Yesterday's Dreams

He turned to her, placed his hand at the back of her neck and kissed her. She tried to resist but she had come over to have him.

"Mike," she said.

"Don't mind me," Laura said. "In fact, I'll be joining you two."

"Mike?"

"Theresa, how do I explain this..."

"I will dear. Theresa, I sample each woman Mike has sex with. I have just been biding my time with you. Waiting for you to make an appearance here. Do you...would you..."

"I understand. So you have been with Mike and Pam?"

"I have. I have also been with Mike and his cousin Debs."

"Any other women?"

"Those two are the only ones I am at liberty to acknowledge."

"I see."

Theresa stared at Laura for a few seconds, then turned back to Mike and kissed him. The three of them retired to the bedroom and spent the night bringing each other to orgasm. There were many nights like that once Laura moved in.

Then there were the two young ladies Mike felt he had deeply hurt. He had the detective agency find them for him. He had a letter delivered to each. He asked them to meet him at a particular restaurant on a Saturday for dinner if they could get away. If they wanted they could bring their significant other with them. He hoped they wouldn't, but he would not shun them if they did.

Chapter 25

He sat at a table in a far, secluded corner, waiting. He had a beer in front of him, he had only sipped. Then she was standing there. Mike rose swiftly, stepped around the table and pulled the chair out for her. She sat. Mike went back to his seat.

"Judy, you look wonderful. Thank you for coming."

"Your note was intriguing, to say the least. The other reason I'm here is to..."

"Before we get to any unpleasantness, let us have a civil dinner, please. Then I have something to say, if you wouldn't mind, then you can say whatever you like. Is that okay with you?"

"I...yes, it is." She looked a little peeved.

Mike raised his hand and a waiter appeared to take their order and what Judy would have to drink. Once her drink was in front of her Mike started the dinner conversation.

"Can I just say you look wonderful?"

"You already did." She was snubbing him. So she was still upset.

"No, you are. You were pretty back in school, but now you are beautiful."

She blushed, lowered her eyes and put her hands in her lap.

"You're not bad looking yourself," she said softly.

"Thank you."

"You are welcome."

"So what are you doing now?"

"I'm going to medical school come fall."

"Ah, so you are going to be a doctor."

"I am. I don't remember telling you that."

"You didn't, you told Jane, she told me. She also told me..."

"What did she tell you?"

"So where are you going to set up your practice once you're done with all that stuff you doctors must suffer through?"

Just then, their dinner arrived and silence fell while the waiter set out their plates. When he had left they both looked at each other.

"If you would like to say a prayer before we break bread..."

"No, I'm not a religious person, but if you..."

"No, I to am not religious," Mike replied.

"Uh, well then to answer your question, I assume what Jane told you will be discussed after dinner, I plan on staying here in the local area."

"That's good, maybe you'll have a few classmates as patients?"

"Maybe. Would you want me as your doctor?"

"Sure, why not?"

"Look at us, fencing with question after question, neither of us really answering them."

"Why don't we just enjoy the food and being together once again."

"I think I would like that...for a while at least," Judy said smiling, yet her eyes still held a hint of anger.

"Are you married?" Mike asked. "I'm not, not yet at least."

"What does that mean? I mean...no, I haven't married yet, no time."

"Me either."

"What do you do for a living?"

"I play the stock market."

"You make a living doing that?"

"I do, just last month an investment paid off very well for me. I will be living off the interest for the next twenty years."

"So you made it? You accomplished the American dream?"

"You might say I did. Yes, I guess I have."

They had finished their meal, the plates had been cleared and their drinks refreshed. It was time for Mike to bare his soul.

"Judy, the thing that Jane told me about you..."

"Don't."

"Judy, I want to tell you how sorry I am that I treated you so badly. I was a moron, an idiot, but at the time...well, things were a little complicated at the time."

"I said don't," she sobbed.

Mike saw the tear roll down her cheek and hang on her chin.

"Would you like to go someplace where we would have a little more privacy?"

She looked at him, murder in her eyes.

"Why so you can get me into bed and be one of your conquests..."

"Judy, I have never..."

"Oh god. Yes, can we go somewhere, I don't care where I feel that I have some yelling to do."

Mike could see the rage in her eyes as he signaled for the check. He just put a hundred on top of the check and rose. He was around helping Judy up out of her chair before she could stand. He took her hand, she did not resist or recoil from his touch. He led her out of the restaurant, it was in a downtown hotel, over to a bank of elevators.

"So you planned ahead did you?" she said venom in her voice.

"Judy...no, I keep a suite here for when I'm in the city. I find it easier to be close to things when I need to and traveling all the way in here from where I live is tedious."

Judy just harrumphed to his answer and stood, still holding his hand, staring at the bank of elevators. When a door opened she went to get in, but Mike held her back.

"Wrong one," he said.

"Maybe it is," she said, yet still did not pull away from him.

Chapter 26

When a door opened at the far end, Mike headed that way, Judy instinctively followed. Once in the elevator, Mike produced a key, a real key. He put it in a slot in the panel of buttons, turned it and pressed a button marked P2. The car rose. Seconds later it stopped the doors opened and Mike removed the key from the panel and stepped out. Judy gasped when she saw the view and the plush furnishings.

"This is beautiful," she whispered finally pulling her hand from Mike's.

He just stood watching her. She had developed into a very beautiful woman and he was admonishing himself for the way he treated her.

"How can you afford this place?" she asked not realizing how far she had walked into the place.

"I am very rich," Mike said blandly. He wasn't bragging he was just answering her question.

Judy turned to face him realizing for the first time how far from him she had strayed. She just looked at him. His face was, he knew, contorting into a mask of sorrow and confusion. Judy, just stood there, watching him.

"You really are just going to apologize to me?"

"Yes," Mike croaked. "Yet, I find myself at odds with my purpose here."

"How so?"

"It doesn't matter. The only thing that matters is what I have to say."

Judy turned, walked to the couch facing the windows and sat. She waited before turning to look at Mike.

"Well, get over here and say what you have to say," she told him. "I too have a lot to say."

Mike hurried over to the couch and sat at the other end, facing her. Mike cleared his throat before he began.

"I know you heard this down in the restaurant, but I think it bears repeating. Judy, I'm here today to tell you how sorry I am..."

"Go on," she whispered.

"I...god did I fuck up. I didn't, ever, mean to cause you any pain. I know I did, you unloaded on Jane pretty good. She really put me in my place. And the reason this didn't happen sooner was, because I was afraid. Until recently, I have been afraid all my life. Up until recently, I would never have contemplated doing this at all."

"Mike..."

"Let me finish, please." Judy nodded. "I'm not here to beg your forgiveness, I only want to tell you how sorry I am that I caused you pain. You were so lovely back in school, so kind to me and I turned my back on you. I have no excuse for doing so. Other guys would tell you about the girl they were in love with at the time or that things were complicated."

"Were they?" she asked.

"Not really."

"Was there another girl?"

"There was, I'm sorry to say."

"Why?"

"Because you are a much nicer person." She blushed deeply and shifted her eyes away from his.

"Thank you," she whispered.

"Actually, I didn't find that out until recently. As of three weeks ago, I was still with her."

"What happen?"

"I found out what she planned to do, so I dumped her. Boy did I dump her," Mike whispered the last.

"Really?"

"Yes. I guess I'm done. I feel so bad for the pain I caused you."

"Up until this moment I was going to..."

"And I deserve every bit of it."

"No, no you don't. I have just realized I set myself up to be hurt. I have done that several times over the years. Before you and after you. I still feel the pain, I thought I was in love with you. I had built up this fantasy in my mind of us."

"I understand."

"How could you?"

"I too have found myself doing that until recently."

"Who hurt you?"

"That girl I just mentioned."

"Do I know here?"

"I hope not. Please go on."

"There is still a part of me that wants to flail you. Then again, there is a bigger part that still likes you."

"Judy..."

"Mike, I really liked you. I still do. Except for that one time, you always treated me nice, never tried...never once..."

Judy was sliding over next to Mike.

"Would you just hold me, please?"

Mike didn't answer, he just enfolded her in his arms and hugged her tightly. She sighed and relaxed into his embrace.

"Do you have someone special in your life?" Mike asked.

"There is someone, but with all my studies, I don't have time for them. How about you, do you have any special lady in your life."

"I do, but we are at the beginning of our relationship."

"Someone from school."

"No. She is a friend of my aunt."

"Ah, an older lady?" Judy asked a twinkle in her eye and a smile on her lips.

"Yes, she is a couple of years older than me. My aunt, by the way, is only twenty-five."

"Huh?"

"Long story..."

"I have time."

"So do I. My father's parents divorced late in life and Granddad remarried, a much younger women. They had a child. She is really my half-aunt."

"I see. Now that didn't take long. You can kiss me if you like."

"I would very much."

"Then do so."

Mike pressed his lips to Judy's, she sighed at his touch, he moaned. They kissed for a long time, just their lips touching. Then she opened her mouth as an invitation. Mike slowly probed with his tongue and found hers. Both of them exhaled sharply and their kiss became more intense.

"Oh geez," Mike croaked as he pulled away from Judy.

"Whew," Judy said.

"If I had only known..."

"Yes, if only."

"It seems the world is filled with a lot of 'if only'."

"Would you like to kiss me some more?"

"If you would like, but tell me where do you want this to lead?"

"To your bed of course," she said boldly.

In one motion, Mike stood, with Judy in his arms. She yelped, wrapped her arms around his neck, yet didn't struggle to escape. Looking into her deep green eyes, Mike carried her to the bedroom. He gently lowered her to her feet, pressed his lips to hers and wrapped her in his arms. Judy threw her arms up around Mike's neck and kissed him back with all the pent-up passion she had felt for the longest time. When she felt his hand lower the zipper on her dress she nearly fainted.

Once her dress was a puddle at her feet, Mike unhooked the delicate bra she had worn. Her panties matched the bra. Mike pushed them down her legs and she was naked before his eyes. She was beautiful.

"God you're beautiful," Mike told her.

Blushing, Judy went to the bed and crawled to the middle. She turned and waited, taking a provocative pose. Mike nodded and stripped. Judy gasped at his nakedness. Mike walked to the bed, his hard cock bouncing before him. Judy's eyes didn't leave it. Standing on the bed Mike let his cock dangle before Judy's face. She was finally able to tear her eyes away and look up at Mike. Nodding she opened her mouth and took him in.

Mike groaned as his cock disappeared into Judy's warm, wet mouth. It felt wonderful. She sucked him gently, cradling his balls in her free hand. Mike sighed and pulled his cock from her wonderful mouth. Kneeling, he pulled her lips to his. She sighed deeply.

The two fell to the bed, entwined in a lovers embrace. They rolled this way and that, eventually coming to rest with Mike between her legs. She was open and waiting, so wet he just slipped inside. She cried out as he plunged into her body.

For over an hour they groped each other, rolling around, changing position with one thing on their minds. Mike's cock inside Judy's pussy. Finally, almost totally exhausted, Mike was above Judy, sliding his cock in and out of her. Her hips thrust up to meet his every plunge into her body. Then Mike was roaring as pulse after pulse squirted his fluid into Judy's pussy. Judy was bucking her hips wildly trying to get as much of Mike's cock insider as possible. There were no questions about birth control, the two seemed to know the answer. It didn't matter. Mike then flopped beside Judy, exhausted.

"That was wonderful," he said.

"It was," she answered. "May I see you again?"

"Of course dear, sweet Judy," Mike said leaning over and stroking her cheek while gazing into her smoky eyes.

Chapter 27

Once again, Mike sat at a table in the same restaurant waiting for a young lady. This ladies name was Michelle and she had lived two houses down from him. And like Judy, he had snubbed her and knew at the time he had devastated her. As he sat there, he could feel the pain he caused her. Looking at his watch he saw that she was now twenty minutes late. Mike hoped she was okay. He hoped she just wasn't snubbing him in retaliation. Then he saw her hurry across the restaurant, led by the head waiter. Mike was on his feet as she arrived. The head waiter held her chair and Mike sat when she sat.

"I already have the ladies drink order," the waiter said before hurrying off.

"You look stunning," Mike told her.

"Thank you," she said blushing. "Why now, why did you write me? Why did you..."

"Could we leave that until after dinner, please?"

"Yes, of course. But..."

"Let's just say I realized some things over the past couple of months and have been trying to make amends."

"Ah, a conscience after all."

"I have always had a conscience, I just didn't always heed its warnings."

She giggled at that. Then tried to look stern, which was hard for such a beautiful woman. For he was certain she was a woman now. Her mother had been beautiful, Michelle had...was beautiful and Mike had been unable to see.

"The ladies drink, would you like to order now?"

"Could you give us a minute?"

"Certainly, sir."

Michelle opened her menu. She didn't look up for quite a while. When she did, she was surprised that Mike was staring at her.

"What is it?" she asked.

"I...may I tell you how beautiful you are again?"

"Thank you," she blushed again.

Mike raised his hand and the waiter appeared. He took their order and disappeared.

"What have you been doing with yourself?"

"School mostly. You?"

"I keep myself busy, but mostly I just lay around doing nothing."

"But," Michelle said looking around the restaurant, "how will you pay for dinner?"

"I have my ways. I have been dabbling in the stock market and do fairly well."

"No job, no school?"

"No, my job is making investments in the stock market."

"I see." She didn't. Most people didn't.

"So, is there anyone special in your life?"

"There was, but not now. Besides I'm far to busy with school."

"And what might you be studying?"

"Law, I'm pre-law at the university."

"Ah, a lawyer. Any aspirations of being a judge or maybe something more?"

"No, just a lawyer will be fine. How about you? Anyone special?"

"Well, there is this one young lady, nothing serious yet. We see each other once in a while."

"Ah, good for you."

Their dinner arrived. Mike thought that so far it was going well with Michelle, yet there was still an undertone to her comments and her voice was stiff. Michelle's parents had moved from France when she was but a child. She grew up in a house where they spoke French. She spoke English with an accent. Her accent was flat now. From what Mike remember she spoke eloquently, her inflection running up and down the scale, depending on how excited she was.

As they ate, little was discussed. Mike couldn't get over how beautiful she was. Nothing in his memories prepared him for her now. She was pretty back in high school, although a little mousy, nothing like she had blossomed into. Every time she looked up, she smiled shyly, yet also knowingly. Several times she blushed as he stared.

"What is it?" she asked finally.

"You are nothing like I remember."

"And what is it you remember?"

"A mousy young girl, a little on the skinny side, brown hair, but sparkling eyes. Pretty, yet not quite beautiful. And now, you look exactly like your mother. She is a beautiful woman as are you."

Michelle blushed deep red and bowed her head, then raised her wine to her lips and gulped.

"You are too kind."

She didn't really mean that yet. She was being very formal and polite.

"Are you finished with your meal?" Mike asked.

"I am."

"Would you like to go someplace with a little more privacy?"

"That depends. What are your intentions?"

"I didn't bring you here to get you into my bed if that is what you are worried about."

"It is not. Yes, let us retire to a place more disposed to what we are going to discuss."

Mike again raised his hand and the waiter appeared with the check. Mike handed him a hundred and rose. He helped Michelle up, took her hand, she didn't resist and led her out of the restaurant to the bank of elevators.

"Ah, so..."

"Wait, I told you the truth."

"Fine."

Chapter 28

The elevator arrived and Mike led Michelle inside, inserted his key and pressed the button marked P2. When the door opened, Michelle gasped, yet let Mike lead her inside. He let go of her hand and she continued inside to stare out the windows at the city below, all lit up.

"This is beautiful," she croaked.

Mike went to stand beside her. She hadn't noticed he wasn't there until he was. She jumped a little, turned and grabbed his arm.

"Why don't we sit down and we'll have that conversation?"

"Yes," she replied sitting on the couch facing the windows.

"Michelle," Mike said sitting at the other end facing her. "The reason I asked you here tonight was to apologize to you for what I did to you when we were teenagers..."

"Michael..."

"No, let me finish. I have come to realize how stupid I was back then...

"Michael, are you dying?" Mike was stunned.

"No, why do you ask?"

"I almost didn't come here tonight, then I thought you might be dying and you wanted to set things right with your world."

"I want to set things right, as you put it, in my world. In my world I did you wrong, I was rude and uncaring. I was a fool. I was stupid."

"You were, but I have no ill feeling toward you. At the time I was devastated, but mother and I talked. She told me how boys are like that and that I should forgive you because you knew no better. Mike, I forgave you long ago."

"And I thank you for that, yet I still want to apologize for what I did. I know better now and want to make amends."

"Michael," she said, her accent made his name sing. "I appreciate your apology. I accept it for what it is and I want you to know, I never stopped liking you."

"Michelle, such a pretty name, I thank you from the bottom of my heart. You have lifted a great weight from my shoulders. Thank you."