Gemini (23 page)

All I needed to do now was sit down, relax with some tea and wait for my call with Cedric.

***

I was surprised when I received a text from Cedric at 10:30.

Cedric: Hey. Are you home? I got done a little early and so, I wondered if you wanted to Skype in like five minutes.

Allison: Hi. Yes, sure…I’ll turn it on.

Cedric: Can I ask you a favor?

Allison:  Sure. What is it?

Cedric: Can you show me what you look like as Wonder Woman? Can you wear the costume when we Skype? I’ve been thinking about it all day since you told me.

Allison: Are you serious?! I just showered and changed out of it.

Cedric: Ok. :-( Never mind.

Allison: You really want to see it?

Cedric: Yes!

Allison: Okay, I’ll change.

Cedric: Really? Yes! Just for that, I’ll wear my Clark Kent glasses. My contacts are acting up anyway and I want to be able to see this clearl
y


Allison: I’ll bet you look sexy in glasses. See you in a few.

Cedric: xo

I laughed hysterically as I ripped off my dress and grabbed my Wonder Woman outfit, which consisted of a strapless red tank with gold accents and a royal blue mini skirt with stars. I topped it off with the gold crown and put on my red thigh high boots. In public, I wore a blue cardigan over the top, but I would leave it off for Cedric. I can’t believe he is making me do this…but I would do anything for him at this point.

I sat on my bed in character now, feeling like a goof, wondering what Cedric will look like in his Superman glasses.

I jumped at the sound of my phone. It was another text from Cedric.

Cedric:  Are you in your costume?

Allison: Yes…I turned on Skype. I am waiting for you to go online.

Cedric: I am not going to be able to Skype tonight after all, sweetheart.

What?

Allison:  Okay. What happened
?

Cedric: Well, for one there is no wireless in your hallway.

I read over the text again. There was no…wireless…in…MY HALLWAY?

I shrieked, ran to the door and opened it up the sexiest man in glasses I have ever seen.

As I ran on the treadmill at the hotel gym on Wednesday morning, I got the call that would change my week entirely.

The general manager at KABV-TV cancelled my meeting scheduled for that day, so I immediately called my Thursday morning client and cancelled them too. Figuring I would now have to come back to L.A. another time to meet with KABV, I would reschedule both meetings for another time. Dripping with sweat, my heart raced as I thought about feeling her next to me again. This meant I could go home and be with Allison again almost two days early, so I wasted no time getting myself on the 11:00 am flight back to Boston.

***

On the flight home, I closed my eyes and thought about how I should surprise her. I decided I would text her on my layover in Newark and pretend I was still in California, arranging the time to Skype tonight. I should have enough time to drop by my condo, shower and change, assuming no delays.

             
The flight attendant startled me out of my fantasies when she offered me a drink. I opted for a glass of Merlot to help me relax. As I slowly sipped the wine, nerves overcame me as I pondered whether I was making the right decision diving headfirst into a romantic relationship with the one woman on Earth that should be forbidden.

Unfortunately, she’s all I can think about and all I want.

So many people could get hurt if things don’t work in my favor, not only Allison and me, but Mom and Callie. Mom would find out the truth about everything if…
when
…I had to tell Allison. When
would
I tell her the truth? I wasn’t ready to go there and needed to make sure she trusted me first. More than anything, selfishly, I needed to have her…at least once…before I ever possibly lost the chance. If that means I am going to Hell, then so be it.

             
A cornucopia of emotions flooded through me on that flight home: guilt, longing, grief for something I haven’t even lost yet. Allison wasn’t just special for what she meant to me before I laid eyes on her in that diner that first day. Every moment spent with her since, has made me realize feelings in myself that I thought were long dead and some feelings I have never experienced before. Maybe, by some miracle, there would be a way to make her understand why I needed to wait to tell her the truth.

The fasten seatbelt signal snapped me out of my ruminations as the plane prepared to land.

When we arrived in Newark, I had only a half hour layover. The first thing I did was text Allison. When she responded to me about the Wonder Woman costume she had to wear for work, I nearly lost it. That sounded so sexy, even though I knew she wasn’t intending to be. We planned to Skype later tonight, which really meant I would be showing up at her apartment to surprise her. The confused emotions I felt on the plane from L.A. disappeared as my excitement grew.

The trip to Boston, which was a quick commuter flight, seemed to take forever. The jet was smaller and I was sandwiched between two older women, one of whom smelled like gasoline while the other ate tuna. When we touched down at Logan Airport, I grabbed a cab to my condo and was so happy to be off that plane.

***

             
It felt amazing to be home. I had about a half hour to shower and change before heading over to Allison’s house and I really needed to look good for her tonight.

Unfortunately, the dry air on the plane did a number on my eyes; with my contacts acting up, I would be wearing my glasses. My hair was gelled to perfection and I wore dark blue Levis and a navy blue henley, spraying ample cologne and grabbing a few condoms, just in case.

I was pretty confident Allison wanted to have sex tonight, but I wasn’t going to assume anything; After all, I would be springing this visit on her, but I needed to be prepared.

I was ready to go, but running earlier than our scheduled Skype call. I decided to head over there anyway, impatient as hell to see her.

             
On the drive to her house, I couldn’t get the image of that that friggin’ sexy Wonder Woman costume out of my head. By the time I pulled into a parking spot around the corner form her house, I decided to text her to let her know I was ready to Skype early and to ask her to wear the costume for our “call.” Can’t blame a man for trying, right? I was amazed when she actually agreed and I got hard just imagining what she would look like opening that door.

I sat in the car for a few minutes before we were set to Skype and then got out walking around the corner to her house. Luckily, the front door was open and I only needed to make my way up the stairs before texting her one last time to let her know that I couldn’t Skype because I was actually texting from her hallway.

After I typed the words, ‘no wireless in your hallway’, there was a pause as I stood outside her door, my heart pounding violently.

I heard her shriek.

“What?!” Allison squealed from behind the door and this made me laugh out loud.

             
When she opened the door, my heart nearly stopped at the sight of her.

I rushed into her and buried my nose in her neck breathing her fruity scent in. She squeezed me so tightly; I could feel her soft breasts against my chest bursting through the red tube top.

I stepped back taking her in and grabbed her face, pulling her lips into mine, kissing her passionately.

She pulled back, suddenly, panting from my kiss. “Cedric…oh my God…wha…what are you doing back tonight?” she asked, her face flushed and her hands shaking as she cupped my chin.

I gave no response, just stared at her, grabbing her trembling hands and kissing them softly.

Allison looked like there should be a halo of light surrounding her. I felt like a horny preteen whose favorite superhero just came to life out of a comic book. Her dark  hair was shiny and flowing underneath a golden crown. Her beautiful breasts spilled out of the shiny red strapless top and I could see her hard nipples through the fabric…and the boots…
the boots…
red thigh high boots.

“God, you are so fucking beautiful,” I whispered, pulling her toward me again, kissing the bottom of her neck hard and working my way up to her lips, which she parted as I thrust my tongue into her mouth hungrily.

She moaned as I continued to plunge my tongue deeper and deeper into her mouth, never quite getting enough. With each moan, I got harder and harder imagining what she would sound like when I was inside of her.

I pulled back after a few minutes, still holding her face in my hands. “I couldn’t wait another night Allison. My meeting was cancelled today, so I got on the first flight I could. I hope this is a good surprise?”

Allison’s green eyes beamed with golden speckles. “Cedric…this is the best surprise.” She smiled as she ran her fingers through my hair, looking at me affectionately.

“Thank you for letting me see you in this,” I said, rubbing my hands up and down her arm, glancing down at her breasts, to her flat stomach down to her legs.

Laughing, she reached up cupping my face with her hand. “Oh my God…you were not kidding about the glasses, too. I love you in them. You look so studious and sexy…totally Clark Kent.”

I gave her a mischievous smile and kissed her again. “Glad you like them, sweetheart.”

“You must be starved. Can I get you something to eat?” Allison asked.

I stared deeply into her eyes and shook my head. I needed her to know how much I wanted her, how little self-control I had left. “The only thing I am hungry for is you.”

With that, Allison pulled me toward her face, taking my mouth into hers and walking backwards as we moved in synch and I pushed her into the bedroom.

I broke away from the kiss for a few seconds to just stare at her and take in the moment.

Looking down at her soft neck, I realized that I had given her a small hickey. I pulled her toward me again, sucking on her neck even harder wanting to mark her over and over again, making her mine.

Pushing her down onto the bed, I continued sucking at her neck and felt her soft hands run through my hair, pushing me down onto her breasts which I started to kiss gently, licking them in circles through the fabric.

Her panting showed me that she wanted me to keep going.

Dying to suck on her breasts bare, I pushed the fabric of her strapless top down, exposing them. Goddamit, she wasn’t even wearing a bra. I wasn’t expecting to see them right then and there when I did that. Like the rest of her, her breasts were perfect…medium sized, firm, with soft pink buds. Squeezing them together, I buried my face in them, kissing and licking a line up and down her cleavage as she held onto my hair. Taking turns sucking hard on each of her nipples, it was clearly a weakness for Allison as her legs rustled as I sucked harder and harder.

Pulling her red tube top all the way down her waist, I kissed down the length of her soft flat stomach, flicking my tongue over her beautiful belly button and kissing my way back up to her breasts, stopping to suck on them some more and then moving upwards back to her mouth.

She gripped my ass in both of her hands as I kissed her. My dick was fully hard, bursting through my jeans and I knew she could feel it pressing against her.

I stopped kissing her to look into her eyes.

She looked up at me with the sweetest smile and just nodded, a silent affirmation for me to keep going.