Jakob and Jessie, Part 4

Chapter 1

From the minute he’d gotten the Sheriff’s phone call Jakob had known what he had to do. It was like killing a rabid dog or the feral hogs that had threatened his father’s stock. It was either kill Howard Holmes or live their lives in fear—fear that he’d get out of prison and hunt them down to wreak his “revenge.” In the end he’d done what he had to. He had rescued Jessie, his wife of less than a day, from a certain death at the hands of her father. Jakob had carried Jessie, insisting she keep her eyes closed until they were seated in the living room to spare her from the gore of her father’s death. He returned to the bedroom for a tee to cover Jessie’s naked body before phoning 911. It was only a few minutes before the police arrived, sirens blaring. Right behind the cops were Jakob’s parents. They took Jessie in tow, removing her from the scene. She couldn’t answer any questions–she’d slept through most of it and hidden under the bed for the rest. Jakob stayed behind to speak with the police. He was just about to tell them of the Sheriff’s phone call warning him of Howard’s jail house threats when the Sheriff entered the room. Jakob was questioned, but when the cops saw the bedroom ceiling, destroyed by Howard’s shotgun blast, there was no question that it was a case of self defense. If there were any doubts they were dispelled by the Sheriff’s statement. All the same, it was after five a.m. before the police left. The hallway and bedroom were a mess. The shotgun had destroyed the ceiling, leaving a two foot hole while the hallway walls and floor were covered in Howard’s blood. Jakob drove to his parents’ home to rest in anticipation of cleaning the house and fixing the ceiling. However, when hi s Dad saw the house the next day he insisted on hiring professionals to do the job.

Jakob and Jessie rested throughout the day frustrated that they couldn’t make love in his parents’ home. They even had to wear pajamas, something they never did on their own. They used the opportunity the repairs gave them to drive to the State University in search of an apartment. It was about a three hour drive so they planned to stay overnight, at least one night—probably more– reserving a motel room before they left. Jessie snuggled next to Jakob as the truck roared down the interstate, her head on his shoulder. Jakob put his arm around her; she moved it to her breast, lifting her top so he could feel her silky smooth skin. She led his hand to her hard nipple, closing her eyes and moaning softly when they met. “You know, we are married,” he said, squeezing her breast and gently rubbing her nipple, “we have all kinds of time for this.”

“Yeah,” she replied, kissing his neck and licking his ear, “but I love it when you touch me. Married or not, I can’t get enough of you. You know that. Why don’t you pull over so we can play around? After the last day and a half I could really use some loving.”

“Well, I might, but there’s a cop about a half mile back and if we pull over he’ll be right behind us.” Jessie twisted around, peering out the rear window. “I don’t see anything back there. You just made that up!”

“Yeah… I did, but if you really want to stop there’s a rest area about eight miles ahead. We can stop there. If I remember right it’s about half way to the University, OK? We can use the facilities, take some Cokes from the cooler and sit at a picnic table.”

“And then, can we…?”

“Let’s wait and see if there are many people there.” The drive only took about ten minutes. Jessie was discouraged when she saw how crowded the parking lot was. She and Jakob hit the rest rooms and then returned for the cooler. Jakob carried it to the picnic area. They found a clean table under a cool stand of pines. Best of all the area was deserted. Jessie sat down on the table, spread her legs, and motioned to Jakob, pointing to her pussy. Jakob raised his eyebrows but did as he was asked. He peeked around then ducked his head under Jessie’s skirt. In a second his head popped back out. “I was wondering why you wore a skirt—but–no panties?”

“Nope… like you I like to plan ahead. Now get under there and eat me!” Jakob took one last look around and ducked under again. He spread her labia carefully with his fingers, noticing how wet she was. His tongue cleaned the tiny droplets of nectar from her lips. Licking up and down he elicited several low moans from Jessie. He paused to ask, “You will tell me if anyone comes by, won’t you?”

“Shut up and get back to work…please,” she begged. Jakob pointed his tongue and entered Jessie’s canal. He was instantly rewarded with oodles of yummy pussy juice as Jessie pushed her hips forward, pulling Jakob’s face into closer contact with her cunt. Jakob fucked her fast and hard with his tongue, sucking her clean, while tickling her clit with his fingers. “Oh…Jakob…harder–faster!” Jakob knew he was getting results when Jessie started to shake. Little tremors spread throughout her body. Jakob moved his attentions to Jessie’s swollen clit. He sucked her hard button into his mouth, nibbling, sucking and licking her. Suddenly Jessie froze motionless until her orgasm claimed control of her body and she shook violently, like a screen door in a tornado. It went on for almost a minute before slowly abating. Jakob climbed up to the picnic bench, pausing to give his new wife a deep passionate kiss. It was none too soon as an elderly woman approached. “Oh, you young people; I envy you. There’s nothing like young love.” They both smiled sheepishly in response.

Chapter 2

They arrived at the university in early afternoon. First, hand in hand, they went to the admissions office. Jessie informed them of their marriage and her ensuing name change. Jakob asked how to find an apartment. The clerk gave him a list of possibilities solicited from local realtors. Most were within their price range but one stood out—a small cottage on a farm about a mile from campus. They went there first. The owner was skeptical about renting to a student couple but was satisfied when Jessie showed him her rings and their marriage certificate. When he learned that Jakob was an Ag student, that sealed the deal. The cottage was basic, standing alone in a small grove of fruit trees, but contained everything they needed—a small living room with couch, arm chair and TV; an eat-in kitchen with fairly modern appliances and a basic table with four chairs; two bedrooms—one large and one small, suitable for two desks and computers—and,, of course, a bathroom. Jakob laughed when he entered the master bedroom and saw the twin beds. When the owner looked confused he explained, “We’ve only been married three days.” The owner simply smiled, “I guess you’ll be wanting your own bed. I’ll take these out and store them.” The front of the cottage featured a low roofed porch similar to the one at the Webster farmhouse they lived in now. Best of all, it was about 500 yards away from their nearest neighbor so they would have plenty of quiet for studying and privacy for their sexual experimentation, something they were both committed to. They wanted to do everything with each other—absolutely everything.

They negotiated a rental for the ten-month school year and were pleased when the owner said they could move their stuff in any time. It was almost five in the afternoon so they drove directly to their motel. Their room was pretty much standard with a king bed and a small sitting area. The price was reasonable; peak season came during football and basketball seasons. Once they had taken their bags in Jessie gave Jakob that look– you know the one– the “fuck me” look. Jakob took her into his arms. “Have I thanked you for saving my life?” Jessie whispered as she nibbled on his ear.

“Not yet, but I have a feeling you’re about to.”

“Oh, yes, you can bet on it,” she grinned as she pulled his shirt out of his shorts before undoing his belt.