Water Ch. 132 - Right Side Of Wrong

                                                 

 

The limo was waiting for them when they walked outside.  Arm in arm they walked out, and really tried to pretend that there weren’t any photographers or fans standing there. They were pretending it was just the two of them.  And they both wished it was that easy, to make them all go away.

Jon mumbled in her ear, “I’m going to take your panties off with my teeth, and then I’m going to lick you all over.”  He smiles.  And that makes Beth giggle, for the fans and the photogs, that was priceless.  Flashes and shout outs were surrounding them and they did their best to ignore them.  But when someone calls your name, it's reflex to look.  Jon has it mastered, to not look, but Beth not so much.  Tonight, she didn't care.  She wasn't a secret, but she wasn't official either and she had had enough of hiding and secrecy.  They got into the car trying their best to ignore the calls for them to look one way or another.  

Once inside the car, behind closed door, Beth is fair game and Jon was taking advantage of that.  Sliding his finger up her leg, rubbing back and forth under her garter, Jon asks “Are you sure that you want to go home?” 

Pinning her rockstar to the seat in the back of the limo, Beth reaches over and puts the partition up.  And then focuses her attention on the man that is joyfully pinned under her. She leans over, kisses him, just a little.  With her left hand she reaches down between her legs and works at the zipper and button on his pants.  Once they are undone, with a little of finesse and a lot of want, she slips her panties off and with ease, slides down the shaft that was waiting for her.  Jon can’t believe that she is doing this in the back of the car, but it’s so hot, so sexy – he has to go with it.  With his hands on her hips, he tries to reach up and kiss her – but she’s refusing kisses, of any kind.  With that driving Jon mad, it was also a bigger turn on for him. He’s thrusting against her, with his hands on her hips and she is taking it all in, one thrust at a time.  They pay no attention to the cars next to them, behind them or even to the man that’s driving them.  Jon and Beth wanted to fuck, and that’s exactly what they did.  He loved to be buried deep inside her and longed for it day after day.  She loved having him join her, and would take it every chance she was given – but lately there time was limited and so was their privacy. 

Beth, being fucked in the backseat of a limo, makes her feel sexy and she is loving all that he has to give her.  She braces herself with her hands on the roof and Jon takes advantage of that, reaching up and pulling her dress down.  The straps where spaghetti and they didn't hold up to the force of his pull.  Exposing her breasts, he takes one into his hand and one into his mouth.  Beth is in heaven and as soon as he has her breast in his mouth, she loses it.  Grabbing him by the hair, she slams down on him - hindering his ability to move.  "You like that?"  He asks her.

Shaking her head and practically convulsing from the orgasm that she is about to have, all she can muster to say is, "MmHmm!"  Jon tries to get going again, wanting to give her what she is so close to feeling, but she's tough.  She's not ready for this to be over.  She knows that as soon as she gets off, he's right behind her and then they'll be done.  She doesn't want this to be over.  "Don't move."

He runs his hands up her breasts, kneading them like he was gently kneading dough.  Beth takes his hands and pins them above his head.  Once his hands are secure, she starts to move.  First, slowly up and down.  Adding in a circle and then more up and down.  The random figure eight drove him to the edge, and she kept him there.  She loved the look in his eyes when he was about to get off.  She loved when he'd get off, period.  His whole body tenses, and then relaxes.  His breathing would go shallow and then it would be deep and fast.  He needed to be touching her, in anyway, when he was going to cum.  He would drive his tongue down her throat and his hands were non stop.  Her favorite part is when he is right at the end, when his whole body goes limp.  His sigh is deep and relaxing.  She  loved the nights that they would fall asleep, still together as one. 

She kept him at the edge for long enough.  All she needed to do was let go of his hands and put her lips on his.  As soon as he could touch her and tongue her, he was done.  Darting his tongue in and out of her mouth, he grabbed her tight and buried himself deep in her and had one of the best orgasms he's had in a long time.  Deep within her and deeply in love with her, he is completely satisfied.  He smiles at her and pulls her dress back up over her breasts.  Once he has her put back together, her breasts covered he asks her again, "Are you ready to go home?"  Looking out he can tell that they are almost home.  A few more minutes on 35 and they will be home.

She kisses his forehead and says, "Yeah, I'm ready.  What about you?"

"Baby, you wiped me out.  I'm ready." He wraps his arms around her and pulls her close.  And this time, she goes limp on him.  She didn't want to move, but as she felt the car making the turns and slowing down, she knew she had to put her panties back on.  Which she did in just enough time.  The car was in the driveway and they were home.  The driver let them out and they went inside.

Greeted by the quiet and darkness, the two of them went right upstairs to their bedroom.  Jon tosses his coat on the easy chair on his side of the room and says, "I'm hitting the shower, are you coming?"

"I just did." she plays with him and he laughs at her attempt to be funny.

"Come on, shower with me babe."

Grabbing her cell phone from her purse she tells him, "I want to check my voicemail, I'll be there in a minute."

"Hurry up."

"Yeah, yeah."

Jon jumps in the shower and Beth listens to her voicemail.  One was from her doctor's office confirming her appointment for Monday and one from Dorothea.  Beth hears her voice and her heart sinks.

"Hi Beth, it's Dorothea.  I'm sorry to bother you.  I'm not sure if Jon mentioned it or not, but when we were in therapy today it was suggested that maybe you could come in and meet me and with my therapist.  He thinks it might help me, to talk with you in a controlled setting, to deal with some of the issues I've been having.  I don't expect you to understand this, but when  it was brought up to Jon today, he said it was out of the question and that you wouldn't even know it was asked.  Like I said, I don't expect you to understand, but could you give the doctor a call?  Jon has his number.  Thanks."  and that was all she said.  Beth listened to it one more time, making sure she heard it right.  She did. 

 

Setting her phone on the bed, she runs it all through her mind.  What should she do?  She knows that she is livid.  Jon's meeting today was with Dorothea and her therapist?  Why did he hide that?  He didn't lie to her, literally.  He told her that he had a meeting, never said who it was with and she never thought to ask.  He was with her, while she was at home with their kids.  Beth knows that Jon hid this on purpose and she knows why, but that doesn't make it right, or acceptable. She decides that Beth Adams is done laying down and taking all this shit and having to deal with it.  This woman will never let them be free. 

 

Stripping as she heads to the shower, she drops her clothes on the floor along the way.  When she gets into the bathroom, she steps into the shower with Jon and rubs he hands up his back.  He turns around and takes her into his arms, kisses her head and asks, "Did you enjoy your night?"  Rubbing her all over, focusing on her baby bump.  "How are they doing?"

 

Beth puts her hands on his arms and gently guides him out of the way of all the jets.  She wants the water and he's in the way.  Once she gets in the stream, she tilts her head back and gets her hair wet.  "I had a voicemail from my doctor.  OB appointment on Monday - do you have any meetings on Monday?" 

 

He thinks for a minute, "Nope, I don't think so.  What time is it?"

 

"It's at 3:30."

 

"Ok.  I'll be there, we could do a little shopping before if you want to?" he says.

 

"Yeah, that would be nice.  Get some baby things, and I noticed Romy is growing like a weed.  They all need new clothes, but so do you." she pokes him in the belly.  "You need clothes more than anyone."

 

He has the loofah and he's soaping it up, "Fine, we'll make a day of it.  We'll shop before the doctor, turn around."

 

Beth turns around so he can wash her back.  She stands there and loves what he's doing, he goes down her legs, make he pick up her feet, he scrubs her feet.  She loves when he pampers her.  She knows that he loves her.  "Honey, who was your meeting with today?'

 

"Ken.  Why?'