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At Last (Part Thirteen)
Hi! Here to dedicate this to mjsite peeps all over the world and MJ, and a special dedication to the Japanese people who have experienced a massive, devastating tsunami, which is a HUGE 8.9 on the Richter Scale. I pray for those who have suffered in that disaster. May God bless you all. Now...let's get it on!!!!!!!!!!!! ---------------------------------------------------------------- *Back in 1991* I sat in the tub, thinking about that horrifying memory. I wondered if Michael still thought about it or if he completely moved on; I know I didn't move on, and I kept thinking about it. All of a sudden. I felt Michael kiss me on my lips. I started to think about kids. I didn't want to get pregnant any time soon, but I did want to make Michael happy. Michael: (whispering sensually in my ear) You know, honey...I want another child. Me: (turns to him) How many do you want? Michael: (smiles) How about nine? NINE?!?! Me: *in my head* What the hell? *out loud* Um...I think I should get out now. Michael: (grabs my hand) No, please. Don't go. After your miscarriage with our baby girl last year, we should move on. We just can't go on with the same memories. We have to get on with life. Me: (getting upset) Oh, so I guess that my miscarrige doesn't mean anything to you. Michael: No! I didn't say that. Your miscarriage means a lot to me. It was the worst day of my life. But, we can't just let that stick in our heads every day. We have to move on with our lives, you know? Me: I guess. Michael: Good. Now, let's get out of here. We got out of the tub and we started to lotion each other's naked bodies, a very intimate thing we would do. Michael would always kiss me wherever he was lotioning me down, and I would love it. Michael: I'm so glad we're together. Me: I know. (grabs his chin) Baby, I love you. Michael: I love you too. (kisses me passionately) ---------------------------------------------------------------- *Two Months Later* It was then November and Michael just released his new album, "Dangerous," and just like when "Bad" came out, I was one of the first people in the U.S. to buy it. Even though I was dating him at the time and even though I had a son with him, I was still his biggest fan, but I wasn't in love with him, because he was MJ, I was in love with him because he was a caring, loving, sweet, generous human being. On November 26, the day the album was released, we were in his home office, listening to it, and I was so amazed. Me: ( Listening in amazement) Michael! This...is...INCREDIBLE! Oh my Goodness! This is amazing... Michael: Thank you. (half-smiling) Me: Why are you down? Michael: (silence) Me: Baby, this is fantastic! You blow me away every time, but...WOW! Michael, I wish I was half as talented as you. I could tell you shaped this album to perfection, and you have worked so hard. I love every song on this album. Michael: Felicity, i'm very honored that you like it-- Me: (interrupting) Then show it. Michael: But...I don't think it's finished yet. Me: It's released now, so you can't do anything about it. Michael: I know. (puts head down) Me: Aw, Mike... He was so sensitive about his work, and when something wasn't exactly the way he wanted, he would fix and pick at it until it's just right. And when a "flaw" shows on the final thing, he gets upset. Tears fell out of his eyes, and he was trying so hard not to cry, but he wasn't doing a good job at it. I heard him silently sob. I comforted him the best that I could. Me: Honey, come here. Michael: (puts his head on my lap, sobbing) I stroked his hair constantly as his head was laying on my lap. I felt kinda sorry for him, because he wanted so badly to have this album perfect, even though I thought it was very good...but to Michael, it had to be right on point. Once his head went up, my face went close to his and I kissed him briefly. That brief kiss turned into passionate, sexy kisses, full of passion, desire, and a lustrous yearning for his body. Me: (kissing his neck) Mmm... (gets off of him) Let's go upstairs. Michael: Come on. (picks me up bridal style) He carried me to our bedroom and we made sweet, wild love until the break of dawn, as my moans were present all through the night. After six hours of the passionate heat between us during this desirous encounter, at 4:30 am, I collapsed on his bare chest, just glistened with sweat. Ooh! The love we made...was incredible! His jet black curls were dripping sweat and our hair was all over the place, sweat was rolling down from his upper neck to his bellybutton and sweat was covering my body from my neck, to my breasts, to my stomach, we were breathing heavily and we were completely naked, just panting under the sheets, but it was hot, so we removed the sheets and the covers and slept, exposing our naked, sweaty bodies. We fell right asleep, cuddling with each other, just knowing that we were madly in love with each other and nothing would ever break us apart. TBC... What did you think? Vote...
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