The Deal

The drive home was tense, neither one speaking. She was angry that he wouldn't open up to her, he was angry that she kept asking him questions he didn't want to answer. When they got home she didn't wait for him to open her door. Getting out of the car she walked ahead of him into the house. He followed behind her up the stairs and into their bedroom.

He took off his jacket and tie and laid them over the chair, watching her as she tried undoing her dress from behind her back. She usually asked him to help but this time she didn't. So he goes over to help, moving her hands away he starts undoing it. "I don't want us to fight, especially over someone who doesn't matter to either one of us."

She could feel his warm breath as it caressed her neck, she fought the urge to turn around and kiss him. Her hands held the front of the dress up when he had it undone. "I'm just hurt that you are keeping a secret from me, one that you and that woman share."

Not wanting to speak about it he placed his lips on her neck, moving up to bite softly on her earlobe. His hand moved over her breasts, pushing the dress down so that he could fondle them without the material getting in the way. "You smell and taste so good. All night I had to keep an eye on the other men there, making sure they wouldn't hit on you. I don't think you know how much you turned all the men on wearing this dress." He heard her breathing heavily so he pulled the dress down to her feet, getting down on his knees, putting his hand on her ankle lifted her foot up to move the dress, and did the same with the other foot.

"Oh Austin," she closed her eyes and moaned when he moved back up, his lips moving up her body. His hands cupping her breast as he sucked on her neck. She felt his cock pressing against her, moving her hand down to touch him and felt how hard it was.

His lips still on her neck he moved her backward till the back of her legs touched the bed. Sitting her down on the bed he got down on his knees and pulled down her panties, keeping her heels on. Putting his hand on her chest pushed her down onto her back, spreading her legs he put his lips on her pussy that was now wet and pleasured her until her body shook when she came. Getting out of bed he looks at her lying there, totally naked except for the heels she still had on, which for some reason turned him on. He removed the rest of his clothes and got on top of her, kissing her hard, wanting to feel his lips on hers as he entered her slowly.

He ran his hand down her leg, pulling it up over his waist, doing the same to the other one. "I love how you look naked wearing nothing but heels," he said in between kissing her. He pounded into her hard and fast, making her scream his name as her nails dug into his flesh which turned him on. "You're so fucking beautiful when you come," he said, cupping her face in his hand when she came again. He then started moving up and down again, going fast until he too got his own release.

"Austin," she says, resting her head on his chest.

"Yes?" he asked, stroking her head.

"I want to ask you a question and I'd really appreciate it if you tell me the truth. "Are you still in love with Betty?"

"No, I'm not. If you want to know the whole truth I was never in love with her."

"Then why did you marry her?" she asked, looking up at him.

"I'm not really sure myself. We started dating and after a few months, she started pressuring me about getting married. We got along, enjoyed a lot of the same things and it seemed like the right thing to do at the time. It was a big mistake though, didn't last long." He looks at her, stroking her cheek with his thumb. "I don't want to talk about her anymore. Just know that she means nothing to me."

She sensed there was more he wasn't telling her but she decided to let it go for now. "I won't bring her up again on one condition."

"Really, and what is the condition?"

"Tomorrow's Sunday, go jogging with me and later we'll come back here and take a swim. I might even make us a special dinner."

He laughed. "Alright, you drive a hard bargain but I agree to your terms, I'll take the day off and spend it with you. Now let's go to sleep, you've worn me out."

Waking up alone in bed she changes into her jogging outfit and went looking for Austin. He wasn't in the kitchen, though there was a pot of coffee made. She pours herself a cup and goes to his office, figuring he was in there. "What do you think you're doing?" she said when she saw him at his desk working.

"Oh, hi, I just thought I would get some work done before you woke up," he said, looking guilty since he had promised her he would spend the day with her.

"I'm up now so put that all away and go get ready to go jogging."

With a small smile on his face, he folded the papers back into the folder and placed it inside the desk. Getting up he goes over to her taking her chin in his hand. "We could just go back upstairs and fuck all day."

"Nice try babe, now go and get ready," she said, removing his hand.

Grumbling he walked out, not really wanting to go jogging. He returned shortly and they headed out.

After running for about twenty minutes he motioned for her to follow him when he turned into the wooded area and followed a path that leads to the river. They stopped to catch their breath when they reached the river.

She looks around, admiring the scenery. "It's lovely here, so quiet and peaceful."

"It is. Sometimes I come here just to get away from everything." Sitting down he holds out his hand for her to take, pulling her down to sit beside him. I don't think too many people know about this place. I've never seen anyone down here before, maybe after dark, the kids might come here to make out."

They sat for a while, sipping water from their bottles before going back to the main road. As they were headed back home she stopped, grabbing his arm and pointing. "Austin, that's the van that was following me the last time I went jogging, the one I told you about."

He looked towards the old rusted van that was parked on the side of the road with its engine running. It was old and rusty with tinted windows. "Stay here, I'm going to have a word with whoever is in there."

She grabbed hold of his arm. "Maybe you shouldn't, they could be dangerous."

"I'll be alright, stay here." He started running towards the vehicle but before he could get close it took off, squealing its tires. "Hey, stop, I want to talk to you," he yelled but they drove away. Going back to Blair he takes her arm. "Let's get back to the house and I'll call the police. I couldn't even get the licence plate number, it was covered in dirt."

Back at the house, he called his friend at the police station, giving him the description of the van and was told they would check into it. Grabbing a quick lunch they showered and changed into their bathing suits.

Swimming up to her he trapped her between the wall of the pool and his arms. "Have I told you how hot you look in this suit?"

"No, you haven't."

"Well you do, so hot that it makes my cock hard." His mouth came down on hers, his kiss turning passionate as he pressed his body against hers. His hand going down the front of her suit to cup her breast.

"Austin, not here."

"Why not? No one can see us and we're all alone."

She closed her eyes and moaned. She became a quivering mass of pleasure when he captured one of her hands and put it inside his suit and placed it on the thickness of his cock.

Pulling the bottoms to her bikini down he pushed himself inside her, she was so wet and tight he groaned out loud. "I'm in heaven when I'm deep inside you," he said, his voice raspy, his breathing heavy. He started thrusting hard and fast, her back slamming into the wall of the pool. He could hear her screams, her legs were wrapped tightly around his waist and they came together, sparks of light shot behind their eyelids.

They stayed in the pool until they were both tired of swimming and laid on the lounge chairs to dry off and get some sun since it was a warm and sunny day.

"So you said you would make me a special dinner, are you still planning on it or would you like me to order some takeout?"

"I promised you I'd cook and I will."

"Will you be upset with me if I do some work while you're making it?"

"As long as you stop when dinner is ready. I thought later we could open a bottle of wine and watch a movie. I'll even let you pick it," she said, giving him a smile.

Later she sent him to his office so that she could prepare dinner. As a rule, she wasn't one to cook but she wanted to do something special for him so finding a recipe for Parmesan Risotto with roasted shrimp she decided to make that and for dessert, she made chocolate mousse.

She put a lace tablecloth on the dining room table, dimming the lights she lit candles, making it romantic.

Taking a bite he moaned and looked at her. "This is so delicious. I honestly didn't think you could cook like this. It's perfect," he said, taking another bite. "I want to talk to you about going jogging. I think you should stop until we find out who was in that van and what they're up to."

"You know I like going for a jog every day, it keeps me in shape."

"I know, but just to be safe, stop for now or go with someone."

She rolled her eyes and let out a sigh. "Alright, if you insist. Are you ready for dessert? I made a chocolate mousse. I hope it turned out, it's my first time making it." Getting up she brings it over and puts one in front of him, waiting for him to taste it.

"Oh my God, this is so good," he said, licking his lips and taking another bite.

When the meal was done he helped her clean up and while she went to put something more comfortable on he went to find a movie for them to watch. She came back wearing a silk nightgown and robe.

He poured them some wine and they settled back to watch the movie. Her head was resting on the arm of the sofa, her feet were over his lap. He didn't even realize he was rubbing her feet as he was so engrossed in the movie. But she knew and liking it she kept quiet, her feet were sore and it felt good.

When the show was over he looked over at Blair and saw that she was fast asleep. He ended up carrying her to bed, when he picked her up she put her arms around his neck, resting her head on his shoulder. Once he got her into bed and covered her up he undressed and got in next to her. He laid on his side watching her, moving a strand of hair from her face. If someone had told him back in school that one day he would be in bed and married to Blair he would have laughed, thinking it would never happen. If only things were different, if only she was in love with him and treated him better in high school he might not have hatched a plan that could ruin her.