Another 5 years go by...
Amethyst Crystal Shadoe, and her 9 year old daughter, Piper Elizabeth Shadoe, moved to the small, cottage style house about 4 years ago. Shadoe, of course, not their real last names, but had been legally changed around the same time. They had begun a new life together, hopefully free of fear and suspicion. She had taken every step possible to insure this. Alarms installed in the house and the car, pepper spray a permanent accessory on her key chain, constant talks with Piper about talking to strangers, even a weekly self-defense course. Although Piper was never told all the details that caused her mother's paranoia, she knew something terrible had happened to her. Whenever she attempted to pry, Tess simply smiled weakly and told her she just wanted them to be safe.
Piper was a bright, happy 4th grader. Her report cards were mostly A's and she never failed to make honor roll. Though her mother's fears kept her from most extra-curricular activities, she made an abundance of friends who were either over or on the phone daily. Tess had completed several night-school courses in business management and was now a regional manager for a local chain of restaurants. Her life was still void of men, obvious trust issues and fears to blame. The only male she was even remotely close to was her self-defense instructor, Richard, on off-duty police officer.
The classes took place every Friday evening from 6pm until 8pm. Rick, as he like to be called, had persuaded her to have coffee with him, in a very public coffee-shop, after each course ended. Tess spent most of this time fidgeting, uneasy and nervous. Something about him frightened her, she told herself it was all in her head. That she would always feel this way about all men because of her past experience. In an effort to remove these uncertainties, she forced herself weekly to try and enjoy his company. Rick was divorced, with two young sons, ages 8 and 10. He was 6 years her senior, tall, built, with thick blond hair and brown eyes. She was still jolted a bit whenever she found him staring at her, but after months of conversations and terrible java, she relaxed and let herself like him.
After knowing one another for over a year, they finally agreed to date. Saturday evenings when Piper slept over one of her many friend's houses, Rick and Tess would see a movie or go to dinner. It was another 6 months of heavy petting and long goodnight kisses, before she eventually agreed to accompany him back to his place. She nervously stepped in to the apartment, surprised at the tidiness of it considering a bachelor lived there. Tess surveyed the place curiously, finding nothing threatening or unusual, let her guard down. She told her self that it was time to "get over" what had happened, and let herself be a normal, healthy, woman. After all, masturbation can only give you so much satisfaction.
He took her hand and shyly led her to the back bedroom. A large waterbed with black bedding set in the middle of the room, covered in rose petals. She smiled at his efforts, wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. The kiss deepened as he backed her up slowly towards the bed. Her stomach tight with uncertainty, she allowed herself to be manipulated onto the fragrant petals. Rick undressed her slowly, cautiously, as if any moment she would change her mind and run from the room. He ran his hands over her body in a distantly familiar way and she tensed. A voice in her mind chided her for thinking of the rape at a time like this, so she forced herself to relax, to remember that this was not a villain. This was a sweet, loving, gentle man who had taught her to defend herself. She wanted to be here, she wanted to do this with him: make love.
Rick removed his clothing as well, leaving them in a heap on the floor, and began to kiss her all over her body. Paying special attention to her breast, then to that sweet place between her legs. He took it slow, easy, wanting her to accept him, to want him as much as he wanted her. Her hands in his hair, purrs of pleasure from her throat, told him she was ready. He lay back on the bed, pulling her on top of him. Tess looked at him, confused, before he maneuvered her over his stiff member, then lowered her onto it. His cock impaled her deeply and she moaned softly as her pussy adjusted around him. Rick grinned crookedly, bending his arms up, and clamping his hands together behind his head. He lazily closed his eyes, letting her know that she was now in full control of their love-making.
Unsure but determined, Tess began to move. Slowly, at first, up and down his thick shaft. Then, as the pleasure grew, she moved back and forth, riding him like a stallion. She enjoyed this feeling, his large cock filling her up, hitting just the right spot to send tingles down her spine and goose bumps to her flesh. She controlled the rhythm., the speed. As her excitement increased, she leaned back slightly, bracing her hands on his outstretched legs, and began to really FUCK him. Her movements grew faster and faster as her head lolled from side to side, emitting loud moans of pleasure. Watching her from below, Rick found it more and more difficult to contain himself. His hands on her hips now, bringing her against his body harder and faster. When she tensed, letting out a high-pitched squeal, he felt her cum on top of him. Her abundant pussy juices overflowing and soaking his pubic hair. She collapsed, expired, atop him, her breathing labored and heart racing, but he wasn't done with her yet.
Wrapping his arms around her, he flipped them both over so that now he was in the dominant position. Rick pulled her legs up over his shoulders, the bends of her knees resting just above his collar bone. Tess's dazed eyes looking up at him, he re-entered her, pile driving her. Her violet eyes widened as he drove himself into her to the hilt. He could go no deeper than this. His hands on her ankles, holding her legs wide open, he thrust himself over and over into her throbbing pussy. Her orgasm had not yet fully subsided, when a second one began. She felt herself floating, melting, as the next wave of ecstasy hit her. The writhing and moaning beneath him finally sent Rick over the edge and he exploded into her. Soaking her pussy more, overflowing down her ass crack and into a white puddle on the black sheet.
Huffing and puffing, they lay next to one another in complete relaxation. She rested her head on his broad chest, he stroked her jet black hair tenderly, before whispering, "Will you marry me, Tess?" Shocked by the inquiry, she lifted her head up to look into his brown eyes, studying him to see if he was serious. She memorized every tiny freckle across his nose, and noticed for the first time that he wore contact lenses in his sincere, questioning eyes. A smile broke across her face as she accepted happily, hugging and kissing him. Rick sat up slightly, reached up to the headboard, and produced a small, black, velvet box. Opening the parcel and presenting it to her, an engagement ring. It was the a heart-shaped amethyst stone, her namesake, surrounded by tiny diamonds on a gold band. Tears of happiness trailed down her cheeks as he placed it on her finger. They kissed deeply, then began to make love once more, this time slowly, intimately, feeling as if their very souls merged.
The months following the engagement were a whirl of wedding plans, moving plans, and love making. Rick adored Piper and she thought he was just wonderful. He had brought her mom out of her defensive shell and she loved him for it. Tess met his sons on one of his weekend visitations, they were passive and uninvolved, but she made the best of it. His ex-wife openly glared at her at each exchange, but Tess dismissed it as simple jealousy and continued to celebrate her new found freedom from fear. She waited to meet the rest of his family, his brother and mother, until the rehearsal dinner because they lived a few states away. That dinner would end up changing her life, and everything she thought she knew about it.
It was a gorgeously, warm spring evening. The rehearsal dinner was held at their new home, a large town house with ample room. She and Piper had made sure their dresses were just right before helping Rick straighten his tie. The doorbell rang off and on for the next hour as guests arrived. Tess only invited a few close friends from work as she really had no family to speak of. Having not spoken to Grams and Gramps since her abrupt departure from their home, and not knowing where her mother was, she felt it was best to keep the wedding small and simple. Piper was to be her maid of honor and the rest of the wedding party would be Rick's family and friends. His mother and brother arrived late, after all the other guests had already begun to mingle. Robert was a few years younger than Richard, with the same thick, blond hair. A few inches shorter but just as built, they could have passed for twins except for Robert's hazel eyes. Margaret was a stout woman with a rather deep, commanding voice. Her graying hair pulled neatly into a bun at the nape of her neck, she reminded both Piper and Tess of an old, strict, school teacher. She greeted both the girl's politely, before giving Rick a tight peck on the cheek and offering congratulations.
Through out dinner, Tess felt as if Margaret stared at Rick a little more than what was considered normal. As if she was trying to figure out something about him. A toast was said by Robert, the best man, and desert was served. The guest began to trickle out now, one by one making their excuses and saying their good-byes. Tess had just started clearing the table when Margaret finally spoke, "Why is my son wearing contact lenses?" Tess blinked, confused, "I've never seen him wear glasses before..."
"No, no, my dear, he doesn't need glasses or contacts. Richard has always had 20 / 20 vision. Perhaps he just got tired of those comments about his eye color.," Margaret shrugged and she sipped her wine.
"Brown?" Tess inquired.
