Chapter 18
Justin took Vicky home the next day. He kept her in bed for most of the day, bringing her breakfast and lunch. Vicky enjoyed being waited on. She didn’t mind that Justin was keeping her in bed all day. She didn’t even want to get up anyway.
“Justin!” Vicky called. She rang the little bell that he had given her whenever she needed him. It was seldom used since Vicky didn’t like bothering Justin.
Justin ran into the room panting. “Yeah, Vicky?” he asked breathlessly.
“I just remembered that tomorrow was Thanksgiving. I thought you’d like to know. This doesn’t mean that I’m expecting you to cook me a turkey dinner or anything. I just don’t want you getting the wrong impression,” she said.
“Good because my mom’s coming some time tomorrow along with my entire family. She always comes Thanksgiving morning and does the cooking for us. This year it’s at my house,” Justin explained. “That reminds me, you have to look presentable. I don’t want my mom to hate you. I’m going to be taking you out later on tonight for a nice dinner, then shopping to spoil you.”
“Aw, Justin, you don’t have to spoil me,” Vicky replied. As tempting as new stuff sounded, she didn’t want to take advantage of him.
“It’s my treat, and I won’t take no for an answer,” he retorted. “All you have to do is tell me when you want to go.”
Vicky thought for a moment. “How about right now?” she asked.
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At the mall later on that day, Vicky and Justin walked down the crowded halls hand in hand searching for stores to look through. Justin wore a pair of sunglasses and a hat to keep from people knowing who he was. So far, they had been to Banana Republic, the Gap, Guess, and Old Navy. Vicky, now in her domain, had bought at least a little something from every store that they went to.
Justin didn’t mind spending money on her. Everything Vicky tried on made her look heavenly. She was beautiful to look at in anything. They went to a few more stores before something caught Vicky’s eye. It was dress in the window of Cache. “Justin, look at that dress,” she nearly whispered as she looked at its beautiful deep blue lace that covered a slightly lighter blue silky fabric.
“Do you like it?” Justin asked. He stared for a couple of seconds before dragging Vicky into the store.
She went to try it on as he waited. A few minutes later, Vicky came out of the fitting room wearing the stunning dress. Justin stared at her as she walked around in front of him admiring herself. “So, what do you think?” Vicky finally asked.
Justin took off his sunglasses and stared at her for a long time. He was mesmerized by the way the dress looked on her thin, tall body. Every curve could be seen, and every little detail popped out. ‘She is so beautiful,’ Justin thought to himself.
“Wow,” was all he could say. Just staring at Vicky put a spell over him.
“Do you like it?” she innocently questioned.
“You look gorgeous,” Justin complimented.
“You really think so?”
“Yeah.” Justin’s voice became dreamy, and Vicky knew he was telling the truth. She changed back into her regular clothes, then they paid for the dress and left the store. With no more places left to shop, Justin and Vicky went home.
That night, as Vicky lay in bed while Justin did some things, she thought about the way the dress looked on her. Justin’s reaction made it seem to her that it was extremely beautiful. She kept it at that, not wanting to think about it anymore. Justin walked into the room with tired eyes. He slipped beside Vicky and kissed her.
“Justin, could I talk to you about something?” she asked.
“Sure, anything. Let’s keep our relationship secret free,” Justin replied.
“Do I look fat?” Vicky answered.
“You do not look fat. You are the thinnest person I know. You’re thinner than that other girl I dated before you. What was her name again?” he said, rolling over her and kissing her again.
“I don’t know, and I don’t care, as long as I’m the only one you remember.” Vicky slid her hands down his back and to his tight butt. Justin shuddered as he felt her fingers gently pull his pants down to his knees. “Mmmm, not wearing any underwear, I see. I guess you know what turns me on.”
Vicky smiled as she began to massage him. Justin could feel himself getting more excited as her hands worked him steadily. He moaned feeling the pleasure Vicky was giving him. She slid between his legs and was ready to please even more him when then doorbell rang. Justin shot up as he pulled his pants back on. Vicky was angry for not being able to finish what she was about to do. He ran to the door and opened it.
“Mom!” Justin nearly shouted. “What are you doing here?”
“I know, I’m early. But you have room, don’t you?” she replied, entering the house.
“Justin, who is it?” Vicky called as she walked into the living room wearing Justin’s silk pajamas again. She was surprised to see that his mother was standing in the doorway. Vicky’s smile turned into a frown as she thought about the way she looked.
“Is she that girl you’ve been after for the past few months?” Mrs. Timberlake asked while she stared hard at Vicky.
“Yeah,” Justin mumbled. “Mom, this is Vicky Nelson. Vicky, this is my mom.”
“Hi, pleased to meet you,” Vicky politely said as she held out her hand.
“Pleased to meet you, too. I finally know the girl my son’s been in love with for so long. Justin, you didn’t tell me she was this nice,” Mrs. Timberlake replied.
Justin was beginning to feel uncomfortable. He really didn’t want his mother seeing his girlfriend this way because he knew he’d be in for it later on that night. “Come on, Vicky. Go back to bed. You need your rest. You’ve had a long week,” Justin began to shoo her back to the bedroom. He took her arm and pulled away from the living room and into the hall.
“Justin, let go,” she struggled, trying to pull away from his grasp. Realizing it was useless since she was too weak, Vicky quit struggling and said, “What are you doing?”
“I’m getting you away from my mother,” he answered. “When it comes to the girls I date, she can really be picky. Besides, I don’t wanna lose you to her.”
“What do you mean by that?” Vicky asked.
“I promise I’ll tell you later if you go to bed. Please?” Justin begged.
Not wanting to fight, Vicky responded, “Okay, but you better tell me.” She then walked into the bedroom.
Justin ran back to the living room to talk to his mother. “Mom, the extra bedroom’s open. Is that okay with you?” She nodded, and he took her there to get settled. They said their good nights, then Justin headed back to his room to explain everything to Vicky. As he opened the door, he could see her under the covers waiting for him.
“Vicky, I’m sorry I had to kick you out like I did. It’s just that I didn’t want my mother to tell you off. She always seems to do that kind of stuff when I’m in love. Are you mad at me?” he innocently asked.
“No, I probably would have done the same for you,” Vicky replied as Justin hopped in bed beside her.
He felt her skin and asked, “Are you naked?”
Vicky nodded as a devious smile appeared across her face. She wiggled under the covers and began to slip off Justin’s pants. He could feel her hands slowly move up his inner thighs and grab him. Justin moaned as his head rolled back in pleasure. Vicky’s breasts fell on his stomach as she kissed his chest. Her hands worked him slowly, savoring the moment. His hips moved in time with her mouth as she began to suck on him gently. Justin grabbed on to the bed sheets to keep from screaming. His breathing quickened as he reached down to pull Vicky onto him.
“We can’t do this,” Justin said nearly out of breath.
“Why?” Vicky almost yelled.
“Because my mom’s in the other room,” he answered.
“Fine, then we won’t. We’ll do it when she leaves.”
“Fine by me.” Vicky stroked Justin’s chest as he pulled off his shirt. “Okay, now we’re both naked if that makes you feel any better,” he said, wrapping his arms around her. Vicky laid her head on his chest and kissed him once more before falling asleep.