Chapter 26

Fuck, fuck, fuck a big fucking rubber duck.  Why did he ever think, he could run his own life at fifty five?  As long as he was a lead singer in a rock and roll band, his mom would try to run his life.  It was a joke when the band was young and his mom ran the fan club, but she was retired from there.  He was old enough to be in a relationship with a woman and she has nothing to say about it. 

“We’re having Thanksgiving with the O’Sullivan’s this year, Mom.”  He got it out without taking a breath. “Colleen invited us, and I think the kids would enjoy being with a large family.”

“Jon, you have a large family, the kids need to be with family.”  His mother was trying push all his buttons.  “This is the first year after their mother died, we can ask Dorothea’s family.”

“Mom, they have plans.”  Jon knew his in-laws kept in touch with the kids, but not as much with him.  Even though they never said it out loud, he felt they blamed him for their Dorothea's death.

“Well, your father and I were invited by Culan, to join the festivities. Matt and his family will need a place to eat, so we won’t be going.”  Jon knew what his mother was getting at, he just wasn’t going to let her get to him.   

“It’s your decision mom”, I have to get a shower and hit the road mom, have a great Thanksgiving.”  He hung up, he would hear about it later.

“Oooh, she’s going to call back and you lied to your mother.”  Stephanie said from leaning on the door frame.

“Yeah I did, so let’s get out of here and get on the road.” Jon laughed.  “Boys, let’s go, the car will be here in twenty minutes.”  Jon yelled up the stairs.  He took the stairs two at a time, his go bag was in the closet.  He had plans for this afternoon, he had a song lyric in his head and he needed to get it written down, before it got lost.

Taking the chopper to the Hamptons, they missed all the holiday traffic, his driver knew the backway to the house.  He pulled out his iPad and tapped away, as the scenery went by.

Colleen hit all the holiday traffic heading to the island.  Driving out to the Hamptons was enough on the weekend, but on a holiday, it was worse.  Bumper to bumper, move an inch, stop for thirty.  Her cell started to ring, she tapped her ear piece. One day she would get a car with Bluetooth.

“Hi” She moved another inch.

“Hey, where are you?”  Jon asked her.  He had ridden by the bar and her car wasn’t there.

“Sitting in the car, in bumper to bumper traffic.”  Colleen huffed out.  “I have about two miles to the turn off to the bar.”

“I should’ve sent the chopper back for you.”  Jon told her.

“I should’ve blown the meeting, half the staff wasn’t there, but being the new teacher, I had to be there.”  Colleen made the light, barely, she was lucky the police weren’t trying to make their quota today.

“Do you have plans tonight?”  Jon was going to be alone for dinner, all the kids had plans, which had its upside.

“Something standing for about an hour.”  Colleen laughed.  “Once I get to my apartment and unload Bugsy, I’ll need a drink or two.” She maneuvered her Bug closer to the bar.  “Two blocks to go, did you hear if your parents were coming down?”

“Oh God I hope not.”  Jon grumbled.

That made Colleen laugh louder.

They made plans to meet at the bar and go out for drinks and dinner.

Colleen opened the door to her apartment over the bar.  It was near the end of November, but the heat along the coast was hanging on for dear life.  The apartment was stuffy, so, Colleen went around opening windows and putting on the ceiling fans. 

Music trickled up from the bar, Colleen unpacked her bags, and she knew her mother would stack out the fridge and cabinets.  The smell also started slipping in through the windows, on went the air conditioner and down went the windows.

Jon pulled into the parking lot and found the Bug parked next to the outer steps.  He wouldn’t have to go through the bar, as he started up the stairs his phone started to ring.  Checking to see if it was one of his kids, he all but moaned seeing his mother’s name on the screen.  Letting it go to message, he continued to climb to the landing, he’d check it later.  He knocked on the door, and waited, his phone signaled he had a voice message.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck a big rubber duck.”  He mumbled as the door opened.

“It’s only fifteen steps.”  Colleen said with a laugh.

Jon held up his phone to show her the message sender.

“Oh Dayum.”  Colleen rolled her eyes.  “You didn’t tell her, did you?”

Chapter 25

Colleen came slowly awake, stretching, her muscles telling her about the workout they had.  Smiling, remembering the second time they had made love, was slower and more romantic.  She vaguely remembered him leaving, it had to be around five.  He had taken a quick shower, had to get home before the boys got up.

They had talked a little bit, after the second time.  He was clean, had a vasectomy after Romeo.  She told him she was clean, that if you took her ex boyfriend’s point of view, she had gone through the change early.  He said it made her such a bitch, it was get out of the relationship, or get arrested for abuse.  She had laughed it off with Jon, but it still hurt.  They were engaged, or so she thought, he had married two month after their split.  She didn’t tell Jon about that. 

Looking at the clock, she had three hours to get to the school, then heading to the island.  She needed to remind her family about their guest coming for Thanksgiving lunch, knowing her mom the questions would be not as bad.  Her dad and brother, it would be the Spanish Inquisition all over again. The fact that her dad and Mr. Bongiovi were golf buddies, Jon better tell his mother, soon.

Jon called for the pickup before the shower, which he would have to redo when he got home, he smelled like a spicy flower garden. If he stayed at her place again, which after last night was going to be often, he would replace her bed and add his own body wash to the bathroom.  Did they make a canopy king size bed?  Hell would a king fit in her bedroom?  

As he came into the townhouse his daughter sat up on the sofa.

“Well don’t you smell good?”  Stephanie grinned at him.

“I didn’t see anything else to shower with.”  He rolled his eyes.  “Did the boys say anything about me not being home?”

Heading up the stairs, Stephanie following him, he started taking off his shirt as he walked into his bedroom.

“They knew, seemed okay with it.  We packed their electronics last night, I know when you wanted to get on the road today.”  Stephanie sat on the bed, while Jon headed to the shower. “Jesse will be meeting us at the house.  By the way Grandmother called.”

Jon was waiting on the water to warm up, the small bruise on his shoulder caught his attention in the mirror.  She marked me as hers. Jon smiled to himself, fully knowing she was equally marked.

“What did you tell her?”  Jon stepped in the shower.

Stephanie came to lean on the bathroom door.

“I told her you would call her later.”  She laughed.  “You are going to call her aren’t you?”

Jon leaned on the shower wall, letting the water wash, Colleen’s body wash off his body.  Laughing he remembered Colleen asked him the same question.  Granted he was going to wait till they were on the island, before he called his mother.  Guess that plan was out the window, since she called him. Then it hit him, when did his controlling mother call?

“When did she call Steph?”  Jon lathered his hair and waited almost holding his breath.

“This morning, I told her you were out running, that would give you time to shower if you needed it.”  Stephanie waited for him to get out of the shower.

“Fuck” He leaned his head on the shower wall. It didn’t help that Stephanie heard him and busted out laughing.  Turning the water to cold that gave him an excuse to cuss again.

Getting dressed he went down to the kitchen, he needed breakfast, the snacks from the dance had worn off a long time ago.  Romeo and Jake were eating cereal when he walked in.

“Morning, you two ready to go when your sister gets her shower?”  Jon grabbed a bowl to join them in a bowl of cereal.  Grabbing the healthiest box on the table he filled it and added milk.

“Yep, all set.” Romeo said between mouthfuls.

“You call Grandmother?”  Jake asked, pushing his empty bowl away.

“I will.”  Jon took a bite of cereal.  He looked up and noticed Jake looking at him which much interest.  Suddenly the cereal tasted sour.    Getting up he grabbed a pod and popped it in the Keurig and waited.   Getting the silent treatment, he decided to bite the bullet and call his mom.  She answered on the second ring, what was she doing, sitting on her cell?

“How was your run?”  Mrs. Bongiovi asked.

Just like his mom, no hello.

“It was good, got out before the paps this morning.”  He lied.  He hadn’t seen anyone lurking outside, but anything was possible with a long enough lens.

“I was trying to see how big a turkey we would order this year, it’s just you and the kids, right?”  His mother asked.  Then there was a long pause.  “Or are you taking the kids to have Thanksgiving with the O’Sullivans?”

Chapter 24 finally short but it works

 Picking up his pants. Jon followed behind her into the bedroom. The room was bathed in the soft glow lamps beside the bed, giving it a romantic vibe to the room.  Taking in the antique canopy double bed, which added to the romance of the room Jon smiled..

Colleen was going with the vibe she was getting from Jon.  She slowed as they made it to the bed. Turing to face him, the back of her knees hit the mattress. She released his hands and slid up his shirt sleeves with her fingers to the neck at his collar.  Slowly she started to up button his shirt.  Slowly slipping each button out of the hole, looking up through her lashes at his dark blue eyes.

As she was unbuttoning his shirt, his fingers were removing the hooks from her corset.  Soon all she was standing in were the little lacy thong that was not going to stay on for long. He knew this wasn’t going to be a long or romantic, but quick and rough, they’d been waiting for this moment the past few nights.

Shrugging out of his shirt and letting it fall to the floor, he lifted her and sat her onto the side of the bed. Stepping between her legs, placing his hands one either side of her hips, he leaned in to capture her lips.  It had been so long since he had made love that this was going to be over with fast.

As he moved down her neck to her pebbled nipples, Colleen let her head drop back.  She always thought he had a perfectly sexy mouth, but what he was doing to her breast, well that took her breath away.   As he moved from one breast to the other and then even lower, his calloused fingers found that spot it had taken her a year with her vibrator to find.  She rewarded that find, with a moan that lifted her hips from the mattress. She wasn’t going to last long if he kept that up. 

The sounds of her moans were just about to set him off.  In the back of his mind he remember the condom in his wallet, if it hasn’t turned to dust, from years of nonuse. His dick was about to explode, he pulled her hips to the edge of the bed, to hell with the condom.

Colleen’s legs wrapped around his hips, drawing him in deeper.  Her breath mingled with his filled the room, the bed squeaked with every thrust of his hips.  Colleen drank in the blue of his eyes, transitioning from cerulean blue to the deepest blueish black.  His face showed the control that held his body in check as to not ravish her body with the force of near rape.  The only words spoken in the between the two was their names in raw voices.  “I, Oh Jon, I oh.”  She arched neck and rolled her head, “Fuck me, fuck me now” Jon’s body did as she asked till he was going to explode, his body tensed and his hips pistoned like a race car’s engine at the Indy 500. Colleen screamed and Jon bellowed like a bull, they came as one, the room felt moist with the heat that radiated off their bodies.  Jon pulled her into his arms, gently moving then both on to the snug double bed, pulling the covers over their sweat drenched bodies.  Sleep overtook them.

Oops

My laptop keyboard died last night. Bare with me as I get a new keyboard or laptop.

Chapter 23

Jon, smiled when Colleen didn’t ask why he sent the driver away.  That was a by the ballsy move on his part, thinking they were on the same page.  He handed her the roses and took her key to open the door.

Colleen took a deep breath, breathing in the sweet scent of the flowers.  The dance had been a success, Jon and the rest of the parents, did a great job of keeping the kids from getting into trouble.  She was proud to be his date for the night.  She handed him her key and stood back to wait for him to open her door.

Jon took the key, noticing the chairs on the porch.  “It’s such a nice night,” He walked her to the patio set and sat down, pulling her down beside him.  “Unless you’re too tired?”

Colleen placed the roses on the small table beside the chair and let him pulled her down, never letting go of hand.  The weather was still warm, the crickets spoke back and forth, as the leaves rustled in the slight breeze.

“No, I’m not tired.”  Colleen said as she gazed into his eyes.

“When are you heading back home?” He asked as his thumb made lazy circles on top of her hand.

“I guess I’ll leave right after my meeting on Monday.  My Mom and Pop, can’t wait to meet you and your kids.”  Colleen answered as she breathed in the scent of his cologne, she gave him a knowing look, “You did tell your mom that you’re coming to the Hamptons for Thanksgiving?”

“Not yet,” Jon said sheepishly.

“You’re not waiting till the day before to tell her, are you?”  Colleen asked trying not to laugh.

Jon dropped his head and cut his eyes toward her.

“You were going to wait till it was too late, for her to do anything!” Colleen laughed. 

Jon joined her in her laughter.  He had thought of waiting till he walked into the bar, to call her.

Seemed their laughter woke up the neighbors, who yelled at them to keep it down.

“Maybe we should take this inside.”  Jon told her as he got up and helped her up.  Unlocking the door he let her go in ahead of him to turn on the lights. Jon followed her into the room, after picking up the flowers and placing them on the sofa table. Colleen took the keys and put them in her purse, she felt Jon stepping up behind her and put his hands on her shoulders, the soft feel on the silky material of her dress off her shoulders. Lowering his head a touched his lips to the bare skin of her shoulder, lifting her hair off the nape of her neck, nipping along her shoulder blades. He could feel her shiver under his lips. Smiling he turned her to face him, he pulling her close, it had been so long, and he missed the closeness of a relationship.

Colleen went willingly into his arms.  She knew tonight was going to be special for them.  They had gotten closer and closer over the past few weeks, and the late night phone calls, were getting hotter. Her arms went up and around his waist, pulling the shirt tail out of the back of his pants. Slowly she worked her way around his waist, untucking his shirt as her fingers ran along his warm skin. Once she got the shirt out of his pants, her hands touched warm leather and a cool metal buckle, that belt had to go. 

Jon was completely engrossed in kissing her neck, he felt her move back, her hands reaching for his belt, the tails of his shirt out of the way. Pausing in his intent of removing her the dress.  He barely noticed she pulled the belt open and tugged zipper down slowly.  Once its trip finished, she pushed his pants down off his hips, letting then dropped to the floor.  Jon watched her face flush a little, as he reached for her shoulders and turned her around.  Once this done he saw the zipper that wouldn’t let the straps of her dress go down.  Smiling he worked the zipper down and pushed her dress off, where it fluttered and pooled at her feet.  If he thought she was beautiful in the dress, what she wore under the dress, took his breath away.

Colleen stepped out of the dress and turned to face Jon, the look on his face, made purchasing the bustier corset worth the money.

“Wow, you look beautiful,” Jon whispered.  Did he say that out loud?

“Do you like it?”  Colleen asked as she stepped out of the pooled dress.

“Ah,” He swallowed, this was going to be over with before it got started good, it had been too long.  “Like, love, lust all work for how you look in that.”

“Then it was well worth the money.”  She reached her hand out and took his.  She started to walk toward her bedroom, leading him along.

Jon followed behind her toward the bedroom.  She looked as hot from the back as she did from the front, if not hotter.  Yeah this was going to be a night to remember, if he could last longer than a few minutes.

Chapter 22

Jon was thinking, Thanksgiving will be the first real holiday, since Dorothea’s death.  Taking the kids to the Hamptons house, just might be what they needed. His mom might kill him, but it just might be worth it.

“I think the kids and I might like that for a change.  I’ll ask them in the next few days and let you know.”  Jon smiled to himself, he would make sure, and the family would start a new tradition.

“Good,” Colleen got up from her desk and went into the bedroom. 

“I was wondering,” Jon shifted on the bed, here he was feeling like a horny teenager again.  “What’s on your schedule for homecoming?  I got a letter about chaperoning the dance, and I was checking to see if you would be my date?”  See, that wasn’t so hard.

“I’m the one who made sure you got the letter.”  Colleen laughed.  “I would be happy to be your date.” 

Jon laughed, he forgot, she had said she was on the homecoming committee. He never went to his prom or high school dances, he was working playing in bars, with anyone who would let him sit in.  This was going to be his first time attending a school dance.  Do they still get corsages, damn I’ll have to ask Jake.

“Then it’s a date.”  He reached over and grabbed his laptop and brought up his calendar and added the homecoming dance to his already over jammed calendar.

They talked a little longer, and made plans to go to dinner. Hanging up Jon went in search of Jake.

The Homecoming game for Poly Prep was becoming a family affair. Jesse and Stephanie were coming in to help out Colleen on Saturday, for the game. Jon spent the time between the night they made plans for the dance, taking to Stephanie and Jesse.  He made arrangements with Stephanie, just in case things went the way he hoped it would go. Jon had arranged for a car to pick Colleen up, from home, and take her to the school.  She had to be there early, to help set up, and Jon had told her that he would make sure she got home.

Jon walked into the auditorium that had been transformed into a Walk in Paris.  The art students had turned the room into an outdoor Paris café, with a silhouette of the Eiffel Tower, set up for photos.  The music, was anything but Parisian. 

“Not like the Paris you’ve been to?”  Colleen asked as she found Jon walking around.  She had worried over what to wear, most of the teachers went all out, dressed in their Sunday best.  Sunday best to her, was well worn pajama bottoms, topped by a faded college tee shirt she had found in a Goodwill bin.  That was where she found the fifties style dress, she had cleaned and wore tonight.

Jon turned, she was beautiful.  It was the first time, he had seen her all dressed up.  Most of the time, she was dressed more casual.

“No, it’s a little flatter.”  Jon laughed.  “Smells better, that’s for sure.”

Colleen joined in his laughter.

Soon the dance started.  Jon and some of the other fathers, did a sweep of the parking lot, then walked the halls.  He and Colleen actually danced during the chaperone dance. We, maybe dance wasn’t what Jon did, more of a sway and rotate in a circle. They even had their picture taken in front of the Eiffel Tower.

Once the dance was over, and Jon made sure the boys went home with Stephanie, he helped Colleen and the others clean up.

It was about one in the morning, when the driver pulled up to Colleen’s home.  Jon got out, told the driver he would call.  Taking the bouquet of roses from the driver, he turned as the driver pulled away and walked Colleen to the door.

Chapter 21

Jon walked in on the discussion at hand a little stunned “How do you know Colleen’s dad?”  Jon looked at his dad, like he was crazy.

“I didn’t know you knew my dad?”  Colleen was just as shocked as Jon and Mrs. Bongiovi are.

“I met him at the club, where we were member for years.  He loves his beer and golf.” Mr. Bongiovi put the left over in the fridge and turned to look at the three shocked faces.  “What, I wasn’t sure my golf partner, was the same as Colleen dad.”

“You could at least have told me.”  Mrs. Bongiovi told her husband.

Mr. Bongiovi laughed.

“This isn’t funny John.”  Mrs. Bongiovi said, sounding like a spoiled child, who had her favorite toy taken from her.  If she had stomped her foot, the image would suit her mood.

“I called Cal from the kitchen, and I asked him, if his daughter was a teacher at Poly Prep.  Until then, I wasn’t sure.”  He stopped laughing at the stink eye, he got from his wife.  Living with his wife was going to be rough tonight.

Carol Bongiovi made one of her dramatic exits, leaving father and son staring wide eyed.

“I’m sorry Colleen, I don’t know what is going on with my mom.”  Jon leaned on the counter watching his mother’s exit.

Mr. Bongiovi just shook his head.  He knew when Jon, had told his mother about Colleen coming to lunch, her mother bear attitude would come out.  Every woman was a gold digger, in his wife’s eyes. 

                                 

Since Mr. Bongiovi felt he was the cause of this last melt down, of his wife, he would have to go fix it.

“It was nice meeting Cal’s little girl.”  Mr. Bongiovi said as he gave Colleen a hug and headed past Jon to leave the kitchen.

“It was nice to meet you Mr. Bongiovi.”  Colleen said with a smile as she folded the kitchen towel and placing it on the counter.

Mr. Bongiovi stopped on the way out of the kitchen, and turned to Colleen.

“Call me Mr. B Colleen, that’s what my friends call me.”  He smiled when she said she would. 

“She’s a keeper.”  Mr. B said as he passed Jon as he left the kitchen.

Jon nodded, his dad was right, she was a keeper.

Colleen was ready to leave, way before Jon was.  Not knowing what Mr. Bongiovi said to his wife, but not long after Jon and Colleen joined the family out on the porch, Mrs. Bongiovi used a headache to leave the family to wine and conversation.

The ride back to Colleen’s home was quiet, the girls seemed to understand that Miss O didn’t want to talk about what happened at lunch.  That night Jon called once they got settled. The twins were settled in with a movie and a bowl of popcorn, Colleen was prepping for tomorrow’s class when her cell rang.

“Hey, you just getting home?”  Colleen asked.  When she and the girls were leaving, Jon was still rounding up his kids to leave.

“Yeah, you’d thought that the older ones could remember where they put their keys, whereas the younger ones couldn’t find their game systems.”  Jon said as he leaned back in his office chair.

“See that’s where the twins were so easy to get to the car, they came empty handed.”  Colleen laughed.

Jon joined her in her laughter.  He could hear the girls in the background.

“Hey you wouldn’t let us bring ours.”  The twins yelled from the living room.

“Listen, I’m sorry about my mom. She’s,” Jon stopped, what could he say?  She hated Dorothea, she was going to ruin his career. She would lose him fans, no woman wanted their hot rock star to be married. 

“Protective of you?”  Colleen finished for him.  “I could tell, she doesn’t like me.”

“She was like that when Dorothea and I got back together, I guess protective is a good definition of my mom.”  Jon wasn’t surprised that, Colleen being a teacher, understood his mother. “She just needs to get to know you better.”

Colleen wasn’t too sure about that, the woman almost ran from the room, after hearing that her husband knew her dad.

“If you say so.”  Colleen tried to sound enthused.

“I wondered if you had plans for Thanksgiving.”  Jon wanted to make sure, this family dinner, hadn’t scared Colleen off.

“I’ll be in the Hamptons, It’s a family tradition.  We have a huge dinner at the bar and then watch the football game.  Why don’t you and the kids come, that is if your family doesn’t do a big dinner?”  Colleen closed her school planner and opened her family planner.  Colleen wondered how her brother and the regulars, would handle Jon and his family, probably better than his mother handled her.