Nexwave Erotic

Dark Angel’s Embrace

“* (Part III of the Dark Angel Series)*

In Memory of Moisie”

“Date: Three Standard Months After the Destruction of Death Star I”

Like scarlet specters guarding the maw of the dimensional hells, the quartet of the Emperor’s Royal Guard stood noiseless and inert on either side of the massive five-meter tall obsidian door. Planted several meters before them, the squad of eight Imperial Black Hole stormtroopers stood just as rigid and silent, blasters poised across their armored chests, their buffed black armor mimicking the gleaming onyx floors beneath them. They had stood like this, facing each other, opposing chess pieces controlled by similar hands, expressionless, solid, and undaunted by the howls of torture that had been coming from the other side of the colossal doors for the last several hours…

Beyond the doors lay a chamber carved of the finest obsidian in the galaxy, scores of meters wide as it was high. The far wall of the massive room was one huge window that looked out across the Imperial Throneworld’s soaring skyline, the city-planet once known as Coruscant. The floors, laid with the same polished stone, caught the diminishing light of the setting sun and glistened like a pool at midnight. The room was devoid of any furniture, save for two objects. One was an enormous onyx chair centered in the window, the Emperor’s throne; the second, an immense durasteel X-shaped brace jutting from the shimmering floor. The chamber would have almost presented an atmosphere of dark serenity, had the effect not been marred by the shrieking, thrashing bulk of Darth Vader.

His limbs stretched wide, Vader hung from the brace, held there by thick durasteel spikes bolted through his cybernetic wrists and ankles. Wisped ends of wire frayed from out of the wounds, and synthe-plasma the color of crude dripped from the punctures, pooling on the floor, marring its sheen. Between his hoarse, tortured cries, Vader’s chest quaked and heaved with frantic attempts to override his respirator and take in desperately needed air on his own, but to no avail. The crease of his helm cut into his skull base, and the underside of his breathing mask sliced across his already scarred face with every thrash and seizure; but these small lesions were insignificant compared to the agony within the shattered window of his own tortured mind.

The stooped figure of the Emperor sat withered in his throne, contoured against the late afternoon light of peach and maroon, his hooded head tipped slightly down. He was weary, yes. Despite the decades of manipulating his physiology into something no longer completely human, small beads of sweat still managed to douse his brow and betray his complete control over his involuntary functions. The hours of administering the Force-lightning torture had been easy, and not too terribly taxing. But this…this work had always proven to be significantly demanding on him, no matter how he would prepare himself for it or how often he would dispense it. Yes, weaving his telepathic tendrils into the psychic garret of Vader’s mind and ripping his sanity apart from the inside always wore poor Sidious out. Waking nightmares were a particularly laborious torment of the Dark Side.

Sidious lifted his hood slightly as he witnessed the newest image of horror blaze through Vader’s mind.

“NO! NO, PLEASE! MOTHER!!! NO GODS, PLEASE, PLEASE! HANG ON! GIVE ME YOUR HAND! IT CAN’T BURN YOU IF YOU HOLD MY HAND! DON’T LET GO! NO! NO! DON’T LET– NOOOOOO! AAAAAAHHH!” And with that final scream that ricocheted off the frigid obsidian walls, Vader’s enormous hulk lurched forward off the cross. Sidious sighed with what one could almost call pity as the image of Shmi Skywalker, sinking and screaming into an ocean of Mustafar’s molten lava, seared through his mind. There, he could smell her hair smoldering, see her meat crackling and blackening and curling off her bones, and watched her eyes bulge from the sockets as she screamed for her son’s hand.

With a breath and a tiny flick of his finger, Palpatine altered the nightmare as easily as he would switch frequencies on the holonet. Vader’s screams of horror altered as well, becoming deeper, menacing; the words spit were of a raging adolescent. “You. It’s your fault, it’s ALL your fault! You hate me, The Council hates me, you’re all jealous of my power! Nothing was ever good enough for you! You took EVERYTHING FROM ME! EVERYTHING!” His roar suddenly erupted into a triumphant cacophony of laughter barbed with madness. “HA! THERE! Who’s the master NOW? Who holds the power of life and death in his hands? Burn, you spiteful, treacherous son of a bitch! BURN IN HELL!”

A raise of the Emperor’s eyebrow brought forth another image, and with it another anguished scene for Vader. “Not you. No, not you too,” His resplendent bass, now hoarse with misuse, cracked with a sob. “I did it for you. I did it all for you, and our…Ah, gods…” His entire body quaked with weeping. “Come back. Don’t leave, please don’t leave me. Everyone leaves me…Look at me…who could ever want me…like this…?”

A slow, sated smile crept under Palpatine’s black hood. As he had done many, many times throughout the last twenty years, he had pummeled Vader’s mental barricades, had smashed through any defenses, leaving his apprentice drained, broken, and pliable to his commands. Now was the time to imprint his visage on Vader’s mind, as his apprentice’s one and only friend, his confidant, as his parent and teacher, as his whole reason for existence…raising his hood ever so slightly, Palpatine prepared himself for the final mental caress…

Until a new image flashed through his mind, an avatar not of his making, but of Vader’s. Murky and unfamiliar, it slithered across Sidious’s mind’s eye: Pale tones of ivory flesh, slender hands with tapered fingers snaking down his apprentice’s scarred, tube-implanted chest, a caress of lips, a ragged cry, eyes clenched closed and mouth agape with passion, the undeniable rhythm of human coupling, and a brief flash of scarlet hair thrown back in sexual fury and dire need…And when Vader spoke again, a web of want, desire, and doubt spun over Sidious’s psyche, and the Emperor wrought his brow in angered bewilderment.

“Why, Sa,thraxxx?” Vader’s chest constricted. “How could you…want…a monster? You want the darkness…are you…like me…inside? Are you a …beast?” Vader’s mask rolled from side to side, his massive chest heaving slowly, rhythmically. “A beautiful beast…?”

The swelling bulge stretching Vader’s codpiece did not escape the Emperor’s attention either.

Rage roiled through Palpatine’s insides, his gnarled fingers gripping the arms of his throne. A new companion lurked in the shadows now, a new tether for his apprentice to grasp, a new surrogate for his needs.

Throwing up his arms, Palpatine sliced his hands through the air, breaking his psychic bondage. Vader’s screams pealed off the walls as the Emperor’s tendrils ripped from his mind, his whole mass convulsing and twisting. With a small, tired wave of his hand, the Emperor released the bolts through Vader’s limbs, and they slammed back into the onyx brace. Vader slid hard to the floor with a resounding crash. With great effort, the Dark Lord pushed himself into a fetal fold, his helm slunk between his arms. For many long, excruciating moments, the only sound in the vast chamber was that of the mighty Dark Lord panting frantically through his respirator.

Palpatine glared at his apprentice, waiting for his desperate breaths to slow, before he chose to address him. “You wound me, child. You have torn at the very fabric of my heart. You have betrayed me.”

Vader’s helm sunk even lower. The shrill, childish staccato that had wracked his voice during the torture was gone, and his resonant bass, albeit rasped, had returned. “I deserve no forgiveness, my Master, that I know. I underestimated the Rebels’ tenacity, and I dismissed their fortitude. I have failed you.”

“BAH!” Palpatine barked, exploding to his feet. “The REBELS? You think I speak of that motley mob of thieves and terrorists!” He began to descend the dais staircase. “Twenty years of research, planning, building, wiped out in an instant! A million of the Empire’s finest, gone in the blink of an eye! Our greatest achievement, our monument to our eminence, vanished! And the irony of it all? THAT, my friend, I can forgive.” He stopped his slow, menacing approach a meter shy of his kneeling, shattered apprentice. “Materials can be restored. Men can be replaced, as there is never a shortage of those ravenous for power and privilege. And even such achievements as a Death Star can– and will– be built again. But…” His voice softened to a hurt growl. “How does one return…trust? How does one cement a union that has taken decades to enmesh, only to be rent asunder through deceit! After all of our years together, after everything I have given you–your power, your body, everything–now you keep SECRETS from me?”

Vader’s chest seized clear through to his shoulders. Having no recollection whatsoever of the waking nightmares, fear and desperation twined through what remained organic of his body. What had his master seen? “My Master, everything I own, everything I am basks in the glory of your dominion. I would never—”

“And now you lie to me as well?” A heavy sigh permeated from under the black hood, and thin, dark cloaked arms folded over his thin chest. “Look at me.” Vader obeyed, lifting his mask to meet the Emperor’s sickly yellow eyes. With a curl to his lip that could have been either disgust or amusement, Palpatine murmured, “You have taken a lover, boy.”

Vader’s eyes clenched behind his optic screens, and he swallowed hard. Sidious had seen her, there was no point in denying it now. “Yes, my Master.”

“Without my permission or approval?”

“Yes, my Master.” Palpatine’s rage and jealousy stabbed through Vader. He set to appease his master, as the practice now had become rote. “I thought it of no importance, Master. An opportunity presented itself. I…took it.”

“I see.” Turning, the Emperor slid slowly across the gleaming floors back toward the staircase in his creeping manner. He ascended silently to stop in front of the massive window, leaving his hulking apprentice kneeling and penitent for what seemed to be an eternity of quiet. Finally, the Emperor spoke. “Is it a male or female?”

Vader raised his helm to peer at the Emperor. A small smile tugged, albeit painfully, at his scarred lip as he narrowed his eyes. So, Palpatine hadn’t seen everything; his shields had worked somewhat, if not completely. The smile, however, melted as quickly as his tiny triumph, as he was now obliged to answer his Master’s questions. “A woman, Master.”

“A woman.” The Emperor chuckled murkily. “Yes, of course. You always did have a weakness for them.” His twisted smile grew even wider as he felt humiliation jolt from his apprentice. “Human?”

“Yes, Master. Fellenetian.”

“Fellenetian? Hmmm, attractive race, that.” Turning over his shoulder, the Emperor asked, “Tell me, boy…has she seen your face?”

Vader swallowed his degradation down to the depths of his bowels as he answered softly, “Yes, Master.”

Palpatine turned completely around, his hood set at an incredulous tilt. “And she didn’t run screaming? She was still willing to bed with you? My, there is some fortitude in this lover, isn’t there?”

“Yes, Master,” Vader replied dully before raising his mask to glare directly at his master and adding as firmly as he dared, “She is… unique.”

“Indeed?” Palpatine snarled quietly. A pause. “Who is she? Anyone from court? An officer? A noble?”

“No, Master. She is the newest Enforcer in your Inquest Corps.”

“Her name is…Sa’thraxxx?”

Vader fought a shudder. Had he said her name…? “Yes, Master.”

“That is a Sith name.”

“Yes, Master. I gave it to her.”

“Does she love you?”

A pause. “No, my Master. She offered herself as a means of promotion.”

Palpatine raised a hairless brow once more. “Indeed. Well, if she is not a courtier, she certainly behaves like one. Offering sex for promotion? Yes, it seems you have chosen wisely…so far.” Slowly, he came around the dais to seat himself on the throne. Easing himself back and heaving a satisfied sigh, Palpatine held his kneeling apprentice in his eye before he commanded, “I will meet this lover, boy.”

Vader’s voice remained steady. “Yes, my Master.”

“She will be sent an invitation to the Coronation Day celebration. There, she will be presented to me.”

“Yes, Master.”

“But before then, I will watch you with her.”

The black dome of Vader’s helm rose again to meet his master’s glare. “Watch me with her? I…do not understand, Master—”

“Oh, of course you do, child.” Rising from his throne, Palpatine again descended toward his apprentice. “When you leave here, you will summon her to you. And you will open yourself to me as you rut.” Again, the dim chuckle frothed from his decrepit throat as he leaned down and cradled Vader’s mask within his hands. “I must determine if she is worthy of you, boy. I cannot have my heir apparent cavorting with little more than a gutterslut now, can I?”

Behind his optic screens, Vader closed his eyes. In the twenty some years within his Master’s bondage, he had never had to perform sexually for him. Yes, there had been manipulations before, when the Emperor invaded his mind and toyed with the pleasure centers there, but Palpatine had always explained that practice was merely used as stress relief, to keep him focused and undistracted from his work. There had never been any physical demands made upon him. Until now.

Again, that dark chuckle gurgled through the air of the throneroom, slinking across the floors and ceiling. “I can feel your hate, boy,” Sidious croaked, caressing Vader’s mask. He took back his skeletal hand, enfolding it into his voluminous sleeve. “Now go.” He turned away. “And do not dissatisfy me.”

Shakily, Vader rose to his feet, and pulled himself to his full stature. “Yes, my Master,” he rumbled softly, attempting to disguise the loathing in his voice before turning toward the enormous doors. With an exhausted wave of his hand, the doors slowly opened to his bidding, the massive hinges shrieking throughout the chamber.

As he stepped out into the glistening foyer, the doors crept shut…and Vader slumped to his knees, falling forward on his elbows. Although the Emperor’s scarlet guard never moved from their posts, Vader’s Black Hole Troopers rushed to their fallen Master. It took four of them, on either side of Vader, to hoist him back to his feet and hold him steady. The Dark Lord pulled all the power of the Dark Side into his weakened body, enveloping his limbs with its energy, to hold him erect.

It was then he heard the stray thought of one of his Troopers slide across his consciousness—

*So, the all-powerful Lord of the Sith isn’t so powerful after all.*

Vader raised his mask, slowly, toward the Trooper standing behind the three others before him. He raised his arm, still in the grasp of his troops, in front of him, and curled his gloved hand into a fist.

The trooper suddenly dropped his blaster, the clang of it ricocheting through the cavernous halls, as his hands went to his throat. He staggered backwards, writhing and jerking, his sick gasps for air squeaking through his helmet’s vocoder. Hitting a wall, he slid to the floor, thrashing, choking, trying frantically to remove his helm, until his armored body stiffened with one last seizure, and then slumped still on the cold floor.

The effort put forth was too much, too soon. Vader stumbled slightly, still in the clutches of his troops. He turned his mask slightly to one side. “Take me back to my fortress,” he ordered quietly. “Commander.”

A Black Hole Trooper with a red slash painted across his chest plate stepped forward. “My Lord?”

“See the body is disposed of accordingly, and have a fresh recruit sent from the Clone Facilities to replace him.” He raised his mask slightly as he fought to take in a much-needed breath through his respirator. “You and a complement will then go to the Inquest Corps Headquarters…and bring Enforcer Sa’thraxxx to me.”

* * *

The POP of the old man’s shoulders being pulled from their sockets was plainly audible in the blaring white room. His screams were further amplified when the bindings around his ankles lurched forward, snapping his aged hips and knees loose from their joints.

“Not exactly the way you thought it would end, is it?” asked a hushed, amused contralto. “You had it all planned—retire to a lovely green temperate world, open a small curio shop, and live out the rest of your days free and relaxed, unfettered by the strife of the surrounding galaxy.”

The massive wheel-like structure he was stretched upon rotated forward, gears whining, bringing him to eye level with his inquisitor. Despite his agony, he glared a hole through the back of his torturer’s skull. She stood with a relaxed, casual air, her back to him, her long hands set upon the lazy curve of her slender hips. Her blood-red leather bodysuit encased her like a second skin, with straps and buckles accentuating her most pleasing physical features, the back cut out from the high stiff collar all the way down to the subtle dimples just above her buttocks. Leather stiletto boots the same hue hugged her taut thighs.

“But,” Lylla Sa’thraxxx sighed wearily, bringing the glimmer-spice cigarette to her lips and taking a long, deliberate drag, “for some reason, you felt you needed to get involved. Kashyyk not exciting enough for your old bones, was that it? Or does the glorious progress of our esteemed Empire rattle your sensibilities?”

“Glorious progress,” spat the old man through harsh breaths. “Is that what you call enslaving the Wookiees—”

Her willowing height and those elegant hands betrayed the speed and ferociousness with which she could use them. Spinning around, she paced only two steps before smashing her lead-weighted gloved fist across his aged jaw. “You will NOT speak until I give order! And you will speak ONLY when you tell me what I want to hear!” Grabbing a fistful of his white hair, she jerked his head up and forward, forcing him to stare into her silver eyes. “That cargo ship contained over two thousand Wookiee slaves en route to a classified Imperial labor destination. Now I will ask you again—who was your Rebel contact onboard that ship, and where was it rerouted?”

The old man’s answer came in the form of bloody saliva that hit just under her kohl-smudged eye. A slow, amused smirk played across Lylla’s full scarlet lips as she released the old man’s hair and delicately wiped the spittle away. Taking one last drag off the joint, she leaned in, her lips just grazing his own, and blew the smoke down his throat as she purred, “Wrong answer.”

With that, she pressed a tiny button on the remote fastened to her belt, sending savage shocks of electricity through the electrodes clamped on the old man’s nipples and privates under his tattered clothing.

Screams pealed off the barren walls once again, the old man thrashing in spite of his broken limbs. With the press of another button, the torture wheel rotated again, sending him up and over to dangle upside down. Lylla’s heels clicked the durasteel floor in an unhurried cadence as she met him on the other side. She waited until the man’s head cleared mere centimeters from the floor before she stopped both rotation and current.

“You Rebels are so delightfully stubborn,” she chuckled, dropping the joint and crushing it under her boot. “And your tenacity for a man your age impresses me…but not terribly so.” She came to stand above him, planting a boot on either side of his head. Slowly, she lowered herself into a crouch, grasping the side of the wheel for support, until the old man’s nose was just a breath from her crotch. The old man sputtered, as the musk of her sex mingled with the scent of leather, wafting into his nostrils.

Charly turned her head towards Wayne, and says, “kiss me.”

So Wayne bent his head down, and began kissing his beautiful wife, while thrusting in and out her rich darkness. Slowly Charly began to feel a deep welling inside her, and through their kisses began mewling like a kitten. Wayne’s hand still placed over her breast, massaging her nipple, with Charly’s hand still atop his. Charly broke the kiss and tilted her head back towards her husbands chest, her deep sense of wellness was beginning to spiral out of control, and was beginning to overflow. She began mewling more and more, as Waynes tempo began to exceed levels not even known to man. Within minutes, Charly’s body began to go stiff, and then began to shake, as Wayne was driving himself home inside her. After a few minutes, Wayne went still, and sprung himself inside his darlin’ wife. Their hands still atop Charly’s beautiful breast, his hand massaging her nipple. Charly turned her head and laid a huge kiss upon her handsome husbands lips. Then Charly speaks up and says, “I want to feel you stay inside me, and wrapp me in your arms, it feels like home.”

With that, Wayne complied with his wife’s request. Wrapping her in his strong arms, and leaving himself inside her. But with the feel of Charly’s darkness around him, Wayne was ready to make love again. Charly didn’t have to say anything, she just pushed herself back and forth against him, feeling him fill her up again. With in minutes each spiraled into an explosive orgasm, which left them panting heavily. Wayne finally slipped out of Charly’s rich darkness, and just cradled her in his arms. He then speaks up and says, “you are my everything, my world, I love you.”

Charly turned in Waynes arms, facing him, she then reached up and kissed him upon his mouth. Then says, “I love you too my handsome husband, you’re everything, my world, for the rest of our lives.”

She then turned again in Wayne’s arms, and leaned herself against him, with her head upon his bare, broad chest. Wayne took the opportunity to set the alarm on his watch for 3 P.M. Enough time for them to shower, and for Charly to do her hair and make-up, before Ben arrived with the bus. Charly and Wayne laid there on the couch, for what seemed like hours, with Wayne holding his dear wife. Her head resting upon his chest, her posterior resting against him. Wayne arched his head enough to see that his darlin’ wife had fallen asleep, with a smile upon her pretty face. She looked so happy and so content. He then kissed her upon her forehead. This time Charly just stirred in her handsome husbands arms, and went back to sleep. Wayne finally drifted off for an hour or so, when his alarm on his watch went off. Reminding him that they had to each shower and get ready before Ben, the bus driver was there to pick them up.

Wayne turned off the alarm on his watch, Charly was still asleep. Wayne kissed her forehead and softly called her name. It took a few minutes for Charly to completely wake herself up.

Wayne says, “have a good sleep?”

Charly just blushed, and said, “I haven’t slept like that in years, I love and appreciate you very much, Wayne.” Then laid a deep kiss on his lips.

Wayne says, “let’s not start again, we might never get our showers done, and be ready when Ben gets here.”

Charly readily agreed, and got herself up off the couch, finally realizing that she was completely nude. Which Wayne couldn’t ‘keep a good man down,’ before sayin’, “I think I better take a cold shower.”

Charly laughed, and said, “good, all the more hot water for me.” Laughing again, as she ran herself upstairs, with Wayne following her.

Charly speaks up and says, “Wayne, I need to take my shower.”

Wayne grabbed his wife and laid a deep kiss on her tender lips then let her go. Charly a little light on her feet after the kiss, leaned herself against the wall for a second. “Wow, you’re gonna really wear me out, big boy,” she says.

Wayne just smiled. When Charly was able to compose herself she headed into the bathroom, grabbing a couple of towels out of the closet and placing them on the rack, for herself and her hair. She then turned on the water and got the right temperature. Then closed the curtain for a few minutes, letting it steam up. Then headed herself to the sink area and plugged her curling iron Leaving it on the counter. She then went to the towel rack and grabbed the towel she planned on using for her hair, then wrapped her hair in it, as she already washed it that morning.

She pulled back the curtain, and got inside, she then grabbed the soap and began lathering herself up, realizing that she needed to shave, she grabbed her razor off the shelf and began shaving her underarms, then her legs. Then rinsing the razor before putting it back onto the shelf, then rinsing herself clean. Charly turned off the water, then opened the curtain and grabbed the other towel for her beautiful toned body, then drying herself off. She put on her slippers that she had left in the bathroom the night before. Charly then took off the towel on her head, and grabbed her comb and began combing out her long hair. Then using her curling iron to style it. She then applied some make-up to her beautifully sculpted face. Just as she finished applying her make-up she heard the phone ring, but by the time she went to answer the upstairs extension, she heard Wayne say, “hello!” So Charly went into the bedroom to get some cloths on, then adding some shoes and grabbing her purse, and headed downstairs. She placed her purse on the stand by the door, then hollered to Wayne, “who was that on the phone, honey?”

Wayne comes into the foyer where his beautiful wife is standing. And says, “you know, you get more and more beautiful everyday!”

Charly blushed and said, “thank you Wayne, and you my dear, you’re so dog gone outta sight.”

He just smiled then kissed his beautiful Charly Belle. Then said, “oh, that was Wanda, she and your brother Mike are coming to see their famous sister, and watch the game with us when we’re done.” Charly’s face lit up like the sun. Seeing her family wasn’t an option so much these days, which made Charly unhappy, because family is so important to her. But a grueling schedule kept her from doing so. But hearing that she was at least goin’ to see her younger sister and her older brother, made her day!

Wayne smiled at his wife, then kissed her blush colored lips, so tenderly, again, then headed himself upstairs to shower. Charly went and cleaned up the couch. She took the blanket that she and Wayne were using earlier, and held it to her cute little nose, and explored it’s aroma. Which still smelled of their sweet sex, which brought a hint of a smile to her face. She then softly said out loud to herself, “I love you Wayne, forever.”

Charly then went about folding the blanket and placing it upon the back of the chair where hours ago Wayne took the blanket off and covered her up with it. Again she smiled at his complete generosity, and sincerity. Then she placed herself onto the couch after rearranging the pillows, and grabbed the TV remote off the table and switched on the TV, while she waited for Wayne to finish with his shower and styling his hair, and get himself dressed, and for Ben to arrive with the bus. While Wayne was upstairs gettin’ himself ready for the gig and the game. Charly sat on the couch with the remote in her hand and the TV on, but not really watchin’ anything. She was kind of in a daze. She leaned her head back upon the couch cushion and closed her eyes for a minute or two. Before she knew it, she was off to dream land. Dreaming of the earlier events with her husband, and how much she was in love with him. While still asleep, Charly settled herself into the crook of the couch, as if she was still cradled in her handsome husbands arms.

About 45 minutes later, Wayne appeared in the living room. and saw Charly asleep on the couch, and said, “awe, my sweet Tennessee rose.” Then he kissed her forehead.

Charly then stirred in her position, then says, “huh?” Then realizing, she wasn’t dreaming. Then says, “hi there handsome, share the couch with me?”

“Sure thing darlin’, I think we have a few minutes before Ben arrives.”

Charly moves her feet, then pats the couch next to her. Wayne then sits down, and puts his arm around Charly, as she leans her head against his chest. Then she speaks up and says, “I really love what I do, performing in all, but after this afternoon, it made me realize I want to be in your arms forever.”

“Me to, honey,” says Wayne, as he hugs Charly closer to him.

“You make me feel so good, I don’t care if you wear me out, handsome,” she said as she turned in Waynes arms then laid a long lingering kiss upon his lips. Which he readily accepted. As Charly was kissing her handsome husband, she placed her tongue into his mouth, which Wayne readily sucked on. Before things could get a little too far, the doorbell rang. Charly and Wayne broke the kiss, and just looked at each other and laughed, before Charly says, “I’ll get it this time.”

Wayne says, “OK,” as he takes the TV remote and turns off the TV and replaces the remote onto the coffee table in front of the couch. Then he gets up off the couch and heads towards the foyer, where Charly is talking with Ben, her bus driver. She grabs her purse, then says, “you ready honey?”

Wayne speaks up and says “all ready honey.”

Then says, “hi,” to Ben, and shakes his hand, before they all left the house and entered the bus, that Ben had maneuvered into the drive. They didn’t really need to take the bus because of the short distance through Charly’s hometown of Memphis, but bein’ the professional that Charly is, she thought it be best.

Once they settled into the bus, Ben, asks everyone if they were ready to hit the road. Charly asks Wayne if he locked the front door. And he replied, “yes, I did, honey.”

“OK,” said Charly, “we are ready to go,” she continued. Then on that note, Ben started the bus, and headed out of the drive. Even with the short drive through Memphis, Charly felt a little nervous. Playin’ for her hometown in all. But handsome Wayne, reassured her. He grabbed his darlin’ Charly Belle, and held her, and told her that everything was gonna be all right, then he reassured her with a huge kiss upon her beautiful blush colored lips.

Charly then speaks up and says, “you are the most wonderful husband a woman could ever ask for, I love and appreciate you, so much,” as she placed her arms around him, and squeezed him tightly.

Wayne says, “I love you too, Charly Belle.”

Ben, the bus and Charly and Wayne finally arrived at Memphis State college. Home of the Tigers! Ben maneuvered the bus into position, then said, “we’re here.”

Charly and Wayne began to get up and head to the front. Within a minute, Charly realized she had forgotten her purse, so she went back to retrieve it, then exited the bus. Charly invited Ben to watch the game with them after her performance. Which Ben replied, “I’ll be there with bells on. In fact, I’m gonna see your show.”

Charly speaks up and says, “awe, that’s so sweet.”

Charly and Wayne went to find the manager of the Tigers team, to see if they had an extra jersey or two that she and Wayne could borrow for the concert. Luckily, the manager had a few in stock. He gave Charly and Wayne, each an honorary jersey that was there’s to keep. They both shook the mans hand, and said there thank yous. They stood around talking for a few minutes, before everyone had to get into position. The players for the game, and Charly for her performance. There wasn’t much that Charly or Wayne had to do before her concert, except change their shirts. So they both found an empty bathroom, and Changed their shirts. When they were done, Wayne kissed his wife again. Then Charly says, “what was that for, my handsome husband?”

Wayne speaks up and says, “for any nervousness that you still might be harboring.”

Charly just melted in her husband arms, “I do so love you, big boy,” she said.

Then they just exited the bathroom, and headed out of the school. They found Ben again, and asked him if he wouldn’t mind putting their cloths back on the bus. They handed their cloths to Ben, and before they could express their thank you’s, he was off and running back to the bus.

Charly and Wayne met up with Charly’s younger sister Wanda, and her older brother Mike, in the stands. Wanda and Mike both hugged Charly, and shook Wayne’s hand. This was big for Charly, gettin’ to see her family in all. Her mother and dad weren’t there today, but they were at Charly’s last concert cheering their daughter on. And telling everyone that the beautiful woman with the golden voice was their daughter, and that they were so proud of her and her success. After their hello’s with Charly’s family, Charly and Wayne said that after the concert, they would again, join Wanda and Mike in the stands to watch the rest of the game. Wanda says, “I’m so proud of you my sis!”

Mike agreed.

When Charly was younger, long before her career took off, she was sitting in her parents house watching the Country Music Awards on TV. and Charly, just out of the blue says, “That’s gonna be me on that stage in 1981.” Her parents just looked at each other as if to say, ‘yeah, sure.’ Five minutes later, Charly’s brother Mike appeared in the TV room, and said the same thing. And again her parents just looked at each other. Well to their surprise, Charly took that stage in 1982, and won for “Most Promising Female Vocal,” that year and did her parents, her brother and sister, her fans, her record label EPIC (CBS) and her hometown of Memphis proud. So proud that the Memphis State Tigers wanted Charly to sing the National Anthem and do a half time show for them. And obviously through Charly’s management this was all possible.

So after their promises of sitting with Charly’s family, and their hugs goodbye, Wanda and Mike found some seats in the stands and saved two extra for Charly and Wayne. Charly and Wayne found the Manager of the team again, and hung around with him until it was time for Charly to sing the National Anthem, which wouldn’t be long now, as it was almost 7 P.M. The start of the game. The manager got word that it was time to head out to the field, so Charly followed him out to the platform and her Microphone. The Announcer came over the PA. system and introduced her. “Ladies and Gentlemen, fans of the Memphis State Tigers and the East Tennessee State Buccaneers, proudly welcome EPIC (CBS) recording artist Charly McClain, to sing our Nations Anthem. After her applause died down, Charly steps up to the mic and says, “How ya’ll doin?” And after a response to her question, and their ‘I love you’s,’ she hears the start of the Nations Anthem, and begins the song. Which goes off without a hitch. After she was done, the fans gave their applause again, as Charly gave a bow, and then speaks into the mic again, “Go Tigers!” The Tigers fans roared their appreciation, as Charly left the platform to find her husband and the manager, which took no time at all.

They quickly removed the mic and the platform that Charly used. And the announcer again, said “EPIC recording artist, Charly McClain.” And again the crowd gave Charly their appreciation of applause. Charly just smiled at everyone and shook the hands of some fans in the stands nearby.

Meanwhile.. the announcer announced the players of the game, and the game got underway. With Memphis State scoring the first touchdown. 7-0.

Close to the half time, Charly and Wayne were lead to the area where they met Charly’s band. They quickly said their hello’s and gave each other hugs. When the announcer announced, that the game was now in half time and the score was Memphis State 14 and East Tennessee 7, and that the show would be on very shortly. The stage was bein’ wheeled out to the center of the football field with all of Charly’s equipment. The band had come earlier for sound check, and then returned to perform for the fans with Charly.

Charly and her band walked towards the platform stage, in the center of the football field, and took their places, with Charly standing off to the side. The announcer of the game announced Charly again. “Please welcome EPIC (CBS) recording artist, Charly McClain. Again, Charly took the mic and began with, ‘Who’s Cheatin’ Who.’ Which Charly thought it best to start off with a rocker song. A song that went Number one in 1981, with the album of the same name, going number one also. After the song was finished and the crowds applause died down. Charly gave a little speech about how she grew in Memphis, Tennessee. With her Mother and dad, and her older brother Mike and her younger sister Wanda.

“Ya know, family is VERY important to me,” says Charly. “And lately because of my hectic performing schedule I haven’t seen my family as much as I would like. So when my handsome husband told me that my sister and brother were gonna be here today, my heart leapt for joy!. This song goes out to my best friend and sister Wanda, ‘You’re Apart of Me.’” After the song, Charly began to cry. But she continued on with the show. “At this time I’d like to introduce a VERY special person in my life, my handsome husband, Wayne Massey, from ONTL fame.”

Wayne leaps onto the stage and grabs his mic and waves to everyone. Then Charly says, “This song, Wayne and I recorded together, off our ‘When Love Is Right’ LP. it’s called, ‘With Just One Look In Your Eyes.” The crowd gave their applause as the band started the song.

Charly and Wayne held hands and looked into each others eyes as they sang the song. After the song, they took their bows. Then Charly says, “my husband, Wayne Massey everybody.” Again the crowd showed Charly and Wayne their appreciation.

“This next song was recorded by Mickey Gilley and I, in 1983, off the ‘It Takes Believers’ LP. It was also on my ‘Paradise’ LP. The song went number one for us. It’s ‘Paradise Tonight,’ and seein’ as Mickey cannot be here with us today, my husband will assume his duties as my duet partner,” said Charly.

You could hear the laughter ring throughout the fans. The song began without a hitch. Then Charly and Wayne did one more song together which was, ‘You Are My Music You Are My Song.’ A beautiful love ballad for the two. When it was over, Charly reached up and gave her husband a kiss, and said, “I love you,” then turned towards the audience and says, “my husband, Wayne Massey.”

Wayne took his bow, and said his thank yous. And left the stage. Charly says, “this next song is

my all-time favorite song I’ve ever recorded. I always dedicate it to my mother and dad, it’s called, ‘Surround Me With Love.’ The first time I heard it, I thought about them, and as it turned out, they both loved the song.” After the song, Charly began to cry again. Then she says, “I always do that.” Then she says, “I think we have time for a couple more songs. How bout, ‘Sentimental Ol’ You.” then ‘Sleepin’ With The Radio on.’” The crowd again cheered Charly on. After the songs were over with. Charly says, “thank you so very much, for letting me and my husband perform here today. ya’ll been so nice to us. Go Tigers!” She took her bow then left the stage.

But the announcer didn’t let Charly stay off the stage very long, when he said, “Memphis, Tennessee’s own Charly McClain, everyone!.” After the cheering crowd died down, The announcer said How bout one more song from Charly before the second half of the game.” Charly again appeared onto the stage again, and says, “Thank you.” Then sings ‘Radio Heart.’ Then bows again to the audience and waves her good bye and leaves the stage. When Charly and her band cleared the stage, it was cleared off the field, and taken back to its original place where the band could tare down their equipment. Charly personally hugged each and every band member before saying her, thank yous. Charly and Wayne then left to find Wanda and Mike in the stands. When they arrived, Charly noticed that Wanda too, had been crying. Wanda gets up and hugs her sister, and says “I love you, sis!”

Charly says, “I love you too, my sis, and my best friend!.”

They sat down next to Mike and Wayne and watched the rest of the game, which Memphis State won, 28-14, against East Tennessee. With the game over with, Charly and Wayne were ready to leave. So they hugged Wanda and Mike. Charly promised that in the next few days, she would call Wanda. Then she whispered in her sisters ear, that she has a surprise planned for Wayne. And that she would tell her in the next few days. Then she gave her younger sister a huge hug, and again said, “I love you, always.”

“I love you too, and I’m so proud of you, my famous sis,” said Wanda.

Then Charly hugged her older brother Mike, and told him, “I love you!.”

Mike says, “I love you too, my dear sis.”

Then Wayne and Wanda hugged each other, and Wayne and Mike shook hands. Then Wanda and Mike were off. Wayne could see the lonesome look on his beautiful wife’s face, so he put his arm around her and gave her a huge hug. Then told her, “I love you.”

With tears in Charly’s eyes, she says, “I love you too, handsome.” She then wiped her eyes, and they were off.

They headed back to the bus where they were greeted by Ben, the bus driver. Who told Charly that she is awesome! Charly hugged Ben and said, “thank you. I don’t know if I say that often enough, but I’m sayin’ it now. Thank you so much, for everything!”

Ben smiles and says, “my pleasure, Charly.”

Then Charly and Wayne headed to the middle of the bus, where Charly excused herself to the bathroom. Then came back to the couch with Wayne. Just as she was about to put her head on his shoulder, he says, “hold that thought honey, I seem to have the same idea.”

Then he disappeared into the bathroom. When he came out he found Charly sitting on the couch waitin’ for him to return. Once he neared the couch, Charly speaks up and says, “com’ere big boy.” Motioning him to sit on the couch next to her. Which he does. Offering his beautiful wife his arm. Charly places her head on Wayne’s chest, and her arm around him and her feet up behind her on the couch. A short distance later, Ben maneuvered Charly’s bus into her driveway, letting Charly and Wayne off. Charly and Wayne exited the bus and again thanked Ben.

Ben says, “always my pleasure, Charly.”

Charly smiled at Ben, and left with Wayne. Wayne grabs the house key from his pocket, and unlocks the door, ushering Charly inside. When they arrived inside, Charly places her purse on the table next to the door, as Wayne shuts the door behind him. After a few minutes of bein’ in the house, Charly heard something. Something like a meow. She then speaks up, “is that a cat?, we don’t have a cat.”

Wayne says, “hold on, lemmie go check, you stay here a minute.”

“OK,” says Charly, a little concerned.

Wayne appears in the living room. and says, “I’m in here darlin.”

Charly followed Waynes voice, and ended up in the living room where Wayne was standing in front of the couch holding a baby kitten. Charly looked at Wayne with a puzzled look on her face.

Then Wayne said, “this is for you,” as he held the kitten in his hands, out to his darling wife. Charly reached her arms to the baby kitten, and took him in her arms. Then said to Wayne, “why?, how?.”

Wayne says, “well I’ve had him at your mother and dads house for the last 3 days, and while we were at the game today, with Wanda and Mike, your mom dropped him off here, and set everything up for us. The box is in the laundry room, and his bed is obviously over there, and he’s got his dishes in the kitchen, a few toys, and now all he needs is some love.”

“OK,” says Charly, “now ya still haven’t told me why,” she continued.

“Well it is kind of a joke.”

“A joke?,” replied Charly.

“Yes, a joke,” replied Wayne. “When we make love, you mewl like a baby kitten.”

Charly’s face totally blushed. Then Wayne says, “you like him?”

“Well, I don’t know what to say, Wayne.”

“Just give him a name,” said Wayne.

Charly thought for a minute, then says, “his name is Lucky, cause I’m so lucky to have a man like you in my life.”

“And I’m lucky to have you, too honey,” said Wayne.

Wanye grabs Charly’s shoulders and run his hands down her arms, and pulls her close to him and says, “I love you, and I am in love with you, forever, Charly Belle.” He then gives Charly a huge kiss upon her blush colored lips. Charly, then breaks the kiss and says, “make love to me, right here, right now. Meet me on the couch big boy.” As she sat on the couch, and gave the cushion a pat next to her shapely posterior. She set Lucky in her lap for a minute, before he got down and ran off to his little bed in the corner. Wayne just arched an eyebrow, and said, “ya think there is enough room on the couch for us two?”

“We seem to fit together quite nicely this afternoon, honey,” said Charly. As she leaned up on her feet and kissed her handsome husband full on the mouth, and gave him her tongue to suck on, which he excepted.

Wayne stripped himself of his jersey, and Charly of hers. His hands roaming her torso, caressing the sides of her breasts. Which left Charly mewling like a kitten. Wayne speaks up and says, “ya like that huh?”

Charly says, “uh huh!”

And just as she said that, Lucky appeared at their sides, and began mewling. Both Charly and Wayne laughed, and petted the cat on the head. Charly then says, “when we’re upstairs, let’s keep the door closed, huh?”

Wayne just laughed, but then agreed. Charly then reached around her back and unhooked her bra, and tossed it onto the floor. Wayne just groaned, and dove for her. Charly placed her arms around her handsome husband, and Wayne placed his tongue under her nipple and his mouth closed around the top and he began to suck wildly. He then switched breasts, and began sucking again.

Charly ran her fingers through the hair on Wayne’s head, then said, “kiss me, big boy.”

Wayne stooped sucking her breasts and replaced his mouth with his hands, but leaned up and kissed his wife, waving his tongue inside Charly’s mouth for her to suck on. For a few minutes, they sucked on each others tongues. Then kissed once more, before Charly pushed Wayne back down on the couch, and positioned herself upon his flag pole, then letting herself get used to him, she bent down and kissed him upon his lips, with her breasts against his broad chest. Wayne couldn’t take it anymore, he finally began driving himself inside her. He then rolled Charly underneath him, and without missing a beat he continued to thrust inside Charly’s rich darkness. Charly tilted her head back and began mewling like a baby kitten, with Wayne kissing and nipping her neck along the way to her breasts, which he began so suckle again. Bathing and nipping her nipples, then suckling again. Charly tilted her head back further, as her taut body went stiff, and then began to quiver in mini orgasms. Wayne then went stiff inside her rich darkness, and burst forth his seed inside her. Which sent Charly spiraling into ripples of orgasms again. Then upon settling down, they noticed Lucky sitting on the floor beside the couch, looking up at Charly and Wayne. They both laughed and said in unison, “the bedroom door is definitely closed.” Charly then grabbed the blanket off the couch, that they had used earlier, and placed it over her and Wayne, as he got behind her and placed his arms around his beautiful wife. Charly leaned against his chest, before saying, ” I love you, so much.”

Wayne hugged his beautiful wife closer to him, and kissed the side of her cheek, and said, “I love you too sweetness.”

Charly schooched over toward Wayne a little more then patted the couch in front of her chest, and let Lucky, her new kitten sleep there with her and Wayne.

Look for the next chapter in the ‘Charly’ series where Charly decides to surprise Wayne with a new gift.. but it’s actually Charly that gets an even bigger surprise.

Charly says, “ya full sis?” With a little smile on her pretty face.

Wanda says, “most definitely.”

With that, Charly decided that she was full also, and wiped the corners of her mouth, and placed her napkin on her plate. Then motioned for the waitress to bring the check. The waitress thumbed through her pad and found Charly and Wanda’s receipt, and came over and laid it on the table. And said, “there ya go Ms. McClain.”

Charly just smiled at the woman. The woman knew that Charly didn’t really want to be recognized, but took the plunge any way. “I don’t mean to bother you Ms. McClain, but could you sign this for me, it’s for me and my children.”

“Sure,” said Charly, as she kind of laughed at the woman’s forthrightness. Charly signed, ‘To Bobbie Jo and family, thanks and best wishes, Love, Charly McClain.’ And handed the paper back to the waitress. The waitress thanked Charly and said, “your secret is safe with me,” and winked in Charly’s direction.

Charly just smiled her thanks and handed the bill to the waitress with her credit card. Bobbie Jo was off to the cash machine, and took care of Charly’s bill. Then returned with the receipt for Charly to sign. Which she did. The waitress thanked Charly and wished her good luck and happiness. With that, the waitress disappeared behind the counter. And Charly and Wanda got up and put on their coats and headed out to the car. Once there, Charly unlocked the doors, and they got in, strapped their seat belts on. Charly started the car and backed out of the spot she had pulled into, and headed to the dealer to trade in Wayne’s Jag for a new one.

Charly gives Wanda a sheet of paper. Wanda reads it, and says “wow sis, you really did your homework.”

“Well sort of,” said Charly, “I had some help from mother. I gave her the details of what we planned to do, and asked her to research it for me, she did, and sent it to me.”

“Was she excited about our plans?,” said Wanda.

“Yes,” replied Charly. “She thought Wayne would be VERY surprised.

“Oh he will be VERY surprised,” said Wanda.

“I hope so,” said Charly.

And with Charly’s last sentence, they pulled into the dealers. Charly parked and shut the car off, then her and Wanda got out of their seat belts, and out of the car. They both closed their doors, and headed towards the door of the building. They were greeted by a medium sized man. “Hi ladies,” said the man. “I’m Kevin,” he continued.

“Charlotte Massey,” said Charly extending her hand for a firm hand shake with the man. “And this is my sister Wanda McClain.”

Wanda extended her hand, and said “Hello.”

“Hello,” said the man, shaking Wanda’s hand.

“What can I do for you fine ladies, today?,” said Kevin.

“Well I’m looking to trade in that Jaguar out there for a new one, ” replied Charly.

“Okay,” replied Kevin, with a little grin across his face. “Let me get a few things together, and I’ll meet you two ladies outside,” he continued. Then Kevin turned on his heels and gave one of the other salesmen a wink.

Charly and Wanda both said in unison their thank you’s. As Kevin went to retrieve a few papers, Charly and Wanda went outside next to the jaguar they wanted to trade in. As Charly and Wanda stood there waiting for Kevins return, Wanda speaks up and says, “Kevin seemed like a nice man,” and sorta laughed.

‘Yes it seems so,” replied Charly with a laugh of her own. She was a little bit nervous, but wasn’t about to show it.

“OK, ladies, here we are,” said Kevin, as he came out of the door.” I just need to look over the vehicle and then we can go from there,” said Kevin. “Can ya pop the hood,” he continued.

Charly went to the drivers side door and opened it, and popped the hood of the car. Kevin finished the rest. He took a few minutes and looked underneath the hood. Checking the oil, the radiator, a few belts. Then he said, “would you start the car, so I can hear the engine” Charly got inside the car and started the engine. Then Kevin said, “put the lights on, now on high. Now the wipers.” Charly did as she was told. Then Kevin’ said, “OK, shut off the engine.” Then Charly got out of the car and shut the door.

Kevin said, “hmmm.”

Charly gave her sister a look of concern. Wanda gave charly one as well. Then Kevin came over to the drivers side door, and said, “excuse me ma’am.” Charly moved out of Kevins way, as he opened the door and checked the vehicle inside. “Hmmm,” said Kevin, again.

‘Great, I try to be as nice as I can be, and I get a salesman with a corny sense of humor,’ thought Charly.

Then Kevin said, “I don’t know if we can use this car as a trade in, though.”

“What?,” said Charly. “Listen here, you said there is nothing wrong with this car. If I have to, I’ll just go somewhere else. Common Wanda.”

Charly and Wanda started to get into the car, as Kevin’ had a smile upon his face. Which only made Charly madder.

Kevin speaks up and says, “I’m only kidding ladies. Don’t take it so seriously, it’s just my sense of humor. I mean, you’re a very pretty lady, and I’m a bit old fashioned, and…”

Charly speaks up and says, ” let’s see here, you thought that seein’ as I’m a lady, I don’t know much about cars. Right?”

“Well..,” said Kevin.

“Listen Kevin,” said Charly, that is not a good way to sell a car to a customer. I may be a woman, but I do know a few things about cars. For instance I know I can get a good trade on this here car, just about anywhere, and I’m prepared to do so. Unless you start treating me with no funny business.”

“OK, OK, I’m sorry ladies, may we proceed?” As he held out his hand towards the door of the building.

Reluctantly, Charly and Wanda followed Kevin into his office. Kevin looked at the other salesman with a grim look on his face. The other salesman, showed no expression.

Kevin entered his office and motioned for Charly and Wanda to sit in the chairs opposite his desk.

Kevin asked Charly what she was interested in buying. When she said that she was interested in buying the New Jaguar XKO7, the salesman’s face changed completely. So did his reaction when Charly rattled off the information, her mother had researched and sent to her. So as Charly was going on and on about what she wanted, Kevin sat there, with an astonished look upon his face. That Charly knew so much about the car she was interested in buying.

Then Kevin said to Charly, “I think we got off on the wrong foot ladies. May we start over with a clean slate?”

Charly looked at Wanda, and then they both looked at Kevin, and said, “yes, that would be greatly appreciated.”

Kevin said, “OK ladies, would you come with me please, we have just what you’re looking for.”

Charly said, “great!,” as she and Wanda followed Kevin, out of the store. Where just a few feet away, they came upon the Jaguar XKO7. Three of them to be exact.

“Take a look at all three of them,” said Kevin. “And see if they are to your liking. Then we can go inside and work out the details,” he continued.

So Charly and Wanda looked over all three cars. And both looked at each other, as they read the papers attached to the windows. Then Charly speaks up and says, “I think I like this one,” as she was pointing to the one in the middle.

“Great Choice, Charlotte,” said Kevin.

So Kevin motioned for Charly and Wanda to head towards the door of the store. Then all three of them went inside to Kevin’s office. Kevin then sat in his chair, while Charly and Wanda sat in the chairs across from him. Kevin was looking over some papers. He then reached inside his desk and found a few more that he needed to have Charly fill out.

They worked out the details, then Charly signed her name on the dotted line. Then after the deal was done, and all the papers were filled out. Charly told the man that she would like the car delivered to her house no later than 4 P.M. Then the dealer could haul Wayne’s old Jaguar away. Kevin finally agreed. They shook Kevins hand, and then left the building.

As Charly and Wanda were getting into the car, Charly speaks up and says, “that man sure could use a better personality.”

“I agree,” said Wanda. “But you really set him straight there, sis,” she continued.

“Well, I just don’t think that it’s right for people like him to go about doin’ business that way. I mean, just cause I’m a woman, doesn’t mean I’m and idiot,” said Charly.

“You’re right,” said Wanda.

They had a few hours before Charly and Wanda had to get onto the freeway to get home. So they opted for a quick tour of the mall to check out the sales. As per usual, Charly was greeted by some fans. During breakfast Charly just wanted quiet time, but by the afternoon, she was more awake and alert, and didn’t mind a few autographs for some fans. So Charly quickly signed her “Best wishes, Love, Charly McClain,” to every piece of paper that was handed to her. Then she excused herself and her younger sister Wanda. And they went on to one more shop before they had to get into the car and head down the highway and back to Charly’s house. They each bought a few things which they then carried to Wayne’s car, and placed them into the trunk. Charly and Wanda then got into the car and strapped themselves into their seat belts. Charly then placed the key into the ignition, and placed her foot on the break and the car into reverse. She then looked back in both directions at least twice, before backing out of the parking spot. Then headed out of the mall and down the freeway, and home. Once home, Charly parked in the turnaround, then shut the car off. Charly and Wanda both undid their seat belts, and got out of the car. Charly headed to the trunk and got out their packages, handing Wanda hers, then getting her own. She then shut the trunk. Charly walked with her sister towards her car, then waited for her to put her packages in. Wanda finished placing her packages in her car and turned around to her famous sister and said, “Thank you so much honey, I always love hangin’ out with you. But I have a few things I need to do at home, I’ll call ya later and see how things went.” Then she hugged Charly.

Charly said, “that’s OK, I have a few things I need to get done before the dealer gets here with the new car. I love you so much, my dear sister, my best friend.” Then she hugged her. With that, Wanda got into her car and strapped her seat belt on, and started the car. Charly went to the drivers side window as Wanda put the window down. Charly says, “be careful sis.”

“I will said Wanda,” as she put the window up again. Charly grabbed her packages and went into the house, and set them down in front of the table next to the door. Once inside, Charly was greeted by Lucky, her kitten. Who rubbed up against her leg. She then bent down and petted the cat on his head, before heading to the basement and found an empty box. Then went up stairs again, this time she went outside to the turnaround and opened Wayne’s Jag and carefully emptied out the few things inside. She carefully took out the CD’s in the CD machine. Charly blushed when she found that at least three of the CD’s were her own. Then a new one that he must have bought while in town one day, and a couple of others, Blackhawk and Tammy Wynette.

Tammy Wynette, she thought. Tammy was one of Charly’s influences when she was growin’ up. ‘Nothin’ like a good country sad song, eh Tam?’ she thought. Then she cleared out the rest of the car, going over it with a fine tooth come making sure that she didn’t forget anything, before going back into the house. Once Charly was inside the house, she put the box on the floor, glancing at her watch as she picked her packages up. She then went upstairs to the bedroom and placed the cloths on some hangers, feeling like Minnie Pearl, leaving the tags on. But she figured she would take them off when she was ready to wear them.

It was now 3 P.M., and Charly had an hour before the dealer came with Wayne’s new Jag. So Charly went down stairs and grabbed a bottled water from the refrigerator, and the portable phone from the kitchen, and went into the living room and sat on the couch. She turned the phone on, and dialed the number, and when the person answered she said, “Hello Mother.”

“Well hello, my dear,” said Virginia. “how’s that handsome son-in-law of mine?, she continues.

“Oh, he’s been great, in fact that’s why I called you. I wanted to thank you for gettin’ the information for the car off the Internet for me,” said Charly.

“It was no problem at all,” said her mother.

“I’ve just been so busy lately. I took Wanda with me today, we got a bite to eat at the diner, then went to the dealer. Then we had a few hours before I had to be home for them to deliver the car, so we went to the mall.”

“How did the car shopping go?, said Virginia.

“The salesman was a complete jerk. He actually thought that seein’ as I am a woman, that I don’t know nothin’ about cars. But I gave him a piece of my mind, and that seemed to calm him down,” said Charly.

“That’s my daughter,” said Virginia.

Charly and her mother just laughed. Then Charly says, “oh by the way, thanks.”

“Thanks?, said her mother.

“Yes, thanks.”

“For what darling?,” replied her mother.

“For Lucky the cat,” said Charly.

Laughing out loud, her mother said “yeah, Wayne asked me and your dad to keep him here for a few days, until it was the right time to give it to you,” continued her mother.

“My face was completely red, cus I was so embarrassed as to why he gave it to me,” said Charly.

“Yeah, he told me,” said Virginia.

“Oh he did, did he?, said Charly. “Now I’m really embarrassed,” she continued.

Not knowing what to say, and a little embarrassed, Virginia says, “Those things happen, dear.”

Almost as if Lucky knew he as bein’ talked about, he appeared at Charly’s side, then decide to jump into her lap, startling Charly.

“Speak of the little devil, he just startled me,” said Charly.

“Oh no,” said her mother.

“Oh, I’m all right. I should be used to it by now,” Charly said, as she laughed out loud.

With that, the doorbell rang. Which startled Lucky. Enough to jump off Charly’s lap and hide in the corner.

Charly says, “Oh, I got to go mother, I’ll talk to ya later, someones at the door.”

“OK, ” said her mother. “I love you,” she continued.

“Love you too mother,” said Charly, as she hung up the phone, then got off the couch and went to the door.

Charly didn’t know what time it was, so she glanced at her watch. Then she peaked through the key hole, and saw a man standing there. Knowing it must be the delivery man, delivering Wayne’s new Jag. She was so excited. She burst open the door, and said a cheerful, “hello?”

The delivery man said, “howdy ma’am. Are you, as he looked down at his clip board, then glanced up in Charly’s direction, and said Charlotte Massey?”

“That’s me,” said Charly.

“I’M here to deliver the car you ordered. Where would you like it?, he continued.

“I’ll show you,” said Charly, as she opened the door to exit her house.

The delivery man moved backwards, to let Charly come out of her house.

She motioned the direction of where she wanted the Car. The delivery man said, “OK. then you need the other one hauled away?,” he continued.

“Yes, it’s a trade in, so it needs to go back to the dealer,” said Charly.

“OK,” said the delivery man. “Sign your name right here on the dotted line,” said the man.

Charly took the man’s pen, and signed Charlotte Massey on the dotted line.

The delivery man said, “thank you Ms. Massey.”

“Mrs.,” said Charly.

The delivery man nodded in Charly’s direction then said, “sorry.”

“Is all right,” said Charly. “Oh, here’s the key’s to the old Jag,” she said, handing them to the delivery man.

“Oh. thank you said the man. When I’m done, I’ll come back with the set of keys to the new car,” he continued.

“That’ll be fine,” said Charly.

The man turned around and headed back to his truck with his clip board. Opened the door and hopped in, started the truck and got it maneuvered into the spot, then pulled forward, then lifted the back of the truck into the air, and got out of the truck, and went to the back and unhooked the chains from the new car, and eased it down the ramp into the parking spot that Charly had said for him to.

He then got into the truck and pulled it forward, hit the break and came to a complete stop, then got out and went to start Wayne’s old Jag. He got in, started the car and pulled it forward, and up the ramp, then hooked the chains to the car. He then went to the front of the truck and opened the door and hit the button so that the ramp would lay flat. Once that was done, the delivery man went back to the porch where Charly was standing, and said, “there you are ma’am.” And then handed her the keys to the new car.

“Thank you so much,” replied Charly, taking the keys from the man.

“You are welcome, ma’am,” said the delivery man. The man then left to his truck and headed out of the driveway. Charly went to the new car and opened the door, and looked inside. She sat in the front seat, familiarizing herself with the car, as this was the new Jaguar XK07, not the older model, she was used to. Charly was trying to hold back her excitement, but that seemed hard to do, with a complete smile across her beautiful face. Just as Charly looked up, she saw Wayne pulling into the driveway. Her heart skipped a beat at her excitement and hopefully Waynes. As Wayne pulled into the turnaround, he noticed Charly outside by the car. So he shut Charly’s pick up truck off. Then gathered his things, opened the door, got out and closed it. Then headed over to where Charly was standing. Wayne greeted his beautiful wife with a huge hug and a kiss so deep that Charly felt it down to her feet. Then he broke the kiss, to which Charly sighed her disapproval. Wayne just smiled. Then said, “How was your day, honey?”

“It was good,” she replied. I went to breakfast with Wanda, then we went somewhere else, then we went to the mall. Then we came back here, she left to go home and do some errands. I did a few around here, then I called mother to talk for a while.”

“Wow sounds like you had a VERY busy day,” said Wayne.

Charly just moved out of the way of the car, so Wayne could get a god look at her surprise. It had a huge red bow hanging from the front mirror. That Charly had placed while she was inside familiarizing herself with Wayne’s new toy.

Wayne’s face lit up like the fourth of July. As he said, “I thought something was up between you and Wanda last night. Then you wanted me to take your pick up, this morning. Wayne said with excitement. He then gave his darlin’ Charly Belle another huge hug.

Charly speaks up and says, ” you like it honey?”

“Honey, I love it!,” said Wayne.

Charly felt her heart warm, as she said you should see this thing. I have the sheet that I asked mother to print out for me the other day.

“I got a VERY good deal on this Wayne,” said Charly.

Wayne smiled at his beautiful wife, and gave her a hug, and said “I love you so much.”

Then Charly leaned up on her toes and kissed Wayne on his mouth. She then broke the kiss and said, “the salesman was a complete jerk though. He actually thought that seein’ as I’m a woman, that I didn’t know anything about cars. Can ya believe it?” Wayne just kind of laughed.

Then Charly said, “but I gave him a piece of my mind.”

Wayne hugged his wife and said, “that’s my Charly Belle.”

“Get inside and check it out honey,” said Charly.

Wayne had this mischievous grin on his face, and an arched eyebrow look, and said, “why don’t we check this thing out together, honey?”

Charly got into the front seat, so they could examine the car. Wayne speaks up and says, “that’s not what I had in mind, honey.”

Wayne got into the back seat, and motioned for Charly to join him, which she did. Once Charly was in the back seat, he gently pushed Charly against the seat and began kissing her beautiful blushed lips. He then placed his hand on Charly’s arms and ran them downward, Charly reached up and placed her arms around Wayne’s neck, neither one of them missing a beat, in their kissing one another. Then Wayne started to undo Charly’s blouse, then grabbing her breast, and then taking his hands down her arms again and removed her blouse. He then took the straps of her bra down her arms. With that, Charly reached around her back and undid the whole thing, and let it fall in her lap. Wayne kissed his beautiful wife again, and took his hand and massaged her breast again, before breaking the kiss and devouring her newly erect nipple into his mouth. Charly mewled like a kitten, as Wayne was Sucking hungrily at her breast, like a hungry child. Wayne switched breasts, and began sucking hungrily again. Charly placed her hands atop the back of Wayne’s head, bringing him closer to her.

Wayne then stopped sucking her breast, and looked up at his beautiful wife, and smiled. Charly smiled in return. Taking her hands to his shirt, and pulling it upward, as he had it tucked in his pants. She then set about undoing the buttons on his shirt. Then taking her hands to his broad shoulders and then down his muscled arms. Wayne finally removed it completely. Then Charly set about undoing the fly on Wanye’s jeans. Charly just laughed as he was trying to hurry out of them. But she was sure glad when he finally wrangled himself out of his jeans and put them on the floor. She then got bolder and placed her hand on him, and said, “what’s this big boy, hmmm?” Then pulled at the waist band of his boxers. Wayne just wrangles out of them quickly. Then he says, “hey, get out of those tight fittin’ jeans, woman,” with a devilish grin on his face.

Charly says, “oh, these tight fittin’ jeans?” pointing to her jeans.

“Yes, those tight fittin’ jeans,” Wayne said again.

They both reached for the button fly on Charly’s jeans. Both laughing at their hurried process. They finally get them undone, and then Charly finally got them off, along with her panties. Then Wayne got bold and placed his hand between her legs and said, “what’s this, hmm?” As he pulled his hand away. Charly just blushed. Wayne grabbed her breast again, and leaned in and kissed her on her blushed colored lips. Then traveling his kisses to her ear lobes, his tongue playing about her earring post. He then traveled his kisses to her neck. Charly tilted her head back and began mewling like a kitten again. Then traveling his kisses to her breast, he kissed each erect nipple, sucking briefly at each one. He then took his kisses further down her lovely torso, to her belly button. Then Charly speaks up and says, “give me some of that lovin’ honey,” as she grabbed him, then let go.

Wayne was clearly hopin’ that she wouldn’t let go. But he did as his beautiful wife instructed. Charly slouched back in her seat, just in time for Wayne to enter her. He then pulls himself out again, ready to enter once again. Charly says, “quit teasin’ me, ya big hunk of a man you.”

So Wayne quit teasin’, his darlin’ Charly Belle. And began thrusting inside her. Charly then wrapped her legs around Wayne, bringing her closer to him. Within minutes, Charly and Wayne both exploded into orgasm. Charly began to mewl like the kitten she always does. Even though they both orgasmed, basically at the same time, Wayne kept on thrusting inside his beautiful wife. Which made Charly begin to feel another deep sense of welling inside her. With that, her taut body began to writhe again. And in minutes she orgasmed, almost making her pass out. Wayne pulled out of Charly and grabbed her shoulders bringing her closer to him. Holding her. Wayne just wrapped his beautiful wife in his arms. Charly finally began to familiarize herself with her surroundings. Then she shook her head, and said, “wow!, And how was your day darlin?.”

“With you, it just keeps gettin’ better and better. I love you so much, Charly belle,” replied Wayne.

“I love you too, honey,” said Charly and with that, she placed her arm around her handsome husband, and fell asleep.

Look for the next Chapter in the ‘Charly’ series, entitled “Happy Birthday Darlin’.”

As soon as the elevator doors closed, it was on again. They took turns pushing the other’s back against the mirrored walls of elevator car, kissing each other all over their faces and necks. Out onto Natalie’s floor and down the hall they continued. It took all of Natalie’s concentration and will to stop long enough to retrieve her keys and open the door.

“Hey Nat. What say we start up a fire?”

“I thought we already did,” came the return as her friend nibbled on her neck.

“No, that’s not what . . . oh God . . . that’s not what I meant. The fireplace . . .”

“Oh, yeah.” With one last grope, Natalie broke away, flinging her vest onto the chair, then grabbed some kindling and newspaper from around the side of fireplace, and proceeded to arrange it all in the appropriate location. Christina was enjoying the view as Natalie kneeled on the floor and tried to get the lit match under the newspaper. Her perfect ass well displayed by her body suit and her position. Christina grabbed some blankets from off the sofa and tossed them on the ground behind the other girl. She quickly removed her clothing, then kneeled behind her friend just as she got the fire going. As Natalie straightened herself up, her back came into contact with Christina’s breasts, and she almost cooed.

“Miss me?” asked Christina.

“Oh yeah.”

Christina leaned back and located the zipper to Natalie’s body suit, slowly unzipping it like a child opening a Christmas present that is too good to be true. Natalie pulled the sleeves forward until her arms were free and the top of the suit fell to around her waist. Christina wrapped her arms all the way around and started fondling Natalie’s small breasts while pushing her own substantial chest into the broadest section of Nat’s back.

“God Chris! Your tits are so hot!”

“Speaking of hot . . .” Christina slid her hand down past the waistline of Nat’s suit. Natalie had apparently forgotten to wear underwear, which made Christina’s life slightly simpler. She traced around the edges of Natalie’s mound with one finger, then the pussy lips, and finally inserting one finger in as far as she could. “Nat, I’ve never fucked a girl before, so you might have to tell me what to do.” By now she was whispering in the other girl’s ear. “But I know that this is a little trick that works for me!” With that, she started frigging Natalie’s pussy the way she frigged herself when she masturbated. Apparently being former child stars wasn’t the only thing she and Nat had in common. Her friend responded by moaning and holding Christina’s hand tightly right where it was.

“Don’t stop!”

“I won’t. I won’t until I’ve returned the favor from earlier.”

“Help me get out of the rest my clothes, and I’ll give you a hint on how to live up to that promise.” Natalie leaned over, with Christina leaning too, keeping her hand hard at work. Natalie pressed her face against the blanket so she could reach back with both hands and slide the body suit over her ass and down to her knees.

For a moment, Christina forgot to breathe. Natalie Portman, her long-time friend, was kneeling in front of her, face to the ground and ass in the air, now completely naked, and with the firelight flickering on her perfectly sculptured back. She folded her hands and rested her head on them.

“Christina, I’ve been a very bad girl tonight!”

Christina took the hint. Even the most naïve sole in the world would have known what Natalie was wanting. Christina moved slightly around the side, sticking her left hand under Natalie’s body and continuing to finger-fuck the girl, then she raised her right hand. “SMACK!’ The sound rang out through the apartment as Christina brought the hand down on her friend’s ass. Natalie’s reaction was to raise her head, slightly tilted and her mouth opened in an “O” shape, and to hump her crotch against Christina’s hand.

“So, you’re a naughty girl?” Christina asked as she spanked Natalie’s ass again. “Naughty and nasty!” “SMACK’ “How many times do you think will be enough?” “SMACK’ “I just hope my hand doesn’t get tired before you are completely . . .” “SMACK’ “. . . punished!”

Natalie was biting her lower lip and shoving her ass back a little each time to meet Christina’s hand. “Don’t stop! Please!”

“Why not? “SMACK’ “What’ll happen if . . .” “SMACK’ ” . . . if I keep going?” “SMACK’

“I’ll . . . I’ll . . . Oh FUCK!” Natalie’s small frame was practically shivering. With one more “SMACK’, her fate was sealed. Her tight pussy clenched down on Christina’s fingers and she started to cum. Wave after wave of pure pleasure coursed through her. Finally, sweating and gasping for breath, she collapsed completely on the floor.

Christina rolled her friend over onto the blankets and away from the fire. Natalie’s chest was heaving and glistening, and she had a glazed look on her face. Christina straddled her chest and started tracing her lips with fingers covered in Natalie’s own cum. Natalie began licking those fingers, then started to suck on them. Christina periodically reached back and mopped up a little more of Natalie’s juices so she could feed them to her. Occasionally she would lick some up for herself.

“I don’t taste half bad, do I?”

“Sweet as honey.”

Natalie reached up and started fondling Christina’s breasts. “God, these things are huge! I wish I had tits like this,” she said and gave the nipples a twist.

“Keep that up and you can have them whenever you want.”

“Promise?” Natalie pushed Christina back a little so she could sit up, and started kissing and sucking on those luscious tits. Christina held Natalie’s head somewhat gently as the girls took one nipple between her vacuum-like lips, then moved to the other. After a few minutes, Natalie apparently had another idea.

“Well, we know how I taste. Why don’t we figure out the same about you?”

“Mind if I have seconds in the meantime?”

Natalie smiled and pushed Christina onto her back. She then turned herself around and positioned her legs on either side of Christina’s head and buried her own head in her friend’s well-trimmed pussy. The two girls began licking, kissing and tongue-fucking with great abandon.

“Sweet!” exclaimed Natalie. “We’re going to have to eat in more often!”

Christina would have laughed if her mouth wasn’t hard at work on Natalie’s cunt. She sucked on her pussy lips and flicked her tongue against her clit. She got an idea. She reached around with her hands, and used one of them to pull on one of Natalie’s ass cheeks. She gently touched one finger against Nat’s tight little sphincter. She heard a gasp almost immediately.

“That’s playing dirty!”

“I just had to see what happened.” Christina pulled her finger away.

“I didn’t say stop.”

Score one for Christina. She returned her finger and slowly inserted it into Nat’s ass until the first knuckle disappeared, then began finger fucking her more and more rapidly. She, just for a moment, wish she had a dick or at least a dildo, because she could tell that the tightness that was Natalie’s butt would be a sight to behold. Natalie, meanwhile, stepped up her pussy licking. Either she has done this before, thought Christina, or she was born a natural.

This went on for several more minutes, Christina finger fucking Nat’s ass and licking away at her crotch, while Natalie was working her magic at the other end. Christina suddenly felt Natalie’s finger slip insider her ass while another slipped in her cunt.

“Turn about is fair play!”

Christina paused briefly to revel in the feelings Natalie’s fingers were giving her, then returned to the business at hand. She felt Natalie slide a second finger into both her ass and her pussy, and Natalie was working her tongue exclusively on Christina’s clit. Christina felt a pressure welling up deep with in her. But she had another idea in mind. She released her grip on Nat’s ass cheek with a finger still buried deep inside her ass, raised her now-free hand back and laid one more “SMACK’ on the girls already reddened ass. Natalie gasped, and Christina saw her hips start to quiver. Christina stopped trying to contain her own orgasm, and all at once, both girls erupted onto the other’s face.

It was almost too much for either of them, but they managed to lick up most of each other’s cum. The two girls disentangled from each other long enough to collapse together on one of the couches. Natalie was towards the back, and she wrapped her arms around her friend, kissing her gently on the ear and tracing the contours of her breasts and side with one finger. For her part, Christina was exhausted. She had a lot to think about, but not enough energy to do so.

“Regrets?” came Natalie’s voice from behind her.

“Only that we haven’t tried this before. Don’t get me wrong, I like guys. But what we just did . . . well, it didn’t exactly feel wrong.”

“Actually, I thought it felt pretty damn good.”

“Yeah, . . .yeah it did.” Christina glanced over her shoulder and looked at Natalie’s glowing face. “So, are you going to try and make your flight . . .” Christina had a look of mischief on her face that matched the one Natalie had worn earlier, “. . . or did you want to go dancing again tonight?”

Natalie actually blushed, but was still smiling. “I’ll call my agent later. Tell him I’ve got some things to take care of here.” She yawned. “I’ll call him later,” she said as she nestled her head into Christina’s hair. “Much later.”

The two girls just lay on the couch together, staring at the fire until they drifted off to sleep.

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The end . . .

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