the truth I'm still shocked myself at how things are going between us," he said back softly.

Leta heard that and looked into Ben's eyes through the rear view mirror. Ben saw the silent question in Leta's eyes and smiled as he went on, "Shocked, but very happy once I allowed myself to be open minded. I think Leta can vouch that I had my concerns at first as well about the age gap, but she quickly got rid of all my arguments and here we are," he said with a genuine smile on his face.

Leta reached up and patted his shoulder as they drove on. Rochelle took note of how she touched her dad's arm and the look was not hostile, but curious. She was still having a time trying to wrap her mind around her dad's new girlfriend, if she was that. She went quiet as she weighed her thoughts and the diner came into view. They got out of the truck and when she saw Leta her eyes got wide. Another thing became clear as she watched the Latina exit the car.

The first thing about Leta she noted was how tiny she was. Rochelle stood six feet tall and had a very nice figure, but Leta was the total opposite. Leta's tiny frame was easily a foot plus shorter than her dads, if not more, and her body was not at all what she expected. Leta had changed in the apartment from the skirt and tee to a pair of nice jeans and a black top. Leta kept the boots on as she really liked how they looked with the pants, plus Ben couldn't keep his eyes off them.

Huddled together under the huge umbrella, they all made a dash for the diner. They all tried their best to avoid getting a wet drizzling shower. Once inside, they got a booth. Leta and Ben sitting on one side and Rochelle on the other. They got their waters and Rochelle sipped hers as she kept her head down. The sight of them sitting together like that was unsettling to her.

Ben sensed the uneasiness and reached across the table to take her hand. Rochelle found her father's hand a welcoming relief. As he squeezed her hand she looked up to face him.

"So how did you guys get together?" she asked almost afraid to know.

Ben took a deep breath and looked to Leta. Leta decided to let him do the talking and nodded. With a sip of his water Ben recanted the details. He left out they already slept together, but he gave her the rundown of how they met and why they started dating. For Ben it was a simple reason, he met a great girl and wanted to see where it would go. Leta had another reason for them being together and decided to tell Rochelle in no uncertain terms why.

"I don't think I've met a guy as nice as Ben. From when we met till now he has done nothing but be a nice man, and I really like that about him," she said with a squeeze of his hand.

Rochelle had the question still in her eyes and Leta went on.

"You see before I met your dad I got blessed with one waste of time after another. From momma's boys to thieves. Hell, my last boyfriend took me for five hundred cash and all my jewelry while he used the cops to fleece me. I wasn't even looking for anyone when I met your dad. It just happened he came when my ex was being an asshole and told him off. From there, well, it just worked," Leta said smiling at Ben.

Ben leaned his head and put it on top of hers. The image was very cute and even Rochelle couldn't disagree. She looked to Leta and one last question came to mind.

"So why my dad? I'm sure there's a ton of guys your... uh, age out there you might like?" she asked cautiously.

"There are, but they aren't Benjamin here. A cutie with a big heart," she teased and flicked his nose as she said it.

Ben laughed at that and Rochelle opened her mouth in shock. The casual flick and how relaxed both seemed in each others company was a definite eye opener to Rochelle. For years she had seen her dad almost miserable with the way things were going. He would always be grumpy when no one was looking, or when he thought no one was. It hurt his family when he was miserable, but now to see him so openly happy was something that made Rochelle think hard. He was already a bit more relaxed around his daughters once the divorce was settled and when her mom wasn't bothering him. But even then he never looked this happy. Rochelle decided she asked enough questions for now as the waiter walked up.

They ordered lunch and had a happy chat as they ate. Leta actually talked with Rochelle about school and her studies, she even offered to help her with her anatomy classes. Rochelle smiled at Leta's offer. As a result, the lunch became more upbeat as it went on. Ben got them desert and the girls actually began to open up and talk a bit more. Ben noted it was subtle, but friendly and was relieved. They drove back to the apartment and talked some more. Rochelle was stunned when Leta gave her advice on how to deal with her now soon to be ex-boyfriend. Ben was wide eyed as he listened to the advice involving teasing him by saying she was now into girls.

The girls actually began to chat about things that made Ben's mind fill up with so many hopeless images he excused himself to his office. He sat back and just shook his head as his new girlfriend was helping his daughter with her clothes and homework. All in all he was relieved that they had hit it off as well as he could have hoped. While he pondered his good fortunes he pulled out his papers and went over the bills.

Leta and Rochelle sat in the living room and the conversation had shifted from boys to clothes to music. Rochelle had similar taste in music to Leta who also listened to Hip hop and Pop. The girls actually were split over a certain boy band that Leta couldn't stand and Rochelle loved.

"How can you say that?!" Rochelle exclaimed.

"Because it's the truth mama, he's a three dollar bill!" Leta said and started laughing.

"He isn't gay! There's no way!" Rochelle squealed and threw a couch pillow at her.

Leta caught the pillow and set it down. Her gaze set upon Rochelle and it was a friendly one that promised retribution should she do that again. Rochelle bounced on the couch and went on.

"He isn't gay, he's going out with what's her face! The chick that sings that one...oh what's it called," Rochelle said thinking.

"Haven't you ever heard the term, down low?" Leta said seriously.

"No! He...wait what's that?" Rochelle asked suddenly laughing.

"Bisexual, you now into both," Leta laughed and threw the pillow back.

Rochelle looked up in time to see the pillow hit her square in the face. She laughed as she was caught off guard and fell backwards. Leta laughed as she saw Rochelle fall over and to the floor. Rochelle was laughing on her back and rolled to her stomach. She looked up at Leta and was stunned to see her sitting so demurely and with a superior look on her face.

"Now meja, on to a better subject, you going to see that new movie coming out this weekend?" Leta asked smiling eagerly.

"Who isn't?" Rochelle asked as she got to her feet and sat back down with her legs under her.

Leta smiled as they continued on their conversation. She was really trying to reach out to her and was surprised at how nice Rochelle was being. A tribute to Ben's nature she was being so civil. Leta really felt Rochelle opening up to her and was shocked when after about hours of talking they were leisurely watching TV with their feet up relaxing. Leta had taken her boots off and Rochelle was watching. Rochelle wanted a pair and had a mind to beg her daddy for a pair.

"So where did you get those?" she asked eagerly.

"At the store I work at. I get a discount," Leta said smiling devilishly.

"Wait, you work at a woman's clothes store?" Rochelle asked confused.

"Yes, I have two jobs," Leta explained.

"Oh, I thought nurses made good money," Rochelle asked.

"Yes, but rent is a bitch sometimes," Leta said laughing, "Plus my car, gas, plus, it all adds up," Leta said as she cracked her toes.

"That sucks. Having to work two jobs just to get by," Rochelle replied with a sorrowed tone.

"Don't feel bad for me meja, I also like to buy clothes so it's a blessing sometimes," Leta said with a wink.

"Oh right, you get a discount on nice boots," Rochelle laughed out.

The both had a good laugh at that and Ben heard them. He peered around the corner and saw them on the couch watching TV and joking. He let out a breath and walked into the room to join them. Leta heard him coming and looked over her shoulder as he walked up.

"Anything good on?" he asked.

"Nope, just Idol reruns," Leta said with a bored tone.

"Oh gawd someone shoot me," Ben laughed.

Leta gave him a sly grin and turned up the volume. Rochelle giggled at that and looked away. While she was trying her best to be nice, she was reaching the limit of what she could handle. She did enjoy the banter between them and even the pillow incident, but her mind was fast beginning to reach its limits. As Leta looked away she looked to her father and her eyes were pleading him. Ben noticed the look and nodded his head.

Leta got up after a minute to use the facility and as she walked away Rochelle looked to her father.

"Daddy, umm...she seems nice and all, but I don't know," she said softly.

"You don't like her, honey?" he asked softly.

"I don't know. I mean...she is kinda young daddy," she said looking down.

"I thought so too baby, then I got to know her and well...." he said leaning back into his chair.

"Daddy, are you sure this is...well...something you want to do?" she asked and this time she was looking straight at her father.

Ben looked his daughter in the eyes and smiled warmly. His words would only say so much, but his body language was speaking volumes. The happiness she saw in them said enough. Rochelle bit her tongue and sat back as Leta came back into the room.

When Leta got to the edge of the couch she saw Ben smiling and realized that he was obviously talking to his daughter, than seeing how Rochelle's head was down the conversation was an obvious one. She looked to Ben and tilted her head to the door. Ben saw the motion and nodded.

"Well Meja, I think you've had enough of me for one day. Maybe we can meet up some other time and go out?" she offered.

Rochelle looked over to Leta and smiled pleasantly then looked away. Leta felt the apprehension in her eyes as she walked to the door. Ben got up and walked to the door to follow her.

"I'll take you home, honey. We'll be back in a bit sweetie," Ben said as he stopped behind Rochelle.

"OK, daddy," Rochelle said meekly.

Ben leaned forwards and kissed his daughter on the head making her smile. He gave her a good rub on the shoulders and followed Leta out the door. Rochelle looked up and watched her father walk Leta to the truck and help her in. She watched them and saw that there was a definite something between them. As she watched the truck pull away she looked at the TV and turned it off. She went to her room and turned on her laptop. Opening her email account she found her sisters chat options and began the round of gossip, and did she ever have some to dish out.

Ben and Leta braved the parkway on their way back to her apartment. She was quiet and lost in thought as they drove and Ben noticed it. He knew there was a tension in her from meeting his daughter and hoped it didn't turn her off from what they had. He reached over and stroked her shoulders in an effort of helping her relax.

Leta felt the hand on her shoulder and turned to see Ben smiling at her. They were stopped by traffic and she was able to return the smile as she saw him on the verge of saying something, but his mind was second guessing.

"Just say it, papi," Leta said calmly.

"Say what? Your cute?" he joked.

"I know that!" Leta laughed and slapped his arm, "No, what Rochelle had to say when I was in the bathroom."

"She said she was not sure of you yet and was trying to be nice. Sometimes it's better to make a good first impression and make someone feel comfortable as you make a decision of liking them or not," Ben explained.

He had taught his daughters that and it helped them in their lives. Rather than being shallow and self-centered, they tried to be helpful and forthcoming with people so not to appear flighty. Ben knew that given time Rochelle would probably be cool with her, but for now he wanted to keep them at a comfortable level.

"I see. So she was being nice, but gauging me then," Leta reasoned.

"Exactly. Plus she likes your boots," Ben said chuckling.

"So do I, that's why I bought them," Leta laughed and looked at her boots.

"I'll have to agree they are pretty bad ass," Ben said smiling as traffic broke and they made it to the exit.

"So you think the others will be alright with me and you?" she asked.

"We'll see. I don't want to force you down their throats and make them like you. That's what their mom did with them after we got divorced," Ben said.

"I am not her..." Leta began to say when she saw him raise his hand.

"I know that and so do they. And that will be your victory," Ben said and stroked her hair.

Leta gave him an amused smile and they drove into her apartment complex. Leta stretched her arms upwards and yawned a bit while Ben parked the car into the empty spot in front of her building. Ben killed the engine and turned sideways, giving her a quizzical look.




Iron Heart Ch. 03



"So why me? That's one I do want to know," Ben asked.

"Because you're you," Leta answered simply and opened the door. She looked back and asked, "Coming?"

"Sure," Ben said and got out of the truck.

Ben walked around the truck and to Leta's waiting arm. He put his arm over her shoulder and her arm went around his hip and they walked in. Going up the elevator Leta put her head on his side as they waited. Her beaming smile was one that could tell a blind man how she felt and it was radiant. Her bright smile proof again that she felt right at home, being hugged by the giant of a man. The dream she had what seemed like a lifetime ago was coming true and she was happy it was now a reality.

They walked to her apartment and Leta got the door. Going inside Ben saw the place was just like the last time. He saw the kitten statues off to the side and smirked at that. As they walked in he looked around and saw the couch and kitchen in the same neat manner. He heard Leta's boots click on the hardwood floor and into her bedroom. He tilted his head and peered in. Ben couldn't see everything so he crept closer and looked in. He felt like a peeping tom, but he got a radical idea. She said he was her man, he suddenly had an idea of proving it.

When he looked again he saw Leta with her leg up and undoing the zipper on the boot. He watched her take it off and toss it to the side. She repeated the process with the other boot and was in her stockinged feet. He hadn't seen her dress and had no idea what she was wearing under her clothes and suddenly his eyes got wide as she undid the zipper on her pants and took them off. He saw her legs wrapped in the sexy black stockings. He blew out a short breath and watched further as she undid her top and threw it to the hamper. Her bra and panties really looked sexy on her body. As he watched some more she unrolled the stockings from her feet and tossed them to the side as well. His cock had already sprang to attention as he watched and then it began to throb as he watched her take off her bra.

Ben felt the moment take him and he was powerless to stop what he did next. Without a conscious thought he walked into the bedroom and right behind Leta. Leta squeaked when she felt his strong hands on her hips and shove her to the bed. She was face down and ass up as he stalked behind her and grabbed her hips firmly so she couldn't move. Lea looked up and Ben slapped her ass rather firmly making her mewl.

"So you said I'm your man, did you?' he asked in a firm voice.

Bewildered Leta answered meekly, "Si, papi."

"Good," was all he said and sank to his knees.

Leta felt his tongue slash along her crotch and she shuddered. His fingers ripped the panties to the side and freed her moist treasure. It took less than a heartbeat for his first finger to slip in and his tongue to find her folds. Leta sighed out loud and gripped the sheets as she felt Ben return the favor from the night before and the morning as well, with interest. She felt his tongue as it raked across her slit and his finger sliding in to the knuckle. After feeling his huge cock in her the finger was no problem to take. Leta's moans and whimpers began to fill the room as she felt the maddening sensations of his hungry mouth.

Ben growled softly as he ate and Leta couldn't help feeling her body begin to burn a bit. The last person who gave her oral was her, once, girlfriend Amanda and that seemed like a lifetime ago. Her sweet voice carried the tune of her pleasure and it was this kind of music in Ben's ears that made him increase the tempo. He grabbed her hips and flipped her to her back and pushed her legs up so he had an unobstructed angle to devour her sweet pussy. This quick move made her moan and grunt even louder. Her breathing was a bit difficult as her legs were up and near over her head as he held them in place. Leta tried to buck, but the angle made it hard to accomplish.

After a few seconds of trying to move Leta, laid back and let her man do his thing. She moaned and whimpered louder and louder as his ministrations continued. Her eyes clamped shut and her nails found a perch in the mattress. A lusty scream echoed in the room as she felt her core begin to burn. Ben felt her trembling body begin to spasm a bit and his eyes blazed with an intensity she had never seen before. She called him her man and after this, she was going to call herself his woman.

"Papi!!" she squealed loudly as her orgasm built up in her like a tsunami.

Ben heard it and growled like a beast. His next course of action was a purely to prolong her pleasure as he drove another finger into her hole and his mouth latched onto her swollen clit. Leta felt the sensation and her eyes widened as she was stretched out.

"Ai Mas! Por Favor mas papi!" she screamed and felt the bucks begin.

Ben drove his fingers in and out of her and suckled her clit like a man possessed until her hips clenched and her hole spasmed on his fingers.

"AI!!" Leta howled as she gushed like a fountain.

Her tight hole spasmed so hard on his fingers, she almost snapped them. Her screams of pleasure filled the room and suddenly Leta felt the world spinning. Ben held her body as she wildly bucked on his fingers and suckled her fat clit like a newborn on its mother tit. Leta felt the waves slam into her and couldn't stop. Her eyes drifted off into a fitful bout of spasms. Her mouth was open, but the only sounds that came from it were unintelligible mumbles and rants in Spanish.

Ben released her little bud after a few long minutes of her spasming and let her legs down. He wasn't done with her yet, but she didn't need to know that. His cock was as hard as the beams he placed and eager for a second helping of her sweet pussy. He stood up slowly and unzipped his fly. He undid his pants and pulled his cock through his boxers. He picked her legs up and spread them wide. He saw the bed was just the right height and grinned as he slowly teased her with the head of his cock.

Leta was drifting in and out of consciousness as she felt a new sensation on her slit. She opened her bleary eyes and suddenly felt the world go insane. Ben shoved his fat cock into her in one fast shove. Her pussy was already very slick and allowed him easy access. Leta's body sat up instinctively as she felt the intrusion and as soon as she was up she fell back and shook madly as another orgasm ripped through her. Ben felt it and chuckled as he let her ride it out with him firmly imbedded in her. Leta's eyes opened after the orgasm to see Ben lean over to her face and she felt so small suddenly.

"Now say it and we'll go on," he teased.

"Say what, papi?' she asked in a slur.

"Tell me who I am," he said firmly, stressing each single word.

"My man," she said happily as he pulled back and held it there.

"And who are you?" he asked one last time.

"Yours, papi," she said meekly and bit her lip.

The sight of her doing that made his brain snap and Ben shoved back in, hard. Leta let out a choked gasp as he did and held on for dear life as he repeated the process several more times. Each and every slap of their hips made a squeak or whimper come from Leta's lips and Ben loved every second of it. All his life he never got to cut loose with a woman and now he could. Leta was frantically wiggling her hips to meet each thrust and he sensed she wanted not to make passionate love, she wanted a good hard fucking from her man. Seeing that he obliged and began to pick up the pace.

Leta felt the pace increase and her own body came alive. She felt his thickness in her little womb and it made every nerve in her body come to life. She bucked on him as hard as she could and he slammed into her like a savage lunatic. She felt his cock ripping her open and she loved it. Her foul language began to kick in as she egged him on and that was all it took to make Ben suddenly smirk and do something she didn't expect.

Ben heard the mumbling of profanities and smiled darkly. He ripped out of her and flipped her to her stomach . She was half on and half off the bed and he hoisted her so her one leg was on the bed and the other was on the floor. He slipped back in and Leta screamed into her pillow as she felt the new angle and was floored by it. He began to rock in and out of her with a vicious tempo. Leta threw her head back and Ben caught her wild curls. He held it back and growled into her ear.

"Say it," he demanded.

"I'm yours papi!" she screamed as he slammed into her again.

"Mean it!" he ordered.

Rather than answer she turned her head and latched her lips onto his and kissed him hard. Ben growled into her lips as they devoured each others faces and his own tempo increased. He broke the lip lock and stood up fully. He gripped her hips hard and began to violently plunge in and out of her. Leta howled in pleasure and slammed back as hard as she could, to meet each thrust. They felt their passions build up. Ben kept up his hammer blows and Leta kept up the volume as they felt it coming to a close.

Leta wailed as she climaxed hard. Tears streamed down her face as she came hard. Her molten stream nearly scalded Ben's cock as he jack hammered in and out of her as she came. Leta's spasms finally pushed him over the edge and he bellowed as he fired a massive load into her waiting pussy.

"Oh fuck Leta!" he moaned as he wouldn't stop spasming in her.

Leta felt each and every spurt in her body and mewled as he unloaded in her. Her eyes clenched shut as another orgasm washed over her and took his seed deeper into her. She wasn't on birth control, but didn't care. She was happy to have what ever happened happen. Her body shook for a long time as Ben held perfectly still, trying to collect his own breath. His shaking breathing was making Leta's smile come back to her face. She looked up at him through her tears and smiled so beautifully at him. It was a warm, genuine smile that made Ben fell his strength return.

"How does it feel to have your woman under you, papi?" she asked sweetly.

"Indescribable, honey," he said softly.

Leta giggled and gave him a pained look. Ben slowly pulled out and Leta gasped as he did, from being full to empty was a maddening feeling, but she was able to put her other foot down. Ben got his balance and smiled as he walked over to the clothes hamper. He found the club logo shirt he gave her and smiled as he walked back to her body. He helped her stand up and put it on her. Leta smiled as he did and eagerly accepted his lifting her in his arms.

Ben carried her to the bed and laid her on it. He tucked her in and Leta smiled thankfully at her.

"I'll call you tomorrow, honey," he said and kissed her lips softly.

"You better," she purred in response, already drifting off to dreamland.

Ben smiled at her and turned off the light. It was still early, but Leta passed out almost as soon as he left the room. Her dreams were filled with happy ones of Ben holding her and her bed got suddenly warmer. Ben saw her cuddle up and his own mind began to drift to a happy place, and she was in it. He left the apartment quietly and locked the doors behind him. Walking to the truck he felt way better than he had in a long time and it showed in his walk. The normally tough guys in the halls gave him a wide berth as he went to the elevator and down.

He got into his truck and drove home. Ben stopped off to get some food for Rochelle and him. As he sat in the line for the drive thru he felt his mind constantly shifting to the woman in his life now and for him it was all he needed to go home with a huge smile on his face. As he pulled up he realized he had been gone a while and he smelled like a brothel. He chuckled as he got his Axe and sprayed himself down. He wasn't ashamed of Leta and him being together, he just didn't want Rochelle to smell it on him. With a deep breath he walked into the apartment.

Ben set the food on the table and looked around. He saw Rochelle's room door was open and music was coming from it. He went to the door and peeked in. Rochelle was on her stomach typing away on her computer and he had a good guess who she was talking to. Ben shook his head and made a retreat to the bathroom. He decided for a quick shower to help him keep the evidence to a minimum. As he showered he thought about Leta and what they just did. Two times in a day they had been together, and he was still aching for another go. He kept himself in check and finished his shower. Wrapping a towel around himself he walked to his bedroom to change. As he walked out Ben heard Rochelle coming from her bedroom.

"Dinner's on the table honey. I need to change," Ben said and walked to his room.

Rochelle picked up the bag and peered in. She saw her favorites and smiled as she set them out. As she sat down she heard the door open and her father walk out. She saw him wearing jeans and a tank top. She wanted to comment, but something was different about his mood. Normally he was reserved, but now he seemed to be in a great mood. Rochelle picked up her food and began to eat it quietly.

Ben saw the look in her eyes and inhaled through his nose. He walked to the table sat down and got his food. As he ate his mind realized what she was doing. She wanted to protest about something and he decided to be proactive.

"SO you don't like her I take it," Ben said flatly.

"She's OK I guess, but daddy she isn't much older than me," Rochelle said plainly.

"I know that. Believe me I pondered that for a while. But every time I talk to her I forget that and see who she is," Ben replied.

"So she's your girlfriend now?" Rochelle asked one last time to make sure he was serious.

Ben smiled and looked in his daughter's eyes.

"Yes," Ben said firmly and emphatically.

The tone in which he said it was all he needed to say to put an end to the issue of what Leta was to him. Rochelle inhaled deeply and asked another question.

"And how am I supposed to feel about this daddy?" she asked plainly.

"I don't expect Leta to take your mom's place. I don't expect you to even like her. All I'm asking is that you give her a chance and try to be civil to each other, honey," Ben said as he reached across the table and took her hand.

Rochelle was shaking, thinking of the new woman in her father's life and felt angry at him for going out with a girl so young, but at the same time she was happy he was moving on. She looked up to him and nodded her head.

"And by doing that, you might find a new friend at the least," he said softly.

Rochelle chuckled and looked to her father with a strange light in her eyes.

"She does have nice boots," Rochelle said chuckling.

"I'll agree with you on that," Ben said laughing softly.

"Can I have a pair?" Rochelle asked sweetly.

"When your eighteen," Ben laughed.

"Daddy!" Rochelle pouted and Ben laughed hard.

"When your eighteen, honey, not a day sooner," Ben laughed thinking of the trouble with young boys

Rochelle pouted and ate her food, but it was an act. She was actually happy her father was moving forwards with his life. She wasn't sure what to make of Leta, but for him she was going to give it a try and see where things went. Like her father said, if it worked out they could be friends at the least. She ate her food and thought of the possibilities of an older girlfriend to go out with sometime. The thought of Leta and her going shopping was an appealing one, so she decided to use that for her quest of new boots.

Ben hoped that Rochelle was going to be OK with what was happening. If he knew anything about her than he was aware that his other daughters knew of Leta at this point in time. To make that fact more aware his phone began to vibrate and he wasn't surprised to see Susan calling. He smiled as he answered the phone and began the effort to show that Leta was his and that was all that mattered.



Iron Heart Ch. 04



OK, Here's the next one for this and sorry for the delay. Hope you guys enjoy this as it's the last part of this tale. Meaning, it's done....finito...finale...etc,etc,etc. Hope you enjoyed the tale and what t was. Read it, love it, tell a buddy or two about it, and above all....Enjoy the Show!



The walk to his bike was a long one for Ben. The times had been a mixture of pleasant, but also very trying. While his days were filled with more fun thanks to a lovely young lady in his life, his bitchy ex was driving him to the limits of his mental endurance. Carol was not willing to lose Rochelle and the child support payments, so her lawyer decided to string Ben along in court. With his lawyer dismissing motion after motion, Ben was getting more and more annoyed with things. He loved his daughter to death and would do anything for her regardless of cost, but even she knew it was a rising toll for her sake.

Each new appeal by his wife was costing him hundreds of dollars to keep his case strong. He didn't mind the payments for Rochelle, but his anger with her mother was coming to a boiling point. Since Leta and Carol had gotten into it in his apartment the nasty calls had stopped, but Carol was going after him in other ways. While it was also costing her, it was a small price to pay to get back at Ben. 

Ben's life to that point, aside from the shit with Carol, had taken some positive strides. Aside from having a new girlfriend in his life, Ben's garage had hit pay dirt. The bike they made for the collector was as near a perfect build as they could make. The high bars and great engine made the bike ride hard, and showed a lot of character in the flow and frame. Ben and the guys delivered the bike to the collector and he almost fainted at how well the build had gone. The guys had huge smiles when they pocketed almost twelve thousand each. The normal pay out of ten was what they expected, but the buyer was so thrilled he gave them a large bonus.

Ben's other job was also going well. He was working long hours still, but every other night he had a visitor who would cheer him up to no end. Leta had a habit of timing her visits just right so that she would make it on his lunch hour., she also had a way of showing up as he was getting ready to leave and they could spend some time together before she had to go to work. Over the weeks they had evolved in their relationship as well. Rochelle had grown a bit more comfortable with her and that made Ben relax a lot. Their sex life was also something that Ben was enjoying, a lot. Leta was everything that Carol never was for him, she was freedom. 

Their relationship had it's ups and downs as a few times they had a disagreement of minor things, but they hashed it out like civilized folk. Leta knew that a guy like Ben was a once in a life time find. Ben also knew that Leta was something special in his life, and he wanted to keep her in it. The compromises they made actually was the first step in a great time. As the trial date loomed near Ben and Leta decided to try and make something special of a rare thing. Leta actually had an opportune three day weekend off. Ben also had the time off, so he decided to make it something she would never forget.

On the Wednesday the week before the long weekend Ben called a meeting of his club. The group had been chomping at the bit to do a run to the shore, but since the hurricane had damaged a lot of the place they had to find a new place to go. They had almost hashed out a plan, when a nasty fire devastated the area. The guys all knew they had sacrificed a lot to help before, so the time to step up for them was now. They all got a wild notion to just go down to the shore and have a rally of the locals to help with the new recovery efforts. The vote for the run was unanimous. The next weekend they would go out and the majority of the club would be there. Ben had a huge smile on his face as the meeting came to a close. The majority of his forty brothers would be going south with him, and he also had a few new brothers to initiate into the ranks. The party they had was a good one and after it was done the officers of the club went to work on the particulars.

Ben went home after the party and a surprise was waiting for him. As he pulled his bike into the parking lot he saw Leta's car in the guest spot. He grinned as he maneuvered his bike into the spot by his apartment and killed the engine. He got off the bike and took off his helmet and bandanna. Ben was still in his club colors and jeans as he strolled up. His black vest and white patches on it was a sight to see. While not an outlaw biker himself, Ben knew very well of them. A long time ago he did run with that crowd, and a few of them still tried to pull him back in. the reasons he didn't were simple; he was a father now and was too old for that life anymore. As he walked towards his apartment he was greeted by a curious sound coming from within. He knew that Rochelle was home and obviously Leta had come, but the music that was playing was something he would never had thought Rochelle would listen to.

The sounds of Salsa music playing from the laptop on the couch greeted him as he opened the door. In the middle of the room was a barefoot Rochelle being drilled by Leta who was taking the lead of the dance. Ben chuckled as he watched his long legged daughter trying to dance with the diminutive woman. He stood silently in the doorway for a while and just watched as they danced and Leta admonished her for missteps. Leta and Rochelle were so lost in the routine they didn't even notice Ben had entered the room. Ben leaned against the wall and was entertained by them for the rest of the song.

As the song came to an end Rochelle was laughing as she went back to the chair. Leta was still in the mood to dance and as she did a turn she saw Ben standing there arms crossed and a huge grin on his face.

"Maybe we should show her how to do it right, papi," Leta purred and danced her way up to Ben.

Rochelle's eyes turned to see her dad being pulled away from the wall, then they bulged. The shock of all shocks was how well her dad was dancing with the smaller woman. What Rochelle didn't know was that they had gone dancing a lot and Leta made it her priority to make Ben a good dancer. Ben, to his credit, was as good as he could be with his great partner. Leta was the one who really led, but Ben also made her laugh with a well timed move here and there.

The show went on for a few more minutes, then as the song ended both laughed and sat down. Leta plopped in his lap and curled under his big arms as he wrapped them about her. 

"You see honey, your dad still has it," Ben chuckled.

Rochelle's eyes rolled at her dad's comment.

"Yeah, but only cause she held your hand the whole time," Rochelle bit back and Leta laughed.

"I held yours too Meja, but he still did better," Leta retorted and Ben snorted out a laugh.

Rochelle gave a sour look to Leta, but it was not enough to stop her dad from laughing. The jovial mood was enhanced more as Leta got up and went to the kitchen. She came back with the bag of food she brought and the happy group sat down to a nice meal. The food was actually homemade by Leta earlier that day and Ben was blown away by how good the food was. 

The happy group ate and joked of things and when the food ran out Leta and Rochelle went to do the dishes. Ben wanted to help, but Leta would have none of it. To her it was a time to spend with a young woman that was fast becoming a friend. The two of them laughed and joked as they did the dishes of many things, and Ben was keen to listen to when it came to be about him. He listened as Leta called him a "Jolly Green" and Rochelle quipped about how she was a "Purse Sized Chick."

As he sat back listening Ben smiled and was actually relieved about how well things were going for the two of them. A sigh of content escaped his lips as he leaned back in the chair and watched the two of them. He hoped that it would continue, but held himself in check to the realities of life. 

Ben got to his feet and went to the living room and turned on the TV. As the news came into focus he picked up his bar bells and began to do his curls. The heavy weights went up and down in unison as he worked both of his massive biceps with hard curls. As he did his last reps he turned his arms outward and did butterfly curls and watched the news as he did. Ben finished those and raised his hands over his head and did his high curls and military press.

Leta and Rochelle came from the kitchen and saw the spectacle of Ben working out. To Rochelle it was simply her dad exercising. To Leta, it was a sight that made her lick her lips. She marveled at how his bulging arms contracted and grew as he did his reps. She watched as his broad chest flexed and couldn't help but stare at him. Rochelle happened to see her staring and took advantage of it. Without being seen she got behind Leta and her fingers poked Leta in both sides at once.

With a squeak that tore through the air Leta jumped forward to get away from the fingers, but Rochelle was all over her and the fun began. Ben looked from the news to see his daughter had Leta down and was torturing her. A smirk came to his lips as he watched his bigger daughter pin Leta to the floor and continue the assault. It went on for a few long seconds before he decided to be chivalrous.

Ben put his bells down and snuck behind his daughter. He was smiling as he decided to be the hero and without a word he snatched up Rochelle and with a loud squall he found her spots. Rochelle screamed in laughter as her dad had her off the ground in his arms and his demonic fingers found her most sensitive spots.

"Trying to be a bully huh?" Ben growled as his daughter squealed and squirmed in his arms.

"Daddy!" she begged and Ben laughed.

"Oh, you think that'll save you huh?" he chuckled as he continued.

Leta was able to get her bearing and looked up to see Ben had her good. With a fling of his arms Rochelle landed on the couch and Ben stalked forth to a begging form on the sofa. Rochelle's hands were up and her laughing and gasping voice tried to prevent any further torture.

"I give!" she squeaked as Ben got over her.

Ben nodded his head as he accepted her surrender, but Leta didn't. Rochelle screeched as all of a sudden Leta got her payback. Ben stood back and watched as Leta cursed and spoke in Spanish as she got even with Rochelle. The larger girl was squirming to get away, but Leta was in no mood to let her go so easily. After a solid minute, Rochelle got free and bolted to her room, slamming the door behind her.

"You better run you long legged chicken!" she said as she stopped by the door.

Ben shook his head as he laughed at the spectacle. The sight before him was one he couldn't help but laugh at. The sight of his daughter trying to get away from Leta, was too much for him. The way Leta swore and talked smack in Spanish also didn't help, but then again he needed the laugh. 

"And what's so funny Benjamin?" Leta mused over her shoulder at the laughing giant.

Ben wiped the tear that came from his eye and rubbed his sore belly. He looked at the diminutive woman and broke down laughing again. Leta saw that and her jaw went slack in pure shock that he just fell over laughing like he was. She could hear the laugh was full of good nature, so she let it go, but she decided to make him hurt for it.

"Benjamin, you're still laughing at me," she said in a mock anger filled voice.

Ben walked over to his sofa and plopped down as he got the laugh under control. Leta saw that and shook her head, the feeling of wanting to be funny out of her mind seeing him relaxed and smiling. She knew all too well why he was stern and tired most days. Leta got to sit by and watch as Ben would sit quiet as they tried to have a good time. A few times she saw he was almost to the breaking point, but somehow he endured. She knew that the young lady she had chased to the room was the reason of his misfortune , but she also knew he was the reason he endured.

A smile did cross her features as she walked over to him and plopped down next to him. His massive arm went over her shoulders and pulled her to his side. Leta brought her legs under her and purred in content as she felt her big man holding her like she liked. A deep inhale made his chest expand and as he blew it out Ben turned his head to look at her.

"So I know you got some time off soon. And I was wondering if you'd like to go with me and my club on a Shore Run?" Ben asked.

"A Shore Run?" Leta asked back.

"Yeah. Me and the guys and their girls and wives want to run down the shore to Seaside to do a rally with the people there. Plus there is a big barbeque event they're doing at the same time,' Ben explained.

"Oh really?' Leta asked and her interest was semi piqued.

"Yup. Plus it wont be just us, a few other clubs and some other charity folk will be going down there to help out," Ben said and leaned his head back.

"That fire sucked," Leta said softly.

Ben nodded his head in painful agreement. Since he was a kid he had gone to the shore every now and again. He remembered the sights and sounds of the place. The food and fun he had while growing up were all very fond memories. He had more treasured memories of taking his girls down there. He remembered watching them eat ice cream and zepoles as well as riding the carousel and the roller coaster.

All those happy moments came crashing down as the Super Storm hit the area and devastated it. He admired the folks courage and tenacity to rebuild like they did. He and his firm had sent men down to help rebuild as did his club and others. He was happy to have those moments, then the fire hit out of nowhere and devastated all that hard work. He sighed as he thought of all his girls riding the carousel, and now it was gone.

"That's why we are going down there honey. The nut shot they got from that damn fire is just fucked up, but people can bounce back. At least Midway is still up, we can get a cheese steak or two," Ben chortled.

Leta shook her head and looked at him. He had a spark in his eyes as he said that and she admired it. While she really wanted to just relax and unwind on her three day weekend, the thought of going south with Ben was a good one. Some time alone with him would be great, and the thought of great food also made her waver from her prior notion.

"So what do I have to pack?" Leta asked.

Ben looked to her and smiled a big grin. The next week found the two of them making arrangements to go. Ben and his club finalized the hotels they would be staying at and made a logistic arrangement for fuel and transporting all their bags. They would have the pledges drive the trucks with the suitcases down as the club members rode their iron horses.

Slowly the day came and the club got their bikes staged at their starting point. Ben drove his truck with one of his pledges to Leta's place. Along the way Ben and the pledge had a small talk about how the pledge was doing, but Ben didn't divulge too much. Best they didn't know if they made it to the club as to not let them get too comfortable. 

The short talk was over as Ben pulled into her building and killed the engine. The two of them went up to Leta's and as Ben was about to knock the door opened. Leta was wearing a hoodie and a pair of jeans. She had on flat black knee boots and looked cute. Ben smiled at her as did the pledge. Ben saw the smile and rapped the smaller man on the back of the head.

"Your eyes broken or something?" he chastised and the pledge looked away.

Ben turned back to Leta and his grin was one that made her giggle. It was a cross between a serious man, and a big kid all at once. She rushed up to him and hugged him tight as she had been very eager to go with him down south. As she hugged him Ben stroked her hair and squeezed her to him. 

After a few moments they broke off the hug and Leta craned up to him.

"So what's he here for?" she asked.

"To carry your bags down stairs," Ben said as much to him as to her.

With that the pledge looked over and Leta pointed to the two bags next to the door. Without a word the pledge snatched up the bags and went downstairs. Leta actually was shocked to see the man so humbled doing a menial task like that. She looked to Ben and her face showed her confusion.

"He's a pledge to the club. He has to earn his stripes with us, and that means doing as asked. He should be lucky we aren't a one percent crew, then he'd really be S.O.L.," Ben explained.

"How so?" Leta asked as she wasn't up to date on biker customs.

"See in one percent clubs you do everything without question. They don't ask, they order. If they say "Hey Pledge, go wash my car" you do. If they say "Hey Pledge, hold this bag for me" they do. Legal or illegal, they do or they don't make it in," Ben said and went into her apartment to do a once over.

Leta followed him in and together they gathered her last things and left the apartment. In the elevator they held hands the whole way down. Leta was so giddy she seemed to be bouncing, Ben noticed, and it was cute. As they walked out of the apartment building they saw the pledge waiting by the truck. Ben signaled and the young man opened the door for Leta and jumped into the back. As soon as the seat was right he helped her in and Ben closed the door. He walked to the other side and got in. as soon as he started the engine Leta changed the station to her favorite and Ben shook his head as Bruno Mars started playing.

The drive to the start point was an agonizingly slow one for Leta as she was so eager and ready for this. She didn't know what to expect, only that Ben told her he was going to ride them down on his bike. She had dressed warm as Ben had suggested, but now as they neared the destination she felt a chill go down her. The waiting was getting to her, then Ben pulled into a lot and an impressive sight greeted Leta. 

In the large parking lot nearly thirty motorcycles sat with a large group of men all wearing the same vest and similar patches to Ben. As Ben pulled into the lot he set his truck in a spot and killed the engine. Once it was dead he looked to Leta and grinned.

"Ready?" he asked.

Leta eagerly bobbed her head and Ben opened his door. Leta got out as did the pledge and Ben looked to his guys. They all saw him and shouted at him to hurry it up. Ben laughed as he walked to the edge of the gathering and all the guys got around him. He gave them a pep talk and when done he had them all lean in and raise a hand.

"Made of iron!" he yelled.

"Iron Bred!" the men yelled and broke the grouping.

Ben watched the men all gather their helmets and put them on. He saw the women join them and looked to Leta. A pledge handed her a helmet and Ben pulled out his bandanna. He tied it over his head as he walked to his pride and joy. The big bike was the same one he had taken Leta on their first date with. As he got to it Leta walked up to him and she looked cute with the helmet on and her wild hair coming out from under it. He smirked as he put on his own, then slid on his shades.

Leta waited as Ben got on his beast and rocked it to a sitting position. Leta took that as her cue and got on like she did the time before. Ben felt her hands go around his waist and smiled. He raised his giant hand and waived it in a circle. Using that cue the rest of the club kicked their bikes and the engines fired to life. Ben smiled as he listened to the thunder and added to it by reaching down and turning his ignition switch and his own bike fired to life. Thirty four bikes roared and made the lot come to life. The riders settled their balance and the accompanying women got behind their men. Ben looked over his shoulder to Leta and she nodded she was ready. He looked up past her and raised his hand and when he set it forward he kicked gears and began to roll out of the lot. The club filed out after him and the pledges followed in a few trucks that held the luggage. Ben rolled out on the street and rallied his folk behind him. When he was certain they were ready he rolled them to the parkway entrance.




Iron Heart Ch. 04



Ben set a decent pace as they approached the parkway and as they rode the ramp up Ben got them in two lines. The riders had a lot of practice in riding like that and soon they had a long convoy of hard iron and hard men rolling south. The drivers of the parkway saw the spectacle and a few honked at them, but most stayed away. Ben's guys enjoyed the pace and soon as they cleared the main city exits of Newark, they began to pick up the pace.

For Leta, the ride was a new experience. She felt the wind blow past her and was amazed a the sight of how the cities blew by them. She had only ridden with Ben once before, and it was a really fun time. Now it was near exhilarating as the open country flew by her wide eyes. She held on tight as couldn't help but grind close to Ben as she savored the power of the bike under her.

The trip down took about an hour and change. As they came to the town of Tom's River the crew rallied up and in unison they rolled down the main highway together. As the crew got to the bridge leading to the Seaside area they got sight of the towns of Seaside heights and Seaside Park. The crew went to the heights and rolled into a large lot behind the hotel they were going to stay at. Ben maneuvered his bike into a good spot and walked it in. As he killed the engine Leta was able to take off the helmet and was glad she had her hoodie as her hair was a mess.

Ben took his helmet off and looked around as his guys parked the bikes and the pledges parked the trucks. He took in a deep breath and let it out as he took off his shades. The bright sun shined in his eyes making him squint, but it only lasted a few seconds. He stood up off the bike and leaned it on the kickstand. He felt Leta bounce off and as she did he heard her swearing and almost lost it when he saw her hair sticking out all over. Her thick, natural hair was a mess of curls like normal, but now it was going in three directions. She pulled up her hood and grumbled under her breath as Ben put his arm over her shoulders.

"Nice do," he quipped and Leta smacked his chest.

Leta squinted as her hand hit the wall of iron that was his chest, but she didn't let it show. She stalked over to the suitcases and quickly found hers and Ben's. Ben walked up and gathered his things and with a strong hand he led Leta along to the hotel. As they got to it the majority of the club followed and Ben suddenly turned about and saw they stopped.

"Well guys and gals here we are. Let's chill for a bit then we'll get to it," Ben said and the crowd hooted and broke ranks.

The poor clerk at the hotel desk was swamped by the large gathering. He fished out keys and pointed directions for nearly thirty minutes as he signed them all in and got rooms. Ben and Leta got a good room as per his standing in the club. Leta and him were on the top floor of the three story hotel and that afforded them a great view of the shore itself. They put their things away and Ben stopped as he looked out the window. He took in the sights, but then his head panned to the wrecked area that the fire had destroyed.

Leta had just put her things away and got her hair settled when she looked back and saw Ben with his arms crossed and a stern look on his face. She quietly walked to him and put her arm around his waist and leaned into his side.

"That's terrible," she said.

Ben nodded his head and inhaled through his nose.

"A lot of memories were there," Ben said softly.

"For you?" she asked.

"For me, my kids, hell even my ex wife,' Ben said truthfully.

Leta never really had a childhood of being able to come to the shore so to her it was not a thing. She had lived during the super storm and had her share of hardships by being without power for a long time. The thing she took from it was all the overtime she worked at the hospital during and after. But as she saw the devastated area and it's charred remains she couldn't help but feel bad for the people who lived there and worked in the businesses.

"How did it start?" she asked.

Ben shook his head.

"They are still investigating it. Though they haven't ruled out arson," Ben said softly.

Leta nodded her head and decided to give him his moment to deal with the loss. It took a few minutes, then Ben put his big arm over her shoulder.

"Shall we?" he asked.

"Shall we what?" Leta asked back.

"I don't know about you, but I could use a cheese steak," Ben chuckled.

"I thought there was barbeque?" Leta giggled.

"That's tomorrow," Ben said laughing.

"Papi, I want barbeque!" Leta whined and Ben laughed at that.

"They are setting up tonight and cooking, then tomorrow they are gonna serve it," Ben said seriously, or trying to be serious as Leta was giving him puppy dog eyes.

"Fine, but I don't know if I'll like it," Leta said mournfully.

Ben shook his head and put his arm over her shoulders. The two of them waked down the stairs and down to the boardwalk. Hand in hand they made a strange pairing from the size perspective. The fact of their color being different, didn't really make anyone stare. The age gap was there, but it seemed with all the motorcycle clubs out for the shore rallies, it wasn't odd. Ben and Leta both saw old bearded men with young blonde bimbos. For Ben it was a harkening time back to when he was younger and saw that in the club he belonged to. To Leta, it was a bit creepy.

She saw the oldest man she had ever seen in her life with a girl that barely topped eighteen she guessed. He was a large man of she guessed about sixty and his beard was halfway down his chest. It was solid gray and his head was covered with a bandanna. She saw the old vest he wore with many patches and other things. His gut hung over his large buckled belt and she was just shocked that the girl was wearing a bikini top and the shortest pair of hoochie shorts she had ever seen.

Seeing the tramp and the old man she got closer to Ben to ward off the skeeves. Thankfully Ben was not that man and they quickly made their way to the Midway stand. The sight of the food cooking and the smells that came off the grills made her mouth water. The line was kind of long, so they waited for a long time. Ben noted that a few of the folk ahead of them in line were club members. He thought of pulling rank, but thought against it as he looked around and saw many others were off duty firemen and locals.

After a fifteen minute wait in line they got to the front and ordered. Ben wasn't kidding and got himself two cheese steaks, fries, and a drink. Leta got hers and a drink, and she also ordered a side of fried clams. The food was quickly in their hands and when they sat down at a booth a ways from the stand, Leta was a quick fan of the food. The two of them enjoyed their meal and the cool breeze that blew that day. After eating they went to a nearby bar and had a few drinks as they played pool.

Ben was a shark at pool, much to Leta's shock as she was good at the game, and he racked up several quick wins. During one match he shocked Leta by splitting the balls and sinking three at once. The superior look on his face as he sank the eight ball made her scowl at him. He ran the table and she didn't even get a shot.

"That's not fair Papi!" she scolded him.

"Hey, don't hate the player..." Ben said, leaving off the end.

Leta mouthed the words mockingly back to him. Ben laughed as he sipped his beer. Walking behind Leta he gave her a playful swat on her butt making her jump. Leta slapped him in reprisal and the fun began. Leta went after him with a fury brought on by him being unfair at the game she was not enjoying. Ben went with it and used his big size to keep her at bay as she slapped at him and cursed away at him in Spanish.

"Aw come on honey, it's just a game!" he laughed as she tried to pinch him.

The pinch sank into his skin, but due to the thick layer of muscle, Ben didn't feel it. Leta growled in frustration and had an idea.

"Tell you what papi: one more match. Winner gets to choose what we do after this," Leta purred somewhat evilly.

Ben smirked and nodded his head. Leta smirked and set the table up. Ben picked up his stick and chalked it up. He blew off the rest of the dust and went to the table. As he leaned over to shoot, Leta struck. With a speed Ben didn't know she was capable of, Leta's stick shot out and nearly went up his ass. Ben jumped and Leta laughed as she bolted from the bar with Ben in hot pursuit. 

The chase was short lived as with his longer legs Ben easily caught up to her. The giggling Leta was pinned in his arms and before she could beg, Ben's fingers teased her sides.

"No!" she squealed and couldn't help the laughs as Ben didn't tickle, but teased her enough.

"So you wanna goose people huh?" Ben said in a mock anger filled voice.

"You earned it!" Leta squealed as his fingers brushed her sides.

"Oh I did huh?" Ben teased back and his demonic fingers found the spots.

Leta cried out in laughter as Ben got her good. She squawked and squealed as he did his devil work for only a few seconds, but to her it was an eternity of torture. Ben stopped as suddenly as he began and spun Leta so she was flush against him. He leaned over her shoulder and as he did his lips pressed to her cheek making her giggle.

"Learned a lesson have we?' he asked.

"No," Leta shot back and squeaked again as his arms began to wind about her.

"Papi no!" she begged.

Ben chuckled as he tricked her and claimed her lips. Leta moaned happily into his lips as Ben snaked his tongue along hers. Leta sighed happily as the kiss ended. A smile spread across her face as she looked back to her man and felt something along her butt. 

"Wanna go back to the room?" he asked.

"What do you think?' she purred in response.

Ben chuckled and spun her about. The two of them walked quickly back to the room, but as they got there Ben saw his guys were all about and the ruckus made him shake his head. Nearly all of his guys had jumped into the pool with their colors on and the sight of thirty odd bikers flopping in the water clothes on made both him and Leta groan.

The couple watched the spectacle for a while, but decided to make a hasty retreat lest they get sucked into the crazed grouping. Using the back hall they got away from the pool and up the stairs before anyone could notice them. The door closed to their room and Leta lost it. She laughed so hard at the spectacle down there that it made Ben chuckle with her.

"They're nuts," Ben said as he looked down at the club being silly.

"And those are your friends?" Leta got out as she finally got it under control.

"Yeah," Ben said and shook his head thinking of his response.

Leta put her head on his shoulder and smiled at him. Ben inhaled and let it go as he turned to Leta and hoisted her in his arms. Leta giggled as she was suddenly weightless and being carried across the room. As they got to the bed Ben set her down and she looked up at him.

"Something on your mind, papi?" she asked in a cute tone.

Ben smirked as he knelt down and lifted her foot. He undid the zip on her boot and let it fall down her leg. Seeing her boot on the floor Ben set that foot down and repeated the process. Leta enjoyed the pampering as he took her cute socks off and as her bare feet came into view Ben looked up and raised his eyebrow making Leta jump and roll across the bed fearing he would go after her feet. Ben laughed as she rushed to the bathroom and slammed the door.

"At least the door locks here,' Ben said thinking of the last time Leta ran to the bathroom to try and hide from him.

Ben got to his feet and put her boots next to her bag. As he turned about he saw Leta peeking from the bathroom and grinned. 

"Done hiding?" he asked and she stuck her tongue out at him.

"I guess so," Ben laughed and Leta came from the bathroom. 

"Go get us something to drink,' Leta said as she suddenly started to shove him to the door.

As much as she pushed, Ben decided to stand firm. Leta shoved forward, but was stuck as he wasn't moving.

"Papi!" she whined and Ben relented.

Ben shook his head and left to go to the corner store. Leta waited a few seconds for him to go, then she went to her bag. Since Ben had offered to take her to the shore with him they hadn't spent any time together. Their love life had also been sporadic as of late. She knew it wasn't from a lack of them not wishing to, but other factors. Now, they were alone and the only thing that would interrupt them was maybe his friends wanting to hang out. As she opened her bag Leta looked down and saw the pool had cleared out and his guys went off to the boardwalk. A huge smile washed over her face as she snatched up her bag and rushed to the bathroom.

What Ben didn't know was that Leta had decided to give him a big surprise. She had gone to Victoria's and gathered some things to make their time more fun. As she stripped down, a giddy feeling washed over her. She had remembered how he liked to look at her legs, so she got something for that. Leta was so eager to dress that she didn't hear the door open. 

Ben had waded through his soaking wet guys as they decided to go off and raise a little hell. He was offered a few drinks, but he refused. Instead he re-climbed the steps and saw the door coming into view. He opened the door and Leta was not in the room. He shook his head as he saw the bathroom door closed. Slowly he walked into the room and opened the fridge. He set the drinks in and as he stood up from doing it his eyes bulged as Leta was standing in the doorway to the bathroom.

All she was wearing was a sexy black and pink bra and panty set. Along with that his eyes widened as he saw her wearing black bow topped stockings. Ben's jaw slacked as the sexy vision before him slowly walked up with her hands behind her.

"Tu gusta?" she purred.

Ben knew those words very well and his head bobbed a bit. Leta smiled as without a word Ben walked right up to her and snatched her up in his arms. Words failed the both of them as their lips met and suddenly Leta was on her back with Ben firmly between her open legs. The hunger that was in their passions left no doubt what both wanted.

Ben's hands trailed up and down Leta's smooth sides for a long time. Leta's moans and whimpers gave him the incentive to continue on, but deep down he already knew where she wanted him to touch her. Using his great strength he pulled them both up to their knees and as he got to his knees Leta's hungry hands stripped off his vest and under shirt.

Once the articles were on the floor Ben felt her soft tongue run along his massive pecs and slip along his nipple making him groan. The soft licks and nips made Ben's already waking up cock firm even more. Leta knew that she had his undivided attention as she could see his pants thicken up. Her soft hands slid down his stomach and found his belt. Undoing the buckle Leta felt Ben's hands slip around her and squeeze her full cheeks making her giggle.

"I love this ass," Ben whispered as he kneaded the fleshy globes.

Leta's giggle was sweet and sincere as she felt his massive hands engulf her ass and squeeze it hard. As he squeezed Ben's fingers on his right hands slipped under the panties and found the soft flesh beneath. The rough hands on the soft flesh made Leta moan as she increased her frantic efforts to get his belt open. With a last desperate effort she got the belt open and the top button undone on his pants. The zipper on his fly went down and Leta's hands found enough of an opening to go inside and find her prize.

Ben's head fell back as she squeezed his fully engorged member. 

"Mmmm, my papi likes this?' Leta teased as she rubbed him hard.

Ben's groan was all Leta needed to hear. She increased her tempo on his raging hard on and after a few seconds of the heavenly torture, Ben's eyes snapped open. Without a word he snatched Leta up by her hips and with blinding speed she was on her back. Leta squeaked as she hit the bed, but the squeak was short lived. Ben's large fingers shoved aside her panties and before Leta could react his hot mouth latched onto her now sensitive hole.

Leta moaned loudly as his tongue found her spots and teased them without mercy. His teeth nipped the folds of her flower and before Leta' could think his mighty hands found her stocking clad legs and spread them wide allowing him access to her core. Leta gasped in ecstasy as her lover plunged into her depths with his wide tongue. Her head lolled from side to side as he began to do what she loved so much about him.

Of all the people Leta had been with in her life she had never met a single person who sought to make her feel as good as Ben always did. From the very first time, to this very moment, she had never felt as good as she did with anyone but him. Her mind didn't have time to ponder what was going to happen next when she felt the meltdown hit her all at once. Her head came up and her mouth locked in a silent scream as she exploded in a torrent of nectar. Her stomach muscles locked up tight, but Ben wouldn't let go of her legs.

Ben felt the scalding nectar come from her hole and he grinned as he flicked his tongue across it. His glistening face peered up after she seemed to get it under control. As she did he couldn't help what he did next.

"Like that sweetie?" he asked in a soothing voice that made her giggle.

Ben had a superior smile on his face as he slowly got to his hands and knees, then he crawled over her. His hard on bobbed menacingly as he slunk up her body, then he sighed as he felt her soft legs wrap around his hips.

"Fuck me, papi," was all she said.

"As you wish," Ben smiled and lined up with her hole.

Leta's eyes bulged as he speared her in one hard thrust. A choked gasp escaped her lips as she felt her man deep inside her. The feelings that washed over her made her head spin and her eyes close as she felt him slowly pull back. Ben didn't wait for anything else when he began to pump slowly in and out of his woman. With his every thrust Ben felt her grip him hard. With every pull out he felt her whimper followed by a gasp as he slipped back in. His every motion was all geared to making her remember he was her man. 

"Tell me what I want to hear sweetie," he growled into her ear suddenly.

Leta nearly whined as he stopped moving. He was all the way in her, but hadn't moved an inch. Leta's eyes snapped ope and she saw his looming face before hers. The look in his eyes was not one of a dominant man, but of a man seeking a truthful words from her.

"Tell me," he whispered again.

"I'm yours Papi," she whispered and their lips met.

Ben rolled over so she was on top of him and as she settled on him Leta groaned loudly. She continued to taste his lips, but also began to roll her hips. Ben felt what she was doing and he sighed into her lips. The way they kissed each other sent a new feeling through both of them. Neither could explain it, but neither wanted to at the moment.

Leta broke the kiss and sat upright suddenly as she felt a tremor wash over her. Her little hands found themselves intertwined with Ben's. A soft moan escaped her lips and Ben's eyes fluttered. Leta's hips began to writhe suddenly and both found themselves holding on for dear life as Leta violently began to buck her hips.

The words that began to flow from her lips were a naughty barrage of Spanish that Ben could barely understand. Every other time her mouth opened it was to either talk dirty to him or to whimper a loud "Ai" as she felt him hit her spots. Soon the words began to come less and less as her whimpers and moans began to become all she could get out. The sight of the beautiful woman riding him was something Ben never got tired of. With all his heart he began to feel something in him that he hadn't felt in a long time. A feeling of need that replaced simple lust. It was those feelings that suddenly overwhelmed him as his hands went around and cupped her ass along with her hands.




Iron Heart Ch. 04



Leta mewled loudly as she felt that. Her simple thrusts began to become wild gyrations that sent them both into a spiral. Ben's dick was so fully encased in her hot hole that he couldn't help what would happen as he felt his seed begin to pump out. Leta's eyes locked closed as she felt the hot liquid spurt deep in her. The both of them cried out in their respective orgasms. When they both had finally been spent Leta collapsed on him and was out cold. Ben was barely able to wheeze, but somehow did. His own eyes drifted off as he felt the beauty above him smoothly breathing.

When their eyes opened Ben saw Leta smiling up at him. Her cute face was something he enjoyed seeing when he opened his eyes. She had shifted to his side and his arm was fully around her. The brown eyes were transfixed on him as she leaned close.

"That was amazing papi," she purred.

"Umm...no that was fucking awesome," Ben corrected her making her giggle.

"I missed you papi," she purred into his neck and kissed his cheek.

"Likewise baby," he replied as he clutched her close to him.

Leta cooed as she felt him pull her closer. A simple shift allowed her to look up to his face and as she did she saw something in his eyes as he looked down at her. It was something she hadn't ever expected to see in a man's eyes, but there it was. A scared part of her wanted to run, but the rational part of Leta knew that look in his eyes.

"You love me Papi?" she asked simply.

"Yes," Ben replied honestly and Leta's eyes trembled at the honesty.

Ben knew that deep down, likely a while ago, he had fallen for the young woman. From the way she said his name, to the way she laughed, to the general fun they had, Ben couldn't help fall a bit more for her each time. Leta knew that deep down, she felt the same for him. Instead of speaking she leaned up and they softly kissed each others lips. For many long minutes their lips and tongues danced. Their passions led them not into more sex, but just to cuddle and fall asleep deep in each others arms.

When they woke the next morning Leta and Ben stayed in bed. They didn't feel like doing much really and just enjoyed the company of the other. For Ben the sight of her in her sexy lingerie was an incentive to stay in bed, but in truth he just missed feeling her near him. And Leta really just wanted her big teddy bear back. As they lay in bed Ben looked at the ceiling and his mind was askew with possibilities. One of which kept repeating itself in his brain. 

"Leta," he asked and his voice was suddenly serious.

"Hmm?" she responded back looking down at him as she was currently on his chest.

"Do you wanna do something crazy?" he asked and Leta's brow furrowed at that.

"Like?" she asked back in a teasing tone.

"Move in with me?" Ben asked and Leta tilted her head at him.

"Really? What about Rochelle?" she asked back.

"Rochelle is going to be done with school soon, then it's off to college after she goes on her after high school trip with her friends," Ben explained.

He went on to explain that she was going to Canada with her friends and that he was going to have an empty house after that. The whole time he explained things to her Leta was lost in her own mind. While the offer to move in was pleasant, she was eager to do so. But she had her own reasons why.

Ben was still speaking when she decided to spill.

"I'm pregnant, Benjamin," she said out of the blue.

Ben was still talking about Rochelle's future when those words came out. Ben's words stopped abruptly and his head craned up to face her fully. His mouth was open in shock, and his eyes blinked a few times as he registered what she had just said. When the words sank in he blinked a few times, then his words came out in a shocked tone.

"What?" he asked back stunned.

"Two months," she said softly to him.

Ben sat straight up in the bed and Leta was almost tossed off. He caught her before she fell and his wild eyes were locked on hers as she laughed and looked up to him with a cute expression.

"You are?' he asked and his head tilted to her and she nodded her head as tears began to fill her eyes.

"I missed my period last month and decided to wait it out. I went to my girlfriend in gyno and she had me do a test and it came back positive,' Leta said with tears brimming her eyes.

Ben's body began to shake as he heard the news. While it was truly unexpected, to him it was not as bad as most would imagine. Instead of doing something Leta would expect a normal guy to do, Ben shocked the hell out of her.

"Then you're moving in with me period," Ben proclaimed and Leta looked up at him with an open mouth.

The fierceness in how he said that and the serious look in his eyes when those words spilled, she felt her heart fill up as the tears slipped down her face. Leta let out a choked laugh as he smiled warmly at her and snatched her up in his arms. She laughed loudly as he held her and whispered in her ear.

"I love you sweetie,' he said softly.

"I love you too papi,"she replied and their lips mashed together.

Time was a meaningless thing for the two as they showed their love. The cries of ecstasy that filled the room from both of them left little doubt to what was going on to the occasional passerby. Leta and Ben didn't stop for hours as they shared something both had wanted, but neither had hoped would emerge. But in the end as they collapsed in each others arms from the love they had made Ben's mind was spinning. He was going to be a father again!

His gaze went back to her and this time he was too hungry to be held in check. He slipped out of her embrace and got dressed. He slipped out of the bed and went down to the boardwalk. While there he loaded up on food and when he returned he saw Leta was awake and wearing only a long shirt and the stockings. He held up the bag of food and Leta's eyes melted as she was starving.

"Omigod! I needed that!" she exclaimed after they ate their fill.

Ben chuckled as he finished off the burger he had and sipped his drink. Once that was done he looked dead at her and his eyes were full of a million questions. Chief among them was one that he knew she needed to head in order for her family to be OK with things.

"I take it you need to be married or your folks will flip?" he asked in a serious tone.

Leta laughed at that. She had told them of Ben, and it didn't really go over so well. Her mother had nothing nice to say about that, then when she told her the other news her mom nearly fainted.

"My mama was crossing herself for hours after I told her about you,' she said laughing.

"Wow I'm that repulsive,' Ben joked and Leta couldn't help it.

She laughed so hard she fell on her back on the bed. Ben loosened the neck of his shirt as he quoted a famous comedian.

"I get no respect at all I tell ya, no respect at all,' he said and Leta got the giggles under control.

When she looked up at him Leta explained. Her mother was shocked that she was dating someone his age. That was something that she couldn't fathom. To Ben it made him roll his eyes. He looked at her and joked something that got him smacked.

"I told you I was too old for you,' he joked.

The smack hit him on the arm as Leta gave him stink face. 

"No, I robbed the old folks home,' Leta said in a quip tone.

Ben laughed at that and couldn't disagree.

"That you did,' he said in a mock lament.

"You're not old papi!" Leta said, then thought about it, "Wait, maybe you are...." she said and tapped her chin acting lost in thought.

"I would get revenge, but your belly prevents that," Ben replied and Leta smugly stuck out her tongue at him.

Ben shook his head at that. He leaned in and before Leta could say another word he gave her a kiss on the cheek. Leta smiled at that and leaned her face against his. They stayed like that for a few minutes, then something hit Ben in his stomach. A feeling washed over him that made him suddenly realize he was not where he needed to be.

"Wanna get back up north and start?" he asked.

"If you want to," she replied.

Ben nodded his head and left the room to make preparations. He had a few pledges that needed a good working out, so he knew they would be more than willing to move her in if he asked them. When Ben got back to the room he helped her to the bathroom where they both showered. The shower was a fun time as they played a bit, but in truth both were really worn out from what they had just done. After they got out of the shower they began to dry each other off. Ben decided to get revenge for the comment and with a flip of his wrist he snapped his towel and inch from Leta's butt as she was drying off. Leta squeaked and ran from Ben back into the bathroom.

While inside the bathroom Leta found her clothes and started to change. Ben laughed a bit outside as he got dressed again. When she came out Leta threw her lingerie into the bag. They finished packing and left the room hand in hand. Ben saw his gang down by the pool as they walked down the stairs and he decided to tell them he was leaving. He told Leta to head to his bike while he talked to the group. Leta did as she was asked and after a few minutes Ben and a few of his pledges came around the corner. When they got to the row of bikes Ben pointed to Leta and issued a command.

"When you get back up north I have a job for you pledges. This young lady needs her stuff packed up and moved. Any questions?" he asked and the pledges all shook their heads no.

Ben smirked as he dismissed them. Once the men went back he walked to the bike and Leta had a huge grin on her face as she got on the bike. Ben straddled the beast and made himself ready to ride. His helmet came on as Leta settled on the back. A kick to the ignition set the bike to life. The thunder of the bike made them both smile. Ben set it in drive and the two of them pulled out of the lot. The simple cut to the exit of the town filled both of them with hope as they made it to the bridge out of town. Ben and Leta held on as they rode back north in silence. Neither of them had a clue how things would go, but neither cared. They had each other and that was all they needed.



Iron Heart



Malik laughed at the finger and decided to get brave. Walking behind her he grabbed her ass and she jumped.

"Well bitch, looks like I can still make that ass jiggle!" he said laughing.

His friends laughed as well and one of them grabbed his phone and started to record in case she swung at him again. Leta turned about and was about to get into Malik's face when her eyes saw the giant coming towards them. As they taunted her one of them saw the bulk of a massive man walk up to them. While all were bona fide thugs, the sight of the scowling man made them back up.

"Dude, grow the fuck up and leave her be," Ben said giving Malik a deadly stare.

Malik turned and was about to say something when his head saw chest and his neck craned up to see the scowling face of Ben Harris. Ben set his bag down and crossed his massive arms. Malik was about to go somewhere when he realized they were in the maintenance exit and he couldn't get away. Ben stalked up towards him and shoved past him rudely. The impact of his shoulder nearly spun Malik's slimmer frame to the floor. He looked to Leta and nodded his head.

"You OK?" he asked and she nodded her head. "Go ahead and go, I'll make sure they don't bother you."

With that Ben turned around and walked towards the men. The gave him another look where they tried to look fierce but it seems one of them had a working brain cell and ushered them all to just turn and leave. It didn't help that they saw Leta standing behind the mountain of a man clutching her stomach as she laughed out loud at their peril. She had always heard them say they were tough and bad, but the sight of one big man made them run. She got her laughing under control and padded over to the big man. She touched his arm and he looked at her.

"Thanks. I coulda handled them, but thank you," she said smiling gratefully.

"Don't mention it. Have a good one," Ben said smiling politely and went to get his bag.

Leta watched the big man go and she shook her head. A gentle giant she said in her mind and giggled a bit. He was sort of cute, but way too big for her liking. Seeing her way to the store she suddenly noticed he was looking confused.

"You OK, big guy?" she asked.

"Me...yeah I'm just trying to find something for my daughter," he explained.

"Well you helped me maybe I can return the favor," she offered.

"That'd be nice," he said back smiling politely.

"Well, how old is she?" Leta asked.

"Twenty four," Ben responded.

Leta laughed aloud and he got a curious look on his face.

"What's so funny?" he asked.

"How old are you?" she asked incredulously.

"Forty three. Why is that funny?" he asked back confused.

"She's older than I am!" Leta laughed.

"OK then. You can definitely help me then," he laughed and Leta smiled at him with an amused grin.

"Well what does she want?" Leta asked.

"She usually likes practical and useful things more than something flashy or anything like that," Ben explained.

"Well I know that all women need lingerie, so why not get her a gift card from Victoria's?" Leta offered.

"OK...simple, useful, sounds good to me," he said.

Leta led the way and they walked to the store on the other side of the mall. As they walked they traded small talk and both were amused by the other. Seeing a simple chance at a good conversation Leta took it. They spoke of many things along the way. When she heard he was an iron worker she had no idea what that was. He explained he built buildings as well as fabricated motorcycles with his friends. As he went on he also told her that aside from building bikes he loved to ride them and did as part of a local motorcycle club. Leta was impressed by that and decided to help him some more.

As they walked into Victoria's Ben was a bit more nervous than he anticipated. He was a gentleman and ogling ladies as they shopped for intimates was something that was left to the younger guys.

Leta settled into shopping mode and found all she wanted and even a few new things she'd keep in case of a special occasion. She saw Ben go to the counter and make his purchase. She watched him get the gift card and laughed. He was so bashful looking as he kept his eyes focused on the counter that it was kinda cute. Leta watched a bit longer and got an idea in her mind. She walked up to him after he made his purchase and decided to play with him a bit. Selecting a very sexy lacy bra that was white with black designed she held it up to him and in a cute voice she asked him a simple question.

"What do you think?" she asked innocently.

Ben saw the item and it looked nice. He nodded his head and then his mind imagined her wearing it and he looked away.

"Um...it looks good," he said sheepishly.

Leta smiled and she walked to the counter and set it down. She looked over her shoulder at him and saw he was watching her curiously. Loud enough to be heard she made him blush.

"Well if you like it, I'll take it!"

Ben about lost it as the women in the room turned to look at him incredulously. Ben was about to blush when he realized she was busting his chops. He chuckled and shook his head at that. Leta laughed a bit and the girl behind the counter giggled seeing the big man so uncomfortable like that. Ben shook his head laughing and walked out. He sighed as he laughed a bit more at what she did. As he was going to leave he felt her hand on his forearm again. Looking down at her she had an impish smile on her face.

"So what else do you need help with?" she asked .

"That would be it," he said laughing.

"Aww, come on papi. You don't need any more of my help?" she asked pouting at him.

"I think you helped enough, you little minx," he said and poked her side making her giggle.

"Maybe I did. But how bout this; let me get you a coffee to make up for it," she said smiling at him.

"That works for me," Ben said and they walked to the Starbucks.

Ben was about to pay for the coffee when Leta stopped him. The look she gave him was one he almost laughed at. She had her hands on her hips and cocked it to one side. The look on her face was a "What do you think you're doing?"-one that was actually very cute. He stepped back and she turned to pay. The cashier noted the exchange and he snickered as he made the drinks. Leta took the cups after it was done and she handed Ben his. Seeing his bemused expression she craned her neck to look up at him.

"And what's so funny?" she asked and her accent came through.

"Nothing," Ben said smiling a bit at how cute she was being.

For some reason the near bossy tone she used while she asked him that, made him crack a wide grin.

"I don't care how big you are, I'll still kick your ass!" Leta admonished and Ben about spit out his coffee.

Leta scoffed a bit as they went to a nearby seat by the fountain. Ben got his chuckling under control and sat with her. The pairing of the two was so mismatched it drew stares. Ben with his golden tan and massive bulk and Leta with her tiny body and dark skin. They sat sipping their coffee and Leta decided to be more civil. They talked about his daughters and how they were doing. She smiled as she saw a picture of the four girls and felt smaller still. All of them took after their dad and were above five nine. The youngest stood six foot and Leta was slightly annoyed by how all of them had nice figures to go with their length without making them look like shaky twigs. She could see his pride in the girls and as he talked about them she noted a sadness under his voice. Leta had been forced to grow up early and learned to discern when something was wrong. It was how she caught Malik fooling around. Looking at Ben she couldn't help herself from prying.

"So what happened?" she asked softly.

"What happened? Life happened," Ben said with a sigh.

"I mean why don't they still live with you?" she asked.

"Because of their mother," Ben said harshly.

"Oh....sorry if I upset you Ben," Leta apologized.

"No, it's not your fault. Let's just say I did everything I could for that bitch and how did she repay me? By fucking some asshole in our bed," Ben spat and wished he hadn't. People looked at him nervously seeing the anger in his eyes.

Leta surprised him as she took his hand and squeezed it to try and calm him down. What she did next blew his mind as she looked at one woman who was gawking at them stood up and she snapped at the lady.

"What? Can't a guy say how he feels?" she snapped and the nosy woman looked away quickly.

Ben chuckled softly and shocked himself when he put his massive hand on Leta's shoulder. Leta felt the huge hand touch her and it was like a jolt of something. She was amazed at how massive it was and when it rested on her back she felt like it was covering half of it. The real thing that got her was how gentle his hand felt on her back. She looked at him and saw his eyes were appreciative of the gesture. She responded by patting his knee. Seeing her tiny hand on his leg made her laugh a bit.

"Good god what bean stalk did you fall from?" she said laughing.

"Umm, the one in Mount Vernon," Ben said and she laughed at that.

They sipped their coffee and talked a bit more about many other things. Sadly, she had to get home and prepare for her other job. Ben walked her to her car and when they got there it was a wreck. Most likely Malik and his goons had trashed it and she was incensed. 

Ben saw the shambles the car was in and his own anger got the best of him. He looked around and saw the five men sitting by an SUV laughing at her misfortune. Ben didn't waste a word. Without thought he walked off and towards them. His massive stride covered the distance in a short time and the men got to their feet and were ready for anything. Without a word Ben walked up to Malik who stood up and thinking he was secure with his friends behind him stood firm.

What he didn't expect was the sheer speed Ben had. When Ben's massive hand found his shirt front and hoisted him off the ground like a rag doll Malik's eyes widened. He didn't realize it but he was launched into the SUV. The air was blasted from Malik as he impacted with the vehicle and it rocked a bit from the impact. Malik shook it off only to have his own eyes meet something that made them widen. Ben's grim visage was in his face as he was held up by the same shirt. Ben put his face but an inch from his and said slowly, but loudly.

"I know it was you who did that. You may have the cops fooled but not me. I don't give a fuck how many friends you have, cuz I have a lot myself. If you want I can have fifteen more guys like me here plus a lot more trouble ready people. You come near her or fuck with her again I'll personally tear your fucking head off and shit down your neck! Am I fucking clear boy?" he spat into Malik's shocked face.

"Man you won't do shit!" Malik countered, still feeling the brave little bitch with friends.

"Wanna bet?" Ben set him down and rolled up his sleeve. The large demon skull tattoo of his bike club showed.

Malik saw the tattoo and from his own street knowledge knew that mark. It was a very hard edge biker club that ran with a very nasty biker gang from New York and the surrounding areas. His eyes looked at Ben and seeing the fact that the tattoo showed he was a full member of the club in good standing made him back off on his next comment.

"Dude look man..." Malik went to say but Ben had enough.

"Leave her be. End of story, end of lecture!" Ben said emphatically.

Ben didn't even look at the friends and walked away like nothing was wrong. He didn't just fabricate the bikes, he went on runs with the club that he was a co-founder of. He knew that they ran with a biker gang from the area, but he never involved himself in it. Ben walked back to Leta who was on the phone with the cops. She saw Ben walk back and when she saw Malik get into his vehicle and leave she was about to say something. Ben put his hand on her shoulder and she stopped suddenly. Looking up at him she saw him shake his head and as the cop showed up she cooled her head.

The cop took the report and viewed the security camera that did show Malik and his friends break the window and slash the tires. He got the make and model of the SUV and put it out. In the meanwhile Leta was without a car and she still had to work. She was about to walk to the bus stop when Ben stopped her.

"I can give you a lift if you want?" he offered.

Leta shook her head. "No, you don't have too. Besides you don't want to see where I live," Leta said softly.

"Let me guess. Patterson?" he guessed.

"Yes. I know it's a ghetto and..." she started to ramble, but he raised his hand.

"Get in the truck," Ben said and took her shoulder and led her along.

Leta shook her head and wanted to protest, but the way he led her made it a futile gesture. Besides she couldn't stop his big body from moving and walked with him. The sight of her wearing her tan boots with jeans and a tan shirt was quite the contrast to Ben and his black cargo pants white shirt and work boots. She was shocked when he let go of her and she was still walking with him. Seeing his large truck was no surprise to her. Leta accepted his help in and when he got it going she was amazed at how modern the interior was. He drove out of the parking lot and onto the highway and she relaxed a bit. They drove in silence and after a while she turned on his radio. The music that played didn't surprise her either as an older Metallica song played and she shook her head.

"What?" Ben asked seeing her expression.

"Figures," was all she said.

"Oh come on! Metallica is good stuff and you know it," he said grinning.

"I didn't say it wasn't," she bit back.

Seeing her getting feisty again made him chuckle a bit. For some reason the feisty young lady was making an impression on him, but he shook it away. She was young enough to be his daughter after all and he dropped the issue in his mind before it got any worse. As the conversation on music went on Ben was treated to her style of music. He let her turn on one of her radio stations and listened to the Latin flavor she liked. 

The drive back got more entertaining as the song she really liked came on and she danced in the seat. Ben watched her dance and smiled at her. The way she danced showed she could obviously get down on a floor, something he was OK at. Leta pointed out where she was at and he drove her to it. The building was an older one that was in a heavy Latino neighborhood. Ben noted the looks he got as he pulled up and parked by her door. She led him to the back area where she normally parked and had him park in her spot.

"If it's not too much trouble, can I get a ride to work? I am late and they are not gonna like it if I'm a no show," she asked him.

"No problem. Go ahead and change and I'll wait here for you," he offered.

"No, you're not waiting in the parking lot. Now, come on," she ordered and he took the keys from the ignition.

Leta led him from the lot to her apartment on the upper floor. When they walked in Ben was pleasantly surprised at how neat and organized the place was. She motioned to the couch and he sat down to wait for her. 

Leta went to her bedroom and looked at what she was wearing. She liked the boots and the pants, but needed a new top. She took it off and walked by the door forgetting Ben was in the room next to her. Ben saw the lovely view of Leta in a very nice white bra and seeing her flat tummy and toned cord he let out a low whistle. He hadn't seen a body like that in forever. The richness of her skin was also a very nice thing as it contrasted with the white bra so nicely. He shook his head and looked away as she finished up. After a minute he heard her sink running and he looked around the apartment. Her things were very nice and well organized, very much like his place.

He noted she had a few baubles on the walls that looked like kitten statues. He snickered a that. Looking around, he saw the kitchen was spotless and as he heard the sink cut off he heard her coming back. He looked at the entryway to her room as she walked in and was shocked that she was in a very low cut red top that hugged every inch of her curves and pushed up her breasts so nicely.

"Just need a drink and we can go," she said and he nodded.

Leta went to her fridge and got a bottle of water. Turning to Ben she shook it and he nodded. She grabbed a second then looked at herself in the mirror as she walked back. She looked at herself then smiled and turned to him.

"What do you think?" she asked as she struck a pose.

"Umm...you look nice," he said after a brief moment.

"Only nice? Well then I need to change!" she said sounding miffed and stomped back to her room.

Ben was flabbergasted by the response and shook his head confused as she peeked back out and saw his expression. She laughed teasingly and walked back to him. Ben looked at her incredulously and as she got close something in him snapped a bit. Feeling playful he snatched her to him and his fingers found her sides. Leta was very ticklish and she squeaked as he tickled her sides.

"Brat!" he said playfully as he tickled her.

Leta flopped around trying to get away from Ben and his merciless fingers. Having four daughters Ben had experienced his fair share of tickle wars. This little lady was no trouble for him to quickly take and make beg for mercy.

"I GIVE!" Leta pleaded and Ben stopped.

Leta was trying to get her breath back, but the giggles wouldn't stop. She looked at him and didn't realize she was sitting in his lap and she felt so tiny all of a sudden. Looking up Leta saw his massive chest looming in front of her and his huge arm was around her. She didn't know why she did it, but she leaned up and gave him a peck on the cheek. Ben felt her soft lips on his cheek and smiled at the gesture. He patted her back and helped her to her feet. Getting up she got even. Her hands found his sides and began their own quest to make him laugh. Ben was ticklish, but not where she was attacking. He looked at her with an amused look and as she saw it was having no effect she put her hands on her hips and in her best Rosie Perez voice complained.

"What, you can do it to me and not let it happen to you!" she complained.

Seeing the look she had made him laugh loudly. Leta shoved him and was shocked when he fell back on the couch. Seeing him still laughing made her get more agitated with him. She walked up and put her knees on his thighs and grabbed his shirt and pulled him to face her. Her look was the most interesting one he had yet seen.

"Something amusing you Benjamin?" she said purposely saying his name with a heavy Spanish accent.

"Umm, yes," he said smiling at her still.

"Que?" she asked somewhat intrigued.

"That you are so ticklish," he said laughing and his hands went to her sides again.

Leta squeaked and tried to get her hands to her sides, but she lost her balance and fell forward. Her head hit him in the jaw and it hurt. Ben chuckled in pain as she leaned her head on him and moaned in pain. Ben couldn't help the chuckling and Leta found it to be somewhat infuriating. She slapped his arm and that hurt even more and she mewled in pain making him laugh harder. Leta looked at his near teary eyed face and he let out a soft chuckle.

She looked into his eyes and saw something she had never seen before in a man's eyes: She saw a nice person. For reasons she couldn't explain she put her head on his chest and sighed. Her arms soon found hold on his massive bulk. Ben stopped laughing when he felt her soft arms go around his back and what shocked him was that he found his own around her delicate frame.

Leta felt his powerful arms go around her back and she felt a new feeling. She felt a strong man with his arms around her body. As she sat there being held by Ben her mind began to wander a bit and before she realized it the time was showing she was two hours late for work. Sitting up suddenly she squeaked.




Iron Heart



"¡Ah Dios me levanto la prisa de Ben tardía!" Leta exclaimed in Spanish and Ben realized she was saying something about being late.

She bounded from his lap and rushed to get her purse and keys. Ben was already at the door and they rushed down the stairs after she locked it. Ben hoisted her into the truck on his side and she scrambled into the passenger seat as he climbed into the driver's side. They drove down the way and Leta guided him to her store. Seeing where is was Ben nodded his head and parked the truck. Leta frantically undid her seat belt. As she opened the door she thought about it and said fuck it. She leaned over and gave him a full peck on the lips. Ben was stunned by what she did and as he sat baffled she pulled out a pen and paper. She quickly wrote down her name and phone number and shoved it into his hand.

"Call me sometime, papi!" she exclaimed as she pecked him again and bounded from the truck and into the store.

Ben stayed a while in the parking lot going over what just happened. While indeed it was nice he told himself it was never going to happen. He put his truck in drive and pulled away. He drove home in silence pondering his current course of action. He decided to go out for a drink as he had nothing left to do. Pulling into his favorite bar he sat down to a beer and a whiskey.

Leta's night was better than normal. Instead of the usual teenager freak show she normally dealt with she had a quiet night that let her stock her shelves properly. As she stocked them her mind occasionally wandered to the nice guy she had met earlier. Ben was a sweetie she could tell. Even though he was way too big for her liking she still couldn't help the smile that crossed her lips as she thought about him. Her friend Katy saw her smiling and decided to investigate.

"So whatcha smiling bout chick?" she asked as the folded the jeans for the shelf.

"Oh um, nothing. Just heard a good joke," Leta said not looking up.

"Oh...tell me!" Katy kept at it.

"Umm, oh yeah. What do you call...umm..no...wait...oh I don't remember," Leta lied.

"Sure you don't!" Katy chirped. "Who is he?"

"Who is who?" Leta asked in her best innocent tone.

"The guy who has you smiling?" she asked.

"There is no guy who has me smiling," she explained.

"Uh huh," Katy retorted.

Leta went back to folding before Katy could ask any more questions. Katy knew better than to pry, but she could tell that Leta had the hots for some guy. Without badgering her anymore the night went quietly.

Leta got a ride from her manager. When she got home, Leta laid on her bed and thought about things carefully. Was she smiling too much thinking of Ben? She knew that she shouldn't. She just met the guy and he was hardly her type. Or was he? His eyes showed he was a smart man that looked like he was a hard worker like her.

She tried to sleep, but for some reason her mind wouldn't let it go. Rolling on her side she really wished that just once she could find a real man and not the losers she had been forced to be with. Something inside of her was hoping Ben would call her, but she was realistic. He was too old for her, so he claimed, and that somewhat made her hurt inside. From what she saw he was a good decent guy who would treat her nicely. Sighing softly she laid in her bed wide eyed for hours.

A few days later found Ben working with his friends on their newest creation. The old school feel of the bike was very apparent as they assembled it and did the final checks. So much went into making a bike that they left nothing to chance. From the wiring to the tubes for the fluids everything had to look good and work properly. Ben and his three friends Rob, John, and Alan worked hard. They had a good deal going for it as well. They stood to make nearly ninety thousand for it and splitting it they would make about nine grand each after building expenses. 

Fitting the last pieces in place they tightened everything up and looked at the final product. The high ape hangers looked sick and the colors set the bike off. The intricate detailing on the tank and wheels had a neo classic look that spoke of a time not so long ago. The collector that bought it had asked them to make it look as old as it could while still looking modern. They nodded in approval at their end result and began to fill it up. They put gas and oil as well as fluids into it and fitted the seat into place. They rolled it out to a trailer and with Ben's strength they hoisted it up and on the back. Strapping it down they loaded into their trucks and rolled out.

Ben decided to get on his bike and roll so he went back to the office for his keys. As he walked to his desk he saw the paper Leta had given him with her number on it. If all went well tonight with the buyer he would likely want to celebrate. The thoughts of their age gap came to him, but the warm, feisty young woman that impressed him was winning from his thoughts. He picked up his cell and dialed her number.

Leta about jumped from her skin as the phone went off. She had it on vibrate mode while she did her rounds through the ward. As she looked at her phone she saw it was a number she didn't recognize and let it go to voice while she finished her rounds. 

Ben heard the recording and decided to leave a message.

"I hope this is Leta. If it's not I'm sorry to bug you. IF it is this is Ben. You know the guy you head butted a few days ago. Give me a call back I guess and maybe we can talk some more," he said and hung up.

Ben shrugged and got his glasses and bandana. He tied it over his shaved skull and put his thick Oakley's on. He walked to the side of the room and looked at his baby. He had seven bikes before he was forced to sell them off for the settlement. That hurt, but he got to keep this one as it was made after the divorce. Setting his balance from years of doing it right Ben straddled the beast and turned the motor over. The sound of the thunder filled the garage and as he walked it out he smiled. Putting on his helmet Ben felt a swell of pride as he looked at the nice day. He opened the throttle and felt the bike do what it so desperately wanted to do. Rolling down the road he found his friends and they rolled out in grand fashion. As he was the founder of the club and lead share in the garage he rolled out front. Ben took the lead of the convoy and they rolled to the buyer's house in Wayne.

Leta finished her rounds and felt her phone make the sound that she had a voice mail. While she walked she checked it and was stunned to hear Ben's voice. She listened to the message and smiled a bit. He was still cute and that made her day. She texted him telling him she was at the hospital and couldn't talk right away. She would be off later if he wanted to meet her. 

Ben was at the buyer's house when he got the message. He looked at it and replied in a positive light. He told her if she needed a ride he could help her. A quick message back said that she would love that. Leta told him she had her clothes in her locker so she could change and he could get her from the hospital. Ben nodded and confirmed it was a date. He had a grin when he told her he had a surprise for her. She pried, but he only told her of the best kind of prize.

They concluded the conversation and Ben helped his friends put the bike on the ground and as the buyer came to appreciate the bike Ben gave him the honor.

"Fire her up, bro!" he said as he dangled the key from his finger.

The buyer took the keys and walked to the bike. He sat on it and admired how the feel of the bike was. The smooth lines and crisp old school feel really made him feel awesome as he got himself steady and reached down to hit the ignition. He found the switch and hit it and the motor turned over and the bike fired to life. Feeling the thunder from the engine the buyer had a huge smile that became a laugh as he revved the throttle up a bit.

"That's fucking epic!" the buyer exclaimed as he felt the power of the engine.

The friends slapped backs and felt relief at the fact it worked and they let him ride it a bit. Ben went with him on his bike and after a brief fun run they came back to the buyer's house. The buyer wired the money to their account and after a few drinks they broke company. Ben and his friends went back to the garage and settle in. They talked about a few upcoming deals they had in the pipeline and after a brief discussion they decided to make three of the bikes in the offering.

The ones they selected were pretty simple for them, but one was a challenge. Ben selected that one because if they made it well the guy had friends he offered he could introduce them too. While they were not a huge bike shop, they made do with what they had. A hand shake could reward them with a few new opportunities, but a good word from a known collector would be a huge long term investment for them.

They finished the details and started the orders for the parts and frames they would need. If all went well from the deals they could net about forty grand each. After an hour of work they called it and left. Ben got back on his bike and rode out. He rode over the hill from Wayne to Patterson and into the city. As he drove he found the sights to be semi uplifting. The city was trying to fix its image from rough and tumble to a nicer place. It was a slow process, but it was working.

Ben found the hospital she worked at and pulled into the parking lot. He sat on his bike and texted her he was there. Leta saw the text and was shaking a bit. She was dressed nice, but also sexy at the same time. She was wearing a pair of short shorts with black hose. Cute pink tennis shoes were on her feet and a nice pink and black top finished the look. She walked out the door and Ben's jaw almost slammed on the floor. She looked so amazing in her outfit he felt his crotch stir a bit. She texted him asking where he was and when he called her she looked at the phone confused.

"Where are you, papi?" she asked confused.

"Well it's kinda hard to miss me, you know," he said smiling.

Leta scanned the lot for his truck, but didn't see it. As she walked towards his direction her eyes got wide seeing him in a pair of jeans black biker boots and a black tee shirt with some skull design on it. He also wore a black vest with patches sewn into it. On his shaved skull rested a black and red skull bandana with his bike helmet and his Oakley's rested on his face. Leta laughed incredulously at the sight. She knew he was a biker, but this was a bit too much for her. The short sleeve of the shirt showed of his right arm tattoo as well as his left arm. It was a very intricate design of many things that went up his huge arm. The flames bent around his arm and images of skeletons throwing dice made of bones and flames went over his shoulder. She shook her head as she walked up to him and in an amused tone she asked.

"So where are we going on this?" 

"Well, I was thinking you could choose a place to eat, then I get to pick somewhere nice after," he said grinning.

"I am not getting on that Benjamin," she said his name in Spanish and he grinned even more wickedly.

"Then I guess I'm gonna be all by my lonesome without a really cool chick I met," he said with disappointment lacing his voice.

"I've never been on one of these before Ben!" she said laughing.

"It's easy! Just hold on tight!" he said laughing.

"Ben, I....fine you win," she said throwing up her hands defeatedly.

Ben handed her a spare helmet and she put it on. Looking at him confused she accepted his help getting on the bike. She sat on the back and he got in front and she put her arms around his bulk. He kicked on the engine and adjusted his balance. He started out slow for her to let her get a feel for the balance of riding. He showed her how to adjust and lean with him to make the run go smoother and soon she got the hang of it. Ben got a grin and opened the throttle a bit. They sped away and Leta laughed aloud as she held on. The ride was a good one and soon they found themselves in front of a nice restaurant. 

The inside was a throwback to the homeland of the owners. They were proud of their heritage and it showed in the many pictures of Puerto Rico and the flags that hung from the walls. The atmosphere was a friendly and upbeat one and soon they found themselves eating some pollo frito with rice and beans. As they ate they talked some more of small things. Like him she was a fan of the Giants and they had a good talk of the recent game. They laughed, danced and ate for what felt like an eternity. After they had their fill they walked holding hands out to the bike. She put her helmet on as did he and they rode out.

Ben took them to a hangout of his and as they walked in Leta had to show ID. He laughed at that and she gave him a slap on the arm. The outside of the bar was like a dive, but inside was far more. The outward appearance showed it was run down, but that was the point. The bar was a well-used, well-liked hang out of the local iron workers and welders. Leta saw the many pictures of the workers, group portraits, as well as them working making the skyline back in the early nineteen hundreds. She looked at Ben who ordered a beer and she had the same.

"So the food was great," he complimented.

"Of course it was! I've been going there since I was a kid and it hasn't ever changed," she said reminiscing.

Ben put an arm over her shoulder and led her to a nearby booth. He sat on his side and she shoved him over and sat with him. He turned a bit and she got an idea. She shoved him further back and had him sit with his back in the corner. With that she hoped in his lap and leaned against him.

"Much more comfy," she said and Ben chuckled.

"So you seem especially cheerful," he said.

"Well a nice guy I met called me back and took me on my first motorcycle ride," she said and elbowed his midsection.

"I doubt he was a nice guy, maybe an OK one," he replied.

"No...he's a nice one. Too bad he thinks I'm a baby," she said playfully.

"You're not a baby," he retorted.

"Then why are you afraid to hold me then?" she asked noticing his arms were at his sides.

"Well..."he tried to stammer.

"Well what? It's cause your old and I'm young?" she asked.

"Leta your great, but my oldest is older than you," he said trying to sound sincere.

"I know that, but do I look like one of your children?" she asked as she turned in his lap.

"No, it's just I'm old enough to be your dad," he tried to explain, but the way she was sitting in his lap was making his body betray himself.

"Ben...you're getting hard. Is that something a father does with his child?" she asked smiling at him devilishly.

"No...I...oh fuck it all," he said and tried to shove her from his lap. 

Leta grabbed his hands and held on enough so she didn't go anywhere. As he got close she took the initiative and kissed him full on the mouth. Ben's eyes got wide as she forcefully kissed him and ran her tongue along his. He tried to stop it, but his hands found her back and crushed her close as she continued to kiss him. After what felt like a lifetime she broke it off and looked into his opening eyes.

"Does that prove I'm not worried about the age thing?" she asked breathlessly.

Ben was too stunned to say anything back. He looked into her eyes and saw she was waiting for an answer.

"Leta, are you sure this is what you want?" he asked.

"Papi, if I didn't want to talk to you or see you would I have given you my number? I don't give that out unless I get a good feeling about someone. Would I be here now in your lap if I wasn't sure? Not a chance," she explained.

"Ben, when I first saw you I figured you were a nice guy from when you walked up and told my ex off. Then you were so cute in Victoria's that I couldn't say no to wanting to take a chance. If you didn't want to be with me Ben then you shouldn't have called, now that you have that proves you do want me," she said confidently.

"Oh do I now?" he asked trying to be cocky, but Leta smiled knowingly.

"Yes Ben, you do. Besides that thing poking my leg is saying he would like to know a lot more of me," she said chuckling.

Ben almost fell over from embarrassment. He didn't realize it, but he was sporting a full blown hard on. He looked down at her legs and the sexy hose covered legs made his cock lurch a bit in excitement.

"It will have to wait papi. I'm not that easy," she said teasingly and got from his lap.

Leta handed him his beer and he sipped it. She looked at him and put her head on his chest and sighed. He leaned his head down and put it on top of hers and she patted his cheek softly. They saw their reflection in the mirror and it made them look closely at it.

"What a pair we make huh?" he asked.

"I think it could be nice," she said simply.

They both nodded at that and looked at their near empty beers. He shook his and she shook her head no.

"Can we go back to my place Papi? I've had a long day and wouldn't mind taking an early night," she asked. 

"Yeah honey. Let's roll," he said happily.

They rode to her place and when they got there Ben walked her to her apartment. He held her hand the whole time and when they got to her door she looked at him longingly.

"Thanks Ben. And call me more often!" she said demanding.

"I will honey," he promised.

She leaned up and kissed his lips softly and they enjoyed a slow kiss. Unlike the bar they simply enjoyed the feeling of each others lips and when it broke Leta went back inside and waved bye to him as she shut the door. Ben turned and walked away with a sigh and went back to his bike. Getting on it he put his helmet on and turned the engine over. He pulled away and sped off into the night. 

Leta watched him go from her window and she sighed. Her body was shaking and she wished he could have stayed, but she knew better than to rush things. That was how Malik weaseled into her life. Ben was a far cry from the asshole Malik was and as she laid on her bed her mind fluttered in eagerness to see him again. Her body remembered the firm feeling against her leg and she was curious as to what was down there. A lazy grin spread across her features as she pondered what the next dates would hold.

Ben got home and went to his bedroom. His mind was still enamored by what he had seen. Leta was really a sweetie and the fact she was drop dead gorgeous didn't help. His cock tingled as he pictured her in her outfit and feeling her body against his as they made out in the bar didn't help. He had tried to picture her as too young for him, but she didn't seem to want to accept that. He knew that he was walking a fine line with her. While it would be fun, he also had to face the facts he was twice her age and that his own kids were older than her. He would love to have tried to see what things may have been, but he knew he shouldn't, it was felt wrong somehow, but his loins wouldn't let it go. As he thought of her his cock hurt it was so hard. He tried to push it aside, but going without for so long with his ex-wife being a cunt and the new sensations Leta gave him he couldn't help it.

"Fuck it," he said and picked up his phone.

Leta heard the phone ring and looked at it. She saw it was Ben and she sighed happily. She picked it up and answered it.

"Hey papi," she answered sweetly.

"Hey yourself," Ben said softly.

"Thinking of me?" she purred.

"I wouldn't be calling if I wasn't," Ben replied

"Aww, my papi is thinking of me," she purred and sat down on her bed.

Leta undid her shorts and stood up letting them slide off. She slid the hose off and continued talking to Ben as she did.

"So home and happy, papi?" she asked.

"Yes and no. You?" he replied.

"Well I did have a great night with you you know. Maybe we can do it again," she purred as she got them off and tossed them in the corner. 




Iron Heart



Leta stood up and put the phone on speaker as she took off her top and unsnapped her bra.

"And what are you up to?" Ben asked hearing all the commotion.

"Getting ready for bed, papi. Kinda wish you were here to tuck me in though," she said cutely.

Ben chuckled at that thought.

"That would be nice," he said softly.

Leta's smile was a warm one as she saw her nipples had gotten hard thinking of that. She slipped on her long tee and picked back up the phone. She laid on her bed and cuddled into it as she turned out the light and listened to Ben talking on.

"So I'm glad you had fun tonight, honey," he said.

"That was fun riding your bike, papi, maybe we can do it again," she purred.

"I wouldn't say no to that. Hell, maybe we can do a run down south sometime," he offered.

"Maybe," Leta said laughing softly. "I'm glad you called me, papi," she whispered.

"Are you now?" Ben replied raising his eyebrow.

"Yes. Ben, you are a nice man I wouldn't mind seeing again," she whispered sincerely.

"I'm not so nice, honey," he said back.

"Well you are to me and let's not forget that's all that is important after all," she said giggling.

"I guess so. So you all warm in your bed, honey?" he asked softly.

"Yes. Though I'm not as warm as I'd like to be papi," she said cutely.

Ben's laugh was a seductive one. He felt his own pants getting tight as his cock started getting hard thinking of her body.

"And what would make you warmer I wonder?" he asked teasingly.

"Well maybe this big strong guy I met putting his big arms around me so I could curl into him. Or maybe feeling his warm breath on my neck as we sleep together," she said softly.

"If that's all it would take then maybe I could get back on my bike and come over," he offered.

"That's very tempting, papi, but I have to be to work early," she said mournfully.

As Leta heard him sigh her fingers found a path to her left nipple and began to tweak it softly. She couldn't explain why she was twisting it, but it was standing firmly under her soft touch.

"Maybe you could warm me up in other ways, papi," she said with a slight edge to her voice.

"I could indeed. So I'm taking it your hand is somewhere it shouldn't be?" he teased.

"Maybe it's where it's supposed to be, or maybe it could go somewhere more fun," Leta said playfully as she tweaked her nipple harder making a slight gasp come out.

"Being a naughty girl huh?" Ben teased and Leta let out a seductive laugh.

"Would you have me any other way, papi?" she purred in response.

"Not at all, not at all," he said and his own hand found his zipper.

"So if my hands were to say...travel down a bit more would that make me a good girl?" she teased.

"Not if it makes you stop being a bad girl, honey," he said chuckling.

"Then maybe I should stop," she teased.

"Don't you dare!" Ben growled.

"Mmmm," Leta sighed as her hand slipped down to her moistening slit. "Now what should I do, papi?" she asked in a sweet voice.

"Are you wearing panties?" he asked as his own zipper came down.

"Yes. Little white cotton ones," she said and was truthful.

"So they make you look all sweet huh?" he asked and his own breathing was getting harder.

"I am not so good, papi. I only look it," she said and raised her hips and slid them off. Her own slit was getting wet and she decided to get more fun out of what was going on, "So how hard are you I wonder?"

"Getting pretty," he replied and wasn't lying.

Ben's cock stood tall and proud from his jeans and it throbbed thinking of how hot and wet her pussy must be. His hand gave it a firm squeeze and he shuddered a bit thinking of how soft her skin was.

"Are you stroking that thing Benjamin?" she asked emphasizing his name in Spanish.

"I may be. Are you touching yourself, baby?" he responded.

"I wasn't, but I am now," she purred as her fingers found her slit and began to tease it. A low moan escaped Leta's lips as she did.

Ben heard that soft moan and knew she was touching herself thinking of him. He decided to go for broke. He never had phone sex before, but for him this was getting too good to pass up.

"Thinking of me sweetie?" he asked as he ran his hand up his cock.

"Yes," she gasped as her fingers found her clit.

The moan that came from Leta's throat was a throaty one that nearly popped his ear drum. He smiled darkly as he continued his own stroking.

"Wishing that was my fingers sliding in and out of you sweetie?" he asked teasingly.

"Oh yes...Ai Dios Papi," she murmured as her finger slipped into her hole.

Ben heard that and he groaned as he stroked himself a bit more.

"Mmm papi, you stroking that thing thinking of me," she panted as her finger kept at it.

"I could be," he said as he groaned again.

"Don't you wish it was me stroking it for you papi? Seeing my tiny hands all over your big dick?" she purred as her finger continued teasing her hole.

"That would be very nice, but you'd need two hands baby," he said chuckling.

"Mmm...big all over, Benjamin?" she said with her heavy accent.

"Is that what you imagine honey?" he said softly.

"I imagine you making me feeling so good. I can imagine me and you all sweaty and worn out," she said and her breathing was getting erratic.

Ben heard the soft whimpers coming from her throat and knew she was getting close. For as long as it had been, he still knew the signs.

"Getting all sweaty thinking of me now, baby?" Ben growled as he felt his own end coming.

"Si papi!" she sighed loudly and her hole spasmed.

Ben heard her whimpers and moans as she climaxed. What shocked him was in her rambling in Spanish he heard his name whispered several times. And that was all he could take. He grabbed a towel from the floor and erupted into it. He grunted and sighed as he felt his balls unload a large load of pent up frustration. Lea heard it and she smiled lazily. Her own eyes were glossy as she took her fingers from her slit and shuddered as a cool breeze blew over her.

"Feel better papi?" she purred.

"Much," was all he could say.

"Good night papi. Call me soon," she purred and hung up.

Ben sat back on his bed and his legs felt like rubber. He knew that he had just crossed a line, but he didn't care. After what they just did he wasn't going to complain. He only hoped he wasn't making a huge mistake getting tangled up in her.

Leta's eyes stayed open for a brief moment as she enjoyed the post orgasm sensation. She sighed as her eyes closed and Ben's smiling face came to her mind. She had him in her hand and wished to have more than that in her hand. Purring as she rolled to her side Leta knew she had found a man, now she just had to make him hers.