Bmb: Version 5-3

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: This is a work of fiction, and it was created solely by me as the author. Any similarities to characters, businesses, places, or things are all happenstance, though my appreciation to those who have

inspired

my works is immense.

Author's Note

: This entire series is based on the same characters, places, and general situations, but will be shared in the form of five different versions. I'm hoping you'll appreciate the various approaches as they are posted. And be aware, some versions go into certain details more than others, so remaining calm and awaiting the next installment may be necessary, but I assure you, it'll be worth it. Questions and comments are welcome. I hope everyone will be kind.

I've included a recap, and here's a hint (for those who read these notes all the way through): This part begins with Trin's continued POV.

Recap: Wednesday, December 7 6:34PM

Tommy: "Gracie has taken a turn for the worse. Dad is calling the vet. Thought you should know. You're welcome to come say goodbye before she's put down. Sorry for the text. Not doing so hot. - T"

I turned to look at the guys and shook my head. "I have to go," I told them, and Dougie nodded.

"I'll be right behind you," Dougie answered.

I went over to Jeremy's side and squeezed his hand. "I want to..."

"I know, but he needs you," Jeremy responded without hesitation. I paused which made him squeeze my hand back. "Go, Trin."

"Thanks, Jer," I told him and kissed his forehead. "I'll be back Monday, if not before then. Take care." I turned away and then turned back suddenly. "And welcome home."

BMB: Version 5-3

I headed for Tommy's place and parked next to his truck. I ran to the backdoor of the main house and found Tommy standing in the kitchen alone.

"Oh, thank God," he whispered and with two long strides, he approached me and pulled me into his arms. "I didn't want you to miss saying goodbye."

"I came as soon as I saw the text," I told him and nodded against his head. "Dougie should be right behind me."

"Head on in," Tommy encouraged. "Dad's been sitting with her."

I walked into the living room, and when Tom looked up, he nodded. "The vet is on the way, so we still have a little time. Come on over, Trin. She's going to want to see you before she..." he said and trailed off. I knew what he meant. It broke my heart to see the pain in his eyes.

I got down to sit by Gracie and petted her head. "Hey, Gracie-girl," I said and smiled when she lifted her head to put it on my leg as she had the last time I'd been there. "Hi, sweetheart. I hear you're just not feeling all that good, huh? Well, let me tell you something. It's been an honor being your friend. You are the coolest non-human I have ever met, Gracie," I told her quietly. "I'm so glad that you ran out to meet me that day. I will always be grateful to have known you. You've lived a long life, and you deserve to be out of the pain you're in now. Soon, you'll be running around with lots of other dogs and having the time of your afterlife."

I changed my position to kneel and then bent down to kiss her head. "Thanks for being you, Gracie," I whispered and petted her a few more times. "Thanks for being my friend." I got up and walked back into the kitchen without looking at anyone. If I made eye contact with anyone who was crying, I would lose it. I went to stand by Tommy and stared at the floor.

Dougie ran in the door and headed for the living room. The vet made it shortly after Dougie said his goodbyes. I motioned for Tommy to follow the family into the living room to be there with them when she passed away. He squeezed my hand and left me in the kitchen. When it was all done, Tommy took my hand and led me to his place. I stopped at my car to grab my purse and to lock my car. When his door was closed, he kept his back to me.

"Tommy," I whispered and stood against him with my hands on his arms and my face against his back. I didn't know if he wanted to cry alone or have me stay. Before I could ask, he turned around and wrapped his arms around me. I closed my eyes and ran my fingers through his hair. "It's OK. I'm here. I'm here for you," I reiterated and held him tighter. He said no words. He just shook against my body.

I pulled from his embrace and motioned with my head for him to follow me. He put up a finger to tell me to hold on while he took off his shoes, turned out the light, and locked the door. He took my hand and led me to the bed but didn't lay me down or undress me. He pulled out his phone and played a song. My arms were led by his hands to wrap around his neck, and then his came down to wrap tightly around me. Soon we were swaying and holding each other tightly as the music surrounded us.

After five songs, Tommy stood back and pulled off his shirt. He walked to the bathroom, and I used the opportunity to grab my purse. I was waiting outside the bathroom door when Tommy came out and pointed at it. "Go change," he encouraged and nodded. "I had Georgie put some shorts in there for you to keep here until you decide to keep your own here. We've never planned a night here yet." I nodded and went to the bathroom to change clothes. I pulled off my bra from under my shirt and then changed from my jeans to the comfy shorts Georgie had left for me.

Tommy was waiting outside the bathroom door and took my hand to lead me to bed. He was wearing shorts, and that shirtless look had me feeling pretty warm. It wasn't long before we were lost in our passionate kisses and wrapped up with each other tightly. Man, he felt so good.

It didn't surprise me that his hands roamed down to the hem of my shirt. I think I surprised us both when I reached down and tore it off. Soon his mouth was all over me. I held his head and moaned as he licked and sucked my nipples until I was nearly dizzy. Finally, once he'd placed his mark on both breasts, we settled in and fell asleep.

I woke up to find him sitting up on his side of the bed. I could tell he was upset. I put on my shirt and knelt behind him to wrap my arms around him. "Will you let me hold you?"

He turned his tear-filled eyes to look at me and then climbed onto the bed to lay his head in my lap. I ran my fingers through his hair and held him close to me when he suddenly wrapped his arms around me and cried into my shirt. I continued to hold him and ran my fingers through his hair.

"I know nothing I say will necessarily make you feel better, but I'm here for you," I told him softly. "Plus, I think it's sexy when a guy cries. Hiding it is bullshit. And I like when you wrap your arms around me. It makes me feel secure."

"Ha, even when I'm crying?"

"Especially when you are," I confirmed. "I'm secure in the fact that you're not just after some ass. You feel comfortable being yourself with me and hold me to show it. I think I've created a dancing fiend, but I'll take it." I leaned down to whisper. "I happen to be rather hot for you."

"I'm only dancing with you," he clarified. He then took in a big breath and blew it out against my stomach. It tickled a little. I laughed quietly. He caught that laugh, so when he inhaled deeply again, he lifted my shirt and blew gently around my belly button. I giggled and moved under him. Finally, he took in one final breath and rather than blowing air, he put his mouth to my stomach and blew a raspberry.

"Tommy!" I yelled and laughed out loud. "You are such a boy," I accused and laughed some more.

"Oh, here we go with the boy comments again," he argued. "Do you remember what happened last time you teased me about that?"

I smiled and nodded happily. "Worked out well for me then. Why not now?"

"Oh, ho, ho!" he taunted and let me go.

"OK, Santa," I teased and laughed again.

"You're pushing it, Trinity," he warned and slid back to lie in his spot, only he was facing the other way. Ah, so he was going to reverse the attack. Two could play that game. I turned and sighed loudly as I sat on the edge of the bed. I slowly took my shirt off again and tossed it over to his side of the bed. I sighed again and laid back to cover myself entirely with the blankets. I put one arm behind my head and rested the other in between us on the blankets so that it was truly dividing us. And then I waited.

I was staring up at the ceiling, but I could feel him moving. I smiled to myself and thought this little silent treatment might go on for a while, but it was fun. Neither was really mad, so I just had to wait it out. I was sure to win the competition, but it was the aftermath which I was looking forward to the most.

"Nope, I don't like it," Tommy said with a huff.

I had just closed my eyes, so his voice triggered them open again. "What?"

Tommy rolled over and ran into my arm. "May I enter your area?"

"No," I told him plainly. He tilted his head to look up at me, so I looked down at him. "I have my period. Believe me. You do not want to enter that mess right now." I smirked and moved my arm. Tommy moved closer and put his head on my breast. I put my arm back down and began running my fingernails along his back.

"Thank you for telling me," he said quietly and kissed my cleavage. "But let's not do that again. I think of the fact that we sleep together, the best part is the part that we seem most comfortable when we are touching. I want to hold you, Trin. I don't like the space between us."

"Fair enough," I whispered and smiled as I brought my other arm down so I could turn my body to face him. I was holding him. I pulled my arm from his back and laid my head down on it while my other arm wrapped around him. And back to sleep we went.

I woke up with it barely being light out. I slipped out of Tommy's hold and grabbed my shirt as I headed for the bathroom to use it and check on things. Nighttime was not my favorite time with a period. Very unpredictable.

I headed back out and slid back into my spot. Tommy moaned and tried to get comfortable. He then reached up and pulled on my shirt. I sniffed a laugh as he pulled on the hem of it to get it off me again, and once it was gone, he sighed and settled into place again.

I leaned down and kissed his head and whispered a few suggestive comments into his ear. To my surprise, Tommy groaned and got up to head for the bathroom. He seemed agitated. Oops! I felt a little guilty, but what I'd said wasn't that bad. He took a little longer to come out of the bathroom than I had thought he would, but no judgment. When he came back to bed, he climbed on top of me (under the covers) and rubbed his (what appeared to be) now relieved member against my area.

"You're something else, Trinity," he growled and continued grinding against me. I was amazed at how reactive my area was responding to him doing that to me. Soon, I was moaning and before I knew what was happening, Tommy whispered in my ear. "Come for me, Trinity." I was brought to a climax so intense and fierce that I cried out. I hadn't seen Tommy's reaction, but I think he liked it because his mouth was on mine as soon as I had calmed down. Well, as calm as I could be after that.

"That was so f'n hot, Trin," Tommy whispered and moved down to give my breasts some love. I moaned, held his head as he licked and sucked at me, and then turned on my side to allow him to continue treating me to his oral delights. In the meantime, my area was on fire. I was really hot with desire and wasn't sure what to do to deal with it. I'd never had an orgasm intense enough to make me want more. I didn't think about how assertive I was being. I just gave in to the mood.

I pushed Tommy onto his back and hovered over him. His hands cupped my breasts as he guided them into his mouth one at a time. My legs were between his until I brought one to the other side of his leg so that my area was resting on his thigh. Gradually, again not with much thinking but a whole lot of just feeling and going with the mood, I began rocking my hips. Tommy pressed up with his leg and moaned.

"Yeah, Trin, ride it to another one," he breathed and then put his tongue between my tits to lick from the base of my sternum straight up to my neck. "Feel it, baby. Make it happen." His mouth was back on my nipple, and I was stunned at the shockwave which flooded my area. My panties would have been drenched had the flow of my desires not been blocked by a feminine product. When he bit gently, I shuddered and gasped at the pleasure.

He must have smiled against my skin because soon, he was biting me again and then switched nipples to do the same with that one. But it was when he reached down and cupped my ass and guided me to grind harder which sent me over the edge. The fact that he had my nipple between his teeth did

not

hurt things either. I bucked against him and gasped at the orgasm which journeyed throughout my body.

Tommy wrapped his arms around me and rolled me over to lie on my back so he could be back in control. I held his arms and kissed him back hard. Our hands roamed, our mouths tasted every aspect of the other's mouth, and our bodies were entwined. I was still reeling from the two unintentional orgasms I'd just had (well, maybe the second one was more intentional on my end) which hadn't required me to touch myself.

After another hot ten minutes, we both slowed down to pause and obtain our faculties back. He put his head on my breast ("They're like pillows. I love it!") and draped his arm over my stomach. Our breathing was ragged and fast. Finally, I patted his back. "I guess you showed me, huh?"

"Um, I didn't actually think that could happen, especially the way you talked about never really having one, and you just, you know, had two. I'll take credit for the first, but that second one was all you."

"Correction," I stated. "I've had them, but they have always been self-inflicted, and always with my own hand. That has never happened. Ever. I had no idea I could have them like that. And to be honest, we, you know, Mark and I, never did anything like that."

"I have to ask," he said hesitantly. "Did you like that?" I chuckled a little, and he felt my movement beneath him. "OK, besides the orgasms, Trin. I'm being serious. We've not, you know. And other than the day in the breakroom when we kissed during that four-hour sex talk," he reminisced (and I felt him smile which made me smile), "we've not really meshed areas a whole lot. Safer, by the way. Much safer. What I did was really something that I chose to do just after I climbed on top of you. It didn't bother you that I did that?"

"Mmm-mmm," I told him. "It wasn't fair, I suppose, that I teased you and caused you to go in there," I explained and pointed at the bathroom. "I think you know, or well, we both know, we're headed in the direction of sex, and lately, our intimacy has increased. If I'm telling you I'm on my period as fair warning for entering the area, then there's a good chance I'm thinking about you entering that area in the near future.

"We are sleeping together. We are together for the most part. I'm having a great time, and I like you, kinda a lot. So... well, there's that. When you climbed on top of me and did that, I was surprised at how much I responded to it. I mean, again, it's never happened before, so I didn't know that I would end up having one. If I don't have them during sex, I guess I just kinda thought I wouldn't if I was just rubbed on. But I did, and then I felt tingles there when you were messing around up here which I didn't know was possible either. And I got lost in the moment when I decided to get on top. You grabbing my ass and helping me along though? Yeah, that guided me straight into number two. Goodness, that was incredible."

"Trin?"

"Hmm?"

"Can we not talk about it anymore?" he asked and kissed my breast for good measure.

"Sure."

"Can I tell you why?"

"No need," I answered. "I have a plan for that in a few hours. I'm tired, Tom. I'm not blind... or stupid."

"Fair enough," he answered and tapped on my sternum to get me to look down at him as he lifted his own head. "Kiss me," he requested and lifted his hand to place behind my head. I happily obliged. We were back to sleep a few minutes later. I know he was anyway. I laid there a while longer to enjoy having his body next to mine. I didn't think about the fact that I was falling in love with him. I didn't consider the fact that being this close to making love to him would only make me want him more. I was saving all those thoughts and realizations for the following month.

We woke up at around 9AM and once again, I didn't think about anything other than the desire to make it up to him a bit. He used the bathroom first and then came out to head over to start coffee. I walked into the bathroom next and used it before I brushed my teeth and started the shower. I then opened the door and motioned with my finger for him to come and join me. It's funny. The coffee which he'd said he wanted first and foremost after he'd used the bathroom was forgotten for whatever reason.

Kissing, washing, touching. The usual. Then I made it up to him for the fact that he'd missed out on some needed release. He left the shower pleased and smiling. And there's a good chance Georgie caught onto the fact that we'd showered together because we were both drying our hair when she stopped by to bring me another pair of jeans.

"Thanks again for this," I told her as I took them from her. "The only reason I'd be going home would be to change from one pair to another, and it just seems silly. I have a small bag of your stuff at my house, but I keep forgetting to bring it back because I never plan my visits here!"

"Well, you're always welcome," she told me and winked. "And I've got plenty of clothes. I'm just glad we wear the same size." She widened her eyes and turned to me. "Oh! I could wear

your

clothes too! Can I come by sometime to see what you have?"

"Heck yeah," I told her and laughed. "I never had a sister, and Jen and I are different sizes. Oh, that'll be fun. Let's plan a date."

"How about before our next spa date?" she asked. "You're coming, right?"

"Wouldn't miss it," I told her. It was already booked for the five of us girls (Rose, Georgie, Michelle, Pam, and me) to have a whole spa day on Friday, December 23

rd

, and I was already looking forward to it. It would be seven hours of treatments before the work Christmas party at the Parker house that evening.

"Girls, I hate to interrupt, but we have some stuff to do," Tommy told us and crossed his arms.

"Uh-oh," Georgie stated and crossed her arms back at him. "Is Tommy getting upset that I'm playing with his friend too?" I smirked and looked over at him.

"Oh, I'm thrilled that you two can share and giggle and talk together," Tommy argued. "But right now, she's

my

friend, and she's here for me, and it's not fair that you're butting in!" he whined playfully which made us both laugh out loud. "Gosh, Georgie! Don't make me tell Dad."

"Oh, please!" both Georgie and I said dramatically at the same time.

"You know he'd take my side in a hot second!" Georgie claimed.

"And you know he'd also roll his eyes and tell you both to grow up," I added. "And if this causes drama at home," I began and pointed at him and then at me, "he'll be ticked, but if we ever cause drama at work? God help us all."

We all laughed and nodded. Georgie left after waving goodbye. Tommy and I finished getting ready and then seeing as we had nothing else to do until work, we made out. Heavily. It was awesome.

At work, I'd told all the guys at some point during that first week of December that if they were well-behaved, I'd make sure St. Nick made a stop at the shop to drop off some treasures. I went to their little mailboxes in the breakroom and delivered gifts to each guy's spot, including an extra gift or two for those who had families. Most of the gifts were their favorite candy bars in the XL size, but I also got toys for their kids and gift cards for the wives. I hadn't told Tom about it, so when he saw all the Christmas wrapping and bows, he just laughed, pointed at me, and shook his head.