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JANET A. WILSON

Healing Desire/Love Spiritual Realm

First published by Publish Drive in 2018

Copyright © Janet A. Wilson, 2018

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Healing Desire/Love Spiritual Realm is Dedicated to myself, my children, all women who are independent and successful and lastly my ex-husband…

Poem - Love Finding Love

by Janet A. Wilson

When Love finds Love…

Who knows what will be…

It all occur naturally…

The moments interfered by time and space…

All actions have its place…

Our thoughts intertwine the powers that be…

Our loins yearn for the ecstasy…

When love finds love…

Who knows what will be…

It all occur naturally…

Spells broken its only you and I…

There is no witchcraft in me…

Spirits vanish, stride by stride…

Negativity, have no place to abide…

When love finds love…

Who knows what will be…

It all occur naturally…

Janet A. Wilson

Contents

Acknowledgement

The Train Station

The Compartment and the Passengers

Arriving as Schedule

New Beginnings

John and Janet's Physical Attraction

James Jones - Real Estate Billionaire

Week-end at Napa Valley

Reuniting and Announcements

Chapter 9

James Jones

Chapter 11

About the Author

Acknowledgement

Everyone and everything in my life who has a cause and reason to do what is being done…

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One

The Train Station

Love Spiritual Realm/Healing Desire by Janet A. Wilson

Twenty  Four  Hour  Train  Ride  is  an  experience  of  traveling  on  a  popular  Train Service  in  the  United  States  of  America.  The  experience  was  overwhelming  and daunting.

It was a wet and rainy autumn evening in the South of Florida, I was early for my departure to New York, I was already checked in by the agents who were very polite, from the day before when I picked up my ticket. They were informative and seemed to have been the only modern adornment, at the train depot; they spoke in a very southern accent. The following day, early evening I was expected to depart Florida for an unknown time.

First time traveler on the famous United States passenger train, I thought would have been scenic, historical and maybe romantic journey.

The quaint, authentic, very old, railroad station, was painted in beige and brown with benches for waiting passenger both on the inside and on the outside along the platform  of  the  track,  a  newspaper  stand,  a  ticket  machine  Quick-Trac  Ticketing Kiosk all blended in with the decor a small waiting area and restrooms that could accommodate four people, let me not forget a vending machine.

I scanned the place quickly and decided to pick up my tickets from ticket agent, have a friendly chat and inquired about the train and other pertinent questions so I could be prepared for the trip the following day. I walked through the depot as they were getting ready to close, it was late in the afternoon.

The day of the trip we were anxious, as this was the end of five years in Florida State,  I  was  disappointed,  as  we  accomplished  nothing,  my  mom  was  ill  and  she passed away during the course of that five years…we spent time in essence and the last of her days were unexpected.

We  arrived  at  the  Train  station  early  it  was  a  stormy  afternoon,  I  checked  in validated my tickets and I went to check in my bags on the other side of the track which was even more authenticated than that of the entrance, the ambiance of 18th century  decor  was  made  appealing  by  the  old  scale,  old  boxes  and  suitcases  lying around.  The  checking  in  of  the  luggage  was  the  same  method  as  the  modern technique at the airport, for the exception of the scale, which was not digital as it had to be in another area. Check-in went well, as I patiently waited for the arrival of the train, my well wishers and I reminisced on all we had experienced while I was in Florida. It was raining lightly and sometimes hard a short lightening storm made is dismal.

At  the  depot  there  was  an  arrival  of  the  Grey  Hound  Bus  which  had  its  final stop in old town where I waited for my long awaited departure for a 24 hour trip to my  favorite  city.  We  shopped  at  the  convenience  which  was  conveniently  located across  the  street  from  the  train  tracks.  The  rain  and  lightening  became  more intense,  and  lasted  for  a  good  half  hour  as  we  hurried  for  shelter  out  of  the lightening storm our train arrived.

The  train  arrived  on  time,  we  walked  along  the  platform  to  embark,  the boarding was a bit clumsy as the steps were as a ladder with thick metal rungs at least twelve inches (12”) from the ground. I was helped on board by a very polite female  conductor  and  male  conductor,  they  both  worked  coherently  as  they  took

our bags; yet it seems like another looked at our tickets and showed us to our seats, as we settled in we were eager to begin the trip. The voices of a conductor shouted

“All Aboard” Silver-light 2339 (not the correct number of the train) bound to New York City, next Stop arriving in 45 minutes.

We  continued  to  settle  into  our  seats  and  began  to  observe  everyone  in  our compartment and closest to us; my Son and I glanced at each other, and I reassured him it was going to be a fun trip.

The  train  began  to  move  away  from  the  station,  we  waved  good-bye  at  our entourage who escorted us to the Train Station, relatives and friends, of whom we resided while we were in Florida. We looked out at them for the last time, as it was unknown when we would be returning to Florida or be seeing them again.

It was 7 pm in the evening, our journey by train and car would end at 10 pm on Monday night. We had a full train at least so I thought, the car we were in was full to  capacity,  our  immediate  neighbors  for  24  hours  were  before  us,  a  man  and  a woman, to the exact right of us another man and woman, behind us a man, woman and child, who seem to be traveling with another older child and a older woman, these  were  together  and  who  seemed  to  have  been  a  family,  I  prayed  for  a  safe arrival  for  some  reason,  I  started  feeling  uncomfortable,  so  I  made  myself  as comfortable as possible and so did my son.

The train slowly, clanked out of our station; there were another ten stations to go  until  the  end  of  the  train  ride.  The  next  stop  would  be  Orlando,  then Jacksonville,  Charleston,  Columbia,  Selma,  Raleigh,  Washington  D.C.,  Baltimore, Philadelphia and then New York Pennsylvania Station.

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Two

The Compartment and the Passengers

The compartment was not as I had expected, we cleared our seating area of all bags and  other  pieces  of  carry-on  bags  and  placed  the  bags  in  the  provided  luggage compartments. The comfort pieces in the necessary places, head pillows, head rests and  neck  rest  were  all  where  they  should  be,  snacks,  coffee  and  drink  cups, blankets, sheets and everything else to make ourselves comfortable, because of the night  travel,  we  did  not  want  to  move  around  too  much;  or  disturb  anyone,  the space was limited and we wanted everything to be at arm’s length.

There  was  nothing  to  see  out  the  windows  everything  was  pitch  black,  there was an announcement at about 10 p.m; that the snack bar was open for those who wanted something to eat. At about the third or fourth stop we went to explore, we found a snack bar it was stocked with all kinds of fast microwave foods, pretzels, Danishes, hot dogs, coffee, etc.

The  bathroom  we  did  not  have  a  problem  locating  it  was  very  obvious  and apparent  where  it  was  located,  about  six  seats  away  from  our  seat  and  it  was  not pleasant as we would soon learn later on the journey.

The  night  rolled  by  nicely,  it  was  not  at  all  quiet,  the  noise,  from  chattering passengers was unbearable, but we ignored everything, as the car was packed, every seat was occupied in our compartment.

It  was  not  a  problem,  however,  the  passing  passengers  and  the  immediate passenger  sitting  behind  us  holding  on  to  my  seat  and  hitting  and  kicking  of  the seats  were  intolerable.  We  tried  sleeping  through  it  and  ignoring  it,  as  best  as  we could. I would soon learn, later on that journey that it was mere rudeness and they did not care or know any better.

My son and tried to sleep as much as we could throughout the night, we would

taking turns, as he stayed awake while I sleep and I would stay awake while he slept, as it appears, we both fell asleep together sometime during the night into the early morning, the people were not very neighborly, and I did not thought of asking the conductor to be removed to another car, as I did not know I could have asked, as I thought the train was full.

Morning arrived not a moment too soon, I went to the bathroom, to freshen up, it was a tad bit bigger than that of a plane’s, as I have only flew from place to place in  the  past  I  could  only  compare  the  bathroom  with  that  of  the  train;  it  was  not pleasant,  I  did  what  I  had  to  do  and  return  to  my  seat,  waited  until  my  son freshened up and left the car, we went to the snack bar car to have breakfast, we stayed  there  two  to  three  hours  of  the  journey,  we  were  now  arriving  in  either Selma or Raleigh the middle rack of the journey. I was thinking about my daughter she  traveled  this  journey  to  be  with  us  sometimes  twice  per  year  whenever,  she could afford it, I was hoping all those times it was more pleasant, because I made a silent pledged unless I traveled business class, I would never travel by train ever for the  remainder  of  my  life.  The  train  I  thought  was  an  experience  to  relax  into  a journey to arrive at a place that one has not been to for a while or to call home.

Don, my son left the snack bar, which was sunny and warm, I remained there

for another hour or two, I returned to the car, and to my surprise someone was just leaving our seats, Don went to the restroom, and it seemed as if someone was in my carryon luggage, I reluctantly sat down and waited for my son to return, we glanced

and each other and continued on the journey, to my surprised, the person behind us purposely  hit  the  seat  as  I  drifted  off  into  a  nap,  I  got  up  and  asked  if  they  could possible  control  themselves  and  their  child,  to  which  I  and  my  son  and  I  was bombarded with insults and curse words, shouting began the conductors were now on the scene to which after lots of shouts and intolerable behavior were amiss, we were told we would be removed (both offenders and defenders) from the train or to me, if to another car, to which I responded that my child and I would prefer to be removed to another car.

Some of the nightmare ended, when we were taken to another car, which I was

somewhat elated to see was half empty and quieter, we napped for a while, and it was  more  comfortable.  The  journey  continued  with  little  or  no  disturbance,  one heck of a long stop in Washington D.C. which caused some restlessness, the train was on time, and, also it must have been a stop to clean the restrooms and refuel if there  is  such  a  thing  to  do.  We  have  “two  stops  left  I  said  to  my  son,  Baltimore, Philadelphia and then lastly New York. He was looking a bit traveled, eyes tired and a weary smile popped up on his lips. He fell asleep, for a little while, we walked the aisles  where  no  one  was  sitting,  the  car  was  emptier  now,  we  had  a  few  passing smiles  here  and  there;  the  conductors  made  their  schedule  walks  and  had  a  little chit chat with the passengers in the car, answering their brief questions, they, the conductors  although  showed  a  bit  of  tiredness  in  their  eyes,  were  courteous  and helpful.

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Three

Arriving as Schedule

I really thought I would have met someone on the train, I did, a cuddly, sweet little toddler, who had her beautiful big eyes on me since we changed seats in the new compartment, I cooed and played peek-a-boo with her, for a while until it was their turn to disembark.

The scenic views of the entire ride were mostly of train stations, bushes, some towns  and  more  bushes,  there  was  nothing  exciting  to  see,  old  lumber  and  metal yards,  farms  of  some  kind,  and  fields.  The  stop  in  Baltimore,  Philadelphia/New Jersey  was  lengthy  as  we  were  now  eager  to  complete  and  end  this  weary  time consuming journey. It was time, they called our station “New York” Pennsylvania arrival next 10-5 minutes. I went to the restroom to changed and freshen up, the train  was  on  time,  we  the  passengers  were  given  instructions  as  to  disembark procedures as this was one of the main and last stop, it was to be done in a orderly manner. We followed through, we were carefully aided down from the train onto the platform at Penn station, we walked up the second level to where we picked up our luggage after about an hour’s wait, we did so, quietly and cooperatively the “red cap”  assisted  us  we  were  assisted  to  the  street  where  I  tipped  him  as  he  was  very polite and helpful.

My  son  and  I  saw  our  nightmarish  couple  and  child;  waiting  we  exchange glances and looked away. We waited patiently for my daughter to pick us up, this was  for  another  hour,  I  did  not  mind  at  all,  we  arrived  safely  at  my  favorite  city, where the smells of food, the night lights and the people were all incredible (if you get to know them) I felt love, restoration and knowledge all at once, it was as if we were  being  rejuvenated  from  the  train  ride.  We  waited  at  8th  Avenue  and  31st street,  we  spoke,  made  fun  of  the  “rats”  my  son  said  he  saw  running  around  the suitcases,  we  admired  the  young  people  and  the  jazzy  old  ones,  the  food  vendors were  selling  up  a  storm  on  that  beautiful  scented  autumn  evening,  it  was  a refreshing and wonderful feeling, I really felt love and other mix feelings. I said to my son, “Honey, it’s been five years since we have been here,(exactly five years and a month) we may not have money, but I can try again, I love New York City, its life, fun, and knowledge, you got to love and appreciated and be appreciated as it is the wisdom of Godliness of all humanity.

My daughter Alicia arrived without a car, she told we have to take the subway,

“okay” I said, we hugged for a good 5 minutes and exchange welcome greetings she and I and Don, I asked her for Alex and she told me he was home with their dad. We headed  down  31st  street  towards  where  we  would  get  to  the  subway  to  take  us home.

There at the end of that ride my other son met us, we Don and I have not seen each other for seven months, we hugged and kissed and group hugged. We finally arrived at our destination 10:35 pm on Monday night September 7, 2010, where a new life and another journey and experience would begin, I am hoping it will end in my favor this time.

Good Luck folks and may your train, plane and ship travels be pleasant and up to your expectations.

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Four

New Beginnings

Healing Desire/Love Spiritual Realm by Janet A. Wilson

The Journey Continues…

The  waves  of  one  of  the  most  beautiful  beaches  in  Athens,  powerfully,  splash across the shores of the small Greek Island. The magnificent of crystal like waters of this private enchanted beach is as a fairy tale story, the winds reverberated from the ruins which were close by, it was as therapeutic as being at all natural spa, Janet moaned restlessly on the sand as the water splashed speedily and carelessly on the shore, where she have been laying most of the morning, the tides splashing in ebbs and  flows  on  the  soft  sandy  shore  massage  her  back  and  thighs.  The  sunbathing made her even tan body appears to be glowing as she lays there thinking of nothing but  of  the  endlessness  and  vastness  of  the  sea.  Janet  was  vacationing  alone  she requested room service daily and a guide.

It was noon, time to return to her room which was being cleaned by the villa

maid she hired, Cara, she and her had become friends as they would go for dinner each  evening,  Janet  had  not  wanted  to  welcome  or  entertained  unwelcome admirers.  (Cara)  lived  in  Mykonos  (Mykonos,  an  island  of  Cyclades,  is  known  as

“jewel”  of  the  Aegean  for  its  cosmopolitan  character,  romantic  atmosphere  and intense nightlife. As one of the places for diving, it trendy beaches of powder-like

sand.  The  culture,  friendly  people  and  relaxing  environment  make  Mykonos  just what  Janet  wanted,  to  be  away  from  New  York  City  and  let  go  in  one  Nature’s splendor all her life.

The  village  where  Janet  was  on  vacation  on  the  island  of  Mykonos,  a  small, Greek residence known as Villa Delos,

the  southern  location  of  the  Delos  Limelight  within  easy  reach  of  Mykonos Town  and  the  trendy  southern  beaches,  the  two  nearest  being  Agiosloannis  and Ornos. The fabulous views breathtaking of both on the front terrace and in the pool area.

The  three-bedroom  was  modernly  designed,  with  updated  appliances  and

furnishing  and  other  amenities  located  near  shops  and  restaurants.  This  was  her second day at the villa, Janet had booked a week, to be away from the New York City  one  of  three  vacations  she  made  sure  to  have  schedule  throughout  the  year, Janet had to get away from the Board of Directors for which she was Director of Foreign Affairs for a chain of Hotels in ten major countries.

As Janet entered the room, the phone rang, it was her daughter Shaneika, both her children were in France on vacation, she called to give the good news that she was engaged to her pen-pal who she has been corresponding and dating for years, whenever he had the chance to vacation in the States.

Francois had just slipped a 10 K diamond on her finger and they were planning to get married in December, it was September, Janet was excited, Shaneika was in love with Francois and he with her, “I am surprised”, she said “Mom” you are the first  to  know”  “Sheldon  and  Shaun  is  out  sightseeing”,  it  was  their  first  time  in Europe,  France  being  the  initial  conquest.  We  talked  endlessly  for  an  hour  or  so until  Sheldon  and  Shaun  arrived,  they  were  staying  with  Francois  parents.  I  wish them well and they were not happy to hear of what had occurred with me and John, but my daughter re-assured me that I will be over it as soon as I see her engagement

ring. I laughed and I told her, I will be in New York on Sunday; we bid each other good bye until then.

The  flight  was  incredible;  the  process  from  the  Airport  to  the  hotel  went beautifully,  as  is  expected  for  most  first  class  passenger.  Janet  arrived  at  the  villa everything  was  already  arranged,  Janet  was  impressed  with  the  service,  she  was shown to her three bedroom villa by the most witty concierge. The vacation began with  massage  therapy  at  a  small  spa,  followed  by  sauna  and  dinner  at  a  local restaurant she dined alone that evening. She was told, breakfast would be served in bed the following morning, and the service at the villa was incredible. She could not wait to relax lazily on the beach and have her mind tune out of from the surprise of her final fantasy of falling in love.

Which she was sure was meant to be, some day on one of her excursions but not on this vacation or week. She was confused and did not understand why John left her in the middle of the night in frenzy after making fiery and passionate love to her.  He  kissed  her  softly  on  the  cheeks  and  fled,  without  a  word.  She  was bewildered  and  humiliated.  Was  she  to  be  imputed  for  the  chemistry  and magnetism of their magical spirited and emotional lovemaking, was he ashamed or scared of what they shared together. Their week-end together in the mountains was so fiery even the snow seemed to have melted, but John left Janet in the middle of the night without even a note or a goodbye. She has not heard from him for a whole week, after calling and leaving messages, she thought it was over, book a ticket to Greece to revamp her to forget about him.

Janet Alexander tried to rid herself of the disappointments, and the emotional damage of the emptiness she felt, not accepting the fact that she may be just has lost John and may be lonely for the remainder of her life, it was not one of the ordinary stress filled week, for which, she often take, a vacation two or three times a year, this trek was to get away from falling in love with and being rejected by a stranger who she may never see again, it was shocking and a bomb from hell, Janet, was not

expecting  John  to  leave  in  the  middle  she  knew  John  Vanderbilt  felt  the  same,  he too had fallen in love with her, their physical attraction and desires left them both exhausted  at  their  business  meetings,  it  was  as  metal  to  magnet,  their  minds connected causing them not only to complete each other sentences, but sometimes not to speak at all. John was in denial to of this fiery encounter the passion which they ignited caused him to weaken at the sight of her, as she also had very troubling tremors  and  palpitations.  They  could  not  wait  to  be  together.  This  attitude,  they both dealt with for months on a professional basis.

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Five

John and Janet's Physical Attraction

The  first  encounter  with  John  left  her  trembling  at  his  very  appearance  and mannerism. The moment she stepped into the office she knew she had to ask him on a date, she hesitated but made sure he knew of his roaming eyes and deliberate, bashful  touch  for  which  he  so  admiringly  and  softly  caressed.  Their  eyes  met  so very often, John refused to have a conversation with her other than that of business.

Janet  decided,  she’d  asked  John  on  a  date,  if  he  didn’t.  After  the  meeting  she walked to the other side of the conference table and claimed the man she knew she had to be with, the room was empty and they both packed and shoved their files in separate  cases,  Janet  asked  “what  are  you  doing  tonight  John,  I  made  dinner reservation for us at Restaurant, his reply was yes, a friend had recommended the ambiance and cuisine to be superb. John said “I’ll pick you up at 8 pm. I said “O.K.

we  are  on.  John  also  had  kids  from  a  previous  marriage;  they  spoke  of  the  kids briefly at a previous meeting. Janet knew John for a year or so only meeting on a professional basis, they were physically, attracted to each other but never seem to rush their carnal desires.

Janet rushed home in my 2010 Porsche, her commissions gave her a lifestyle she deserved,  she  spent  it  well,  on  luxury  items  money  earned  is  money  spent  to

enhance  living  and  beauty,  she  stepped  out  of  her  car  and  ran  to  her  front  door where she was met by her well personal assistant, with messages and news from her kids who were in France on vacation; Deena, her assistant in New York, would also assist her into getting dressed for her date as she told Deena of the outcome of the day  and  finally  a  date  with  John  Vanderbilt  one  of  the  most  sort  after  male  in Malibu Florida, he was in New York on business and contemplating as to whether or  not  to  purchase  a  house  in  New  England  State  or  the  big  City.  Deena  was  as excited as Janet regarding the date and hoped it went well.

Janet chose a red dress with a low back drop and transparent patent shoes, hair in chignon and a single diamond bracelet for enhancing her beautiful left arm and a large burning hot red sapphire ring for her right pinkie.

Janet had her assistant and butler prepared a small cocktail before John’s arrival.

I had finish putting together the documents, for the courier to pick up first thing in the  morning,  I  napped  until  it  was  time  to  get  dress,  John  arrived  on  time,  7  pm, reservations was at 8 pm, we had a 45 minute drive, handsomely dressed in white shirt  and  a  very  dark  sports  jacket  along  with  dark  slacks  nicely  suave  and  great looking. Every single woman in the industry wanted him.

We talked leisurely of the restaurant, and who may be there to see us together while  we  drove  into  the  city,  he  was  a  well  known  socialite,  this  is  one  of  the reasons I did not think of dating him before now, I knew he fancied me and all but the timing had to be right and I had to be ready for him and the rest of his world.

We  arrived  at  the  restaurant  on  time,  as  he  handed  the  keys  to  the  valet attendant,  we  were  approach  by  a  woman  who  appeared  to  be  half  my  age,  his daughter Jasmine, we met before, as startled as I was to see her showing up on our date, I greeted her calmly and glanced at him, she retorted a hello, and greeted her father,  kissed  him  lightly  on  the  cheek  and  explained,  that  she’d  had  arrived  last evening,  but  was  exhausted  so  she  slept  all  day,  called  his  house,  and  was  told  he was  on  his  way  here  to  the  restaurant  with  me,  she  came  by  with  a  friend  to  say

hello  and  she  would  see  him  later  on  that  night  or  tomorrow.  For  which  he  said tomorrow. They both kissed good-bye, she nodded and I nodded in return, Jasmine and her date walked back to their car and left.

The restaurant was semi-formal, known mostly for the ambiance, cuisine and

service,  it  catered  to  a  well  dressed  social  crowd,  distinctive  as  the  main  dining room, the Lounge offers the same service and cuisine as the main dining, as my eyes roamed the room to check out the patrons, I saw John was being eyed inquisitively by passerby and other female vixens.

Our  evening  began  with  a  surprise,  Jasmine  showing  up  unexpectedly,  I  had reserve a table away from the lounge and in the main area, at a window by the lake where the sunsets during twilight was spectacular.

The  ambiance  was  calming,  after  settling  in  at  our  table;  it  seemed  as  if  there was no one else in the restaurant that evening, when our conversation had peaked to personal interest the focus was uninterrupted, unpretentious and relaxed.

We  became  so  enthralled  in  our  each  other  presence,  the  romance  filled  the room of divine ecstasy, I had a couple of martini’s before leaving home, so I decided to  have  a  couple  more  before  dinner  with  added  fruit  juice,  to  keep  my  appetite stimulate and ready to enjoy the meal, for which John ordered, his favorite flambé stuffed chicken breast and a scoop of whipped buttered almond flavored potatoes with parsley and olive asparagus in salty vinaigrette. At the candle lit table, a bottle of white wine, too fancy for me to recall and for desert strawberry whipped cream cake  with  tumbled  butter  frosting…  the  night  ended  with  brandy  in  large  glasses which caused us to giggle, the glasses were almost as large as our heads.

I  wanted  something  hot  and  spicy  other  than  tea,  we  both  decided  on  a  good aged  old  brandy,  which  would  add  nostalgia  to  the  moment.  We  talked  of everything, like a couple who wanted to get to together and see more of each other, we  recalled  the  day,  when  he  dropped  the  files  in  my  lap  accidentally,  when  our eyes met for the first time at the Real Estate Convention in Houston early last year.

We both had something energetic and demanding occurring in our bodies and personalities. It was very hard to conceal and it was very disturbing for him, as it appears he was unable to handle the magnetic vibrations of our attraction.

We  went  for  a  stroll  in  the  garden,  in  the  back  of  the  restaurant,  where  there was a small lake, a cherry trees and a couple ducks wading, we talked more of for our next meeting, we turned and faced each other the closeness made me weak and vulnerable,  I  trembled  as  his  lips  touched  mine,  and  I  teasingly  did  the  same  and whispered I could love you endlessly, without him, hearing, ( as I thought, he did not hear when I spoke) he hungrily tasted my mouth gently and walked away. We strolled  on  the  path  in  the  garden  by  the  lake  holding  hands,  having  light conversation  he  asked  if  I  was  seeing  someone,  the  question  came  hauntingly  as John whispered in my ear.

I  thought,  it  was  only  the  drinks  and  our  desire  to  get  together  after  all  these years  of  knowing,  and  keeping  our  relationship  at  a  professional  level,  but,  I cautiously, said it getting late, I had an appointment in the morning and it was now 12 midnight.

The Restaurant was beginning to close as we walked to the valet to have our car returned to us. He turned and kissed me again, he was sober enough to drive home, I had suggested a cab, but he waved me on and said he able to drive us home.

As we drove home, he popped the question, again, “you have not answered my

question, are you seeing someone?” “Are you dating?” “When will we be seeing each other  again?”  being  bombarded  by  his  questions  and  I  thought  it  was  just  the brandy, I was happy, but did not show any emotion, although I am sure he knew, he was  also  hiding  his  emotions;  we  had  too  much  to  drink,  it  was  not  the  right moment or time for me to allow John Vanderbilt in my life, I needed to know him and who he had before this date. As there was someone meddling with our lives.

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Six

James Jones - Real Estate Bil ionaire

He  wanted  me  to  go  back  to  his  place,  for  a  drink,  as  for  which  I  declined  the invitation. He said okay with a warm air of relinquishment and disappointment. I said “we’ll talk at lunch tomorrow”. We sat silent listening to classical music on the remainder  of  the  ride  home.  John,  walked  me  to  my  door  and  said  goodnight, pulsating long kiss, our embraced seemed to last forever, for which he gasped as I let go of him as he said placidly, ” I’ll call you the minute I get home and set up our next date for the week-end away from the city. I whispered goodnight and said call me. We’ll talk about lunch tomorrow.

I rushed to my bedroom, undressed showered, went to the kitchen to make a

cup of tea, when the phone rang, I quickly answered, it was John, “did you shower?”

he asked, “no I did not”, I jokingly replied. “I am in the kitchen making tea,” he said

“I am too”, I said, and we continued speaking of each other the thigs we liked and disliked,  the  kids  and  everything  else  we  did  and  shared  in  common  until  about 3:15 am, when I had to remind him I had a 8 am appointment with a client who I had  to  meet  to  view  a  bed  and  breakfast  we  were  opening  in  Vermont  and  our lunch date, for which he said he would call. We hung up from each other at exactly 3:30 am that morning.

I  rushed  out  the  door  to  the  meeting,  which  was  very  important  to  the Company, this was the deal of the year with one of our biggest clients James Jones, the appointment he was with a wealthy Texan, billionaire to be exact, he managed and did all his original transactions and new property investment personally, he has several investment with our company and I was to close this agreement with him, his assistant usually closes all the bids.

The  Bed  and  Breakfast  was  located  on  Long  Island,  in  the  Wine  Country  of Suffolk County, the Company won the bid and I had to meet with James Jones, who I have been speaking with on the telephone and e-mailing for weeks, for dates, he wanted  to  spend  some  time  with  me,  this  was  the  big  date;  he  was  young  and exciting  very  attractive  to  look  at,  short  black  hair,  face  of  a  Greek  God..had  the mannerism of cowboy who trained horses, he was not my type of guy but he was

great for business and conversations.

I called John, and told him, I would call him after the appointment and gladly meet him for late lunch. I was out of the office until 3 p.m. that afternoon, had me accompany  him  to  inspect  the  property  with  a  team  of  engineers,  inspectors  and designers,  I  don’t  usually  inspect  properties  with  my  clients  but,  he  offered  me partnership with his company for which I told him I would have to think about it and inform him at another time, I had so many appointments on my schedule, there was no time to focus on a new contract for a new job, I take my work seriously, and had  to  see  all  the  pros  and  cons  of  new  business,  I  don’t  like  losing  or  using,  no matter  how  insanely  attractive  the  incentives  or  bonuses  was  at  this  time,  and moreover,  my  contract  stipulated  a  five  year  deal  which  was  binding  for  another month.

James laughed, that I have been putting him off for years, and he would let me decide when and if I wanted to partnered with him and or have dinner with him, he was so demanding but non-consenting as he walked alongside me and slipped his

fingers through mine. I smiled as how now, I am being hunted and pursued, by two handsome and wealthy men.

The drive to Suffolk, the meeting and inspection went well, it was exhilarating, overwhelming and tiring, I did not hear from John, I thought he would called me, lunch  was  evidently,  cancelled,  I  returned  to  my  office,  lazily  tossed  my  bags  and files on the desk picked up my messages and asked my assistant to bring me coffee, I went through my messages, upon doing so, I saw where John called the office, and left  a  detailed  message  and  e-mail,  he  had  made  reservations  for  us  to  spend  the week-end in Napa Valley, California, to begin on Thursday, (this could not happen I had  a  meeting  schedule  Friday  Morning,  anytime  afternoon  on  Friday  would  be great). No if, buts, or no’s, I had a fit, and remembered I dated him and now he is returning  the  favors  of  etiquette.  I  called  John  immediately  and  told  him  I  would love to fly to Napa with him, but not until Friday Afternoon, he said ” great I will change the flight for noon (3 p.m.) and pick you up at home” we both laughed, as I hanged up from John.

I  looked  up  and  saw  James  walking  into  the  office  at  5  p.m.  that  afternoon, surprisingly,  he  apologize  for  stopping  by  unannounced  or  having  made  an appointment, after all he said “we are more than just business partners,” softly curt and business like, he said “I would like for us to go to dinner I made reservations, I have  a  new  project,”  he  wanted  me  to  work  on  with  his  assistant,  (his  excuse  for spending the evening with me ) I cannot refuse James offers, his company pays, high commissions, I try to please him, he is always satisfied with my decisions as I make him happy whenever, I close his deals. As I am also aware, he is terribly attracted to me,  I  don’t  feel  a  thing  for  him  but  lust  at  his  appearance  and  suave  attitude  of  a Greek God, and as

I am in confusion as to why, I did not fall in love him more than I did with John.

I  am  flowing  with  the  moment  with  James,  I  met  him  for  the  first  time  at  a

conference on a field auction, a partners of the company introduce us, since then every deal of his was close by me and my assistant.

Dinner went well with James, this was my first informal semi-business meeting with him, unlike other dates with him, we discussed very little business and spoke lightly  of  music,  current  affairs  and  events  in  the  Real  Estate  Hotel entrepreneurship  business,  thinking  of  being  a  partner  with  a  billionaire,  is  being married to him, it was a giant step, James was implying more than business, I was not ready for this commitment and loyalty, as I know he inherited his wealth, was born into wealth and became the man he is today from dedication and hard work also, the proposal was informal and pertinent, we have only been speaking socially via  the  internet  and  closing  deals  we  spent  a  lot  of  time  together,  but  I  was  not expecting this offer, as I am older, not that age matters, I am not in love with him as I expect to fall in love with the man I marry.

As he gazed into my eyes I saw for the first time that he had fallen in love, his deep sea blue eyes ignited something deep within, it was explainable as this was the very first time, I felt this way with him, the conversation ended and I was not aware that my gazed became a stare so intense it we both shuddered and looked away. We finish  off  dinner  with  brandy,  when  he  spoke,  in  loose  sentences,  he  asked  if  I thought  about  his  proposal,  I  told  him,  this  is  not  a  good  time  James,  there  is  so much I must close from my files and the Company would not know as my deals are individually initiated and required tact and precision. I mentioned I would not be around  for  the  week-end,  and  if  there  was  anything  needed  to  be  added  to  the agreements  and  other  paper  work  he  was  to  notify  my  assistant.  I  kept  dinner business like, but friendly, as I was not sure what I was feeling with James and the confusion was intimidating.

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Seven

Week-end at Napa Val ey

I  drove  home  alone,  that  evening,  I  had  a  full  day,  having  spent  the  night  before with  John  and  the  day  with  James  I  wondered  if  they  had  a  wager,  they  both attended  a  few  conventions  I  was  present  at  and  the  conference  in  Houston  was where the three of us had lunch. The thought went through my head as quickly as it came, the ride home up rejuvenating, as I drove up to the door of my drive-way my butler, who lived on the property came out to greet me, I had shopped at the mall and  grocery  store  after  dinner.  As  we  both  emptied  the  car  of  my  loot,  he mentioned Mr. Vanderbilt came by unannounced, he left a bottle of wine and some flowers, said Bill, and I laughed as both men are on the same thought waves as they both initiated the same actions in different place, one at my home and the other at the  office.  Bill  said,  “He  told  me  not  to  notify  you  Janet,  so  I  complied.”  Janet thanked Bill, and assist with the packing of the goods she brought home.

We packed the stuff away out of the kitchen and I fled up stairs, to my surprise with some new outfits and toiletries I bought for the week-end with John, I looked up  and  saw  my  daughter  sitting  in  the  loft  above  the  stair,(a  space  we  used  for relaxing  when  my  ex-  husband  lived  in  the  home)  with  her  friend  from  France, Francois,  they  turned  and  said  hello  alternatively,  “hello  Mom”,  “hello  Mrs.

Alexander, he was visiting, it was the end of the summer and

Sheldon, Shaun and Shaneika went to get Visas for visiting Francois parents in September; this is the news they both had.

I  sat  with  them  spoke  of  their  trip  and  my  week-end  plans  with  John  for  the following day, we laughed and left them going through magazines Shaneika looking at different places she wanted to visit, while in France.

I had a late night brandy, showered, washed my hair and jumped in bed, just as I was  about  to  cuddle  up  with  my  pillow  and  Brit  (my  terrier)  the  phone  rang  at exactly, 10:45 p.m. it was John, hello “Cherie” my nick-name for which he called me whenever he was in the mood for his passionate and innate love making, which has not  happened  in  the  physical  sense…but  were  we  steaming…hi  John,  he  said  ”  I can’t wait for tomorrow afternoon, I hope you are ready,” “yes John I am, trying to keep  the  excitement  out  of  my  voice”,  we  both  moaned  on  the  phone  with exasperation  and  remained  silent  for  a  while.  John  said  “goodnight,  I  see  you tomorrow” call me after the meeting.” I told him goodnight and hanged up.

Friday  morning  was  right  on  time,  Brit  nibble  my  toes,  and  I  was  awake,  I picked him up gave him a hug and returned him to his basket. Shaneika entered my room,  at  about  8  am  the  meeting  was  not  until  9:30  am,  the  drive  from  Hudson Valley  to  Madison  Avenue,  was  about  an  45  minutes  to  an  hour.  We  talked  as  I placed my suits on the bed, asked her to choose one, while I did my makeup and hair. She was a bit faint, as she said “Mom I feel as if I am in love with him” ” I said honey, it o.k. don’t worry about it, go with the way you feel and let it happen, if it was not meant to be it cannot be”, “whatever decision is made, it is what will be”, I stopped a while hugged her and told her I am sure it will all work out in your favor, Francois and Shaneika has been friends for five years, they were both young, and happy,  he  flew  to  the  States  every  summer,  sometime  he  stayed  at  the  Windsor Hotel in the City (I guess for their privacy and when he was with his parents) and other times he would stay at the house here in Newburgh.

We had relatives all over New York, you name the City my parents and cousins lived there and had ties to someone in or around the communities. It was getting late  Shaneika  chose,  my  suit,  and  outfits  for  the  week-end,  she  packed  the  new things I bought and walked with me to the car after drinking a mouthful of orange juice  and  sip  a  cup  of  coffee,  her  brother  was  just  returning  from  a  business meeting, from Miami, so he said, he had a busy day ahead and needed to do some shopping for his trip to France. This being their first time, they wanted everything newly bought. I kissed them both, told them to have a good time and rushed out the door.

On our way to the airport, John asked of the happenings of the day, and relax into traveling mode of his day, he visited his mom, his once a week visit, she was now  aging,  and  being  her  only  son  he  thought  it  would  be  appropriate  as  he  was concerned about her well being, to hire an assistant to live with her to help with her chores and other tasks. He, would mention his mom more than he would speak of his daughter, his daughter he said, “Jan is a loner, she likes being on her own and doing  what  she  does  with  her  friends  and  people  she  meets,  she  lives  a  clean  and social  life…she  spends  time  with  and  live  with  her  mother,  John’s,  ex-wife,  when she is not at her apartment. As my only child she become annoyed at my constant protective attitude and questionings, so as to not aggravate the relationship, I let her be and do whatever she seek to do. If and when she needs me I am here for her all the time, no matter where or what the situation may be”. I understood very well, I do the same for my children and John and I had an understanding, no matter how intimate  we  may  be,  our  relationship  and  business  will  not  come  between  us  and the children. Shaneika, Shaun and Sheldon would be away in France for two weeks starting on Monday.

We  finally,  got  the  kids  and  his  mom  out  of  the  way,  we  continued  in  light conversation of our progress on the job, the plans for the week-end in Napa Valley was on, the wine tasting occasion, a tour of the vineyard, spa and then just us, we

both sighed, as we share some traits of compatibility, and in our astrological signs, I was  becoming  frustrated  sometime  by  our  attitudes  and  mind  bending  in  our personal lives, the fact of the matter is I liked it so much, I was afraid of being in a relationship with John, it was as if I was him and he me is some of our thoughts and actions, the individuality was a concern, we were not engaged, how could this be, all we did was exchange kisses, the only “deoxyribonucleic acid” (DNA) we shared.

The  Flight  was  on  time,  we  departed  at  5  p.m.  and  would  not  be  in  San Francisco  until  11  p.m.  that  night,  we  had  first  class  seats  and  decided  to  sleep, dinner would be served within a hour or two after takeoff and John had a bottle of Champagne  sent  to  our  seats.  There  were  only  two  other  couple  traveling  in  our compartment so he had the mostly the stewardesses attending mainly his needs and crooning  over  him.  On  flight  we,  hardly  spoke  of  anything  or  anyone  we  were careful not to fall in each other trance and or stare too deeply in each other’s eyes. I have nothing in my life but by children and job at the Corporation, my dog Brit is my only personal possession who is handle and petted by me daily, my ex-husband lives on his own he was stricken by some unknown virus after the divorce, and he and his doctors are working on a cure.

The flight attendant interrupted us as we were about to land, the Champagne

made me a bit light headed and I could hardly stand when it was time to disembark.

John allowed everyone to leave the plane so I could stand on my own, as I did so he laughed hugged me as if he was a support beam and we walked side by side to our waiting car.

On  our  way  to  the  lodge  or  villa,  we  played  with  each  other  until  the  giggles were silenced with kisses and moans and groans although we did not make love in the car, the passion and desired we had bottled up inside our being exploded and erupted into a wild frenzy of carnal ecstasy and pleasure. We stopped ourselves as the  car  pulled  up  at  the  entry  of  our  destination  of  our  excursion.  I  got  myself

together and stepped out of the car with my luggage as the driver was told to pick us up on Monday morning bright and early.

As we approached the entrance we were met by a Valet attendant, who took our

luggage and escorted us to a four bedroom private house with extensive lush green meadow like view and acres of vineyard beyond, the warmth of the house made us shiver as we entered the living space with all the modern amenities, we were told pick for Spa at

11  am  John  said,  sorry  I  think  you  have  the  wrong  guest,  Spa  is  a  not  until  1

p.m. and the tour and picnic Sunday afternoon. Please check our itinerary and call us in the morning, we are vamped and lagged. John politely thanked him and the Valet Tom left us to ourselves. As I ran out of the room and down the hallway to see the remainder of the house and the extensiveness of the view, the pool and the hot Tub on the terrace made the ambiance more romantic and ecstatic more than ever.

l felt weak in the knees, and continued to explore the house, as John was right behind me, with a quickness in his step, it seemed the trip he planned was for my seduction,  I  secretly  smiled,  he  was  at  my  side  now,  he  grabbed  me  by  the  waist twisted  me  around  to  face  him  and  whispered  in  my  ears  that  he  waited  years  to taste  my  mouth,  and  wanted  all  of  me,  and  he  will  take  what  belonged  to  him without any repose from his touch she returned his longing as she drew his head down and his hard body reclaimed hers with a fierce yearning that aroused her own longing to a dizzy pitch, then slowly fulfilled it with piercing, welling intensity until her cry was swept away with the wind. He then lifted her to one of the bedrooms and devoured her flesh from head to toe, until they were both breathless and filled with the anxiety of making love again, and again until they were exhausted.

Shivering, and claiming the moment as heavenly, she screamed his name, and he murmured, brushing her lips with his. Gently he explored her face with his fingers as  if  he  was  blind,  as  if  he  had  never  seen  him  before  and  might  never  again.  He

looked at he and kissed he hard on the mouth and she rise above him as he rise in her and thrust again until moans exhaled into deep breathing and finally sleep.

They awoke in the middle of the afternoon in each other arms, smiling at each other,  the  hunger  and  craving  for  each  other  became  a  need  which  had  to  be fulfilled. I’m caught in some spell, John said, no one has ever done this, or made me feel this way, your mouth and eyes are not of this world, my sweet, I kissed him and mounted him as he mumbled into unrest and listlessness of our passion and sweat into the afternoon.

We  rise  out  of  bed  at  3  p.m.,  we  said  nothing  as  we  wondered  the  room  in nudity, listened to our messages from the Front Office in silence while we stared in each other eyes, we missed our appointment at the spa, and we hoped to go on tour in the morning if our hearts and body allowed to be apart.

I  made  a  bubble  bath  in  the  gigantic  bath  tub  for  both  of  us  in  a  gigantic  jet streamed tub, while John ordered room service, in the room, the warmth and scent of  the  water  restored  my  body,  John  entered  the  bathtub  after  the  meal  was delivered,  he  entwined  his  body  with  mine  as  we  both  sank  into  a  bliss  that  our bodies seemed to be screaming for inherently and the quenching of the thirst of our desire for each other, we ended this splendorous moment with trembling kisses and sighs.

We  lunched  on  the  terrace  and  spend  the  afternoon  in  bed,  hoping  to  have dinner later that evening, if our bodies would allow, there were no thoughts now, no  business,  no  no’s,  just  the  satisfying  of  our  sexual  desires,  and  fulfilling  every need, blissfully. John shamelessly took me in his arms again, kissing me everywhere exploring  with  his  tongue,  like  a  heat-seeking  missile  and  taking  my  breath  away over and over again, I fainted in his arms and he carried me to the other bedroom, place me gently on the bed, spreading my leg with his mouth, he entered me with his tongue, up and down he went until I flinched away, as the explosion between my legs made me screamed and grabbed him deeper within my loins. He mounted

me and the rhythm was wild and rose into a flame of sighs and moans until we fell asleep.

The sunset was just happening when John held me in his arms and pleaded with

me  not  to  stop  him,  he  wanted  me  to  be  aware  of  how  he  felt  and  wanted  every moment  to  be  his  and  his  command  alone  we  watched  the  sunset  until  the  sky became lit with stars, silently, in nudity embracing each other in silence.

Dinner reservations, was at 7 p.m., we both got dressed, looked at the itinerary which was not observed at all, we were obsessed with each other and loving every moment of it, the car came on time, took us to a restaurant across town,

The  cuisine  was  superb  we  had  Crustacean  medley  and  red  and  white  wine alternatively, we talked of the vineyard and hoped we would allow each other to go wine tasting and picnicking as these were the only two things which was left for us to do before our flight on Monday morning. The was a dance floor in the lounge of the Restaurant and piano bar, we both stayed over for a little disco and chatted with a  couple  who  was  also  from  New  York  City.  The  evening  ended  superbly  with laughter and new acquaintances.

John, had a surprise for me when we returned to the house, it was filled with flowers, roses and orchids in every room, there was a huge champagne bottle on the table and a gift box, the aura and feeling of the place made me so weak, I stood there breathless as my words came out nervously, I said, pretentiously, who is this from, I told  no  one,  only  Shaneika,  Shaun  and  Sheldon,  I  was  afraid  James,  would  do something like this, caused it seemed the moment I started dating John he became interested and proposed partnership which was much more than business.

John, said “It is a gift from me of appreciation to you for your trust and love.

I was overwhelmed, by the sincerity in his voice and rushed to the bathroom,

where I stayed for a few minutes and sealed the moment with a kiss. For which he hungrily  cease  her  mouth  and  filled  her  with  the  intensity  of  his  much  desired manhood  right  there  and  then  in  the  middle  of  the  room,  a  long  night  stretches

ahead of them, they had nothing else to do but to make love again and again until they tire of each other and limped lifelessly in each other arms.

John slept silently through the morning sunrise, as Janet watched him sleep, she never knew there would ever be such bliss with a man she desired for years, it was just the beginning, she thought, she would never tire of him and she would never be alone with Brit, she was looking and the emerald necklace and chandelier earrings which came with the week-end, she wondered if he had another love, and treated her this way too, the shuddered at the thought and dismissed it immediately.

Janet woke John, although she wanted him and ache for him that morning, she

made a bath ordered breakfast and had him dressed in white linen shirt, light blue jeans and tan boots, very trendy and casual, I wore a white sundress with eyelets all over and a lacy ankle boots, the moment was divine, as we manage for the first time since  Friday  afternoon  to  keep  our  hands  off  each  other  bodies.  He  promised  he would stick to the itinerary schedule be awake from the trance which commandeers his possessiveness and obsessive love making. Which we enjoyed so much it made us hungry for each other over and over again.

The car was on time as usual, we were out the door for wine tasting and picnic, we held onto each other as if we were about to become obsolete, the car took us at the Ferry Building, while we waited to be shuttled, there was no one else there, we had a “quickie” secretly without anyone knowing of seeing, we laughed so much we cried at cravings we had for each other so hungry and naughty, it’s as if we could not  keep  our  hands  off  each  other  or  our  mouths  away  from  each  other  lips, traumatized by the moment we heard the shuttle, we quickly, adjusted our clothes.

We  said  “hello”  and  sat  on  board  for  our  destination,  we  were  shuttled  to  Napa Valley, (over the Golden Gate Bridge) entered the Winery, in Napa Valley.

We were taken to a Picnic Lunch spot, where the grass was green as green and

soft as the plush rug in the house, everything was arranged, there was a basket with napkins, sandwiches, wine, silverware, wineglasses, nuts, fruits and more than two

people  could  consume,  the  wine  choice  for  the  day  was  Chardonnay  After  our picnic lunch, we will taste more Chardonnay and Sauvignon.

The Napa Valley tour went on to several other winery after picnic, where we

discussed the taste, flavors, aroma and age of the wines, it was all interesting I loved every moment of being with John and he showed me his love and appreciation that I  dismissed  all  thoughts  of  another  woman  and  James.  The  tour  ended  with  us returning to the Ferry Building where we would be picked up by our driver, John carried me in the house as I was tipsy to the point of being stoned. I was unable to walk to the door, the scent of the orchids and roses restored my being and helped me to walk on my own, I changed into a light strapless dress, had some coffee, while John checked his messages on his phone, “you cheated” I said I left my phone, as you told me no phone, I teased, we had coffee.

I ran a bath that evening, as there was no plans, we both agreed on spending the night together, by ourselves, there were no room service or anyone or anything else just us and the sweet scent of flowers and John. I soaked in the tub of scented oil and  musk  alone,  while  John  sat  in  the  Hot  Tub,  he  seemed  concerned  about something,  but  said  nothing  as  to  why  he  was  so  aloof,  a  got  out  of  the  bath  and wrapped myself in a beautiful gold lace robe, scented with his favorite perfume, the surprise  of  the  evening,  John  met  me  in  the  other  bedroom,  that  evening,  with Champagne from the winery and caviar which he brought with him, the heat that arise from him as he leaned in on me caused to lift her leg onto his hips, he grabbed her gently and took her, right there, entering her until screams and moans escape her  lips,  as  he  placed  her  on  the  bed  roughly,  he  mounted  her  again,  she  stopped him  crawled  forward,  until  she  could  lean  even  farther  across  him  straddling  his chest instead of his hips. Until her gold robe of lace was right there, nearly in his face, it slid off her shoulders and off the side of the bed, he could not possibly resist as  he  shifted  down  and  kissed  her,  between  the  legs  and  roughly  licked  her, breathing in the sweet muskiness of her perfume, the gift for the last evening, musk

and sandalwood with a hint of sunflower, her thighs tightened around his face and she gasped as he pressed his tongue deep within her.

But she didn’t pull back. And that was all the invitation he needed he reached up and tore her legs opened and then, oh yes, he was in heaven once more. The sounds she  made  were  incredible—laughter  mixed  with  pure,  desperate  pleasure.  She wasn’t at all shy about letting him know how much she liked what he was doing, they were lost in each other pleasure until the wee hours of the morning . Janet and John drifted off into deep sleep, forgetting the life around them they only existed for each other and their unquenched desire, each time each moment each encounter new and exciting than before. This their last night together fulfilling the needs of their mind, body and soul had hungered and thirst for, for years.

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Eight

Reuniting and Announcements

John quietly, left Janet at 3 am in the morning, kissing her softly on the forehead, he was  called  away  by  his  daughter  Jan,  she  had  a  problem  with  her  boyfriend  that needed  urgent  attention,  she  did  not  want  the  police  involvement  as  they  only seemed to make the matter worst.

John forgot to leave a note for Janet, he left her undisturbed and deeply asleep, he  flew  out  to  New  York  on  the  first  available  flight.  Jan  was  in  the  car  which picked  him  up  at  the  Airport,  the  message  on  the  phone  is  dad  I  need  your  help now, Jerry, Jan’s boyfriend was caught with another woman at her apartment and she wanted her father to put an end to his disloyal and abusive relationship. John did not think or read the “text” in its entirety, he mumbled to himself, it was all he need, he thought the urgency was more or an emergency,

but it really was not so.

Janet, awaken by the alarm John had set, so she would be up and ready for the car, to catch her flight on time, it was noon and she groped around on the bed for John,  he  wasn’t  there,  she  thought,  he  was  probably  running  a  bath  or  taking  a Shower, the flight was at 2 p.m. they had to be at the airport by at least 1:30 p.m., John  was  not  running  a  bath  or  taking  a  Shower,  she  tried  calling  his  phone,  but there was only voice-mail. Janet panicked, she showered quickly, brushed her hair

in tears and rushed out the door to the waiting car, she took nothing of the flowers, only her perfume and jewelry, while traveling to the airport, she called, only voice-mail, when she landed at 6 p.m. that evening she called John right through the night.

John has lost, his phone in the scuffle with Jan’s boyfriend, a rich “bomb” who was using his daughter for convenience and money. He was not aware of losing his phone and did not call Janet to inform her of the situation, a neighbor on her way into her apartment, saw John and scuffling with Jerry and called the cops, they were both arrested, to make matters worse no one called Janet, she called his office and was told he was on vacation, there was no answer at Jan’s apartment, Jan left to be with her mom.

Janet did not have a number for his ex-wife or mother. She could not work, she could  not  sleep,  the  man  she  was  in  love  with  for  years,  the  man  who  took  her breath away, disappeared, without a trace, no one had any information on him, she was  broken  and  devastated,  she  made  reservation,  and  flew  out  to  Greece,  the following, she called Shaneika, told her briefly where she would be and would be home  the  week  when  they  were  expected  to  return  home.  She  cancelled  her meeting, and re-schedule them with her assistant Deena, she refused to see James and  did  not  speak  or  answered  his  e-mail  or  messages.  She  stopped  eating  and resorted to drinking tea.

John was not bailed until the week-end, and he was diminished morally and not speak with anyone, especially Janet. He was lost to all that had happened with his daughter, he and her sat together at his place consoling each other and comforting one another, the charges was dropped, but the damage to his daughter reputation and her mother was done. John, insisted that he wanted to speak with no one and instructed his assistant to tell all callers he was on vacation. Until there was a sense of belonging and the need has lessened between him and his daughter.

She was now in Greece, with only memories, of John touches all over her body

and mouth, she called his office one last time only to be told he was on vacation,

Cara  and  she  went  to  dinner  that  evening  after  speaking  with  Shaneika,  Shaun, Sheldon and Francois. She felt a sense of renewal and was happy her daughter was engaged  to  a  very  prominent  and  educated  young  man;  but  right  now  she  was restoring and rejuvenating her body and senses, to enable her to better deal with the loneliness  she  felt.  Cara  was  good  company,  they  spoke  of  the  city  and  the  love views from her hotel and as Cara felt her sadness, she told her the man she loved would return to her the day she return to her country. Janet smiled and said, I don’t know Cara, it seems as if when I find someone to love me the way I want to be love there is always something of someone of hindrance. I have not given up on him, but I can’t see or understand why he has not called or write.

The  days  went  by  quickly  in  Greece,  Janet  was  bored,  on  a  very  windy  day, while  she  was  on  the  beach  and  before  she  returned  to  her  Villa,  Cara  ran  out  to meet her with a note, this came for you this afternoon Janet, it is marked urgent, she was feeling sad all day and began to cry. Cara handed her the note, her heart began to beat really fast, being anxious she opened the note, it was a message from John, he was in Greece, and wanted to see her, Bill told him of her whereabouts, but he did not want to call her or be standing at her door, as if he was a long lost lover.

Janet  began,  crying,  and  sobbing  real  hard,  the  telephone  number  was  in  the note,  both  Janet  and  Cara  ran  to  the  room,  Cara  crying  as  well,  and  repeatedly asked if everything was o.k., Janet said yes, he is here, here in Greece, Cara clapped her  hand  in  joy  of  the  matter  and  left  her  as  she  dialed  the  number,  John  she screamed, where are you, what happened, how could you, Why? The questions was not be out of her mouth quick enough, “I missed you so much”, said Janet I thought all  manner  of  things,  and  most  of  all  I  could  not  come  to  terms  with  just  being  a week-end escort, she said I had to leave the country to get myself together and get you out of my mind and body, John, hello, are you there? say something, he, asked for the address and told her she would see him later that evening.

She hung up the phone and wept for hours; she was overjoyed and could not wait to hear what had happened. She got a hold of herself showered and dressed.

John was there on time, with flowers and a tiny box, they left the villa for dinner, he relayed the whole fiasco and proposed right there and then at dinner.

They  toured  Greece,  sightseeing  and  all,  their  love  blossomed  and  the  love making was more intense and passionate than the week-end at Napa Valley, Greece was an enlightenment, John and Janet enjoyed each other.

Cara and Janet became friends, she promised to visit Janet in New York later

that year as she was excited for her.

On the flight to New York, Janet told John about James Jones and the business proposal. He laughed and said “We will talk more on that as soon as we return to the office, they kissed and slept on the flight home.

Janet and John arrived in New York, they met Shaneika, Shaun and Sheldon for

dinner later that night, Shaneika could not wait to show off her engagement ring, she was feeling rapturous, the plans for her wedding was on its way, Shaneika did not know that her mother was also engaged. Janet was at her best; the happiness she felt  made  her  delirious.  John  was  her  illness.  The  surprise,  was  to  be  unfold  at dinner, the brothers were steady and heeding to their busy schedule of college and their businesses.

Jan,  John’s  daughter  was  now  living  with  her  mother  no  one  knew  she  was dating James Jones, not even her father.

The End…

Nine

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Chapter 9

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Ten

James Jones

He  wanted  me  to  go  back  to  his  place,  for  a  drink,  as  for  which  I  declined  the invitation. He said okay with a warm air of relinquishment and disappointment. I said “we’ll talk at lunch tomorrow”. We sat silent listening to classical music on the remainder  of  the  ride  home.  John,  walked  me  to  my  door  and  said  goodnight, pulsating long kiss, our embraced seemed to last forever, for which he gasped as I let go of him as he said placidly, ” I’ll call you the minute I get home and set up our next date for the week-end away from the city. I whispered goodnight and said call me. We’ll talk about lunch tomorrow.

I rushed to my bedroom, undressed showered, went to the kitchen to make a

cup of tea, when the phone rang, I quickly answered, it was John, “did you shower?”

he asked, “no I did not”, I jokingly replied. “I am in the kitchen making tea,” he said

“I am too”, I said, and we continued speaking of each other the things we liked and disliked,  the  kids  and  everything  else  we  did  and  shared  in  common  until  about 3:15 am, when I had to remind him I had a 8 am appointment with a client who I had  to  meet  to  view  a  bed  and  breakfast  we  were  opening  in  Vermont  and  our lunch date, for which he said he would call. We hung up from each other at exactly 3:30 am that morning.

I ran out the door to the meeting, which was very important to the Company, this  was  the  deal  of  the  year  with  one  of  our  biggest  clients  James  Jones,  the appointment was with a wealthy Texan, billionaire to be exact, he managed and did all his original transactions and new property investment personally, he has several investment  with  our  company  and  I  was  to  close  this  agreement  with  him,  his assistant usually closes all the bids.

The  Bed  and  Breakfast  was  located  on  Long  Island,  in  the  Wine  Country  of Suffolk County, the Company won the bid and I had to meet with James Jones, who I have been speaking with on the telephone and e-mailing for weeks, for dates, he wanted  to  spend  some  time  with  me,  this  was  the  big  date;  he  was  young  and exciting  very  attractive  to  look  at,  short  black  hair,  face  of  a  Greek  God..had  the mannerism of cowboy who trained horses, he was not my type of guy but he was

great for business and conversations.

I called John, and told him, I would call him after the appointment and gladly meet him for late lunch. I was out of the office until 3 p.m. that afternoon, had me accompany  him  to  inspect  the  property  with  a  team  of  engineers,  inspectors  and designers,  I  don’t  usually  inspect  properties  with  my  clients  but,  he  offered  me partnership with his company for which I told him I would have to think about it and inform him at another time, I had so many appointments on my schedule, there was no time to focus on a new contract for a new job, I take my work seriously, and had  to  see  all  the  pros  and  cons  of  new  business,  I  don’t  like  losing  or  using,  no matter  how  insanely  attractive  the  incentives  or  bonuses  was  at  this  time,  and moreover,  my  contract  stipulated  a  five  year  deal  which  was  binding  for  another month.

James laughed, that I have been putting him off for years, and he would let me decide when and if I wanted to partnered with him and or have dinner with him, he was so demanding but non-consenting as he walked alongside me and slipped his

fingers through mine. I smiled as how now, I am being hunted and pursued, by two handsome and wealthy men.

The drive to Suffolk, the meeting and inspection went well, it was exhilarating, overwhelming and tiring, I did not hear from John, I thought he would called me, lunch  was  evidently,  cancelled,  I  returned  to  my  office,  lazily  tossed  my  bags  and files on the desk picked up my messages and asked my assistant to bring me coffee, I went through my messages, upon doing so, I saw where John called the office, and left  a  detailed  message  and  e-mail,  he  had  made  reservations  for  us  to  spend  the week-end in Napa Valley, California, to begin on Thursday, (this could not happen I had  a  meeting  schedule  Friday  Morning,  anytime  afternoon  on  Friday  would  be great). No if, buts, or no’s, I had a fit, and remembered I dated him and now he is returning  the  favors  of  etiquette.  I  called  John  immediately  and  told  him  I  would love to fly to Napa with him, but not until Friday Afternoon, he said ” great I will change the flight for noon (3 p.m.) and pick you up at home” we both laughed, as I hanged up from John.

I  looked  up  and  saw  James  walking  into  the  office  at  5  p.m.  that  afternoon, surprisingly,  he  apologize  for  stopping  by  unannounced  or  having  made  an appointment, after all he said “we are more than just business partners,” softly curt and business like, he said “I would like for us to go to dinner I made reservations, I have  a  new  project,”  he  wanted  me  to  work  on  with  his  assistant,  (his  excuse  for spending the evening with me ) I cannot refuse James offers, his company pays, high commissions, I try to please him, he is always satisfied with my decisions as I make him happy whenever, I close his deals. As I am also aware, he is terribly attracted to me,  I  don’t  feel  a  thing  for  him  but  lust  at  his  appearance  and  suave  attitude  of  a Greek God, and as

I am in confusion as to why, I did not fall in love him more than I did with John.

I  am  flowing  with  the  moment  with  James,  I  met  him  for  the  first  time  at  a

conference on a field auction, a partners of the company introduce us, since then every deal of his was close by me and my assistant.

Dinner went well with James, this was my first informal semi-business meeting with him, unlike other dates with him, we discussed very little business and spoke lightly  of  music,  current  affairs  and  events  in  the  Real  Estate  Hotel entrepreneurship  business,  thinking  of  being  a  partner  with  a  billionaire,  is  being married to him, it was a giant step, James was implying more than business, I was not ready for this commitment and loyalty, as I know he inherited his wealth, was born into wealth and became the man he is today from dedication and hard work also, the proposal was informal and pertinent, we have only been speaking socially via  the  internet  and  closing  deals  we  spent  a  lot  of  time  together,  but  I  was  not expecting this offer, as I am older, not that age matters, I am not in love with him as I expect to fall in love with the man I marry.

As he gazed into my eyes I saw for the first time that he had fallen in love, his deep sea blue eyes ignited something deep within, it was explainable as this was the very first time, I felt this way with him, the conversation ended and I was not aware that my gazed became a stare so intense it we both shuddered and looked away. We finish  off  dinner  with  brandy,  when  he  spoke,  in  loose  sentences,  he  asked  if  I thought  about  his  proposal,  I  told  him,  this  is  not  a  good  time  James,  there  is  so much I must close from my files and the Company would not know as my deals are individually initiated and required tact and precision. I mentioned I would not be around  for  the  week-end,  and  if  there  was  anything  needed  to  be  added  to  the agreements  and  other  paper  work  he  was  to  notify  my  assistant.  I  kept  dinner business like, but friendly, as I was not sure what I was feeling with James and the confusion was intimidating.

I drove home alone, that evening, I had a full day, having spent the night before with  John  and  the  day  with  James  I  wondered  if  they  had  a  wager,  they  both attended  a  few  conventions  I  was  present  at  and  the  conference  in  Houston  was

where the three of us had lunch. The thought went through my head as quickly as it came, the ride home up rejuvenating, as I drove up to the door of my drive-way my butler, who lived on the property came out to greet me, I had shopped at the mall and  grocery  store  after  dinner.  As  we  both  emptied  the  car  of  my  loot,  he mentioned Mr. Vanderbilt came by unannounced, he left a bottle of wine and some flowers, said Bill, and I laughed as both men are on the same thought waves as they both initiated the same actions in different place, one at my home and the other at the  office.  Bill  said,  “He  told  me  not  to  notify  you  Janet,  so  I  complied.”  Janet thanked Bill, and assist with the packing of the goods she brought home.

We packed the stuff away out of the kitchen and I fled up stairs, to my surprise with some new outfits and toiletries I bought for the week-end with John, I looked up  and  saw  my  daughter  sitting  in  the  loft  above  the  stair,(a  space  we  used  for relaxing  when  my  ex-  husband  lived  in  the  home)  with  her  friend  from  France, Francois,  they  turned  and  said  hello  alternatively,  “hello  Mom”,  “hello  Mrs.

Alexander, he was visiting, it was the end of the summer and

Sheldon, Shaun and Shaneika went to get Visas for visiting Francois parents in September; this is the news they both had.

I  sat  with  them  spoke  of  their  trip  and  my  week-end  plans  with  John  for  the following day, we laughed and left them going through magazines Shaneika looking at different places she wanted to visit, while in France.

I had a late night brandy, showered, washed my hair and jumped in bed, just as I was  about  to  cuddle  up  with  my  pillow  and  Brit  (my  terrier)  the  phone  rang  at exactly, 10:45 p.m. it was John, hello “Cherie” my nick-name for which he called me whenever he was in the mood for his passionate and innate love making, which has not  happened  in  the  physical  sense…but  were  we  steaming…hi  John,  he  said  ”  I can’t wait for tomorrow afternoon, I hope you are ready,” “yes John I am, trying to keep  the  excitement  out  of  my  voice”,  we  both  moaned  on  the  phone  with

exasperation  and  remained  silent  for  a  while.  John  said  “goodnight,  I  see  you tomorrow” call me after the meeting.” I told him goodnight and hanged up.

Eleven

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Chapter 11

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About the Author

The  Author,  I  am  Janet  Audrey  Wilson,  an  independent  writer/author.  I  am  a mother of three children; I pen short stories, of fiction and non-fiction and poems.

My books are for both children and adults, my books, bring about human feelings of  love,  self-esteem,  caring,  independence  and  awareness  of  self,  they  are  fun, educational and entertaining.

Janet A. Wilson; I love…

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