Minor Distractions

Mr. Peabody

After I had caught wind of the hit put out on Vanessa, I knew I had to stay with her everywhere we went. I knew it would happen, I just needed to be sure she wasn’t in harm’s way. I was glad that my ‘people’ told me about the contract otherwise there would be no need to be on guard as Vanessa usually does not have anyone threaten her just because of who she is.

Vanessa was irritated that Richard II hadn’t paid out on the settlement and with a contract on her head, she was irritated that she couldn’t speak about it to anyone. With his lawyers still on hold with the settlement I felt she needed to relax and I knew exactly how to take her mind off of everything.

After dinner, Vanessa and I decided to spend some time together in the living room. I opened a bottle of wine as she stood at the fireplace watching the fire. She was in deep thought as I offered her a glass.

“Thank you Brian,” she said while she took the glass and took a sip. “I don’t understand why he just doesn’t settle instead of trying to have me killed.”

“Well, the way I see it, if you were dead, he wouldn’t have to pay the money, the video wouldn’t be released and his reputation would remain intact.”

“That motherfucker gets on my last nerve,” she took another sip. I wanted her to relax and not think about him. The conversation was not going in the direction I wanted as I intended for her to relax so I had to take matters into my own hand.

“Well me ease your tension,” I said, walking up behind her and kissed the back of her neck.

Her body relaxed as she tilted her head allowing me better access. I turned her around to face me and looked lovingly in her eyes. I cupped her face in one hand and kissed the side of her neck again. She moaned softly as she enjoyed my touches. I slipped my hand around her waist and pulled her closer to me.

“Brian, I...,” Vanessa started. I placed my finger across her lips.

“Shhh,” I whispered. I removed my finger and planted a kiss upon her lips. She quickly relaxed and submitted herself fully to me.

I kneeled down before her in front of the fireplace and lifted her nightgown to reveal her lace panties. I slipped them down her legs while she slowly stepped out of them one foot at a time. She held the top of my head for balance as I raised one leg and placed it on my shoulder giving me access to her sweet spot.

I moved in closer and planted a kiss on her mound. She looked down at me as I opened my mouth to enjoy her nectar. As I flicked my tongue between her fleshy folds, she held my head in place as she pressed her vajayjay against my mouth. I sucked her juices as she grinded against my mouth.

“Oooooo.....aaaa.....ooooo,” she moaned softly.

“Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm,” I hummed against her mound as I flicked my tongue quickly back and forth across her clit.

“Ooooo shit Brian,.....that feels so good,” she moaned loudly. She held the back of my head providing pleasure to her snatch.

All of a sudden we heard someone in the hallway. Someone left quickly as we both heard movement outside the living room followed by a shadowy figure seen leaving the area.

“Brian,” Vanessa said, tapping me on the top of my head.

“I heard it too,” I said, raising my head.

“Let’s take this to the bedroom,” she said. I agreed.

Even though we were interrupted, my mission was accomplished - Vanessa stopped talking about Richard II.

Now, all I needed to do was to put her to sleep.

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Poppie

I was so grateful that Ms. McBride has allowed me to stay at her mansion while I recovered. She didn’t have to, but she knew what would have happened had I stayed at a hospital. I had been in contact with Shayla and she was telling me that there were reporters everyday at the building trying to catch me coming or going so they could bombard me with questions about what happened with Richard II.

Staying at the mansion had its perks for sure. I got to meet Samuel, Ms. McBride’s son. He reminded me of someone but I couldn’t put my finger on it. He has been so nice to me ever since I arrived the first time to meet his mother. Samuel would come and talk with me for hours and bring me food while checking on me daily. And he was fine as hell to look at.

I wondered if he had someone special.

When I started feeling better and was able to move around, I decided to take a walk around the mansion, since I had been cooped up in the room for a few weeks. I really needed a change of scenery. The mansion was huge and it seemed as though I was on one side of it. I decided to try and find Samuel’s room to pay him a visit. I must have walked all over the fucking place before I saw a light glowing from what was the living room.

I figured someone would be there as I’m sure they wouldn’t leave a fire burning. I walked slowly towards the living room, and I saw Ms. McBride standing near the fireplace with a glass of wine in her hand. I was just about to approach her as she put the glass on the mantle and began to moan.

I stopped in my tracks, hoping the darkness of the hallway would mask my presence. It was then I realized that she wasn’t alone. Mr. Peabody was kneeling before her as he placed her leg upon his shoulder, burying his face between her legs.

Mr. Peabody and Ms. McBride was getting it on in the living room!

Just watching them made me intrigued; I wanted to continue but I didn’t want to be a perv. The way he was making her moan made me realize that I had never had someone to make love to me. I’ve been fucking around with all of these people but never made love to any of them. As I watched them, I could see the passion between them. He took his time to make sure he pleased her.

I slowly tiptoed away, still keeping my eyes on their foreplay and not paying attention to my surroundings, resulting in me bumping into a planter in the hallway.

“Shit!” I whispered loudly as I caught it just before it hit the floor to reveal my presence. I hurried back toward the direction from which I came hoping no one heard me.

Back in my room, I thought about how Mr. Peabody was pleasing Ms. McBride and how she was really enjoying him. As I laid on my bed, I closed my eyes and tried to mimic what she was feeling as I began to masturbate. I wanted to rub one out as I hadn’t had an orgasm in such a long time since the incident. I kept my eyes closed as I pinched my nipples while I rubbed my clit in circles with my fingers.

“Mmmmm...,” I moaned softly as I began to move my ass while I opened my legs wider for better access to my love cavern. I hadn’t noticed that I had left my door slightly cracked open while I pleased myself in bed.

“Hey Poppie,” Sam said as he entered the room and startled me. “Whoa,”

“Oh my goodness,” I said. “You scared me!” I was so embarrassed.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to. I see you’re...um...I’m sorry, I’ll let you go and ...,” he said, turning around to leave.

“No, wait,” I said. “You don’t have to go,”

“But, um...you were...um,” he said pointing at the bed.

“I know,” I said sitting up. “You caught me,...um....,”

“Yeah. It’s cool though, we all do it,” he said smiling trying not to look at me, glancing back and forth between me and the ceiling. I blushed and giggled nervously.

“Well, I can tell,” I uttered.

“What do you mean?”

“Well, I came looking for you, but I couldn’t find your room,” I said as he closed the door and sat on the bed facing me.

“You came looking for me?”

“Yeah, you always come to check on me, I wanted to return the favor.” Samuel smiled shyly.

“That was nice.” He looked surprised and impressed that I had come looking for him.

“Yeah, if only I had found you. But I got lost and....,” I hesitated in telling him about his mother and Mr. Peabody.

“And?”

“Well, I kinda ran into Mr. Peabody and Ms. McBride...in the living room...,” I stammered.

“Oh,” he said, his eyes widening. “You must have seen them getting busy,”

“So you know?” I was surprised he would know, but then again, they were out in a common area.

“Yeah, they have been at it for a while now. Be careful as they will get busy anywhere and everywhere around the mansion.” Samuel replied smiling.

“Oh wow,” I said. “Well, I kinda watched a bit,” I said, wincing a bit.

“Oh,” he said, raising his eyebrows. “So that was why you were....um...,”

“Yeah. I’m sorry, I know I sound like a perv,” I looked away. I wanted to disappear.

“You don’t actually,”

“Really?” I was shocked he was okay with me spying in on their escapades.

“They love each other, even though they aren’t willing to admit it,”

“I think it’s nice to have someone to make love with.” I responded.

“You don’t have someone?” He asked. I smiled at the thought that he would think I would have someone.

“Unfortunately, I don’t. Besides who would want to be with me?” I said looking down at my hands. Samuel reached over and held my hands. I looked up to meet his gaze.

“I would.” He said confidently. I didn’t know how to respond. My heart began to pound in my chest.

I looked at him and he was serious. He smiled, making me blush as he moved closer to me still holding my hands. Butterflies fluttered in my stomach.

“Are you...,”

“Serious? I am.” he interrupted me. My stomach flipped. “If you will have me,”

My mouth hung open as he smiled at my reaction. “Of course,” I managed to say.

Samuel moved closer and my heart felt like it was about to break out of my chest. As he got closer, he kept his eyes on me. I closed my eyes as he planted a kiss on my lips. His lips were warm and full as he slipped his tongue in my mouth.

My secret garden quivered. I wanted him. I wanted him badly. He kissed me deeply as he held the back of my head ever so gently. He pulled back and looked me in my eyes.

“When you’re ready, I want you. I want to make love to you, the way you are supposed to be made love to.” Samuel said softly as he caressed my face.

“I would love that,” I said, caressing his face and smiling. “But at my apartment.”

He chuckled. “I completely understand. I’ll wait for you,” he said, holding my hands and kissing them.

“Thank you, Samuel.”

“The pleasure is mine.”