Choices revisited is a series that follows "Choices" which tells the story of a relationship that is build between three people. Brother, Brandon Jenson. Sister, Monica Jenson and Kimberly Chambers a long time friend of Monica. Choices Revisited will tell the story of their lives directly after they all claim one another in greater detail. We hope you enjoy.
~{Part 3}~
In the lights of New York
-Brandon-
The elevator ride up to the room seemed to take forever. I could feel Kim fidgeting nervously at my side. For the life of me I couldn't understand why, less then two hours ago she had her hand on my leg on the plane and now when I looked at the beautiful Gothic girl standing next to me she looked down right petrified. When the double doors of the elevator opened Kim didn't seem to want to get out, and when she finally did she was dragging her feet looking down at the floor.
"You okay Kimmy?" I asked as we walked.
Kim looked down at the floor and then up at me, a little smile touched the corners of her lips and she whispered. There was something about her eyes when she looked at me, they were usually soft golden brown, like molten gold but tonight they shined like a gold band and sparkled like a thousand little diamonds. "Are you truly happy Brandon?"
Before I could answer we reached the door and Kim opened it with the key card the front desk had given us. I tossed my bags into the room, and then her own. She looked at me with a lifted brow and before she could so much as get the first syllable of a question out I scooped her up into my arms and cradled her tenderly. "Kim, my love, I couldn't be anymore happy with the way my life as turned out. Monnie and me would have been good, very good but you my Gothic Princess, you have made us whole. You are second to no one Kim, I love you."
"Oh....Brandon." She cooed at me and buried her face happily in my throat.
I carried my bride across the threshold of our honeymoon suite and set her down on the other side of the door. I closed the door and rounded on her, but she danced out of my arms with a giggle. I let out a playful growl and stepped toward her, but again she danced out of reach. "Come here." I growled.
"Nope!" She giggled and then smiled her impish little smile. "You unpack us. I, need time to get ready."
"Your ready." I purred. "Come to me."
Kim took a single step forward as if my command triggered some part of her that demanded she obey. A look of complete lust and commitment was clear in her eye, but there was also a hint of a pleading regret. "Please?" She whined softly and took another step almost against her will. "....Please my husband? I want to give you something....but I cannot say no to you. Please baby?"
"When could I ever deny you anything?" I whispered.
Kim squealed happily and then ran to me. She kissed me softly on the cheek then ran to her bag, grabbed the smallest one and ran to the bathroom door. The door closed and I was left alone with the room. The room was split into three rooms. A living room with a large couch, a huge television set and a bowl of fruit and champagne on the table. The second room was a bedroom with a huge queen sized bed covered in silk sheets with a mosquito netting style canopy hanging down around it. The final room was a dinning style room with a huge table and a little mini fridge sitting next to the window. Not bad for nearly a nearly two grand for the week.
After I walked the room I popped the champagne cork and poured two glasses of the clear liquid. I pulled off the black T-shirt I wore and kicked off the boots. Around the time my socks joined my boots I heard the bathroom door open and turned to greet my bride and found I couldn't breath.
Kim had showered and cleaned all of the make up from her face and I saw then what Monica had seen a year before. My Kim was beautiful without the make up. Her cheeks had just enough color to them to show off the breathtaking paleness of her skin. Her lips were full and had a reddish/pink tone to them naturally. Her hair was damp and had a semi curl to it as it hung down and framed her face. She wore a white sheer robe that was open and hung down to her mid thighs. Beneath it a satin black pair of bikini cut panties and a black satin bra that cupped and pushed up her small but perfectly rounded breasts.
"Hi baby." She whispered in a sultry purr.
"..K...im?" I said in disbelief. Suddenly my throat was dry and my tongue felt huge in my mouth.
"Do you like?" She whispered and twirled at just the right speed so when her back was to me each of her perfectly rounded ass cheeks flexed. She sounded a little like a high school who was looking for the approval of her prom date.
"....You are beautiful." I whispered in awe. "How could I have never noticed how truly magnificent you are Kimmy?"
Kim's lip began to tremble in happiness. Her cheeks flushed and I noticed the faint aroma I knew very well. My beautiful brides pussy, I could smell it from here. She was dripping wet. "It's all yours beloved."
"Can I have it?" I whispered and began to walk unsure toward her. I could feel my heartbeat picking up in my chest.
"Brandon." She whispered and I noticed kept her hand closed tightly. "You have given me so much more then I ever thought possible." She took a single step toward me, her eyes shining with a perfect mixture of love and lust. "You have opened my eyes to a world filled with love, loyalty, teasing and more affection than I ever considered." She took another step and I could see the way her breasts heaved with each heated breath.
With each word she seemed to pause, a half a seconds hesitation as if the words she spoke were to powerful, even for the person speaking them. Some barriers, no matter how long it became, stayed strong and Kim was terrified of her feelings, even years later how strong they were terrified her. It was something so adorable about her.
"You have finally opened me up to the woman I always knew I could be......and given me a woman who never fails to show me she wants me and a man who I know will never betray me. For all of this I want to give you something I promised myself I would only give the man who I gave my heart to forever. The one man I would never ask for my heart back, no matter what he did. The man I trusted completely."
