Down and Dirty (13 page)

“I’m glad for her,” Cristal said. She kind of meant it.

“Harper has been talking to her lately about designing a line of clothes for men,” Yori said.

“Harper?” Cristal asked.

Yori nodded. “He does have great taste in clothing, and he knows a thing or two about dressing women.”

“You mean Shaundra?”

Yori nodded. “That freaked me out in the beginning, but I began to understand it’s just Harper’s way of doing things. He picked out some pretty nice things for Shaundra.”

“Speaking of which, do you think she and Ichiro are getting along tonight?”

“I don’t know. Either Ichiro will win her back or she will whip his ass. Either way, we’ll know something by tomorrow,” Yori said. “It was a very good idea to give them some time together.”

Satoshi returned from the men’s room and sat down at the table. “What did I miss?”

“Not much,” Yori said. “I was just about to ask Cristal to dance.” He rose.

“But…” Satoshi said.

“But nothing,” Yori told him. “You have to share her tonight.”

“Okay,” Satoshi said, giving in with a smile. “But I have the next dance.”

Cristal looked down at Satoshi as she joined Yori on the floor. “Try to stay out of trouble until we return.”

Satoshi looked up at her and smiled innocently.

****

“Oh my, your body looks so delicious,” Ichiro told Shaundra after they’d gotten out of their clothes and made sure the bed was clean. He’d hung both their white suits on a rack. His underwear lay on the floor at his feet while Shaundra’s lay wherever he’d tossed them in his haste to get her out of them. He’d buy her more if she couldn’t find them later.

Ichiro gulped. Shaundra’s breasts were better than he imagined. He approached the bed slowly.

“Come on, baby,” Shaundra told him. “I won’t bite.”

He’d heard that line before. Ichiro smiled weakly, but climbed upon the bed slowly.

“Maybe you need a little encouragement since it’s been so long.” Shaundra parted her legs.

“Holy moly,” Ichiro said, peering down at what she offered him. He crawled between Shaundra’s thighs to get a closer look. “Enchanting,” he said, lifting her legs and lowering his head to sample.

Shaundra moaned as his tongue darted inside her. She tasted delicious, like food to a starving man. Ichiro gripped the cheeks of her ass and pulled her closer. He squeezed her brown, rounded butt.
Firm
. She’d done some toning, but she still had the best rear on a woman he’d ever seen. And she smelled like cocoa butter.

Ichiro eased up on the slurping and slipped a finger inside the hole just to test the waters. He found it surprisingly warm and tight. He found it hard to believe she’d just given birth to twins. Ichiro ran a hand along her abdomen, gently caressing the cesarean scar. Shaundra trembled under his touch and rotated her hips, sucking at his finger as he worked it inside her. He introduced a second finger to stretch her. Babies or not, she was still tiny under him and he didn’t want to hurt her.

Ichiro eased his finger out and slid his tongue back in, tasting the nectar that now flowed from his wife. Feeling a bit daring, he slid a finger between the crack of her behind and touched the tight little brown hole.

Shaundra squealed and squirmed.

Ichiro wet his finger and eased just the tip inside.

Shaundra gasped louder this time and tried to wiggle away from his finger, but he held her in place as more of his finger disappeared inside. Shaundra came several minutes later after he fiercely worked on both holes.

Ichiro came up gasping for air after Shaundra stopped squeezing the sides of his head with her thighs. There was no heat on in the house, but Shaundra’s hair lay plastered to her sweaty face from the fire he incited inside her.

Ichiro rose above her and stole a kiss. Shaundra’s tongue darted between his lips and before he knew it, she was atop him. It amazed him how powerful and forceful she could be during sex.

Shaundra kissed and licked her way down his body.

Ichiro quivered. It had been so long since he felt like this. The feel of Shaundra’s lips as they wrapped around the head of his cock nearly made him bolt from the bed with excitement. “Ah!”

Shaundra slid down lower and sucked hard, making him moan with pleasure. Her tongue snaked around the shaft and then down to his balls.

“Umm,” Ichiro moaned, thinking life couldn’t get any better than this.

Shaundra mounted him, surrounding him with her warmth.

Ichiro reached up and palmed both her hips. He found no fat, just solid muscles. Shaundra’s stomach and abs looked pretty good too, like she’d been working out at a gym. Where did she find the time to go to a gym?
Don’t ask
.

“Ich, honey, pay attention,” Shaundra told him as she ground her pelvis against his.

It was hard not to pay attention as his sexy wife bounced up and down on his cock. Ichiro reached out, grabbed one of her breasts, and gently squeezed the nipple.

“Ooh!” Shaundra moaned. “That feels so good.”

He could come just by listening to her sultry voice. He squeezed the nipple again and a little milk escaped. “Dinner time,” he said, gently rolling the cowgirl out of the saddle and onto her back. He’d been waiting for months to sample some of his sons’ liquid meal. He wrapped his lips around the areola and sucked. “Oh!” he said like an excited child, and then he actually giggled like one. His mouth filled with the milky liquid.
Not homogenized, but not bad either
. No wonder the boys were always begging to be fed.
This is fun
. He used his other hand and tried to guide his dick back inside Shaundra’s wet snatch. He couldn’t do it since he was so much taller than her. He went back to nursing.

“Leave some for the babies and fuck me,” Shaundra told him.

Ichiro released the nipple. “Ooh, Miss Gutter Mouth.” He licked the milk residue from his lips. “I’ll fuck you if that’s what you want.” He lifted her generous bottom, parted her, and then drove his cock home.

Shaundra gasped and scratched at his back, more than likely drawing blood. The fun ended. He was ready to get down to some serious loving and he wanted it doggy-style. He pulled out, flipped Shaundra over on her knees, and drove it deep just the way he liked it.

Shaundra’s head went back and all that thick hair cascaded down her back, drawing his attention as he humped. He reached out and tugged on it to see if he could get a response out of her.

“Ah, shit,” Shaundra shouted.

Ichiro smiled. He was glad that they were alone because Shaundra’s voice echoed throughout the house. She reared that big old butt back on him and took more of him inside her. If he died at that moment, he’d go to meet his maker with a big smile on his face. Shaundra rocked back and forth on her knees, taking him deep inside and then letting his cock slide out of her. He’d never been with another woman before, but he doubted another woman knew how to use her body to excite a man as well as his wife.

“Ooh, baby, I’ve been missing you so much,” Shaundra said as she met him thrust for thrust. “No one can do me like you do me.”

He felt her body quiver, indicating she was real close to coming.

Ichiro slapped her firmly on one of her cheeks.

“Ouch,” Shaundra said.

“And no one else better be doing you.” He slapped the other cheek just to get his point across and to show her who was boss.

“Ouch,” Shaundra said again. “Ooh, Ich, that felt good.”

Ichiro couldn’t help but chuckle. “You are still so crazy, woman.”

“Yeah,” she told him. “I haven’t changed a bit. Ooh. I think you touched an ovary.”

Ichiro smiled at her silliness. He put both hands back on her hips and moved her back and forth on his wet cock. Shaundra stopped teasing and got back into what they were doing. Moments later, he felt that quiver again.

“Ich, baby, fuck harder,” she told him as her movements intensified.

Ich got a good grip on her hips and pounded her hard.

“Ah…!” Shaundra went off like a bottle rocket. Her body continued to do that quivering thing that he felt all the way through his balls. Her pussy throbbed, drenching him in her juices.

Ichiro slowed the thrusting and allowed her body to savor the effects. Shaundra took one breath and then went back to trying to please him. The woman had amazing recuperative skills. Ichiro bit his bottom lip, still hearing the sounds of her voice as she came. If Shaundra made one false move, he was going to explode.

He knew she’d do it. Shaundra ground that exquisite pussy against him.

 Ichiro bit back a moan. Damn, he couldn’t do it. He had to come. His moved his dick in her a couple more times and then he came, emptying months of pent-up semen deep inside her. He didn’t make a sound or utter a word, remembering the disastrous events that occurred the last time with Shaundra. “Ah!” he moaned as he pulled out of her. He rolled off her ass and lay down next to her.

Shaundra’s body relaxed and she sank down on her belly. “I’m done,” she uttered.

Ichiro rolled over on her and kissed the small of her back then began working his way down. He kissed her on the ass. “No, baby,” he told her. “The night is just beginning.” 

****

The smile on Ichiro’s face as he and Shaundra exited the classy white town car spoke volumes. The exhausted look in Shaundra’s eyes either meant she’d been naughty and had her way with her elated husband, or they’d been arguing for a couple of hours. Cristal bet the two of them had had some very good makeup sex.

“You look tired,” Cristal told her.

Shaundra chuckled weakly. “Yeah, and you looked buzzed.”

“Just a little,” Cristal told her as Amaterasu and the fellows went inside the house.

Shaundra took a set of keys out of her pocket and used the little black alarm box on the end to open the doors to an SUV parked near the limo van. “Come,” she said. “Time for us to talk.”

“It’s cold out here,” Cristal protested as she walked with her.

“I’m surprised you can feel it,” Shaundra said. “What were you drinking?”

“Gin,” Cristal answered. “And champagne.”

Shaundra shook her head. “Haven’t you learned your lesson yet?”

“Apparently not,” Cristal said, staggering to the passenger side door. She closed her door and Shaundra climbed in and turned on the heat. She left her door partially opened so the fumes of the heater wouldn’t kill them.

“Okay, spill it. Why is a toddler blowing you kisses?”

“He’s not a toddler,” Cristal said. “He’s eighteen.”

“Girlfriend, you have suits in your closet older than he is.”

Cristal chuckled and then groaned. “You’re so full of shit. Ichiro is young enough to be your son.”

Shaundra laughed. “That sweet bastard liked to have killed me tonight. I’m getting older and he’s still spectacular in bed. He can go on and on and on.”

“Don’t tell me,” Cristal moaned. “I’m so liking that visual.” She sat up straighter. “Does this mean the two of you are back together?”

“Not exactly,” Shaundra said. “We’re trying to work things out. But this is not about us. Spill it.”

“His name is Kioshi Yamashita. He’s eighteen and born and raised in the United States. He is the lead singer of Distraction. The other two demons accompanying him on stage were also born and raised in the United States. Those two are nineteen years old. The older of the two is Hiroyuki Ikeda and the other is Izanagi Kato.” She belched very unladylike. “Oh, gawd. I’m going to be so sick in the morning.”

Shaundra looked at her watch. “It’s already morning. Go on.”

“Kioshi has been trying to get me in his bed since the moment we met.”

“I hope you turned him down easy.”

“I’ve tried,” Cristal whined. “But he won’t go away. He’s very persistent, and he smells so good, and I want to fuck him.” She sighed. “What am I going to do?”

“Maybe you can get Satoshi to handle him,” Shaundra suggested.

Cristal frowned. “He’ll just laugh at me if I take this to him. And by the way, the two of them are so much alike it’s frightening.”

“Gawd, I hope not,” Shaundra said. “The world is not ready for another Satoshi Hayashi.” She paused. “Maybe that’s the problem. You can’t get Kioshi out of your mind because you want Satoshi so bad.”

“You think so?” Cristal asked. She hoped Shaundra was right. “Because I don’t think I can take too many more of his smoldering looks.”

“Satoshi has smoldering looks,” Shaundra said. “Have the two of you gotten over your little issue?”

“Yeah, for the moment,” Cristal said. “He was nothing but charming tonight, but I’m still not sure I can trust him not to do the something like that again.”

“I understand,” Shaundra said.

“And I danced with Yori.”

Shaundra looked over at her. “Yori?” Her eyes narrowed in on Cristal.

Oops, maybe I shouldn’t have mentioned his name. I think I struck a nerve
. “It was just one dance. He’s really very light on his feet.”

Shaundra straightened up in her seat and turned on the CD player. “Yeah, he is.”

“Ooh, I like this song. It’s the Dixie Chicks version of ‘Landslide.’”

 Shaundra began to sing the first verse of the song.

Cristal joined her for the next verse. They were halfway through the song when Cristal noticed Harper and Mr. Niigata standing by Shaundra’s open car door.

“You ladies sound dynamite,” Harper said.

“Thanks,” Shaundra told him.

Cristal continued to sing the next verse.

“Cristal is drunk,” Shaundra told the two men. “But she can carry a tune.”

The song ended and Cristal turned her attention back to the conversation.

“I have an excellent idea,” Goro Niigata said. “How would you ladies like to perform that song at Ichiro’s birthday bash?”

“No way,” Shaundra answered quickly. “Ichiro’s the singer in the family.”

“But you have such a beautiful voice,” Goro said. “Why haven’t you sung for me before?”

“Because I’m too old to be an idol,” Shaundra told him.

Harper laughed. “You’re not old, darling; you’re a siren, remember? Ah, come on. Ich will love it.”

“And it will be our little surprise,” Goro said. “I’ll arrange everything…the music, the set design, and…”