Silver Pt. 05

Marlene finally managed to detach Ed from Misty,and told her two partners that she and I were going to grab a bite for lunch. I said my goodbyes, shaking hands once again with Mr. O'Niel and Mrs. Hartgrove before leaving the office with Marlene. She stopped in her office and grabbed her purse before walking us out to Margie's desk. "Oh Dianne!" Marlene said, "This is my Michael," she said as we approached the front lobby. "Michael, this is Dianne, one of my paralegals."

"Hi Dianne," I said with a smile as I held out my hand. She grasped my hand and pulled me in for a hug. She was built like a brick shithouse; tall, lean, with large breast that pressed hard into me.

"Hey Handsome," she said in a cheerful voice as she continued to hug and rock me in her arms. "Wow, you are everything that Marlene claimed," she stated as she took a step back and ran her long nails along my cheek. My face almost turned purple from embarrassment and the girls laughed.

"Don't worry, Michael," Marlene began, "She won't bite you."

"I just might when we get you out on that dance floor," Dianne purred.

My face couldn't have gotten any more red as I stood in front of the three beautiful women. "Oh my God, look at his poor face," Margie giggled.

"Alright you two," Marlene said, "I'm going to save my baby before you kill him," she laughed. "I'll be back in an hour or hour and a half," she continued as she led me and Misty to the elevator.

"Call us if you need any help," Dianne yelled before the door closed.

Marlene took me in her arms and laid a long, passionate kiss on me as the elevator began it's descent. "Oh my god, I love you, Michael," she said as she plunged her tongue seductively in my mouth. "Mmm, you are so handsome."

I was truly hoping that the elevator would get stuck as our tongues danced together. "Marlene, you are so beautiful; I couldn't wait to see you," I said, cupping her face into my hands. "I wanted to surprise you, but didn't want to disturb your busy day."

"Handsome, you always find a way to surprise me, and you'll never disturb my day," she moaned as she traced her tongue around my lips. she reached down quickly and laughed at the hard on that was raging in my pants as the elevator came to a slow stop. "You are too much," she giggled.

"Marlene, are you kidding me? Between you and the other two up there in the lobby; it was like I was in the Playboy mansion," I gasped. "I thought that Dianne was going to swallow me up right there."

"Dianne is very touchy-feely," Marlene said as we exited the elevator. "I do have to warn you, they are going to tear you up on the dance floor!" she laughed.

We decided to grab chinese food for lunch, so Marlene took my arm and led us to her favorite place. As we entered, the hostess greeted Marlene, telling her that it was so nice to see her. Marlene introduced me to the young girl as she sat us at our table. I tucked Misty under my chair and in seconds, she was fast asleep on her paws. Marlene and I had a wonderful lunch as we talked and laughed about the girls and the way that Misty had Mr. O'Niel on the floor. "Michael, you should have seen his face," she said. "He looked like a little kid!"

"He's a bigt guy," I said with a mouth full of Grandfather chicken.

"Yeah, he is. he played football with my dad in high school and went on to play at Penn during college."

"He went to high school with your dad?" I asked in surprise.

"yes, that's where they first met and became life long friends."

We talked for a bit more before I told her that I had better let her get back to work. "I'm taking you home, Handsome," she blurted out, grabbing the bill as the waitress placed it on the table.

"No you're not, and give me that," I said, surprised at her quickness at swiping up the bill.

"Yes I am, and no, I'm paying," she rebutted with a giggle.

"Marlene, you don't... You can't..." I started to say.

"I can, and I am," she said in her teasing voice, reaching across the table and pinching my cheek.

I knew that I lost this one and she wasn't taking no for an answer. she pulled her card from her purse and gave it to the waitress. "OK, I guess so..." I gasped in frustration.

She leaned across the table, pinched my cheek once again, gave me a kiss, and said, "Paybacks!"

"Real funny, beautiful," I laughed.

We walked to the parking garage after exiting the restaurant and climbed into Marlene's SUV. In fifteen minutes, we were crossing the Ben Franklin bridge into New Jersey and on our way home. We spoke throughout the ride, with Marlene questioning me more and more for the reason that I was in the city that day. I fended off her questions with vague answers and bits of sarcasm. Soon, we were turning onto the main street of our little town and minutes later pulling into my driveway. I retrieved Misty from the back of the SUV and walked up the sidewalk and into the house. Misty ran for the back door after I released her from her leash.

"Looks like someone really has to go," I laughed as I opened the door for poor Misty.

Marlene strolled behind me and grabbed me around my waist. "You made me so happy, Michael. To think that you thought enough of me to come into the city and bring me to lunch means so much. You and Misty were a big hit with everyone," she whispered in my ear from behind. "Everybody loves you, Michael... Everybody is attracted to you; there is just something..." she whispered before I felt her tongue slip into my ear.

I pressed my head against her soft lips and wiggled my ass into her skirt, letting out a low moan. "Handsome?" she seductively moaned.

"Huh?"

"Can you give me a quickie before I have to leave?" she breathed heavily as her hands dropped to my hard, pulsing cock.

"Now?" I asked.

"Uh huh, right now..."

"Here in the dining room?"

"No, I want to bend over the bed again like I did the other night," she seductively moaned. "I'll be waiting for you in the bedroom," she whispered as she tugged at my earlobe with her teeth. "Hopefully, Misty won't be long," she teased as she released me and with deliberate clicks of her heels on the hardwood floors, made her way to the bedroom.

I opened the door and called for Misty. Minutes later, she raced up the steps and ran into the kitchen. I gave her a bone to keep her out of our hair and she ran off to the spare bedroom. I almost ran to my bedroom, pulling my shirt off along the way. I stepped into the room and heard Marlene whimpering as she leaned over the bed. I walked behind her and was greeted with her legs spread and her bare ass gyrating slowly. I placed my hands on the smooth skin of her thighs and ran them up to her pussy. Her fingers were already busy sliding in and out of her dripping hole. I held onto her hand as it glided slowly into her depth. Removing my pants and bending over to pull them from my feet, I felt the beautiful high heels that Marlene was wearing. My cock lurched as my hand ran across the soft leather. I worked my way up her leg with soft kisses and light bites behind her knees. Marlene moaned louder and begged me to fill her. I asked her to slide back a little from the bed so I could run my cock along her pussy. As my cockhead met her fingers that were busy rubbing her clit, she took hold of it and placed it at her opening. "Slide it in, Michael," she moaned as her hand rubbed the head around her opening. I slowly pushed forward and my cock quickly disappeared into Marlene's warm pussy. It slid deeper as her silky walls clamped around it's length. Marlene let out a long moan as I continued to sink deeper into her. "Oh Michael, that feels so good...so good...yes..."

I withdrew my shaft to the head and gave a few short strokes at Marlene's entrance before easing it's full length inside until my pelvis pressed into her spread cheeks. "Oh God yes...yes...oh God," she whimpered as she pressed her ass into me.

I placed my hands on her hips and found that she never removed her skirt. It was flipped up over her back, covering the beautiful silk blouse that she had worn. "Fuck me, Michael," she began to plead. "Please... Tell me that you love me, please tell me..."

"Marlene, I love you more than words can say," I whispered as I reached over her back and caressed her hair. "I love you more and more every day, my beautiful, beautiful, baby."

"Promise me that we'll always be together, promise me that we will always be together...together," she cried.

"Sweetheart, you are my only thought through my days," I whispered again. "I have finally found my true, true love."

"Michael, fuck me slow the way that you did the first night that we met; when you told me about love and feeling each other's presence," she whispered in a dreamy state. "I want to feel every bit of you."

I slowly withdrew my cock and lovingly returned it into it's deepest point. Marlene whimpered and moaned with my every soft thrust. "Can you feel me, Sweetheart?" I whispered.

"Yes, Love, I can feel every single part of you," she trembled. "I can...feel...every...thing..."

I softly caressed Marlene's ass as I continued my slow rhythm in and out of her pussy. "Michael, I'm going to come," she moaned, pushing back into me and holding herself still. I pressed into her and held my cock deep inside of her until I felt her legs begin to shake beneath her. "yes, Michael, I'm coming," she whimpered, holding her ass tight into me. "Yes, yes, I'm coming," she softly moaned. Her body stiffened and she gasped out a long breath before her legs buckled and she fell limp into the bed.

My cock fell from her as she collapsed onto the mattress. "Michael, that was so beautiful, so, so beautiful."

I massaged her legs and ass as she laid silently, gathering herself as her orgasm subsided. "You are so beautiful," I said again in a soft, comforting voice.

I crawled onto the bed and stroked her face, sliding my hand back and running my fingers through her hair. "Are you OK, Gorgeous?"

"Yes, I'm more than OK, she barely said. She kissed my fingers as they grazed across her lips. "You didn't come," she faintly whispered.

"I don't need to come, Sweetheart. Just giving you pleasure and making you happy is enough for me," I told her as she laid still, almost in a trance. "You can, um, pay me back later," I grinned. I felt Marlene's smile grow across her face before she lifted her head from the bed.

"I'm so glad that i stalked you," she said, pressing herself up from the bed and snuggling into me. "I'm glad that you stalked me too," I grinned. "Your clothes are going to be wrinkled," I said as I kissed her pouty lips.

"It'll give the girls something to talk about when I get back to work," she giggled. "I have to get back soon; I have a lot of work to catch up on."

We dragged ourselves from the bed and Marlene straightened out her skirt and blouse. "Hmm, yes, they'll be hounding me all day," she laughed as she pressed down on her skirt.

My cock strained against my stomach as I bent over to retrieve my pants. As I stood up, Marlene took it in her hand and as she stroked it, told me that she would certainly pay me back later that week. I kissed her and thanked her profusely for bringing Misty and me home. She gave me one last passionate kiss before walking out the front door and returning to work.

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The weeks passed by and Marlene "paid me back" time and time again! I did go back into the city the following week to pick up my suit. I opted to leave poor Misty home, using my sister, Rose as my guide dog instead! I couldn't wait to wear it in front of Marlene after trying it on and having some minor alterations done to it. They were right, every man should purchase a personally tailored suit at some point in his life. Rose couldn't believe what a difference it made, but she said that the snakeskin belt had to go. She knew that it just wasn't my style. I wanted so badly to visit Marlene at her office, but she would really question me if I appeared twice in one week. I did run into officer Judy though. Rose and I were walking towards Eighteenth Street, when I heard a whistle and, "Hey there stud" from behind us. Judy laughed as I stopped and turned. "How did you know that I was talking to you, Mike?" she laughed. "Is this your girlfriend?"

"No, this is my younger sister, Rose," I said. "Rose, this is officer Judy."

"Just Judy," the pleasant police woman said, as she held out her hand to greet my sister.

We exchanged pleasantries while walking toward the clothing store, and parted ways as rose and I entered. "Say hi to Robert for me," Judy laughed as she walked away.

"Who is robert?" Rose asked.

"I'll tell you later... It's a long story," I laughed, wondering if whiney Robert still had a job.

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Marlene and I decided to meet my daughter Monica for lunch in the town where she attended Grad School. As Marlene and I waited at an outside cafe, a silver SUV pulled up and parked close to us. A four foot, ten inch tiny bit of a thing jumped from the vehicle. "Hi daddy!" Monica yelled as she slammed the door behind her.

"Oh my God, Michael, she is beautiful," Marlene whispered under her breath. "I can't believe that she drives that thing."

I stood and gave my sweet Monica a big hug, leaning down and kissing her cheek afterwards. "Monica, Sweetheart, this is my Marlene; Marlene, this is my precious daughter, Monica," I said with great pride. Marlene stood, shook Monica's hand, and then gave her a hug. "It is so nice to finally meet you," Marlene said. "Your dad always talks about you."

"Dad..." Monica said in an embarrassed voice.

We sat in the late August sun, ordered our food, and chatted about anything and everything. Monica explained to Marlene that she was working on her Masters Degree in social work, also telling her about the internship that she was about to begin. Marlene was fixed on her every word as Monica told her that she would be doing her internship at an eating disorder facility, and would be working with teens and young adults. She asked Marlene about her job and Marlene told her that she was a lawyer, but not revealing that she was a partner in the firm. She told Monica that the firm mostly handled commercial real estate in the city, whether it dealt with purchases, sales of property, or the legal aspects of a business. She also revealed that she did pro bono work for victims of spousal abuse, which came to a surprise, since she had never mentioned it to me. The two of them discussed the physical and emotional toll that it takes, not only on the victim, but also on their family. I sat back and took it all in, realizing at that moment, how mature my daughter had become and how very much she had learned.

Then of course, the subject changed to shoes. the conversation heightened as the two of them discussed styles, brands, stores, and websites. The waitress came to our table and asked if we needed anything else. "Another table for me," I joked.

"Daddy, Michael," simultaniously came from the girl's mouths.

As I sat there, chastised by the both of them, I asked the waitress for another diet Coke. We sat for another hour as they continued to talk, before Monica suggested that she show us around the quaint downtown district. We lazily walked along, stopping in several stores, making several purchases which of course was either clothes or makeup. As the day drew to a close, it was time for Monica to get ready for work, so we said our goodbyes, gave hugs, kisses, and "I love you's" before getting into Marlene's Mustang and leaving for our hour and a half drive home.

Marlene couldn't get enough of my daughter and spoke of her the whole way home. I was glowing, sitting proud in the passenger seat as Marlene went on about how beautiful, intelligent, and sweet my daughter was. "Michael, she looks just like you," she said.

"Marlene, don't insult her like that," I laughed.

"Actually, she really resembles your sister Rose," she mentioned. "She is so petite, but mighty in stature. She is a lovely young woman."

"Young woman... My baby, a young woman," I whispered.

Marlene looked at my face and took my hand into hers. "Michael, it's OK; it's a fact of life, little girls grow into young women. You did an amazing job," she softly said as she gently rubbed my hand.

"My job as a father will go on until my last day," I said as we soon reached the end of our trip.

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The next two weeks flew by and we found ourselves packing our bags into the SUV and heading to the hotel in Philadelphia for the following day's wedding. We made Marlene's mom's face brighten, when we dropped Misty off at her house for the weekend. "There's my precious baby," Mrs. Cassidy said in elation. "Are you going to stay with your grandmom for the weekend, little girl?"

"Grandmom? Really Mom?" Marlene laughed.

"Yes, she's my grand dog," her mom retorted as she fussed over Misty.

"Mom, call us if you need anything, or if she is too much for you," I said as I filled Misty's water bowl. "She eats around five o'clock for dinner, and whenever you get up in the morning, OK?"

"Yes, Michael, I have it all written down and taped to the refrigerator," she said in a reassuring voice.

"Ready Handsome?" Marlene asked.

We said our goodbyes to Marlene's mom and Misty, jumped into the SUV and off we went. In forty-five minutes, we pulled in front of the beautiful Philadelphia hotel. The bell hop greeted us and unloaded our bags onto a cart, guided us inside and showed us to the reservation desk. After taking our key from the receptionist, the bell hop showed us to our room on the fourteenth floor. He arranged our clothes, hanging my suit and Marlene's dress in the overly spacious closet. He explained all that the hotel had to offer and told us if we needed anything else, to page him and he would be there to help us. I gave him a tip as he excused himself. The wedding wasn't until the following day, so we had a lot of time to relax and visit some of the sights and night life that the city had to offer. The next day would be a busy day for us. Marlene was getting her hair and nails done at noon, and the wedding was at five, followed by the reception at six.

"Michael, this room is beautiful... Come, look at this," she said as she pulled me to the soft luxurious bed. "We'll give it a test drive later," she giggled as she pushed me onto it and slithered on top of me. "Michael, I am so excited! I can't believe that we're lying here together in a beautiful hotel. I never, never dreamed..." she tearfully whispered as she ran her delicate fingers across my face. "All because of you..."

We laid together, talking and laughing about the many situations that led to this moment. I loved to feel Marlene lying on me. She was my security blanket, and I was safe when her body covered me. As our tender kisses magically danced across our faces, ears, necks, and shoulders, time suspended as our two hearts became one, and never would they part. We made love, two bodies entangled in a graceful ballet, which told the beautiful story of two lost souls who were mysteriously brought together. We rolled and twisted in a synchronized dance with our moans and whimpers playing out the orchestral music. An exquisite performance of Tender, soft love; the two bodies speaking while their voices remained silent. Their emotions reaching for unknown depths as the strings of the orchestra progressed to their peak, straining to their breaking point, before the base drums and piano dramatically thundered out the climactic ending to the ballet, holding the last chord before the two dancers melted into each other, and collapsed onto the silent stage.

"Michael, could you feel that?"

"Yes, beautiful, I felt it..."

"What was it?" she cried.

"Two hearts becoming one," I whispered softly in her ear.