Chapter 33

Ed couldn't get over how expensive it was to go to the movies. Even with the matinee ticket price once you got yourself and your date a popcorn and a large pop you were spending a small fortune. Comparatively their movie the night before was far more economical.

Stadium seating? Seating for tiny people they meant! Grace discovered the armrest between their seats folded back so Ed could use a little of her space as long as he put his arm around her. Her smile told him she didn't mind.

The popcorn wasn't as good as the stuff they made at home and he would have preferred water to drink but the only beverage that came in a large size was pop.

Still, Grace looked happier than he'd seen her in a long time so it was all worth it.

The theatre was empty except for them so that was a treat. They were sitting two thirds back from the screen and in the center of the row. She snuggled in beside him and sighed.

The lights dimmed and the previews played. They critiqued the previews, each guessing at its hit-or-miss future and Ed had to laugh at Grace's reaction to the trailer for Monster Trucks in Outer Space. She found it highly inappropriate to show that before this movie as if she'd want to see both.

The movie finally began and it didn't take long for Ed to figure out it was a romantic movie. Yes it was set in the Pacific Theatre of World War Two. Yes the planes were cool and the effects were very good but Ed struggled with following the story. What the actors were saying in some scenes confused him. He glanced over at Grace and she was enthralled so he just kept quiet.

The lead actor, a daring pilot, was ruggedly handsome and smart yet his fiancé sent him a Dear John letter, leaving him for another man. He vowed never to fall in love again. Grace moaned quietly when she heard that and Ed smiled hearing how involved she was with the story.

Then came the huge dogfight scene where the hero saved his buddies but his plane was badly damaged so he set course to limp back to the base.

The plane's radio was out and unknown to him the navigation system was damaged. When he realized he was lost he didn't have enough fuel to go back. He spotted an island and decided to land on the beach but his plane ran out of fuel. The pilot had to bail out over the ocean and swim to the island. He hurt himself on the reef and barely managed to make it to the beach before he passed out.

When the pilot woke up he was in a hut with a beautiful and young Japanese woman who was tending to his wounds.

Much to Ed's discomfort the movie started to become very steamy from that point on and he wished he'd worn baggier shorts. He glanced at Grace but she was riveted to the screen. He was overly aware of her soft warmth pressing against his side and tingles were spreading outwards from where her body was touching his. Her arm was resting on his left leg, mere inches from the bulge forming in his pants.

When the pilot's resistance finally broke and he fell in love with the young woman they made passionate love under the stars. Grace's fingers were gripping his leg tightly and she was breathing hard. Ed was breathing pretty hard too because her arm was now resting against the bulge and her hand had slipped down to hold the inside of his thigh.

When the scene was over Grace suddenly realized what she was doing and Ed's condition. She blushed fiercely, thankful for the darkness as she pulled her arm back.

"Sorry," she whispered with an embarrassed smile.

"It's ok," he croaked through his tension.

She smirked and glanced down spotting what she'd been leaning her arm against. Her eyes widened and she looked back at Ed but he was keeping his eyes on the screen.

Now Grace was overly aware of the heat coming from Ed's body and how good it felt.

Both remained rather distracted through the rest of the movie. When the lights came up Ed stood quickly and turned his back towards Grace as he made his way to the end of the row, adjusting himself as best he could in his shorts. The tightness wasn't allowing his erection to diminish.

"I- I've got to use the washroom," he stammered over his shoulder as he hustled down the stairs. Grace followed at a slower pace, a pleased smile on her lips.

Six minutes later a far more at ease Ed met Grace in the lobby and walked out to the truck. The mini-putt was just a short drive down the road but Grace took that opportunity to tell Ed how it was his turn to be schooled and how she was going to beat him so badly. He just grinned at her.

The mini-putt course was pretty busy and there was a rather large number of almost identically dressed young ladies. They hosted parties at the mini-putt course so that was likely the cause.

Ed was surprised to see Reggie Halston working the booth, handing out putters.

"Hey Reggie!"

Reggie's eyes snapped to his face when he heard the familiar voice. "…Mr. Ed," he mumbled.

"How are you doing?" Ed asked.

Reggie just looked at him. He seemed dazed by the question. He saw money in Ed's wallet. He saw Ed with a babe at his elbow. Mid-afternoon on a Friday and Ed is playing mini-putt with a hot girl. Reggie's face twisted into anger.

"How the FUCK does it look like I'm doing!" he hissed. "I didn't get into college because my grades sucked and this is the only job I could get! Stacey dumped me just before graduation. My dad is riding my ass, calling me a loser, and the one person I thought I was better off than is standing on the other side of this fucking counter with a hot bitch asking me how I'm doing!"

Ed instantly bridled when he heard Reggie call her the bad name.

"Grace is not a bitch! Apologize. Now!" Ed growled low in his chest as his eyes burned into Reggie's.

"Fuck you, you retard!"

Not exactly armed with a quick wit, Ed struggled for a comeback. "That the best you can do… caddy?"

For some reason that pushed Reggie over the edge. He screamed in rage and leapt across the counter at Ed who just dodged back and to the side, sweeping an arm around Grace protectively.

Reggie slid across the counter on spilled golf balls, missed his target and fell out of the booth. He slammed into the cement path face first, crumpled into a ball and groaned. The young woman working the cash register next to Reggie looked at Ed in surprise. He looked back with the same expression.

"I think you'd better call an ambulance," he said. She grabbed the phone.

An older man wearing a badge identifying him as the manager rushed into the booth.

"I'm terribly sorry for the trouble sir!" the man said to Ed. "I saw what happened on the security monitors. Tell you what, this round is on me. For you and your lady friend."

"She's-"

"-very grateful! Thank you very much!" Grace finished for him as she took his arm and guided him around Reggie who was still groaning. The manager handed them two clubs, two balls, a scorecard and a pencil.

"Have fun!" he wished them as the sound of an ambulance could be heard in the distance.

Grace smiled and pulled Ed up the stairs to the first hole.

"Because you think I'm hot you can putt first," Grace said with a grin.

Ed looked at Grace in surprise.

"What? Reggie called me a hot bitch and you only corrected him on the bitch part. So you think I'm hot," she explained.

Ed's face flushed with embarrassment. He couldn't deny that he thought she was hot because it was true but he couldn't say that.

"Putt big man," Grace chuckled, thoroughly enjoying his unsaid admission.

Flustered, Ed misread the slope and ended up far from the hole behind an obstacle. Grace laughed at his look of dismay. Then he smiled back at her.

"I see what you're up to! Trying to psych me out! Sneaky girl!" Ed growled playfully.

"Sneaky HOT girl according to you," she smiled wickedly.

He shook his finger at her but he was smiling. He'd have to up his game as Grace was pretty good. He'd never admit that to her of course.

Grace took her putt and it was perfect. It caught the banked slopes and rolled true until it plunked into the hole.

"YES!" she squealed.

"Fluke!" he cried.

It took him three more strokes to get his ball clear of the obstacles and into the hole.

"Three behind already!" Grace giggled as she filled out the scorecard. Ed groaned.

"I just want you to have a false sense of security," he explained.

"Nice try," she grinned.

They moved on and Grace managed to keep her lead at the ninth hole but by then she was only one stroke ahead of Ed. There was a snack bar between the ninth and tenth hole so they went inside to get some water. The noise inside was intense. So many young girls all talking at once!

They got their water and exited out to the tenth hole. Ed almost bumped into a tall woman and stepped back.

"Sorry about that!" he exclaimed.

"Edward?"

"Mrs. Rutledge?" Ed gasped, taking in the shining blond hair spilling out from under her wide brimmed sun hat. Once more she looked like the epitome of Hollywood star transplanted from the 40's.

"Edward, no need to be so formal in this setting. Please call me Victoria! And who is this?"

Ed smiled and looked back at Grace. Her expression was… hard to read. "This is my sister Grace. Grace this is Victoria Rutledge."

"Hello." Grace smiled. "How do you two know each other?"

"Edward and Rachel were shopping in a mall I took my daughters to. I believe I will be seeing you this coming Monday for my appointment," the woman said with a smile.

"Appointment?" Grace looked at Ed.

"For a service contract quote from Drakos," Ed explained.

"Yes, that," Victoria said while her eyes roamed his body. Ed missed this but Grace didn't.

Grace wanted to end the conversation before the woman sunk her talons into Ed. "It was very nice meeting you. We still have nine holes to go and I'm winning," she smiled.

"By one stroke!" Ed protested with a grin.

"Have fun and I'll see you on Monday!" Victoria said as she went into the snack bar.

Grace was looking at Ed as they walked to the tee for the tenth. "Who's Rachel?"

Ed looked at her surprised by the sharpness of the question. "Uh, she's the Drakos customer who needed her pool looked at."

"The one who bought you the stuff?"

"Yes," Ed said, starting to feel uncomfortable.

"Did she expect anything in return for those gifts?" Grace asked point blank.

Ed stopped and looked at her. "I told you then and I will tell you again. I will not talk with you about this. This is not a conversation we will be having. Let's just play golf."

Grace's nervousness grew.

"Victoria seems to think you are very handsome." Grace said as they waited for the tenth to be clear.

Ed looked at her in surprise. "What?"

"She looked at you… in an appreciative way."

"Oh. Well that's nice. She's very pretty." Ed said like they were discussing the weather.

"She might make advances on you," Grace suggested.

"Don't be silly! She's married. To a judge! A famous one at that!" Ed snorted.

Grace looked at Ed with a worried expression as he checked to see if the hole was clear. She knew he had some trouble grasping how relationships worked and how some people behaved contrary to expectations. He was innocent in that way. She found his honesty to be endearing but she worried that he was a ripe target for being abused. Shirley told her that he was a grown man and he could make his own decisions. She agreed with that but she wished she could protect him from the pain he'd experience.

Lips pressed against her forehead and shocked her out of the funk she was slipping into. She looked up at Ed in surprise and saw his smile.

"It's your turn to putt."

"Oh! Right!" she blurted and prepared her ball. She swung and the putt was awful! She went down the tube to the lower level. Putting up the ramp to get to the hole was tricky.

Ed set up his shot and sunk it in one! He turned his grin on her and she growled.

Sure enough after they moved to the eleventh Ed was ahead by three. His little victory dance was premature though as she rallied in the eleventh and twelfth to tie it up. From that point on the competition was fierce though they were laughing after each hole as they tallied the strokes.

They were tied at the seventeenth so the last hole was the deciding one.

"Ok. This is the closest our score has ever been. Before we proceed we have to sweeten the deal with a bet. If you win, like that could happen, what would you want?" Grace asked with a grin on her face.

Ed pretended to ponder his options then he thought of a really funny one. "I got it! If I win you will go see the movie Monster Trucks in Outer Space with me!"

The look of horror on her face was priceless! Then she slapped his arm with a grin. "You are SO MEAN! Now I CAN'T lose!"

"What do you want?" he asked as he chuckled at his clever trick. He had this one in the bag.

Grace's eyes went a little dreamy and he was worried she might ask him to see the movie they saw today again.

"I want you to take me to that new restaurant they just opened at the North Ridge Mall. The one with all the cheesecakes. But I want it to be like it was a real date. I just want to feel what that would be like," she sighed.

He looked in his wallet and there wasn't much left. He recalled he had to check his account and he'd do that once they left the mini-putt. The bank was by the mall. He could probably swing that.

"You are so going to enjoy that movie!" Ed chuckled as he lined up his putt. This hole only gave you one shot. It was basically a Skee Ball game. A long straight section leading to a ramp with concentric circles for the ball to land in. The largest target was worth three strokes. The smaller center ring was worth two and the smallest ring at the top was worth one. He knew exactly how hard to putt to get the ball into the one stroke hole. In. The. Bag.

He looked down the green felt and there was no debris or tears. It looked smooth. He pulled back and struck the ball perfectly. It shot down the felt and up the ramp directly into the side of a beetle running across the top of the ramp. The ball did a weird little hop and landed directly in the three stroke hole.

"WHAT? What the heck was that?" Ed barked. The black beetle regained its feet and crawled up and out of the course. "A BUG?" Ed gasped.

Grace was in stitches. She couldn't stop laughing. It was too perfect. She struggled to get control over herself as she knew she could easily blow it. All she needed was to get it into the less difficult two stroke hole and she'd win. She took some deep breaths and tried not to look at Ed as that would be the end of her. She dropped her ball and lined herself up for the stroke. She pulled back and let it swing.

The moment she hit the ball she knew she'd used too much force. The ball was moving too fast.

"NO!" she cried and Ed watched with a grin.

The ball launch up the ramp and was headed for the two stroke hole when it hit the edge of the ring and bounced. Directly into the hole in one.

Grace shrieked and jumped in the air. Ed was staring at the hole like he couldn't believe it.

She pulled out the scorecard and carefully wrote down their last score and tallied it up.

"Oh look Ed. It seems I have won. It seems I have beaten your score by two strokes. It seems I got a hole in one on the last and, I must say, most difficult hole," she said calmly but with a voice full of glee.

He smiled at her ribbing and bowed to her as the champion. Her smile was beautiful and Ed was stunned for a few seconds. He came out of it and gestured for her to lead the way. She did with a little skip in her step. They handed in the clubs and went back to the truck. He got them back to the mall but stopped outside the bank. He went in to check his balance and to withdraw the money he'd need for dinner.

When the number came up on the screen he froze. There was seven thousand, five hundred dollars extra in his account above the expected amount from his pay. He glanced back at Grace who smiled at him. He smiled and raised his finger as he pulled out his phone and called the office. Lydia put him through to Mr. Drakos.

"Are you not enjoying your day off so you called in to hear my voice?" the man joked. Ed chuckled.

"No, I am enjoying it quite a bit. Thanks again. I just called to ask you if there was a mistake on the deposit in my account. There seems to be a lot extra this time."

"Don't you remember me telling you there would be a bonus from the Mall job?" was the reply.

"Yes, but-"

"Bruce was very impressed with you and how you worked so hard to finish so early. You saved him a lot of money. He added to your bonus but don't go telling the others what you got. Understand?"

"Yes sir! Thank you sir! That's… amazing!" Ed was speechless.

"See you tomorrow!"

"Yes sir!" Ed said and hung up. He quickly did a little money transfer and took out twice what he planned. It was the most money he'd ever had in his wallet.

He went out and got into the truck where Grace was looking at his big silly grin.

"You don't normally leave the bank looking that happy. What happened?" she asked.

"The last job I did, the one where I worked late? We all got a bonus on that job for completing early but I got an extra bonus for working late to finish the installation extra early. Mr. Drakos said it was because I saved the builder so much money!"

"What's that mean?" she asked.

"It means you can get dessert with your meal tonight!" he grinned.

"Very funny. How much extra?" she said poking him in the arm.

"You'll see when you check the account this weekend," he said bouncing his eyebrows at her.

"Don't keep me in suspense!" she growled.

"Hey you're getting the dessert of your choice tonight! Don't whine about a little suspense!" he grinned.

She gave him a fake glare then they drove over to the restaurant. The place was hopping so they had a thirty minute wait. They went for a walk through the mall and Ed spotted some earrings that would look really nice on Grace. He pulled her into the store.

"Why are we going in? I thought we were window shopping?" Grace complained.

Ed ignore her and caught the eye of a clerk. "Hi, can we see the earrings in the window? The gold and black ones? Thanks!"

Grace was looking at Ed wondering what he was up to. She didn't remember black and gold earrings in the window.

The clerk returned with the earrings and Grace's eyes lit up. She looked at Ed with a big smile. He knew exactly the style she liked. The woman put them on the counter and Grace saw the price tag and paled.

None of her jewellery cost this much. Even combined. She looked at Ed in confusion. What was he doing showing her something she would fall in love with but couldn't have?

"Hold them up to your ears," he said.

With shaking hands she held them next to her ears as she looked in the mirror. She was right, she loved them and her heart was breaking.

"I was right. They look beautiful on you," Ed said softly. He looked at the clerk. "We'll take them."

Grace looked at Ed in shock. Her mouth moved to tell him they were too expensive, that she couldn't accept them, that he shouldn't waste his money buying her baubles, but none of these words left her lips. He smiled at her and her heart soared.

The clerk rang up the bill and Ed paid cash. As he waited for his change he looked at Grace who was still holding them up.

"They're yours now. Put them on," he said.

Grace placed them on the counter and removed the small studs she had on. These went into her pocket. She looked down at the new earrings and shivered. They were so lovely! She picked one up and put it on but didn't look in the mirror until she had both on. Then her breath caught as she took in the whole effect.

She thought they made her look sophisticated and alluring.

Ed was putting his wallet away and stopped when he saw her turn to look at him. "Wow. Those are stunning on you! You look… beautiful!" Ed breathed as he took in her new look. He couldn't get over the change from something as simple as a pair of earrings. Then he realized it wasn't the jewellery. It was how the jewellery made her feel. Those emotions were affecting her attitude, her behavior, how she felt about herself, and her true beauty was shining forth. "Oh my…," he whispered, unable to tear his eyes away.

She felt more beautiful and desired than she had ever felt before and that was coming from Ed who was completely mesmerized. When she heard his whisper she felt such a rush of confidence she swayed a little on her feet.

Ed stepped forward to catch her arm and she looked into his eyes with hunger. Ed was captured by her dark eyes. He found himself moving closer.

A loud angry bleating shocked them both from their daze. It was the beeper the restaurant gave them. They both took a step back with embarrassed grins. They smiled and nodded to the clerk who was a little red faced herself and left the store. Ed saw an ATM so he rushed over to it and made another withdrawal to cover dinner.

Grace took his arm and they walked back to the restaurant. She felt the earrings sway and touch her neck and a wave of warmth flowed through her body. She glanced up at Ed and smiled.

Ed handed in the beeper and a hostess guided them to a nice table for two. They looked at the menu and both were a little intimidated by the sheer variety of food available. A waitress appeared next to the table.

"Let me guess. You're first visit?" she asked, seeing their bewildered looks.

They nodded and smiled.

"I'll give you some time with the menus then. Can I get you a drink in the meantime?"

Grace looked at Ed and he nodded. "I'd like a margarita please."

"Lemonade for me, please," Ed said.

"I'll get those for you right away!" the waitress said and was gone.

When they were alone Grace reached across the table and held Ed's hand. "Thank you so much for the earrings! They're gorgeous!"

"You deserve them and you look amazing in them!" Ed replied.

"They were very expensive-" she began but Ed held up his hand to stop her.

"Just look in the account tomorrow," was all he said but he grinned as he said it.

Her curiosity was burning but she settled back and went back to the menu.

Their drinks arrived and the waitress let them know what the specials were and asked if they wanted an appetizer. Ed ordered them the loaded nachos.

It took some time but they finally decided and when the nachos arrived they placed their orders. Grace ordered another margarita and Ed got a refill.

They munched away on the nachos as they talked about the movie. Grace explained a good portion of the beginning of the movie and Ed shook his head in wonder at how she'd managed to follow that part.

"Did you find Miko to be pretty?" Grace asked with a coy smile.

"Did you find Alec to be handsome?" Ed asked in return.

"No, I thought he was too pretty," she grinned. "Answer my question."

"Yes, I thought she was very pretty."

"Prettier than m-"

"NO! You are much prettier." Ed interrupted her with a grin.

"What made you think I was going to say me? Maybe I was going to say Mrs. Rutledge," she insisted with a raised eyebrow.

Ed just stared at her with a fake scowl.

"Do you think Mrs. Rutledge is pretty?" she asked carefully.

"Yes, she is very pretty."

"Prettier than m-"

"NO! You are much prettier." Ed interrupted her again with a grin.

"Oh please! The woman is gorgeous! Admit it!" Grace scoffed, maybe a little louder than she should have. She glanced around but no one was watching.

Ed was slightly taken aback at her outburst. He needed to set her clear on something. "Do you remember the china dolls they had in the display at that jewellery shop?"

Grace thought for a second. "Oh, yes. I remember."

"Mrs. Rutledge is very pretty but she's like one of those dolls. Pretty to look at but it's not real. They're just for display," he said with a frown.

Grace looked at him with raised eyebrows. She was impressed. She'd thought he was completely captivated by the woman's beauty. The woman was stunning! Grace just nodded to him and they went back to the nachos.

When their meals arrived they were both feeling a little full. Grace ordered a third margarita and Ed switched to water. The waitress brought Grace a water as well. She knew the bartender mixed drinks a little too strong and Grace was beginning to look very relaxed.

Ed managed a few bites of his delicious burrito but decided he had to stop. He'd take the rest to go. Grace did the same and grinned at Ed.

"They have so many desserts and I don't have room for any of them!" she giggled, sipping from the margarita.

"Hey! Fancy meeting you two here!"

Ed and Grace looked up and saw Heather and Isabelle. He saw Heather was looking at Grace with a funny expression. She was trying to look happy but it looked like it was mixed with frustration and annoyance.

"Hi Heather, Isabelle," he greeted them, trying not to give away how well he knew Isabelle. She wasn't trying very hard as she stared at him a little too intently.

"Hey Heather!" Grace said with a smile, oblivious to her friend's signals. "Hi Isabelle!"

"Oh my god! Look at those earrings!" Heather gasped as she caught sight of them. Grace beamed and pushed her hair back so the ladies could see them more clearly.

"Ed bought them for me." Grace said with a sweet smile for him.

Heather looked at Ed in surprise. Those weren't cheap earrings and Ed never had much money. What changed?

Ed saw the question in Heather's eyes. "I got a performance bonus."

Isabelle snorted loudly and tried to cover it up by heading for the washroom with a wave. Her face was flushed.

"Well I've got to go too. See you on Monday?" Heather asked her friend.

"Bright and early." Grace nodded.

With a final look at the two of them Heather hustled after her friend.

The waitress returned and they asked for their meals to be boxed to go. They both shook their heads when asked about dessert and Ed settled up the bill. He was glad he took more money out because they'd spent close to a week's grocery budget on one meal!

Ed carried the take out bag and had his other arm around Grace as she leaned into his body. She insisted she wasn't drunk but she was wobbling a little.

As they made their way to his truck they missed seeing Isabelle and Heather watching them. He opened Grace's door and helped her in. Then he went around to his side and drove them home.

Isabelle turned to Heather. "I thought you said she was his sister."

Heather frowned as she watched the tail lights disappearing. "Second cousins apparently."

"Oh! That's not very close."

"Family is family!" Heather growled. "She told me she wasn't going after him but that looked like a date to me. And those earrings!" She fumed then she looked at Isabelle's pensive expression. "What were you going to ask him anyway? Something to do with your sorority party on Saturday night?"

"It doesn't matter." Isabelle said. She'd had second thoughts when she saw how happy Ed looked. He was better off. She'd have to call her friend Sophia and change their plans.

Ed got them home and helped Grace out of the truck and into the house. She had faded quickly in the truck with all the good food and drink. Especially the drink.

He put the food bag on the counter and guided Grace up to her room and over to her bed. She took off her earrings and placed them on the end table with a smile as he pulled back the sheets. He lifted her in his arms and laid her down on the bed.

He pulled the sheets up and went to kiss her forehead when her arm wrapped around his neck and pulled him down to her lips.

Ed felt her wonderful mouth on his and his brain derailed for a time. He kissed her back, their tongues exploring each other's mouths and it went on and on. Finally he managed to come to his senses and pull back.

Grace had a blissful smile on her lips as she looked up at him. He froze when he realized what he'd just done.

"I'm drunk. What's your excuse?" she said quietly and closed her eyes. She was asleep in seconds.

He left her room and closed the door in a daze. What was his excuse? He desired her more than any other woman. But she was his sister. Ok, technically she was his second cousin but they grew up together so that counted more, right? He went down to the kitchen and put the food in the fridge. Then he went to his room with his head spinning in circular arguments. He dropped onto the bed and closed his eyes but sleep was slow to arrive and save him from his torment.

He felt something wonderful. Grace was kissing him with her amazing lips. Grace was kissing him down there with her amazing lips. His eyes opened as his cock was sucked deep into a mouth. He couldn't stop the moan from escaping. In the dim light of his room he couldn't see details but he recognized the hair.

Shirley. Again.

He growled deep in his chest and felt her freeze with him halfway in her mouth. She took a grip at the base of his cock and drew him out of her mouth.

"What are you doing Shirley?" he asked.

"I needed a treatment. You haven't been keeping up your end of the agreement. Every three days you said," she whined with a pout.

"What about Jerry?" he growled after she mentioned the agreement he was sorry he'd been emotionally manipulated into.

"He can't do it more than once a month," she said sadly as she began to move her hands up and down on his shaft.

Ed sucked his breath in through his teeth as the tingles raced through his nerves.

Shirley smiled then sucked him all the way into her mouth until her lips were pressing against his pelvis and Ed's cock was deep in her throat.

"FUCK!" Ed cried out then immediately listened for noises from upstairs.

Nothing.

He looked back at Shirley who was looking up at him with him still in her mouth. He began to tell her to leave when she began to surge her head up and down, driving his cock deep into her throat again and again. He felt the head striking the back of her throat but he was overwhelmed by how amazing it felt. It was too much and his release was imminent. Then it was there.

"Fuck, I'm cumming!" he whispered fiercely and Shirley immediately pulled him from her mouth and pumped him with her hands. His cum surged out and splashed across her face and chest. She milked him dry and he fell back against his pillow, exhausted. Finally Shirley pulled her hands away from him and began to rub the cum into her skin.

"Oh god Ed, that's so good. You have so much!" she moaned, her voice raw from the abuse her throat had taken.

Ed had thrown his arm over his eyes as he gasped for breath. He was really angry and was struggling to control it. "Enjoy it because that's the last time!" Ed growled without looking at her.

Shirley froze. "Ed, don't be hasty."

"Hasty? I didn't tell you to come into my room in the middle of the night and help yourself! That's the second time you've done this while I was sleeping! I don't want to do this anymore!"

Shirley looked at him. She wanted to scream at him. She needed this! This was her house and she needed this! She took a deep breath and calmed herself. She sucked the slippery cum from her finger and felt a shiver run down her body. So good!

"We'll talk in the morning when we are both rested and can be reasonable," she said calmly.

"Good night Shirley. Close the door on your way out," he said tersely.

She stood and left quietly. Ed heard the door click shut.

He shook with rage. Directionless rage. He wanted to be angry with Shirley but he couldn't put all of it on her. He should never have let this begin. He wasn't even clear how it had.

He had to work in the morning and needed to get back to sleep but his mind spun and spun. Exhaustion finally pulled him under.