Chapter fourteen

“Are you ready?” Jon yelled upstairs. He really wanted to leave now. Jesse was already standing next to him in his pirate costume, jumping from one foot to another, anxious to go. Jon knew this excitement was all that kept him awake. He didn’t sleep a lot last night, because he was so excited and sooner or later he would collapse and fall asleep. So for Jesse’s sake, they had to leave now. But the girls weren’t ready yet.

Finally Steph came running down the stairs in a sparkling pink, light blue princess dress with a shining diadem in her blond hair.

“Your highness.” Jon said when Steph reached the last step and took a bow. Steph giggled and patted his head. “You’re funny, daddy.” He picked her up in his arms and gave her kiss on the cheek. “You look great, babygirl.”

“Thanks daddy” she beamed. “But Kris looks really, really great.”

“Yeah?” he had no idea what costume Kris and Dot chose.

“Yeah, look!” Steph said and pointed upstairs.

Jon’s eyes followed her outstretched arm. His eyes grew wide in surprise. “Wow!” he mumbled.

The brown color of her dress made Kris look even thinner. The wide skirt hid her feet and it seemed like she was floating. The light orange arms appeared like wings. Her hair was hold out of her face with one clip and big blond curls were running down her back. Her soft skin was glowing lightly even though she wasn’t wearing much make-up. She simply looked amazing. So different and….fragile, Jon thought. His need to protect her grew even stronger.

Reaching the end of the stairs, she glanced at Jon unsure. He smiled. “You look great, Kris.” He softly kissed her cheek. She flushed slightly and whispered “Thank you.”

“Ok, let’s go.” The kids moved outside. Jon turned around to Dot. “Great job, darling.”

She smiled “She needed that. Maybe you two can talk with each other tonight.” She eyed him.

“DADDY! COME ON!” Jesse yelled.

“We’ll see.” He kissed her cheek and hurried outside. “I’m coming…don’t yell like that Jesse!”



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Dot sighed and put her coat on. Jon and the kids were already back a couple hours and Dot didn’t have good news for him. Miss Johnson called to let them know that the German Department of Children and Families Services wouldn’t give out any information about Kris or her mother. They said they want to protect the child. What bullshit! Right now she needs help; they weren’t protecting her, but only causing bigger harm. Dot was more than angry about it and so was Jon.

Steph and Jesse were sleeping upstairs in their rooms…of course in their costumes. No way of getting them out of them.

Kris was still awake, sitting in her room playing guitar. She and Jon didn’t really talk about their argument tonight, but somehow they came to the silent agreement that the fight was over. Actually Jon was glad about it. Sex wasn’t a topic he wanted to discuss with his daughter. He was scared that he would stutter with a deep red flushed face when she would asked him something concrete or even worse that she wouldn’t have a question, because she already had experiences. She was his daughter, just the thought of her having sex…no, no, no….not his sweetie.

When Jon went upstairs two hours ago and heard the song she was playing on guitar, he suddenly wasn’t able to walk into her room anymore and talk with her about her mother like he’d planned. Instead he more or less escaped into the studio.

Runaway! Why was she playing Runaway? It scared the shit out of him. Was she thinking about running away? It was true that he had no idea what was going on in her mind, but he really tried to understand her. Was he like the parents he described in the song? Oh, my god…please not!

Dotty tried to calm him. Telling him that Kris needed just more time before finally opening herself and show him all her feelings. Jon sighed. Maybe Dot was right.

Dotty, he smiled. What would he do without her? He would be lost…she’s the only one who’s really understanding me…well, maybe Richie, but that’s something completely different!!

Deep in his thoughts Jon didn’t hear Dot walking into the studio and remove her coat. She watched him sitting on the piano bench strumming his acoustic guitar lightly. Suddenly he looked up. “Hi Dotty.” He smelled her perfume.

“Are you ok, Jon?” she asked worried.

“Yeah, I’m fine…Kris just scared me a bit by playing that song.” He tried to smooth her.

“And then you have nothing better to do to runaway on your own?” she asked reproachful and a bit sad.

Jon held out his hand. “I’m sorry, darling…Come here, sit down next to me.” He patted the bench. Dot walked over to him and sat down. He kissed her softly.

“Listen, darling.” He said, strummed his guitar and started singing in a low voice

It’s hard for me to say the things
I want to say sometimes

Dot smiled. So true.

There’s no one here but you and me
And that broken old street light
Lock the doors
We’ll leave the world outside
All I’ve got to give to you
Are these five words when I

Thank you for loving me
For being my eyes
When I couldn’t see
For parting my lips
When I couldn’t breathe
Thank you for loving me
Thank you for loving me

Dots eyes started shinning with tears.

I never knew I had a dream
Until the dream was you
When I look into your eyes
The sky’s a different blue
Cross my heart
I wear no disguise
If I tried you’d make believe
That you believed my lies

Thank you for loving me
For being my eyes
When I couldn’t see
For parting my lips
When I couldn’t breathe
Thank you for loving me
Thank you for loving me

You pick me up when I fall down
You ring the bell before they count me out
If I was drowning you would part the sea
And risk your own life to rescue me

She smiled and remembered those terrible years after the New Jersey Tour. She really thought she would lose him back at that time and not only because he nearly jumped out of a driving car.

Lock the doors
We’ll leave the world outside
All I’ve got to give to you
Are these five words when I

Thank you for loving me
For being my eyes
When I couldn’t see
For parting my lips
When I couldn’t breathe
Thank you for loving me
Thank you for loving me

“Oh, Jon. That was wonderful. Thank you.” Dot had tears running down her face by now. So many emotional moments of their shared life were captured by this song. She put her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply.

“No, thank you, Dotty.” He said and held her close, while she tried to calm down. He knew that some things that happened in the past were just too much for her, but she always tried to stay strong for him. Shortly before the circus with “Keep the Faith” started again, he promised her he would never get so lost in his work again and talk with her about his problems.

“Where are the kids?” he asked after a while.

“Steph and Jesse are asleep. Kris is watching them. But we should better go back.” Dot said and stood up. But he didn’t let go of her hand.

“Let’s stay here a bit longer, darling.” She looked at him surprised. He put his hands on her hips and pulled her back to him, making her body run down a scale on the keys.

“Jon!” Dot gasped when he pushed her to sit on the keys and captured her between the grand piano and his spread legs. She put her hands on his shoulders to steady herself. He pushed her pullover slowly up and bent down to kiss her flat belly. Dot moaned. Somehow this scene reminds her of “Pretty woman”.

He took his time to explore her navel. Dipping his tongue in it over and over again. Then softly kissed his way up to her gorgeous breasts. “Raise your arms, darling.” He whispered and pulled the pullover over her head.

Dot shivered in excitement. “Cold, baby?” he asked her.

She shook her head no. She was on fire. The way his eyes were travelling over body made her tremble and her panties more than drenched. His hands ran over her body, squeezing her breasts firmly, running his thumbs over her nipples, not letting go of them until they were standing in proud attention.

Dot moaned. “Jon.” Smiling he removed her bra and took one of her nipples in his mouth, caressing it with his tongue while his hand rubbed her other breast softly. Her hands ran through his hair, holding his head in place. When Jon sucked hard at her nipple and pinched the other one, her knees buckled, “JON!” she screamed.

His strong arms caught her. “Come here, baby.” He said with loving eyes and lifted her up to lie down on the grand piano, her feet resting on the keys, causing tones to appear when she moved them slightly.

“Here you can scream as loud as you want, baby.” He added with an evil grin, while pulling down her jeans. Her hips started moving involuntary as soon as his hands wandered up her thighs. She was so damn ready!

Jon could feel the heat of her body and a light film of sweat, her eyes were nearly black and watching him when he touched her through the thin material of her panties. Jon groaned. She was so wet, her panties were soaked. He could smell her arousal and it went straight to his cock. He wanted to be inside her, he wanted to feel her sweet heat.

“Oh, baby!” Jon pushed his own jeans down and ribbed the panties of her body.

“Jon!” Dot gasped surprised.

“I need you baby, I need you so much.” With one deep trust he entered her. Dot moaned when he filled her completely. Her hands tried to find a hold somewhere, knowing what would come next. Jon nearly slipped out of her completely before he pushed himself back into her forcefully. The trust nearly let Dot slip of the grand piano. His hold tightened at her hips. She knew she would have bruises tomorrow, but didn’t care. It’s just felt so good.

“Jon. Jon, take me hard…Jon…Oh, god…fuck me Jon…” Dot screamed. Her voice echoed back from the walls. She didn’t have to tell him twice. He speeded up immediately and pumping almost furious in and out of her.

She watched him holding her tight with clenched teeth and a nearly murderous look on his face. Sweat was running down his head and she wished she could see his well build chest, but he didn’t take the time to get out of his pullover. She could feel her orgasm building up, her hands clenched around Jon’s strong forearms. The next second her body exploded “JON!” she screamed while her orgasm nearly catapulted her of the grand piano.

His grip tightened even more to hold her in place and when her walls clenched strongly around him, he found his own release. “Oh, yes…DOTTY!” Breathing heavily, Jon collapsed on top of her. Her hands ran through his sweaty hair. It’s been a while since she had such a forceful orgasm. She wasn’t sure she could move.

“’k, baby” Jon wasn’t able to speak yet, but he needed to know.

“Mmmh.” Was her only reply.

When Jon was finally able to move and think clearly again, he moved off Dot and pulled his jeans back on.

“Dotty?” he looked at his wife, laying on the grand piano gloriously naked and exhausted. What a picture! He caressed her cheek softly.

“Dotty, we have to go back to the house. I’m sure Kris wants to sleep.” He said. Dot groaned. She wasn’t able to move. Jon helped her sat up and put on her pullover. She looked at him with sleepy eyes, sliding her arms around him; she pulled him close for a kiss. He lifted her down the piano and pulled her jeans up her hips.

“Underwear?” she asked confused.

He grabbed her bra and the destroyed panties from the floor and pushed them in his jeans pocket. “Mine!” he grinned at her. She shook her head.

Leaning heavily on Jon, they walked back to the house. Jon carried her upstairs and laid her down on the bed. Checking on the kids, he told Kris that they were back now. Nodding she turned out the lights and tried to sleep.

When he came back to their bedroom, Dot was already asleep. Smiling he pulled her out of her clothes again. Stripping his clothes off, he crawled between the sheets. Pulling her close, he felt asleep immediately.