A Question of Love

Ch 4

It had been months since Linda had been at the house and met Jennifer. Okay, it had only been a little over two weeks, but it sure as hell felt like months. I'd managed to keep a lid on the secret of who Linda was, though Eddie was like a bloodhound, trying everything she knew, including flashing me one of her tits and offering to completely strip and fuck me, if I'd just tell her who the mysterious Linda was. It was almost painful to watch how hard she was trying to solve this puzzle. Linda also found it amusing, fortunately. But I just kept to my story that I didn't know. All I knew was Linda. Eddie is smart, or she wouldn't be my deputy in the station, but she didn't know when to quit, at least about this.

Yeah, I did miss Linda horribly, but I was learning to deal with it. It was a different kind of missing than what I felt for Grace, but I was also learning that missing Grace didn't have to be the end of my world. Of course the multiple phone calls a day helped. I had gotten Linda to cut those down on my shift days to one, and also to make sure she understood that if I didn't answer, it wasn't because I didn't want to talk, but couldn't. That unfortunately happened more times than not on shift days, we were, after all, a pretty busy fire station. On off days it was another matter. I was more than happy to set aside whatever I was doing to talk when she called. Usually, she called me during the day when she had a break or was traveling some place and I called her just before I called it a night, each of us giving each other wishes for a pleasant night's sleep and dreams filled with each other. I had to admit, she had my dreams filled quite often, especially when we said goodnight over face time, usually naked. But that also fed the longing to sleep with her again. Not so much for the sex, but just to hold her in my arms all night.

"So, if we push the SCBA certification down a few shifts, we can sneak that new bio training in right up here," Eddie said, reaching to my tablet and dragging her finger, and the icon for the certification training, down the calendar.

"Yeah. But that pushes back the PT test. You know they want that done by the end of the month."

"There's just too much in the schedule. All it's going to take is one big call and the whole thing falls apart. We gotta build more flex days in," Eddie said with a frown. "Can't you get the head shed to back off on a few of these?"

"Hey Chief!" Ricky said as he stuck his head in my office door. "You got visitors!"

"Visitors?" I asked, looking up, my mood meter jetting instantly from irritated to happy at the sight of Linda through the glass windows of my office. I got up and moved towards the door even faster than I did when there was a call, reaching out to wrap my arms around her as she walked in through the door. She almost launched herself against me, wrapping her arms around my neck as I pulled her into me, her cheek pressing to mine for several seconds before she pulled her head back to press her lips to mine. The kiss was forceful and urgent at first, slowly softening to sweet and loving over the nearly thirty second long embrace. "Oh God you feel good," I whispered as we broke the kiss and I let her put her weight down on her own feet. I could hear the guys in the bay whistling and calling as we embraced.

"You too. God, I missed you so much," she whispered back.

"What are you doing here?" I asked as I loosened my grip on her a bit more.

"Surprise!" she said with a wide smile.

"Boss? This is Linda?" Eddie asked from where she sat back in the chair next to my desk, a look of shock on her face, something that was extremely difficult to put there.

"Yeah. Eddie, Linda. Linda, Eddie. Oh yeah. This is um, Madison," I said motioning to the brunette that I'd met at the ski lodge with Linda.

"Eddie! So nice to meet you. Gene has told me so much about you," Linda said sweetly, gently pulling from my arms and smoothing the simple yellow sundress down as she did.

"All good I hope," Eddie replied, standing up and reaching out to take Linda's offered hand.

"Well almost. All except a few not so subtle attempts to bribe him with sex to reveal who I am."

I saw Eddie blush, something else I'd NEVER seen her do before. "Yeah. It was just playful. I wouldn't really do it."

"I know. So did Gene," she said without the smile leaving her face.

"So, what are you doing here? I thought you two were headed to Hawaii?" I asked a little confused.

"I am. But not without you," Linda said, turning back to me, her face still smiling almost as large as I'd ever seen.

"Me? I can't leave. My shift isn't over until tomorrow morning," I protested automatically.

"Actually, you're on vacation for the next four days. According to your, um, battalion commander?"

"My Battalion chief?" I asked, definitely confused.

"Yes. That's it. Battalion chief. Anyway, according to your boss, you have tons of unused vacation and he couldn't wait to authorize you a few days, especially after I suggested that he could pick anything in my line for his wife."

"You bribed the battalion Chief to get me off?" I asked, looking at her in shock.

"Oh, I wouldn't call it a bribe. He was falling all over himself to be helpful once he recognized me. The gift was to seal the deal. I wasn't taking any chances on him saying no."

"I still don't understand."

"It's simple," she said quietly, barely above a whisper as she stepped back in front of me, her breasts nearly touching the back of her hands as she rested both hands on my chest. "If we're going to move forward, I think you need to know what it is I do, exactly. I know you said you don't care, but what I do isn't always easy for men to accept. This is a more private photo shoot than a lot, but...I wanted you to see. I want you to know what it is you're getting yourself into."

"That settles it. You ARE Linda Cowel!" Eddie said with a huge grin. "Jesus. Gene! You're dating a famous super model!"

"Yeah. I know Eddie," I admitted.

"And you wouldn't tell us?"

"Hell no! You think I'd ever live it down?"

"Not hardly," she said with a smile.

"Oh. This is for you," Linda said, turning to take a small, wrapped package from Madison. She held it out to Eddie, who took it. "It's okay. I promise, it doesn't explode or anything."

"Uh. Yeah," Eddie said a little awkwardly, unwrapping the present tentatively. She opened the small box and pulled out a set of the red panty and bra that Linda had designed. "Are these?"

"Yes. The same. Gene told me you like to wear sexy things for your husband. I thought he might appreciate you wearing an LC original. I had to guess on the size based on Gene's description, so if it's wrong, let me know and I'll happy send you the right size."

"Oh no. These look just fine. My husband definitely will enjoy this!" she answered.

"Good. So, Gene, should we go? We have a plane to catch in less than two hours."

"Go where? Hawaii? You were serious?"

"Of course. I was serious."

"Uh. I don't have anything packed," I protested.

She gave me a crooked little grin. "Trust me, you won't need much. I plan on keeping you naked most of the trip! But just the same, I have a change of clothes for you in the car." Then she leaned a little closer to me. "It's a half hour to the airport and I'm not wearing anything under this dress. Can you think of anything we can do in half an hour?" she asked, her face breaking into another grin.

I couldn't help but blush as Eddie stepped over and pushed my back. "Jesus Boss! You gonna pass up an invitation like that? Get the hell out of here! You got a date with the most spectacular woman in the world, literally, and you're arguing you don't have anything to wear. Sometimes I wonder about you boss!"

"Yeah. Okay," I answered, walking through the door with Linda, her arm sliding around my waist to pull herself against me as we walked to the front pad with Madison following close behind, a fairly long limo waiting for us there. The driver opened the door and we ducked in, the door closing behind us.

"Come on. Let's get you out of that uniform," Linda said, moving to kneel on the floor of the limo, her hands reaching to my shirt.

"Here? In front of Madison?" I asked, grabbing her hand and stopping her from undressing me.

"Well. First off, you can't get changed without taking your clothes off. Second, right now I'd fuck you on a street corner I'm so fucking horny for you. Third, you're gonna see her naked tomorrow anyway, so it's only fair, right? And lastly, she's seen me fucking before."

"Okay. If you insist."

"Linda said you were bashful," Madison said from the seat where she was watching the two of us. "So maybe this will help," she said as she began undoing the long row of buttons down the front of her dress.

"Is she going to...?"

"Get undressed too? Uh huh," Linda said as she freed her hands from mine and went back to work on my shirt. "Now, we really only do have half an hour!"

"Yeah. Okay," I answered, moving my hands to help take my clothes off. It was surprising how quickly the two of us got me naked. Linda stripped the dress off in only seconds, and then climbed onto my lap facing me.

"Oh yeah. God, I want this sooooo bad," Linda groaned as she slowly slid down onto my fat hard-on.

"She's almost impossible some days. She's not used to going this long without sex."

"There have always been plenty of guys that wanted where you are now," Linda moaned. "But until you say to go away, this is all yours and only yours."

"Oh damn," I groaned as she began to bounce up and down my shaft, her velvety soft vaginal walls teasing my fat mushroom head in all the right ways. "This is so much better than doing it to myself with you on the phone."

"Definitely," Linda moaned. "God you feel so good. And we're gonna have four days together to do it as many times as we can." Up and down she bounced, my hands capturing her big soft tits. "Make me come and come with me. We'll have lots of time for long slow love-making, but I want to come before we get to the airport."

"Uh huh," I grunted in reply, knowing full well that I wasn't going to last all that long anyway. I leaned my head towards her and sucked one of her nipples into my mouth, teasing it with the tip of my tongue.

"Oh yeah. That's it. Nibble it lover," Linda moaned. "God it's going to make me come so fast. Shit. Oh honey. Come with me. Oh damn. I'm almost there."

"Yeah. Me too," I grunted, feeling the rush spread through me as she pounded herself down onto my lap over and over again.

"Oh fuck!" I heard Madison gasp, causing me to look over at her. She was completely naked, her legs pulled up and apart, one hand squeezing her own nipple, the other between her legs, two fingers pushing in and out of her shaved pussy. "OH God," she gasped again as her own climax started to wash over her, her legs shaking and trembling.

"Shit honey. God I'm COMMMMMMIIIINNNNNG!" Linda cried as her pussy squeezed and spasmed around me. Up and down she continued to ride me, my fat cock sliding into her spasming pussy pushing her climax even higher.

"Uhhhhh fuck," I grunted as the sudden change in sensations pushed me over the top. My body jerked and I could feel a gush of cum surge into her.

"FUCK YES!" she cried, slamming herself down on me and wrapping her hands around me. She pulled my face to her chest and held me as my body jerked and twitched, pumping shot after shot of cum into her. "Ohhhhh God I wanted to feel that so badly," she moaned softly after her own shuddering orgasm started to fade.

"God, you feel so good," I whispered. "I wish I didn't ever have to let go of you."

She eased her grip on my head and let me look up at her. She lowered her face to mine and kissed me, long wet and slow, sucking my lower lip and teasing her tongue into my mouth. She broke the minutes long kiss slowly, her forehead resting on mine. "You always seem to know just exactly what I need to hear. I thought men didn't understand women."

"We don't," I whispered back. "I'm just saying what I'm feeling."

"Then we must be feeling the same things," she whispered in reply.

"I think we better get dressed though," Madison said as the limo slowed to get off on the exit ramp.

"Yeah. For now," Linda answered, pulling off my shrinking dick.

I'd never flown first class, so it was an experience. Linda and I spent much of the time snuggling and talking about life in general, Linda intentionally avoiding the upcoming days. Linda also included Madison in some of our conversations, who seemed to love to tell embarrassing stories of she and her friends escapades. After almost nine hours in an airplane, another two in what I would call a puddle jumper, and then a drive in a ten passenger golf cart, we were finally at the end of our trip, a little palm frond roofed bungalow less than twenty yards from the ocean. It might only be ten at night, but according to my body clock it was something closer to two AM. That wasn't about to stop either of us from enjoying each other before bed.

The bungalow wasn't large, but then it didn't need to be. It had a king-sized bed in the middle of the room, with a drape of fine mesh netting hanging from the center of the ceiling and flowing out over the bed. It also had a small bathroom with a toilet, and a shower, though no drain, the water just drained down through the slatted bamboo matting.

We slowly undressed each other, savoring not only the process, but each new exposed inch of bare skin with gentle touches and kisses. She took my hand, and instead of pulling me onto the bed, surprised me and pulled me to the doorway of the little hut. She let go of my hand, bounded down the stairs. She ran towards the surprisingly gentle surf only a hundred or so feet away, calling over her shoulder for me to "Come on!"

I jumped down the three stairs and followed her towards the surf, reaching the hard wet section of sand well after she had crossed it and was already wading out into the maybe foot high waves lapping the shoreline. She stopped in the surf about thigh deep and waited for me to catch up, quickly splashing water at me. We stood naked, splashing at each other like a couple kids until I darted the last few feet to her, scooping her up in my arms. I was always surprised at how light she felt in my arms, and tonight was no exception. I easily carried her out of the water onto the hard packed sand and laid her down. With a grin I crawled over the top of her and aimed my rigid hard-on towards her pussy.

"You're mine now," I grunted as I pressed my head against her wet pussy lips.

She giggled girlishly before replying. "I guess I'm at your mercy. Take me! Take me to ecstasy!" she said with false drama. I grinned down at her and pressed myself slowly into her, the look on her face changing quickly. She closed her eyes and arched her back, reaching her hands up to me and sliding them up around my sides and down to my hips, pulling on me to coax me deeper into her. "Oh God I love how you feel inside me," she moaned as I felt my mushroom head press against her cervix, her vagina almost a perfect match for my length, allowing her clit to press to the base of my cock at the same time. I started to stroke in and out of her, pumping my hips in time with her rocking, causing my cock to slide alternately with more pressure along the front of her walls and back with each stroke.

In and out I slid, watching her face, enjoying the way she looked in the bluish moonlight. I couldn't help my mind momentarily jumping to thinking of Grace and how, years ago, I tried to coax her into making love to her on the beach in North Carolina when we were camping there. Now here I was, in Hawaii, making love to a very special and incredibly beautiful woman on the beach. Sometimes it was hard to comprehend just exactly what twists and turns would drive your life. Being with Linda made me feel almost as happy as I did with Grace when we were first married. Of course these random thoughts didn't do much for spurring on my orgasm, allowing me to continue to stroke in and out even longer, Linda withering and moaning under me as her own climax had long since overtaken her.

"Oh God. Come for me lover. Come for me. Fill me with your love," she moaned, her hands squeezing my hips and her heels digging into my ass to drive me harder into her with each stroke. "Oh God Gene, I love you so much!"

"Almost there," I grunted, my mind refocusing on the sensations of my cock sliding in and out of her, pushing me ever closer. The urgency built, driving my few final strokes into her even harder, sliding her body slightly in the sand before my body jerked and a massive surge of cum flowed into her.

"GOD YES!" she screamed into the night as she felt me pumping shot after shot into her, filling her sweet pussy with cum. I held myself still, my body twitching periodically as my cock slowly softened inside her. I saw her look at me, the look of bliss slowly fading to something else. Fear? Trepidation? I wasn't sure.

"What's wrong?" I asked as she unwrapped her legs from around me and slid her hands up to my back to pull me down tightly onto her. I felt her cheek press to mine and felt a tear slide down and around where our cheeks pressed together. I gently pushed my face from hers to look into her eyes. "Hey. What's the matter? I thought you'd be happy to have me here?"

"Oh God Gene. I wish I was as brave as you are. Right now I'm so scared."

"Brave? I don't get it."

"I've watched footage of you on fires. You stand in front of these huge fires, sometimes walking in or out of the doorway with smoke billowing out around you like someone walking into a grocery store."

"It's just part of the job. That doesn't make me brave."

"Oh God yes it does. You do this all the time. You tell people where to go and what to do and every time you live with the chance that if you make a mistake, someone could die, maybe even you. Yet you do it as if it was routine."

I chuckled. "It is routine."

"See, that's what I mean. You don't even realize how brave you are. I couldn't ever do that. If I make a mistake, the worst thing that happens is I might lose a few dollars or have to take a picture over. If I had to make a decision that could effectively end a life, I'd be terrified beyond words."

"But you don't have to. It's not your job."

"But I did. I had to make that choice. That's why you're here, and now that you are, I'm so scared that I made the wrong choice."

"I honestly don't understand," I whispered, looking down at her.

"When I met you, you had no idea who I was. After that first night, I couldn't help but start to think about what it would be like to have a normal life, a family, a home with an incredibly loving husband. I started to think about that with you. Then Jennifer recognized me and I felt all those dreams suddenly evaporate. I knew that it was all a dream because you'd not want anything to do with me. I mean, hell, I get naked in front of hundreds of thousands of men every year, maybe not in person, but in pictures and video. Why would a sweet, caring, loving man like you want someone like me?"

"Why wouldn't I?"

"Please, let me finish."

"Okay," I whispered.

"I thought that maybe if you saw what I did, how it all really worked, that maybe, just maybe you wouldn't run away. See, I still want to have that family. You've had children. You've watched them grow and turn into wonderful adults. But I haven't, and I'm afraid I never will. You were my chance, and now I'm afraid I ruined it."

"Ruined it? How?"

"By bringing you here. As long as you hadn't seen, it was more distant. Not quite so personal. But if we're going to work, I needed for you to see it, to be there. I don't want it to be a secret. I so badly want you to accept it, but if you don't. If you can't. Then I've made that mistake that would end a life."