Justin pulled me away from the crowd and took me outside. He almost forced me to take a Xanax.
“Honey, this isn’t going to work out so well if you start swinging at the bitch here. It’ll look like you’re the lunatic, even if you do yell out that she was giving your dad head. But how would that make your mom feel?”
Damn! He was right. I took the Xanax and let the thing calm me down. It did the trick and I still wanted to gouge that tramp’s eyes out, but my attitude changed into one of that revenge is best served cold. I would get her back somehow.
When the service at the funeral home was finished, we all made the procession over to the cemetery for the final words of departure.
I broke down as I passed by the casket for the last time. I don’t know what I would’ve done without Justin holding me up.
As we walked back to the limo, I looked up and off in the distance I saw a dark haired figure. We caught each other’s gazes and I knew for sure it was Preston. I clenched Justin’s arm and he looked at me, but when I pointed across the way, Preston had faded into the landscape. Had I imagined it because I wanted him there to say goodbye to Dad, or was he really there?”
We got into the car and I said to Justin, “It was him. I know it was. I locked eyes with him and it was the old Preston.” I’d whispered it to him because I didn’t want my mom to hear. He just squeezed my hand in return. The more I thought about it, the more convinced I was that it was him. His eyes weren’t shifty like they were the last time I’d seen him. He was different.
We went back to my mom’s where she was having an open house for the funeral guests. It was the last thing I wanted to do, but I didn’t have a choice. All the Middletons were there, and they’d been so supportive of me during this whole thing. My belly was in such turmoil that the last thing I wanted to do right now was eat. I shuddered at the thought.
“What is it?” Justin asked as he felt my body tremble.
“The idea of food makes me....bleh.” I made a nasty face.
“You need to try to eat a little something babe. It’s been since yesterday.”
Food. That was the last thing I wanted to think of right now. “Uh huh. I know. But I don’t want to hurl either.”
He took my face in his hands and kissed me softly. “Your lips are salty.”
“I’m surprised I have any dern tears left to cry after these last few days.”
“Terri, I hate to break it to you, but you have an endless supply.”
“Funny.”
“Not trying to be.”
I put my hands over his and looked up at him. “I wish you were. I need some funny in my life right now.”
He cleared his throat and offered, “Let me get you at least a little something to eat.”
“Ugh, okay.”
He suddenly grabbed me and crushed me against his chest and asked, “Have I told you how much I love you today?”
“Nope,” my throat suddenly thick with emotion.
“Yes I have.”
“I know. I just wanted you to tell me again,” I muttered.
Then he pinched me on my ass. Really hard.
“Ouch!”
“That’s what you get. Now I’m gonna make you eat more than a bite.”
“Hmm. Sounds like it might be interesting.”
“My girl has a naughty mind.”
“Yes she does, when it comes to her guy.”
“Damn Terri, you’re sexy when you talk like that.”
“I was hoping for sexy.” I kissed him then. “We better move or the guests will think we’re gross.”
“I don’t care if you don’t,” he smirked.
Then I pinched him on the ass...hard.
“Hmmm. That gives me all sorts of ideas.”
“I’m sure it does.”
“Does your mom have a garage?”
That question brought me back to that day at his parents and I felt myself flush, my heart rate kicked up a notch and I felt my panties becoming wet.
I felt him pulling me into a different room and heard the door shutting. “Don’t look at me like that Terri. It does all sorts of things to me that are very inappropriate here.” He took my hand and put it on his very hard erection. My lips parted as I sucked in my breath. I felt him lifting up my skirt as his fingers pushed the elastic of my panties aside.
“So ready. You feel so warm and slick.”
He started to move his fingers across that tiny spot of mine and I was breathing like a marathoner, until he put his mouth on mine. When he slipped his fingers inside of me I was done. I came around him, my muscles compressing against him.
“I want you in my mouth. Now.”
I unzipped his pants and watched him spring out. I took his velvety length in my hand, touching him from base to tip. Then I slipped my mouth around him, licking and sucking. I swirled my tongue around his tip and began the motion again until his hands were fisting my hair. I felt his thighs tensing up, indicating he was close and moments later, I felt the warmth of him as he came. I put him back inside his pants all nice and neat, and zipped and buttoned him back up. Then I rose to my feet and was rewarded the sexiest smile I’d ever seen.