Johnny Settles Down

A Long Two Weeks

    She got into the shower when she came home.   She smelled like Johnny, a good smell.   She hated having to wash him off, but in her bed, that scarf was a reminder that he was near.   He was leaving on Wednesday to England.   He spent time with relatives.  Real ones.   He had a good time.   His cousins asked how it was with the "gorgeous" girl and he said, "She is even more beautiful in person.   He felt good.  He was glad it went well.   He had to thank Gina immensely for that.   He thought of Karen.   She was gorgeous and he was glad Gina said, "think outside the box".  Plus, being as famous as he was, he was expected to date a star.  He felt like she had a lot of Winona's qualities.  They were close in age.   He texted Gina.

    "Thank you."

"For what?"

"Getting the wheels going on this?"

"I didn't do it.   You did.   She attracted you and Genny was the one who got it all going.   Thank her."

"We had a great time.  I am flying her out to California when I get back from Saudi Arabia."

"Of course.   Is there anything you need."

"FIRST, a big bottle of La Vie Est Belle."

"You got it."

"I am going to talk to her friend more this week.   I can't let this one get away."

"I am not going to let it happen."

     Karen fell asleep right when she hit the bed.   Her dog Polly slept right next to her.   She woke up when he alarm was blaring at her.   She thought the dreamt it all, but there it was, his scarf that she kept close to her and she was so sore from the sex they had.   She sort of wished she was a functioning woman, but her periods were so sporadic.  One regret she had was not meeting him earlier.  Those kids would have been beautiful.   The alarm went off.

    She stumbled to the bathroom and she was still sore.   Johnny was not small.   She did her exercises, meditated,  looked at social media, wrote in her novel, and then got ready for work.   DeeDee and Genny were waiting for her.  It was cold, biting cold.  They said, "So...."    She said, "I was so tired I went home and went to sleep.  I slept until this morning.   Look, guys, for his safety, please don't mention him to anyone."   They agreed.  She was their friend and they would not do anything to hurt her, except lie to her to make her meet her favorite male on earth.  At work, they would stare at her.   She was in her little cubicle doing work.   "Our best friend had relations with Johnny Depp!"   If they were thinking it, Karen was reliving it in her mind.  The way he cupped her bottom and moved her up and down when she was on top of him.   For a few minutes she felt like a joke, but Johnny guided her with one hand and played with her clit on the other, or with him placed between her legs eating her out.   He didn't hesitate, but welcomed the challenge.   He, in turn thought of putting her, the way she smelled, the way she dribbled a fucking puddle when she eased herself off of them.   That made him hard.  He texted her. 

   "I have been thinking of you all day," he texted.

"Me, too, babe.  Me, too."

"I can't wait to see you."

"Me, too."

   During the day, he texted Genny and DeeDee to see what she liked to eat, wear, and use.   He already ordered the softest fleece blankets he knew to buy.   Gina ordered La Vie Est Belle, and Christi was doing Target runs.  "She loves bath salts.   She loves to soak in the tub," he told her.   "She likes the Himalayan Pink Salt."   Christi put it on her list.   She was happy for her brother.  

    "How old is she?"  She asked him.

"Fifty two, but looks forty."

"SHe does.  Maybe this is right for you."

"Maybe." 

    "Karen, are you REALLY going to take the time off this year?"  Barbara, the county clerk asked her. 

"Yes.  My plane leaves on Friday morning."

"Well..."   Karen's heart dropped.  "I am happy for you.   You deserve it."

"I Have a boyfriend now."

"You do?  A sheriff's deputy?"

"Far from it!"

"You're not back with Rob, we are you?"

"Oh hell no!"

"Good."

"He doesn't live here, so I may travel."

"Really?  Where are you going?"

"Los Angeles."

"How did you meet him?"

"Through a friend."

"Have a picture?"

    She and Johnny took a selfie.   She showed her.  "Please don't tell," Karen pleaded.  

"Oh my GODQ  Is this Johnny Depp?"

"Yeah."

"You know, there is something with the two of you that you just belong."

"Please don't tell."

"Karen, did I tell when you got the abortion with Curt?"

"No."

"Then I would never tell on you."

"You're right."

"So, what is he like."

"Shy, but intense."

"You like him?"

"I do."

"Genny and DeeDee did it.   Genny wrote to him."

"Well you are beaming."

    And she was.