8 comments/ 35343 views/ 12 favorites Third Rate Romance, Low Rent... By: Dinsmore "Third rate romance, low rent rendezvous"...the words to the Eagles song rang through her consciousness. He had been eying her in the small motel bar as some other slick haired loser had been trying to get her to "go someplace" with him. He was better looking than any of the other low life traveling salesmen in the dump; he had a full head of unslicked hair and a suit that belied his choice of accommodations for the night. He had shaken his head several times in disbelief at how abysmally awful the greasy headed one was progressing. She began to realize that she was looking right at him each time she parried another clumsy attempt to get in her pants. She was tiring of the game with the loser and pleasantly surprised when the one in the nice suit rose from his seat and approached them. He walked right up to her, put his arm around her shoulder, turned her face toward him with his hand and kissed her softly on the lips and spoke. "Hi babe! Sorry I'm late. 'Glad you had someone to keep you company." He acknowledged the loser with a dismissive smile. "'Ready for bed? I'm beat." "Sound like a great idea, dear. Nice to have chatted with you." He steered her toward the door by the arm. "Where are we going?" She whispered when they were out of ear shot. "I told you. We're going to bed and I'm not remotely tired." "This approach has worked for you in the past?" "You are the best looking woman in the place and I'm certainly not chopped liver. I thought we were sending signals that we were interested. If I was wrong, my apologies. If I was right and the fact that you were hanging out in that dump of a bar at this time of night tells me that I am, then you want to fuck and we both know it." Before she knew it they were in the elevator going up to the only other floor. His arms were around her, his hand was on her ass, pulling her short, tight skirt up and his tongue was rather pleasantly exploring her mouth. What the fuck; of course she had been in that bar looking to get laid; she was lonely and she was a slut. By the time he half dragged her the short distance to his room and swiped the key card she was fondling his dick. It was very hard and quite impressive. He pushed her into the room roughly and mashed her body against the wall. Rough was good as long as it didn't leave any tell tale signs. She started to undress; he caught her hands. "No, leave your skirt and blouse on; just these." He said skinning her panty hose and underpants down with a single motion. His warm, strong hand instantly palmed her steamy little box. His other hand expertly released her bra snap and her full firm breasts sprung free. Her tongue explored his mouth in earnest as her hand deftly lowered his zipper; she started to release his belt buckle and he stopped her again. Reaching inside she found his rock hard organ unencumbered by underwear. His fingers were inside her; she moved her hips slowly as if fucking his hand. His thumb found her button as his finger strayed along her perineum and found her anus. As she began to sink to her knees he caught her again. "No. Later. I want to fuck you first." He swung her around and tossed her at the foot of the bed, face down. His face was between her full globes and his tongue found her dripping slot as if testing to be sure it was ready. She was about to say something about a condom when she heard the familiar sound of one being opened. His fingers were there again and she moved her hips back to meet them. He had pushed her tight skirt up exposing her ass to the cool over chilled motel room air. She looked back at him; he was still wearing his pants, shirt and tie. He slapped her ass hard with his open palm, pushed her back into the bed and whispered into her ear. "I'm going to fuck you hard whether you like it or not so you might as well enjoy yourself." His moistened thumb found her tightly wound little anus, rimmed it, then darted inside as his talented fingers caressed her folds and turgid clit. "Where do you want it...first?" "Pussy...fuck my pussy." "It's a very hot, wet, nasty little cunt. You need cock, don't you my fine little bitch? You're my bitch now...mine to do as I please with mine to use for my pleasure...aren't you?" "Yes...your little fuck bitch...your cunt...your ass if you want it." "You know I want it but let's try out this slimy little hole first." He said, plunging to the depths of her female orifice in a single stroke. She'd enjoyed her share of cocks but this one was bigger than average and very hard. To her surprise it stayed very hard for longer than any she could recall. He alternately fingered her tight ass hole and slapped her full butt cheeks all the time keeping up a running litany. "What a sweet tight little cunt! That's right, you know you want it...take it all...fuck me back you little slut. You know what my fingers are doing in your ass, don't you? Getting you ready for some stiff dick in your dirty little hole." She came; she came again and then again. To her surprise he rolled her over, ripped her blouse and her bra from her body, removed the condom and began fucking her ample breasts. She accommodated him by pushing them together. Men loved fucking her tits and she love the feeling of a man's cock between them. He grabbed her jaw and her mouth came open. "That's right! Open that pretty little mouth you cum slut! Are you ready for your reward? Here it is!" He splattered her face and tits with a massive load of cum at least some of which shot directly into her mouth. She swallowed and grinned. There would be no post fuck cuddle; the bastard was still rock hard. He got off the bed and went to his suitcase. He wordlessly handed her the disposal enema and the small black bottle of lubricant and began to remove his clothes. She didn't need instructions; she knew the drill. Once in the bathroom she started to close the door. He spoke. "No! leave it open; I want to watch." No man had ever wanted to watch her do that before; rather than being grossed out it turned her on even more. He stood in the doorway and watched as she emptied her bowels and wiped her ass with a washcloth. As she prepared to lubricate she turned toward him with a lewd grin. "Care to do the honors?" "I thought you'd never ask." He said, turning her around, pushing her over at the waist and working his lubricated fingers deep inside her rectum. She thought he might take her right there. "Condom...please." "Of course." He said, dragging her back to the bed and throwing her roughly in the middle. She rose to her knees and shook her ass tantalizingly in her direction. Rolling on another condom he turned to face her; if anything his cock seemed even harder...bigger. "Not like that. Roll over on your back and put a pillow under your ass and pull your legs up." He was between her legs in an instant. "This certainly isn't the first cock you've had in your ass; let me know if I need to let you get used to it but once you are I'm going to ball your ass and ball it hard. Are you okay with it?" She nodded. She took his full length in short order. She was sure it was the biggest one that she'd ever accommodated in her tight little rear. "You are such a perfect little ass whore...like velvet...so hot and tight...take my cock deep in your ass my pretty little ass bitch. That's right work those talented little muscles like all good sluts learn to do. Your fingers...play with yourself...finger fuck yourself...show me the inside of that pretty little pink cunt." Another song lyric came to her mind..."What's love go to do with it." Love had nothing to do with what they were doing. She was getting boned in the ass by a near stranger who was talking to her as if she were trash and she was more aroused than she had ever been in her life. She came and his pace quickened. "I'm going to plant a load deep in your hot little rectum my pretty little whore. And when I pull out..." "I'll suck your cock." "Exactly." She screamed with bliss when she felt his load splash against the walls of her rectum. True to his word he stripped off the condom and presented his glistening cock to her mouth for thorough cleaning. The son of a bitch still had an erection; it had gone down slightly but responded quickly to her oral talents. He worked his mouth over her breasts and expertly worked his finger inside her slimly slit. It wasn't a post fuck cuddle but it would certainly do. Very soon following the pleasant interlude his knees were on either side of her chest he was beginning to fuck her mouth now, deeper with each stroke. She gagged when it hit the back of her throat. "That's as far as you can take it? How disappointing." She shook her head, grinned and then opened her mouth. She was ready this time and easily accommodated him into her throat. The first time she had ever allowed a man to do this it had scared her. That was years in the past. He moved up to get a better angle and fucked her throat almost past the point of enjoyment from her perspective. Just as she was about to end it he came; this time it all went in her mouth and she swallowed greedily. To her surprise he kissed her and softly and ran his hands along her face and neck. Nature called and she signaled her need to relieve herself. He watched her from the open doorway and then came in and pissed while she splashed water on her face. She stole a glance at his lean well muscled body. Returning to the bedroom she gathered up her clothes and began to dress. "Please don't." He implored, almost as a good friend might have. She looked at him quizzically. "Unless there is something back in your room worth the trouble...stay...stay the night." "Not really my style, honey." He bounded out of bed and extended his hand. "I'm Brian Sutter. Pleased to me you..." "Jackie. Jackie Kane." She said shaking his hand and taken aback. "Is that Mrs. Or Miss..." "I suppose it's Mrs. but I'm divorced...and you?" "Even worse...jilted." "Pardon me?" "A long story you don't want to here. Terribly faithful to the same woman for five years, wedding invitations sent, rented the hall and...no show." "Not the most pleasant of experiences but consider yourself lucky. Anyone who would do something that loony would probably have made a crappy wife." "That's sort of the way I rationalized it." "So is that why you troll seedy motel bars looking for easy women who get off on being slut fucked?" "No; I can't say I've ever done anything quite like this before. I'm staying here because it's the closest remotely decent lodging and I have an early meeting in this little shit hole town---which I assume is not your beloved home town?" "Hardly! Same issue. Early meeting in this abysmal little shit hole." "Would you like a drink?" "Nothing in the mini-bar remotely interests me." She was reasonably re-dressed. He had recovered a tee shirt and shorts from his suitcase. He held up a wine bottle that she instantly recognized and was quite fond of and it was certainly not one you could acquire at a convenience store. "My, my, you do travel in style; it seems like a shame to drink that one out of plastic cups." He produced two pieces of very acceptable stemware. "You win, Mr. Sutter; start pouring the Camus." "The humidity has probably gotten better; how about we enjoy this out on the obscenely small balcony overlooking the scenic parking lot?" He had made her laugh. "So you're new at this 'one night stand' business?" "Not totally, Jackie. You are not the first attractive woman I've picked up in a motel bar and fucked since the end of my previous long standing relationship but I don't do it every night that I'm on the road. I am picky. You are without a doubt the prettiest and you didn't seem to fit. I figured you were like me, and stayed in this dump out of convenience or necessity. I've never been quite that bold; I saw you go into the bar as I was going up to my room. I dashed upstairs dropped my suitcase, removed my boxer briefs and decided I was going back down to the bar to try to pick you up. The more I watched you on that bar stool I knew I needed to fuck you. I was direct and a little rough and you seemed to get into it so...Anyway, the sex was mind blowing and wonderfully nasty and I'd like to do it again." "Right now? You do seem to have amazing powers; you came three times in an hour without a rest but..." "No, well certainly again before sun rise but I really meant I'd like to meet you again." "Brian, you have seen my dark side---been party to my fetishes and perversions...actually not all of them. People I work with, friends, family...they don't know about this side and wouldn't be amused. I can see all sorts of reasons why that's not a good idea." "I'm a pillar of the community, Jackie...even go to church. If the issue is, 'he won't respect me in the morning' or whatever...it was just sex. It doesn't make you---or me----a bad person." They chatted for almost an hour; she rose to leave. He took her in his arms and whispered in her ear. She relented. "Look, against my better judgment, I'll stay. I need to go get my stuff. I don't want to be roaming the halls in the morning in yesterday's cum stained blouse. I've got an early meeting; I'll go get my things and be right back." "Promise?" She kept her promise. They slept touching each other. At least for part of the night they slept in each others arms. She woke him in the early morning hours by sucking his cock and taking his cream in her mouth. He returned the oral favor and then took her tight little ass for the second time. The final was a lusty and wonderfully nasty slap fuck from behind in the shower. They exchanged cell phone numbers before they left the room. "Where's you home, Jackie?" "Brian, I'm just not really ready to get that intimate. I'll be in Jackson day after tomorrow; I always stay at the Colony on the East side near the airport. I'll walk in and sit down at the hotel bar at exactly nine o'clock. Can you work that into your schedule?" He smiled. "I'll make sure of it." "Brian, you said it; this is just fucking but the fucking was very good. Let's keep it at that level, okay? I make sort of a three city round robin every week: here, Jackson and Bentonville." "So you must be in Bentonville tomorrow night?" "Yes but I have, ah, a late dinner meeting with customers; no time for fucking...just business. Jackson day after tomorrow or not at all." "Agreed." "One last thing Brian; having you whisk me out of the bar and tell me you were going to fuck me was a major turn on. Any problem extending the fantasy?" "You got it." Brian knew he would have no problem making the scheduled meeting in Jackson. Jackson wasn't that big a city. He lived twenty minutes from the Colony Inn in Jackson. Checking the Internet White Pages later in the day he became convinced that Jackie Kane lived in Bentonville; she wasn't a very good liar and that made him smile. Jackie almost had second thoughts; she could call him and come up with some excuse or she could be rude and just not show. The delightful tingle in her ass and pussy made her decision easier. She was perched on the bar stool at the colony by 8:30 and he arrive a few minutes later but did not sit down next to her. This time there were two losers, one on either side of her. He watched for a while and than rose and moved toward her. He extended his hand toward her, ignoring her companions and spoke. "Hi, don't we know each other from somewhere?" "I don't really think so; I'm sure I've never seen you before." "You are absolutely the most beautiful woman in this room. Your tits are amazing and your legs... Something also tells me you are the best damn cock sucker in the state. Am I right?" "Others have made that observation." "I also bet you shave your pussy nice and tight." He was whispering his words in her ear but more than loud enough for her two admirers to hear as his hand surreptitiously ran up her inner thigh and found her naked little cunt. "That I do but my adorable little cunt is definitely off limits. That belongs to my husband, well and my daddy and my three brothers. Rules are rules. But you can fuck me in the ass if you want to. Shall we go?" She said, rising from her bar stool, rubbing her hand across his crotch and bidding her farewells to the two dumbstruck losers at the bar. To her surprise they went not to the elevator but to the parking lot. He opened the door of a late model high end import and she got in. "Where are we going?" "It's a full moon, Jackie. Do you like to fuck outside in the moonlight? I know I've always wanted to. It's a park; it's locked after dark but I have a key." "Do you have any 'supplies' we might require?" "Former boy scout; always prepared." "Nice car." "Thank you; it gets me there." They drove about twenty minutes past the city lights and pulled off on a dirt road. A few hundred yards ahead was a locked gate. Brian unlocked it and then relocked it after they had passed. They climbed a serious grade and broke out in a clearing on the edge of a small lake. "Mosquitoes?" "Remarkably not; the lake is full of fish---very cold, spring fed---and were at the highest point for miles around so its bug bite free." Before we get out and the view is marvelous...have you ever gotten a blow job in this car?" "No, but the back seat is quite roomy." "I've always wanted to blow a man in a fancy car...do you mind?" "If you must." "Different rules this time; get naked and I'll keep my clothes on. After you cum...oh, hell you'll figure out something. One more thing and I'll know if you lie. Do you always use protection? I do and I get a blood test very regularly. Are you clean?" "I follow the same protocols, Jackie." "Good; I really hate rubbers..." She blew him with the door open squatting on her haunches in the soft, cool grass. She took her time; she loved sucking cock. He respected her wishes and came just at the perfect moment. As before, his dick didn't deflate at all. She crawled up his body and they kissed. "I want your cock in my ass...I'm already prepped. I'm not wearing a stitch under this dress....well you already figured that out back in the bar. Just bend me over the trunk or hood or whatever and fuck me in the ass. Give me your hand." She took his hand and moved it to her rear. He could not miss the base of the training plug shoved up inside her. "Don't fuck around." She said. She put her perfect little pussy inches from his face and removed a small container of lubricant from inside her and handed it to him. "I'm already lubed...grease that monster up and butt fuck me you son of a bitch. Very nasty, slap me hard...pinch my tits...tell me what a dirty little ass whore I am." He pushed her out of the car and she fell to the ground, grinning. He picked her up and kissed her roughly. Spinning her around he pushed her over the trunk lid, flipped up her skirt and slowly removed the plug. "You are the perfect slut." He crooned, dropping to his knees and tonguing her anal opening as his fingers found her slippery gash. "No!" she screamed. "Quit fucking around and nail this nasty little anal bitch!" He slammed into her hard enough that her body slid halfway up the trunk lid. He reddened her full ass with his hands on each stroke, she cried out but never stopped fucking him back. "Cum in my ass...then shove that shitty cock in my mouth so your little ass whore can clean it properly." He shot a massive load in her rectum cumming with a scream. Before he could move she slid off the trunk and fell to her knees, slurping his cock like a fresh snow cone. He fucked her mouth with his still serviceable cock than fell to his knees and held her. He kissed her and they fell on the ground on their sides wrapped in each others arms. Third Rate Romance, Low Rent... "Wow....wonderfully dirty and nasty." He intoned. "You already know I'm a slut but that is the first time I've ever let a man bareback me and then sucked his cock clean. You bring out the worst in me." "Or the best, depending on your perspective." He replied softly. "Get naked wench and help me get this stuff out of the trunk." "Stuff?" "Blankets, pillows, wine, desert...the usual." Soon they were sitting together cross legged at the edge of the water feeding each other healthy treats and enjoying another excellent bottle of wine. "This would be quite romantic, Brian if your cum wasn't still seeping out of my ass." "You refuse to even accept the possibility that you and I could have romance?" "Men don't get romantic with fuck sluts...it just..." He quieted her with his lips, softly caressing her body with his hands. She didn't fight it; it just felt too damned good. He was hard again---or still. And then he had the unmitigated gall to do something she had not let a man do to her in over a decade; he made love to her. And she let him. When they both came almost at the same instant and he said her name and held her lovingly in his arms she began to cry. "That was very nice...very special and almost surreal. Oh, Brian what have you done? One tender moment of love making doesn't a relationship make! I'll always be...." "Adorable?" "No, no I'll always be..." "Beautiful, amazing, sweet, caring and terribly lonely?" "Yes to the lonely part. You know what I'm trying to say. I'll always be a slut and someday it will come back to haunt me...you...us..." "What are you doing this weekend?" "What? I don't know...nothing...I..." "What do you enjoy?" "Enjoy?" "Modern art, music, garden shows, baseball...what do you enjoy?" "Okay, I'll play. I love all kinds of music with jazz—real jazz---at the top of the list. I love baseball. Art---particularly most modern art not so much. I love flowers...roses...I love roses!" "What's your favorite city?" "Hands down, San Francisco." "Guess what? It's my favorite too. They have baseball, jazz and lots of roses. Let's go there; let's blow off Friday and go there. It's less than two and a half hours by air. We can stay at the Mark or the Mayfair or wherever you'd like." "The Mayfair." "Done." "You are quite insane." "We will have sex, of that I'm sure. And we'll ride the cable cars, and we'll visit rose gardens, eat wonderful food, listen to great jazz, stuff ourselves with Dim Sum, hold hands and..." "Fall in love?" "Stranger things have happened." "I'm growing very fond of you in an alarmingly short time. I need to get away and Friday is pretty much a down day so if you are really serious I'll be glad to go Dutch." "No. This is my treat. I'm the one with the agenda, remember?" "And your agenda is?" "Explore the possibilities?" "We need to get airline tickets and reservations and..." "And I'll take care of all of that; pack light and bring a sweater. Both teams are in town on alternate nights. Now, I made the wild assed guess that you really live in Bentonville. How early can I pick you up on Friday morning?" "I'm an early riser and we're going to have to drive to Jackson---here---to get a flight so..." "Let me worry about that. Eight o'clock?" "Sure. Where do you live?" "Right here." "In Jackson?" "Even more right here. I live on the other side of this lake...want to see it?" "No...not yet...I don't want to get that close until after the weekend. I think you are nuts but I also believe we'll have fun this weekend." "Good start! Should we head back?" "Don't tell me you have a room back there at the Colony!" "That seemed a little foolish so I was hoping a certain friend of mine would be willing to share." "How presumptuous of you." Jackie and Brian enjoyed another typically nasty slut fuck as soon as they got insider her room. He slammed into from behind on the floor while finger fucking her sweet little ass. In the early morning hours he awoke first. The son of a bitch did it to her again; he made love to her. He redeemed himself with a very dirty ass fuck which also involved a little pissing on each other in the morning in the shower. Before he left he held her tightly and kissed her softly and in that instant Jackie almost began to believe in miracles. *** He called her at quarter to eight Friday morning to indicate that he was on time. He arrived in a limo. "You took a limo from Jackson? That's two hours...it must have cost a fortune." "Hush woman, all in good time." Ten minutes later they pulled into a small private air park. He retrieved her bag from the driver and took her hand to lead her across the tarmac. There was only one plane in front of them; she knew nothing about airplanes but the one in from of her was sleek and sexy and didn't appear to have propellers. A ground handler opened the stairway as they approached. Brian indicated that she should go first; she was surprised at how much roomier it was inside than she was expecting. He followed her, pulled the steps up behind him, and directed her to the left. "Right seat." He intoned, helping her turn the swivel seat back to the front and fasten the safety harness. He sat down in the other seat, strapped in, gave a thumbs up to the ground handler and quickly ignited the sleek plane's twin turbofans. She was still speechless as they rolled on to the single active and he pushed both throttles to take off power and they quickly began hurtling down the runway. She felt them leave the ground and heard the gear come up and marveled as the sheer power and the steep climb angle pushed her back in the seat. She almost came on the spot. They leveled out, made a small turn and he activated the auto pilot. Pushing his seat back he turned to her, releases her seat and unlocked her safety harness and smiled. "No fucking way!" She giggled. "Way!" He intoned in the spirit of Mike Meyers. "Are we a mile high yet?" She said with an evil grin. "Three miles, actually and going for almost six. Unfortunately I can't leave this seat---no co-pilot---and at least until we get cleared to our assigned altitude and final heading I need to pay attention." "You'll let me know when I can get frisky?" "I'm pretty sure I will, but even then, I can't safely leave the cockpit. Oops! There's our clearance; standby." Regaining control of the aircraft he completed the final climb to 35,000 feet, turned to their destination heading and reengaged the auto pilot. "Ever gotten blown in this little jewel?" "No, but today I kind of have my hopes up." Jackie was on her knees with his cock out of his shorts and in her mouth in a nanosecond. She had skipped breakfast; Brian served her his own special protein blend. "Hmmm...as usual you're still hard! But with you stuck in that seat..." "Where there's a will there's a way. Take off your shorts. Ah, always ready, I see...no underwear. Turn around and bring that gorgeous ass of yours over here. Sit on my cock you hot little bitch...fuck my dick with that tight little cunt of yours. Oh fuck yes! That's it...oh bob up and down...oh Christ!" Jackie milked him dry grinning at their new found position. Recovering her shorts she pushed her slimly little muff into his face; he cleaned her inside and out of every vestige of his special sauce. "I wasn't sure you'd be up for that but you kissed me after you came in my mouth so I felt there was a chance." "I don't ever plan to suck another man's cum out of your hot little twat but any guy that get's turned off by his own cum when he's sucking it out of his girl's pussy---or ass—is just nuts." "You'd suck your cum out of my ass? I'm going to hold you to that. Wait a minute...am I your girl?" "Don't you want to be?" "Yeah, I think I do...I like the sound of it. I enjoy being your slut...but I love being your girl." "I hope you'll want to be both and more." "Oh baby one step at a time...okay, sugar? I'm pretty much completely blown away right now. I may be a great fuck but this world is full of women that know how to fuck. Everything about you says you don't have any problems getting all the willing pussy---and ass---you want. And...and...then it hits me...of all the women in the world that could be sitting next to you right now...you picked me?" "I did, didn't I?" "You are still way ahead of me; please don't jump to the L word just in case you had any thoughts in that direction. Let me just get used to being your girl...okay?" "Okay, but please stop selling yourself short. You are bright, well educated, well spoken, successful and we aren't that far apart in age. You have to know that you are an incredibly beautiful and desirable woman. You don't seem to have any major mental deficiencies. I know what the big issue is...the slut factor. Guys fuck sluts---they don't date them or marry them...right?" "Right on Bubba." "Why? It's simple. It's not that they wouldn't love to have a hot and nasty little fuck slut in their marital bed for the rest of their lives it's that they're afraid that it won't be an exclusive relationship. They assume that a woman that likes to fuck and is very good at it...that they won't be able to satisfy her and she'll stray. It's their own lack of self confidence." "Okay, what's your answer to this age old quandary?" "First I don't think loving sex and being promiscuous---or unfaithful---are necessarily related. Secondly, in all humility I'm pretty damned confident that I can keep this slut sitting next to me satisfied come hell or high water. Any arguments on that point?" "Not on your life! No man has ever fucked me the way you do...or made love to me the way you have now done on more than one occasion. Brian, it's the same old story. I was in love; he couldn't deal with the fact that I made more than he did or liked to fuck more than he did. I tried to change---but I couldn't. Guys that were good in the sack were often guys that weren't good for me or ones I never wanted to see again after I got my rock off. I went through a string of crappy relationships and finally just gave up. I'd get lonely and horny and pick up the best looking man I could---didn't care if had a wife---fuck his brains out and then lose him. Then you came along and wouldn't let me lose you." She kissed him softly. "Thank you." "Stop fighting it...let it happen if it's going to. If it does and I'm pretty optimistic, it's just all upside. We have a little under an hour. Be a good little flight attendant and push the red button under the coffee pot behind you and them tell me everything there is to know about Jackie." She told her saga and before she knew it Brian had to get back to work flying the airplane as they began their decent into the Bay area. They had a few more minutes to chat during a traffic hold. "Whose plane is this?" "It's mine." "Oh, my! What in the hell do you do for a living?" "I used to be a sales rep just like you; the company got stupid and made some very bad decisions. Several of us pulled off a leverage buy out of the parts that still worked. We turned it around and took it public again after five years. I'm the CEO of a company called Consolidated Electronics." "Are you kidding me? I sell some of their products---quite a few actually. We're an aftermarket electronic distributor." "Wait a minute; are you will Delta Distribution?" "I thought you knew---shit we never did exchange business cards...fancy that." "Lock your harness with the little lever right by...that's it. We're cleared inbound and cleared to land but have been told to expedite. We're going to get some clear air turbulence off the asphalt and concrete so it's going to be a little bumpy." It was a bit bumpier than she was used to in an airliner but Brian seemed unconcerned and calm which made her feel safe. Safe...oh my God...this man makes me feel safe. It's been so long since anyone---any man---made me feel that way. It was turning into a wild ride...did it...could it have a storybook ending? Before she realized it they were touching down; the thrust reversers threw her forward against the harness and then they were taxiing off the runway. They exited the aircraft and another limo pulled out on the tarmac. "I never could drive in this city." She nodded. Nothing that would happen on this weekend would surprise her after the way it had started...or so she thought. They did it all; they absorbed every ounce of the wonderful culture that is San Francisco. They went to wine country; they had prime seats at two baseball games. They fucked in every spare moment and in every way imaginable. They made love, the last time just before they checked out to head back to the air park. The biggest surprise of the weekend was of her own making; she said it first. She said, "I love you". And he hugged her even tighter. The words scared her. "I fell in love with you that first night on that silly little balcony. Now I can say it; I love you Jackie Kane." And her fear instantly melted away. She wasn't a slut anymore. She still loved to fuck like one but only with the man who had only a couple of days earlier called her, "his girl". She would soon become his fiancée, his wife and the mother of his children. Maybe the most important part of the story is that sweet, kind hearted Jackie would never suffer another lonely minute and would live a long and happy life surrounded by tender love and kindness.