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Show Me What Love Feels Like Ch. 25
Enjoy! ---------------------------------------------------------------- *Recall: Michael sends Misty an email, telling her about his two children, and how he still loves her. All that night, I had thought about Michael's email. The email brought me a lot of joy, yet a lot of concerns. Since he had children, I wondered if he had a new wife, or if he and Lisa remarried and had two more children, or if he was a single father. I wanted to find out for myself. So the next weekend, I had driven to Santa Barbara to see if the ranch had changed at all ever since I had left four years earlier and to meet Michael's children. When I had rung the doorbell, the person who answered the door wasn't Michael. It was actually two beautiful little children who answered it instead. "Hi," they sweetly said in unison as they waved at me. "Hi, cutie pies," I waved back with a wide smile. "Where is your daddy?" "Daddy's getting us some juice," Prince said. "Oh, ok, I guess I'll wait for him." "You're pretty," the little girl said. "Aww, thank you, sweetie, you're pretty too." "Prince? Paris? Where are you?" I heard Michael's voice call out. "We're right here, Daddy!" Paris said. "Oh, hi, Misty," Michael said as he approached us, "Paris, Prince, you should've told me that someone rung the doorbell." He lifted Paris and held her in his arms as he took Prince's hand. "I guess you've met my children already," Michael giggled. "Yes, I have, and they are lovely," I said as I pinched Paris's cheek. She smiled at me. "She's pretty, Daddy," Paris pointed at me. "Yes, honey, I know she is," Michael agreed as he looked at me with such affection. "Children, this is my very good friend. Call her Auntie Misty." "Hi, Auntie Misty," the children greeted me in the kindest manner. Those children were so respectful and so intelligent for their age. Michael really raised them well. "Hi, sweetie pies. I got you guys presents!" I exclaimed as I reached in my bag. As a suprise, I had made a little trip to the toy store for the children. "A Batman doll!" Prince exclaimed with joy as he had the doll in his hands. "Prince, what do you say?" Michael told him. "Thank you, Auntie Misty!" "You're welcome, cutie. And look what I got for you." I could see Paris' big blue eyes blossom in excitement as I pulled something out of my bag. "A Barbie!! Thank you!!" she yelled as she grabbed the Barbie doll box into her hands. "Aw, Misty, you didn't have to give them presents," Michael said. "I know, but I wanted to," I answered with a smile. Michael had smiled at me back and stared at me with eyes that displayed love. "Misty, would you like to stay for dinner?" "Ok," I said, giggling. I had dinner with Michael and his children, and afterwards, the children had went with Michael's nanny, named Grace, as Michael and I had walked into his library, catching up on old times. "So, it's obvious that you're a single dad," I said as we sat on his large sofa that sat in his library. The library was mostly dimmed, but it was partially lighted with sweet cinammon candles. It was a peaceful mood. "I know it must be hard." "Yeah, it can be at times, but you know, I'm happy to be a father. I finally got what I had always wanted." "If you mind me asking...um who are these children's mother?" "Um, I knew her for a long time. Her name is Debbie, and she was my dermatologist's nurse. She knew that I really wanted children, and she wanted to do me a favor, so she had my two children." "So she's a surrogate mother?" "Yes. I really thank her for everything she had done. I actually married her after you had left me, but we had divorced last year." That was a complete shocker to me. Michael had moved on that fast. "But even though I married right after you left me..I never forgot about you." I slowly turned my head towards him. His eyes looked serious. His body language told me that he wanted me right then and there. I wanted him too but I had to remember that I had a boyfriend already and I couldn't hurt him any more. Michael started to run his hand slowly up my thigh and was close to entering my skirt. He leaned his face into my ear and started whispering. "How do you feel about the last part of my email?" he asked with his voice being sexier than ever. "I-I can't answer that," I responded, trying to avoid his temp- tation. "Yes, you can." Michael put his lips on my earlobe and started to nibble on it. He was trying to seduce me, and it was beginning to work. "Do you still love me?" Michael asked. "Of course I do, Michael. You were my very first love." "Prove it to me. Let me make love to you tonight." "No," I said, quickly getting off the couch. "Why not?" "Didn't you remember? I have a boyfriend." I said crossing my arms. "But I'm in love with you. And I miss touching you. I miss holding you into my arms. I miss it when you kiss me. I miss everything about us." Michael explained as he stood up beside me. "Well, you blew it four years ago." "Sweetheart, I made a mistake." "Well, that mistake ruined our relationship. I'm out of here." I stormed out of the library and tried to make my way out of the mansion, but Michael had stopped me just in time. I was about to open the door when Michael grabbed me by my waist. "Please don't leave me," he begged. "Girl, I love you." He began to kiss me on the back of my neck, while I failed to avoid such pleasure. "Michael, stop it," I said weakly, falling into pleasure, as he refused to stop. He just continued to woo me. And it worked. "Mike, please...oh, M-Mike, st-stop, ohh, mmm, uhh, st-st... ohh," I moaned as he began to please and tease me. ............... TBC.........
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