Dar as Daylight

Chapter 10

38. Rights

"This has been a marvelous weekend James; I hope you're not disappointed in me."

"How can a man be disappointed with heaven, Nancy? I've never had 3 days like this in my life. I've been able to relax, and fall in love with a very beautiful woman. If she wants to take it to the next level with me, and fall in love, I will be the happiest man on earth. I told you at the very beginning, we will take this at your speed. I will not push you in any direction, just know that I'm here anytime you want me."

"James I have something serious to tell you first, and then you can make any decision you want about me. I was hired by a man to seduce you, and watch over you, because you were under suspicion of being a spy. They thought you were part of the organization trying to destroy our new super rocket. As you know I'm very strapped for money, and I accepted their assignment, because it was very lucrative. I would never have gone to bed with you, ever. They could not have paid me enough money to do that.

While we were at your sister's wedding, I saw Bill changing things in your phone and your iPad. Things you could never have done, because you are so inept at it. I've reported this and told him the spy could not possibly be you; it had to be Bill. They found out it is, and they are following him very closely now. I'm sorry James, I truly am."

"Your face is so beautiful, even while you believe you are confessing a sin. I already know about your little spying adventure, Nancy. We had a meeting, in an elevator of all places, to talk this over. If you hadn't noticed Bill making these exchanges, they could have listened to me for years longer, and I would never have known it. They were listening to secret, and top-secret conferences, between myself, my staff, the Attorney General, the director of the CIA, the legal advisors of the president and many others. The information they received from those conversations was priceless, and no one knows how long it's been going on. Bill has been my aid for 4 years, and I have no idea when he was co-opted."

"Were you ever going to tell me you knew about my spying?"

"I gave you 2 months. I knew you could not hold out any longer than that. Every time we've gone to dinner, I've noticed that your eyes have drifted away from me, and down towards the table as we spoke. Your smile has not been as bright, and I doubt your sleep has been as restful. I feel terrible about it, but I wanted you to come to me, and get this off your chest, rather than me telling you I knew. If I did that to you, you would have run away from me for good."

"I'm not sure what to say right now, James. I'm happy that you know, I'm still embarrassed that I spied upon you."

"Did you really spy on me, Nancy? Or did you spy on a person, who you believed was trying to hurt the United States of America? Which one was it?"

"They showed me proof you were spying; that's why I did it."

"Then you weren't spying on me, you were spying on someone that was going to hurt this country. I would've done the same thing you did. The money doesn't matter; it was only an incentive to get you involved. It was your intent that mattered, and that came from your heart, which I happen to love very much."

"Nancy, what are you doing?"

"I'm getting undressed."

"If you continue, I will leave the room."

"You don't want to make love to me?"

"2 minutes ago, I would have given both eyes to make love to you. Now you are trying to do it for all the wrong reasons. You feel bad because of the information that just passed between us, and you want to reward me for not being angry with you. That's not the way I want you. I want you when you're ready, and not one moment before. I don't want sex. I want to make love with you, and only when you are ready. Take your shower, and get ready for bed. I have a few phone calls to make."

With tears flowing down her face she said, "I'm so sorry James."

"Maybe in Aspen, in February, we can take the family."

She screeched. "Are you out of your mind; I'll have 3 kids in leg casts."

"What am I supposed to do with the home I have out there; let it sit idle all winter?"

"If you can afford a home in Aspen, you can let it sit idle all winter, and I don't know if my supervisor will give me the time off."

"Does your supervisor like his job?"

"You are not a very nice man, James."

"I could be doing very nasty things on the bed with you right now, but I chose not to, because it wasn't the right time. Am I still not a very nice man?"

"I asked for it, I could have lived with it."

"I couldn't. I'm not that type of person. I never was, I don't believe I ever will be. Do you remember what my sister said to me at her wedding?"

"She said you'd better never leave her, because you are like the air she breathes, and the sunshine on her face."

"Well, that's not exactly the quote I was thinking about, but I'll use that one. I would like to become all of that for you Nancy. I would like to become everything for and to you. I would like to wipe away your past, but I can't. However, I can give you a future the likes of which you never dreamed. I can give your children a pathway to success they would have had to struggle for, because of the situation you find yourself in.

I will leave the government, and all the responsibilities I carry with me every day, just to be by your side, and make your life a dream. You can't understand what you've done for me, because you've always known how to plug in a coffee maker, and put staples into a stapling machine. You can teach me all these things, while I show you and your family the world.

I'm going to ask you a question, and I don't want you to answer it, until after you've talked to your family, your priest, but most of all to yourself. I don't want an answer, until you're absolutely sure it's the right answer. The quote I was talking about, from the night of my sister's wedding was this,

'You are not going to get into her pants, until you put a ring on her finger.'

Well, here I go.

"Nancy Wells will you marry me?"

"Don't answer me just listen. I know we haven't known each other very long, and there are a lot of things we don't know about each other; but I've never been more sure about anything in my life. Now, please take your shower, and get ready for bed."

She stood there like a statue, stunned to her very core. She knew he loved her by the way he acted around her, but she never expected anything like this to come out of his mouth so soon. She was going to kill Janine, when she went to back to work Monday. No, death would be too good for her, she would torture her for the rest of her life, just as she tortured James every day at work. That was a much better way to get even with that matchmaker. This was happening much too fast for her to comprehend.

Her mind was in a state of suspended animation. She was so stunned by the happenings of the last few moments, she was blinded by the lights, and could not move. She was startled, when she felt hands touch her shoulders. She focused on his face, as he turned her around, and walked her towards the suites bathroom. It was larger than her bedroom at home by half, and was much better decorated.

He started the water in the egg shaped bathtub, put in rose scented bath oil, kissed her sweetly, closed and locked the bathroom door.

Shortly afterwards he knocked on the bathroom door.

A word finally escaped her mouth. "Yes."

"Are you decent?"

"Yes."

"May I come in?"

"Yes."

"Will you please unlock the door?"

"Yes."

"Are you going to be monosyllabic for the rest of the evening?"

"Yes."

He walked in carrying her nightgown, panties, and a robe finding her exactly as she was when he left.

"Nancy in order to take a bath properly, you have to undress. Have you tested the water yet? Is it too hot? Is it too cold? If you let the water get any higher; when you get in, you are going to flood the room. I know I've given you a lot to think about, but I've also given you a lot of time to do it. Relax, you do realize we don't have to leave until 4 o'clock in the morning."

"Yes."

"I'm going to have to buy you a thesaurus, so you can find another way to say yes to me. I don't want you to say yes to my question, just yet, but when you do say that 3 letter word, I will take it any way you want to give it to me. If it's the opposite, we still can remain good friends."

"James, how can you do everything so perfectly every time?"

"Nancy, take your bath." He left the room.

*******************

He was lying on the oversized king bed, listening to music, when Nancy entered the bedroom naked. His first thoughts were, 'My God she is stunning.' Then he got himself under control.

"Nancy, please get dressed. It's hard enough for me to be around you when you're in your bikini. I can't stand; no I'm going to have to leave the room."

"James Comey stay exactly where you are; don't you move. I've had time to think. I've had time to try to get the excitement out of my body by myself using my hand, and it didn't work. It's time for me to move forward with my life. I don't want to wither on the vine, and be at home alone, when my children leave me. I wouldn't care if you were penniless, but being rich doesn't hurt.

My feelings for you run very deep; much deeper than for my husband, and that worries me. I don't want to lose you too. Since he died, many men have pursued me, and many of them were very nice. I couldn't, I wouldn't let them get close to me for fear of losing them too. If you are willing to put your life at risk by joining yours with mine,

'Yes James Comey, I will marry you.' However, there is one condition; you must make love to me now, or I will never forgive you for leaving me in the condition I find myself in now."

From a lying position, he leapt 4 feet into the year, and let out a yell that would have stampeded a herd of cows in a meadow one mile away. He even frightened her with its volume.

"What did my sister say at her wedding about you and I making love for the first time?"

"She said it wouldn't happen until you put a ring on my finger."

"Don't move."

He jumped out of the bed, and ran to his luggage. He put his hand into a small side compartment and pulled out a box. He ran back to her, and knelt down. He displayed the ring and asked again,

"Nancy Wells will you marry me?"

The ring was stunning, and it put her back into the twilight zone. There was a huge center emerald stone surrounded by so many diamonds it would take weeks to count them all. The Elizabethan setting was like nothing she had ever seen before; it was probably a one-of-a-kind.

"Nancy, are you going to answer me sometime today?"

"Yes."

"What is your answer to my question, Nancy?"

"Yes, James Comey, I will marry you. I hope you insured that thing, it's stunning."

"That ring cost more than my sister's wedding; you can bet your wonderful ass its insured."

"You kept a $1-million-dollar ring in your suitcase, where anybody could have gotten to it?"

"Is that unusual?"

"You are out of your mind. I don't know if you are rescuable, James."

"As long as you're with me for the rest of your life, I will be fine. Can I put the ring on your finger now, it will be safer there?"

"Yes."

"We are going to have to work on your vocabulary."

He slipped the engagement ring on her finger, and

'miraculously'

it fit perfectly.

"How did you know the size of my ring finger?"

"I am the director of the FBI; I can find out anything."

"Should I ask you again, or should I guess?"

"I have a secretary that can find out anything."

"That woman is a menace to society."

"I'm going to need a secretary after I leave the government. She is already past normal retirement age. Should we take her with us, and save the next director from dealing with her? She can collect her pension, while working for us. You can even turn him loose on Michael."

"I don't have to ask you how you know about Michael, it's public record. He is a good boy James; he just hasn't had a male influence in his life. I am always working. I do the best I can with him, but until the day you took me out for the first time, I wasn't sure which way he was going to go."

"I told you I would be there for you, and your family, Nancy. It includes Michael. Whatever he needs he will get. However, the best influence on Michael will be Janine. She will scare the crap out of him from the moment he wakes up, until the moment he tries the sneak out the window to meet a girlfriend. I swear that woman has radar better than any country in the world."

"Maybe she can teach you how to plug-in the pencil sharpener?"

"At this moment miss Wells, I have a pencil that is specifically designed to relieve your condition. It will also help me with my condition, for the very first time. You will be the teacher and I will be a student again."

"As I recall James, studying was one of your strongest points, and it was a singular opportunity for you to grow. From the looks of your condition, it has already grown to very large proportions. Take me to bed James, and let's memorize each other's bodies."

"Did I ever tell you I never took anatomy in college, or in graduate school."

"Did you take braille as your second language?"

"No, I took French, Spanish, and Italian."

"Wonderful; give me your hands and close your eyes. You don't have to see to make love. All you have to do is feel, and opened your mind and heart. School is opened James, it's time for you to get another A+."

Initially, Nancy's focus was down towards her center, where her need was the greatest. She was angry with him for making her wait, but she was the one that told him to use the braille method. She couldn't have it both ways.

She had only known 3 men in her life. 2 were rapist, who took her, and threw her away like yesterday's garbage. Then there was her husband, who was a very good, and gentle man, who treated her with kindness. However, his lovemaking was dogmatic and quick, nothing like she was experiencing now.

James hands and mouth were so adept at titillating her body, she was having tiny shocking sparks run through her body, time after time. However, she desperately needed him to take the damn edge off the need in her belly. She needed a teeth rattling orgasm, and she wasn't getting it from him; not yet at least. She reminded herself he was a virgin, and her body, any woman's body was new to him. Should she take over, and show him how to please her? Would that emasculate him from the very start of their relationship? She decided to suffer, and wait a while longer before any changes were made.

He moved 'South!' He left her head, neck, ears, face, and throat. His hands and mouth found the two orbs on her chest, and squeezed them softly.

She moaned.

He placed his mouth over the left one, and flicked his tongue over the hard, erect nipple.

She grasped his head, pulled his mouth over it, forcing him to nurse from it.

He learned. Placing both hands on the breast, he forced more of the soft breast tissue into his mouth, sucked and kissed alternately, and squeezed in random patterns.

"There is another one James, just like it."

"Where?"

She smacked him, but she also moved him to the breast, just in case he wasn't kidding. With James, she really wasn't sure."

He began moving from the one on the right, to the one on the left, without instruction, and her mind and body began to climb higher towards release. She wasn't sure when it happened, but she felt a hand begin playing with her trimmed nest of curls.

Her mind said to her body, "Maybe he does know something about biology?"

When that same hand moved further south, she was sure of it. Two fingers slid over her puffy vulva, and the center one, went through the slit in between them, and found her clitoris.

Bang!

She came unexpectedly, because there was nothing expected from James. He snuck up on you, and gave you what you needed, what you wanted, and what you asked for at the very beginning: The Big O! The Orgasm that made your belly touch your backbone, and your ovaries expel everything they've been holding inside since your last really 'Big O.'

Her body must've told him something, because his head followed his hands. Time after time, within minutes of the beginning of his ministrations to her vagina, orgasms continued unabated. His head was hidden by her thighs, and the constant rotation of her hips. His tongue was so expert at where it touched her, it was like an electrode, completing its circuit every time it touched another place deep inside her. It encompassed her for so long, and so completely, she became exhausted. She was definitely out of lovemaking practice. She would fall into a light sleep, and wake up with her hands holding his head to her body.

When she woke, whether he was kissing her hip, the inside of her thigh, or nibbling at her instep, it didn't matter. He, now understood, and took to making love as a dolphin takes to swimming.

After one short nap, she found herself on her stomach, and could not remember how she got there. She felt his hands on her back, kneading the muscles of her neck, arms and shoulders, with a scented oil. Why wasn't this man taken by some society debutante, or millionaire's daughter. With a little time, effort, and probably training, James would be too good to be true for any woman of breeding. But he didn't want them, he wanted her from the moment he saw her. Maybe she wouldn't torture Janine after all.

"Welcome back, how do you feel?"

"Exhausted, glorious, spoiled, loved, and engaged to be married to a very special man."

"My goodness, your vocabulary has expanded greatly, since I put the ring on your finger. I can't tell you how wonderful it makes me feel to hear all those wonderful words leave your mouth. Just think, we haven't made love yet."

"I don't know about you James, but I've lost count of the amount of times I've cum. The condition I was in has been thoroughly sated. Now, I would like to take care of you, in the same fashion."

"No, not yet my dear. I'm working my way around the world. I have visited nearly every part of you, and have been so pleased with each and every area I visited so far. There is one more area I wish to take advantage of tonight. When I finish oiling your body, I will tend to that area in the best way I know how."

"Another quote from my sister's wedding comes to mind at this moment. I said to her, 'You have the tiniest ass I've ever seen.' Having you here before me like this I can now complete that statement by saying, 'You have the most beautiful ass I've ever seen.'

He didn't get the response he was expecting, he got a little giggle instead.

"What, why are you laughing at me?"

"Am I truly your first James?"

"Scouts honor."

"In that case, as much as I'd like to take that as a compliment, how many other asses have you seen?"

This time she didn't get the answer she was expecting.

"Thousands, maybe tens of thousands."

"How can I be your first if you've seen that many asses?"

"I was the state's attorney, then a federal attorney..."

"Please stop, I'm sorry I asked. Wipe those pictures from your mind."

"May I continue pouring oil between your butt cheeks, and rubbing oil onto your gluteus maxima?"

"Yes, please do, but it looks like we're going to sleep on one side of the bed tonight. This side's going to be a mess."

"I really feel terrible about that."

"I'm sure you do."

He worked his way down her back, along her spinal cord, and she could hear every bone in her spine adjusting into its proper place. By the time he reached her glutes again, she was fast asleep, again.