Lustly(41)
Author: Jennifer Foor

I slid down in the bed and took him into my mouth. “Describe it to me while I make you cum.”

Eli closed his eyes and only spoke for a couple seconds. His attention was on one thing, and I was going to make damn sure it was something he’d never forget.

Chapter 10

6 months later

“Mom, dad’s here. I just heard the horn honk.” Violet announced as she and her sister grabbed their bags for the weekend.

At the same time Eli came walking through the front door with Samson and Delilah on leashes. Why he thought it was a good idea to introduce them was beyond me. All they did was sniff each other’s butts. “Your dad’s here.”

“We heard him,” Opal replied.

“Have a good weekend,” he said as she passed him.

“Don’t forget that Sunday night you promised to take us out to that wing place,” she added.

“I haven’t forgotten.”

Introducing Eli to the kids went easier than I expected it to. I waited until we were settled into the new house, though I think they all suspected that there was someone in my life. It never took me an hour to walk the dog before, and I certainly didn’t need to run out for milk every single night.

Besides, once I was out of the house, Kate put hers up for sale. Apparently she had to quit her job, according to Charlie, which really meant she stopped whoring herself out. She moved in with him a week after I got my things from the house.

Even though the kids knew they were a couple, it still wasn’t easy on them. My son, bless his heart, asked me when I was going to start dating again. I couldn’t lie to him about it, and told him all about my special friend who had helped me through the hardest time of my life. I didn’t need to give him details, because he was content with knowing that when they visited their dad I wasn’t sitting home alone. In fact, I had a very handsome boyfriend who went out of his way to love me.

We watched the girls leave the house, and knew my son wouldn’t be home from his weekend getaway with his girlfriend until Sunday night. Eli waved to Charlie, even though they refused to speak to one another. I think in some ways he liked rubbing it in that I was his.

“We have the house to ourselves.”

Eli walked over and put his arms around my waist. “Are you hungry?”

“A little. I need to do a weekend post before I do anything else. You know I can’t focus when they’re all hanging around. I’ve got a ton of emails to sort through to pick which ones I’m going to feature in Sunday’s ad.”

Eli, being the smart guy that he was, came up with an idea for me to make money the legal way. His friend from college was the editor of a major newspaper publication, who also was in the middle of going almost totally digital. In doing so he was looking for new ideas to add to the website to draw in new readers. Eli came up with this idea, running it by me before he even pitched it to his friend. After they’d met he took me out to dinner to give me the news. His friend wanted me to be a part of a new addition that would feature advice from real people. He’d gathered a bunch of us, some victims of crimes, while others like me suffered betrayal and other scenarios. Together we formed a group called, Helping You Help Yourself. The coolest part was that we got to pick names to use and of course Eli chose mine to be Lustly, for two reasons. The first was that my advice was about relationships and sex, and the second was that neither of us wanted to forget what we went through to get to where we were.

Eli helped me each weekend select the question that I’d answer and together we’d come up with helpful solutions to even the worst of situations. We were amazed at how many people wrote in each week, and even more how our advice was helping people with their problems, especially the ones struggling with infidelity. Eli’s years of experience, and my firsthand knowledge gave us an advantage, which wasn’t always spot on, but most definitely gave someone hope.

The pay sucked for the most part, but it at least paid for groceries. My filing job at the attorneys’ office became something more when one of the front girls decided to move out of state. They didn’t even post an ad in the paper to look for someone. Eli came home and announced that I was part of the team, though knowing him he paid her to find another job, so he could take care of me without another argument.

Ironically, after only being separated for six months, Charlie was already paying me without a court order. Eli said it was because he knew the judge would have him paying double what we’d already agreed upon, based on his salary. Not that it mattered. After being with Eli for only six months he’d already hinted to me that we only needed one house. The kids loved him, and they knew we slept over at each other’s houses anyway. Since his house was the bigger of the two, we’d discussed me and the kids moving in with him.

I still hadn’t told Charlie, not that I cared about his opinion. We barely spoke to each other, and sometimes I even wondered how I loved him for so long. We hadn’t been on the same page for years. Sure, there was a time when I would have taken him for everything he was worth, but Eli changed that. I couldn’t be bitter when I was happier than I could ever remember being. Charlie’s affair had led me to Eli, and looking back I knew I wouldn’t change it even if I could.

While Eli cooked us a fancy dinner, I finished up everything on the computer, finally closing out with what I said almost every weekend when the kids weren’t home.

So if you ever need advice on marriage, divorce, or even sex, write to Lustly. I’ll get back to you as soon as I’m done spending the weekend with my amazing boyfriend, Eli, and our dogs, Samson and Delilah. Thanks for reading xoxo.

I felt his arms coming around the front of my shoulders. “You almost done?”

“Just finished. I’m all yours.”

I spun around and met his lips for a kiss. “Dinner’s ready.”

“Let’s take a bath after we eat. We’ll bring the wine and light some candles.”

“I was thinking you could wear the hot pants again.”

I smacked him lightly on the chest. “I’m going to burn the hot pants. Better yet, I’m going to have them framed with Lustly written across the ass. You can hang them over your bed and remember the time when you were my only client.” I drug my lips over his and felt him start to smile.

“How about you wear them one more time. I need to memorize how that ass of yours fills them up.”

I grabbed the collar to his shirt and pulled him into a kiss that was probably going to land us in bed. “Speaking of my ass.”