FILTHY RICH HUSBANDS (Collection Of Lust and Love)

Hayden Landon felt great, and he had every reason to. This September, he would begin his final year of college, and he already had a full-time job in his area. There weren't many jobs available in his specialty (American History, Museum Studies), but he found one with respectable beginning pay and opportunities for promotion. His baseball season was going well. Even though he wasn't going anywhere professionally, he enjoyed doing well in the summer league. Aside from after college, it's most likely the beer and pretzel softball league. Hayden smiled as he drove along the interstate.

Yes, everything was going fine.

One other thing: Hayden was in love. Not that brief moment of intense feeling or that line used by every guy who wanted to get laid. No, this was the real thing. On this hot July 4th weekend, he was going to make his feelings known.

Hayden had met Abigail during their sophomore year. They were taking the same US history course. As an education major, she had to, and he did because it was his major. He wasn't sure what it was about her-whatever it was, they hit it off-her auburn hair, her green eyes, her smile, or what. Whatever it was, they hit it off right away. They had a lot in common. He played baseball; honor student, she, who did too. Abigail was an honour student, and he was a student. At first, they never had an "official" date but met for meals, study groups, or just to talk. They enjoyed each other's company. Hayden dated several girls, but they never seemed right. Even the ones he had sex with left him with something missing. Abigail also dated but had no steady guy. She claimed they all wanted to get into her pants, and she wasn't going to give in to just anyone. Her first time would be with the man she loved.

By the end of their junior year, it was just the two of them. No one else. Though things got hot and heavy between them, Abigail was true to her word. Oh sure, there was some pretty serious petting, and a couple times Hayden thought this night was the night, but Abigail wouldn't let go. Hayden left some nights with some pretty blue balls.

As he turned up the long driveway to her house, he had already decided he was going to tell her this weekend.

Hayden had been invited to Abigail's family's traditional July 4th picnic. It was a big deal. Abigail's father, Jayson, was a big wheel in the state's leading political party, and this was his chance to mix business with family. A lot of big wigs would be there. Hayden had met Abigail's folks when they came to visit her at school. Hayden and Jayson didn't hit it off too well. Afterwards, her dad told Abigail that she was too good for Hayden, and besides, he was going nowhere with that career choice of his.

Abigail's mom, Emelyn, was a pure delight. She and Hayden hit it right off, and he could tell she approved of him. He knew where Abigail got her auburn hair and smile from. They say to look at the mother to find out what the daughter will look like in ten years. What Hayden saw pleased him. Emelyn was full figured. Not fat but curvy with just the right amount of weight. Abigail complained that her boobs were too small and her butt was too big, but her mom told her to wait; things would change as she was a late bloomer herself. Abigail's family owned a vast farm, and as Hayden drove near the house, he noticed that there were already a number of people there. He had a moment of doubt about why he was even here, but he reminded himself that he had faced harsher conditions on the field. So he parked the truck, turned off the key, and closed the door. After meeting Abigail, he realized why he came.

As Abigail reached Hayden, she put her arms around him and gave him a deep, long kiss. She broke it long enough to say, "I missed you so!" and then kissed him again. This time, after grinding her pelvis into him so hard, Hayden staggered back into the side of his truck.

"Wow! Where did that come from? I could feel that all the way down to my toes!" Hayden laughed.

Abigail stepped back and gave him a sly grin. Taking his hand, she said, "Come on, you need to meet the rest of my family." With that, they headed off towards the crowd.

Hayden was impressed with the number of people attending a "family" picnic, but then he remembered that Abigail's dad was a politician, so it wasn't all family. As Abigail pulled him through the mass, Hayden could definitely tell who was with which group.

The first family member Abigail introduced Hayden to was her older sister, Jessica. Jessica was 3 years older than Abigail and was married to a contractor. She had a two-year-old daughter and was trying to corral her as Hayden was introduced. Jessica had blonde hair, blue eyes, and a figure like her mom with full breasts and hips. What struck Hayden was her smile. Abigail, her mom, and now Jessica had that same smile and a sparkle in their eyes.

"I am pleased to meet you. I have heard a lot of good things about you," Jessica said. "I hope to see more of you around here." With that, she went off after her daughter.

"Only one more to go, my brother, Joey. You too should hit it off well. He plays baseball for our high school. Pretty good. He's over there."

Joey was standing off casually, sipping on a beer, and watching the goings-on. He flashed that same winning smile as Abigail introduced him. After the usual small talk, Abigail said that she had to help her mom and needed to go. She gave Hayden a kiss and did something unusual for her. As she kissed him, she slid her hand under his shirt and rubbed his stomach. Hayden was totally surprised. As she walked away, she gave him a wink.

Joey offered Hayden a beer, and they walked towards the cooler. They found as they walked that they shared a common love, baseball, and so got quite involved in a discussion of it. They walked around the grounds, talking, and ended up at the horseshoe game. It seemed to draw quite a crowd. Abigail's dad and some other guy were trash talking as they beat all the challengers.

Hayden asked, "Who's that?"

"That's Ranger. He just became a lawyer and is an up-and-coming guy in politics. One of dad's favorites," Joey replied with an air of disgust. "Dated Abigail in high school even though he's older than her. I think more for a connection than anything else. If Dad had his way, he would still be dating her."

With that comment, Hayden said, "Whaaat! You can't be serious?"

"I am. Watch out. He's a real asshole!"

The game just ended with another win by Ranger and Dad.

"All right, who's next for a beatdown? "yelled Ranger. "Come on, candy-asses!"

All the good old boys laughed, but no one stepped forward. Ranger eyed the crowd, which started to break up. His eyes settled on Joey and Hayden.

"Hey Joeymy! Want to try to take me and the old man down?" Ranger exclaimed in a voice that made everyone turn around. Ranger slugged down a cold one. "Come on, get a pair! How about your friend? Does he have any?"

The crowd got quiet. It wasn't funny anymore. It was getting personal. While Ranger rattled on, Abigail's dad stood by, drank his whiskey, and smiled. He was enjoying this.

"That's Abigail's friend. You know the one I told you about, Ranger." Dad laughed. "I doubt if he got any. Some kind of Liberal Arts major."

Hayden felt his blood pressure rise, and he began to say something stupid but stopped. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Abigail coming closer. Her face gave away her feelings. She was scared about what was going to happen. Hayden took a deep breath. "Come on, Joey. Let's give it a go."

As the two walked to the pits, Hayden turned towards Abigail and gave her a wink. It was going to be OK. Hayden also talked to Joey. He reminded him it was just a game, and besides, he had faced bigger and tougher opponents on the ball field.

Ranger yelled down to Dad, "I'll take the college boy. You get Joey." With that, the match started.

It wasn't much of a match. Joey and Hayden didn't get much of a warm-up and lost 21-13. It wasn't really that close. As Ranger and Dad celebrated with a drink and more trash talk, Hayden challenged them.

"How about another game? Two out of three?"

Ranger turned and laughed. He walked up to Hayden and said, "You want another whuppin?"

Hayden stood about 6 feet and was built like a fine-tuned athlete. Ranger was at least 6'3" and a former linebacker at State U until he blew out his knee. Ranger knew how to intimidate.

Hayden wouldn't back down. "How about we make it worthwhile? Say 20 bucks per team."

"You're on, buddy boy."

The word spread pretty fast. Every man was there. Some of the politicians were placing side bets. There was plenty of pressure to go around. The match was back and forth, with no one being able to get ahead by more than four. With 18-17 Hayden and Joey, Joey tossed a ringer, which his dad was unable to cover. The games were tied 1-1.

The two teams took a short break, and Abigail came over to Hayden. "Do you know what you are doing?"

"I hope so," replied Hayden. "A kiss for luck."

The final match started just as tight, but with the score tied at 5, Hayden and Joey threw four unanswered ringers and never looked back. Game, set, match, and 40 dollars. Also, the joy of seeing Ranger and Dad go down. The look on her father's face was worth it. Hayden offered his hand to Ranger, who took one look at him and walked away.

After the match was over, Hayden strolled over to Abigail, who was beaming. "You won!" and she gave him a hug. Joey came over and shook his hand. "Haydens, man." With that, Abigail and Hayden walked towards the house. Hayden needed to clean up. Abigail showed him the bathroom, then she followed him in. Hayden removed his shirt, and as Abigail handed him a towel, she rubbed her hands across his chest.

Hayden grabbed her and kissed her deeply and passionately. Abigail didn't resist. She rubbed her hand across his back. He slid his hands under her shirt and did the same. Hayden went for more. He slid his hands into her pants and began to fondle her ass. Abigail responded by kissing him even stronger and grinding her pelvis into his crotch. Hayden pulled her closer as Abigail broke away from the kiss. She buried her face in his neck and began to take a short, shallow breath. Her hips began to move in response to his hands. They could feel the heat building.

"Abigail! Where are you? Your mother needs your help. Abigail!" said her dad. From the sound of the voice, he wasn't happy.

The moment was gone.

"Coming, Dad. I'll be right there," Abigail answered. She kissed Hayden lightly on the lips and left him standing there.

Hayden's mind was spinning as he walked out of the house. What had just happened? Abigail had attacked him in the bathroom, and it seemed things were moving pretty fast. Where was it all going? Damn her father! He grabbed a cold one and a cheeseburger. He was starving. He also needed to say hello to Abigail's mom, Emelyn.

He found her seated in the shade, seemingly enjoying watching the happenings. "Hello, Mrs. Morris."

"Why, hello, Hayden. And don't call me Mrs. Morris. Call me Emelyn," and she flashed that smile. "It seems you have been causing quite a ruckus."

Hayden began to apologize.

Emelyn raised her hand to stop him. "No need to. Seems those two needed it, especially that Ranger fellow. Don't see what Jayson sees in him. Enough about them. How are things with you?"

Hayden felt right at ease talking with her. He talked about school, his new job, and even his future. Things just flowed until Emelyn asked, "You're quite fond of Abigail, aren't you? I know she is like you."

Hayden was speechless. Suddenly, he couldn't find the words to express the way he felt. Emelyn sensed his uneasiness and changed the subject. "Are you staying the night? It is a long ride for you to go home, isn't it? How long is it?"

"It's 4 hours, and I wasn't planning on staying," replied Hayden.

"Nonsense! You'll stay the night. We'll fix up the extra room. No arguments."

Jessica came by just as the decision was made. She was saying her good-byes. Her daughter Lindsay was getting tired, and they wanted to get home. Jessica had heard that they had just issued a severe thunderstorm warning, and she didn't want to get caught in it. Off to the west, you see thunderstorm clouds building.

Hayden rose to say good-bye. "Sorry, I didn't meet your husband. Was he here?"

Emelyn stifled a cough. "He never comes," replied Jessica. "She doesn't like big gatherings and is too busy with work." With that, she gave Hayden a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. "I have never seen Abigail so happy. You're good for her."

After Jessica left, Hayden went looking for Abigail. A lot of people were leaving, as they too had heard about storms. With fewer people, it was easier to find her. He found her in a heated discussion with Ranger Perry. Hayden wasn't close enough to make out what they were saying, but both were making their feelings known. He decided to wait.

He didn't wait long. Abigail got in the final word and walked off. He ran to catch her.

"Are you OK? He asked.

"No!" she replied. "He is such an ass. He said now that he is a lawyer and settled, he thinks that he and I should get back together. The nerve of him! We never were together. He makes me so mad! Wait! You're not going now, are you?"

"No, your mom said we could fix up the extra room or something. She doesn't want me driving 4 hours in the coming storm."

"That's great. Let's go help mom clean, then we'll get that room ready."

It wasn't until close to 10 p.m. that everything was cleaned up. Hayden helped out in the kitchen and put away some things. He had a chance to talk to Abigail's mom. She was really down to earth. Hayden caught her by surprise when the radio they were listening to played a disco song. He grabbed her hand and started dancing around the kitchen. It was only for a few minutes, and when they stopped, they were both laughing.

Abigail came in to see what all the commotion was.

"My, young man, I haven't danced like that, well, ever," Emelyn said, catching her breath.

"My pleasure, ma'am," Hayden bowed.

"Don't let this one go," Emelyn said, turning to Abigail, who just smiled.

He never saw Abigail's dad, and he began to feel that he had earned some more negative points with him. Beat him at horseshoes, basically embarrassing him in front of his cronies, helping clean up and not sitting on the front porch swapping stories, smoking cigars, and drinking whisky with the boys. Ranger was there. When Ranger left, he made sure he said his goodbyes to Abigail and her mom. They seemed to be happy to see him go. The fact that Hayden was staying didn't go well. He overheard how he could miss it and Dad's objections to it, but Emelyn said he was staying, and that's it.

The storm seemed to be cooking up and moving closer as Abigail showed Hayden his room. It was a room in the attic that wasn't used much. It was clean. The bed was good, and there were two windows he could open. He needed to, as it was quite warm. Abigail asked him if he needed anything and then gave him a kiss on the cheek as she said good night.

Hayden needed to think. As he lay on the bed in his boxers, the breeze from the opening window was blowing over him, and he tried to make sense of today. He never got a chance to talk to Abigail and tell her how he felt. Abigail's behaviour was so different today than at any other time. Starting with the kiss when he first arrived and the moment in the bathroom just a few minutes ago, what was going on?

As he lay there, trying to sort things out, Abigail's voice called out quietly from the bottom of the stairs.

"Hayden, are you awake? Can I come up?"

"Sure," Hayden replied, but there was an air of confusion in his voice.

Abigail turned on the light at the bottom of the stairs. Hayden could see Abigail in the soft light it gave off. He could see that she was wearing a cotton t-shirt that barely covered her ass, and as she lay down on the bed, he could smell the shampoo in her hair. She had just finished a quick shower.

Abigail laid on her stomach across the bed so she could look out the window. This way, it caused her shirt to ride up, reviling her ass cheeks. As Hayden shifted to lie next to her, he could see them clearly, but in the dim light, he wasn't sure if she was naked or wearing a thong. Whichever it was, her ass was perfect. It was a good thing he was on his stomach because his shaft began to grow. When Abigail moved closer to him so they were touching, it grew harder.

Abigail found herself talking about the weather outside. She suddenly realised how nervous she was. She was about to take a big step, and she hoped she didn't disappoint Hayden. She was now afraid that she might mess up a good thing, and she didn't want that. So she rolled on her side to face Hayden and began to speak. Before she could, Hayden kissed her. She knew it was the right decision.

After the kiss, Hayden pulled away and gave her a look as if to ask if she was OK. Abigail stood up and pulled her shirt over her head. For the first time, she was naked before a man, and it felt right. She lay back down on the bed and smiled at him.

Hayden knew it too. This was not like others he had been with. This wasn't about feeling good or the physical sensation of good sex. No, this was about making love. True love. His whole being and senses were filled with her presence, her smell, her skin, her hair, her heart, and her soul. He began to gently kiss her. Her mouth, then her neck and her shoulders, slowly working to her breasts and nipples. While he was kissing her, his hands were exploring the soft curves of her hips and legs, gradually working his way up to her folds. She was already wet, and he let out a soft moan as he touched her. He moved his hands up to her breasts and started kissing his way down her body. Abigail reached her hands up and placed them over his, making him squeeze her breasts harder and roll her nipples between his fingers. Hayden's mouth reached her folds, and he was delighted to find she was all auburn, soft, and downy. She spread her legs wider.