Chapter Five is still pending, for some reason, Lit is taking its time making the changes that I have made. This is the final chapter in the story. For those that followed this story from the beginning and still want to find out what happened in Chapter Five, please see my profile. Thank you!
Chapter Eight: Settling Down
So, I was wrong," Jaquelyn shrugged. "There is always one that out of the bunch."
We all laughed as we sat on the beach. It had been a long drive out here, but it was nice to see the ocean. Francis had picked a wonderful place, it was small and quiet, but the view was beautiful.
As usual, the guys were off doing their own thing while the rest of us women took in the sun and the view.
"Did he pound you into submission?" Cassandra asked. She and Timothy had met us at the resort this morning.
"No," I said, very disappointed, I had moved my ass all over the bed and onto Andre's crotch, trying to get him to take me, but he was too damned polite. Even this morning, I tried to make attempts, but I got an ass grab, and then he was in the shower.
"Maybe he is being polite, you did tell him you wanted to go slow," Sabrina pointed out.
"Not at a snail's pace," I shook my head.
The rest of them laughed. "Gary took the hint," Sabrina smiled.
"I heard," Jaquelyn shook her head. "The walls of that hotel are paper thin!"
"No, you didn't," Sabrina replied in shock.
"Oh yeah," Jaquelyn nodded. "Surprised a man that skinny can make a big woman like you scream that loud."
"Oh, he works wonders with that tongue of his," Sabrina smiled.
"Come on," Cassandra said, shaking her head. "Too much information!"
"Oh, like you didn't tell us all about Timothy and his stamina," Francis shook her head. "Timothy can go for hours, he hardly ever needs a break," Francis said, mocking Cassandra.
"Well, he doesn't," Cassandra smiled. "He's like the energizer bunny, keeps going and going."
"What about Drake?" I asked Francis.
Francis shook her head. "I am sure he thinks about other women, mainly you," she said, looking at Sabrina.
"I told him last night, to stop, I was pretty adamant, and so was Gary," Sabrina said.
Drake had been hitting on Sabrina again this morning. As soon as we got here, he had tried to lay on the charm. It wasn't like Sabrina was better looking than the rest of us. I was sure it was because she was the youngest.
Nathan was a few moments away from kicking his ass. When Jaquelyn had to restrain him, Drake took the hint and returned to their room.
Andre shook his head and didn't want to talk about it. He felt sorry for Francis.
Later Drake apologized and said it wouldn't happen again and that he was overly friendly. But I knew he was just upset that he had been caught and that Sabrina wasn't falling for it.
The day progressed well, and later that night, we all went to a local restaurant. The food was exquisite, and even Jaquelyn and I laughed at the looks some of the locals gave us. Of course, Jaquelyn, who was always one to stoke a fire, told two locals to take a picture because it would last longer.
The older man shouted back that were traitorous bitches, and we should be sorry for what we were doing. Of course, Andre and Nathan wanted to stand up for us, but we had it covered. By the end of the conversation, the older man and his wife were leaving the restaurant while Jaquelyn and I laughed.
After finding him flirting with one of the younger waitresses on the pier outside the restaurant, Francis sent Drake home. Drake wasn't too happy about being shown the door.
"Sorry about Drake," Andre said as just the two of us walked the shoreline.
"What's to be sorry about?" I asked.
"I know you guys wanted this to be a good weekend," Andre said.
"It's an excellent weekend, Drake did nothing to ruin it," I shook my head. "There are good guys and bad guys, good women and bad women," I shrugged.
I told him about my dad and how he raised four children on his own after my mother decided she didn't want to be a mother anymore. One day she went out for groceries and never returned. My father had been the cornerstone of my life.
Andre hardly knew his parents, but he said his uncle raised him the best that he could.
We walked back and forth along the shoreline, kicking our feet in the water and enjoying each other's company.
Finally, at midnight we decided to go back to the room. This time I was going to make sure that Andre knew I wanted something to happen.
Earlier this afternoon, most of us went into the small town and went shopping. I picked out something sure to turn Andre's head.
I had never bought anything so revealing and risqué in my life, and even as I looked in the mirror, I didn't know how he would react. I wasn't like Jaquelyn, Francis or Cassandra; I didn't have the type of body that something like this would look sexy on. I had a big stomach, thick thighs and an enormous ass with huge tits.
Lingerie never was meant for big girls, but I wanted to make sure that Andre knew that I wanted more, and I was hoping this did the trick.
"Well, here we go," I said as I opened the bathroom door that led to the bedroom.
Andre was watching something on television and didn't turn his head right away. I slightly coughed, and Andre turned to look at me.
Immediately he stopped and stared, and his eyes went wide.
"It looks horrible, doesn't it?" I asked. Unsure if it did the trick or not.
The television turned off, and Andre reached forward and grabbed my hand and pulled me to the bed.
"Okay, so it did work," I smiled as Andre's hands were all over me.
I barely had time to react before I was naked on the bed next to him. Andre had magical hands that turned my engine from idle to full
throttle, if that wasn't the end, he started kissing my way down my body.
I didn't want to think about it but or him, but Henry's feeble attempt came shooting into my head, but it went flying back out as Andre's tongue worked itself into me. Andre lifted my vast legs and dived face first between them.
I had never felt anything like what came next. It felt like nothing I had been through. I grabbed the top of Andre's head and pulled it towards me as he continued to use his tongue, face and fingers to get me off.
The moment I thought he would stop was when he would push further.
It felt like I was about to explode internally.
"Yes!" I screamed, digging my nails into the back of his head.
I had watched videos of women that came like this but never thought it would happen to me. My body reacted to Andre's actions. The first one came fast, then another right on its heels. Before I knew it, I was cumming hard, over and over.
I felt terrible for Andre as I squirted on his face and over the bed, but he acted like I had done nothing and was still going.
I had to beg him to stop so I could feel my lower extremities.
"Did I do something wrong?" Andre asked in the most innocent voice.
I kissed him hard, wet face and all. I couldn't care less. He had done something that I never thought was possible for me, at least.
"Okay," I said as I started to lower myself.
Andre's cock was massive, not just long, but very thick. There was no way this thing would fit into my mouth. Even trying as best as I could, its head barely got into my mouth, with both hands wrapped around it.
I had an idea, and I quickly got into position. Leaning slightly forward and placing Andre's legs on either side of my torso, I managed to get his dick at chest level.
"Wow!" Andre said as I wrapped my big tits around his cock.
'Got ya!' I thought as I saw the familiar sight of a man in heaven.
I bounced my big tits up and down his cock, making sure to lick its head as it popped out from between them. I loved looking at Andre as he tried to stop himself from cumming. The more he tried, the harder I bounced my tits.
I watched as his black cock disappeared and reappeared between them and knew he wouldn't last much longer.
Just as I thought, a few more minutes went by, and Andre thrust his hips upwards and came between my tits. It looked like a geyser shooting warm white liquid onto the top of my tits.
We went to bed in each other's arms, and I smiled as he wrapped his arms around me and squeezed my tits. 'Finally!' I thought as I fell asleep.
The Vegas trip was a total bust. The flights were delayed both going there and coming back. And as much as I wanted to get laid, it didn't happen. I ate something that didn't agree with me, and I was laid out in bed for the whole night.
I tried to get Andre to go with the others, but instead, he chose to stay with me and watch re-runs of television shows. Since it was his first time in Vegas, I felt sorry for him, but he said he had fun playing nurse.
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Things didn't get better when we returned. Andre's uncle turned for the worse and had to be put into hospice. A few days later, he passed away. Andre was heartbroken, but he kept a strong face and powered through most of it.
I met some of the family, and they were happy to see that Andre had finally met someone that showed an interest in not just him but everything about him.
I helped Andre pack the tiny house. Alexander, Derek and I promised him we would fix it up without changing too much and make sure it went to good people.
Another thing happened that surprised me. I was on the way home from selling another house when I got a call from Benjamin. It was out of the blue and very unexpected.
We talked for hours about the changes in our lives. Benjamin no longer practiced law. Instead, he was an intown truck driver hauling goods for a large warehouse chain in California.
I was shocked when he said he lived in California now. He also had no interest in politics, either running or paying attention to what was going on. Which blew my mind as he was always glued to the television and conservative radio.
Then he broke it down to me that he had remarried.
Benjamin sent me a picture of his new wife. She looked good, much thinner than me, and had long brown hair. They looked good together.
That's when I told him about me, first about Henry, which he had a good laugh about, and joked about me dating a cop. Then I told him about Andre.
At first, there was silence, and I expected the talk about dating outside my ethnicity, but I heard crying instead. Then Benjamin started apologizing for everything he had said and done while we were together and how his new wife had opened his eyes to everything around him.
They had gone backpacking across the country, and he got to see different walks of life and how people lived, and it made him feel small and his ideas insignificant to the grand scheme of everything going on around us.
I had to smile and called him a hippie. He laughed and said he would never have seen things like that, but he was happier now and wanted me to tell the children to reach out to him when they felt like it.
I knew just talking to him, Debra would be interested. As for the rest, it would take time. Especially my guard dog Sheila, she would be the last to contact him.
Andre took some time for himself and closed the shop for a while. He went back to the islands to be with some of his other family, but we stayed in touch, and he promised he would return soon. I understood that he wanted to take his uncle's remains back home.
The holidays came up fast and furious, and we all decided to rent a cabin in the mountains, away from everything. Andre laughed at me when he returned, and I told him we would go skiing and camping.
