Angel Ch. 04

After dinner we all sat in the living room having what my mother liked to call cocktails. Really it was wine, beer and for my father, vodka and tonic. We were situated around the room comfortably, my mom and dad on the loveseat, my brother Brian, Diane and then Josh on the couch. Josh’s wife, Emily, was sitting in the overstuffed leather chair (on account of her bulging stomach) and Johanna and I were sitting on the floor against the fireplace, directly across from the sofa. Everyone seemed to be talking to each other and carrying on their own conversations. Josh looked at me.

“So,” he said. “How have you been?”

“Okay for the most part.” I smiled. “I see you’ve been busy.” I said nodding to Emily.

He smiled sheepishly. “Yeah, well, things happen.”

“So it seems.” I paused. “When did you get married?”

“Four months ago. It was a small ceremony, just our parents.”

I thought about this for a moment and then looked over at Emily. Well, I thought, she is more than 4 months pregnant. I looked back at Josh and he nodded his head.

“Yeah, it was a pre-honeymoon baby. Kinda happened I guess.”

“Uh-huh.” I looked down at my chipping nail polish and tried not to be hurt. Inside I was fuming, although I had no right to be, I mean after all I wasn’t here, but it still stung to see my first love married to someone else and her pregnant with his child. I sighed.

“Well, I am going to the kitchen to refill.” I said waving my glass. “Does anyone want anything?”

No one seemed interested so I stood and stepped over Johanna’s legs to walk to the kitchen. I saw out of the corner of my eye Josh getting up to follow me, but before he made it to the door, Emily grabbed his arm.

“Grab me a glass of juice would you?” She asked of him sweetly. He took her glass and nodded. She smiled and returned her attention to Jo, telling her of her baby name choices. I wanted to gag.

I made it to the refrigerator and opened it to retrieve the bottle of wine stashed in the door and I felt hands around my waist and a breath on my neck.

“God, I’ve missed you Angel.” Josh said into my hair. I stood still for a moment, deciding what to do. “I’ve missed you so much. You have no idea what it is like here without you.”

“Sure. And I guess Emily just happened to keep you company while pinning away for me huh?” I said sarcastically.

“Angel, it was a mistake. She said she was on Birth Control. How was I supposed to know?”

“Duh. Wear a fucking condom.” I snapped back, stepping away from him and closing the door to the fridge.

“I know. I know! It was stupid. I was stupid. But this happened and my mother and especially her father wanted us to get married for the sake of the baby. I didn’t want to do it. Honest.”

He stepped so he was in front of me, a hand on either side of my body, leaning on the counter. I held my glass with my left hand with my right crossed across my middle.

“Let me go.” I said

“Listen Angel, I need you.”

”What you need to do is let me go before your wife walks in here.”

“She won’t. Plus, I want to spend some time with you.”

I sighed. This was going nowhere. I had two choices: put him off or listen to what he had to say. I figured that he was going to say what he wanted anyway, so I might as well go with it.

“You never wanted to spend time with me before. I mean, all I was to you was a good fuck when you didn’t have a girlfriend and sometimes even when you did. I liked you Josh. I think I loved you at one point, but I am done now. Done. I have moved on, have my own life and you have yours. Don’t do this to me, or to you.”

“You don’t know what its like. She’s a bitch. We never fuck anymore. She sits on her ass while I work for her goddamn father. She complains and bitches about everything. When we do have sex, she’s like a fucking fish. Just lies there. I need you. I need to feel you again.” He nuzzled my ear and whispered, “I need to cum with you Angel. Just like old times.”

I leaned my head to the side and closed my eyes. God that felt good. Josh always had an effect on me, and he knew how to use his power on me. I moaned softly. “Yes.”

“Yes, Angel. You know you want me. Just like I want you. Need you.” He stressed the words. “I need to feel you.”

“Yes.” I said again, my body betraying me.

“Okay. Tonight, meet me at the old barn up the hill. You know the one. With the loft.”

“That old thing is still there?”

“Yes, Meet me there at 11. Don’t tell anyone you are meeting me. Just be there.” He kissed my mouth hard, darting his tongue into my mouth swiftly. “Please be there.”

“What about her?” I asked, nodding towards the living room.

“She’s asleep by 9 for sure. I’ll stay up doing some work I brought from the office. I do it all the time. She won’t have a clue.”

I bit my lip for a second and then took a swig from my glass. I sighed. “Fine.” I said, “I’ll be there.”

Josh’s eyes lit up. “You won’t regret it, I promise.”

He turned back to the fridge and I walked to the living room, reclaiming my seat next to Johanna. I never regretted being with Josh and some small part of me wanted to be with him again.

Before it got to late, Diane Hart left with a promise to stop by tomorrow to take me and Johanna shopping for some ‘real’ clothes. Obviously our city clothes weren’t to hip in our small town in PA. Moments later Josh and Emily rose and headed for the door as well.

“It was so nice to meet you finally,” Emily said to me after she gave me a hug good-bye. “I have heard so much about you. Angel this and Angel that. Its nice to put a face with a personality.”

I smiled, not sure of what to say. “Same here.” I said, because that was the first thing to pop into my head. She walked out the door ahead of Josh and when he hugged me goodnight he whispered again, “Be there.”

I pulled away and smiled and nodded slightly. He left after saying good-bye to my mother and Jo. With the door finally closed Jo looked at me.

“Holy Shit. You weren’t kidding!” She said. “He is one hot guy!”

I smiled. “Yup. He’s not too bad to look at.”

”Not bad? He is a fucking god as far as I’m concerned.” She paused. “Too bad he’s married.”

“Who said that had anything to do with it?” I said.

“You have got to be kidding me. Do you think he would go for that?”

“He is the one who asked me.”

“Are you kidding? Are you going to do it?”

“Yeah, why the fuck not? I’m entitled. And besides, his wife is a bitch he said.”

Johanna frowned. “I thought she was pretty nice.”

“Well, whatever. I am meeting him tonight at our old playground of sorts. Will you be okay here by yourself for a few hours?”

“Me? Hell ya. I am going to take a long hot bath in the huge bathtub and chill out for a while. This is my goddamn vacation and I want to enjoy it.”

“Okay, but only if you are sure. I don’t want to like dump you for a guy or anything.”

“Please. This isn’t 3rd grade.” Johanna said. “I’ll live. I just want to hear every detail.”

At 20 of 11 I stepped out the backdoor and into the cool night. The dew had already started settling into the grass and it made my feet wet. Small puffs of air could be seen each time I exhaled, but evaporated almost instantly.

I took the trail through the woods, which was worn from years of my brother and I running with our friends to the old barn with the loft. When we were younger, we begged to have a tire swing put in and eventually my father made it out there and put one up. Of course this meant hay had to be placed in a pile so we could jump off into, but I think it was done so my father knew we weren’t going to kill ourselves. 15 minutes later I breached the hill and saw the gleam of the roof from the reflection of the moon. I jogged the rest of the way into the opening and into the barn.

“Hello?” I whispered softly. I glanced around, hoping nothing was going to jump out at me.

“You came.” Josh said from the corner of the barn. He walked towards me. He was bare-chested and my breath caught.

“Yes.”

“I’m so glad.” He said, closer now so that he was able to take my head into Ü¥e

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After dinner we all sat in the living room having what my mother liked to call cocktails. Really it was wine, beer and for my father, vodka and tonic. We were situated around the room comfortably, my mom and dad on the loveseat, my brother Brian, Diane and then Josh on the couch. Josh’s wife, Emily, was sitting in the overstuffed leather chair (on account of her delicate situation) and Johanna and I were sitting on the floor against the fireplace, directly across from the sofa. Everyone seemed to be talking to each other and carrying on their own conversations. Josh looked at me.

“So,” he said. “How have you been?”

“Okay for the most part.” I smiled. “I see you’ve been busy.” I said nodding to Emily.

He smiled sheepishly. “Yeah, well, things happen.”

“So it seems.” I paused. “When did you get married?”

“3 months ago. It was a small ceremony, just our parents.”

I thought about this for a moment and then looked over at Emily. Well, I thought, she is more than 3 months pregnant. I looked back at Josh and he nodded his head.

“Yeah, it was a pre-honeymoon baby. Kinda happened I guess.”

“Uh-huh.” I looked down at my chipping nail polish and tried not to be hurt. Inside I was fuming, although I had no right to be, I mean after all I wasn’t here, but it still stung to see my first love married to someone else and her pregnant with his child. I sighed.

“Well, I am going to the kitchen to refill.” I said waving my glass. “Does anyone want anything?”

No one seemed interested so I stood and stepped over Johanna’s legs to walk to the kitchen. I saw out of the corner of my eye Josh getting up to follow me, but before he made it to the door, Emily grabbed his arm.

“Grab me a glass of juice would you?” She asked of him sweetly. He took her glass and nodded. She smiled and returned her attention to Jo, telling her of her baby name choices. I wanted to gag.

I made it to the refrigerator and opened it to retrieve the bottle of wine stashed in the door and I felt hands around my waist and a breath on my neck.

“God, I’ve missed you Angel.” Josh said into my hair. I stood still for a moment, deciding what to do. “I’ve missed you so much. You have no idea what it is like here without you.”

“Sure. And I guess Emily just happened to keep you company while pinning away for me huh?” I said sarcastically.

“Angel, it was a mistake. She said she was on birth control. How was I supposed to know?”

“Duh. Wear a fucking condom.” I snapped back, stepping away from him and closing the door to the fridge.

“I know. I know! It was stupid. I was stupid. But this happened and my mother and especially her father wanted us to get married for the sake of the baby. I didn’t want to do it. Honest.” He stepped so he was in front of me, a hand on either side of my body, leaning on the counter. I held my glass with my left hand with my right crossed across my middle.

“Let me go.” I said.

“Listen Angel, I need you.”

”What you need to do is let me go before your wife walks in here.”

“She won’t. Plus, I want to spend some time with you.”

I sighed. This was going nowhere. I had two choices: put him off or listen to what he had to say. I figured that he was going to say what he wanted anyway, so I might as well go with it.

“You never wanted to spend time with me before. I mean, all I was to you was a good fuck when you didn’t have a girlfriend and sometimes even when you did. I liked you Josh. I think I loved you at one point, but I am done now. Done. I have moved on, have my own life and you have yours. Don’t do this to me, or to you.”

“You don’t know what its like. She’s a bitch. We never fuck anymore. She sits on her ass while I work for her goddamn father. She complains and bitches about everything. When we do have sex, she’s like a fucking fish. Just lies there. I need you. I need to feel you again.” He nuzzled my ear and whisperehis hands. He kissed me softly, and I swayed on my feet. “God I miss that.” He sighed. I pulled away to look at him. I wanted to hit him, yell at him, anything to let him know how mad I was at him for all those years he toyed with me.

“Why did you ask me here?” I asked.

“Why? Because I wanted to see you. Alone.”

“But why? I mean, when I left here, moved to Baltimore you didn’t seem to care.”

”I know, I know.” He moved back so he was sitting on the bale of hay.

“It seemed to me that every time you came back to me, every time we had sex, I thought ‘this is it. We are going to be together now’. And every time, you’d find a new Barbie doll girlfriend.”

“Angel, it was more complicated than that.” He sighed, and reached for my hand. Obediently, my feet moved toward him, standing now between his legs. “It couldn’t have worked. You father would have killed me if he knew.”

”My father has nothing to do with this. It was your deal, not mine. I…” I trailed off, biting my lip.

“You what?”

“I loved you. I would have done anything you asked. Since we were kids, I wanted to be something to you. The day in my basement, I thought that was the beginning. You took my virginity and then left. Just left.”

“Angel, baby, I didn’t mean to do it that way. It happened. I am not sorry it happened, but I did want you. I did like you. I do like you.”

“Josh, what do you want really? I don’t think I should be here.” I said and tried to pull away. Instead of letting go, Josh leaned against me, pressing his cool face against my stomach. I felt his breath through my shirt. He wrapped his hands around my back, starting to caress my ass.

“I want you Angel, right now. Please, let me have you.” He asked, nuzzling against me, his hands lifting my shirt in the back.

“No, Josh. I can’t let you do that to me again. It will be too much when I have to leave.” I sighed as I felt his hand creep up to my breasts. I closed my eyes.

“Oh yes, Angel, you can. You want to.” He said sliding my shorts low on my hips, caressing with his thumbs as he went.

I rested my hands on the top of his head, letting him explore my now more womanly body with his. He lifted my shirt in the front, kissing me softly on my stomach, trailing his tongue lower, and nipping at the waistband of my cotton shorts. Lost in a world of sensation, I allowed Josh to lower them, and he kissed feverishly as he went.

The shorts dropped below my ass, exposing my shaved pussy. I heard Josh inhale deeply, and he looked up to me and smiled.

“Goddamn, Angel. You have really grown up.” He followed this statement by rubbing his fingers over my slit, and I felt a heat radiate from between my legs. I let out a soft breath. He continued to tease the outside, never penetrating, but playing the outer lips and center until I felt I was going to cum right then. Slowly Josh slid one long finger into my fold and I let out a moan, instinctively arching into his hand.

“See Angel,” he said moistening a second finger for penetration. “You need this. You need to feel my cock in you.”

I nodded, urging him with my hips to continue. Slowly he twirled his fingers in my juices, pulsing slowly in and out, using his thumb now on my clit, building me up to frenzy. I griped his shoulders, afraid to fall over if I didn’t support myself.

“Cum for me Angel. I want to feel you cum on my fingers. Yeah, that’s good. You like that huh? My fingers in your pussy, making you cum. You feel so good!” Josh said, quickening his pace, when I began to moan loudly. I rocked against him, wanting my orgasm hard and brutal. My legs began to shake and tense as it started, each second better then the one before until I finally subsided.

Josh stood up and slipped my shirt over my head and easily unsnapped my bra. My breasts were instantly crushed to his chest, as his mouth came down on mine for a kiss. I could taste my juices on his lips, and loved every second of it. I rubbed my hands over his shoulders and back, feeling the muscles he had accumulated over the years. I slipped down to his jeans and eagerly undid the leather belt. I next unbuttoned the fly and unzipped it. His hard cock erupted into my hands.

Hurriedly, Josh pulled away and pulled his jeans off his hips and stepped out of them. He had to take off his sandals to get the cuffs off, and did so with ease. Standing naked in front of me I realized fully how much he had grown too. His abs were chiseled and cut, defined shoulders and large arms matched his easily 230 pound body. A trail of light colored hair trailed from his navel to groin, almost invisible in the dark barn. His erect penis bobbled when he stood upright.

Quickly, I shed the rest of my clothes, standing almost shyly in front of him. My nipples were erect mostly from the chilly air, but mostly from arousal. My hands wandered down my flat stomach, lightly skimming my hips and thighs. My salon induced tan looked deep in the waning moon, but Josh looked at me through liquid eyes.

“My god Angel…You are beautiful. I don’t remember you this way.” Josh said.

Suddenly embarrassed, I crossed my hands over my chest, like I did when I was 16. “I don’t think we were ever naked together.” I said. “We always did it with mostly clothes on, my skirt hiked just enough to get your dick wet.” Josh turned a deep shade of red; embarrassed it seemed at the thought of his behavior those years ago.

“I’m sorry Angel,” He said, pressing himself close to me again. “Please, let me feel you. I need to feel you around me.” Kissing me deeply, he moved my body with his closer to the bale of hay. His hand roamed over my naked body and I could feel the dew begin to settle around us. I wasn’t cold at all and the heat was radiating between our bodies.

Josh sat, pulling me with him, hiking my leg up to straddle him. I could feel his prick at the center of our bodies and the hard mass was pressing against me. I pulled away from out kiss and positioned myself over his cock. With my left hand I held his dick and guided it in side me. I settled around him, slowly dropping my pussy down. I winced from him stretching me, filling me inch my glorious inch.

When I got all of him in, I paused and smiled. “I don’t remember you this big.” I said.

“I don’t think I ever felt anything so tight as your pussy.” He said back. Leaning over, he took a freed breast into his mouth, taking over the erect nipple, flicking his tongue back and forth over it while I started to ride him. Holding onto me, his large arms and strong hands guided my body up and down his shaft, bouncing me over and over.

I held onto his chest, grinding my pussy against him, wanting him deeper and deeper. My breath was ragged and deep, and soon my breaths turned to moans. Rhythmically he fucked me, seemingly driving deeper and deeper each time. Slowing, I started to protest, but he shushed me, lifting me, still impaled on his rod. Walking a few feet to the one of the barn walls, he leaned me against the old quilt that was hanging there.

“Hold on,” he said pointing above to the tack rack above my head. Obediently I did, stretching a little to get a good grip. He held just below my hands, allowing him to propel him self into me. He stared to slowly work his cock in and out, bouncing my tities with each thrust. He began to increase speed, and he gritted his teeth.

He slammed into me over and over, driving his thick cock into me again and again. The barn was filled with my screams and his occasional grunt. He moved his hands down to my ass, and began an assault on my pussy that I have never felt. All his strength when into each thrust, causing a scream with each jab. Only seconds away from cumming again, I held onto his head.

“Fuck me, Josh! Fuck me harder. Harder!” I was screaming his name louder, daring him to tear me in half. “Oh God! I’m gonna cum!” I screamed at last. Josh leaned into me.