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Meeting James Chapter Six, Part One

Date: 8/13/2015, Categories: Mature, Author: Melanieatplay, Rating: 11, Source: LushStories

ahead ignoring their lustful gawking until we had exited the restaurant. As soon as the driver saw us, he immediately got out of the limo and walked around to open the door for us. James and I slid into the back seat and James’ instantly put his hand on my leg as I tried to pull the hem of my dress down in an attempt to cover some of the acres of thigh that was being revealed. James looked at me thoughtfully. “Did that bother you?” he asked. I knew exactly what he was referring to, but I decided to tease him a bit. “Did what bother me?” I deadpanned back, keeping a straight face. “The men in the bar,” James said, looking at me incredulously. “I didn’t notice them, what were they doing?” “They were very blatantly checking you out Melanie,” he said, in amazement. “They were checking you out James, not me,” I said, giving him a stone cold look, “we have a very active gay community here in Las Vegas and you have a really nice ass.” His eyes got wide as he looked into mine, and I could no longer keep up the charade and I broke out in a fit of laughter. James shook his head and smiled at me. “Any more of that young lady and I’ll put you over my knee right here in the back of this car,” he said smiling, as he leaned in and gave me a passionate kiss. These were the moments that I missed the most during our month apart, when we laughed and joked and it felt like we were a real couple. He made it so hard for me to keep an emotional distance. I thought for a moment, focusing on his ... original question. “It doesn’t bother me, the way they look at me,” I said seriously, “especially when I’m wearing a dress like this, I think it’s almost to be expected. It’s fairly easy to ignore the looks, but the catcalls from drunken guys in the clubs, that can be a little more difficult to handle.” He looked at me, deep in thought. I looked into his eyes and thought about this complex man who at times was so mystifying to me. I wanted so badly to ask him, how did it make you feel as they gawked at me? Why did you crush me against you when they looked at me the way they did? You made me put on this dress; did you think they wouldn’t look? Or, was them looking the point? Did it make you jealous? I pondered that last question, James jealous? No, that wasn’t him. Then it dawned on me that the answer wasn’t that complicated. He was just being the Alpha-Male. When he pulled me against him, he was just telling the rest of the pack that this one was his, this one was taken, this one was property, this one was owned. I felt a tingle between my legs when I came to the realization that like his car, or one of his restaurants, I was his possession . We drove for a few more miles in silence. Even though I felt comfortable and relaxed, there was still a bit of tension in the air, because I didn’t know what James had planned for the rest of the evening. I felt his hand as it rested gently on my thigh, his gentle touch always seemed to steady me, and give me confidence somehow. We pulled ...