Life Choices - Chapter 14

Philosophers seek wisdom, astronomers seek answers to the universe, but Rick was only seeking peace and answers about himself and his family. He reached a connection with Mandy on their trip to the beach that transcended the physical and the emotional combined. Then Tilly gave him the peace of knowing his past and answered questions that cast his parents in a whole new light. Rick had now found the peace and the answers he was looking for and it gave him a new sense of energy. But for as much renewal he felt, he did not know how to channel that into direction and purpose. He was increasingly successful in business, proving that he could go beyond just the construction skills and actually build a name for himself for quality and integrity. Would that be the primary focus of his life? He wasn't sure that alone would be enough. Should he marry Mandy? How would it look to marry his father's widow, his step-mother? Would that undo all he had thus far built? And what would be the point? They both seemed content to swing with each other and still be the other's focal point. How was Tilly going to fit into this going forward? they had sworn to each other to keep as a secret her role in his life, at least how she fit in regarding giving him life to start. That meant that not even Mandy could know.

His initial reaction as he pondered these thoughts was to withdraw a bit from some activities. He stopped going to Pete's on Tuesdays and Thursdays. Pete had called him a couple of times and asked him on other occasions when he would meet Rick for inspections. Rick simply told him his schedule wasn't allowing for it at the time, but would resume when he could. Cindy would call him telling him she missed getting started with him fucking her at Pete's get togethers and he arranged to meet her privately from time to time for a fuck here and there.

Rick was still laying Chrissy, Tilly and, obviously Mandy quite frequently, but otherwise he had narrowed where he spent his time and sexual energy. Tilly was the first to notice what appeared to her, in her wisdom, to be Rick's more introspective mood in recent weeks.

"Ricky," she started, after he had filled her pussy with cum, "you have been awfully quiet lately. Everything okay?"

"Sure, Tilly. Just been thinking about a lot of things. But life is good. I just feel like I have some decisions to make, but I am not sure how those decisions would turn out."

"No one ever knows for sure, Ricky. You have to make the most educated decision you can and hope for the best. Sometimes it can't even be an educated decision. It has to be gut instinct. If you ever want to talk about it, I am just as willing to listen as I am willing to fuck. I hope you know that."

"I do. And I appreciate that more than I can say," Rick concluded. "I am sure I will talk with you when the time is right."

A couple of days later, his best friend from high school, Mike, called to say he would be back in town visiting his mother for a long weekend and wanted to know if Rick had time to catch up on old times. The two spent most of Friday evening and all day Saturday together and also spent some time with Mike's mother, Rhonda. She had been an oasis for Rick during the troubled times when his mother was constantly drunk and his dad was doing whatever his dad was doing to cope with it all. She kept Rick on the straight and narrow and was always a listening ear and a shoulder to cry on when times were especially rough. He felt a bond with her that rivaled what he had recently felt with Tilly. She was, in a sense, a surrogate mother.

Rhonda was a slim woman, modest figure, cheerful face, light brown hair and green eyes. Compassion was always the first word to come to Rick's mind when he thought of the expression on her face. It was as if she understood the world's problems and what was needed to fix them. Every time, without fail, when Rick would come over to spend time with Mike, Rhonda would give him a big hug. It never felt like a motherly hug, but it didn't feel like passion either. It felt to him, in a way he never understood, like it was a life-saving embrace. He often looked forward to that one hug as much as he did spending time with Mike.

Nothing had changed. Oh, they were all a few years older, but Rhonda didn't look any different. And she still gave him that same tight hug she had always given him, although maybe she lingered a little longer and put a little more of her body into it. She was alone now. Mike's dad died just a few month's after Rick's dad had died. They had consoled each other by getting plastered on more than one occasion. Rhonda even joined them for one face down, mind-cleaning, memory-erasing drunk that lasted all weekend. Rick had never seen her like that before or since and they never spoke of it afterward. But it somehow cleared the clutter and they all moved on.

As Mike headed back to his distant home now, Rick lingered to visit more with Rhonda.

"How are you doing these days, Rhonda? Every time I drive by, thinking I will stop to visit, you aren't home."

"Oh," she said, "I am doing fine. I work a weird schedule, so you almost have to call me to set up a time. I wish you would. I miss having you boys around."

They made small talk before Rhonda sat on the sofa next to him and held his hand.

"I have heard that you are doing quite well growing the construction business. I always knew would be a success if your dad would give you half a chance. I guess he gave you one whether he wanted to or not."

"Thank you, Rhonda. You always were my biggest cheerleader. I don't know why, but you were."

"I was because you needed one. And sure as hell, no one else was going to be. Besides, you always were a good young man and I liked you regardless of what I knew of your home life. But, Rick, even after all this time, I can tell there is something on your mind. Want to tell your biggest cheerleader what it is?"

Rhonda changed from holding his hand to slipping her arm around his waist and snuggling in as if encouraging him to relax and spill his guts with her. She had that knack and he put his arm over her shoulder and down her arm to share the embrace.

"I just don't know beyond the construction business what I am supposed to do with my life. It seems kind of pointless to just work from now on, doing for the next 50 years what I am doing today. So the business grows, so I make more money. That's all well and good. But to what end?"

"Have you considered a relationship with a woman? You know - get married, have k**s?" Rhonda probed a bit, stating the obvious.

"Actually yes, but only theoretically. Not sure about the k** part, but I think I would like to get married someday. I just don't have that person in my life yet."

"Are you sure?" Rhonda said, jolting Rick with her keen insight. "Aren't you close to Mandy? She isn't that much older than you."

"Wouldn't that look a little twisted? After all, she is my step-mother." Rick countered.

"WAS your step-mother, Rick. Your dad has been gone for over a year. Mandy has a business reputation of her own now and people don't associate her with your dad anymore. They associate her with you and the partnership you two have. Let's just say that, from my experience over the last year, being alone when it is not a choice is a real bitch, Rick. I look forward to Mike coming home just so that I have someone I love to talk to and to give me a hug. Right now, you with your arm around me, feels better than anything I have felt in a year. Damn! I miss the simplest of things like that! I hug, a kiss, a... I think you get the picture.

"The other thing to consider, Rick, is that your business, the money you make, the whole bundle, should be a means to and end. maybe you need to think about how you want to use your success. Maybe it is helping others, maybe something else - a passion of some sort. Too many people miss that train of thought. We all leave this world at some point. How do you want to be remembered when you leave? How do you want to be thought of now?"

That was just the sort of advice Rick would have expected from Rhonda. She was always thinking of how she could make one little piece of the world near her better.

"Good thoughts, Rhonda. Let's start with you. What one thing could I do for you that would make your life better? What do you need?"

"Oh, Rick. Just sitting here talking to me and holding me has made my life better already!"

"That's not an answer, Rhonda. What do you really want that I could deliver and you haven't found yet." Rick persisted.

"What I need right now, well, is not for you to deliver, sweetheart. But I appreciate the thought."

Rick saw a hunger in her eyes as she looked into his own and he knew what she wanted. She glanced at his lips and he knew she wanted more than a hug. She wanted to kiss him. She wanted him to kiss her. He leaned his face toward hers and she made no move to turn away. Her eyes closed and her mouth opened slightly. He pressed his lips to hers and slid his tongue inside her mouth. She pressed into him, turning the kiss into a spark of passion that seemed to animate her whole body. As quick as the kiss had started, her body rolled into his and both arms wrapped around his waist and her legs intertwined with his. He supported her weight with his body as she moved onto his lap, facing him. The kiss never broke. Her arms moved up around his neck and she pressed her chest against his.

He moved his hands downward to cup in them, her slim, small ass. She responded by grinding her hips against his crotch as she straddled him with both legs, now bent at the knees. Her breathing was heavy and her body was shaking. Then she backed away from the kiss.

"Shit! I am sorry, Rick. I should not have responded that way. Really, You don't need to do this for me."

"But I want to, Rhonda. I suppose in some way, I have always wanted to. It can be our secret if you want to go through with it."

"You mean, you actually want me!?"

"Of course! Who wouldn't? You are attractive, kind, loving. What isn't there to desire?"

"Oh, how I have wanted someone to talk to me that way again! Please, Rick, take me!"

She pressed her lips against his again and he began to unbutton her blouse as they kissed. She nearly ripped her top off and then began pulling at his. Both were now topless and Rick was kissing her tits and sucking on her hard nipples. She fumbled with his belt and zipper as he tried getting her out of her own jeans. They finally laughed and agreed to undress themselves. Rick slid forward on the sofa and she straddled him the same as before, but now with no barriers between them and pleasure they sought.

"Oh my!" she said as she took his cock into her hand. "It has been quite some time for me and this is larger than I have ever had before. Take it easy, will you?"

"You are on top. Take it as it feels good for you, Rhonda. And stop when you need to. It's all good." Rick reassured.

He ran his fingers between her legs, moving the flow of her juices to lubricate her as well as himself and in doing so, sent shivers of pleasure through her loins. He resumed sucking her nipples as she lifted up, grabbed his cock again and guided it to her opening. She began to settle herself on it, feeling his large cock head begin to penetrate her pussy. It set her clit on fire as it glided over it on its way inside her eager hole. She took a deep stuttered breath as she sank down on it, taking in more with the first movement than either of them expected. She lifted up again, then lowered, taking him deeper yet. By the fourth attempt, she had taken him fully and was already on the verge of cumming. Her pent up demand for a cock inside her and the sexual tension she had learned to ignore built up quickly and she bounced on his cock rapidly. His hands continued to cup her ass and assist in keeping her in position for maximum stimulation. Rhonda's head tilted back and rolled from side to side. She was lost inside herself until the first orgasm rocked her from head to toe. Once that subsided, Rick rolled her to her back, never sliding out of her, and began to fuck her on the sofa, with him on top and her resting, allowing herself to enjoy having a man take her and have his way with her.

Rick changed up the speed from time to time, fucking her slowly, then quickly and hard, then gently again, bringing her to another orgasm almost as quickly as the first. He was convinced that anyone could get her off at this point in her need, but he was enjoying being the one to have the honors.

"Oh, Rick! Fuck ! That is good! Take me from behind." Rhonda leaned over the couch on her knees on the seat cushions with her ass sticking out for him to enter her from a standing position behind her. He easily entered her again and grabbed her hips with both hands and began fucking her hard and fast. He was not sure how much longer he would last, but he tried to back off and slow his own building climax. He managed to get her off one more time and then stopped fucking just before he crossed the point of no return.

"That was amazing, Rick! Fuck! Have you cum yet?"

"Not yet," Rick said, chuckling that she was that unaware.

"Then come around to the other side and let me finish you off with my mouth!"

Rick moved around as Rhonda stayed right where she was and she took his cock in her mouth as soon as he got to her face. He slid it into her warm mouth, surprised that she had such good skills for someone at least out of practice. He wasn't ever sure until now that blow jobs were something she would even do. But here she was asking to give him head and doing a magnificent job once she had the chance.

She gave him that same facial expression she always had as she looked into his eyes and he slid his cock in and out of her mouth. Then she closed her eyes and concentrated on making sure everything she did was strictly for his pleasure. In just a couple of minutes, he warned he was about to shoot his wad and she only nodded slightly as she continued her efforts. Rick's knees weakened as his cum burbled up and rocketed from his cock head, flooding her mouth with shot after shot of warm spunk that eventually flowed from the corners of her mouth even though she tried to swallow as fast as she could. Even after he stopped squirting, she continued to suck until she was entirely sure he was drained of everything he had to offer.

"Holy shit, Rhonda! I had no idea you would be so fucking hot in bed!" Rick exclaimed.

"You really mean that?" she said, earnestly wanting an honest answer.

"Damn right!" he reinforced.

Rhonda laughed, "You haven't technically even had me in bed yet, Rick! Want to stay awhile longer and take me there?"

"I can't think of anywhere else I want to be at the moment, Rhonda. Lead the way..."