Something Old, Something New

***

"I'm taking you out for dinner. You can't say no. You don't have an option."

Ainsley looked up at Parker and forced a smile. Little silver boxes that had labels on them surrounded them. In big bags were hundreds of tree ornaments that needed to be placed in those boxes. Parker had finally found something that his sister had agreed was a good wedding gift for the guests. Each guest would receive two tree ornaments. One had the bride and groom's engagement photo along with the date and time. The other would have a photo of the guests, taken at the wedding and mailed to them afterwards.

"Fine."

Parker grinned. It was two days before the wedding and he was happy to see she was close to getting back to normal. She had had what would be considered a small breakdown, but had continued to plan the wedding like a professional. Now it was crunch time and he saw in her eyes the glimmer of joy and excitement. This was why she loved planning weddings.

"Don't get too excited."

Ainsley continued placing the delicate ornaments in the boxes, but stuck her tongue out. Parker grinned.

"Let's go now. We can finish these tomorrow."

A few hours later, they were sitting in a small booth in the best pizza joint in town. They had shared a large pizza with everything, but anchovies and pineapple. Parker was allergic to fish and Ainsley believed pineapple to be a fruit and therefore should not be anywhere near a main course.

"So why did you want to become a wedding planner?"

"Do you want the long or the short answer?"

"We have time. Tell me the long version."

Ainsley looked into Parker's eyes and saw complete trust. She knew she could tell him everything.

"When I was seventeen I was engaged to be married to a guy named Jason. He was a few years older than me, but we were perfect together. He proposed the night of my high school graduation. I spent my first year of college planning my wedding. I was taking business administration so all my choice assignments had to do with the wedding industry. We got married on Christmas Eve. It was an amazing wedding. Two hundred guests. Everything was perfect. I loved the wedding planning part so much that the next morning I burst into tears realizing that I would never plan another wedding."

Ainsley looked up. She expected Parker to be smiling or making a funny face. Instead, he was sipping his coke while listening intently. She continued.

"He was supposed to move into the city with me because I still had two more years of college. He decided not to move and we were divorced by Valentine's Day. He had been having an affair with a friend of mine the whole time we were dating."

"I'm sorry." Parker reached out and squeezed her hand. This was painful for her to talk about, but for some reason he guesses that she had never told anyone these details before.

"So I went back to school and finished up my degree. I loved planning weddings so much that I planned three weddings the summer between second and third year. By the time I graduated, I had started my own business. I never dated until last year when I met Cameron. I thought he was different. He was different. He was honest and caring and told me he loved me. We were supposed to get married, but he kept changing his mind. I caught him with his secretary when I came home from work."

"So being a bitch to any guy that shows an interest in you protects your sanity."

"Yeah. I'm sick of getting hurt. I'm like the perpetual bridesmaid who never gets married. I'm through with dating, engagements, and weddings. I enjoy my work, but am never going through that again myself."

"Sounds like a smart plan. Sort of like why I moved out of my parent's house and work at the hotel."

"What do you mean?" Ainsley sipped her coke and leaned closer to Parker. Their feet were touching.

"Want to hear my sob story?"

"Sure".

"My sister has always been the favorite. I was pretty much ignored all through high school. I went to university and took computer science, but was told that I could only be a lawyer or an executive. I hate both careers. I've never had a serious relationship because every girl that I've dated has assumed that I will propose to her with a huge diamond ring and then allow her to sit at home and do nothing while I go to work. I don't have my parent's money and I never will. I work at the hotel because I want to. I don't want to be rich snobs like my parents."

"So why didn't you just say screw off when they told you you had to help with the wedding."

Parker laughed and then frowned a bit. He was thinking of the best way to answer. "I love my sister very much and it's not her fault that she was raised to be the way she is. She didn't want to go to Prague before the wedding, but Aaron has a tendency to find beautiful lonely women on his business trips. She asked me to help out and I couldn't say no."

"Oh." Ainsley glanced down at her watch for something to do. She saw it was almost eleven o'clock.

"Wow it's late. Can you drive me home?"

"Of course."

***

Ainsley fumbled with the keys to her apartment. She was having trouble concentrating and that was because Parker was grinding himself against her. She finally unlocked the door and flung it open. She pushed him inside and slammed the door, locking it quickly. Her purse, keys, and cell phone dropped to the ground and she jumped into his arms.

Parker grabbed her and carried her to the nearest flat surface. The kitchen counter was clear and he laid her back.

"You are way too good at flirting. You were driving me crazy all night."

Parker ran his hands down her body and began to undo her jeans. He slid them down her slender legs along with her pink satin panties. The moment they were off, he bent her legs back and began to lick her pussy. She was so wet that he licked up her juices first then sucked hard on her clit.

"Fuck! That feels good." Ainsley had sat up and was undoing her shirt and bra. She needed to be naked and needed it now. She threw her clothes on the ground then began pulling at his t-shirt. She watched as he fingered her with one hand while the other undid his jeans. She slid her legs down and nudged his jeans down his legs with her feet.

"You taste marvelous. Cum on my face baby."

Parker was stroking his thick member with one hand while the other was spreading her pussy lips. He would lick and then suck on her clit. Then while wiggling his thumb against her hard nub he could lick her pussy in circles. No matter what he did, she responded with cries and moans.

Parker felt her legs tighten and her breathing became hard and fast. He pushed his whole face into her pussy and held her hips tight. He bit gently down on her clit and felt as her pussy vibrated in an orgasm. He felt her try to push away, but he was stronger, holding her down so he could taste every drop of juice that was gushing out of her pussy.

Ainsley had a look of complete lust on her face. She didn't say a word, but pulled him up and kissed him. She did the most sensual thing in the world. She licked and sucked gently on his face, licking up the juices that glistened on his face. Once she was done, she grinned and rolled onto her back with her head hanging off the counter.

"Oh god baby you don't have to." Parker knew she wanted to suck his cock. He didn't want to stop her, but knew that most women didn't like it. He gasped as she gripped his cock tight and guided it in her mouth. "Mmm." Parker held the counter for balance. Here he was completely naked with a beautiful woman who was deep throating his cock perfectly. Her legs were spread wide and she was gently caressing her nipples. He was trying to hold back, but it wasn't working.

"I'm going to cum. Ainsley I'm going to cum!" Parker's voice was urgent. He tried pulling away, but she held on tight to his balls. He didn't want to cum in her mouth, but she wasn't giving him much choice. "I'm close!" Parker gritted his teeth and almost had his orgasm under control when she rubbed the vein under his balls. That brought him to orgasm so quickly that he closed his eyes, dizzy from the sensations. He felt her swallow three times. Each time he knew she was swallowing a mouthful of his hot cum. He pulled back and moaned as she licked the tip.

"Was that O.K.?" Ainsley had spun around and was sitting up on the counter again. Parker still had his eyes closed and was trying to make the room stop spinning. He didn't answer her. Instead, he took the few steps to her bed and fell down. Ainsley giggled and followed him.

"I'm assuming that means yes."

"Oh yeah. I have never cum so hard in my life. I'm normally good for another round, but you seriously wore me out. I'll wake you up by licking your pussy then we can go again."

Ainsley cuddled up against Parker and soon the two lovers were fast asleep.

Ainsley opened her eyes and shivered. She was cold. Her feet were cold as well as her breasts. She looked down and understood why. She was completely naked and the warm down filled duvet that normally kept her warm was lying completely on top of Parker. She pulled it gently, trying to get a corner to keep her warm, but Parker grunted and rolled from his side to his back, taking the blanket with him. Ainsley was wide-awake now and yanked the blanket so hard that it slid off him and onto the ground beside her.

She looked over and couldn't take her eyes off his cock. It was standing straight up with drops of precum on the tip. She saw the scratches on his chest from where she had scratched him last night. She couldn't remember when she had done that, but it was probably in the middle of the night when he rolled on top of her and thrust himself inside her while she was asleep. She had woken up with an orgasm, which was the best way to wake up.

Ainsley leaned over and gently licked the tip of his cock. She tasted his juices and then gently licked up and down his shaft. He moaned in his sleep, but looked like he was still sleeping. Ainsley continued licking while gently stroking his cock upwards with her left hand. Her right hand kept brushing her long blonde hair away from her face.

"What a way to wake up." Parker opened his eyes and watched as Ainsley wrapped her pink lips tight around his cock and began to suck. She sucked so hard that Parker felt the blood rush to the tip of his cock. He reached out to massage her butt with one hand while the other fondled her breasts.

"Is this to thank me for last night. I love licking your pussy. I'm not complaining." Parker groaned as Ainsley straddled his chest and continued sucking on his cock. She was facing his feet, which meant that he had a perfect view of her wet pussy. He saw how swollen it was and moaned when drops of moisture dripped out onto his chest hairs. He desperately wanted to pull her closer so he could lick her, but he knew that this was a chance for her to return the favor.

"Fuck, baby. Get a condom quick. I want to cum inside you so badly. Parker reached for a condom from the night table and the moment he felt Ainsley slide the condom onto his shaft he picked her up and impaled her on his cock.

He watched as his cock slid between her pussy lips, stretching her so much. He lay back and watched as she rode his cock exactly how he liked it. Strangely, everything felt perfect at this moment. He closed his eyes and thought about a few things. Ainsley would freak if she knew that as they had morning sex, he was thinking about how he rarely had sex with the same woman twice. He was the typical bachelor, going from one gorgeous woman to the other. Now he was satisfied with Ainsley.

"Fuck!" Ainsley was cumming hard and reached down to yank on his balls. Parker grunted and suddenly was cumming at the same time. The room was filled with the sounds of both of them panting and moaning.

Parker rolled to the side so Ainsley could slide off. He threw the condom into the garbage can beside the bed and then rolled back to face Ainsley.

"You're addictive."

"You are too."

"Thanks. Sorry to ruin the moment, but we should get up. We have fifty more ornaments to package and tonight is the rehearsal and then the dinner. I also have to meet with Erin and Aaron to go over the wedding. I already sent them all the plans yesterday. Today, I need to make sure they are happy with everything."

"Work and no play make Ainsley a cranky girl."

"That's not the saying but thanks for the effort."

Before Parker could smack her on the butt playfully, she climbed out of bed and ran to have a shower.

***

"Thank you so much for allowing me to meet you at your home. My office is still being fixed up so I'm working out of my apartment at the moment."

Ainsley looked from Erin to Aaron. There was tension in the room and she was trying to figure out what had gone wrong. She had been emailing and texting Erin for the past month, setting up the details of the wedding. Every detail was set to have the perfect holiday wedding.

"We appreciate the time and effort you've put into the wedding. Our trip to Prague put things in perspective. We've decided not to get married."

Ainsley blinked and tried to calm herself. Was Erin crazy? It was the day before the wedding. They had been home for over two weeks. Why hadn't they told her this before?

"Erin's parents will still pay you. I'm sure you're wondering why we decided this now. We looked over all the wedding plans and realized this wasn't our type of wedding. The flowers are too fancy, the location is too small. This isn't our wedding. I'm sorry we made you put so much time and effort into it, but as we said you will still get paid." Aaron was at least trying to look apologetic. Erin looked so smug as if this was a daily occurrence, canceling a forty thousand dollar wedding.

"Thank you for letting me know. Have you let your guests know?"

"Parker is calling them right now. He doesn't have a real job so he has time to make the calls." Erin smiled so sweetly that Ainsley wanted to smack her. It took a lot of willpower not to say what she was thinking.

"O.K. I will let the hotel and everyone know. I'll send out the bill by tonight."

"Thanks." Erin and Aaron got up and walked Ainsley to the door.

"Where is Parker right now? I should actually go help him with the phone calls."

"He's at his apartment probably. He rented this shithole of a place when he decided he wanted to be a free spirit." Erin smirked and Ainsley just smiled politely.

"Thank you."

Ainsley rushed to the car and pulled out and down the street. She got four houses away before she pulled the car over and burst into tears. She sobbed and whimpered as tears flowed down her face. It wasn't about the money. She was still going to be paid. It was the fact that the wedding wasn't going to happen. This was going to be such a beautiful wedding and they had decided that it was too extravagant. She rested her forehead on the steering wheel and cried until the first wave of emotion left her body. She blew her nose and after wiping her face with a cleansing cloth, she drove over to Parker's apartment.

She had to look up his address since she had never been over there. She got out of the car and walked up the steps to his front door. She wondered what he was thinking as he made the phone calls. Was he furious like she was or calm and reserved, knowing his sister better then she did?

She knocked on the door and waited. She knocked again, checking her cell phone to make sure she was at the right house. Finally, the door opened and she was face to face with a very familiar face. The woman was much younger than her with red curly hair. Her make up was smeared a little and although she wasn't wearing a bra, it was evident that not all of her was real. Not only did the fact that she knew the woman make her blood boil, she was dressed in only one of his t-shirts. She knew it was one of his because she had seen him wear it yesterday.

"I'm looking for Parker. Is he home?"

"He's on the phone making phone calls. Can I help you with something?"

Ainsley wanted to ask a million questions, but had one dire question that needed to be answered.

"You look familiar. Do I know you?"

"Yeah. I'm Alexa. I'm Kate's sister. You planned her wedding in October."

Ainsley barely got to her car before bursting into tears. She was having a bad day and it was only getting worse. She slammed the car door and drove erratically back to her apartment. It had started to snow a bit which was rare for this region. Although she was wearing a sweater and pants, she was chilled and needed to turn on the heat in the car.

She glanced out the side window and was shocked to see that instead of driving home she was driving towards Cameron's house. Not thinking straight, she picked up her cell phone and dialed his number.

"Hi Cameron, it's me Ainsley."

"Hey baby. I'm glad you called. Did you get my message?"

"No. What message?"

"The message I left with your new assistant, Parker. I think that's what he told me his name was."

Ainsley was furious. Cameron had called her and Parker had decided that the message wasn't important.

"What was the message?" Ainsley was speaking harshly, but she couldn't control her temper. The ground was covered in a thin layer of snow and she was struggling to drive safely.

"I'd rather tell you in person. Do you want to come over? We could pretend it's Christmas Eve and we could open presents together."

"Tell me."

"Jeez. I was calling to tell you that Tiffany and I broke up. She was getting so immature and demanding. I love you Ainsley. I always have. I know I was a jerk to cheat on you, especially with what happened with Jason and all."

Ainsley was so shocked she dropped her phone. She could hear Cameron talking, but couldn't see the phone. She crouched down to see if she could find it. Ainsley saw the bright lights shining through the front windshield but it was too late. She sat up and swerved, trying to avoid the oncoming car. There were lights everywhere and soon the world was spinning excessively fast. Ainsley closed her eyes and felt not only her, but also the whole car spinning.

"Fuck, I'm not dying today." Ainsley blurted out those words and then blackness overcame her.

***

"You're not fucking family. Get out!"

"You're not either."

"At least I didn't cheat on her."

"Yeah right. The only reason you like your job at the hotel is so you can fuck bridesmaids after they're too drunk to make a decision. I think that's called rape you know."

"The only bridesmaid I ever slept with was Tiffany and that was a pity fuck. I felt sorry for myself that on my thirtieth birthday not only was I not married with kids, I didn't even have a steady girlfriend."

"She's fucking unconscious. She can't hear you spew your lies and deceptions. Stop trying to be someone you're not."

"Enough! Both of you get out of here. I will not have this type of argument in my ward. Get out now."

Ainsley had drifted in and out of consciousness, but was clearly awake now even though she had her eyes closed. She had opened them briefly, but the bright florescent lights of the hospital hurt her eyes. She lay there thinking about many things until two very familiar voices began a loud argument. She couldn't figure out why Cameron and Parker were both at her bedside. She had never responded back to Cameron's admission that he loved her. Ainsley didn't love Cameron and never would. It didn't matter that he cheated on her. Things weren't going well before that and it was more a relationship of convenience.

Ainsley was confused why Parker was there though. It was evident he was dating that red head from the wedding. Ainsley tried to remember her name, but couldn't.

"Oh good you're awake. I bet those jealous men screaming and yelling woke you up. I'm Denise. I'm your nurse. Would you like some water?"