Uncompromising (Age Gap, gxg)

Chapter 4

               Late the following morning I was back on the road with a smile on my face and mixed feelings in my mind. Zee and I had passed out in each other's arms sometime after midnight, and so we both got a late start this morning after two more rounds before breakfast that made my body crave daily doses of the young woman's taste and sounds. And yet, I never got her real name or asked for her number.

But the smile was also partially because I was wearing a pair of her underwear and sweats that she had in her duffel bag because my clothes weren't dry when we woke up. I guess the bag had kept some of her clothes dry, and we were able to cobble together some outfits. Yeah, I tried giving her some cash for them, but she said that knowing I was wearing her underwear was payment enough. I still slipped $50 in her duffel when she was in the bathroom anyway. But it was a nice sentiment.

Part of me considered not getting her number to be the height of foolishness, as maybe she would be a good person to have on speed dial as a booty call. At the same time, a booty call wasn't really what I wanted. I'd spent all too long doing everything but seeking my own personal pleasure, and I wanted to find someone to spend my life with, in more ways than just a bedroom. In two years, Gracie would be off to college too, and Jashanna would be with her. As much as my loins wanted more of Zee's nimble fingers and quick tongue, she wasn't going to want that kind of life with someone my age.

As I learned in the wee hours of the morning, she was only 22 years old, and I doubted that she would care to be tied down to a 37 year old woman who still had to sort out her marriage, which I should probably be ending if I was going to start pursuing what I felt that I deserved. Honestly, while the sex was simply otherworldly, Zee also seemed to be too much like my husband in her demeanor. If I was to make a wager, I'd say that she was a player back in Fort Lauderdale, and my heart didn't need that. The best sex of my life was a memory I would treasure, but that wasn't something I could base a solid relationship on. While I had a great night with Zee, I needed a little more of a sure thing in my life. I couldn't compromise my heart just because I wanted to hear her call me mommy again.

Damnit! Stop thinking about that!

Elliot sure as hell wasn't what I deserved in any way, shape, or form. No, it was probably about time that I talked to Elizabeth to explain what I was thinking about doing with her son. I knew she always hoped that Elliot would grow up, but you can only wait so long for someone to mature before you realize they're just not going to. He was like spoiled milk now, and that doesn't get any tastier.

According to my GPS, I had another 90 minutes ahead of me before I reached the house, so I called up Gracie to see if she and Jashanna wanted lunch.

"Hey, mom," Gracie answered sleepily. "You have a good night?"

I smiled fondly before replying and tried not to gush happily. "Yeah. Considering it was a little hotel in the middle of nowhere, it was much better than I expected."

"Okay, good. When will you be home?"

"I'm already on the way. Do you and Jashanna want me to pick up some food?"

"Hold on," she whispered. I heard some rustling, and then some whispering. "Shanna baby, you want some food?" The smile on my face only grew wider at the realization of what was happening on the other end of the line.

It was obvious that Gracie had just rolled over and asked Jashanna what she wanted while they shared a bed. I'd known they'd had feelings for each other for a while now, but I was waiting for them to come to me. Maybe I needed to drop a hint later so they would understand that I'd be the last person to judge what they were feeling. There were enough horror stories out there about parents that didn't agree with their kids sexuality and feelings, or even went to extreme lengths to stop them. I had no idea what Jashanna's mom was like, but my house and my love would be safe and unconditional.