I stare at myself in the mirror trying to calm my nerves. Even the fact that my boyfriend is out there, I love him with all my heart doesn't seem to help. With a sigh I put my hands on the sink and just stare, seeing my green eyes and flaming red hair staring back doesn't help. Fuck I need to get out there forget everything and just shave for him, forget being fertile I want the cock of the man I love inside of me.
Pulling upright I check myself turning my back to look behind. I don't have anything stuck to me and not covered in anything, I grab up the electric razor and go. Ben is sitting on the bed his feet tucked under him looking for all the world like it is the most comfortable pose in the world. I don't know how he does it, I sit on my feet even a little and they fall asleep, I can't walk for half an hour after sitting like that for anything longer than maybe five minutes.
He stands up going tall, I'm not some tiny little woman I am five feet and five inches of one scary when pissed Irish girl. Ben though, he stands at least a foot taller than I do, he has to lean forward to kiss me he walks over to me and does. I melt into him his strong arms pulling me to him, his long on top brown hair falling into my face. My eyes close with the passion in the kiss, his tongue seeking out mine as he keeps moving against me.
When he pulls back I sigh and breathe a little heavy, that is a kiss to wipe away all fears, all memories and think of just one thing. Then a second thing comes to me and a third related to the second I need a towel. I leave Ben standing there in all his tall hunky glory to get a towel. Towel in hand pillow set where I need it I climb on the bed swatting away the probing hand to my eager pussy then settle atop the pillow and towel. Ben starts to undo his pants I whistle at him and shake my head then point to the bed so he can see.
Ben's head in the right spot to watch me shave bare, at least barer than I am right this second I reach for the damp towel. I usually shave in the shower don't need foam or gel with the wet/dry electric razor and that much water. Ben scoots a little closer eager to watch as I take the electric in my hand and turn it on. I move it down while one hand pulls on my skin to stretch it out I shiver as the electric touches me. It feels so incredibly good to shave with one I start to tremble as it moves its slow way down me.
Having no idea how to make it look nicer I just go slowly. I am trembling in no time an orgasm rushing up from my toes as I shave down one side of my pussy and back up. I rest the base of the electric against my clit as I have my orgasm my hips rising up and down seeking the hard cock I am desperate to have inside of me. I keep moving the electric getting all of the stubble I have on the top of me enjoying the feel of it. I move to go down the other side of my pussy and reach a second orgasm my toes curling my hips moving.
A third orgasm comes when I move down the not shaved side of my pussy. This one is strong I'm moaning and groaning as my hips really move. I don't get a chance to move the electric aside Ben moves atop me. He grabs it up and tosses it on the floor as he works his pants open. I grab at his cock eagerly when it comes in to view sliding my fingers up and down him loving the feel of his hard flesh. He moves around a little to get at a better angle to fuck me, I guide him to me and scream my pleasure when he enters.
The hot hard flesh parting my folds splitting me wide and hopefully this time delivering the correct squirt to the correct place I reach an orgasm. My insides clench as I move under him desperate to get him off and wanting him to take his time on that. I put my hands on his butt and pull him in to me on each withdrawal. Ben seems to have the same eager desire to fuck me hard, his ass moving atop me with a single mindedness that is sending me crashing toward an orgasm.
I scream my joy when my orgasm crashes over me. Ben keeps going, sending me higher and higher up into the heights with his pistoning cock. My legs wrap around him, my arms grab at his shoulders and pull him to me. I recognize the signs Ben is close he is close to filling me with his hot fluids. I beg for him to fill me, beg him for his child in me. Ben looks at me his eyes full of something, love and lust and something else. I don't care I just want his fluids, I move under him working on getting him to fill me up.
My moving isn't just working on getting him to fill me up. My rising and falling hips are getting me close to an orgasm. I'm moaning his name in between grunts as he fucks me hard. His hard flesh in me feels so incredibly good, so right and all I need. Ben groans and rises higher above me buried to his balls inside of me I moan his name over and over when I feel the warmth. He keeps pumping getting his fluids in me like it is his dying wish to knock me up.
Ben lies on me a little more than he had been, I grab hold of him and hold on hoping this time we did it right. When he starts to move in me again I push him off, not because I don't want more the egg timer went off I got fifteen minutes to lie here before I have to get up and pack. Ben stares at the ceiling, I stare at him hoping this time we did everything right. The nagging suspicion that perhaps I just want a child and like him well enough to fuck comes back, I shake the thought away. When I turn to look at Ben again he is on his side looking at me.
"I wasn't good enough the first time?" I giggle and shake my head loving the baritone voice he has, deep and loving and ever so dampening when he flirts.
"Not that I shoved you off because I have fifteen minutes to lie here and hope before I have to pack." Ben sighs and looks at the ceiling again.
"Sometimes I think you care more about getting pregnant than me."
I twist on the bed and start punching him on the arm. Ben lies there for a second looking at me then gets up.
"Well alright I'm glad your letting me try. It's just I don't know it's almost like I'm just the first guy you picked to try and get knocked up with, I'm wondering how long until you find a new one." I sit up and look at him standing out of reach almost at the door looking worried.
"Ben trust me your not just some guy I'm trying to get knocked up with. I love you with all my heart. I just need to do a presentation and I will be finished, no more darting off with no warning." Ben sighs and nods then comes over to cuddle me.
"So does that mean I can ask you to marry me?" I squeak and look at him with a smile.
"Yes but you better do the whole bit, romantic dinner ending on the knee with a gorgeous ring. I come back tomorrow night late so best make it the next night or as soon as you can." Ben grins then leans over me for a kiss.
This is a special kiss, his hands to my head pulling me up into him. He's pressing down almost like he's trying to eat me and his lips mauled into mine his tongue entering me and wrestling with mine. My breathing is fast and furious now I love when he kisses me like that. If I didn't need to get dressed and go I would shove him over and ride him.
"I promise I'll think of something and tomorrow when you get back I might surprise you, I've been thinking about it." I smile at him, not just the I love this man smile but a full bore I'm going to marry this man and live in wedded bliss smile.
I would say something else except my alarm goes off. With a groan I get up feeling his and my fluids starting to seep out of me. I grab up the damp towel and wipe myself then grab up the towel on the bed and dry. Somewhat clean, dry, and very hopeful I pull out a pair of g string panties, the black lace ones Ben loves taking me out of when he can resist just shoving them aside. I grab up a black half cut bra and get that on, Ben watching with a sigh he can never get my bras on or off me very well.
I pull out my red dress it is a one piece very short with strategic holes to show off my breasts and not my bra along with my back and part of one side just above my waist. I pull out the black garter and black Spanish rose stockings, after getting those on I get out the matching high heel they add a whole five inches to me.
"Nia lord I'd swear you are getting ready to escort somebody and not to a fancy dinner." Ben says sitting on the bed watching me.
"Nope, I like how I look dressed like this and I am doing a presentation, appearance is everything. Doing it dressed like this gets all the men not thinking about what I am showing and just want to agree." I smile at Ben as I am saying it, I want to tell him the truth but how do you tell the man you're in love with that you're a hired assassin.
Ben sighs and watches me go do my makeup blue eyeshadow, pink rouge, and metallic green lipstick. I pull out my small overnight suitcase and stuff a few items into it, just the essentials, replacement stockings and garter, panties and bras and a few dresses. I pull out my presentation suitcase, it's larger locked with the simplest thing, a strip of clear everyday tape. To open it one would either cut the tape or pull it off, impossible to hide either from anyone. I trust Ben I just don't want to tell him what I really do it's just not an easy thing to live with your girlfriend doing. I should know I've tried telling the truth before.
After this time I am done though, I don't have to confess to doing mafia hits and other slightly more honorable killings. I collect the makeup I will need and drop it in my purse. With everything I need packed including toiletries I lug my luggage and purse to my car. I toss the luggage into my trunk, barely large enough to fit I look over the apartment buildings. They are large buildings with large apartments in, painted an odd tan color with dark brown edging. I look around thinking this could be the last time I see my home. I smile when I realize this is the last time I will have this thought.
Ben walks out with me and gives me a hug before moving to his car, a big all black with tinted windows Ford. I look at his car then mine, a much smaller two seated Miata done in soothing midnight blue.
"My car is better." I yell across to him, Ben gives me a groan and rolls his eyes skyward.
"You wish, you got a little pea shooter engine, I've got a hemi." I giggle at him.
"Yeah at least I don't get twelve gallons a mile and I can keep up with you in it."
Ben sighs and gets in his car then rolls down his window to tell me he loves me. I tell him I love him then get in my car, I get out of the parking spot first Ben's car needs to warm up a little. Glad it is middle of the week and not a weekend, Phoenix traffic is horrible to go anywhere on the weekends I get on the highway. Some kid I'm not terribly sure is old enough to drive yet spends a lot of miles trying to flirt with me through the windows. Perhaps he is trying to race instead he keeps stepping on the gas and letting off to jump ahead a little.
I know this is a race me sign but lord he's smiling and signaling things of a sexual nature at me. I lose him when I pull off to get to the airport, unlike the highways, the airport is packed. I have to search for a while for a parking spot before going in. I am met at the doors by Franklin he works in the airport and is a contact of mine. He collects my presentation bag and dashes off to get back to work while I head for the frequent flyer check in terminal. The clerk there is all smiles as I check in drop off my other bag and collect my ticket from her.
The new security takes me a while to get through, I'm always afraid of getting a male security guard they are able to just take you off for a search. A guy can't strip search a woman, they have to use a woman guard but still it's scary to think of. I get through without a hitch the guy right behind me however does not, he's Indian not Middle Eastern easy to tell with no hat and a little red diamond on his forehead. He's still taken off for a search the way led by a blonde woman taking glances at him and smiling a little. Having no idea what she sees in him, his nose was large and his eyes were rather dead, I collect my purse and a few compliments.
It's hard to smile and thank an overweight sweaty man for a sexually charged compliment. I manage to do it and am on my way to my boarding station. I suppose my expression at the boarding pass check in alerted the clerk.
"I am going to apologize to you for the treatment you received at security, most of the men they hire for it are virgins or haven't had sex in longer than I've been alive." She says with a slight smile, I smile back appreciating the joke.
