A Kiss At Tiven's Bar and Grill

It was 10:30....Friday night and Mary had just finished her paperwork. She walked down the hall of the old Millen's Building where she worked. The Law Firm she was working for, occupied the entire fifth floor.

Her high heels were clicking and echoing all the way up to lawyer John Stribbyns office. Mary positioned her papers in her left arm....opened the door and click clacked her heels so confidently across the marble floor...then silently stepped on to the white wool rug in front of her boss's desk.

John was looking down as if he were busy. His elbows spread slightly on piles of papers. Mary cleared her throat and softly said,"Mr. Stribbyns...I finished the research on the Johnson vs Cloulin case.

Her boss never looked up. She took two steps towards him and said a little louder,"Mr. Stribbyns....I finished."

While still looking down...he interrupted her....saying in a hoarse voice,"Take your clothes off." Mary leaned forward a little...looking confused and said,"I'm sorry sir...what did you say?"

John raised his head up...looked her in the eyes and repeated louder,"Take your clothes off!"

Mary instantly stiffened her body and sternly said,"That offends me sir....do not say things like that...ever!" Then...she noticed how red his eyes were and his face was wet from tears. She nervously asked,"Are you OK?"

John dropped his right hand to his lap. He quickly raised a pistol up and pressed the gun to his temple....He moaned in anger,"Please...just take your fucking clothes off!"

Mary, with fear and confusion on her face....took a step back and said,"Don't do this sir...I don't know what is wrong but please dont do this."

John gave her an intense stare and said again,"Take your clothes off....I want beauty to be the last thing I see."

Mary was astonished at what he said because he never gave her a second look....even when she dressed like the Devil's daughter at the office Halloween party. Mary was in a situation of flooding emotions from a river of fear.

Mary begged him,"Please don't do this sir...please."

John pressed the gun harder to his head and gritted his teeth while shouting,"Quit calling me, sir and just take your fucking clothes off so I can finish this!"

Mary dropped her armload of papers in a black leather chair and was shaking as she unbuttoned her silk red blouse. She got to the third button down and asked,"Why are you doing this....why do you want to end your life?"

John eased the pressure of the pistol and said with a shaking voice,"Because I just freed a murdering rapist...one of many pieces of garbage that disease this planet...I have made free."

He went on,"I just found out that my wife of 25 years has been sucking the dick of one of my old college pals for the past ten years....she wants a divorce and custody of our two teenage kids....which are putrid, selfish little pigs who have hated me ever since I made them work in the yard one summer."

Mary had completely unbuttoned her blouse but kept it closed with her fingers. She let him talk as she nervously stood....listneing.

John looked her in the eyes and said,"I've always admired you, Mary...you work hard...you are, for the most part, modest and I've never heard you complain." He added,"I saw the sun shining through the window on your face one day...it was the most beautiful sight I've ever known....you smiled and it filled my soul that seemed so empty then."

Two tears rolled together down his cheek as he softly said,"Please Mary....I need to see your beauty before I end my miserable existence...please...I beg you."

Mary felt his words surround her like a storm as tears formed in her eyes. She had heard poetry and wonderful things said to her by men before but nothing came close to what John had just said.

She looked down and slowly removed her blouse. She draped it over the back of the black leather chair. She unbuttoned the side of her gray wool skirt and let it fall to her ankles. She stepped out of the skirt and laid it on the chair.

She put her hands behind her back to undo her black lace bra and John said,"God...I'm sorry Mary...you don't
have to do this...I am so sorry."

Mary looked at him and continued. She popped the hooks loose and pulled the straps from her shoulders. She gently eased the bra away from her breast and laid it over her skirt.

John looked at her. Her beautiful face...her soft blond hair curled towards her neck. Her breasts were like breasts he had seen on paintings of Venus. They began the perfect curves to her hips.

Mary bent a little and pulled down her black silk panties to the top of her knees and let them fall. She straightend back up...revealing her blond garden of pleasures. Mary turned slowly so that John could see all of her.

As she turned around to face him again...John stood up and lowered the pistol. He sobbed...saying,"You can leave now Mary...again...I am so sorry....I have to finish this and I don't want you to see."

Mary stepped towards him...saying,"Come to me John...come to me."

John reluctantly got up, stepped around his desk and stood still in front of Mary. Mary put her hands on his chest and gently kissed his lips. She untied his tie and pulled it from his collar. She began unbuttoning his white shirt as his tears fell on her hands.

She untucked his shirt and pulled his shirt and jacket over his shoulders....letting them and the pistol fall behind him. She slowly unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his trousers. She pulled the zipper down and could feel on the back of her hand...blood was beginning to fill his member.

Mary went to her knees...pulling his pants down. She helped him out of his shoes and socks. They were both silent as Mary ran her fingers, softly up and down his lower body.

She took his half stiff member in her hands and began to gently kiss the stem. She put her left hand on his behind and grasped his rising member in her right hand. She gently put her lips over the head and began flicking the end with her tongue. John became completely erect and started to run his fingers through her soft blond hair.

Mary took his entire lenghth in her mouth and throat three times. She then released her lips from him and began kissing upwards while holding on to his large erection.

They kissed with the passion of lovers in a feast of fire. John picked Mary up in his arms and laid her gently down on the white wool rug. He kissed down her neck...to her breasts. Her nipples were erect as he circled his tongue around each. He squeezed her breast together...took both nippes in his mouth and sucked hard as Mary moaned with pleasure.

He kissed down her stomach and spread her legs apart. He began licking the lips...one then the other. He took her ankles in his hands and pulled the bottoms of he feet together. With her legs spread as wide as possible....John licked her pink crevice with long, slow, hard motions.

Mary clutched his brown hair in her fingers and moaned for him to put himself in her. John kissed his way upwards. Mary took his member in her hands and positioned it for entry. She felt him fill her with his rock hard member to a depth that made her glad he wasn't longer.

John began humping slowly and Mary would rise each time he pushed towards her. Their passionate kissing turned into biting as they writhed against each other. John grabbed her shoulders and started humping faster and faster! Mary squealed and locked her legs around his back. She screamed out in an explosion of pleasure when the butterflies released and the gushing of juices poured from her.

John cried out like a lion and stiffened as he came! Mary could feel his warm squirts as her body trembled and quaked with a pleasure she'd never felt before. She felt every pump as if the nerves inside her had all awakened.

John collapsed beside her. Mary turned to him and smiled as she ran her fingers softly over his face. John said,"Mary...you are so beautiful...what we did was beautiful..I think I want to live now."

Mary took him in her arms as they both quietly cried...but is was a differnt kind of crying...like a soft rain.

They made love again and again...on the desk....in the chairs...against the wall...the cool marble floor and even ran down the hall to make love in the elevator.

It was 5:00 in the morning when they finally got dressed. John picked up the pistol from the floor and laid it on his desk. He and Mary kissed and hugged all the way to the main exit doors of the building.

John told her that he was going to sort things out over the weekend and wanted to meet her for breakfast at Tiven's Bar and Grill on Monday morning.

Mary walked out in the parking lot...turned to see tall, dark and handsome John...smiling like a teenager in puppy love.

Mary went to bed that morning in her apartment...feeling like a flower who had just bursted from the ground. She woke up at 1:00 in the afternoon....made her a sanwich and glass of iced tea. She decided to just take a drive in the countryside.

Mary spent the remainder of the weekend at a bed and breakfast inn. She took a long walk on Sunday morning and dreamed of living the rest of her life with John. Monday morning just couldn't come quick enough.

Mary was at Tiven's Bar and Grill a half an hour early. She ordered coffee and reached for a local paper that was laying in the green bench seat beside her. She took a sip of her hot coffee and then felt little tingles on her lips. It reminded her of kissing John. She shuffled through the paper that had already been read a few times and found the front page.

She felt her soul sink as she read the headlines,"Lawyer John Stribbyns Found Dead In Office, Apparent Suicide." Tears came quicky as Mary whispered to herself,"No...No...impossible."
She wiped her tears...took the paper...got up quick and rushed out the door. She got in her car and broke down crying.

She finally calmed down after crying her heart out. She placed the paper on the steering wheel and began to read. The paper said that John was killed by a self inflicted gun shot wound. They estimated the time of death to be 7:30 on Friday night.

Mary spoke to herself outloud,"That's impossible...we were together until 5:00...Saturday morning." She read further down and took an astonished deep breath when she read what John had written on piece of paper that the police had taken from his hand.

It read....."beautiful."