Babydoll

Thank You Literotica and its followers for indulging me in this fantasy. Thank You for the comments, feedback, scores, and especially the encouragement to continue with the Babydoll series. This is meant to be a Dramatic series filled with Romance, Intrigue, Taboo, and most of all Sex. My goal has been that each of these chapters has symbolic meaning.

This is a direct continuation of the last chapter. I have attempted to keep the chapters from being too long winded. This chapter was written at the same time as the last one. Please give the story a chance even if there may be something that doesn't suit your fancy. The next step in the journey might make it worth your while. That's the way the best dramas work. I am trying to pull in all of your senses.

Anyway, any likenesses or similarities of character are purely coincidental. I hope you will read the previous chapters, if you haven't. But, you can always jump in here and go fill in the missing pieces provided in the earlier stories.

This is a taboo topic, so I know that it is offensive to some. The material is erotic to me because it is forbidden in society. This is purely fantasy. Hope you enjoy the fantasy.

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Here in this moment, I wanted Ash so bad that it was literally driving me crazy. Not only did I crave her, I actually tasted her on my lips and I didn't care about anything else in the world. Frankly, I didn't give a fuck about what the outside world thought.

Ash shook her head with a wariness, "Jimm-eee, you are incorrigible..." as she pulled away, immediately heading back up the steps. I was left in a daze. Maybe I had done what I had done because of the buzz I had going. I pondered whether I would have done so otherwise and thought to myself, 'Probably.'

I went to the bar and grabbed the Bourbon, twisted off the cap, and took a quick swig before grabbing a Ginger Ale from the fridge. After shaking my head and waiting a minute or so, I had myself back somewhat under control. I took another slug of Bourbon and then carried my Ginger Ale as I headed back up the steps. I was comfortable in my embarrassment now. With this good buzz nothing was going to bother me.

When I got to the top of the steps, my mother was on the phone in the living room. Apparently, Gramms wanted to make sure that we would be leaving soon, because she and Big wanted to plan for us all to arrive around the same approximate time.

I headed to the front sitting room and relaxed on the sofa as I heard Ashley and Jill come down the steps together.

Ash basically walked before Jill and presented her to me in a very fetching , sleek, dark burgundy and black dress. Ash smiled, "What do you think?"

The dress was eye-catching to say the least, "Wow... very nice Jill. That looks great on you." Her breasts were on display as I had never seen them before. The dress was tight in the midsection and flared at the hips coming to rest with the hemline right at the knee. She was a beauty in the dress, not like Ash's Jessica Rabbit ensemble, but certainly attention grabbing in her own right. I always thought she was pretty in a cute sense, but this was the prettiest and most feminine I'd ever seen her.

Mind you, Ashley was still hotter as a woman, but Jill had that Girl Next Door making her debut look. The contrast would be to see that picture of Sophia Loren and Jayne Mansfield sitting at that table in Hollywood. This would most certainly be an interesting evening.

The doorbell rang and I went to answer. It was Mitch. He put out his hand, "Hi, I'm Mitch Davis. I'm your sister's date for the evening. You must be Jim. I've heard a lot about you."

"Good things I hope," I lifted my eyes to him trying to hide my jealousy.

"Nothing but the best," he chuckled.

This guy gave off a good, relaxed vibe as I turned to allow him in the door. He was a fairly good looking guy, but not in a pretentious way. He was wearing a black suit with a red tie - just a normal , ordinary business suit. Ash was coming up behind me when I turned, "Your date is here," I attempted a smile.

He smiled and I could see his eyes roam her beauty, "Hey Ashley."

(Ashley) - "Hey Mitch... My mother is on the phone... I need to formally introduce you to her."

"OK," He agreed as they headed towards the den.

Jill came into the foyer and Ash looked at her and smiled, "Mitch this is Jim's girlfriend Jill." Jill shook his hand and nodded at him in acknowledgement.

Ash continued smiling, "Well, I hope you two don't mind. I'm going to go introduce Mitch to Mom and then we're going to head out."

I smiled as best as I could and nodded in acknowledgment. It all tore me up inside, but what could I do?

Ash and Mitch disappeared around the corner of the kitchen and I could hear them talking to Mama, while Jill came closer, "You like it?" Jill asked, smiling and turning and slowly twirling around to show off her elegant form, which also gave me a better view of her cleavage in the process.

"I hope you don't mind me showing off a bit," she wondered aloud. "Ashley let me borrow some accessories and gave me some pointers," she smirked as she leaned in to kiss my cheek and hug me. She let go, "I guess we better get going. Is your Mom ready?" she inquired as she walked past. The silky fabric of her dress clung closely to her bottom as she sashayed by, showing off the perfect shape of her firm derriere. Her tight, athletic bottom never looked better.

Just about then, Mama, Ashley, and Mitch finally made their way towards us from the living room. "I need to run upstairs for a minute and then we'll head out," Mama informed us.

Ashley grabbed her long overcoat from the coat rack in the foyer, "We'll see y'all there in a few." I helped her get her coat on and then she and Mitch were out the door and on their way.

I grabbed Jill's overcoat off the rack and helped her get it on and did the same for myself. Mama came down the steps with her coat already on and was ready to go. My watch read 6:30pm, as Jill, my mother, and I entered the garage and got into my mother's Audi and were on our way to the club.

Ashley and Mitch had already left and were nowhere in sight as I backed out into the driveway and entered the street to head towards the Club. Mama had insisted that Jill ride along side me in the front seat. As I looked in the mirror and caught Mama's gaze, she was virtually beaming a smile as she relaxed in the backseat. She told Jill and I several times how nice we looked and how exciting this all was.

She was obviously enjoying herself as she asked questions about what was going on in our lives. We answered them all politely, as we were obliged to do. My mind kept drifting off thinking of my Babydoll and that guy that she was with. Mama asked if I was excited about the dance and having my girlfriend to show off for the evening. I smiled and looked at Jill, figuring I better play this for the best, as I affirmed my mother's wish that I was happy, even if I was nowhere near content.

Another glance back in the mirror let me know that Mama was virtually vibrating in her exhilaration about this evening. The whole family was going to be together for the first time in two years. I could see in her eyes that her mind was right and I didn't want to do anything that would spoil that. It had been a long time since I had seen her anywhere near this happy.

Mama was definitely a gorgeous woman in her own right. I mean she was fucking hot. I just wished that she could keep the happiness I was seeing on this night. She deserved to be happy after all she had been through in life.

Mama's outfit wasn't flashy like Ashley's. It was the red dress theme of the evening also, but much more modest and matronly. The elegant red dress was collared with sleeves that ran to the elbow. It was one of those old fashioned dresses like were worn in the 1950's with buttons on the front that began above her ample cleavage line and ran all the way down to the bottom of the dress's skirt, which billowed out. She was wearing a big black belt with a silver buckle that cinched around her waist and accentuated her curves. The woman was definitely a MILF.

We arrived at the club at 10 'til, pulling up to the front entrance. For this special occasion, the club had valet service. The valet and an attendant opened the doors for the ladies and I and we were escorted to the main lobby and from there we were taken to our table at the front of the grand event room, which had been turned into a ball room filled with red and white balloons and fresh flowers.

As we approached the table, everyone stood and greeted one another. My Grandfather made a point of introducing Jill to Jan and her boyfriend Robert, who we all call Bob. As I told you, this was the first time I had seen my older sister in a couple of years. Even though there was always a sibling rivalry between the two of us, there was a sense of camaraderie in the air on this night.

The table was set for 12, even though there were only 9 of us in the family. The club was packed with people seemingly surrounding every inch of us. Big most definitely seemed to enjoy being the center of attention on this night.

It was hot , which seemed to be accentuated by the amber hue of the room. It had the feel of sitting in the midst of a campfire, but with a sweet feminine aroma making me feel drunk with lust from the surrounding feminine charms. It was like the PG-13 version of a Roman orgy.

The first thing we did after our greetings was to get some food. I was famished as I walked up to the smorgasbord that had been laid out. I made a bee line for the Shrimp and Carved tenderloin. The selections were enormous with all sorts of finger foods, including all kinds of vegetables, fruits, cheeses, sushi, and canapes. The ice carvings were sensational and you couldn't even imagine the rest unless you were there.

I made my way back to the table and enjoyed my hors d'oeuvres, while we all chatted about life in general. The band started up at 8pm and it wasn't long before Jill hinted that she wanted to head to the dance floor where the Jazz ensemble was playing various tunes to set the evening mood. I'm sure that you understand that these occasions aren't made for men. Sure it is romantic, but these events are designed for women. Men are just along for the ride - there to do what the ladies want to do.

Jill led the way, pulling me to the middle of the dance floor, which had become quite crowded as happy Valentine's couple danced the night away. It was early, so the slow moving tunes flowed languidly along one after the other. Nothing provocative was taking place. Just nice, mellow music easing people through the night.

"I really love this Jim," Jill confirmed as she snuggled up into my body, while a crooner sounding like Tony Bennett sang 'Smile' in the background. Funny thing was that we had never been dancing in all the time we had been together. And guiltily, I couldn't help but hearken back to New Year's Eve and being with Ash and reminisce about the most special evening of my life.

While I was lost in my daydream, Jill had maneuvered my arms around her waist until we had formed a tight bond against one another. She rested her head against my chest as we slowly swayed to the melody of 'Who Can I Turn To'. Her firm chest pressed against my own as her arms drifted lightly up my sides until they found a resting place around my neck. My own hands slowly traveled down to the small of her back. I'd be lying if I didn't admit that when I could focus on Jill, the circumstances certainly felt nice.

Slowly, she turned her head to look into my eyes, with our faces just inches apart, I stared into the look of love. The same look that I had with Ash on New Year's Eve. I sensed that she wanted to kiss as suddenly Ashley came into view in the background dancing with Mitch. As I continued dancing with Jill, Ashley's gaze caught my own. I felt so guilty in so many ways. We continued dancing until the number ended and then I told Jill, "I need a break... let's go sit and have a drink."

I walked Jill to our table and then went over to the bar set up in the ballroom. I ordered a Bourbon and Ginger for myself and got a little champagne for Jill. When I got back to the table, Big had gone to the front and stopped the music and started speaking to the crowd.

"Ladies and Gentleman" Big spoke, "It has been an honor and a privilege to be placed in charge of this event. Like many of you who have had loved ones effected by issues of the heart, high blood pressure, stroke, and the other diseases involving such issues, we understand the importance of raising money for such causes. Events such as this celebrate and enhance the fundraising efforts that help with research on these issues. Please, enjoy yourselves, but please also remember why we are here. Remember to involve yourself, your time, talents, and resources to the cause... Well, that's all for now. Back to the party."

Big made his way off the stage where the band was playing and chatted with people along the way as he eventually made it back over to where we were standing. He beamed as he came to me in his black tie and tux, "You enjoying yourself Boy?"

"Yes sir," I nodded affirmatively, "You sure are impressive... I'm proud of you."

Big grinned, "Well, you're gonna have to take my place eventually. I hope you're ready, because I'll be throwin' you in the deep end soon enough.

I don't know why, but suddenly a cold chill ran down my spine. Such a thought as Big was introducing here made me extremely nervous. I thought I was grown up, but I suddenly realized at that moment that I was a punk kid who didn't know shit.

Big leaned in, "Whatta ya think about Mitch?"

"He seems alright enough," I ambivalently replied.

Big tilted his head down and stared me in the eyes, "I like him... 28 years old and just graduated from law school last year. He wasn't top of his class, but he's smart, hard working, and ambitious... I think I'm going to bring him into the firm... so you know what that means."

"Yes sir," I knew that Big gets what Big wants.

Big looked me square in the eyes and sternly insisted, "You will get along with that boy."

"Yes sir," I nodded in submission.

Big's mood changed swiftly back to being jovial as he got a big grin on his face and slapped me on the back, "Well, back to the party." He looked to a guy he must have known, "Bill..." and his words trailed off as he walked away leaving me standing there flabbergasted by what had just transpired.

I walked back to the our table where Jill and Ashley were chatting it up alone. I felt very self conscious about averting my eyes from Ash to the extent that it made me uncomfortable trying to hide my true feelings. My eyes wanted to travel downward and look at the feminine charm of her full bosom showcased in her satin gown. It was the same type of material as the little nightie she had worn the night after Christmas when we reconsummated our love. I knew she had to know that she was turning me into melted butter, but as I've said before, she was a Hollywood starlet when she needed to hide her emotions.

I sat and enjoyed my drink, which had watered down from the ice melting in it. I still had a little bit of a buzz going, but it had subsided somewhat since the night began. My real high came from being nervous around these women who had always had an effect on me, especially Ashley.

I knew Ashley had to have noticed me stealing peeks. She had to have known I couldn't help it. I think the effects of my love for her had always flattered her to the point that it allowed her to lower her inhibitions until we had crossed the line. To me it was never a matter of crossing the line. I didn't look at that way. I looked at it as her belonging to me. I knew what I wanted, who I wanted to be with, who was always on my mind, who was always in my dreams... She was mine and always would be - til death do we part, so to speak.

I looked her straight in the eyes, "Ash, where's your friend? I would have thought y'all would have been dancing the night away?"

She gave a little knowing smile, "He's been talking business with one of his associates. He said he'd be back in a few. He's sitting right over there." She pointed at Mitch as he took notice. She smiled and waved and I followed suit. He waved back.

"Jill, would you mind if I dance a couple dances with Ashley?" I inquired.

She smiled, "Y'all go right ahead."

Ash scrunched her brow and gave me a perplexed look, "Jim, you can't leave her sitting here by herself."

Jill insisted, "I'll be fine Ashley. You need to go dance."

(Jim) - "Thank you Jill."

I took Ashley's hand and we walked over to where Mitch was sitting, "I'm gonna steal a couple dances with your date. You don't mind?"

"Be my guest," he smiled, "But don't run off with her..." he chuckled. I could see the guys he was talking with giving my sister a huge once over. If ole Mitch boy only knew what my intentions were.

With permission of all involved, we headed to the dance floor where one neat little Jazz instrumental was ending as we began to dance. I was focused on Ash completely, but when this lady stepped up to the microphone and started singing Cole Porter's "Every Time We Say Goodbye", it stole my attention and reinforced the sense of this moment. This was a soft swaying tune that the band played smoothly. Ash's eyes and my own locked and we both could read each other's minds as the tears welled in our eyes.

The blonde headed lady singing on the stage reminded me so much of Diana Krall, as she receded and the band allowed the saxaphone artist to go into a solo for over a minute at the end of "Goodbye", which then led to the Songstress beginning a smoky version of "Somewhere over the Rainbow". The emotions brought out by this excellent band playing before us piqued and surrounded me in a sentimental journey of the past, the present, and the future. Ash and I couldn't help but dance closer.

She couldn't rest her head on my shoulder as she had on our special date, not with everyone all around, but we still danced closely as I led the way. Her firm breasts poked my chest as we moved in unison along the dance floor. I couldn't ignore the arousal she brought out of me. My cock began its own dance as it twitched between us. The smell of her familiar essence was once again wafting through my nostrils, which sent a shiver down my spine. In spite of my efforts to keep cool, pressure began building in me as my groin tingled. This is going to become awkward, I thought to myself.

I leaned forward and spoke in Ash's ear as the music played loudly surrounding us, "I appreciate what you did with Jill. She's gorgeous, but she isn't you. No one can ever replace you... You are my Valentine... always have been and always will be," I declared. Dancing a few more steps, I continued speaking softly, a whisper wouldn't suffice, but in no way did I want to create a spectacle, "I keep thinking back to New Year's Eve... about how much I love you Ashley. I can't get over you."

Ash whimpered, replying back as we continued dancing closely, "Ohh Jimmy, sometimes things just can't be. I have something I have to tell you... I've been meaning to... I've been wanting to, but the time..."

I knew she loved me and she wanted to be with me and now we would find the opportunity to figure it all out, "We need to talk... I know the perfect place. Meet me outside the bar in five minutes." We parted and I slipped away and headed to the bar.

I hoped my erection wasn't noticeable on the ballroom dance floor, but I was fully aware of it. The trip to the bar, gave my tented slacks somewhat of a reprieve. I certainly hoped that no prying eyes would take note of my predicament.

When I got to the bar, I had the bartender pour me another Bourbon and Ginger. I took it out to the hall and sipped on it as I awaited the arrival of my love. I had been in this building enough that I knew the perfect room in which we could be alone.