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A Lesson Learned	By : ffoxxy Category: 1 through F > As Time Goes By Views: 5179 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own As Time Goes By, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Part 1
- 2-Part 2
- 3-Part 3
- 4-Part 4
- 5-Part 5
- 6-Part 6
- 7-Part 7
- 8-Part 8
- 9-Part 9
- 10-Part 10
- 11-Part 11
- 12-Part 12
- 13-Part 13
- 14-The End
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This is primarily Jean and Lionel, hence the M/F code, but there will be another character added making it M/M at times, and then M/F/M...you�ll see what I mean as the story goes along.

A Lesson Learned

Part 1

�I love you.� Jean sweetly whispered to Lionel before placing a quick kiss on his waiting lips.

�I love you, too.� Lionel smiled at her before capturing her retreating lips in a much deeper kiss. Breaking from the kiss at the sound of a knock on the door, he growled. �It can only be one person�Alistair.�

�Be nice, big guy. He could have arrived much earlier.� Jean purred with a knowing twinkle in her eye, remembering what they had been doing only a few short moments before.

Lionel growled again, but gave Jean a look letting her know that he remembered what they had been doing earlier as well. �Yes, you�re right.� He finally agreed. �Are you coming here tonight?�

Jean moved closer, pressing her body tightly against his and looked up into his adoring eyes. �Oh, I�ll be coming alright.�

Lionel groaned, his cock hardening in response to her body pressed so tightly against his and the sultry look in her eyes. �Heaven, Love. You�ll be the death of me.� He caressed her cheek. �I�ll make sure that you come, but will it be here in my bed or at your place in your bed?� his hands caressed down her back and cupped her ass, giving each cheek a few gentle squeezes.

�Mmm, Love, if you don�t stop and answer the door, Alistair is going to beat it down.� Jean had to close her eyes to keep herself from unzipping Lionel�s pants and sucking his raging cock right there where they stood.

�Just a moment, Alistair.� Lionel called out as he unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out.

�Lionel, Alistair.� Jean breathed, her mouth already watering with the desire to feel his cock filling it.

Lionel gripped his cock and moved back a step. �Alistair can wait.� He growled. �Suck me, Jean. I want to know that you�re going to work with my cum on your lips.�

Jean licked her lips, her eyes glazing over with lust as she gave in and silenced her sensible side which was telling her that they couldn�t do this and leave Alistair standing outside the door. Kneeling down, her mouth immediately wrapped around the proud dripping cock before her, taking it all the way in until the swelled tip slipped into her throat.

�Yesss.� Lionel hissed through clenched teeth, trying to keep his reactions quiet so Alistair wouldn�t hear. �Oh god, Jean, hurry.� He pumped his hips against her, fucking her mouth.

Jean rested her hands on Lionel�s hips, letting him fuck her mouth, but keeping his movements in check to keep from gagging. Holding the tip of her tongue up at just the right angle, it scraped along Lionel�s cock with each forward and back movement he made. Tasting the tangy salty flavor of his cum, she hummed deep in her throat in anticipation, knowing that Lionel was only moments from coming.

�Suck my cock, Jean. Suck the cum out of my hard cock down that tight throat.� Lionel growled at her, his hands holding her head as his hips thrust faster, the feel of Jean�s throat contracting around the swelled head of his cock, as it bumped the back of her throat before slipping down, was all he needed to send him over the edge. �I�m coming. Oh fuck, I�m coming!� his cry was strangled as he desperately tried to stifle the sound.

Jean swallowed over and over and over again as hot jets of cum shot down her throat, filling her stomach. Pulling back, she let Lionel�s now satisfied cock, slowly slide from her mouth. As the head left the heat of her mouth, she gave it a gentle suck, licked the still dripping tip then placed an appreciative kiss over the same spot before standing up.

�Perfect breakfast topper.� She whispered on a breathy sigh.

Lionel opened his eyes and looked down at Jean. Still trying to get his breathing under control, he wondered just how long they had made Alistair stand outside the flat�s door. Swallowing hard when Jean�s tongue flicked out to catch a drop of cum that had landed just below her bottom lip as his cock left her lips, he moaned. �I wish I could bury my tongue in your pussy before you go.�

�So do I.� Jean sighed. �I�m so wet, Lionel. Will you be by the office later?�

�I�ll be there as soon as I get rid of Alistair.�

�I�ll be waiting. Hurry.�

Lionel kissed Jean�s cheek as they moved to the door. �Put a mint in your mouth before you get to work.�

Jean licked her lips. �I will.� She patted his ass then turned to open the door.

�Alistair.� Jean greeted and quickly stepped around him.

Alistair stared at the retreating Jean, his cock stirring at the sight of her shapely ass and hips as they swayed sexily with each step she took toward the lift. Finally losing sight of the object of his desire, he turned back to Lionel. What had been going on? The faint smell that drifted up into his nostrils was a smell he would know anywhere. Looking more closely at Lionel, and remembering the slickness of Jean�s lips and the way her hair was mussed, Alistair knew that Lionel had just gotten a quick, but obviously satisfying, blow job. Hey, hey! He thought, his mind already forming a plan to get Jean to suck his cock�or maybe even better�a plan to get his cock in Jean�s pussy.

Lionel watched Alistair watching Jean and squinted his eyes at the man, a look of anger on his face. He was getting tired of the young publisher trying to chat Jean right into his bed. Seeing Alistair turn his attention back inside, Lionel quickly wiped the look from his face, replacing it with the one Alistair was used to seeing.

�Alistair. Sorry for the wait. What is it that brings you here so early?� he tried to sound polite, but wasn�t sure he�d accomplished much when Alistair raised an eyebrow at him.

�Do I have to have a reason to visit my main man, Li?�

�Yes.� Lionel answered curtly.

�Did I interrupt you and the Lovely Lady?� Alistair�s eyes danced with mirth, his mind already putting the finishing touches on his plan to bed Jean; Li or no Li.

�What do you want, Alistair? I have a few errands that need to be taken care of this morning, so get on with it, whatever it is.� Lionel groused, his already aggravated state growing more so by the minute. He could practically hear the gears turning in Alistair�s mind and knew that the young publisher was just about finished with his plan to fuck Jean.

Well, I have news, Mr. Deacon, you aren�t going to get your way�at least not as easily as you think. Lionel thought to himself as he listened to Alistair�s explanation for why he was there so early in the morning. A plan was forming quite nicely in Lionel�s mind as to how he could get it through the boy�s mind that Jean was off limits.

�Are you going to ask the lovely lady for a girl?� Alistair finally finished, completely unaware that Lionel had only been half listening.

�Of course. What kind of imbecilic question was that? Why would I use any other service?�

�Just checking, Li. I thought if you didn�t want to use Type for You again, that I would offer one of my girls.� Alistair grinned. �You know�hey, hey.�

�Goodbye, Alistair.� Lionel growled as he nudged the young man back out the door. He was afraid if the young man stayed any longer, his temper would get the best of him. Hearing Alistair calling Jean, Lovely lady, more than once in just a few short minutes, was almost more than he could take. He hated how Alistair said the sobriquet. It always seemed to ooze lust, and Jean wasn�t Alistair�s to lust after, her body�her heart�belonged to Lionel; ring or no ring.

�Bye, Li.� Alistair waved and walked in his usual brisk stride to the lift. He had errands this afternoon, too, and one of them included a special stop at a certain secretarial agency to see a certain sexy woman.

Lionel didn�t even bother to return the parting words, he just closed the door rather loudly and gritted his teeth. Leaning against the door, he put the final touches on his plan then pushed off the door and went to call for a taxi.

Going into his bedroom, he smiled at the rumpled sheets as his cock responded to the memories of why the sheets were in such a state. Patting his hardening cock, he pulled the sheets off and went to get fresh ones, dropping the used ones in the hamper on the way. �Soon, very soon. We�re going to be buried deep in her wet pussy, very soon.�

to be continued��
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