Bitter Cuts (4 page)

“Must have been hard for
you as well,” said George.

“Very much so,” replied
Olivia. “It's difficult to tell someone how much you really love
them when you've just ripped their soul apart. I could only hope in
time he'd understand, and that he'd find someone who'd take him as
he was, and for everything wonderful that he is. So, as I was
ostracized by most of our friends, I decided to spend my free time
working and saving up to come out here. ”

“Cruel to be kind, I
guess?”

“But the cruel part is the
hardest to live with. Zack ended up doing pretty well. I get the
news from the few friends that've kept in touch with me out here.
He started dating one of my best friends shortly after I left,
Susan Frankel. I suspect they actually started dating before that,
but to both their credit, they kept it pretty low key until I was
gone. They're engaged to be married in the spring of next
year.”

“You're not even a little
hurt?

“Just a small part of me,
but it's the part that knows it would have been wrong to keep him.
Zack and Susan are a really great match, too, in fact, I still keep
in touch with Susan from time to time. They're both content to stay
where they are and never leave. And there's nothing wrong with
that, either. It's just not who I am.”

Olivia and George began to talk
about the salon and the goings-on within. She spoke of the schemes
and kickbacks Theodore and Alexis had cooked up, such as selling
product and pocketing the money for themselves, and gave
suggestions about how Bitter Cuts could be better run, both from a
styling and management perspective. “How did you … a military hero
… ever end up in this business?” she asked George.

“Like I said, the twins
were set on coming out here. Theo, well, he was always annoying,
but he did know his stuff about fashion and style, and Alexis had a
head for business. They asked my parents for the start up money for
the salon, but when they refused, thinking it would be throwing
good money out to bad, they contacted me at college. I figured the
two of them could make something as crazy as a beauty shop in
California work, so I agreed to sign on as a silent
partner.”

“Looks like your folks
might have been right about those two.”

“Well, it's parents that
always know best,” replied George.

The meal and the evening
containing it came to an end all too quickly. It was about eleven
when George drove Olivia back to the salon to get her car. “You
know, I looked over more than just financial records today,” said
George. “I saw you've got tomorrow off,”

“And what are you
insinuating?” asked Olivia.

“Would you like to come
back to my place tonight?”

“Get the fat girl a slab
of veal, and she'll put out … is that it?” said Olivia.

“No, it's not … that's not
…,”

“Oh, so you don't think of
me at all that way?”

“Yeah, I do, I mean … I
…,” he struggled.

“So then, you want to
sexually harass your employees?”

George stopped for a minute to
collect himself. “Is there anything I can say that wouldn't dig a
larger hole?”

“Doubtful,” she
said,
laughing
at his reply. She was more than a bit flattered, as this
was the first time she'd seen George at a loss for words. “Here's
the truth: Remember how I told you I was taking continuing
education? I finished my courses last month, and my cosmetology
boards are in the morning.”

“You liked watching me
squirm a bit, didn't you?”

“Makes us even for your
stalking, I'd say,” she replied, as she approached George and
kissed him softly on the lips at first, then went in for a deep
French kiss, which seemed to last for hours. She pulled away from
him and walked towards her vehicle. “Have faith, sailor boy,” she
said. “Your ship just might come in before you know it.”

“This has been the best
evening I've had in a good while, Olivia,” said George, walking
towards her.

“It's been a long time
coming for me, too,” she replied, kissing him again. “But I've
really got to get some sleep.” Olivia entered her car and rolled
down the window to say goodbye for the night.

“Good luck on your boards,
you know I'll wait for you, ” said George, leaning into the window
for a final kiss.

Olivia returned his embrace.
“You know if I didn't have them, I'd be in your bed right now.”
Olivia and George ended their kiss, and he backed away from the
car, watching her drive off into the darkness before entering his
own vehicle and heading back home.

* * * * *

Olivia walked out of the
local community college grinning from ear to ear. She'd passed her
boards with flying colors, and had one of the highest scores the
program had seen in years.
How
could this day get any better,
she asked
herself. She received her answer almost immediately, as she looked
up and saw George before her, leaning against his car, holding a
dozen roses in his hands. She looked down and smiled, then ran into
his arms.

“You might have wasted
your money on these,” she said, taking the flowers from
him.

“I had faith you'd do
well,” he replied, kissing her on the cheek.

“I didn't … I was a total
wreck this morning. I'm kind of glad you didn't see me in that
state,” she said.

“Kind of glad?” he
asked.

“Part of me, a big part,
wanted nothing more than to wake up beside you,” replied
Olivia.

“I know that feeling very
well,” he said. “Feel up for a victory lunch?”

“Yeah, that sounds good.
But let's go somewhere that's a little quieter than Paolo's,
okay?”

“I was thinking something
a little more private myself,” he replied.

“I can tell,” she
smiled.

“Would you like to see my
place? We could find something to munch on there.”

“Mm-hmm, I'm quite sure we
can,” replied Olivia, kissing George deeply. “I think that'll work
just fine for me.”

George and Olivia went to his
condo. “Very posh,” she said, running her fingers along the leather
couch before reclining into one of the arms. “It's so soft, too!
How'd you get a place like this together in such a short time?”

“I had Theo start looking
for something when I got my orders to come home.”

“Well, you've got to give
it to those queens. They can be bitchy, but they sure know what
they're doing when it comes to style.”

“Theo's actually a pretty
good guy at heart. He just tends to hang on Alexis' word a little
too much. He always has, but he's pretty cool when they're not
together.”

“I find that a little hard
to believe,” she replied.

“If you get to know him
apart from our sister, you might actually like him.”

“Maybe one of these days,”
said Olivia. “But let's not talk about them today. What have to got
for lunch?” she asked, walking into the kitchen.

“Mostly leftovers,” he
replied. “I just don't get much time to stock up the
refrigerator.”

“It does look pretty sad
around here,” she said, leaning into him and wrapping her arms
around his torso.

George turned himself around. “I
did promise you lunch, though. I guess we'll have to eat out.”

Olivia pulled George closer into
her. “I guess we'll have to do just that,” she said, walking back
to the sofa, sitting on it seductively and crossing her legs. “But
… we can do that right here, can't we?”

George left the kitchen and sat
down beside Olivia. “You think we're ready for this?” he asked. “I
mean, I don't want either of us to feel like I'm taking advantage
of an employee.”

“George, I don't feel like
that, and I don't want you to think this is about getting ahead at
the salon or anything. What happens here stays here. As far as
Bitter Cuts goes, it's my opinion you need to make some major
changes. That's your business, though, and those are your decisions
to make.” Olivia kissed George softly on the cheeks, and then on
his lips. As far as we're concerned, right here and now, I know I'm
ready,” she replied. “More than ready. I haven't been with a guy
since leaving home.”

“And I haven't been with
anyone since shipping out for the war,” he replied. “So where do we
go from here?”

“We go … over here,” she
replied, kissing him softly on the lips. “And then venture over …
here,” moving her mouth down to his neck. “And finally … here,” she
said again, grabbing his stiffening cock and stroking it gently
through his slacks. George and Olivia began kissing deeply, and
slid down into the couch. He moved on top of her. Olivia grabbed
his hair in her hands as they two continued making out
passionately, fondling one another through their clothing. George
rubbed her breasts together and teased her nipples through her
blouse as she spread her thick, creamy thighs apart and caressed
the side his leg with her own. George rolled over and let Olivia
get on top of him, where she unbuttoned his shirt and kissed him on
each increasing area of skin until his shirt was completely opened.
Olivia teased his nipples with her tongue before surrounding them
with her soft, full lips and sucked on them. George moaned in
pleasure as she worked her oral magic around his chest, and he
squeezed her voluptuous ass as she grinded on top of him. “Think
you're ready for me?” she asked, feeling his hard shaft, already
knowing the answer.

She got up from him and took his
hand, as he led her back to the bedroom. George sat on the bed as
Olivia lightly straddled him and removed her blouse, to reveal the
black lace bra which held her massive, soft breasts. George cupped
them and began to kiss the tops of her tits as Olivia brought him
in closer. He grabbed her skirt and pulled it down to the floor,
and in moments he was face to face with her matching panties. He
looked up and her, and she smiled, running her fingers through his
hair in anticipation of activities to come. George stood up from
the bed and kissed Olivia deeply, then sat her down on the edge,
teasing her thighs with his tongue before slowly removing the lace
from her hips. He kissed and sucked all around the tops of her
legs, as she leaned back and spread them, ready for him to unleash
his love on her.

George ran the tip of his tongue
along the crease near her soft, wet pussy, and then grazed her
gently with his tongue before he started to move around in circles
inside her. Olivia grabbed her tits, squeezed her nipples and
arched her back as George continued to go down on her. George put
two fingers inside of her, felling her silky juices flow down into
his palm as he worked her G-spot. Olivia moaned softly at first,
and then a bit louder as George flicked her clit with his tongue,
bringing her closer and closer to climax. Olivia groaned in
pleasure as she grabbed the back of George's hair and moved him up
and down as she was beginning to come. George licked and circled
his tongue faster and faster, tasting her wetness and her sweat
that was dripping down onto his face, going with Olivia's cues as
she thrust her hips and ass into him harder and harder until she
exploded into orgasm with loud moan. She pushed George's face into
her as she squeezed her thighs tightly around his face and moved
him slowly up and down, shaking and twitching until she'd ridden
the final wave of her climax and collapsed breathlessly on the
bed.

George held her closely and
continued to kiss along her neck and the side of her torso, all the
way down to her full hips. Olivia didn't stay at rest for long, as
she jumped up from her reclined position and threw George on his
back. She moved down toward his rock hard prick and teased the head
with little licks all around before taking his head into her soft,
wet mouth. George threw his head back in pleasure, wanting Olivia
to go further down, but she kept taunting him, as she looked back
and took her time with his cock. She straddled his torso and
enveloped his prick with her huge breasts, pushing them together
and moving up and down, giving his cock little sucks when they
reached her mouth. She finally took his cock into her mouth and
went all the way down, playing with his balls as he continued to
moan and started to finger her pussy, still wet, engorged with
arousal. Olivia moaned and hummed around his cock as she
anticipated George being inside of her. She worked her mouth faster
and faster, up and down his shaft until she had to have him. Olivia
took George's shaft out of her mouth and inched herself downward a
bit, lifting herself up and moving herself over his cock. She
worked George inside her sweet, wet pussy, and slowly lowered
herself all the way down until he was balls deep inside of her. She
squated over him for a minute, playing with his balls and rubbing
her clit, before working her hips seductively and bringing his dick
in and out of her slowly.

Olivia looked back at George and
bit her lower lip, as George squeezed her soft round ass. She
licked her finger and brought it behind her, gently inserting it
into her most private of areas, letting him know exactly what she
wanted him to do. He sucked on his finger as well, making it well
lubricated before teasing her asshole with it, then he pushed it
slowly inside her. Olivia threw her head back as she felt George's
finger inside her, and rose herself up to ride him, thrusting her
hips faster and faster, giving George what he could only dream of
in the deserts of the Middle East. She leaned back and sat herself
on her hands, continuing to move her pussy up and down George's
shaft. George grabbed her mounds of flesh and squeezed them as
salty sweat from Olivia's back rained on George's chest.