Talking It Up With Jill Ch. 04 Pt. 02

"You okay?" I asked softly, kissing the top of her head.

"Mm hm... Just need to..." she swallowed audibly, "...take a break, you know?"

"'Course."

Cedric stood up and downed a glass of water.

"Oh, man," he said, looking around as he wiped his face with his shirt. "I guess... I should probably go?"

I nodded up at him and he started gathering his things.

"So...I'll just get back to you about them gate handles," he said.

"Yeah, hold up a second before you leave," I said.

Jill was still hugging my arm and resting her head against my shoulder. I heard her swallow, then coil her arms tighter around me.

"Hey,...babe," I said gently, giving her head a kiss. "Let me go talk to him for a second, okay? I'll be right back and then I'll take care of you, 'k?"

"Hmmm. K," Jill moaned softly. She took a deep breath and kissed my cheek, looking up at me with her eyes closed and opening them with a tired smile. I brushed the hair from her face, kissed her forehead, then brought up the back of the chair for her. She curled up into a ball and turned sideways to rest against it.

"Cedric," I said, walking over to where he was waiting for me by the front gate.

"Is she all right?"

"Yeah she's all right. I wanted to talk to you a sec' before you leave."

"Sure."

He looked around, a silly grin sneaking across is face.

"Say, look man," I said, looking him dead in the eye... "Not really much work left on the fence, and you'll be leaving for college or whatever at the end of the summer and all... And I know it's still on the schedule to get those handles on and, pretty much be done."

"Yeah," he said, shaking his head with a grin and running his fingers over his afro, pulling at it nervously.

"Right." I stared at him. "So... you seem like a nice kid. We like you. But I need to know you can be smart. Can you be smart?"

"Sure."

"I hope. 'Cause if you can't, we'll never see each other again."

Cedric stared at me for a moment. He looked over at Jill, then back at me.

"I can be smart, Mr. Holden. I hear what your sayin'."

"Yeah? 'Cause listen. I even think you talked about this to anyone, your knucklehead friends...even people you only know online? and I do see you? Not good for you. Follow?"

"I follow you."

I studied Cedric. He maintained eye contact for the long moment I stared at him. This had a lot to do with me believing him.

"I need to see how Jill is...overall."

Cedric nodded.

"Remember... We trusted you today. The important thing here is Jill. She's the most important person in the world to me. I'm not just asking, I'm telling you to respect that. She's nice to you and she likes you. She's been respectful toward you, so... Respect her, and what I just said. And by that I mean be smart. If you're not? Jill would be crushed. I'd be pissed, and then you'd be crushed. Literally. Follow?"

"Uh huh. You don't have to worry."

"Well I'm gonna anyway. Just...be smart," I said.

Cedric surprised me by holding out his hand. We shook.

"So...should I...?"

"Just...wait 'til you hear from me. We'll know if you come over again. Okay? I need you to leave today knowing you might not be able to come back at all, and even then, be smart."

"All right, Mr. Holden."

Cedric left, turning to glance at Jill once more before leaving through the front gate.

I walked back over to her, scooping her up in the ball she was already curled up in and took her inside and upstairs for a shower. I got in there with her and turned the temperature up and set the heads for gentle, then just stood there hugging her, for as long as she wanted. It turned out to be a pretty long time. Then, after letting me gently wash her, Jill spoke up.

"Mm,.." I heard her start to speak.

"Hm? What's that, honey?"

She looked up at me and sighed.

"I think I went black," she said with a chuckling and raspy whimper, feigning a bit of a nervous look with her eyes.

I gave her a friendly smile. She rest her head back against my chest.

"And I'm afraid to go back," she added with the same worried soft chuckle in her voice.

"Yeah?" I asked, leaning back to look down at her.

Jill looked up at me and nodded.

'Little sore,' she mouthed, illustrating the point with her thumb and index finger to show how little.

"Mm, baby," I mumbled sympathetically as I caressed her cheek. She managed a smile and went back to hugging me.

I didn't say anything else, still feeling out where she was in her head at this point.

"Louis? I'm pretty sure I know the answer to this, but...did you want that to happen?"

I took a moment before speaking, looking down at Jill and taking a deep breath.

"I'm going to answer you, but I just want to explain first. Okay?" Jill nodded. "I didn't think of making it, or letting it happen. You know I wanted Cedric to see you in that swimsuit, but I meant it when I said I'd like anyone to see that. But I wanted him to. I asked you to tease him when you walked by." I took in another deep breath as Jill looked up at me, waiting for me to continue. "I can't deny that once he started to I wanted to see him put that lotion on you. At first, in a kind of funny way, 'cause I knew how you'd react." Jill playfully stepped on my foot.

"And, when he started..." I took another deep breath. "When he started Jill...I wanted to see him touch you. I knew he was getting into it... I could see it, and I wanted to see you get into it too, even if reluctantly. And...you were going along with it, the lotion thing... And as he got bolder and bolder, I didn't want to stop him. If you had seemed upset or totally flat out annoyed or not cool with it, of course I would have, but..." Jill took my hands in both hers and held them up between us as I continued.

"...there was a point where...where you did react to him touching you...and...then I couldn't help but imagine him taking you right there. At first I hadn't thought of wanting to actually see it happen, but then...after a point I wanted it to. And...God, when he started touching you between the legs...and..." I swooned upon thinking the next thing I said, "...and when you helped him remove your bikini..."

"I have to tell something about that, but finish first," Jill said.

"...and then he removed his clothes and climbed over you...I wasn't prepared to stop it. I could have, but I didn't want to. I was glad you didn't. I was glad you let him. I wanted you to. I...I wanted it to happen, yes."

"Mm, that's kind of what I figured," Jill said softly. "You did seem surprised at one point, but then...you didn't."

"Do you take issue with that, Jill?" I asked, kissing our folded up hands.

"No just...pointing it out, that I noticed."

"Fair enough. What about you? Did you want it to happen?"

"Well...no." I must have immediately looked worried, because right away Jill brought our hands up and held them to her face. "Louis, honey...it's okay. I understand all that you said. I could have stopped it if it was something I just couldn't be a part of. And...I mean, I wouldn't, couldn't be a part of it...except for you, for reasons you just said; for reasons concerning your fantasy... I guess, in a way I was able to be a part of it happening, even if I didn't want it to happen, because of that. Does that make sense?" I nodded. But Jill wasn't satisfied. "Ohhh!" she whined. "I don't want you to think I wanted it to."

"Jill, I get it. All you're saying is you weren't gunning for it to happen to begin with, and when it did, when you let it...it was to do with my fantasy. You let yourself go...and be a part of it, for those reasons."

Jill took a deep breath and let it out real fast.

"Yesss. That. So... You're not mad that I didn't want it to happen to begin with, like you?"

"No, Jill. I'm not. And letting yourself be a part of it for those reasons is okay with me."

"And you're okay that I did, go along."

"I just told you I was glad you did, silly."

"Ohhh." Jill was clearly frustrated. "I know you said that. I'm just paranoid. I would never start or want any of this but for you, so I'm just a little paranoid."

"Well don't be. We're okay. Okay?"

"'K."

Jill pulled me to her for a kiss.

When she let me go, I asked her, "Do you want it to happen again?"

She stared up at me, then bit her lip and looked to her side, thinking.

She let out a sigh. "I know you want me to. To let it," she said, looking up at me with complete sincerity.

"Well, forget what I want. I'm asking you."

"I can't forget you what you want, Louis. I could never go through with anything like this if I didn't think about what you want. Okay?"

"Okay," I chuckled, smiling down at her. I kissed her forehead and she closed her eyes when she saw it coming. I studied her for a moment, reaching up to brush away the drops of water under her eye. "But... that can't be enough," I told her with a friendly smile. "Okay? That's the thing. So tell me. Baby do you? Want it to happen again? Or, how about this: would you let it?"

Jill hugged me tight and again we stayed like that, with me doing or saying nothing until she was ready. I felt my cock harden against her. She took in and let out a deep breath when she felt it but never took her eyes off me.

"Hmmm," she moaned, more so from feeling than thinking. I think that, because she seemed very comfortable with how we were talking about everything that just happened, like we'd done before. She continued. "If...if I could just...relax a little, you know? He's big," she said, bouncing on the balls of her feet for emphasis as she looked around.

"I know," I said, caressing her cheek with my thumb.

Her eyes found me again.

"But it's more than just that, Louis... He's so young."

"He's a man."

"A young man. And he's barely a man. Well, barely old enough to be, that is."

"Okay," I said.

"And I'm serious about that... I'm not so sure I've reconciled with the issue. And I need you to understand that," she said, looking up at me.

"Okay."

"But, before I get into that...I was wondering, what were you and Cedric talking about before he left? I hope it was nothing gross."

I just stared down at Jill, smiling as I held her.

"What?" she asked.

"You wanna know what we were talking about?"

"Yes."

"I was gonna tell you anyway, but... Okay," I leaned down and gave Jill a hug, then slowly reiterated nearly word for word everything I'd told Cedric before he left, periodically kissing her for emphasis. When I was done, she stared up at me, blinking.

"Just so I'm sure I understand," she said, "as far as it is right now, this moment, he's not coming back."

"No. I mean, correct. He's not coming back. I'll find those damn gate handles myself, or make 'em if I have to. And I don't care how much he wants to come back or what I want to happen. My only concern is you. And if he were to just show up I'd turn him away because it means he really didn't get a damn thing I said to him. So no, unless he hears from me, he's not coming back. And if he was paying attention, then he knows he might hear from me and then still can't come back, and even then he's on notice."

"But he wants to...come back. Right?"

I just stared at Jill.

"Right," she said, looking around. "Of course he does." Then she looked back up at me. "Did you really tell him that? That I was the most important thing about all this and so special and all the rest?"

Again I looked around, but this time with an exaggerated look of disbelief. "Of course I did. Are you our of your mind?"

Jill stifled a nervous chuckle, biting her lip. There was a sudden happy glow about her, like finding you have a secret admirer when you least expected it or something.

"Sorry. Of course you did." She stared up at me. "Goodness and you even threatened him?"

I nodded. "Of course I did. Are you out of your mind?" I repeated on purpose in tone and pitch.

Jill laughed and immediately checked it, looking away so she didn't have to hold it in. When it subsided she bit her lips together and looked up at me, once again taking in the seriousness of the things I'd said about her and told Cedric.

"Okay?" I asked.

"Okay."

"Okay, so now," I said. "So where were we?"

"Mm, I was telling you that the whole difference in age thing really bothers me."

"Still creeps you out?"

"I guess that's not the word. Well, it was, but now it's just...I dunno. It just...feels wrong. Before it was creepy to think about, just the idea of it...and now, since something's happened, it feels kinda wrong... I just feel like I can't believe myself."

"Baby, no... I can't tell you what to think or feel, or even blame you... But I can tell you what I think and know, and that is that you...you are a good, good person, Jill. I could get into why that's true a million ways from Sunday..." Jill smiled as I went on, "...But the bottom line, as far as I'm concerned is this: you are a good person. In here," I said, poking her in the forehead, "and in here," I said, poking her repeatedly in the chest, "where it counts most of all."

Jill wrapped her arms tight around me.

"I like hearing the person I love most in the world tell me how he sees me as a person," she said, pressing her cheek against my chest.

"Mmm, okay," I said, squeezing her tight and then holding by the shoulders and looking down at her. "So...I really and truly am listening to what you're telling me, about this age difference thing, okay? Don't think that's lost on me. I do want to remind you of something though. Something that might, I dunno, put the age difference issue into context in such a way that might help you to get past it and...maybe let yourself go? Can I?"

"Go ahead," she said softly, staring up at me.

"Well, remember a few years back, when I first brought up my fantasy, and I was telling you how to me it didn't matter the man's appearance or social status? You remember that?"

"Yes."

"I also said maybe he's young... 'Very' young if I recall, or at least something like that, emphasizing youth."

Jill sighed. "I remember most of that, but...'very'?"

"I think I did. And I told you I'd thought of you and those kids breaking in to skinny dip, or whatever they were doing. You even asked me if I was, and I told you yes."

Jill looked at me. "Okay... Okay I remember that," she admitted, biting her lip. "But-"

"But...you asked me that, I admitted to it...and the "but" is...we moved on. Right?"

"Mm, yes..."

"We moved on, with talking about the fantasy and I'm sure you remember liking it. You were able to like the part where I said he,...the man...the stranger, he might be mean, or...well, not so much mean as much as a little aggressive." I sighed, feeling lightheaded... "And you liked it when..." I stared at Jill, biting my lip, "...at the cabin...remember what Harvey called you?"

"A little bitch?" she asked.

I pulled Jill's chin up and kissed her.

"Yesss...While you were fucking."

"Mmph," Jill moaned.

"And I liked it. And you liked it," I whispered. I kiss her again. I felt Jill exhaling harder through her nose, then she pulled away.

"Yesss," she said, looking like she was feeling a bit sexier about it again.

"Mmph. God I know..." I swallowed, staring down at her. "Jesus, Jill...you told him he could call you that. I remember your words like you just spoke them," I said, gulping again. She took a deep breath and let it out slowly, then tiptoed up for a lingering kiss.

"I liked it," she whispered hotly, looking down as I reached up and cupped her breast. She closed her eyes and swooned, opening them slowly on me.

"Well...given all that...can't you find it a turn on, the thought of some kid with raging hormones, finding relief in your hot little body? And simply because you've aroused him? Some young male. And he needs relief? And for you to provide it?" I was slowly massaging Jill's breast as I spoke.

"Mmph," she whimpered, more out of frustration it seemed.

"He needs you, Jill. You've aroused him. You should give him relief," I said, pressed myself against her.

"By letting him have me?"

"Yesss..." I said, feeling my eyes droop.

Jill smiled at my reaction to what she'd said.

"Fuck..." I gulped. "Yesss... By letting him hold your perfect little ass and fucking your wet little pussy when he's aroused."

"Mmph, Jesus Louis," she whispered.

"Yeah?" I asked.

Jill nodded. We were both dripping with water from the shower splattering about us. She wiped her eye, then looked up at me. She suddenly looked pleasantly shocked.

"Wow... you're really hard," she said, chuckling in disbelief.

Jill reached down and rubbed the palm of her hand over my entire scrotum as she looked up at me with a sparkling gaze, then slowly wrapped both arms back around me.

"Okay," I said. "So...he's young for you. But, I get the feeling there's something else? On your mind?"

Jill took a deep breath, and let out a breathy sigh. "Well...you know, like you said...he's so big," she added.

I nodded. She hugged me again with her head against my chest. I was unable to keep my cock from twitching.

"Mmmm," Jill moaned. "And relentless, my God..." she added, looking up at me with wide eyes as she shook her head. "Wooph!" Jill went back to hugging me.

"Mm, like you said, he's young," I told her.

"Yeah... And you told him to give me all he's got!" she said, slapping my shoulder as she hugged me. I took her by the chin.

"I wanted him to," I told her gently. "I really liked it... Everything about it."

"Everything, Louis? I thought he was gonna kill me," she said with a nervous chuckle.

"Jeez, Jill... I don't know how to explain it... I just liked...I liked seeing you so beside yourself...trying to deal with it."

"Thanks!"

"You know how I meant that."

"I know."

"Good.

Jill rest her head back against me.

"I did...kind of like what you said before that though," she said, looking up. "What you said to Cedric? Do you remember?"

"Mmph... You mean, when I said-"

"When you told him to 'fuck my little pussy'."

"Mmph,...Jeeesus, Jill. Did it feel anything like it does hearing you say it? Christ!..."

"I love your reaction to things, you know that?" she said, beaming up at me. "But, yes. In spite of it all, that was probably my favorite part about it."

My cock had fully hardened as we talked and was now poking Jill in the stomach. She looked down and grabbed it, tugging on me as she rest her forehead against my chest.

"Really? Your favorite part?" I asked.

"Mm hm. Couldn't you tell?"

"I heard you moan," I said.

"Mmmm...it felt like when we're talking to each other. Talking dirty like we do about your fantasy sometimes."

"Hmmm," I agreed.

"You like that I liked that? Hearing you say that to him?"

"Yesss. A lot," I said. "Anything else?"

"Mm, I liked when you told me to keep it up for him. I always like hearing you tell me that. At least, I did at the cabin."

"Yeah? Ooof..."

"Mm hm. I like when you tell me stuff like that. It also reminds me of our fantasy talk when we're alone. Makes me feel sexy."

"Good," I said, feeling dizzy.

Jill looked up and grinned. She kissed my chin then went back to hugging me with her head against me.

"Can I tell you something else?" she asked, looking up.

I nodded. She pulled me to her for a kiss.

I couldn't help but smile at that. Jill smiled back and took a deep breath, holding my hand up in both hers and kissing my fingers as the shower rained down about us.

"A moment ago, you were telling me what things prompted you to wanna let things happen...like when Cedric started untying my bikini bottom?"

"Ughh," I groaned, feeling woozy. "What about it?"

"How I...how I helped him remove it?"

"Oh jeez the way you did that..." I said, leaning into her. Jill grinned at that reaction and kissed my hand.