First Class to Portland (10 page)

Janie giggled. “Deal.”

“Are your bags in your car?”

“No, she said. “They’re back at my house.”

“Okay, I’ll meet you there.”

*****

It was dark when Matt pulled into Janie’s driveway. He
turned off the car and waited for her to arrive. He looked across the lawn to
the neighbor’s house. He didn’t like Danny and the quicker Janie was away from
him the better. His stomach turned and his fists clenched as he thought of him
watching Janie through her window.

“I should have beat the shit out of him,” he muttered.

Just then the garage door started opening and Matt saw
headlights in his rear view mirror. Janie pulled her car past him and parked in
the garage, the doors closing behind her. Matt got out and walked to the front
door, waiting for Janie to meet him from inside. He saw the lights click on and
then front door unlock and open, Janie smiling at him.

“Here they are,” she pointed at the suitcases.

“Two this time,” he chuckled.

“I took two last time,” she laughed.

Matt carried the bags and loaded them in the back of the
Navigator and met her back at the door.

“Got everything?” he asked.

Janie nodded and pulled the door closed, locking the dead
bolt with her key. “The boys are going to come and put everything left into
Mom’s garage next week. Then I just have to be back to sign the papers.”

“You okay?” he asked.

“You know, I really am.” Janie smiled at Matt and he kissed
her and then swatted her on the ass and told her to get in the car.

*****

Janie and Matt sat in the same first class seats on the same
flight on the same airline they had taken a few weeks earlier, this time under
very different circumstances. The flight attendant had just delivered their
drinks and Matt held Janie’s hand. He pulled it to his lips and kissed her
palm.

“You know it is five weeks exactly,” he murmured into her
hand.

“It is! Wow!”

How it has all changed,
she thought as she gazed at
Matt. Five weeks ago she had headed to New York for a once-in-a-lifetime trip.
She was unable to move on after Robert’s death and then Matt happened and he
changed all that.

“What are you thinking?” he asked.

“How lucky I am to have found you,” she blushed.

“I’m the lucky one. I love you Janie.”

*****

Ray met them outside LaGuardia and smiled brightly as he saw
Janie exit the airport with Matt.

“Welcome back Janie,” he smiled.

“Hello Ray.” She stretched up and planted a kiss on his
cheek.

“Hey! No kissing other men,” Matt teased.

Matt left the bags at the trunk of his BMW and opened the
door for Janie. She slid in and Matt ran around and slid in beside her.

“It’s much warmer now,” she said, buckling her seatbelt.

“Good! Less clothes on you,” he winked and Janie blushed as
Ray climbed in the front seat.

“Home, sir?”

“Yes please,” Matt grinned.

They rode in silence as Janie was once again in awe as she
gazed out of the car window at Manhattan. After just two weeks here, she really
was in love with the city and was thrilled to be back, especially as she was
back with Matt, something she would never have believed just a week ago.

Traffic was crazy and it took a while to get to Matt’s
apartment but Janie didn’t mind. She squeezed his hand every time she saw
something she recognized from her last trip.

Matt just sat back and watched her; overjoyed she had agreed
to come.

 His cell phone buzzed and he reluctantly pulled it from his
pocket and chuckled when he read the text message.

“It’s from Mark,” he told Janie. “We are invited to church
and to dinner on Sunday. Well, expected really.”

“Of course we will go. Won’t we?”

“Sure we will,” Matt smiled.

Ray pulled the beamer in front of Matt’s apartment building
and got out and started retrieving their suitcases. Matt helped Janie from the
car and the doorman greeted him by name. Janie remembered him.

“Eddie, this is Janie Anderson. She is staying with me.
Please treat her as a permanent guest of mine.”

Janie’s eyebrows raised but Eddie just smiled and nodded and
helped Ray with the luggage.

Matt tugged her to the elevator and the doors opened as soon
as he pushed the button. They stepped inside and Matt inserted his keycard into
the wall panel and the doors shut.

“I have one of these for you.”

“Oh,” she said. “Why?”

“So you can come and go as you please,” he said. “I will try
to avoid the office as much as possible, but I will be gone a little bit and I
want you to feel free to do as you like.”

The doors opened and they walked down the hall to Matt’s
apartment. He unlocked the door and led her in.

“Welcome home,” he said.

Janie looked at him, confused, but didn’t say anything
because Ray and Eddie appeared in the hallway with the luggage. They left it
just inside the door.

Matt thanked them both and told Ray he didn’t need him
anymore, but that he needed to head to office at nine the following morning.

He locked the door behind them and followed Janie to the
wall of windows.

“This view is breathtaking,” she gushed.

“Yes, it is,” said Matt as he nuzzled the back of her neck.

“I’d like to freshen up a bit,” she laughed, pulling out of
his embrace.

“Ok,” Matt frowned, but laughed. “Let’s get your stuff
settled.”

He grabbed the luggage and hauled it through the massive
great room to his bedroom at the other end of the apartment. He started for the
bathroom and Janie stopped him.

“Where are you taking that?”

“To the closet.”

“It’s in the bathroom?”

Matt looked at her and shook his head. “Do you need another
tour?”

She followed him through the bathroom to a door that opened
into a sprawling closet.

“I didn’t know this was here,” she gawked. It was bigger
than her bedroom and master bath combined. And half of it was empty.

“Here you go,” he grinned. “All yours.”

Janie laughed loudly. “Well I have enough stuff to fill
about five percent of this space.”

Matt kissed her forehead and left the room. “I’ll leave you
to it,” he said over his shoulder as he walked through the bathroom.

Janie stood in awe of the room. She wandered over to Matt’s
clothes, hanging perfectly.
There must be thirty suits here!
It was orderly
and shirts were hung by color and style. There was a rack of perfectly polished
shoes and dresser that held underwear, socks and gym clothes in it. She knew
because she peeked inside. She opened her suitcases and hung up her clothes on
the cedar hangers, leaving her lingerie and shoes in the bags.

Placing her toiletry bag on the counter in the bathroom, she
wondered if Matt would mind. She took care of business and went to find Matt.

He was sitting at the bar pushing buttons his phone.

“I got you a beer,” he smiled as he saw her appear.

“Thank you,” she grinned. She had removed her shoes and
padded across the marble floor barefoot.

Janie plopped on the stool next to him and took a long
drink.

“Do you have plans for the rest of the day?” she asked.

“Just spending it with you,” he grinned. “What would you
like to do?”

“Would you mind if we stayed in?”

“You read my mind.” That devilish grin was back.

“Do you have food here?”

“Not much,” he admitted. “Give me a list and Eddie can order
it.”

“Groceries?” she asked.

“Yes, groceries,” he chuckled. “Are you going to cook again?
I liked it when you made breakfast for me.”

“I’ll need paper and a pen,” she said.

Matt obliged and she made a list for him. He called Eddie
and then slid the list under the front door.

“It should arrive in a couple of hours,” he said.

Janie shook her head, not believing it was that simple. “So
we have time for a shower then?”

*****

Inside the luxurious master bathroom, Matt picked up the
remote control and turned on the shower, setting the temperature and the heads.

“That would have been nice to have,” Janie muttered,
remembering the confusion of trying to get water to appear the last time she
was in Matt’s apartment.

Matt chuckled and put the remote and a wrapped condom on the
small shelf just outside the shower and kicked off his shoes. He sat on the
chair at the vanity and removed his socks, Janie watching every move.

“You really do have nice feet,” she giggled. “I have never
known anyone to have nice feet, but you do.”

Matt shook his head and threw his socks on the floor. He
stood and pushed the chair back under the counter. “I guess that’s your chair,”
he said.

“My chair?”

“Yeah, it’s a makeup vanity and as I don’t wear makeup I
guess it’s your chair,” he stated.

Janie stepped over to Matt and pulled his shirt up and over
his head. “It’s your chair, but thank you for letting me use it while I’m
here,” she grinned. She placed her hands on his hard chest and felt the muscles
under her palms. She leaned in and placed small kisses where her hands had been
and savored his taste. Matt pulled her closer and she lifted her face to him,
offering her mouth for the taking. Matt took advantage and ravished her,
exploring every part of it with his tongue.

Steam began to fill the room and Janie stepped back,
catching her breath and said, “We’re wasting water!”

Matt grinned and undid the button on her Capri shorts and
then worked on his own jeans. As Janie was about to remove her bra, Matt
stopped her by grabbing her arms.

“Let me do it,” he whispered, leaning in and kissing her
shoulder.

Janie’s breath hitched at his request. Something as simple
as unhooking a couple of hooks seemed so erotic to her and she stood very still
as Matt’s hands caressed her back, making their way up to the strap. He gently unhooked
it and pulled it from her shoulders, exposing her breasts to him. They had made
love many times and he had seen her naked all those times, but Janie was still
very self-conscious about her body. She could feel herself blushing.

Matt pushed her lace panties down her thighs and she kicked
them off her feet. He made quick work of his briefs and then pulled her by the
hand into the hot water falling from the rain head. Their bodies wet, he pulled
her to him and again ravaged her mouth, the water cascading over them.

Janie pulled back and leaned for the soap, lathering it in
her hands and then placing them on his chest, rubbing in circular motions.

“That doesn’t work,” she laughed as the water washed all the
suds immediately away. “So much for an erotic scrub down?”

Matt grinned and reached for the remote control. Making some
adjustments, the water overhead stopped and the side jets began shooting water
at different angles.

“Problem solved,” he grinned. “Now, about that erotic scrub
down.”

Janie reached for the soap again and re-lathered her hands.
She washed his torso and his arms and his legs and saved his growing erection
for last. She caressed and squeezed and made sure every inch was clean. Matt’s
teeth gritted and he closed his eyes, fighting for control as he hardened under
Janie’s touch. After an eternity, she released him and ordered him to turn
around and allowed the water to rinse away the soap, her hands all over his
body. Then she washed his back and his ass and his legs and Matt leaned his arms
on the wall as he enjoyed her hands all over him. Janie stepped the side and
allowed the spray from behind her to reach him, as it washed the lather down
his back and his legs and swirled around his feet at the drain. She admired his
back and leaned over him, her breasts pushed firmly against his skin as she
kissed him down his spine.

“Mmmm,” she moaned, as she pulled away. “You
are
drop-dead gorgeous, you know.”

Matt turned to her and pulled her to him, crushing her
breasts to his chest, his hands on her ass, pulling her into his erection. He
kissed her hard and Janie could feel his desire.

As quickly as he pulled her to him, he pushed her back as
his graveled voice said, “My turn!”

Matt picked up the soap and lathered his hands and began at
her neck and over her shoulders and down her arms. He washed her belly and her
hips and her thighs. He ordered her to lean against the wall and lifted each
leg one at a time and watched her feet, her ankles and calves. And he caressed
her legs upwards and up until he stopped at her pubic hair and he rubbed and
caressed and pushed her legs apart giving him full access.

Janie closed her eyes and leaned her head back on the wall
as Matt used his thumb on her nub and rubbed and then entered her; one finger
and then two. Janie gasped and his hand rubbed and massaged and drove her wild
and then without warning she exploded, coming quickly and almost violently as
she gripped his arm and held him still while her muscles spasmed and convulsed
around his fingers.

Matt leaned in to her, his fingers still inside her. “I’m so
glad you wanted to take a shower,” he breathed into her neck as he kissed her.

Janie opened her eyes and spoke softly. “I don’t know how
you do that to me!”

Matt grinned. “I can do it again,” and his fingers started
to move in and out.

Janie grinned. “I understand the mechanics,” she said. “Just
not how you make me, umm, go, so quickly.”

Matt smiled and kissed her on the lips. “Your body responds
to me like nothing I have experienced before,” he whispered. “It’s amazing.”

“You’re not kidding,” she breathed. “I’ve never, well, it
was always, umm, it took work before,” she blushed.

“This should never be considered work!” Matt grinned, as he
removed his hand. He took the condom from the shelf and unwrapped it. Janie took
it from his hand and placed it on the head of his penis and rolled it down over
the length of him.