I was out working the next day and stopped for lunch. As I ate I saw Mike and Allison enter the restaurant. They saw me and walked over.
"Aren't you the guy who came to get Jennifer's stuff?" Mike asked.
"Yes."
"I want to see her."
"We want to see her." Allison added.
"I can't help you. I delivered her boxes and check as I was hired to do."
"You delivered them to her?"
"No. To a third party. Her lawyer."
Mike grimaced at the word lawyer. He didn't like lawyers.
"Can you get a message to her?"
"I could give a message to her lawyer."
"Have him tell her she's still my woman."
"How's that?"
"She thinks she can just leave me? She's wrong. No one leaves me. When I find her, she's coming home with me."
Allison looked scared and surprised.
"Isn't she your woman?" I asked, pointing at Allison.
"Yup! And so is her sister. And, trust me, I'll find her." They turned and walked to another table. Somehow I didn't have an appetite any longer. I left and went back to my office. Three hours later I went home.
Going home used to be because I couldn't think of somewhere else to go. I was going home every day because I wanted to be with Jennifer. Not only had we stopped watching TV but I really enjoyed being with her, as a person.
When I walked in Jenn was at her desk, naked. She smiled at me and held up one finger. She had a headset on, connected to the phone, so I figured she was on the phone with a client. I waited.
"Yes, Mrs. Levy. I will give him your message as soon as I speak to him. I expect him to call me within the hour."
"Yes, Mrs. Levy. I have your number written right here. Thank you for saying that." She paused. "I hope so too." Another pause. "Good-bye, Mrs. Levy."
She stood up, pulled off the headset and walked to me. I loved watching her move, so I just watched. When she arrived we kissed and I held her ass in my hands.
Without letting go she asked, "How was your day?"
"I saw Allison and Mike today." She wanted the instant replay. I did my best.
"I'm not his property! The nerve!"
"Is he a man who could easily be violent?"
"The night we met he hospitalized two guys in a bar. They looked at me and he didn't like it."
"And you went home with him?"
"He didn't exactly give me a choice."
"Oh."
We were quiet for a while, thinking. I worried about what he might do to both of us. I don't like hospitals. During dinner we talked about the danger. I learned that Mike hated the beach. He had been raised in Iowa and the sight of the ocean just made him uncomfortable. Since Jenn needed to start getting exercise we drove down to the beach and walked on the sand together. As we walked we worked out a plan for our protection.
At home we showered together and got ready for bed. Jenn's bruises were gone. We stood by the bed and kissed. Suddenly she pulled back and said, "Your mother wanted you to call her! She said it was important!"
I kissed her and picked up the phone. Speed dial number one and on the second ring Ma answered.
"I just got your message, Ma. What's up?"
"I want to meet your secretary. I talk to her on the phone and she has no face. Bring her for dinner."
"Ok, Ma. When?"
"Tomorrow."
"What time?"
"Not late. You know if I eat late I'll be up all night with the rumbling. We need to eat early."
"Ma. Just tell me what time. We'll be there."
"I don't want you should miss part of your work day just to see an old lady. Can you be here at 5:30?"
"5:30. We'll be there at 5:30. Would you like us to take you to Juniors Deli?"
"You don't like my cooking?"
"I love your cooking. I thought maybe we could eat at Junior's and talk without needing to cook, do dishes, just enjoy."
"Then pick me up at 5:15. Does this secretary wear revealing clothes?"
"Her name is Jennifer, Ma. She doesn't dress like a streetwalker. She's nice."
"Some women today. They dress like being naked in public is a good thing. That's all I'm saying."
"Ma. Jennifer will dress in nice clothes. The rabbi can join us for dinner and you won't be embarrassed."
"You want me to invite the rabbi?"
"No, Ma. We want to have dinner with you."
"So, be here at 5:15. I'll be waiting."
After the phone was back on the desk I looked at Jenn and said, "You must wear long pants and a trench coat when we go for dinner tomorrow. Oh, and a turtleneck sweater under the trench coat."
"Ma wants me to be completely covered?"
"She's old fashioned. Ok?"
"Sure. She won't like me anyway. I'm a goy."
"She'll say she wishes you were Jewish. She'll also love you when she sees I'm happy."
"Where were we?"
"Let's see. We had dinner. I called Ma. Oh, I know. I was about to have dessert."
As I pushed her onto her back on the bed she looked at me and said, "Am I your dessert?"
"Yes! I'm very hungry so open your legs and let the feasting begin."
My face seemed always to fit into her pussy perfectly. I wondered while I licked her and sucked on her lips if someone made a snorkel that would allow me to eat her for hours without needing to pull back in order to breathe. Since I hadn't invented the proper snorkel yet, I needed to pull back fairly often to breathe.
Jenn was small enough that while I ate her my hands easily reached her breasts. She liked having her nipples pulled and twisted. She liked me to squeeze her entire breast and twist. There was a fine line between just enough pressure and twist to turn her crazy and too much, which hurt enough to stop the action.
When Jenn went over the edge and her orgasm took her, I loved watching, listening and hearing her. I felt powerful! I did that. I gave that to her. In the five weeks we had been together I was sure she had fifty or more orgasms. I loved eating her. I loved being inside her. I loved being in her pussy or her mouth. Both were magical.