FiberKitty's Gift

Happy Birthday, Nae. Much love, cuddles, and kitty kisses for you.

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"Each Time We Met"

The First Time

He was in all black; form-fitting slacks showed off an ass that begged to be grabbed. His shoulder length waves were slicked back into an unruly ponytail, and when he took it down, I fucking whimpered at how badly I wanted to pull them. He came into the clothing store I was working, and for one damn moment, I thought he might be interested. He turned away when she appeared.

She was tall, curvy, and golden-skinned. Her jet-black hair hung to her waist in a braid wrapped in copper ribbons. His eyes lit up as she approached. Mine made tears.

The Second Time

I had seen Maria messing around with any serviceman who looked at her. Given her curves, that was almost every available one. When she led my own brother into our changing room, I knew I had to tell her boyfriend. Christmas was approaching, and one Sunday when Maria led the blond heartthrob to the jewelry store across the hall, part of me wanted to die. This was only the second time I had seen him; but, I just knew he was the right one for me.

“That one, Jasper,” she said, pointing to a ring.

His name was Jasper.

The Third Time

I hated working weekends, but I worked twelve hour shifts Friday through Sunday just for a chance to see Jasper again. I didn't expect him to come in right before Christmas and ask for pants to be tailored.

“Good morning, Edward,” he said, shocking me that he knew my name.

Fuck me, his eyes were beautiful.

“I tried on a suit yesterday when I was in, and while the jacket fits just fine, the pants need to be hemmed a bit. James said you were the one to talk to about that; that you're the best they have.”

The Fourth Time

I'd waited in the outer room while Jasper changed the first time, quickly sending my ex a thanks via text message for this moment. James was a far better tailor than I was, but he had seen me blushing over Jasper. When he came back to try on the pants I'd hemmed, Jasper simply dropped his slacks in my “office”. My mouth went dry looking at strong thighs that disappeared into boxers which barely hid the bulge of a semi-erect cock.

“Sorry, it has a mind of its own,” he said with a laugh.

Mine suddenly did, too.

The Fifth Time

“Do you think she'll like it?” My heart shattered as Jasper showed me an engagement ring. “We've been together for six months. I think it's too fast, but she doesn't. I'm being sent overseas soon and she wants my ring on her finger before I leave. It's not the exact one she wanted; I couldn't afford the full carat one.”

“Anyone would love to have you offer that.”

“What about you?”

“I don't think I'm the right person for anyone, Jasper.”

His fingers rested on my hand. “I doubt that; if circumstances were different...”

The Sixth Time

Maria raked my cheek with her fingernails. “How dare you! He's lying, Jazzy,” she hissed. “He's jealous that you aren't interested.”

My cheek stung as blood ran from the scratches. “Jasper, I may have fallen for you, but I would never come between you and someone you love. I'm not that petty. I want you to be happy, no matter whom it is with. She's been cheating on you.”

He bit his lip and looked at our feet. “So help me, God, you better have proof.”

I held out the video. “Security feed from yesterday.”

The Seventh Time

I didn't see him for seven months. He came back thinner, tanned, and his beautiful hair was gone. “Jasper,” I whispered, setting aside my work to stare.

“I'm glad you're still working here. I didn't have any way of contacting you. I'm home for a few more days and then leave again. I had to come see you.” His cheeks were pink beneath the tan.

“Not that I'm not happy, but why?”

“For this.” Strong fingers grabbed my hair and tugged until I lifted my face. His kiss was gentle yet thorough. “Wait for me.”

The Eight Time

“How are you doing, Baby?”

I burst into tears hearing his voice. It was the first time we'd spoken outside of email since we kissed. “Fuck, Jasper; it's so good to hear you. I'm better, so much fucking better.”

He purred a response. “I'm figuring out this voice-chat and I'm all alone for the next hour. I don't know about you, but I can't wait until we get together and I can turn some of those hot emails you've sent me into a reality.”

I was hard instantly. “I can't wait either.”

“Undress for me.”

The Ninth Time

“You'll be there with my parents, right?”

I nodded, even though he couldn't see. “We've met twice for dinner since you told them. Your mom says we're perfect for each other.” I laughed thinking of her acceptance and asking if I was moving in. “I'll be there waiting with open arms,” I promised.

His voice was heavy with tears when he next spoke. “It's been so hard, Eddie. I hope you'll still love me if I come back changed from how you last saw me.”

His soft sobs brought my own tears. “Always, Jasper; always.”

The Tenth Time

I waited my turn as his parents hugged him; and we were jostled by other reunited families. I stood there, staring at him, as Jasper turned to face me. “Hi, Baby,” I whispered.

He dropped his bag to the floor and iron-strong arms tightened around my chest. He didn't speak; just tipped me backwards as one hand slid to my hip and the other to my shoulders. Lust swirled with need, not just want, as his lips covered mine and his tongue thrust against mine.

“I think he missed you, Edward,” Mrs. Whitlock laughed. “Let's go home.”

The Eleventh Time

“You're sure, Edward?” Jasper rolled the condom down his cock and shivered as I rolled onto my back and pulled my knees up.

“I need you, Jasper.” I hadn't even touched my cock unless I was talking to him, from the moment he asked me to wait for him. “I want you inside me.”

My body burned as he pushed in slowly, and then it gave way to just discomfort. A gentle, deep, aching thrust made me whine for more. He moved faster, panting against my neck between kisses. “I can't last long this time, Baby.”

The Three Hundred and Sixty Sixth Time

“Are you almost done?” Jasper asked impatiently.

“I just need to finish hanging up some pants. What's got you all riled up? Our reservations aren't for another hour.” I looked down at my slacks and button down shirt. “I don't have much to do to be ready.”

I turned to look at Jasper who was pacing. “Jasper, what's wrong?”

“I can't wait another second.” I was numb as Jasper dropped to one knee and pulled out a ring. “I had a speech all prepared; but, fuck it. Will you marry me?”

"Yes, my love."