He walked to the bathroom to relieve his full bladder. Flashes of Ashley, from the dream fresh in his mind. Her kisses, her body, the feeling of him inside her. "My God it was so real. I must be obsessed with this chick or something." He thought as he struggled to make sense of his constant thoughts of her. "I can't let this ruin what I have with Dot. She has always been so loyal to me. No matter how shitty, I've been to her. Dot really loves me." He thought standing by the sink.
Suddenly he needed a smoke, so he went out to the living room and grabbed his jeans off the back of the couch. He took out his almost empty pack of Marlboro cigarettes and a piece of paper fell to the floor. He picked it up. It was, Lori, the nurse's phone number from the hospital. He crumpled it up, into a ball and threw it right into the trash.
She had put out, on John's very first attempt, and he had no use or want to ever speak to her again. She was an okay lay, but she used a little too much teeth, on the blow job she gave him. She didn't expect much from him though, and he appreciated that, from girls he barely knew.
He grabbed and kissed her as she was taking his blood pressure. She had been giving him little signs, of her attraction, to him all day. He put her hand on his ever growing problem under the bed sheet. At first he thought a half hearted blow job was all he was going to receive, but when she locked the door and dropped her panties, he knew he had a full access pass. She allowed his rock hard bulge, inside her and after a couple of minutes of fast pumping and few deep strokes later, he was already finished. Wham bam thank you mam. He didn't even know why she bothered giving him her phone number. He knew then, he was never going to use it. She couldn't hold his attention for very long.
Not like the blue eyed blonde with the nice rack he couldn't get out of his mind or his heart. He sat there at the kitchen table and lit up a cigarette. Wondering why he couldn't stop thinking about her. Dorothea was laying totally naked in the next room and all he could think of was Ashley. Her beautiful eyes, that perfect smile, and oh my God that perfect hot little body she had.
Ashley had curves that seemed to go on for days. She made Dorothea look like a flat chested boy, in comparison. He was always a sucker for big chested blondes. He even kept flashing back to an image of her in his mind. Ashley laying on silk sheets, looking up at him. He didn't know where the hell the vivid vision of her had come from, but he was just enjoying the view of her in his mind.
The crowd at the Fast Lane was pretty big tonight. Ashley and Stacey were sitting with the guys at a table, by the stage listening to the new band that was playing.
"Give me those cherries out of your drink Stacey." David grabbed two out before she could stop him.
"Hey I love those!" Stacey whined.
"Here take the cherry, I just want the stem. I can tie a knot in it with my tongue. It proves your a great kisser."
"I can do it! Ashley blurted out!"
"Give me one of those." Richie grabbed one and put it in his mouth. He had done it before but he was kind of drunk and it wasn't as easy this time.
Ashley ordered a margarita with extra cherries and was waiting for it to come.
David had almost got it but it wasn't a very good one. "I did it!"
"No that don't count it's not tied right!" Richie explained. "It has to be curved like this!" He showed his perfectly tied knot to him.
"Bullshit asshole! If it's tied at all, it's right!" David yelled, very proud of his accomplishment.
Ashley got her drink and ripped off one of the stems. She popped it in her mouth and had it perfectly tied in nothing flat. "Look I did it and it's perfect!"
"Damn it! I couldn't ever learn how to do that!" Stacey exclaimed, grabbing a cherry out of Ashley's glass and popping the stem in her mouth, trying to do it anyway.
"Why won't you dance with me Richie?" Ashley asked stumbling over to him after finishing up her margarita.
Richie looked at her. "Baby looks like your having trouble walking, much less dancing."
"I can, just watch me." She twirled around and Bret had to grab her, when she stumbled, before she hit the floor.
"Just sit down Ash, before you hurt yourself." Bret sat her on a chair and sat down beside her. "Are you okay? He asked, looking at her.
"No I'm not. But I just want to forget everything. It just all hurts too damn much! I can't stop thinking about John with Dorothea! It's killing me! Just let me have some fun. Okay?"
"Lay off the booze a little. Don't make yourself sick. It won't change anything. You will just feel worse."
"I just wanted to dance with Richie!" She smiled looking over at him. "And you turned me down. Is it because of what happened today?"
"Nope." Richie quickly answered hoping her drunk ass would just let it go.
"Are you sure? I hope I didn't hurt your feelings Richie."
All eyes turned to Richie.
"What? It's nothing." He looked up at accusing eyes.
"What was it Ashley? Stacey asked knowing it would pour out of her drunken mouth like a waterfall.
Richie told me he loved me, and I told him, I don't feel the same way, because I love John."
All eyes turned back to Richie.
He just smiled. "She's drunk. She doesn't know what she's saying."
"You little liar!" She giggled. "You kissed me today! Tell the truth Richard Stephen Sambora!" She giggled.
"Aww damn, who told you my middle name?" He laughed.
"Your sweet little Mama did Richie! I love her, she's a peach!"
"Thanks I'll tell her you think so." He chuckled.
"I need to go to the bathroom. Who wants to go with me?" Ashley asked spilling some of her champagne, she just got, as she stumbled a little.
"Well I guess I'll go!" David stood up smiling hoping somehow to see her naked.
"No! Stacey shoved him back down. "You won't! I'll go with her." They started walking and Stacey questioned her for more details about what happened with Richie.
Richie could feel Tico staring at him and looked up."What?" He grinned.
"You think this is funny Richie? Did you kiss that girl?" Tico asked not believing what an asshole Richie was being.
"So what if I did?" He looked around at him David and Bret. Johnny is with Dot again! In case any of you forgot!"
"I know that, but still man. You know he loves her, whether he can remember it or not!" Tico tried to remind him with an attitude. "What the hell is wrong with you?"
"Maybe I'm sick of Johnny getting every damn thing so easily. We met her at the same damn time! He already had a girlfriend and I was single! She should have been mine anyway!"
"Richie damn! Are you high? You know he slept with her and she hasn't been with anybody else!"
"I don't give a shit about that! Just because they slept together doesn't mean, he'll have claim on her for the rest of his life! Hell you know he's sleeping with Dot and Ashley said she caught him in bed with his damn nurse today!"
"He nailed one of his nurses! Damn in another life I just want to come back as Johnny's penis! He get's so much damn action!" David laughed and so did Bret.
"Aww damn actually that's sick Lema!" Tico shook his head and looked back at Richie. "Well you know the unwritten code. We don't fuck with each other's chicks man!"
"Well tell that to Bobby! Because Johnny sure fucked him over when he stole Dot from him!"
"Look man that's old news! I'm talking about here and now!"
"And I'm saying I got feelings for her, here and now! And while Johnny's out there fucking around, why should she just sit and wait for him? So maybe someday, after he's fucked every girl in town, he might remember her? I've been having feelings for her, since day one, and hell yes I told her today!"
"Well you better stuff your feelings down quick, because you and I both know. He may not remember being with her, but it's only a matter of time until they're back together! One way or another!"
"Why can't I have this one damn thing? She gets treated like shit with him?"
"Look if anybody here has any claim to Ashley, it's me!" I knew her longer than any of you assholes!" Bret stood up lighting another cigarette.
"Yeah and she didn't want to be with you! That's how she got with Johnny, in the first damn place!" Richie yelled looking up at him.
The girls made it back to the table and everybody looked pissed off.
"What's wrong." Stacey looked around at all of them.
"Nothing just a slight difference of opinion." Tico replied holding a cigar he was smoking.
"How can you smoke that shit man?" Richie questioned and started coughing breathing in some of Tico's thick smoke.
"Just like this." Tico took a big drag and blew it, right in Richie's face.
"What the fuck man!" Richie took his hand and started fanning the smoke away.
"I need to go see John at the hospital." Ashley spoke up with him heavy on her mind.
David looked at her. "He's not there. I went by there earlier and they released him, this afternoon."
"I wonder if he went to the apartment?" She mumbled to herself.
"I doubt it? Hell he probably can't even remember it!" Richie replied to her question, hoping she would stop mentioning him.
"Somebody take me over there, please. I want to see him! Please I have to!"
"No Ashley! You're trashed and I'm sure he's on medication and sleeping by now!" Bret tried to talk some sense into her.
"I have to see him! I need to tell him I love him and that I'm so sorry, he got hurt!"
Richie was getting frustrated. "Didn't you see enough of him today when you caught him with that damn nurse?"
"Shut up Richie! I don't want to hear that shit, right now!" She yelled at him.
"Well what about this shit! He's probably there alright! I bet he's having sex with Dorothea right now!"
"Shut up Richie!" She yelled and jammed her fingers in her ears. Not wanting to even think about it.
He finished his beer and slammed the bottle down on the table. He hoped if she could see him with Dot, she would know it was over. "Come on, I'll take you."
"Aww thank you Richie!" She smiled really big and stumbled as she stood up and Stacey grabbed her arm and steadied her.
"Richie that's not a good idea?" Tico spoke up.
"Why? He loves her remember? He should be there alone right?" Richie sarcastically replied to Tico.
They walked out to Richie's Camaro.
Stacey helped Ashley climb into the backseat and David jumped in the front.
"You know she's going to hate you, if you're right, huh?" Tico tried to warn Richie.
"She needs to face it! You of all people know how he is! She can't put her damn life on hold, waiting for him!"
"You're playing with fire Richie!" And if Johnny gets his memory back, you'll have to deal with him!"
"Don't you think I know that!"
He got in the car and they drove out of the parking lot, headed to Bradley Beach, leaving Tico, who walked back in the club to meet up with a girl.
They pulled up next to John's Mustang.
Everybody got out and David helped Ashley get out when she stumbled a little.
They walked up the stairs and Richie put Ashley in front of him. He knew how drunk she was and helped her walk up.
"Somebody knock!" Ashley yelled.
"Ssh Ash!" Stacey whispered. You can't be yelling people are trying to sleep!"
Ashley held her index finger in front of her face. "Ssh, y'all be quiet!" Then she started giggling.
Richie knocked and John had just gotten out of the shower. He was walking to the kitchen, to hunt something to eat, and he pulled the door open.
"Hi Johnny. Thought we would stop by to see how you're doing buddy!" Richie smiled as he walked in.
John saw Ashley was with them and his heart fluttered a little. You guys been out partying?"
"Yeah a little bit." Richie replied.
John instantly wondered if Ashley liked Richie or David. And found himself feeling very jealous.
Ashley walked over to him with her heart beating a mile a minute. John was standing there in just his shorts. His chest was bare and still heated from the hot shower he had just gotten out of. She longed to reach out and touch it and run her fingers through his chest hair. Oh how she loved his chest. She thought it was absolutely perfect.
"Hey John." She smiled and they stood there staring at each other like no one else in the world existed.
John was leaning up against the bar. "Damn you're looking hot tonight Ashley." John grinned looking at her beautiful blue eyes fixed on him.
"So you must of missed me to bring your fine ass all the way over here to see me!" He looked at her in the tight black dress and wished he could get her alone.
"You have no idea, just how much." She smiled, longing to touch him. She wanted to grab him and kiss him and see if it would bring him back to her. But she knew she couldn't. She had some seizures after her fall and she wouldn't risk that, with him. She loved him too much.
Suddenly the kitchen light got flipped on and a scantily clad Dorothea walked in from the bedroom, wearing only John's favorite cut up Aerosmith t-shirt.
"What in the hell is going on here? You assholes know Johnny's been in the damn hospital and he's not feeling well!"
She rushed over and threw her arm around John rubbing her hand through his damp chest hair. Breaking the trance between Ashley and John.
"We just come by to check on him!" Richie replied, very happy with himself that Johnny did indeed have a woman in his bed and by all appearances they had in fact been doing it.
"Well as you can see, he's here and I'm taking good care of him. So take this little party and get the hell out!" She yelled trying to get rid of them.
John looked at Ashley. "Hold up Dot. They came all this way to check on me baby. I can talk to them a few minutes." He smiled at Ashley and she smiled back.
"Well I'm going to lay back down. Don't be long Johnny. I'll be waiting."
John was watching Ashley as her eyes went from happy to sad. What was it about this girl. He had dreamed about her, and he couldn't shake the warm fuzzy feelings he had for her. She was stuck in his mind and he had these visions or fantasies of her naked on the beach. God she's beautiful. He just couldn't seem to take his eyes off of her. She had some tears in her eyes. "I wonder what that's all about." He wondered.
"We just wanted to stop by to make sure you're doing okay." Hope you're feeling better." Richie spoke to John but looked over at Ashley to see how she was doing since she knew now, John had company in his bed tonight.
"Thanks man."
David patted him on the back. "Yeah man, hope you are back to your old self soon."
"I'm trying."
Stacey hugged him. "You look better."
"Thanks. John grinned.
Last but definitely not least. Ashley stood before him.
"I don't get a hug from you?" He asked smiling at her.
Her heart jumped and missed a few beats as it somersaulted from the sound of his voice. She smiled and he put his arms around her. It felt like an electric spark went off when their bodies touched. He caressed her and put his face in her hair and deeply breathed in her scent. Her perfume was like heaven to him. It did something to his senses and he knew he had smelled it before. God she was warm and it felt so good and so right. He had this strange feeling he had been here before. He found himself totally aroused, wanting this girl. She seemed like home to him and he didn't want to let go. They held on to each other almost for dear life. It may have been the medication he was on, but he felt this urgent need to kiss her. His heart was burning with desire for her and pounding loudly in his chest. He pulled back a little, from the embrace. He turned his head, he had her lips in his sights. He leaned over to kiss her with all the built up passion in his heart, and Dot appeared this time, with the bed sheet wrapped around her naked body.
"Johnny why are you hugging her like that?" She asked getting really pissed.
"They're leaving, I was just saying goodbye." He winked at Ashley, as he let her go. What was he thinking anyway. Dot was his girlfriend. He barely knew this damn girl.
Dot walked over and stood beside John, holding up the sheet, right in front of Ashley.
She wanted to rub it in her face that her and John had definitely been having sex. "Well come on to bed. I'm waiting for you, and it's cold back there, in that big bed by myself!" She kissed his lips and cut her eyes at Ashley. She was almost certain she saw tears welling up, in her eyes. "Well it serves that bitch right! She had no business coming here out of nowhere stealing my man, from me in the first damn place!" She thought and walked back to the bedroom.
John looked at the sadness in Ashley's eyes. "I'm sorry, I've got to go." He turned to walk out.
"John!"
"Yeah." He turned back to her.
Holding back tears, she started to tell him everything, but she heard the doctors caution, about a bad reaction and possible seizures in her head.
"I hope you feel better."
He smiled. "Thanks." He walked out of the room and she felt her heart break into a million tiny pieces, as tears flowed down her face. She walked through the front door, with everyone following close behind her. God the thought of John making love to Dorothea, was messing with her mind. She was hurting so bad. It just wasn't fair the only guy she loved, in this whole world, didn't even remember her or the love they shared. She stumbled to the car in a fog. Nothing mattered anymore. She felt lost.
Dot was waiting for John, totally naked lying on the bed. Ashley had gotten him all hot and totally turned on. He dropped his shorts on the floor. He grabbed Dot with a passion he had never had with her before. He closed his eyes and all he could see was Ashley. He could even still smell her perfume on him. He may have been with Dorothea but in his mind he was making love to Ashley.
He laid her down and blew her mind with all his highly perfected skills. He made her body feel things, he never had before. He rocked her world over and over.
After a few hours, she just didn't think she could take anymore. God he was a perfect lover. She wondered why the hell she had cheated on him with Bobby. He had just shown her how much he really loved her, and she had been so much more turned on, knowing each time he came deep inside her, was another chance for them to have a perfect little baby together. Something that would bond them to each other for life.
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