Untold Secrets, chapter 4
We pulled up in my driveway, and I smiled to Jess before turning off the car and walking up to the door with her following close behind.
"You're gonna love my boys." I smiled to Jess while opening the door.
"Wow you have a beautiful home." Jess complimented.
"Thanks." I said as Adrienne entered the room holding two large suitcases.
"Adrienne? What's going on?" I asked walking over to her.
"I'm leaving Billie. I'm going to my mother's house and I'm taking the boys. Don't worry I'm only taking them for the weekend to visit their grandmother." she explained.
"Adrienne come on, don't do this..."I pleaded.
"I'm sorry I..."I said walking back over to Jess.
"That's alright I should probably go..."she said going towards the door.
"No no please stay." I said lightly touching her arm.
She nodded and took a few steps away from the door. I lightly smiled and turned
back to Adrienne who was getting the boys ready.
"Adrienne....come on. Think about what you're doing." I continued to plead.
"No. Billie Joe I've had alot of time while you were on tour to 'think' about this." she said and then picked up her suitcase and left the house with the boys following her, they gave me a quick hug as they passed.
She slammed the door and I heard her burn rubber. I stood in shock, my wife just left me. Jess, looked shyly at me.
"Oh, Billie I'm sorry." she said walking towards me.
"Nah, I was sorta waiting for it to happen, I mean we were having problems. So...Uh...you want to come in the kitchen for a drink, I could use one." I laughed leading her into the kitchen.
"sure." she agreed following me into the kitchen.
After drinks were poured there was a few moments of silence until she spoke.
"Are you okay?" she asked putting her hand on mine and lightly stroking it.
"Yea I'll be okay." I said smiling at how comforting she was.
I suddenly saw my refection in the granite countertop.
"Oh God look at my hair." I laughed messing with my hair in the reflection.
"Yea it's pretty long. You're gonna have hippie hair soon." she laughed taking a drink.
"You know what would make you feel better?" she asked.
"No tell me what you make me feel better?" I asked interested.
"A haircut!" she said excitedly.
"Nah. I don't feel like leaving the house today. Sorry." I disagreed.
"We don't I'll cut your hair for you." she said standing up with excitment.
"Uh...Am I gonna be bald." I asked laughing.
"No no no. I worked as a hairstlyist for one summer to get extra money." she explained.
"Oh well in that case...why not." I agreed.
A few minutes later after finding sissors, a chair, and a towel, Jess was cutting my hair. She was almost done cutting it short on the sides and long on the top. (early American Idiot look) After finishing cutting she leant down facing me and ran her fingers through my hair to check the length. She did this a number of times, just running her hands through and through my hair. I closed my eyes after a few minutes it felt so good and relaxing. After that she took off the towel and walked behind me and blew ever so lightly on my neck to get the hairs off. At that I let out a small sigh. She walked back around to face me and brushed off my shoulders. I opened my eyes and watched her. Without a thought in my mind I grabbed the back of her knees and pulled them to either side of me letting her fall onto my lap. My lips crashed with hers. I was suprised she didn't protest, she just wrapped her arms around my neck and ground her hips into mine making my groan into the kiss. I stood up from the chair with her wrapped around me and crashed into the wall. It must have hurt her because she broke from the kiss and moaned either from pain or she liked it rough. I kissed down her neck to her collarbone. She licked and sucked on my ear as I ran from the kitchen, up the stairs and into the bedroom, where I crashed us both onto the bed. I knelt back on the bed as she sat up and threw her sweater off that she had been wearing. I quickly pulled her shirt over her head and threw it aside. I noticed she was shaking and when she put her hands on the back of my neck to pull me back down on top of her.
"You're cold." I whispered and watched her nod and then she kissed me passionatly again.
"I'll take care of that." I said breaking from the kiss. She smiled and kissed me.
Still kissing me she ran her hands under my shirt and up my back pulling off my shirt. I knelt back again and ripped off her jeans and leant back down to kiss her. She slid her hands from my neck down my chest and to my belt, where she very very slowly unbuckled it, driving me crazy. I threw off my own pants because the anticipation was killing me. We were now only in our underwear. She arched her back and I took off her bra, she slid off my boxers and I slid off her panties. Now completly naked I broke from our kiss and looked into her eyes as she ran her hands through my freshly cut hair. We made love, until we ended up screaming eachother's names. I fell on the bed beside her breathing heavily. She turned to her side and kissed the tattoos on my chest and shoulder.
"I've been waiting ten years to do that." I said still trying to catch my breath.
"Yea, we never did that before." she said now tracing my tattoos with her fingers.
"Do you like my tattoos or something?" I asked laughing.
"Yea I think they're sexy. I've always wanted one." she said.
"Well why don't you get one?" I asked.
"I don't know. I never knew what to get. And I've never gotten the chance." She explained.
"Let's get one right now." I suggested.
"What?! Billie I don't know. I mean what would I get...and..." she rambled on.
"How about you get my name on your ass?" I laughed.
"No I'm joking I'm joking. Umm..... how about....a rose?" I suggested again.
"Hm...I like the rose, but where?" she said looking down at herself.
"How about you're shoulder?" I asked.
"Yea I like that. Cool lets go!" she screamed excitedly.
We got dressed and headed to the tattoo parlor. About half way there she put her hand on mine.
"You okay?" I asked.
"Yea just a little nervous I've heard they hurt." she said.
"Nah you'll be fine I'll be there with you okay?" I assured her.
Moments later we were in the tattoo parlor and she had gone in the back to get the tattoo alone. When she came out she had a bandage on her shoulder and was paying for the tattoo.
"Let me see it!" I said excitedly.
"Nope not until later." she said as we walked out of the shop and into the car.
"Come on please?!" I begged.
"Nope." she said firmly.
"Fine." I pouted and she laughed.
When we got back to my house she ran upstairs to my room. I followed her. Reaching my room I pushed open the door it was dark but I could see Jess standing in the middle of the floor sliding off her halter top. Now she was wearing nothing but pants and the bandage.
"You wanna see it?" she asked over her shoulder.
I nodded and slowly unbandaged her new tattoo. I smiled as the bandage reveiled a beautiful rose on her shoulder. I traced it with my fingers.
"Ouch." she hissed.
"Sorry." I apologized realizing that it was still fresh.
"Do you like it?" she asked shyly.
"Yea, I love it." I smiled as she smiled at me over her shoulder.
"You're gonna love my boys." I smiled to Jess while opening the door.
"Wow you have a beautiful home." Jess complimented.
"Thanks." I said as Adrienne entered the room holding two large suitcases.
"Adrienne? What's going on?" I asked walking over to her.
"I'm leaving Billie. I'm going to my mother's house and I'm taking the boys. Don't worry I'm only taking them for the weekend to visit their grandmother." she explained.
"Adrienne come on, don't do this..."I pleaded.
"I'm sorry I..."I said walking back over to Jess.
"That's alright I should probably go..."she said going towards the door.
"No no please stay." I said lightly touching her arm.
She nodded and took a few steps away from the door. I lightly smiled and turned
back to Adrienne who was getting the boys ready.
"Adrienne....come on. Think about what you're doing." I continued to plead.
"No. Billie Joe I've had alot of time while you were on tour to 'think' about this." she said and then picked up her suitcase and left the house with the boys following her, they gave me a quick hug as they passed.
She slammed the door and I heard her burn rubber. I stood in shock, my wife just left me. Jess, looked shyly at me.
"Oh, Billie I'm sorry." she said walking towards me.
"Nah, I was sorta waiting for it to happen, I mean we were having problems. So...Uh...you want to come in the kitchen for a drink, I could use one." I laughed leading her into the kitchen.
"sure." she agreed following me into the kitchen.
After drinks were poured there was a few moments of silence until she spoke.
"Are you okay?" she asked putting her hand on mine and lightly stroking it.
"Yea I'll be okay." I said smiling at how comforting she was.
I suddenly saw my refection in the granite countertop.
"Oh God look at my hair." I laughed messing with my hair in the reflection.
"Yea it's pretty long. You're gonna have hippie hair soon." she laughed taking a drink.
"You know what would make you feel better?" she asked.
"No tell me what you make me feel better?" I asked interested.
"A haircut!" she said excitedly.
"Nah. I don't feel like leaving the house today. Sorry." I disagreed.
"We don't I'll cut your hair for you." she said standing up with excitment.
"Uh...Am I gonna be bald." I asked laughing.
"No no no. I worked as a hairstlyist for one summer to get extra money." she explained.
"Oh well in that case...why not." I agreed.
A few minutes later after finding sissors, a chair, and a towel, Jess was cutting my hair. She was almost done cutting it short on the sides and long on the top. (early American Idiot look) After finishing cutting she leant down facing me and ran her fingers through my hair to check the length. She did this a number of times, just running her hands through and through my hair. I closed my eyes after a few minutes it felt so good and relaxing. After that she took off the towel and walked behind me and blew ever so lightly on my neck to get the hairs off. At that I let out a small sigh. She walked back around to face me and brushed off my shoulders. I opened my eyes and watched her. Without a thought in my mind I grabbed the back of her knees and pulled them to either side of me letting her fall onto my lap. My lips crashed with hers. I was suprised she didn't protest, she just wrapped her arms around my neck and ground her hips into mine making my groan into the kiss. I stood up from the chair with her wrapped around me and crashed into the wall. It must have hurt her because she broke from the kiss and moaned either from pain or she liked it rough. I kissed down her neck to her collarbone. She licked and sucked on my ear as I ran from the kitchen, up the stairs and into the bedroom, where I crashed us both onto the bed. I knelt back on the bed as she sat up and threw her sweater off that she had been wearing. I quickly pulled her shirt over her head and threw it aside. I noticed she was shaking and when she put her hands on the back of my neck to pull me back down on top of her.
"You're cold." I whispered and watched her nod and then she kissed me passionatly again.
"I'll take care of that." I said breaking from the kiss. She smiled and kissed me.
Still kissing me she ran her hands under my shirt and up my back pulling off my shirt. I knelt back again and ripped off her jeans and leant back down to kiss her. She slid her hands from my neck down my chest and to my belt, where she very very slowly unbuckled it, driving me crazy. I threw off my own pants because the anticipation was killing me. We were now only in our underwear. She arched her back and I took off her bra, she slid off my boxers and I slid off her panties. Now completly naked I broke from our kiss and looked into her eyes as she ran her hands through my freshly cut hair. We made love, until we ended up screaming eachother's names. I fell on the bed beside her breathing heavily. She turned to her side and kissed the tattoos on my chest and shoulder.
"I've been waiting ten years to do that." I said still trying to catch my breath.
"Yea, we never did that before." she said now tracing my tattoos with her fingers.
"Do you like my tattoos or something?" I asked laughing.
"Yea I think they're sexy. I've always wanted one." she said.
"Well why don't you get one?" I asked.
"I don't know. I never knew what to get. And I've never gotten the chance." She explained.
"Let's get one right now." I suggested.
"What?! Billie I don't know. I mean what would I get...and..." she rambled on.
"How about you get my name on your ass?" I laughed.
"No I'm joking I'm joking. Umm..... how about....a rose?" I suggested again.
"Hm...I like the rose, but where?" she said looking down at herself.
"How about you're shoulder?" I asked.
"Yea I like that. Cool lets go!" she screamed excitedly.
We got dressed and headed to the tattoo parlor. About half way there she put her hand on mine.
"You okay?" I asked.
"Yea just a little nervous I've heard they hurt." she said.
"Nah you'll be fine I'll be there with you okay?" I assured her.
Moments later we were in the tattoo parlor and she had gone in the back to get the tattoo alone. When she came out she had a bandage on her shoulder and was paying for the tattoo.
"Let me see it!" I said excitedly.
"Nope not until later." she said as we walked out of the shop and into the car.
"Come on please?!" I begged.
"Nope." she said firmly.
"Fine." I pouted and she laughed.
When we got back to my house she ran upstairs to my room. I followed her. Reaching my room I pushed open the door it was dark but I could see Jess standing in the middle of the floor sliding off her halter top. Now she was wearing nothing but pants and the bandage.
"You wanna see it?" she asked over her shoulder.
I nodded and slowly unbandaged her new tattoo. I smiled as the bandage reveiled a beautiful rose on her shoulder. I traced it with my fingers.
"Ouch." she hissed.
"Sorry." I apologized realizing that it was still fresh.
"Do you like it?" she asked shyly.
"Yea, I love it." I smiled as she smiled at me over her shoulder.
