"Hayden? Oh my God, it is you!" she said loud enough to cause people to look.
Abigail was speechless. She was confused and embarrassed. She just reacted. She hugged him tightly, then suddenly remembered where she was. She let go and stepped back, flustered.
They both tried to remain calm. No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't. Their hearts were racing, and there was so much to say and ask, but the words couldn't come. Finally, Hayden broke the silence.
"Abigail, err, Mrs. Perry, I would like to ask you some questions about this presentation. Could you come with me?"
Abigail nodded. "Let me tell my colleague, and I'll be right back."
Hayden watched her walk over to the other teacher. His mind was racing, but he couldn't really think.
After Abigail told Mr. Williams, they left together. Mr. William gave her an odd look, and some of the students appeared curious. "Well, what questions would you like me to answer?" she said upon her return.
Abigail hadn't changed. She had those same sparkling eyes and winning smile. Her figure had filled out. She has bigger breasts and fuller hips, just like her mom.
As they walked, all the stories about what happened came pouring out. After Hayden left, her dad confronted her. He knew what happened that night, and he knew what just happened in the barn. He blew up. He forbade her from seeing Hayden again, took her out of college, and told her she was going to marry Ranger Perry. It was like a house arrest. She fought back all summer but finally gave in. He just wore her down. She agreed to marry Ranger, even though she didn't love him. She gave in because she felt trapped. She finished her education and became a teacher. She stayed married to Ranger for 10 years, and they had one child, a daughter who is now 14 years old. Her dad made sure that she had everything. Big house, big car, big deal.
Ranger became a big name in politics, just like her dad said he would, but he cheated on her a number of times after the baby was born. The final straw was finding him in their own bed with a 20-year-old intern. She threw him out then and there. She never changed her name again because of her daughter. As she finished, she said, "I am sorry," and she began to cry.
Hayden pulled her close. He held her tight. It was like the years just washed away. He lifted her chin and began to kiss away her tears. He knew right then that he would not let her get away again.
They were gone for almost two hours. They walked aimlessly through the museum. Even though there were large crowds, it seemed as if there were only them. If Hayden had had his way, they would have been gone much longer. Before he let her go, they exchanged phone numbers, e-mails, and promises. He held her one more time and kissed her in front of her students, much to her embarrassment and the students' delight.
For the rest of the week in Washington, Abigail was a wreck. She couldn't decide if the chance meeting with Hayden was a blessing or a curse. At one moment, she wanted to throw it all away, call him, and run off somewhere together. The next moment, she felt they could never go back to the way it was, so it was a waste of time. She needed to talk to someone, and Seth Williams, the chaperones, and the students were not the people to talk with.
Upon returning, Abigail spent the weekend trying to decide what to do. She was always very logical, but this time logic didn't help. She realised that she wasn't really happy with her life. Oh, she had a great daughter and a job where everyone liked and respected her, but it was time for her to do what made her happy. After thinking it over, she came to a decision. She was going to contact Hayden and see if there was any magic left.
When Abigail arrived at school, she was greeted by a huge bouquet of flowers. Everyone was very curious about where they were from. Abigail didn't want to tell, but the word was already spreading about her meeting Hayden, so she didn't try to hide it.
There was also an email from Hayden. It said that he wouldn't call unless she wanted him to. All she had to do was reply. Also, he was inviting her to come to Washington for the weekend. The date was the first weekend after school ended. When she came in that day, she knew what she was going to do. Now, when it came time for her to take the step, she had second thoughts.
The week was terrible. The students were painful. The teachers and even some parents kept asking questions. There were endless and meaningless meetings. She found it hard to concentrate on her classes. The principal called her in to ask what was going on and what about the missing two hours. By the time Abigail got home Friday, she was emotionally and physically beat. She found a note from her daughter, Carol, saying she was staying at a friend's house. "Good," thought Abigail as she went to the cabinet for a glass and a bottle of wine. She needed time alone.
Abigail spent the evening sipping wine, listening to music, and looking through old photographs. She found one of her and Hayden. It was taken on July 4th. She wiped the dust off of it. It was a great picture of the two of them. Abigail sighed as she said to no one, "How young we look and happy too." She also noticed how much her body has changed.
Ranger didn't like the changes her body went through. During her pregnancy, he hardly touched her, but her hormones raged. She needed to be loved and touched, as her body felt foreign to her. She became so frustrated that she bought a vibrator to ease her tension. It helped a little, but it couldn't hold her in its arms. After giving birth, her breasts grew from a C-cup to a D-cup, and her hips flared. She was no longer the same girl that Ranger married, but a 36-27-36 woman. Ranger wanted a trophy wife, not a woman. He became more distant after Carol was born. She tried everything, but nothing worked. She found putting herself, her daughter, and her work together easier. Sex was the furthest from her mind. She tried dating after the divorce, but it didn't work. Seth Williams, her co-teacher, kept trying, but she wasn't interested. She hadn't made love to anyone since Ranger left. Actually, before he left,.
As she looked at the picture, she began to think about that night with Hayden. It was a simpler time. It was her first time in a long time that she allowed herself to think about it. The more she thought, the more the more her folds began to tingle. "Whoa girl, slow down," she mumbled.Abigail had finished off the bottle, and she realised she was drunk. It had been a long time since that, too. She decided she needed to go to bed. As she began to undress, she looked at herself in the mirror. Clad in a white satin bra and panties, she checked herself out. "Not bad." With that, she turned, swaying her ass. "Not bad."She turned back. She cupped her breasts and felt a tingle. Something she hadn't felt in years. She began to caress them, and again she thought back to that night. Her nipples puckered up as she pulled on them. She suddenly wanted more. She slid one hand between her thighs. Heat radiated from beneath her panties, beckoning for her attention. She brushed her fingers over the sm
"When I last saw you, you were driving a 5-year-old Ford Pick-up with over 100,000 miles on it. Now this? Abigail pointed to a new shiny blue BMW.Hayden smiled. "Hey! Single guy, good job in DC. You need to have an edge. And plenty of room in the trunk. Hop in," and he threw her bags in the trunk.Abigail took off her jacket and slid into the front seat. As she did, her skirt rode up to show quite a bit of her thigh. She made no effort to pull it down. She also left a few buttons undone on her blouse. She had decided, "What the heck?" She was already taking a huge step in coming here. She noticed that Hayden noticed when he got in. As soon as they left the airport, they found themselves in "rush hour." Even though it wasn't normally a long drive, it would be a little longer today.As they crawled along, they talked about the weather and your basic idle chatter. Then Abigail decided to ask the big question. The one that she felt she had to ask. "So I told you something about myself in
What a day! His first stop was Hayden's office at the Smithsonian, where he picked up some messages. Abigail met some of his co-workers, including a cute girl named Brianna. She recognised her from her picture on Hayden's mantle. She seemed nice but young as they talked for a few minutes. Abigail wondered if this was the girl who belonged in the robe. It did seem obvious that Brianna was a little more than just "a friend." Then he took Abigail behind the scenes. She got to see some things that the public never got to see. It was quite a tour.But what happened next was amazing. Hayden took her to the White House. They entered through a special entrance, where they were stopped by security. Hayden had contacted them as soon as Abigail agreed to visit. Hayden was friends with one of the high-ranking aides, so it was easier than normal for her to get in. His friend gave them a complete tour of the West Wing. Abigail thought it was just like the TV show, which she loved. The highlight of
As Hayden left, she thought she needed something to calm her down. She felt nervous and tense. She was worried about what was going to happen next. She wasn't the same girl she was 15 years ago. What if he didn't like what he saw? All kinds of thoughts went through her head. Ranger began to lose interest in her right after Carol was born. He didn't like the way her body changed. Ranger was a jerk.She walked around the room. On the mantle, she noticed some pictures, so she took a look. She saw a picture of Hayden's parents, one of his sisters, Genna, and some others of Hayden with some other women. One was a picture of a cute girl in a bikini who Hayden had his arm around. She wondered which one, if any, was a picture of his ex, Susan.Hayden poured two snifters of brandy. If Abigail hadn't said yes to a drink, he would have had to get one for himself. As he poured the drinks, he noticed his hand was shaking. Christ, she looked great. All her curves were in the right places. Her breas
When it finally hit, she screamed, "I'm cumming! Oh Fuck! I'm cumming!" She grabbed Hayden's head and let go as she thrashed on the bed. Her hips bucked wildly, almost tossing him off. Her folds were let loose with warm, thick juice. A second orgasm followed close behind, almost as strong.Hayden stood up, his face wet from Abigail's juices, and quickly dropped his shorts. His shaft sprang out. He glanced down at it. It appeared huge—larger than it ever had been. The head was swollen and angry. He was hard as a rock. Hayden was no longer making love. Pure animal lust had taken control. He placed his shaft at Abigail's opening and thrust in. She was so wet, he slid in easily.Abigail's orgasm was slowly ending when Hayden slammed his shaft into her. It felt huge and filled her up completely. "Oh God, baby, fuck me! Fuck me!"Hayden needed no urging. He slammed his shaft deeply into her. His balls slapped her ass. Abigail's juice dripped off his chin onto her breasts and mingled with he
"This is delicious," Abigail said. "I have to say. The cooking, speaking French, this house, all this. You've really changed.""Yes, I have, but I had too. Midwest hick doesn't go well here. My ex, Susan, taught me the finer things. It was just the two of us, and she didn't cook too well, so I started to. When we went out, it was always the best restaurants, so the French helped. Also, I know some German too. After the divorce, I bought this place. She sent a decorator to fix the place up right. She lives over in Georgetown.""Why did you marry her? Did you love her?" Abigail asked quietly."At first, maybe. Marriage seemed the right thing, but as time went on, we realised that it just wasn't working. We wanted different things. We worked on it for 7 years with no luck. So we decided to split with no hard feelings. I still see her once in a while. You might get a chance to meet her."Abigail suddenly felt threatened. "I suppose this is her robe?" she asked defensively."No," Hayden sa
She grabbed it and rubbed it against her opening. She needed it now. She felt it penetrate her lips, and she pushed down. It filled her as her folds gripped it. She put her hands on the moon roof and began raising herself up and down. Hayden grabbed her hips and helped her. He continued to suck on her nipples, twirling his tongue around them.For the next few moments, Abigail existed on a purely sensual level—the feeling commanded every part of the body. Her folds were hot, insistent, and nearly maniacal as she pressed down on his shaft. Her heart thumped wildly, and her breaths came in short gasps. Hayden's hands slid to the curve in her ass, pressing, kneading it. She groaned, "Oh God, Hayden."A bolt of pleasure rocketed through her, her knees buckling. A scream caught in her throat. Wave after wave of pleasure gripped her so intensely that it flirted with pain. "Stop, stop," she demanded, still coming, but Hayden hadn't come yet.He gripped her hips and continued thrusting. Abigai
Abigail sighed as she snuggled into Hayden. She placed her hand over his as it gently held her breast. She didn't want to wake up. She didn't want the dream to end."Are you awake?" Hayden whispered."Mmmm," Abigail nodded. Everything was perfect. If the last three days proved anything, it was that Hayden thought she was beautiful. Her breasts were heavier and her hips were fuller than when they first met, but it didn't seem to matter. As she lay naked next to him, she could feel his gaze."You're beautiful, you know that?" he said as he slowly traced a finger down her belly. "You are so beautiful that I want to eat you for breakfast.""After last night? But I need a shower.""Shh." He quieted her with a kiss. She flinched when his tongue found her ear, deftly moving into each crevice and gently tugging at her lobe. He traced his tongue down her neck, nipping and planting soft kisses, all the way down the curve in her breasts. Abigail moaned softly, raising her arms over her head. He