Georgia Peach - Book One

Chapter 15 - Night Out On The Town

We bring Georgia into Mom's house, setting her car seat down on the ground. I bend down over to unfasten her and pick her up, planting kisses on her cheeks. Dylan leans in and kisses her on the forehead, "Bye-bye, Gigi. Granny has got you for a bit, baby girl," He says.

My Mom anxiously reaches out for her as I hand her over, "Alright, you two, it's Granny's time."

"Mom, please don't hesitate to call if she gets too fussy," I tell her.

"Oh, darling, don't worry. She will be fine. I'd stay up all night cradling her in my arms and be the happiest Granny on the planet."

"Okay, here's her diaper bag Reagan. There should be plenty of diapers and clothes to change her into if needed," Dylan instructs as he places the bag on the recliner.

While only half listening, she waves us off and begins humming a little melody in her ear, and kisses her forehead. I nudge Dylan playfully, "That's our cue, babe. It's time for us to get out of here and leave her be."

He takes my hand and leads me out into the Jeep, "So, what's the plan tonight?" He asks.

"Well, let's go check-in at the hotel. We can take a swim in the pool for a bit if you want. Then I want to go to Newport on the Levee; it's so great for a date night."

"Hell yeah, I'm down," He replies as he grabs my hand and pulls out of the drive and down the road.

A few minutes later, we arrive at the hotel. We walk up to the front desk, toting our luggage, "May I help you, sir?" asks the clerk.

"Yes, my wife and I have a reservation; the last name is Hudson," Dylan says.

The gentleman looks at the computer, "Ahh, yes, here we are. Do you have the card you used to book the room with, sir?"

Dylan hands him the credit card. The man swipes it and gives it back. Then he issues two key cards for us to enter the room, "Okay, you are all set. The pool is open until 9:00 pm. Breakfast starts at 6:00 am thru 9:00 am. Of course, the check-out time is 11:00 am. Please let us know how we can make your stay more enjoyable."

We wheel our luggage and carry the bags directly to our room. As soon as we open the door, the place is so clean and fresh. I make a beeline for the window to open the blinds to check out the view, "Wow, this is amazing."

Dylan wraps his arms around my waist, leaving a trail of kisses from my ear down my neck. I hold onto his arms and lean into him, "You want to go swimming with me?" I ask.

"Yeah, did you pack my swim trunks?" He asks.

"Of course, I did, silly."

He nuzzles his nose into my ear, inhaling my scent, "How could I ever doubt you? You take such good care of me, baby."

"Always," I tell him as I pull him in to kiss me on the cheek.

I walk over and pull my bikini out of my bag, "I'm excited to go swimming. I always envisioned I'd have an inground pool one day. It's my favorite thing to do in the summer."

"Is it? I had no idea."

"Oh, yeah, I love to swim," I respond as I pull his swim trunks out of the suitcase and pass them over to him.

I strip off all of my clothes and slip my bikini on as he stands there watching me, "Look at those curves. You don't even look like you had a baby less than six months ago."

He strips his clothes off and slides his trunks on. I walk by seductively, shaking my hips, "Easy killer, come take Momma for a swim, would you?"

"Mmm... you are gonna get it," He says as he takes off after me, I squeal and run for the door attempting to get away, but he catches me by my abdomen and pulls me into him. I can feel how turned on he is on my backside.

He runs his hands down my abdomen, under my bikini, and down to my p***y. I reach back to rub the nape of his neck while leaning back into him. He caresses my breast gently with one hand while kissing my neck as he runs his fingers along my slit with the other. I spin around to face him and slip my tongue into his mouth. He meets my tongue with his and pulls me into him. I wrap my arms around his neck as he gazes down at me, "Gimme that p***y," He orders.

He kneels in front of me and yanks my bikini bottoms down before I step out of them. I throw my right leg over his shoulder as he buries his face into my p***y, sticking his tongue through my slit, swirling it around my c**t, "Ahhh! f**k! That feels good."

I cry out as I writhe in pleasure, pressing myself against the wall to hold myself up.

He grasps my thighs tightly to keep me from squirming out of his grip. I raise my arms over my head and arch my back against the wall, "Ahhh! f**k! I'm gonna collapse if I c*m standing, baby," I plead with him.

He gently pushes me down on the chair. He kneels as I scoot to the edge and spread my legs before he buries his face into my p***y. I reach down and lace my fingers through his hair as he begins to swirl his tongue around my c**t, his eyes boring a hole through me. I hold onto the arms of the chair and enjoy the sweet sensation he gives me by sucking my c**t. After a few moments, I experience a tingling, warming sensation around my flower, "f**k, I'm cumming, baby!" I cry out.

He grasps my thighs and forcefully holds them apart as he begins to lightly suck on my c**t, "Ahhhh! That's f*****g incredible! Ahhhh!"

My body begins to convulse, and my legs tremble from the intense pleasure sensation. I tighten my grip on his hair as I hit my release. Once I'm finished, he releases his hold of my thighs and stands before me; I reach up to yank his swim trunks down, "Uh oh... your turn."

His eyes wide as I get down on my knees in front of him, "Now f**k my mouth," I order him.

He inserts his c**k into my mouth, slowly entering until the gagging reflex is activated. Then he thrusts into my mouth, moving at a slow and deep pace. I grab his shaft with one hand, stroking it while reaching behind him with the other, grabbing his ass. As his thrusts deepen, it induces more saliva from the corners of my mouth; tears begin to stream down my cheeks. After a few moments, he reaches down to lace his fingers through my hair. His abdomen tenses while his jaw clenches before crying out, "f**k baby, I'm gonna bust a nut!"

He lets out a soft growl as I feel a warm shot of c*m shoot down my throat. I lick every drop of his warm saltiness off the tip before swallowing. I stand before him, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. Then he reaches behind me, untying my bikini top, letting it fall to the floor, "You are wearing too much."

He reaches up to cup my face, sticking his tongue into my mouth, and leads me backward onto the bed. He wraps his fingers around my ankles, spreading my legs apart, and thrusts his c**k into my p***y, "Ahhh... you feel so good, baby. Pound that p***y; you own it!" I cry out.

He leans down, keeping my legs positioned over his shoulder, using his hands to keep himself upright as he pounds my p***y mercilessly. We reach our release almost simultaneously moments later before he collapses on top of my chest. I run my fingers through his damp mane; he looks up at me with those beautiful blue eyes, "You ready to go swimming now, baby?" He asks jokingly.

"f**k, yes! I'm always ready to go swimming. Let's go!"

We throw our swimsuits on, grab some towels and the keys to the room before heading downstairs to the pool.

After swimming for a while, we come back to the room and shower together. We take turns washing each other and make love once more before we hop out and get ourselves groomed and ready to go out on the town. I pull out my cut off blue jean shorts and my Cincinnati Reds shirt from my bag and quickly get dressed. I blow dry my hair, straighten it, and throw on some makeup before slipping on my Cincinnati Reds hat with my black sneakers. I walk out of the bathroom to find him sitting on the bed waiting for me while watching television, "Okay, are you ready to go for a walk with me now that's getting dark?" I ask.

He stands as soon as I approach him, "I've never seen you in a hat before! God Damn woman! You are turning me on so f*****g bad right now!" He says as he presses me against the wall.

I run my index finger down his chest, "You act as if you have never seen a woman wear a hat before?" I ask.

"No, I've never seen YOU wear a hat. There's a difference," He says as he leans into me, pressing me up against the door.

I reach down to take his hand and spin around, "Come on, my little s*x addict. Follow me," I order as I pull him out the door.

As I glance back, his cheeks begin to flush, "I'm not going to be able to behave, Ri."

I turn to face him, reaching down to gently squeeze his crotch, "Try hard for me, baby, please. If you behave while we are out, I'm all yours to do whatever you want with when we get back to the room. Is that a deal?"

He lets out a low-pitched growl but nods his head reluctantly. We walk out to the parking lot and climb in the Jeep to take the short drive to Newport. It's busy tonight, but we found a parking spot, fortunately. When we get out of the Jeep, he takes my hand and leads me up the steps. There are people everywhere. There's a gentle breeze blowing; the air is cool tonight; the bright lights along the Levee are practically glowing, "Wow, this is incredible," He says while trying to take everything in.

"It is, isn't it? I'm glad I get to share it with you."

"Me too, baby."

Several couples are walking along the Levee. We hold hands and walk for a while, taking in the scenery and the bright lights of Cincinnati. After a couple of hours, I turn to embrace him, "I'm getting hungry, baby. Are you?"

"Yeah, me too; what are you thinking?" he asks.

"Let's get something quick and go back to the hotel."

"Sounds perfect," He responds, smiling down at me.

"You want to bring Georgia and my parents back here tomorrow to go to the aquarium?" I ask.

"Yeah, we can do that."

"Okay, I'll call Mom tomorrow."

I spin back around and lead him back to the Jeep, "Now feed me and f**k me, babe," I order as I climb inside.

"Don't threaten me with a good time," He responds jokingly.

On the way out, I have him stop to pick up Skyline Chili spaghetti to try, which is a Cincinnati thing. We get two three-ways to go, taking it back to our room. He was surprised at how much he liked it. We eat our dinner and finish our night off by making love until our bodies give out.

The next morning, we wake up to the alarm clock sounding at 7:00 am. His arm draped over me; his nose is nuzzled into my neck. I can feel his breath on my skin as he softly snores; I try to wiggle out of his grip, but he's not budging. I hate to move him, but I need to turn the alarm off and use the restroom. I must have worn his butt out last night, but I couldn't help myself. I gently tap his arm, "Baby, time for me to get up. I gotta pee."

He moans as he turns over on his back, covering his eyes with his arm, "I can't make eye contact, or I'll have my d**k inside of you," He tells me as he flashes a sexy grin.

"You say that like it's a punishment."

I quickly roll off the bed, turning the alarm off, "Ahhh! I gotta pee."

I dart into the bathroom, sit on the toilet, and continuously urinate for easily two minutes straight, moaning aloud as I get relief from my full bladder. I can hear a soft chuckle from outside the bathroom as he listens to me. Once I finish, I turn the lever to the shower and brush my teeth while it gets hot enough before climbing in. I get myself all washed and shaved and hop out, wrapping my body and my hair up in a towel. As I leave the bathroom, I jump onto the bed to get him stirred up. He is lying on his back as the sheet drapes over his erect c**k, "Is someone coming out to play?" I ask as I lift the sheet to peek.

He grins ear to ear, "He misses you. I tried to tell him to stand down."

"Alright, you think he can make it quick? I want breakfast."

He reaches up and pulls my towel off my body, letting it fall to the bed, "Hop on and find out."

I climb next to him on the bed and lift my leg to straddle him. I slowly lower myself onto his c**k, and we make love once more before getting ready.  We gather our things before heading downstairs for breakfast and checking out of the room.

As we load up and climb into the Jeep, I dial up Mom's number once he takes off down the road. She answers on the second ring, "Hello?"

"Hey, Mom."

"Oh, hello, darling. Did you guys have fun?" She asks.

"Oh, yeah, it was amazing; we went swimming, walked on the Levee, and I had Dylan try chili spaghetti."

She chuckles, "Aww, that sounds so romantic."

"It was. Thank you for watching the baby."

"I loved every minute of it. She's got the most kissable cheeks I've ever seen," I can hear Mom kissing Georgia's cheeks as she begins making sweet baby noises in the background and blowing raspberries.

I begin to pout, "Aww, Mom, I miss my baby."

She giggles as she continues to talk baby talk to Georgia over the phone.

I interrupt, "Mom, do you guys want to go back to the aquarium today with us?"

"Yeah, let me ask your Father."

She takes the phone away from her ear, and I can hear her discussing plans with Dad before she puts the phone back to her ear, "He says that's perfect. I didn't schedule an open house today since you were coming, so I am free."

"Good, we will be there soon. My boobs are so engorged I need to nurse," I tell her as I lightly cup my breasts.

"Oh, okay, I'll hold off on feeding her until you arrive."

"Sounds good. We will see you soon."

"Bye, darling."

I disconnect the call and continue lightly cupping my breasts while Dylan watches me, "God, you are such a hot MILF baby."

I chuckle, "Oh yeah? Even though I'm lactating right now?"

"Yeah, that especially. Your boobs are so full; I want to squeeze them all the time."

I reach out, take his hand, and we drive the rest of the way back to Mom's house. As we pull up, I rush to the front door, anxious to see my baby and to nurse. As soon as Mom opens the door, she has Georgia in her arms. She smiles once she sees me and begins cooing before putting her fist up to her mouth. As Mom hands her to me, she leans her head down toward my breast and opens her mouth, "Oh boy, I knew that wouldn't take long. Give me a few minutes; I'll be back," I tell them as I run upstairs to my bedroom. In the meantime, Dylan has a seat on the sofa in the living room.

Dylan's POV

As I sit down, Reagan approaches me, "Since Mariah is busy right now, do you mind if I speak with you for a moment?" She asks.

Oh boy, this can't be good, "Sure, Reagan."

She sits down next to me on the sofa and begins to fidget, looking down before speaking, "So, I wanted to apologize to you. I am not proud of how I acted towards you in the beginning, Dylan. I am terribly sorry from the bottom of my heart for calling you names. I think you are a wonderful son-in-law. I've never seen my daughter so happy in all her life. She is stunning, and she has so much confidence in herself now. That makes me so happy for her, and I realize it's all because of you."

Her eyes wet with tears as she raises them to look up at me; I begin to chuckle, "Aww. Thank you, Reagan. That means a lot to me."

She reaches up to pat my shoulder, "You know I love your daughter more than anything in this world. I will take care of her and my child for as long as I live. I promise you this," I tell her.

She nods her head, smiling ear to ear, "I believe you. Thank you for that."

Chuck and Drew enter the living room, "Mom, do I really have to spend the day with this asshole?" Drew asks jokingly.

She smirks, "Watch your mouth, boy!"

"Ahh, he knows I'm just kidding. He's kind of cool, I guess," Drew responds with a smirk.

Chuck pats me on the shoulder as he passes by to sit on the sofa, "Yeah, we think you are kind of cool."

"Hey, I'll take it. I'm good with that," I respond.

I look up as notice, out of the corner of my eye, Mariah sticking her head out from the bedroom door, "Hey guys, could someone bring me the diaper bag? We have a big poopie in here."

We all begin to laugh as Georgia grunts while in Mariah's arms; her face is blood red as she pushes. I get up from the sofa and carry the diaper bag up to Mariah, "You need help in there, baby?" I ask.

"Nah... we got it," She replies as she kisses Georgia on the cheek while she blows raspberries.

She's such a happy baby. I love those two so much I feel like my heart can't take it. She turns around and walks back into her bedroom with the baby as I run back downstairs to sit with her family and wait until she comes down. Once she returns, she hands Georgia to me, "Okay, Daddy, take her while I wash my hands, please."

I take her, giving her a big peck on the cheek, "Does Daddy's baby girl feel better?" I ask as I hold her up in front of me.

She puts her hands up to her mouth, cooing and blowing raspberries. I sit Georgia on my lap so she can look around the room. When Mariah comes back, we all head out together for the Newport Aquarium.

It was a lot of fun hanging out with the in-laws. I didn't expect it to be, but it was. We stay through the late afternoon to visit before bidding farewell and starting our long drive back to Laurel. When we finally get to Laurel, we get settled back into our perfect little lives again.

FOUR DAYS LATER...

Seth asks me to go out for a drink with him after work to talk about some things. I've been stressed out about Ri starting school back in the spring. It's beginning to strike me hardcore now that I realize life will get so f*****g stressful here soon. I've loved this time I've got to spend with her since she's been staying home taking care of the baby. I will hardly see her or be able to spend time with her while she's in school, and it stresses me the f**k out. I'd prefer that she just stay home forever, and I work, but she's too ambitious to let that happen; I can't hold her back from her dream. So, after work, I agree to meet Seth for a drink. He's been a nervous wreck about the new baby coming, plus he and Rachel aren't getting along so well. So, I had to have a heart to heart talk with him about it, "Dude, why did you have s*x with her if you don't like her? You guys are like oil and water, man."

"Dude, I don't fuckin know. I think she planned this. I swear I think she trapped me on purpose. She was calling me up a storm when I tried to break things off with her last summer, man."

"Well, buddy, I don't know what to tell you. I wish you could find someone for you who is like Ri is to me. She's my whole f*****g world," I respond.

Seth glares at me before choking back his drink and slamming it on the bar, "I'm going. f**k you," He says.

"What already, dude? Why? What's wrong with you?" I ask.

He shakes his head and flips me the bird as he walks away. s**t, what jumped up his ass? What the hell did I say? Oh well, he will get over it. I ask the bartender for another round of whiskey and throw it back. Before I know it, I am three sheets to the wind after four more rounds. f**k! Why did I do that? Ri is going to be so pissed at me. I look down at my phone, and she hasn't called me. She probably thinks I'm working late, so I take a minute to put my head down, hoping the room will stop spinning.

Suddenly I feel a hand run across my back, "Hey baby,"

I perk up and notice a flash of light from the corner of my eye, so I turn to look. Some chick that I've never seen before is holding up a polaroid camera. I turn back to see who has their hand on my back, and Suzy steps into my vision. I curl my lip in disgust, "What the f**k do you want?" I ask.

She pouts, "What's wrong? Trouble in paradise?"

I roll my eyes, "Why can't you ever get the hint? Just go away! Leave me alone!"

"Thanks for getting my cousin thrown in the slammer. He says hi, by the way," She says with a snarky undertone.

"He f*****g deserved it, that crazy mother fucker!" I bark.

She leans into me, and I pull away from her. I reach into my pocket to fish out my cell phone to call my sister for a ride. I'm going to have to face reality and go home drunk and try to explain to Ri why I came here and got hammered. I'm not looking forward to it. I scan through my contacts, my vision is blurry, but I come across her name and select.

The phone rings a few times, and Maggie answers, "Hello?"

"Maggs, it's me, Dylan, your brother."

She giggles in the background.

 "Will you come to get me at the bar on Main Street?" I ask.

"Sure, you need a ride home?"

"Yep, can you see if Nate can drive my truck?" I ask. Nate is Maggie's boyfriend. He's cool, I guess.

"Sure," She says.

I disconnect the call and put my head down. Thank God Suzy and her friend are gone. Now I can try to sober up before I go home and deal with Ri.

A few moments later, Maggie and Nate arrive. I pay my tab before I leave with Maggie. Nate takes my keys and jumps in my truck, following us to my house. I stumble out of Maggie's car, and I thank her and Nate as they drive away.

As soon as I walk in, I'm stopped dead in my tracks. Ri is standing there with tears pouring down her cheeks, "Is it true?" she asks as she holds Georgia.

Confusion crosses my face, "Is what true?" I asked, barely able to stand.

She grabs a polaroid picture from the table and hands it to me. I look at it to find Suzy kneeled over me with her hand across my back, kissing my cheek as I pull my head up off the bar. I didn't even know she kissed me; what the f**k? I stand there, frozen in place. I'm unable to move or speak.

"She left this note," She adds as she hands it to me.

I reluctantly take the note and open it up to read it:

Sorry city girl, I'm pregnant, and Dylan is the father.

Suzy

I immediately drop the note on the floor as if it were on fire, "That is a f*****g lie!" I cry out.

"Is it Dylan? This looks very suspicious to me. She's kissing you!" she yells tearfully.

I reach out to grab her arms, "No, baby, listen. That didn't.... no. I don't know what the f**k kind of game she's playing, but I have had nothing to do with her!" I plead.

"You know I don't always have to be with you. If you want time with your friends after work, I'm okay with it, but if you could have let me know, I wouldn't be standing here doubting you. You never said you were going to the bar and getting drunk tonight. Then I get this polaroid..."

She looks down at the picture and throws it down on the table, "You know what... no. I can't do this."

While holding Georgia, she rushes to our bedroom and grabs her bag out of the closet. Then she pulls some clothes from the closet and stuffs them into her bag. I follow her all around the house, "Baby, please let me explain," I plead with her.

"What is there to explain? You grew tired of me and ran back to her. Is that it?"

"No, baby, that is not what happened," I reach out to grab her arm again, but she yanks it from my grip before spinning around. Her face is three shades of red. She's no longer crying; she is seething with rage. Oh, f**k me!

"She says she's pregnant, and you are the father, Dylan. Why would someone accuse another of that if there wasn't a possibility?"

"Honey, I honestly don't know what goes on in that head of hers, but she is out of her f*****g mind! I haven't touched her! You are the only one I want! Please don't leave me! Please don't take my daughter!" I plead.

I reach out to her once more, but she pulls away from me, "Don't make me out to be the bad guy! I have done nothing but love you with my whole heart Dylan! This is what I get? Why? What did I do to you to deserve this?"

"Nothing, baby! It's not true! I'll prove it!" I cry out.

Georgia starts to whimper in Ri's arms, so I reach out to console her, gently patting her back, "It's okay, baby. Don't cry."

Ri finishes packing up her bags, and she carries them through the living room while holding Georgia in her arms, "Ri, please, I can't live without you two!" I cry out as she storms out the door.

She spins around and glares at me; her face is still bright red as she grinds her teeth, "You should have thought about that before you f****d Suzy! I'm going to stay with Las."

Fuck me! I can't believe this! She puts Georgia in the car seat in the back and hops in the driver's seat, squealing her tires as she speeds off down the road. I drop down to my knees with my arms over my head, my fingers laced around my neck, sobbing uncontrollably as I watch the two most important things in my life disappear down the road.