Mixed Emotions Pt. 03

Mixed Emotions part three

If you haven't read parts 1 and 2, part 3 will make no sense.

That was the end of our pillow talk, I did put on panties a few hours later, I was leaking all over our bodies and the sheets, when I woke my back was to him and his left hand was on my breast, not moving, just resting on my breast. I find myself liking everything this man does to and for me. He lay on the bed leering at me as I dressed, his eyes burned right through my underwear, I never felt a man's eyes undress me like his did. Wearing a new pair of red silk boy shorts I turned around.

"You like?" I asked. He growled and nodded, that's all the signal I needed to get the rest of my clothes on quickly or I would be impaled on his love pole, not that I would have minded but I needed to be at work on time. Angie and I had a little over twenty minutes to talk before the others would be drifting in. I needed to find out if she could be with me on Friday and just how serious she was about this guy she'd met.

After a good morning hug from Ang I told her I had plans to marry Ed Friday afternoon and wondered if she would be my bridesmaid. She shrieked and through tears said yes she would. Like me, she had a ton of vacation built up along with several personal days she hadn't taken in over a year, she needed to use some of those personal days by years end or she'd lose them. With that settled I asked the million-dollar question.

"How serious are you about this guy you met last week?"

With a disgusted look she said, "Not serious at all, seems he forgot to tell me about the wifey and two kids. The prick. I seldom shop in the east part of town but that little cheese place on Lindborg has a certain cheese I really like, I was out and went to get more when who do I see walking through the lot from the grocery store but Romeo. The bastard saw me and quickly shoved everybody in the car so he could speed off. Typical."

She huffed and then continued, "He texted me later and told me to stop stalking him, yeah as if, I told him to fuck off and blocked his number. Why did you ask me about the loser?"

"Well Ang, it has to do with the question you asked last week after you met Ed. Don't look at me in that tone of voice, you know darned well what I'm referring to. Does he have any cute brothers? The short answer is no, the long answer is yes he has a cousin who lives in Broadville, he's 33 and owns a real estate company. According to Ed he's looking for a wife and he could care less about her ethnicity, so ... are you interested in meeting him or is it to foreign to you?"

She was laughing," Yeah right, next thing you'll tell me is his name is Norm or some other white bread shit like that." All I did was stare at her. 'Oh my god, no shit, his name is Norm? What the fuck Amy?"

I tried to be as deadpan as possible, "What's it gonna be Ang? Meet him and maybe hit it off or keep going to Boonies and leaving frustrated? I know you're all about black girls being with black guys but in all honesty I have to ask, why is it okay for black guys to have white wives but not us to have a white husband? Just wondering?"

It was time to start the day and get busy, looking at me as she rose she spoke softly, "This is some serious shit Amy, this is fucked up, I aint never considered a white boy, I gotta think about this. See you at break."

I texted Ed and let him know I wouldn't be available to text during break, he replied telling me he had meetings across town anyway, he'd pick me up at the usual time and we were going to stop at the Japanese restaurant for supper. I liked that idea considering we hadn't been there since the night we met. The more I thought about that night the damper my panties became, I needed to get my mind back on work and did so. Angela and I decided to take our morning break at our desks, she rolled her chair next to mine and looked perplexed.

"Amy, you were serious before weren't you, I mean you weren't messin wit my mind? Cuz I gotta tell you, that's all I could think about, my production level is well beneath my normal standard."

"Yes Ang, I was dead serious, Ed says he won't say anything to Norm until you say you'll at least meet him. You don't have to like him or make it work, just meet for a meal or something simple. Surely you can do that. What do you think, you ready to step out of your comfort zone?"

Taking my hand she was fighting tears, "Do you really think I can do this Amy? I mean, I've been anti-white dating for so long, what if I'm a bitch with him? I literally love how Ed is with you, I'm having a hard time thinking there could be another one like him."

"I can't answer the black/white thing for you Ang, that you have to get past on your own. I used to think like you did, but Ed broke that mold and I'm so glad he did. Ed says Norm is much like him but a bit wilder, I told him Norm sounds like your kind of man."

She nodded with a confused look on her face as she pushed her chair back to the workstation. At lunch she was the quietest of all, the others were excited that as of Friday I would be Mrs. Ed Perez, wanting to throw a hen party for me Thursday after work. I thanked them but politely declined, the last thing I needed in my life was a drunken bar crawl, nope, I'd stay home with my Eddy and make love. Walking back after we'd eaten Ang sort of held me back a few feet from the others so we could duck into the lady's room.

"Amy, I've made up my mind. It scares the crap outa me, I aint promising anything, but I'll meet him, when and where?"

"Let me talk with Ed, I think asking Norm to stand up at our wedding is what he had in mind, you two could meet there with plenty of others around to intervene if it doesn't go right. Ed says he's a lot like him, successful, laid back, business like when he needs to be and a pocket full of fun when he doesn't. Angie, this might be the one babe."

My supervisor asked me to stop in her office on the way back from lunch, she smiled and asked when the date was.

"This Friday, I'll need the afternoon off and then the next week if that's alright. I have over five weeks of vacation built up and a half dozen personal days. Hopefully I won't leave you in a lurch."

Motioning for me to take a seat she came around her desk and sat in the easy chair next to mine.

"Amy, you have been an asset to this office from day one, you have certainly earned some time off. On another matter, if you should decide to no longer work due to pregnancy or anything else let me know right away. I have a young lady in mind that I'd like to promote, in fact she'll be covering for you while you're gone. She recently covered for Janice when her son had mumps."

I knew who she was, "Oh, Jillian, I know her, she's sweet and a hard worker. Thanks for bringing this up, we want to start a family right away. Knowing I won't be hurting you or the department puts me at ease."

Audrey laughed, as I stood she asked, "How soon are you planning to start a family?"

I smiled, "Friday", turned and went back to my cubicle.

I could hear her laughing all the way down the hall.

Ed was waiting for me at the curb after work, opening my door he took my hand kissing it as he helped me in, I allowed my left leg to linger a moment so he could see up my skirt which produced a huge smile on his face. As he pulled away I lifted my dress enough to let him see the soft lacy tops of my stay ups, his smile only continued. Over supper we discussed my conversation with Angela, he was pleased she was willing to meet Norm.

I explained she was a bit on the wild side with how she dressed, she was never slutty but she knew she had it and tended to flaunt if she felt safe, oh, and she wore outlandish lipsticks, all different colors and usually with glitter in it. She isn't buxom, at the same time she isn't small, what she has matches her body perfectly as does her booty, she's on the short side at five foot five but in good shape, no muffin top for that gal.

Ed grinned, "He's gonna love her, he's always had a thing for darker girls, says they have an elicit look about them."

Friday came all too quickly and at the same time seemed as though it would never arrive. We met everyone in the courthouse entryway, Norm and Angela weren't quite sure about one another at the beginning, by the time the ceremony was over they were talking side by side, at dinner they talked almost exclusively to one another. In the lady's room I cornered Ang.

"Looks as though it's going pretty well. He's a cute bugger isn't he, and he obviously works out, did you check the way his chest ripples when he moves his arms. Dang girl, he's like an Adonis."

"Shit Amy, I wasn't ready for this. I thought he'd be a mister nerd ass thick glasses short peckered wimp, not so, this motherfucker has it all. Did you know he has a place on Foster Lake, says it's a dinky place of only four thousand square feet. That's three times the size of my apartment, I wanna fuck this guy Amy. Do you think I should?"

I wasn't sure how to respond, "Why don't you let him take the reins tonight, let him know you're available if he's interested but don't push yourself on him. Let him chase you a little, don't just give it away. You're on your own from here on kiddo, we leave in an hour and we aint comin back for five days."

"Really, where are you going?"

"I have no idea Angie, he told me to pack light because he's taking me shopping when we get there ... wherever "there" is. He said we'll be wheels up at nine. I'm so darned excited I feel like I'm gonna pee my pants."

When we pulled into the private area of the airport I was a bit confused. A man took our bags from the trunk carrying them to a jet, one of those Lear jet kinds of planes. Walking hand in hand I glanced his way seeing him smile, as we approached the jet he extended his hand helping me get on the steps pronouncing, "Your chariot awaits Mrs. Perez." My heart skipped a beat.

As we buckled I leaned into Ed, "Is this yours?"

He chuckled, "Oh gosh no, it belongs to a customer we just saved over a million dollars a year on their insurance package, this is a perk, all I have to do is pay the pilots and take care of fuel. It won't be any more than flying first class and we'll get there sooner without the airport hassles."

In a purring seductive voice I asked, "Where are you taking me husband? Will I be able to wear clothes at all over the next five days?"

"You, my darling, are going to Paris, and to answer the other question. When we're in the room we probably won't have much time for clothes, I know you're just off your cycle so we need to get back into practice. The jet that's bringing us home is a little bigger which means it has a bigger bathroom, we can join the mile-high club on the way back."

It was early morning when we arrived, the hotel had our suite ready, within a half hour we had showered and were sound asleep, waking just after noon. Jet lag was kicking our butts so we hung around the hotel most of the first day making love that evening right after we ate, then again just before ten, the second round was more along the lines of a good hard fucking than it was sensual, it was what we both needed. The next four days we ate breakfast in our room, lunches at little open street side cafes and dinner at one swanky restaurant or another. True to his word he kept me naked most of the time in our room, my reward was shopping each day, I never knew there could be so many dress shops and lingerie places in one city.

My suitcase was packed with oodles of sexy next to nothing bra and panty sets, I had no less than twelve new pair of silk stockings and a beautiful orchid colored garter belt in silk. The customs guys were gonna have a field day if they went through my suitcases, and that only covered my underwear, I had several dresses and other outer wear in his suitcase. I was shocked at the amount of money he spent. On our last night we lay in each other's arms after a slow sweet session of passionate love making. I needed to know.

"Eddy, you spent a ton of money while we were here and that didn't include the flight costs. Honey can you really afford this?"

He kissed the top of my head, my forehead and the tip of my nose before he spoke, "Listen Mrs. Perez, I'm only going to get married once, we're only going on a honeymoon once and yes, we can afford it and then some. I promised more financial information after we were married. As I told you before, we aren't filthy rich, but we're worth well over two million with over nine hundred thousand of that liquid, there would be penalties to access that money, but it's available if need be. Esme is about the same as me, a little more because she's been at it longer than I have."

I muttered softly, "Oh my goodness."

"I had told you we'd go to the bank on the Monday after our marriage, I intended to do that until Esme chewed my ass royally and told me in no uncertain terms that I was taking you to Paris for our honeymoon. We get home Thursday, we'll go to the bank Friday and get your name on all the pertinent documents including my life insurance."

I was flabbergasted, yes, I had money but not that kind of money. I would certainly have to be careful to maintain the look Eddy wanted which was one of success without being arrogant about it.

"Ed, I want to list my flat right away. I know of a realtor friend of yours named Norm who can likely help. What do you think?"

"I think that's what we should do, I want all your stuff in our house right away, I can hire some guys we insure that have a moving company. Why do you call it a flat, aren't those condo's?"

"They are, it's just something everybody who lives there calls them. I don't care what it's called other than sold. Can we contact Norm on Friday as well as go to the bank?"

I had called mom Friday after the ceremony and told her I'd call again when we reached our destination, when I called from Paris she could barely speak. "Oh honey, I'm so happy for you."

It was late afternoon on Thursday when we landed, by the time we made it through customs, got it all loaded into a taxi and made it home we were staring at seven thirty, I quickly called for Chinese take out to be delivered, preparing something to eat was very low on the list of priorities. There was no sex that night, we were content with a bit of foreplay and snuggle time, I woke with my pussy pressed tight to his hip and his hand on my breast, man, I could get used to this every morning. We quickly showered limiting play time to a minimum, we had things to do and people to see.

We met at the bank with the branch manager, a younger guy, around thirty I'd say but seemed smart as a whip, forty minutes later we walked out with me being added to his personal checking account, a debit and a credit card in my name and the best of wishes from the staff, an older lady commented "about time someone lassoed him". Next was his lawyer's office where he updated his will, from there we went to the office and sat with Esme for a short time visiting, talking about Paris, and updating all his insurances to include me.

On the elevator I turned to Ed, "Do we have rules concerning money and how it's spent, I plan to be a contributing member of this union."

"I've thought about that, why don't we do this? We set a maximum of five hundred for personal purchases without having to talk with the other, within reason, if you want a dress buy it, if you need underwear of accessories buy them, the trick is to not be foolish. Anything over five hundred we talk with one another, I check the bank every morning and I'll let you know if you should hold off or not, sometimes there's a lower balance than normal. Sound alright?"

I knew how to live frugally so that wouldn't be an issue, while I knew I'd struggle with the concept initially I liked the idea of buying a dress before waiting until it was marked down twenty bucks and hope they still had my size. The idea of buying lingerie and sexy undies to please Eddy was also exciting.

"Sure, that sounds good to me. If I want to get you something without you knowing how will I do that??

"Thought about that as well. When you get paid we'll set up an account in your name, have your paychecks deposited directly into that account, that way if you want to get something as a gift or surprise you can do that without it being on our joint account which I would see. Don't use your account for anything household, that comes from our joint account. Why don't we just bank your checks and funnel them into a college fund for the kids?"

Now I knew I was in heaven, sure, I always have a few thousand in my checking and am able to save three to five thousand a year, but this, this was way above anything I could have imagined. I determined I would continue to be frugal without being cheap, and as Ed had mentioned before, I would live well without being arrogant about it. New dress now and then, sure, designer name stuff, not for me, I'm still regular old Amy but feeling more secure than ever before. I would make my Eddy proud to have married me.

Jet lag was still an issue Friday night, he buried his face in my muff until I screamed and creamed on his face, I sucked his cock until he moaned and deposited a thick creamy load in my mouth. With my ex blowjobs were not something I enjoyed, first off, he wasn't circumcised and whether real or imagined I battled with what might be growing under that extra skin. I preferred a cut cock, which is what Ed possessed, long, thick, veiny, and always able to bring me to the brink of sexual insanity.

Oral sex with Ed it was different, I wasn't necessarily proficient at it but liked sucking his cock, I liked the fact that my mouth made him moan and twitch, when he put his hands on the sides of my head and softly face fucked me I nearly came each time as I considered the absolute control he had over my body and yet never abused me in any way. I would purse my lips extending them as far as possible and place my tongue along the bottom for more stimulation, it was something he told me he liked, I was happy to comply.

My body tingled as I felt his cock swelling inside my mouth, knowing my reward was on its way, I had previously felt grossed out if my ex asked me to let him cum in my mouth, with Ed I wanted it. I wanted to feel his warm thick creamy spunk hit the back of my throat as I gulped to swallow every ounce, I loved the thick tapioca pudding consistency as it slid down my throat, I even liked the taste of his cum, he ate a lot of fruit and vegetables which I've read sweetens the taste of semen. True or not I'm not sure, I just know I like Ed's sperm slithering past my tonsils and down my throat destined for my tummy.

We were tired and jet lagged enough we went to sleep immediately. Saturday morning I called Ang while Ed was doing yard chores. She was excited I was back.

"Good to have you back home girl, where did you go for the honeymoon? Paris? No shit? How fuckin cool is that? Girl if you don't want him I'll take him."

I laughed, "Take him my ass, I might take him in my ass, but I sure as hell aint letting you or any other woman anywhere near his dick. By the way, how did the date with Norm turn out?"

It was silent for five seconds or so, "As much as it pisses me off to say this, you were right, that white boys got some serious meat. I thought he was gonna ruin my pussy, he sure tore it up and made me cum like a damned waterfall. Fuck, he knew exactly what this ebony pussy needed."

"Wait, you mean you fucked him on the first date?"

"Oh hell no, it was on the second date which we started the next morning ... after I gave him a blow job on his boat he ate me in the hot tub ... and ... well the rest isn't relevant. We clicked, why not make the most of it, he's taking me dancing tonight, I'm tellin you girl, that motherfucker can move on the floor and in bed? And he aint no cheapo, wouldn't let me pay for a damned thing, told me to order whatever I wanted off the menu and never blinked an eye when I ordered the surf and turf."