When she arrived, Jess called out to her,
"Ma is on the phone with Daniel. You are in trouble." and gave her a devilish side grin.
Her eyes grew wide.
"What are they talking about?"
"I have no clue. Everytime he doesn't show up she calls him and tells him she has leftover goodies for him to pick up. I think the old woman has a crush on yer man."
"Oh, go on! She does not."
Jess shrugged and giggled.
Sara put her things in the back and asked Jess,
"How can I help?"
Jess looked around the shop and kitchen and replied.
"Well, you can do anything you want because it all needs it."
"Okay, I will make sure the dining room is clean so the customers can sit and then I will come back and help you."
She cleaned up the dining room and headed back behind the counter. She was putting on an apron and heard Sophie trying to talk to a spanish speaking lady at the counter. She came out to offer help. She started asking the lady how she could help her. She wanted two dozen conchas and wanted to know if they made them. She told her that she made the best conchas of any white woman anywhere, which was true. The lady started laughing and said okay. She asked how much she wanted her to pay and she told her $32.00. She had no clue what to charge but she was throwing a number out there to see what the lady thought was fair. She paid and on her way out the door shook her finger over her head and said,
"They better be good! For $32 they better be good, miha!"
"They will be, Maria!"
Sophie watched Sara with open amusement. She hadn't gotten the whole story about Sara's childhood but she was proud of how talented she was and just hearing her speaking Spanish made her swell with pride. She is a smart, beautiful girl. Sophie thought to herself.
"What did you say to her?"
"She wants two dozen conchas; pink, chocolate, vanilla and basic white."
"What?!!!! We don't make conchas here."
"We do now."
"Well you get yer own keester down here and do it. Jess and I have enough to do without ya comin in her makin more labor for us."
"Well anyway, how did you learn to make conchas?"
"I had a friend once and it was her mother's birthday. They did not have much money but her mother loved homemade conchas. She invited me over to help make them for her as a treat and I learned then. It was the beginning of many sleepovers and we would make them for breakfast in the morning. I not only learned to love them myself, I learned to make them well."
"When does she want them?"
She looked over at her mother and grinned.
"See you at 4:00 a.m., then."
She nodded. She knew it was coming.
When the shop closed, Jess made them tea and brought out a snacking scone for each of them while their mother cleaned and got dinner ready for the three of them. They sat in the family booth tucked away from public view. They drew all of the shutters and turned the lights down low. They family booth was like a scene out of the Godfather. It just had that feel. Sophie served both girls plates of salad and she sat down to join.
The salad was delicious. It was made with Arugula, mandarin oranges, feta cheese, candied pecans and topped with shredded beets and a champagne dressing. It was to die for. She couldn't even talk it was so good.
She looked up at her mother. She was staring at her with fork midair and Sara sat motionless.
"What?" as she continued to chew.
"Jess and I have been talking and we want you to work for us. I mean...you are so talented in the family business and you seem to love it so much. Come be with us each day. We were cheated out of your childhood and I am an old woman now. I don't have much time to make up for lost time."
She continued taking bites of her salad and chewing while looking directly at her mother. After what seemed like the longest damn time in the world to Sophie she finally gave her answer.
"I will see what Daniel would think of me quitting job."
"You fit in here. You are definitely worth your salt in the kitchen and ye have a way with the patrons. We would love to have ya. You think about it, Daniel and you and let us know. There is no rush. Yer always welcome here."
Sara nodded graciously and thanked her mother and Jess.
"You wouldn't have to quit your job and work full time. You could maybe plan to work just one day a week for now and see if you like it. Maybe Fridays since that seems to be yer favorite day to promise the patrons special order goods."
Jess and Sara started laughing.
"I am sure, since he golfs on Fridays, that he would not mind that. The busier we get here, the more days he would allow. He never wanted an assistant anyway. His sister forced it on him."
Jess and Sophie gave eachother a sly grin and looked back at Sara.
"Nobody forces Daniel to do a damn thing he hasn't a mind to do, my dear." Sophie retorted.
"Yeah...obviously. He hasn't called me in days. I don't even think he misses me so you might be right. He calls you but not me. He has called on time in a week."
"Oh dear I am sure he misses you! He just wants to give you space!"
"Do you think so?"
"Absolutely. He asks after you all of the time! Makes sure, ya know, yer behavin' and such."
When dinner was over, the girls finished tidying up. They let Sophie go home and they hung back to visit and clean. They talked about everything; their men, their dreams and all that life had brought. Jess talked about what their parents were like and all that they had been through while mourning the loss of James and Sara. She told her how happy her parents were that they were back. It's all they could talk about.
"Are you sure you aren't annoyed that I came back through that door, Jess? I feel like such an intruder."
Jess stopped what she was doing and walked over to her and gave her the biggest hug.
"Don't you ever feel that way!I love Ma and Pa. They are wonderful parents! They deserved to get their kids back! I am delighted to have you both back. Takes the pressure off you know?"
"Hmm. I guess. I am just so sorry it all happened. I would have loved to have been here and helped with this business and you with our parents."
"Well, you can help us now. Ma is getting tired and needs more time at home. Come help me. We are sisters. Let's get to know one another. I am sure Daniel would not be hard nosed about it."
"I would love to just give you a yes answer. But I want to make sure Daniel is okay with it, that's all. If he says yes, I will be here fulltime as fast as I can. I love baking."
The girls had a blast catching up and chatting and before they knew what hit them it was 1:00 a.m. They decided to get home and get some rest. It had been a long day and Sara could think another rational thought. She hurried home, pee'd, threw on her warmest jammies and hopped in bed. She laid in bed thinking and found herself unable to fall asleep. She was excited at the prospect of working in the bakery every day. She was unsure how Daniel would feel about giving her up. She owed him a lot of money and she did not know how she would ever repay him. She slipped deep into sleep without realizing it happened.
Zander stood watch. He knew one day she would return. He liked the woman Sophie. She was kind and it was tragic that Sara had grown up without her. But it had been destined. If Sara had not gone through the tragedies of childhood the way she had, she would never be the person she was today. It was interesting to him how humans complained so much about their past, their circumstances and worried so much about their futures. They blamed their pasts for all of their failures without ever realizing if they would just stick with the here and now and give it everything they had, nothing could stop them. Few of them ever realized this. The ones who did, always seemed to be wealthy.
Sophie was one who knew. She didn't waste a lot of oxygen feeling sorry for herself. Losing her children had hurt her deeply. But she had never once spoken ill of her circumstances or blamed God. She prepared for their return and always had the family get ready for the day they walked through that door. He believed God had indeed rewarded her for her 51 years of faith.
He watched her sleep and adored her. The more she breathed and made her little sounds the more he wanted to take his pleasure with her. However, he would have to let her sleep as he promised to give her a break. So whatever he did, he would have to make sure she was not aware; at least not in a way that woke her up.
He moved over her from the end of the bed. She was warm; soft; quiet. He hung over her allowing his large penis to roll back and forth through her legs, vagina and abdomen. He knew that somewhere in her consciousness she felt it because her nipples grew hard while she slept. She was lying perfectly still, breathing deeply. Ohhhhhh how delicious she looked to him. How he longed to pleasure her and hear her moan and scream until she collapsed from too much stimulation. He drew sounds from her he did not know Sara could make. He fed off of her creschendo. It energized and inspired him.
He rubbed her temples and forhead and made sure she stayed asleep as he worked his cock inside of her slowly. He knew that his full size had the ability to tear her asunder. He was very careful only to allow the pressure he knew she could take and even derive pleasure from. He licked her nipples and drew them deeply into his mouth sucking them hard and licking wildly to pleasure her. But he moved in and out of her slowly as to not cause alarm. He had no intention of causing her to cum. He did not want her to wake up. He would wait until morning and finish her while she was awake and could enjoy him and give him every ounce of herself while she came for him.
Sara was wanton in bed. She was making up for lost time. He edged her until she almost exploded but he stopped her by pulling out and leaving her cold. She moved in her sleep and turned onto her stomach. He came up under the covers tongue-first and drove slowly but straight into her rectum. Centimeter by centimeter and as gently as possible, his tongue climbed and wound inside of her until he found her G spot up high and massaged it gently with his tongue. She started to bump her beautiful soft globes backwards towards him while moaning. He knew when she started down the path to orgasm because he could feel the spasmodic energy starting to wave long before the orgasm actually hit. He waited until it hit a certain vibration and then stopped to keep her sleeping and quiet.
He continued to pleasure her through the night until the sun came up. He had kept his promise to her and to himself by keeping her in a deep sleep so she felt rested when she woke up. She turned and stretched and yawned. He hung back and watched. She jumped up and went to the bathroom and came back to the bedroom naked. He had not expected that. She threw herself on the bed and flipped over on her back. She remained uncovered. Her fingers made their way to her apex and he watched in silence as she stroked and pet herself. Her fingers made their way between her beautiful vulva and she stroked lightly around her clit.
He was becoming agitated as he watched. He wanted to participate. But he wanted more to honor their break and if she did not call out to him, he would stay back and not interfere without invite. As she continued to circle her clit and poke herself with her finger she worked herself into a frenzy. When she was about to come she finally called to him.
"Zander are you here?" she rasped.
He put his hand over hers and stopped the runaway train of her stimulation.
"Oh Zander, fuck me. Fuck me, Zander."
"What happened to our break?"
"I need you to take me. We had a break all day yesterday. Please."
He could not stop the grin that crept into his features. He was planning to fuck her alright. But he was going to do it his way. He flipped her onto her stomach and lifted her hips and put her slightly on her knees with her ass high in the air. He was going to fuck her the way he wanted to during the night but had refrained to keep from waking her. He reached under her and massaged her breasts and her tummy while he slowly pushed his cock into her rectum little by little and with every ounce of tingly energy he could muster for her. He took her to her absolute limits by stretching her as far as he could without causing pain and pushing all the way into her. He could feel her convulsing beneath him with each thrust from pleasure. She let out a "uhhhhh, uhhhh, uhhhh..." everytime he pushed into her that almost sounded short and gaspy barking on the exhale.
He picked up the pace so as to save some of her energy for her day. If he drew it out too long she would sleep all day and he did not want that for her. He allowed her to cum and reveled as she convulsed around him and flopped against the bed like a rag doll gasping out his name. He kept her suspended there so he could hear her call out his name. He wasn't a fan of lengthy suspensions but with her he could not help himself. She loved it and she was so damn hot and cute while in orgasmic suspension. In fact, he rarely ended it for her until she was ready and begged him to. After seven minutes, she finally gave him his cue.
"Zander, Zander, Zander...please. Enough." He slowed his vibration and let her finish and come down and relax. She laid still grinning.
"Thank you for making that wonderful, Zander."
"You are welcome, my sweet. Now hop up and get in the shower. Call Daniel, then get to your mom's shop and keep yourself busy today. If you stay here you will not get out of that bed."
"Mmmmmm.." she groaned.
"Would that be a bad thing. I want more."
As she sat up, he pushed her onto her back and pulled her legs apart.
"You only have to but ask my dear..."
"Ahhh...your tongue has got to be the best thing in the world. Ohhhhhhh yes...liiiiiick meeeee."
"Oh my god...that feels so goooood."
Sara was moving her hips against his tongue has he gently snaked it up and down her crack with gentleness and precision making sure to excite every nerve ending along the way.
She lost herself in the moment and as her sensitivity built, she gave up all control when he finally did plunge his long spirit tongue deep inside of her with a vibration that almost rattled her to pieces. Her hips were moving about wildly as he took her to the moon and back in a universe of sensation that sent her over the edge. She tore the bedding off in great handfuls as she came apart at the seams during her release. The noise coming from her could have awakened everyone in Kensington Flats had Zander not caused a sound barrier so that no could actually hear her. No; this was for his ears only. And he would treasure it. He lingered after she finished and continued to lick and nip at her vulva. He let his tongue wander outside of her and over her abdomen around her belly button.
Sara could feel the odd sense of vibration hovering over her belly button and could not explain it. She laid still with her eyes closed afraid to move. She did not want it to go away. It moved through her like a wave and continued up her body to her breasts. Her nipples stood on edge and taut. They hurt they were so stiff. He moved back down to her abdomen and swirled his energy in that area for several minutes until he had her ready again to participate in sexual activities. He reached under her buttocks and lifted her up to his mouth. He allowed her to see him and she watched as he drew in a deep breath and blew it inside her as if he were blowing up a balloon. It was HOT! She began to squirm.
"Ouch! Zander what are you doing! That hurts! Ouch!"
"Shhhhhhhhhh...relax, my sweet. Relax."
Sara began to panic.
"No! That hurts! What is it?!"
He backed off only a little. He allowed her to squirm until she adjusted and got used to it. He held his hand over her mouth to cut the noise coming from her.
"You are going to carry this with you when you are away from me so that you don't forget who you belong to, my sweet."
"What?! I can't do that! It hurts! Take it out of me!"
"You can and you will..."
Once she calmed down, he began to lick her. He inserted his tongue into her rectum and once again, blew flaming hot energy into her rectum as well. He waited while she squirmed, rebelled and cried out until she adjusted.
Sara was upset. She felt like he was trying to cook her insides. However, once she calmed down, she had to admit the feeling was out of this world. He licked to her to show her how much sensitivity it gave her during sex. She convulsed in response to his licking. It went through her in waves. She did not know how to control her body's response to him yet. She could not absorb the pleasure with calm yet.
"I know that you are upset with me Sara. But when you return to sexual activities with Daniel, this will make it much better for you. After having sex with me, you would naturally be hesitant to have sex with mere humans. But you are here in this dimension to live out your life in a normal fashion and I cannot stop that totally. I can enhance your experience, but I cannot stop it. I want you to enjoy it as much as possible."
"Does this mean we will no longer have sex?"
"No. But it will be less. If you want me to come to you, you have but to call upon me and I will be there. Go to the guest bedroom naked and I will come to you. I will cause Daniel to sleep deeply and I will put up a sound barrier so we can enjoy one another to the fullest."
He slapped her hard on her behind and told her to get up and get moving.
"Come shower with me..." she snapped coyly.
"As you wish..."
When she got into the shower he turned her to the wall and wrapped his hand around her mouth to muffle the sound he knew would come. He spanked and fucked and spanked and fucked her until she could not stand up. He held her head firmly against his shoulder as he did so. He was inside of her at both ends. He continued punishing her mercilessly and then forced her to cum violently. He kept her there until she almost passed out. He let her finish and stood her on unsteady feet. He left her in the shower to finish washing herself alone.
Sara's insides were raw. Her skin was on fire. She was not sure why Zander punished her so. She assumed it was because of her harsh nasty words in the bedroom over this...thing! he blew into her. She ran her hands over her body and could hardly feel herself. It's as if her nerve endings had gone dead. She was sure she was overstimulated. Never did she need a day with her mother more than now. How dare he do this to her.
Zander stood by and studied her.
"Watch your thoughts, my sweet. Or I will do it again. And yes, I do dare. Do you understand me?"
"Okay then. Have a wonderful day with your mother. If you need relief during the day, and you might, call upon me and meet me in the bathroom. I will come to you."
She nodded and finished getting ready for the day at the bakery.
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