Sorry this one has been so long in the making! I wanted to find a way to carry it on and still warrant it's title. Hope you enjoy!
It had been about five years since Laura and I had gotten together on our last-minute trip to Mexico. We spent maybe 2 months acting like lovers, sneaking around to have our wild, rampant sex or just sneaking into each other's room at night to just hold each other and cuddle. It didn't take Mom very long to figure out what was going on, she slipped into my room one morning knowing Laura was with me. Thankfully it was one of her, "I need hugs" and not "I need to ride you until my thighs hurt" type mornings.
Mom pulled my chair to beside my bed, we were naked so we stayed under the covers. We both had stunned looks on our faces.
"So, be honest with me, did this start on that vacation?" she said quietly.
"Yes. I told my friend he was my boyfriend because I was trying to save face and it just kind of happened," replied Laura.
"Be thankful it was me catching you, your Father would raise hell if he found out. However, I know it would be futile demanding it stopped but I won't have it under my roof. We raised you both to be good people and this is not how good people act. You both have until the end of the month to move out," she said.
"What? Where are we supposed to go?"
"I saw your bank balance young lady, you're making almost as much as your Father and I with those photo shoots. I appreciate you helping out with bills and such at home but I can't do this."
Mom got up to leave, I didn't know what to say but Laura snapped. She flung the covers off us and stood up.
"I'll go but this is horseshit, Mom. You dragged me around for years, your pretty little princess for your pageants so I never got those awkward first dates or chance to meet decent men. Instead, I got Brad who treated me like his own trophy then cheated on me. Marcus treats me like a queen, even before we fucked and he wouldn't even look at another woman. We love each other, we make love, who fucking cares if he's my brother."
"The law would, Laura, but that mouth of yours just made it the end of the week I want you gone by."
Laura was shaking she was so angry, I stood up and held her and kissed her on the lips.
"We'll be fine, Laura. Let's just pack all the clothes we need and go. We can get one of those new downtown apartments on a short lease while we figure things out. I love you," I said to her.
"I love you too, Marcus. Maybe I should just leave, I've led you down this path and I don't want to fuck up your college plans."
"Please, I'm making so much with the modeling gigs that you set up, I can take some night classes to learn more but I love photography and want to make a career of it."
"You're not just saying that?"
"Why would I, you've heard my reviews from my shoots too. Besides, if I was your exclusive photographer, I'd never grow tired of capturing your beauty."
"You're so cheesy sometimes," she said with a smile and kissed me.
"So is that a yes?"
"We can't get married, something about some law."
"Yes to moving in together."
"I'm not going to wear clothes for a week and you better not either," she said, grinning.
I was helping Laura with a few boxes in her room when Dad came in to see us, he looked pretty upset.
"Why didn't you talk to us about this, guys. Why can't we sit down and talk things through with your Mom? She wouldn't tell me why you're all of a sudden moving out," he said.
"She didn't tell you we had a fight?" replied Laura.
"No."
"We're moving out because Mom doesn't like that I fuck my brother. We fell in love in Mexico and I'm not letting him go."
"I see. Well, I'd love to tell you that I could talk her down from her rage stage but holy shit, pumpkin, I don't think I'd manage with that one. I love you both, I see how he's been treating you and how other guys have in the past and I can't get in the way of that."
Dad surprised us both when he gave Laura a warm hug then gave me one too.
"Your Grandma was pretty much a hippy, free love and all that lifestyle that came with it so I'm a little more open minded than your Mom tends to be. She thinks I'm the strict one but not on things like this. We'll keep that between us three but if you need anything or if things go bad, you always have me to turn to, never forget that, okay?" he said.
"Thank you, Dad, it means a lot to us," said Laura.
"I know I don't need to say it, Son, but take care of her, okay?"
"I will, Dad, she means everything to me," I replied.
Our apartment was pretty small but we didn't care. True to her word, Laura spent all the time she could without clothes on and I loved it. We'd be trying to unpack and she'd give me a look then we'd spend the next hour on the couch making passionate love then just holding each other, soft kisses and tender touches until we felt ready to continue our task at hand.
After a couple of years, we drifted apart really. The love was still there but she met a stunning woman from Madrid and she invited Laura to go and live with her in Spain. When she came to me in tears, I knew what I was facing and I was fine with it.
"Laura, I will love you until the end of time. What we have will never be taken from our hearts as long as we live and if that means letting you go to be with someone who you don't have to hide, then I will be happy for you," I said as tears streamed down her face.
"You set the bar so high for how a man should treat me that it took a woman to blindside me and I fell in love. She knows about us and doesn't care but her visa is up and wants me with her," she replied.
"Then go, find some great places for photoshoots and hire me."
"I couldn't afford you with money, I had to sleep with you to afford your prices."
We laughed then held each other. We made love one more time and then she was gone. I was sad for a while, we kept in touch but she got swept up in her new life and was genuinely happy and I was good with that. I was busy too, my reputation for being able to capture beauty had me booked out for months at a time and I just buried myself in my work.
It sounds cliche but I eventually met a stunningly beautiful woman of my own. She was a model and I was hired to do a shoot promoting some lingerie line. Her manager was treating her like shit and despite her makeup being flawless, I could almost see the hurt in her eyes. I just wasn't getting the shots with him yelling at her all the time. I got pretty annoyed at him and decided to say something, he didn't like that one bit.
"Listen, cupcake. You're hired to take the pictures of the pretty girl in sexy undies, not act all macho in hopes she'll blow you too. You're expensive but not so much I can't replace you. Kindly mind your business, get the shots so we can go, okay?" he said to me.
"My shoots cost so much because I get the shots others can't. My models need to be relaxed, if I can't get that then you'd be as well taking the pictures. I direct, I shoot, a process that doesn't need your demeaning yelling or comments. I'm not paid hourly, I'm paid for the shoot."
"Jonanthan, go wait in the van while I clear this up," said a woman.
He tried to say something but she glared at him.
"Sorry, I had to step in. I am Victoria Madison, this is my lingerie line you're shooting. Your reputation for getting the pictures you do was why I wanted you, Mr. Black but I can see you're not happy," she said.
"I have a process and it involves my models being comfortable and relaxed. Angela here is incredibly beautiful and if you just want beauty wearing beauty then I can give you that but when I spoke to your assistant, she told me you wanted more than that and I can't do that with him yelling at her behind me," I replied.
"Tell me what you need."
"The set is fine but all this stuff is too much. I know a place that is perfect for this, give me Angela, her makeup girl, the clothes and 2 hours and I promise you amazing."
"May I send Katya to help her dress?"
"Sure, but her manager stays," I replied.
"No, her manager is fired. Angela, I will find you a new manager, until then Katya will assist you but you are perfect for this line and I want what he is promising, will you go with him?" said Victoria.
