1 comments/ 11133 views/ 6 favorites Love, Sex and Money By: emiliarose Chapter One She was naïve and he was experienced....in more ways than she could imagine.... 18 year old Heidi Jenkins was checking her new outfit in the hall mirror when she heard the taxi pull up outside the house. She grabbed her purse and shouted, 'Leon, I'm going now!' Leon came into the hallway. 'Are you coming back here tonight?' Heidi smoothed her hair with her hand and shrugged. 'Doubt it. I'll call if I am but I'll probably go home.' 'OK.' Leon said, 'Remember; no more than two drinks.' Heidi rolled her eyes, 'Don't worry Leon, I don't even like drinking. Does my hair look OK?' The taxi beeped its horn outside. 'Yeah, it's fine. Now go win some money. Heidi smiled at him before rushing out of the door and getting into the cab. ~ A half hour later, the taxi pulled up outside Andrejes Casino, a fairly large establishment on the outskirts of Atlantic City. Although she was legally too young to gamble, Heidi had discovered that a large pair of DKNY shades and some stilettos could get you in anywhere if you knew how to wear them. Coupled with the silky black Armani dress she'd bought with a month's wages she was scarcely surprised when the doorman hardly glanced at her phony ID before ushering her into the brightly lit reception. Pausing at the trade booth, Heidi handed the $1000 in her purse to the blonde lady behind the glass. She smiled inwardly at the way the woman uncomfortably looked at Heidi's shades, obviously wondering who on earth was under there. Her job however, told her not to ask questions and she smiled welcomingly at Heidi as she handed her the chips and wished her a good night. Heidi smiled back and thanked her before making her way to the bar where she ordered an OJ on the rocks. She wasn't going to have a real drink yet or it'd mess with her mind and she'd lose her talent at the tables. It had happened once before and Leon had been so angry with her for wasting his money that he'd slapped her face before telling her to get out of his house and never come back. She'd cried with anger at herself and begged him to forgive her & let her try again which he did in the end and now here she was, determined to win for him. Heidi sat down on a barstool and sipped her juice, swirling it around her mouth, enjoying the cool citrusy freshness. Her eyes took in the well dressed people, gambling or simply strolling around. They were all so beautiful. The women even more so, with their sexy dresses and curvy bodies, their feminine perfectness and all their experience. They were all at least five years older than Heidi and their age shone from them. They knew how to flirt with men and then get rid of them with a flick of the wrist if they weren't good enough. They could pick and choose, go home with whoever they wanted simply by dropping a sly word into a conversation. Heidi sighed to herself longingly as she watched them all. She'd never really been happy with the way she looked. Her nose, she felt was too big; her legs not long enough, her butt too much on the large side and her breasts far too small. Despite the compliments from her friends and family, Heidi knew they were just being nice. She was hardly a girl anyone would want to take home. She was just ordinary. Yes, she was intelligent, had a great sense of humour and an easy disposition but what was the use in those qualities if nobody approached her to witness them? She drained the juice in her glass and made her way over to a roulette wheel. Time to perform. ~ 27 year old Jim Mitchell stood in his usual corner of the casino, his eyes flitting shrewdly around the room as he debated on which table to join. His typical attire of dark suit and white shirt had been attracting attention all evening from the new players, though the regulars were quite used to him by now. A woman who looked to be in her early twenties approached him with a confident smile, her tight pink dress emphasising the hugeness of her enhanced breasts. 'Hey.' She said, in feigned shyness, mascara coated eyelashes framing her bright blue eyes. 'Are you here with someone?' Jim faked a smile. 'Yeah, my girlfriends over at the bar, getting me a drink.' The girl's smile faded and she took off without another word clearly in search of an equally good looking target. Jim sighed. He was sick of all these bimbos, coming in here with everything on display. They could barely gamble let alone seduce him. He needed someone new; someone fresh, someone innocent, someone with no ulterior motives. Someone like.....her. His drifting gaze was suddenly targeted towards the long haired girl who had just finished a game and was moving to a new table. Yes, Jim thought to himself as he took in her lean figure, the shades hiding her expression. He could already visualize kissing those softly determined pink lips, pulling that dress away from that body... ~ Heidi smiled to herself as she finished her game of blackjack. She had just amplified her winnings to $7000 after merely two games sparking a feeling that this was going to be a pretty big night. She was pondering over which table to approach next when her cell began to ring in her purse. Pulling it out, she hurried up onto the roof, into the open air, the cool breeze comforting her as she answered the call. 'Heidi, I hope you've got good news.' It was Leon, straight to the point as usual. 'Hey Leon.' Heidi replied, 'Yeah, it's going OK so far.' 'OK?' asked Leon 'Well, great actually.' Heidi said, smiling, 'I'm 7 up.' 'Good.' came the reply. 'Listen, I've got a mark for you. One of my mates just confirmed he's at the same place you are. His name is Jim Mitchell. I need you to beat him. Badly.' 'A mark?' asked Heidi, panicking slightly 'What am I supposed to do? What if he's an expert?' 'He's not.' was the brisk reply. 'He's a cheat. He stole 30k off me last year at a casino in Ibiza. Right under my fucking nose and all. Just watch him closely. You'll beat him. Don't worry kid.' 'But I don't know anything ... what does he look like?' 'Tall, dark hair, cut short but wavy, dresses dark, with a white shirt. Got it?' 'Leon, there's loads of guys who fit that description. ' 'Uh, brown eyes, kind of broad, well built. Just ask around for him, he's a regular. But don't let him know who you are or that you're connected with me or we'll lose him. Just act like a regular punter. OK?' 'I guess so. What was his name again?' 'Jim or James Mitchell. And hurry up. Call me when you want to be picked up.' The line went dead. Heidi closed the phone and stuffed it back into her bag. Leon made it sound so easy. As if she could just seek out a total stranger and beat him in a game of...of......of what? Leon hadn't even said what she was meant to play him at! And if he was a cheat she might not even have a chance of winning. Heidi opened her eyes wide and leaned against the railing, looking down at the cars below. It was almost a quarter past 12. Friday night. She had work tomorrow as well. Half of her wanted to forget about the whole thing: go home, forget Leon, and forget gambling, concentrate on studying and working her way up to a promotion. But in her heart she knew she couldn't. She loved gambling, loved the feeling of danger as someone flipped their last cards over, loved the thrill that coursed through her when she made a heavy wager and she loved winning. Loved the adrenalin rush she got, loved making Leon pleased with her. The money wasn't really a part of it to Heidi. The whole experience was what she loved which was why she never argued as she handed every last cent over to Leon following a night on the tables. He had coached her after all. Granted she'd been a good player to begin with but he had taught her all those little tricks, how biting your lip in that special way could give you the advantage you needed, how leaning back could either make or break a game and how going in low could set your opponents up. The list went on and Heidi was grateful for it. She was grateful for it all really, minus the mood swings, the stubbornness and of course, the crazy ideas. Like when he'd told her not to bother with college. She'd had great grades and had disappointed her family and her teachers when she'd made the decision to go straight into work. Heidi still never really understood Leon's reasoning behind that certain scheme but didn't have the courage to ask in fear of what sort of temper he'd erupt into. Lost in her own thoughts, she didn't notice the time slipping away until someone touched her lightly on the shoulder. She jumped, startled, and spun around to see a tall figure in front of her. 'Sorry.' said the man, 'I didn't mean to frighten you, I just wondered if you were OK. You've been stood here for ages.' 'I'm fine.' Heidi replied guardedly 'I was just thinking about stuff.' The stranger smiled. 'I do that myself. Get lost in my own thoughts. I'm always away with the fairies.' Heidi smiled in spite of herself. She could hardly imagine this tall muscular man fluttering around with fairies. The idea was ridiculous to say the least. 'What's your name?' asked the man. "Heidi." She couldn't help being impressed by his dress sense. The initial shock had faded to be replaced by flattery. How could this tall handsome guy want to talk to her?! She adjusted her sunglasses and smiled up at him, 'So what's your name?' 'Jim.' The stranger replied. Heidi's heart skipped a beat. No way! Was this actually Jim? The Jim she had to play? She looked up at him. He was exactly like Leon had described only Leon had failed to tell her how good-looking the guy was. 'Is something wrong?' Jim asked, looking at her warily. 'No, I'm fine.' Heidi replied, 'I just know a lot of Jim's. What's your surname by the way?' 'Mitchell.' He replied. 'Please tell me you don't know another Jim Mitchell?' 'No, I don't' Heidi replied with a smile. 'Do you want to go downstairs?' 'Sure.' Jim replied. 'I'll buy you a drink.' ~ Jim followed Heidi down the flight of stairs and then took her over to the bar. He'd lost sight of the pretty girl earlier and was relieved when he saw her on the roof. And now things seemed to be getting even better. They were talking compatibly and unless he was very much mistaken, she seemed fairly interested in him. He found the sunglasses a distraction though. He would have liked to take them off to see what colour eyes she had, to see the rest of her face but he didn't know how she'd react and he didn't want to alienate her on what seemed like a good build up to an even better night. 'What are you having?' he asked as they sat down next to each other at the bar. 'I'm sticking to fruit juice.' Heidi said with an apologetic smile. 'Aw, come on.' Jim said, 'One drink won't do you any damage will it?' 'I guess not.' Heidi said, 'But I really shouldn't' 'You really should.' Jim said, 'Come on, what's it to be?' He watched as she paused, furrowed her brow before smiling, 'Fine, I'll have a Malibu. But just one.' ~ Jim drained his glass and waited for Heidi to finish. He loved the way she put her lips demurely to the glass before tipping her head back slightly, her slim fingers leaving prints in the condensation as she replaced it on the bar. 'So,' he asked, 'Are you here to gamble?' 'I guess so.' Heidi said, 'Why? Do you want a game or something?' Jim chuckled wryly, 'I'd love to but I have a feeling you wouldn't stand a chance against me.' 'Let me win then.' Heidi said matter-of-factly, smiling as she led him to the poker table. ~ Wouldn't stand a chance?! Who did he think he was, Heidi thought to herself in annoyance as she sat down at the poker table. He was probably planning on cheating or something, she fumed. Half of her was annoyed at herself for taking such an instant liking to this stranger but the other half was pleased, happy that she'd managed to secure a game with this guy. For Leon obviously. He deserved to get at least some of his money back didn't he? She decided to call him in a while, update him. ~ Jim leaned back casually in his chair as they begun playing. Maybe he should let her win, make her more at ease with him, charm her a little. He let her take the first couple of hands. She was a pretty good player. Unlike the others, he could see through her little tricks and it amused him that she had all these experienced gamblers on a leash. Half of them weren't even concentrating; they were staring at her, ogling her body as if they were good enough for her. 'Heidi, you're thrashing us.' Jim said. She smiled, but didn't reply, focusing intently on the game. He decided to get rid of the other three guys by going in going in high, faking his confidence, until they folded and wandered off to the bar. 'Do you want to carry on?' he asked Heidi. She was about $15,000 up and to her, he guessed that was quite a lot. 'Yeah, sure.' She said nonchalantly, 'I've just got to make a quick call.' She took her phone and went back upstairs. Jim waited a while and then followed suit. He could do with a little fresh air himself. He spotted her in the same place as before, talking quietly on the phone. He wandered a little closer to get the gist of the conversation. Was it a boyfriend? Was she already taken? He was a couple of metres away when he heard what she was saying clearly and then he knew exactly what was going on. ~ Heidi ended the call and hurried back downstairs. Leon wanted her to win as much as possible so she hoped Jim hadn't left in boredom. Luckily, he was at the bar, waiting for her. 'What do you say to another drink?' he asked looking directly at her. He seemed slightly colder than before, she thought, but didn't let it bother her as she hurriedly agreed, eager to start playing again. She waited impatiently for Jim to finish his beer and it seemed like hours before he casually followed her back to their table. ~ The alcohol seemed to have had a bad effect on Heidi as she fumbled with her cards, betting a shed load of money on cards that were nothing. She didn't even bluff it out. Jim watched her in a mixture of amusement and annoyance. So this was Leon Jackson's bitch was it? He'd had enough of that bastard and his little cronies but now here was his girlfriend, robbing him blind. He could hardly believe what he'd heard her talking about. Of all the girls to be attracted to... He was pissed off and determined to make Leon pay. After a few casual hands he started to up his game, becoming more ruthless as the stakes got higher. He had new drinks brought over to the table and in her panic Heidi drank more, her concentration getting even worse. Jim smiled inwardly. She didn't have much money left and he was going to take it all, everything she had. ~ Heidi put the glass down, her hand shaking slightly. She wasn't drunk, just shit scared. Everything had gone wrong. She only had about $500 left and she could imagine just how annoyed Leon would be. She bet the last of her money and drew three new cards. Oh God, they were all wrong, so completely wrong. She folded instantly. That was it. But Jim didn't seem to have finished. 'I'll bet all I have if you want to go another round.' He offered. Heidi blinked. That was $230,000. It didn't occur to her how much she could lose as she nodded, determined that this round would be a walk in the park. It wasn't. As she looked at her cards, she realised how stupid she'd been. It wasn't a game any more. She had to get it all back. But she lost again. She looked up at Jim in desperation. She needed it back. Leon would kill her. 'You've lost a lot of money Heidi.' Jim said. 'Please,' she asked in desperation, 'Give me one more chance. To win it all back.' 'But you've nothing to wager.' Jim said. 'You can have.....my watch.....or my necklace, they're gold.' Heidi said fumbling with the clasps. Jim exhaled in disgust, 'What would I want those for? I need something better.' 'What do you want?' Heidi said, her voice quivering, 'Anything. Just tell me what you want.' Jim paused, rocked back in his chair before leaning forward. 'You.' He whispered. 'If you win this hand, you're home and dry with almost a quarter of a million dollars but if you lose, you come back to my hotel room tonight.' Heidi's head suddenly cleared. She knew exactly what he was talking about. ~ Jim sat back in his chair. He was going to shame her, make her do everything he wanted, and he was going to enjoy it. He imagined Leon's face when he heard that his sweet little bitch had been at it with Jim Mitchell. It would be revenge, nothing more, or so he told himself. 'Well, are you going for it?' he asked Heidi, whose lips were trembling slightly as she tried to think of a way out. A crowd had begun to form around the table as they heard of the deal and they began to urge her on. She nodded, shakily and they murmured with excitement as the dealer began the final hand. Heidi had never been so scared in her life. She fumbled with her cards as Jim stared at her, his face stony, angry almost. Heidi looked down at her cards and her worry faded instantly. She smiled; straight flush. Oh thank God, how lucky. She'd won. Oh thank God. 'Do you want to discard any?' the dealer asked them both. Jim drew one more card, discarding his other down onto the table, as Heidi sat waiting. They looked at each other impassively and then Jim jerked his head motioning for her to show her cards. She flipped them over with a triumphant smile as the crowd murmured appreciatively. The dealer began moving Jim's chips across the table but as Jim flipped his cards over, he stopped, as Heidi gasped in horror. Ace, King, Queen, Jack, Ten. All of hearts. The crowd went wild as they took in Jim's royal flush. It was practically impossible to have the two highest hands in one game, especially when the stakes were so high. 'Well, well, well.' Jim whispered. He rose from the table, as the crowd looked on in stunned surprise and offered his hand to Heidi. 'Come on then.' She ignored him, getting up, steadying herself on the edge of the table. 'Keep the money.' He told the stunned dealer, as he led Heidi out of the casino and into the car park. He unlocked his Lamborghini and opened the passenger door. 'In.' he said in a voice angry enough to make her get into the car without protest. A moment later he got into the drivers seat and started up the engine. He glanced across at her pale face. "Seatbelt." Heidi didn't move, terrible thoughts running through her head. How nasty he was going to be to her, what he was going to make her do.... How he'd force her, and how Leon would find out...how long her ordeal would last....how he'd shame her...make her body respond to his....as he silently laughed at her, laughing at how cheap she was.... "Seatbelt." Jim repeated impatiently, "If we crash, I'm not cleaning up the mess." Heidi didn't speak and he sighed, reached past her, pulled the belt along, brushing purposefully along her breasts, watching as she stiffened. He paused there, back of his hand resting on her slight chest before she pulled away, back against the seat, silently refusing to look into his eyes. Her trembling hands snatched the belt from him and she clicked it into place, staring blankly out of the windscreen. Jim moved away from her, started the car and reversed out. 'So, Heidi, what on earth do you think Leon is going to say when his little pals tell him what happened to you?' 'Leon?' Heidi mumbled. 'Oh come on, Heidi, I'm not that stupid. I heard you on the phone. Leon wanted you to humiliate me but it all went a bit pear shaped didn't it?' Heidi sat in stunned silence; how dumb could she have been? 'So, it's you and Leon, huh? Together?' 'What's it got to do with you?' Heidi steeled herself to say. 'You're worse than him. At least he's not a cheat.' Love, Sex and Money 'A cheat?' Jim asked in mock surprise, 'You believe that? You think I cheated tonight?' 'No, but...' 'Listen to me Heidi. I have never cheated,' Jim said as he stopped at the lights. 'Your Leon's just a downright sore loser. What the hell are you doing with him?' 'I'm not with him...' Heidi began 'I know what he's like, Heidi. He will ruin your life.' 'And you're not ruining it?!' 'You're better off with me tonight than with him.' Jim said softly, 'I know what sort of a man he is. Leave him. Forget him.' 'I can't.' Heidi said, close to tears, 'Why are you acting like you care?' 'Because I do care.' Jim said. 'When I first saw you tonight I liked you. And when I realised you were connected to Leon it pissed me off so bad, that I went on a revenge craze. You shouldn't be mixed up in this.' "I shouldn't?" She looked across at his handsome face, "Then please Jim....please...." "What?" He was focusing on the road, "What, Heidi?" "Let me out." Heidi whispered, "I'm sorry, OK? But, I can't do this. I'm not that kind of girl." She swallowed hard as she noticed his hand moving on the crotch of his pants, "Please. Please. You'll never see me again, I swear.....I just...." "You just what?" Jim glanced across at her, "This isn't about the poker anymore Heidi. This isn't about the money, the flirting, the cards, and it isn't about Leon either. It's about you. And me. What we want. And I want you." Heidi rested her elbow on the armrest and leaned her aching head on her hand. So many thoughts were running through her head....money, guilt, excitement, passion..."What if I don't....don't want you?" He shrugged, "Well I won you. Fair and square. Besides, imagine it Heidi. I'd make you feel so good, better than any guy you've ever had before. I'll do everything it takes to make you feel good. You'll be screaming my name, touching me. I'd touch you.....everywhere." His eyes noticed her slim legs press together instinctively, "Everywhere, Heidi. Everywhere. And you'd love it." Heidi was silent as he drove up to the hotel. He stopped the car at the foyer and tossed the keys to the bellboy. Heidi got out of the car in a daze and followed him into the entrance hall. Taking her by the hand, Jim led her into the elevator. As the doors closed he turned to look at her before pulling off the sunglasses she'd been wearing all night. He gazed into her eyes for a second before kissing her hard on her soft lips. For some reason she didn't quite comprehend, Heidi kissed him back, her amateur mouth entwining with his as he held her by the waist. She hadn't kissed anyone before, never been this close to anyone but it felt so right. Jim was little more than a stranger, but kissing him, inhaling the smell of his cologne and his skin, feeling his hands around her waist, made her feel so damn good that she didn't care. They broke apart as the lift came to a halt on the 5th floor, staring into each others eyes and then Jim turned and took her down the corridor to his room. When they were in, he flicked off the lights and locked the door, his heart pounding in anticipation. He reached for Heidi again, but she pulled away. 'Please Jim, don't do this.' She begged, 'I can't. Leon will kill me.' 'Forget Leon,' Jim said, 'Forget everything. It's just you and me here tonight. You can do what you want.' 'But...' 'I'll take care of Leon for you, sweetheart. He won't hurt you. Are you involved with him?' Heidi shook her head slowly. It was true. Leon had never made a move on her and nor she on him. She wasn't with anyone. 'Good,' Jim said softly, his cock getting hard in his pants, 'So, me and you, yeah?' 'Is...is....this for the poker? You won me?' Heidi asked, stepping back. 'God no.' Jim said. What did she think of him? 'I'm not like that. I want this because I like you, not for payment.' He stepped forward, pulling his jacket off and tossing it onto a chair. He kicked off his shoes and then took off his socks, watching her as she looked on. 'Relax,' he said, 'It's all right.' He could feel his cock getting even harder now and he decided not to remove his trousers just yet even though his zipper was straining. He undid a few buttons on his shirt before pulling it off, revealing a torso like the ones Heidi had only ever seen in fitness magazines. He was impossibly toned, his biceps taut, the odd vein visible on them. So fucking muscular Heidi thought to herself. Jim sat down on the bed. 'Come on sweetheart. Don't be afraid.' he said softly, 'I won't do anything you don't want.' Heidi didn't move standing in her heels and dress, clutching her purse. Jim got up, walked to her and tilted her head up to his so their eyes met. Then he kissed her again, slowly, sensually until she responded, allowing him to probe inside her mouth with his tongue. He broke away and whispered, 'Take off your heels; they must be giving your feet hell.' She obliged, tossed her purse onto the chair and reaching down, pulled the shoes off and placed them carefully on the floor before straightening up again. Jim gently took off her jewellery and laid it on the windowsill before turning back to her. He bent slightly and kissed her neck, his hands slipping round to the zipper on the back of her dress. She stiffened as he began pulling the zip down, her hands gripping his biceps but she didn't stop him and in a few moments the dress was on the floor around her feet and she was in her underwear before him. He picked up the dress and put it on the chair with his things and her purse. He stood back for a second and just looked at her. She was so perfect. Even better than he'd imagined. She was slim, her waist narrow, stomach flat, her thighs smooth and slender. Her breasts were smaller than average but perfect for her slim frame; they were full and round, standing pert with soft, dark coloured nipples. She was wearing white cotton panties, so beautifully innocent. Jim felt a warmth like he'd never felt before, as he began unbuckling his belt, his eyes feasting on Heidi as he anticipated how good this night was going to be. Heidi watched him, her heart pounding. It was quite clear what they were about to do, yet she felt....out of her depth. Maybe she should tell Jim this was her first time. But she didn't want to embarrass herself. She was worried. She had no idea how to have sex. What was she meant to do? Would it hurt, like it said in books or would it be OK? Heidi stood, shivering slightly, thoughts running around her head as Jim pulled down his fly and dropped his pants to the floor. His erection was almost painful, contained in his tight boxer shorts. He looked down and could see the shape of his cock, protruding, bulging, and trying to break free. He looked up at Heidi and smiled reassuringly as she looked at his cock as if it were some dangerous animal, her hands clenched tight at her sides. Jim took a step forward and she stiffened, stepping back, as if she were afraid. What is she scared of? Jim thought to himself, hasn't she seen a cock before? Heidi kept stepping back until she was bumped up against the wardrobe. What was he going to do to her with that monster? He came closer, his hand cupping his swollen hardness until he was centimetres away. He kissed her again, and again, his hands going behind her, cupping her round ass, lifting her up so his engorged dick pressed against her little white panties. He heard her cry out slightly, as he pressed harder, the heat from his groin warming her. His mouth against hers he whispered, 'I'm not going to hurt you Heidi.' their eyes met. 'You can tell me to stop anytime; I won't do anything you don't want.' He kissed her once more and she responded, her lips moving with his. He pressed harder against her, his chest pressing against her breasts, as her hands went around his neck. Slowly, he carried her over to the bed, their lips still locked. He laid her down breaking away from her mouth and kissed her neck, down her throat to one of her breasts which he kissed softly before moving down to her stomach, down her thigh and then up again, pausing between her legs. Oh God, Heidi thought as Jim paused there, his breathing hoarse with lust. He pushed his mouth up against her panties, and she gasped, 'No Jim, don't.' He paused for the second time, inhaling the scent of her cunt. 'Why not?' 'It's dirty.' Heidi said shamefully, her eyes squeezed tight shut. 'You smell so good,' Jim muttered, pulling away, moving back up her body and kissing her hard on the mouth, his hands pulling frantically at her panties until they tore. 'Jim!' Heidi gasped as she realised what he'd done 'Who cares?' He grunted as he pulled at his own boxers, kicking them off, finally releasing his erection. His mouth was at her ear now, his solid chest against her hard nipples, 'Spread your legs.' He whispered, his fingers finding the place he needed to go. He positioned his cock at her opening and began to push, his breathing all over the place, as he forced his way into her tight hole. 'Fuck, Heidi, you're so tight.' He gasped as he pushed harder. Heidi's eyes were shut tight, her yelps of pain almost agreeing with him. Jim gave a sudden hard ram and Heidi screamed out loud as he broke her hymen and filled her suddenly with his eight inches of hard cock. She threw her head back at this enormous intrusion into her tight passage and gasped in pain as he paused there. 'Heidi?' he asked in surprise. 'You're a virgin?!' She didn't reply, her eyes closed tight, gasping as the sharp pain began to subside, 'Heidi?' Jim enquired again. She opened her eyes, 'Not any more.' She whispered, as they kissed again. 'Does it still hurt?' Jim murmured his brow furrowed. It did but Heidi shook her head; she didn't really care. 'No it doesn't.' 'Wrap your legs around my waist.' He whispered and she did so. Jim pulled almost the full way out and then pushed back in, his cock pulsating. Long, slow strokes, in and out, in and out he said to himself, as he slid from her tight passage. Her eyes were closed again, her mouth issuing little gasps of pain or surprise, Jim didn't know which. He began thrusting faster, slamming back into her, making the bed shake slightly. Her hands came up and gripped his hard biceps, her nails digging in slightly as she clung to him. Jim could feel her legs sweating against him and he could see the light sheen of sweat over her beautiful face. He pulled up, supporting himself on his hands, her fingers still clinging to him and began to go even harder, grunting like an animal. 'Yes,' he gasped, 'God, Heidi, you're so hot.' Heidi wrapped her legs tighter round his waist, the feelings of his cock making her gasp, as she breathed erratically. 'Open your eyes.' Jim instructed, 'Watch me as I fuck you, baby.' Heidi forced her eyes open, meeting his intense brown stare, his face a picture of concentration. He was sweating profusely, grunting but always gazing into her eyes, the perspiration on his handsome face shining in the moonlight. Heidi felt drugged, stars in her head as Jim fucked her hard and fast. She could feel her pussy getting wetter and wetter, and she knew what was about to happen. She felt her hips begin to move with his, lifting up from the bed; every time his cock disappeared into her, their hips touched. They were both slick, sliding against each other in ecstasy: It was amazing. Jim loved the sensations. He'd never felt such passion when fucking anyone else, had never enjoyed it so much. Heidi's pussy began to clench around his cock and he knew she was about to orgasm. His eyes continued to stare into hers. 'Don't look away.' He gasped, 'I want to see your face as you cum.' He was moving at top speed now and it was just seconds before she screamed, her orgasm tearing through her, her pussy compressing down onto his hard dick as she shook, moaning in pleasure, her eyes rolling back. Jim came simultaneously, his cum shooting up into her pussy, his cock spasming deep inside her, his balls emptying as he roared triumphantly. 'Yes, oh, fuck....' He thrust in a couple more times before slumping down on top of her, their sweat mingling. After a few minutes of silence he began slowly pulling his cock out of her. 'That was fucking amazing.' He whispered, rolling off her. They lay there a few more minutes, until their breathing became regular and then Heidi slowly stood up. 'Where are you going?' Jim asked looking at her in surprise. 'I seriously need a shower.' she said, running her fingers through her hair. 'Yeah, me too.' Jim agreed, forcing himself out of bed. Heidi followed him into the bathroom. He turned the light on and they blinked in the fluorescent brightness. Jim looked down at his cock. It was covered in blood and cum; the same liquids that were drying on Heidi's legs. He turned on the water and they stepped into the shower, the warm stream cascading down onto them, washing away the sweat and other residues on their bodies. Jim began soaping Heidi, running his hands down her shoulders, over her breasts, down her thighs. She sighed, leaned back against him and he dropped the soap, hugging her from behind. The small of her back was pressing against his dick and he began to get hard again, his breathing rough. Heidi straightened up and he touched her pussy, stooping, running his hands along her slit, fitting his cock between her ass cheeks. She sighed, continued washing and he began prising her ass apart, rubbing his dick along the crack. Heidi jumped as he made contact with her anus and pulled away, 'No Jim, not there, please, I can't.....' He pulled her back to him 'Don't worry sweetheart. Remember what I promised. I'm just touching.' She leaned back against him in relief, the water cleansing them both for a few more minutes and then they stepped out, drying off with the towels on the radiator. Heidi pulled her long black hair into a ponytail with an elastic band and walked back into the bedroom. She looked around for her clothes. 'What are you doing?' Jim asked, watching her, his cock still hard from the feel of her in the shower. 'I should probably go home.' Heidi said, picking up her dress. 'No, not yet.' Jim said, 'Stay a bit longer.' He took the dress away from her and put it back on the chair, kissing her, pulling gently on her damp ponytail. 'What do you want to go home for?' He pulled her back over to the bed and pushed her down, kissing her furiously, drops of water falling onto her from his hair. 'We've got plenty of time Heidi. Why don't we have a little more fun?' He moved around, nibbled at her ear, licking it, his cock getting harder by the second. He wanted her again and again and again. 'Let's go once more.' He whispered, 'In a different position.' Heidi looked at him uneasily. 'What position?' 'Don't look so scared.' Jim whispered, 'Get on all fours. You'll enjoy it, I promise.' He straightened up and pulled her up. She clambered onto the bed on her hands and knees and looked around at Jim who had moved behind her. 'Like this?' she asked. 'Yes, exactly like that.' He looked at her from behind, her knees bent, ass in the air, tits beneath her and groaned in utter pleasure. This was the best night of his life. He ran his hands down her back and over her ass, feeling her warmth; he slid a finger down her slit and felt the wetness. She was ready for him. He rubbed up and down her slit until she was all wet and then slid a finger into her tight entrance. She shifted slightly at the intrusion and he added a second finger making her gasp. He pulled them out, satisfied and began stroking his dick until it was rock hard. Without warning, he thrust it, with one heave, up into her hot little pussy, grabbing her tiny waist to stop her form moving. She screamed, more out of shock than pain, and then gasped as the feeling of fullness set in again, her tits heaving beneath her. Jim smiled to himself as he began fucking her with slow steady strokes, calming her down. 'How do you feel baby?' he asked, his hips connecting with her ass every time he went deep inside her. 'You OK?' 'Yeah,' Heidi gasped, between moans, 'I'm fine.' 'You mind if we pick up the pace a little?' She shook her head and Jim began thrusting harder, faster, clinging to her hips. Heidi's fingers were gripping the bedspread, as Jim hammered her from behind. It felt so wonderful, she thought, as she gasped, her heart pounding away inside her. Jim was enjoying it thoroughly. He reached around and touched Heidi's engorged clit. He began rubbing it, making her gasp even louder. He was running his fingers along, and pinching every so often, still fucking her hard and fast. He looked down at his cock drilling into her pussy and thrust even faster. He could feel another orgasm building inside him and he wanted to cum with her again. He rubbed her clit, harder, faster, until she was moaning. 'Yes, Jim!' she cried out, 'Oh yes!' Jim was caught up in his own pleasure. 'Come on,' he muttered, urging his orgasm on. He could feel the sensations beginning deep inside him, 'Come on!' he growled to himself as he fucked harder and faster his hips slapping into her ass cheeks every other second. He could feel Heidi's orgasm descending on her, could tell by her strangled moans, as she tried to push his fingers away from her throbbing clit. 'Jim!' she screamed, her body sweating furiously, 'Oh God, Jim! Please!' Her fingers were scrabbling at his hand, trying to pull it away from her but he was too strong and he fingered her until she bucked, screaming, her pussy clenching around his dick as she came hard and fast, almost crying with the force of her orgasm, her body shuddering uncontrollably. Jim groaned as he felt his own pinnacle coming and he gripped her waist again as he slammed into her, spurting his cum inside her, one, two, three, four times until his balls were empty and his cock slowly softening. Gently, he pulled out of her and crawled onto the bed slumping next to her as she collapsed. Heidi couldn't believe what had just happened as she lay there, exhausted. Jim groaned, put his arm around her bare shoulders and kissed her tenderly on the lips, his fingers stroking her skin softly, his leg draped over hers. Heidi kissed him back, limbs heavy with weariness. She opened her eyes slowly to see him gazing at her, his warm brown irises fixated on her own. She broke the kiss and smiled at him as his hand fell to her waist, snuggling her in close, warming every element in her body. Her eyes began to shut uncontrollably but just as she was about to drift off, a harsh sound begun. 'What...?' she muttered as she propped herself up on one elbow. Jim got up slowly and walked round to the chair, picked up her purse and handed it to her. He sat down, pushed her hair out of her eyes. 'Who is it?' She pulled the phone out and pressed the green button. 'Hello?' 'Heidi, where the hell are you?' Heidi's mouth dropped open. It was Leon. Love, Sex and Money -- Chapter Two 'Heidi?' Leon's voice came down the line again, loud and clear. Heidi stared at Jim speechless, her fingers gripping the phone. 'Can you hear me?' Leon demanded. Heidi licked her dry lips, 'Yeah,' she whispered 'I thought you wanted me to pick you up.' Leon said. 'Oh, uh...yeah, I got a lift home.' Heidi replied, squeezing her eyes shut, praying he didn't know what had happened. 'You could have told me.' Leon muttered. 'Anyway how did the poker go? How much did you win?' 'I, uh, erm, look, my uh...., I've got to go...I'll call you later, yeah?' Heidi hit the red button before Leon could respond and switched the phone off, her hands shaking as she shoved it back into her purse. Love, Sex and Money ~ Leon stared out of his windscreen in disbelief, still holding his phone to his ear. What the hell was wrong with that girl? She'd left him waiting for her call and now she'd hung up on him? What was going on? He dialled Mike's number hoping his friend could shed some light on the situation, seeing as though he'd been in the casino all night. ~ Jim watched as Heidi pushed past him, trying to find her clothes and shoes, smoothing her hair. 'Who was that?' he asked nonchalantly. Heidi looked at him for a fleeting second then turned away, 'My mom. She was wondering where I was. I should be at home.' 'Really?' Jim said, getting up, and pulling on a clean t shirt. 'Yeah.' Heidi lied, searching frantically for her underwear. 'So, uh, you live with your parents?'' Jim asked, as he put on a pair of boxer shorts. 'Huh?' Heidi said, 'Oh, uh, I don't. Where the hell are my pants?' Jim picked the scrap of white material up from the bed and held it out to her. 'They're torn.' Heidi said in panic. 'Well, yeah.' Jim said, 'I tore them, remember? You can wear my boxers if you want.' He held out a pair to her and she hurriedly put them on, without thinking, anxious to leave as soon as possible. 'Why are you in such a rush?' Jim asked, 'It's 4 in the morning.' 'I told you.' Heidi said, 'I need to go home.' 'That wasn't your mom, was it?' Jim asked as she smoothed down her dress. Heidi straightened up and looked around for her purse. 'Yeah it was.' She said, not looking him in the eye. 'Who else would it be?' 'I don't know.' Jim said coolly, 'Leon perhaps?' Heidi turned away, looking at her reflection in the mirror. Then she crossed the room and picked up her purse before heading to the door. 'You're going?' Jim asked, 'Just like that?' 'Yes, I'm going.' Heidi said, 'Just like this.' 'Don't you want a lift?' Jim asked, picking up his jacket and feeling for his keys in the pocket. 'No.' Heidi said shortly, as she opened the door, 'I can manage.' 'It's Leon isn't it?' Jim said abruptly, 'it was him on the phone, wasn't it?' Heidi stared at him for a couple of seconds, her hand on the door and then she shook her head. 'No.' 'So you're leaving a hotel room at four in the morning of entirely your own accord?' 'No, I said, my mom...' Jim walked across the room and slammed the door shut. 'Will you just stop it?' he shouted. Heidi shrunk back against the wall, terrified as he towered over her. 'Stop what?' she whispered. 'Stop acting like everything's fine. Talk to me Heidi. I can help you.' Heidi shook her head, fighting back tears, 'No you can't Jim. You're so nice but you can't do anything. You don't understand.' 'I do.' Jim whispered, 'Please Heidi, trust me.' 'I can't. I have to go.' Heidi pushed past him and walked out of the door, down the corridor and into the lift, her hands shaking as the doors glided shut. ~ Mike was making out with a girl whose name he didn't know when his phone began to ring in his pocket. 'I've got to take this.' He said apologetically to the girl who was too drunk to care. He pressed the green button. 'Leon, what's up?' 'What's up!? What happened? Heidi has gone all weird, wouldn't talk to me properly. What happened?' Mike smirked to himself, drunkenly. 'Oh right yeah.' he paused, recalling. 'Yeah, she lost. Really badly. Went home with that Jim guy.' 'What?' Leon couldn't believe his ears. 'She was trying to win it all back and he gave her a chance but she was out of money so he said she could wager herself in. He got a royal flush and took her to his for the rest of the night.' Leon's mouth was dry, the blood pounding in his ears. 'She went?' he croaked out 'What else could she do? Everyone was watching.' Leon hurled the phone out of the car window and watched it hit a mailbox. He gripped the steering wheel, his entire body shaking. Jim Mitchell. That son of a fucking bitch. Who the fuck did he think he was? He'd gone way too far this time. Heidi belonged to Leon, everyone knew that. Leon shut his eyes tight. He was going to kill that bastard. ~ Heidi got out of the cab in front of her apartment and walked up the stairs, letting herself in. She showered, for longer than usual, the worry in her head amplifying as the water soothed her body. So much had changed in the last few hours. She stepped out of the shower and went into her room. It was 5 am. She decided not to go to bed though every bone in her body disagreed with her. She took out her work suit from her wardrobe and slowly got dressed, before going through to the kitchen and eating a bowl of Cheerios. She'd bought them for when her sister came over to stay but right now she didn't care how high the sugar percentage was, they tasted damn well good. Sighing, she washed her bowl and picked up her bag, emptying it and putting in the things she'd need for work. She glanced at the kitchen clock. It was only 6am. She decided to leave anyway and walked the mile to the train station getting the earlier service. A half hour later she was buying a coffee from the stand in reception, killing time, before heading up to her office. She already knew it was going to be a long day. ~ Jim was still sat on the edge of the bed, his head in his hands. How could he have let her walk away? Pacing the room, he decided to not go to work today. He had too much on his mind. Being the CEO, he could do what he wanted, right? He stripped, and walked into the shower. He had to find her. First stop, the casino, someone there must know something about her. He dressed hurriedly and grabbed an apple from the fruit bowl, pulling on his jacket. He left the room and went out to the parking lot before driving to Andrejes. It was a quarter to seven but there were still people milling about. He went to the bar and called over the bartender. 'Simon, that girl, here last night, do you know who she is?' The man looked at him, wearily amused, 'There were hundreds of girls here last night Jim. Any details?' 'Long dark hair, wearing sunglasses, I was having a drink with her...?' Simon furrowed his brow as he thought for a moment. 'Heidi?' he asked. 'Yes! Do you know anything else about her?' 'She's here about every month or so. Very polite. Always nice to me, not like these other ones. Her surnames something like, uh, Jenkins, I think. You could ask at the trade counter. Oh, better still, ask Leon Jackson, he's always around with her.' Jim smiled, strained, 'Thanks mate.' 'No problem.' Simon said with a grin as he continued polishing the glasses, watching his friend rush off. Jim went back into the foyer to the trade booth. 'Hi.' He said to the blonde lady there, 'I'm looking for details on a Heidi Jenkins, you got anything?' The woman looked at him tiredly. 'We don't give out personal details.' She said looking away. Jim pulled out his wallet and pushed a few hundred dollar bills under the glass. 'Come on,' he said, 'Please, you have to help me.' The woman took the bills and glanced around, before putting them in a stack of papers. 'OK' she whispered, 'What's the name?' 'Heidi Jenkins.' She tapped into a keyboard and then turned the monitor around to face him. 'We scan all the ID's. This is hers. She was here yesterday.' Jim looked at the image on the screen. There was a photo of Heidi, smiling out of the screen. DOB 18/9/1990, name Heidi Jenkins, Address, 28G Waterfront Residence, Atlantic City. He scribbled the address down on a piece of paper the woman handed to him. 'Thanks.' He said, as the woman pulled the screen back round towards her. 'Thanks so much. You have no idea how much this means to me.' He turned and strode back to his car, tapping the address into his Satnav. If this didn't work, nothing would. He pulled out of the parking lot. 'Turn left.' The neutral female voice said. Jim turned left. An hour later, he pulled up outside a block of apartments. Stepping inside to the porch, he looked at the names next to the bells. E, F, G Jenkins. He smiled and pressed the bell. No response. He tried a couple more times but there was still no answer. She must have left, or been asleep he thought to himself. He'd come back later. ~ Leon was pacing across his kitchen as Mike, Josh and the others watched. The atmosphere was tense. They all knew what a temper he had and they all knew it wouldn't be wise to speak. Leon grabbed a bottle of Budweiser from the refrigerator and pulled the top off, taking a long swig. It was empty in a couple of minutes and he took another before walking out, out of the house, slamming the door. He called Heidi again, using Mike's mobile but her phone still wasn't switched on. She was probably at work he mused. An image came into his head of her behind a desk and he smiled. Then it was replaced with an image of her naked, being defiled by Jim Mitchell, moaning as that son-of-a-bitch hurt her, and he felt sick, his head pounding. How could this have happened? ~ It was 9pm when Jim set off back to Heidi's apartment. He'd found her forgotten jewellery on the window sill and took it with him to return to her. She must be home by now, he thought. Or she must be awake. He stopped at an off license on the way and picked up a pack of Stella's. The roads were quiet and he was quite relaxed as he drove, telling himself he could work something out with her. How could she not want his help? He swung into her parking lot for the second time that day and went and pressed her bell. Still no response. What the hell? Maybe she knew it was him and wasn't opening up on purpose. He stood there for a few minutes, debating with himself and then hit a couple more bells, slurring into the speaker, 'Lost my key.' The door clicked open and he walked in quietly, the Stella's in the crook of his arm. He paused at the bottom of the stairs as a couple of people opened their doors, apparently looking for the drunken slob who'd lost his key. When they'd gone, he started up the stairs, taking them two at a time. Her apartment was on the third floor and he tapped on the door gently, not wanting to alert the other residents of his presence. There was no response. He tried the door before glancing at the lock. It was fairly simple. He dropped to his knees and pulled out a biro and a paperclip. Hanging out with the wrong crowd in senior high had had its advantages. After a few minutes, the lock clicked open. Jim opened the door and stepped inside before turning into what must have been the living room. He flicked on the lights. It was sparsely finished with a sofa, an armchair, a coffee table and a bookcase. There was a small TV on a stand in the corner and an entertainment centre with a CD cabinet next to it. Jim looked around the rest of the apartment. It was pretty much the same everywhere. clean and tidy, fit for purpose. He set the Stella's down on the coffee table and popped one open before walking over to the CD's and examining them. Most were current pop music, there was a bit of Taylor Swift, Beyonce, Rihanna, Katy Perry, lots of Eminem. There was rock, he smiled as he noticed Cross Road: The Best of Bon Jovi and some Paramore. There were The Killers, some of their singles and two albums; Sam's Town and Day & Age. There was some Queen and then he noticed David Bowie: Diamond Dogs. He pulled it out and slotted it in to the CD player, skipping to Rebel Rebel and pressed repeat, turning the sound up. He sat down on the armchair and waited, drinking his beer and soaking in his all-time favourite song. ~ It was 9:34 when the train screeched to a halt and Heidi stepped off. Work had been OK but she hadn't been able to concentrate. She walked the distance home, deciding not to go to Leon's. He'd left countless messages and texts on her phone and though she knew she couldn't avoid him forever, tonight she couldn't be bothered. She hurried the twenty blocks to her apartment, not even noticing it was unlocked and slammed the door behind her, locking it. All she could think of was her warm bed. She didn't have anything to do for the whole of tomorrow as it was a Sunday. Man, she could snooze all day. She dropped her purse and took off her shoes before freezing as she realised that music was pounding out of the sitting room. She crept to the door and looked around it, only to see Jim drinking beer sitting in her armchair, in her apartment as if he owned it. 'What the hell are you doing here?' she asked in a hoarse whisper. Jim got up, a hard, determined look in his eyes. He didn't speak, just kissed her hard on the mouth, his hands creeping up her shirt, feeling her soft skin. Heidi impulsively kissed him back, needing him, her heart pounding as his fingers scrabbled at the buttons on her blouse. She felt her own hands clawing at his shirt, pulling it off; wanting to feel that hard muscle she knew was underneath, her nails scraping his chest. And then as she felt his dick, hard against her stomach, she was pulling off her own trousers, desperate for that amazing release, wanting him inside her. But he was moving too slow, still kissing her mouth, hands caressing her naked shoulders and arms. She pulled at his belt buckle and he laughed, hoarsely, his lips against hers as she struggled with it, her fingers sweating. His hands came down on hers; guiding them, until the belt was loose and she could pull his trousers down, her fingers brushing against his purely male organ making him groan in lust, pushing her down onto the sofa. He broke away, and they stared at each other for just a moment before he pulled off her underwear, sliding his long fingers along her wet opening. She watched as he kicked off his boxers before he knelt on the sofa, in front of her, his fingers running in and out of her cunt. He looked down at her, wrapping his free hand around his dick before he slid a third finger inside her, making her buck up slightly, gasping. With a wicked smile he forced his fourth finger in, making her scream at the intrusion. 'Jim! Don't, that hurts!' He withdrew his fingers, grabbing her wrists and wrenching them above her head, his mouth on hers again, kissing her, his tongue almost down her throat. Slowly he began to push his fully erect dick into her tight opening, his chest pressing down on her nipples as he gasped for breath. His free hand stroked her body, fingers trailing down her cheek, down her neck, squeezing those beautiful, firm tits, his hands marvelling at the flatness of her toned stomach. She groaned as he filled her, his enormous dick stretching her and then he released her wrists, reached down, grabbed her knees and pulled them up, folding her in half, opening her wider to him. Heidi closed her eyes as he pulled almost fully out of her, before slamming back in with force, making her cry out in pain and pleasure. As her moans rose in pitch, he began going harder, faster, slamming into her as she writhed in pleasure. He could feel her tight walls resisting him and that just made him want it more, her cries spurring him on as she orgasmed, shouting his name, bathed in sweat. He didn't stop though. Over and over again he thrust his cock into her, his mouth on her neck, his breathing hoarse. Finally he could feel that unstoppable orgasm creeping up on him, his teeth clenched; he began to go at maximum force, opening his eyes as Heidi cried out, in panic. 'JIM! Oh, God, Jim!' He smiled at her confused brown eyes. 'I know baby, this is fucking amazing.' But she wasn't looking at him; her eyes were directed over his shoulder at something, or someone he couldn't see. 'Jim! Get off!' He slowed his plunges, turned, and looked over his shoulder only to see Leon standing there, a can of beer in his hand, a look of fury on his face. Oh shit. With a groan of desperation, Heidi pushed Jim away, grabbing her clothes, trying to hide her body from Leon's shocked gaze. 'Leon, I'm sorry! I don't know what I was thinking! It was an accident!' Leon smirked in spite of himself. 'What? You tripped? Fell? Landed on his dick?' Heidi was breathing hard, still feeling the tremors inside of her, 'Leon, I can explain.' Jim had pulled his boxers back on. 'You don't need to explain anything to him Heidi.' He put his arm around her shoulders. Heidi wriggled away, sensing Leon's rage. 'Yeah, he's right.' Leon said, walking over to Jim, 'He's the one who needs to fucking explain.' Without warning his fist shot out, catching Jim clean on the jaw, knocking him off balance. Heidi screamed as Leon raised his fist again. 'What the fuck do you think you're doing?' he demanded, his green eyes full of anger. 'Using her to get back at me? What sort of an ugly fucker are you?' 'It wasn't like that Leon!' Heidi said desperately, pulling her shirt and underwear on, 'He likes me!' Leon looked at her, his eyes full of pity. 'No Heidi. I'm sorry, but I know this motherfucker. He doesn't want you; he just wants to piss me off. I've seen guys like this before. Go and clean up. I'll talk to you when I've sorted this dickhead out.' Jim had straightened up, 'You watch your mouth.' He said, and then, 'Don't listen to him Heidi. He's just jealous. I do want you.' 'Jealous?' Leon said in disgust, and Jim could smell the alcohol on his breath. 'Heidi's like a daughter to me! Why the fuck would I be jealous? You're a sick pervert; she's barely half your age!' He threw another punch at Jim, who swerved at the last moment, his own fists clenched. Heidi pushed him away, facing Leon, 'Please, Leon, I'm sorry. For everything. The money, now this, I didn't mean to make you angry. Don't do this.' Leon stared down at her, 'Are you defending this bastard? I swear to you, you have no idea what's going on here. You're just a kid; you don't understand! Get out of my way!' Heidi stood her ground. 'No! Leon, stop it, you're drunk. You don't know what you're doing! Please just go! Go now!' Leon looked at her dumbfounded. 'You want me to go?' Heidi nodded, slowly, fearfully and Leon shrugged, 'OK, fine, you stupid bitch. I'll go. But when all this ends up pear shaped, don't bother running back to me, because I don't give a shit any more.' He drained his beer and slammed the empty can down on the coffee table, his eyes flashing. 'Some friend you turned out to be.' He walked out, slamming the door behind him. Heidi, turned, looked at Jim before frantically dressing and racing out after Leon. Jim stared, sitting down on the sofa, running a hand through his hair. Now what? Love, Sex and Money -- Chapter Three Jim sat on the sofa, his head pounding, jaw throbbing from where Leon had struck him. It was with an insane desire to laugh that he realised the CD player was still on and he got up, turning it off, pulling his trousers and shirt back on. The door opened and Heidi came in, her face wet with tears. 'He's gone,' she said in a choked voice, 'Drove off.' Jim shrugged, 'So? What do you care, you're better off without him.' Heidi looked up at him in disgust. 'Maybe you should go.' she said. 'There's no point in you being here now. We're done.' 'I'm not going anywhere.' Jim said, folding his arms. Heidi gave a forced laugh. 'Uh, that's not your choice. This is my apartment and I want you to leave. So leave.' 'Not going to happen.' Jim said, 'Not until you talk to me.' 'I am talking to you.' Heidi said. 'No, I mean really. Tell me what's going on, and tell me why you don't want me.' 'I can't be bothered.' Heidi said, sitting down, her head in her hands, refusing to look at him. 'What are you on about?' Jim asked. 'You can't be bothered?! You're really annoying me now. Stop messing me about.' Heidi glared at him, 'I'm not messing you about! You're the one who marches uninvited into my house and refuses to leave. You piss Leon off and now he's not going to talk to me. I don't want anything more to do with you. If I hadn't met you, my life would be so much better. Can't you just go as suddenly as you came?' Love, Sex and Money 'No I can't just go.' Jim said, 'And it's not as if you just bumped into me in the casino, is it? You were looking for me. You could have told me to leave you alone then, couldn't you? Oh no, sorry you couldn't, because your precious Leon was desperate to humiliate me, and instead of washing your hands of him, you go back to him again. What is wrong with your mind girl? Here I am, offering you a way out and you throw it all back in my face!' They glared at each other for a moment and then Heidi spoke again, her voice trembling, 'You don't know what you're talking about Jim. You think it's so easy for me to just say no and walk away; you have no idea how deep I am in it all. You think I wouldn't want to be with someone like you for the rest of my life? I would but I can't because....because...Leon has been so good to me, all these years...... and he's nice really....I can't.....I'm sorry Jim.....I can't.' She buried her face in her hands, sobbing, her shoulders shaking violently. Jim stood there feeling like an utter shit. He walked over to the sofa and sat down next to her, pulling her into his arms. 'Don't cry, sweetheart. Please, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you.' He held tight to her shaking figure, stroking her hair, whispering soothing words until she was still. He kissed her on the head and then softly on the nape of the neck, his fingers brushing the side of her breast but she pulled away. 'I'm so tired Jim. Please, I want to go to bed.' He sighed, released her, watched as she walked out, heard the water in the bathroom as she cleaned her teeth. She reappeared a few minutes later with some blankets. 'You can stay here if you want. Do you want the bed, or are you OK with the sofa?' 'I think I'll manage here.' Jim said with a grin, taking the pile of blankets. Heidi gave him a small smile before disappearing down the corridor, switching off the light in the hall. He heard her moving around for a couple more minutes and then everything was quiet. He got up and pulled off his shoes and socks. Next his jacket and shirt. Usually he slept nude but had a feeling that it wouldn't be wise so kept his boxers on. The couch was far too small for his frame so he lay down on the floor instead, staring at the digital clock on the bookcase until his eyes closed. ~ He woke up at 11 the next morning. Everything was quiet. Stretching his stiff limbs he dragged himself up off the floor and into the kitchen. He washed with cold water, too lazy to dress and went down to Heidi's room. He stuck his head around the door. The curtains were drawn; it was silent apart from steady breathing and the tick of the clock on the wall. Jim closed the door and went back down the corridor. He sighed, went to the kitchen and made some toast. He had some himself, then put a tray together and took it to Heidi's room. She was still asleep. He set the tray down on her desk as an idea formed in his head. Dropping his boxers, he went over to the bed and pulled her pants down. Gently he parted her legs and licked her slowly, tasting her. He heard her mumble in her sleep and licked, slowly, rhythmically until she calmed down. He could see her clit, and he licked it, licked up and down her wet slit, tasting the very depths of her. He began running circles around her clit with his tongue, making it hard and swollen before pushing his rough tongue into her cunt, in and out. He could feel her moving slightly as she was about to wake up, and he held onto her hips as he sucked her clit into his mouth, one of his hands now pushing up to her cunt. He pushed a finger into her, now sucking both of her pussy lips into his hungry mouth, and squeezed another finger in. Heidi had woken up now and was moaning, trying to drag herself away from him, saying things he couldn't comprehend. He began finger fucking her now, and her hips rose up as he sucked harder, the beginnings of a monster orgasm descending on her. He sucked her hard clit into his mouth once more, and heard her whimper as her legs started to sweat. He curled his fingers inside her tight cunt, finding her spot and then she came, hard, screaming, fighting him to release her, which he did after a few more licks. She was writhing and moaning wildly in pleasure for a few more moments until it faded away and she lay, gasping for breath. Jim lay down on the bed and pulled her round so she was straddling him, her legs spread over his hard dick. He reached down, flicked her clit a few times, positioning his rock hard cock at her entrance before pushing slowly into her. The small bed creaked as he began fucking her, she gasped, throwing her head back. He reached up, pulled her t shirt off and fondled her tits, playing with the nipples as she bounced around on his cock, her moans filling the air as he thrust deeper and deeper into her tight cunt. 'JIM! Urrgghh! Oh god, yes!' Heidi was screaming as Jim held fast to her hips, moving her up and down his cock, until she came, screaming, her pussy clenching around him. Jim continued fucking her, thrusting upwards, her juices making them slide easily together. Heidi was holding onto his muscular thighs between her legs, hanging on for dear life as he fucked her mercilessly, making her orgasm again and again, until her mind was a blur. 'JIM! Stop!' she screamed as she clenched around his thick cock again, squeezing it hard. Jim continued fucking her, driving his cock into her again and again, her hips moving with him, her moans getting louder and higher, her nails digging into his legs. Finally, he began moving erratically, grunting louder until he roared, delivering gush after gush of hot spunk into her tight pussy as she screamed, almost passing out. Jim grunted as he pulled his limp cock out of her, pulling her down to lie on top of him, as they both gasped. 'Jim. You are one hell of a guy.' She whispered, kissing him before rolling down next to him. 'God.' Was all Jim could say as he dragged himself up and got the breakfast tray. 'Here you go, sweetheart.' Heidi looked at him in astonishment. 'You're so sweet.' Jim smiled, slightly embarrassed. 'So, what are you going to do?' Heidi looked at him questioningly. 'About what?' 'Leon. Do you still want to talk to him or what?' Heidi gasped, 'Oh God yeah. He's probably calmed down now. I'll call him, apologise. That's OK, right?' Jim sighed, contemplating, 'OK, fine, but bring the phone here and put it on loudspeaker.' Heidi nodded and was back a minute later. Jim pulled her into his lap as she called the number and put the volume up. 'Heidi?' 'Yes Leon, it's me.' 'Is Jim there now?' 'Jim? No, no, he went ages ago.' 'Did you do anything with him?' 'What?' 'Did you sleep with him again?' Heidi flushed, 'No, no, of course not!' 'I'm glad to hear it. Anyway why are you calling?' 'I just wanted to say I'm really sorry Leon. I didn't know Jim and you hated each other like that and I hope you're not annoyed.' 'Well, I'm not annoyed at you obviously but who does that dickhead think he is?' Heidi felt Jim stiffen as he heard the insult. 'I don't know Leon. It doesn't matter though, he's gone now.' 'Son of a bitch.' Leon muttered and Heidi jumped as Jim made a grab for the phone. She shook her head at him furiously and he settled down, glowering. '...thinks he's something special.' Leon was saying. 'Yeah,' Heidi said soothingly. 'Anyway, so we're OK now, right?' 'Course, sweetheart.' Leon's voice softened, 'I'm sorry, really I am. I shouldn't have yelled at you like that. You weren't deliberately trying to hurt me. Look, don't worry about the money, I'm just glad everything's cool between us. Look, come over later, yeah? I've got something to give you.' 'Oh uh OK. What is it?' 'Nothing much. I just want to see you really.' 'OK see you then.' 'See you kid.' The line went dead. Jim glared at her. 'You are not going over there.' 'Why not?' Jim scoffed, 'That man can't be trusted. You can't go there alone.' 'For God's sake Jim, what's the worst he can do? He's my friend.' Jim looked at her sadly. 'How can he be your friend, when you're so different? He's disgusting and you're so lovely.' Heidi shrugged, 'He's nice underneath.' She said, 'You just have to know him.' She got up, walked out of the room and into the bathroom. After showering and dressing she dried her hair before going into the sitting room where Jim was waiting. He'd showered too and was wearing the same clothes as yesterday. 'So, I'm going to Leon's OK?' 'It's not OK but I guess you have to.' Jim said grumpily. Heidi smiled, kissed him on the cheek. 'Are you staying here?' 'Yeah, if you don't mind. I might go out for a paper but otherwise I think I'd rather be here than at the hotel.' 'OK, cool.' Heidi put on her shoes and picked up her bag, 'See you later then.' 'Bye.' Jim said. A moment later, the door slammed shut. He heard her going down the stairs and sat down on the sofa. It was going to be a long wait. 'Hi Heidi.' Leon pulled her into a tight hug as she entered his house. It was oddly quiet. 'Hey Leon. Is anyone else here?' 'No, I got rid of them; I didn't want anyone disturbing us. So, are you hungry?' 'No, not really.' Heidi replied as she followed him to the dining room. She sat down on one of the sofas while Leon went to the kitchen and returned with a bottle of wine. 'Oh, no, Leon. I don't want anything to drink.' She said quickly, but he'd already gone back to the kitchen, returning with two glasses and a corkscrew. He closed the door and sat next to her, opening the bottle and pouring the drinks, pushing one into her hand. They drank, Leon swallowing it all, Heidi sipping at it before setting her glass down. Leon leaned back, turning sideways so he could look at her. 'Relax,' he said, running his finger down the side of her face to her chin. 'I won't hurt you.' Heidi smiled at him and he smiled back, 'Leon, I'm really sorry about Jim. He shouldn't have been there.' Leon's face darkened when she mentioned his name and his voice was tight as he said, 'I don't want to talk about him.' 'Me neither.' Heidi said hastily, sensing the danger in the air. 'Anyway, Leon, anything new going on?' 'No, not really.' Leon was still frowning, looking down, his hand absentmindedly stroking her hair. 'So, uh, didn't you say you had something for me?' Leon looked up, his distracted green eyes snapping back to reality. 'Oh yeah, hang on.' He got up and went out of the room. Heidi heard his feet pounding up the stairs and some clanking about upstairs. Heidi sat back and sighed. Who was this man? In the three years she'd known him, she still knew very little about his life. She looked around at the pictures on the wall, the same pictures that had hung here as long as she could remember. Leon's moods changed so much but it was weird how his house remained the same through all the times, good and bad. She heard Leon coming back downstairs and turned, putting a smile on her face. He held out a rectangular cardboard box. Heidi looked at him questioningly. He sat down next to her on the sofa again. 'Open it.' He said and she could feel the heat and smell the wine on his breath as she turned the package between her fingers. Filled with curiosity, she pulled off the lid. Inside was a framed photograph of Leon and her. It must have been taken without them knowing because neither of them was looking at the camera, they were both laughing, clutching at each other. Memories came flooding back.... It had been over three years ago, Heidi had left home, sick of her step father. Since her real father had died, Pete had been on the scene, trying to control her and her little sister. Her Mom had been withdrawn, confused at how cruelly her loving husband had been ripped out of their lives and in her confusion she had made the grave mistake of marrying Pete, the first man to show her attention, the man who really wanted the money that Heidi's dad had left behind. At the first possible opportunity, he had packed Mary, Heidi's sister off to their grandma's, a place she was glad to go. Better to be at her doting grandmother's than at home, where Mommy always cried and Pete always shouted. Unfortunately, Heidi's grandmother couldn't afford to keep both her granddaughters with her and so Heidi was alone at home, in the middle of a dysfunctional family. Pete had been a right bastard. Always trying to act like her father, telling her to do her homework, taking away her phone, stopping her from talking to friends. Her own father had been a saint, now here was this cheap imitation, acting like he cared when the only thing he cared about was money. Heidi spent all her time rebelling against him, acting up, and hoping he would go. But he wouldn't. He stayed, making her life a misery, until one evening she realised he would never budge. It would be her who had to leave her childhood home at just 14, finding her own way in the world and so she'd left. One rainy evening with a schoolbag full of clothes and all the money she could find. Her mother didn't really seem to care when Heidi told her she was leaving and so she'd gone. It'd been fun at first, staying over at friends houses until it dawned on her that she couldn't keep on doing that for ever. She got herself a paper round and made do, sleeping in bus shelters. But it was when her bag was stolen and she was on the verge of returning home that she'd met Leon. He was so kind, so funny, so warm, and so generous. He listened to why she'd run away, comforted her. And he'd let her stay with him. She hadn't believed that there were such lovely strangers in the world until she'd met him. There were lots of people at his house. Men, women, nobody as young as her though. And he'd got her a job in a supermarket so she could save up for her own place. He was always so friendly, he gave her food; let her have a whole room in his house. All for free. Then one night she'd played cards with him and it was from then that he began to take a real interest in her. He'd take her out with him, show her casinos, and demonstrate how to play new unfamiliar games. It must have been around that time that the photo was taken. Leon was always making rude comments about the stuck-up snobs who looked down on them or about anything that made her laugh. She could vividly remember his green eyes sparkling as he made a joke about a fat man who'd called Heidi a 'dirty street child'. She'd been shocked that people could be so rude and was about to cry when Leon muttered, 'Bloody hell, he's got more tyres than Michelin!' He could always make her laugh, always cheered her up.... Heidi felt the tears prickling in her eyes as she remembered the times gone by, the photo in her lap. 'Leon.' She whispered, 'Oh, Leon. You were so kind and so funny.' When had it changed? Why did things have to change? Heidi felt Leon's arm go around her shoulders and she smiled. It was exactly like the night they'd first met. She was crying in a bus shelter when his car had pulled up. He hadn't spoken just hugged her. It was the first human touch she'd had in months and although her poor, poor father had told her to never ever get into a car with a stranger that was exactly what she'd done. 'Thank you Leon.' She whispered, 'I'd forgotten how good it was.' Leon sighed, 'It was great wasn't it? Where did I go wrong?' Heidi shook her head, almost blinded by tears, Leon holding her close to him. 'Here, finish your wine.' he said, handing her the glass. Heidi drained the liquid as Leon watched. She put the photo into her bag too and smiled at Leon who looked down, ashamed. 'I've been so awful, haven't I? Controlling you, not letting you do anything you wanted. I've been blaming you for things like the gambling. I'm always shouting, poking my nose in, and embarrassing you, drinking.' He looked up at her. 'Why are you still here? Why did you stick with me?' She took hold of his hands, 'Look, Leon, I forgive you, for everything. I know you're a good person really and there's no need for you to be like this.' Leon smiled, his green eyes meeting hers. 'You're such a good, sweet girl Heidi. I don't want to lose you. I don't want you to go. Let's watch a film or something, like we used to.' Heidi knew Jim would be waiting for her but she didn't have the heart to turn Leon down and they settled down to a Spiderman. Halfway through the film, Heidi could feel herself getting drowsy. The wine hadn't been such a good idea she thought to herself as she closed her eyes. She woke up to a dark room. It was warm, the TV was off and she could feel Leon next to her. 'Leon?' she asked. 'Sshh.' He whispered, and to her shock she felt him tilting her face up to his as he kissed her. 'Leon-?' She heard him moving around and then he turned the light on. It was already 8.30pm, Heidi noticed with a jolt. 'Oh no, Leon. I should get home.' 'It's OK, love, you can stay here tonight.' Heidi felt panic coursing through her, as Leon came to kiss her again. 'Leon, please, you don't understand.' 'I don't want to understand.' He said. Heidi suddenly noticed that the wine bottle was now empty. As were four beer bottles on the table. Oh God, oh God. 'Stay the night with me, babe.' Leon whispered, kissing her neck, his hand moving to her waist. 'Leon, I can't.' 'You can.' He kissed her on the mouth again. 'Remember how we loved each other all those years ago?' 'Not like this Leon.' Heidi said frantically, 'I loved you as a friend. The best friend in the whole world.' 'Best friend?' Leon asked, 'Can't I be best lover? Let's go to my room. Come on. It'll be so good.' Heidi stared at him, 'Leon, I can't. I'm still sore from Jim yesterday, it'll hurt too much. You don't want to hurt me do you?' Leon pulled her to her feet, 'I can be gentle.' He whispered. 'Gentle, so you won't feel a thing.' 'No Leon, I can't. I have to go. Please.' Leon watched as she picked up her bag. 'You don't want me?' Heidi looked at him; his eyes were full of tears. 'Leon, you're drunk, you don't know what you're talking about. Listen to me. You go on up to bed and I'll come and see you tomorrow, OK?' Leon was standing motionless. Heidi kissed him on the cheek. 'Go on. I'll phone you tomorrow, first thing.' 'Do you promise?' 'I promise.' Leon sighed, sadly, as Heidi walked out to the hallway. 'You don't hate me, do you?' he asked quietly. 'No, Leon, I don't. I'll never forget how kind you were. That's enough to make up for anything you've done.' She smiled, turned, and walked out into the night, waving as Leon slowly closed the door. It was 9pm by the time Jim buzzed her back into her apartment. As she walked through the door, he was there, in front of her, his face a picture of concern. 'Oh thank God, Heidi. I was so worried, so scared. I didn't know whether to come and find you. I didn't know where you were, what had happened. Why did you take so long? Oh God, I'm so glad you're back.' Heidi stood, slightly bemused as he wrapped her in a bone crunching hug; she could hear the pounding of his heart. 'So you're OK? What happened?' He led her to the sitting room and they sat down on the sofa. 'Oh, it was fine, Jim. He gave me this photo from ages ago and he was being really nice to me. I'm going to go and see him again tomorrow.' Jim looked shocked. 'What? Why?' 'We both remembered all those years ago when we met and he...he's not a bad guy really, Jim. He just drinks. He can be really nice.' Jim let go of her hands, his eyes confused. 'So why did you take so long?' 'I didn't want to make him sad. We watched a film and I kind of fell asleep. What's wrong?' Love, Sex and Money Jim had stood up, the worry in his eyes had gone, to be replaced with something that looked like anger. 'What's wrong?! I've been sat here, worrying my ass off, while you've been watching movies with the guy who's been controlling your life! You shouldn't care about him, he's a nasty piece of work, when are you going to get that into your head?!' Heidi looked at him, perplexed, 'But I told you, Jim. He's nice deep down; he just gets angry sometimes when he drinks. Don't be like this. He's not a bad guy; he's just a bit lost. He needs help.' 'And you want to help him? Go around every day, hold his hand, and cuddle him? Well, what happens when he has a drink and hits you or worse? What are you going to do then?' 'No, he won't, he's changed.' 'Overnight? It's all an act Heidi! You're falling for his mind games, hook, line and sinker. Why can't you understand? He'll never be happy unless he has complete control over you! He's evil!' 'Stop it Jim! Listen to me, please. Leon isn't like that. He's genuine, I could tell. He was so upset...' 'Yeah, as if! Tell you what, you might as well go and live with him, seeing as though that's what you clearly want! Look after the poor bastard, might as well give him what his ultimate goal is. You!' 'No, Jim, he doesn't....' 'Are you telling me, that for the full time you were with him today, he didn't try it on?' 'He was drunk....' 'I knew it!' Jim was red in the face, glowering down at Heidi. 'The slimy little bastard!' Heidi stood up, touched his arm, but he pulled away, 'Jim, stop it. Please. You have to understand.' 'There's nothing to understand. I'm going. I try to help you and you just don't care. You don't even know how to take care of yourself. You're pathetic, always running back to that sleazy excuse of a man! You might as well go and sleep with him seeing as though that's the only thing you missed out today. I hope to God, I never see either of your faces again!' Without a backward glance, he marched out of the door, slamming it behind him, the sound echoing through the flat. Heidi stood, stunned, before collapsing into the sofa, her eyes brimming with tears. Love, Sex and Money -- Chapter Four It was freezing. Heidi had put her old fashioned oil heater on full power but still she shivered beneath the duvet. It was Monday morning, 5am. Dragging herself out of bed, she stripped and showered, before getting ready for work, her flat eerily silent. Eating a banana, she picked up her bag, put on her winter coat and locked the door behind her. It was barely September, yet the sky was dark as she walked out of the apartment block and down to Leon's house. A promise was a promise. The house looked quiet but when she knocked on the door, it swung open almost instantly and Leon stood there, wearing a dressing gown. His face was tired, hair rumpled but eyes bright green as he smiled and ushered her in. 'I thought you'd still be asleep.' Heidi said, standing in the hall. 'No, I got up about half an hour ago. I knew you'd be here early if you were going to work.' He smiled, ran a hand through his tousled hair. 'Aren't you going to sit down?' 'No, I haven't got much time. I just thought I'd check in on you, make sure you were OK.' She took in the dark shadows around his eyes. 'I'm fine. Look, I'm sorry about last night. I didn't mean to...' He shrugged awkwardly, not meeting her eyes. 'It's alright Leon. I know, you were drunk, these things happen. Look, I know it's hard, but you've got to stop drinking, get yourself together.' 'I know, I know.' Leon shifted uncomfortably. 'I need a focus; I drink because my life's not going anywhere. I just keep going over the same things in my head and I can't stop. I think I'm going to start working again, you know. Clean up a little. Find some real friends, a girlfriend even.' He smiled wryly, 'If anyone wants me.' Heidi laughed, 'Come on Leon. You're barely 30, you've got a lot going for you; who wouldn't want you?' Leon smiled involuntarily, 'Really?' 'Yeah, of course. Look, I know this really nice girl at work. She's single, fun, doesn't drink, pretty, I'll set you up on a date if you want.' 'No, don't do that! I have to sort my life out first. I'm doing my CV today and, uh, I was, uh, wondering, would you, um, check it over for me?' He looked at her hopefully. 'I haven't done it for a while, I'm a bit rusty.' 'Of course I will! Oh Leon, I'm so glad you've changed. I knew you were a good guy.' He smiled, embarrassed. Heidi touched his arm. 'I've got to go now. Do you want me to come over after work, or tomorrow to check it?' 'No, I'll come to yours in a couple of days, when I've finished it.' Leon pulled her into a warm hug. 'You're such a good friend, Heidi. I don't deserve you.' 'Oh shut up.' Heidi said, unable to hide a smile. 'OK, see you later. And keep off the beer.' 'Don't worry, I will.' Leon watched as she turned and walked down the path, a smile lingering on his face. He couldn't believe how good he felt about himself. It was 10am, and Heidi was behind her desk at work, the radio on. There was so much paperwork, so much to do, her desk was full and her telephone wouldn't stop ringing. She tried to get her head together but all she could think of was Jim. Was it really all over? Just like that? Maybe Leon had been right. Maybe he had just been using her. A knock on the door interrupted her thoughts. 'Yes?' she asked. The door opened and Emily, one of her co-workers came in. She sighed, dropped herself into one of Heidi's chairs and grinned. 'Oh God, I had the best weekend ever!' she said, stretching her legs. 'I met the most gorgeous guy in the world and he wants a second date! I knew it was a good idea to wear those heels!' Heidi smiled, 'Great. What's he called?' 'Jason. Heidi I'm telling you, he is so hot! He has the loveliest blond hair you can imagine and he's tall, but not too tall, just in between and he's so well built...Oh, I love him!' Heidi grinned as Emily sighed in happiness before looking at her. 'So, how about your weekend? Did you finally meet someone?' Heidi shook her head and Emily sighed in mock exasperation. 'Oh, Heidi. You're young, hot; you need to get out more. I'm telling you, there'd be guys queuing up to buy you a drink.' Heidi shrugged, 'I don't know. I don't really want someone right now.' Apart from Jim, she thought to herself. 'Okay.' Emily said, 'But 20 years down the line when you're old and boring, don't blame me when you're all alone.' She grinned, 'Anyway, are you coming out to lunch with me and Tina later? There's this new sandwich bar that's opened just across the road.' 'Fine.' Heidi forced a smile as Emily smiled and left her office. She turned the radio up and Eminem's 'Space Bound' blared out, drowning out the insistent ringing of the phone. She shut her eyes and leaned back, her tired limbs almost absorbing the lyrics: '...my body aches when I ain't with you I have zero strength. There's no limit on how far I would go, no boundaries, no lengths.....' 25 miles away, Jim Mitchell was sitting in his regular seat at a meeting with a board of directors. He couldn't understand what they were saying, he didn't even care. He knew it would be the same as every week and they'd take care of it all themselves. He just had to show his face to make sure that they knew there was someone at the top. He was tired; he'd had a restless night. Tossing and turning, dreams fading in and out of his mind until he'd forced himself out of bed. As childish as it seemed, he wanted to see his mother. Talk to her, see what she thought. He knew she'd understand; she always did. He just wanted to know what he was meant to do. All he could see when he closed his eyes was Heidi, her beautiful, innocent face. He could still feel her soft body against his, could still hear her moans in his ear, but they were just memories, nothing like the real thing. And putting the lust to one side, he felt....incomplete. Before meeting her, his life had been lacking that one thing and when they looked into each others eyes, he felt whole again. But without her, it was worse than before. There was a great gaping hole in his life. He needed her. Needed to see her, simply to look at her and hold her to him and never let her go. But he'd ruined it all. Why did he always have to open his big mouth, why couldn't he have just.... 'Jim?' Someone had asked him a question. He straightened up, shook his head, trying to clear his thoughts, 'I'm sorry?' 'Is that all OK with you?' the man repeated. 'Yeah, yeah, that's fine, perfect.' Jim said, 'No major changes, right?' 'Yes, it's all just routine.' Everyone rose from the table, shaking hands until they'd all finally gone. Jim walked the short distance to his office and slumped down in his swivel chair, putting his feet up on the desk. Reaching for the phone he tapped in his mother's number and waited as it rung. His mother picked up a couple of seconds later. 'Hello?' 'Hey Mom, it's me.' 'Jim! About time you called!' 'Sorry Mom, I've been busy.' 'Yes, I know. How are you dear?' 'Well, I need your help Mom.' 'A girl?' his mother queried. 'Yeah.' 'I hope it's not another of those gold diggers.' She said sternly. 'No, no, listen Mom. I met her a couple of nights ago and even after a few days, I can't live without her.' 'So what's the problem?' 'The problem is, I can't stand one of her friends. You remember me telling you about that gambler called Leon Jackson?' 'Ah yes,' his mother said, 'The great feud. Well, he's her friend is he?' 'Yeah, and he's such a prick Mom. I can't stand him but she won't give up on him. She says he's really nice.' 'Well maybe he is.' Jim scoffed, 'Yeah, as if. We can't stand each other and I kind of had a go at her last night because she's always helping him out but now I feel like....' 'Like you should have acted like a man?' There was a pause. 'Look, Jim, dear. He's her friend; she's known him longer than you. They might have known each other for years. She's not going to wash her hands of him if you ask her to. You've known her for what, two days?' 'Four, actually. OK, three. But what am I meant to do?' 'What do you mean?' 'Well, I yelled at her, told her I never wanted to see her again.' 'Apologise.' 'What about Leon?' 'Jim, love, it's like playground scraps all over again. You're both grown men. Go and talk to him. Sort out your differences. He's a human too, he has feelings.' 'But...' 'But nothing. There's no way you're going to get the girl if you're at loggerheads with her best friend. Go and talk to him. Communication, Jim. How many times have I told you this?' 'OK, fine.' Jim said grumpily. 'And when it's all sorted, I want you to bring her around.' Jim groaned, 'Aw, Mom, you'll scare her away.' 'Don't be silly dear. I'll just make sure she's good enough for my favourite son.' 'Mom, I'm your only son.' 'Goodbye dear, call me again soon.' 'Bye Mom.' Jim put the receiver back down and sighed. As much as he hated it, his Mom was right. Again. He reached for a pile of paperwork his secretary had left on his desk. It was going to be a long day. It was 6.30pm when Leon opened his front door. There was a hint of surprise in his eyes as he took in Jim, but then he stepped aside, and his visitor walked in .They stood for a minute in the hall, looking at each other uncomfortably, almost sizing each other up but then Leon led him down the hallway into the sitting room. They sat down, across from each other. There was a pause. Jim cleared his throat. 'Leon, I, uh, I think it's time we put, we....put aside our differences.' Leon looked at him. 'Why now?' he asked coolly. Jim shrugged. 'I'm not going to lie to you Leon. I know you don't believe me, but I'm in love with Heidi. I want to spend the rest of my life with her. It's not going to work if you and I carry on at each other.' Leon was silent for a couple of minutes, looking at Jim before he sighed, leaned forward, 'Really? You love her?' Jim nodded. 'Because I swear Jim, if I let his happen and you hurt her, I will actually kill you. She's like my daughter; I don't want to see her suffer any more.' Jim nodded, 'I promise you Leon. I love her. I'd never hurt her. She means the world to me. I can't think of anything but her.' Leon looked at him, almost unsympathetic. 'You can say all this stuff Jim but actions speak louder than words. I know I'm hardly one to lecture you but time will tell how genuine you really are. As long as you realise that and you stick to your word, I haven't got a problem.' Jim leaned forward, 'I'll prove it to you. Don't doubt it Leon.' Leon shrugged, 'Fine then.' Jim raised an eyebrow. 'And...us? We're cool, yeah?' Leon forced a smile. 'I guess so. I know I've been a pretty big shit recently Jim, but forget it all. We're cool. There's no point in us just putting each other down all the time.' They rose simultaneously, shook hands and Jim smiled. 'Wow.' He glanced at his watch. 'I've got to go. Flowers to buy.' He turned, walked out of the sitting room door. 'Orchids.' Leon said and Jim turned back in surprise. 'Huh?' 'Green orchids. She loves them.' Jim smiled, slightly surprised, 'OK, thanks mate.' He walked out of the front door. 'See you around then?' Leon grinned, 'Yeah, see you Jim.' It was 9:30pm when Heidi walked in through her apartment door, exhausted. What a day. Work, work, work. She couldn't wait to settle down in front of the TV and eat something. But, wait, what was that smell? It was a heavy, sweet scent and it was everywhere. She realised with a rush, that the door had been unlocked. Surely... She turned into the sitting room and gasped. Green orchids were everywhere, adorning every piece of furniture, leaving no room for anything else. They were beautiful. And in the middle of the room stood Jim. Heidi was speechless, she just stared. 'I just wanted to say I was sorry.' Heidi picked up a flower and gazed at it. 'How did you know?' Jim shrugged. 'Leon.' Heidi looked shocked, 'Leon, but I thought....?' Jim smiled, 'I went around. We sorted everything out. It's all good now.' Heidi smiled, her eyes full of tears. 'Oh Jim, they're beautiful.' She dropped her bag to the floor and walked over to him. 'You're amazing.' Jim smiled, bent, kissed her on the mouth and pulled her into him. She kissed him back, hard, passionately, tears flowing down her cheeks. 'Oh Jim.' He smiled scooped her up and carried her to the bedroom, lying her down on the bed. 'Don't move.' He whispered. 'I want to do everything for you.' He pulled off his own clothes and then slowly undressed her, kissing every part of her body, tenderly, until she too was naked, shivering slightly in the cold room. Jim pulled her to her feet and sat on the edge of the bed, pulling her onto him so they were facing each other, her legs on either side of him. They kissed repeatedly, tasting each other, Jim grinding against her until he couldn't take it anymore. Slowly, he began to slide into her, holding her slim form tight against him. She moaned as his dick stretched her, it was so big, so big. She was holding onto his broad shoulders, fingers digging in slightly as he pushed, his breathing shallow, his hands gripping her lower back. 'So tight.' He grunted through clenched teeth as she gasped, her body tensing up at the enormous intrusion. 'Relax.' Jim whispered into her ear, pulling her against him so her chest was pressed to his. 'Just relax, it's OK.' A tiny moan, escaped her lips as she clung to him, his dick now fully inside her, his heart pounding as he shifted on the bed. 'Ready?' he asked and she smiled at what a gentleman he was. 'Yes.' She whispered, her voice barely loud enough for him to hear. He pulled out and pushed back in slowly, making her moan as she wrapped her legs around him. He pushed in and out again, slightly faster now, his lips finding hers, their tongues entwining. He went faster and harder, making her gasp, his hand moving up to fondle her perfect, firm breasts as he thought about how lucky he was, how good this was. She was moaning against his lips, her eyes shut tight, her hair everywhere. 'Open your eyes.' Jim whispered, and she did, staring into his as his dick pounded in and out of her. Jim wrapped one arm firmly around her, his other hand travelling between them to her throbbing clit. He began thrusting his penis as deep as he could into her, making her moan every time he fully slammed in, his skilled fingers now wreaking havoc on her clit. He felt her judder as an orgasm tore through her, making her scream, her eyes closing, her head arching back. Still, he didn't move his fingers, now slamming as hard as he could, the bed creaking at the effort. 'Jim!' Heidi moaned, a bead of sweat trailing between her oh-so perfect honeyed breasts, 'Please, stop!' Jim continued regardless and she reached down, grabbing his thick wrist, trying to pull his hand away. He laughed between groans as she whimpered, her body convulsing, over and over, her fingers scrabbling with his, both of their hands wet with her juices. 'JIM!' she screamed, 'Stop!' Her fingers were slippery against his, her body writhing as another powerful orgasm made her legs tremble and her pussy clench down hard on his enormous cock. Jim felt a tightening in his balls, his thrusts became irregular and he felt that wonderful feeling as he came hard inside her hot pussy. 'YES!' he roared, 'Oh My God, Oh Heidi, oh fuck yeah!' He shot into her three times, rolling her abused clitoris between her fingers until she orgasmed again, moaning with him, her body shaking violently. Eventually, he pulled his fingers away and held her to him in a tight squeeze, stroking her hair as she gasped. She unwrapped her legs from around him and pulled herself off his enormous cock, collapsing onto the bed behind him. 'Jim.' She moaned, rolling over, 'Why do you never listen?' Jim laughed hoarsely. 'You don't really want me to stop.' Heidi smiled, burying her head in a pillow, 'I'm starving.' 'Is that all you can think about?' he said in mock disgust. 'We need a shower.' 'Separately,' Heidi said firmly. Jim's face fell. 'Seriously Jim, the way you keep going, I won't be able to walk.' She hauled herself off of the bed and into the bathroom. 15 minutes later she was washed and dressed, sitting in front of the TV. Jim came into the room, wearing his shirt and trousers. 'Do you want to go out for food?' he asked. Heidi looked at the clock. It was almost 10pm. 'Now?' she asked, raising an eyebrow. 'Yeah, why not?' Jim said, 'Put on a dress, we'll go to a restaurant.' Heidi shrugged, 'It's late. I've got work tomorrow.' 'Call in sick. It's not hard.' Heidi got up, 'Fine.' She disappeared into the bedroom and came out a few minutes later wearing an elegant, red, knee length dress which set off her dark hair wonderfully. Jim looked at her admiringly, 'You expect me to control myself?!' She rolled her eyes. 'Come on then.' Jim grabbed his jacket, switching off the light. Heidi locked the door behind them and they went out into the car park, settling into Jim's car. 'So,' he said, 'Where do you want to go?' Heidi shrugged, 'I don't really eat out much. I've never been to any places around here.' 'Really? You've been missing out on a lot.' 15 minutes later he pulled up outside a large, glass building which was brightly lit, the car park full. 'I think you have to put in a reservation.' Heidi said as she took in the carved wooden tables and immaculate waiters. 'Don't worry.' Jim said, leading her to the reception 'They'll get us a place.'