Wilson's Hard Lesson (9 page)

Ivy sat at the bar nursing soda after soda until closing time.
She wasn’t entirely sure why she was staying, but she also couldn’t bring
herself to leave. When LaTisha gave last call at the bar, Ivy watched as
Luther’s buddies began downing their beers. She saw him glance over at her
before finishing his own. As they all filed out, Luther hung behind.

“LaTisha, I’ll close up for you tonight.” Ivy gave her a
smile. “There’s someone I want to talk to.” Ivy jerked her head to the pool
room where Luther stood just watching her. LaTisha nodded.

“I’ll get everyone out, you just lock up when you’re done?”
Ivy nodded.

Walking in to section three when it was empty was a strange
feeling. Ivy glanced behind her at the guests filing out of the door and then
looked up at Luther.

“You stayed…” She said as she longed to reach out and touch
him. He looked down at her.

“So did you…” Ivy shrugged as she slid on to a stool at a
small counter height table. Luther sat across from her.

“I told you, I like you.” Luther laughed quietly.

“You are a strange girl…”

“Ivy.” Ivy added. Luther nodded.

“You are a strange girl, Ivy.” Ivy smiled.

“The heart wants what it wants.” Luther shook his head.

“You’re in dangerous territory, kid.” Ivy looked down at her
slender fingers resting on the tabletop.

“We all have to live dangerously once in a while.” Luther
smirked.

“Shouldn’t you be getting home?” He nodded at the front door
where LaTisha was flipping over the ‘Closed’ sign. Ivy shook her head.

“No, we can stay as long as we like, I have the keys.”

It was two hours after the cleaning crew had left when Ivy
finally slid off her stool and yawned.

“Okay, maybe I should get home.” Luther nodded and slid back
off his own stool. Ivy stepped forward, she put her slender hand on his thick
muscular chest and looked up in to his gray eyes. “Don’t sell yourself short,
Luther.” He gave her a partial smile. Ivy stood up on her tiptoes and as she
did, Luther leaned down. When their lips met, Ivy was sure that her lungs would
explode. He had been holding her breath in anticipation of this kiss and now
that it was here she was sure that she would pass out. Luther gently grabbed
the back of her head with his hand, pulling her in to him as he kissed her
passionately. Ivy closed her eyes and pressed her fingers in to his muscular
chest. She could feel the warmth exuding from his body as she leaned in closer.
His tongue slid between her lips, dancing with hers. Ivy could feel his body
reacting to her own as he suddenly pulled back.

“I’d better go.” His eyes flitted from her lips to her
beautiful hazel eyes and back again. Leaning forward he pressed his lips to
hers once more. Ivy let her hands slid down to the hardness that she had felt
pressed up against her. Luther pulled back his lips from her, exhaling in a
stuttered breath. He opened his mouth to speak but as he did, Ivy squeezed her
fingers around his thickness and again he gasped.

“Don’t go…” Ivy whispered as she rubbed her palm against his
length. “Please don’t go.” Luther licked his lips, his face painted with
wanting.

“I’m not what you need, Ivy…” His voice was barely audible
as Ivy massaged him gently through his jeans.

“But you’re what I want…” she whispered as her fingers moved
up to the button on his jeans.

“Ivy…” He protested. Ivy slid down his zipper and reached
her hand down inside his jeans, feeling the full thickness of his shaft against
her hand. “Ahh!” Luther exclaimed as she worked him gently, teasing him. “Ivy,
you…” Ivy looked up at him as she slid her hand out of his jeans, his swollen
cock wrapped within her fingers. “Oh, God…” His voice was barely audible as Ivy
slid her hand from the base of his shaft to the tip. Giving him one final
glance, Ivy crouched at his feet and pulled the tip of his cock towards her
open mouth. “Ahh!”

“Mmm…” Ivy hummed in delight as she slipped the tip of him
between her warm waiting lips. Slowly she wrapped her tongue along the
underside of him and slid her lips down. When her mouth was covering the length
of his shaft, she lifted her eyes to look up at him. Luther looked down at her,
those doe-eyes looking back drove him wild. Ivy slid back, letting his cock
slide from her lips, only to slip it back in to her mouth again. “Mmm!” She
hummed again as she took him in her mouth and Luther let out a gasp.

“Oh God!” His hands reached down, his fingers lacing through
her dark brown hair. “Oh, Ivy!” He played with her silky hair as she bobbed
forward and back, working his full length with her mouth. “Stop…” He said
quietly as his hands moved around to the sides of her face and stilled her
movement. “Come up here.” Ivy licked his tip once more before standing up.
Luther leaned down and pressed his mouth to hers. “Do you want me?” He
whispered against her eat. Ivy nodded.

“Yes.” Her voice was breathy.

“Ivy…” He reached down, sliding one arm behind her knees and
the other behind her back. With one simple sweep he picked her up and carried
her over to the pool table. Sitting her carefully on the edge, he leaned down
and kissed her again. Ivy could feel her heart racing; she had never wanted
anything so badly before in her life. Luther reached his fingers down to the
tops of her short shorts. “Ivy…do you want me?” Ivy nodded her head.

“More than anything.” Luther tugged the top of her shorts as
Ivy lifted herself on the edge of the pool table. Sliding her shorts and
panties down, Luther could smell her sweetness anticipating him inside of her.
He let her shorts and panties drop to the floor and as he stood back up, he
trailed kisses along her thighs. Ivy could feel every muscle in her body tense.
She had never had a man touch her like this before and it felt so incredible.
She knew that she was already soaking wet for him. Luther peeled off her shirt,
revealing her plump breasts and as he did he took a sharp breath in.

“My God, you’re incredible.” His hands cupped her breasts as
he pressed his lips gently to hers. Ivy smiled. Luther put one hand behind her
head as he prompted her to lie back. When she was lying flat he pulled her
gently to the edge of the table. “Are you sure, Ivy?” She nodded.

“Be gentle, Luther.” He nodded and parting her thighs he
stepped between them. His thick cock still throbbing for her, he teased her
opening. She was so wet that his cock became wet in an instant.

“Mmm, I’ll go slow…” He pressed forward, the tip of his cock
stretching her tight opening.

“Ahhh…,” Ivy cried out as her forehead furrowed. Luther
pushed forward slowly, the tip of his cock now inside her. “Ohhhh!” Ivy hummed
from the top of the table. Luther pushed forward just a little more and Ivy
couldn’t help screaming out as the whole head of his cock popped inside of her.
“Oh God!” Luther smiled at her breathlessly, but as he leaned forward, his
shaft sliding deeper inside of her, he realized that she was a virgin.

“Ivy…” She looked up at him, her big hazel eyes blinking
softly.

“Mmm?” Her lips were pressed together as she felt him fully
inside of her.

“Ivy, am I your first?” Ivy smiled up at him with a slow
nod. “Oh, Ivy!” Luther didn’t want to be her first, he knew that he shouldn’t
have been her first but now that he was deep inside her he couldn’t stop.

“Show me what it’s like, Luther.” Luther pulled back, the
sweet sound of her wet pussy the only sound in the room. He grabbed hold of her
hips and held her gently as he thrust forward again. “Mmm!” Luther watched as
her plump tits bounced with each thrust. He knew that her tightness was going
to make him cum in no time at all. “Oh, God, Luther!” She cried loudly as he
thrust rhythmically, stretching her opening with his full width. “Oooohhhh it
feels so good!” Luther licked his lips as he watched her taking his full
length.

“You feel so good, Ivy. You’re doing so good…” He gripped
her hips tighter as he fought to hold on to his own ecstasy.

“Ohhhh, Luther….oh God, Luther!” Her rhythmic cries became
louder and Luther could see her body beginning to tense. Reaching up he gently
pinched her nipples with one hand as he slid back out of her.

“That’s right, Ivy, that’s right. Cum for me!” Ivy’s toes
curled as her fingers scratched at the top of the pool table.

“Ooohhhh Luther! Ahh ahh ahh!” Luther felt her pussy tighten
around him as her back arched and she cried out. “Ohhhhh!” The peak of her
ecstasy passed and her body fell on to the felt covered table as her pussy
suckled him.

The tightness of her cumming pussy combined with the
eroticism of her cries was more than enough for Luther. His fingers pinched her
nipple as he thrust deeply and then his body stilled between her legs. Ivy felt
each throb of his cock inside of her, each jet of his cum.

“Mmm, mmm…” Luther spilled the last of his seed inside her wetness
and then fell forward, his head resting on her chest as he gasped for breath.

“Oh Luther, that was amazing.” Luther laughed quietly.

“Mmm…” was all he could say as he lay still, gasping for
air.

Luther slid himself from Ivy’s tight pussy, his cock covered
in a mix of his own cum and hers. Ivy gasped as he slid all the way out of her
and then she laughed nervously.

“Mmm, I want to do that again!” Luther laughed as he lifted
her to a sitting position.

“Not quite yet.” He looked down at his cum covered cock. “We
guys need a little more time between sessions.” He smiled up at her and leaned
in to kiss her mouth. Pulling back, he brushed his thumb against her cheek.
“Why didn’t you tell me it was your first time?” He whispered as he looked in
to her big hazel eyes. Ivy shrugged with a shy smile.

“I didn’t want you to say no…” Luther leaned in and kissed
her again gently.

“I would have, you know.” Ivy nodded.

“I know, that’s why I didn’t tell you.” Luther shook his
head.

“What am I going to do with you?” Ivy grinned.

“I think I could come up with something?” She jumped off the
edge of the table as Luther tucked himself back in to his jeans and zipped them
up. Turning around she noticed a wet sticky spot on the table and she looked
over at Luther wide eyed. “Oh my God we came on the pool table!” Luther laughed
loudly as Ivy began rubbing at the wet spot. “It’s not funny!” Luther couldn’t
help his laughter.

“Honey, no one will know it was us. We’ll just wipe it down
with some water and no one will know.” Ivy ran over to the bar to get a glass
of water and some napkins. “Shouldn’t you get dressed first?” Luther called
after her. Ivy reappeared with the water and giggled.

“Why? In case someone catches me walking around a restaurant
butt naked?” Luther nodded.

“You never know!” Ivy started trying to clean up the felt on
the pool table.

“Well, then they should have turned up earlier and they
would have gotten a better view.” Luther laughed as he took the glass of water
and napkins from her.

“Go get yourself dressed, let me do this.” Ivy did as she
was told.

“You know, this might have to become our little meeting
place.” Ivy said as she slipped on her shorts.

“Oh? Why is that?” Ivy pulled her shorts up.

“Because I have to move home for the summer soon and there
is no way in hell my parents are going to let me see you.” Luther stepped back
from the pool table to make sure no stain was visible.

“Smart parents.” He said.

“Oh I know, you’re just a beast!” Ivy joked as she picked up
her shirt and whipped Luther with it.

“I may be a beast,” Luther turned around to face her, “but
I’m a beast with my own place.” Ivy’s eyebrows shot up.

“Oh really?” Luther laughed as he shook his head.

“What, did you think I lived in a dorm?” Ivy shrugged.

“I don’t know…I just never thought about you having your own
place.” She pulled her shirt over her head. “But the thought of it now opens up
a whole new realm of possibilities.” Luther rolled his eyes.

“Oh God, I’ve created a monster!” Wrapping her up in his
arms, Luther bent down and kissed Ivy on the forehead. “Come on, monster, let’s
get out of here, it’s getting late.”

Ivy began looking forward to the nights at work when she was
scheduled to close and she even volunteered to take over other closing shifts
as well. Despite the fact that Luther had his own place – and a very exciting
motorcycle to ride to get there – there was something that Ivy found thrilling
about having sex on the pool table. Ivy’s parents were becoming worried however
with the number of night shifts she had been taking.

“Ivy, your dad and I…we really think you need to slow down
at work. We know that you don’t have school now with it being summer and all,
but we don’t want you working too hard. We can help you with the money if
that’s what you need?” Ivy smiled.

“Thanks mom, but I’m fine really.” Ivy’s mom frowned.

“Honey, you’re only a month in to summer and you’re looking
so pale and burned out. You’re just sleeping all day and working all night and
it’s just not healthy!” Ivy hated to agree with her mom, but she had been
feeling a little off lately. Perhaps she had been overdoing it just a little
bit.

“I tell you what, I’ll talk to LaTisha and see if I can drop
one shift a week?” Her mom thought about this for a moment.

“Two. You’re already working six days a week and I think if
you can cut it down to four then that will be okay.” Ivy sighed, she knew it
wouldn’t be a problem with LaTisha, but she would miss having the restaurant to
herself with Luther.

“Okay, I’ll ask her to cut two…but if they call me to cover
for someone then I’ll do it…deal?” Her mom nodded.

“Okay. It’s for your own good, you just look so sickly
lately.” Ivy nodded.

“I know mom.”

As Ivy lay in bed that night texting Luther she realized
just how exhausted she felt. Opening up a browser she began to search her
symptoms of feeling rundown and exhausted. She was sure it was just
overworking, but she’d never felt this tired for work before so she looked
through the possible causes. It was when she got to the third possible cause on
the list that her heart stopped. Ivy held her breath. It couldn’t be…Switching
back to her text messages, she texted to Luther.

I think I might be pregnant…

There was a long pause. Ivy waited as she watched her phone,
waiting to know what to do next. It felt like an eternity until the phone
buzzed in her hand:

Meet me tomorrow at work and we will find out for sure.
Don’t worry until then.

It was easy enough for Luther to tell her not to worry. He
had a job, a house and everything else he could need, Ivy thought. She still
had another year of college to go and she was living at home with her parents.
Oh God, she thought, her parents! How could she possibly hide something so huge
from them? And when they found out and asked her who the father was…how could
she tell them that it was the man they had warned her against at the Soda
Fountain?

Ivy tossed and turned all night and by the time day broke
she texted Luther:

Can’t wait, going to drugstore to buy a test. Meet me there?

She waited for his response:

Meet me at my place, you can take it here.

Buying the test was as nerve wracking as the thought of
taking it and finding out the result, but Ivy knew that she had no choice. She
picked the drugstore furthest from her parent’s house and bought the test. She
picked up a pack of three just in case she needed confirmation. By the time she
got to Luther’s small townhome she could feel the nausea rising in her belly.
She knocked on the door and as soon as he answered she fell in to his arms.

“Oh my God, Luther, what am I going to do?” She could feel
the tears welling in her eyes. Luther wrapped his strong arms around her.

“You’re not going to do anything, honey. If WE are pregnant,
then WE will do it together. We will be just fine.” Ivy felt the tears begin to
slip from her eyes.

“I’m so scared, Luther.” He kissed the top of her head and
pulled her closer.

“Don’t be scared, we will be just fine, okay?” She nodded
silently against his chest. “Okay, so let’s get this test taken, shall we?” He
stepped back pulling her with him and closed the front door. “Come on, the
bathroom is right through here and I’ll stand outside the whole time.” Ivy
nodded quietly.

A few minutes later Ivy emerged from the bathroom.

“What does it say?” Luther asked anxiously. Ivy shrugged.

“We won’t know for another few minutes, but I was making
myself sick watching it.” Luther pulled her in to a hug.

“Stop. Take a deep breath. There is nothing that we can do
about the outcome of this test is there? So let’s wait a few more minutes
together and then we will look at it.” Ivy nodded.

“Will you look first?” Luther chuckled.

“Sure.” He rubbed his hand on her back. “You know, if we are
having a baby, you can move in here with me. We will do it together. You won’t
be on your own.” Ivy nodded, a small smile touching her lips.

“Thank you.” She whispered against his chest.