(This is the second part of a three part series. Please read the first part before you read this. Any and all constructive criticism is most welcome.)
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Jessica woke up in Jim's bedroom as the light of the early morning slipped between the venetian blinds. The simple décor was much the same as the rest of the house and spoke of a man who needed just a touch of feminine style in his life. Somewhere there was a lonely seabird calling and a fresh sea breeze smell lingered in the room.
Jessica smiled as she realized that they hadn't even turned on the lights last night! She slipped her hand to Jim's side of the bed and was slightly disappointed to find that he was gone.
Jessica heard a sound that must have come from the kitchen; there was also a smell of coffee. Jessica smiled with simple pleasure as she got up, her clothes and Jim's clothes were nowhere to he found... She remembered that they had both lost their clothes long before they hit the bed last night, before Jim had loved her... there was no other way to put it... Jim loved her.
Jessica didn't give a second thought to wrapping herself in a sheet or even putting on one of Jim's shirts. She walked out naked towards the smell of the most wonderful coffee that she could remember ever having.
The kitchen wasn't at all hard to find, nor was Jim... he was the tall muscular semi-naked man standing at the stove flipping pancakes.
Jessica leaned against the doorway and had to stifle a giggle; Jim was wearing a frilly pink apron around his hips with his cute dimpled butt sticking out the back of the apron.
Jim turned and looked towards the sound from the doorway with a look that spoke of some comic actor getting caught doing exactly what he was supposed to be doing by exactly the person whom he expected to get caught by.
Jessica grinned even more when she saw that Jim's frilly apron even had a pink heart shaped bib that just barely made it up to cover his bulging pecs. He held a spatula with a pancake in one hand and a plate of pancakes in the other hand. On the kitchen counter was a bed tray with a second plate of pancakes, a bowel of sliced melon, pancake syrup and two mugs of hot coffee.
Jim turned and finished putting the last breakfast plate together. The apron that just barely covered Jim's chest and didn't quite reach low enough to cover his limp penis as it peeked shyly under the hem of the apron. It was delicately embroidered: "Engine Company 2. Please don't kiss the rookie while he's working."
Jim quickly put the second plate onto the tray. Then he reached behind the bed tray and put on his frilly pink choker and his maid's bonnet to complete the effect.
Now Jessica had to laugh out loud and skipped into her man's arms for her good morning kiss. Once again, Jim's strong arms and his tender kiss did nothing to ruin Jessica's day.
"Good Morning sleepy head."
"Good morning yourself. You do realize that I'm going to make you wear this for Halloween, don't you?"
"Can I wear the matching G-string with it? It's not exactly Sex Slave attire, but it was the best that I could come up with on short notice."
"Oh, it will do nicely just the way it is!"
"I was going to bring your breakfast right in."
"Don't bother. Can we eat in the living room?"
Jim turned and picked up the bed tray and made his way out to the sofa and the coffee table.
Jessica had to work to stifle her giggles and she watched appreciatively while Jim sashayed and did a 'bunny dip' to place the tray on the coffee table next to the Venus De Milo planter.
Jessica came and sat on the couch while Jim tied a napkin around her neck and placed another one on her lap. Then he prepared her pancakes with butter and syrup. He cut her pancakes and lifted a forkful to her smiling lips. A soft kiss followed the delicious mouthful.
"Mmmm..., you are going to spoil me Jim! How do you expect for your 'Mistress Jessica' to discipline you when you please her in every way?"
Jim flirted, "You've caught onto my master plan, have you? Well, I can make a point to misbehave and be very, very bad if my Mistress wants to discipline me."
Suddenly Jessica became very serious, "I'm sure that you can be a bad boy, but I wouldn't want for you to be."
Jim fed Jessica another bite of her breakfast.
"Hey, after breakfast, would you like to come upstairs and see the sundeck before I start working? I'd like to get your opinion on it."
"Of course I'd love to. So Jim, tell me when you're not at the fire house what do you do?"
"I work with my Uncle. He's a foreman for New Jersey Transit. I learned to be a diesel mechanic when I was in the Navy. I put in two days a week servicing the commuter buses. The pay is good and it gives me something to fall back on in case of budget cuts at the county."
Jessica had to try not to grin, "You must do pretty well for yourself."
"Yeah, not bad; my lease on the apartment is almost up. I have to make a decision about renewing it or, moving here permanently. I've been leaning towards moving here. Life here was always great, even in the off season."
Suddenly Jim began to seem shy, "...and now that I've met you, I suppose that I should start to do some planning for the future."
"You've never had a plan before?"
"No, just work. Nobody really inspired me to think beyond tomorrow before you. Jessica, I could really see spending the rest of my life with you.
Listen, I hope I'm not out of line here, but I don't think that it's any secret that I think that you're really special."
Jessica smiled, "I think that you're special too Jim. Maybe we should really take the time to get to know each other. You know, before we go and invest more than we are willing to lose. I would hate to do anything to hurt you or, to make you feel less for me..." Jessica trailed off into an uncomfortable silence.
Jim held up another bite of breakfast for Jessica, "Hey listen to us! Let's get back to eating. There will be plenty of time for that kind of talk later."
After a leisurely and delicious breakfast they got dressed and Jim took Jessica up to show her the sundeck that covered the back roof of the bungalow.
"I built this for Grandma about ten years ago. The substructure is in good shape, but the surface and the railings need work. I thought it would be best to switch to the synthetic planking and to replace the railing with privacy screening here on the three exposed sides.
Maybe we could move Venus up here. We could turn her back into a birdbath and keep the flowers in pots all around her?"
"Oh Jim, that would be so pretty! What about the little flytraps?"
"Why don't we just repot those and keep them in the rooms downstairs?"
Jessica hugged Jim and kissed him. Then she noticed the time and told him that she had to go get ready to meet her friend.
Jim took the time to walk Jessica back downstairs and to see her off with another warm embrace and a kiss that left Jessica weak in the knees again.
Jessica's smile and her soft kiss in return, left Jim light headed and smiling as he reluctantly closed the door.
Jessica walked back to her motel room. On the way, she started to think about her original battle plan and how the introduction of these new people added to the complexity. She had not planned on adding people like Van, Fred and now possibly Veronica, but they did accelerate the earning potential of her plan. So with the proper controls they might be worth the risk and not be too much of a problem to maintain.
It was the addition of Jim that worried her. Jessica definitely had not planned on falling in love with the hunky disposable guy. He was supposed to be just that: disposable. But she saw that her plan of setting up a small network of fools to earn her filthy amounts of money, humiliate and break Muffy's heart and then to skip off to Aruba with Aaron was now out the window.
Love with Jim had never been in the cards and now it was simply too good to walk away from. Jessica stopped and thought about it. For a second time she had told herself that she was in love with Jim and all it did was make her happier. It was true. She realized that she had fallen into a trap that she didn't even want to get out of!
Jessica immediately decided that she had to slow things down and revise her plan carefully to guard against doing anything that might hurt Jim and to keep her operation from becoming too complex so that it would inevitably come crashing down around her. She left the bigger question of what to do about Jim and Aruba until later.
Jessica arrived at her motel; she opened the door and found Vanna and Fred in the shower together.
"Jackass"
Both Vanna and Fred slumped a little and closed their eyes.
As Jessica surveyed the scene, she immediately saw something that had escaped her attention on the day before: Fred was hung like a horse!
"Vanna did you and Fred have fun last night?"
Van immediately started to act ashamed and uncomfortable, "No Mistress Jessica."
Jessica didn't have to ask why, she knew that Vanna might love to suck Fred's cock, but would be instantly terrified of the thought of taking him up her ass.
"It's alright Vanna we can work on that next. I can see how you might be a little bit hesitant to have your fun with this stud of yours.
Vanna finish your shower and be sure to wash your hair and shave your body hair again then come and join me in the other room.
Fred, dry off and come with me into the other room."
Fred did as he was told and went into the other room with Jessica. Then they went through his relaxation exercises while he got dressed.
Jessica reinforced all of Fred's programming for what to do with the money that he earned. Then Jessica told Fred that he should start to think that it was now, over between him and Vanna. They could both remember it fondly as a summer fling that just didn't work out. Then Jessica sent Fred off to continue his vacation.
