"Okay." She agreed.
John grabbed her hand as they were walking to his car. Richie jumped in the backseat and Ashley got in up front next to John.
They had driven about half the way to Ashley's house when John noticed blue lights flashing in his rear view mirror.
"Fuck!" He yelled, when they all heard the siren. "Damn it and I've been drinking!" He yelled out loud, really not wanting to go back to jail tonight. He pulled his Mustang over to the side of the road. And started mentally preparing for the worst.
"Just be cool man!" Richie urged, while shoving the joint he had gotten out of his pocket in between the seats.
When a familiar face approached his window. The cop that he had threatened to punch earlier.
"Hello again asshole! Do you know you were going 68 in a 50 mile per hour zone? Give me your license and registration!" John grabbed his license and fumbled in the glove box for his registration. He handed it to the cop and waited nervously for further intructions.
"I can already guess, but where are you guys coming from?" He asked with an obnoxious attitude.
"My apartment in Bradley Beach. I'm just taking my girlfriend home."
The cop leaned in a little. "Well hello again beautiful." He smiled at Ashley and really started to tick John off.
The officer smelled the unmistakable aroma of alcohol on John's breath. "Can you step out of the car?"
"Wait! Can I get out and talk to you?" Ashley asked hoping to help John.
"Sure baby, it would be a pleasure to talk to you."
"No Ash, don't!" John yelled out. Not wanting her to get out of the car. But it was too late she was out of the door walking around to the cop. And he leaned in. "You two stay in the car!" He ordered turning around to smile at Ashley.
"How can I help you darlin?"
"Sir this is all my fault, I'm in a big hurry to get home. My Dad has been very sick and he's not answering the phone. Please don't hassle my boyfriend over this I feel really bad. He wouldn't be out here if he wasn't helping me out."
"I smelled booze on his breath and witnessed him swerving. If I haul him in it will be a definite DUI."
"Oh please don't do that! He has to go to work tomorrow! I really don't want him to get in trouble because of me. Is there anyway you can just let it slide this time? Please I'm begging you!"
"Well I asked you for your phone number earlier and you blew me off. If you give me your number and promise to go out on a date with me, I might let him go with just a warning, this time."
"Yes sure, here's my number. I appreciate this so much! You just don't know how much!" She smiled at the officer.
Ashley scribbled her number down on the pad he put in her hand and gave it back to him.
He looked at the number as if to memorize it. "Well Ashley you can expect a call from me soon." He smiled looking her up and down. He walked over to the driver door. "Your girlfriend has explained the situation to me. I am going to just give you a verbal warning this time. So slow your ass down before you kill somebody! And let your girlfriend drive you home, before I have to run you in for a DUI."
"Okay thanks." John mumbled, a little shocked he was letting him go.
"Thank you." Ashley smiled at him. So happy he was letting John go.
The cop walked back to his car. And John opened the driver door and stepped out. "What did you say to him?" He asked looking directly in her eyes.
"That my Dad was very sick and we were in a hurry to check on him."
John smiled. "Well thanks baby, I really wasn't wanting to head back to jail tonight."
"I know and I didn't want you to go back either."
John walked around to the passenger side and Ashley got in and drove to her house. She parked in the street and hurried to her room to grab a bag and started throwing in stuff she needed for tonight and for work tomorrow. She paused in the hall and heard her Dad snoring. She went down the stairs and grabbed a pad off the counter and wrote her Dad a note and left it on the bar.
He felt a little bad about the way he had moved out. He felt better that he had talked to his Mom, but he still needed to come by and see his Father. He wanted to patch things up with his family. Even though he didn't always agree with their ideas. He loved them very much and knew they loved him.
He got in the car and Ashley drove up the road. It already felt like a different place. It no longer felt like his neighborhood. He had grown up and was on his way to being a real adult.
They pulled up at the apartment. John was the first to get out. He pulled the seat up for Richie but he had already slid out on Ashley's side.
"Do you want to come in Richie?" Ashley asked with a smile.
He figured she was just trying to be nice and that was the only reason she asked. He had to put some distance between him and her before he tripped up and let it out how he really felt about her.
"No darlin, I better get on home." He glanced at John, who was still giving him a cold glare.
"See you later." He walked toward his Camaro and cranked it up as they stood there watching him drive away.
John looked at her and smiled. Finally I have you all to myself. "Let's go walk on the beach."
"Okay. She smiled back at him.
He grabbed her hand in his. They walked through the parking lot and across the road. They kicked their shoes off and stepped onto the sand as the full moon shined down on them. They walked over to the water and John turned her around. "I'm sorry Ashley. I was an asshole tonight and I know you deserve so much better than me."
"Oh hush John. You don't have to apologize to me. I love you. It was just an awkward situation. So did you have a nice time with your old friend?"
"Yeah Angela is a really cool person, but she has a lot of problems. Her husband divorced her and she has had it kind of rough."
"Oh I am sorry to hear that. Maybe she will be able to find her someone sweet and cuddly like you."
He grinned. "Damn Ash, you don't describe a man as cuddly!" He chuckled.
"Why not? You are cuddly to me."
"I want to be described as tough, manly, or even sexy, anything but cuddly!" He laughed.
"How would you describe me?"
"That's easy, smoking hot!"
"Thanks but anything else?
"Smart, beautiful, and maybe my future wife." He looked at her kind of shyly waiting for a response.
"Oh John I'm sorry but I don't think I'll ever get married."
"Why the hell not?" He was astonished. All the girls he knew wanted to get married as soon as possible.
"Nobody stays together in my family and I don't want to go through a messy divorce."
John was a little disappointed. He had never pictured himself settling down. But since he had met Ashley the thought of doing it someday with her, had slipped into his mind a few times.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" She asked studying his face.
"I don't know, it's just I haven't known you that long but I already couldn't picture my life without you."
"Aww that is is so sweet. Where did you ever learn to be such a sweet guy?"
"I don't know. You just bring it out in me, I guess."
"So you have your first day at work tomorrow. I can't tell you, I haven't been dreading it. The thought of you working with Bret, leaves a bad taste in my mouth."
"Oh hush, Bret is harmless. He knows I love you."
"Well I did see him with a blonde at the club tonight. They seemed to be getting pretty cozy in the back." John grinned.
"See, I told you. Bret is not pining away for me."
"Good it's about time. But if you left me, I wouldn't be able to let you go." He pulled her closer to him.
"Well you never have to. John my heart is totally full when I'm with you. Nobody has ever made me feel that way."
He leaned in under the full moon and kissed her slowly with all the passion he was feeling in his heart. He pulled back just a little and she open her eyes to catch the gaze of his. "You make me feel that way too Ash. I know I don't always show it, but you are everything to me."
Richie had driven around the corner and stopped at a little beach bar called the Drift Inn. He went in and sat down at the bar. When a hand landed on his shoulder and caught his attention.
"Hello Richie." A voice called out behind him. He turned to find Angela standing there.
"Hello darlin, what are you drinking?"
"Bud light."
"Let me buy you another one he replied and ordered two beers and turned back to her. "What brings a beauty like you into a dive like this?"
"Just a little depressed, I guess."
"You are too damn fine to be anything but happy all the time. What's going on?"
"Just tired of being lonely. The guys I am attracted to are always taken and I'm left all alone."
"I hear you. I'm having a little trouble with that myself. I'm absolutely crazy about this girl, but she's in love with a jerk that treats her like shit sometimes and she just waits around for him."
"Sounds like me. My husband ignored me and treated me like shit and I looked for affection elsewhere. It definitely got me in trouble a time or two. Are you seeing anybody Richie?"
"Nope I broke up with my girl and she's been jerking me around. She's dating a drummer from from the house band at the Stone Pony, off and on. And she's been putting me off about us getting back together. I guess it's over."
"I'm sorry. That sounds rough. I've been missing someone from my past and he doesn't give a damn about me now. He parades around with his new girlfriend like I never meant shit to him!"
Richie wondered if she was talking about John, but he didn't ask. He wasn't in the mood to give a pep talk to needy woman who still had the hots for a teenager.
"Richie picked up his beer. "I vote we say the hell with them! Let's forget about them and have a good time tonight." He chuckled as he was really checking her hot body out.
She laughed and raised her beer and clanked her bottle against his. She began to notice how cute Richie was and what a nice smile he had.
The beach had cleared out and John and Ashley seemed to be all alone. John loved looking at her under the moonlight. They walked down by the water holding hands. There was a section that had some sea grass growing and the sand was a little higher there. He walked with her over to the secluded spot. They sat down in the sand watching the water. The moon shinning down, lighting up the beauty of the view before them. As he watched her smiling breathing in the salty sea air, he had never wanted her more. He looked at her with a passion she had seen before and she could tell all the signs were there. John was turned on and she was in trouble.
She grinned noticing the growing bulge in his skin tight jeans.
"What?" He laughed looking at her flirty grin.
"Looks like you have a problem." She laughed looking between his legs.
"Not for long I don't!" He pulled her over to him and laid her back right in the sand. But they were both too turned on to even notice it sticking all over them. He laid on top of her and kissed her. His tongue rolled against hers and she felt a tingle take over her whole body as he stopped and started licking her neck and his hot whiskey soaked breath whispered, "make love to me Ashley, right here, right on this beach."
"She sat back up. She wanted to say no. She wanted to stop him. What if somebody walked up. But she couldn't. Her need for him, her wanting for him to be inside her right now, stopped her from caring about anything but the two of them.
"Okay. She answered in a breathy whisper as he unbuttoned her top and unfastened her front closure on her bra exposing her breasts and hardened nipples to the night air. He laid her back down and reached under her skirt and pulled her panties off and slid his finger inside her to feel her heat and see how ready she was for him to fuck her right here on the sand. He had always wanted to do it on the beach but no one would ever go all the way with him here.
She gasped as he added another finger and she was so wet and ready for him. He unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down a little and exposed himself to her fully erect. She took him in her mouth and paid special attention to the head as she rolled her tongue around it and he moaned outloud as she pleasured him until he was about to explode. He pulled her head away, and pushed her gently back onto the sand. He laid down on top of her positioned himself to enter into her hot wet heat. He paused and she whined not wanting to wait for him to fill her totally up. He pushed inside her and she screamed out. It felt so damn good and she was so turned on. He moved his hips and thrusted hard and deep as she wrapped her legs tighter around him, right above his nice rounded ass, that she loved so much. He rammed into her full force, as she begged for more. The thought of them getting caught only seemed to turn them on more. She tightened around him and began to lock on to him and convulse around his engorged cock as her orgasm shook her body to the core. He couldn't take any more. "Aww Fuck! Oh Ashley!" He moaned out as she milked every ounce of cum out of his body. He gently laid on top of her kissing her as a totally satified look took over both of their faces.
He laid beside her and they realized they were covered in sand and would probably never be able to remove it all.
John looked around quickly to make sure nobody had seen them. He laughed. "Damn my fantasy has always been to fuck right out on the beach."
"Well we did, I'm so happy I could help you make your fantasy come true." She grinned.
"Being with you is my fantasy. Sometimes I can't believe you are really mine."
"Well I am and I've got sand in every crevice to prove it! She giggled. Now we've got to go shower and get rid of it all!" She laughed, standing up shaking her hair out.
They fixed their clothes and knocked off what sand they could. Walking back to the apartment he looked at her and knew he had never felt so much love for anybody.
Walking up to the door, he stopped her at the top of the stairs. "I love you Ashley. That was so good baby, I can't believe you let me do it with you, out on the beach."
"I love you too John, I wanted you so bad I just had to have you right there." She smiled at him.
He unlocked the door and they walked inside. She seemed to be deep in thought.
"What's wrong baby?"
"I don't know I just wonder if the only reason you love me is because I have sex with you?"
"Of course not. I loved you before you ever slept with me. I felt like I loved you even before you agreed to go out with me. Ever since I met you. You are all I can think about."
"I think I loved you before we were together too."
"Come take a shower with me. Let's get all this sand off." He pulled her toward the bathroom.
"Okay she smiled."
Richie and Angela had gotten to know each other better and after loosening up over a few beers Richie made his move. He surprised her with a kiss that wiped the smile right off her face and piqued her interest as to what else he might be good at.
"Wow you're a great kisser Richie. Let's go back to my place. I have a bottle of wine you can help me drink."
"Okay yeah. That sounds good to me."
They got up together and walked outside and drove both cars back to her apartment.
When they went inside Angela pushed Richie on the couch and straddled across his lap kissing him with a passion he didn't think he had ever experienced before.
She pulled back and he looked at her with big wide eyes knowing he was fixing to spend the night in this wild cat's bed. She had been the focus of many of his wild dreams, when he was younger. As he was fascinated with the stories, that John told him of his wild adventures with her. But he was sure no matter how kinky she was, or what she might want him to try. He was certain of one thing. After watching John and Ashley all over each other tonight. He was horny as hell and ready for anything.
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