0 comments/ 9518 views/ 0 favorites My Heart Won’t Let You Go By: Egmont0409 CHAPTER 1 Almost nineteen years ago Mr and Mrs Hendricks unthinking named the first of their two children Alfredia Janella Hendricks. Pretty and petite AJ as she preferred being called for obvious reasons, was finally getting over her latest bad experience that college was a solid place of learning rather than a cauldron of sex, fun and mayhem as portrayed in mindless movies rerun on TV. Miraculously AJ was invited to transfer from Christian Hall for calling the obstreperous manager a bitch and found alternative accommodation in the mixed-sex Albion Hall. Only then did she become aware of the truth. Christian Hall had been funded in the 1950s by the Women's Christian High Morality Union and daughters and grand-daughters of unionists were housed there, the spare beds being assigned to incoming females with acceptable names like 'Alfredia Janella'. Adding to her misfortune, on the housing application form AJ had ticked the YES box marked 'Christian Beliefs & Adherence?' because, well, her mom went to church whenever grandma came to stay. The name AJ's new roommate was Deb, a bit of improvement on AJ's tight-lipped roomer over at Christian called Deborah. On that first night at Albion when a guy called Joe entered the room to get into Deb's bed he was introduced to AJ and went off and returned with a guy called Rick. AJ was ever so grateful and was relieved to find she'd not forgotten how to deliver good sex. In fact she was so pleased she made Rick stay till dawn and the poor guy staggered away and fell over twice before even reaching the door. AJ showered joyfully thinking at last there was a glimmer of hope about college, unaware that day she would gain the reputation of being the best fuck of Albion Hall and possibly the entire college, although how such outrageous claims could be authenticated was anyone's guess with almost 13,500 females to work through to assess to try to prove the claim and that did not include other females on the campus. Needless to say Deb and AJ's room became the most popular room in Albion Hall with male sophomores and senior students began visiting. Deb couldn't believe she was so popular, unknowingly having to deal with AJ's spillover. It was not uncommon for them to have two even three guys a night. At home Alfredia's mom, who'd go almost berserk at hearing Alfredia call herself AJ, was delighted the emails from college had lifted in tone and the her oldest child was no longer feeling homesick and appealing to be withdrawn from college. Anyone thinking AJ was a sex-driven slut was wrong of course. She simply liked to fuck. End of story. She also rather liked guys because of their simplicity and for knowing who they were, not like some females who attempted to be everything and ended up feeling like crap and hovered dangerously poised to become neurotic. There were a few guys off the rails who were both neurotic and despondent but AJ stayed well cleared of them. Just when AJ was beginning to tire of excessive sex and the fear of being left with a range of STD's her sluttish life changed. She bumped into Chester Dabish, literally. She rushed into the gym and he was rushing out and they slammed into each other, both hitting the sides of the doorway, tumbling and groaning ouch. They sat looking at each other. AJ opened her mouth to berate him for carelessness when he rubbed his side, smiled and said, "Aren't you going to foul-mouth me?" "No," AJ heard herself say. "You are a great-looking chick. Here I'll help you up." "Were you once a blonde?" he grinned, looking down at AJ's red and purple streaked hair. "No I was born like this." She was surprised not to be called a liar. He just grinned. "It was my fault, sorry for rushing," she offered. "No, no. I wasn't looking where I was going." "Oh really? Isn't it unusual for a male student to accept responsibility for anything?" He just grinned. "Well thanks for not blaming me. I'm AJ." The guy's eyes opened hugely. "What?" "Y-you're famous. I thought you'd look like a fucked out slut but you look like a gal a guy could take home mom." "What on earth are you talking about?" "Y-you're rated as the best fuck on campus." Chess (as Chester called himself, not unexpectedly) saw stars and then felt the pain. When Chess managed to focus and rubbed his painful cheek she'd gone. He was amazed; the bitch had whacked him, and whacked him really hard. AJ found an unused bench in the crowded gym and took off most of the weights, aware she was starting up cold and that was a no-no. She reached up and lifted the bar off the rests when she felt someone straddle her and then the bar was forced down over her neck. "Are you sorry and prepared to apologize?" "Fuck off." "I'll bite your tit. She giggled although somewhat nervously, "You slandered me." "How's that?" "How could anyone know I'm that good at sex? It's a brainless legend in the making and even you must know it's stupid." He sniffed. "You made a good point. I'm Chess Dabish, in my final year doing computer studies." "I'm AJ Hendricks, first year journalism." "Hi. May I kiss you?" "Aren't I a freshman, scum to seniors?" "Technically yes but some of us prefer using personal judgment. I'll ask again, may I kiss you?" "Only if you'll date me properly with dinner and talk about your likes and dislikes, hopes, fears and aspirations." "What?" "Oh fuck off Chess." He lifted the bar on to the rests and sat on her belly, not too heavily. AJ liked his green eyes and brown curly hair and thought his square chin was a suggestion of good character. Well if that was bullshit so what? "What's behind that outburst of your desires?" "Chess I'm weary of guys who push me around, mess me and offer little more than grunts. I'm in danger of switching to females although that's against my instinct." Chess smiled and said that must not happen because it would be such a tragedy. Never had he expected a woman to thump him so hard. "Oh that, well you brought that on yourself. How rude you were. You are supposed to do no more than think about such allegations." "Allegations?" "Yes. We have almost 16,500 female students here and thousands of other adult females Chess. Can you imagine one guy sampling all those women?" "God he wouldn't last beyond the first month of such a campaign." "Exactly. You not only look intelligent Chess you sound like you are." "Oh god a compliment from a woman about male intellect. Have I found myself a babe?" "Careful about over-expectation Chess; you haven't even got to first base yet." "God you are so confident. Yes I'll take you to dinner and empty my memory. Here's my first kiss." They were locked in that kiss when a female attendant arrived and said to them, "Chess and young lady, the rules say no physical fraternization on these premises." Chess pulled up guiltily and that allowed the attendant to see the female he was kissing. "Oh pardon me AJ, I won't intrude. But please no fucking on the premises." As the attendant walked away AJ complained, "Who was she; I don't even know her?" "Yeah I bet Neil Armstrong, President Obama and Angelina Jolie shared your problem." Chess said, an arm at the ready to fend any blow. But AJ just laughed and called him funny. * * * Early Saturday as AJ came out of her room dressed in slinky white and her hair up, Deb who also was waiting to go out said, "Darling you don't have to dress up to get sex. Just making yourself available is what you do." "I'm going on my first real date since I've been here." "You mean to a proper restaurant?" "Yes." "Ohmigod, you are so fortunate. Who with?" "A guy called Chess Dabish." "But he's a senior, a football star." "Well the college has quite of few of them so what's the point?" "AJ I don't think you understand; he's A-list." "Oh darling, calm down. He's only a guy. I could be on the A-list." Deb pouted. "Yeah but not for the reason you might think." AJ smiled and tickled Deb under the chin. "Those days are over for me?" "Oh AJ how will I get sex?" "By working for it darling, like we all do." AJ drew whistles from some guys in the adjoining lounge as she entered the foyer of Albion Hall. One guy shouted, "By god it's AJ" and other guys and some females came out to marvel at the recreation. "Ohmigod AJ, you look angelic," Toni White cried. "Yes doesn't she," Chess said, arriving through the entrance, neatly dressed with a jacket held over a shoulder. He kissed AJ on the cheek and said, "Shall we go darling?" The small gathering gaped as AJ tucked an arm against Chess and they walked out to the waiting cab. "It would appear the reconstruction of your image at this college has commenced." "Do you think so?" AJ said sweetly and added, "I did enjoy being called darling." "Does that mean I've elevated you too much to expect to have sex before the twenty-second date?" "I wouldn't think so." She smiled and reached over with her free hand to pat his cheek. "If you treat me like a lady you can have anything you want." Miraculously AJ remained an ass virgin despite numerous attacks to breach that bastion. At times only the desperate plea, "I'm saving my ass for my wedding night" had saved her. But now in the company of Mr Nice Guy, AJ felt she might feel obliged to yield. After dinner AJ attempted to take Chess to her room but security was guarding the door. The beefy guy said, "Hi Chess, residents only. In you go AJ." AJ who'd never seen this particular security guy said, "You know me?" "Everyone on campus knows you AJ." Chess and AJ retreated to the wide steps and joined other couples not permitted to enter who were busily fingering partners or jerking them. "Just kiss me Chess and play with my breasts. Doing anything else out here is rather demeaning; I'm worried about your good reputation." Chess buried his face into AJ's shoulder to muffle his laughter. The next evening, with no security guy at the door, Chess arrived at AJ's twin share to find Deb was out. According to AJ, roommate Deb was not at evening church but rather on the prowl for a guy. "Would Deb be embarrassed being seen with a senior?" "I don't believe so. She comes from a rural family and has four older brothers so knows how to stand up for herself." "My pal Harry is adrift at the moment. He's more rugged than handsome." "Does he fuck?" "Yes, of course. There's absolutely nothing wrong with him." "Then let's meet at the dinning hall tomorrow. I'll bring Deb with me and we see how they go. If this works we could sometimes date as a foursome." "That was my thinking too. Now why am I here? "Coffee?" DJ the innocent asked. "Ah... oh yes, why not." Chess undressed her tenderly, delivering tiny kisses whenever he bared skin. "Love your tits," he said guzzling. Guzzling? Well AJ thought it sounded like that. At the appropriate time she went on to her knees and invited Chess to drop his pants and briefs. He accomplished that at top speed and the erection was at the ready for AJ to lick and mouth. She did that expertly and soon had Chess with his head right back singing "Ye-yes, oooh-aaah, oh baby, Queen of fellatio." AJ with her mouth full had no reason to dispute that title being conferred on her. She had enough experience behind her to know it wasn't a claim without substance. Chess grunted and groaned and thickened so she pulled away and jerked him on to her tits. "Lick my tits." "Oh yuk, no." "Then Chess, don't ever expect me to swallow your cum." Almost gagging he dropped to his knees and began licking her breasts. DJ then turned and leant over the bed, pulling her butt cheeks apart readying to have her dripping pussy rammed. But to her surprise Chess lifted her on to the bed and entered her gently in missionary position, kissing her and stroking her hair and blowing on a nipple as they worked up a slow push-pull counter rhythm that had them both smiling, mouths slack and open. At last she came, almost caught by surprise, and grunted and squirmed to allow him to know where she was at.. Chess pulled out and jerked over her breasts and appeared to be finished when she scooped up semen and mouthed it, staring at him. That was too much for Chess and he fired twice more, looking rather surprised. They talked, learning more about each other and then DJ asked him to leave because she had a busy schedule next day. They arranged to meet in the gym at 7:00 am. Their relationship developed over the weeks to such an extent they decided to visit each other's homes during spring break. They took the flight of less than one and a half hours to Buffalo where his father collected them and drove them home. Chess had warned DJ that his father would greet him warmly while his mom would be watchful and suspicious because she had a couple of girls lined up as candidates for his future life. "What do you think about them?" "They are neither as beautiful or fuck as well as you do." DJ reached over her aircraft seat and kissed Chess, thanking him for saying such lovely things to her. The tall, graying businessman greeted them. "Dad, this is AJ." "Hi AJ, welcome to Buffalo and thanks you being so friendly to my son. Some of the things he said in emails about you made me wonder if he was intoxicated when writing those words but now I have met you and I can say is Wow?" "Thanks Mr Dabish or do you wish to begin our relations informally from the outset." "Ah call me Charlie AJ. God you are beautiful. My wife Heather could be put out a tad about this." "Looks are not everything Charlie." "I know but the question is does Heather? Um Chester, have you mentioned Irene and Sue to DJ?" "Yes but not by name." "Thank god DJ knows. Look Heather has these expectations..." "I understand Charlie, two local young women handpicked. Some moms are like that. All my mom would want to know if my brother arrived home with a young woman was did she like the woman or not. End of story." "Well that would be normal behavior wouldn't it?" "I don't know but does it matter? If Mrs Dabish doesn't like me I won't stay." "Um she's not the type to fire bullets... unrelenting tactical attrition wouldn't you say Chester?" "Charlie that's okay. Now look be a good boy and call your son Chess... it's his preference." "Ohmigod AJ, are you looking to leave Buffalo in a hearse?" "Courage Charlie." "Okay, Chester is Chess but please excuse me Chess if I just say hey you if Heather is within earshot." "That's a reasonable compromise Charlie. You're really rather smooth for an older guy. Heather ought to be pleased. What business are you in?" "Communications and I understanding that's your area of study. I run a small PR business." "Well isn't that dandy Charlie. We have more in common than an interest in your son." "Thank you. I'm really warming to you DJ." "Well don't reveal too much of that until Heather has sorted herself out over me. Is she home gardening?" "No she'll come home around 4:00 to 5:00. She's a pediatric orthopedic surgeon." "Oh, specializing in children. Chess and I have not exchanged much info about folk back home, college being our focus. The occupations of you two surprised me because dad is a cardiac surgeon and mom co-owns an advertising and promotion agency." Father and son looked AJ with interest. Charlie said, "So you intend working with your mom?" "That's the idea and when she judges I have sufficient experience she retires and I take over her partnership." "So where do you live?" "Chicago." Heather arrived home just after 5:00 and Chester and AJ went out to greet her as she was closing the garage door with her remote. She called excitedly, "Oh hi darling" at Chess while taking in his companion. She stopped and taking a close look said, "Oh hello." "Hi Mrs Dabish. It's lovely you having me as a guest." "I-I'm sorry. I am quite taken aback. You are taller and even better looking I must say than my son made out and here was I telling his father Chester was exaggerating." "Oh sorry to disappoint," AJ said sweetly. "Please call me AJ." "Are those your initials?" Heather asked, hugging and kissing her son. "Yes." "So what are your names?" "Alfredia Janella." Heather's mouth dropped open but she caught herself and said, "Well come in AJ." "Mrs Dabish, may I hug you? I'm missing my mom and it will be another five days before we fly to Chicago." "Oh my dear young woman, I appreciate how you must feel. Here, let me hug and kiss you. Oh you smell so lovely." "Chess bought it for me at the airport." "Who?" Heather said stiffening. AJ kept the hug firmly. "Mrs Dabish, I'm sorry but even you must have known the name shortening would be inevitable when your son went to college even if he didn't initiated it." "I did not." "Oh come Mrs Dabish..." "Well yes but I hoped it wouldn't happen." "Chess must surely expect you to call him Chester so nothing changes for you and your friends and your extended family." "Mom, face us to it," Chess said, coming up and embracing them both. There was silence until Heather sighed and said, "You have a way about you AJ. Very well, welcome home Chess and AJ call me Heather." The delighted your couple kissed Heather's cheeks. "Ohmigod Chess, this is the most exciting of all your home comings. Inside and pour us drinks young man. I've had a stressful day, almost losing a three-year-old to a seizure but got her stabilized and finished the operation. Somehow I now feel even more relieved." The women sipped martinis while Chess had a beer. Heather said, "Just how old are you young lady. You are not a senior." "Nineteen Heather, three years behind AJ in my studies." "Well how..." "Well tell you over dinner mom. Dad will want to hear it." Charlie returned home from work and Heather rushed over, kissed him and turned to look at their guest and said, "Hasn't Chess found such a lovely young woman? AJ is only completing her sophomore year. Let's have a drink and then go out to dinner. I can't wait till they tell us how they met." "You are calling him Chess now?" "Yes apparently that's the only name used at college and I've asked AJ to call me Heather. Please invite her to call you Charles." "Yes, let's continue this informality.,: he grinned. "AJ please call me Charlie." * * * The five-day stay was going very well but AJ found the big question for her was why was she doing this? Admittedly Chess was a fine guy, rather romantic and treated her fairly and with kindness. In fact he was her best boyfriend ever by a long shot. But she was behind him in her studies by three years. He'd be up and away in establishing a career long before she was ready to enter commercial journalism and they'd not discussed her objective of taking over her mother's partnership or even if he would consider working on Chicago on his career in computer engineering. He'd told her his interest was in developing and maintaining computer systems and his medium-term goal was to buy into a computer consultancy. She sighed, thinking what was the use of continuing with him instead of looking for someone suitable in her sophomore year. They were sleeping together, a move had shocked even Chess. AJ had asked Heather before they went to the bedrooms prior to going out to dinner that first night, "I take it you accept the fact I prefer to sleep with Chess?" "Er..." "Heather, I'd struggle to believe you were angelic in your college days. Your mom would have been strict but times had loosened up since then." An uncomfortable silence continued for almost a minute before Heather called, "Chess?" He came in. "Yes mom?" My Heart Won’t Let You Go "I'm putting you and AJ into the guest room. Sorry I was so prudish." "Aw mom," he complained. "Now I won't be able to sneak into her bedroom after midnight." Heather had laughed almost out of control. AJ thought ah the little issues had been resolved, all amicably so far. Chess's parents had really worked as good hosts. Further, Chess had told her his mom had called the two young women she had invited over, one on Wednesday night and one on Thursday night, to cancel with regret, saying Chess had brought home a close girlfriend. Presumably the intention had been to confront the girlfriend with those home-grown girlfriends had AJ and Chess not been considered close. Heather had been delighted that first evening at dinner when AJ had asked could she accompany Heather one morning on her rounds of recovering patients. Heather had said normal practice was not to allow that but it became acceptable when AJ had revealed she'd worked during her final year at high school and in the time between graduating and going to college as a nurse aid in the private hospital where her father practiced. Heather had already been astonished to find AJ's father was a surgeon and her mom was in advertising. The plight of some of the very young patients had torn at AJ's heart but she remained calm and heard Heather tell Charlie that evening AJ had been so wonderful talking to the kids. It was such a shame. She and Heather had significantly bonded. Charlie of course was no problem; he appeared to think AJ was the cat's whiskers for his son as a girlfriend. Heather and Charlie took the young couple to the airport to catch their 6:15 pm flight and she asked, "What are the plans you guys when Chess graduates in three months?" "God we have talked about it," Chess said. "But I've thought about it. We'll have to talk about it before commencement." "But surely..." "Something will happen mom; don't worry." Heather didn't looked confident and AJ knew she wasn't. It seemed hopeless because she wished to pursue he career. She could move to another college of course but she was determined to complete her masters media print communications. The farewell at the airport was emotional, ending with Heather looking forlornly at AJ and shaking her head, walking away crying. "She'll be okay," Charlie said kissing AJ. "She won't really know what she's crying about." AJ knew what the problem was but remained outwardly unconcerned. * * * AJ's parents Sandy and Karen and younger brother Mike took to Chess like mushroom sauce coats to steak. Within five minutes at arriving home the three guys were shooting baskets. "Oh Alfredia, just look at them, they are interacting like a father with his two sons." AJ looked and said yes, didn't they look good together. Chess was under instructions to call her AJ at all times, no matter how much her mom protested. With great skill Chess avoided calling AJ anything except darling when he needed her prompt attention. CHAPTER 2 There was a happy reunion between AJ and Chess's family at the time of his graduation and the morning after the ceremony and dinner they headed home. Chess was to start a job on the following Monday and was excited about his prospects. "Bye I'll see you in a few days time," he called to AJ, continuing the deception right to the very end. Heather had asked outright, "What is to happen between you two?" and AJ lied confidently, "We have plans to remaining very close." Heather appeared to decide not to push for elaboration. AJ and Chess had decided of course it was hopeless to continue. It ended with Chess driving his family to Buffalo. * * * Three years and several boyfriends later AJ graduated with her master's. She remained unsettled because none of those guys had been a patch on Chess as a person. Three weeks later she was chief bridesmaid at Deb's wedding. The newly married were heading for San Diego where her besotted bridegroom Malcolm had won a great job in marine biology so AJ wondered if she'd ever see Deb again. Life was so depressing but she returned home and began learning her craft as a professional communicator on the hoof. AJ kept in touch for many of her fellow graduates and at their first reunion learned Chess had married an Irene someone. AJ thought that would have been the Irene that Charlie had mentioned when she'd first met Chess's father... yes there was an Irene and a Sue or Susan his mother had targeted for him. She was saddened the bride had not been her but these things happen. A year later her mom's business partner had a cancer scare and decided to retire early. AJ's parent's acted as guarantors for AJ to secure a bank loan to buy out Paul's partnership and with him gone and with more energy and fresh ideas AJ, by then aged just twenty-four, had the business reorganized from the top down and engaged a marketing graduate to solely chase new business, finding new clients and offering wider assistance and service to existing clients. Although AJ's mom had been against the appointment of a marketing persons but had yielded under her daughter's pressure, two months later Karen was acknowledging the results of that outlay were beginning to show on the bottom line and then was the first to say they must hire more personnel. Mother and daughter later agreed to merge with an ailing competitor, taking on the other company's principal as a partner and paying nothing for goodwill in acquiring all of his clients. Although a few clients were lost in the reshuffle they still had more than doubled the size of their business. The new partner had run out of steam and ideas but was good at doing what he was told so he became AJ's deputy CEO and Karen, with her agreement, became chief administrator. During that busy period, loaded with dramas and pressure, AJ received two proposals of marriage but turned both down. She knew who she should marry so called him. "AJ, Christ it's been so long. How are you?" "Blooming thank you Chess, and you?" "Oh fine. I have not managed to secure a partnership but am CEO of a firm of eleven consultants plus support staff so we are pretty big cheese for Buffalo. I have gained my doctorate working partly on-line and going to Boston for spells. It was pretty stressful on my marriage... oh I got married." "So I heard on the grapevine. Any kids?" "Not yet. She's only thirty and wishes to wait till she's thirty-five. She's in hospital administration." "How do you feel about a delay that long?" "Well it would be impolite to say it's none of your business. It leaves me unhappy. Why had you chosen this time to call?" AJ said softly, "Are you really interested to know?" "Yes of course." "Last night I rejected my second proposal of marriage. This one was from a good keen man." "But why?" "You might not wish to hear the reason." "Go on. I know you; at least I think I do. You want to tell me." "My heart won't let you go Chess." After a twenty-five second pause Chess whispered, "Jesus." "If she won't cooperate about children Chess dump her and come to me." Chess snorted, "AJ, you don't know what you are suggesting." "Don't I? A day doesn't go by without my thinking of you Chess. The same things run through my mind time and time again. If I haven't got them right by now I never will have them right. My mind tells me to hang on, not to give up hope. I can't let you go." "AJ I'm sorry, I can't allow you to talk to me like this. I must go." "When you decide to come to me Chess remember the name Reverberation Information Management Consultancy, Chicago. Reverberation." AJ could hear Chess's loud breathing. She cut the call feeling she could do nothing more but wait. She'd done better than expected" she'd planted the seed. CHAPTER 3 After Chess had graduated from college, unhappily leaving AJ in his wake, Chess lived at home for a while but became tired of his mother asking why was he contacting women about dates when he had AJ and why hadn't she been to visit when it was summer vacation. Chess began looking for an apartment to share and bumped into Sue Strong just after midday and they enjoyed lunch together and catching up. He mentioned about trying to find someone to share an apartment with and she said her brother Troy was about to seek one because the guy who shared with him was leaving for Europe to work. "It's a two bedroom apartment. Cole and I have been there several times." "Cole?" "My fiancé." "Oh congratulations." "Thanks, I gave up waiting for you. Well come here same time tomorrow and I'll bring Troy to meet you. He's an accountant." It worked out fine and Chess left home and shifted in with Troy who was engaged to his company's office manager. She had girlfriends looking for a good looking guy like Chess so happily lined them up for him. Before leaving home Chess had confessed to him mom it had been over with AJ ever since the night of his graduation. Enraged she threw a pot at him. It missed and smashed through the glass door of the kitchen wall cabinet holding everyday glasses and several were shattered. Heather ordered him to leave the house and that's when he told her he'd find an apartment. "Find it tonight," she'd screamed. Chess had reminded her surgeons were supposed to remain even-tempered and she picked up a meat hammer but dropped it, crying "Oh god what am I doing? Can't you understand I so much wanted AJ for my daughter and to bear my grandchildren?" Charlie came in from his study, assessed the situation and told Chess to go for a run for a couple of hours. A week after Chess moved in, Sue and Cole came to dinner and were accompanied by Sue's longtime friend Irene Sanders. Irene and Chess had a pleasant reunion and she told him she was working in hospital administration and was upgrading her degree online to a master's. Chess, remembering his manners, said the encouraging career-focus things and began to warm to Irene. The next Saturday evening Troy and his fiancée Jennifer had just left for a movie when the bell rang. The caller was Irene. Chess had no trouble thinking 'set up' and didn't really mind. He waited to find how well Irene could lie. Or would she come straight out with it? "Troy told mom he was going to a movie tonight. I had nothing on so thought perhaps I should see if you wished to go out somewhere." "Where?" "You choose. I'm um easy." "We should stay here and have a drink and talk." Irene sat on a lounge chair opposite Chess. When he returned with the wine he saw her skirt was hitched up high. "What's it with the leg show?" Without any embarrassment Irene said, "Do you want to see more than legs?" Chess poured the wine, giving her plenty of time to get cold feet. "Okay Irene," he said sitting back in his chair after handing across her glass of wine, "let's see what you've got." She hitched her skirt right up and placed a foot on the table. "Put your other foot on the table and make sure they're a yard apart." "You might be embarrassed." "Why?" "Because I'm not wearing panties." "I thought that might be the case. Do it slowly Irene, show me everything you've got." "You mean a full strip?" "Yes after you've displayed your cunt. Do you shave?" "Yes." "Okay take it slowly while I enjoy the show, sipping my drink." "And then what?" "We'll get to that later." Irene was quite good but there was someone who often used to do this same thing for Chess; Irene wasn't as good as AJ although she did have the gumption to kick off her shoes and stand on the table. When Irene finished and was standing awkwardly as if waiting for something to happen, Chess handed over his glass with a little bit of wine left in it. "Don't drink it, pour it over your pussy, just a little." When she'd done that Chess stood and licked her pussy. Irene placed a hand on his head and said, "Ohmigod, I've waited years for you to do this to me." She tasted good and Chess went at it slowly to build passion. He know really wanted to screw Irene and thought she looked more seductive than ever before, having gained weight to produce better curves. He grabbed and pressed the lower section of her butt cheeks and squeezed. Irene groaned and pressed forward as if attempting to drive pussy over his head, causing Chess to reach down to unzip to release his rearing dick. Chess knew where Dick thought he was going. Irene proved to be an energetic fuck and moved her ass and squeezed well, showing her experience and Chess thought she would be enjoying his expertise. "God it's big," Irene lied and he went for the tits thinking they were the best pair he'd fondled since... Jesus, when would he stop bringing AJ into his thoughts? At the office Chess had been promoted and now led a team dealing with major companies. He'd settled in well, the apartment was handily placed and that session with Irene the previous night had left him waking that morning with a big smile on his face although she'd long gone from the apartment. Irene called him during her mid-afternoon break and came straight out with it, with no embarrassment. "Hi lover... want to fuck again tonight?" Well what could a fit and healthy guy say? There was only one answer. Two weeks later Chess proposed to Irene and she just squealed and kissed him very emotionally, her goal almost over. Two months later Chess was home working with Heather on her guest list. "Now want about AJ, I think we should invite her?" "Who's AJ?" he snapped, pushing back his chair and saying he was off for a pee. Later when his mom returned with coffee she sighed, looking down at the list near the bottom and seeing AJ's name had been crossed out. Her son stared at her and she sighed. "No AJ then?" "No. What's the point?" Chess was relieved, suspecting his mom would never bring up AJ's name again. He was partly correct in that assumption. It would be some time before that name would pass Heather's lips again. * * * Irene came home one evening greatly excited, the most excited she'd been in recent months. Chess welcomed that because when his wife became excited that usually meant she'd really put energy into good fucking within the next couple of hours or so. Three hours later Irene said, "Squirt over my face, even my hair tonight. I feel so happy." Chess was shocked. This was very unlike Irene but then he remembered back when she used to expect him to do that, never complaining. After they finished he said, "Well since you are to be appointed deputy CEO and told the big job in administration is likely to be yours eventually are we ready to start a family?" "Aw darling, please stop whining about kids. There's plenty of time. I've only thirty. I've told you thirty-five would be great." "Until now you've said thirty-three?" "What are you... a bean counter? I probably meant thirty-five but said thirty-three to get you off my back." So they argued and Chess spent the rest of that night in the guest bedroom and awoke scowling and went off to work without kissing Irene goodbye. She was in the kitchen probably waiting for him to appear with her apology ready. Oh yeah? Next day Chess was still hurting about Irene's allegation during their argument that she'd probably be a lousy mother anyway and she denied his charge she didn't want to bear children but later Chess wondered just how convincing that denial had been? He sighed and returned to design work. His phone went. He was always getting calls... but not like this one. Grumpily he picked up his phone and forced a smile to put a smile into his voice. He checked the display to see who the caller was and felt his heart almost stop in shock. The caller was AJ. He'd thought he'd removed her details from his phone. "AJ, Christ it's been so long. How are you?" "Blooming thank you Chess, and you?" When AJ cut the call, the cunning bitch leaving his mind in an uproar, Chess pressed his face into his hands and groaned. Christ. Well the bitch had always been quick remarkable with her timing. Always. That night Irene and Chess made up to purge their anger with each other. They went out for dinner and had some great wine and returning home left a trail of clothes from the door to the bedroom. Chess performed like a champion and Irene said, "Good gracious; you haven't been so good since our honeymoon. I'm awash with semen. You'll be thrilled." Yeah right and Chess didn't even feel guilty. He'd known during that great fuck he'd kept his eyes closed thinking he was fucking AJ. Next day was Saturday and Chess and his mother lunched in the city. Irene was leading a day-long advanced training and updating session for section managers. Heather was in a great mood and obviously pleased he'd invited her out and pleased at his choice of venue. During a slow down in conversation Chess said, "Mom have you had sexual affairs." She blushed. "God Chess that is something a child should never ask parents." "Yeah so I understand. Dumb rule isn't it?" His mom had recovered her embarrassment and said it was a very good rule. "God I thought I'd forgotten how to blush." "Well do I get a proper answer." "Mind you business Chess." He grinned and she colored. He said, watching her, "AJ called me yesterday. Just a social call." Chess was fascinated to see his mom's face turn ashen. "Ohmigod. What was your reaction to that?" Chess became suddenly aware he'd made a bad move. Telling his mom this was almost as bad as telling Irene, no possibly worse. You idiot, he told himself. He had to get out of this topic fast. "I was stunned initially," he said, and then lied. "She was going through old things and found my phone number so thought she'd give me a call. I thanked her, asked how she was and she said fine. I told her I was happily married and doing well at work. She seemed pleased and that was it. End of call." "Are you?" "Am I what?" "Happily married?" "Mom what are you talking about. You know I am." "I don't know that for sure. When are you seeing AJ?" "What?" She pressed on ruthlessly with the precision of a surgeon. "It's why you asked me had I had affairs?" "You told me to mind my own business. Well this is also my business and I'm telling you nothing is going to happen. Look at me mom. I'll spell it out, N-O-T-H-I-N-G." "You may be interested to know I don't even have her address." "Liar and if I'm wrong about that you have her phone number." "No I don't." "Liar." "Mom this is ridiculous. Please stop it and stop it now." His mom asked for a second glass of wine. Normally she only ever drank one glass of any drink containing alcohol and then only at evenings but not if she was likely to be operating next day and at weekend lunches. She watched in silence as Chess ordered and they both stayed silent and watched the wine waiter return with their new choice of red wine. Chess cleared his throat to speak but his mom got in first. "AJ is a person I'll never forget and just those few days she exposed to me the kind of person she was, upfront and no nonsense. She would not have called you about nothing. That is just not like her Is she married?" "No." "Has she suggested you two meet?" "No." "Why did you ask me for the first time ever had I had affairs." "For your information I see no connection between the two topics. If you must know I was looking at you and thought if I was a guy at the hospital around your age I'd think you could be a good fuck. Now there, will you please shut up about AJ." "You slime ball," Heather laughed and added provocatively, "So you are prepared to have sex with your own mother?" She'd whispered so it was unlikely nearby diners would have heard that but it angered Chess she had twisted his comment like that. My Heart Won’t Let You Go "That's not what I said. You twisted my comment and you are imaging things that AJ didn't say to me." "Well is she didn't arrange to meet for sex what did she suggest?" "Nothing, absolutely nothing," Chess said angrily. "The only thing of any significance she said during the call before she cut it was her mind refused to let go of me." "Ohmigod," Heather said, looking at him in triumph. "Oh god," Chess said, hurtling wine down his throat and raising a hand to attract the wine waiter. "Mom please say nothing," he said hoarsely. "I don't intend to gloat," she said and whispered, "Yes I have had affairs and still do and if I hear you have told that to a single person I shall surgically remove your tongue. Now it's your business to set up assignations with AJ but remember she'll want more from you than just your penis. I shall not interfere." "Thanks mom," Chess said with huge relief. Had telling his mom such an intimate thing being a call for help? Pondering on that he thought it was either that or he'd gone loco. From then on she acted like a loving mother and their meeting ended perfectly and she acted as if nothing had been said about AJ or about her own licentious behavior. Chess went home thoughtfully and turned on TV and half-dozed. The other half of his mind was working on strategy. Irene arrived home tired and grateful Chess had prepared dinner and was ready to cook the steaks. He poured Irene a drink and took it to her in the bath and wondered did she also have casual sex at the hospital. For all he knew the training seminar could have finished by mid-afternoon. Chess went off to prepare dinner not liking having such uncharitable thoughts. But her knew why and would bring it up after dinner. Irene was half asleep when he arrived in with coffee after clearing away. "Irene?" "Yes dear." "I require you to stop taking your contraceptive pill as from tomorrow morning." "Go to hell Chess," she yawned. "Give me my coffee." "Capitulate or our marriage is over Irene, and you'd better believe me." "So you have tired of me already?" "No, I have waited patiently for you to agree to try to get pregnant and now you have pushed open the window even more to when you are thirty-five, an age of diminishing chances of the female becoming pregnant." "Oh been on the Internet about this have you?" "Perhaps." "I'll tell you what Chess. Tomorrow is Sunday. I shall go to my parents for lunch, giving you time to shift out. Stay with your parents for as long as you like until you are prepared to withdraw that ultimatum, or are you prepared to back down now." "So that's your ultimatum.' "Call it what you like. But get this into your head. I'll decide when it's time to become pregnant, not you." "I'm off to bed," Chess said evenly. "You sleep in the guestroom." "No you sleep there." "I'm sleeping in my own bed. You are welcome to join me but please don't touch me." Irene burst into tears. She slept in the guestroom and Chess decided to wait two weeks and if Irene hadn't attempted reconciliation by then, that would be it. He'll begin divorce proceedings. His mom welcomed him gleefully. "I thought this would happen after you told me AJ had called." "Wrong, it's because Irene won't modify her attitude about having children. I have no idea whether or not AJ will accept a divorced man, or a man involved in divorced proceedings." "She will." "Well I'm not taking that for granted." They talked on and Heather said he was doing the right thing. He had no guarantee Irene would try to become pregnant at age thirty-five. She might announce another extension or two to push out that time. Chess's father confided to him that night he'd never particularly liked Irene. "I saw her as being too self-centered. That girl you brought home from college was the one." Later Chess thought of the term his father had used, 'That girl'. It would appear his mom had not told Charlie that AJ had called Chess earlier in the week. After the second week apart, Chess called Irene and said they should divorce. She agreed and said they needed legal advice. "Well let's meet with our attorney and be told what we need to do about ensuring a legal separation of a year and getting everything in order. I'll then hire my own attorney. "Fine we must ensure we do this with now foul-ups or delays and as quietly as possible. I have my career to think of." "Me too," Chess said. The legal meeting was amicable and they were advised what they must do. Their apartment was a joint lease. Irene said she'd like to continue living there and they instructed the attorney to get the lease fully assigned to Irene and Chess agreed to sign the documents when ready. That afternoon Chess hired his own attorney specializing in divorce and then rented a small apartment for a month. He found the address of AJ's workplace and sent her a brief letter, devoid of emotion. 'Hi AJ. After talking to you the other day I decided I was foolish not forcing the issue with my wife over having children. That led to a row and bitterness and today we agreed to commence divorce proceedings that I am advised could take fifteen months to complete. I have been thinking of visiting Chicago on vacation. Perhaps we could have lunch. Chess.' Two days later the afternoon mail and courier deliveries landed a package on to Chess's desk from Chicago. Chess licked his lips and stared at it, thinking it couldn't be a 'go to hell' rejection note. A pair of AJ's panties? A soiled pair of AJ's... god, what was he thinking? Open it idiot. He found a great photo of AJ completely nude. With shaking hands he read the note: I had this taken professionally today just to update you on how I look. My mind has matured and I know now sex is not everything but though you may appreciate my gesture. Don't come to Chicago on vacation... come and live here. Either live with me or stay with me till you find your own place. I love you Chess; I really love you." Chess sniffed and sniffed again. Drying his eyes he called him mom and she answered personally. "Hi, what are you doing?" "Thinking about my patient who died before we got started. When that happens our policy is my team and I don't do surgery within the next six hours. I might go shopping. Yes I will." "Drop in and see me. We have commenced divorce proceedings." "Oh Chess, I am so sorry." "I am too, mostly. I think she doesn't want to have children but won't admit that." "Well I've wondered about that for a long time. I'm on my way." "Never admit you have seen this photograph mom." "Okay, I promise. But what's the big deal?" "I wrote to AJ saying I'm thinking about a vacation in Chicago and this arrived by courier just before I called you. It is very intimate but I want you to know." Chess watched his mom looked at the photo and she smiled. He'd thought of taping a little bra and a mini skirt over the photo but thought what was the point when he knew AJ wouldn't care who saw her naked, especially not with a body like that as a twenty-eight year old although she might not look the thought of knowing someone else had read her note. "Ohmigod... oh... my...god," said his mom, reading the message. "Come on, let's go and have very early lunch to celebrate." Chess blinked rapidly several times, shook his head to clear it and followed his mother out of his office. Later that day he resigned and the managing partner asked Chess to complete current projects before he left. They estimated three weeks would take care of that. Mike said, "Would you accept an incentive to stay?" "It's a woman Mike." "Damn. She must be someone special to be incentive enough for you to resign from here." "Agreed Mike; it's uncontestable." Chess's mom said she was inviting 'a young thing', one of her close friend's daughter for dinner on Friday night to meet him. "Mom." "You're better humored when on a diet of sex Chess and always have been since your early tastes." "Tastes?" "God you are foul," she grimaced. "Natalie is not looking for a regular boyfriend, her mom assures me. She's twenty-five." "God mom, that's cradle snatching." "A mature twenty-five. I know her quite well. She works on my team at times." Mr Grumpy said. "Well it will be a waste of time and as you know I'm working Saturdays and Sundays to clear my workload." "Yes Mr Grumpy, I know that. Well figure on a late start Saturday. Natalie is welcome to stay the night if it works out between you two." "You think it will don't you?" "I know it will. God Chess, don't lick your lip like that; it's repulsive." "Turning you on am I mom?" "Chester! Don't be so foul." Chess answered the doorbell and Natalie grinned and said, "Mom usually exaggerates but you really are great looking." "Great are you wearing panties?" Natalie reddened. "God I've heard older men can be quick off the mark but this is a bit rich." Chess smiled and looked at the short leather skirt. "Your hem is only six inches lower than your pussy. I worry that my father might be sitting opposite you when we are having drinks. He could have a weak ticker." "I'm going back home." Chess grabbed her arm. "Come on Natalie, I was just teasing... to break the ice. I don't wish to fuck you." "Then why am I here? I thought my mom and your mom thought..." "My mom thought a pretty face might cheer me up Nat because at present it's all work and no play for me. You are pretty and no way do I regard women as a piece of meat. Eat with us but then leave as early as you wish Nat. But then I will have drank deeply on your beauty and heard you laugh and listened to your intelligent contributions to conversation." "Oh Chess, you are might nicer that I expected. I had decided not way was I going to roll over for you but..." "Natalie please say no more. Say this after me, we are not obliged to have sex." "But I've decided..." Natalie please. Now on the count of three." They said together they were not obliged to have sex. "Kiss me please Chess." It appeared Natalie made sure Chess could feel her pert breasts press into his shirtfront. Chess took Natalie to his room a half hour after his parents had gone to bed and he lay on his back while she licked his dick and the next thing he knew she had shaken him awake. "Was that good?" "Brilliant.' "Can we fuck now?" "Let's have a wee rest." "Okay providing you promise." Chess yawned and said he promised. He awoke during the night and shook Natalie away and rammed her. "God that was awesome," she puffed. "I don't have anyone in tow at the moment so could we knock around a bit. You don't have to meet my young friends." "Yeah, why not. But keep me away from your fathers. "I'm approaching thirty-two and fathers don't like their daughters mucking around with older men." "Okay. You were awesome Chess but I had expected a bigger cock." "Is that a problem?" "No." "Good girl, go to sleep." Chess shook Natalie awake at dawn. "You best go now." "But how will your mom know she'd been successful and you and I have had sex." "Give me your panties." Chess took them and threw them on to the other side of his bed. "Why did you do that?" "When I've gone to work mom will make the bed, find your panties and smile. Our housemaid only comes in weekdays." "God you are clever Chess and here am I thinking I'm smart with men." Chess was persuaded by Natalie to finish work at 2:15 on Sunday and take her to late lunch. She proved lively and excellent company and wasn't at all sex-focused. "Mom wants you to come to dinner this evening and stay the night." "Um your father..." "He's away deer stalking with buddies and won't be home till tomorrow night unless one of the party shoots someone or someone shoots them." "Hell, call that sport?" "Dad says it makes deer stalking fun, the feeling of the unknown." "Okay I'll come." During the night Natalie's mom attempted to climb in with them but went off crying when Chess told her to fuck off. That made Natalie angry. She pushed him out of bed and told him to fuck off but she was back at his house a couple of nights later with an apology. Working hard and fucking hard, the time just flew for Chess. On the night before Chess left for Chicago he took his parents out to the golf club for dinner and they had a great time. He'd taken Natalie out to a farewell dinner the previous night and gave her a silver and black cord choker that absolutely blew her away. Heather said, "Have you emailed AJ to tell her you are heading for Chicago?" "I'll do it in the morning, inviting her to pick me up at O'Hara." "Don't forget to include flight details." "Mom I'm almost thirty-two." "Well your father is much older than you and requires reminding." "Mom, I wish to be met at the airport. No way will I foul up." But somehow Chess must have fouled up. There was no AJ waiting for him. Chess thought of calling her and then decided to go to her office; he had the address. Then he saw her, in a light green gathered dress, just as she'd said she'd be wearing, her hair, now chestnut, piled high. She stood stationary, not running to him as he'd imaged she would, but smiling, staring at him, fingering her bead necklace. He hurried to her. "Hi darling." "Hi darling," he croaked and crushed her against him, mouth burrowed in behind her near ear. "I'm ready to have your baby. Um our baby." He pulled back, startled. She smiled and said, "Yes whether or not you decide to marry me." "Oh AJ," he groaned. "I do love you." "Oh and you think that's something I didn't know?" she said. "Come on, it's time to be going home to have champagne and to fuck." "God you haven't changed," he grinned. "Are you wearing panties?" She giggled, pulling him against her as they walked off to collect his baggage. THE END