Caleb
Napa Valley
“I’m in love with Layanna,” she blurted out.
“I know, me too,” we laughed as I rubbed her soft hand.
“There’s something about her, Cal, she— she’s, I can’t explain it,” she turned to look at me.
“She makes you want to love and be loved, but not only that, she makes it easy to do both. The night of the Gala I had no idea how I would feel watching her be pleased by someone other than me, I was prepared for jealousy to surge through and make me put y’all asses out my house then fuck my woman to sleep,” laughter erupting from us both yet again, “But the whole time she was being pleased, I could still feel the love and adoration should held for me, I knew then that the space I held in her life was just for me, and that love made me want to give her everything she could ever dream of,” I smiled.
“That’s the perfect way to describe her. I know that my place in her world is for me, and to be such a beautiful soul that you can love multiple people and fulfill them completely, we’re blessed to have her.”
“We’re blessed to have each other,” I looked at Dana, “Getting to reconnect with you in this capacity has been a beautiful journey. Your confidence, your softness, the way you tell corny dad jokes, the way you smile when you see me,” leaning over to whisper in her ear, “The mess you make when I stroke in and out of you. I’m in love with you Danna Averies,” pulling her face to mine to kiss her not caring who was watching.
Pulling back, she had a silly, love-struck grin on her face that caused me to plaster a similar smile on my face.
“Dana, in high school, were you attracted to women?”
“Was I? I was scissoring other girls before I had sex with a man,” she chuckled, “Cal, I believe one of the biggest roles in my insecurities and jealousy was my fear of living in my truth. I was afraid of what my parents would think and what the other kids at school would say. Times were vastly different, and being a “bull dagger” carried a stigma, especially amongst other girls. I didn’t want girls whispering about me or acting weird when I was in the locker room when we had PE, so I kept it buried and would have fun with other girls who were in the closet.
Funny enough, after you dumped me, my parents came home to me crying in my room, and when I told them what happened, they had these shocked expressions on their faces.
When I finally came out to them when I was 16 they told me how shocked they were that I was dating you because they just knew I was a lesbian,” I couldn’t help myself, I tipped my head back and laughed causing Dana to pop me on the arm, “It’s not that damn funny,” she said.
“Nah, it is though. Back then there would be times we were together and a bad lil joint would walk by us and you would cock your head to the side and bite your bottom lip just like a nigga who saw something he liked,” this time it was her turn to laugh as she explained that her parents said that was one of the telltale signs for them as well.
“As a matter of fact, I was pissed when you got with Maria because I wanted to see how good she tasted and your big man on campus face ass took my girl,” we were in first class laughing like we were at a comedy show, “Over the years I prayed to whatever heathen God there was that you and Maria would let me be a unicorn for y’all, but the energy never presented itself as that so I was good just being a friend y’all invited to the dope ass parties the two of you would throw,” she smiled.
We spent the rest of the flight talking and laughing, and she’d mentioned that she was laying the groundwork to start her own wine brand.
She had been doing her research, traveling to different vineyards across the country and out of the country.
My head exploded when she told me she had been attending The Court of Master Sommeliers to become a Master Sommelier, saying the only way to have the best brand of wines was to have the proper education, to understand food and wine pairings, to understand grapes, seasons and how they impacted vineyards, bottle types and even the appropriate stemware to enjoy wine best. She was passionate as she talked, her eyes sparkling and face glowing, the pride she displayed was going to make this trip all the more special.
Dana had first mentioned this venture to Yanna, who then got with Ahmir and me to present the idea of gifting her three hundred thousand dollars to help get her venture off the ground.
Not to be arrogant, but that was small money to us all, and so we planned to present her with a check for half a million to work on bringing her wine brand to fruition.
The captain announced that we were starting our final descent into San Francisco.
Danna leaned over and kissed me sweetly as she thanked me for inviting her to tag along.
After we’d gotten our bags, we headed to our car service so we could head to Napa Valley. Noticing we weren’t heading to any of the hotels she’d stayed in while visiting previously, she finally asked, “Cal, where are we staying?”
“The Four Seasons, in Napa Valley,” I answered, causing her body to go completely still.
“Caleb, do not play with me, seriously, where are we staying?” Repeating her previous question.
“We’re staying at the Four Seasons Resort and Residences Napa Valley,” I joined her in the game of repeat that.
“Why are we? I thought you said you,” she stuttered over her words.
“Dana, I don’t have a business meeting to attend; this trip is all about you.
We’re spending the weekend in Napa Valley, where I’m taking you on a hot air balloon date, a tour of the vineyard, and a private wine tasting with Four Seasons master sommelier Derek Stevenson,” she stared at me as her eyes watered and the tears fell.
“Baby, what’s wrong?” concern covering my face.
“I just, this is so amazing,” she was still trying to collect her thoughts.
“Dana, Ahmir, and I planned it because you deserve to have us doting over you.”
Sniffling and wiping her eyes, she asked, “Can I suck your dick now?” Causing me to choke as I began to laugh, as we continued to talk for the hour and twenty-minute drive to the resort.
The early morning flight was intentional as our hot air balloon ride was scheduled for late morning.
Pulling up to the balloon lift-off location, Dana had a look of pure joy on her face as we met our aeronaut and made our way to our beautifully massive transportation for the morning.
The views when you’re over 1,000 feet in the air are breathtaking.
Dana had taken so many beautiful photographs, even planning to print and frame some of them.
I managed to capture her beauty as well, taking some of the most gorgeous candid shots of her that I knew Yanna and Ahmir would love.
We spent four hours digesting the beauty of the skies and the world beneath us before the ride came to an end, and we made it to our villa to relax before our private wine tasting.
Though it was just the two of us, I booked a three-bedroom villa with a hot tub overlooking the estate vineyard and the neighboring vineyard.
After showering, we decided to relax in the hot tub and enjoy a glass of wine or two.
“I could spend the rest of my life here,” her voice soft and whimsical as we overlooked the vineyard.
“Absolutely, imagine coming home to this view after a long day or week of work,” I agreed as she made her way between my legs, sitting her glass on the side of the hot tub, wrapping her arms around my neck.
I pulled her closer into me as I traced my fingers up and down her soft and supple skin, causing her to moan softly against my lips.
“You,” kiss.
“Make,” kiss.
“Me,” kiss.
“So,” kiss.
“Weak,” kiss.
“For a kiss.
“You,” kiss.
This level of intimacy with the vineyard as a backdrop was perfect for lovemaking. As I turned her back to me, I slid my hand in her bikini bottoms to find her pussy slick with desire as I slid my fingers up and down her puffy lips.
“Daddyyyyyy,” she cried out, her pussy gripping my fingers as I slipped two inside her and twisted them in and out until her body began to quiver beneath me.
“Be a good girl and wet my hand up so I can make love to you,” I demanded gruffly as I managed to use my free hand to release my painfully hard dick, stroking the precum to the head. Before the words could leave her mouth, I felt her orgasm take over her body, and her cream sliding down my hand.
“I knew you were daddy’s good girl, give it all here so I can give you deep strokes as we overlook the vineyard,” I encouraged.
“I’m cumming, baby I’m cummingggggg, mmmmmmmm,” she moaned out, still riding my fingers. Before her orgasm could fully subside, I slid her bottom to the side and stuffed every inch I had in her warm, drenched pussy that was still spasming from her orgasm, and nearly nutted my damn self.
“I love the way you feel wrapped around my dick,” talking her through it, shit talking us through it because she felt so good, my head fell back moaning, “Fuckkkkkkkkkkkkk.”
“Open your eyes and watch me grind all over this big ass dick,” she ordered.
Doing her one better, I put my thumb in her mouth, wetting it up before I slid it right in her pretty asshole.
“Fuckkkkkkk,” she cried out as she bounced it.
“Little nasty bitch, look how that pussy got creamier as I penetrated that asshole,” my own release threatening to creep up on me.
“This pussy good to you, daddy?”
“This pussy is better than good, baby, this pussy is worth at least half a million,” stroking her harder and faster as I applied enough pressure to her throat to bring her to a squirting orgasm.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, I—I, Calebbbbb,” she moaned out as her pussy convulsed around my dick, pulling my nut out of me as I grunted in her ear and bit her neck.
“MOTHAFUCKKKKKK!” I let out as my dick continued to twitch inside her while I kissed her neck where I had bitten it.
Our breathing finally returning to normal, I slid my dick out of her, causing her body to twitch slightly.
“What did you mean when you said my pussy was worth half a million?” she asked, her eyes fixed intently on me.
“Oh, Yanna, Ahmir, and I have checked for five hundred thousand dollars for you to invest in getting your wine brand started,” I answered nonchalantly as her body went still.
“I think that orgasm must have my ears ringing because it sounds like you said my lovers were giving me half a million dollars to start my wine business,” her face a mix of emotions.
“I did, let’s go shower so we can go enjoy wine and dinner with a master sommelier,” as I held her hand so that we could get out of the hot tub.
The way she sucked my dick in the shower should have been illegal in at least 35 states and outlawed on Sundays.
After we were finally dressed and ready, we enjoyed a night of perfectly paired wines with Michelin-starred cuisine.
The rest of the trip was amazing as Dana and I enjoyed a picnic in the vineyard, some time at the spa, and some amazing shopping in Napa Valley before we made it back to Winston Hills to deal with the chaos that was my family.