I don’t know what he means by that statement, but I know that I’m not moving and Mom and I are going to talk.
“When you said that you were in love with another woman. All that time you were talking about my mom?”
I nod my head; I’m about to say something else when I see Jennifer leaving the house to join us on the drive.
Mom shouts out, “When you said that you had a younger man that made you feel alive again. You were talking about Jason?”
Jennifer’s trying to hold back the tears. Thank God, her hair’s not tied up, and she’s not wearing one of her old dresses. She looks as if she’s back to herself with her hair down and jean shorts.
Jennifer whispers as she comes closer, “Yes. He makes me feel better than any man I’ve ever known.”
Mom chokes, “My son?”
Jennifer smiles as she wraps her arms around me and I move away from mom’s car door. I want to tell her that I’m sweaty and don’t smell too good from the run. But, I have a feeling that she knows this already and she doesn’t care.
“Mom, what are you upset about really? You think that Jennifer just used me for sex? Do you think that this was all about sex?”
Mom’s about to say something, but then she shakes her head. “No. It’s more than that. You don’t even introduce me to one of your girlfriend’s. Let alone tell me that you’re in love. This is something different.”
Jennifer agrees, “It is, which is why we wanted you to hear it from us. No one else, but from us.”
Mom takes a deep breath. “So, you’re still going to school?”
Jennifer pulls back. “You are going to college?”
I smile. “I’m in love. Not stupid. Of course, I’m going to college.”
Daniel nods. “I’ve never seen my mom so happy. I was kind of curious who was making her feel this way. I hated the way that Dad treated her, but then I felt that she let herself be treated that way. I think I get it, that she didn’t know how to get away from him. She wasn’t strong enough to do it.”
Jennifer cups Daniel’s face and says, “That’s exactly what happened, and I don’t blame Tom for it. I just wasn’t in a good place back then.”
“But you are now? With him?” Daniel points to me.
“Yes.” Jennifer smiles as she wraps her arms around him and they hug.
I look at my mom and wonder if she’s going to do the same thing. She hesitates for a second and then she pulls me down and hugs me. I love her, and we respect and love them both. If they didn’t give us their blessing, then I don’t know what we would have done. But as they say, love conquers all, and I think in this instance, that’s exactly what it has done and we’re all in a better place as a result of it.
Jennifer
“I don’t know what the hell you did to me,” he whispers, grabbing locks of my hair and pulling on them, forcing me to bare my neck. “But I can’t stop thinking about you…” He lays his lips on my neck, kissing me all the way to my chin. “I can’t stop thinking about your naked body… About the way you moan when I’m inside of you. I love you so much and I don’t think I can ever have enough of you.”
“I love you, too,” I say, running my tongue over my lower lip.
“I love you so much.” And, with that, he presses his mouth against mine. We brush lips slowly, our kiss growing wilder and wilder with each passing second. When our tongues meet, I feel a stab of ravenous desire in my heart, an almost violent need to submit and obey the man in front of me. To let him lead me into PleasureLand.
“I want you to fuck me,” I whisper against his ear, my lips brushing against his skin, “as hard as you can. I want you to use me, Jason. I’m yours.” As the words leave my lips, my heart starts to race at a hundred miles per hour, my insides clenching as my brain tries to comprehend what I’m really volunteering for.
“You didn’t need to say it,” he yanks on my hair, forcing me to look into his eyes. “I’m going to fuck you hard, Jennifer, no matter what you say.”
“Yes, please…” I mutter, a growing wetness taking root between my thighs. I can feel my heart pounding against my eardrums, a legion of scattered thoughts fluttering inside my head. “Please,” I repeat, my voice sounding meek but genuine.
A subtle grin dances on the corner of his lips and he lets go of me, taking a step back; I stand still, allowing his eyes to take in the curves of my body. Raising his arms, Jason reaches for me, hooking his fingers on the fabric of my dress, right below my neck.
I hold my breath, his grin widening at the same time; in a heartbeat, he pulls on my dress with all his strength, ripping it apart. My body sways as he tears the fabric apart, pulling it out of my body with viciousness.
“Much better,” he says, looking at my half naked body. I let my eyes fall from his face to his crotch, and I notice the bulging shape there, pushing against his pants. I might be as wet as the Pacific, but he isn’t lagging behind, his cock so hard I half expect it to rip its way out of his pants.
I wait for Jason to tell me to go down on my knees, but that’s not what he does. Still in silence, he takes one step forward and places his hands on my hips, pushing me back. I stumble until I feel my back against the wall, my eyes widening in excitement as I try to guess his next move. Grabbing me by the waist, he makes me turn around and face the wall, my ass turned to him. I place my hands in front of me, at shoulder height, as he runs the tip of his fingers down from my neck to the clasp of my bra. Unhooking it, he then pushes the straps down my arms, allowing the bra to simply drop to the floor.