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Post by BENJAMIN JAMES CHARLESTON on Jan 16, 2013 21:50:06 GMT -5
On the weekends he had this gigantic house to himself was optimal time for his loneliness to set in. Benjamin hated being alone, he always had. Even before marriage evenings were spent with friends or family, or if he was to have an evening alone, he'd find a pub or restaurant to hang out in alone and people watch so that he didn't feel alone. Tonight was no different. He'd gotten off work, taken the kids to see their Mom, his ex-wife, and then stopped at a local pub for dinner. Now it was past nine pm and he was no where near sleep, so he'd text his girl, Melody.
He still couldn't pin point the time or the true reason he kept the young teen around. He couldn't decide if it was the thrill of doing something that would be considered 'wrong' or the fact that she made him feel young and sexy again in the bed room and otherwise. He didn't know if she'd come by or not, but he hoped that she would. He needed some company tonight and she typically was up for it. He checked his iPhone again, no response yet. "Damn" he said aloud, and slammed the phone down on the kitchen counter.
OOC - Sorry its kind of a short start... but it gets the point across! (: |
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Post by MELODY JAQULINE SMITH on Jan 17, 2013 15:16:43 GMT -5
When his text came, she was chatting with Connor about his family's new years eve party. Finals were finishing up and soon she'd be home for the holidays. As such, she didn't have a ton of work, which left plenty of time for tennis and just doing whatever. She was lounging and telling Connor more about bonding with Alex. At Ben's text, she bit her lip and didn't know what to say for once.
After discussing Alex's older man, Melody was more unsure about hers. Alex said her guy treated her like a person, and equal. Melody felt like a piece of meat, a trophy mistress. Granted, free sex was nice, and he was fabulous in bed. Maybe it didn't matter that he didn't really respect her...
Melody finally texted him that she'd sneak out and be there soon. Alex could hopefully cover for her at bed-check. She texted Alex and got out of her snuggly clothes and threw on fancy underthings and a slightly cuter outfit. She didn't bother with her hair or makeup. He sounded like he wanted her now.
Melody used her car and drove to his mansion. Usually they didn't get to be at his house. His kids must have been with the ex-wife. She sighed as she parked and walked up the driveway and rang the bell.
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Post by BENJAMIN JAMES CHARLESTON on Jan 21, 2013 11:52:31 GMT -5
He reached around the counter to his wine rack, grabbing a bottle of red and uncorking it. He grabbed a tumbler from the dish drying rack by the sink and poured him a drink. He tossed it back quickly, like it was scotch. He glanced at his phone again, no answer from Melody. He considered going to bed early, then thought different and made his way into the den and grabbed the remote, flipping on the big screen. There had to be some game on or something. Not even a minute after he lay down on the couch and propped his feet up, did his phone signal that he had a new text message.
He smiled, now knowing that soon in the near future she would show up and take his loneliness away. He must have dozed off in the time that it took her to arrive at his mansion because the next thing he knew the doorbell was ringing and he about fell off the couch from being startled. He stood up, wiped his face with the back of his hand while trying to re-gain his composure. He tucked his shirt back in and made his way to the front door. He smiled at her as he opened it, “Hello gorgeous.” He pushed the door farther ajar and beckoned her in.
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Post by MELODY JAQULINE SMITH on Jan 21, 2013 12:19:11 GMT -5
As soon as the door opened, Melody was sure she shouldn't have come. Melody wasn't in the mood to be his plaything, as Alex had put it. "Hey," She said with a smile, trying to seem normal. Maybe she'd get into it.
"House to yourself tonight huh?" She asked. For a grown man he couldn't be lonely for very long. His life had to be a mess for that to be true. He was having an affair, with a girl his daughter's age. How was Melody really okay with that. She looked over his broad shoulders and chiseled chest. That was why. The body, the power...
Melody slipped off her shoes and set down her purse. He hardly texted her to talk, right?
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Post by BENJAMIN JAMES CHARLESTON on Jan 21, 2013 23:09:47 GMT -5
He was glad she had come, although when he opened the door to let her in, he got the vibe that she’d not wanted to. He welcomed her into his home, just like he’d done tons of times before, but this time she seemed hesitant. She seemed like something was on her mind and he wasn’t really sure how to proceed. Normally, he’d of grabbed her already, locked lips and starting to strip off some clothes, but she started with small talk. He felt confused and annoyed.
“Sure do. I’m glad you came,” he said, trying to show her some sexual attention. He touched her shoulder and pulled her to him a little… he watched her slip off her shoes and drops her purse near the door. “Let’s get some wine,” he said, even though he knew he could go to jail just for that fact. He led the way to the kitchen where his open bottle and tumbler still sat on the counter. He grabbed another glass and poured them both one, handing her the second glass. He downed his quickly… and then moved in for a kiss…
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Post by MELODY JAQULINE SMITH on Jan 22, 2013 17:25:11 GMT -5
Melody took the wine a little quizzically and took a sip, mostly to be polite. He seemed put off and she figured she wasn't covering up her confusion as well as she would have hoped. So when he came in for a kiss, she let him. Melody wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back as hard as she could muster. Maybe she'd get into it, sex was fun right? Endorphins and what not.
Melody knew she had to deliver. He could control her future, or course, she could control his, but mutual blackmail was not exactly the way she wanted to have to handle this situation. Her fingers deftly worked at the buttons of his shirt, her mind soft of somewhere else. Maybe she could just give him oral and go....
His kisses were needy, rough and she couldn't help but hear Alex's words in her head again.
"Oh are you ready to be treated like a person instead of a plaything?"
Was plaything so bad? It worked for Madison, she seemed pretty happy, even she had Connor. Granted, Melody only had herself to blame for that. She peeled off her shirt lightly, trying to keep up with him.
ooc- i figure a fight might be more fun in some state of undress/in the middle of the action or something
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Post by BENJAMIN JAMES CHARLESTON on Jan 22, 2013 21:58:25 GMT -5
He let the wine rush to his head, he was already feeling a buzz from this glass because of the few he had previously to her arrival. He wasn’t sure how to approach this evening seeing that she’d showed up apparently not in the mood for their typical romp in the sack. He moved in for the kiss, and she let him. He was surprised; he thought that by her attitude that she would be closed for business tonight. She wrapped her limbs around him and he let him self get lost in the sweet taste of wine on her lips. But he still couldn’t get a truthful read on her.
He started to unbutton his shirt, so apparently her original mood had changed. He decided to roll with the punches. He dropped his hands to her rear end, lifting her on to the kitchen counter, kissing the nape of her neck vigorously. He wanted her, more than ever before but he didn’t really know why… was it because she didn’t seem to want him at all? Why was he so turned on by this? He watched her remove her shirt, his body reacting to the sight of her lingerie. “You smell so good tonight Mel” he said, kissing her chest in between the words. Little did he know that this was about as far as he’d get before a fight broke out…
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Post by MELODY JAQULINE SMITH on Jan 22, 2013 22:19:37 GMT -5
They were shirtless, he was drunk and kissing her in all the right places. Melody didn't know why she couldn't get into it, all she wanted to do was put her sweats back on and chat with Alex, or text Connor. Ben was so hot but she wasn't sure. He moved along her body, murmuring about how she smelled. Was she just about his senses, did her mind never come to play for him? Melody let him kiss her chest for a moment before blurting out, "My middle name is Jaquline, after my grandmother."
Melody froze, and it took her a moment to realize why she'd said it. Anticipating his question of 'what?', she continued, shaking slightly. "You don't know anything me, as a person." Melody said, slowly getting more confident. "I am a person you know..." Now what? "And, I wish you're treat me like one." She said, looking up at him. The affair didn't have to end, if maybe they did things other than sex. If he just wanted sex, he could go find Madison.
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