Now Wouldn't You Like to Know (17 page)

I kissed her on the forehead and said, “I’m out of it too. It’s going to be hard for me to look over to my right and you’re not there. It’s going to be a long drive indeed without you. I’m going to miss you the entire trip up.”

“How soon can you return here for a visit?”

“Two or three weeks at the earliest.”

“That will be like two or three lifetimes for me.”

“Things will work themselves out,” I assured her.

“I don’t know,” she murmured with a touch of sadness. “I still have Jack to deal with.”

“Hopefully he has gotten the message,” I said, stroking her arm.

“That’s right; you were supposed to talk to him. Did you?”

“Yeah, we had our little pow-wow.”

“What did you say to him Sheldon?” she said rising up. “I really want to know. And what’s this about him getting the message?”

“I told him that he needs to think about getting on with his life, a life without you in it.”

“And what else?”

“Not much after that.”

“There had to be more to it than what you’re telling me.”

“I guess you can say that I placed special emphasis on a certain aspect of my warning to him.”

At that point, she grew silent and thoughtful.

“Look, I don’t think he’ll be much of a problem anymore.”

“Okay, if you say so. I’ll leave it at that but I know you are holding back on me,” she said with a chuckle.

“Listen, let’s go out and have a real blast while we can, okay?”

“It certainly beats sitting around here talking about Jack. I guess I’m ready,” she said standing up.

Within minutes we were tearing up the road in her car. I would pick up Mike’s car later after we returned.

Talk about a whirlwind outing. We did in one evening what took most people three weekends to do. We visited Downtown Disney and Universal City Walk, at Universal Studio, both an entertainment/dining complex. We dined and strolled about, made a few purchases, and did the nightclub scene. By the time we returned to Diana’s place it was going on twelve midnight. Too tired to drive, I spent the night with her. Once again, in her own sweet and tender way, she made that night a
‘home sweet home’
proposition for me. Like lovers going to the gallows, we made love that night like there was no tomorrow. There wasn’t a part of her body that I didn’t probe, touch, or kiss.

Whether it was because of the desire we had for one another or sheer anticipation of the act of lovemaking or the fact that it would be a while for us after tomorrow, whatever the reason, the excitement of our desire and lovemaking resulted in a brief but highly charged encounter. We managed to reach the summit of our copulation and within minutes of my initial probe of her love canal. But it wasn’t over yet. Diana was determined to work this hard body of mine for all it was worth. And I did not let her down.

Below me, with her eyes shut tightly and biting her lower lip; Diana moaned and squirmed and twisted her body every which way. Like a piston working inside of an engine, I worked my magic and did not miss a beat. I could sense that she was beginning to feel an all-consuming and rapidly rising orgasm that promised to erupt and flood inside of her. Sensing this I added a few more well placed moves to heighten her state of arousal, desire, and pleasure. In time her erratic movements became more synchronized with mine until we moved as one. As I continued to mix and stir things up inside of her, she held onto me tighter, her moaning becoming more pronounced.

As she undulated below me and unrelentlessly, I continued my thrusting action, until her sex-starved body began to quiver, shake, and explode a second time. And big time. The pleasure she derived from my abundant gift and skillful talents left her few options but to blast off into the stratosphere.

Exhausted we fought desperately to catch our breath as we collapsed onto the bed panting like lions in the summer heat. The cool air from the air-conditioner settled over us like a cold blanket until our beads of sweat became chilled moisture, the heat we had generated now dissipating. After a tender kiss, we fell fast asleep in each other’s arms. Lovemaking didn’t get any better than this. Well, except in the dead of winter in front of a fireplace with burning Hickory wood inside with soft romantic music playing in the background.

T
he following morning Diana followed me over to my place where I dropped off Mike’s car. He had already left for work. On the way over to pick up the U-Haul truck, we stopped by Mikes job so that I could introduce him to Diana and bid him goodbye. I apologized to him for not spending more time with him before my scheduled departure but he said he understood, especially after meeting Diana. After we left Mike, we stopped at a McDonald’s drive thru and ordered breakfast to go. We both had bacon and egg biscuits and orange juice.

We chattered about the times we shared, especially over the past few days, as well as certain aspects of our trip up north. We even shared a laughed or two when it came to other things about our trip north. Once the U-Haul lot came into view, just half a block away, we suddenly grew solemn. It was like when a loved one died but it doesn’t really hit you until you walk into the church or the chamber where the body lied in state. It was only then that you knew that this was all real. For me, it really hit home that I was leaving in an hour or two. A wave of sadness suddenly came over me. Diana’s tone and expression alone told me that she was just as saddened.

“Well, baby, this is it,” she said with moist eyes. “You think you are rested enough to hit the road today?”

I shrugged then replied, “I’m rested enough but I am not ready to leave you Diana.”

“I’m not ready for you to leave me either,” she said.

“Well, I guess I had better go and get this show on the road,” I said opening up the car door and exiting. Diana followed me inside of the place. The assistant manager showed me the truck that had been set aside for me and I got a chance to look it over inside and out. We both made note of the marks and dings, and dents already on the vehicle as we walked around it. I made sure that the blinkers and turn signals and the air conditioner worked. And the radio, too. Once I was satisfied that the truck was roadworthy, the three of us returned to the office. While I signed paperwork, Diana sat nearby, flipping through a fashion magazine.

Having taken custody of the truck, I took the short route back to my place while Diana tagged along in her car. When we arrived at my place we began to load the truck. Since I did not have a lot of furniture and personal items to transport, I had rented the smallest truck they had in their inventory and on the lot. Since it was smaller, it would be good on mileage. Growing hot and sweaty, Diana and I wrapped things up twenty minutes later. Going inside, we took a refreshing lukewarm shower together and made love during the process. Once again, perhaps from sheer arousal or excitement or anticipation, our impromptu love session, though explosive, lasted every bit of four minutes. Though short, it was sweet, satisfying, and fulfilling in every way. Our orgasm was so intense and so earthshaking that it seemed as though we had made love for hours. There was no reason to complain.

After we dried off, we rubbed one another down with body cream. It was a massage to die for. Diana’s hands were soothing and therapeutic, as she rubbed, kneaded, and chopped at my body with controlled force. The cadence itself was like a sleep aide. Her controlled staccato-like rhythms were as relaxing as any therapeutic vibrator. When it was my turn to massage her, I gave her the five-star treatment as well. Her flesh was warm to the touch and very soft. Afterwards, I lay alongside of her on my bed and gazed into her eyes, eyes that were starked with sadness.

“I promise to call you every day until I see you again, Diana,” I said assuring her. “Matter of fact, I will call you several times a day if it pleases you.”

“That would be nice and thoughtful,” she replied, stroking my arm tenderly. “Listen, I was just thinking.”

“What?” I said, caressing her face with my hand.

“I was thinking that perhaps you might want to try getting a few hours of sleep before you hit the road. Sheldon, I just want you to be well rested, that’s all.”

“Well, I wasn’t planning on sleeping right now,” I said, stroking her thigh. “But now that we’ve made love and I’m feeling very relaxed, perhaps I just might take your advice on that.”

“It would make me feel a lot better, that’s for sure,” she declared as she took my hand in hers and kissed it.

“Okay, you’ve got me sold on the idea, so let’s sleep.”

“God, I’m going to miss you Sheldon,” she said curling up against me.

Wrapping my arm around her small waist, I said, “Not half as much as I’m going to miss you, especially on the ride up.”

“I wished that I could go with you, I really do Sheldon.”

“The only place you’re going right now is to sleep, my lady,” I chuckled in an attempt to lighten things up.

“Okay, I’m going to sleep.”

“I’ll see you in my dreams,” I proclaimed.

“You can count on it, love.”

W
e both woke up two hours later, Diana a minute or two before me. Glancing at the radio clock on the night stand, I saw that it was just a few minutes after 1:00PM. Not wanting to let go of the moment we held onto one another as if to ward off the inevitable. Though there was a lot on our minds, neither one of us said a word. While all was quiet, I could feel her heart pounding wildly. Mine was beating as fiercely.

“Diana, I think we better rise and shine,” I said, stroking her cheek.

“Yeah, I guess we better,” she said lifting herself up with both hands.

After we freshened up I secured the house and we headed outside. Taking her by the hand I led her over to her car.

“Well, Diana,” I said gazing down into her sad eyes. “I have to get this show on the road.”

“I know, baby,” she replied, biting her lower lip. “You be careful now Sheldon.”

“I will.”

As we stood holding hands, we searched one another’s eyes. Hypnotic was all I could say about hers. Diana definitely had an effect on me.

“I think it best that we keep this short and sweet,” I suggested.

“You’re probably right,” she replied with misty eyes.

“You stay sweet, now. I promise I’ll be back here inside of two weeks. And don’t take no crap from Jack.”

“I won’t,” she promised. “I’m looking forward to your return already.”

We embraced and kissed. I am talking a long kiss. A deep probing kiss.

She got into her car and I closed the door. When she rolled the window down, I leaned forward and kissed her again. Turning away, I walked over to the U-Haul truck, climbed in, and started it up. Then I took off. Diana followed me in her car for at least ten miles east on I-4. Pulling out my cellphone I called her.

“Hey babe,” I began. “What are you trying to do? Follow me up to Philly?”

“I thought about it but no, I figure I’d head over to the Altamonte Springs Mall and do some shopping. Anything to keep my mind occupied. “So I’ll be tagging along behind you for another ten or fifteen minutes, if that’s all right with you.”

“Sure, I was just wondering babe.”

We talked until we neared her exit ramp.

“Okay Diana. Be careful driving. Love you babe,” I said as I watched her veer off into the right lane and up the ramp.

“Love you too, Sheldon,” she chimed in. “Call me every couple of hours to let me know how you are during, okay?”

“Will do, Diana.”

“Bye baby.”

“Bye.”

Chapter 17

M
aking only three major stops on the way up, I arrived in the Philadelphia area by 2:30PM the following day. Traffic had been heavy from Richmond, Virginia all of the way up to Baltimore, Maryland. Around 3:00PM, I pulled up to my rental condo in South Philadelphia. There was no place to park so I doubled parked. Before getting out of the truck, I turned the hazard blinkers on. With the help of a rolling dolly and a benevolent neighbor I had met when I came out to look at the place, I unloaded the truck in less than twenty minutes. Securing the condo, I drove the truck to the nearest U-Haul center then caught a cab to the airport to pick up my Navigator from the parking garage. Though I had grown accustomed to Orlando’s heavy traffic, it was going to take me a while to adjust to Philadelphia’s bustling city and its treacherous roadways. Unlike the wide roads in Orlando, Philadelphia contained numerous narrow and treacherous roadways.  Some of them littered with potholes.

As soon as I settled in, I called Diana. We talked for nearly an hour before she said she had to run out to the grocery store. I told her that I had to find a place to eat just before I ended the call. Going out to the Navigator I drove until I came across a pizza joint. Pulling into the parking lot, I parked and headed inside. There was an area of tables where numerous people sat eating and two television monitors mounted on the walls. Walking over to the counter I ordered a 12” pizza with sausage, ground beef, pepperoni, diced pineapples, Canadian bacon, and shrimp. It was their meat special. I added the shrimp as an extra item. The aroma of this restaurant was out of this world. I couldn’t wait to get my food.

While I waited on my order, I took a brief call from my cousin Mike back in Orlando. He said he just wanted to touch bases with me and see how far I had made it into my drive. I told him that I had arrived in Philly two hours prior to his call and that all of my personal effects had been taken off of the truck and the truck returned. I told him that I had my Navigator back again. Mike told me to keep him abreast on my progress here and the job. We bade one another goodbye.

After I ate half of my pizza, I had it boxed and bagged. I returned to my condo and began to unpack my belongings. I didn’t have cable or satellite yet so I decided to watch a movie I had downloaded from You Tube. For certain, Diana’s absence was pronounced. Without her around, my pad was like a place of solitude. Too tired to go out, and not really motivated to, I turned in early after talking with Diana.