When You Close Your Eyes

This one is a flash romance. I tried to flesh it out several times but never could find the right angles. I havent posted much lately, so I decided to put it out. Take it for what it is and look for some longer more complete stories soon. --BH

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"Good night, Angel," I whispered to my six-year-old daughter. Her twin brother was already asleep.

"Goodnight, Mommy," she whispered back before snuggling her teddy bear.

"Ah," I sighed as I closed their door. "What a day."

I walked down to the basement where my husband had his office. I almost laughed when I saw he was wearing new glasses while working on an update to his software masterpiece.

"What are those?" I teased. "You look like a nerd."

"Geek chic, baby," he teased back with a silly grin.

"Well, you're my geek and I love you. The kids are down, the house is clean enough, and I'm going to take a bath."

I kissed his cheek, and he said, "Have fun. Oh! Michael texted me. He's staying overnight at Kevin's."

"Okay," I agreed.

Michael was our oldest. He just turned twenty and was a gamer. His friend group regularly did all night game sessions at one or another's house. I said a silent thanks that they didn't choose ours that night.

*****

I set my towel on the counter and dipped my toe in the steaming water.

"So good," I moaned and slid into the bath.

I was only thirty-nine, but my happy surprise twins were a handful. Add to that keeping our big house clean, and you've got a recipe for one pooped mama.

I opened up iTunes and found my playlist. I tapped shuffle and the nasally guitar notes of Night Ranger started.

I sighed, and a tear escaped my eye as it always did when I heard that song.

I do still dream about him when I close my eyes.

*****

Senior year of high school started like any other. Hustling and bustling, but we were the Seniors. We had it down pat.

I was one of the A-list and I had a bad boy guitar player as my boyfriend. It was going to be a great year.

"Hey, Lis!" I heard and turned to see my best friend Kat rushing up to my locker.

"What's up, Kat a tat tat?"

"Same crap, new year. Did Tab hear from the record label?"

Tab Tennant was my rock star man.

"Not yet," I shrugged. "He's as bad as a cat in a room full of rocking chairs though. I'm not sure he's slept a wink since they met with that representative. I hope he finds out soon though. It's kind of driving me nuts as well."

"Hey, hotties," Tab said as he glided up.

I don't know if it was swagger or what, but his walk was so smooth it was like he floated on air.

Kat swooned as usual for my long-haired, leather jacket wearing stud. His dark eyes could suck anyone in.

We kissed, and I asked, "Hear anything?"

He frowned.

"Nope. Our manager, Rich, thinks they are just making us sweat. We'll see."

"You guys are too good to pass up, baby. You'll get the deal."

He smiled and put his arms around Kat and my waists as we walked down the hall.

"You're damned right, Alyssa. We're gonna be huge. Wait and see."

I was secretly afraid of him getting a record contract. I wasn't sure our relationship could survive him being on the road all the time. The thought of him falling to the temptation of groupies was too much to think about.

*****

Two weeks later, we were making out in my parents' basement when he got the call.

"Yes!" He screamed. "Hell, yes!"

We hugged and danced around the room.

"I'm gonna be famous, Lis. I'm gonna be a rock star!"

My parents came down to investigate the commotion and hugged him when he shared the news.

"Crap!" He said a while later. "I need to get home and tell my folks. They're gonna flip."

"I'm gonna drive him home," I said to my mom, and she nodded.

"Be safe."

I smirked at the double meaning of her words. I wondered if she knew I was going to screw his lights out somewhere along the way.

Tab didn't have a car, and neither did I, but Mom let me use her big Chevy Traverse whenever I needed. I needed it that night.

"Oh, yeah, Lis," he moaned as I licked his long, thick shaft from the bottom up.

We had parked in the lot of a closed down strip mall on the way to his house. We'd stopped there plenty of times before and never got busted.

After moving to the back bench seat, I didn't hesitate to pull his skinny jeans down and take his long hard cock into my mouth. I loved giving him blow jobs. His big dick was fun to lick and suck.

"Don't cum, Tab. I want you inside me tonight."

"You'd better climb on then. I'm close."

"Here," I said pulling my shorts down. "I've got a better idea."

He smiled and dove into my wet pussy like it was his last meal.

When Tab and I first started playing around, I made sure to make him eat me if he expected me to suck on him.

Fortunately for me, he loved to eat me.

"Yeah," I moaned as he circled my opening with his tongue.

He switched gears and sucked my labia as he moved up to my swollen clit.

"Oh! Just like that. That's the--oh, yeah!"

My orgasm made my legs shake in the uncomfortable small space, but it was worth the cramp I'd have later from our awkward position.

"You taste so good, Lis."

I opened my eyes, and he was already lining his hungry cock up to my willing hole.

"Stop!" I demanded. "You know my rule. No glove, no love."

He rolled his eyes, and I pushed him back. I never let him inside me without a condom on, and it still didn't stop him from trying to get it in without one.

"I know, I know," he grumbled as he tore the wrapper, then unrolled it down the length of his shaft.

"Yeah," I moaned as he slid into me.

I didn't think I would ever get used to the pleasure from him stretching my walls so perfectly.

"Lis, you feel so good tonight."

"As opposed to any other night?" I said breathlessly as he pounded me into the seat.

"Jesus, I'm gonna cum already, babe."

"Do it, Tab. Cum, baby."

I didn't mind the quick release. I already came once, and we needed to get home. It didn't stop him from feeling bad though.

"I'll make it up to you next time," he said as he slid his jeans up his bean pole legs. The man was skinnier than me, and it annoyed me just a smidge.

After dressing, I climbed to the driver's seat and started the car. While I waited for the windows to defog, Tab tried to light a cigarette.

"Hey, jerk!" I snapped and grabbed it from between his lips.

"What? I'm gonna be famous. Your mom could say the smoke smell came from big-time rock star Tab Tennant. Her friends might pay her to sniff the seat."

"You're a pig!"

He laughed and said, "I'll always be your pig."

I sighed and wondered if that would be true.

*****

Four months after he signed the record contract, their debut record was finished.

Tab dropped out of school and got his GED while he was making the album. I saw him only once in that time and talked to him a handful of times. I knew in my heart we were done.

When my lab partner, Harry, asked me out, I hadn't spoken to Tab in three weeks.

Harry was a sweet guy. Tall and lanky, he was the stereotypical embodiment of a geek.

He was shy, but behind his glasses was a cute face and lovely eyes.

"I'm dating Tab, Harry," I said feeling bad for him.

"Yeah, but are you really? I mean, he hasn't been home in months. Does he even call anymore?"

Harry knew the answer to that. I had vented to him one day when we were working on our project.

I sighed and said, "I'll admit that I don't know where we stand. That doesn't mean I should date others."

He dropped his head and softly said, "I'd never treat you like that. You deserve better."

He turned and walked away.

Later that night, as I cried on my pillow, Tab called.

"Hello," I answered weekly.

"Hey, Lis. I miss you, baby. Miss me?"

"I don't know," I snapped. "Are we still dating?"

"Of course. Why would you think we aren't?"

"I haven't heard from you in ages. You asked me not to call you, and I sit here waiting for the phone to ring. Don't you care about me anymore?"

"I love you, Alyssa. Never doubt that."

"Prove it."

I heard him sigh before he said, "I'll be home this weekend. I'll prove it, I swear."

I don't know why, but I was worried about seeing him.

"Are you there?" He asked. "Aren't you excited?"

"Yeah, I'm sorry. When will you be here?"

I'm not sure why, but Harry popped into my mind.

"Friday. I'll pick you up from school. Wait until you see my car. I got a Mustang."

"That's great, baby," I said, trying to be happy for him.

"Shit! They are calling for me, Lis. I'll see you Friday."

The call ended as I was saying, "I love you."

I dropped the phone on my bed and sighed.

One one hand, I was glad he was coming home. On the other, I worried about when he would leave again.

*****

I was excited when the dismissal bell rang and practically ran out of the building.

I wasn't fast enough.

Tab was parked in front of the school, and there was a group of people gathered around his gleaming black car and his megawatt smile.

He soaked up the attention, and hardly noticed when I walked up to the growing crowd.

"Alyssa!" He shouted and pushed through his adoring fans.

I'll admit the hug felt good.

"Come on, baby. I missed you so much," he said.

The crowd split, allowing him to usher me into the car, and it was a beautiful automobile.

"My parents are still at work. Want to go to my place and catch up?" He asked with what he thought was a seductive gaze.

"Sure," I shrugged.

"Baby, this isn't the reaction I'd hoped for."

"What? The rock star deigns to allow his girlfriend a quick fuck before he jets off somewhere else?"

"Don't be like that, Lis. You know I love you, and as soon as we get to my house, I'll prove it."

His idea of proving it wasn't a bad one. He ate me to a couple of nice orgasms before he slid the condom on.

And then, I knew it felt different. When he pulled out, the condom was ripped open.

"Tab! It broke!"

It was silly, but I tried to scoop his cum out.

He laughed and said, "Shit happens. Don't worry about it."

He lit a cigarette and said, "You're the absolute best, baby."

I slapped him, and the cigarette flew from his mouth.

"How would you know that? You cheated on me?"

He had the decency to look sad as he picked up the cancer stick.

"Alyssa, I'm sorry."

"You asshole! I never want to see you again."

He begged for my forgiveness as I hurriedly dressed.

"Fuck off and die!" I shouted and ran from his house, leaving my backpack behind.

Later that night, my mother told me he was crying when he handed her my backpack.

"He said he loves you and is sorry."

All I did was cry myself to sleep.

*****

After ignoring his calls all weekend, I blocked his number and before I blocked him on social media, I saw that he left on Sunday for the band's tour.

"I'm so sorry, Alyssa," Harry said when I sat for home room.

"Yeah? Why?"

"Tab posted a picture of you on Instagram and captioned it saying he cheated on the only woman he'll ever love."

I shrugged and said, "That should make you happy. Now you can have your date."

"Lis, I didn't want it like this."

"Don't ever call me that."

"I'm sorry."

"Whatever," I snapped. "What are you doing after school?"

"Well,"

"Cancel it," I demanded. "You're taking me for ice cream."

He nodded and had the decency to not open his mouth.

I wasn't sad any longer. I was angry.

After school, Harry drove towards Dairy Queen, and I demanded, "Forget the ice cream. Take me to your house."

"M-my house?" He stuttered.

"Yes, your house. Now."

"Okay."

I was going to have my revenge on my asshole ex by giving Harry the afternoon of his life.

I know it was stupid, but I didn't care.

He was obviously nervous when I closed his bedroom door and told him to strip.

When he slid his pants down, I smiled for the first time.

"You have a nice one, Harry."

"Uh, thanks," he said as his solid cock bobbed before me.

"Are you a virgin?" I asked as I knelt.

"Yes," he whispered looking hungrily into my eyes.

"I'll be gentle," I said before licking the spongy tip of his large hard on.

"Oh, Christ," he said a moment later when he prematurely shot a generous load into my mouth. "Sorry."

I swallowed and said, "Don't be. Now that the first one is out of the way, you'll last longer when you're inside me."

"Inside?"

"Yeah, inside. You don't think we're done, do you?"

"I,"

"Shush," I demanded. "While you recover, you're going to lick my kitty. Do you want to lick my kitty, Harry?"

"God, yeah!"

"Good."

I slid my panties down and lifted my skirt. I made a show of licking my finger and rubbing my surprisingly wet lower lips.

I sat on his bed and spread my legs. He surprised me by not wasting any time before kneeling and attacking my pussy with his tongue.

He was nowhere near Tab's level, but I'd already had Tab trained. Harry did a decent job though and before I knew it, he licked and fingered me to a nice orgasm.

"That was nice, Harry. How about you put that monster inside me now?"

He nodded dumbly, then clumsily tried to press inside me.

"Let me help," I said without conveying the annoyance I felt at his inexperience.

"There," I said before moaning as he slid into me.

His face lit up when I said, "You feel amazing, Harry. Go slow at first."

"Okay," he agreed before finally getting fully inside of me.

He stared at our interlocked anatomy as he pistoned in and out of me.

"I can't believe this is happening," he said.

I couldn't respond as I was near nirvana. He didn't need any instruction, as he relentlessly sped up and gave me a hard pounding.

"Fuck," I sighed as my orgasm approached. "Fuck me, harder, Harry."

He lifted my ass and slammed his body into mine.

"Oh, God!" He grunted.

That's when I panicked.

"Pull out! Don't cum!"

It was too late. He unloaded two or three shots before he obeyed and shot the rest onto my stomach.

"I'm sorry. I didn't think."

"Yeah, I didn't either. No condom."

He shook his head.

Two months later, the principal handed me the fake diploma as I walked on the stage.

My family cheered, but I wasn't in a celebratory mood. The test was positive. I was pregnant.

*****

Almost nine months to the day after my first romp with Harry, I delivered a beautiful baby boy.

Harry was away at college and had no idea I was pregnant.

Although we had dated for a few months, I told him to have fun at school and don't worry about me.

He professed his love and wanted to stay together, but I convinced him there was nothing between us long term. I couldn't tell him I was having a baby of whom I didn't know the father.

My mother was pissed. My father wanted to kick me out of the house. My grandparents acted level-headed and convinced them to smother me and their grandchild with love.

While I fed my newborn son, Tab walked into the room.

"Why didn't you tell me?" He asked looking at the baby with devotion.

"It might not be yours."

"We can get married," he said ignoring my statement.

"It might not be,"

"I don't care," he said as a tear fell down his cheek. "I love you."

I chuckled, disturbing the child suckling on my breast. He latched right back on though, making Tab smile.

"Not enough to stay faithful when you're away."

He flopped onto the chair next to my bed.

"I regretted that the moment it happened. I haven't been with anyone since."

"It's too late," I said as my own tears fell. "You should go."

"Please?"

"Go."

He touched the child's back and said, "I will always love you. Remember that."

Three days later, my father handed me a check for thirty thousand dollars.

"What's this?"

"Tab said its child support. He told me he offered to marry you and you told him to leave."

"He's a cheater."

"He made a mistake, honey. He's trying to do right by you now. He wants to be a man and step up for you. That has to count for something."

"Well maybe Harry will step up. He's going to be stable and will have a great future in computers or something."

"Okay, but you have to tell him."

I knew that. I also knew I could have him take a DNA test to prove who the father was. I kept putting it off, afraid of the answer.

My parents were shocked and pissed when I refused to have a test done.

*****

On Mikey's first birthday, we had a party. I wasn't surprised to see Harry there even though he'd gone back to school.

Even though he wasn't happy about the child, he promised to marry me when he finished college.

I was shocked to hell when Tab walked in the door.

Harry glared at him, and Tab ignored him.

I was speechless when Tab dropped to a knee before everyone present and asked me to marry him.

My mom cried, my dad groaned, and I said, "You're not welcome here."

Tab stood, handed me a check, and looked at Harry.

"If you don't treat her right, I will kill you."

He handed my dad a slip of paper and said, "If she ever needs anything, call me on that number."

Tab began to cry, looked at the baby, and said, "Don't ever forget that I love you and will love that baby just as much. Goodbye."

I sat stunned as Tab walked out of my life. I looked at the check, and it was for fifty thousand dollars.

His band's second single was the most streamed song in the country for six weeks and the video had millions of views on YouTube. He must have been making good money.

"What a jackass," Harry said.

I glared at him and wondered what happened to the sweet kid I took advantage of.

*****

Mikey was a bright toddler when I received devastating news.

All that was written on the envelope was my name, and all that was inside it was a copy of a wedding announcement.

I sobbed and was inconsolable for hours.

My mother took the paper from my hand and grumbled, "I guess he doesn't want to marry you anymore."

"I screwed everything up, Mom."

"Yeah, honey, you did. Why don't you call Tab?"

"I can't call him. He doesn't want me anymore either."

She nodded sadly, and kissed my father's cheek as she left the room.

"Daddy, I'm lost."

"It'll be fine, pumpkin. Trust me."

A month later, I was reading a story to Mikey when a face from my past walked into the room.

"He looks just like me when I was that age."

I looked at his cute face and cried.

*****

I was snapped out of my thoughts when there was a knock on the bathroom door.

"Are you okay, honey?" my husband asked as he disturbed my daydream of the past.

"Yeah, I guess I got lost in my thoughts."

The bath water had cooled, and my hands were pruned.

"Would you like a foot rub?" He asked, handing me a towel.

"That would be great, Tab. Maybe, if you do a good job I'll give you a special reward."

He laughed and said, "I like the sound of that. Seeing you naked always makes me horny."

"A glass of water makes you horny, you fool."

*****

As Tab expertly massaged my feet, I thought back to when he walked into my room all those years ago.

"He looks just like me when I was that age."

"What are you doing here?"

"Your dad kept in touch. He told me you got my letter."

"I know it's silly, but I had hoped Harry would live up to his promise to marry me after college."

"Why would you ever think that? You guys broke up."

"I get it, okay. I'm stupid. I held out hope that Harry would come back to me, but he's apparently moved on."

Tab knelt before me and ruffled his son's hair.

"How are you doing, little man?"

A tear slid down his cheek. He was still good-looking, although his hair was short, and his ubiquitous leather jacket was replaced by a black sport coat.

"I heard your band broke up."

"No, I left them," he said as he tickled his son.

"Why?"

"I thought that was the life I wanted, but something was always missing."