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Post by Tessa Jordan on Jun 8, 2014 11:36:07 GMT 2
Tessa looked in the mirror for about the one thousandth time. Turning every which way to get a good look in the full length mirror in the dressing area between her bedroom and the attached bathroom. Everything looked fine. Normal. Dressed in denim shorts, a crocheted, baby doll, halter top and flat sandals. She kept inspecting herself. Lifting her top and running a hand over her flat belly. Nothing had changed. She felt fine.
It had only been a week since that fateful night that turned into an eventful morning. There was no way she'd be showing any signs or have any symptoms if she was pregnant. But, she couldn't help herself from looking and thinking about it. She had an appointment set up for the next week so until then it was just more waiting.
Outside the anxiety of not knowing, things between her and Shawn were good. Very good truth be told. At least Tessa thought so. It had been a long time since she had a serious relationship and this with Shawn was nice. Even though it was new as far as the romance part, they had known each other for awhile so it seemed comfortable to transition into a couple.
With a little grrrrrr at the mirror she finally decided enough was enough. Staring at herself wasn't going to help matters any. With purpose she turned on her heel and headed out through her bedroom and out to the living room. She grabbed her bag, making sure she had her phone and all her necessities, took her sunglasses out and slid them on top of her head. Another glance around the room to make sure she wasn't forgetting something and then there was a knock on the door. Finally.
Bag in hand she went to the front door. Opened it and smiled.
"Hey. Wanna come in for a drink or something or you ready to go?"
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Post by Deleted on Jun 8, 2014 12:13:16 GMT 2
Shawn had decided enough was enough the morning he left the girls on that porch to go to the garage and work on his car. If Tess and him were going to be together and possibly having a kid together, it was time he got his own place so that they had somewhere to go when the baby was born. He couldn't keep them at the Toretto's house and he certainly wasn't going to stay there himself and let Tess take care of the the kid herself in her own place. Not that he didn't like Tess' place but it just wasn't something he wanted. He didn't like living in tall high rises and he didn't like condos, apartments, penthouses, whatever the hell it was called. They were all the same to him. He wanted a house, with a yard, a dog, a garage, and right off the beach. he wanted sand for a back yard and he wanted something BIG! Not something small and dainty but something that screamed I have too much money I don't know what to do with it. He wanted his place to match his personality. I have it, I'll show it. He pulled up to Tess's penthouse in the city and couldn't even imagine how a girl from Texas could even live in something like this. It was ........too high class, even for Shawn. He flipped the attendant valet a 20 to watch his bike and make sure it wasn't going anywhere cause they'd be right back down. He went to the elevators and hit the floor to the penthouse and it seemed like it took forever to finally get to the top floor. He was going to have some fun with this.......Finally getting to her floor, he found her door and knocked, but when she opened the door, she wouldn't see him casually standing at the door looking sexy as hell like usual. No, instead, she would see him bent over, holding his gut and huffing and panting like he just did a 25 mile marathon. In a raspy and exhausted voice, faking the best he could, he fought to get the words out, "Water....ple....ease........." he said trying not to look at her and rather make it look like he was trying to catch his breath. "Elevator out......of......order. Had to ......use......stairs." he said now falling to one knee.
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Post by Tessa Jordan on Jun 8, 2014 22:23:25 GMT 2
The greeting had barely gotten out of her mouth when she realized something was not right. Her whole demeanor changed as he gasped out the words.
Out of surprise her hand flew to cover her mouth that had fallen open. She bent and reached out a hand to try and help him up. Get him inside the penthouse and over so he could sit down on the couch.
"Oh my God, Shawn. Are you alright? Yeah, let me get you some water."
Setting her bag down she started to hurry off to the kitchen for the glass of water when she stopped in her tracks. Turning around she put her hands on her hips and walked back toward Shawn. She put a hand to his forehead and raised an eyebrow at him.
"You did NOT walk up all those stairs. You'd be all sweaty."
Her eyes narrowed as she frowned. Then her hands came up and she started pushing and smacking him in the shoulder. It was more playful than anything. She wasn't mad at him, just a little bit of hurt ego because he had her going for a minute there.
She plopped down on the couch beside him. Lifting her legs up and laying them across his lap while she was still shaking her head in disbelief.
"You big dork. You would have totally called me from downstairs if the elevator was out. Don't do that to me again. I was worried."
Leaning into him she put her arms around his shoulders and kissed his neck. With a sigh she pulled back giving him a thoughtful look. Something was tumbling around in her mind. They were going out to find him a place to live. He wanted her to come with him. Which to her meant on some level he wanted her approval or at least her opinion.
Things were so jumbled up. Everything seemed to happen so fast. Even though they were purposely trying not to push their relationship to far to fast. Like... deciding not to move in together just yet. Or was it something else. Now there were a couple things on her mind. She chewed her lip as she looked up at him.
"This getting your own place," she glanced around the large extravagant living room of her penthouse. "You don't like this place much, do you?"
She let one of her hands drop from around his shoulders. Moving to let her fingers trail up and down his arm. Still thinking, still worrying a little. She really wanted this to work. For the right reasons. Not because of the 'what if' reason.
"Shawn, if I'm not pregnant are you going to want to back off on this whole relationship thing? Like consider yourself lucky you avoided the scare again and then go your separate way. Like with the girl in college?"
The thing of it was, Tessa was scared all the way around. She didn't want him to be with her just because he was being gallant. Thoughts of him resenting her later in life because of feeling he had to step up and be a man about it all. And if she wasn't pregnant... would his feelings change. This whole thing of trying to take it slow was eating at her. Maybe she didn't want to take it slow? What was the point if they really felt strongly about each other. Maybe she wanted him to move in with her or she could move in with him. The idea of waking up with him every morning made her feel good. Like it was right. Regardless of baby or no baby.
A soft sigh escaped her. She was over thinking things. It was best just to go with the flow and today they were going out to look at places for Shawn to live. That was all. No sense reading too much into it. It just made her head hurt.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 8, 2014 23:26:27 GMT 2
She had gotten all worried about him that she even helped him to the couch to take a seat. Inside he was laughing his fucking balls off and he couldn't contain it much longer as she practically ran, titties bouncing an all, toward the kitchen before she stopped and turned back to him. Soon her hand was feeling his forehead and he let loose. He laughed so hard that she fell for it that he was tearing up in his eyes cause it was so funny.
"Yeah but you have to admit it was funny. " he said sitting up on the couch now and watching her take a seat on the other side and placing her bare sexy legs across his lap. His fingers trailed softly across them as she continued to speak.
He looked at her shocked, his eyes wide and his mouth open like he was appalled at her accusation. I would not have let my possibly pregnant girlfriend walk down forty flights of steps by herself. What kind of gentleman would that make me be?" he said now looking away for a second and then back to her, "Ok, you're totally right. I would have." he said jokingly. then came the playful slap across his arm. "I'm only joking.....I would have just told you to jump." he said snickering as another slap came to him.
Things had gotten a little awkwardly quiet all of a sudden when she moved in closer and gave him a kiss. It wasn't the type of kiss that said I like you, let's go see what my bedroom looks like with us in it, but it wasn't a kiss that said You're an ass, but I like love you anyways. Not that Love was even in there vocabulary just yet, but it was just a phrase ....oh fuck it, you get the point. Anyways, it was more like a kiss that said she was worried and had something on her mind. It came with her pulling back on the couch and then that sigh like she wanted to say something but also didn't, Yeah, that was a give in right there. So naturally, he had to ask. "What is it?" he said moving closer to her and wrapping an arm around her. "Something's bugging you. Tell me."
He looked around but honestly, he couldn't really judge it cause he'd never been past the front doors down below until today. This was the first time he'd even seen what her place looked like, but....seeing what he did now....it was a little small and too high up.....What if those elevators did break? That was a long walk down. What was this...one bedroom...maybe two...? A large swimming pool from what he could see out the balcony windows....It was nice, but not something he thought he could call home. This was what playboy millionaires bought when they wanted to bring fifty women here and fuck them twelve days from Sunday. This is where big to do parties were held. This was fine if she liked it, but he didn't like it cause of two major things.....No garage to work on her car and two, it was in the big city. He wanted a mansion, but he didn't want it near the city. It was too busy and too loud. What he was looking for was a 7 bedroom house, a five car garage, a lot of land and right off the beach. Possibly a yacht and his own dock. Parties on Yachts were fucking bad ass. "Honestly, I can't say I don't. I've always picked you up downstairs when we had to go on missions so I never seen past the front doors. This is the first time I'm up here. But I can honestly say, its just not me. I'm more Pablo Escobar than this." he said knowing fr sure she wouldn't know who it was, but perhaps he should chill on the drug cartel lingo. "I'd like a mansion on the beach with all the good stuff thrown in it. No offense, but where do you fix your ride when something breaks?"
And there it was, the question that was itching to be asked since he told her that story. She was scared he was going to leave or take off at the first sign of hope? Now he sighed, shook his head and stood up from the couch. He walked to the window and looked out it for a moment before turning around to her. His face was serious as he walked back and crouched next to the couch next to her. He took her hands in his and looked her in the eye. "Tess, I was young back then, I was only 19 and I had a future to look forward to. I'm not 19 anymore. I'm a grown man. Honestly, and believe me when I say this, cause its the truth. When I met you, I knew I wanted to get with you. I've wanted for the longest time to tell you, to follow you up here and show you, but I couldn't find it in myself cause I pussied out. I didn't choose to keep going that morning because I thought you might end up pregnant, Did I? I chose that before the incident. So how can you ask me that and worry about it? I wanted this to happen before this did." he said rubbing her belly that was still possibly empty. "I mean I can see why you would worry because I told you that story, but that was over ten years ago. Even if you aren't pregnant, You're stuck with me. I would hunt you down and kill any other boyfriend you had after me if I had to in order to prove that to you." he was only kinda serious about that so it was followed with a small laugh. "All I'm asking you is to trust me and you'll find out. I'd die before I left you willingly." and that he was serious about as it was not followed by a laugh or a smile, but rather a serious look with a serious tone in his words. "You're leaving me before I leave you, let's just say that. It's not the whole baby thing you're gonna have to worry about, it's whether you're gonna be able to put up with my shit and tell me to go fuck off." he said smiling and leaning in for a kiss to her forehead before standing straight up again.
He looked around the place and then back to Tess, "So you gonna give me the tour or are we gonna look for my own place? ....or are we gonna sit here and worry about this." he said waving a finger to both of them. "We're supposed to be happy about this and here you are being a sour puss. C'mon, what do I have to do to make you laugh, smile and be happy? Get you sloppy drunk again?" he said with a devilish smile.
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Post by Tessa Jordan on Jun 9, 2014 1:26:00 GMT 2
Alright, so maybe she was getting worried over nothing. Shawn had never been anything but honest with her. There was no reason to believe that he wasn't sincere in what he said. He was also right about the penthouse. It wasn't him. She had no idea who Pablo Escobar was but she couldn't see Shawn living in this place. To be honest, it wasn't really her either. Well... it sort of was. In that impulsive, over the top way. The whole reason she wanted the place was because of the pool and the water slide down from the apartment to the pool. When she saw that, she had to have it. Otherwise... Where she lived wasn't that big of a deal.
She had to admit, when he talked about a place on the beach, it sounded good to her. A nice place out away from everything. Spread out and sprawling. The beach as a back yard. A private beach where she could lay out any time she wanted with no need to worry about prying eyes. This penthouse was kind of cold, impersonal. What he was talking about was more like a home.
Nodding her head as he spoke she silently agreed with him.
The next topic was a whole other ball of wax. She took a deep breath and fidgeted when he got up. Quietly watching him as he gazed out the window. Was she going to screw this up by being so insecure? Why was this so hard for her?
He was looking at her with that look in his eyes again. That same look from that first morning. How could she doubt that? Her eyes connected with his and didn't waver. She let her hand cover his when he rubbed her belly.
"I know. You're right. I'm just..."
She smiled back at him when he laughed. It made her heart flip flop though. The thought that he'd even have that thought. Not wanting her to be with anyone else but him. That made her feel better.
Her hand reached out and touched his face. Nodding again to let him know she understood. And she did understand because she felt the same way. She didn't want to lose him, hence the whole insecurity thing going on.
Her smile grew bigger. She even let out a laugh. A warm feeling spread through her when he kissed her forehead. Yeah, she just needed to relax and not worry so much.
"Yeah, well that's not going to happen either so you're stuck with me too. I think we both have shit the other is going to have to deal with. That's the way it works right? We put up with it because in the end it's worth it."
Letting out another breath, this time it was one more of contentment than worry. The smile was on her face again.
"No, we absolutely are not going to sit here and worry."
She got up and took his hand in hers. Might as well show him around the place. It's not like they were in a rush.
"How about I give you the tour, then we go and look for that mansion on the beach?"
Lifting up on her toes she gave him a soft kiss on the lips. Then began tugging at him so he'd follow along with her.
"Yes, we are happy. I'm happy. I'm just over thinking things. See, smiling. However, no getting drunk for me until we find out for sure. Just in case."
She pointed at her face to make sure he saw the smile and gave him a wink.
"So, the grand tour I guess. No, it's not that big. Downstairs here is just the living room, the kitchen and a small den or office."
Waving her hand around she indicated the space. You could pretty much see it all from the living room. There was the large sliding glass door that lead out to the pool area. As they headed to the stairs she opened the door to the den. It wasn't that much. Just a desk and some bookshelves. A small seating area.
The stairs upstairs was a spiral staircase and she kept hold of his hand leading him up. The stairs opened to a large windowed area with a space that had some comfortable furniture. Arranged to be able to sit back and enjoy the view.
To either side of the main area there was a door to a bedroom. She went over to the spare room first. Opened the door and let him look around. Right now it really wasn't anything but a storage area. Nothing too exciting.
Across the way they went to the master bedroom door. Tessa opened it and stepped inside. This was the only room that really showed any of her own personality in it. The furniture was all dark wood. The bed was a king sized, four poster bed. It was covered with a thick soft comforter and lots of pillows. A flat screen TV was mounted on the wall across from the bed. There were some comfortable chairs arranged in one corner. The dressing area and bathroom through a short hallway on one side. Then there was another large sliding glass door that lead to a balcony that over looked the pool. The balcony was also where the slide down to the pool was located.
"So, this is it. My room."
She pointed to the sliding door.
"Out there you can see the pool. The slide is awesome. It's kind of the real reason I got this place. I thought the pool and the slide were wicked cool."
Grinning she shrugged a little. She admitted it. It was impulsive more than anything.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 9, 2014 2:43:34 GMT 2
Shawn nodded cause he definitely didn't want to just sit here and feel sorry fro themselves. He followed her around the first floor where the living room , kitchen and den were, as well as a bathroom he could assume. It was nice, don't get him wrong, it was just too nice. He'd be afraid to get grease and oil on something and it needing to be thrown away because it was ruined and couldn't be cleaned. They soon headed up stairs and she showed him the wonderful spiral bookcase....Cool, he guessed as they continued up. She showed him the viewing area with furniture arranged so that you could see out the window at the city and surroundings. He would admit that it was a fantastic view and then would be led to what she called the spare bedroom, which she stated was storage for now. Then it was off to the other bedroom across the hall. where she opened the door and he finally got to see more of Tess's hidden personality. He seen the dark wooded furniture and the King size fancy bed with a canopy. She showed him the tv, the bathroom, the furniture, the comforter, and everything else that screamed GIRLY! Now this was the Tess from Texas he could see. Everything else, it just wasn't her. It wasn't him. This was spontaneous buying just because she could. But he wouldn't say anything about it. It wasn't his place to. She showed him the balcony where the slide to the pool was located and showed him another magnificent view. He walked around and looked until he stopped at the bed and sat down. He bounced a little and then looked up to her. "This is really comfortable." he said bouncing a little more and feeling the comforter. "A lot better than mine." he said hinting that his was still broke and that the mattress and box spring were just kinda sitting on the floor now. He finally had to throw the bed frame away cause their was just no way it was being fixed. And since, he was buying his own place, why bother buying a new one just to move it again to a new place. Might as well wait it out. He looked around again at the room and then to Tess, "So why is this the only room in the house that says anything about you?" he asked honestly. "Seems like everything else is forced."He nodded cause he could understand that, but at least she was willing to admit it. Finally taking his phone out of the inside pocket of his sport coat, he opened a few tabs and showed her some of the houses they were going to be looking at that he had found on line. The first one was right here in Monte Carlo, right on the beach and wouldn't take them long to get there. The Realtor was going to be meeting there in about another hour, so they could maybe stop for lunch on the way there.....or, he looked to the bed, ......no, they didn't have time for that. House first, sex last. Finally getting to the page, he showed her the first picture. It was the front of the house and even though it wasn't directly on he beach as he wanted, it wasn't far either. They actually had their own personal beach down in the cove that they shared with other houses. The one thing that he liked about this, was size and the interior. He then showed her the Kitchen and then the living room, then came the bedroom. He flipped through more pictures from the main page, but those were the high lights of the place and why he thought it was worth going to take a look at. It was also the cheaper of the ones as well, but cheap wasn't what he was aiming for.
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Post by Tessa Jordan on Jun 9, 2014 4:28:16 GMT 2
Of course her bedroom they stopped and spent the most time looking around in. She watched as he sat down on the bed. Testing it out. Commenting on how much better it was than his. This had her laughing because she knew very well that his bed was still broken. Somehow they always ended up in his bed though. Probably because it was at the Toretto place and that's where he could work on his car. Which was fine with her. She was kind of used to the broken bed at this point.
Then he asked her about the room and why none of the rest of the house seemed to fit with her personality. She shrugged a little. Not sure what to say or how to explain it to him. It would probably sound silly but she tried anyway.
"I don't know. I guess because I live alone. No one else really sees it much. So it didn't really matter. My bedroom though, I wanted to feel comfortable here. I'd love to have a place where I could make it comfortable everywhere."
Smiling at him she moved and sat down on the bed next to him. There were pictures he wanted to show her. She looked at his phone as he brought them up. The first was an exterior shot.
"Hmmm. Not bad. I don't think the garage is as big as you would like."
She let him page through the rest of the pictures. As she looked she leaned into him and wrapped her arms around his waist. Her legs stretched out across his lap again. There were various pictures, more of the exterior, interior pictures and pictures of the beach the housing community shared.
"I like the kitchen there. Not quite right on the beach but, it's still a nice place. Worth a look. Yeah."
Taking another glance at the array of picture while she snuggled into Shawn. Enjoying the moment. The house was nice even if it didn't fit all the criteria Shawn had wanted.
"What time is the realtor going to be there? Maybe we should get going? I'm kind of excited to see these places."
She glanced up at him sideways and saw that look in his eyes. No, not the soulful one this time. This was the one that was saying, 'we're sitting on a bed and your naked legs are damn sexy,' that was the look he had now. Smirking at him she slid her legs off his lap and sat upright on the bed.
"Yeah, maybe we better go?"
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Post by Deleted on Jun 9, 2014 5:43:41 GMT 2
He could understand that perfectly because he felt the same in L.A. and now here living at the Toretto's Villa. Hell, it wasn't like he decorated his room the way he wanted to. He knew it was only going to be temporary, he just didn't know for how long. He only had his clothes and that was it. The furniture in the room wasn't even his, so in a way, he kinda felt bad for whoever's bed that was that him and Tess had broke. But besides all that, this was one reason he was looking for his own place now. It was time. It didn't even really matter if Tess was pregnant or not, he still had her and he couldn't really ask her to move in so soon. But there was nothing wrong with getting his own place to set them up later for when the time came. That's why he was showing her pictures now.
Look at that! Only a few days in and she already knew him to a point, but he could suffer without the big garage for the rest of that place. Too much white, so they would have to paint, but then again, that would give them something to do together. Already things were going through his mind and it had something to deal with paint and a shower.....
"I was thinking the same thing." he said as he started to softly trail his fingers across her legs and looked her over. He finally took the time to notice what it was she was wearing. That was about the same time she asked about what time the Realtor was expecting them. She removed herself from his lap and sat on the side of the bed. She knew what he was thinking before he could even make it known. It caused him to let out a small laugh as he put his phone away. "What!" he laughed some more.
He couldn't help it that she made him feel that way everyday he looked at her. He couldn't help that he loved the way she screamed his name that morning and he certainly couldn't help remembering the way she looked as he made her feel. Just that though in itself turned him on, knowing that she was enjoying it. He reached over, turning himself so that he was practically tackling her on the bed and holding her down. He leaned in and gave her a kiss, trailing them across her jawline to her ear lobe until he could whisper into her ear. "You know, we haven't christened your room yet." he said a bit seductively. He began kissing her ear again and this time trailing it down her neck to her shoulder. But then, like it came out of nowhere, like some random lion in Alaska, he stopped and jumped off the bed to walk towards the door. "But you're right, maybe we should go." he said teasingly as he opened the door and walked out of her room......
"You hungry? I'm starved. Maybe we should stop for food." he said making it all the way down the steps and looking up to where the loft was. "What do you have a taste for?"
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Post by Tessa Jordan on Jun 9, 2014 20:20:10 GMT 2
Yep, she had been right about that look. Her actions to alleviated the situation seemed to be too little too late. She started to feel that heat rise even while they were laughing because they both were thinking the same thing. Then she was suddenly laid back on the bed. His body pressing into hers as he started to kiss her. Her body shifted beneath him and she made a little happy noise. His voice was husky and damn sexy when he whispered into her ear. She licked her lips in anticipation. If this is how he wanted to spend the next hour she was perfectly okay with it. She mumbled something back that indicated such. However, next thing you know, as fast as he had pinned her to the bed he was gone. The weight of him, the warmth pulled away as he walked out of the bedroom.
Lifting herself up on her elbows she gave his retreating back a look that said 'are you kidding me?', before she let herself flop back onto the soft bedding. All worked up and no where to go it seemed. She could here his voice continuing as he went down the stairs.
Quickly she recovered herself though. Got up, grabbed a pillow and hurried over to the top of the stairs.
She threw the pillow down at him even while she was grinning like a fool.
"YOU ARE SUCH A TEASE!"
Shaking her head she straightened her clothes, making sure she was presentable again. Hands smoothing her hair as she came down the stairs. As she walked by him she gave him a playful smack on the shoulder. She picked up her bag and slid her sunglasses back on.
"Yeah, food sounds good. How about Chinese? or Mexican? Hmmm... they both sound good."
Moving in front of him she put her arms over his shoulders and wrapped them behind his neck. Leaning up to give him a kiss just because she could. It was one of her favorite things, the feel of his lips the taste of his tongue. When they broke apart she smiled up at him.
"You are evil, you know that? We really should go though, because now I'm starving too."
Taking his hand she headed toward the door. Out to the entry way then into the elevator to make their way down to the lobby. His bike was waiting for them and she felt a little thrill run through her. Another of her favorite things. Riding on his bike with him. When they got done with this house hunting thing, they were definitely coming back here and christening her bed and probably the shower and maybe even the pool. Cause, damn... Pressed against him on the back of the bike just got her worked up again.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 10, 2014 5:20:07 GMT 2
He dodged the pillow as he looked up and seen it gunning for him. Only problem was, that it hit the couch and rolled almost knocking something off the table. Luckily it didn't break and Shawn only looked up to Tess laughing. "I'm a tease? Baby, you ain't seen nothing yet." he smiled as she made her way down the stairs and past him.
He pondered that for a moment wondering which one he did want more and since he liked his spicy food, Mexican it was. However, Mexican wasn't what was going to come out of his mouth. "You know what I have a taste for more than anything? What nationality are you?" he chuckled as he walked towards her and she took his hand.
She leaned and stretched up to kiss him, but at first he toyed with her, not wanting to lean down and make it so easy for her. He wanted to see her struggle a bit before he finally leaned down and returned the kiss. Breaking the kiss, she took his hand and they were out the door, and out the elevator and downstairs where she seen his bike. "Should I put a towel down where you're sitting?" he laughed as he walked past her to sit on the bike. He inserted the key and started her up. Next came the passenger helmet he handed to her and then put his on. "Try not to orgasm over the bike too much." he said into the built in mic that would echo off into her ear. "Hang on tight, I know of a little place we can get some good Enchiladas." He stepped the bike in gear and checked his mirrors before pulling out. Actually, that almost sounded like an auto porn joke right there. Anyways.......
After driving for about ten minutes, they pulled up to a authentic Mexican place that served the best Enchiladas in town. He spotted the place a few months back and it almost tasted like home....almost. It was only a small place, run right out of what looked to be an old ice cream truck, but damn, it was good. In front of the truck were some picnic tables they could sit and eat. Shawn stepped up to the window and ordered the Enchilada lunch special and then looked to Tess to see what she was going to order. Once she did, Shawn looked to the owner and asked for two cokes in Spanish. Maybe it was a little showing off, but not really.....ok, it totally was. He looked to Tess and motioned for them to sit. Once they took their seats, Shawn was the first to speak up and he thought if they were going to do this, they might as well do this right. "So let's play a game. The rules are, you get to ask any question and the other person has to answer back with the truth. If they lie, they have to...." he paused a moment looking for something he could use before the owner had brought them some salsa and chips with some jalapeno peppers. ".....Eat a hot pepper with no water. I go first. What is you favorite color?"
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Post by Tessa Jordan on Jun 10, 2014 20:06:57 GMT 2
The ride wasn't far and the thought of enchiladas sounded awesome. They stopped in front of this place that looked a little out of place in Monte Carlo. It was small, tiny in fact. Really it was just a kitchen run out of the back of a truck, not even what would qualify as a restaurant. Tessa could see it was being manned by a Hispanic looking couple. This looked like one of those kind of places that didn't seem like much but the food was to die for.
Shawn ordered the enchilada lunch special, that sounded good so Tessa ordered the same. When Shawn spoke in Spanish to order the drinks, Tessa smirked but said nothing. She knew he was trying to impress her. And maybe it did a little, but she wasn't going to stroke that ego at the moment. Still remembering his teasing back at her place, but she couldn't help the smile anyway.
As they sat down at one of the picnic tables Shawn decided they should play a game. A little getting to know you kind of game. It made sense to Tessa. Being a couple they should know things about each other. Just to make it exciting he added some competitive enticement to it. You had to tell the truth or face the consequences.
Tessa raised a brow at him while she took a chip and dipped it into the salsa. Munching on the chip while she thought for a moment. You wouldn't think this would be too difficult but she found she had trouble deciding.
"Blue...wait, no. Green. Yeah, green. A really deep emerald green. I love jewel tones. what about you? But... that doesn't count as my question. I just want to know what color you like."
Smiling she took another chip while she thought about a question to ask him. The salsa was delicious and the chips were freshly made and still warm. She could totally get addicted to this she was thinking as she scooped more salsa up.
"Alright... Ummm. What's your favorite food?"
She figured she might as well ask that since they were out to lunch. Plus, one of these days she might actually have to figure out how to find her way around the kitchen so she could cook something for him. Something that didn't come out of a microwave or from take out containers. Not that she couldn't do it. When she was young she had helped her mother in the kitchen. But, it had been years and she had never seen the point in going through all that trouble. Now though, she'd like to do something nice for him. Personal. Without burning down the house, thank you very much. She'd probably need to talk to Piper on that one.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 11, 2014 4:22:47 GMT 2
He picked up a chip and dipped it in the salsa while he listened to her. then came the inevitable holding the chip to his lips as she asked him his favorite color but told him that wasn't her question. He shook the chip at her a bit as he spoke, "That's cheating. I'm making a new rule. You can't do that or you eat a pepper." he aid laughing. "But I'll let it slide just this once......" he paused to eat the chip and swallow. "Honestly, I never put much thought into it. I like my flats but I like throwing bright colors in to stand out. Kinda like the Challenger I had back in the states. Matte black with the neon green accents. Before that, I had a Nissan 300z that won me my Challenger." he said not sure if she would remember her telling him about it when they first met. Yes, he remembered almost every detail about the night he first met Tess. "That was orange with green trim. Looked like a pumpkin on wheels, but it was one badass pumpkin which was the fastest thing in Texas at that time. Even now, My Audi R8 is going to be Matte with Orange accents. So to choose a color that I favor, is hard, but if it was a matter of life and death, I think I would choose..." he paused a moment and then spilled it. ....probably pink." he said with a smile as he looked at Tess with a perverted smile.
He had to think about that for a second because his food was like his colors. He had variety. He liked Mexican cause he liked his spicy food, but then he did like Chinese food too. But his all time favorite, would have to be pizza. As long as it was a different topping, he could probably eat it every day. But then there was also home cooked meals too so it depended on what she meant. He figured explaining both might be good, "Depends on if its home cooked or out food. Out food, I'd have to say pizza, but home cooked, would probably be BBQ ribs cooked on the grill with sliced garlic and onion potatoes with cheesy California blend veggies. Before my pops died, we used to cook out every weekend and ribs and steaks seemed to be the tradition. He even won a few cook out competitions with his homemade BBQ sauce. Those were the days of summer. After he died though, things kinda went south from there and my ma kinda lost interest in family times."
Before letting the conversation turn sour, he changed the subject. "Ok, my turn. If you could go anywhere in the world, where would it be?"
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Post by Tessa Jordan on Jun 11, 2014 19:12:07 GMT 2
"PINK!" She exclaimed and saw the wicked look on his face. "Oh my God, I can't believe you said that." Pointing her chip at him she grinned though. "I think that's a lie. You need to eat a hot pepper. You like pink all right... just not the color. You have a one track mind, Shawn."
She was trying to keep a straight face but it was hard. The giggles were trying to bubble out of her. It wasn't really any secret between them that they both had very strong sexual appetites when it came to each other especially. They couldn't get enough it seemed.
Tessa laughed when he said he favorite foods were pizza and BBQ. He was definitely a Texan without a doubt there. They were on the same page on both counts with food. Tessa was practically BFFs with the pizza delivery guy. And BBQ, just the thought of good BBQ ribs or a good grilled steak made her stomach rumble. It had been a long time since she had really good Texas style BBQ. Maybe when Shawn got his place they would have to invite everyone over and do just that.
She listened as he expanded on the subject. Thoughts of his parents. He had lost his father too. Seems another thing they had in common.
"Both my parents are gone. It was a long time ago though."
She managed a smile as he changed the subject. Glad to get them onto more upbeat topics. But, she was also glad to learn something more personal about him too. She wanted to ask about his mother, but figured that could what for another time.
"Yeah, I hear you on both of those. Pizza is like the perfect food and BBQ. God I miss me a good BBQ. Ribs, steaks, whatever. Some homemade potato salad, corn on the cob, baked beans, pitchers of sweet tea and plenty of beer. That's a BBQ where I come from."
With thoughts of BBQ on her mind she had to think about his question now. If she could go anywhere. That was a tough one. She didn't really think she had a specific place, maybe more just something general.
"Well. I don't know about any one place. Somewhere kind of exotic and private. A secluded place like Bora Bora or Fiji maybe. I mean any kind of tropical place would be alright. But, places like Hawaii or the Caribbean islands are so main stream and touristy. I'd want a place where you have your own private luxury bungalow that actually is completely opened to the ocean. No one can see though because it's secluded. Your own private section of beach with a lagoon. Yeah, somewhere in the South Pacific like that."
She shrugged. She couldn't help it. Laying naked on the beach with Shawn, playing in the warm ocean water. Just the thought of it had her feeling all warm inside again and she had to shake it off.
"Ok. Next question." She giggled. Ears maybe a little red from the thoughts she had. "Hmmmmm. Alright. Gonna get a little bigger here. Put some thought into it. What's your biggest dream. No limitations. If you could have whatever you wanted, make your life whatever you wanted it to be, your job, your family, just... everything."
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Post by Deleted on Jun 12, 2014 5:00:33 GMT 2
He smiled, "Ah ah ah, you said that didn't count as a question, so no hot pepper." he laughed. So far things were going perfect. They were already finding things in common that they didn't even know about. There was a small U-turn in the wrong direction talking about parents but Shawn quickly turned that around to get back on the right track. His mother was nothing to talk about, so it wouldn't be missed. But if she really wanted to know, he wouldn't hold it back from her. She just wasn't someone he looked up to. Just because he liked to race and she thought he was going to kill himself doing, she kicked him out of the house? Fuck her. His life was looking for the better anyways. He moved to L.A., met Tess, was friends with his marine buddy Jack again, even though he was a douche half the time, and sure the road was bumpy all along the way, but looking across from him now and seeing those brown hues looking back at him in the relationship they were in now....it was all worth it.
He smiled again to her as she talked about home and BBQ's. she mentioned pizza being her favorite as well and that meant he had found the right girl. If she happened to be a pizza Nazi, this just wasn't going to work. And if she would have told him that BBQ was too messy, he'd have to shoot her just like they did to Old Yeller. You weren't even Texan if you thought BBQ was too messy and you were anti american if you didn't like a good BBQ. Those two things would have been breaking up material right there. So because they were on the same page, liking the same things, this one was a keeper. His Pops would have been proud. His mother on the other hand, would have preached to him about racing and how he was gonna leave Tess as a widow if he didn't stop. God, she could be annoying. Back to BBQ.....Mmmmm mmmmm Good.
It was her turn to answer a question now. He wanted to know what place she would visit anywhere in the world, what would it be. Her answer,
It was fitting since they were supposed to go last year before shit hit the fan with Brian. Dom had called them back to L.A. with the news and he needed help getting Dieselli out of the picture. Of course when Jack found out, there was no saying no. Hell, that was his brother. They couldn't just keep going to Bora Bora after something like that. It wouldn't have been any fun then and they would have regretted turning Dom down. They were a crew, a family, and Family always helped one another out...no matter what. It didn't matter if you slept with your best friends girl, you were family and family had their own code to forget and forgive, even if it was only till after that help was accomplished. Once that was done and you wanted to remain pissed off at one another that was fine, but you always pushed shit aside for family. Dom taught him that. So that's where Tess picked...."Cool, but I'm more of Spanish type of guy. I'd have to pick Spain. Listening to that accent saying Aye pappi...." and then he stopped. He shut up instantly. and almost cowered in defeat. He knew what he did right there and now, he was feeling a bit sheepish. "Sorry.....If it makes you feel any better, that's never actually happened, it's just been one of my fantasies." he said truthfully and it was true. He'd never been to Spain for that to happen or even been with a Latin chick for that matter for it to happen. But that accent, something about it, just drove him wild. He didn't know what it was. "Sorry...I'm still trying to get used to this whole GF, BF stuff. I kid you not, Scouts honor..." he said holding up the three fingers on his right hand. "....you're my first girlfriend. I know that sounds pathetic.....All I've had were one night stands. Even Prom, was a one night stand for me. Both of them, high school and College. Just kinda get used to it after a while.....but I do like the beaches, the food, and the bull runs too." he said trying to cover up for his mistake. Suppose it didn't matter though. He's caught himself do that to her more than once already these last couple weeks. She was probably getting fed up with it.
He almost choked on that question.....She said take some time, so he did. He thought about it but the only thing that was coming to his mind was either his pops or his line of work and getting back to the states so he could clear his name. He couldn't very well tell her about that. Not now. Last thing he wanted to happen was for her to leave him or tell the crew about it. That had to keep silent, at least until he knew for sure. His tone was a little more quiet and you could just hear the sincerity in his voice when he spoke, "Honestly, no limitations? I'd like to go back home, have my Pops alive and living back in Amarillo, BBQing till the sun set. Preferably, married and with kids or on the way. I'd love to see the look on my Pops face when he seen what I've become. Maybe even follow in his footsteps, become a professional Nascar driver like he was. Like you said earlier about home, there's just nothing quite like it. So my dream is to have my Pops back and make him proud of me." he said now looking away. It hurt, hurt real bad, but there was nothing he could do about it and that dream would never come true. But enough of the gooshy stuff. He had to look past it and again steer the conversation into something more positive.
He brushed all other thoughts aside and looked to Tess, It was time for him to wedge his question in there now. He'd been thinking about this since they left her place and it wasn't really a safe cracker or something that would determine their relationship, but it would be nice to know just so he didn't come home with one and have that awkward moment of her staring at him like 'Really? Get the fuck out.' and actually mean it. "What are your thoughts on Porn?" he asked straight out without dancing around the subject. "Do we watch it or no? Have sex to it or no?" The last two questions weren't really questions as they were an explanation of what he meant. "After my little fuck up there a few minutes ago, I kinda need to know cause I wouldn't hold it against you if you didn't put out for awhile." he laughed a bit, somewhat jokingly and somewhat serious. "I kinda deserve it if you didn't."
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Post by Tessa Jordan on Jun 13, 2014 7:12:34 GMT 2
Tessa had to admit, this game was a really good idea. Even when the conversation took a turn toward the gloomy or a topic that wasn't so happy happy, joy joy, it was nice learning more about Shawn. Somehow it just made her feel like more a part of his life in a way. She knew that he had a life before her. Hell, they both had lives before they met each other and got together. Still it made her kind of jealous that people shared his life before her. All that time spent with other people she'd never have. Yes, it was irrational. She wasn't even sure why she was feeling that way. Not that she dwelled on it or anything, it just cropped up sometimes when he mentioned a past dalliance. The more she was with him the more she didn't like being without him. And not in a clinging, 'I have to be with you physically and not let you out of my sight every moment of the day,' kind of thing. More of a, 'I like being a couple with you,' kind of thing.
Her attention turned back to Shawn while he told her where he wanted to go... and why.
She blinked a bit when he paused and looked like someone punched him in the gut. Yeah, it was a bit of a surprise that he thought a Spanish accent was sexy. But, it wasn't a huge deal. Definitely different accents were hot.
Tessa frown a bit and let him continue on while she eyed him. Curious as he went on about the boyfriend, girlfriend thing and surprising her again.
With a raised eyebrow she considered everything he was saying. Letting out a soft sigh as she thought through some things of her own.
"Really? I haven't had a serious boyfriend either really. Not like this. I mean... High school stuff, but I didn't have sex till I was in college. Then it was mostly just, I dunno what you'd even call them. Flings I guess. More than one night stands but it never went beyond a certain point, you know? And honestly... There really weren't that many before you. I guess I'm kind of selective."
She paused while she tried to decide how to address the other little tidbit he had blurted out. It seemed that he had actually thought it was a bad thing. Tessa didn't think so, unless he was thinking of dumping her for some Spanish chick. Then she'd have some issues with it. With a smirk though, she tried to see how he'd respond.
"So, how would it make you feel if I said this? Estoy tan mojada, te necesito ahora, aye pappi."
Grinning a bit she let her eyes lock onto his.
"Would you like it better if I was dressed up as a Spanish stripper? I can take requests too. I don't mind a little role play in the bedroom."
She gave him a wink and went to take another chip. Turning sideways on the bench and draping one of her legs across his lap.
Eventually they got around to her next question. She saw his expression change again. It took him a few moments before he answered. The answer he gave was definitely from his heart. This was him really opening up to her now. It was obvious it was difficult for him to talk about as well.
His dad. She nodded her head as he spoke. It was something she could completely related to. If she could bring her parents back. Her life would be so different, but... something was ripped away from her when her parents died. Both at the same time. The cops saying that her father killed her mother then killed himself. She knew there was no way that was the truth. But, that was again, something for another day.
"I'm sure your dad would be proud of you."
She gave him a shy little smile.
"You'd want to be married with a family. Maybe to a brown eyed, dark haired, petite little Texas girl?"
Tilting her head up she kissed him on the cheek. Giving him a smile even as they moved on to the next topic. It was his turn for a question and it was a doozy.
Both eyebrows went up this time.
She had to stifle a little laugh. How did they always end up on the subject of sex? At least they would never be lacking in that department she figured.
At that last part she did laugh. She just couldn't help it. He felt so bad for that. Shaking her head she smiled at him.
"Babe, it wasn't that bad. Plus... depriving you of sex would be depriving myself of sex and that would not make me happy. Though, I guess I could torture you a bit by making you watch while I take care of myself and not let you touch."
She licked her lips and watched his face for a reaction. Letting him wonder about her answer before she gave it to him. A thoughtful look on her face as she made a show of really pondering the idea.
"Well. There's nothing wrong with porn. I dunno why people always equate porn with bad or weird or whatever. It depends though too I guess. Nothing stupid or too gross. Like I don't like that whole facial stuff. If it's decent porn, yeah I'd watch with you. Having sex while watching porn, if it got us hot and bothered, hell yeah. Why not?"
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Post by Deleted on Jun 13, 2014 9:25:47 GMT 2
Now that was shocking to him. He'd have imagined her as the most popular chick in school as god as she looked. Which speaking of which,, he hadn't even mentioned yet. He noticed the outfit she chose earlier, but he got so hung up on on other stuff, he forgot to say something. He'd have to remember that when she was done. Anyways, he figured she'd have had the guys lining up at her door. It was good to know she was picky and choosy.
Is that what it was called? That's exactly what he had. but it never lasted more than a few days, mostly because he had always moved on......without telling them. But that wasn't all his fault. During the summer was always like that when his family moved from town to town for his father's races. So really, how could he have helped that scenario? It's not like long distance relationships actually worked.
He had just taken a chip into his mouth when she stated speaking Spanish to him but the shock wasn't that she knew Spanish, the shock was what she said. That said chip came out at a highly accelerated rate of speed across the table, salsa and all. His head slowly drifted to look at her with a bit of excitement in his features. Before he could answer though, she was already talking about role playing in the bedroom as some Spanish chick. God, he was starting to fall in love with her already. This was the one he wouldn't let go, for any reason.....ok, so there was one reason but he didn't think she would ever do that.
She then draped her leg over his lap and those shorts she was wearing, were practically teasing him while he thought about her as a Spanish stripper and saying those words to him. wiping his lips and face off from what chips and salsa were possibly still there, he tossed the napkin down, allowing one hand to touch softly at her thigh. He leaned in and whispered into her ear while his hand crept farther up and in her shorts, going even more north than she may have expected. His fingers graced her with his presence in that region as he spoke gently and passionately, "Bueno, porque mi polla es dura y quiero que mal." He pulled his hand back and kept in on her thigh while he snatched up another chip with a smile spread across his face.
Soon the conversation had gone back to family and dreams they wanted. He had said marriage, couple of kids and make his father proud doing what he did best. Racing. Unconsciously, he may have been referring to her not realizing it but the way he said it could have easily gone either way. Could have been someone else by the time it actually happened. But to his surprise, she automatically thought about herself.
Although the way she said it, if he came across wrong, she could easily reverse it and say she meant in general since most Texas girls were dark haired, dark eyed, and well, not necessarily petite, but definitely a Texas girl. Just odd how all those traits seemed to be an exact description of herself. Was she trying to rush things between them? Or just casually talking? Made him wonder but marriage was definitely the last thing on his mind right now. Hell, even kids were the last thing they needed at this point. All their fun would be taken away to care for some little rug rat. Stuck in the house, not able to race, not able to help Dom with much, especially if there was a chance neither one of them returned home. There was too much risk involved right now to think that far ahead. But besides all his thoughts, he had the perfect answer both accommodating her dreams but also the reality of things. "Quite possibly. Just not now, I'm talking future, near future, but not to near. We have too much going right now to be thinking that far ahead. I mean if it comes up that you are...." he said moving his hand from her thigh to her tummy, then we get out of this life. But if not, you sure you want to rush all that to lose all this?"[/color] It wasn't his question for the game, this was an honest and serious question to consider. All games aside, what did she really want? This life of money, freedom and fun? Or the life of settling down, having a family, and being the normal everyday people in the world? He was still young and to give it all up now, he wasn't sure he was ready for that. He didn't plan on all this till at least he was in his thirties and it wasn't like he was gonna die tomorrow. He liked his fun.
Eventually, they were back to the Game again and his question of porn was answered. Funny how things were revolving around sex with them, but he couldn't blame her. It was damn good and he couldn't deny it. Especially with new found interests of role playing in the bedroom? That was definitely going to happen. There was no doubt. But before she answered his question, she had to make it known that she was torturing herself if she deprived him. Mentally, he could see him pulling his fist back and going 'YES!', but outwardly, he only nodded, wanting to say something that would come off egotistical. Something along the lines of, 'yeah, you know you couldn't live without this' and point to his crotch. But he'd already pushed his luck and wasn't about to push it anymore. The simple fact that she'd rather play with herself to torture him was even alright with him. In fact, he'd like to see that happen one night. Maybe even a lap dance in the process. God, he was going to corrupt her if she wasn't already. So long as she was willing that is. He could see it now, her lying on the bed and .....Really? They had to forget this whole house hunting thing and go back to her place......
He couldn't help himself anymore....he leaned in and placed his head on her shoulder as if to hug her. "You know, you're making it really hard not to love you. " he said with a laugh. He lifted his head and placed a hand to her face and turned it so they were looking at one another before he finally kissed her. "Seriously, Is there nothing that isn't perfect with you?" In a way he was hoping there was cause this seemed like a dream come true that he never asked for. He didn't want to just wake up and be sitting in front of the toilet barfing his guts up after a long night of drinking and getting stupid. Were these last couple weeks just one long dream and instead of waking up next to her like he did, he was really lying next to some cow in the pasture? Did he drink himself to death and this was what heaven was like? If so, he'd never want to leave this.
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Post by Tessa Jordan on Jun 14, 2014 5:30:40 GMT 2
Well their lunch was definitely taking a turn in an interesting direction. Her little Spanish utterance had gotten his full attention. Eliciting a reaction that pleased her and had her stifling a laugh as the chip he was about to eat flew across the table.
She did her best to act like everything was normal. Casually nibbling on a chip herself, pretending she hadn't even noticed his reaction. That plan went fine right up until she felt his hand on her thigh. When his hand started to creep up her leg, she knew she was in trouble. He was teasing her right back and playing dirty. As he whispered in her ear she closed her eyes and bit on her lip, hard. She was not going to let out a moan with all these people around. Her hips wiggled in response automatically though. She couldn't help that.
Her breath left her in a whoosh when his hand slipped away. It was partially a sigh of disappointment but also of relief. At some point she may have found she couldn't control herself with him and that would be embarrassing in the aftermath.
Peering up at him sideways she saw the smug look on his face as he ate another chip. Quietly she hissed out.
"You are so evil."
Then things settled down again. For the moment. He'd answered her question about his dream already. She was pretty sure even though he was the one to mention it, the thought of marriage had him back pedaling a bit.
She rolled her eyes and shook her head. Not even sure how to respond to that. Of course she hadn't meant now.
"I just meant... in the dreamland when you were married with a family, would it be with someone like me. It's no big deal. Not something to worry about now. And I don't think we should even worry about whether I am or I'm not." She put her hand over her own stomach, rubbing her belly softly. "Because the die has already been cast. We just don't know what it is yet. Can't change it. Only accept it when we find out the answer."
Okay, maybe that sounded weird, but it was true. They had already done the deed and they couldn't undo it. But, enough about that anyway.
His reaction to her answer about the porn question had her giving him a wicked smirk. She wondered if it was really so surprising to him that she was open to that type of thing.
Then he kissed her and she melted into him. Arms going around his neck as the kiss lingered. Reluctant to break away even to take a breath.
Tessa laughed at that. She was so far from perfect it wasn't funny. It made her feel good that he would say those things though. As if through his eyes, at least in this moment he didn't see her flaws. Or... at least they didn't seem to matter.
"I'm a long way from being perfect, Shawn. I think we got lucky. We fit together well. We're compatible I guess. I don't really know, but I'm not going to question it. I choose to be thankful about it."
Yeah, neither one of the were perfect. It wouldn't be right if they were anyway. Everyone had flaws. The trick was accepting someone's flaws and finding a way to live with them. Something else she had never had to do. When she looked at Shawn though, whatever his flaws were didn't matter. She just saw him and knew she didn't want lose him.
At some point, their food had arrived. There were nods of thanks and an exchange of words to let them know they were fine and had everything they needed. It was a quick blip and pause in there conversation. They started to eat while they talked some more.
"Sooooo, where were we? We done with the game? You wanna ask another question? Do we have time to dilly dally?" The questions came in between bites over her enchiladas. "By the way, these are delicious. We have to come back here."
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Post by Deleted on Jun 14, 2014 10:32:21 GMT 2
Shawn was doubting that but if Tessa was saying she was far from perfect, he had to wonder why a bit. After all, she did say that she didn't have the guys lining up at her door, and as beautiful as she was, it made him wonder what flaws she had. Would he be able to put up with them? Would he be able to look past them? Hopefully it wasn't something along the lines of parents being circus clowns that died tragically and it messed her up enough to be some psycho stalking cereal killing bitch. That would just suck. Maybe she was one of those jealous clingy types that would jump in some bitches face and kill a bitch just for saying hi to him. Now he was starting to get a bit scared as these thoughts came into his head but he nodded in agreement anyways.
Soon the owner of the taco shack was coming up to them and delivering them their food, placing their plates in front of them along with their cokes. Shawn looked at it and smelled it off the bat, taking the biggest whiff that his nose would allow. Tess on the other hand was already eating, shoveling it in faster than a fat guy loved cake. The only time she didn't was when she was taking in a breather to talk.
He laughed just a bit and of course he was exaggerating a bit in his thoughts about the fat kid loving cake thing, but it was a bit amusing as her sentences were short and rapid between bites. She wasn't all that hungry, was she? He smiled and looked to his watch seeing they had almost a half an hour to eat and get to their first house. "We have a few minutes so we can continue while we eat. If I'm correct, it's your turn.....but since you're loving those enchiladas so much, I have a question for you." he said taking his first bite of his lunch. They talked about porn, they talked about role playing in the bedroom, and she had mentioned no facials and rough sex, so she had limitations but still was curious to experience things. His question was how far she was willing to go, but he wouldn't come directly out and ask it that way. Instead, he'd test the waters and ask instead to test her. Depending on her answer, he'd get a general idea about how crazy and exactly how far she was willing to go. "Here it goes, what was your craziest most insane sexual experience that just turned you on to no end? If you tell me your, I'll tell you mine." he said with a smile. "Or no....better yet.....what was your most embarrassing sexual experience." he asked with a small chuckle. "And same thing goes, I'l tell you mine if you tell me yours."
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Post by Tessa Jordan on Jun 16, 2014 5:04:41 GMT 2
The food was good, the conversation was interesting to say the least. Considering the range of topics they had gone through. It was fine with her though. She didn't mind. They kept talking as they enjoyed their lunch.
Oh yeah, it was supposed to be her turn she thought. No big deal though if he had another question for her. She took another bite and a sip of her coke.
Tessa's fork stopped midway to her mouth. Her eyes blinked a few times and she could feel her face got warm. She was blushing a bit. Not because they were talking about sex, she didn't have a problem with that. It was more because she didn't have that much experience and it was obvious that Shawn was way more wise in the ways in that department.
"I told you... I haven't really had that much experience."
Growing up in Texas with her family she had always been the good girl. She did what was expected of her. Yes, she was popular at school. She had some boyfriends in high school. Really just one main one that she had known since they were little. Sure, she even had guys wanting to ask her out. Good girls didn't have sex in high school or before marriage. At the time that's what was expected of her.
It wasn't until after her parents died and she went off to college did all that thinking get thrown out the window. By that time though, she had closed up her heart. She hadn't wanted to let anyone in. It was just easier that way for her. So, if she met someone interesting they would date, if he wasn't a total douche bag it might proceed to the sex stage, but generally after awhile it was obvious it wasn't going to go anywhere further so they'd go there separate ways. Then more and more she just got pickier and pickier.
Which is why this whole thing had her off balance a bit. She wasn't particularly shy about sex, in fact she very much liked it. If she could have it on a regular basis she was cool with that. She just hadn't had the opportunity before because she wasn't going to sleep with some random guys just to scratch some itch. Shaking her head she tuned back into Shawn continuing his question. Changing it up a bit.
Well, hell. That wasn't much better. Actually, it was probably worse. Though, in this category... she had more experience in. Embarrassing moments out weighed the awesome moments by far. Well, until recently that was. That thought brought a smile to her face, even as her cheeks flushed again.
"Ummm... Okay... maybe cliche but I'd have to say my first time." She let out a sigh, not exactly thrilled with the memory. It certainly wasn't like a girl imagined her first time to be like. It was just another thing that had her throwing away the beliefs she had grown up with. Things like, hard work pays off, good things happen to good people, love is a wonderful thing, etc.. Not in Tessa's experience at the time.
Glancing at Shawn she knew that wasn't going to be enough of an answer so she continued.
"Well... I was in college, freshman year. Went to a frat party with a guy I had been out with a few times. He had seemed decent and all. At the party though, he got really drunk. I admit, I had my fair share of alcohol as well so I was feeling uninhibited. One thing lead to another and we ended up back in my room."
She looked down at her food, not sure if she wanted to go on. Fair was fair though. She had agreed to this game. Another breath huffed out and she cleared her throat.
"It was my first time and I told him that. He assured me everything was fine. I had no clue though. But, he had some mechanical trouble with his equipment. I think the term is 'whiskey dick'. Yeah, anyway. By this time... I was pretty worked up and looking forward to it myself. Can you see where this is going? It was a disaster, it hurt, it was awkward, the dude was an idiot. I mean... it was humiliating. For a long time I thought it was me. That I had done something wrong. So, yeah... it was embarrassing."
Shrugging she took the last bite of her food and put her fork down. Picked up her coke and took a drink. Yeah, not one of the highlights of her sex life, that was for sure. It was a long time before she ever spoke of that to anyone and found out it wasn't her fault.
"Now, you tell me yours."
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Post by Deleted on Jun 16, 2014 6:27:38 GMT 2
He stopped a second after he asked her seeing the frozen look of fright on her face when he finally turned it around and asked for the embarrassing moment instead. Everyone had embarrassing sex moments. Everyone. He had plenty but before he went on explaining his, he wanted to hear hers. So he listened while he ate and truthfully....it wasn't funny. It was horrible that her first time had to suck like that and he felt he had to make it up to her in some way. Naturally the first time was going to be nothing short of terrible, hell, it was for him. It lasted a whopping 30 seconds before he was done and was thinking to himself, WTF, is that it? Well, then Porn came into the picture and it was like a light at the end of a tunnel. But his first time wasn't the most embarrassing as it was for Tess.
"Eeek, Sorry to here that. but you're gonna tell me that you were a virgin until College? I think you need to eat a hot pepper for that. I don't believe that. Were your parents bible nuts or something?" he laughed a bit.
High school was his first time but still not the most embarrassing. He was only 17, still a junior. It was with the hottest, well....the hottest for high school anyways. She was the football cheerleader and he was the guy who stole the quarterbacks girl. Needless to say, they had a thing going on and she went back to the quarterback. God, he was made fun of, but it still wasn't his most embarrassing moment. Yeah it sucked, but it wasn't all that bad after he took the mouthy quarterback in a car race and took his car. It was actually that incidence that had the girls flowing in his direction and well, horny and 17, yeah he got a round a bit, but only with a few girls. Literally like three and one was a sex freak and taught him things he would have never imagined. This is when Porn was introduced to his life. He still remembered the first time his father came into his room one day without knocking and seen him well, you see where this is going. He flew off the bed, covers and all, while his dad quickly closed the door. Later that day came the father and son talk, but it was totally cool when his dad told him that it happened to him when he was Shawn's age too. It's common.....sometimes.....wasn't it? From that moment on, his dad was even given him pointers. Yeah a little weird, but that was the kind of relationship him and his dad had. They could talk about anything and mostly when working on his Pop's race car in the garage. It got Shawn what he thought was his first steady girlfriend which turned out to be some whore of the senior year. But really, who gave a shit? It gave him experience in the field and one night stands or flings became the new thing after that. After the fourth girl in a month, it was then that his Pops had to tell him to slow down and yet another father son talk pursued.
But still, that was not his most embarrassing moment. "Ok, well that's nothing...." he said turning his head back to his plate with almost a blush coming to his cheeks.
"OK, but you have to promise not to laugh....." he said waiting before he started, but knew she would anyways. She wasn't human if she didn't. "Ok, so it was my last year in High school, my senior year. I was dating this girl that was supposed to go to Prom with me. Now remind you, my family owned a farm that they tended to in the off season, so we had this barn where my dad stored the cars." he said taking a bite of his food. Swallowing, he continued. "My dad had just won his last race, so naturally there was a party that night. I invited this girl to it and we lived it up that night, my dad letting us drink a bit. Well, I didn't get hammered or buzzed, so I was completely in my right mind and so was she. Well, she started it, reaching over and such before we ended up outside looking for a place to go. Well, with a party going on, loud music and alcohol, the yard was being taken up by all my father's friends and family. The barn was where the DJ was playing and people dancing, My mother was monitoring the house so it wasn't used as a whore shack for their drunk friends. She had all her girlfriends over and they were having their own good time in the house. There was no where to go and we were getting antsy, so I looked up and thought of the loft. So we snuck up there, looked over the edge and no one even bothered to look up. The music would conceal any noise, and everyone was too busy dancing and having a good ole time. So one thing lead to another and we started getting busy. Well, I stood to take off my pants and tripped over a hay bail....." he said taking another bite and wondering if she could see where this was going. Swallowing again, he continued, "Well, I tried to catch my balance reaching out for the chick I was about to bang, but still fell backwards.....off the loft and on top of my fathers winning race car. The music stopped, people spread stopped and looked when they heard me landing on the hood and just stared........then laughed as I laid there with my pants to my ankles, my shirt off, and looking like some fool." he took a drink of the coke and then looked to Tess to see if she was even smiling. "That was embarrassing but not the most embarrassing part. Later that night,I found out one of my father's sponsors pulled their sponsorship because it was their daughter I was about to bang." Looking back on it, even he laughed a bit.
"I'm still shocked you don't have anything else but your first time to look back on. You were a prude back then. You and me would have never gotten along back then." he said with a laugh. He then looked at his watch and noticed the time. "So tell me....what brought you out of your shell? Why the sudden change in heart cause from what I can see from texts I sent and from stories I've heard of our first night, we had a fucking good time. That doesn't sound like the Tess from back then. So what made you finally come out of that cocoon?"
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