My Ward My Woman

Next was the beauty. She’s a naturally beautiful girl, but tonight she shone. Her hair was brushed to a high sheen and fell straight at the sides of her face and down her back. She’d added color to her eyes. Not too much, just enough to bring attention to their unusual color and shape.

Her lips were a pale pink that she’d simply glossed. She stopped on the stairs when she saw me and struck a pose. “Well, what’s the verdict? Do I look good enough to be on your arm?” The bright red off the shoulder dress she wore clung to her curves and stopped just above her knees.

I twirled my finger and she turned, showing off the huge expanse of flesh that had been left bare. Like fuck! “Come here.” I held my hand out to her and she walked the rest of the way down to me.

She didn’t just walk, she seduced. The damn dress was a walking wet dream and her breasts all but spilling over the top put one thing in my mind. I can only imagine that it would be the same for any red blooded male who saw her in that getup.

As soon as she reached me, I took the top of the dress between both hands and pulled, shredding it to pieces. “What…?” I covered her mouth and took her down right there on the stairs as I tore the flimsy bit of silk from her pussy, and fumbling with my zipper, released my cock and fucked into her.

This time when she opened her mouth to scream no sound came. I shoved my tongue into her mouth as I surged into her harder, faster, deeper and blind with lust until I realized I was hurting her.

I picked her up in my arms still impaled on my cock and took her to the landing at the bottom of the stairs. There were no words spoken between us as I lifted her into my thrusts until she pleaded for her poor pussy. That was a first. It was the first time she’d shown any weakness while taking my cock.

Of course I was fucking her harder than before, I had a point to prove. With her ass in one hand I wrapped the other around her neck and shook her until her eyes met mine. “Cum!” I choked her hard enough to make her cough which made her pussy twitch wildly around my cock.

She thrashed and fought-and the more she did the harder she came, pulling at me until my cock exploded. “Find something else to wear; and cover up this time.” I pulled out of her and fixed my clothes before helping her to her feet, and with a pat on her ass sent her upstairs to change.

13

Solomon

When she came down again, she was more appropriately dressed. This time in something that was more classically sexy than the flesh bearing getup she thought to wear before. I guess my silence spooked her a little because she seemed unsure of herself.

“Are you mad at me?”

“No.” I took her arm and led her out into the evening air to the car. I sat her in the passenger seat and belted her in before going around to the driver’s side.

I took her hand and brought her fingers to my lips. “I’m never mad at you my pet. Never fear my anger. You’re one of only two people on this earth who never have to. That is of course unless you betray me with another man. Then I’d have to kill you.” She snickered at first until she got a look at my face.

“You’re serious.”

“As a fucking heart attack.” I gave her a look she’d never seen before. I knew what was in that look and so did she after she held my gaze long enough. She swallowed hard and her hand trembled in mine.

“Not to worry my love. You and me, we’re two of a kind, loyal to a fault. Plus, I will never let you fail me, just as I will never fail you. That’s a promise. Besides, I raised you better than that.” We both shared a grin at that and the mood lightened immediately.

“So where are we going?”

“The Gardens.” Her head whipped around and her mouth fell open. The last time she asked to go there I told her she was too young. There was a reason. I hate that damn place. It’s full of gossip and rumor.

Many lives are made and destroyed at its tables under cover of social dining. I usually steer clear of that den of vipers, but tonight it serves my purpose. I knew that by the time we leave there tonight tongues would be wagging and news of our relationship would’ve spread by morning light.

“We’re here.” I passed the keys to the valet after helping her out of the car and led her to the restaurant entrance. The proprietary arm around her waist was the first sign that something had changed, and I felt eyes following us to the table I’d specified.