Ann: A Love Story Ch. 68

"You know," Ann said in her sexiest voice. She stepped forward and cupped my balls through my jeans, squeezing them lightly as she stared into my eyes. Her eyes betrayed the naughty thought she was having as she finished her thought. "Sex!"

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"So...what do you think?" Ann said as we stared inside.

"It's pretty big...is it too big? We don't have that much stuff," I answered, shaking my head a little.

"Do you LIKE it?" Ann said, trying to keep me on target. "I want to know."

While I wasn't sure at first, when I looked at it from Ann's point of view, it really was pretty cool. Actually, it was cool from the very beginning. I was just a little surprised that Ann saw it that way too. But when she told me why she wanted it, well...it all made perfect sense.

Ann had bid on an antique trunk. It was big, with the large, humped lid. The outside was black, with brass hardware; while the inside was covered with a deep maroon cloth that had gold stitching. It was soft and plush, and gave it an old, used look. Resting in the top of the trunk when you opened it was a custom built, removable tray that fit down inside. It was kind of like what you'd find inside a jewelry box. Well, a really large jewelry box. It had a dozen or so partitioned compartments that were designed for storage of smaller items. And when you lifted out the tray, there was the bigger storage area underneath.

One of the features I liked the most wasn't actually a part of the trunk itself. It was the original antique brass lock and key. It was big, and heavy, and it gave the trunk its authenticity. It made it look more like a treasure chest, rather than just a trunk. And Ann was thinking the same way...but her idea of treasure was a little different than most.

I smiled and put my arm around Ann. "Actually, I love it...it just seems a little big for what you have in mind."

"I know, Neil. But like I said, I'm thinking ahead. I know we don't have enough bedroom toys to fill it now. But we're going to be married a long, long time. I like the idea of finding more down the line to fill our toy chest."

I laughed at Ann's reference, calling the new trunk our 'toy chest'. But I also got excited, thinking about using it just that way. "Well, it will certainly keep our toys hidden from the kids."

"See! Now you're thinking ahead too! Besides, I also think it will be cool to be able to say that the first possession we ever bought together was the toy chest for our bedroom! That just seems so right to me."

"Ha...yeah. That seems pretty perfect to me too, babe," I said as I kissed her forehead.

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As I drove down Interstate 70 in Eastern Ohio, I thought about how Ann had decided to, in her words, 'christen' our new piece of furniture. She grabbed an old beach towel off a shelf in her Father's garage, and placed it on top of the trunk. Then she straddled it, sitting on the big hump, with her feet on either side of it. Motioning me over with her finger, she had me stand in front of her, and I knew what she wanted. But that didn't stop her from telling me anyway.

"I'm going to suck those big balls dry now baby...right here in the garage. Will you be comfortable standing there, or do we need to do this someplace else?"

It was nice of Ann to ask, but she wasn't waiting for an answer. As she finished asking, my cock was already out of my jeans, her fingers having extricated it from inside the tight denim with ease. When she finished placing the question mark on the end of her sentence, she slipped the head past her lips, smiling as she felt me harden to my full girth and length inside her mouth. I suppose, in a way, that was her answer. I had no intention of telling her we needed to move somewhere else...I was thrilled to be right where I was.

And right where I was...was in the open garage. Sure, I'd backed her Dad's truck up to the opening, and it was big enough to block us from view. But there was still something about Ann giving me a blowjob right there in the middle of the day. I kept an ear out for the familiar sound of my car, which I'd traded with Marlin so he could go golfing. Even though it wasn't that nice of a day, he had a foursome set up, and he headed out right about when we did for the auction. So, in reality, we probably had a couple of hours to ourselves...but I had no idea of knowing that for sure. He could always decide to just play nine, and call it a day a lot earlier.

Ann didn't seem to care. She wasn't interested in giving me a quick sexual release. She was licking my shaft and balls, making the experience last, and last. And it did. Ann sucked me for close to a half-hour, before I emptied my balls onto her tongue and down her throat. I came holding her head as she giggled, tasting my load. And then she stood up and kissed me, making me taste a little of it before she broke off the kiss and hugged me hard, thanking me for letting her not only buy the trunk, but letting her break it in properly.

"Thank YOU," I said breathlessly as my still hard cock pressed against her shirt.

"You're welcome, lover. But just so you know, the first chance we get when we get our stuff to our new house, you're bending me over this and fucking me on it, okay?"

"Ah...yeah. Of course, you may have to remind me a couple of times. I might forget something like that," I said with a laugh as I rolled my eyes a little.

"Hmm...well, would it help you remember if I told you I want you to tie me up when you do it?"

"WHAT...really? I thought we weren't going to be doing that very often?"

"We aren't."

"But..."

"Neil, by the time we get to do it, it will be a couple of months from now, after we've gotten married, and we've moved all of our stuff to West Virginia to live. That gives us both all that time to work up to it...and to look forward to it."

"Sounds like you're looking forward to it now," I smiled.

"Mmm...not really. Not right now, at least. But I do like the idea of having to commit to it. That kind of turns me on, knowing that I'll get to be your love slave again someday in the future."

"Someday? What does 'the first chance we get' mean? That could really mean anytime after we get there...because we're both going to be busy. And something like that's going to take time. Maybe I should just fuck you over it, and..."

"You know...you're right," Ann said as she thought about it for a second.

"See...let's just fuck...and then we can..."

"No...that's not what I meant. I want to be committed to it...I want to have a specific day in mind. That not only gives us something to look forward to...it makes it...hotter."

"A day...what day?"

"Sunday. We've already committed to Sunday's, baby. Why do you think I wanted to suck you off so bad just now? I told you all along, we're going to make Sunday our day, no matter what. Like right now, I'm on my period, but I want to make you happy, okay?"

That wasn't something I was going to argue, so I nodded and said, "Okay."

"Good...and we're not done today. You're cumming again before the day is over. Now...about what we were talking about a second ago...the first full Sunday we have after our stuff arrives, I'm going to be your love slave. Are you okay with that?"

"Well, sure, I guess I can get in the mood by then. But what if you're on your period again?" I asked, since it was fresh on my mind from what she'd just said.

"We can make it the next week, and I'll just keep you satisfied in other ways. But who knows...maybe by then I'll have warmed up to the idea of you fucking my ass when I'm on my period. I'm not comfortable with that right now...but I could always change my mind, I suppose."

"The next week would be fine, Ann. Or maybe I just make you do it both weekends, and I make you do different things the first one," I said with an evil laugh.

Ann let out a little shiver at first...and then she smiled. Grabbing my flaccid cock, she shook it up and down like it was my hand, and she said, "Deal!"

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That was the first of a week full of blowjobs, and handjobs that Ann gave me to 'relieve' my stress, including again that night, when she gave me another, quicker blowjob in my car when I drove us to get some dessert after dinner with her folks. And while there was a lot of stress at work, trying to button things up for Kevin, and in an indirect way, for my Dad too, Ann seemed more interested in relieving my balls of their sperm as often as she could.

The stress at work was tolerable, but it was there nonetheless. I'd spent a great deal of time on Monday and Tuesday, working with my newest customer, setting things up so that everything would go smoothly. With the agreements made, and the contract signed, I still had to set up a customer file, and establish the customer requirements for the people in production. And, I had to confirm the first few orders, while making sure all of the rebate procedures were in place for the billing department, to make sure there wouldn't be any snafus once orders started rolling in, which would be the week after I was gone.

But the main thing I had to do was sell them on Kevin. That might have been hard, but what eased the concerns of the customer was when I told them my Dad was overseeing the transition within the department, and that he would know my number, and how to get in touch with me if anything came up. It was a quick, subtle point...one I actually mentioned in passing, but it caught the attention of Dennis, my contact, when I told him Monday afternoon.

"You're...going to help out your old company? That's a little odd, don't you think?" Dennis asked.

"Not really. I wouldn't have it any other way. He's still my Dad, Dennis. I'd have a hard time looking him in the eye during Holiday's if I screwed him over by not answering any questions he might have. Besides, I'm leaving on good terms, and I intend to keep it that way. Not burning any bridges, if you know what I mean," I laughed.

"Wow...well, then I guess I shouldn't worry," he said confidently.

"Nope...Kevin's going to do a great job for you, Dennis. In a week, you won't even know I was here."

"Yes...I will. I was really looking forward to working with you, Neil...but I'm happy for you and Ann. Thanks for everything."

"You too, Dennis. You're sending me out on a good note."

And he was...the department was in capable hands, and the stage was set for it to really flourish. But that didn't mean there wasn't work yet to be done the rest of the week. And it also didn't mean there wasn't some stress involved, but not as much as Ann was making it out to be. Still, when I went over to her parent's house that Monday night, she insisted that I must have been tense from all the hard work I'd done.

We'd had a nice, leisurely dinner with her parents, and afterward, Marlin announced that he was going to out to work in his garden. Jean said she was going to clean up in the kitchen, and then she said she was going over to Karen's house around the corner meet her for their nightly walk. Ann got up from the table and held out her hand, saying she wanted to go downstairs and watch a movie...and she wondered if I wanted to join her.

Five minutes later, we were in her parents' basement, curled up together on their old couch under a blanket, watching some action flick that didn't really interest either one of us. But it was on, and we were together in the dark watching it. What did interest me was that Ann's hand had slipped inside the front of my shorts, and she'd pulled out my cock. And what interested her was how long she could stroke my cock without letting me cum. She whispered in my ear that she was going to try and make me last during the whole movie...and she did.

By the time the end credits started rolling on the screen ninety minutes later, my cock was so hard I could have pounded a nail with it. Ann was giggling as she took the blanket off of us, and got down on her knees in front of me on the couch.

"W...what about your parents?" I asked, suddenly acting like a nervous teenager.

"I asked them to leave us alone for a couple of hours...so relax," Ann said as she winked at me.

"But..."

"Ssshhh," she said as she gripped the base of my cock. "It's okay...they actually were cool with it. Of course, they think we're just kissing."

"Ann!" I said, now more nervous than ever.

"Relax, Neil. We are kissing. Well...I am," she said as she planted her lips on the head of my cock, making it twitch even more...along with a heavy flow of pre-cum that was seeping out. "Besides, you're going to be cumming in seconds," she giggled.

Ann ran her tongue up the underside of my cock a couple of times, and then she just started licking the head that way. She was pressing her tongue hard, licking very slowly from just below the head, to the very tip. Her left hand gripped my shaft, while her right cupped my balls. And in less than a minute, my hips bucked up slightly. Ann smiled and latched her mouth over my head, holding it still as I pumped my load past her amazing, full lips.

"Mmm...that was good. I can't wait until tomorrow," Ann said as she finished sucking me dry and tucking my cock back inside my shorts.

"What's tomorrow?" I asked, my body still shaking from what she'd just done to me.

"I get to make you cum again," she smiled. "I've already been thinking about how I can do that for you...tomorrow, and the rest of the week."

Ann did just that. After work Tuesday, she gave me another blowjob; this time outdoors. We'd driven to the park, and gone for a long walk...and Ann pulled me into a hidden area we'd found behind a storage building. It was quick and energetic on Ann's part, the complete opposite of what she'd done the day before. She tried to see how fast she could get me off.

Wednesday, Ann got me off quickly again, jacking me off vigorously into her glass of tea as she pulled me into the spare bedroom of my parents house while they were outside on the back patio after our dinner. Five minutes later, she was sipping that same glass of tea on the patio as she talked with my Mom about wedding plans, smiling at me sexily as I tried to act like that was perfectly normal.

On Thursday, Ann decided that I was doubly stressed, because she not only sucked me dry when I met her for lunch at her parent's place, she also blew me in the car on the way home from a trip to the mall in Fort Wayne that evening. And while all of those were fantastic, what had me hard while I was daydreaming as I was drove through Zanesville, Ohio, was what Ann had done on Friday.

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Friday was my last day of work at Beck Manufacturing, and it was a bittersweet day for me. On the one hand, I was extremely proud of my accomplishments at Beck, and how I was leaving my department in particular. I'd worked my ass off for seven years, working my way up through the company, and I hoped, leaving my mark in a positive way. And that work paid off in an opportunity with my new employer, which I was really excited about in a lot of ways.

But as I drove to work that day for the very last time, it started sinking in that I was leaving...forever. And that actually made me feel a little sad. I'd be leaving a job I liked, and some dear friends and co-workers that I truly loved. Sure, there were a lot of people that had looked at me with a little jealousy, thinking I'd gotten things handed to me because of my Father and his title. But the last two weeks, a lot of them came to see the truth, and I'd gotten many warm responses and encouraging words, and even a handful of apologies.

It was obvious when I pulled into the parking lot that it was going to be a really hard day for me emotionally. Those feelings were confirmed as soon as I walked through the employee entrance next to my office, and I saw the department decorated with balloons and streamers, and a large banner wishing me good luck. My employees were lined up, waiting for me to arrive, and as soon as I came into view, they began clapping.

As I walked down the line, greeting each member of my team, including Kevin and Tommy...and my Dad, I received the first of what would become a day full of hugs and handshakes. In truth, I did get some work done...a couple of hour's worth in fact. But the rest of the day was going to be kind of a goodbye tour, encouraged by my Dad. He told me I should take the afternoon and go from department to department, and say my goodbyes if I felt I needed to.

I didn't get to go out for lunch with Ann, because my employees threw a little party during the lunch time, actually going so far at to have a little pot luck dinner in my honor. So I had to call Ann to let her know that I wasn't going to be able to make it. She sounded disappointed at first, until I told her why. Then, her mood suddenly changed, which didn't surprise me.

"How are you holding up?" she said, sounding concerned.

"Okay, I guess. Why?"

"Because I remember how hard it was for me, baby. I'm sure it hasn't been an easy day."

"No...it hasn't. And I still have half of it to go. Anyway, I'm sorry I won't be meeting you for lunch, babe. Thanks for understanding."

"You're welcome. Try to have fun, okay?"

"Well, I'm not sure about fun...I think I'd have a lot more fun with you, after what you did yesterday," I laughed.

"I'll make it up to you tonight somehow...maybe in your room while you pack your stuff. And, it just means you'll have a bigger load for me later. I just wish I was off this damn period...it's taking forever."

"I know, Ann. It seems like forever to me too. Hell, just getting through this day seems like forever. Dad wants me to go around and say goodbye to everybody this afternoon. I know that's going to be hard," I said quietly.

"Aw...well, I'll be thinking about you, baby."

"Thanks. See you this afternoon," I said, knowing that if nothing else, I'd be getting out of work when I used to, rather than the 6 to 7 o'clock I'd been doing for the last couple of weeks.

"Hmm...looking forward to it, lover. Bye," Ann said sexily, making me smile when I hung up the phone.

Just the way Ann said that put me in a better mood, and when I joined the rest of my department for the little get together in my honor, I found myself having a really good time. We were recounting stories, smiling and laughing together as we ate. I still had a little sadness in my heart, but the joy of what we shared was the overwhelming theme of the hour. And it was an hour. Kevin and Tommy talked to my Dad, and made an executive decision extend the traditional lunchtime by a half-hour, choosing to skip the afternoon break. Dad supported their decision, which seemed to go over very well with the crew.

With the hour over, and the crew back to work, Kevin, Tommy and I were cleaning up the plates and food when I heard my name being paged over the intercom. Tommy made some comment about that probably being the last time the plant would hear that, and it kind of choked me up for a second. But then Kevin lightened the mood by saying he was going to have Nancy page me every once in a while after I was gone, just for old times sake. That had me laughing as I walked into the office to answer the page.

"Hey Nancy...it's Neil," I said as she answered my call to the front desk.

"Hi Neil," Nancy said, her voice cracking a little.

"You okay?"

"Yeah...yeah. Just thinking that may be the last time I get to do that," she said, a little sniff following her sentence.

"Tommy was just saying the same thing. Kevin said he's going to make you do it after I leave though...so don't be upset."

"Ha...okay. I may hold him to that."

"So...what's up?" I asked, trying to stay upbeat.

"You have a gift up front."

"I do? Okay...well...I'll be up in a little bit to get it, okay?"

"Uh...you need to come up and sign for it."

"Can't you to that?" I laughed.