The Companion Ch Seven - a New Life

THE COMPANION - A NEW LIFE

The Diary.

I'm here. Mary Jane is really in a foreign country, on my own. I am only thirty-seven, and would have no problem starting my old business back up, but I have no intention of ever doing THAT again. Besides, Mary Jane would be APPALLED if anyone suggested such a thing. I am glad Mary is here with me. It is always good to have a wing woman with you on your excursions.

We went exploring the next day, to see what the neighborhood was like. We found a nice, local restaurant to enjoy the food and atmosphere.

At least Mary will be here with me while I get everything I need done.

MJ and Mary met with the real estate agent to find a house of her own. By the end of two weeks, they found a nice house overlooking the beach and its amenities. They next went furniture shopping. By the end of the first month, they were settled into their new home and were sitting on their patio looking at the ocean and sipping wine.

It turns out English is the primary language in Dominica. She wouldn't have to learn a new language. They also have a form of Uber, so she didn't need to buy a car for a while.

MJ decided to call Beverely to see how she was doing. "Beverely, It's Mary Jane, remember? How have you adjusted?"

"I'm okay. I haven't met anyone yet. I've been going to nightclubs and restaurants, but so far, no luck. I refuse to use our old skills here. I will just let it happen."

"How's the French coming?"

"Its slow. I've never tried to learn a second language. I am now trying to talk to people at the markets. They are finally over the American girl living in their neighborhood and are beginning to try to help me. That should speed things up. Now about you?"

"I've been here a month and have a place. Now I can try and meet people here. It's easier here, everyone speaks English."

"Of course they do. You pick the one Caribbean Island that speaks English."

"It's not the only one. English is spoken all around here. You'll have to come and visit me sometime."

"That sounds like fun. I'll see what I can do. I love you, MJ, and I miss you."

"Same here, sweetie. We will stay in touch."

MJ isn't dressing like when she was working. Now it's a pantsuit, or slacks and a blouse. She isn't spending the time on her makeup like she had to when working. Now she can just do a simpler version of the warpaint she had used in that profession. It's also comfortable shoes now.

The first opportunity to meet people came on Dominica's Independence Day. They have a large ball for the entire island. Hundreds of people come, and it lasts all day. The ball at night is special. The bank manager got MJ a couple of invitations to the ball.

MJ took Mary and they got her a nice gown to wear. MJ had plenty of her own, including everything Tanner had bought her.

They spent that day wandering around the little tents of food, clothing, and trinkets. They barely had time to get back and get dressed for the ball, but they made it.

When they walked in, the room looked like it held four or five hundred people. It was just beginning so the dancing hadn't started yet. They found their table and sat down to watch everyone milling about. MJ was a little self-conscious because several of the women had stopped and stared at them as they walked to their seats.

She whispered to Mary. "I guess the high society women here have finally seen the new competition they heard about."

Mary smiled. Men were starting to come over and introduce themselves to them. After ten or so, MJ stopped trying to remember names, and stuck to faces. They finally had a little peace when the MC started talking. They went through the program they had arranged, and MJ was happy to just sit there. This was more intense than she had bargained for.

When the meal was served, everything calmed down for a while. They talked to the other people at their table. There was an older couple who tried to fill them in on who the big wigs were, but MJ gave up quickly.

There was one man that MJ remembered his name. Dominic Aragon. He was a silver-hair man, probably in his fifties with a square jaw and a commanding presence. She had to shake her head to stop from checking him out with the formula she had used for the last fifteen years. No picking up men here. She wanted to stay low and out of sight.

After the meal, the dancing started. It was a good orchestra, and MJ liked the music. However, since she didn't know any men here, and she didn't want to have a steady line of men at her table for the next couple of hours, her and Mary headed for the door.

She almost made it outside but was interrupted at the door by Aragon. In a rich, booming voice, he stopped them. "Forgive me, ladies but I must discover your names before you leave. I will be crushed if I let the most beautiful women I've seen on our island in my entire life leave without them at least giving me their names." He took MJ's hand and kissed it. "Please."

MJ had to admit he was smooth, and that voice could cut butter. Cold butter. "My name is Mary Jane Thomas, and this is my little sister, Mary. Your name is?"

"Forgive me. Dominic Aragon, at your service." He kissed Mary's hand.

MJ had to hand it to him. He was beyond smooth.

"It seems such a shame to leave so early. Maybe you could come to my table and meet my friends?"

MJ was way ahead of him. She needed someone with clout on this island to befriend her. This guy would do nicely. And maybe he would do nicely in bed also. Him looking them up told MJ he wasn't married. No wife lets her man chase after two young women that looked like them.

Mary was introduced to Dominic's son, Dominic Junior. MJ could see the connection immediately. As someone who had made her living on reading men correctly, Jr. had all the signs of being smitten. And as she watched Mary, she saw the signs there too, the holding the hand a second longer than necessary when introduced, the smile that could light up the room, the number of times she put her hand on his arm, lightly.

They spent the night dancing. MJ danced with all of Dominic's friends at least once. They were mostly pretty good. She danced with Dominic most often, especially the last dance that night. MJ noticed Mary did dance with the others also, but managed to spend far more time with Jr.

As they danced, MJ was taking the count that she had done her entire professional life. She couldn't help it; it was ingrained in her now.

He was handsome and smooth.

He was rich, or at least he projected wealth.

He was the dominant figure among his friends. They all deferred to him.

Everyone in the room seemed to know him and like him. They were constantly coming over to make sure and talk to him during the evening.

All in all, this was a man she could spend some time with, as long as he didn't want marriage. She had come too far to tie herself to someone at this late date.

As they were getting ready to leave, Dominic put his arm out. "My lady, it has been the pleasure of my life to dance with you. Allow me to escort you and your sister back home?"

MJ could see Mary was talking to Jr. privately. MJ had the idea that Mary would be finding her own way home tonight, or in the morning, whichever. She took Dominic's arm. "I would feel safe with you anywhere. I accept, although it looks like Mary may have found a better offer."

Dominic looked at his son and smiled. "I have noticed, as you have. I think we will be alone."

Sure enough, Mary came up to MJ and told her JR. was taking her home, and not to worry. MJ patted her shoulder and whispered. "Have fun but be careful." Mary nodded as they left.

When they got outside, if MJ had any doubts about this man's character, it was pretty much dispelled when they arrived at his car. No limo, no Mercedez. A plain, newer Audi. Simple, but efficient.

"Your chariot, my lady." He opened the door for her as she got in.

They talked as he was taking her home. She found out he owns a shipping company on the island. His transports go from the Dominican Republic and Puerto Rico down along the chain of islands that Dominica was a part of. He brought goods to the islands and took their products back to DR and PR. He is widowed and has been for many years. His son works in his business and will inherit it in time. He has had girlfriends since his wife's death, but nothing long term.

MJ told about her interior design consulting, and how she had been very successful in it until she wanted a change. She had moved here because it is beautiful, and she wanted out of the US. She was careful to say she had no problem with America but wanted a slower lifestyle in retirement.

By the time they arrived at her doorstep, they had filled each other in with their past. He walked her to her door, leaned over and kissed her on the cheek. "I would be honored if you would go out with me next weekend."

MJ had been waiting for two things. Either an attempt to sleep with her right then, or at least, an offer of a date. She would take the date first.

"That sounds like fun."

"I will pick you up at 7 Saturday. Okay?"

She kissed him back on the cheek. "It's a date." And went inside.

She spent the next morning over her coffee researching him on the internet. She found out he owns four small transports, and a yacht. It was smaller than Tanner's but was ocean worthy. He was considered the wealthiest man on the island. There were pictures of his home. It looked nice, but not extravagant. She was developing a picture of him. He had worked for everything he had and had no desire to overspend just to impress people. The more she read, the more she liked him. He was currently fifty-five and in good health. MJ was now almost thirty-eight. She decided there were possibilities there.

Mary did come home late that night. The next morning over breakfast, she filled MJ in on her evening. She admits she tried to seduce him. She wanted him to take her home with him, but he declined. They went to a small after-hours place and listened to live music until three in the morning. At which point, he took her home. He did kiss her on the mouth, passionately. Mary almost dragged him inside but finally released him with a promise they would see each other again, SOON.

MJ sat on the patio, thinking. She didn't want to get into something too quickly, but it was beginning to look like she would not have a choice in the matter.

Saturday arrived and Dominic was there on time. In fact, he was a little early. She smiled as she got into his car.

They stopped at the docks. MJ thought they were going to a restaurant, but he shook his head. "I hope you don't think I'm trying to take advantage of you, my dear, but this town is full of gossip. I don't want to brand you with anything until you decide whatever for yourself. For tonight, I thought we could go for a little sail and have dinner on the boat, if that is okay with you?"

She smiled and put her hand on his arm. "That sounds lovely, Dominic."

He kissed her on the cheek, but she moved over and kissed him on the lips. He was surprised at first but adjusted quickly. They sat in his car for a few minutes, and "necked", to put it in old-fashioned terms. They finally got out and went up the gangway and onto the yacht.

While his crew was getting ready to sail, they sat in the lounge and had a bottle of wine.

MJ had already decided by then that she would sleep with this man. She didn't know if it would be long-lasting, but she could tell it would be fun. A woman knows these things pretty quickly. She knew she could sleep with him after the ball. Now, she was going to.

They left the dock and headed onto the ocean. The sun was beginning to set in front of them, and they enjoyed the sunset as it set over the water toward Costa Rico. Nicaragua was due west of Dominica, but the tilting of the earth, etc.

The meal was very good, and afterwards, they sat on the stern and talked. After a while, MJ figured it was time. She got up, took his hand, and asked. "Is it time to go below? I think I'm ready."

Dominic couldn't get out of his lounge chair fast enough. He led her down to his stateroom. MJ thought it was manly, but not obnoxiously so. She told him she wanted to take a shower and get changed. He pointed to the bathroom.

Dominic couldn't believe his luck. This was the most beautiful woman he had ever met, and she was as charming as beautiful. He was growing tired of an endless string of mistresses. Maybe he could persuade this woman to marry him.

MJ took a quick shower and took the negligee out of her purse and put it on. She had come prepared. When she came out of the bathroom, she found Dominic already in bed. He whistled when he saw her. "You are a picture of perfection. I hope I can live up to your expectations."

"Dominic, my love, I'm sure you will be everything I expect you to be. Now, move over big guy, horny girl coming in hot."

She jumped on the bed and snuggled up to him. She took his hand and put it on her breasts. He shuddered as he touched her breasts for the first time. She smiled and kissed him. "Be gentle, my love."

Dominic sat up on one elbow to look at MJ better. He smiled and began the trip south with his hand. He pulled the covers back to reveal her body to him and she did the same. They were both naked to their knees and each was assessing the other. Whatever thoughts Dominic had going in were exploded when he saw her naked. It was the most perfect body he had ever seen. She had spread her legs to allow his hand to explore, and he began massaging her.

MJ was happy with the package. It was not too large, but large enough to get the job done, if he knew what to do with it. She did like him starting on her first and let her mind wander.

She finally pulled him on top of her. "Fuck me, please, fuck me now."

He needed no further words. He climbed onto her, and she helped him inside her. As he began stroking her, MJ had a very strange thought cross her mind. After the hundreds of dicks that had been inside her over the last nearly twenty years, this MIGHT be the last dick to ever enter her, even if she doesn't marry him.

She banished the thought and let her mind go. She put her arms around him, and he stared into her eyes as he fucked her. She was surprised to feel herself begin to heat up. She reached down and began rubbing her clit. The combination of him and her made her come quickly. When he saw her face change, he came into her. The two of them then rested as they were. He finally rolled off her and held her for several minutes.

"Dominic, you're a stud. That was everything I had wanted. How about you?"

He looked at her and tried to speak. The look in his eyes told her everything she needed. She could have this man, if she wanted him.

They went another round before going to sleep. This time, she rode him, but the outcome was the same. They lay in each other's arms until they went to sleep.

MJ had one more thing to do. Dominic woke up with the covers bobbing in the middle of the bed and he felt her mouth on his dick. He was now in heaven. All of this, and she blows him too. It's too much to ask.

She knew he would remember this above all else. She had no problem with blowjobs. She had done hundreds in her professional life. Now, at least, she could do one that would mean something to her and him.

She let him cum in her mouth, even though he had tried to warn her. She batted his hand away and locked onto his dick until he was finished. She came up from below licking her lips and smiling. "Good morning, my love. I hope you slept well?"

"If I woke up like that every morning, I wouldn't live another year." He held her on top of his chest. He smelled her hair and rubbed her back.

She put her head down on his shoulder and relaxed. She enjoyed last night. It had been, for her, a long time since she had sex, and she remembered how much she enjoyed it when it was personal, not professional.

They finally got up, got dressed and headed for Roseau.

MJ got home to find a message from Beverely. She was coming to see MJ and she had a surprise for her. MJ figured it had to be a man. That would be the only thing to make her come here with a surprise.

Mary sat with her on the patio. They were beginning to eat breakfast on the patio. Mary looked like the bird that ate the canary. "Okay, girl, spill it. Did you do the nasty with Jr.?"

Mary laughed. "The nasty, WOW, I haven't heard that term in a long time. But, yes, I did the nasty with Jr. Three times, as a matter of fact. How about you and daddy?"

"Oh, please, don't call him daddy. That makes me sound BAD."

They both laughed. "Okay, did you bump uglies with Senior?"

"Much better. Yes, as a matter of fact, three times for us also."

They spent a while laughing and talking about their "conquests" like schoolgirls. MJ did wonder what it might mean for each of them.

When MJ went to the market the next time, she found out what Dominic had meant about this small town. Everywhere she went she saw glances, and murmuring. The difference with her and the "mistresses" was, she had heard it her entire life and took it as a compliment. She had always stood out in a crowd, and it was no different here.

The next weekend was the formal coming out party for their relationship. They went on a double date with the son and Mary. They went to a very nice restaurant in the city, and the people there couldn't have been nicer. Of course, they couldn't be anything else with him. They needed his goods and services.

Dominic sometimes travels with his largest transport ship. Once every couple of months, he would go to Miami to get the things the islands had ordered directly from the US. He asked MJ if she wanted to go with him on his next trip to the US. She agreed.

There was no fancy stateroom on this ship. It was a standard cabin. The Captain had given up his cabin for them. The trip took a day, and they didn't leave the Captain's cabin until after lunch. MJ was developing a feel for what Dominic liked and could do in bed. It took her a little longer to direct Dominic to the things and ways she liked, but she managed.

After they docked, they went through customs. MJ learned the man's name and spent some time talking to him. If she was to come back to the US through Miami, she wanted to meet most of the men in customs so they would get used to her being friendly and "pretty".

MJ found out the difference between Dominic and Tanner from the very beginning. No expensive shops, no nightclub, no partying. Dominic headed for the dock offices to find the shipment he had come for and find out how long it would take for them to load it.

He came back to MJ. "They say it will take three or four hours to load us. We have time to go into the city, if you'd like to do that?"

She smiled that smile. "Dominic, my love, I will go with you anywhere you choose."

He smiled but shook his head. "No, my dear. I have spent every trip here sitting on the ship waiting for my load. I didn't bring you to Miami to make you sit on the ship. I'm sure you can find us something to do this afternoon."

She could and did. They took a cab to a fine restaurant and had a wonderful meal. They then went walking through one of Miami's many parks and found a farmer's market. They spent some time buying a couple of homemade trinkets. Dominic bought a handmake bracelet that MJ had picked up to look at. She had tried to stop him, but he just put it on her wrist and smiled at her. MJ thanked him and they headed back to the ship.

By the time they arrived, the loading was almost finished. Within a couple of hours, they were sailing out of Miami's harbor toward home.

As they watched Miami recede from view, MJ reflected on what the last several months had meant for her. She had, for the first time, visited the US as a visitor. True, she still had her passport, but she considered herself from Dominica now.