Secrets

Part 3

It was already Friday and almost everyone at the Park wasn't working. Even me. Prince was shutting himself away in his studio which left me really bored, so I decided to go to the Party room just to sit on the stage and be by myself. I sat down and started thinking about how much my life has changed in almost a year. How everything has actually turned for the better. But I knew I had to tell Prince about why I needed this surgery. I think he was keeping himself busy to keep himself from asking questions. But...I wanted the questions. It'd be easier to open up if I knew what he wanted to know. The phone in the party room started ringing and I quickly ran to the phone to answer it. "Hello, Paisley Park." "Hey, come to Studio C." It was Prince. I smiled. "Be there soon." I said before hanging up. I walked to the studio and I walked in. Prince was blasting music so loud from his speakers it hurt my ears and he shut the music off. "Sorry. I'm used to it being loud." I shook my head sitting next to him. He was wearing a button up and some leggings as usual. Nothing different. But he had socks on, so he was actually feeling relaxed today. "I want to spend the weekend with you. I know it's Friday and I wanna make sure you have fun before your surgery Tuesday." I wasn't sure what his definition of fun was because he was so religious. I knew weed or drugs weren't allowed, so what could he be talking about? "Thank you, but what do you have in mind?" He smirked. It was a sly smirk that kinda made me even more curious. "Follow me." We left Studio C and went to one of his rarely used offices and he went into his closet. "I want you to have this." He pulled out a brown paper bag and inside there was a ziplock bag of weed. I gasped covering his hands. "Prince, no. Nonono. What are you doing with this?" He grinned. "I've had it around. I haven't smoked any of it." I shook my head. "You shouldn't be smoking any of it. Prince, I can't have this. You gotta bury it." He laughed. "C'mon. Don't you wanna have fun? It's not that bad it'll wash out of your system by Wednesday." I took my hands off his and sighed. "Fine...but only if you smoke with me." He grinned shutting the door. "Deal. But we do it out back where no one can see us." I smirked grabbed the bag. "Wait how are we going to smoke this if you don't have anything to roll with?" Prince got quiet and went to one of the studios. I was hugging the bag and he came back with...a 12 pack of Sprite? I looked at him confused and he grabbed his coat putting it on. "We can use the cans as...bongs?" I shook my head laughing. "First of all, why do you have Sprite? Second of all, how are you against drugs, but know you can use cans for a bong. And third of all, again, you're against drugs but somehow know that in modern day time you know that you can use a bong to smoke weed?" Prince threw me my coat. "I've heard about it. And...yeah." He smiled snatching the bag and carried the 12 pack outside. We walked around the back on the thin layer of snow til we got to the back. We sat down in chairs and I started cracking open Sprite cans to pour out the contents. "How do you know about weed?" He asked. I grinned. "I was a teenager and actually smoked weed. You've at least tried it? Right?" With a straight face he told me no. I formed the can with my hands to make a bong. "And how do you have it in your house and not smoke it?" I asked. Prince shrugged. It was dark out and there was only one light that was across the backyard. "We need a lighter." He handed me the one he uses to light his candles. "I can't believe I'm about to do this with my boss." Prince laughed. "I can't believe I'm letting you do this. You know I hate this stuff." "So why are you doing it with me?" Prince got quiet. "I just...I know you're stressed about some stuff, so...I figured why not. Besides, I know you'd do the same for me if I was about to get a major surgery." It warmed my heart. "Just don't mention it to anyone. Or anybody at my church. Please?" I nodded. "I promise I won't, Prince. Now come here." Prince got closer to me as I started lighting up. It took a couple of times for the smoke to get in my lungs, but as soon as it did I leaned over towards him and our mouths were close. I blew smoke into his mouth and he seemed confused on what to do for a bit. As soon as he sucked it in he coughed and I pulled away laughing. "C'mon. Take it easy." He started laughing while he was coughing which made me laugh more. "One more time okay? This time don't suck in so much at once. I know you've smoked cigarettes before." He nodded and I lit up again taking all the smoke I could before blowing smoke into his mouth again. This time I heard him take it in slowly before exhaling slowly. "I don't know if you'll get high or not. Usually people don't their first time." We sat there, in silence and it took a bit for the effects to start hitting me. "How do you feel?" I asked him. He was quiet at first. "I feel...okay. I don't feel bad. Just...okay." I smiled watching him. Prince looked content with himself and seemed so relaxed. "Melanie...?" "Yeah?" I asked. "Are you still...stressed out about your surgery?" I wasn't stressed about the surgery at all. "No. I never was stressed about that. I...I have some things to tell you." Prince turned his head looking at the playground part of the Park. "Will you swing with me?" He asked. I smiled standing up and we walked out way to the swing set. I sat in my swing and he sat in his. We started rocking back and forth softly in our swings. "Prince, when I met you, I was very scared to talk to you. I didn't trust any man. When you approached me I felt threatened." The swing was squeaking and in the back of my head I heard "You're too fat, get off", but I wasn't fat anymore. "Did I scare you?" He asked. I shook my head. "No. I just...I was in something really bad. A guy...he sort of treated me differently than most guys treat their girlfriends." Prince stopped swinging. "Did he hit you?" Prince asked. "Sometimes..." I said. He continued swinging. "D-Don't take this the wrong way, but did he hit you...because you were big?" I turned my head towards him quickly. "What? H-How did you-" "That shirt you wore. The blouse. It was big on you. I figured you had lost weight.....and the surgery? I figured it was for that. For weight loss." I felt tears forming. I think he felt bad and I stopped swinging getting up. He came over to me. "Melanie, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you." I sniffled. "H-How did you figure it out?" I asked him. Prince wiped my tears away his hands being so gentle. "I just sort of put it together. It hit me when I saw the shirt. So, did he hit you because you were big?" I shook my head putting my hands on his chest. "He made me that way...h-he liked it. It was his fetish to sleep with big women. And I loved him because he was taking care of me at such a dark point in my life. So of course I'll do anything for him. Anything to make him happy." Prince took me to sit down and I couldn't feel the affects from the high anymore. I decided to light up again and I started to relax. "My ex boyfriend Geoffrey...he was good, but he was...he loved sex a lot. And I was 144 pounds when I met him. A little over weight, but I looked good. So good. We had our first date and he paid. He was my first boyfriend. After a few months of dating and every date would be dinner he'd take me to his place to give me dessert. It wasn't even sex. It was just a lot of desserts. Like cakes and cookies. I didn't realize until...our first time we had sex that he had a fetish for bigger girls. One day of while he was away at work I snuck around in his office on his computer and found out he was in this chat room for Feeders. Basically...feeders are men...that force feed their Eaters and watch them get big. After awhile, I realized that he was sick. He was wanting me bigger. I was already 180 something at this point and he was wanting me bigger. I was scared. So...I confronted him and he screamed at me. He slapped me. And when I tried to leave he told me to go ahead and be homeless because he'd never take me back. He'd find someone else. It hurt me so much, so I stayed. My mother at the time was dealing with her own things, but finally when it was all over, I was almost 300 pounds. My mother barely recognized me. I told her about Geoffrey and the things he made me do and what he did to me, and she couldn't believe it. She liked Geoffrey. Thought he was so sweet because of the lies I told her over the phone. I-I lied to my mother just so she wouldn't have another worry." I began to cry again. Prince was staring at me and he moved his chair over next to mine. "Don't beat yourself up. You needed someone to love you and you thought him doing that to you was love. First loves never work out, but you can dust yourself off and try again. That's what love is about, baby." I nodded and Prince hugged me. I smelled his cologne on his jacket and felt this rush in my body. "Let's get rid of this and go inside. I think that's enough for tonight." I giggled as we cleaned up what we made. I wasn't tired, and Prince suggested we watch a movie in his room. I ordered us pizzas and changed into my pajamas while I waited to get the pizzas. When they arrived I went back into his room to see him in just the leggings he was wearing. I smiled. "Food's here. I got you vegetarian" Prince smiled and I sat next to him. I got half pepperoni and the other half was his vegetarian. I smiled as he pressed play on a movie. I recognized it as soon as it started playing. "Gone With the Wind, huh?" He smiled. "Yeah I love these movies. They made more than just these. There's one with Timothy Dalton." I was shocked because I didn't know that. We were sitting close watching the movie and eating. As the movie progressed I was laying my head on his shoulder. Prince had the covers pulled up and he was all up into the movie. My mother had shown it to me so many times I knew it by heart. I felt him shift and he held my hand. His fingers locked with mine and I smiled looking up at him. I closed my fingers around his. Prince turned his head and gave me a smile. "You okay?" I nodded. I hadn't felt like this in so long, but he had a girlfriend. The way he was looking at me was making my heart race. "Are there any more secrets you're hiding?" He asked me. I shook my head. "What about you?" He grinned. "I'll tell you mine when I'm ready." The movie was over and he cut the TV off. It was completely dark in his room except for the one candle going. "Prince...?" I picked my head up and felt him shift some. "Yeah?" "Do you love Valerie?" He was laying down next to me and I propped my head up on my elbow. "Honestly...no. She's never here enough for me to love her. So why try? What about you? Do you love someone these days?" I shrugged. "It's hard to find someone new when you're going through your own thing right now. I...I do want to date someone again, but I'm so hurt from the last one. I've lost all trust. I've lost everything with men." Prince rolled over facing me. "I hope the next guy you're with doesn't treat you like that, and if he does...I'll take care of him." I giggled laying my chin on his shoulder. "You can be sweet when you want to be." I could see Prince's face in the dim light and he was looking at me. I looked back at him leaning up some. I could feel the tension in my stomach knowing something was about to happen. I hadn't realized that my hand was playing with his hair and I hadn't realized that we were so close. I leaned down and kissed his lips softly. Just a peck. I could feel his breathing pick up some and he rolled over onto his side to kiss me. I had one hand under his arm with my other hand in his hair. I laid on my back and he got half on top of me. I bit his lip a little and he moaned softly pulling away. "I don't want to rush you, in case this leads to sex." I sat up on my elbows. "I don't think you want to see me naked anyways. After my surgery I'll look much better I promise." Prince sat up on his knees. "We can turn the lights off if it makes you feel comfortable. But I know you're beautiful. I wish you'd believe that." I curled my knees up and Prince sat down beside me. "I know it's gonna take a while to believe that, but baby you are beautiful." He stroked my hair and I just felt so calmed by his voice and words. "Are you sure?" I asked. Prince kissed my temple and smiled at me. "Let me make you feel beautiful. I promise I'll stop when you want me to." I felt reassured. I leaned over kissing him again fixing the covers as we laid down. As we were into our making out session I could feel him inching my shirt up, but I took his hand away. He didn't feel or sound aggravated every time I'd stop him from touching me, but when I started to touch him he stopped with his hands. I kissed on his neck and shoulder as I stroked him sucking his skin. His moans were enough to get me wet and I think my soft moans were enough to get him hard. Prince got hard so quick I was shocked. I slid my pants and panties off before Prince got between my legs. "I'm on the pill, so don't worry. You're clean right?" "Y-Yeah. Just got tested 2 weeks ago." I kissed him and I felt bad that he was completely naked and I was only half naked, but as soon as he gave the first stroke I grabbed onto him for dear life. I moaned right by his ear and he let out this shaky breath. His eyes were watching my face as I closed my eyes and kissed him. Our kiss didn't last long as I covered his jawline in soft kisses feeling the stubble of his hair coming in. "What do you like?" I whispered by his ear. He stopped giving strokes and slowly laid me down. "This isn't about me. I want you to feel good. I'm fine." I put my hands on his chest sliding them up around his back. Prince started stroking faster and I whimpered his name. It drove him to stroke even harder until I was screaming. I was sweating through my shirt and he was sweating on me. I laid back arching my hips watching his eyes. I bit my lip letting him lay fully on me before I felt my orgasm coming. "Prince!" I screamed his name holding onto him. My eyes closed feeling him continuously stroking until I felt him cum, and his orgasm brought me to a second orgasm. I put my face in his neck kissing it over and over. He had gone so stiff from staying in the position for so long that I had to help him lay back down. I giggled and I saw sweat trickling down his neck to his shoulder. I stroked his hair kissing his cheek and he rolled me onto my stomach. "N-No Prince! Wait!" I giggled thinking he wanted another round, but he just laid on my back holding me. Being affectionate and whispering things to me. That's how we fell asleep.