Loved at last

Dinner with the family was interesting to say the least; Damien had meant to surprise the family and brought his girlfriend, Veronica, for Friday dinner. They had started to get serious and well let’s just say if after an explosive family dinner she didn’t run for the hills then she could be the one. Rebecca sat on her porch with a margarita wallowing in the events of the night. She wanted to text her best friend, but after several failed IVF the last was successful and they were on baby watch and this was her time to enjoy the calm before motherhood. Rebecca broke down sobbing as quietly as she could so her 2 teens wouldn’t hear her. After her first failed marriage she had vowed to herself she would never remarry, sure her 1st marriage was short. She’d gotten married at only 20 years old, her ex was much older and had groomed her for 2 years. The only reason they’d gotten married was because she was pregnant with Damien, which had propelled Rebecca into adulthood. Her 1st husband h

I spent the first 2 days on the island drinking, smoking the island grown ganja, ugly crying, and when I reach exhaustion sleeping for 10 hrs. Something I hand done in years because I need to keep everything perfect for Sam so he’d love me. I’d called all 3 of my kids this morning, Damien reassured we that everything was fine. Turns out he had contacted Lena this past weekend and Lena had arranged for me to attend a retreat of the coast of Croatia that was geared towards helping executives decompress from the stress of high demand jobs. An executive I was not and I love my job so I don’t find it stressful, but I wasn’t going to complain and knew I was in much need of intense therapy. I was moving past the sadness and grief and was spiraling into anger. I needed to let it out and at the suggestion of the staff I went to a kick boxing lesson with one of the staff coaches. I walked into the gym to find several young men, maybe in their 30’s working with a few other retreat guests.

***Rebecca’s Point of View*** My ears are ringing as I hear the words coming from Sam… “Look Rebecca, this was all your dream. I never wanted to move to the city, I was content in the suburbs close to my family. Sure I told you to go for the job, but I honestly didn’t have any faith you’d land the job. So here we are 17 months later and our lease is up so I’m out. Don’t act all surprised, I don’t come home for you it’s been for the kids. And they’re teens now so they’ll understand. But I can’t stay with a woman I don’t love, am repulsed to touch, and is the cause of my misery.” My chest is heavy, the ringing in my ears is so loud. I start to wake and realize it’s a dream, well really my nightmare. As I wake more I realize the ringing is my villa phone, let it ring. I’m in no mood after my session in the gym… the memories flood in of the gym, of shamelessly ogling Henry and the embarrassment that followed… The way he commanded me was what I had always wanted Sam to do to me… t

Henry’s Point of View The car ride to the ferry was consumed by silence, however it wasn’t awkward, it was… an easy silence. Once on the ferry, Rebecca and I left the car and headed to the lounge. It was there over what I now know is her favorite drink, a margarita, that we start to talk. I let her know I was a divorce coach and doing some work at the resort. I let her know that Lena had hired me to be her personal coach, which was met with mixed facial emotions. She chuckled yet a sadness returned to her eyes; her face is like a picture book, no words needed. After arriving at the port in Split, we had a short drive to my favorite spot Dvor. I had only ever thought of bringing Beth here until now. The conversation flowed easily, but I couldn’t shake the sadness that escaped her earlier. “Henry thank you for bringing me here, this is probably the best dinner I’ve ever had. Do you have anything planned for after?” The nope in her voice that I’d say no. “Unfortunately, I do”

Rebecca’s Point of View From the moment I heard Henry’s voice outside the club I knew I was safe. I clung to him like a child, the fear I faced just moments earlier shook me to the core. At first I was taken back by the ferocity Henry held me with, but I relished the familiar feeling from the day prior of safety to completely break down. I left his arms and lap only a few times, each time making me long for his warmth again. It was comfort and security… he read my body like no one had ever done before… the power and force that he had shown followed by tender attentiveness, it was so foreign to yet I wanted more of it. After we settled into his bungalow, he asked me about the events of the night. I didn’t tell him that I was looking for a 1 night stand, but I had been pretty factual. He let me know he’d been sent a video of me dancing on the pole… I couldn’t help but noticing his massive bulge hat was straining near my ass. I arched my back rubbing his swollen cock up and down my a