Dreams and Desires (52 page)

"Come on girls, let find you some clothes so we can go shopping. We're due at Natalie's dad's by three o'clock. I'm sure you want to look nice when you see him. And I think we need to give Kelly some time alone with Ramón. She's earned it."

Natalie dressed in the clothes Ramón had provided her with the night before. Adele went through Kelly's clothes and found the young, blond girl something presentable. Cindy was approximately Kelly's size, but she was so thin that the blouse and skirt Adele selected just hung on her.

When the three women left, Ramón got up and guided Kelly back to the bedroom. He freed her hands and allowed her to caress him. She came sitting in his lap, facing him, welcoming the warmth in her belly as his essence spread within her. Afterwards, they remained in place and she wrapped her arms around him lovingly, absorbing the warmth of his body. She could not remember ever being so happy.

Hardings had invited all of the girls from the lab to the dinner party. He lived in a large, expansive house hidden behind a large grove of tall evergreen trees. There was a broad swath of grass surrounding the structure. It was opulent, but not ostentatious, the living place of a man who had met with great success in his life, but who had not let it go to his head.

Hannah was already there. She was wearing a festive, bright green dress with a red silk scarf tied around her neck. She was also adorned with a frilly apron, having apparently taken over the duties of managing the feast. Ramón could see the evidence of their blossoming relationship as they gazed at each other from time to time, pleasure in their eyes.

Melissa, Felicity and Chandra were there already too, as well as Hannah's sons, their wives and her daughter.

Natalie's reunion with her father was heartbreaking. The tall, broad shouldered, normally stoical man broke into tears when he saw her. He kept repeating, “I can't believe it; I can't believe it,” as he hugged her tightly. Natalie hugged him back as if holding onto him for dear life. Everyone started to cry at the happy scene. Even Ramón had the beginnings of tears in his eyes.

When Hardings let go of his daughter, she introduced Cindy. He caressed her short blond hair and welcomed her. He said, “A week ago I was all alone. Now I have two daughters.” This, of course initiated another round of tears from everyone. He hugged both young women and then took Hannah in his arms and hugged her too. “And you, too, Hannah.” She put her arms around him and gave him a deep soulful kiss to everyone's applause.

Finally, Hannah announced, wiping her eyes, “We can either stand around all afternoon crying or we can have dinner. I say, let's eat!"

Hardings’ dining room was long and wide with a commensurate table that easily fit everyone. Hardings sat at one end with Hannah and Natalie sitting next to him. Kelly sat at the opposite end with Ramón and Adele to her right and left. The dinner was scrumptious. There was a large turkey Hannah had cooked with all the fixings. She had made several vegetarian dishes for Ramón, Adele and Kelly, including a delicious ratatouille, baked acorn squash divided in half with the centers scooped out and filled with hot maple syrup, onion soup, deep fried potatoes, and a host of greens.

The room was filled with general merriment. Kelly sat silent at her end of the table, for once being permitted to feed herself. Adele had removed her collar and bracelets and dressed her in one of her nicer skirts and a smooth, beige, silk blouse. The satiny fabric rubbed pleasingly against her bare nipples every time she moved.

All during the meal, Kelly beamed with pride at the happy, extended family the dream man had brought together. Cindy and Natalie were dressed in modest, bright colored, long sleeved blouses and fitted jeans. They sat next to each other, reserved and seemingly somewhat unsure of themselves. But the naïve delight of the young girls from the lab was contagious and soon they were chatting and laughing with everyone else.

Sitting next to her dream man, Kelly could not help but feel her lust build up for him. She reached under the table and stroked his thigh and he turned and smiled at her, sending her a message of caring and comfort.

After dinner, while everyone else cleaned up, Hardings took Ramón for a walk out in the back of the house. There was a brick walkway that circled the vast rear yard and skirted a wide flower bed, the plants dormant for the winter. Hardings had lit a cigar and the two men strolled along the path silently, side by side. Finally, when they had entered a small copse of white birch trees, carefully and artfully placed amidst a broad, wide rock garden, Hardings spoke.

"I built this place for my wife, Emily. She loved flowers and gardening. You should have seen it when she was alive. There were flowers everywhere, blooming almost all year round. She did it all herself. I pay one of the landscaping companies to keep it up. I just can't stand the thought of it all going to brush. After she died, it was really all I had that was truly hers.” He took a deep drag of his cigar and let the grayish blue smoke waft away in the slight breeze. The sun had set and there was just a bare residual of light.

The men had stopped walking and a few desiccated leaves danced idly around their feet. “When we lost Natalie, my wife was heartbroken,” Hardings continued. “And then when she got sick, I think she just kind of gave up on living. I've been all alone for five long years. It hasn't been easy. And now, all of a sudden, I've got a huge family. I went into the bathroom before and slapped my face to see if it was all real. It's really too good to be true."

The man paused to cover up a surge of emotion. Ramón could feel the echoes of his years of unhappiness well up inside him. He had never encountered a species that had so much love to give their fellow creatures but had so much trouble doing it. What the man, Shabazz, had done to these women was beyond his comprehension, contrary to everything the Whole had taught him. As he felt Hardings’ pain, he realized that together with the great capacity of these creatures to feel pleasure came also a great vulnerability to pain. He remembered his second day with his familiar and the distress he felt when he realized he had hurt her more than he intended. It was an aching, empty feeling. How awful it must be to experience this every day for years on end as this man had.

"I'm not very good at talking about these things,” Hardings confessed. “It goes against everything I was taught about what a man should be, strong, silently suffering. But I wanted you to know that when I tell you I'm grateful for the happiness you've given me, I really mean it. I don't know who you are or what your real purpose may be. I know you told me about this other ‘being', as you called him, and how bad he is. Maybe I believe you and maybe I don't. But I promised you that if you restored my daughter to me, I would give you everything I owned, help you in any way I can, no questions asked. I meant it then and I mean it now. You've given me much more than you promised and I never renege on a deal."

The man stood, his eyes fixed on Ramón's. The dream man could feel his sincerity and honesty flowing from him. Ramón had taken a huge gamble and it looked like it had paid off. Very soon, he would be able to begin his work, subsidized by the business man's riches and access to tools and raw materials. He searched into his human mind for the appropriate response. He knew mere words would be insufficient. He held out his right hand to the man and he took it in his. “Thank you,” Ramón told him, shaking it firmly. “Thank you very much."

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By the time they returned home after the party at Hardings', Kelly was burning with lust for the dream man. It was the longest time since the man had enthralled her that she had spent free from her bonds and in the company of people who did not know her secret. She had remained silent throughout the afternoon and early evening, something everyone, including, strangely enough, Hannah's children, had accepted without comment. It had actually been a relief not to have to focus on anything but the presence of her captor and, except for when he had gone outside with Mr. Hardings, she had stayed close to his side.

As usual, Adele disrobed her as soon as she crossed the threshold to the farmhouse and restored her bindings to her. She received them with a new joy. She had not thought it possible for her devotion to the man to grow any deeper, but the sight of all the happy people he had brought together had erased her remaining doubts as to his beneficial purposes. She still had no idea what they were, but was willing to serve him in any way that would help him, was proud of her role in bringing him into existence.

When she had finished readorning her with the symbols of her captivity, Adele gave her a warm kiss and explained that she was going to spend the night at her folks’ house so she could be with them Christmas morning. Ramón had stripped as soon as he got into the house and, as she heard Adele's car drive away, he led Kelly into the bedroom. He took his time in pleasuring her, causing her to moan with passion as he gave her enflamed pussy, long, languorous strokes of his cock. He did not bind her hands and she was free to express her lust and love for him with them. After he had come in her once, she urged him to his back and knelt between his outstretched legs. Her hands reveled in the feel of his firm, muscled body as she mouthed him to climax, stroking his strong thighs, cupping his scrotal sack. She took her time, pulling back each time she felt him yearning for release, running her tongue along the underside of his cock's bulbous head, letting her broad tongue wash along its shaft. When he came, she drank joyously at his essence, her pussy pulsing with pleasure.

Kelly had not been alone with Ramón since the day of his appearance in her bed and she relished their time together even though the house seemed somewhat empty without Adele. Ramón had discovered the pleasure of music and they spent a peaceful hour listening to Beethoven piano sonatas ensconced on her couch, Kelly curled up into his lap, his hands stroking and caressing her, sending her his warmth. Afterwards, he bathed her, making her lust burn while he explored every inch of her body with his hands. Before he put her to bed, he made love to her again, her body glowing with the warmth of her bath, her soul captivated by the man's affections for her.

Christmas day was a busy affair. Ramón and Kelly were awakened a little after ten by Adele. She had shucked her clothes at the door, and she lay beside Kelly while Ramón drew from her the mists she had accumulated in her blissful dreams. Afterwards, she took her turn with him as Kelly recovered from the mesmerizing effects of her task.

Later, when they had finished the Spanish omelets Adele had cooked them for Christmas breakfast, she presented them both with gifts, a new, elegant Italian knit shirt for Ramón and a pair of turquoise earrings for Kelly. Hardings came by and dropped off Natalie and Cindy for a visit about noon. Like Adele, they stripped as they entered and then, after giving Kelly and Adele warm kisses and hugs, dragged Ramón into the bedroom. Chandra arrived a little later bearing her gifts, long, silk, flowered scarves for Kelly and Adele and a pair of fine, leather gloves for Ramón. Seeing the growing pile of women's clothes piled by the door, she added hers to it.

It was a little after one when Felicity and Melissa arrived. They brought with them a special gift for Ramón.

Lucy Douglas had been pestering Felicity ever since her interaction with the dream man in Hardings’ conference room. She was a couple of years older than Felicity, but had been classmates with Felicity's elder sister in high school. It was a simple thing to do to get her cell phone number. She had had a strange compulsion for the tall, dark man ever since the meeting. She couldn't explain it. She was drawn to him like she had never been drawn to any man before, and there had been a few. Felicity had talked it over at length with Melissa and finally acceded to the older girl's request. They had forced her to swear to double cross your heart and hope you die secrecy and had picked her up at her small apartment, driving her over to Dr. Jameson's house, giggling and teasing her all the way. Lucy took the teasing fairly good naturedly, but, for some reason she could not fathom, she felt a surge of apprehension as they pulled up the gravel driveway to the farmhouse. When the three girls came into the house, she got the shock of her life.

The beautiful, black haired Chandra was sitting on Adele's lap on the couch. They had obviously just broke from a passionate kiss and Adele's hand was buried between the Indian girl's thighs. Cindy and Natalie were sitting crosslegged and naked on the floor on either side of Kelly, whose arms where bound behind her. They were taking turns feeding her Christmas chocolates and kissing and stroking her breasts and thighs. A movie was on the TV,
White Christmas
with Bing Crosby, and the room was gaily decorated with evergreen garlands, Santa Clause figurines and a host of Holiday knick knacks, providing an incongruous background for the scenes of lust. Adele had purchased a small artificial Christmas Tree at Wal-Mart, with bright, thin strips of aluminum standing in for branches and needles and small, multicolored lights which flickered on and off individually at random. Kelly's unanswered Christmas cards from family and friends were hung about the room on long ribbons.

Deep in her heart, Lucy had known something funny was going on between the dark stranger and the females over at Dr. Jameson's lab. It was not based on anything particular, but since her meeting with the man in Mr. Hardings’ conference room, she had sensed odd emanations whenever she met the three lab assistants leaving the building at quitting time. But her imaginings had never included wild Sapphic orgies. And on Christmas day at that!

Before Lucy had the chance to bolt, Ramón came walking out from the kitchen. He was naked and carrying a large mug filled with whiskey laced eggnog, a concoction put together by Adele. He liked the warm sensation of the liquor entering his body and this was his second helping. When he saw the startled girl, he froze her in place immediately.

A quick scan of the girl's mind revealed to him what it was all about. It was a complication he had not anticipated but which could be easily dealt with. What was surprising was the initiative the young girls had shown in bringing the girl here. He chided himself for not anticipating their desire to please him by recruiting another stunningly attractive female for him. He would have to alter their instructions to prevent a recurrence. It was not part of his plan to randomly accumulate a bevy of female slaves to serve him. Just the opposite, in fact. He had recruited only those females he found necessary to his goals and had resisted the urge to capture the demure, brown haired young woman now standing before him even after watching her lustful display in Hardings’ conference room the other day. He realized he must have unconsciously transmitted his desire for her when he was controlling her and, when he had released her from her spark of passion for her boss, his own natural attraction to her pleasing form and amiable personality must have been left as a residue. The girls had been right to bring her. He couldn't have her wandering around the building pining for him. There was no telling what might result. It was lucky she had spoken to one of his lab assistants about her strange infatuation with him rather than anyone else.