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Leslie stood by a limo reading the newest tabloid magazine. There was a No Parking sign next to the car, but nobody had the balls to ask him to move. He turned a page casually and ignored the screams echoing from the tinted windows in the back seat.
The car began rocking, and the muffled yells got louder. He looked up and saw a pair of hands grab the top of the sunroof as Janice’s head popped out.
“Oh God, I’m going to come again.” She muttered the words, her eyes shut and a dog squeaky toy in her hand.
Then she disappeared back into the car. Leslie remembered he’d just had the shocks changed, so everything should be fine.
After ten minutes, Leslie tapped on a window and heard the door unlock.
Janice stepped out, smoothing her skirt down and buttoning her blouse. It was still crooked and mis-buttoned, but she looked flushed and wasn’t paying attention.
Aaron followed her out and took a deep breath. The trunk opened, and he grabbed Janice’s luggage. He walked with a slight limp as he followed behind her. “Be right back, Leslie.”
Janice and Aaron stood at the gate in silence. It w
as an awkward moment for both of them.
“I can’t lie, Aaron. This is hard. It hurts more than it should. Here’s my card. It has my email on it. If you need anything, advice, a friend, whatever. I’m not good at this so I need to go before I start crying.” She reached up and touched his face with her fingertips, then stood on her tiptoes and kissed his cheek and hurried off, obviously upset.
He watched as she walked away, noticing the way she rubbed her hand across her eyes, he could tell she was upset and was probably crying.
He looked down and read her card. Janice Carlson. He now knew more about her than most of the women in his small world. He had her last name and a real connection to her real life. Not just the moments in the condo, but her life away from the fantasy here.
As he stood in the terminal, it hit him again. In spite of all the crowds, the luggage and the noise, he was alone.
Leaving the airport, Aaron realized being in the car didn’t help. The backseat of the limo still had the smell of sex in it. The seat was still warm where he’d sat as Janice rode him into ecstasy.
Now it was quiet, almost peaceful, until he heard the driver’s partition window being lowered. “You are a fucking moron.” Leslie’s deep baritone echoed through the car.
“Excuse me?”
“You heard me. You’re a fucking moron. I was talking to that woman when you went to get her flight squared away. You meet a nice woman, she doesn’t give a fuck about what you do, she’s sexy, doesn’t need money. What’s not to like? And you let her go. You’re an idiot.”
“There’s more to it than that, Leslie.”
“Just a pussy with an excuse for everything. If Mother didn’t care for you so much I’d beat some sense into your dumb ass.” He continued mumbling as the window went up.
Leslie never said much. He was more the quiet type. But out of all the times he had to say something, it had to be now. Aaron was more confused and dumbfounded than he was seeing Janice upset when she left.
That night, Aaron stood outside a hotel door and knocked, hearing footsteps on the other side of it.
Alesha answered the door wearing red lingerie, and handed him a glass of champagne. “Hello, lover. I know I said it would be a while but my husband had another trip and I was feeling lonely.” As she walked away, her perfume filled his lungs and the sway in her step screamed sex.
He walked in and sat on the couch. He knew what he was there for, but the mood was all messed up. Everything seemed wrong. For the first time ever, he didn’t feel like fucking this beautiful woman.
Stepping close, Alesha let the red silk top fall from her shoulders and exposed her perfect skin and breasts. She was a woman any man would die to be with, even for one night. She climbed over Aaron and straddled him on the couch. Her crotchless panties showed the shimmering wetness of her pussy.
Aaron watched her with appreciative eyes, mystified by her beauty. She rested her heat against his crotch and her breasts hung before his face. He licked his lips at the bounty before him.
“Fuck, you are so hot. Alesha, why do you spend all this money to be with me?”
For a moment she seemed to be caught off guard by his question. “Because you make me feel wanted, desired. You make me feel good.”
“I can’t believe your husband wouldn’t want to spend every night making love to you. Do you ever ask him why he doesn’t just jump you and fuck you silly?”
Alesha reached between her legs and touched Aaron’s cock, hard beneath her. She smiled and moved to unfasten his pants. As she moved, Aaron grabbed her hand.
She looked up at him and a strange expression crossed her face. She knew.
