Collision Course, Chapter 39
 

Julian Crane was nursing a drink at the bar when Ivy came over to him.

" What do you want, Ivy?"

" Why, I wanted a dance, Julian."

Julian looked at Ivy.

" What? You don't understand English, all of a sudden?"

" No, Ivy. I don't understand you. I can't begin to count the number of times that I've made overtures to you of civility, and all the times that I got shot down."

" I know, Julian. I apologize."

Julian took a big gulp of his drink and poured another one. " Now, I KNOW I'm being delusional."

" Julian, you're not being delusional. Julian…..Penny is living with us now. We've told her that she doesn't have to go back to boarding school. If a young child is going to live with us, we MUST find a way to be decent with one another. I don't want her living in a war zone."

" You didn't mind it with our other kids."

" No, I didn't. I'm ashamed that I didn't. Why would I want that pain for our baby, Julian? She is so innocent. So sweet. So loving. Trusting. Why would we want to do anything to strip of her of that? Why?"

Julian really looked at his wife. He wanted to believe her. He desperately wanted to believe her. He had enough on his plate right now, with Chad and the situation with him. Having a calm homelife would help him immensely. He didn't know if he could trust Ivy, but part of him ached to.

" Ok. I guess one dance wouldn't hurt."

Ivy smiled and took Julian's hand and they wound up on the dance floor. Julian kept some distance between them, but Ivy erased it rapidly. Soon, they were dancing cheek to cheek. Julian could smell her perfume. It was intoxicating. He closed his eyes, and all he could smell was her, all he could feel was her body in her form fitting dress.

" See, isn't this wonderful.", Ivy purred. She pulled Julian even closer, and their formal slow dance slowly turned sexual in nature. For a few moments, Julian allowed himself to enjoy it, but then his brain kicked in, and he separated himself from Ivy on the dance floor.

" What do you think you're doing!", Julian hissed.

" I was just enjoying our dance.", Ivy responded. Julian looked at his wife. She had a look in her eyes. The look of seduction. This freaked Julian out and he walked away from his wife, out of the ballroom. Ivy followed him, and Julian in a hurry to get away from Ivy, slipped into one of the smaller libraries at the Country Club. His mind was spinning. Ivy was nothing but trouble. Attractive trouble, but trouble nonetheless. Julian sat on the couch, rubbing his temples when he heard a door close and a click. He turned around and saw Ivy standing there.

" Now, where did you think you were going, Julian?", Ivy purred as she literally slithered over to the couch where Julian was. Ivy put her hand on his and Julian moved down the couch, away from her.

" Ivy, I don't know what's gotten into you, but I want it to stop."

" Julian, you can't mean that.", Ivy said, by this time, right next to Julian on the couch, where he was pinned into the corner.

" Ivy, what is wrong with you?"

" Nothing, Julian. I just realized that I'm a vibrant, sexy woman, and I'm a little bit lonely. Aren't you lonely, Julian? Isn't it time that our marriage isn't a battleground? Isn't it better to make love, and not war?"

Julian shook his head. " You look like Ivy, but you don't sound like her."

" Julian.."

" Ivy, let me be honest. Everytime I break down any walls between us, it winds up biting me in the ass. The floozies I sleep with, it's a more honest proposition: I don't care about them and vice versa. I've never given anyone the chances to hurt me as you've had. I fall for it, and every time I do, I'm burnt to a crisp. Well, when you get burned like that, you realize what you have to do. So, I'm going to resist you, Ivy. As tempting as this is, I'm going to resist you."

Ivy didn't say anything to Julian during the time that he was talking. She was letting her very frisky hands do call of the talking. Julian could feel the tingling in his pants as Ivy had unzipped them and slipped her hand in to do her magic. The other hand was running itself through Julian's hair, just the way that Ivy knew he liked it. With her mouth, Ivy was alternating between blowing in Julian's ear and nibbling on him and kissing the neck around the hear. She knew that she was doing all of Julian's favorite things.

Julian knew that he should get up. He knew that he should exercise some control, because nothing good came of sleeping with Ivy, outside of their children. But, God, how she moved in that dress. How her breasts flowed in that dress, with the fabric 'just so' over all her curves. Julian turned his face to look at Ivy's. He could see the triumph in her eyes, but he didn't care. He saw those lips and he had to kiss them, which he did. He pulled Ivy onto his lap and kissed her passionately. After he was through devouring her lips, his hands had already unfastened the back of her dress. It took mere seconds for her to slip out of her dress, and she was outfitted in a bustier bra and garter. He ran his hands over her breast, feeling them through the lacy material. They kissed some more as Ivy undid Julian's tie and unbuttoned his shirt. Soon his jacket, shirt and tie were crumpled on the floor.

Julian stood up and placed Ivy's back towards him. He began trailing kisses from shoulder to shoulder, and then down her back, all the while, unfastening the bustier, and throwing it across the room. When Ivy turned to face him, their mouths danced together for awhile, until his mouth broke away and suckled on one of her breasts while fondling the other. Julian went from one breast to the other, teasing Ivy and driving her wild. Ivy pulled Julian away from her breasts and back into passionate kisses, where it was Ivy's turn, and with her swift hands, she had unfastened his pants and gotten him out of both his pants and his boxers with one swift maneuver of the hands.

Ivy pushed Julian back onto the couch, and then straddled him. Both of them gasped as they welcomed the other. Even after all this time, they fit like a perfect glove. Julian thrust up to meet Ivy's swinging of her hips. They couldn't get enough of one another…one kiss, then a suckle, then a tease, then a moan. Ivy was enjoying herself, and then she suddenly lifted herself from Julian. He was just beneath her. She kissed him, slowly, teasing him, making him moan.  He took her breast into his mouth and made her moan. The temptation was too much for both of them, and just as Julian had decided to resolve the situation, Ivy decided she wanted more, and he entered her once again. They rocked back and forth until all rational thought exited their minds as they climaxed together.

Once their sense began to return, Ivy snuggled up, next to Julian's ear. She kissed him on the side of his face, and then whispered to him,

" I'm not leaving this room until I've exhausted you."