Second Chance 3: Ask Me Again 3: David's Story (7 page)

A blush spread to my cheeks as he continued to feast his eyes on me. Unrestrained desire flickered through his eyes like a blazing fire. “I didn’t expect a limousine and a driver,” I said, pleasantly surprised. That was something that you didn’t see every day in my neighborhood. I knew my neighbor had to be peeping out her window with interest by now. “I feel like Cinderella on her way to the ball,” I said, feeling excited and happier than I had been in some time about celebrating my birthday.

“Your prince and carriage awaits you, my dear,” he said bending at the waist as he bowed to me in a cavalier fashion.

I giggled aloud as I closed and locked the door behind me. “My Prince, carry me away,” I said teasingly as he escorted me to the white limousine.

The driver stood by the car with the door already open for us to enter. “Good evening, madam,” he said smiling broadly.

“Good evening sir,” I said sliding into the car. I slid over to make room for David to enter. I waited until he was settled beside me and the driver pulled away from the curb before I began to speak. “David you have really outdone yourself for my birthday. It was more than enough when you had my car restored. I will never be able to thank you enough for your priceless gift to me. If you never give me another gift, what you have already done will be enough to last me a lifetime.”

“Darling what you have failed to realize is that I am just getting started. Don’t you dare put limitations on what I want to do for you,” he stated in a matter of fact tone.

My heart fluttered and thumped against my chest at his strong words. I settled back against his shoulder as he wrapped me close in his arms. His cologne penetrated my nostrils, which tantalized my senses and caused a stirring of my juices between my thighs.

David peered into my eyes and fed off the desire he saw lit in my eyes. “Take the long route to the comedy club,” he instructed the driver before closing the partition, giving us complete privacy.

He lifted me and settled me onto his lap. I could feel the rise of his burgeoning hardness against my plump ass. Our lips met in harmony as our tongues spiraled and thrust against each other’s building a fire between my legs. I moaned deliciously against David’s mouth, wanting and needing more than his tempting kisses.

His hand slid down my thigh and pushed up my dress before sliding my thong aside. He slipped a finger inside my already saturated pussy. My juices instantly coated his fingers as he rotated and pushed his fingers deeper into me. He slid one finger across my slick nub, causing tiny electrical shocks to course through my core as he doubled my pleasure. I cried out in satisfaction as orgasmic waves coursed through my being. When the waves finally subsided, he removed his sugar-coated fingers and inserted them into his mouth to lick away the sticky gooey sweetness of my residue.

“You taste so delicious, Madelyn. I can’t wait until later, when I can taste you fully and at my leisure.”

The car came to a stop before I could speak. I hurriedly slid from his lap and slid my dress back down and took a deep breath to settle my erratic heartbeat.

“We have arrived at your destination, Mr. McRay,” the driver said through the intercom.

“Thank you, Jefferson. Give us a minute and then we will be ready.”

“Yes sir,” the driver replied.

*

I never laughed so much in my life. I laughed so hard that tears rolled unceremoniously down my cheeks, as I laughed at the antics of one of my favorite comedienne’s of all times. David also roared with laughter along with the rest of the audience as we enjoyed the show.

I was also pleasantly surprised when the comedienne gave me a happy 30
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birthday shout out at the end of the show. My smile beamed so widely that I thought my face might break. I looked over at David with so much love and appreciation in my eyes. I didn’t know how he pulled that one off, but he was amazing me more and more. I leaned over to place a lingering kiss on his lips to thank him. The crowd's applause was deafening as the show ended.

I was still smiling as we drove to Raven’s for my birthday dinner. The meal was extravagant and delicious. We enjoyed and devoured every morsel of it. I felt on top of the world with David by my side. I was no longer just existing from day to day. I truly felt loved and alive.

Chapter 17

David

The Peninsula Hotel was a landmark in the city of New York, and our suite was remarkable. We were booked in the Grand Luxe Suite with oversized windows that offered a splendid view of Fifth Avenue or 55
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street. The big, king sized bed was featured with its oversized pillows and big fluffy goose down pillows.

The room also contained a forty-six inch flat screen television and a lavish, marbled four-fixture bathroom, with a separate shower and a deep soaking bathtub with its own television for our viewing pleasure and relaxation.

“Wow, David! This suite is amazing,” said Madelyn as she looked around at the magnificent suite. “Thank you for bringing me here sweetheart,” she added. “I have always wondered what it looked like inside this hotel and now I do thanks to you.”

“I am glad that you really like it. My whole purpose is to please you, Madelyn.”

“You definitely have done that. You have pleased me beyond my wildest imaginings,” she admitted.

“The night has just beginning,” I said as my need for her began to awaken and make its presence known in full force.  My organ stiffened and grew in length as I took in all of Madelyn’s sensuous beauty. She was sexy as hell without even trying to be. “Come here,” I directed her as I took in the willowy shape of her body and the way her clingy dress molded to her like a second skin.

She began to walk toward me slowly with a dreamy look in her eyes. Her soft wavy hair brushed enticingly against her shoulders with every movement. My hands inched to entangle themselves in her long tresses. I wasted no time in doing just that as she came to stand before me.

My head swooped down to take her lips in an impassioned kiss. I nibbled a fiery trail of hot kisses down her neck before claiming her lips again with my own. Our kiss intensified as my hand slid down to her waist and even further as I cupped her ass in my hand and squeezed its plump softness. I pulled her even closer so she could feel the strength and need of my arousal for her. She had to know the effect that she was having on me. She could bend me to her will and I would be like a sexual puppet in her hands.

My hands inched down further to the hem of her fitted dress and slid it upward to bunch at her waist. My eager hands instantly cupped her thong covered bottom. Her rounded ass cheeks were pliable to my touch. I broke away from our heated kiss for a moment to slide the dress upward and over her head before tossing it aside.

Our lips met once again in a hot kiss that spoke volumes of our desire for one another. She moaned into my mouth and spread her legs apart so that my rigid hardness settled intimately between her thighs. She began to rock her pussy back and forth against my shaft. A guttural groan released itself from deep inside my throat.

I broke away from the kiss once again to get my breathing under control. A string of spit lingered from her lips to my own. My tongue swiped at the moisture to capture her essence. I needed every part of her substance to mix with my DNA. I had come to realize that she was divinely made for me and me for her.

My eyes couldn’t get enough of feasting on her beauty as she stood in front of me braless in heels and a thong. She was like a bewitching goddess, a sweet angel and a wanton temptress wrapped up into one. She needed to be worshipped with my lips, mouth, tongue and everything that was within me to pleasure her to the fullest. My own pleasure was a secondary thought, at the moment.

“You are much too overly dressed,” she said on a sensuous sigh. “Since today is my birthday, I want to be in control,” she said as she reached for my belt buckle and released it before sliding my zipper down on my slacks. Her heated gaze held mines as she continued to undress me completely.

I stood before her naked and ready. She looked at me with a sly smile before sauntering away and sitting on the big, king-sized bed. She crossed one leg over the other to remove her heels before sitting them aside. The damp spot between her thighs didn’t go unnoticed by me. I licked my lips with the thought of how sweet her nectar tasted on my tongue.

I continued to watch her as she put one finger into her mouth before circling her nipple with her wet finger. I groaned in the back of my throat. She was too damn sexy for her own good. I didn’t hesitate to walk over to her with my dick leading the way as it throbbed and jerked with great need.

Her pink tongue swiped across her lips as if the sight of me tantalized her taste buds. She crooked her finger for me to come even closer with a come-hither look in her eyes. That look held so much power over me as my heart thumped mightily against my chest. As strong of a man as I was, my desire for her left me in a weakened state of mind. I didn’t have any regret about the power she had over me.

I stood over her as she looked up at me with desire-glazed eyes. She spread her thighs apart as she cupped my hardness in her hands and forced me to step even closer. My erect penis was level with her glistening lips. Her hands made a fist around my shaft as she took me into her warm mouth.

The scrape of her teeth against my organ caused a shock wave to pour through me. Her head tentatively began to move back and forth. I began to thrust forward with her every backward motion. My hand entangled and wrapped her hair around my fist to help control her movements.

She continued to use both combinations of mouth and hands, which drove me closer to the edge. I had to slow things down or my seed would be flowing down her throat at any moment. “Stop, baby,” I shuddered as she released me from her slippery lips with a slurping sound. “You are driving me crazy.” I breathed deeply to slow down my rapid heartbeat.

“Slide further back onto the bed, darling,” I ordered her. She did as I directed. My hands trailed from her feet to her waist. My lips followed the path that my hands had taken as I removed her thong, leaving her completely naked. The taste of her body flavored my tongue with sweetness.

My mouth lingered on her belly button before tracing it with my tongue. Her deep intake of breath and soft moans let me know that she was affected by my ministrations. “Who is in control now?” I grumbled out my question as I bit slightly into her soft belly.

“You are,” she panted out between gasps.

I slowly licked and bit my way down to her treasure trove. My lips melded and evolved into her pussy as I tried to eat my way straight to her soul. I made delicious, intimate love to her with my mouth, lips and tongue. My tongue tapped out silent sonnets and words of prose against her clit. My mouth did its own dissertation and strived toward the upmost degree of pleasuring her above and beyond her expectations.

I put my heart and soul in my efforts of pleasuring her writhing body into submission as I devoured her over and over again. Her moans went from alto to a soprano as my tongue dived and thrust deeper into her saturated core. I rubbed her slick nub back and forth with my fingertip to assist my tongue in pleasing this beautiful woman beneath me.

Her creamy nectar flowed like she was in the land of milk and honey into my mouth. I drank down her aphrodisiac as if it was sweet nectar from the gods. I kissed her pussy, now my pussy, one last time for good measure before standing to my feet.

I pulled her satiated body closer to the edge of the bed and draped her succulent legs over my shoulders and tilted her hips up slightly upward leaving her open for my deep penetration in the butterfly position. She gasped loudly as I penetrated her heated tight core.

I slowly began to thrust back and forth, while squeezing her plump rounded ass in my hands. Each thrust became more pleasurable than the last as I gained momentum. My deep guttural moans began to mix with her soft sexy moans. Her pussy walls gripped and contracted around my shaft, which caused me to thrust into her with abandon. The friction of her ass jiggling against my tightening balls stimulated me even further.

“I’m coming, David. Oh my god! I’m coming so fucking hard,” Madelyn cried out as I rammed harder and faster into her hot furnace again and again.

“Ahh-shit! Baby-damn it!” I let loose so many expletives as my orgasm built and swept me over the edge as I poured my hot seed into her pulsating heat. Our essence mixed and blended as I grunted out my undying love for her as we were swept away by a tide of desire that lasted the whole night through.

Chapter 18

Madelyn

David and I stood over Mama’s grave site at the Maple Grove Memorial Garden. “Mama would have loved you, David. I wish you would have known her. She was such a good-hearted person. She didn’t meet any strangers and people were drawn to her friendly nature.”

“I wish I could have known her too. She had to be a beautiful and warm person to produce such a beautiful and warm daughter such as you. You are not alone anymore, Madelyn. You have me and I promise you I am not going anywhere,” promised David.

“I believe you,” I said looking up at him to see the sincerity of his words. I am glad that you wanted to come and see where Mama was laid to rest. This means the world to me.”

“Madelyn, you mean the world to me. There is nothing in this world I wouldn’t do for you. You are so deep in here, baby,” he said pointing at his heart. “You are deeply rooted like a tree and I am never letting you go,” he added in a matter of fact voice.

“You hear that Mama?” I asked looking up at the clear blue sky. “This man truly loves me and I love him more than I can ever say with words.” I turned to David and embraced him with all the love that was within me.

"Let's say we get out of here and go get some lunch. Then, I will need to swing by the office and pick up a file. The building should be fairly empty since it's the weekend and past noon," David said.

"Sure," I said before taking one last look at Mama's grave and the beautiful flowers David had brought to drape over her headstone.  I blew her a kiss as David pulled me close to his side. We walked away hand and hand towards his car.

After eating a leisurely lunch, we rode to the bank to collect David’s important file. When we arrived, the elevator quietly swished us up to his office floor. The dimly lit corridor was empty. We entered his office and David reached for the light switch to flood the room with light.

"This will only take a moment," David said as he punched a code into a keypad attached to the cabinet before opening it and searching for file he needed. I stood in the center of his office and watched his tall muscular frame. I made love to him with my eyes as I admired the way his Gap jeans fitted him.

He was really unaware of his own hotness and the total effect he had on me. I slightly fanned myself to cool down as I thought about the feel of his kissable lips on my body and the feel of his length and width inside of my core. His five o'clock shadow added to his good looks. His lips made me crave the feel of his lips on my own. 
The smell of his cologne tantalized my nostrils from across the room. He took that moment to look up at me. Our eyes met in a heated stare. I advanced across the room with the intent of crawling into his skin if I could. My body craved for him like an addict addicted to his sexual prowess.

A sound at the door disturbed my intent to ravish David in his office. We both turned to confront the intrusion upon my erotic plans. A tall, older man stood in the office doorway. His light skin tone turned pale and he looked as if he had seen a ghost.
His eyes were wide and held a look of disbelief as he stared at me. I felt a strange feeling course through me from his intense look.

"Mr. McConnell, hello sir," David said coming forward to stand beside me. David's voice seemed to draw Mr. McConnell out of his trance as he stood like a statue in the office doorway. "Are you okay?" David asked him with a concern tone of voice.

"I'm-I'm fine, David," he stuttered before getting his words together. "I was leaving my office and I noticed your door was open with the lights on. I figured you were in here and I wanted to say hello and wish you a good weekend on my way out," he said before his eyes found their way back to me. "I came by to pick up a file," he said holding up the file in his hand.

David seemed to notice Mr. McConnell's strange behavior as I did. "Madelyn, this is the president of this fine establishment, Mr. Theodore McConnell and this is Madelyn, the love of my life," David said introducing us.

"It's a pleasure to meet you young lady," he said coming forward with his hand extended. He enclosed my hand in a strong but warm grip. "Excuse me for staring, but would your last name by any chance be Stowe?"

"Yes, it is," I answered in a surprised tone of voice.

"Is your mother's name Annie Stowe?" he asked this with a strange look that I was unable to decipher.

"Yes," I gasped with surprise. "Did you know my mother when she was alive?" I asked him as he finally released my hand from his strong grip.

"Do you mean she is no longer alive?" he asked, as a pained look marred his weathered face, without answering my question. 

"My mother died almost two years ago, sir."

A sorrowful expression settled on his face and deep sadness appeared in his eyes before he tried to conceal it.

"Did you know my mother, sir?" I questioned him again, as I looked up into his face.

"Yes, I knew her once, a very long time ago," he finally admitted. "It seems like a lifetime ago. I am so sorry to hear of her passing," he added.

"That's kind of you, sir. Thank you."

He nodded his head briefly, before he began to speak. "I just can't get over how much you look like Annie," he said in a wistful tone. "You are the replica of your mother in almost every way. When I walked into this room and saw you standing there, I was taken aback at your resemblance of her. Forgive an old man for rambling on like this. You two must have somewhere to be, since it's the weekend and all."

There was a sheen of unshed tears in Mr. McConnell's eyes. He hastily tried to blink them away, but neither David nor I missed it. David and I quickly exchanged glances wondering what the story was with him. I wanted to pry, but he was already turning to walk away. "Sir, you are no bother," I quickly said. For some odd reason, I didn't want this man to leave. I wanted to get to know him and when and how exactly that he knew my mother.

"I must go," he muttered, as he continued to quickly walk away without turning around.

"What was all that about?" I asked David feeling confused by the emotions that warred within my soul.

"I have absolutely no idea," he answered sounding confused, as well. “Mr. McConnell is usually professional and never shows any weakness. But today something rattled him pretty bad," said David. "I have never seen him as distraught as this. I am worried about him. He is a widower and he works much too hard for a man of his age."

"I am really sad to hear that," I said. My heart went out to Mr. McConnell, for some odd reason, even though it was my first time meeting the man. I wanted to reach out to him in some way, but I had no idea how. "I like him," I finally said to David.

"The way that he was looking at you, I guess the feeling was mutual," he teased. "Do I have any reason to be jealous of Mr. McConnell?" 

"Of course not, silly," I playfully punched him in the chest. "If I was twenty years older, he would be giving you a run for your money," I teased back.

"Don't play with me woman. I will drop kick anybody who tries to steal you away from me and that includes a sixty five year old man."

"You are silly," I giggled.

"You think so, huh?" he said as we made our way out the building towards his car. He stopped as we were walking to the reserved parking space where his car was parked and pulled me into his warm embrace. His head swooped down as he captured my lips in a sultry kiss before I could answer. My mouth opened to his intruding tongue. He kissed me, until I was swooning and leaning on him for his support to keep me on my feet. "You are mines," he declared in a voice thickened with desire.

"I am yours," I conceded. I knew it was the truth and so did he. I had no trouble declaring my love for him, leaving no doubt who I belonged to body, mind and soul.