JLs Fic - The New Years Eve Party - Part B
Title: The New Years Eve Party
Author: see_see
Rating: Adult
Word Count: ~10,560
Characters: James/Joy
Spoilers: None really
Summary: What happen after the Christmas Party, and what will happen on New Years Eve?
Disclaimer: None of these people belong to me. This story is fiction and fiction only. It is not mean to hurt anyone, just for our enjoyment.
A/N:First I have to say that I'm so sorry that this has taken so long. I never meant for it to, but it did. But it's finally done and here it is.
I would like to thank my stand in beta, Berry berrymcgregor thank you so much for doing this hun.
I would also like to thank my usual beta Andrea deea347 for all her help during the time it has taken to write this.
When I started this story I didn't know about the sex tape storyline so there might be some things that doesn't fit, but this is fiction and I have taken liberties. There is a part of the story that might offend some, I'm sorry if it does. I don't mean to. Remember, this is fiction.
I hope you like it, and leave me a not and tell me what you think :D
The New Years Eve Party - Part B
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He tried to move, but he was trapped under something. Slowly opening his eyes all he saw was honey colored hair. Then all the memories from the night before came flooding back and he knew who was resting so peacefully on his chest. He made sure he was perfectly still. He didn't want to wake her, he just wanted to take in the beauty that was before him. Last night's conversation gave him hope, but should he allow himself to hope? Was he setting himself up for a huge fall? One of the last things he remembered her saying was that she wanted their friendship back. Their friendship. That was the word she had used. Nothing more, nothing less. But if that was all he got for now, then he would take it, he would take anything she was willing to give him.
And when he had seen the tears, all he could do was just hold her, hold her and whisper in her ear that everything was going to be okay. She was going to be okay. They were going to be okay. He was there for her whenever she needed him. She had fallen a sleep in his arms, and not wanting to weak her he had gotten comfortable and just let her sleep. By her appearance it looked like she needed some sleep.
Thump thump, thump thump, thump thimp. Someone was making noises. But the noises felt good, made her feel safe. She tried to open her eyes, but they just wouldn’t listen. She let her hands wander over whatever it was that she was sleeping on. Hard, but yet so soft. Thump thump, thump thump, thump thimp. It dawned on her what the noise was and finally won the battle with her eyes when they fluttered open. Moving her head slowly she looked up and was greeted with a huge grin.
"Good morning."
James. What was James doing here? Why was she sleeping on James? Why couldn't she stop saying his name?
She sat and he did the same.
"Morning. What time is it?"
"It's past 11. I guess we fell asleep kind of late"
"Yeah" She didn't have anything else to say. She needed to think and right now his presence was a distraction she could do without.
"Listen, James, I need to..."
"I have to get going." He cut her off.
"Oh, okay."
He got up from the couch and walked towards the entrance. She followed him, but with a safe distance.
"So... I guess I'll call you later"
"Yeah, later." Both of them avoiding the elephant in the room.
He opened the door and was on his way out before he suddenly turned and walked over to her. He bent down and placed a kiss on her forehead before pulling her in for a hug. She hugged him back. After what seemed like forever, but yet not long enough, he let go. Without a word he walked back to the door, gave her a last glance and left.
Shit.
She watched through the window as his truck drove away. It felt good to have told someone, to have told James. And she had to admit, she hadn't slept this good in a long time.
Walking over to her cell phone she saw that Michael had called. He had gotten the papers yesterday as well. Listening to the messages, he just wanted to make sure she was okay. She called him back, telling him that she was fine, but that she needed space. Right now she couldn't go back to being the way the used to be before they had started dating. Someday, but not now. He tried to talk her out if it, but she told him it was what she needed. They said their goodbyes and hung up.
That chapter of her life was now over, it was time to focus on the next. One day she would be ready to talk and hang out with Michael, but not now, not in a long time.
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James drove up to his house got out and was about to open the front door when it was ripped open.
"Where have you been? Why didn't you answer your cell phone? Huh?"
"Morning to you too."
"I was worried about you. You left in a hurry, didn't say where you were going or when you were coming back. You don't answer your cell phone. I even called the police."
"You called the police. Stu, are you stupid? Why would you call the police?"
He was getting all worked up and didn't notice the huge grin on his brother’s face. It wasn't until he heard him burst out laughing that he finally got it.
"That was mean."
"No it wasn't, it was funny."
"I can't believe you did that."
"Well, had to get you back for leaving me handing here last night. So where did you go anyway?"
"None of your business."
"I bet it was to that girl we met at the airport. The blond one that put her number in your back pocket and told you to call her." He was still grinning.
"What? No, of course not."
"What about..."
"Stop. Not that it's any of your business, I went to Joy's."
"I know."
"What do you mean you know?"
"After you left last night Lee called and asked if I wanted to come over. Driving over there I passed Joy's place and your truck was there."
"So if you knew, what the hell was all that for then?"
"For fun. Nothing like seeing you all worked up. What will her husband say when he finds out you spent the night?" He walked into the kitchen laughing at his dumb struck brother.
"This is none of your business."
"Whatever."
"You know I'm going to get you back for this." He yells after him.
"I'd like to see you try." He yelled back from the kitchen.
Now who had the brilliant idea of bringing his brother back here? Oh yeah, him.
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She had been busy all day cleaning her house from top to bottom, including the attic. There wasn't a spot in the house that wasn't cleaned. It felt like some kind of ritual. She was cleaning her old life away, making room for the new. She had removed almost all the pictures she had of her and Michael. There was still a few, but it was group photos that she wanted to keep. If you didn't know it, you would never have guessed they had been married.
Looking at the clock on the wall she realized she hadn't eaten all day and she hadn't heard from James. Maybe she wasn't supposed to hear from him, but she wouldn’t have mind. Debating on what to do she came up with the perfect solution. She was hungry and she would call him and see if he wanted to grab a bite to eat. Perfect.
Picking up her cell phone she hit speed dial 23.
"Hey you, I was just about to call you."
"You were?" She smiled.
"Yeah, I need your help with something and I was wondering if you wanted to come over. I'll order some food and stuff. Stu is here too."
"Sure, sounds great."
"Great, I'll see you soon then."
"Yeah, see you soon." She was about to hang up.
"Wait. You called me, so you must have wanted something. What was it?"
"I just wanted to see if you wanted to grab a bite to eat."
"Oh, perfect then."
"Yeah, perfect."
"Later."
"Later." About to hang up again.
"Wait."
"What now James?" She laughed.
"What do you want to eat?"
"You know what I want; do you even have to ask?"
"Just making sure it hasn't changed."
"No, nothing has changed."
"Good."
"Yeah."
Long pause.
"So, I'll see you soon then."
"Yeah, soon." This time she managed to hang up.
He looked at his cell. The thought of her coming over to his house made his heart race. She hadn't been there since before she had gotten married. He missed having her there. Sometimes it almost felt like the place was partly hers as well. They used to hang out there all the time, she helped him decorate, and she gave the place a homier feel to it.
"Stu, Joy is coming over and I'm ordering Chinese. What do you want? Oh and no comments about last night, her husband (ex-husband he muttered under his breath) or anything. On another note, why don't you just say nothing at all." He yelled.
He didn't know what she wanted people to know, so for now, she was still married. He had to ask her about that. He was just happy she was coming over. She said she wanted her friendship back, well, friendship it is. He had the perfect plan.
He ordered everything they used to order, knowing exactly what she wanted. He had the guy at the Chinese place read him back the order twice to make sure he had gotten it all.
He heard her pull up his driveway while he was still upstairs. He was running down the stairs as he heard the bell.
"Stu, I'll get...." Too late
"Hi Joy, how are you? Come on in."
"Stu, great to see you again." She gave him a hug.
They both walked into the living room as he hit the bottom of the stairs.
"You're here."
"Yes I am."
Awkward silence.
"So, you want something to drink? The food is not here yet."
"Sure, I'll take a glass of water."
Grabbing Stu's arm he dragged him into the kitchen with him.
"You be nice."
"I'm always nice. And Joy loves me. I can do nothing wrong in her eyes."
"In her eyes maybe, but in mine, plenty."
He knew his brother would be nice, he was always nice, he just had to make sure. The doorbell rang again.
"Can you get that?"
"You get it; I got it the last time."
He grabbed the glasses and the drinks and went to the living room. He just stood there looking at him when the doorbell rung again.
"Are you going to get that or are we going to starve?"
Someday soon he would get him.
He paid for the food and went to the living room with the bags. He sat down in the chair, since Stu had taken to spot next to Joy on the sofa. After he got out all the food from the bags he looked up and she was staring at him.
"What?"
"You didn't forget a thing?"
"You would have kicked my ass if I had."
"True." She laughed and got up.
"Where are you going?"
"I know the two of you are guys and almost cave men, but I would like it if we didn't eat with our hands. I can eat with chop sticks, you two on the other hand, not so much."
"Hey, I resent that."
"You know she is right, how else did we get that stain over there." Stu pointing to a red stain on the carpet.
"Don't tell her that, she doesn't need to know that."
"James, I was here." She was laughing.
It felt good to hear her laugh; it was a different kind of laugh. It was free. And even if she was laughing at him, it still felt good to hear her laugh.
Joy walked back into the room with plates and forks for the guys.
"So, you said you needed my help, what for?"
"Well, Stu and I want to have a New Years Eve Party."
"We do?" He gave his brother an angry stare.
"Yes we do, and I need you to help me plan it." He looked at Joy.
They spent the evening planning the party. They were going to invite the cast and crew and some of the friends they had made while living here for three years and a half now. Over the next few days they worked on getting the party ready. They kept it casual and just acted the way they used to be. Friends.
Things were strange, but not really. She had spent every day with James since he came over that night and it had been great. They had gone shopping together, eating together, getting everything ready. She even let him decorate his house for the party, even if he didn’t want to. They had been friends again and it was great. But in the back of her mind was also what happened at the Christmas Party.
Would he have stopped if he had known that she wasn’t really married anymore? Would she have wanted him to stop? What if it was happening again? Would she want him to stop again?
James had been nothing but a great friend to her all week. They had been hanging around like they used to do and it was great. But was it. As much as she wanted them to be friends, something at the back of her mind kept telling her she wanted more.
On New Year's Eve she came over early to help get everything ready for the party. Several people from the crew and a few from the cast were coming. There would be around 50 people. A lot for his house, but they would manage. He let her change in his room, not wanting her anywhere near Stu’s room as it was a complete mess.
People had already started to come as she walked down the stairs. His breath got stuck in his throat when he saw her. She was wearing a black halter top dress that went to her knees, her hair being held up by a clip. She looked so hot. Getting closer he realized that she had no bra on under the dress. It was going to be the death of him. He walked towards her, but when she saw him she walked another way. It confused him. He tried to follow her, but she was gone.
More people came and he was busy making sure everyone had what they needed and were having a good time. The evening went on and he hadn’t had any time to try and find her to talk to her. It was getting close to midnight and he was getting desperate. He looked for her everywhere.
She had managed to avoid him all evening. She didn’t know why. They were friends and had been hanging out all week, so why did she feel like she needed to avoid him all evening?
She walked back up to his room and out on the balcony. Remembering all the great times the have had together she didn’t hear him come in to the room, not until he walked out on the balcony. She actually felt his presence before she heard him.
He walked into his bedroom. He had looked for her everywhere, but she was gone. She must have left. She had been avoiding him all evening and it had been driving him nuts. As he walked into the room he noticed that the balcony was open.
He walked over and looked outside. What a site. She was standing sideways, looking out at nothing he guessed. The moon had her lit in the most beautiful light. She slowly turned towards him.
“Hey.”
“Hey. I thought you had left.”
“No, just needed some place less crowded.”
“Oh.”
“Yeah.”
Long pause.
“What time is it?” He looked at his watch.
“One minute till midnight.”
“Wow.”
“Yeah.”
“So I guess we should…”
“Well, it’s custom.”
“Yeah, it is.” He walked closer to her.
They heard them counting.
10
9
He stepped closer.
8
7
He put his hands on her waist.
6
5
Puller her a little closer.
4
3
Looked into her eyes.
2
1
“Happy New Year Joy.”
“Happy New Year James.”
A little hesitant at first, but he slowly leaned in and captured her lips. Trying, seeking at first, to see if she would pull back, but she didn’t. Their eyes burned into each other's and their lips touched.
He deepened the kiss at the same time as they started to walk towards his bed. He broke the kiss.
“Do you want me to go?”
She leaned in and kissed him, continuing the path towards the bed. He broke it off again.
“Joy, do you want me to go?” He had to be sure.
“No.”
“Good, because this time I’m not backing out.”
This time it was him that leaned in. Capturing her lips, at the same time removing the clip form her hair, letting it fall down her back. He loved the feel of her hair, the way it caressed his hands, like silk. They held each other as if they were afraid the other would float away if they let go, that the spell would be broken. Soft tentative kisses to remind and reacquaint soon turned passionate and then desperate.
They turned their heads so they fit perfect to each other and their mouths were open and hungry. Wet lips and tongues sucked and licked and pressed together. Breaths exchanged, given and taken with a need that could not be explained or described. In this sweet embrace they held each other for minutes that seemed like seconds. But even though their initial needs were sated, they still wanted more.
He moved them all the way over to the bed, gently lowering her to it. He lay at her side, leaning on his elbow. He stared at her and his hands found hers. Fingers intertwined, they kissed again. Soft tentative kisses as before. No rush or hurry. Just soft passion and love almost lost but now regained.
He lifted his head and she put her arm out for him to lie on. Their faces touched. Eyes crossed from being so close to each other. Feeling each other's hot breath. Relishing that moment of realization that they were finally together. His arm layed across her chest in an innocent caress.
Moving above her, he kissed her hard. Her arms came up to circle him and pulled him down to her. They held each other tight as they kissed. Their hearts were beating fast and hard and they moved to each other in urgent need for more.
His hands started to roam her body in the need of more. At first over her dress, but he quickly found the knot in the back and loosened it. Slowly pulling her dress away, his earlier suspicion was right, no bra. Cupping her breast he could hear a moan escape between their kisses. He circled her nipple with his fingers, making it want with anticipation. First one, then the other.
Her hands felt his chest, moving in swirling motions against the fabric of his shirt. Having no patience and wanting to feel his skin under her fingers she gripped each side of the opening and ripped it apart. Buttons flew everywhere. He stopped what he was doing and looked at her.
“In a hurry?”
“You just go back to what you were doing and let me have my fun as well.”
He couldn’t help but laugh at her. No one got in the way when she wanted something. Relishing in the feeling of her hands on his skin he started to kiss a path down her neck and between her breasts.
Even though this was new to both of them, the two of them finally coming together like this, it was like they had never done anything else. Their bodies totally in tune with each others wants and needs.
Urged on by the sounds she was making he finally clamped on to one of her nipples. The sound that was coming from her now was of pure bliss. Making sure both nipples got equal amount of attention he switched to the other.
Her hand moved slowly down his belly and slid under the waist of his pants. He shifted slightly to allow her better access to her goal. Her hand continued on until it felt the hair and then the hotness of his erection.
He moaned as she covered it with her hand and then slowly closed it around the shaft. She held it and felt I pulsing and it grew with intensity as she squeezed tighter. He reacted to her stimulus by sucking harder on her nipple. She cooed as he flicked his tongue against the little bud.
Her hand tried to stroke his cock but his boxers and pants restricted her, so she worked to unfasten the belt and snap. He got up and released her breast and slid his slacks and shorts off. His cock danced in the light, enticing her. She grabbed his cock and squeezed it as if feeling the girth and then she stroked the length.
He had been caught up in this attention, but now he resumed to his sweet work. Her breasts needed to be sucked and felt. He lavished his attention on them. One after the other, he gently bit, sucked, flicked and licked them. She squirmed under his play and her moans encouraged him.
Their touches became more urgent as they released that pent up desire. Her hand stroked his shaft with increased speed and her mind was torn between concentrating in the throbbing prize in her hand and the sensations that shot through her chest to the core between her legs. She could feel the dampness building. These heady sensations and feelings carried her up to new levels of need and she rolled as her nipples were worked by him.
He tugged at her dress, indicating that she needed to get rid of it. She got up on her knees in bed and removed her dress at the same time he got rid of his shirt completely. She was about to remove her panties but he stopped her, gently pushing her back down on the bed. Climbing above her he gave her a lingering kiss, savoring the taste and feeling.
Releasing her mouth, to much protest, he started to kiss a path down her body. First he went behind her ear and down her neck, before he continued down the valley between her breasts. Not forgetting the peaks, he made sure they got the attention they craved as well. Letting go of her breasts, to an even louder protest, he continued down her belly. Stopping at her bellybutton he dipped his tongue into it a few times before he continued.
Finally reaching the edge of her panties, she was bursting with anticipation. It was like her skin was on fire, his touch burning its mark, making her crave for it stronger for each touch. He finally hooked his thumbs on each side of her panties she lifted her hips to make it easier for him to get them off.
He threw them on the floor with the rest of their clothes while still holding on to one of her feet. He started to kiss a slow and torturous path up her leg. As he got mid thigh he let go of that one foot and picked up the other. He could sense her frustration. Making the same path up the other foot he didn’t stop this time but continued all the way up to her face.
He spread her legs with his and used his fingers to make sure she was ready. Staring into her eyes he guided himself to her entrance. Slowly he let himself slide in all the way. He held still, savoring that sensation of her around him. Neither of them were able to held still for long. Slow, long strokes satisfied them only for a moment as they started to move at a quicker rhythm. Their bodies responding to each other without words, knowing the other's wants and needs.
Realizing he was getting close, he slowed down; he wanted to savor this for as long as he could. He rolled them over, making her on top. She looked down at him, a little unsure. He moved his hands to her hips, urging her to move them, and she did. Tentative at first, but clearly enjoying the feeling and experience she started to take charge. Speeding up and slowing down when ever she wanted.
Watching her enjoy herself just turned him on more, if that was even possible, and he needed a release soon. He grabbed her hips and rolled them over again. Capturing her mouth he quickened his speed. Sensing that she wasn’t there yet he snuck his hand between their bodies and found her bud. Judging by the sounds coming from her, she didn’t mind that at all.
Changing his rhythm again, together with his hand he brought her over the edge. He let her release be the initiation to his own. He collapsed on top of her, both of them covered in a sheer layer of sweat and panting. Not wanting to crush her, he got up on his elbows and looked down at her. She was purring and grinned form ear to ear.
“You happy?”
“Very happy.”
“I’m happy you’re happy.”
“You’re silly.”
“That might be, but I’m happy silly.”
“Thank you.” She got serious.
“I’m the one who should be thanking you. You have no idea how happy you have made me today Joy.”
“I’m really happy too. But thank you for not being a selfish lover.”
“What do you mean?” He looked confused.
“This is the first time I have ever had an o…..” Her voice died. Embarrassed.
“Hey, look at me. It’s nothing to be embarrassed about, it’s not your fault.”
“But…”
“No but.” He cut her off.
He kissed her again, giving her the reassurance she needed.
~*~*~*~*~*~
He just held her. It was simple, yet it meant so much. Just being able to hold her and know it was what they both wanted, what they both needed.
Suddenly she started to giggle into his chest. It started low, and it got more and more intense. He looked at her but that just seemed to make her laugh even more.
"What?"
"Nothing."
"It has to be something; I mean you don't start laughing like that out of nowhere."
She looked at him and could see that he was concerned. Probably wondering if it was something he had done, or rather hadn't done.
"Come on, please tell me."
"Ok, I was just thinking that this has to be the definition of a Jamesgasm."
"A what-gasm?" She bursted out laughing again.
"A Jamesgasm."
"I heard you. I was just wonder where you got that word from, and it's not even a word."
She was still laughing at him. The confused look on his face was adorable.
"I was lurking on one of the message boards and there was a title there with the word in it. I had to take a look inside to see what it was about. It was a shrine to you. They were kind of scary in there so I left right away."
"A shrine, huh?"
"I knew that was all you were going to hear." She hit him in the arm.
"I think I might have to take a look at this."
"You shouldn't. They are scary in there. Talking about you like you are some kind of meat. Which I guess you are." She said as she tangled herself out of the sheets and tried to leave.
"Oh yeah." He dived after her. He caught her and pulled her back into bed. She was giggling, a happy and content smile on her face. Something he hadn't seen in a long time.
"This is a perfect start to a new year. Happy New Year Joy."
"Happy New Year James." They both leaned in, getting lost in each other as their lips met.
Author: see_see
Rating: Adult
Word Count: ~10,560
Characters: James/Joy
Spoilers: None really
Summary: What happen after the Christmas Party, and what will happen on New Years Eve?
Disclaimer: None of these people belong to me. This story is fiction and fiction only. It is not mean to hurt anyone, just for our enjoyment.
A/N:First I have to say that I'm so sorry that this has taken so long. I never meant for it to, but it did. But it's finally done and here it is.
I would like to thank my stand in beta, Berry berrymcgregor thank you so much for doing this hun.
I would also like to thank my usual beta Andrea deea347 for all her help during the time it has taken to write this.
When I started this story I didn't know about the sex tape storyline so there might be some things that doesn't fit, but this is fiction and I have taken liberties. There is a part of the story that might offend some, I'm sorry if it does. I don't mean to. Remember, this is fiction.
I hope you like it, and leave me a not and tell me what you think :D
The New Years Eve Party - Part B
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He tried to move, but he was trapped under something. Slowly opening his eyes all he saw was honey colored hair. Then all the memories from the night before came flooding back and he knew who was resting so peacefully on his chest. He made sure he was perfectly still. He didn't want to wake her, he just wanted to take in the beauty that was before him. Last night's conversation gave him hope, but should he allow himself to hope? Was he setting himself up for a huge fall? One of the last things he remembered her saying was that she wanted their friendship back. Their friendship. That was the word she had used. Nothing more, nothing less. But if that was all he got for now, then he would take it, he would take anything she was willing to give him.
And when he had seen the tears, all he could do was just hold her, hold her and whisper in her ear that everything was going to be okay. She was going to be okay. They were going to be okay. He was there for her whenever she needed him. She had fallen a sleep in his arms, and not wanting to weak her he had gotten comfortable and just let her sleep. By her appearance it looked like she needed some sleep.
Thump thump, thump thump, thump thimp. Someone was making noises. But the noises felt good, made her feel safe. She tried to open her eyes, but they just wouldn’t listen. She let her hands wander over whatever it was that she was sleeping on. Hard, but yet so soft. Thump thump, thump thump, thump thimp. It dawned on her what the noise was and finally won the battle with her eyes when they fluttered open. Moving her head slowly she looked up and was greeted with a huge grin.
"Good morning."
James. What was James doing here? Why was she sleeping on James? Why couldn't she stop saying his name?
She sat and he did the same.
"Morning. What time is it?"
"It's past 11. I guess we fell asleep kind of late"
"Yeah" She didn't have anything else to say. She needed to think and right now his presence was a distraction she could do without.
"Listen, James, I need to..."
"I have to get going." He cut her off.
"Oh, okay."
He got up from the couch and walked towards the entrance. She followed him, but with a safe distance.
"So... I guess I'll call you later"
"Yeah, later." Both of them avoiding the elephant in the room.
He opened the door and was on his way out before he suddenly turned and walked over to her. He bent down and placed a kiss on her forehead before pulling her in for a hug. She hugged him back. After what seemed like forever, but yet not long enough, he let go. Without a word he walked back to the door, gave her a last glance and left.
Shit.
She watched through the window as his truck drove away. It felt good to have told someone, to have told James. And she had to admit, she hadn't slept this good in a long time.
Walking over to her cell phone she saw that Michael had called. He had gotten the papers yesterday as well. Listening to the messages, he just wanted to make sure she was okay. She called him back, telling him that she was fine, but that she needed space. Right now she couldn't go back to being the way the used to be before they had started dating. Someday, but not now. He tried to talk her out if it, but she told him it was what she needed. They said their goodbyes and hung up.
That chapter of her life was now over, it was time to focus on the next. One day she would be ready to talk and hang out with Michael, but not now, not in a long time.
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James drove up to his house got out and was about to open the front door when it was ripped open.
"Where have you been? Why didn't you answer your cell phone? Huh?"
"Morning to you too."
"I was worried about you. You left in a hurry, didn't say where you were going or when you were coming back. You don't answer your cell phone. I even called the police."
"You called the police. Stu, are you stupid? Why would you call the police?"
He was getting all worked up and didn't notice the huge grin on his brother’s face. It wasn't until he heard him burst out laughing that he finally got it.
"That was mean."
"No it wasn't, it was funny."
"I can't believe you did that."
"Well, had to get you back for leaving me handing here last night. So where did you go anyway?"
"None of your business."
"I bet it was to that girl we met at the airport. The blond one that put her number in your back pocket and told you to call her." He was still grinning.
"What? No, of course not."
"What about..."
"Stop. Not that it's any of your business, I went to Joy's."
"I know."
"What do you mean you know?"
"After you left last night Lee called and asked if I wanted to come over. Driving over there I passed Joy's place and your truck was there."
"So if you knew, what the hell was all that for then?"
"For fun. Nothing like seeing you all worked up. What will her husband say when he finds out you spent the night?" He walked into the kitchen laughing at his dumb struck brother.
"This is none of your business."
"Whatever."
"You know I'm going to get you back for this." He yells after him.
"I'd like to see you try." He yelled back from the kitchen.
Now who had the brilliant idea of bringing his brother back here? Oh yeah, him.
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She had been busy all day cleaning her house from top to bottom, including the attic. There wasn't a spot in the house that wasn't cleaned. It felt like some kind of ritual. She was cleaning her old life away, making room for the new. She had removed almost all the pictures she had of her and Michael. There was still a few, but it was group photos that she wanted to keep. If you didn't know it, you would never have guessed they had been married.
Looking at the clock on the wall she realized she hadn't eaten all day and she hadn't heard from James. Maybe she wasn't supposed to hear from him, but she wouldn’t have mind. Debating on what to do she came up with the perfect solution. She was hungry and she would call him and see if he wanted to grab a bite to eat. Perfect.
Picking up her cell phone she hit speed dial 23.
"Hey you, I was just about to call you."
"You were?" She smiled.
"Yeah, I need your help with something and I was wondering if you wanted to come over. I'll order some food and stuff. Stu is here too."
"Sure, sounds great."
"Great, I'll see you soon then."
"Yeah, see you soon." She was about to hang up.
"Wait. You called me, so you must have wanted something. What was it?"
"I just wanted to see if you wanted to grab a bite to eat."
"Oh, perfect then."
"Yeah, perfect."
"Later."
"Later." About to hang up again.
"Wait."
"What now James?" She laughed.
"What do you want to eat?"
"You know what I want; do you even have to ask?"
"Just making sure it hasn't changed."
"No, nothing has changed."
"Good."
"Yeah."
Long pause.
"So, I'll see you soon then."
"Yeah, soon." This time she managed to hang up.
He looked at his cell. The thought of her coming over to his house made his heart race. She hadn't been there since before she had gotten married. He missed having her there. Sometimes it almost felt like the place was partly hers as well. They used to hang out there all the time, she helped him decorate, and she gave the place a homier feel to it.
"Stu, Joy is coming over and I'm ordering Chinese. What do you want? Oh and no comments about last night, her husband (ex-husband he muttered under his breath) or anything. On another note, why don't you just say nothing at all." He yelled.
He didn't know what she wanted people to know, so for now, she was still married. He had to ask her about that. He was just happy she was coming over. She said she wanted her friendship back, well, friendship it is. He had the perfect plan.
He ordered everything they used to order, knowing exactly what she wanted. He had the guy at the Chinese place read him back the order twice to make sure he had gotten it all.
He heard her pull up his driveway while he was still upstairs. He was running down the stairs as he heard the bell.
"Stu, I'll get...." Too late
"Hi Joy, how are you? Come on in."
"Stu, great to see you again." She gave him a hug.
They both walked into the living room as he hit the bottom of the stairs.
"You're here."
"Yes I am."
Awkward silence.
"So, you want something to drink? The food is not here yet."
"Sure, I'll take a glass of water."
Grabbing Stu's arm he dragged him into the kitchen with him.
"You be nice."
"I'm always nice. And Joy loves me. I can do nothing wrong in her eyes."
"In her eyes maybe, but in mine, plenty."
He knew his brother would be nice, he was always nice, he just had to make sure. The doorbell rang again.
"Can you get that?"
"You get it; I got it the last time."
He grabbed the glasses and the drinks and went to the living room. He just stood there looking at him when the doorbell rung again.
"Are you going to get that or are we going to starve?"
Someday soon he would get him.
He paid for the food and went to the living room with the bags. He sat down in the chair, since Stu had taken to spot next to Joy on the sofa. After he got out all the food from the bags he looked up and she was staring at him.
"What?"
"You didn't forget a thing?"
"You would have kicked my ass if I had."
"True." She laughed and got up.
"Where are you going?"
"I know the two of you are guys and almost cave men, but I would like it if we didn't eat with our hands. I can eat with chop sticks, you two on the other hand, not so much."
"Hey, I resent that."
"You know she is right, how else did we get that stain over there." Stu pointing to a red stain on the carpet.
"Don't tell her that, she doesn't need to know that."
"James, I was here." She was laughing.
It felt good to hear her laugh; it was a different kind of laugh. It was free. And even if she was laughing at him, it still felt good to hear her laugh.
Joy walked back into the room with plates and forks for the guys.
"So, you said you needed my help, what for?"
"Well, Stu and I want to have a New Years Eve Party."
"We do?" He gave his brother an angry stare.
"Yes we do, and I need you to help me plan it." He looked at Joy.
They spent the evening planning the party. They were going to invite the cast and crew and some of the friends they had made while living here for three years and a half now. Over the next few days they worked on getting the party ready. They kept it casual and just acted the way they used to be. Friends.
Things were strange, but not really. She had spent every day with James since he came over that night and it had been great. They had gone shopping together, eating together, getting everything ready. She even let him decorate his house for the party, even if he didn’t want to. They had been friends again and it was great. But in the back of her mind was also what happened at the Christmas Party.
Would he have stopped if he had known that she wasn’t really married anymore? Would she have wanted him to stop? What if it was happening again? Would she want him to stop again?
James had been nothing but a great friend to her all week. They had been hanging around like they used to do and it was great. But was it. As much as she wanted them to be friends, something at the back of her mind kept telling her she wanted more.
On New Year's Eve she came over early to help get everything ready for the party. Several people from the crew and a few from the cast were coming. There would be around 50 people. A lot for his house, but they would manage. He let her change in his room, not wanting her anywhere near Stu’s room as it was a complete mess.
People had already started to come as she walked down the stairs. His breath got stuck in his throat when he saw her. She was wearing a black halter top dress that went to her knees, her hair being held up by a clip. She looked so hot. Getting closer he realized that she had no bra on under the dress. It was going to be the death of him. He walked towards her, but when she saw him she walked another way. It confused him. He tried to follow her, but she was gone.
More people came and he was busy making sure everyone had what they needed and were having a good time. The evening went on and he hadn’t had any time to try and find her to talk to her. It was getting close to midnight and he was getting desperate. He looked for her everywhere.
She had managed to avoid him all evening. She didn’t know why. They were friends and had been hanging out all week, so why did she feel like she needed to avoid him all evening?
She walked back up to his room and out on the balcony. Remembering all the great times the have had together she didn’t hear him come in to the room, not until he walked out on the balcony. She actually felt his presence before she heard him.
He walked into his bedroom. He had looked for her everywhere, but she was gone. She must have left. She had been avoiding him all evening and it had been driving him nuts. As he walked into the room he noticed that the balcony was open.
He walked over and looked outside. What a site. She was standing sideways, looking out at nothing he guessed. The moon had her lit in the most beautiful light. She slowly turned towards him.
“Hey.”
“Hey. I thought you had left.”
“No, just needed some place less crowded.”
“Oh.”
“Yeah.”
Long pause.
“What time is it?” He looked at his watch.
“One minute till midnight.”
“Wow.”
“Yeah.”
“So I guess we should…”
“Well, it’s custom.”
“Yeah, it is.” He walked closer to her.
They heard them counting.
10
9
He stepped closer.
8
7
He put his hands on her waist.
6
5
Puller her a little closer.
4
3
Looked into her eyes.
2
1
“Happy New Year Joy.”
“Happy New Year James.”
A little hesitant at first, but he slowly leaned in and captured her lips. Trying, seeking at first, to see if she would pull back, but she didn’t. Their eyes burned into each other's and their lips touched.
He deepened the kiss at the same time as they started to walk towards his bed. He broke the kiss.
“Do you want me to go?”
She leaned in and kissed him, continuing the path towards the bed. He broke it off again.
“Joy, do you want me to go?” He had to be sure.
“No.”
“Good, because this time I’m not backing out.”
This time it was him that leaned in. Capturing her lips, at the same time removing the clip form her hair, letting it fall down her back. He loved the feel of her hair, the way it caressed his hands, like silk. They held each other as if they were afraid the other would float away if they let go, that the spell would be broken. Soft tentative kisses to remind and reacquaint soon turned passionate and then desperate.
They turned their heads so they fit perfect to each other and their mouths were open and hungry. Wet lips and tongues sucked and licked and pressed together. Breaths exchanged, given and taken with a need that could not be explained or described. In this sweet embrace they held each other for minutes that seemed like seconds. But even though their initial needs were sated, they still wanted more.
He moved them all the way over to the bed, gently lowering her to it. He lay at her side, leaning on his elbow. He stared at her and his hands found hers. Fingers intertwined, they kissed again. Soft tentative kisses as before. No rush or hurry. Just soft passion and love almost lost but now regained.
He lifted his head and she put her arm out for him to lie on. Their faces touched. Eyes crossed from being so close to each other. Feeling each other's hot breath. Relishing that moment of realization that they were finally together. His arm layed across her chest in an innocent caress.
Moving above her, he kissed her hard. Her arms came up to circle him and pulled him down to her. They held each other tight as they kissed. Their hearts were beating fast and hard and they moved to each other in urgent need for more.
His hands started to roam her body in the need of more. At first over her dress, but he quickly found the knot in the back and loosened it. Slowly pulling her dress away, his earlier suspicion was right, no bra. Cupping her breast he could hear a moan escape between their kisses. He circled her nipple with his fingers, making it want with anticipation. First one, then the other.
Her hands felt his chest, moving in swirling motions against the fabric of his shirt. Having no patience and wanting to feel his skin under her fingers she gripped each side of the opening and ripped it apart. Buttons flew everywhere. He stopped what he was doing and looked at her.
“In a hurry?”
“You just go back to what you were doing and let me have my fun as well.”
He couldn’t help but laugh at her. No one got in the way when she wanted something. Relishing in the feeling of her hands on his skin he started to kiss a path down her neck and between her breasts.
Even though this was new to both of them, the two of them finally coming together like this, it was like they had never done anything else. Their bodies totally in tune with each others wants and needs.
Urged on by the sounds she was making he finally clamped on to one of her nipples. The sound that was coming from her now was of pure bliss. Making sure both nipples got equal amount of attention he switched to the other.
Her hand moved slowly down his belly and slid under the waist of his pants. He shifted slightly to allow her better access to her goal. Her hand continued on until it felt the hair and then the hotness of his erection.
He moaned as she covered it with her hand and then slowly closed it around the shaft. She held it and felt I pulsing and it grew with intensity as she squeezed tighter. He reacted to her stimulus by sucking harder on her nipple. She cooed as he flicked his tongue against the little bud.
Her hand tried to stroke his cock but his boxers and pants restricted her, so she worked to unfasten the belt and snap. He got up and released her breast and slid his slacks and shorts off. His cock danced in the light, enticing her. She grabbed his cock and squeezed it as if feeling the girth and then she stroked the length.
He had been caught up in this attention, but now he resumed to his sweet work. Her breasts needed to be sucked and felt. He lavished his attention on them. One after the other, he gently bit, sucked, flicked and licked them. She squirmed under his play and her moans encouraged him.
Their touches became more urgent as they released that pent up desire. Her hand stroked his shaft with increased speed and her mind was torn between concentrating in the throbbing prize in her hand and the sensations that shot through her chest to the core between her legs. She could feel the dampness building. These heady sensations and feelings carried her up to new levels of need and she rolled as her nipples were worked by him.
He tugged at her dress, indicating that she needed to get rid of it. She got up on her knees in bed and removed her dress at the same time he got rid of his shirt completely. She was about to remove her panties but he stopped her, gently pushing her back down on the bed. Climbing above her he gave her a lingering kiss, savoring the taste and feeling.
Releasing her mouth, to much protest, he started to kiss a path down her body. First he went behind her ear and down her neck, before he continued down the valley between her breasts. Not forgetting the peaks, he made sure they got the attention they craved as well. Letting go of her breasts, to an even louder protest, he continued down her belly. Stopping at her bellybutton he dipped his tongue into it a few times before he continued.
Finally reaching the edge of her panties, she was bursting with anticipation. It was like her skin was on fire, his touch burning its mark, making her crave for it stronger for each touch. He finally hooked his thumbs on each side of her panties she lifted her hips to make it easier for him to get them off.
He threw them on the floor with the rest of their clothes while still holding on to one of her feet. He started to kiss a slow and torturous path up her leg. As he got mid thigh he let go of that one foot and picked up the other. He could sense her frustration. Making the same path up the other foot he didn’t stop this time but continued all the way up to her face.
He spread her legs with his and used his fingers to make sure she was ready. Staring into her eyes he guided himself to her entrance. Slowly he let himself slide in all the way. He held still, savoring that sensation of her around him. Neither of them were able to held still for long. Slow, long strokes satisfied them only for a moment as they started to move at a quicker rhythm. Their bodies responding to each other without words, knowing the other's wants and needs.
Realizing he was getting close, he slowed down; he wanted to savor this for as long as he could. He rolled them over, making her on top. She looked down at him, a little unsure. He moved his hands to her hips, urging her to move them, and she did. Tentative at first, but clearly enjoying the feeling and experience she started to take charge. Speeding up and slowing down when ever she wanted.
Watching her enjoy herself just turned him on more, if that was even possible, and he needed a release soon. He grabbed her hips and rolled them over again. Capturing her mouth he quickened his speed. Sensing that she wasn’t there yet he snuck his hand between their bodies and found her bud. Judging by the sounds coming from her, she didn’t mind that at all.
Changing his rhythm again, together with his hand he brought her over the edge. He let her release be the initiation to his own. He collapsed on top of her, both of them covered in a sheer layer of sweat and panting. Not wanting to crush her, he got up on his elbows and looked down at her. She was purring and grinned form ear to ear.
“You happy?”
“Very happy.”
“I’m happy you’re happy.”
“You’re silly.”
“That might be, but I’m happy silly.”
“Thank you.” She got serious.
“I’m the one who should be thanking you. You have no idea how happy you have made me today Joy.”
“I’m really happy too. But thank you for not being a selfish lover.”
“What do you mean?” He looked confused.
“This is the first time I have ever had an o…..” Her voice died. Embarrassed.
“Hey, look at me. It’s nothing to be embarrassed about, it’s not your fault.”
“But…”
“No but.” He cut her off.
He kissed her again, giving her the reassurance she needed.
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He just held her. It was simple, yet it meant so much. Just being able to hold her and know it was what they both wanted, what they both needed.
Suddenly she started to giggle into his chest. It started low, and it got more and more intense. He looked at her but that just seemed to make her laugh even more.
"What?"
"Nothing."
"It has to be something; I mean you don't start laughing like that out of nowhere."
She looked at him and could see that he was concerned. Probably wondering if it was something he had done, or rather hadn't done.
"Come on, please tell me."
"Ok, I was just thinking that this has to be the definition of a Jamesgasm."
"A what-gasm?" She bursted out laughing again.
"A Jamesgasm."
"I heard you. I was just wonder where you got that word from, and it's not even a word."
She was still laughing at him. The confused look on his face was adorable.
"I was lurking on one of the message boards and there was a title there with the word in it. I had to take a look inside to see what it was about. It was a shrine to you. They were kind of scary in there so I left right away."
"A shrine, huh?"
"I knew that was all you were going to hear." She hit him in the arm.
"I think I might have to take a look at this."
"You shouldn't. They are scary in there. Talking about you like you are some kind of meat. Which I guess you are." She said as she tangled herself out of the sheets and tried to leave.
"Oh yeah." He dived after her. He caught her and pulled her back into bed. She was giggling, a happy and content smile on her face. Something he hadn't seen in a long time.
"This is a perfect start to a new year. Happy New Year Joy."
"Happy New Year James." They both leaned in, getting lost in each other as their lips met.