Right at that moment Jackson shot a huge thick load of cum into Deacon before collapsing on the couch.
Deacon leaned back against his naked chest and tried to return his breathing to normal.
"Where does she think you are?? Deacon inquired.
"At work."
"Do you know when you'll be able to get the papers signed?"
"Soon hopefully. She trusts me enough not to ask for the details, and she's so positive divorce won't happen she's not even interested in reading the damn thing." Jackson finished with a laugh.
Deacon laughed as well.
"Think about it baby," Jackson sat up before continuing, "Once we split the final amount with Baker and then I get at least $5 million in the divorce we will have almost 7 and a half million dollars!"
A giggle of excitement escaped Deacon.
Jackson continued, "If we invest half of that, we are set for life! You and me on a beach in Spain!"
Deacon clapped and squealed at their plan. It was all coming together.
Deacon turned around to get on all fours, the thought of their future excited him all over again.
He leaned down to take Jackson's cock in his mouth a begin to loudly slurp at his dick.
"Mmmmmmmmm." He moaned with a mouth full of cock as his lover leaned back to enjoy his blowjob.
Inwardly smiling and satisfied, all Deacon could think was,
soon...
Awkward.
That was all Christina could think as her family stared at her from across the dinner table.
Her dad's eyes were closed and he appeared to be praying but she knew was just collecting his thoughts.
Her mother's eyes looked like they were going to pop out of her head.
Her older sister Arlene gave her the coldest stare she could muster.
And her younger brother Andrew looked as if he wanted to burst out laughing.
"Christina," her father said in a surprisingly calm voice. "Why?"
"I don't love him daddy."
"What the hell does that have to do with it?" Arlene said abruptly. Arlene had always been superficial and vain. The girl had always been about partying in college and the second she found a man to slip a ring on her finger she dropped her studies and became a full time trophy wife. Arlene's daughter, Olivia, was well on her way to being just like her mother, a spoiled brat.
"Whatever!" Andrew butted in, "I always new the dude was a dunce! I'm glad you're kicking him to the curb!"
Christina gave her little brother a small smile and a wink at his standing up for her. She'd never say it out loud but he was the favorite sibling. Christina and Andrew had always just gotten along better and Arlene was entirely too into herself to pay either of them any attention.
Richard Earnest looked across the table at his family. He loved them all, more than life itself. But there were certain truths he had to accept. For instance, when he looked at Christina and Andrew he saw bits of himself. He saw Christina's loving and kind nature and her need to make sure that everyone in the room was happy. In Andrew he saw spunk, the kid didn't let anything get him down and he refused to settle for anything less than what he deserved but he also lived his life in a way that was considerate to those around him. And then there was Arlene, his oldest girl. When he looked at her he saw a younger version of his wife. Gorgeous to a fault, clever, and devious. He remembered her as a child and working so much that he barely got to see her grow up. He figured it was during that time that Marion made her vain mark on their daughter. He'd swore he wouldn't make that mistake again and clearly it had paid off. Hey 2 out of 3 ain't bad, he thought glumly.
Richard knew how important love was. At one time he had felt its pure bliss. When he'd first set eyes on Marion he was floored, he dark brown skin was flawless, he almond eyes were breathtaking, and she could hold herself up against any woman or man that tried any bullshit with her. He also noticed that she held a lot of the attention of the boys on their high school's sports teams and Richard had never even held a basketball. He was a mathlete for Christ's sake. How could he compare?
But Marion wasn't stupid by a long shot. The athlete's were fun to toy with and string along for a while but these were small town dream boys who'd all probably end up coaching their kid's little league teams. Marion knew where the money was and she had already been eyeing Richard Earnest whom everyone knew was crushing on her. The rest of the school was floored when the two had begun dating, including Richard. But nonetheless, she'd married him and her work had paid off. She was living in the lap of luxury, that was until her incredible mistake that caused her to get kicked out of their $5-million-dollar home.
That hadn't been the first time Marion cheated on Richard but it was the last. Marion had never seen Richard so assertive and cold as he was during the months she tried to get him to take her back and forgive her. She hadn't expected it to be so difficult. For the first time Marion wasn't scared about losing her money, house, or clothes. She was scared about losing Richard and the life they had made together. She had no idea when it happened but somewhere in the last 29 years of marriage Marion had fallen in love without even noticing or even knowing how to care for that love. She had continued to take advantage of her naïve husband and when she had finally been forced to face who she was; she didn't like what she saw. She had lost the trust of the people she cared for the most and broken their family. She'd spend the rest of her life paying for her selfishness.
This was why Marion couldn't be angry. In fact, she found herself feeling pride. Somehow she had raised a daughter that was managing to avoid the very mistake that she had made so long ago; marrying for the wrong reasons.
Marion finally spoke, "Well then the wedding is off."
The room grew dead quiet.
Christina looked at her mother in shock. This was the woman that had thrown so many lavish parties for this event and now she was willing to let her daughter walk away from it without so much as a tantrum.
"You're okay with this?" Christina asked while peering at her mother with a stunned expression.
"Christina," Marion began, "The worst thing you can do in this world is not be who you are meant to be. You only hurt yourself and drag down others into your mess. Love is a complicated and messy thing and if you do it with the wrong person many people will end up sorry. If you know this marriage isn't for you then it simply isn't for you."
At this moment Christina saw for the first time in her mother's eyes the true guilt and hurt for what she had done.
At this moment Christina looked at her father and saw in his eyes the love for her mother that meant he had truly married the love of his life and he knew she'd married hers. Even if it took her a while to see it.
At this moment Christina realized, she had forgiven her Mom.
"I don't understand at all Stephen, I thought you were angry about this?" Catherine shrieked across Stephen's apartment..
"I am Cat, I'm furious. But I also know that your father isn't the only one involved in this. He can't be!"
Catherine sighed with frustration. Her father had ruled her life for so wrong with a ruthless hand, she finally had the chance to put him in his place, and Stephen didn't want to take action!
"Cat, I want him to pay as much as anyone but we just have to wait."
"Until what?"
"Until I can figure out how the hell he got the information to set up these withdrawals, until I can find out just who's helping him."
"Ok fine," Catherine knew she'd have to be patient, "Who has access to the company's bank information?"
"Well only a handful of people; myself, Mrs. Macon but she's all of 87 years old, I truly doubt she'd know how to set up a monthly financial transaction between firms, she'd still uses a fucking typewriter to take notes at our meetings for Christ sake."
"Ok, well who else?"
Stephen thought.
Timidly he responded, "Well there's obviously my accountant."
Christina scrunched her face up.
"Ben wouldn't do that."
"Cat, he's my best friend. Do you think I want to accuse him of stealing from me? I have to cover all my bases."
Catherine hated to even think it but she knew he was right. She nodded.
"I'll call him, but I'm only doing this to rule him out."
Stephen nodded. And hoped.
"Hey baby!"
"Hey sweetie." Catherine hated making this call. But she knew they needed to know.
"What's up?"
"Can you come to Stephen's?"
"Ummm," Ben "Ok?"
"We just need to talk to you."
"We? What's this about?"
"We'll talk about it when you get here."
"Ok." Ben said nervously. "I'll be there in 10."
With that they hung up.
Ben hadn't seen Stephen since before Catherine had spilled the beans about their feelings for each other and even though Catherine said Stephen was cool about it, he was still worried he'd hold some grudge against him. The two men had been best friends since elementary school and he didn't want anything ruining that, but he also couldn't help the way he felt about Catherine.
He'd started falling for her shortly after they got engaged. Initially he thought they were just nervous but eventually he could tell the two were pulling away from each other. And as Catherine pulled from Stephen she began to confide in Ben about her parents and her true feelings on the wedding. He felt for her because he knew she was between a rock a hard place. Sympathy turned to empathy and empathy turned to love. Eventually they both admitted to feeling for one another but agreed to never act on them, they both cared for Stephen. He would just have to learn to live with out the love of his life.
