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Best of Intentions Ch. 01

By: bmunchausen



Starting a new story line while working on the next installment of A Teacher's Story. Hope that you all like it. Please comment, I really want to know how you feel about my stories.

Hell is paved with good intentions (Samuel Johnson 1709 -- 1784)

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I had just graduated from Grant High School in Baltimore and was getting ready to go to the local university. It was a great school, but I had really wanted to go away. However, real life stepped in, we couldn't afford it. In fact the only reason I could attend this school was the academic scholarship I had received.

My name is John Coleridge and I turned 18 two days before graduation. I'm 5'11" and 180 pounds. I am in good shape from playing baseball and football in high school. Never a star, but a good solid player. The grocery store I worked at also helped keep me in shape. Moving a hundred boxes of canned goods is a real work out.

My dad had died about a year after my little sister, Becky was born, about 12 years ago. Although he did leave some insurance money, it wasn't all that much and Mom put it away for our education. Mom was working full time as a cook so things weren't too bad. At times money would get tight, but things would always seem to work out.

I was working at a small local supermarket. I had been working here since I was about three years old...well not really, but since the time I could get working papers. I had every job from floor sweeper, bagger, shelf stocker, delivery boy, cashier, and lately even night manager (only when the night manager was sick...or too drunk to show up) 

The money I was paid for working at the supermarket went to Mom. She would give me some but there were times when that money was really needed. Mom would tell me that she felt bad about using the money I made for the house. I told her that I was glad that I could help and that she didn't have to give as much as she did. She wouldn't hear of that, "You work hard for that and you should enjoy some of it." 

Peter was my boss. He was also the owner. A great boss, if there ever was one. Sure he would take advantage of me; often he would have me make deliveries on my way home, not on the clock.

But, and it is a big BUT, every three months, after the quarterly taxes were paid, he would give me an envelope, and depending on how well we did would be reflected by what was in the envelope.

Once on April 20th he gave me an envelope with $250.00 cash in it. I felt like a millionaire. $250.00 cash in my pocket, I was in heaven...until I got home and gave it to my mom. She was ecstatic, this was a godsend, things had been a bit tight. Now, she could pay a bunch of bills and she even gave me something for myself.

Now that school was out, I had graduated with honors, in the top 1% of my class, I was working full time. One Monday evening in the middle of June, my boss, Peter came to me, as I was getting ready to leave.

"Johnny, do you think you could make a delivery on the way home?"

He knew what the answer would be and of course I said, "Sure Peter, where is it?"

"We got a delivery to YOUR GIRLFRIEND." He yelled.

Everyone began to snicker.

I moaned, "Oh god, Peter did you have to do that?"

"Well she called and asked for a delivery; who else could I send. I don't want to disappoint her. Wouldn't want to lose that good of a customer." He laughed

My "girlfriend" was Phyllis Dumont; she was an older woman, in her late twenties. Very pretty, and really nice. I had been delivering her groceries for years. Many times when I would make a delivery, we would sit and talk. She would make tea and we would talk, she would give advice but most importantly, just listen to a teenage boy. I could tell her anything, as she would never judge or criticize. And I found that I could trust her. 

She had an apartment in a building that was sort of on my way home. We would sit in her living room and have our tea and talk. We were friends, nothing more. There was never anything sexual between us. Not that I didn't think and dream about it, but I never acted on my feelings.

Believe me there was a lot to dream about. Phyllis stood about 5' 8" with shoulder length red hair and light blue eyes. She was rather well endowed, probably 36C, a slim waist with hips and an ass that were well rounded. Her legs were to die for, shapely and athletic. She would workout at the corporate gym a couple times a week.

I had made the mistake of telling Peter about the tea and talking, thus whenever she called, Peter would have me make the delivery to MY GIRLFRIEND. One benefit of the teasing was that he never had anyone else deliver her groceries.

I would go to Phyllis' and sit and drink tea (yea, I really got to like it). And talk about anything, usually it was about girls.

Phyllis would never tell me what to do; rather she would ask questions, the answers to which would answer my questions. 

I was so shy and timid around girls, that I had real problem asking them out. The few times I did, I would follow Phyllis' guidance and would have a wonderful time.

I never asked a girl out a second time. Years later, I found out that I had broken a number of hearts. I never knew, I never even suspected. I was really clueless.

When I first started to have tea with Phyllis, Mom didn't approve. But, after meeting Phyllis and talking with her, Mom was fine with it.

But, this day I was once again making a delivery to Phyllis'. When I got there, I knocked and before she could have answered I said, "Sure, I know that you don't want to answer, but if you want to eat for the next week you better open up."

This was my normal opening and I expected Phyllis to answer the door laughingly saying, "Well then, I guess I better let you in, if I want to eat."

But, today Phyllis didn't answer. The door opened and the most beautiful girl in the world was standing there. 

I gaped...completely tongue tied and stuttering, "AW...AW...AW...IMA...IMA...IMA, here to bring this st, st, stufffff."

This vision of loveliness smiled and opened the door wider, "You must be Johnnie, come in. You can put the STUFFF on the kitchen table," she teased.

I walked into the apartment as if in a trance, completely enraptured by her beauty. I was in love...or at least in lust.

As I walked toward the kitchen, I heard Phyllis' voice come from another part of the apartment. "Maggie, tell the young man, who you are, before he walks into a wall." She said laughing.

Maggie smiled and said, "Oh, Johnnie, I'm sorry. I'm Margaret, Phyllis' sister, her YOUNGER sister."

"It's a pleasure to meet you Margaret," I said as I shook her hand.

I had touched her hand...it was electric. I had touched a goddess, the goddess, the goddess of beauty, Venus de Milo pales in comparison. I was getting a hard on.

"Please call me Maggie, I'm not old enough to be a Margaret, yet." She said.

"Okay, Maggie.'

Phyllis came into the kitchen saying, "Sure, make sure that everyone knows that I am older than you. Yes, Johnnie, this is my BABY sister."

We all laughed.

Now that I saw them together, I could see the resemblance. Not that they looked like each other but you could see that they were related. 

Maggie was a smaller than her sister, about my age. She had green eyes, light brown hair was about 5' 7", slender, not as well endowed as Phyllis, about a 28B, slender waist, well-rounded hips and ass and wonderful shapely legs. But, there was something about her face that set her apart from her sister.

She had a quiet beauty, a warm wonderful smile and a twinkle in her eyes that hinted at a wry sense of humor. To me she was absolutely beautiful.

I was there for about an hour, drinking tea and talking. I found it very comfortable to be with these two lovely women.

Phyllis told me to stop by after work the next day and have dinner. So I did and had a wonderful time. For the next two weeks I would look for any excuse to stop by Phyllis' apartment as often as I could.

Maggie had come east to visit her sister, but a week from Saturday; Phyllis would be leaving on a business trip for about two months. Thus, Maggie would be apartment sitting, for Phyllis.

Phyllis was a director of something or other for some large corporation, downtown. Every once in a while, she would have to travel. Most of the time it would be short trips, but there were times that she would be away for a month or so. At these times she would give me a key to her apartment and I would check on it, get her mail and make sure that everything was okay. I always returned the key when she got home. 

Phyllis had wanted to give me money for taking care of the place, but I refused. I told her that she was a friend, a good friend. I couldn't take money from a friend. Besides who else would listen to all of my problems. She had hugged me and said, "If that's the way you feel, then thank you."

One Christmas, she gave my family an Apple personal computer. Mom didn't want to keep it but Phyllis insisted, saying that my help was worth far more to her than the cost of the computer. We kept it.

Mom and Becky were the only ones who knew about this. 

Phyllis was leaving, but, this time, since Maggie was here, I wouldn't have to do anything.

The day Phyllis left, Maggie and I took her to the airport. She gave the two of us more instructions than my mom would. We just laughed and said that everything would be all right.

As she went to get on the plane she hugged me and whispered, "Watch out for Maggie, will ya?"

"Of course." I quietly answered.

She then gave Maggie a hug and left.

Maggie and I drove back. I dropped her off at the apartment and went to work; I was night manager that evening.

Before she left, Phyllis had told me that the real reason that Maggie was here was that she and her husband were having major problems. It seems that Maggie was a bit older than she looked. Maggie needed time to think and work things out before making a decision about whether she wanted to stay in the marriage. Phyllis though that this was the end for them. I got the impression that Maggie's husband was not one of Phyllis' favorite people. She asked me to watch out for Maggie while she was away. 

That night at about 10:45 pm I got a call from Maggie, she sounded upset. She asked me to stop by after we closed. She needed someone to talk to. I told her that I would be there in about a half hour.

We would close the doors at 10:30 pm and would try to lock up at 11:00 pm. Usually, I would meet up with some of my friends and we would go out and party until around 1:00 am. So going over to Phyllis' would be no problem.

When I got there, Maggie opened the door. She looked like hell, she was dressed in a robe and slippers, her eyes were red from crying. Her hair was a mess and she was so pale, like she was washed out.

She looked at me and gave a small smile and said, "Thank you for coming, Johnnie. I really need someone to talk to." Then she started to cry. 

I stepped into the apartment and closed the door. I took her in my arms and held her. We stood there in each other's arms and she wept. Crying her heart out. 

I don't know how long we stood there, but eventually the sobbing eased and stopped. I brought her into the living room and sat her down on the couch. I went into the kitchen and made tea for us.

When I brought it in, we sat and sipped our tea. She reached out and took my hand and held it.

She started to talk, slowly at first, then as she told her story, she became more and more emotional.

When she was eighteen, she fell love with a man much older than her. He was suave, charming and could bring her the greatest pleasure she ever experienced. They married and she was happy for a while. He wanted children and so did she. They really tried for a year or two, without success. He was convinced that it was her fault, because it couldn't have been him.

Slowly over the next few years things went down hill. Her husband became less interested in her. He had given up trying to get her pregnant, because she was barren.

She suspected that he was having affairs but refused to face it, until she found him in their bed with a young woman. That was when she came east to Phyllis'.

He had called her tonight to talk and it did not go well.

By this time, she had her arms around me and my arms were around her, she was sobbing. Holding onto me and sobbing. Slowly the sobbing slowed and stopped. I looked at her, she was beautiful, she was asleep on my shoulder.

I ever so slowly moved away and laid her on the couch. I put a pillow under her head and covered her with an afghan. I stood and looked at her. She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. I couldn't understand how any man having her, could ever want any other woman.

I took the key that Phyllis kept for me and locked the door when I left.

It was quarter after twelve, still early. I went and found where my friends were partying. I had a beer, but I really wasn't in a party mood. So I left and went home.

The next day being Sunday, Mom, Becky and I went to Sunday services. The store was closed so I was free.

Around noon, I went to Phyllis' apartment and knocked on the door. I could have let myself in with the key, but I knocked.

Maggie answered. She looked great. She was in blouse and a pair of jeans and had her hair in a ponytail. I was amazed, she looked much younger than twenty-three, in fact she looked younger than me.

She smiled when she saw me and said, "Oh, Johnnie, please come in, I was hoping that you would stop by."

When I came in she took my hands in hers and said, "Johnnie, I want to apologize for last night, I was out of line to burden you with my problems..."

I slightly squeezed her hands and said, "Maggie, you have nothing to apologize for. If sitting here and listening to you makes you feel better then I will listen forever."

Maggie put her arms around my neck, hugging me and said, "Oh god, John, where were you five years ago?"

"In the eighth grade," I answered.

She laughed, "You really know how to make a woman feel young, don't you?"

I realized what I said and started to stammer.

She laughed and hugged me.

"John, John, John, you are so wonderful, so so wonderful."

I hugged her close and said, "You have been cooped up in this apartment for almost two weeks; you have to get out. I'll tell you what; we are going out. First to the movies, we can catch a matinee and then out to dinner. And it's on me."

"John, you don't have to..."

"I know, but I want to. Please don't say no."

"How could I ever say no to you, my sweet John?"

We went to see Burt Reynolds in a comedy about him trying to commit suicide. I loved it. Maggie laughed at the silliness. After the movie we went to a small Italian Restaurant. I had been there a couple of times and really liked it.

Maggie really loved the place and the food. We had a wonderful time, talking and laughing. 

We got back to the apartment at around six thirty. 

We sat on the couch. Maggie on one side and me on the other. We tried to talk, but it seemed forced. We had been talking all afternoon and it was so natural, now in the apartment, we couldn't talk.

I looked over at her and saw that she was looking at me with a smile on her face.

She laughed softly and said, "We have been together all day, at the movies, at the restaurant and we talked joked and laughed. Now, we are here alone and we are both tongue-tied."

I said, "I just don't know what to say."

Maggie moved close to me and said, "That's just the way I feel. Why, do you think?"

"Don't know, it's just different here."

"I know."

I looked her in the eyes and moved toward her. I lightly kissed her lips. She returned the kiss. I looked at her and said, "Oh Maggie."

I kissed her again, but this kiss was not light. Our lips mashed together, our arms wrapped around each other. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her close, as she crushed me to her.

Maggie's lips opened and her tongue pushed into my mouth. I met her tongue with mine. Our tongues caressed. I pulled her into me more and she responded holding me closer.

She took my hand in hers and placed it on her breast. I was in shock. I had only touched a girls breast once before and got slapped for my efforts. But now, Maggie wanted my touch and I wanted to touch her.

I softly and tenderly caressed her. As I did, she reached down and began to rub by dick through my jeans. I was hard as a rock.

Our lips parted and I started to kiss her face then her jaw and down to her neck and shoulder. My hand explored her back from her shoulders to her wonderfully firm ass.

Maggie was crushing me into her body, she was moaning. Saying my name over and over.

As I began to unbutton her blouse, she pulled back from me a little. At first, I thought I had gone too far but Maggie looked at me and said, "John, make love to me, take me into the bedroom and love me. Please, John."

She was so beautiful, I held her close and kissed her lips. I then scooped her up and carried her into the smaller of the two bedrooms.

She had her arms wrapped around my neck and nuzzled her face into my shoulder. 

I stood her next to the bed. She began to unbutton my shirt as I finished unbuttoning her blouse. She dropped her arms as I slid the blouse off of her shoulders. She was standing in front of me in her bra and jeans. I had never been this close to a woman, who was only wearing a bra.

This was ecstasy, I was in heaven, as Maggie removed my shirt, and began to unbuckle my belt. I fumbled with her jeans and she quickly undid them for me. I slowly pushed them over her hips and they fell to the floor. 

Seconds later my jeans were on the floor and I stepped out of them.

We were standing there looking at each other, Maggie in her bra and panties and me in my briefs. She took me in her arms and we kissed. I unhooked her bra without too much trouble. And she shucked it off. Her naked breasts were pressing into my chest. I was running my hands up and down her back. I slipped my hand into her panties and softly squeezed her ass. 

I pushed her panties down and she stepped out of them. Maggie bent down and pulled my briefs off. My erection sprang free and she rubbed her cheek against my dick. She quickly kissed the tip and then stood up and kissed my lips. I had almost shot my load onto her face when she kissed my dick, but somehow I was able to hold back.

Maggie lay back on the bed, pulling me onto her. As I lowered myself onto her she spread her legs and grabbed my dick. As she guided me to her vagina, a look of concern crossed her face.

"John," she whispered, "You have never been with a woman, have you?"

I didn't say anything, I just shook my head.

"What am I doing, what am I doing to you, John?"

As I lowered my face to kiss her I said, "You're loving me, Maggie."

I kissed her and I pushed my hips forward. I felt the tip of my dick slip between the lips of her labia. She was very hot and very wet. I continued pushing, easing my dick into her vagina, until I was completely inside of her. We were joined at the hips, our bodies connected.

The feeling of my dick surrounded by her soft, hot, wet sheath was mind blowing. I never had such a pleasurable experience before.

We both held still for a moment. Looking into each other's eyes.

Then it was like she went wild. Maggie wrapped her arms around me pulling me to her. Her legs closed around my hips in a vice like grip. She began to buck under me, pushing her hips up into me trying to get me deeper and deeper into her.

For a moment, I was surprised by the violence of her attack. She was thrashing beneath me. She was calling my name, screaming out her passion.

I was immediately infected with her passion and began to slam my dick into her again and again. As soon as I started to fuck her I felt the wave of release coming fast. I knew that I was going to cum. 


Best of Intentions Ch. 01



I yelled, "Maggie, oh Maggie," as I rammed my dick as far as I could get it into her body and I came.

If I live to be a hundred, I will never be able to find the words to adequately describe that orgasm. The pleasure of pumping my cum into this beautiful woman. Exploding into her again and again. Filling her. Hearing her moan in orgasmic bliss. 

I was telling her without words that I loved her. Hoping, praying that she could love me.

When I stopped cumming, I slipped out of her and lay on the bed next to her. Maggie rolled toward me and put her leg across mine. She hugged me, breathing deeply.

After a short time lying there with her head on my chest, she said, "What have you done to me, John? What is it about you that makes me feel this way. I have never felt like this before. You have given me so much pleasure...I don't think anyone else will ever make me feel this way again."

I looked down at her and said, "Maggie, I..."

She put her fingers over my mouth interrupting me and said, "Don't say that, John. We need time. We have to be sure before we say anything like that."

I was surprised and a bit taken aback but I softly responded, "Okay, Maggie."

Whether it was youth, my inexperience or what, I don't know but what I did know was that I loved this woman next to me, and one way or another I was going to spend the rest of my life with her. So, I could wait.

We lay there naked, holding each other, cuddling and softly kissing. After a short while I began to get hard again.

She must have seen my erection because she took it in her hand and said, "You are ready again? Oh god, John, I can't believe it. But I want you, I want you now...Oh John, I need you so badly."

She pushed herself up and straddled me. She took my dick in her hand and slowly impaled herself on it. When she had me completely inside of her she laid down on top of me and just lay there not moving.

"Oh, Maggie that feels so good, I just love having you on me."

"I love having you in me, John. I have never felt like this before, I am so horney, I don't want to stop."

"Neither do I." I muttered.

We lay there joined, every once in a while she would squeeze my dick with her vaginal muscle. The feeling was wonderful, and I would push up into her a little.

She lowered her face and started to give me little quick kisses all over my face. I began to return the kisses and eventually we were in a passionate lip lock with our tongues exploring the others mouth.

Maggie began to move her hips and I answered her movements with thrusts of my hips. 

One of my hands was on her ass, softly kneading the firm flesh. My other hand was on her breast, tweaking and caressing her nipple.

She lifted herself up until she was sitting on my dick. She began to ride me hard. Lifting, dropping and twisting on my erection. I was thrusting up into her trying to force my dick further and further into her vagina.

I lifted my head up and took her breast into my mouth. I have never sucked a breast before, well maybe my mothers as an infant, but I don't remember that.

As she rode me I sucked on her breast, playing my tongue over her nipple. 

Maggie grabbed my head and held it to her breast, saying, "John, John suck...suck my breast. It feels so good. Oh, John, I love it, don't stop."

I sucked her breast with renewed vigor moving from one to the other. As I did I reached around and began to play with her ass hole. I softly rubbed it and gently pushed on it. Not penetrating but just putting pressure on it.

When I touched her anus, Maggie went stiff and screamed, "JOHN, AAAAHHHHH."

It was like she was having a fit, she was thrashing and writhing on top of me. Forcing herself down on to my dick. 

That's all that I needed to push me over the edge into that abyss of sexual pleasure. I rammed my hips up, jamming my dick as far into Maggie's vagina as I possibly could. My cum erupted out of my balls and gushed into her, into her womb. I shot rope after rope of cum into her. Filling her, sating that desire, the demand for sexual release that we were both experiencing.

As our bodies began to slow and the orgasms subsided, Maggie fell onto me. She just lay on top of me, still joined, breathing hard, nuzzling her face into my neck.

I had my arms around holding her tight. "Oh Maggie you are so fantastic, you have made me feel so good. I never knew that anything could be so wonderful."

Remembering Maggie's admonition I didn't say those three words that I so wanted to say.

"John, no one has ever made me feel like this, I don't believe that you have never been with a woman before. My god, what you do to me."

I glanced at the clock radio next to the bed and said, "Damn, it's quarter after ten already, I hate to but I really have to get home."

Maggie looked at our bodies and laughed, "You had better take a quick shower. Because you can't go home like that."

I looked down, my thighs, hips and groin were glistening with our combined love juices. Maggie looked just as glossy.

"I think we both could use that shower," I said smiling.

"Well," she said as she got out of the bed, "We won't get showered by laying here all night."

She stood there looking at me. For the first time I really looked at Maggie. 

Her light brown hair was all awry. She was slender but nicely padded in just the right places. Her breasts were firm and lifted, the areolas were the color of a pink rose and about the size of a half-dollar and the nipples were smallish and right now, erect. 

She had a slim waist and ample round hips with a firm butt. There was a dusting of light brown hair on her crotch that pointed to the luscious pink labia. Her legs, while not muscular were shapely.

I was mesmerized by her beauty. I just lay there on the bed staring up at her.

Maggie smiled, did a pirouette and said, "Like what you see?"

"I love what I see. You are so beautiful," I stammered.

"I bet that's what you say to all of the girls you pleasure," she giggled.

I started to deny it but then I realized that she was right and I said laughingly, "You are absolutely right, my dear. But, you are the only woman I have ever pleasured or will ever want to."

She came over to me and put her arms around my neck and kissed me. She then said, "I never want any other man to make love to me again."

We kissed again and I scooped her up in my arms and carried her to the bathroom. I put her down and turned on the shower. As we waited for the water to warm, Maggie looked in the mirror and laughed, saying, "God, just look at my hair, will you? It's a real mess." 

I hugged her from behind and as I kissed her neck, said, "I like it. It makes you look like the wild woman you are."

"Well it's all your fault; you make me wild," she said as she turned in my arms and kissed me.

Maggie pulled open the shower door and pushing me into the spray laughingly said, "Wash, NOW."

I went into the hot spray and pulled her by the hand. "Come, I will wash your back."

She came into the shower and turned her back to me. I soaped up a washcloth and began to rub it all over her back. When I finished with her back I moved lower and began to wash her beautiful firm butt. I moved my hand between her legs and then moved down the back of her legs.

Having finished with her back I reached around and began to rub the soapy cloth over her stomach and breasts. Moving my hand slowly and deliberately over her breasts. Taking special care of each nipple. Maggie was leaning back against my chest.

Slowly I began to move the cloth lower, finally coming to the pubic hair. I ran the soapy cloth down between her legs. She was now breathing deeply. I dropped the cloth and moved my hand to the warm soapy lips of her labia and caressed them.

Maggie moaned and turned and crushed her lips against mine. I pushed my tongue into her mouth. She opened her lips and granted access.

My dick was once again erect. I was rubbing it against her stomach. She was pushing her hips into me.

I grabbed her ass and picked her up. She once again spread her legs for me. I lifted her higher and lowered her onto my dick. Once she was fully impaled, I held onto her thighs and began to thrust into her. Her legs wrapped around my hips and she met my thrusts with her own. Matching my rhythm and moving in harmony with my lovemaking.

The pleasure was intense as we fucked under the hot spray of the shower. Bringing each other to a fantastic long, drawn out orgasm.

We screamed out to each other, calling out each other's name, but never saying those three words I wanted to shout out and hear her say.

For the third time that evening I filled Maggie with my semen, and for the third time that evening she quaked as orgasm after orgasm wracked her body.

When we finally slowed and were able to breath again, I stood her on the shower floor. We continued to hold each other under the hot water. Softly kissing and nuzzling.

Maggie looked at me and asked, "What are we going to do John? I don't want to stop loving you. But, now let me wash you off and then we have to talk...but not until we have had a good nights sleep."

She quickly washed my back as I did my front.

We rinsed off and got out of the shower and dried each other.

I left the apartment at about 11:00 pm, after a long goodbye. I got home at about 11:15 pm. 

Mom was sitting on the couch, watching the 11 o'clock news, as usual. She looked up when I came in and said, "Well, it's about time, Johnnie."

I gave a guilty laugh and said, "Ah Mom, I told you I was gonna to be late."

"Yes, I appreciate your calling, but I did expect you home a little earlier than this." She admonished, but there was a hint of a smile on her face.

"Did you have a good time?"

"Yea, Mom went to see a movie, you know that new Burt Reynolds movie The End or what ever it is. And then we went to Gitano's. Had a real good time." I answered as I sat on the couch next to her.

"Well, I'm glad you enjoyed yourself. By the way...What's her name?"

The question blindsided me and I blurted out, "Maggie...I mean Margaret. I call her Maggie."

"Have you known her long?"

"Not that long, I met her last week," I stammered.

Mom was blasting away with all guns, "Where did you meet her?"

I started to think of a story that would sound convincing, I probably could have gotten away with it but I looked at Mom and decided that I would tell her the truth...well most of the truth.

"She is Phyllis' sister; her younger sister."

"I didn't know that Phyllis had a sister."

"I didn't either, until last week. She had mentioned some family, but I didn't know it was a younger sister."

"Does she look like Phyllis?"

"Sort of, there is a resemblance, but she is not as tall as Phyllis and not as big...aa...aa."

"I know what you're getting at," Mom laughed.

"I take it she is pretty."

I sort of slumped down in the couch and softly said, "Oh Mom, she is the most beautiful woman I have ever known." Then I quickly added, "After, you of course."

That took Mom by surprise and she turned a little red. Then she smiled and pushed my arm, saying, "Oh you, flatterer, it's late, now get upstairs and wash up and to bed. You have to go to work in the morning."

I leaned over and kissed her on the cheek, got up and started up the stairs. As I went up, Mom said, "Johnnie, thank you...I really needed that."

I stopped on the stairs and smiled down at her and said, "Mom; you always told me to tell the truth."

She laughed, "Your incorrigible. Now get up to bed."

I went up and brushed my teeth, didn't have to wash up. I slept well that night, not only tired but happy.

The next morning when I got down to the kitchen to grab something for breakfast, Mom and Becky were already there.

Once again, I was questioned, but this time by Becky. After telling her that I had dinner at Gitano's, Becky got quiet and then she shouted, "You went out with a GIRL... MOMMY, JOHNNIE HAS A GIRLFRIEND, JOHNNIE HAS A GIRLFRIEND."

Mom told her to stop and I was able to finish breakfast in peace, sort of. Becky asked a thousand questions and would giggle and make comments about girlfriends.

As I was leaving for the store, Becky brought up the one thing that I wanted to put off for a while. She blurted out, "So when are we gonna meet your GIRLFRIEND?"

Mom turned around, she was laughing and said, "Becky, he has only known the girl for a short time. So I don't think that we need to meet her right now. But we will discuss it some other time."

To be continued.

Please let me know what you think about my story. Your comments and criticisms are always welcome. 



Best of Intentions Ch. 02



O what a heaven is love! O what a hell!  Thomas Dekker

Hell isn't merely paved with good intentions, it is walled and roofed with them.  Aldous Huxley (1894 -- 1963)

Chapter two in less than 6 months. Thank you for all your comments, I really appreciate them. Please don't stop. Hope you all like it. 

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In the morning, I left for the store early. I was walking on clouds, dancing and whistling all the way. However, as the day went on I began to think. Had I taken advantage of Maggie? Was she vulnerable because of the situation with her husband and did I take advantage of that? Would she have wanted me to make love to her if her marriage wasn't a mess?

The more I thought about it the worse I felt. I was a cad. How could I have done that to such a wonderful person?

By the time I left work and was walking to Phyllis' apartment, I was really down on myself.

I knocked on the door. Maggie opened it. She had a very serious look on her face. "Come in John," she said.

I walked into the apartment and when I got into the living room, I turned and faced her. Maggie looked at me and said, "John, are you okay?"

"Maggie, I want to apologize." I said with a quaking voice.

She has a questioning look and said, "Apologize? Apologize for what, John."

"For what I did last night; for taking advantage of you. You were...are vulnerable. You were looking for some support and all I did was think of how much I wanted you. I never thought of what you wanted."

Maggie came over to me. She put her hands on my chest and rested her face on my shoulder. In a quiet voice she said, "John, what I wanted last night was you. I had to have you; I thought that I had taken advantage of you.

She looked up at me and continued, "Yesterday morning, I decided that I was not going to let David hurt me any more. I made up my mind that I was not going back to him. I would stay here, get a job and start a new life. Then, when we got back from dinner, I realized that I really did want to start a new life, but...I want you to be a big part of that life.

"John, I was afraid that I had taken advantage of you. I thought that I had only considered what I wanted and not thought of you. It looks like we were both wrong, but we both got what we wanted."

I put my arms around her and held her tight. I lowered my face and kissed her lips, softly at first and then harder and more passionately. She responded to my kiss and held me tight.

When we parted I looked her in the eyes and said, "Maggie, I want to be a part of your life and I want you to be a part of mine."

I kissed her again and she said, "John, make love to me. I don't know what it is but I want you, I need you."

She took my hand and led me into the bedroom. She started to unbutton my shirt as I reached down and gripped the end of her sweater and pulled it up. She raised her arms to allow me to pull the sweater over her head.

She pulled the shirt off of my shoulders and it dropped to the floor. I slipped off my tee shirt as she removed my jeans. I unbuckled her belt and unzipped her jeans and I pushed them over her hips and onto the floor.

We stepped over to the bed and Maggie lay down on her back. She had a big smile and held her arms out to me. 

I went into her arms and we kissed, tongues pushing into each other's mouth. She spread her legs and I moved between them. 

I moved away from her and began to kiss her all over her face. Moving down to her neck, to her shoulders and then to her chest.

As I kissed her I reached behind her and unhooked her bra. I pulled it off and began to kiss her breasts. Taking the breast into my mouth and playing the nipples with my tongue.

Maggie was moaning and holding my head to her breast. 

I reached down and began to push her panties down. As I did, I thought of something I saw in a porno movie that a couple of us were watching in my friend Harry's basement. Jamal said the guy was muff diving. 

At the time, I thought that it was disgusting. How could anyone do that? Yea it was supposed to give the girl pleasure, but... If I could give Maggie pleasure, why not.

Now I started kissing down her body going to her stomach and playing with her belly button. Her hands were on my head and she was moaning, saying my name.

I moved lower and lower, kissing and softly biting. I came to the top of her panties. For the first time in my life I breathed in a female's sexual perfume. I was surprised just how pleasing it was, not only pleasing but arousing too. I was already erect, but now I had a steel rod between my legs. I have never been so hard, nor wanted release so badly.

But, first I wanted to pleasure this wonderful woman, who was holding my head to her body. I pulled her panties down her legs and she kicked them off. I moved lower and began to kiss her thighs, starting on the top and then to the inside. 

Maggie was moaning my name and saying, "John, what are you doing? What are you doing to me?"

I was far too intent on what I was doing to answer. Now, I began to kiss those glistening pink lips. She gasped when I kissed her. But, I wanted more, I wanted to taste her. I got my first hint when I licked my lips. Now experiencing the taste in conjunction with her fragrance, I had to have more. I began to lick the lips of her labia. Maggie tasted incredible, indescribably good. As I began to lick her and stick my tongue into her she started to writhe beneath me. She pushed my face into her vagina. I licked and sucked her with abandon. I wanted more and more.

Maggie was so wet and I lapped it up with a hunger that surprised me. I moved up a little and slowly inserted my finger into her vagina. It took a few moments but I found what I was looking for. That little button just above those luscious lips. 

When I found it, I kissed it. Maggie let out with a shriek. Realizing that I was where I wanted to be, I began to minister to her clit. I sucked the little button, I licked it and played with it with my tongue, all the while pumping my fingers in and out of her vagina. Maggie was shaking, and crying out. She was trying to push my head completely into her body.

She went stiff and pushed her hips into my face. Maggie let out with a long drawn out whine that seemed to go on forever. Again and again she pushed her hips up. I didn't slow down until she started to go limp.

I moved up next to her and took her in my arms. Maggie wrapped her arms around me and held me tight. She smiled at me and said, "What are you trying to do to me? No one has ever done that to me. Isn't it enough that I am mad about already? Do you have to do this to me? You have ruined me. I could never be satisfied with another man."

"Then my plan worked," I laughed wickedly, "Now you will never leave me."

"John that will never happen. You are stuck with me."

With that, she crushed me to her and mashed her lips into mine. She pulled me on top of her and taking my rock hard dick in her hand she guided me between her legs. I wanted to ram my dick into her, to force it into her. But, I held back and slowly and gently entered her. Pushing into her until we were completely joined. I held still and looked into her bright green eyes. She was smiling up at me; I lowered my face and lightly kissed her lips.

I began to move my hips. Stroking my dick in and out of her vagina. Slowly at first, taking my time, enjoying the feeling of that soft tight wet sheath that was wrapped around my dick. Maggie would squeeze her vaginal muscles every once in a while and I would groan with pleasure.

She had her legs spread wide and I grabbed them and put them over my shoulders. I started slamming my dick into her, deeper and deeper I pushed, harder and harder I rammed my dick into her.

She was bucking up into me with a passion that matched mine. Then she brought her legs down off my shoulders and wrapped them around my waist. She squeezed me into her, pushing up so as to take me completely into her.

We both screamed out as wave after wave of passion and pleasure crashed over us, completely engulfing us in orgasmic delight. We clung onto each other as she shook and quaked and I shot load after load of my semen into her body, completely emptying my balls into her vagina.

I collapsed on top of her and then moved to her side. We were both gasping for breath and were soaked with sweat and the wetness of our lovemaking.

We lay there looking at each other's face. No words, no kisses, just looking into her eyes. 

Maggie ran her hand over my cheek and smiled. Her lips moved, but no sound came. It was like she wanted to say something but couldn't. She closed her eyes and laughed to herself. When she opened her eyes, she looked at me. I looked into her eyes and in with very quiet voice I said, "I love you, Maggie."

She smiled and in an equally soft voice said, "And I love you, John."

We moved closer and softly kissed. The kiss lasted forever. It was the seal of our commitment to each other, of our stated love.

We lay with our arms around each other, just holding, nothing more. We moved to our backs and pressed our sides together, staring at the ceiling.

She asked, "Are you hungry? It's already 5:30."

I answered, "I'm starving, but I'm starving for you." I grabbed her and began to bite her neck saying, in my best Count Dracula voice, "I vant you, only you can satisfy my hunger."

Maggie let out with a scream and laughing and giggling began to fight me off. I continued to softly bite her, moving all over her body. We wrestled for a while, with her laughing and giggling and me growling and biting.

Finally, I let her go, fell back on the bed and sighed, "Curses, foiled again."

Maggie was laughing as she sat up. "My god, you're insatiable," she said.

I looked over at her and said, "Yes, I am. I will never get enough of you, ever."

"I hope so, John," and she leaned over and quickly kissed my lips. She jumped up and said, "Lets eat."

She put on a robe and threw one to me. I looked at it and she said, "It's Phyllis'." I was going to complain, but it was a dark blue terry cloth robe and it fit pretty well, just a little short.

Maggie had started dinner before I had gotten to the apartment and now only had to re-heat it. As we sat in the kitchen eating, I told Maggie about Mom's questions and Becky's teasing. When I finished, Maggie said, "Well, I think that I should meet your family, and probably the sooner the better. Your Mother will be happier, meeting this woman whose dating her son and your sister is not going to give you any peace, until she meets me."

I laughed, "When do you want to do it? How about Friday? I know that Mom is going to want to make dinner and as she gets off early on Friday, I think it would be a good time."

Maggie took a deep breath and smiling at me said, "Sounds good to me, let's do it."

We cleaned up after dinner and Maggie reminded me that I was supposed to meet Harry to finish a job that we had promised to do for one of our High School teachers.

We decided that Maggie wouldn't come to Harry's as she thought that she should meet Mom and Becky first.

There was no way that I wanted to leave Maggie and work with Harry, but... We took a quick shower, well, maybe it wasn't so quick, but it was quicker than I wanted, and I left for Harry's.

Harry was my oldest and best friend. There are photos of us in a playpen together. Harry's sister was a few months older than Becky, they were also best friend. Thus, when I arrived at Harry's house the first thing I heard was Edie screaming, "JOHNNIE HAS A GIRLFRIEND, JOHNNIE HAS A GIRLFRIEND."

Harry knew about Maggie, well some stuff anyway. But, I knew he didn't tell Edie. BECKY. I smiled at Edie and said, "If you will excuse me, I have to go home...and tear Becky's head off and then I will be back and tear your head off."

She ran out of the room laughing and screaming, "MOMMY, DADDY, Johnnie said he was going to tear my head off."

Harry's Dad came out from the kitchen, followed by Edie. "Johnnie, don't you dare tear Edie's head off...but, it would be a lot quieter here. No, no, don't do it because there would be a terrible mess and we would have to clean the rugs."

"DAaaAAD," Edie screamed.

"Okay honey, John, you will not tear Edie's head off or I will be forced to tear your head off..."

Edie was giving me a smug grin.

Her father continued, "...and then the mess will be even bigger, what with two heads and two messes..."

"MOM, DADDY IS TEASING"

"Okay, honey," he laughed. Then in a very serious voice and shaking his finger at me, he said, "John, don't do it."

"Alright, Mr. Beck, I won't"

Being satisfied, Edie quieted down and said, "Thanks...Pop," and ran out of the room.

Harry and I went into the basement, to finish the project.

While there I told him about Maggie coming to dinner on Friday. He laughed and said well then you will probably see Edie on Friday night. I knew that would definitely happen. 

Harry told me that there was a group of our friends going to the beach on Saturday and why didn't I bring Maggie. It sounded good and I told him that I didn't see a problem and I felt Maggie would love to come with us.

We finished the project and I got home about 9:15 pm. Mom and Becky were watching television. They both looked up and Becky said, "Edie told me that you were going to rip her head off, but her father stopped you."

"Becky!" Mom said sharply and Becky stopped.

I wasn't sure exactly how to broach the subject of having Maggie come for dinner, so I waited.

I didn't have to wait long, because Becky started in again, "So when are we going to meet your GIRLFRIEND?"

Mom glanced over at me with an exasperated look on her face. As Mom turned to Becky, no doubt going to shush her, I said, "How about Friday evening?"

Mom did a double take and stammered, "Friday?" Becky was staring at me with her mouth open.

"Yea, I can meet her after I finish up at Peter's and we could come here."

Mom quickly got over the surprise and said, "That would be wonderful. Of course she will stay for dinner."

"That would really be nice, Mom. Thanks." I responded.

"Johnnie, is there any thing that she doesn't like?"

"She is not a fussy eater, Mom. So I don't think that should be a problem."

Mom got up and as she walked into the kitchen she mumbled, "I'll have to get to the store..."

Betsy was just sitting on the couch staring at me. "You really bringing her here?"

"You heard me. Maggie will be here on Friday afternoon and you will be able to meet her."

"Is she nice? Do you think she will like me? I wonder if I'll like her? What do ya think? Huh Johnnie?" she rattled off.

"She is very nice. She will probably like you and I think that you will like her a lot."

"She's probably going to hate me and I will hate her and if she is going out with you she is probably a troll...I gotta make a phone call," she giggled a he ran out of the living room.

I laughed and shouted after her, "Troll, huh? Okay we'll see, TROLL."

I went into the den and played a game on the Apple. I went up to bed around 10:40 pm, listened to the radio for a while and then went to sleep.

The week flew by, Tuesday I went to Phyllis', Maggie and I just cuddled and talked. She told me that as suave and sophisticated as her husband was he was extremely conservative and unimaginative in bed. 

He thought that oral sex was disgusting. He would always want to be on top and if she didn't have an orgasm during coitus he would bring her off with his fingers. Later, when he decided that she was barren, even that stopped.

She told me that after we made love and I preformed oral sex on her, she realized that she didn't know what a real orgasm was. And she once again told me that I had ruined her.

I told her that I couldn't imagine ever being satisfied with anyone other than her. We just sat on the couch holding each other, until it was time for me to go. 

I felt so wonderful, I knew that I was really in love with Maggie and I knew that she loved me.

Wednesday and Thursday I worked as night manager and since we were doing inventory, I didn't get out until well after midnight. The thing was that I was starting at 11:00 am. So I didn't see Maggie at all on those days.

On Friday, I had planned to get out of work at 4:00 pm and pick up Maggie and head home. Mom would be there and Becky probably wouldn't be home until around 4:45 pm. That would allow Mom to talk with Maggie and me without the constant bombardment of questions from Becky.

However, Friday afternoon, Peter came over to me at about 1:30 pm and said, "You really did me a solid the past two days. Why don't you go get changed, take off and I will punch you out at four." 

I was ecstatic, "Wow, Peter, thanks a lot," I said as I ran for the locker room. I had been working in the basement and was really dirty so I quickly showered, then I dressed and left the store.

I got to Phyllis' and knocked. As I heard Maggie walking to the door I said, "Maggie, it's me."

Maggie threw the door open, grabbed my arm, pulled me into the apartment and shut the door. She looked at me and took me in her arms and kissed me.

She was wearing a light robe that was tied at the waist. She wasn't wearing anything underneath.

I ran my hands all over her back, holding and caressing her ass. I pulled her into me and ground my erection into her.

We parted and she said, "You're early, I haven't even showered yet."

I smiled and said, "Great, I will wash your back."

She ran her hands through my hair and laughed, "Your hair is still a little damp, you showered at the store. So then, I guess I will have to find a way to get you all sweaty."

"We will have to find a way to get us both sweaty," I laughed as I scooped her up in my arms and carried her into the bedroom.

She started to take off my shirt as I carried her and when I stood her on the bedroom floor she ripped my shirt off and then tore my pants off. She pushed me onto the bed. As I was lying there on my back she came over to me and kissed me while stroking my dick.

She started to kiss my chest as she continued to stroke me. I just lay there with my eyes closed. Then I felt a soft wet warm sensation on the tip of my dick.

I looked down and saw that Maggie had taken the tip of my dick into her mouth. She was swirling her tongue around it. The feeling was like nothing I had ever felt before. 

Maggie was lying perpendicular to my body and I reached over and pulled her hips up until she was straddling my face. We were in the perfect 69 position (another first for the both of us).

She had her legs spread and I could see the glistening lips of her labia, I could almost taste the pleasing aroma of her sex. I slightly lifted my head and kissed those sweet tasting lips. 

Maggie moaned as she continued to suck my dick. Her moaning sent spasms of delight through my body. I began to suck and lick her labia, savoring her taste like a connoisseur appreciates a fine wine. I licked and pushed my tongue into her vagina. 

Maggie was moaning as she pumped her head on my dick, I couldn't hold back any more and I groaned, "Maggie, I'm gonna cum."

Her answer was to suck on my dick all the harder. I reached down and held her head to my crotch as my body went stiff and I began to ejaculate into her hungry mouth. She sucked and swallowed my cum, not a single drop escaped from her lips.

The pleasure completely overwhelmed me. I had no control, no thought other than the wonderful feeling that my love was giving me. 

As I calmed down a bit, I realized that my pleasure had caused me to stop pleasuring Maggie. I immediately renewed my oral ministrations to the lips of her vagina, kissing and licking those pink puffy lips.

I wrapped my arms around Maggie's hips and pulled her into me forcing her vagina into my face. I pushed my tongue into her love tunnel, lapping up the nectar that was oozing from her.




Best of Intentions Ch. 02



As I attended to her pleasure, Maggie rose up and pushed down onto my face. I moved my tongue over to her sweet little love button and began to kiss and suck on it. I moved my hand under her and inserted a finger into her vagina. With the other hand I rubbed her anus. 

Maggie had been saying my name over and over. However, now the words no longer were discernable and it sounded like incoherent babble.

She was fucking herself into my face as fast and as hard as she could. Riding me like never before. Then she let out with a long, drawn out, high pitched moan and her body went stiff. With her head thrown back, she began to tremble and shake in a powerful orgasm. 

I redoubled my efforts and sucked and licked her with abandon, until she fell forward and just lay on top of me panting. 

Maggie slowly got up and turned around she looked down at me and smiled. She took my hardening dick in her hand and stroked it until it was once again fully erect. Her leg went over my hips and she slowly lowered herself onto my newly erect dick.

She lay on top of me hugging and cuddling. Her head was at my shoulder and my arms were around her. 

We didn't move, just lay there holding each other and whispering our love.

Maggie began to flex her vaginal muscles squeezing my dick. It sent shocks of pleasure through my entire body. She began to move. Rotating her hips as she messaged my dick with her vagina.

I began to move, pushing up into her.

Maggie looked at me and said, "John, don't move. This is for you, I'll do all of the work.

I just lay still.

Maggie stopped and began to squeeze my dick. She crushed my dick. It was magnificent. She brought it to that nebulous point between pain and pleasure and held me there. I couldn't believe what she was doing to me. The feeling was indescribable, the pleasure unbelievable.

She began to hump on me, moving up and down on my dick. When she got down she would grind her hips into me.

It became harder and harder to keep still. I just wanted to start fucking her but I held off. Maggie went on like this forever.

Eventually, I could only take so much of this. I started to hump up forcing my dick as deep into her as I could.

Then she sat up, towering above me, riding my dick, lifting and dropping. I was a bucking bronco and she was the rodeo rider. We loved, we humped, we fucked. We were one in heart and soul. I loved this woman and I knew that she loved me.

As we loved I felt my release coming. I increased my efforts and told her I was near.

"Oh John, I want you, I need you cum with me. Oh god, John cum with me, I'm so close, I want to cum with you.

She wrapped her legs around me and pulled me into her. I kept humping and pumping into her and as my orgasm approached, my efforts increased. I began to slam my dick into her as Maggie slammed back into me.

As we fucked, I felt my balls tighten and the semen begin its trip up into and through my dick. And I exploded into Maggie's body. I pumped my cum into her again and again. I filled her to over flowing and she screamed my name over and over as I yelled my love for her.

We held on to each other as we orgasmed, coming together, pleasuring each other, loving each other, living for each other. We came together and we screamed together and she fell into my arms and just lay there. Panting and smiling at each other.

Loving Maggie was an adventure, never the same and always mind blowing. I couldn't help myself, I had so much love and devotion for Maggie, all I wanted was for her to feel good.

We lay in bed with my arms around her, holding her close, as she held me.

When our hearts and breath got back to normal, she hugged me and in a very quite voice asked, "John, please promise that you will love me forever."

I looked at her and was about to make a wise crack, but looking at her I realized that she was very serious.

I pulled her close to me and said, "Maggie, I swear that I will never stop loving you."

She brightened up and giggled, "Tell me, are you sweaty enough? Can we shower now?"

"I may have to shower, but I love the way you smell. So good, so sexy...God you smell good."

"Yea, that's all I have to do meet your Mother, smelling like I just had wild, wonderful sex."

"I see no problem with that," I laughed.

"NO, we go to the shower, NOW." She giggled.

She jumped out of bed and ran into the bathroom. I quickly followed her.

We showered, not quickly, but eventually we got out and dried off and set out for my home by 3:15 pm.

We were sitting in the living room, when Becky came through the front door; she was about twenty minutes early. She yelled, "MOM, I'm home, when is Johnnie and the Troll going to get here?"

She ran into the living room where the three of us were sitting. Becky looked at us and zeroed in on Maggie and said, "Oh no...NNOOOOO."

She ran up the stairs weeping.

Mom got up, she was softly laughing and said, "Let me go up and talk to her."

Maggie stood up and said, "Can I go up?"

Mom gave her a funny look and said, "If you want, please go ahead. And good luck."

As Maggie went up the stairs, Mom looked at me and said, "That's quite a girl you have there Johnnie. But, I think that she has bitten off more than she can chew."

Less than ten minutes later, we heard the two of them come bouncing down the stairs and Becky's high pitch giggle. Maggie was saying, "...You thinks that's bad, at least you don't have to wear clothes that Johnnie has out grown. I always had to wear the stuff that was too small on Phyllis or she didn't want."

Becky laughed, "Well I do wear his clothes...I steal his cool tee shirts." The two of them laughed.

They came into the living room and Becky started to tell Mom about all of the things that Maggie and she had in common. They were both younger sisters and they were always picked on, etc.

Maggie had won Becky over.

Dinner went by quickly. Both Becky and Mom loved Maggie and she loved them. Mom even got a little time to talk to Maggie alone. It must have gone well, because the two of them were laughing and Mom seemed happy.

After dinner, Edie and Mrs. Beck came over. After being introduced to Maggie, Becky and Edie ran up to Becky's room giggling all the way.

We spent the rest of the evening talking. At about 9:15 pm, Maggie said she really had to go, we were getting up early to go to the beach. 

Maggie wanted to walk back to Phyllis' apartment. As we walked Maggie held my hand. I just held her hand and walked close to her in silence. We didn't need to talk, I had nothing to say, I had everything to say. Everything I felt for her she knew. Just by holding her hand I was professing my love for her.

After a while Maggie started to talk. She told me that when she talked with Mom, Mom said that she didn't think Maggie was only 18, although she looked younger. Maggie wouldn't lie to Mom and told her that she was 23. At that point Mom started to laugh and said, "It has to be in the blood, like father like son." 

Maggie said, "I don't understand."

Mom laughed, "It seems that the Coleridge men appreciate the older woman. You see, I was six years older than Johnnie's father. So for me to say anything about you being older than Johnnie would make me a hypocrite. My dear, for all the things I am, a hypocrite I am not." 

Then she looked at Maggie and said in a very soft voice, "He loves you, Maggie. Please don't hurt him."

Maggie looked at Mom and said, "Mrs. Coleridge, I love John more than anything. I promise I will never hurt him."

We got back to Phyllis' apartment and we said good night. We said good night for a long time.

The next day I arrived at Phyllis' at 6:45 am. We picked Harry at about 7:45 am. Hey, I had to help Maggie to get dressed...after I undressed her.

I think that Harry fell in love with Maggie. If you could have seen his face when he met her. 

We went to the State Park, to an out of the way beach that we had found years ago. This was our beach.

Within a half hour Maggie was accepted. She was one of us. Now don't get me wrong, she had to earn it. A couple of guys hit in her and she made it perfectly clear that she was mine and no one else's. When one guy asked her what I had that he didn't have, she very quietly said, "Me."

All of the girls loved that and they more or less, accepted her. One of my friends, Didi, who I had known since grammar school, came up to me and said, "Oh Johnnie, I am so happy for you. Maggie is a wonderful girl and she really likes you. I am so happy." We hugged.

That evening when we got back to Phyllis' apartment at around 7:30 pm, we fell asleep until 10:00 pm.

When I got home, Mom asked where I had been as Harry was home at 7:00 pm. I honestly told her that we went to Phyllis' apartment and fell asleep on the couch. 

Mom laughed, "If you had told me anything else, I might not have believed you. But how can I not believe that. Now get to bed we have church tomorrow. Remember service is at 8:00 am and that's early...especially for you."

The next morning, at around 7:30 am the doorbell rang. Mom answered it and gasped as she saw Maggie there.

Maggie said, "John invited me to come to Sunday Services. I haven't been to church since I came to Baltimore. I hope you don't mind." 

Mom was almost in tears, she said, "Maggie, you are always welcome...in my home and in our church."

As I came down the stairs, I saw Maggie. I said, "Maggie you're here. That's great."

Mom looked at me and said, "John. (I knew that I was in trouble) it would have been nice if you had told me."

"Oh god Mom. I kinda forgot."

Mom laughed and Becky yelled, "Punish him, Mom. Make him live in the basement forever."

Maggie said, "Becky, don't you think that living in the basement forever is a bit harsh?"

"Ok, how about a hundred years?"

Maggie had an evil look in her eyes and she "That's better, Johnnie is young, and a hundred years is nothing to him." 

Before I could say anything, Mom said, "We are going to church NOW. If we want to talk about punishing Johnnie, perhaps we will talk about other things, Becky...Huh?"

We went to church.

We had a wonderful time. Well as wonderful as church can be. Everyone loved Maggie.

When we got home, Maggie pulled me aside. "John, I want to show you something." She pulled out a piece of paper.

I looked at it and said, "Maggie, this is a resume."

"Yes, it's my resume, have been working on it for over a week. I want to send it out to a number of employers. I would like you to look it over and see if it's okay,"

"It looks okay to me. But, I think you should let Mom look at it. She is very good with that stuff."

Mom looked at it and after a careful reading said that she thought that it was perfect.

Maggie said she was sending it out the next day.

The next two months were heaven. Maggie and I were together and I had never been happier. I was in love and I was loved.

One evening after a wonderful love making session, as we lay in her bed, we were talking about our future. I once again told Maggie that I was going to marry her. Usually, Maggie would laugh and say, "Lets see how you feel after you graduate." 

However, this evening she became serious. "I know how you feel, John and you know that I feel the same way. I love you and I want nothing more than to be your wife. But, there is the fact that I probably can't have children. There is the possibility that if we marry, we will never have a child of our own."

I looked into her beautiful green eyes and said, "Maggie, when we get married we will have children. If we are able to make one or adopt, the child will be ours. We will have a child of our own."

Maggie held me tight and wept, "John, I love you so much." We lay in bed with our arms around each other.

Maggie received responses to her letters and resumes and had a number of interviews. In mid-August she had received a job offer. She was to start in the second week of September. 

We celebrated, first in bed and later Maggie, Becky, Mom and I went to celebrate at Gitano's.

The next week, Harry and I went to orientation at the University. Life was good.

It was coming up to the last weekend in August. I was going to start classes on Monday. Maggie would be starting her new job the following Monday.

All of our friends were getting together on Saturday for a big End of Summer Beach Bash. Maggie and I were getting things for the Bash. We couldn't wait.

Phyllis came back that Thursday, I couldn't get to the airport, so Maggie went alone. We had a huge delivery that came late, so I didn't get to Phyllis' that night.

The next day, Friday I got out of work at around 4:00 pm and practically ran to Phyllis'. I bought some things to celebrate her return.

It was raining, pouring like a monsoon. Even with my big golf umbrella, my feet and pant legs were soaked. But, I couldn't have cared less; I was walking on clouds.

I got to the apartment and knocked. Phyllis answered and I almost shouted, "Welcome home," and I gave her the goodies.

She gave me a quick hug and thanked me for the presents. I should have seen that there was a tension but I was still in the clouds.

Then Phyllis said, "John, we have to talk."

I was expecting this and I turned to her and said, "Yes, I know...look I didn't mean for this to happen, but it did and I love Maggie more than anything. Phyllis, we are in love." I continued nonstop telling her all about our plans, how we are going to wait until I get my degree.

Then Phyllis said in a rather stern voice, "JOHN, please. Let me talk. I know all about what happened, but now you have to listen, you have to listen to me."

"Shouldn't Maggie be here? This does involve her, too," I said. Then I added, "Where is Maggie?"

"She's not here, John."

"I can see that Phyllis, but where is she?"

"She's gone, John."

I started to get angry. "Where has she gone, Phyllis."

Phyllis took a deep breath and said, "She has gone back to David, John. She is going to make her marriage work."

It was like she hit me in the stomach with a baseball bat. I couldn't breathe. I gasped and said, "That isn't even close to being funny, Phyllis."

'I'm not being funny, John. She left this morning, she is flying back to him. I'm so sorry."

"No, no,no,NO,NO, SHE WOULDN'T DO THAT. SHE WOULDN'T GO BACK TO HIM. SHE LOVES ME AND I LOVE HER. SHE WOULDN'T DO THAT."

I started crying. The tears ran, my heart shattered and I cried.

Phyllis was saying something, but I couldn't hear anything but the sound of the overwhelming pain. 

All of a sudden, I felt a rage start to build, a cold quiet rage, an anger that I had never before experienced. I started to laugh, it was a cold angry laugh.

Phyllis went quiet and looked at me.

I looked up and said, "What a stupid fucking fool I am. What an ass. You guys must have had a real good laugh. The young sucker, took it all in and believed it."

Phyllis started to say something, but I cut her off saying, "I don't want to hear it, Phyllis. I see it all now, she found David fucking some young bitch and she came out here to get her revenge on him, by fucking some young fool.

"Well she got her revenge, but I fell in love with her. And she had her fun telling me that she loved me and that we were going to be together forever. 

"What a sap, I am. I believed every word. I swallowed every thing she said, hook, line and sinker. CHRIST what an ass."

I got up and walked to the door. I turned and looked at Phyllis and said, "You have no idea how much I hate the two of you right now. Good bye, Phyllis...have a nice life."

Phyllis started to say something, but I just opened the door, walked out and quietly closed it behind me.

I went down the stairs out the front door into the pouring rain. By the time I was on the sidewalk in front of the building, I was soaked to the skin.

I stood there in the rain looking up into the sky and cried. The rain hid my tears. It was like the rain washed all of the hatred and anger out of me and all that was left was the pain, the hurt and the love I still had for Maggie.

After a long time, I stopped crying and slowly walked home. I opened the front door and found a note saying that Mom and Becky had gone to the Beck's and weren't sure what time they would get home.

I was glad about that. I didn't want them to see me like this. I stripped off my clothes, dumped them in the basement and went up to my room and went to bed.

Mom and Becky got back at around 10:00 pm and Mom came into my room.

She sat on the bed; I tried to pretend that I was asleep. Mom didn't believe it.

"John, what's wrong?"

I rolled over and said, "She's gone, Mom...she left me." I started to cry again.

Mom took me into her arms and held me, as I wept. I heard Becky come to the door and say, "What's the matter?"

Mom simply said, "Not now, Beck, later."

Becky silently left.

Finally, the tears stopped. I just didn't have any more. I was all cried out.

I lay back down on the bed and Mom got up. As she stood there looking at me she said, "When you are ready to talk, John, I will be here."

I didn't even answer.

The next morning, Harry arrived at about 7:00 am. I was still in bed. He came bursting into my room, yelling, "Come on get your butt out of bed, lazy bones, its PAR-TAY TIME."

I sat up quickly and the room started spinning and I fell back onto the bed. 

Harry come over to me, "What's wrong man?"

Mom had come in and put her hand on my forehead, I was burning up.

I was in bed with the fever until Monday morning, when I had to start classes. I was almost glad that I got that fever, I had been in no mood to party and it saved me from answering questions. Especially because I didn't have any answers.

For the next few days I walked around in a fog. I was lucky that either Harry or Ethel were in all of my classes. They watched so that I didn't walk in front of any cars.

Ethel is Ethel Freeman. Harry and I met her during orientation. Like Harry and I, she was a Computer Science Major. 

Ethel was tall, about two inches shorted than me, thin, with a very pretty face. She initially came across as cold, but once she became friends, she was warm and personable. She had a quick and we soon discovered a sharp wit, with a warm smile and an easy laugh.

The three of us hit it off right away and as time passed we became close friends.

A few days after starting classes, I sort of came to my senses. I decided that I would not mope around and let her ruin my life. I would get back into the world of the living.

Mom noticed the change almost immediately. She brightened up. She had been concerned about me.

One evening, about a month after Maggie left, Mom and I sat in the living room and I opened up. I told her everything, the sex (no I didn't get descriptive) Maggie's marriage situation and everything that happened the night I last saw Phyllis.

Mom just listened, no comments, no judgment, no criticism. Some time later Mom did say that she couldn't understand that she could be so wrong about a person. She would never have guessed that Maggie would have just run off. "Johnnie, I really thought that she loved you."

I threw my self into my work. If I wasn't in classes, I was in the library studying or working at Peter's.

I took all of the courses that I could. I went to intersession classes and took summer classes. I was like a man possessed, but it did ease the pain some.

With respective to dating, I kept it safe, only going out in a group. I wasn't going to get burned again. Ethel laughed and said, "I don't know if you are just gun shy or still in love with her."

Harry looked at me, "Both," he said.

I received my BS in Computer Science in three years and my Masters the next year. 

After finishing school I threw my self into work with equal vigor. Harry, Ethel and I had started a computer consulting business between their sophomore and junior years; 3G Computer Consultants. We had designed an inventory system for Peter, and he loved it. When Peter loved something, he would tell everyone about it. In a short while, we had installed similar systems in a number of other businesses. All of them friends of Peter. 




Best of Intentions Ch. 02



Ethel's brother Morton, an attorney, got us to copyright our program and he set up a corporation for us. I was president (no one else wanted it), Harry was vice-president, (I want a buffer between me and complaining customers, and that's you John) and Ethel was the Secretary/Treasurer. Ethel was our money person; she could stretch a dollar until it screamed, and we really needed to stretch all of our dollars.

Slowly as we built our reputation, the business picked up. We had just finished installing a rather complicated system for a client, Frank Mitchell, another friend of Peter's and he was really happy about it. I had the job of starting it up and went back a couple of weeks later to insure that everything was running.

Frank called me into his office and said, "John, I am really happy with what you and 3G have done. I have a friend in the IT department of a big bio-medical corporation down town and they are looking for someone to design and install some sort of system."

"Well, I was raving about the work that you guys did for me and he told me to have you put in a proposal. I have what they are looking for and the specs here. It's not a really big job, and I know that you could handle it."

He gave me the specs and I began to look them over. I broke into a big grin and said, "Damn, this stuff is right up Ethel's alley, she loves working with this."

Frank Laughed, "Well get back to the office and draw up the proposal. When you're finished let Peter and I look it over. I more or less know that they want, other than the technical stuff and well Peter knows business."

Two days later, I was back in Frank's office with a proposal, Peter was also there. They looked it over closely. The only change they wanted was the money, they insisted that I triple it. They told me that if I came in too low that the company would think we didn't know what we were doing. I made the change and sent it in.

Two weeks later I got a call from the IT department asking that we come down and give a presentation of what we would do. I told him that we would be there.

I hung up the phone and turned to Ethel and Harry and said, "That IT guy wants a presentation ...who wants to go."

Both of them went into a panic, they couldn't do it, "We freeze up in front of people. You have to do it John. We would blow it, bad."

I had known that I would get that reaction but I always did it. I was the people man. I didn't mind. We would all work on it and Harry always knew what questions that I would be asked. I would be prepared.

Three days later I was downtown, in a conference room making a presentation in my only suit. I thought that it went well.

Frank was really happy, obviously they liked the proposal and this was like the final four, you are in the running.

About a week and a half later we received a large envelope, hand delivered, with an acceptance letter and a contract.

Ethel made a quick copy and ran out of the office, yelling, "I have to bring this to Morty. He has to look it over."

Forty-five minutes later, Ethel was back with Morty's seal of approval.

I then called the IT guy and he told me that I would have to meet with the big boss and then sign the papers. Could I be there on Thursday at 1:00 pm? I paused for a second and then told him I would be there.

I hung up and did an Indian war dance around the office. Joined, of course by Harry and Ethel.

On Thursday afternoon, I was at their office at 12:45 pm and met with my IT contact for a short while. He then escorted me to the big boss' office. He was telling me that the decision had been made and meeting with the big boss was really just a formality. There would be no problem; just as long as I didn't throw up on her shoes. I laughingly told him that I would do my best to hold my lunch down.

He left me with the secretary, who said, "Please go right in, Mr. Coleridge, you are expected."

I walked into this huge office and closed the door behind me. There was no one sitting behind the desk. Then I heard a voice from the side of the room, "Hello, Johnnie."

Even before I turned, I smiled and said, "Hello, Phyllis."

To be continued. Let me know. 



Best of Intentions Ch. 03



Here is the next installment of the story. Let me know what you think about it, good or bad.

"You are so beautiful, to me." (B. Preston -- B. Fisher) sung by Joe Cocker.

*

I then turned toward Phyllis. She looked wonderful, as beautiful as ever and I told her so.

"Thank you, John and you look great." She motioned to a group of chairs around a small table and said, "Here, please let's sit."

As we sat she asked, "How's your Mom? I had heard that she was ill."

"Well, we had a bout with breast cancer but after the surgery, we seem to have beaten it, knock on wood," I said as I knocked on the side of my head.

"And how is Becky?"

I laughed and said, "As insufferable as ever, she just finished her first year at Georgetown."

"Georgetown, that's wonderful."

"It's a bit on the pricey side but they gave her a scholarship and we got her through. But, now you will be paying for her."

"I'm glad we could work it out."

I steeled myself and said, "How is Maggie?"

She gave a small smile and said, "She is fine, doing well"

I softly said, "That's wonderful."

I wanted to ask her a million questions, but I didn't know where to start. I went silent. It was just about become awkward when Phyllis' secretary came into the office and said in a nervous voice, "I'm sorry to interrupt, Ms. Dumont, but Nelson was just on the phone and he said he has Jason on the line from London and things aren't going too good..."

Phyllis interrupted saying, "I'll be right there." She turned to me and said, "Please excuse me, John, but this is very important."

I started to get up and Phyllis stopped me saying, "No, stay here, John, make yourself at home. There is a bar behind that panel, make yourself a drink."

I said, "That's okay, I'm fine."

She stopped and said, "There's also a tea pot and some Earl Grey there."

I smiled and said, "Now that I can go for."

"I'll be back as soon as possible," and she ran out of the office.

I went over to the bar and put some water on. As it boiled, I measured out the tea, we never used tea bags. I poured the boiling water into the teapot and let it brew.

I started to walk around the office. I looked at the photos in the bookcase (she did say to make myself at home). There were some photos of Phyllis and some guy, a handsome guy. They had their arms around each other, lucky man.

I saw what seemed to be familiar photo so I picked it up and looked at it closely. It was a photo of Maggie and me. It was a photo that was taken at the first beach party we went to. I think that Harry or Didi took it. We had our arms around each other, our cheeks pressed together and we were giving goofy smiles to the camera. Why the fuck did she have that.

As I put it back I saw that there was another framed photo. It was a silver frame with blue letters that read "To the World's Greatest Auntie." It was a photo of Maggie and a beautiful little blonde girl. They had their cheeks pressed together and they were giving goofy smiles to the camera.

I knew the instant that I looked at that photo that I was looking at my daughter. She seemed to be about four or five years old. She was beautiful, with long blonde curls and bright blue eyes. I took the photo off of the bookcase and held it in my hands.

They looked so happy, being silly and grinning for the camera. I was totally lost in that photo. I have no idea how long I stood there staring at the picture, wanting it to be real, to see her move, to hear her voice.

I didn't hear Phyllis return nor did I hear her tell her secretary that we were not to be disturbed for ANY REASON AT ALL.

I realized that she was back when she put her hand on my shoulder and said, "I didn't think of those being there. I should have removed them."

I ignored what she said and said, "Her name is Katherine." It was a statement not a question.

Phyllis was obviously surprised. She stammered a little saying, "Yes, she's our Katie."

"That's the name we talked about giving our daughter."

I continued, "She is the reason that Maggie left."

"Aren't you making a rather large assumption..." Phyllis started.

I interrupted, turned to face her and said in a quite hard voice, "Don't go there, Phyllis. I think that I have been lied to enough."

Phyllis' face softened and she looked at me and said, "Yes, Maggie was pregnant when she left."

I looked at her and said, "But why did she leave? Why did she go? Could she think that I wouldn't want her? We could have married, we could have made a life for us and for our child. Did she think that I wouldn't want that?"

"She wanted that. She told me that she just learned that she was pregnant when she met me at the airport. She was going to tell you when you came over the next day."

"That can't be true, Phyllis. Then why did she go back to him?"

"That was my fault, John. I told Maggie that you were so young and could she straddle an eighteen year old with a wife and child. What kind of life would you have? You wouldn't have gone to school. I was afraid that you would have been stuck at that grocery store," she said softly.

I looked at her incredulously, "Do you think that I wouldn't have worked as hard as I have? Do you think that I would have just stopped and stocked shelves for the rest of my life? I would have broken my back working so that we could have made a life for our child and ourselves. Do you think that little of me?"

Then all of the pain, the ache, the anguish that I had been repressing all of these years overwhelmed me. My façade of nonchalance crumbled and I sat and I put my face in my hands and wept.

Phyllis came to me and put her arms around me and with tears in her eyes said, "Oh god, John, you still love her. John, I'm so sorry. I was wrong, so so wrong; I should have trusted you and Maggie. Can you find it in your heart to forgive me?"

I pulled myself together, placed my hands on her shoulders sat her in a chair and kissed her forehead. "You did what you thought was right. Your intentions were good. There is nothing to forgive, Phyllis."

"And, yes I love her I've never stopped loving her. That night when I told you that I hated you both, I wanted to, I wanted to hate you two so much but when I walked out into the rain, I realized that I didn't hate anyone. I loved Maggie and I always would."

"I decided that if she thought that she would be happy with David; I wouldn't ruin it for her. I guess I was right...she's still with him, isn't she?"

Phyllis slumped back into the chair. "David died about a month or so before Katie was born."

I looked at her and said, "Maggie was alone?"

Phyllis nodded, "I went out to be with her just before Katie was born and for a while after, but Maggie has been alone."

She got up and went behind the desk and sat. She took a pen and started to write. When she finished, she pushed the paper toward me. There appeared to be two addresses on it. I looked back up at Phyllis and said, "No, Phyllis, Maggie has made a life for herself. I don't want to go there and mess that up. I would die if I rang her bell and a man answered."

Phyllis gave me a small smile and said, "When you ring her bell, two people will answer; Maggie and Katie. Katie will be hiding behind her mother, peaking out to see who it is. John, there is no one else and there hasn't been anyone else, since she went back."

I reached out and picked up the addresses, one was in Minneapolis and the other in a place called Maple Grove. It appeared that one was her business address and the other was her home address. Phyllis confirmed this.

Then Phyllis said, "Oh god, the contract, I really think we should sign it."

As I picked up the contract I laughed. "As soon as we sign this, I will be officially banned from the office for the next two weeks. Harry and Ethel have decided that since I haven't taken any time off since we started school, when this contract is signed; I am to stay away from the office for two weeks. Even if there is an emergency."

Phyllis smiled and as she got up she said, "We can sign the contract in a minute. but give me a minute to see my secretary."

As she went out to talk to her secretary, I remembered the tea and got up and poured two cups. Remembering that Phyllis liked one cube and a "hint" of milk and just a little milk for me.

Phyllis returned and smiled when she saw the tea. She opened the contracts to the last page and signed them. She pushed them to me and I signed. She took one and I took the other.

Phyllis smiled and asked, "Now that we signed it, what are you going to do, John?"

"I hear that Minneapolis is beautiful this time of year," I answered as I sipped the tea.

Phyllis' secretary had walked in and handed her an envelope. After her secretary closed the door, Phyllis said, "John, I was hoping that's what you would say. Here take this, I hope in some small way it will make up for what I did."

I opened the envelope and found on line round trip boarding passes for a flight leaving Baltimore/ Washington International Airport at 9:00 pm this evening and arriving in Minneapolis at 10:30 pm local time.

She also had a hotel reservation for two weeks at the Hilton that was to be charged to her company.

I looked up at her and she said, "Please take it, John. I want to help."

"Thank you, Phyllis," I said as I put the envelope in my jacket pocket.

Looking at my watch, I said, "I'd better be going, I have a plane to catch and I have to get home and pack."

Phyllis smiled as I got up, "Things will work out, John. I know they will."

"I know, Phyllis," I told her as we hugged.

I left and caught a bus back to the office. When I got to the office, Harry and Ethel were there. Ethel took the contract and looked at it. Then the two of them turned to me and Harry said, "Now get the hell out of here and we don't want to see your ugly face in here for two whole weeks."

I was at my desk packing my laptop and getting some papers into my brief case. I turned and said, "Don't worry, I promise that you will not see my pretty face around here for the next two weeks."

Ethel looked at me in surprise; they had expected an argument. "Are you going somewhere?" she asked.

"Yea, I hear that Minneapolis is beautiful this time of year, what with the Mississippi River and all."

"Minneapolis? What the hell do you want to go to Minneapolis for?" Harry yelled.

"Well, I always wanted to taste a Minnesota." I giggled.

Harry screamed and threw a book at me, "PUNS...You and your damned puns."

Ethel looked at Harry like he was nuts and said, "What are you talking about?"

"He makes the worse puns in the entire world, and he... is ... always...making...them. Holy shit, Maggie's there isn't she?"

"Right, in one, Harry."

He had a look of concern on his face and he began to babble, "Do you know what the fuck you are doing? How do you even know she is there? What about David or there could be someone else in her life."

I put my hands on his arms and said, "I know exactly what I am doing. I am positive she is in Minneapolis. David passed away and although there is another person in her life, it's not what you think."

I turned back to my desk and continued to pack. Harry was still going on about how did I know, who told me, etc.

Finally, I said, "Look who signed the contract." Harry looked at me like I was crazy, but he opened the contract and then said, "Phyllis."

At this point Edith threw up her hands and screamed, "STOP. No more talking in code. I have been putting up with this crap for years." She pointed at me and said, "You get the hell out of here, get packed and get to Minneapolis and find that MAGGIE of yours. And you," pointing at Harry "are going to take me to McAnn's, buy me some drinks and tell me everything you know about this whole affair. Now get going."

As I ran out of the office, I heard Harry laugh and say, "Okay, let's shut this stuff down and close-up shop. McAnn's here we come."

I got in my car and drove home. When I got there I ran upstairs and shouted, "Oh, Rebecca, my sweet, darling, beautiful sister. Tell me where you are so that I may gaze upon your loveliness."

Mom was in her room and yelled, "Run for your life Becky, you know that he wants something."

Becky just started screaming.

I was laughing and ran into my room, got out a backpack and began to throw clothes and toiletries into it.

Mom and Becky got quiet and came into my room.

"What's going on, John? Were you drinking, celebrating the new contract?" Mom asked in a soft voice.

I slowed down and said, "The only thing that I have been drinking is tea. I'm taking that vacation that you two have been nagging me to take for the last few years. I'm going on a trip. I have to be at the airport for a 9:00 o'clock flight and Becky if you take me to the airport, you can use my car, while I'm gone."

"I can use your car. GREAT, by the way where you goin?" Becky asked.

"Minneapolis," I said.

"Minneapolis? What's in Minneapolis?" Becky said.

Before I could say anything, Mom said very seriously, "Becky, it's not what's in Minneapolis, but who's in Minneapolis."

I sat down on the bed. "You're right, Mom. Maggie is there."

"John, are you sure about this?"

"Mom, I know what I'm doing. I am positive that this is the right thing to do."

Becky chimed in with, "How do you even know that she is there, she could be anywhere."

"Phyllis told him." Mom said.

Both Becky and I looked at her in surprise. "How did you know?" I asked.

"When you came in before and I asked if you had been drinking, you said just tea. The only person you have ever had tea with is Phyllis."

"Yea, Mom, she's the big boss. She signed the contract," I said.

"What does she think about you going out to Minneapolis?" Mom asked.

I pulled the envelope out of my jacket pocket and said, "There is a round trip ticked in here. Phyllis had the reservations made and her company paid for the tickets and is paying for my hotel."

"Well then I guess that I won't have to worry about you," Mom said with a worried smile.

Becky and I both laughed and said, "Yea right, you won't worry."

Mom got up and helped pack my bag the right way. The three of us were on our way to the airport at around 7:00 pm.

The flight was uneventful and I got to the hotel around 11:30 pm local time. I called Mom, even though it was 1:30 am in Baltimore. I knew that she would not get to sleep until she heard that I was okay.

There was a message from Phyllis telling me that the bar in the room was there to be used. So use it. I made my self a drink.

I awoke the next morning at about 11:30 am, a little disoriented at first. But I came to very quickly. I showered and took my time getting dressed. I dressed casual, just a pair of slacks a collared shirt and a sports jacket.

I went down at about 1:00 pm and had a late brunch; I walked around down town and at about 2:30 pm started toward the business center where Maggie worked.

Phyllis told me that Maggie worked from 7:00am to 3:00 pm. All of her clients were on the east coast so their 9 to 5 was her 7 to 3. Maggie loved it because she was home about 4:00 pm after getting Katie from the after-school program.

Maggie would walk across the plaza to the bus depot and take the bus home. I positioned myself on a bench where I thought Maggie would pass.

3 o'clock came, nothing. 3:15 then 3:30 came and went. As the time passed I became more and more nervous. What if she doesn't come? What if she just ignores me? What if she doesn't want to see me? What a fool I am, sitting here and waiting, not knowing. I should just go back to the hotel, get my stuff and fly home. But, I knew full well, that I would sit here until dooms day waiting for her.

3:45...nothing. Then at about 3:50 I saw her walk through the revolving door. There she was...Maggie, my Maggie. She waited until three other women came out. They stood there talking for a minute and one of the women walked away. Maggie and the other two women started walking across the plaza.

My heart was beating so fast I thought it would explode. I wanted to scream to her, I wanted to run to her. I got up and started to slowly walk on an intercept course. I would meet them in the middle of the plaza. As I walked all thought left my mind, all I could do was take in her beauty. I stared.

The three women got a little a head of me. I fell in behind them about 15 feet away. I could hear her laughter and I was in heaven, I was in hell. I quickened my pace until I was about 6 feet behind them. Everything I had prepared to say was gone, but then in a voice loud enough to be heard, I said, "Excuse me; Mrs. Castleton."

Maggie stopped, glanced at her friends and then turned to face me, saying "Can I help youuuuu..." her eyes widened, she became pale, she stammered, "JJJJohnnn? John, is that you?" 

I stuttered, "Maggie...Maggie...oh my Maggie." I took a step toward her and then another. Maggie rushed into my arms. We wrapped our arms around each other and held on like our lives depended on it.

Our lips crushed together. Mouths open, tongues attacking. In my head I was screaming, she is mine again...she is in my arms again...I have my Maggie again.

After a life time our lips parted but we kept kissing each other's face. I was moaning Maggie's name over and over as she kept repeating mine.

All of a sudden we heard a rather loud voice, "AHEM, look we are really enjoying the show, but if you guys keep this up, the cops are going to come and arrest you."

Maggie jolted away from me, turned bright red and stammered, "AH...yea...John, this is Jessica and this is Matilda." Then she turned to them and said, "This is John, and old friend...no, he is the man I love."

Maggie hugged me close as the women held out their hands. I shook Matilda's first and she said, "Please call me Mattie." Then I shook Jessica's hand and she told me to call her Jess.

Jess looked at Maggie and then at me and said softly said, "John, I am so very happy to meet you...that you're here. Now we will leave you alone, bye."

As they left, Jess said in a loud voice, "Margaret, don't forget my party tomorrow. Bring John, because we are playing party games, called 200,000 questions, and you guys are it." She then gave a high pitch laugh as she and Mattie walked away.

Once again I took Maggie in my arms and kissed her. This time it was soft and loving. When we parted, Maggie said, "Oh John, I don't believe this. You are here. Let's sit and just talk.

I smiled, "Why don't we walk and talk, because the longer we sit here, the longer it will be until I meet Katie."

Maggie looked at her watch and then said, "KATIE, oh my god, we have to run John, oh god we can't miss the bus. Hurry! We have to get that bus."

We sprinted across the plaza, holding hands. Going as fast as Maggie could run. Through the depot door, up the ramp and down to the stall. We made the bus with about 30 seconds to spare.

The driver looked at us and said, "Margaret, you're here." Then in a voice loud to be heard by the whole bus, he said, "Oh look, the oil light went off. We can leave now."

There was snickering and laughter from some of the people in the bus.

Maggie smiled at the driver, "Thank you, George."

George smiled and said, "Was gonna hafto check the oil; couldn't have you missing the bus tonight." I reached into my pocket, but he just waved me by.

There weren't two seats together so I went to sit in a seat about 2 rows from Maggie, when one woman got up and said, "Margaret, you two sit here." She went to the seat I was going to sit in.

We sat there with our arms around each other trying to catch our breath. Maggie cuddled into me and with a little quiver in her voice and said, "About Katie..."

"I know that she is our daughter. I knew as soon as I saw that photo of the two of you in the Phyllis' office."




Best of Intentions Ch. 03



She hugged me tighter and whispered, "John, I'm so sorry..." I put my finger over her lips and told her ever so softly, "We are both sorry, we both made mistakes, but now we are together and all of that is in the past."

"Now, tell me what was the big hurry?"

Maggie started to laugh and hugged me, "Your introduction to fatherhood is going to be KINDERGARTEN GRADUATION."

I gave out a really loud laugh. Everyone turned to look, and then they smiled and went back to doing what they had been doing.

I sat back in the seat and with a grin on my face, holding my Maggie in my arms. The only way I can possibly express the feeling I had, is to paraphrase the last line of Robert Browning's poem Pippa's Song; Maggie's in my arms- all's right with the world.

All too soon the bus reached our stop, Maple Grove. I had to let Maggie go and we got off the bus and walked hand in hand to the elementary school where the graduation was to take place.

As we walked Maggie told me that Katie had spent the afternoon at a classmate's house, a boy in her class, who lived down the block from their home. The little boy's mother, Fran and Maggie were quite close. Fran and her Husband took both children to school that evening.

When we arrived, Fran and her husband Max had saved a seat for Maggie. However, one of Maggie's friends moved so that I was able to get the seat next to her.

When Maggie introduced us, Fran's eyes widened and she gripped my hand with hers and then hugged me. Obviously, she knew about me.

The auditorium was decorated to the hilt. Signs saying, congratulations, Hooray for the graduates, ribbons and streamers were all over.

After about fifteen minutes, spent telling Fran and Max about my trip and meeting up with Maggie, Pomp and Circumstances began to play. The auditorium went silent, a few seconds later the procession of young graduates started. There were about thirty children in the procession.

The boys were dressed in a royal blue cap and gown and the girls were dressed in a white cap and gown. They all had gold tassels hanging from the mortarboard. Then I saw her. Katherine, Katie, my daughter, she was beautiful. Blonde hair to just below her shoulders, done up in long curls. The biggest blue eyes I have ever seen, which got even bigger when she spotted Maggie.

She began to smile and wave frantically, but keeping her hand below her waist. They had been told not to wave. I'm sure that no one but Maggie and I saw the wave. Just as I was sure that no one saw any of the other children waving.

Fran leaned over to us and said, "I did up her hair a little, I hope you don't mind."

Maggie laughed and said, "Its beautiful, thanks." Then she leaned to me and whispered, "Fran wants a daughter so bad. But, they have two boys. Katie has become her surrogate daughter."

The children paraded up to the stage and stood in a line. First they sang some songs. Then five children stepped forward. Each one of the five gave a short speech. Katie was the third to speak and she told the audience just why she likes school. She was perfect.

Then they gave out diplomas. There was so much noise during the conferring of the diplomas with the clapping and cheering that you couldn't hear the principal call out the names. Once all of the diplomas were handed out the children were dismissed.

Katie came running over to Maggie and jumped into her arms. "Was I good Mommy? Did you like my speech?" she screeched.

Maggie picked her up, hugging and kissing her, saying, "You were wonderful and your speech was great."

Maggie then turned to me and said, "Katie, I want you to meet someone very, very special. This is John."

Katie held out her hand and said "Hi, John, My name is Katherine, but Mommy and everybody calls me Katie...but I like KATE better."

I held her hand and said with a trembling voice, "Then I will call you Kate, if that's okay with you."

Kate beamed and said, "Yes, I like that." Then she turned in Maggie's arms and said, "Mommy, John is going to call me Kate."

I then said to Maggie and Kate, "This is a very important day and I think that we should celebrate, so I was thinking that I would take you two beautiful ladies out to dinner."

Kate's face brightened, "I love to go out to dinner." Maggie was quietly laughing.

I went on, "The problem is, that I have never been in Maple Grove before and I don't know where to go."

Kate brightened up and said, "We could go to Chucky Cheese's. It's my favorite in the whole wide world."

Maggie just shook her head and quietly laughed.

I have no idea what I ate or if it was even edible. I was so completely taken with Maggie and our daughter. We talked, laughed and enjoyed one another; I had the time of my life.

Kate has the most wonderful laugh and she giggled all of the time. I felt like a little kid, teasing them and telling funny stories.

We got to Maggie's house at about 8:30 pm.

Maggie took Kate up stairs to wash and get into her pajamas. I sat down in a big armchair in the living room. They were back down within ten minutes. Kate had a book in her hand.

"John will you read me a story before bedtime?"

"Of course I will," I answered.

Kate yelled "Yea," and jumped into my lap. "It's The Princess' Story," she giggled as she handed me the book.

Maggie groaned and said, "We have only read it at least a million times," as she went into the kitchen to get us some wine.

"But, John hasn't read it yet, Mommy," Kate giggled.

So I started reading The Princess' Story. I received rave reviews for the Prince and Ogre voices but left much to be desired with the princess' voice.

After reading for a few minutes I realized that my Kate had fallen asleep. She was cuddled up to me, breathing softly, looking absolutely angelic. I put the book down and just watched her sleep on my lap.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I sat there with my daughter in my arms. I had only known her for a few hours, but I loved her beyond description.

Maggie came back into the living room and stood silently watching me with our daughter. After a few moments she came over and said, "I'll take her up to bed."

I looked up at Maggie and said, "Can I carry her up?"

Maggie smiled, "Of course, come I'll go up with you."

I carried my precious daughter up the stairs into her bedroom; I laid her on the bed and covered her. I stood there with tears running down my face and watched her sleep. Maggie came over to me and put her arm around my waist. I put mine around hers and pulled her close. We stood there for a few more moments and then we turned and went down stairs, holding hands.

We sat on the sofa and Maggie put her head on my shoulder and said, "I am almost afraid to do anything or even leave the room, I am afraid that when I come back you won't be here or I will wakeup and find my self alone in bed."

I sighed and said, "I know how you feel, but believe me, I am here and I am not going to lose you again."

I leaned to her and lightly kissed her lips. In a soft low voice I said, "Maggie, lets get married. Will you marry me?"

Maggie hugged me tight, "John, don't you think..." she picked up her head looked me in the eyes and said, "Yes, let's get married. I want to be your wife and I want you to be my husband, no more waiting, no more being alone. John, I love you so much."

She pulled me into her and pressed her lips against mine, in a passionate kiss. I had one hand on the back of her head, my fingers were entangled in her hair, pulling her into me as my other hand roamed up and down her back. I opened my mouth and our tongues met. I pulled her into me trying to meld our bodies into one, so that we could never be apart again.

Maggie took my hand in hers and placed it on her breast, just as she did that first time we made love, so many years ago. This time I didn't really need the encouragement, but I felt a pull on my heartstrings and knew that all's right with the world.

I wanted to just rip the clothes off of her body, but I fought the urge, as I wanted to savor each and every moment of our lovemaking.

I began to unbutton her blouse and she sat there smiling at me. Slowly, I removed her blouse. I was very deliberate with my movements, sliding the blouse off her shoulders, down her arms and dropping it onto the ground.

Maggie picked up on my desire to relish each and every moment of loving. She was as slow and deliberate in removing my shirt as I had been removing hers.

I reached behind her and unhooked her bra. As I slipped it off her I once again gazed upon the treasures that were her breasts. I lowered my head and kissed and softly sucked each nipple until it was erect. Her breasts although a bit larger, were firm and almost without sag.

As I feasted my eyes on her I unzipped the back of her skirt and pulled it off. I pushed her panty hose and panties over her hips and dropped them to the floor.

Maggie lay back on the sofa and I once again gazed on her beautiful body. There wasn't an ounce of fat on her. Her stomach was flat and firm. I realized that I wanted this woman, I needed this woman, I desired this woman.

She held her arms out to me and I went to her. Our lips met in a hard, passionate kiss. Our tongues meeting and dancing. My hands were exploring her body, as her hands explored mine.

Our kiss broke and I began to kiss her face and neck. Slowly moving to her neck and down to her breast. I kissed the pink, erect nipples and sucked them into my mouth. Maggie was moaning, "John, oh my god, you're making me feel so good. Please suck me. Please love me. It's been so long. I have to have you."

I left her breasts and slowly moved to her stomach, kissing and licking her belly button. I continued kissing her, moving lower and lower. When I reached the top of her pubic triangle, I breathed in that aroma, the bouquet of her sex.

It was intoxicating, it was an aphrodisiac, it was totally addicting, and I knew that I would never be able to leave it again. Like an alcoholic, who has not been able to have a drink, when I inhaled, I was once again hooked.

Now I had to taste her. I tried to go slow but that siren song of her sex was impossible to resist and I went directly to those sweet, pink, wet nether lips.

I kissed her and after licking my lips, I rammed my tongue into her vagina. The taste was divine. I drank it in, savoring it on my tongue and in my mouth. Lapping and eating it up like a starving man.

I furiously attacked her with my tongue and mouth, licking and sucking her free flowing juices. I wanted more and more, I wanted to get deeper and deeper into her. I wanted to be submersed in her love. To be completely overwhelmed by her, to become part of her physically as well as spiritually.

All the while Maggie was moaning my name and telling me how much she loved me. Her hands were on my head, her fingers were gripping my hair. Pulling me into her.

Her legs were spread, one foot on the floor and the other on the back of the sofa.

I was kneeling on the floor. In a position of a supplicant seeking fulfillment and the love of this goddess. Worshiping her, hoping that my offering of pleasure was worthy of her. Knowing that I couldn't possibly love her any more. But, also knowing that she loved me like no other.

I moved my hand to her vagina as I moved my lips up to that button of pleasure. I stuck one and then two fingers into her and slowly moved them around that hot, sopping velvet sheath.

When I began to lick and suck the erect little nubbin, Maggie let out a long high pitch moan. Her body writhed under me and her hands pushed my head harder into her vagina. Then as her first orgasm hit she rammed a pillow over her face and screamed. Her body went stiff and she humped my face wildly. I attacked her clitoris vigorously as my fingers sawed in and out of her hot, tight vagina. Again and again she shook, spasming as orgasm after orgasm wracked her body.

Maggie eventually calmed and I rose up and lay next to her. We held each other closely.

"Oh, John, you have brought me back to life. I am alive again." Maggie said to me. "Please make love to me."

"Maggie, I have wanted this for the last five years."

I kissed her. Holding her close and moving on top of her. Once again she parted her legs for me and I moved between them. She reached down, took my dick in her hand and stroked it as she guided it to her most sacred of places.

I pushed my hips forward, my dick easily sliding between the lips of her hot wet labia. I

went completely into her in that one push.

I stopped with my dick completely buried in my beloved. She smiled and whispered, "Welcome home, my sweet John."

Yes, I realized that I was in fact home. This is where I belonged and this is the place I should have never left. I should have gone after her, fought for her. But, none of that mattered now. I was home.

I began to move. Pulling my dick out of her and plunging back into her. Over and over I rammed my dick in and out of her.

Maggie wrapped her legs around mine as she moved with me. We moved faster and faster as the passion grew. We were slamming our bodies together. But, this was not a mindless animal rut, it was a wild, passionate, joining of two people in love. Two people who had been parted by circumstances and were now celebrating their reunion.

I felt Maggie start to tremble and I knew that she was close to having another orgasm. She panted in my ear, "John, please cum with me. I want to cum together."

I couldn't have held off even if I wanted to. I was going to find that pleasure with my Maggie.

Her trembling grew stronger and she began to scream, but to stifle it she rammed her mouth onto my chest. At first only using my chest as a gag, but then as the pleasure grew she bit into the flesh.

As she bit, I began to cum into her. The pleasure of my orgasm was escalated by the pain of her bite. The combination of the pleasure and pain made the whole experience absolutely mind shattering. I almost passed out because of the overload to my senses. I groaned into her neck and ejaculated shot after shot of my life making fluid into her body.

Eventually my orgasm eased as did hers. We lay on the sofa holding each other tightly. I kissed her lips and could taste the flavor of my blood.

It took her a few moments to realize that she had drawn blood from my chest. When she noticed she started to get really upset. I quickly quieted her and laughingly told her that it was nothing. That it would heal before long and if it scarred up it would be a sign of her love for me.

She smiled, "If that's a sign of my love, then you will be a mass of scars very soon, because I love you more than life itself."

She got up and cleaned the bite and put antibiotics and a bandage on it. We put our shirts on and then sat there cuddling.

Maggie asked how Mom and Becky were and I remembered that I was supposed to call. Maggie laughed that they were probably going crazy wondering how our reunion went. I told her that I didn't tell them about Kate, I didn't know what was going to happen and if I had told them they would go crazy wanting to see her and they would drive each other nuts.

Maggie looked at me and asked, "Were you afraid that I wouldn't want you, John?"

"I didn't know, I hoped that you would ... but there was a twinge of doubt. I'm sorry, my love, I shouldn't have worried."

We hugged and Maggie agreed that it would be best not to say anything before we went back on Thursday.

"Thursday? We're going back on Thursday?" I asked, "Why on Thursday?"

Maggie looked at me like I was nuts. "Phyllis' wedding?"

That threw me for a loop and I gasped, "Phyllis is getting married? She never said a word. But, then most of the time we were together it was about you and Kate."

As we were talking the phone rang and Maggie laughed as she glanced at the caller ID. "Speak of the devil, its Phyllis."

An evil grin went across her face. "I'll fix her, just listen and keep quiet."

Maggie pushed the speaker button and said, "Phyl, what a wonderful surprise."

"Hi, Maggie. How is everything?"

"Everything is just fine. In fact we had some excitement today."

"What was that, Maggie?" Phyllis asked in an excited voice.

"KINDERGARTEN GRAUATION!" Maggie said loudly.

"You would have loved it," Maggie continued. "Katie gave a speech about how much she loves school. She was wonderful, she wasn't afraid and she spoke in a loud clear voice, 'Just like Aunty Phyl told me.'"

Phyllis just said "Oh." You could hear the disappointment in her voice.

I was doubled over with my face in a pillow to stop the laughter. Maggie was thoroughly enjoying herself."

"Anything else happen today?" Phyllis ventured.

"Yes, we went out to dinner. You will never guess the restaurant Katie picked. She was really knocked out when she got home. She fell asleep listening to The Princess' Story."

"The Princess' Story? What again." Phyllis said.

"Of course, The Princess' Story, what else. But she fell asleep and John carried her upstairs and put her to bed."

Silence.

"HOW COULD YOU DO THAT TO ME?" Phyllis screamed and then started to laugh.

You could hear a man's laugh in the background. Then he said, "Just a little pay back for Phyllis' not mentioning me or inviting John to the wedding?"

"Something like that, uh...I'm sorry, I don't know what to call you. You see neither of our fiancés told me your name," I answered.

"I'm Matthew, but please call me Matt," he said.

Phyllis interrupted, "Did you say fiancé? That is kind of quick, isn't it?"

"Yea, after only five years and one daughter, we decide to get married," I laughed.

"That isn't what I meant." Then in a quiet shaky voice Phyllis said, "I'm so happy that you two are together...I just..."

"We know Phyl...we know. But, it's almost 11:30 out there and we have to call John's mother and sister, they are probably going nuts wondering what happened. We will see you Thursday. Bye now."

Phyllis then said, "By the way I spoke to your Mother, John, and I invited her and Becky to the wedding. So go call your mother and let her know. Oh. I didn't say anything about Katie, since she didn't say anything."

"We thought it's probably best not to tell them, they would go nuts waiting." Maggie added.

"Well we will see you on Thursday...no probably on Friday or I will see you on Saturday; your mother will never give Katie up. Bye." Phyllis said.

All of a sudden Matt spoke up, "John, as it seems that no one else is going to, I want to invite you to the wedding."

I laughed, "Thank you Matt. Does that mean I sit on your side at the church?"

"You will do no such thing, Johnnie..."

Maggie laughed and said, "Don't worry Phyl, he will be sitting with his daughter."

"Sorry, Matt, but if it's a choice between you and Kate, you come in around tenth," I interjected.

"I wouldn't expect it to be any other way," He laughed.

We then said our goodbyes and hung up. I immediately called Mom. She was so happy to hear from me and was overjoyed to talk to Maggie. We talked for and while and she told us about Phyllis calling and inviting them to the wedding. We didn't talk too long as Mom said that we would be able to catch up on Thursday.

Becky told us that she would be at the airport when we landed. We said goodbye and hung up.

As we were talking, Maggie and I were sitting on the couch. Maggie had her legs across mine. Although she had the blouse on it wasn't buttoned and I could see most of her breast. I began to get an erection.

Maggie noticed it and began to stroke me. As she did I became as hard as a rock and I put one hand on her breast and the other between her legs. I leaned over to her and kissed her.

She smiled and turned moving her legs over and straddling me. She rubbed my dick on the wet lips of her labia. The feeling was heavenly. She lifted up and I positioned my dick at the entrance of her vagina. She lowered herself until she was fully impaled on my dick.




Best of Intentions Ch. 03



I had moved my back away from the sofa and Maggie had her legs wrapped around my waist. We remained like that for a while, not moving just softly kissing and telling each other of our love.

Maggie smiled and began to move. Lifting and dropping her hips, sliding her vagina up and down my erection. I picked up on her movements and joined her in making love.

Our excitement built and we went faster and faster, slamming our hips together. Forcing my dick deeper and deeper into her vagina. Her hips were rotating on my dick. The pleasure was so intense that I lost all ability to think. I became a fucking machine, slamming my dick into her again and again.

Maggie was just making low moaning sounds as she rode my dick. Then she arched her back and if I didn't have my arms around her, she probably would have fallen off of me.

She moaned my name again and again as her body stiffened and she orgasmed once again.

At the same time she went into her orgasm, I felt my balls tighten and I pushed my dick as far as I could into her. The agony of anticipation erupted into an explosion of mind numbing pleasure.

My dick twitched as I shot load after load of my semen into the deepest recesses of her womb. It felt like I was ejaculating forever. But finally the twitching slowed and stopped. Maggie fell forward into me and we just sat there holding each other.

In the after glow of that fantastic orgasms, I told Maggie about the times in school and about Harry and Ethel. How we started the business and that we seemed to be doing well. Especially, with the new contract with Phyllis' company.

We talked until about midnight and then went up to bed. Maggie gave me a robe that she had for Phyllis. It was a little short but it was good enough. I slept in the guest room or as Kate called it Auntie Phyl's room.

I woke up at around 6:30 am. I lay in bed and wanting Maggie next to me. But we couldn't have Kate find us together, not yet anyway.

After about a half hour, I heard Kate calling "MOMMY". I got up and as I left the room Maggie was leaving hers. I told her that I would go down stairs so they could talk.

I went into the living room and sat in the armchair I had used when reading to Kate. They came down the stairs and Maggie told Kate and I that she was going to put some laundry in the washer. She had added my under ware and shirt to their clothes.

Kate walked over to me looking very serious and said, "John, are you going to marry my Mommy?"

I looked at her and said, "Yes, I am."

"Does that mean that you will be my Daddy?"

"Yes, I will be your Daddy."

"Do I have to wait until you get married to call you Daddy?"

"Not if you don't want too. If you want to call me Daddy now, I don't mind."

"Goody, because I want you to be my Daddy now, and I want to call you Daddy now."

"I smiled and said, "That's okay with me."

"Are you going to give Mommy a diamond ring? Aren't you supposed to give her one?"

"Holy...mackerel," I said, slapping the side of my head, "I totally forgot about a ring. Thanks for reminding me. Boy, you are so smart."

Kate beamed and said, "We should make it a surprise."

So we conspired to go into town and go to a jewelry store that Kate and Maggie knew.

Kate laughed and said, " Now Shhhhh... and Thanks...Daddy." And she giggled as she ran off to her Mother.

We had breakfast and Kate talked non-stop about what we should do today. We decided that we had to go to Minneapolis and get my bags and clothes and check out of the hotel, as they were not going to let Daddy stay so far away.

After breakfast and putting on the clean clothes, we drove into Minneapolis. I had no problem checking out and because a convention was to start on Monday and there was a waiting list for the room, how Phyllis ever got the room in the first place, I'll never know.

As we drove back, Kate asked Maggie, if we could show Daddy, Maple Grove. Maggie thought it was a good idea and we parked in the municipal lot and walked through the downtown area.

Kate led us directly to the jewelry store. Kate was very excited and Maggie looked at us and said, "Are you two, making plans behind my back?"

Kate and I took Maggie's hands and walked into the store. The three of us picked out a diamond ring. It had a one and a quarter karat diamond with two, quarter karat emeralds on the sides. Maggie thought that it was too expensive but Kate and I assured her that this ring was the one and anyway Daddy could afford it.

After paying for it (with a credit card), we took the ring still in the box and walked down the street to a small park.

Maggie was a bit confused as she expected me to give her the ring in the store. But, Kate and I had different plans.

When we got to the park we sat Maggie on a bench and Kate sat next to her, giggling all the while. I got down on one knee. Paraphrasing the Prince in The Princess' Story, I said, "My darling Maggie, will you marry me and be my bride?" as I slipped the ring onto her finger.

Maggie was laughing, tears running down her face as she answered, "My darling John, I will marry you and be your bride." (Maggie knows the story by heart) She threw her arms around me and kissed me. Then all three of us hugged. It was our first family hug, but certainly not our last.

After walking around the downtown area, we went home and had lunch and did all of those things a family does on Saturdays. Maggie had arranged for a baby sitter to come over as we were going to Jess' party.

In the late afternoon, Maggie, Kate and I were sitting in the living room. We were looking at photos I had brought of Maggie and me and of Mom and Becky.

Kate was so excited that she had an Aunt Becky and a real Grandma. I showed her photos of Maggie and me, at the beach parties and other places. Kate giggled and said that Mommy looked different and she laughed when she saw her mother in a bikini.   

After a few minutes, Kate became quiet and sat there as if she were deep in thought. In a subdued voice she said, "What's your name, Daddy."

I looked at her with a question in my eyes and Maggie took a deep breath, closed her eyes and hung her head.

"My name is John."

"I know that Daddy, but what's your whole name?"

Still not knowing where she was going with this, I said, "My whole name is John Coleridge."

"You're my real Daddy aren't you?" She said as she started to cry.

I hugged her close and said, "Yes, my love I am your real Daddy. How did you know?"

Through her tears she said, "My whole name is Katherine Coleridge. Mommy told me that I had my Daddy's name. So I just figured it out in my brain."

I hadn't known this, as I never heard her name called out at the graduation.

She went on, "If you are my real Daddy, then why weren't you here before?"

I put her on my lap and holding her tightly, said, "My little love, a long time ago, before you were born, Mommy and I listened to what some people told us and we did what they said, rather than what we wanted and what we thought was right. Mommy and I made a mistake, a real big mistake. And that's how you and Mommy were in Maple Grove and I was in Baltimore."

"But now, we have fixed the mistake and we are all together. And we are never going to have to separate again."

I held my arm out to Maggie and she came closer and for the second time that day, we had a family hug, a long, long family hug.

To be continued. Let me know what you think.



Best of Intentions Ch. 04



"You're everything I hoped for. You're everything I need. You are so beautiful, to me." (B. Preston -- B. Fisher) sung by Joe Cocker. 

Sorry for the delay in getting this chapter out. I thought that I had submitted this chapter. Must be my advanced age. I'm loosing it...Lost it?

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That evening Maggie and I were getting ready to go to Jess' party, Maggie was in her bedroom and I was in Auntie Phyl's room. Kate was in with her mother; giving advice about what she should wear and what color lipstick she should use.

Kate wasn't happy that we were going out. She wanted to be with us because we were a family and that's the way families are. But when the baby sitter showed up at around 5:00 pm, Kate was happy because Nancy was her most favorite babysitter in the whole wide world.

Maggie wanted to get to the party early so that we could talk with Jess and her husband Rick, before the other guests arrived. She wanted time alone with them so we could tell them everything. 

She told me that Jess had been there for her when things first went bad with David and it was Jess who took Maggie to the airport when she came to stay with Phyllis.

Jess picked up Maggie at the airport when she returned and she told Jess that she was pregnant. Jess gave her a shoulder to cry on. 

Jess had even urged Maggie to return and tell me about the baby. She told Maggie that she didn't think that I hated her, as Maggie believed and that I would probably welcome her with open arms. 

But, Maggie believed that she hurt me too badly and that she was afraid that I would turn her away. So she stayed with David in Brooklyn Park.

When we got to Jess and Rick's home, Jess ran out and gave us both a big hug. Then she saw the ring on Maggie's finger, she shrieked and hugged Maggie and they both cried. We went into the house and I was introduced to Rick. 

Rick was an assistant director of the Minneapolis Department of Traffic Control. He was responsible for all of the traffic control devices in the City of Minneapolis.

Rick was overjoyed about the news of our engagement. He really liked Maggie, in fact he had tried to fix her up with some really nice guys in his office. Tried, but never succeeded.

I could see that even as he listened and was happy for us, he was rather distracted. I asked him what was wrong. He told me that they recently had a new traffic control system that was supposed to be far superior to the old one. It was supposed to centralize all commands to one command center However, they ere having problems, big problems. In whole sections of the city the traffic lights were failing. Sections of the city would go out completely, and chaos would ensue. 

Tonight, one section of central city shut down and they were frantically trying to fix it. As it was Saturday there wasn't too much traffic, but it was a problem as the contractor's people weren't readily available.

As Rick had access to the system from his home computer, he was looking and trying to see if he could see where the problem was. He told me that he had been looking for it and so far nothing.

"But then again, John, I'm not a computer person. My expertise is in admin and engineering. Could you, maybe, take a look? An outsider giving it a fresh look. Only for a couple of minutes." Rick asked.

Jess gave her husband a withering look and said, "Rick, please."

"Auh, just for a few minutes, Jess," Rick plead.

He looked so forlorn and upset. I looked at Maggie and nodded my head. She just smiled.

I said, "It's okay, Jess. We will only be a few minutes. I probably won't have a clue and we will be back out here before any other guests arrive."

Just as I said that, the doorbell rang, we all laughed and Rick and I went into the office/family room. Rick took the seat in front of the computer.

A few moments later, Jess walked in with a rather tall thin gentleman. Jess laughed and said, "You are safe for now, John. It wasn't a guest, it's only Ed."

Rick turned around in the seat and said, "Ed, this is John Coleridge. John, Edward Pekka my boss."

We shook hands and he said, "Please call me Ed."

Rick explained what I do and that he wanted me to look at the system for a few moments. Ed thought that it was a good idea, another pair of eyes.

As we were looking at the codes, I told Rick to stop. Something didn't look right. As I was looking closely at the screen, Rick had me sit and he and Ed stood looking over my shoulder.

I was talking about what I was looking at and what I had expected to see. I had an idea and I started to nervously tap my fingers on the desk. I lost myself in the system; this was dangerous because when I get like this I lose all tract of time.

Rick said, "You have an idea, John?"

"Yea, there is some stuff here and I don't understand why it's here. I think that I might be able to stop the immediate problem, but no guarantees."

Ed gave a laugh and said, "John, believe me, you couldn't make it any worse."

"Famous last words," I laughed.

It took me about thirty minutes to do what I wanted; I explained every thing that I was doing. Rick and Ed told me that they didn't understand a word I was saying. I told them that I was explaining it to myself but that they could listen in. Then I turned to them and said I was ready.

Ed gave a broken grin and said, "Do it."

I hit the enter button and waited.

Rick was on the phone with the office and after a few moments, he got real excited and shouted, "It's working, the system is back and everything is working. YOU DID IT JOHN."

We all started laughing like a bunch of lunatics. Ed said, "This calls for a drink." He started to walk to the door.

Rick shouted, "No Ed, not out there, all Jess has out there is white wine spritzers. This calls for a REAL drink." He walked over to a cabinet and pulled out a bottle of Jack Daniels and three glasses. 

I said, "Mother's milk."

Rick said, "But no ice."

"Why would you want to dilute it?" Ed asked.

Rick poured three very large drinks.

We toasted and were laughing as we drank the bourbon. They were calling me a genius and pounding me on the back.

All of a sudden the door to the office opened and Jess walked in followed by Maggie and an attractive woman I assumed was Ed's wife. 

The unknown woman said, "Having your own little party, I see. And you guys get the good stuff."

Jess added, "We thought that you three were going to be in here all night."

Ed laughed and said, "Gina, John did it. He put downtown back on line. Everything is working. He is a genius."

Then he said, "Oh, John this beautiful young thing is Gina, my wife. Gina this is John, he is gonna marry Margaret."

Gina rolled her eyes at Ed's comment and shook my hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you; Margaret has been telling me all about you. You are a very lucky man."

"Believe me, I know that." I answered.

Maggie came over to me and put her arms around me and gave me a kiss. 

I softly said, "How long have we been here?"

"Only an hour and fifteen minutes," she said.

"Maggie, I'm so sorry, I sort of lost tract of the time."

Maggie looked at me with a smile and said, "Jess was beside herself, she has been so worried about Rick and this new system. Both Ed and Rick have been going nuts. If you were able to help them, I'm happy."

Jess came over to us and put her arm around my neck and gave me a big kiss on the cheek. "Oh, thank you John. You are wonderful, I haven't seen Rick or Ed smile this much in weeks. You are a genius."

I smiled and said, "Just lucky, that's all."

"You're too modest, you did it." Ed boomed, as he took a big gulp of his second drink.

Jess and Gina grabbed their husbands and pulled them out of the room saying that everyone was out on the patio, so there would be no more business tonight. 

Jess said in a loud voice, "We must get John outside, so that he can meet everyone and be ogled and stared at and thoroughly embarrassed."

Ya gotta love Jess.

The evening went by, I met everyone, but no matter how hard I tried after fifteen minutes the only names that I knew was Jess, Rick, Gina, Ed and Mattie who was with her husband Carlos. I was ogled and stared at, but I wasn't embarrassed. I was with my love and she stayed at my side. We either held hands or had our arms around each other. 

Well into the evening, while Maggie was giving Jess a hand, Rick came over to me and asked what I was drinking and did I want a refill. I had switched to plain seltzer after that first drink. Didn't want to get drunk, I was sort of in the spotlight.

Rick brought me a fresh seltzer. He then smiled and said, "Look around the yard, do you realize that all of the single guys and even some of the married ones hate your guts."

I looked at him in surprise, "What? What are you talking about?"

"All of the single guys here tonight and probably two of three of the married men have either asked Margaret out, hit on her or propositioned her. Each and every one of them was turned down. Now, you come along and within twenty-four hours, she is wearing your engagement ring. In one fell swoop, you have dashed the hopes of half of the men at this party," he said laughingly.

Then he got serious and continued, "Margaret has had it tough the past couple of years. Not financially, she has a good job and David left her pretty well off, but she has been lonely."

"I know how she felt." I said.

"She had Katie," Rick continued, "But she was missing something. And that something was you. 

"John, within one day you have brought her back to life. She is so happy and alive, that it's like she is a different person, different but the same. My friend, you did it, and Jess and I are so happy that you did."

He patted me on the back and said, "We will talk later, back to being a host." He went off to refill glasses and offer small talk.

All in all, I had a good time. If so many people hated me, at least they didn't show it. Everyone was nice and they all were happy for Maggie or Margaret as they called her.

We left a little before midnight. Before we left Gina and Ed invited Maggie, Kate and me to dinner on Sunday. Jess and Rick would also be there with their two boys.

When we got back to the house, Maggie walked Nancy home, just across the street.

Maggie didn't have anything to drink the whole night and she asked me to make her a bourbon Manhattan. So I made two. I had them ready by the time she got back.

We sat on the sofa, cuddling and sipping our drinks, the air conditioning was wonderful. It was a hot and humid evening and now sitting in the cool air felt great.

Maggie told me that one reason for the dinner at Ed and Gina's was that Ed and Rick were probably going to ask me to come into the office on Monday and look at things there.

"This isn't going to be much of a vacation for you, is it?" Maggie said as she rested her head on my shoulder.

I laughed and said, "As far as I am concerned this is the perfect vacation. I found you and Kate and I will be vacationing with you for the rest of my life."

I turned and kissed her lips. We both turned and wrapped our arms around each other and held tight. Our lips pressed together. My tongue in her mouth, tasting her, exploring her mouth.

She pushed me away and said, "I need a shower or I'm going to stink, I was so sweaty at the party."

"I know what you mean. I'm rather sweaty too," I answered.

Then she jumped up and said, "Last one to the bathroom has to wash my back," as she ran to the stairs.

"I hope you don't expect me to run, I have no intention of being first," I laughed as I walked to the stairs, removing my shirt.

By the time I got to the bathroom, Maggie was stripped down to just her bra and panties. I walked in behind her and put my hands on her shoulders. I ran them down her arms and took her hands in mine. I bent over and started to kiss her neck working down to her shoulder. She had a slight salty taste.

I let go of her hands and ran my hands up the sides of her body until I reached her bra. I moved my hands to her back and unhooked the bra. 

Maggie was just standing there with her head held back against my shoulder. I slipped the straps off of her shoulders and reached in front and pulled the bra down, exposing her beautiful, luscious breasts. I dropped the bra onto the floor.

I ran my hands down the front of her body, caressing and fondling her breasts, over her stomach to her light blue panties. I pulled them down over her hips and let them drop. She stepped out of them.

Maggie reached down and unbuckled my belt, unbuttoned my pants and slipped them off along with my briefs. She then pulled my tee shirt off. 

I put my arms around her and pulled her into my body. "God, Maggie, I love the feel of your body. I missed you so much. I will never get enough of you."

She held me in an extremely tight grip and said, "Oh, John, my John, I'm so sorry...I'm so sorry..." and she started to weep.

I began to say that it was okay but she didn't hear me. She was crying, deep sorrowful sobs. I realized that there was nothing I could say that would stop her from crying. I just held her naked body against mine. I thought that by holding her tightly, I was telling her that everything was okay now. My holding her said I love you far better than anything I could say.

I picked her up and carried her into the bedroom and sat her on the bed. I sat down next to her and once again took her in my arms. She was still weeping. We held each other; she kept begging me to forgive her.

Even though I didn't think she did anything to be forgiven for, I realized that she had to hear those words, so that we could put all the hurt, the pain and the loneliness behind us. I held her away from me and looked her in the eyes and said, "Maggie, I forgive you. Now, you have to forgive me."

"Forgive you John? Forgive you, for what?"

"For letting you go, for not coming after you, for not fighting for you, for believing that you didn't love me, for doubting. Please, please forgive me," I cried.

"Oh my loving John, I forgive you. I love you, I always have loved you and I always will love you."

She lay back on the bed pulling me on top of her.

"Love me, John. Love me like we have never been apart, like we have always have been together. Love me like we will always be together," she said as she spread her legs.

I moved between her out stretched legs and told her, "Maggie, you are my life."

She reached down and took my dick in her hand and guided it to her vagina. She pulled me to her until the tip of my dick slid between the lips of her vulva. I pushed forward, my dick slowly sinking into her soft, hot, wet tunnel. Further and further I pushed, until I was completely in her.

I looked at her face and knew that this was the woman that I wanted to be with. I smiled at her and said, "I love you, Maggie."

She smiled up at me and I kissed her. I began to move my hips up and then down pulling my dick out of her and then plunging it back into her. Over and over I rammed my dick into Maggie. 

She was answering each and every movement of mine. She slammed her hips up into me matching my plunges. We loved, we fucked, we joined, becoming one. One entity with two individuals, we were married in every sense of the word. One in being, one in spirit.

Our bodies slammed into each other, trying to reach the pinnacle of ecstasy, that apex of pleasure only attainable by those totally committed to each other. 

Maggie began to moan and wrapped her legs around me holding me deep into her.

I gasped, I was getting close to cumming. Maggie grabbed me, pulling me to her and she whispered in my ear, "Cum with me, John. Cum in me, give me another baby. I want your child."

The idea that Maggie wanted another baby drove me over the line. I began to go crazy, slamming my dick into her. I felt that tingling in my balls and knew that I was about to cum. I rammed my dick into her and began to shoot my semen into her body, her vagina, into her womb.

Maggie began to squeal and went stiff, spasming and shaking as an orgasm wracked her body.

It felt like I pumped a gallon of semen into her. I thought that I would never stop. I wanted to impregnate Maggie again. 

We held on to each other like we were holding a lifesaver. My safety was in Maggie and hers was in me. We orgasmed together and the height of our pleasure was unbelievable. We experienced it as one, cumming together. Together we were wonderful...fantastic... in love.

We lay there on the bed trying to catch our breath . Maggie smiled at me and said, "About the idea that I am barren. It was true, until I met you. I guess that I wasn't that barren."

"Maggie, if I tried for a million years, I could never explain how much I love you."

She held me close and whispered to me, "John, we have one child, together. I want another."

"Maggie, I want to have another child with you. I want to be here with you, watching as your belly grows. Be with you during morning sickness, the tiredness, the mood swings, and labor. I want to be here for everything."

"I must warn you not all of it will be pleasant."

"Maggie, if I am with you, it will be all heaven."

"You don't know what you are talking about."

"Well then, I will just have to find out, for myself."

She just laughed.

"John, lets shower."

We walked back to the bathroom and turned on the shower. When it was hot we got in. The spray washed over our bodies. We held each other under the spray.

"Do you remember our first shower together?"

"I made love to you in the shower."

"Yes, John, you did."

I kissed her and held her close. I was erect again. I wanted Maggie with all my body and soul.

We washed each other and when finished we caressed under the flowing water. I loved this woman and she loved me. We loved. 

We slept in the same bed that night. If Kate came in she would find Mommy and Daddy together. Nothing else mattered.

The next morning, Kate called for Mommy and after a moment for DADDY. I was overjoyed. I got up and Maggie and I went in to Kate. We went down to the Kitchen and I made pancakes. Initial pancakes. Both Maggie and Kate loved them.

Later that morning we went to church. The service was good and everyone was so happy for Maggie. The Pastor wanted to be the one to marry us. But we said that we had to wait. My Mother and sister had to be told about us. He agreed.

That evening we went to Ed and Gina's. Their grand daughter, Laura , was there. She is just five and a half years old. It was a match made in heaven. The two girls were best friends in five minutes.

As Maggie said, Rick and Ed wanted me to go into the office on Monday, I was to be paid at the consultant rate of $150.00 an hour.

I had cleared this with Harry and Ethel. They were a little annoyed that I ended up working on my vacation. But after a few very bad puns, they were glad I was in Minneapolis and not in Baltimore.

Monday morning Rick picked me up at the house and took me into his office. I was given an office and a computer. I was entered into the system and given a password. I spent the day learning the system. It didn't take me long to figure out what the major problem was.

Simply put, it seemed that the contractor had merely dumped a set of programs into the system and did only the slightest customizing and testing beforehand. It would take months to straighten it out. Months of boring work, but if the system was going to work right it had to be done.

I got back to Maggie's house around 6:00 pm. Maggie had given Kate her dinner earlier. Maggie usually had dinner around 5:00 pm. But, tonight Kate had eaten at five and Maggie waited for me to get home. As we ate dinner, Kate had her dessert.

We put Kate to bed at around 8:00 pm, a half hour later than usual, "But Mommy, Daddy has to read more of The Princess' Story." Kate giggled.




Best of Intentions Ch. 04



After we returned to the living room, I sat in the armchair and Maggie sat on my lap, cuddling. 

"I haven't told you why I gave Katie your name," she said.

I hugged her and said, "I just figured that you wanted her to have her father's name."

"I did and I didn't want to give her David's."

"Oh John, I didn't want to be here. I had called David before I got on the plane to come back and he was gloating on the phone. He told me that I would have to get a cab home because he was busy."

"I called Jess and she picked me up. We first went to her house and I started crying and telling her everything. I told her that I was pregnant and that I loved you more than anything."

"Jess told me that I should go back and tell you and make things work. That's when I called Phyllis. Phyllis was crying, she told me that you had just left her apartment and that you hated us both. She told me everything that happened, about you crying and getting angry. She said that you really frightened her and that she could feel the hatred."

"John, I was lost, I completely fell apart. I didn't know what to do. Jess had me stay at her house that night and in the morning she brought me to David's house in Brooklyn Park. He hadn't been home that night and Jess was still with me when he got home."

"He was very civil to Jess and me. He actually hugged me something he hadn't done in a long time. After Jess left, I had a talk with David. I ended up telling him that I was pregnant. He told me that he had a check-up and tests indicated that he was, as he put it "Shooting Blanks."

"He assumed that the baby's father didn't want anything to do with me and I did nothing to change that opinion. We made a deal, we would stay together and we would let everyone think that the baby was his."

"I was surprised that his ego would allow him to take a baby that wasn't his. I think that even the appearance of getting me pregnant was better than having people think that maybe her couldn't produce a child."

"He was, as I said very civil, but he told me that day that he would never touch me again. I was an adulteress and he would not dirty himself by touching me. We slept in separate rooms."

"John, I was glad, I didn't want to be touched by anyone, especially him." 

"About two months before Katie was born, David had a massive heart attack while he was driving home from his latest girlfriend's"

"His will left everything to me. His girlfriend tried to threaten me with a lawsuit, but my lawyer made short work of that. Shortly after Katie was born, I sold the house in Brooklyn Park and moved here to Maple Grove."

"When Katie was born, the nurse was going to put her name down as Castleton, but I stopped her. I told her to put John Coleridge down as the father and that her name would be Coleridge."

"Oh John, I have dreamed of you coming and finding me. But, I had given that dream up a long time ago, I never thought that it would come true. Now you are here and I never want to be apart again."

We kissed long and hard. We went up the stairs holding hands and went to bed and made sweet love.

Tuesday and Wednesday, I was in the office with Rick. Fixing problems and making sure that the fixes I made, worked."

Thursday morning, Jess and Rick took Maggie, Kate and I to the airport. They stayed and cried, at least Jess and Maggie did, until we boarded the plane. Kate was in heaven. She had flown before but she didn't remember, because she had been very young.

Kate was sitting in the window seat and gave us a running commentary about everything that was outside her window, the clouds, the rivers, the roads, etc. Daddy loved every second...he was new at this parenting stuff.

We landed on time and so did three other planes. It was so crowded that we had to hold on to Kate because we were afraid that she would get lost in the crowd. The exit ramps were jammed.

Kate didn't want to be carried, so Mommy had one hand and Daddy had the other. It was so crowded that we couldn't walk but had to shuffle down the ramp. That was when I spotted Becky, she was jumping up and waving to us. I waved back and when Maggie saw her, she waved. Because it was so crowded, Becky couldn't see Kate. As we reached the waiting area the crowd began to break up. However, we were only about thirty feet away from Becky, before it was possible for her to see Kate.

When Becky spotted Kate and realized that she was with us, her jaw dropped. Her glance went from Maggie to Kate to me and back to Kate.

Kate saw Becky and looked up at me and asked "Daddy?" I looked at her and said, "That's your Aunt Becky, sweet heart."

Kate pulled her hands out of ours and shot across the waiting area screaming "AUNT BECKY."

Becky fell to her knees and opened her arms. Kate jumped into her open arms and hugged her. The tears were streaming down Becky's face, as she held her niece for the first time. There were big hugs, hundreds of kisses and lots of tears.

As we came near we heard Kate telling Becky, "I'm Katherine, but everyone calls me Katie. But Daddy calls me Kate, that's his special name for me."

"I know all about you, cause Daddy told me lots of stories about you; Aunt Becky."

Becky hugged her niece and looking at me said with a laugh, "Don't believe a word he said, I am really a nice person."

Eventually Becky got up and hugged and kissed Maggie, more tears. Then she turned to me, held me at arms length and in a mock stern voice said, "YOU, you are in deep...ahh...Poopoo"

Kate heard her and said, "Eue, poopoo, yuck"

Becky looked at me and said, "You knew, when you left didn't you?"

I nodded my head and said, "Yes, I found out about Kate when I was in Phyllis' office."

I looked at her and said, "Becks, I didn't know...and you and Mom would have gone nuts waiting. And if things didn't work..."

"And we would have driven each other crazy," Becky finished for me. Then she gave me a big hug.

We went to the baggage claim area. Naturally, Kate had to hold her Aunt Becky's hand. They were talking and giggling as they walked. Every once in a while the two of them would turn around and look at us and giggle. I can't imagine what Becky was telling her.

We got our bags and Kate's car seat and went to the parking lot. As I was strapping the car seat into the back seat of Becky's car, it was a four door, as opposed to my two-door. Becky said, "Now I know why you told me to bring my car."

As I was finishing, I heard Becky squeal. I turned and saw that Becky was holding Maggie's left hand. She had just noticed the engagement ring. They hugged and I heard Becky say, "My big brother finally came to his senses."

Maggie said, "We both finally came to our senses."

I drove home; because, "Aunt Becky has to sit with me," Kate insisted. 

When I pulled in front of the house, Becky got out right away and ran into the house. Maggie and I took our time. We had to get Kate out of her seat.

As we came into the house, we heard Becky telling Mom to sit in the living room. Mom was arguing that she didn't have to be so formal.

Maggie, Kate and I walked into the living room. Mom stared at us. Looking from one to the other.

"Oh, my god," she quietly said. Tears were filling her eyes as she looked only at Kate.

Kate slowly walked up to Mom and in a soft trembling voice said, "Are you my Grandma?"

"Yes, my dear, I believe that I am," Mom answered in a low quivering voice. 

Kate threw her arms around Mom's neck and hugged her, crying, "Oh, Grandma, I missed you so much."

Mom was openly weeping. She said, "Oh my little love, I missed you so much, too."

After a long while, Kate and Mom calmed and Kate said, "Grandma, my name is Katherine, but everyone calls me Katie. But, Daddy calls me Kate."

Mom gave me a long hard look and said, "Daddy, is it?"

Kate answered, "Yes, Grandma, he is my Daddy, my real Daddy."

Mom looked at Maggie and I and said, "Well your REAL Daddy is good at keeping secrets, isn't he?"

"Oh, yes Grandma, he is good at that. Daddy and me made a secret about getting Mommy's ring and he never told her, and neither did I. I'm good at keeping secrets too."

Mom looked at Maggie's left hand, "Well, it's good to see that your Mommy and your real Daddy have come to their senses, finally."

Mom got up out of her chair and walked over to where Maggie and I were standing. She gave Maggie a big, warm smile and put her arms around Maggie and wept, "Oh, Maggie I missed you so much."

Maggie hugged Mom and they cried.

They parted after a few moments and Mom looked at me. "You, you, I don't know whether to hug you or brain you. First, for getting Maggie pregnant..."

"I think that I had something to do with that too." Maggie interjected.

Mom laughed, "Yea, I guess that you did. Maybe I should brain the both of you." She hugged me tightly.

"Are you going to brain me too, Grandma? I got brains. Is it good to be brained?" Kate asked very seriously.

Kate and Becky were standing behind Mom.

Becky giggled, "Don't worry Katie, before you go back home. GRANDMA will be threatening to brain you, too." 

Kate clapped her hands and jumped up and down saying, "Goody, Grandma's going to brain me too."

Mom laughed and said, "Well, standing here isn't going to get dinner finished, I have to get to work."

"Can I help make dinner, Grandma? I help Mommy cook all the time," Kate asked. 

Maggie looked at Mom and rolled her eyes.

Mom smiled at Maggie and said to Kate, "Of, course you can, my love. In fact Mommy and Aunt Becky can help too."

"I'll get the bags out of the car and bring them up stairs." I said.

The four of them went into the kitchen and I went out to the car and brought our bags into the house.

Dinner was fantastic. Kate had to sit between Grandma and Aunt Becky. Mom was beside herself with joy. Loving and enjoying her granddaughter. 

We were finished with dinner at around 6:30 pm. And Grandma said, "Now we rest up after dinner and we will have dessert in a little while."

Kate asked, "What is it Grandma?"

Grandma smiled and said, "A surprise."

Kate clapped her hands and shouted, "I love surprises." And we all went into the living room.

Maggie took Kate up stairs to get her in her pajamas. It was then that Mom started to cry. She put her face into her hands and her shoulders shook as she quietly cried.

I went to her, I put my arm around her shoulders and said, "Oh god Mom, I'm so sorry. Please forgive me."

She looked up at me and said, "Forgive you? Forgive you for giving me my beautiful grand daughter; forgive you for making me love her, for making me so so happy. No my son, I will never forgive you for that. I will just love you forever. Oh Johnnie, my Johnnie, thank you so much."

She put her arms around my neck and hugged me tight.

Becky came into the living room and sat on the couch next to Mom and me. She put her arms around the both of us. She gave a small laugh and said, "Well, Mom ya gotta say, Johnnie has always known how to throw this house into absolute chaos; and still come out smelling like a rose."

The three of us laughed. Just then Maggie and Kate came down the stairs. Kate yelled, "Come on Mommy, family hugs."

She ran to us and threw herself at us, wrapping her arms around Grandma's neck. Maggie quickly came over and joined us. We were like that for a while and then we let go.

We sat and talked and in a little while the doorbell rang. I got up to answer it and Kate came after me. She hid behind me as I opened the door.

Kate screamed, "Auntie Phyl" and ran out to throw her arms around Phyllis. 

There was a rather handsome man standing behind Phyllis, who I rightly assumed was Matt.

Phyllis hugged Kate and then gave me a big hug. I shook hands with Matt. Saying how happy I was to meet him.

Kate then turned to Phyllis and said, "Auntie Phyl, this is John Coleridge, His name is just like mine. And that's because he is my Daddy...my REAL Daddy."

Phyllis laughed and once again putting her arms around me said, "Well then, let me give your REAL Daddy another big hug."

Kate then took Phyllis' hand and pulled her into the living room. She shouted, "Everyone, this is my Auntie Phyl, she is my old aunt."

Phyllis looked aghast and said, "OLD Aunt?"

Becky jumped in and said, "I'm sure she means that as opposed to me, the brand NEW aunt."

Phyllis laughed and said, "Well as opposed to a brand new nineteen year-old aunt, I guess I am the OLD Aunt."

Matt laughed and said, "Very good! Ah, Becky? We could use a tactful and quick thinker like you in the State Department."

We laughed. Kate, who obviously wasn't quite sure what was going on, went over to Phyllis, gave her a hug and said, "Oh, Auntie Phyl, you're not that old."

Phyllis hugged her and said, "That makes me feel so much better." 

Kate then introduced her Auntie Phyl and her new Uncle Matt to Mom and Becky. 

Mom and Kate then went into the kitchen to get the 'surprise" dessert. It was Boston cream pie. Mom cut the pieces and Kate served, holding the plates in both hands and very slowly and carefully bringing it to everyone. Mom served the tea and coffee.

As we ate, we talked about Maggie and I meeting, the Kindergarten Graduation and the work I did in Minneapolis. 

As the conversation turned to Phyllis and Matt's wedding, Phyllis turned to me. She looked a bit concerned and said in a soft voice, "John, I have a big favor to ask."

I smiled and said, "Anything for you, Phyllis...well almost anything."

"John, would you walk me down the aisle on Saturday. Not to give me away, but to be my escort. I had planned to walk alone, but the way things worked out...and you are the only person who I would want to accompany me."

"Phyllis, I would be honored to accompany you down the aisle."

Kate then said, "Daddy does that mean you won't sit with me at the wedding?"

"No, my love, I will be sitting with you. I will just walk down the aisle with Aunt Phyl you are going to be walking right in front of us, carrying the bouquet."

"Daddy, it's not Aunt Phyl, its ANTIE Phyl." She admonished.

"Oh lord, I apologize, Auntie Phyl."

Phyllis and Matt left at around 8:00 pm. Kate was falling asleep in her grandmother's lap. 

After they left, Katie gave everyone a hug and a kiss and then said that she wanted Mommy and Grandma to take her to bed. "Daddy you can stay here and talk to your sister."

She then gave me a big hug and a kiss.

As she walked to the stairs holding Mommy's and Grandma's hand, she turned, giggled and shaking her finger, said to Becky and me, "Now you two be good, and no fighting."

Becky and I were laughing so hard that we almost fell off of the couch.

Mom and Maggie were laughing as they took Kate up to bed.

They came down about ten minutes later. Mom plopped down into her seat, looked at me and said, "John, would you? I could really use a drink."

"Sure, Mom. Everyone else?"

Maggie and Becky nodded, so I got up and went into the kitchen and made four big bourbons on the rocks.

I brought the drinks in and gave them out. When I handed Becky hers, she looked at the drink and then at me and said, "What no comments, about underage drinking?"

"Not tonight Becks, after what we put you and Mom through today, you deserve it. Anyway, we were ordered, "No fighting.'"

Becky giggled and looked at Maggie, "Where did she get that from?"

Maggie laughed, "My friend Fran, has a boy about as old as Katie, she often watches them, and whenever she leaves them alone that's what she says."

We spent the rest of the evening talking. It was mostly Maggie, telling Mom and Becky about all of the things that happened the years she was in Minnesota. We went up to bed well after midnight. 

Maggie and I slept in my room. Mom just said that, she wasn't going to keep us apart, hell we already have a daughter.

That night we quietly undressed each other and then made wonderful love. Quietly. Even though Mom and Becky knew were in bed together, we didn't want to flaunt it.

The next morning, Kate was up at 6:00 am, calling for Mommy, Grandma, Aunt Becky and finally Daddy. Grandma won the race and she took Kate down to start breakfast. Mommy and Daddy slept. 

This was real early even for Kate. The time difference was only one hour but our bodies said 5:00 am. Notwithstanding, Kate was up and ready to go.

Mom and Becky had to get up for work. Maggie and I squeezed every second of sleep that we could get. We were in the kitchen by 7:00 am.

Friday was going to be a busy day. Maggie and Kate were to pick up their gowns. I had to rent a tuxedo. I also wanted to go to the office and see Harry and Ethel. 

I took Maggie and Kate to the dressmaker and I went to the tuxedo place. Matt had everything arranged and after a few measurements. I had a tuxedo that matched the wedding parties.

I went back to the dressmaker and picked up Maggie and Kate. We then went to the offices of 3G Computer Consultants.

As we walked up the stairs to the office, Kate was going on about how excited she was going to Daddy's work.

I opened the door and both Harry and Ethel looked up from their desks, "What are you doing here?" Ethel said.

"Johnnie, you're not supposed to be back until next...MAGGIE," Harry shouted.

He jumped out of his chair and rushed over and wrapped his arms around Maggie in a big bear hug. Maggie laughed as she hugged him.

"Harry, it's wonderful to see you. You look great."

"Thanks," said Harry, "But not half as good as you."

Ethel came up behind Harry, she put her hand on his shoulder and said, "Finally, I get to meet you, Maggie. But, I what I want to know, is, who is this gorgeous little girl?"

Ethel squatted down and said to Kate, "What is your name?"

Kate said in a nervous voice, "My name is Katherine, everyone calls me Katie, but Daddy calls me Kate."

Kate came over to Ethel and shook her hand.

Ethel smiled and said, "I'll bet that that's his special name for you, isn't it?"

Kate nodded.

"Well, my name is Ethel and I think that I will call you Katie, Okay?"

Harry was staring at Kate and then her looked at Maggie and me. Maggie shrugged and I just smiled.

"Holy shhh...stuff," Harry stammered.

Ethel put her arms around Harry, laughed and said, "Good one, Harry. That's why I love you."

I started to laugh, "Well, it's about time. So I guess that if I can't get Harry at home I should call Ethel's?"

They were standing close together, with an arm around each other. They both looked a little embarrassed. 

Harry said in a low voice, "It would probably be better to call Ethel's first."

I went over to them and put my arms around them. "I am so happy for you both."

"Well it's all your fault, John, if you hadn't gone off last Thursday, to find Maggie, Harry and I wouldn't have gone to McAnn's and then back to my place," Ethel said smiling. 

We sat and talked about the past five years, Harry and Ether telling Maggie about school and 3G.

Maggie asked why we named the company 3G.

We all laughed and Ethel said, "Three Geeks."

"What's a geeks, Daddy?" Kate asked.

"It's a funny name for people who work with computers."

"Can I be a geeks, Daddy?" Kate asked.

Ethel jumped up and took Kate in her arms and ran around the room screaming, "NO, NO we can't allow this innocent child to be seduced by geekdom."

Kate was laughing and screaming, loving every moment.

After we all calmed down, we decided to go to lunch. As we ate I talked to Harry and Ethel about the problems that Rick and Ed were having in Minneapolis. Ethel wanted to see the fix I put in.

After lunch Maggie and Kate took the car and went to Phyllis'. Harry and Ethel would give me a lift home.

The three of us went back to the office and I was able to get in the system, the password that Rick had issued me was still good. Ethel then entered the world of systems and codes. After a short time she starts to scream and curse.




Best of Intentions Ch. 04



"Do you know what those shit-heads did? It looks like they just dumped a set of programs into the system and didn't customize, probably didn't do enough tests either. There are all sorts of commands that shouldn't be here. This has to be cleaned up. Now it will take months to fix it right."

"Good that's what I thought, I told Rick that was what they did. Having you confirm it makes me feel better." I said.

Ethel went back to the screen and she began to point out things that had to be removed. Going through the system, she kept pointing out things that would be problems and screaming when she found something new. 

Around 4:00 pm Maggie and Kate showed up, Maggie told me that we had the wedding rehearsal tonight at 6:00 pm. 

I started to pack up when the phone rang. Harry answered it and then turned to me and said, "Johnnie, there is a Richard Forland on the line and he wants to speak to you."

I said, "That's Rick. What could he want?"

I grabbed the phone and said, "What's up, Rick. Is there a problem with the fix I put in?"

"No, John, that's fine. But, we have a problem. Our contractor on this job was really pissed that you worked on the system and after words with Ed and me, walked out. About a half hour later we got a letter from their attorney saying that they were no longer going to work under these conditions and would not be completing the contract," Rick said, sounding really stressed.

"They can't do that," I said.

Rick went on, "I know that, our lawyers say that we can sue them, big time, but that's not the problem. We need someone to work on the system and get it working."

"What can I do for you?" I asked.

Rick sort of laughed and said, "John, I was hoping that you would say that. I have a huge favor to ask. If we have to make a new contract, by state law we have to put it out for bids and that will take a lot of time. Time we can't afford. But, if we can find someone willing to take over the present contract for what's left in the budget, it wouldn't be considered a new contract and the work could go on."

I had a feeling I knew where he was going with this.

Rick continued, "John, if you and your company could take over the contract for what's left in the budget, it would really help us and we would be eternally grateful. For whatever that's worth."

"What are we talking about, Rick?"

"Well the whole contract was for one point five million. We paid out five hundred thousand. If you could pick it up for the remaining million, you could start working right away."

Trying to refrain from giving a war whoop and dancing around the office, I said to Rick, "Give me a half hour or so, I have to talk to my partners. I'll get back to you."

"Thanks, John, I really appreciate it, see what you can do." And he hung up.

I turned to the others and said, "Anyone who wants to spend the next eight to ten months in Minneapolis raise their hand."

Everyone raised their hands, even Kate.

Maggie and I looked at Harry and Ethel in surprise and Harry said with a giggle, "We've always wanted to taste a Minnesota. Don't we Ethel?"

Then both of them shouted, "Gotch ya."

Then they looked at me and asked what I meant about being in Minneapolis.

I told them about my conversation with Rick word for word, or as close as I could. Maggie was astounded. She said, "A million dollars, that's highway robbery."

Ethel smiled at her and explained, "Maggie, if we had to pay that much, it would be highway robbery, but since we will be getting paid that much, its good business sense. Oh, and John, we can't call him back too quickly. But, we will be taking the contract, won't we?"

Harry and I nodded.

About ten minutes later, while we were talking about how to go about the job and what it would cost us, the phone rang.

It was Rick again, it seemed that the Mayor had gotten a call from the contractor and he wanted an explanation. Ed told the mayor about the problem, which the mayor was well aware. Ed also told him how I had patched it up and how the contractor was pissed off about that. 

The mayor was not a fan of the contractor so he told Ed, that if he could get us to take over the contract to do it, and gave permission to sweeten the deal a little. That sweetener was a fifty thou more.

Rick said that he had to know immediately, so I told him that we would take it and that I would smooth it over with my partners. He was so grateful and kept thanking me. I told him that we would be back next week, but that I would start working on it from here.

The three adults gave me a worried look; Kate was too busy on the Barbie website.

"What are you going to smooth over with your partners?" Harry asked.

I gave them a serious look and in a somber voice said, "The money changed."

Harry said "Damn it."

Ethel moaned, "I knew it was too good to be true. Tell us, how much are they going to pay?"

Not changing my demeanor, I said, "One million, fifty thousand dollars."

The three of them looked at me and I yelled, "Gotch ya."

I went over to Maggie and put my arms around her and kissed her hard and long. Harry and Ethel were doing the same.

Our kiss didn't last that long as we heard, "DADDY, this thing won't work."

Maggie and I parted with a laugh. Harry and Ether did too. Ethel said, "I guess you guys are used to that."

I fixed Kate's problem and the four of us sat and decided how to celebrate. 

We decided on Sunday night. It was the day after the wedding and we would have everyone there. Ethel's Father and brother Morty with his family, Harry's parents and Edie and Mom and Becky and of course Maggie... no my Family and me. We figured that we would go to Gitano's. Maggie and my favorite place...in the whole wide world.

Maggie, Kate and I left the office. We had to get home and then to the wedding rehearsal.

We cleaned up at home and set out for the church. The rehearsal went off very well and then Matt and Phyllis took everyone out for dinner. We went to a really nice restaurant, a bit pricey for my wallet but, hey, I wasn't paying. We had a great time.

Maggie and I told Phyllis and Matt about the problem in Minneapolis and that I would be out there for about the next year or so.

Phyllis laughed and said that she disappointed that I wouldn't be working on her project. She had been looking forwarded to having tea with me again.

I smiled saying, "Believe me, Ethel makes a great pot of tea."

"Ethel is wonderful," Phyllis said. "My people think that she walks on water. She is already talking about running preliminary tests on the system."

I then told them about Harry and Ethel. I said that Phyllis had nothing to worry about, as they would not be staring at each other when they should be working, because they found each other the day that I went to Minneapolis.

We left the restaurant before the festivities ended; Kate had a little too much party and fell asleep on Daddy's lap.

When we got home, Mom was sleeping in front of the TV and Becky was out. Mom woke up as I carried the party girl up and we put her to bed. We got undressed then came down in our robes. Mom just said goodnight and went to bed.

Neither Maggie nor I had been drinking at the restaurant. I don't drink and drive, especially with the precious cargos I had in the car and Maggie just didn't want anything.

But, now that we were home, I made two bourbons on the rocks. We sat on the couch sipping our drinks, watching TV and cuddling.

Maggie put her head on my shoulder and said, "I have been thinking about what we were going to do. I will never let you go again, but I don't know where we could live."

"I have the house in Maple Grove and you have the business here. I have friends there and here and we both have family here. I just don't know what to do."

I looked at her and smiled, "I know. I have been thinking about that all week. Now, however, we have time to work it out. Who knows if I can scrape up some business out there in Minneapolis/St. Paul, maybe I could open up an office."

"Would you, John? Would you leave your home to be with us?" Maggie asked softly.

"Leave my home? No, my dear, my home is wherever you and Kate are. You are my home."

Maggie wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me, our mouths open and tongues caressing. I slipped my hand inside her robe. Like me, she didn't have anything on under the robe. 

I began to fondle and play with her breasts. Her hand went into my robe and stroked my stiffening dick. 

We slipped onto the floor and I untied and opened her robe. I kissed her breasts, taking the stiff nipple into my mouth and running my tongue around it. They were sweet and I wished that I could have tasted the sweet milk that she had given Kate.

Maggie rolled over on top of me and straddled me. She started to kiss my neck and shoulder where she had bitten me. Slowly she kissed her way down over my chest and stomach, stroking my dick as she kissed me.

She then took my dick in both of her hands and slowly stroked and leaned over and kissed the tip of my dick. She licked the pre-cum off of her lips and then licked the head of my dick.

She took the head into her mouth and began to suck. I was in heaven, the feeling of pleasure, as this beautiful woman sucked my cack was intense. 

Now she had moved her head down and was deep throating me. She took my eredtion into her mouth and then would move back until just the head was in. All the while she was messaging my balls. I was running my hands through her hair, holding her to my crotch as she pumped my dick with her mouth. 

As I lay there basking in the light of her love and in the joy of the pleasure, I felt the beginnings of my orgasm start to build. I told her that I was getting close.

Maggie lifted her head up and said, "Not yet my love."

She moved up beside me and kissed me. She rolled over and pulled me on top of her and whispered in my ear, "Take me, John. Make love to me like we have never made love before."

As I moved between her out stretched legs, she positioned my dick at the gateway of her pleasure trove and I plunged into her. I went completely into her with one savage thrust. Pushing further into her than ever before.

I pulled out of her and plunged deep into her again with the same savagery as before. She gasped and grabbed my ass cheeks with her hands and pulled me into her as deeply as possible.

I was thrusting my dick into her and she was pushing up into me with equal ferocity. We were pounding each other faster and harder than ever before. Moving, attacking each other with abandon, fucking, just mindless fucking. 

All that we cared about was this union of our bodies and souls. A joint venture, working together to reach the pinnacle and upon reaching it leaping into the abyss of orgasmic delight, falling into the bottomless chasm of love.

I once again began to feel that tingle in my groin and knew that there would be no holding back the onslaught of my orgasm. Maggie was moaning and shaking her head back and forth. We held each other tightly as our bodies slammed together.

I groaned as I felt my cock twitch and begin to spew forth my semen into Maggie's body. As I began to cum, Maggie let out a long low moan and her body began to stiffen as her legs tightened around me, pulling me deeper into her.

We held each other for a long time as our bodies were wracked with a fantastic orgasm.

We lay there on Maggie's open robe and whispered our love. Eventually getting up and putting on our robes. Thank god for the thick terry cloth, because we were a mess, with the sweat and the love fluids on our bodies.

We sat on the couch and cuddled in front of the TV. This is how we were when Becky came in about ten minutes later.

Becky came into the living room and said, "Damn, I was hoping to catch you in a, shall we say delicate position. But you two are so boring."

Maggie put on an innocent face and said, "Moi? What ever makes you think that I would do anything like that?"

Becky looked at her with a sneer and said, "That little girl sleeping upstairs."

Maggie laughed and said, "OH, yea, right."

I got up to freshen our drinks, as the ice was melted. 

Becky looked at the full glasses without ice and said to Maggie, "You drink bourbon neat? Or is it that the ice has melted? The question is, what were you two doing while the ice melted?"

"Becky, that's enough. Stop now, will ya?"

"Never, big brother, not until I get to the bottom of this question. It is my job to find out what was going on here," she said in a ridiculous British accent. As she walked around the living room pretending that she was smoking a pipe.

Maggie laughed at Becky's antics, saying, "A regular Sherlock Holmes."

"The game is afoot, my dear Watson," Becky giggled and the two of them started to laugh.

I came back into the living room and handed Maggie a drink and as I was about to give Becky one I teased, "Did you have anything to drink tonight?"

"You know better than that, I was designated driver, AGAIN."

I gave her the bourbon.

We sat talking, mostly about me going to Minneapolis and what the future would bring. We talked until around one o'clock. As we went up stairs, Becky asked Maggie just what we were doing before she came home.

Maggie gave an evil grin and said, "Trying to make you a nephew."

Becky said, "Oh okay...WHAT."

Maggie put her finger over her lips and said, "Shhhhh." She giggled and stepped into our room.

She closed the door after her and I said, "You are really something. You know that you will be driven crazy with questions in the morning."

"Sorry, I have to get the three of us ready for the wedding. Don't have time to talk now," Maggie giggled.

We got into bed and fell asleep in each other's arms.

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Once again thanks to all for the comments. Please don't stop. Let me know what you think and whether you want more. Hope to have the next installment out before the next millennia.