A/N: A/N's will now be at the end of the story but the wise quote will remain at the top.

"You may admire a girl's curves on the first introduction, but the second meeting shows up new angles." -Unknown.

Chapter 1- The Meeting

Uzumaki Naruto, jinchuuriki of the Kyuubi no Kitsune, is standing on the same bridge that Team Seven has used as their meeting place for the past month since the activation of their cell. Naruto is the shortest of the people standing there, standing only at 4'9" with blonde hair and bright blue eyes filled with mirth, happiness, and a hint of mischievousness. He is wearing a orange and blue jacket which is rolled up at the sleeves. His black undershirt peeks out at the top of the zipper of his orange jacket. On his back is a red swirl emblazoned between his two shoulder blades. His legs are covered in orange pants which are rolled up, a length of tape strapped to his right thigh, above that is a kunai pouch for easy access to his throwing weapons of choice. His feet are covered in blue open-toed shoes common among ninjas. His hitai-ate, the proof that he is a ninja, flashes in the sunlight as it stands proudly on his forehead, holding back his spiky blonde locks.

Next to him stands his teacher and mentor since he graduated from the academy, Hatake Kakashi. He is the tallest and stands at an impressive 5'11". He is wearing the usual Konoha Shinobi attire, His Hitai-ate is wrapped around his forehead but slanted so the cloth covers his left eye. The lower half of his face is covered by a blue facemask, his silver hair and single black eye are the only distinguishable features available with his face so heavily covered. His chest is covered by his green jounin vest which has many pockets for placing various things. His blue undershirt is shown as his shoulders, and arms are covered in the blue fabric from his shirt. The only break of the blue is the same red swirl presented proudly on his left shoulder. His hands are covered in fingerless black gloves with metal handguards from his ANBU days. His pants are a dark blue which are rolled up allowing for his shins to be wrapped in tape and his feet to be covered with the common blue open-toed shoes. His leg is wrapped similarly to Naruto's with tape and his kunai pouch on his right leg.

Across from them the remaining two members of Team Seven stood, First was Haruno Sakura, she is the second shortest standing on the bridge and she stands at a rather normal height of 4'10". Her bright, bubblegum pink hair draws the stares of any passersby, her green eyes almost in the shape of a star as she looks at her crush. She is wearing a red qipao dress with circular designs, which reaches down to her knees. Underneath the skirt, she wears tight, form-fitting dark green shorts. Her legs are bare which lead to her feet covered in the same open-toed shoes that Naruto and Kakashi wear. Her Hitai-ate is used as a bandana to keep her long pink hair from fraying too much.

The final member is Sasuke Uchiha, he is the tallest of the genin there, standing at a 4'10", only slightly taller than Sakura herself. He wears his Hitai-ate around his forehead much like Naruto, his black hair combined with his pitch black eyes making for a very dark look. He wears a blue shirt with the Uchiha Clan crest, a red and white fan, on the back of his shirt. His forearms are covered in blue and white bracers. His shorts are white with blue tape around his right leg and his kunai pouch on top of that. His shins are covered in warmers just as his forearms are. His feet are covered with the same open-toed shoes that the rest of his team wears.

Naruto smiled as he watched Kakashi poof away after their teamwork excerises. He turned to Sakura, still with that goofy grin on his face, "Sasuke-kun, would you like to go on a date with me?" Sakura asked Sasuke who was standing a few feet away.

Sasuke turned around and said, "No." before walking off. Naruto's eyes narrowed at Sasuke's back for turning down the 'beautiful Sakura-chan's' invitation for a date before he turned to Sakura, and his grin returned full force.

"Ne, Ne Sakura-chan would you-" Naruto began only to find himself looking up from his back at the sky.

"Shut up Naruto-baka." she said as she huffed and retracted her fist, which had planted itself onto his head causing his fall to the ground. "I will never go on a date with you, get it through your thick skull!" she shouted before turning around and walking away.

Naruto picked himself up out of the crater his body had made when being punched and dusted himself off. He looked back to the sky with a longing expression. "Is she really never going to accept me?" he thought in a depression before his normal exuberance shone forth, "No Way, I will beat Sasuke-teme's ass then she will have to acknowledge me and go on a date!" he thought as he raised a fist to the air in a pump of victory.

Naruto sighed and let his arm fall, an air of depression around him as he looked at the ground, something not seen for Naruto since his discovery almost a month ago when he found out about the demonic fox in his belly. "How can I beat Sasuke-teme when all Kakashi-sensei teaches us is teamwork exercises!" he thought still standing on Team 7's bridge meeting place. "I don't want to pester him as he said that he would teach us when he felt we were ready, but it has been almost a month and we haven't learned a thing!" he lamented. Naruto had asked Kakashi for help early on, but he had informed Naruto that their teamwork needed the most work and that he would not teach any of his genin something else until he felt their teamwork was up to his satisfaction. As such, Naruto had dropped asking his sensei for help since it was obvious the man was adamant about this requirement.

Suddenly, Naruto looked up, "Well, guess I will just have to try and train by myself, just like always." he thought with some slight bitterness at the end. He was a happy-go-lucky guy. He could even ignore many of the bad things in his life. But he was completely tired of being alone. He had been alone since his first memory, it was of him walking along the street from the Hokage tower back to the Orphanage and he was being glared at as he walked by. Alone, again. That was all of his memories. Even his times as a team made him feel alone, though less so as his teammates did actually interact with him. He knew they only interacted with him because they had to though. He shook off those bad times and began to walk into the forest heading to a clearing he had used since the formation of his team.

Not a single person saw the shake of a head with spiky silver hair and a single eye shining in the darkness as Naruto's teammates left him and then Naruto left himself. Kakashi shunshined away, disappointed at his team's teamwork.

Naruto walked onto Training ground 7. He looked over at the memorial stone and wondered, not for the first time, who his parents were. He hoped they had been awesome shinobi that took down corrupt governments and rescued princes and princesses alike. He imagined his father, tall, handsome, with one wicked set of kunai standing in a ferocious pose as he looked out along the battlefield ready to risk life and limb to defeat his enemies. His mother stood beside him, her mouth spread into a fox-like grin much like his own, she had a dangerous looking katana that seemed ready to drink the blood of her foes as she stared down her enemies. He let a smile cross his face as he thought this, though it was bittersweet as he knew that he had no idea who his parents were.

He shook the bright image out of his head before extending his senses a bit as he didn't want anyone to find his new practice clearing. His previous clearing had been disturbed after his last training session there after he had graduated. As such, he searched for and found a new training clearing for his awesome new techniques that he would create and learn as a ninja. So, once he found it, he tried as best he could to keep others from finding it this time. Once he knew that no one was watching him, Naruto used the stealth techniques he had learned while running from the ANBU after his pranks to sneak away into the forest and headed off to his clearing.

Naruto crept along the underbrush keeping quiet and making nary a sound as he continued on his way. His orange clothing was not the best for his stealth but he loved the color orange and no one would ever talk him out of wearing it! He smiled as he finally walked into his training clearing. He looked around and nodded his head as he was satisfied he hadn't been followed. He walked into the middle of the clearing and put his fingers together in a cross-like shape, with a soft cry of "Kage-Bunshin No Jutsu" 3 other Naruto's popped into existence next to him. Two went and sat down on opposite ends of the clearing as one clone faced off against Naruto. Each took the beginning stances of the academy style and began to lunge at each other.

Instead of hitting his clone, when Naruto would make contact, Naruto would lightly tap his clone easily stopping almost all of the force from his attacks. He had learned early on that his clones did not last for strong hits so he had adapted his hits so he could pull his power away from them at any point he wanted. The first clone continued fighting him for close to 30 minutes before it was dispelled. When it did, his other clones did not give him a chance to rest as one of them jumped in and continued the furious fight he had begun with the other clone. Continuing in this manner until he had beaten his three clones and fought for an hour and a half straight, Naruto collapsed on his back breathing slightly labored as he lay there.

"Kuso!" he screamed. A few birds leapt from the trees as they heard his scream but many just flicked their feathers and looked down at him as if they were trying to understand why he was making such a noise. Naruto took a deep breath and let it back out while relaxing his muscles, "This is pathetic! I can't train anything other than my own Taijutsu and it doesn't even get any better because I can not improve on it at all!" he yelled in his head. "I wish the librarians would let me into the library so I could look for stuff." he thought sadly with a downcast look.

Naruto sighed and picked himself up, deciding he didn't have any other workouts he could do, he began to walk through the underbrush heading towards a little waterfall he knew was near that he could wash the grime of his training away. The amazing thing about this waterfall was it was slightly heated, he had followed the river back to the natural hotsprings that gushed from the mountains around Konoha. So, it was better for him to take a bath out here than to take a freezing cold shower in his own apartment. The water heater never seemed to be working and Naruto could never understand why.

The best part of it though, was no one but himself knew about it. He had never seen anyone ever come to the waterfall and he had once camped out there for 2 weeks during summer vacation. It was fun and he quite enjoyed the experience. Of course, he returned to the village every few days for some supplies but he basically lived out in the forest, he hadn't known about his new training clearing, having never searched for it. So, he quietly crept to his heated waterfall so no one could follow him.

He made it close to the edge of the brush and was pushing the last bush out of his way as he stepped forward when a woman shunshined in front of him on the banks of the small pond the waterfall emptied into. Naruto froze for a second before slowly putting his foot back down and crouching down with the bush hiding his presence as he watched the woman. Normally, he would immediately jump ahead and ask who the hell she was but something stopped him from even revealing his presence to her, a sixth sense he had honed over the years running from the occasional mob that would happen around his birthday compounded with the constant glares his village gave him. This sense told him not to move nor to make a sound or horrible pain would befall him. He had always listened to the voice as it protected him from the mobs until he could defend himself. When he could defend himself, the mobs stopped. So he listened and crouched down spying on the woman he now inspected scrutinously.

She was very beautiful. Even only seeing her from behind, Naruto could tell this woman just exuded a confidence and grace not found in many women, at least not in comparison to the women Naruto met. Her black hair fell from her head in an almost messy fashion but, for all its messiness, it seemed orderly, almost as if she willed it to follow her demands. He followed the hair down to her mid-back, underneath it he could see the wrappings of white bandages with a pattern of something that looked like rose thorns, but he couldn't see any blood stains. He concluded that the woman was using those wrappings as clothing, his assumption was proven correct as he followed her hair to the edges of it and saw that the bandages wrapped around her whole body.

Below her hair, he could see the bandages but he followed that lower to her posterior. Now, Naruto was not perverted, like many people assumed because of his Sexy jutsu, he was simply looking for a way to beat people when he made that jutsu. As such, he was surprised when a bit of blood leaked from his nose when he saw how shapely her backside appeared and the way it jiggled slightly when she moved. (Seriously, I don't know why some sites say he is perverted, he obviously knows nothing about sex and sees no problem using his sexy no jutsu on who he claims to be perverts! Not just to use on a whim.)

His eyes continued their downward journey to see some of the most toned legs he had ever laid witness to. He could see that this woman's legs were shaped with muscles, nothing too drastic but enough to prove that she worked out enough to keep her body fit. Even through the bandages on her thighs, he could see her muscles ripple as she shifted from foot to foot. Her calves were sculpted just as perfectly as her thighs. Her feet covered in sandals just like his own.

His eyes snapped up from her feet when he saw her shift her upper body to look around. He couldn't manage to see anything about her chest or face because of his angle, so he had no idea who this was. He did notice though, that her right arm was covered in a red sleeve as her hands and forearms were wrapped in tape. He was about to leave, intent on coming back later, when he saw her relax. Curious, he stomped on the urge to leave and continued spying on the woman. He wiped his nose to remove the one blood droplet he had and flicked it onto the ground next to him as he watched the woman completely relax.

Naruto's eyes widened as he saw the woman reach up and untie something from under her curtain of hair. They widened further when he saw she had untied a Hitai-ate from her head. "She's a ninja! Shit! Now I can't move. Wonder who she is." he thought to himself as his body froze up upon the discovery of her profession. He knew she wasn't a genin. That left her being a Chuunin or Jounin and he couldn't help but shake the feeling this woman was a jounin of the highest caliber. For some reason, when he thought of jounins, her dress seemed familar. He shook that thought as he saw her reach up and begin to unwind the bindings that were her dress.

He watched transfixed, as inch by tantalizing inch, her skin became exposed to the outside world and to him. His eyes darted around quickly as she laid the clothing on a nearby rock. His eyes then locked onto her posterior as he saw she had bandages covering her 'downstairs' as Naruto would call it along with her chest. He noticed she also had a mesh shirt on that was connected to her right sleeve. She reached down and pulled her mesh shirt off along with her sleeve leaving her back completely bare besides her bindings, and Naruto saw her muscles ripple as she did so. It was very obvious she trained extensively to keep her torso well muscled but not overly so.

Naruto's heart beat increased and his lower head started to swell slightly. Naruto was confused at this reaction. He had never experienced this before. He looked down, tearing his eyes away from the woman in front of him for a moment to see his member poking at the fabric of his boxers and creating a slight bulge down there. He shook his head and turned his attention back to the woman, deciding he could figure that out later.

When he managed to look back at the woman, he saw her slowly unwrapping her chest bindings. His heartbeat seemed like a drum in the silence of the forest but he could only see her arms as she slowly unwrapped herself. She draped the bindings ontop of her dress and reached down. Naruto, guessing what was going to happen, yelled at himself to move but his body stood, transfixed as he watched this woman start to reveal her creamy skin to the world. He watched as, wrap after wrap, uncoiled itself from her skin. When she had finished, Naruto was presented with a scene many men would die for, a shapely posterior completely bare and staring right at him as she bent over to pick up he Hitai-ate. His brain was almost fried as his better than normal eyesight seemed to hone in on something he had only seen in pictures on the adult magazine rack.

He saw a small slit, pink in color. It had no hair around it, just her perfect creamy skin. Her luscious thighs framing it perfectly as he felt his nose begin to almost gush blood. The thing to finally put him into blessed unconsciousness was the fact he saw her breasts from between her legs hanging from her chest he noticed how she had these little things on the tip of her breasts that stuck out. He felt his member throb painfully as he took this sight in before he felt his eyes roll into the back of his head.

Somehow, his body remained locked in a crouching position as Naruto fell unconscious. It was only a few minutes but Naruto recovered from his sensory overload and returned to the land of the living to witness that same woman underneath his waterfall, completely naked! He stayed in his position, completely immobile as his member throbbed painfully with her back turned to him. He looked down and frowned at his body. What the hell was this? He didn't even know why he had fallen unconscious or why his nose was bleeding, he only saw that happen when the old man read that stupid perverted orange book! His eyes widened as he took that in. "I am NOT a pervert!" he yelled to himself as he fell onto his butt from pumping his hand into the air.

Unfortunately, this was right when the woman turned around and heard his movement. Naruto caught a glimpse of pink circles on the woman's chest just like his own and a trimmed black bush of hair down by her pink slit before the woman covered herself and was suddenly right by her clothes as she spoke in a ice cold tone. "Come out." she said. Naruto's body moved on its own again as he suddenly leaped out of the bushes and stood in front of the woman, startling her.

Naruto stared at her slightly before he felt some KI coming from her and his eyes snapped to her own. He noticed how her hands were covering her chest and downstairs before he saw her face. His eyes started at her jawline. He noticed she had a rather dainty looking jawline but he was sure that this woman used her looks to her advantage, some part of him idly noted that those looks were obviously weapons. So he ignored her daintyness and looked closer, his eyes picking out the strong muscles underneath her skin, even for her face she was trained, her cheeks were dusted a light red with something on her skin, her lips were a full luscious red covered in red lipstick. His eyes traveled further up and finally locked with her own. His own eyes widened as he saw ruby red eyes glaring back at him, her eyes had two rings of black within them, one so small it almost seemed like a pupil but Naruto's eyes picked out the speck of red in between them.

The two stayed in that position for almost a full minute, Naruto just staring into her ruby red eyes and her glaring back at him before she spoke, "What do you have to say for yourself?" she asked. Naruto's ears almost flew off of his head. That voice was heavenly, almost as if listening to an angel. The musical notes seemed to draw him in and confuse him as she glared at him. He almost stuttered a response but his sixth sense kicked in and, in one of his once in a prank genius moments, he responded.

"I have nothing to say, for the beauty which lies before my eyes is beyond comprehension and, as such, would be an insult to try and put in words." Naruto said, the words spilling from his mouth as if he had always been capable of speaking to women like that. Truthfully, in his own head, he was wondering where the hell those words came from.

Her response would have stunned anyone who knew her. She blushed. Her cheeks went red and her hands almost moved away from her body as she took in his words, almost as if his words had triggered something within her. Her eyes glazed over a bit as she stared down at the whiskered blonde boy in front of her.

Naruto, his moment of intuition having passed, immediately lowered himself onto the ground his head between his hands as he bowed on his knees, "Please don't hurt me, I didn't mean to peek on you. But I just always clean here... and I was tired, but my senses told me to stay... and then my body, and... and..." he stuttered as he feared he did something wrong by making her blush. "Gomenasai!" he cried as he remained in his bow.

The woman's red eyes looked down at him. and she giggled at his admission. His response to her question having evaporated her anger at him as she now knew he was not just a pervert trying to watch her, just a confused kid who was very good with words and willing to take his punishment as he hadn't tried to run. Her red eyes suddenly widened as she took in exactly who he was. She sighed as she spoke, "Uzumaki-san please get up and turn around." she said in her same melodius voice.

Naruto looked up at her with fearful eyes. She was surprised when she moved and his eyes still remained locked on hers and didn't move to her body despite his acceptance of punishment. "I wish to clothe myself Uzumaki-san, I will not hurt you." she said gently.

Naruto's fearfulness abated somewhat but he got up and turned around, making each action deliberate and keeping his eyes locked on hers before he turned around proving to the woman he was serious about this. When he turned around, he heard her rustling with her clothes and pulling them on. He took a discreet sniff of the area. The scent of the forest filled his nose but he could smell something sweeter in the air. It was a floral scent that he was almost certain emanated from the woman behind him. It smelled of roses and lavendar. Something he was almost sure wouldn't mix but somehow managed to meld together in a mixture of scents bordering on perfection. His eyes rolled as he almost purred in delight from the smell.

He took a few more sniffs before he heard her clothes stop rustling and asked, "Can I turn around now Kunoichi-san?" he asked politely.

The woman answered almost immediately, "Yes Uzumaki-san, I believe we need to have a talk though." Naruto shivered but he turned around to see the woman with a fiery gaze, though it didn't seem she had any intention on hurting him, just talking. Naruto walked over to a softer part of the ground and sat on the ground. He looked up at the woman and spoke.

"Alright, But Who are you? and How did you find this place? I thought I was the only one who knew about this place." he said, his fear of the woman had him acting a bit calmer than normal. Though he knew she didn't mean him any harm physically, he shuddered as he thought of what women did to perverts, Sakura being the prime example.

The woman looked down at him before moving closer to him a bit and sitting down so the two of them were facing each other. She looked him straight in the eyes, "I guess it isn't surprising you don't remember me, but you have met me before." she said.

Naruto's eyes squinted before he pointed a finger at her like he was accusing her of something, "Your Hinata's, Dog-boy's, and Shino's sensei!" he exclaimed his normal exuberance showing through.

The now revealed sensei of Team 8 smiled slightly, "Glad to see I made an impression." she said. "My name is Yuuhi Kurenai. I know about this place because I stumbled across it a few days ago and I like to take showers away from the village. I have problems with my own shower." she said with a bit of a dark tone in her voice. Although Naruto did not know it, she was the suspect of many men trying to peek on her just as any of the prominent kunoichi were. Unfortunately, many of the men in Konoha seemed to be perverts, so it was hard to feel safe while in such a vulnerable position as bathing.

Naruto nodded, surprising her, "I know." her eyes widened, "My shower is always cold!" he exclaimed as if that was her problem too, "This place is perfect for taking a shower though." he said. Kurenai chuckled slightly.

"That it is, hence the reason why I am here." she said with mirth in her voice, "Though that brings me to what you were doing Uzumaki-san." she said with complete seriousness in her voice.

Naruto's eyes lowered, "What you did was wrong and-" she started only for Naruto to cut her off.

"I know Kurenai-sensei, I just couldn't stop myself. You are very beautiful and I had never seen something like that. I am very sorry and I will never do it again. Please just don't tell anyone about this." he said in a pleading voice.

Kurenai's blush came back as his words struck her. She cursed herself in her head as she prided herself on hiding her emotions, luckily, Naruto was quite dense and currently trying to get out of a punishment. She looked down at him with a scrutinous eye. "Look at me Uzumaki-san." she said. Naruto's blue eyes raised and locked with Kurenai's. "Do you admit you peeked on me?" she asked. Naruto nodded. "Do you know that it is a crime to peek on people while they are taking baths?" she asked. Naruto nodded again. "You understand that I could take you to the Hokage and have you thrown in jail for this correct?" she asked. Again, Naruto nodded.

Kurenai sighed and ran a hand through her hair, "Very well, since you obviously weren't trying to peek on me deliberately." she shot a glare at him which had him smiling sheepishly. "And you did not try to deny what you did but instead accepted your responsibility to the consequences of your actions. I will not report this to the Hokage." she said drawing a relieved sigh from Naruto. Honestly, she never would have reported him. She would never admit it but the fact he had managed to hide from her senses and stay hidden until she was already washing herself required some serious stealth skills. Aside from that, the fact he had seen her naked was not something she wanted common knowledge. So, she scared him into silence while simultaneously gaining something to blackmail him with if she ever needed to.

She grinned evilly, "On one condition." she said as she figured something she wanted to do for the blonde haired boy in front of her. He had complimented her in ways no one ever had before and she was feeling quite connected to him as his burden must not be easy. Naruto's eyes snapped to her.

"What?" he asked, his eyes squinting, he would normally have run away as soon as she conceded not turning him in but his curiosity of her actions, i.e. not acting like Sakura, confused and intrigued him at the same time.

"You let me take you to go get some better clothes." she said as she eyed his orange monstrosity. "How in the hell did I not see him with that on!" she screamed in her head.

"What?" he exclaimed, "My clothes are perfect whats wrong with them?" he asked. He loved the color orange and it was a miracle the store had these orange jumpsuits on sale when he went to buy his clothing. He loved this thing. It had many extra pockets and it was extra durable, plus he had many different szes all for the low price of half of anything else he tried to buy.

Kurenai looked down at him with disdain, "How exactly, would orange help you in a fight?" she asked, "My clothes lead my attackers to focus on other areas before my own attacks." she explained, "Your orange just sets you as a beacon." she said as if it explained everything.

Naruto just mumbled something under his breath. Kurenai's eyes narrowed. "What was that?" she asked, her righteous fury coming into play.

Naruto shrank away but repeated himself in a louder voice, "It's cheaper than anything else!" he said, "I managed to get this for half of anything else I try to buy in any of the stores. I don't have the money to pay for new clothes." he explained.

Kurenai's eyes narrowed. "Damn Civilians" she thought to herself. "Tell you what, I will pay for it if you promise to let me use this spot seeing as you already knew about it before me." she said.

Naruto looked up at her with wide eyes, "You can use this anytime you want Kurenai-sensei. You don't have to pay for it. It's not like I own the place." he said.

Kurenai smiled at him, "Then just think of it as a friend helping out another." she said.

Naruto's eyes squinted as he looked at her, "Why would you want to be friends with me?" he asked.

Kurenai's smile disappeared. "Why wouldn't I?" she countered.

Naruto looked down. He spoke quietly, "You know what I contain Kurenai-sensei. Many people within the village glare at me. I am dense and stupid but I am not blind. I can see that many people would not like to be my friend, and the ones I have aren't too well liked." he said his morose sounding voice cut to Kurenai's heart as she imagined that. Her small group of friends was by choice, his was by necessity.

Kurenai leaned forward and smiled at him, "Then I will just have to join them. Because I want to be your friend, do you want to be mine?" she asked.

Naruto smiled brightly at her, "Yes." he said with his happiness almost boiling over. Kurenai couldn't stop herself and giggled at him. She looked almost startled as she hadn't giggled in years. But she shook it off as Naruto's smile seemed to disappear before being replaced by something. His lips twitched and slowly spread as they curved upwards. Naruto's smile seemed to be reborn as it slowly spread across his face. Kurenai's lips twitched upwards as she saw his first true smile.

"Then we are friends Naruto-san." she said. His happiness as infectious as always.

"Arigatou Kurenai...-san." he said. Kurenai smiled slightly.

"One other thing though Naruto-san." she said. Naruto cocked his head to the side as if he were confused. A demonic mask seemed to materialize behind her head as she smiled sweetly at him.

"Please refrain from peeking at me when I am taking a shower from now on." she said. Naruto blushed and nodded his head emphatically. Kurenai's slight smile returned. "Then, since it is getting so late, I will meet you here tomorrow right after your team training." she said. Naruto nodded and smiled at her. As she turned, Naruto spoke up.

"Would you like me to walk you home Kurenai-san?" he asked. Kurenai turned around, a bit surprised at his offer.

"Uhhh, you don't have to Naruto-san." she said. Inwardly, she was wondering why he would offer.

"It's no problem Kurenai-san, besides a gentleman should always walk a lady home." A light pink dusted Kurenai's cheeks as his constant flattery did not fail. He may not realize what he is doing but he is being the perfect gentleman. "Especially, since we just became friends." he said with a smile to her. She smiled lightly at his gesture, as any idea of an ulterior motive was swept from her mind with his blatant honesty.

"If you wish to Naruto-san, I would enjoy the company." she said politely to him. He stepped forward and fell into step with her as the two began to leave the clearing and their embarrassing moment behind themselves.

Edge of the training grounds

Kurenai and Naruto approached the edge of the training grounds as darkess settled across the land. Naruto smiled up at Kurenai as they began to walk into the shinobi sector of the village. They had been walking in comfortable silence from the clearing and they were nearing Kurenai's apartment. Naruto looked up at Kurenai as they walked and decided he could ask her for something.

"Kurenai-san, your a jounin right?" he asked.

Kurenai looked down at him and smiled slightly, "Yes Naruto-san." she said.

"Do you think..." he stopped feeling bad for asking his friend for something so soon.

"What is it Naruto-san?" she asked gently as they continued walking.

Naruto took a deep breath, "Do you think you could teach me a few things?" he asked.

Kurenai's stride faltered as she heard his question but she recovered fast. "You have Kakashi who can teach you anything I could." she said.

Naruto looked down slightly, "I guess that wasn't a good question, Gomen ne Kurenai-san." he said as he smiled at her and they approached her own apartment.

Kurenai was about to say something when she saw they were at her apartment building, "Here we are." she said.

Naruto looked at the apartment and smiled, "Well, see you tomorrow Kurenai-san." he said. "and... arigatou." he said before he turned around and ran back towards the town. Kurenai stood there, looking back at him for a bit before she sighed and entered her apartment complex.

Naruto ran from Kurenai's apartment. His happiness boiling over and giving him more energy. He wondered how he had managed to make friends with her but he just brushed it off as he ran down the street excited that he had another person he could call his friend. As he passed the main square, he slowed down and started to walk on the street. His smile could not be beat as he continued walking. He looked around at the slums of Konoha where his apartment was located. He didn't care about his apartment. It was homey and he enjoyed it. So he walked to his apartment complex and entered his house.

Because he had forgotten to take a shower, he stripped down and jumped into his cold shower smiling all the while. After he finished, he dried himself off with a old tattered towel and headed to his bed. As he lay in his bed, with his froggy headcap and orange pants, he began to think back and smiled as he came across his first new friend since his school days. During the school year, Iruka-sensei had helped him near the end of the year but that was it. He had his team but they weren't friends so much as acquaintances. He counted Iruka as a close acquaintance but since he had waited so long to help him, after letting Mizuki sabotage him for 5 months Iruka had quickly lost friendship status.

Finally, he thought about his Jiji. The Hokage. He frowned as he thought of him. He had trusted him explicitly and had followed his instructions to the letter. But all it had brought him was pain to this point. He had told him he never did anything against the villagers and that all they needed was time before they would stop trying to hurt him. He said he didn't know why the villagers were attacking him. But he knew all along. He knew why the matrons at the orphanage would not take good care of him. He knew why the mobs would amass on his birthday to find him. He KNEW why he was hated and he never told him.

Naruto rolled over to his side and let a choked sob be ripped from his throat as he acknowledged that his Jiji lied to him. He never let his jiji know he didn't trust him anymore but he didn't. If he lied about something so big, what else might he be hiding from him? Might he know who his parents were? Might he have known he would have never graduated if he hadn't stolen the forbidden scroll because he had abnormal amounts of chakra?

Unfortunately, because of his Jiji's actions, he no longer trusted the most stable part of his life up to this point. But, as he let the one tear fall from his eye, Naruto's frown turned into a bright smile as he thought of Kurenai. She was someone he felt he could trust even with their limited time together, she hadn't ratted him out like others would have. She actually asked for his friendship! He smiled brightly as he allowed himself to drift off into sleep.

A/N: Now There will not be much action in this story, I had written much more in my last story than I really wanted and the action almost killed my muse for the story. As such, expect this fic to be almost all relationship oriented, which my other fic was, to an extent, but with more focus on expanding the relationship before the two begin to like each other.

Okay, I have done some reasearch and it seems that Kurenai is about 27 right now according to canon. Scratch that! I am making the older generation 3 years younger. So everyone that is currently in Kurenai's, Kakashi's, and Asuma's generation is 3 years younger.

That being said, I hope you review this story as my original story did go over quite well in my opinion.


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Command and Control Ch. 03

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I was immediately disgusted by the prospect of what was facing me. Here I was, lying here, having just performed oral sex on this quite overweight colleague of mine. And now she was expecting me to use my tongue on her ass. I had never been into this kind of sex, and while I had once or twice had a lover who had suggested I do this to her, I had refused every time. The prospect of this was just too much for me to bear, and somehow my superego kicked in to compel me to resist. I raised my hands and used them to start to push against Elizabeth's ass cheeks, trying to get her off of me.

She must have been surprised by my resistance and to feel my hands on her ass, as she jumped up and spun around. "What the hell do you think you're doing, slut?" she yelled at me.

I was caught by surprise by the depth of her anger, and I instinctively replied, "I'm sorry, but I can't do that."

"Can't, or won't?" she asked, glaring at me. "I suspect you can do a lot more than you may be willing to do."

I began to get confused again, and didn't know how to reply. I simply lie there, her juices starting to dry on my face, looking at her.

"Let's try this again, pig. Either you're going to willingly stick that nice tongue of yours right up my ass, or I'm going to tie you to this bed and smother you with it. And if you don't think I can do that, you're going to be in for quite a surprise."

I looked at her, not knowing whether to believe her or not. I knew that I couldn't willingly lick her ass because of my deep down aversion to that, it was just too debasing for me to even contemplate. But I simply didn't know whether the hypnotic state I was in would compel me to lie there submissively while she tied me to the bed and followed through on her threat.

Not hearing any verbal resistance to what she had just told me, she went on. "So what's it going to be? Are we going to do this the easy way, or the hard way?"

"I can't do it," I mumbled under my breath.

"What was that?"

I repeated, this time a little louder. "I said I can't do that."

Another look of anger crossed Elizabeth's face, and she leaned down, putting her face right in front of mine. But after a few seconds, the anger left, and a slight smile creased her mouth. "Well then, my little boy, we're just going to have to force you now, aren't we?"

With that she got up from the bed, and I saw her reach down and open up a drawer of the nightstand next to it. My mind told me to get up and run out of there, but the connection between my cognitive functioning and physical responses was still not working. All I could do was simply lie there, watching her.

She reached into the drawer and came out with something in her hand that I couldn't see at first. She pushed the drawer closed with her foot, and stood by the side of the bed.

"Okay, get your clothes off."

I looked at her, not understanding at first. I started to ask why, but as soon as I opened my mouth, she repeated the command, glaring at me. This second time it clicked, and not being able to resist, I sat up and slowly began unbuttoning my shirt. As I did so, I became painfully aware again of the scent of her arousal in the room. It hit me once more like a heavy blanket over my senses as I finished the last button, and pulled the shirt off of my body.

I undid the button on my pants, and as I unzipped them, I couldn't help but feel how soaked they were from her pussy juice that leaked onto them when she had been sitting on me earlier and forcing me to suck her huge tits. After unzipping them, I lifted my ass off of the bed so as to be able to slide them off my legs. As I did this, I looked up and saw Elizabeth standing there, naked with a look on her face that I could only interpret as anticipation. I threw the pants over the side of the bed, next to my shirt, and then leaned down and took off my shoes and socks, throwing them on the growing pile of clothes. I lied back down.

"You're not done yet, my little boy. Get those boxers off too."

I couldn't get my hands to comply with her command. The humiliation of having my colleague do this to me, see me like this, was too much for me. The feeling of shame was heightened by the fact that I had a rather obvious erection causing my boxers to tent, a sight that I knew could not be missed by Elizabeth.

As if on cue, she remarked, "Well, looks like you and your little dick are enjoying this all a bit more than you care to let on, aren't you?"

I didn't know how to respond. On the one hand, I felt incredibly humiliated and degraded by the way she was treating me. Cognitively, I knew that I had been hypnotized, but that did little to relieve my shame. But on the other hand, I could not deny the way that my body was reacting to what she had been doing to me. I still couldn't will my hands to move toward my boxers.

"Okay, if you won't do it, I'll do it for you," she said to me. With that she dropped what she had been holding in her hands, and reached over and using both her hands, put one on each of the leg holes, and quickly yanked them apart. The soft cotton fabric tore, leaving the boxers in shreds next to me.

"There now," she laughed, "wasn't that much easier?" She grabbed the remaining fabric and pulled it from underneath me, now leaving me totally naked in front of her, my stiff cock very noticeably sticking it out.

"Not a very impressive looking little dick you have there, Bob, especially for someone as tall as you. I would have expected it to be much bigger, but guess you're the exception to the supposed correlation between height and dick size." She gave a cackle, and continued, "Not that it matters, since I have little use for that anyway."

I knew she was trying her best to humiliate me, and it was working. I normally felt very confident with women, especially when it came to sex, but the combination of the continual degradation she was heaping on me, along with the knowledge that I couldn't fight against what she was doing, had worn me down. I couldn't respond to what she was saying, and lie there silently in shame.

She bent over and retrieved from the floor what she had gotten out of the drawer. As she came closer to my head, I could see that she was holding some leather cuffs and ropes. She proceeded to grab my right wrist, and I instinctively tried to yank it away. She had a firm grip, however, and I was still not able to formulate a strong defense to her even though deep down I knew I ought to be fighting her. She wrapped the cuff around my wrist, and secured the Velcro catch tightly. She then took the rope, and tied it to one of the posts of the headboard.

When she grabbed my other wrist, I didn't even bother trying to resist, realizing that I had no choice but to submit to her wishes. She tied that one also, and then proceeded to do the same to my ankles, tying them to the posts of the footboard, in the process pulling my body a ways down the bed so that I was about in the middle of it. She rearranged the pillows under my head as I found myself spread-eagled on the bed, unable to move more than a few inches in either direction.

"There, that's better," Elizabeth said, looking at me from the bottom of the bed with a self-satisfied grin on her face. "That'll make things just a little bit easier."

With that, she again climbed up onto the bed, threw her meaty leg over my chest, and straddled me again facing my feet. Now I could feel the dampness of her pussy hairs directly on my chest, without the barrier of my shirt between us. Once more I was presented with the view of her ample ass cheeks less than a foot in front of me, and it was quite clear what was coming. I steeled myself for it, knowing that between the hypnosis and the restraints, I would have no choice but to acquiesce to her demands.

"Okay, slut boy, let's go," and she scooted back toward my mouth, sitting up a bit in the process. This brought her into contact with my lips, and I began to lightly kiss her cheeks, first one, then the other, hoping that this might satisfy her. It was to no avail however, as she reached behind herself, and slapped me not-so-lightly on the cheek. "Use your tongue, idiot," she commanded.

I tentatively stuck out my tongue and ran it up and down one cheek. At the top of her ass I could taste her sweat, quite salty as I first touched each spot. Lower down, however, the saltiness was mixed with more of a musky taste, as I reached that part of her body where her pussy juices had dried after the long bout of cunnilingus I had performed on her earlier. The taste sensation was mixed in with the aroma of her arousal, which was still quite strong.

I repeated the process on the other cheek, receiving the same jolt to my senses as I ran my tongue up and down. She must have been enjoying this, because a satisfying sounding sigh emanated from her lips, and she said, "Very good, slut, I knew you had it in you."

Up until this point, I had carefully avoided her crack, which I could see had a rivulet of sweat running down the downy hairs that helped define it. But she now proceeded to scoot back just a bit, enough to make an unambiguous demand on my oral ministrations. Just in case I had any question about her intent, she made it clear what she wanted. "Use it on my crack, now, and I mean the whole thing."

Once more I resigned myself to my fate, and lightly began to lick up and down her crack. As with her cheeks, I could taste her sweat at the top of it, and at the bottom the mixture of sweat and her pussy juices that had spread over her body earlier. The downy hairs tickled my tongue a bit. Up and down I went, doing my best not to go too low, knowing what foreboding depths would greet me there if I allowed myself.

She seemed satisfied with this, as I continued for a few minutes, alternating between her cheeks and crack, and she continued to sigh every now and then. Just when I thought this would be the extent of it, I felt her lift up on her knees just an inch or so, and lean forward, grabbing my ankles with her hands.

There it was, right in front of me, what I had carefully been trying to avoid the last ten minutes or so. Her brown, wrinkled pucker was less than an inch from my lips. I saw her look back around her shoulder, straight into my eyes, and she smiled at me. With an almost imperceptible nod, she commanded me to go ahead.

I resignedly stuck out my tongue and lightly made contact with her rosebud. It felt slightly rough and wrinkled, not unlike her large nipples I had sucked on earlier in the evening. I swirled my tongue around in circles on the outer ridge of her asshole, my saliva combining with her sweat and pussy juice that had collected there. It had both a musky and tangy taste, one I had never experienced before.

After a minute of this, I heard her voice again. "Okay, enough playing around, I want to feel it in there, pig," she commanded

Continuing to be unable to resist, I had no choice but to comply. I pointed my tongue right at the center of the pucker, and gave a tentative push. There was resistance at first, but within a few seconds, I could feel it give way, allowing my tongue to enter. I now felt that my debasement was complete, that the humiliation she was making me endure could get no worse.

I poked my tongue in and out, and as I did so, she began to moan in a similar fashion to when I had been orally servicing her earlier. As I pushed in, she gently pushed her body back ever-so-slightly, forcing my tongue in even deeper.

After another minute or two of this, I realized that she was starting to build toward an orgasm again. The same heavy breathing, moans, and shaking began to wrack her body. "Harder," she almost screamed at me.

I did my best to pick up the tempo, pushing even further into her asshole, hoping that the orgasm would come and bring me relief from the weight of her body on my face. Finally, after five more pistoning movements, it came, shaking her body even more wildly than her earlier orgasm. I could feel her juices again running down onto my face, this time off of my chin and down onto my neck and chest.

She must have shaken like that for a good 30 seconds, sitting with her ass directly on my face, pinching my nose and mouth together. Once again, I thought I was going to suffocate, but just when I thought I would pass out, she rolled off of me and lay down next to me. I could see her huge tits bobbing up and down as she tried to catch her breath.

After another minute, she was able to speak again. "Wow, that was pretty good, boy," she congratulated me. "I've never cum just from having my asshole licked like that, but then again, I've never had anyone do it like that before," she laughed.

I turned my head away from her in shame, unable and unwilling to make eye contact with her. I knew that the hypnosis had made me unable to fight back, but nevertheless, it was still incredibly humiliating to be used like this by someone I had no interest in.

It was almost as if she were reading my mind, though, because she reached over and grabbed a hold of what I now realized was my very stiff cock. "Just like before, you little pig, you enjoyed being debased like this, didn't you? Your cock does like it now, doesn't it?"

I realized she was right, that I had been quite hard through the whole experience. She immediately let go of it, and sat up, then got off of the bed. "Time to get us cleaned up and get a little something to eat. We have to get ready for our guests, don't we?"

With all of the intensity focused on my oral servicing of Elizabeth, I had somehow completely forgotten about her plan to have some friends over later in the evening. I let out a groan in contemplation of what was still to come.

"Aw, c'mon, sport – it won't be that bad," she laughed as she whacked my thigh. "I'll get you untied and let you get hosed off."

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to "play it off"; used to describe instances where someone messes up or makes an ass of themselves and needs some sort of recovery, immediately.
boy: haha, that girl just fell in the dirt!
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Pio: (adj, P - oh): Used in reference to, or in association with individuals of a particular caliber of intellect.
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Pernounced (P-e-e-u-s) is a very well known word used in situations when someone is being "That guy." Instead of telling them to shut the fuck up, call them a Pios.

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3 years later....

Anyone that passed would have thought they were a couple. They walked passed the shops on Market street arm and arm, laughing and smiling at a thousand inside jokes. As they walked the crisp fall leaves crunched under their feet as if to chorus their easy conversation. An eavesdropper would have been surprised to learn they were actually discussing the man's wedding to another woman.

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"Well, you should know Mrs. Montevido."

8 months almost to the day after her car broke down, Jared had proposed to Sanaii and being unequivocally in love with the sexy, kind, exotic man Sanaii accepted.

It hadn't been an easy ride for her and Luc from the moment she had broken off their sexual relationship to form a commitment to Jared. It was awkward and painful for the two to be in the same room with each other constantly battling the strong sexual chemistry that had been the interweaving part of their friendship over the years. They both committed to making it work, for each other and for the baby

There was almost bloodshed the first time Jared and Luc met- the day of their son Etienne's birth. Sanaii had had to have an emergency procedure and while she was recovering, Luc and Jared had almost come to blows in the waiting room as the staff nurse told her. Apparently, the nursing staff had watched with rapt nail biting attention with one hand on the security phone as the two hunks traded barbs, insults, and glares. Things had gotten as far as Luc unwisely getting in Jared's face when a brave nurse informed Lucas and Jared that they could see the baby.

Lucas later told Sanaii that everything changed for him at that moment. He said he had never felt more love for anything in his life than the face of that little baby and he knew his personal bullshit and jealousy had to take a back seat. Lucas relayed that he looked over at Jared and a moment of perfect understanding seemed to pass between them. An uneasy truce was born that day with the two men. Sanaii was glad she slept through the fireworks. She had eyes only for one man at that moment- her beautiful baby boy with his curly copper hair and lightening eyes. Etienne Jason Somerfield.

Sanaii and Luc had come a long way since then. They put their responsibilities as parents first and foremost. Luc still lived part time in Europe, the home of his fiancée and mother, but most of his time in the states was spent in easy access to Philly to be with Tee. Luc looked forward to the time when Tee was old enough to fly on his own and then he could spend more time with him in Europe.

Even after Sanaii and Jared got married, Luc never abdicated fatherhood to Jared.

Jared may have won Sanaii, but Luc would be damned if Tee called anybody daddy except him. To his credit, Jared was a stand-up guy and while he was undeniably crazy about Tee he didn't seek to obstruct Luc forming a bond with Tee and didn't interfere in the decisions Sanaii and Luc made as parents. It couldn't have been easy for him, Luc knew, since it would have irked the shit out of him if every time he turned around his woman's ex was knocking on the door. Jared bore it well.

As Sanaii and Luc built their relationship as parents, they were able to mend their friendship too. There was a different depth of warmth and sincerity to it in the absence of the sexual fireworks that had characterized it in the past...but the chemistry was still there quietly simmering under the surface rather than boiling over the pot. Somehow it had been transformed into a fun, easy flirtatiousness between the two that lightened the intensity of it.

Jared saw it. He couldn't help but notice as he Sanaii, Luc, and Etienne had dinner in Jared and Sanaii's center city brownstone. He and Luc had never formed a friendship, but they respected each other and that was the only thing keeping his foot out of Luc's face as he flirted with Sanaii. Sanaii did not take it seriously and urged Jared not to either noting Luc always like to tease and talk shit, but it still made Jared want to go a little psycho. He knew when another man was checking out his woman's ass and that was no joke.

"So golden boy, you up for a game of dominoes or no?"

Luc smirked at the man sitting across from him at the kitchen table. He knew he was getting under Jared's skin whenever he called him golden boy. Luc still got a sick pleasure from being a pain in Jared's ass. First he did it to punish him for making himself at home in Sanaii's heart, and then it was just too damn much fun to stop.

"Good idea," said Sanaii bouncing a cranky Tee on her hip, "Somebody's sleepy sleepy." she comforted, "Say 'night night daddy, night night Jay."

Luc stood to kiss his baby, promised him daddy would see him in the morning, and even though it was normal and natural and a beautiful thing Jared still felt a little sinking feeling in his heart seeing the woman he loved and the baby he loved and raised like his own so obviously connected to another man. After kissing the baby's chubby hand, a tense Jared went to get the dominoes.

Lucas was helping himself to another cold beer when Jared returned.

"I haven't said congratulations to you yet, golden boy," he said placing out the stacks.

"Thanks, man. I appreciate it. It'll be nice having you, Sanaii, and little Tee there. I think you'll like Switzerland."

"Todo biem," said Jared pushing some of the stacks Lucas's way. "You nervous?"

Lucas paused, his drink halfway to his mouth then shrugged.

"Maybe a little. I don't exactly come from a happy home. I don't know shit about being a good husband."

"What's to know?" said Jared, popping the cap on his own beer, "You love your woman, you listen to her, take good care of her. Let her know she never has to worry about anything long as you there- happy marriage. Simple."

"Like you and Sanaii?"

Jared smiled broadly.

Luc tapped the table.

"You two seem to have a really good thing."

"Si, muito bon. Sanaii's a good woman."

"You don't have to tell me that, Jay," Luc said feeling unexpectedly raw listening to Jared discuss his married life with Sanaii, "I know exactly how good a woman Sanaii is."

Jared arched his eyebrow menacingly, and Luc knew he had hit his target and crossed the line in a big way. No husband wanted to be reminded that another man knew how good his wife's pussy was.

Contrite, Luc smiled trying to lighten the tension. "I hope Alisa and I do half as well as you and Sanaii."

Jared smirked and flipped his stack.

"I hope so too, Luc. Maybe then you will stop staring at my wife's ass?"

Luc laughed out loud.

"I'll do my best, but you must admit it's a damn fine ass."

Unexpectedly, Jared laughed then too.

"Very fine indeed. Your deal, golden boy."

Later, Sanaii walked Lucas out to his car.

"You sure you won't stay the night. There's plenty of room." she said.

Lucas leaned against his driver's door facing Sanaii. He shook his head in the negative.

"And listen to Mr. Brazil fuck the hell out of you all night just to prove to me you're his woman? No thanks."

"Luc!" Sanaii rolled her eyes.

"Trust me I know," he said pulling her into a warm embrace and whispering in her ear,

"That's what I would do if you were mine."

Sanaii swallowed and felt her heart speed up a little. She loved her man and would never cheat, but damn Lucas could always get her going.

Lucas was feeling very much the same about Sanaii and very horny. Jared was right. He had been scoping Sanaii's ass half the night. She looked damn good- still toned and tiny but the baby had filled her out in all the right places. Sanaii's lush body coupled with his fear of giving up all extra-curricular pussy, were potent aphrodisiacs. She felt so good in his arms, smelled so sweet. He felt himself get hard.

Sanaii felt it too and nervously she pulled back a little and made a pretense of straightening a button on his coat.

"Careful, Lucas. You're almost a married man after all."

"I know. You sure you don't want to pop out my cake at my bachelor party?," Taking a quick look to make sure Jared wasn't watching out the window, Lucas slipped a hand down over the curve of one of Sanaii's ass cheeks and gave a good squeeze, " We never did get a chance to have a farewell fuck."

"Lucas!" Sanaii yelped and slapped his hand away, " That's not going to happen."

"C'mon, baby," he teased half serious, his arousal raw in his voice. "You say I'm giving you a ride to the store. We drive to the park, we get in the back seat, you put your feet up on the headrest while I-."

"Lucas stop teasing." said Sanaii her eyes wide, her breathing a little shallow. When she licked her lips he knew he had to pull away before he did something that would have Mr. Brazil trying to Capoeira his face with good reason.

Still, it boosted his considerable ego knowing that she still felt their attraction as much as he did.

"I'd better go before I get us in trouble." he said kissing her cheek, letting his lips linger too long against her softness.

"So go already," Sanaii groaned, pushing him away congenially.

He laughed and got in the car.

"I'll be by at 8:00 to pick up the baby. My dad can't wait to see him."

"Ok, Night-Luc."

"Night, Sa'."

In his rear view mirror, he saw her standing there waving before she walked back into the house she shared with her husband. He'd seen the sight many times over the years, and it still felt wrong.

" Oooooh...ah...ah...ah...yessssss!"

Sanaii climaxed again and screamed into the pillow as Jared stroked her pussy from behind as she lay on her side. Jared's stamina was frightening at times. True to Luc's prediction, Jared had fucked her mouth and pussy in ever conceivable position he could bend her flexible body into. She was dripping with sweat and cum, every surface of her body felt like a raw nerve.

When she felt Jared's long fingers working lube into her ass, she finally submitted.

"Oh please, Jay mercy, no more."

Breathing heavily, he rubbed her full tits in his hands.

"You don't like me in your ass?"

"I love you in my ass, just not tonight. I'm so exhausted." said Sanaii, reaching behind her to rub her hand lovingly against his sweaty muscular flank. "Come in my sore pussy, make it feel better."

Jared kissed the back of her neck and resumed his fuck at a gentler pace. In a minute he was coming, pushing into her so deep she felt her cheek smash flat against the bed. He cursed and then cupped his hand over her pussy to press her cunt lips closed around his cock as if to keep his cream from dripping out of her too soon.

Still kissing the back of her neck and her brow, he cradled her as he softened inside before he withdrew.

Sanaii was halfway to sleep when she heard his voice in her ear.

"Do I satisfy you, Sanaii?"

"What?" asked Sanaii still half in a fog, unsure if she heard him right.

Jared stroked her arm. He felt ashamed and he let his head fall against her shoulder. He was not raised to be an insecure little man. He knew he was not a perfect man or a rich man like Luc, but he believed himself to be a good father, a good husband and good lover. Sanaii seemed pleased. But he could not shake the memory of Sanaii and Lucas interacting, holding their son. There was a spark- a connection so strong between them. It was something more than just being little Tee's parents. He saw it in their eyes when they looked at each other, and it scared him.

"Do I satisfy you?" he repeated softly.

Sanaii heard an uncharacteristic vulnerability in her husband's voice. She knew it wasn't always easy for Jared to deal with Luc, but she thought Luc's impending marriage would have put him more at ease. Sanaii turned slowly in Jared's arms and ran her hands over his hair, kissed his lips softly.

"You're beautiful,Jay. Every time I see you I can't believe you're mine and I'm yours. I can't look at you without wanting you- all of you..."

She slowly slid her hand down to gently fist his half-hard cock. The foreskin stretched like silk over the blooming dark head. She reached lower and cupped his heavy balls, bringing him to full mast

Moaning, he rolled onto his back, bringing her to lay on top of him. As tight and sore as she was she gingerly managed to stuff him into her. She was well lubricated with his seed. He was passive except for his hands stroking her hips, ass, and breasts gently.

Whispering between kisses, she began to gently rock herself back and forth on him.

"You're so good to me and Tee... and you feel so good inside me."

Sanaii reached back her hand and gently rubbed his balls to increase his pleasure. He grunted and dug his fingers into her hips indicating how much he liked it. Jared started to gently thrust up and she slid up and down his dick a little faster as her words excited him

"After Tee is a little older, I want you to give me another baby. A little girl this time with dark eyes just like her daddy. Would you like that,Jay?"

"Ah Dios-Si! Si!" Jared shouted excited as his seed jetted into her again and he grasped her to him

"You satisfy me in everyway," Sanaii soothed him with kisses while brushing wetness that could have been sweat or tears from his face. "You're my man.I love you."

"Sanaii, voce minha vida. Don't ever leave me, morena. Don't ever go."

He clutched her smooth dark back.

"Never," she promised cradling his head against her breasts.

Her hand was shaking. Why couldn't she stop her hand from shaking?

Sanaii sat on the edge of her bed. Her hand trembling as it closed around Jared's reading glasses- still lying so casually next to the bed waiting for the next time his favorite Portuguese magazine came for him to read.

There wouldn't be a next time.

Her husband was dead, killed by a drunk driver on his way home from work.

Sanaii had gotten through the announcements, the funereal, the endless reception of family and friends, the insurance paperwork all with a dogged resolve to stay strong and calm for Etienne who at 6 couldn't accept that poppy Jay would never come home, never sing songs with him, do flips in the backyard with him ever again. He cried his little body into exhaustion time and time again. Sanaii reckoned maybe he cried her tears to, because they didn't come. She felt like half formed ice- a thin veneer of solidity covering cold formlessness. No manner of hugs, phone calls, well wishes or flowers could break her.

Nothing except those damn glasses sitting by the bedside waiting for what would never come again.

She had just enough strength left in her trembling hand to squeeze and squeeze the thin frames until they snapped, the thin wires jabbing into her palm.

Blood welled to the surface. Then the tears came violently breaking the skin of her grief.

She let her head fall back on her neck and screamed Jared's name.

"Mommy!" called little Tee running into her room.

She snapped her mouth closed, but the tears wouldn't stop. The shaking wouldn't stop and when her baby launched himself into her arms she held him as if only he could keep her from falling off the edge of the earth.

Lucas checked the contents of his travel bag, fully aware that Alisa was staring holes in his back.

"Do you really have to go?" she asked again.

Luc zipped his bag.

"Yes, I do. Sure you won't change your mind and come with me?"

Luc looked at his wife. Her beautiful blue eyes were rimmed with red.

She paced the room in her expensive shoes.

"I told you I don't feel comfortable there with her."

" You knew I had son before we got married. He is the most important thing in my life."

She turned on him.

"Don't you dare try to make me out to be some bitch that wants to come between you and your child. You know that's not true. I adore Etienne. It's about you and Sanaii and why you have to run off to be with her every time she calls you."

Luc rubbed the heel of his hand to his forehead feeling a tension headache start to pound there.

"Alisa how many times do we have to go through this? Sanaii and I are parents and friends. This event is important to her and Tee and I need to be there to support them."

Sanaii had choreographed and orchestrated a special dance incorporating the Brazilian arts Jared had lived and loved. The movement was titled "Benguela". It had gotten rave reviews in the local papers and was slated to be incorporated in the national repertoire. There was a special production of it in Jared's honor to raise money for a Capoeira social project he had been involved in for the street kids of Brazil.

"Support Tee, fine. Fuck his mother, no!"

"I'm not fucking her or anyone else." he said trying to remain calm

"Not now anyway."

Luc stormed across the room to stand in front of her.

"How many more times are you going to throw that up in my face? I said I was sorry. I went to marriage counseling, and anger management, and partner yoga and whatever the fuck else you asked me to do to make things right after the affair. What more do you want from me, Lis?"

"I want what you gave Sanaii, Lucas. I want a baby damn you!" Alisa screamed

Lucas sighed and ran his hand through his hair. He turned back to his packing.

"Making babies requires sex which is something you don't seem much interested in these days."

"I would if you weren't running off every other week to fuck your black bitch!"

Lucas' spine stiffened and he turned to Alisa with cold fury in his eyes.

She saw it and backed away a little as he came towards hers. He dug his fingers into his palm, afraid that he might hit her- something he vowed never to do after witnessing his father do that to his mother.

"If you ever call her that again, I will personally pack you and your shit and send you back to that piss hole you call a family estate. You may have a bullshit title," he sneered, "- but your family can barely afford to wipe their asses they're in so much debt."

"I'm sorry. That was in poor taste," he heard her whisper as he snatched his bag off the bed and left the room without another word.

"Wow...just wow!' Lucas kept repeating as she drove back to Sanaii's house after the show.

"I'm glad you liked it!"

"Liked it? It was amazing! And I can't believe how incredible my baby was up there. He was flipping and flying- wow!" Luc beamed casting a glance in the backseat at Etienne who was fast asleep.

Etienne had participated in the roda that took place at the end of the show. Tee had started the Capoeira lessons with Jared and Tee wanted to stay involved with it even after Jared died. At 7 he was tall for his age, and possessing both parents athleticism he was getting quite good.

"Our little man is going to be quite the Capoeirista some day. We raised a lot of money, too. Thanks for the donation."

"No problem," said Luc noting not for the first time how beautiful Sanaii looked. She fairly glowed in her light blue halter dress. Her hair had grown long again and she wore it coily and wild almost like she had in college. There was a time when he would have thought nothing about wrapping his hands in all that hair and use it to position her mouth over his cock.

"I'm sorry Alisa couldn't come. Maybe next time?" said Sanaii

The mention of his wife stemmed the blood rush to his cock.

"Maybe," he mumbled.

"Is everything all right with you two?" Sanaii asked tentatively.

"You really want to know the answer to that?"

Sanaii glanced over at Lucas. He was sexy and stunning as always. His skin was tan and his hair was lighter providing even more contrast with his eyes.

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