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MATTERS OF THE HEART
Chapter 50
Meryl woke up with a start. She sat up and winced at the pain of her hangover. She had been more or less sober when she went to bed but obviously the alcohol she had consumed earlier yesterday wasn’t going to let her off that easily. She glanced at Pierce, who was snoring gently, his back to her. She remembered rejecting his advances last night. It wasn’t like her, but she had been incredibly tired and it had been a long and exciting day, and she felt guilty but was more than ready to make it up to him, once her headache had disappeared. She crept out of bed to the bathroom and took two painkillers for her headache and drank two full glasses of water then made her way back to bed. Pierce was still snoring. She got in beside him and snuggling against him, went back to sleep.
Pierce stirred and coming to, glanced at his watch and noticed it was still relatively early at a little after 7. He could feel Meryl’s breasts on his back and immediately felt a stirring in his groin. Wary of how she had subtly rejected his advances last night he shifted position and attempted to go back to sleep, trying to ignore the pounding in his head.
He awoke an hour later to an empty bed and sitting up, wincing as his still lingering hangover made its presence felt, glanced around the bedroom.
“So, we are awake at last,” purred Meryl from the doorway. Pierce looked in the direction of her voice and gasped. She was leaning against the door dressed from head to toe in her red dress from the previous day.
“You said you wanted to rip this off me. Well what are you waiting for big boy? she murmured, seductively running her tongue across her lips, leaving Pierce in no doubt as to what she had planned. Slowly he got out of bed and walked over to her.
“Good morning my sweet,” he whispered, kissing her gently. “How do you manage to look so incredibly beautiful at this time in the morning?”
“Great genes, possibly, and the love of a good man ” she joked, placing her arms around his neck and leaning in for a kiss.
“Mmm, you taste good,” Pierce told her when they broke apart. Gently he slipped a hand inside her dress to discover she had dispensed with the bra. He found her left breast and cupped it in his hand, gently tweaking her nipple with his thumb, causing her to gasp out loud.
“So! Streep!” he murmured huskily. “In the mood now are we?” he asked her, raising an eyebrow.
“Just shut up Pierce and kiss me,” she begged. Still gently caressing her nipple, his lips met hers in a long, lingering kiss. Gently he nibbled her top lip then inserted his tongue, causing her to groan, as her tongue met his.
“Take off the dress Pierce,” Meryl gasped as she came up for air, aching to feel his hands on her naked body. Pierce began fumbling with the thick black leather belt which was holding the dress together, eventually removing it. The dress fell open revealing a completely naked Meryl underneath.
“My God Meryl, you are beautiful,” murmured Pierce. Placing a hand either side of her hips, he began slowly running them up her body, pausing at her pert breasts and running a thumb over each nipple. He then took one in his mouth, circling it with his tongue, moving over to the other one. Meryl was so turned on, she could hardly stand. As if reading her mind, Pierce stopped, and lifting her up he carried her to the king sized bed and gently lay her down. She pulled him on top of her. “Just fuck me Pierce, please,” she begged, desperate to feel him inside her.
Reaching down, Pierce stroked her pubic hair. “My God Meryl, you are so ready aren’t you,” he told her, smirking. “Pierce,” she pleaded, reaching for his rock hard penis and guiding him inside her. Gently he began to thrust and Meryl open her legs wider and wrapped them around him, pushing against his buttocks with her feet. “Open your eyes babe, I want to see you come,” said Pierce, beginning to up the pace. “Ohh God, Pierce, ohh my god, faster, harder,” she shouted, arching her back and meeting every thrust. “I’m going to come Pierce, Oh my fucking God,” she screamed as wave after wave pulsated through her body. Pierce came just seconds later.
Seconds later, and still inside her, neither wanting to move, he swept her sweat drenched hair from her face and gazed into her eyes.
“Wow, what a fantastic way to wake up in the morning. You are one incredibly sensual woman,” he told her. “That more than makes up for last night babe.
“I was so tired Pierce and mixed with all the alcohol, I just needed to sleep. You forgive me don’t you?” “Babe, I can forgive you almost anything,” answered Pierce, lovingly stroking her cheek.
Gently he eased himself off her, and they snuggled together. “So, what time is this interview with Johnathon Ross?” he asked her. “Not until much, much later. We have until around 5pm this afternoon. Why? What did you have planned for us?” asked Meryl.
“Well, how about breakfast in bed, then a leisurely shower and a trip around London on one of those tourist buses, the ones with the open tops. You can hop on and hop off whenever you want, and they do a running commentary. We could get a couple of wigs. I’m sure Roy can organise that, and we can wear caps and shades and blend in with the rest of them. What do you say?”
“Wigs? Pierce you are so funny. I just can’t imagine you in a wig! But yeah, sound goods, and it’s looks like a beautiful day out there. Let’s do it.
Meryl had been to London heaps of times over the years, but had only ever seen the inside of hotels, theatres film sets and studios, and had driven past all the historical landmarks, but that was it.
They had breakfast in bed and read the papers. All the reviews from last night’s premiere were mostly positive, although a few were questioning why, judging her previous body of work, Meryl would consider doing a musical and an Abba one at that, and a few even suggested it would harm her career.
“I wouldn’t worry babe,” said Pierce, reassuringly. “Everyone loved it last night and wait until it is released next week. It’s gonna be big baby, I can feel it.” “I know Pierce, and stuff what the critics say. I’ve never worried before and I’m not going to start now,” she said.
They made love again and afterwards, basking in the afterglow of another incredible session, they lay in silence, each content just enjoying being in each other’s arms.
Eventually, they showered, dressed and went out for a late lunch. Arriving back at the hotel, Pierce went to the bar to meet the boys while Meryl went up to their room to get ready for her interview. She liked Johnathon Ross and had been interviewed by him a few years ago and was looking forward to this one.
She chose a blue dress, accessorised with a black belt and black sling back shoes. Roy was meeting her at the BBC to do her hair and make up. Once ready she went downstairs for a quick drink with Pierce and the boys, while waiting for her car to arrive. “You look amazing babe,” said Pierce as he went to kiss her cheek.
“Ewww! Put her down Pierce,” quipped Stellan. “You’re just jealous mate,” said Pierce. “You could be right there Pierce. If only I had got there first,” joked Stellan. The made small talk until Meryl had to leave, promising to be back as soon as the interview was over. She didn’t want to hang around afterwards, preferring to get back to Pierce.
Pierce stayed drinking with Colin and Stellan for another hour and then decided to go upstairs and watch some TV. He said his goodbyes and left them to it.
Upstairs, he flicked on the TV. The early evening news was on and they were showing a report from the premiere. She looked hot thought Pierce as he watched Meryl working the crowd, having them eating out of her hands. He felt an overwhelming surge of pride. She looked amazing.
Interview over, and one which she had thoroughly enjoyed, Meryl was in her car on her way back to the hotel. She text Pierce to tell him she was on her way and then took advantage of the peace to ring the kids. She missed them so much when she was away, and although they were all almost grown up now and living their lives, they were still her babies, and she still worried about them.
A thought occurred to her and on impulse she asked her driver to take her to Oxford Street. Once there, she donned her shades and leapt out of the car, entering the store, and emerged ten minutes later with her purchases..
When she arrived back at her hotel, she checked the bar, which was relatively empty with no sign of Pierce or the boys, so she went straight upstairs. Pierce was watching TV when she went in and plonked herself down in the nearest chairs.
“Been spending our money have we?” remarked Pierce, seeing the shopping bags, she had thrown on the floor. “It’s a surprise, so absolutely no peaking, now pour me a drink before and I’ll regale with all the juicy details of the interview. It airs tomorrow, so, unfortunately we won’t see it, not that I want to watch myself. It’s bad enough watching myself in a movie, let alone a talk show.”
Pierce handed her a large vodka and coke, which she had developed a taste for, thanks to Julie. She took a large gulp and winced. “Shit Pierce, how much vodka is in this. If I didn’t know any better I would swear you are trying to get me drunk and have your wicked way with me,” she told him, smirking. “Come on Meryl, that’s one thing I don’t need to do. You are always a most willing partner,” he said.
Finishing her drink, she got up. “I’m going to grab a quick shower, and no, you can’t scrub my back this time. How about you order some sandwiches or something, and, if you are a good boy, I may let you have your surprise,” she grinned.
Pierce ordered from room service waiting for Meryl to emerge with his ‘surprise’ and was itching to know what she had in store. Room service came and went and she was still in the bathroom.
“Our food is here,” he shouted. “Won’t be a minute,” she answered. Hungry, Pierce tucked in to the sandwiches. The bathroom door opened. He stared at the sight before him. She was dressed in what could only be described as a school uniform. Short black skirt, black tights, her black Leboutins, white shirt, open to reveal her cleavage and a hint of a black lacy bra, tie, and she had her hair in pigtails, red lipstick and jet black mascara.
“Do you like Sir?” she asked him, walking slowly over to him. Pierce gulped, nearly choking on his food. This was a right turn on and he could feel himself getting hard, which didn’t go un noticed. She took the remains of the sandwich from him and slowly placed it in her mouth, chewing it slowly and licking her lips. Then she straddled him, pulling his face to her chest and stroking the top of his head. “What would sir like me to do for him?” she asked. Then feeling his hard on, pressing in to her, she groaned softly. “Oh, I see, I have already done something for you.” His erection was bursting to be let loose. Meryl reached for his zip and then reached inside. “My, my sir, how big you have grown,” she murmured, running her hand up and down his shaft. Pierce grabbed her face and pulled her to him, kissing her fiercely, inserting his tongue. She responded with a groan, her tongue meeting his. Breaking away, she stood up, and kicked off her Leboutins. She then proceeded to slowly, seductively, remove her tights, also revealing to Pierce that she was naked underneath them.
Pierce went to get up, but she pushed him back down onto the chair. “Later Sir!” she murmured huskily. Wiggling her body, she eased her skirt down her slender legs. Pierce could stand it no more. Reaching for the tie around her neck, he pulled her to him. “Teacher wants you to be nice to him,” he grunted, reaching for her breasts. Grabbing her shirt he ripped it open, to reveal her black lacy bra and reaching behind her he undid the clasp and pushed the straps over her shoulder until she was almost completely naked apart from the tie. Smirking, she took it off and in what seemed like seconds had his hands tied together behind his back.
Kneeling down, she kissed him softly, running her hand over his chest hair and over his stomach and finally to his enormous erection. Relieving him of his jeans and boxers she took him in her mouth. Resisiting the urge to fuck him senseless, her prime purpose was to pleasure him until he was begging for it.
Running her tongue up and down his penis, and expertly massaging his balls, she brought him to the edge, only to pause, then do it again. Pierce shifted in the chair. “Meryl, please…” he begged, desperate for that release, but incredibly turned on, knowing deep down that when it came it would be mind-blowing. She didn’t disappoint.
She took the whole length of him in her mouth, sucking and gently nipping. “Oh God Meryl, faster babe, harder, please,” he gasped “Oh my God,” he shouted, as he spilled into her, his body shuddering with the force of his orgasm. As he slowly came back down to earth and eventually regained his breath, Meryl reached behind and freed his hand. “Did I do good sir?” she whispered. “Is teacher pleased with my performance?” Grabbing her by the waist he began to reign little kisses on her tummy and reaching down to the opening of her vagina, he felt how wet she was. How turned on she was.
“Teacher is very pleased and you can go to the top of the class!” said Pierce, thoroughly enjoying this role playing. “Now it’s teacher’s turn to play,” he murmured as he inserted two fingers and, finding her swollen clitoris, began gently rubbing it, and as she did to him, he did the same, bringing her to the brink, then slowing the pace, then quickening it again. Suddenly he felt her tense and scream out as her orgasm rushed through her and she collapsed on to him, moaning with pleasure.
“Wow!” she managed to utter. “That was incredible!” “Teacher hasn’t finished yet!” said Pierce, gently lifting her off him and carrying her over to the bed. “I want to feel myself inside you!” he stated. There was no foreplay. They didn’t need it. They were both so turned on from their previous foreplay it was just raw sex.
Meryl woke up first the following morning. They had made love twice more the previous evening and had fallen asleep and stayed that way for several hours.
She was on a high. The premiere had been a success. The majority of the critics loved it. The movie was released today and her and Pierce were more in love than ever. Her life was perfect……
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CHRISSIE
Chapter 50
Meryl woke up with a start. She sat up and winced at the pain of her hangover. She had been more or less sober when she went to bed but obviously the alcohol she had consumed earlier yesterday wasn’t going to let her off that easily. She glanced at Pierce, who was snoring gently, his back to her. She remembered rejecting his advances last night. It wasn’t like her, but she had been incredibly tired and it had been a long and exciting day, and she felt guilty but was more than ready to make it up to him, once her headache had disappeared. She crept out of bed to the bathroom and took two painkillers for her headache and drank two full glasses of water then made her way back to bed. Pierce was still snoring. She got in beside him and snuggling against him, went back to sleep.
Pierce stirred and coming to, glanced at his watch and noticed it was still relatively early at a little after 7. He could feel Meryl’s breasts on his back and immediately felt a stirring in his groin. Wary of how she had subtly rejected his advances last night he shifted position and attempted to go back to sleep, trying to ignore the pounding in his head.
He awoke an hour later to an empty bed and sitting up, wincing as his still lingering hangover made its presence felt, glanced around the bedroom.
“So, we are awake at last,” purred Meryl from the doorway. Pierce looked in the direction of her voice and gasped. She was leaning against the door dressed from head to toe in her red dress from the previous day.
“You said you wanted to rip this off me. Well what are you waiting for big boy? she murmured, seductively running her tongue across her lips, leaving Pierce in no doubt as to what she had planned. Slowly he got out of bed and walked over to her.
“Good morning my sweet,” he whispered, kissing her gently. “How do you manage to look so incredibly beautiful at this time in the morning?”
“Great genes, possibly, and the love of a good man ” she joked, placing her arms around his neck and leaning in for a kiss.
“Mmm, you taste good,” Pierce told her when they broke apart. Gently he slipped a hand inside her dress to discover she had dispensed with the bra. He found her left breast and cupped it in his hand, gently tweaking her nipple with his thumb, causing her to gasp out loud.
“So! Streep!” he murmured huskily. “In the mood now are we?” he asked her, raising an eyebrow.
“Just shut up Pierce and kiss me,” she begged. Still gently caressing her nipple, his lips met hers in a long, lingering kiss. Gently he nibbled her top lip then inserted his tongue, causing her to groan, as her tongue met his.
“Take off the dress Pierce,” Meryl gasped as she came up for air, aching to feel his hands on her naked body. Pierce began fumbling with the thick black leather belt which was holding the dress together, eventually removing it. The dress fell open revealing a completely naked Meryl underneath.
“My God Meryl, you are beautiful,” murmured Pierce. Placing a hand either side of her hips, he began slowly running them up her body, pausing at her pert breasts and running a thumb over each nipple. He then took one in his mouth, circling it with his tongue, moving over to the other one. Meryl was so turned on, she could hardly stand. As if reading her mind, Pierce stopped, and lifting her up he carried her to the king sized bed and gently lay her down. She pulled him on top of her. “Just fuck me Pierce, please,” she begged, desperate to feel him inside her.
Reaching down, Pierce stroked her pubic hair. “My God Meryl, you are so ready aren’t you,” he told her, smirking. “Pierce,” she pleaded, reaching for his rock hard penis and guiding him inside her. Gently he began to thrust and Meryl open her legs wider and wrapped them around him, pushing against his buttocks with her feet. “Open your eyes babe, I want to see you come,” said Pierce, beginning to up the pace. “Ohh God, Pierce, ohh my god, faster, harder,” she shouted, arching her back and meeting every thrust. “I’m going to come Pierce, Oh my fucking God,” she screamed as wave after wave pulsated through her body. Pierce came just seconds later.
Seconds later, and still inside her, neither wanting to move, he swept her sweat drenched hair from her face and gazed into her eyes.
“Wow, what a fantastic way to wake up in the morning. You are one incredibly sensual woman,” he told her. “That more than makes up for last night babe.
“I was so tired Pierce and mixed with all the alcohol, I just needed to sleep. You forgive me don’t you?” “Babe, I can forgive you almost anything,” answered Pierce, lovingly stroking her cheek.
Gently he eased himself off her, and they snuggled together. “So, what time is this interview with Johnathon Ross?” he asked her. “Not until much, much later. We have until around 5pm this afternoon. Why? What did you have planned for us?” asked Meryl.
“Well, how about breakfast in bed, then a leisurely shower and a trip around London on one of those tourist buses, the ones with the open tops. You can hop on and hop off whenever you want, and they do a running commentary. We could get a couple of wigs. I’m sure Roy can organise that, and we can wear caps and shades and blend in with the rest of them. What do you say?”
“Wigs? Pierce you are so funny. I just can’t imagine you in a wig! But yeah, sound goods, and it’s looks like a beautiful day out there. Let’s do it.
Meryl had been to London heaps of times over the years, but had only ever seen the inside of hotels, theatres film sets and studios, and had driven past all the historical landmarks, but that was it.
They had breakfast in bed and read the papers. All the reviews from last night’s premiere were mostly positive, although a few were questioning why, judging her previous body of work, Meryl would consider doing a musical and an Abba one at that, and a few even suggested it would harm her career.
“I wouldn’t worry babe,” said Pierce, reassuringly. “Everyone loved it last night and wait until it is released next week. It’s gonna be big baby, I can feel it.” “I know Pierce, and stuff what the critics say. I’ve never worried before and I’m not going to start now,” she said.
They made love again and afterwards, basking in the afterglow of another incredible session, they lay in silence, each content just enjoying being in each other’s arms.
Eventually, they showered, dressed and went out for a late lunch. Arriving back at the hotel, Pierce went to the bar to meet the boys while Meryl went up to their room to get ready for her interview. She liked Johnathon Ross and had been interviewed by him a few years ago and was looking forward to this one.
She chose a blue dress, accessorised with a black belt and black sling back shoes. Roy was meeting her at the BBC to do her hair and make up. Once ready she went downstairs for a quick drink with Pierce and the boys, while waiting for her car to arrive. “You look amazing babe,” said Pierce as he went to kiss her cheek.
“Ewww! Put her down Pierce,” quipped Stellan. “You’re just jealous mate,” said Pierce. “You could be right there Pierce. If only I had got there first,” joked Stellan. The made small talk until Meryl had to leave, promising to be back as soon as the interview was over. She didn’t want to hang around afterwards, preferring to get back to Pierce.
Pierce stayed drinking with Colin and Stellan for another hour and then decided to go upstairs and watch some TV. He said his goodbyes and left them to it.
Upstairs, he flicked on the TV. The early evening news was on and they were showing a report from the premiere. She looked hot thought Pierce as he watched Meryl working the crowd, having them eating out of her hands. He felt an overwhelming surge of pride. She looked amazing.
Interview over, and one which she had thoroughly enjoyed, Meryl was in her car on her way back to the hotel. She text Pierce to tell him she was on her way and then took advantage of the peace to ring the kids. She missed them so much when she was away, and although they were all almost grown up now and living their lives, they were still her babies, and she still worried about them.
A thought occurred to her and on impulse she asked her driver to take her to Oxford Street. Once there, she donned her shades and leapt out of the car, entering the store, and emerged ten minutes later with her purchases..
When she arrived back at her hotel, she checked the bar, which was relatively empty with no sign of Pierce or the boys, so she went straight upstairs. Pierce was watching TV when she went in and plonked herself down in the nearest chairs.
“Been spending our money have we?” remarked Pierce, seeing the shopping bags, she had thrown on the floor. “It’s a surprise, so absolutely no peaking, now pour me a drink before and I’ll regale with all the juicy details of the interview. It airs tomorrow, so, unfortunately we won’t see it, not that I want to watch myself. It’s bad enough watching myself in a movie, let alone a talk show.”
Pierce handed her a large vodka and coke, which she had developed a taste for, thanks to Julie. She took a large gulp and winced. “Shit Pierce, how much vodka is in this. If I didn’t know any better I would swear you are trying to get me drunk and have your wicked way with me,” she told him, smirking. “Come on Meryl, that’s one thing I don’t need to do. You are always a most willing partner,” he said.
Finishing her drink, she got up. “I’m going to grab a quick shower, and no, you can’t scrub my back this time. How about you order some sandwiches or something, and, if you are a good boy, I may let you have your surprise,” she grinned.
Pierce ordered from room service waiting for Meryl to emerge with his ‘surprise’ and was itching to know what she had in store. Room service came and went and she was still in the bathroom.
“Our food is here,” he shouted. “Won’t be a minute,” she answered. Hungry, Pierce tucked in to the sandwiches. The bathroom door opened. He stared at the sight before him. She was dressed in what could only be described as a school uniform. Short black skirt, black tights, her black Leboutins, white shirt, open to reveal her cleavage and a hint of a black lacy bra, tie, and she had her hair in pigtails, red lipstick and jet black mascara.
“Do you like Sir?” she asked him, walking slowly over to him. Pierce gulped, nearly choking on his food. This was a right turn on and he could feel himself getting hard, which didn’t go un noticed. She took the remains of the sandwich from him and slowly placed it in her mouth, chewing it slowly and licking her lips. Then she straddled him, pulling his face to her chest and stroking the top of his head. “What would sir like me to do for him?” she asked. Then feeling his hard on, pressing in to her, she groaned softly. “Oh, I see, I have already done something for you.” His erection was bursting to be let loose. Meryl reached for his zip and then reached inside. “My, my sir, how big you have grown,” she murmured, running her hand up and down his shaft. Pierce grabbed her face and pulled her to him, kissing her fiercely, inserting his tongue. She responded with a groan, her tongue meeting his. Breaking away, she stood up, and kicked off her Leboutins. She then proceeded to slowly, seductively, remove her tights, also revealing to Pierce that she was naked underneath them.
Pierce went to get up, but she pushed him back down onto the chair. “Later Sir!” she murmured huskily. Wiggling her body, she eased her skirt down her slender legs. Pierce could stand it no more. Reaching for the tie around her neck, he pulled her to him. “Teacher wants you to be nice to him,” he grunted, reaching for her breasts. Grabbing her shirt he ripped it open, to reveal her black lacy bra and reaching behind her he undid the clasp and pushed the straps over her shoulder until she was almost completely naked apart from the tie. Smirking, she took it off and in what seemed like seconds had his hands tied together behind his back.
Kneeling down, she kissed him softly, running her hand over his chest hair and over his stomach and finally to his enormous erection. Relieving him of his jeans and boxers she took him in her mouth. Resisiting the urge to fuck him senseless, her prime purpose was to pleasure him until he was begging for it.
Running her tongue up and down his penis, and expertly massaging his balls, she brought him to the edge, only to pause, then do it again. Pierce shifted in the chair. “Meryl, please…” he begged, desperate for that release, but incredibly turned on, knowing deep down that when it came it would be mind-blowing. She didn’t disappoint.
She took the whole length of him in her mouth, sucking and gently nipping. “Oh God Meryl, faster babe, harder, please,” he gasped “Oh my God,” he shouted, as he spilled into her, his body shuddering with the force of his orgasm. As he slowly came back down to earth and eventually regained his breath, Meryl reached behind and freed his hand. “Did I do good sir?” she whispered. “Is teacher pleased with my performance?” Grabbing her by the waist he began to reign little kisses on her tummy and reaching down to the opening of her vagina, he felt how wet she was. How turned on she was.
“Teacher is very pleased and you can go to the top of the class!” said Pierce, thoroughly enjoying this role playing. “Now it’s teacher’s turn to play,” he murmured as he inserted two fingers and, finding her swollen clitoris, began gently rubbing it, and as she did to him, he did the same, bringing her to the brink, then slowing the pace, then quickening it again. Suddenly he felt her tense and scream out as her orgasm rushed through her and she collapsed on to him, moaning with pleasure.
“Wow!” she managed to utter. “That was incredible!” “Teacher hasn’t finished yet!” said Pierce, gently lifting her off him and carrying her over to the bed. “I want to feel myself inside you!” he stated. There was no foreplay. They didn’t need it. They were both so turned on from their previous foreplay it was just raw sex.
Meryl woke up first the following morning. They had made love twice more the previous evening and had fallen asleep and stayed that way for several hours.
She was on a high. The premiere had been a success. The majority of the critics loved it. The movie was released today and her and Pierce were more in love than ever. Her life was perfect……
HI PEOPLE
PLEASE KEEP THE COMMENTS COMING AS THEY ENCOURAGE ME TO CARRY ON. ANY SUGGESTIONS OR IDEAS ETC WILL BE MOST WELCOME.
tHANKS FOR READING
CHRISSIE