Madam 2 Proposal

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Love complicates a working girls life.

MF-FF-Light BDSM-Language
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By William DuPain

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She rose before he awakened and stood at the side of the bed
watching him sleep. Just the sight of him made her heart glow
with affection, and why not, he was beautiful in everyway ... at
least in her eyes.


She carefully lowered the sheets from his body and surveyed his
long, lean frame at sleep, more especially the parts between
those beautiful thighs. She crept upon the bed easily until her
mouth was near what she desired, then she covered him with her
warmth and waited for his stirring.


His growth came first, as his organ rushed her mouth full of his
awakening hunger. She began to move up and down on him, as his
mind was ushered quickly to morning light, his senses now fully
alert and straining.


"Is this heaven," his sleepy voice asked her?


She smiled, but didn't stop; she was happy inside that he was
pleased; she loved doing that for him.


Her sweet mouth drew him with its hedonistic depravity, to a fire
pit of blazing lust that bound his soul in servitude to the quick
lash of her wicked tongue.


His eyes moved to glance at the image of the perfect red seal
that her soft lips made, about the shaft of his rampaging organ.
The sweet obscenity of the scene, driving him to a new, more
desperate level of ecstasy, as the warm sheath of her mouth
continued its ravishment of his flesh.


Laura loved the girth, weight, and length of her young man and
when her small warm hand surrounded his sack, she felt him swell
and buck in her mouth. The heat of his colorful endearments
filled the room, as he came and made her skin tingle warm with
their energy.


She suckled his happy mass until it was a withered twig in her
mouth; she enjoyed all the little twitches his body made from the
little shooters her mouth gave him. She crawled up his body like
a lithe feline, chasing its curiosity and looked in his eyes.
They were languid with peace and serenity and while his face was
stubbled, its persona was somewhat softer.


He smiled and kissed her, very pleased with the way his day had
began, he began to rise and she pinned him to the mattress with
her hands at his shoulders.


"Oh no you don't ... you get, you give," she told him, as she
stripped her pajamas from her body.


She shimmied up his chest until her scent was at his nose and
then coyly said, "nirvana my love in all its tender sweetness,"
she giggled.


He dove into it wanting to give her even more than she brought to
his bed; she was wonderful he thought, as his long tongue tested
the firmness of her bulging clit. He only needed to lay beneath
her while her hips drove forward and back against the heat of his
mouth and he drew the sweet fluids from her frame!


She wasn't long reaching the summit, as she shook above him and
his fingers began to probe the tightness of her anal slit. All
the memories of last night and what he had did to her back there,
flooded her brain, catapulting her lust to uncontainable
proportions!


Laura screamed as she lost control of her body and held her cunt
over his mouth shaking severely. She collapsed against the
headboard her legs quivering, as she cooed above him spouting
words for his heart ... words of love!


"Oh lover you're such a wicked thing sometimes," she said
smiling, after a while!


She moved back down his torso and then lowered her mouth to his
to give petition concerning her affection for him.  When the kiss
was over Laura slowly licked her wet fluids from the corners of
his mouth, then his chin and cheeks.


He enjoyed his cleaning immensely, with each stroke of her tongue
came warmth and a pleasant tingling against the area. Her eyes
were bright that morning, her voice sweet and warm, her hair was
a tangled mass of confused silk, frayed and wild about her
shoulders ... and god, how he loved her!


"Would you like coffee Jeff," she asked?


"I'd love some Laura," he answered.


Laura went downstairs to fetch coffee for him and bumped into
Madam in the kitchen.


"And how did your date go last night my dear Laura," Madam asked
with a quick smile?


Laura immediately gushed on her friend, wanting to know how she
had met him, where he came from, if he had a girl ... everything!


"Hold on my dear, first I didn't meet him. He's my deceased older
sister's child, his real father is also deceased, and you are the
only "girl" in his life at the moment," Madam told her.


"That's so sad, what did you mean by "real father" Laura asked
her?












My older sister's second husband was terminated in the car crash
with her; Jeff's father was a truck driver and beautiful person.
They divorced because Martha couldn't deal with him being gone
constantly.


"I took custody of him after her death before he finished high
school, he's all that I have left in the way of family. And I'm
very pleased that the two of you hit it off splendidly," she
said.


"It was a bit more than just hitting it off I think, Katie,"
Laura confessed!


"Oh, really dear," she said, knowing full well they were already
deeply bonded to each other!


"Katie smiled, as Laura walked off with her mans coffee, she
would be a good catch for her nephew if he could pull it off, she
thought!"


She sat his coffee on the end table and reclined seductively
against the satin pillows of their bed, awaiting his exit from
the bath.


His eyes caught her mischief as she lay there and smiled at her,
"My, but we are the deserts fair morning flower today, aren't we
my love!"


Her head went back as she laughed!


Her smile drew a sound flawless with the perfect mathematical
tone of her emotions, elation, joy, and love, a serenade of
sweetness that made his heart glow warm. His soul forced his eyes
shut while his memory held the image of her smile and his ears
consumed the music of her laughter.

She was magic in every conceivable way to him.


She smiled up at him and loved him with her eyes, before she rose
to her feet to stand before him!


"I know this is rather sudden for you Laura, but you know how
deeply I'm taken with you, and I wondered ... would you marry
me?" he asked, as he held her close to him.


"Oh my love, women like me never dream of such possibilities, it
wouldn't be right, or even fair to you," she said, as her eyes
slid away and her words trailed to silence.


"Laura don't you think you've separated yourself from the living
for long enough now because you fear the pain of failure in love.


"No, that simply isn't true," she huffed hotly!


"Then why won't you consent to marry me and take my name, you say
you love me are they merely words," he had asked her, livid ...
and highly frustrated with her refusal!


"I have my reasons Jeff, why is this so important, do you really
need to own me that badly" She chastised.


"This isn't about ownership Laura, its about commitment and I
need yours if I'm to continue this association of ours; I'm not
your husband love, I won't abandon you, I love you, and I must be
certain at this level of your commitment before I continue," he
cited.


"You know about Robert?" she asked.


"Yes Laura, Katie told me," he responded.


"But its just a silly custom, without any meaning to it," she
defended her fear.


"You want it both ways for your own convenience and I want to own
your heart, fine, then have it your way," he growled, as he
tossed her roughly back down on the bed a cruel lift to his lips.


His face was wild and reckless as he spun on his heel, righteous
in the beauty of his anger as he strode forward from the power of
his conviction.


She wanted to call him back, to amend this breach between them
... and tell him that she loved him, but he was gone now. She
knew he would return later, or she hoped so, as the bright tears
of her heartache clung to the long dark Spanish lashes of her
eyes.


She clutched the large, cool pillow, close to her body, as she
rocked back and forth in her bed sobbing; so very sorry she had
angered him.


What had she been thinking to deny his request; what did it
matter if she married and took his name. Her own personal history
had prompted her refusal, as it reached out through time to spoil
her life again.


"Damn it ... Damn him ... Damn it all," she sobbed, as she closed
her eyes against what should have been the most beautiful day of
her life!


Katie had seen her nephew pass through the kitchen headed toward
the garage and his car. She had noticed the storm clouds of anger
in his eyes as he passed and tried to stop him but he ignored her
attempt. She knew there was trouble in Eden and the apple of love
had probably spoiled.


Katie went upstairs to Laura's room and found her young friend
weeping on her bed. Katie sat down beside the raven beauty and
brushed away some of the tears.


"What happened my dear," Katie asked?


"He wanted to marry me Madam ... me, a whore, loving men for my
keep," she sobbed!


"Is it so terrible that he loves you that way Laura?" Madam asked
her.


"No ... oh, I don't know Katie," she wailed, as she threw herself
into the arms of her friend.


"S-h-h-h, stop crying dear he'll be back ... and everything will
be fine," she said.


"I don't know Katie he was so angry with me, I've spoiled
everything," as her sobs began again.


Katie continued to soothe the young Laura as she stroked the
raven locks of the woman's head. She smiled, happy to know that
Laura was hopelessly in love with her young man.


"You must love him in truth Laura, the two of you are all I have
left now and I hope you will be friends forever," Katie told her.


Laura thought Katie's statement was strange but ignored it as the
product of an unsettled moment of emotional upheaval.


But Jeff didn't come back and Laura spent the whole day in her
room ignoring her regular clientele, and sobbing off and on
through the whole day, she didn't eat or groom. She fell asleep
alone that night and the silence around her was a bitter, cold
thing, which her spirit within loathed.


The next evening Laura had wondered down to the kitchen seeking
bottled water and saw him, as he stood speaking to his aunt by
the prep island. He caught sight of her and turned quickly to
exit to the garage when she spoke.


"Please ... please don't leave, talk to me Jeff," she pleaded
with him!


Laura didn't wait for a response but flew across the cool stone
floor impacting his back full on, with more force than intended.
Her arms flew about his middle, as she instantly melted into the
warmth of his body.


"Please don't be angry with me my love, I'll do whatever you want
... I'll take the stupid vows and marry you if it makes you
happy, but please don't ignore me," she sobbed.


He turned, and her faced looked up at him, worried, and haggard a
bit, and his lips craved the touch of her mouth. Her heart went
gentle with the sweet embrace of his mouth and the world was
suddenly right around her again. Laura knew in that moment this
was where she was meant to be, at home within the shelter of her
lover's arms.


"Tenga fe en mí mi amor, Have faith in me my love, and make me
the song of your days, and I shall love you always" she begged.


Katie's eyes misted and the veil of their sheen blurred her
vision, as she listened to the sound of love's heart beating
between these two young souls. And her spirit remembered it's
own, deep longing, for the same so very long ago.


He said nothing, but hoisted her slight frame into his able arms
and carried his love back upstairs to their room. He laid her
upon the soft cover of her bed and sought her lips once more.


"I'm so sorry Jeff, I must have been a fool to risk losing you,"
she whispered again, between embraces!


"Nor could I tolerate your lose mi amour," he replied!


The warmth of his tongue and breath left trails of fire in their
passing that made her heart quake inside and her flesh burn with
hunger for him. And the flame of her love consumed all her
concern, fear, and uncertainty; but would not touch her faith in
his heart.


He was rough, but the bestial side of her loved it, that part of
her just beneath her well finished veneer of civility. She
clutched him to her, crying out, as his teeth took the flesh of
her nipple. Arching her breast in a rush, greedy to own the
tender caress of his sweet young mouth, her mind went dizzy with
the pleasure of his adventurous tongue and the soft seal of his
velvet lips.


Her lover consumed her until she was nigh to swoon, while she lay
beneath him simpering, a mere slave for her master to command
with his tongue, hands, and body. Oh, she would not complain, for
the rewards of his love were beyond great, in ways only the heart
and body of true love would know.


She was above the rational of mind as he entered her; the ecstasy
of his movement took her near insanity, as every nerve in her
body sang a love song to her enraptured mind. A haunting melody
of love, sin, and lust, which caressed her beautiful soul with
its sweet enticement.


He was in her now with long smooth strokes that drew out great
gasps of pleasure from the lips of the woman he loved. Her deep
moans and bucking hips took him hard over the edge, as his fiery
moan mingled with the heated howl that tore from her throat!


Her head went back and her spine arched under him as an almost
painful cry from her full lips filled the room with its shrill
urgency. The scent of her release charmed his nose, while her
body writhed through the diminishing ebb of her explosive orgasm.


He collapsed over her with quick breath and felt the tenderness
of her fingers stroking his hair, while his lips nuzzled the
softness of her neck. He rested a moment there, his ear attentive
to the thundering pulse of her throat, as his fingertip traced
the hollow of her neck.


He rolled to her side and she backed up against him, he held her
that way in the wash of bluish moonlight flooding their bedroom
window. He spoke words of love to her heart, as her body rushed
into the waiting arms of deep sleep, her heart exhausted with the
sorrow of the day. His hands continued to stroke her long after
she had left him, the same way he knew ... he would always love
her, present or away.


When Laura woke the next morning her lover was already out of bed
and just for a fleeting moment she panicked, as she wondered why
he would leave her again. But then she remembered the tenderness
of his touch from the night before, and she knew it wasn't
possible.


After attending nature's call she went downstairs and found the
two of them with their heads together. Katie has just told me
she'll be out for most of the day, so we have the place to
ourselves ... how about we raid the cold storage and have a food
fight, he grinned.


"Oh know you don't Mr. Stone, I still remember the last one when
you were still in high school, it took me three days to clean
that mess up ... food is for sustenance around here mister," she
scolded, as she smiled at him.


"Well Madam," Jeff began, "I would like very much to leave your
house in the capable hands of Terri for a few hours if that's
acceptable. I would like to take my bride to be on a little
excursion this morning, if you don't object that is, dear
auntie," he told her, smiling wickedly.


"Well, you've always been able to have your way where I'm
concerned, so why should that change now," she said, with a wink
at him!


Jeff leaned over to kiss, the last, closet thing, he would ever
have to a mother and Katie reciprocated with deep tenderness.
When their lips broke the embrace Katie's eyes were cloudy.


"I love you Jeffery," she whispered!


"I know mom and I love you to my heart," she beamed at his reply.


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He took Laura to Caesar's for a light breakfast of mixed fruit
and tea where the two began to make plans for their wedding after
leaving his cell phone number with Terri. He enjoyed watching her
that morning with her radiant eyes and smiling face.


He took Laura to the top of the Eiffel tower before going back,
and stood behind her as they looked out through the chain link
fence. His fingers moving slowly over the top of her forearm
while they stood, taking in the awesome view before them.


"It's a beautiful view of the valley," she said!


"Yes my love, but not nearly as moving as the light of your eyes
right now," he had whispered behind her.


She turned and kissed him briefly before they entered the
elevator and returned to the lower level of "Paris-Paris." 
She had always adored the opulent décor of this place, and 
had always felt at home here.


Jeff hailed a cab in front of the fountain and the couple headed
to their next stop. It was nice to be with him anywhere, it seemed as if
she'd always been beside him. He finished the outing with his
beautiful lover at the Venetian, where he served her chilled wine
and strawberries before returning home.


They shared a bottle of wine on the balcony of her bedroom after
the sun went down and the glory of the Vegas nightlife began to
show itself. He took her there, once more, against the rail from
behind. Her voice sang clarion against the shadows of the night
when she came and filled the streets below with the joyful song
of her carnal bliss.


End part 2                       williamdupain@gmail.com