Ashley's story chapter 23

Part 23
1/9/88 “I talked to Doc yesterday,” Jon said to Richie on the phone.
“Yeah?” Richie sighed. “I can only imagine what he's said to you.”
Jon laughed. “Well, I'm not sure if he understands the whole thing.” “What do you mean?”
Jon sighed. “I thought you were going to tell him about Mexico?” “Well, we didn't.” “No shit!” Jon laughed. “He thinks you are seducing Ashley and by doing that you've betrayed him.” “I can see that,” Richie said seriously.
“He thinks I should be as mad as he is, but I told him I was staying out of it, it was you and Ashley's business,” Jon stated.
“I appreciate that Jon and I'm sorry for putting you in the middle.”
“No,” Jon said. “You didn't put me in the middle, Doc did. I'm just glad it's all out in the open now.” Richie agreed with him and they both laughed in unison.
“So, what are you doing tonight?” Jon asked casually.
Richie smiled to himself, “Ashley's coming over. I am cooking dinner.” “Oh Jesus!” Jon laughed. “My, my, my…you've got it bad don't you?” Richie laughed, “I don't know if you would call it got it bad, or can't get enough.” “Well, have a good time tonight.” After Richie hung up the phone he wondered what Doc was going to say to him when he saw him again. It's not that he was worried about it; he felt he could handle anything Doc threw at him. He just hoped it didn't get messy for Ashley's sake. He knew deep down Ashley was hurt by the way Doc acted even though she didn't show it. He could also understand Doc's feelings about it. There was a 10 year age difference and he had the reputation of sailor. He now had to prove to Doc that he wasn't about that anymore. He hoped in time that he would be able to do that, but in order for that to happen, Doc would have to open his eyes some and let Ashley be her own person.
Richie planned to have dinner cooked at exactly 5:30 and Ashley said she would be at his house around 4:00. He thought he could cook enough to get by. But he made he was good at cooking, Gilled Chicken Pasta Primavera. So at 3:00 PM he started preparing to cook dinner after he had his shower. He had never cooked for someone other then himself and the guys, so he was somewhat nervous. The end result was burning the chicken. He was pissed off but tried to laugh it off. Now what?
When the door bell rang, he still hadn't come up with an alternative plan for dinner, so he thought he'd let Ashley decide. He opened the door and suddenly his tension was gone when she flashed him her great smile. He greeted her with a kiss and a hug and then let her in the door.
Ashley's smile turned to somewhat of a frown as she started to take her coat off. “What's that smell?” She asked him.
Richie laughed as he took her coat and hung it next to his inside the closet that was by the basement door. “Burnt chicken.” She tried not to laugh. “Burnt chicken?” He sighed. “Yes, I overcooked dinner just a little bit.” Ashley patted his back. “That's okay. I'm not all that hungry anyway.”
He laughed. “Well, that's a good thing then. If you get hungry I'll make you pop tarts or something easy.” Ashley laughed at his humor. “No, that's okay. I'll pass on the pop tarts.” Richie looked down at small overnight bag she was holding at her side. “So, I see you brought your bathing suit.” She looked down at the bag and then back up at him. “Yes, just as you requested.” He took her bag in one hand and her hand in the other and led her into the living room. “We can go to dinner if you want to.” Ashley shook her head. “Really, I'm not all that hungry.” Richie still insisted. “I WANT to take you to dinner.” “Fine,” She said. “Whatever you want.” He stopped by the couch and turned to put his arms around her.
She smiled, “Something simple?” He nodded his head and rubbed her back. “I know a great café in Central Park we could go to.” “This is silly for me to come all the way here just to turn around and go all the way back.” “I said I was sorry,” He pouted.
She shook her head. “That's not what I mean. Can't we just eat somewhere close? Why do we have to go back to New York?” Richie narrowed his eyes and looked directly into hers. “Listen. Don't argue with me. It sure beats the hell out of eating my burnt chicken.” She laughed, “Okay, you win.” He grinned and kissed the tip of her nose. “You want some wine?” She shook her head, “Not right now. I'm trying to cut back.” “I'll be right back then,” he said as he left the room going up the stairs.
Ashley shook her head watching him go. His jeans were faded denim and his white tee shirt was tight. She admired him as he walked up the steps. When he disappeared she sat back against the couch and looked around the room. She looked around at the living room again. Sun was shining down into the room from the skylight that was in the center of the room, making the room warm with natural light. What was left of the fire in the fireplace had now burnt to ashes, barely smoldering with a hint of dark orange. The mirror over the mantle reflected that of the backyard, trees just barely covered in snow. She sat up on the edge of the couch and looked outside to where the hot tub was located on his privacy deck.
She heard him whistling as he was coming back down the stairs and back into the living room.
“Don't you think it'll be too cold to get in the hot tub?” She asked as she continued to look at it.
“Nope. Not when your inside,” he answered her as he walked over to the glass French door that lead to it.
He turned around and smiled. “You won't even know your outside.” She laughed. “Maybe not for you, but I have a bikini and that means more skin will be exposed. I'm sure the hardest part is dropping your towel and jumping in.” Richie's lips curved into a smile made on seduction. “That's my favorite part.” “Are you always bad?” She asked as she got up off the couch going to him.
His grin became wider, the dimples forming in both cheeks. “You know I'm not.” She put her arms around his waist and lifted her head to gaze completely into his eyes.

“You know how good I am,” he whispered just as his tongue touched her mouth suggestively.
Ashley's body became limb as he kissed her passionately. She moaned softly when his hands cupped her hips, pulling her closer to him as the kiss became deeper.
When he pulled away from her, her breathing was shallow. She opened her eyes and gazed into his once again. “I promise you, you won't be cold.” He whispered.
She grinned up at him; he picked her up around the waist and moved away from the door. Kissing her neck, she giggled.
“We better go now, or there won't be any dinner,” he said against her neck.
She giggled and he sat her back down on her feet. He took her by the hand, walking to the basement door. He stopped and picked up his coat off the chair and handed hers to her then went down to the garage and opened the door for her on his Ferrari.
“I've never drove this car that much until now,” he said as she got in.
She batted her eyelashes up at him and he shook his head, closing the door for her.
Richie took Ashley to a small French Café in Central Park. Ashley ordered a grilled Chicken Salad and Richie ordered a French Dip Sandwich. Seating along the window, they sat side by side in the red and white plaid covered booth. Ashley was sipping on water and Richie was having coffee.
“When are you going to Vancouver?” She asked him as they waited for their food.
“Sunday night. You are going to have to come visit me.” She smiled. “I don't want to be in the way.” “Don't be silly,” he said as his hand moved along her back. “I want you to come. You can watch. Not that it will be exciting or anything.” “I don't know.” “Sure, you can stay with me. No wait. We'll get a hotel room. You wouldn't want to stay at the condo with all of us.” She laughed and took a drink of her water. “Why not? That sounds like fun.”
“No really.” He nodded, “You wouldn't like it. We wouldn't have any privacy anyway. They'd be giving us hell and shit.” She laughed again and agreed. “You're right.” As she flipped her hair over her shoulder, she saw Jason standing at the counter staring at them. She smiled slightly and then turned back around.
Richie looked past her and frowned. “I just can't get away from him at all can I?” The waitress brought their dinner and Ashley didn't say anything to him regarding Jason, she thought it was best she didn't.
They continued to eat when Richie looked back over and saw that Jason was gone.
“Why didn't he come say hello?” He said, not really asking a question but that's how it came out.
Ashley shifted uncomfortably in her chair. “I don't know.” She could sense Richie staring at her and she lifted her eyes and he was. He didn't look happy either.
Just before Ashley could say anything, Jason walked up to the table with a blonde headed girl.
“Sorry to bother,” he said with a sincere smile. “This is Suzette. She's a big fan Richie. She just wanted to say hi.” Richie smiled up at her. “Hi Suzette.” Suzette smiled. “Jason told me he worked with you and I just didn't believe him. This is so cool,” she gushed.
"Yes, he did work with us Darlin but I wish he'd have brought along someone as pretty as you," Richie said.
Ashley smiled up at Suzette but was ready to kill Richie. Jason gave her a quick glance, it was clear that he was uncomfortable around her still.
“Would you mind giving me your autograph?” Suzette asked Richie.
Richie smiled at her again. “No, of course not.” Ashley thought Richie was being a little too friendly to her. She watched as he sighed the paper she handed him.
She and Jason left shortly after Richie gave the paper back to her.
Richie rested his arm behind Ashley and rubbed her back as he took another sip of his coffee.
“She seems nice,” he said casually.
Ashley turned around to him and rolled her eyes. “Did she turn you on?” Richie looked at her like she was crazy, “Excuse me?” “You heard me. You seem to have a thing for every girl that Jason does.” “Ashley,” Richie laughed.
“WHAT?” She said hatefully.
“Now, who's jealous?” He asked her with a smile on his face.
“Jerk,” she said and looked away from him.
They continued to eat their dinner, in silence. Richie let his leg fall over and touch hers, but she immediately moved it away from him.
Setting his roast beef sandwich down, he looked over at her. “What's wrong?” He asked.
“I didn't care for the comment you made to Suzette,” she told him.
“Darlin, if Jason had someone like her he would have left you alone. That's what I meant.” She stabbed her fork into her bowl. “Well, it sure as hell didn't come out that way.”
Richie put his arm around her shoulders and drew her close to him as she tried to resist it.
“I'm sorry,” he said into her ear.
She gave him a short smile but didn't tell him he was forgiven. Richie turned back around and continued to eat. After he was finished he asked for more coffee then sat up to the table folding his hands.
“Does Jason know about us?” He asked.
”'What do you mean?” Ashley asked.
“Does Jason know what went on with you and me?” Richie said, refining the question.
Ashley put her fork down and took a drink of water. “Yes.” Richie didn't say anything in response. He just sat back in his seat. He suspected that Jason knew after what had happened at Jon's party. Somehow, having it confirmed irritated him.
“So, he thinks I'm a prick.” Richie said.
Ashley sighed. “Yes he does, but why should you care what he thinks? You don't have to impress him.” A thought run through her mind. She pushed her salad bowl away. “Oh, you are afraid he'll tell Suzette what a jerk you are, is that it?” Richie's jaw clenched. This wasn't supposed to be happening tonight. He wanted to have a good time. “Ashley…”he said as he put his arm around her.
She pulled away. “Just drop it, okay?” Richie let go of her and said nothing.
The waitress brought the bill and Richie went to the counter to pay it. Ashley lingered behind him and followed him outside when he left. Just as they were about to cross the street, Richie turned around and took her hand. He was grinning at her.
“What?” She said, still irritated.
He pulled her with him as he walked backwards. “Let's go for a ride around the city.” He said.
She then saw he was leading her to a horse and buggy. She laughed sarcastically. “It's so cold.” He winked. “Not when you have a blanket and me to keep you warm.” He stepped up backwards into the buggy amazingly he didn't' fall. Ashley couldn't help but laugh at him. He helped her up into the buggy; still she didn't want to do it but sat down anyway. He quickly opened the blanket and spread it over their legs. As the horse started to pull the buggy along Richie put his arm around her.
He rested his cheek against her forehead. “Warm enough?” He asked softly.
Ashley nodded. She smiled as she found his hand under the blanket and clasped it in hers. Richie kissed her forehead and when she looked up at him, he kissed her lips softly.
“Forgive me? “He asked her sadly.
She laughed. “Yes, this time.” He smiled again and kissed her, his hand let go of hers and he raised it to her face. His fingers moved down her cheek and to her throat before he covered her cheek completely with the palm of his hand. She kissed him back, moving closer to him as they slide down against the seat together. While kissing their hands moved touching and caressing one another tenderly. They only stopped when the buggy came to a stop.
Richie looked up and laughed. “Rides over.” Ashley sat up and giggled. “I didn't see anything.” Richie helped her out of the buggy. “You weren't supposed to Darlin.” “I was set up!” Ashley kidded.
Richie laughed and nodded his head. “I'm afraid that you were.” After they made it back to Richie's house, he built a fire in the fireplace and then opened a bottle of wine. They sat down on the couch in front of the fire, Ashley curled up beside him and they talked while drinking the first glass. Then Richie wanted to get in the hot tub.
“Go ahead and change and I'll get it ready.” He said as she started up the stairs to his bedroom.
“Where are you going to change?” She asked.
“I'll be up in a minute.” Ashley went on into the bedroom as Richie opened the French doors that lead outside. He pulled the top off of the hot tub and checked the temperature. He adjusted the heater to make it warmer then went to change.
Ashley came out of the bathroom and Richie smiled. “I turned the heat up.” He said as he looked over her bathing suit.
“Okay,” She said. He walked over to his closet and pulled out a white robe. “You can put this on when we go outside.
She took the robe from him and then he went to change. When he was done he came back out with his robe on and Ashley was in hers. She looked at him and shook her head.
“That's no fair. You saw mine. I want to see yours.” She said as she slowly untied the sash on the robe.
Richie chuckled as the robe fell open. She ran her hands up his chest and smiled up at him. “Nice trunks.” She said and then pulled away from him.
They went back downstairs and Richie got the bottle of wine, handing Ashley her empty glass. They went outside with slippers on their feet. It was cold and Ashley was laughing.
“This is the most insane thing I've ever done,” she said.
Richie sat the bottle down. He pulled off his robe and slid his feet out from the slippers then slowly got down into the steaming water.
He looked up at Ashley. “It's a lot warmer in here.” She smiled and sat her glass down beside his on the edge of the tub. She removed the slippers and let the robe fall off of her. She made eye contact with him as she lowered herself down into the water. She smiled feeling how warm it was. He poured them each another glass of wine and they leaned back against the tub as they started drinking it.
“You are right, this feels wonderful,” Ashley said as she leaned her head back against the padding around the top.
“Don't get too relaxed,” Richie kidded her.
She smiled. “I won't. I promise.” “I'm holding you to that.” Ashley smiled knowingly and took another drink from her glass. She let her hand find his thigh and she gave it a suggestive squeeze. Richie closed his eyes and bit his tongue to keep from praising her touch in the form of a moan.
Ashley quickly finished her wine. She sat up and turned to Richie. She looked straight at him and grinned as she managed to sit the empty glass down on the edge without dropping it into the water. She moved closer to him, her hands running along the back of his neck down his back as she did. Richie moved his legs to allow her to get as close as she desired. Her body was pressed up against his as she ran her tongue inside his mouth. Her lips traveled down his chin and to his neck. He smiled as she licked his skin and then gently started sucking on his ear.
She moved away from him just enough to get the glass out of his hand. She then stopped and in one swig, she finished his glass and then sat it down beside hers. He was smiling as he watched her. She then wrapped her legs around his waist. They started to kiss again. She had him pinned up against the side of the tub, her motions just enough to get him aroused. He ran his hands down her back to both cheeks of her butt and she smiled against his lips when she felt all of him as he pressed himself up against her.
He twirled their bodies around in the water as they started kissing again. Ashley's hands ran up into his wet hair as he slowly backed her up against the side of the tub. She moaned as he kissed her neck, his hand in her hair pulling her head back. He pressed up against her again, this time with his entire body. She raised her head back up and their eyes met. They each smiled as they stared at each other, speaking what each other knew the other one wanted.
“I think we better go inside, don't you?” He asked her.
She shook her head. ”I'm fine right here.” With one arm around his neck, Ashley held on to him as her other hand moved down his chest to his waist. She smiled as her fingers inched inside the band of his trunks and took him completely into the palm of her hand. She squeezed gently, but it enough to make him moan.
She started to kiss him again, as her hand moved slowly on him. His moans filled her mouth; his hand caressed her left breast, toying with her hard nipple. Ashley was in control and Richie was totally turned on by it. She drove him almost to the edge and then she stopped pulling her hand away as she continued to kiss him. Her teasing drove him crazy. He groaned, and then his fingers slid inside her bikini bottoms. As they slid inside her, it brought forth a gasp from her curved lips. She raised her head and was met with Richie's lips feverishly kissing her. He now had her against the side of the tub, pleasing her with first one then two fingers. She managed to wrap her hand around him again, but he pulled away.
”Nhh uhh,” he said between kisses.
Then she felt his thumb massaging her as his fingers continued to bring her pleasure. She whimpered. She couldn't stop the orgasm that was building inside, spiraling from within, it coursed through her, a rush of pleasure. She gasped as she bucked hard against the hand that made her feel so good.
Richie was ready to explode himself. Just seeing her facial expressions, hearing her moan again drove him crazy. He looked into her eyes and smiled as she tried to control her breathing. She grinned, then grabbed him with both of her hands by his face and kissed him. He felt her legs, still wrapped around him tremble. He pressed up against her again and moaned. She pulled away.
“We better go inside,” she said slightly out of breath.
“Why? I thought you were fine here,” he kidded.
She ignored his statement and got up out of the tub. She was already inside by the time he got the robe around him. He went inside and found her robe lying in front of the stair case. He looked up the steps and found her bikini top laying just a few steps from the top one. He smiled, and then started up to see what else she had left behind. He turned down the hall and looked to his bedroom. The door was closed and her bottoms were lying on the floor. Excitement rushed though his veins as he started towards the door. He slowly turned the knob then opened the door.
Ashley was laying in bed, her head propped up on her hand. She was laying on her side, the covers pulled up around her, but tucked under her arms. She smiled.
“What took you so long?” Richie smiled. “Mind if I join you?” “I was hoping you would,” she said in a sultry tone that made him throb.
He pulled off his robe, as Ashley watched him. Then as his fingers found the waist band of his trunks, their eyes locked. Ashley smiled as he pulled them down and stepped out of him. She glanced down at him and then back up. He moved to the bed and she drew back the covers, exposing her fully naked body.
Richie felt his legs weaken as he slid in beside her. She welcomed him with open arms and they immediately started to kiss. Richie was surprised when Ashley climbed on top of him. As she straddled him, she gently sat down, rubbing her warm flesh against his hard on.
He groaned. “You're driving me insane.”
She looked down at him and smiled. “I'm glad it's working.” He reached up and pulled her down to him, kissing her as he did. She moved her hips back and forth allowing herself to enjoy how he felt rubbing her that way. She whimpered, desperately wanting him inside her.
“I need you,” she said in his ear.
“Ashley.” She positioned herself over him, and reached between her legs to guide him in. She gasped hard, and he moaned, as his hands grabbed her hips. Once he was fully inside her, she didn't move. He moved her hair out of her face, and smiled when her eyes found his. She smiled down at him and ran both of her hands threw his hair.
“I love you,” she said softly.
“I love you too.” Their lips touched and they kissed tenderly for a few moments. Ashley started to move slow and unsure at first. Their hips met gently against one another. She buried her face in his neck and moaned softly, the feelings inside her being intensifying. She was overwhelmed by the emotions that hit her as they made love to each other again.